We Were Born Mutants Again[German]

She says I'm boring her camera
It takes more to delight the cadaver
Night eyes on icy patrol
Yours were not so Nazi feline
Mine were as dead as monks
And our particles are in motion

Night eyes producing ashes
We love to view unfortunate passions
Still, she takes my photo to bed
No mere limp verse could incite identity destruction
Our particles are in motion

Sometimes we're not legible
But we're the same strange animal
Let them say our love is peculiar, don't care

There's only now, no ever after
We won't let it end in disaster
You are my twin, no I will never go there​

We were Born Mutants Again Leafling-Of Montreal

"Sie sagen, es gibt keinen solchen Ort als Paradies ..."​

A teenage girl quickly drew down her shades as an alarm sounded in her town. She could hear planes from overhead. She also heard yelling, screaming, and children crying from the outside. "Schließ die Tür!" A male shouted from upstairs of the house. The teen darted at the door and it flew open. "Zeigen Sie uns Ihren Händen!" An authorative voice ordered from the door. The sunlight hit the teens face and blinded her for a moment. She heard a gunshot and threw her hands up.

"Zeigen Sie sich oder wir Ihre Tochter zu töten!" The man ordered as the teen was seized by a lot of men behind him. They were all uniformed and armed. She had her arms pulled behind her back and was pulled farther into the house, near the staircase. The teen kept silent with fear. She looked at their commander. He stood at the stairs with his handgun drawn. There was silence stretching out into the household, besides the screaming outside.

"Sehr gut," The commander raised his gun to the girl's forehead. She shut her eyes tightly and grinded her teeth together to prevent a scream from escaping her. "Sie lieben dich nicht." The man said. The teen screamed. "Berühren Sie nicht sie!" The commander was thrown away from the teen, by a force. Another teenage, older and male, stood over the commander.

"Ich reiße deinen verdammten Seele aus dem Leib!" The male teenager started to exclaim. Just then, their entire world flashed, shook, and collapsed.

The teenager stirred a few hours later. She was buried. The sun had gone down. She pushed rubble off of her and managed to pull herself out of the debris. The teenager was covered in burns and cuts. Her shirt and jeans were torn. She stared out into the collapsed city she had once called home. Her eyes shot over to movement below the surface. The older teenage male pulled himself out of the rubble. She went over to help him.

"Was wird mit uns geschehen?"​

Summary​

The human race is slowly being annihalted from warfare. The world as they know it is going to Hell. It is up to a small group of survivors to escape this putrid life and find safety as well as save the others.

ROLES
Survivors:
Good- You work for the good of the group.
Bad- You could be a double-crosser, or simply just disagree. Who knows? You don't strive for the best of the group.
Undecided- You're simply a survivor. Unsure if the government or if the survivors are right.
Military- You are in charge of wiping out the human population. You can't show your emotions of pain(if you choose to feel any) on the battle(or killing)field.
Stragglers- Drunkards, murders, thieves, you name it. You can join either side.


RULES

1. This is Sci-Fi. Which means we take this simple bombing and blow it out of porportion. If you are a survivor you will have life-or-death decisions at every corner. You are not invinsible.
2. You cannot control another persons character. If you want them to react to your action then put it in future tense so it may or may not happen once they post.
3. We speak in German when talking. I suggest google translate.
4. Don't go whimsicle on me.
5. You need food and water.
6. No killing without the other player's or my permission.
7. I control NPC's. If you need to use one then tell me first.
8. If you find this arousing, take it to PMs.
9. Do not fight me. I will murder your RP soul if you do.
10. Don't overdo with swearing. Yes it is in a different language, but still.
11. If you read the rules say The End in your Bio.
12. Have fun.
13. No fighting.
14. I will update the rules as I see fit.
15. This may turn into a sci-fi story of mine. If I want to use your character or idea I will PM you for permission.
16. Grammar is a must.
17. I control weather, and time of day.

Characters
-Xioimara Dwyre: HellKitten
-Devlyn Dwyre: HellKitten

BIO:

Played by:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Personality:
Appearance:
Affiliation:
Bio:
Strengths:
Weaknesses:
Theme Song[optional]:
Other[optional]:​

Played by:HellKitten
Name: Xioimara Dwyre
Age:16
Gender: Female
Personality: Stubborn, sharp, skillful.
Appearance:

Spoiler

Affiliation: Survivor(good)
Bio: Xioimara grew up in the same house with her family. She became a little bit rebellious as she got older but quickly straightened up. She and her brother are the only survivors of their household after the bombing.
Strengths: Strong, has a lot of stamina, quick thinker
Weaknesses: Not too fast, she freezes up when scared
Theme Song: Tell Me-Dropping Daylight
Other: None

Played by:HellKitten
Name: Devlyn Dwyre
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Personality: Quiet and protective of his loved ones. He keeps calm in the worsts of situations.
Appearance: About 5'8". He has whispy, white hair, red eyes and a thin face. Devlyn is thin but muscular.
Affiliation: Survivor(undecided)
Bio: He grew up a simple life and is now left with only his sister to face the first day of the end of the world.
Strengths: Fast, agile, quiet
Weaknesses: He can slow down easily, and isn't too skilled in the art of fighting.
Theme Song: Post Blue-Placebo
Other: None

Played by: Maka
Name: Addie Nye
Age:17
Gender: Female
Personality:Loud from time to time (since she was born and grew up a little in New York and grew up in a military family), loves a good fight when she has to get into one, always has to jab a funny joke or comment in any situation, unless it's one where they're seriously all going to die. Does have good listening ears if someone is seriously having a bad day.
Appearance:

Spoiler

Affiliation: Good side
Bio: Just before this war happened, Addie was an American military brat and transferred to nearly everywhere around the world. She ended up in Germany, just about when this was to start. In the midst of the chaos, and since her family wasn't from Germany, she was split up from her parents and almost ended up in a POW (Torture camp more like it) but she escaped with a few of her belongings, enough food to last her a good four days on her own along with water in a canteen (if she's careful with it), a hunter's knife (that looks like it has a mean bite to it), a handheld gun with some ammo that her father handed to her before the chaos commenced, a small radio, some clothes, a first aid kit, some rope, and her military pass to get into the base (but she's afraid of what might happen if she uses it). Her dad taught her everything she needed to know to survive and here she is now; no friends, in a strange foreign land, and trying to find her footing in this Hell. She can understand German and read it, but her own German is a bit rough around the edges. Right now, everyone is the enemy to her until she can find the right group to be with and to team up with, because she knows that she wouldn't last long out here in this war zone all alone.
Strengths: Very physically fit, can focus in chaos, and even though she doesn't look or act like it, she's very smart and has the ability to hack and decode different kinds of codes if you give her some time to sit with it for a while.
Weaknesses: Looses focus when things start to turn for the worse, has the fear of open heights (or just heights in general), and hates being in super tight enclosed areas where she can't move her arms (looses her ability to focus, can't breath, it just gets bad)
Theme Song: Phenomenon by Thousand Foot Krutch
Other: If she has a quiet moment to herself, she likes to whittle or make up random tunes and lyrics from the top of her head.

 

Played by: Maka
Name: Addie Nye
Age:17
Gender: Female
Personality:Loud from time to time (since she was born and grew up a little in New York and grew up in a military family), loves a good fight when she has to get into one, always has to jab a funny joke or comment in any situation, unless it's one where they're seriously all going to die. Does have good listening ears if someone is seriously having a bad day.
Appearance:

Affiliation: Good side
Bio: Just before this war happened, Addie was an American military brat and transferred to nearly everywhere around the world. She ended up in Germany, just about when this was to start. In the midst of the chaos, and since her family wasn't from Germany, she was split up from her parents and almost ended up in a POW (Torture camp more like it) but she escaped with a few of her belongings, enough food to last her a good four days on her own along with water in a canteen (if she's careful with it), a hunter's knife (that looks like it has a mean bite to it), a handheld gun with some ammo that her father handed to her before the chaos commenced, a small radio, some clothes, a first aid kit, some rope, and her military pass to get into the base (but she's afraid of what might happen if she uses it). Her dad taught her everything she needed to know to survive and here she is now; no friends, in a strange foreign land, and trying to find her footing in this Hell. She can understand German and read it, but her own German is a bit rough around the edges. Right now, everyone is the enemy to her until she can find the right group to be with and to team up with, because she knows that she wouldn't last long out here in this war zone all alone.
Strengths: Very physically fit, can focus in chaos, and even though she doesn't look or act like it, she's very smart and has the ability to hack and decode different kinds of codes if you give her some time to sit with it for a while.
Weaknesses: Looses focus when things start to turn for the worse, has the fear of open heights (or just heights in general), and hates being in super tight enclosed areas where she can't move her arms (looses her ability to focus, can't breath, it just gets bad)
Theme Song: Phenomenon by Thousand Foot Krutch
Other: If she has a quiet moment to herself, she likes to whittle or make up random tunes and lyrics from the top of her head.

I may make more if I have time. I'll just wait to see if anyone else is going to join first though. ^^

The End.

 

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