The Story 2

[SweetSuicide]

** OK since the first story went kinda downhill, I want to start it again. Here's the same set up/ rules as before. If you were in The Story before adn want the same charater, you can. I'm going to stay Suzette so if anyone else wants to stay the same they can. Ok, let's give this another try..**

ok, I'm going to give a basic story line to you guys...k?.....Pretty much, the setting is the world in 2090. you can live anywhere in the world but remember, in the year 2079, all the countries with nuclear bombs went to war and destroyed over half the world. Everything outside major cities are dying. some creatures that survived mutated with others, creating new ones so yeah.....inside larger cities, everything is very high-tech and futuristic. there is only one disease that they haven't been able to fix, and that's a new one caused by nuclear chemicals. No one is blind, deaf, fat, dumb (as in can't talk), or any other physical or mental diseases, unless you live outside cities and/or are very poor. credit cards, lisenses, registrations, proof of identies, criminal records, and other things like that were all turned into little micro-chips and placed inside people's fingers, so therefore it is near impossible to steal these things....so, yeah, that can be a character goal if you guys wasnt it to be, i don't know. But yeah. As for wars, people still hate each other, but they're afraid to use nuclear weapons. However, they still have other high-tech weapons, so as long as you give a really good description of what the weapon is, you can have it......oh, and, NO NUCLEAR WEAPONS! ok, that's pretty much it....i guess we will develope a plot as we go....


Charater Stats:
Name: Suzette
Age: 18
Height: 5 7
Weight: 125
Occupation: Warrior
Weapon (if any): Machete
Further Details: She is a loner. She doesn't really open up to many people and if she does, it's very rare. She has a dark past and has been through some really hard times in her life. She's just looking for someone who can come and help her off the ground.... *sigh*
Apperance: Beautiful. Long, flowing brown hair that draps down to her lower back. Peircing hazel eyes, cold and dead to the world. Black jeans and black tank tops is what you'll always find her in.
City: Forked River, NJ, USA.


The day were getting closer to the end. I walked along the broken road that I used to walk to get to my home that was destroyed in the war. I was the only surivior of the war that I knew of. I knew others had run away before the war but I difured no one was still alive. I slowly walked up to where my house used to stand. The whole house was gone. Nothing remained of it. I walked into the place that I used to call my bedroom and found one thing still in tact. A picture of a family. A family that was happy. A family that was alive and breathing. A family I no longer had. I sat down at that spot and I looked up to the sky to see what time of day it was. It was around noon so I knew I had to go back into hiding very soon. This wasn't going to be easy, but I have to leave again. I started walking back toward the broken road and was amazed at how much had changed in 11 years...

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New Character

Name: Yamato
Age:19
City: Forked River, NJ
weapon: dagger he calls his "equalizer"
appearence and other info: good lookin guy, jeans a tshirt is all he has left of anything after the explosion. His parents died right in front of him, they got caught right in the epicenter. His only friend is his trusty dog samurai.

I walked along the empty road to nowhere. the road was covered in the bones of those lost in the explosion. i was 8 at the time, too young to take care of myself. If it was for Sammy my dog I probably would be dead. He practically raised me. It was noon and i was getting hungry so i pulled out my dagger hoping to catch a coyote or a deer to kill. I didn't see any for about an hour, then I saw a huge deer, "sammy, thats food for a week!" it was the best meal ive had for many years. after we were done eating i continued down the road to the neighborhood where the towns houses used to be...

[fuu]

I just wrote in story one like five minutes ago. Can I use that character and stuff and star in here?lol

[SweetSuicide]

Originally Posted by fuu

I just wrote in story one like five minutes ago. Can I use that character and stuff and star in here?lol

yes definalty! i just read what you wrote and wow!

[fuu]

Ok I'll try this again

name: Charlene (charlie)
age 26
height 5 foot 6
hair red
eyes green
likes to wear black baby t and red zipper hoody, black shorts and boots
weapons:a blue staff and a cast iron frying pan
travels in her ford pickup with her black lab tinkles
occupation bounty hunter (She doesn't like to kill but is a skilled fighter.)



Driving on a hot afternoon in a deserted town she new nothing of was waning on her. "That sleaze, his tip is a piece of s***." She sighed. Tinkles barked twice in agreeence. She had been driving for days without much sleep but she needed the money. She felt guilty for going after such a young bounty but money was money. The girl in the wanted poster looked sad but very beautiful. Suzette was worth $500 000. Still Charlie preffered bounties that were old and scuzzy. That way she didn't feel guilty. Thats when she noticed. A small figure walking down the middle of the road in the distance. It was her it was Suzette. Charlie thought" Am I ready for this, she's so young, great now I have the guilts." Tinkles' ears perked up and he began growling. A young man was approaching her as well and he had a dog with him. "Easy boy, lets just check this out." She said to the dog. She stoped and got out of the truck. The three people approached each other cautiously......

[SoftSilentDeath]

Name: Jaustin
Age: 250
Height: 6'5
Weight: 150
Occupation: Vampire
Weapon (if any): AR-15 and a pair of .45 S&W Revolvers known as The Twin Dragons
Further Details: He was one that always walked alone. Never did he have any pitty for anyone. He only stood up for those who had something worth fighting for. Those were the ones he protected. He always dispensed of all evil beings that derived pleasure from the pain and fear of others. Anyone that took pleasure in the torture of other beings were slain. No one could ever match his power and strength. He was the strongest of his kind and even his creator had no chance with his powers. When his true form come out he was like the devil himself wrapped in a shroud.

Apperance: He had long black hair with a pale complection that looked as if he had been dead for days. And the fact was he has been dead for years. He has dark eyes that when staring into look like endless pits that pull you into him. The look when you make eye contact enough to make you lust after him if you were female. His hands soft and gentle to the touch with nails that were sharp enough to cut through anything. He had a dark black trench coat that always surrounded him like a shroud of rain, with a matching black shirt and pants. He was invisible when night fall came. He always had his twin dragons on his side loaded. And for those that two clips of blessed bullets did not kill he had a fully loaded AR-15 with blessed bullets.

City: Winder,Ga i live on the out skirts of the major city Atlanta. My house looking dead on the outside was alive on the inside. Lining the wall was collections of paintings, armor and swords. All of which came from different parts of the world. That darkened windows with blood red curtains blocking out all sun. I am not hurt by sun but i like the dark better just cause i don't get a headache from going from looking into the light to dark areas.

I walk out of my dwelling place as i take my twin dragons with me. My powers concealed as much as possible to not gain attention. Slowly wondering around looking for those who take pleasure in the pain and fear of others and ending their pathetic existence. *Cocks his guns with his teeth showing his fangs* Today is another day and i am off to see what cause is worth helping. *As he walks says out loud* In the name of God, impure souls of the living dead shall be banished into eternal damnation. Amen.

[SweetSuicide]

I kept walking with my head down. I didn't want to look around me because everything was dead and lifeless. I looked up for a quick second and saw a truck parked in the road in front of my with someone stepping out of it. I was thinking aobut running. I knew I was wanted and I've seen people get carried off in during the night. I was debating on runing away or not or just keep walking towards it. I knew I could take on anyone that came my way. I've used my machete before to kill people and I wasn't afarid to use it again. I kept walking towards the truck. I wasn't afarid to take on this person. As I walked closer I could tell it was a lady in her 20s, so not that much older than me. I pulled my machete out a little from its holder on my side do I could grab it eaiser.

"Who are you?" I asked the lady. She didn't respond. *who is she? I really want to know* I asked her again and still no response. "Ok lady. You've been following me for a few days now. What do you want so badly?" She finally got the nerve to get up and speak.

"My name's Charlene. I'm a Bounty Hunter but I guess you already knew that. I guess you also know you're wanted. I was sent here to get you." I knew she was scared. Everyone that knew of my past was scared of me. I chuckeld at her fear.

"Yes Charlene, I know I'm wanted. I know that you have to take me back to King Raymond. And you think I'm going to go willing?" I pulled out my machete. "Well, the only way I'll go with you is if I'm dead. And that's a promise." I knew she couldn't kill me. I'd be worthless dead. Charlene backed off and turned back to her truck.

From over her shoulder she shouted back to me, "Suzette, I'll get you one day. And you'll never see it coming." I laughed and turned to walk be on the road that was gone. I started to walk as I heard a boy cry from the bushes next to me. His scream pierced my ear drums. He was being attacked by something. I quickly drew out my machete and threw it at the brush, praying I didn't hit the poor boy. I quickly ran over and checked on him. He was ok. A little shaken and crying but ok.

"What happened?" I asked him as I gave him a hand to get up. I could tell by the look in his eyes that he was hurt for me killing his dog. I knew how he felt. Having something so close to you just being killed right in front of you. It was a painful thing but it makes you stronger. He explained everything to me how Samuri , the dog's name, was fine one second and then crazy the next.

"By the way, my name's Suzette. What's your's?" I tried to start up a conversation but it was pointless. This kid was obviously upset over me killing his dog so I started to walk on but he didn't follow. He was still holding the body of Samuri in his arms like a baby. I walked over to him.

"Dude, letting go of him is the best thing you can do. If you keep mourning his death, you're just going to go crazy and forget everything.You seem like a good kid and I don't want to see that happen to you." I tried to comfort him but it was pointless.This kid obviously was in love with this dog. I got up and walked away from him. I had to go on. I couldn't stand to see another person die. So I walked on down the road, hopeing nothing else could happen to me in one afternoon..

[Excessum]

"When the Earth will lose it's God,
The dead will rise and the stars will fall from the sky"
- old highland prophecy

Name: - (usually called the Devil, poltergeist, ghost etc, but you can just call him the Bedeviler (BD) )
Age: 20
Height: -
Weight: -
Weapon: -
Occupation: Wondering spirit
Appearance: He's a ghost... invisible, you know... but sometimes you can see his true shadow when he obsesses someones body.
Description: Bedeviler died long time before the nuclear showdown. He felt down from a cliff in the highlands, his body died but his mind remained bound to this world. In the time of war all the suffering and pain around him brought some of his senses back... in a crippled way...
There's nothing much this entity can remember about the life before his death, that is why he counts his age from the day he died. From all the blurry memories he has, he remembers training in a highland monastery, some beautiful sights of long-forgotten cities and a boy without a face.
Lifestyle: Now he wonders around the world without any sleep or rest, searching for places and people who could wake his memories, but by some reason he is losing his strength all the time. To recharge his vital powers, he needs to take over someones body and mind and every time he does that, his crippled minds dark side wakes up and Bedeviler loses control not only over him self, but over his victim as well... at least for a while...

... The blood will be shed and the bodies burned ...

"I need some rest," BD thought while approaching a ruined city: "I guess that this will be lifeless as all the other ones i have seen for the last few weeks"
"Mmm... I sense some movement near that old church," he rejoiced and flew to the source of life-full warmth"
It was Yamato who was playing with his dog while walking in-to the ruined town...
"Yeeesss, he will do just fine. BD is coming, little boy, ha ha." But as the thirsty soul of long-dead warrior approached his next victim, he realized that the past few weeks had taken too much out of him and he will not have enough strength to take over this dirty, but still very strong-looking wanderer.
"Damn, the critter along him will have to do the trick." Samurai whined, felt on the ground and started to shake spasmatically.
"Samurai, what's wrong with you boy?" Yamato yelled as he rushed to his old friend. Samurai calmed down in couple of seconds, stood up and gave Yamato a look he had never seen from his dog before.
"You scared me to death Samurai, are You ok?" The Young man asked his friend and reached his hand to stroke the old dogs head. But in return he did not receive the usual friendly bark- Samurai bared his teeth and started to snarle sinisterly. Yamato drawed back his hand in (very legitimate) fear. Dog slowly moved forward Yamato with the same grim look on his face. Yamato made a step back and tripped over a skull that was lying on the ground.
"Samura... wtf?" he yelled, but no swearing could stop this beast. The dog stopped, made a short howl, like a true samurai when running in the battle and suddenly jumped on Yamato. Yamato tried to resist while this beast was trying to bite his neck, but he could not make himself use his dagger towards his only friend. He struggled for couple of minutes, then managed to throw his dog few steps away. Samurai shooked his head as he just had came out of the water and prepared to jump on his former master once more. Yamato pulled out his dagger, wiped away his tears and Samurai's salaiva from his face and prepared to finish this battle... but luckily for him, he did not need to kill his friend as a machette rammed in-to Samurai's body while he was in mid-air, jumping towards Yamato...

Bedeviler had to leave this fast dying body and he did not care about the cause of this interruption... For now.

*** hmm... not quite bloody enough, but should do just fine for starters, huh? ***

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I called out to her "wait!" she turned and I smiled a small but noticable smile. First one in years. "thanks, thanks for saving me" i said. I got up slowly and followed her. "im Yamato. Sammy was everything I had left. But I'm glad he died, took him away from this hell. He deserved better. And so do i!" I pulled out my equalizer in hopes of killing myself, as i held the big blade to my throat Suezette grabbed it away with one swift move so quick it was almost invisble. "Don't do that... walk with me Yamato, I'll keep you safe" she said. Made me feel weak thinking some girl was gonna keep me safe, but she seemed trustworthy... and strong. I tried to kill a squiral for dinner so we could eat, I didnt catch it, she did. She was such an amazing fighter, god help anyone who fought with her. I was almost in awe that such a pretty girl could kick so much ass. We spent the night in the bombed out church, it was hers before it happened, she went every sunday. We told stories about our lives before the bomb, and I almost cried. I never told my story, i had noone to tell it to ever. It felt good to somewhat have a friend. But what she didnt know was that back before the bomb she was on my school bus, and i sorta had a crush on her back then, but that was pointless now. Now its just survival, and we needed eachother to survive, actually it was more like I needed HER to survive. The next morning we continued down the broken road to absolutely nowhere...

[fuu]

" Whoa! The look in that girls eyes were frightning." Charlie said wipping a bead of sweat off her forehead. Then she smiled and began to laugh. She realized now that the girl was a survivor. "King Raymond, hahahahahahah She thinks I work for that clown." Charlie laughed. It would be a cold day in hell when that happens. A thought occured to her. King Raymond obviously wanted her and alive to boot, but Why? "That bastard! " Is he going to do to this girl what he tried to do to me?" "Hmph not my business." Tinkles whinned slightly at that comment. "What? You think I'm soft don't you boy." Charlie laughed. Tinkles barked in reply. Charlie hit the brakes hard and pulled a uturn. "I'm heading back. I want to fight that girl see what she is really made of and maybe...."


It took alittle time but Charlie finally caught up with them. Slowly pulling her truck up alongside the girl who was now traveling with a young man. Charlie stopped and got out, her staff gripped firmly in her hands. "I got to find out for myself , fight me!" Charlie said calmly. The girl was still frieghtning to behold but all this talk about the bastard Raymond, Maybe this girl was someone who wanted revenge as badly as Charlie did.

The Girl didn't speak but slowly pulled out a machettey and stared fiercly toward Charlie. The young man traveling with Suzette looke nervous and did not know what to do. "Sit down over there Cutie we won't take long so sit back and enjoy the show." Charlie said.

In the blink of an eye Charlie shot forward at a remarkable speed. Suzette startled but only for an instant bringing her machettey up to block Charlie's staff. Charlie ducked low and swept at Suzette's feet wiht a fierce kick. Suzette dodged and came back hard and fast Both women threw a right hook that could have shattered stone. Now both Charlie and Suzette slide back spraying up dust in their wake. Charlie wiped at the corner of her mouth surprised to see blood. Looking at the girl across from her with a small cut on her cheek Charlie began to laugh."Looks like a stale mate sweetie." The girl smiled but only very slightly. "Yes looks like we're evenly matched" Suzette said. Charlie had not had this much fun in quite sometime.

" I don't work for King Raymond nor will I ever. I only collect bounties for cash. A girls gotta eat you know." Charlie spoke. " You know what might be interesting seeing as a fight between the two of us would leave us both dead, I'll stop chasing you. I'll tell you my story and you tell me yours. Maybe just maybe you want revenge on the ass as much as I do." Charlie finished. Suzette only nodded in agreement but the truce had begun. The young man whose name was Yamato sat on the sidelines watching all of this unfold. His concern for Suzette was obvious but he was quite surprised at how well she handles herself. Tinkles Charlie's dog sat silently with the young man and reached over and licked his cheek. "Your a good boy." He said sadly missing Sammy terribly. He stood up and walked towards the girls. "Well if your gonna talk you can't talk out here in the open. Lets get in that truck of yours and find some shelter." Yamato said. The three climbed in and tinkles jumped in the back. Charlie Shifted hard into first and tore off down the road. "Now this is getting interesting" She thought........