The Blank Slates [RP]

[TheSyren]

Name: Syren

Age: 19

Gender: Male

Faction (s): The Humans

Weapon (s) of choice: Through primal intuition and past experience, Syren has learned to fight with his bare hands to the extent of a master in hand to hand combat. If the situation demands that he use a weapon, he picks up something from around him or disarms an opponent and uses the said opponent's weapon.

Role in your respective society (doctor, soldier, politician, etc etc): Field Medic

Appearance (optional): Syren is a fairly tall, fair-skinned man with bright blue eyes and blonde, shoulder lengthen hair. His attire is never set to specifics, but he is usually seen in a black leather trench coat with golden wings engraved upon the back, leather boots with straps, fingerless gloves, and dark sunglasses.*

Bio (as brief, or as long as you’d like): Syren's past is that of an enigma. He knows many things about what he does and what he can do, such as how to go about setting a broken leg or how to defend himself from multiple attackers, but when it comes to what or who he is, there are very few things he does know. He know that he is human, yet he does not know his parents. He knows he was born alongside the ocean, but he does not know what an ocean looks like. And he knows he was named Syren, but he does not know who named him. He has chosen to give up finding out about his past and looks towards the future, putting his talents to good use inn order to find Pandora's Box is hopes that the answer to his past lies within.*

(hopefully this is satisfactory. It's the best I can do after working nine hours. -pouts-)

 

[DmarzDaMartian]

Name: Syren

Age: 19

Gender: Male

Faction (s): The Humans

Weapon (s) of choice: Through primal intuition and past experience, Syren has learned to fight with his bare hands to the extent of a master in hand to hand combat. If the situation demands that he use a weapon, he picks up something from around him or disarms an opponent and uses the said opponent's weapon.

Role in your respective society (doctor, soldier, politician, etc etc): Field Medic

Appearance (optional): Syren is a fairly tall, fair-skinned man with bright blue eyes and blonde, shoulder lengthen hair. His attire is never set to specifics, but he is usually seen in a black leather trench coat with golden wings engraved upon the back, leather boots with straps, fingerless gloves, and dark sunglasses.*

Bio (as brief, or as long as you’d like): Syren's past is that of an enigma. He knows many things about what he does and what he can do, such as how to go about setting a broken leg or how to defend himself from multiple attackers, but when it comes to what or who he is, there are very few things he does know. He know that he is human, yet he does not know his parents. He knows he was born alongside the ocean, but he does not know what an ocean looks like. And he knows he was named Syren, but he does not know who named him. He has chosen to give up finding out about his past and looks towards the future, putting his talents to good use inn order to find Pandora's Box is hopes that the answer to his past lies within.*

(hopefully this is satisfactory. It's the best I can do after working nine hours. -pouts-)

(Hey syren when your ready to make your concrete player and have pics put a post of your bio in the bio discussion one to and plus there plenty of groups to join if u like this is the link check it out it will help u catch surely helped me)

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[Hell Autarch]

Mayuri begins to move towards Ryth's office after he had discovered the secret of the Blue Eye Clan
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I might not be much active because my laptop stopped working and the iPad belongs to my sister

 

[Penguin]

*Kisuke just woke up and took a steaming hot shower, but he burnt himself*

Kisuke: Aw pickles! I am as red as a lobster!

I am burnt, the towel hurts against my skin. I am wet, and need to be dried; only anaswer is air. I need to remember those tornadoes by my house! Tornadoes!

*The tiniest Tornado, no stronger than the push of a hair-dryer appears by Kisuke and starts drying him off, then is dispersed*

Remember Florida, when I got burnt and had all the Aloe on me. It worked so well. Aloe!

*Kisuke is now covered in Aloe, and fell asleep again*

 

[Artemis81]

(Literally just woke up. I missed...
about 10 posts? Holy crap! I thought I'd miss more than that...)

 

[AppleJuice]

(Literally just woke up. I missed...
about 10 posts? Holy crap! I thought I'd miss more than that...)

(Same here. I was like da fuq?)

 

[Artemis81]

Artemis: finally reaches a town and chows down on some food from a restaurant she had stolen from.

 

[AlexUchina]

Akuta: -jumps from wall to wall as she gets up to a rooftop- very nice

 

[shycatgirl00]

Pyro leaps from tree to tree, holding her katanas tightly in each hand.

 

[Katachi]

Sitting on the table in front of Noemi was what she would recognize as a large porcelain plate containing nothing but perhaps what used to be a large portion of boar meat - spiced with parsley and sage, maybe even the slightest speck of rosemary, cooked at the finest temperature and garnished with just enough vegetables it made Noemi think twice before she took the first bite - was now a bunch of random bones scattered around not only the plate, but the entire dinner table.

Looking around the room, Noemi would find herself focused on one of the paintings on the wall; a fine conception of a modern-day family, bound in love of one another.
This family..they must be the happiest people on Earth.
The first thing about the painting that struck her was composition, and when she did notice that, she had realized what she had thought to herself earlier was no more than a laughing matter.
None of them were touching each other. The parents had 'disgust' written all over the faces, and they wouldn't look at the artist at all. Instead, they were staring down at their children, who looked as though they could burst out crying any second. The scenery was an ordinary room - nothing too much to be proud of, but at the same time, the family must've been rich enough to afford to be painted. Their clothes weren't particularly out-of-the-ordinary, either, neither was their hair. Come to think of it, the only 'rich' part of the painting was the frame that adorned it.
Was this even a family portrait. anyway?

Noemi sighed, pulling back on the wooden seat.

Noemi: Pearl, I need to go.

 

[shycatgirl00]

Pyro leaps out of the trees and walks inside of a building where she sees Noemi eyeing a picture. Pyro really didn't see what was that interesting about it but she did enjoy the colors used to paint the portrait. The colors were basic but when mixed together it made a blend of something that seemed amazing in Pyro's eyes. Too bad the people in the picture weren't happy. Pyro frowns a bit then turns to Noemi. A table was before her scoured in bones from the boar. Pyro assumed that Noemi had just finished eating when she entered and waves at Noemi after sheathing her katanas. "Hi. A-Are you feeling better?"

 

[Artemis81]

Name: Kyuubi
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Faction (s): Observers
Weapon (s) of choice: A sword of flickering flames.

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Role in your respective society (doctor, soldier, politician, etc etc): A student training to become a Guardian of Order.
Appearance (optional):

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Bio (as brief, or as long as you’d like): Kyuubi was originally a human. At the age of 13 she was captured by the Observers and half converted, however she was broken out by a rebelling group of Blank Slates. She joined them for a year, but then the group she was travelling with was captured and fully converted into Observers. Her only life goal is to become a Guardian of Order.

 

[Katachi]

Pyro leaps out of the trees and walks inside of a building where she sees Noemi eyeing a picture. Pyro really didn't see what was that interesting about it but she did enjoy the colors used to paint the portrait. The colors were basic but when mixed together it made a blend of something that seemed amazing in Pyro's eyes. Too bad the people in the picture weren't happy. Pyro frowns a bit then turns to Noemi. A table was before her scoured in bones from the boar. Pyro assumed that Noemi had just finished eating when she entered and waves at Noemi after sheathing her katanas. "Hi. A-Are you feeling better?"

Noemi glances over at Pyro with the most annoyed expression.

Noemi: Yeah, yeah, I'm doing fine.

She picks herself up, heavy from all that Boar she had finished up earlier.

Noemi: I need to head over somewhere. No use for me staying here. I'm a pickpocket. That's how I make a living. Not the best one..I have to admit - and I don't earn a lot - but it's something. And I have a feeling like Pearl can't keep baby-sitting me forever. Don't you think?

 

[Souji]

Mayuri begins to move towards Ryth's office after he had discovered the secret of the Blue Eye Clan
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I might not be much active because my laptop stopped working and the iPad belongs to my sister

Ryth: *in his office, getting ready to see the three off, sees Mayuri outside* Enter.

 

[shycatgirl00]

Pyro sighs and shakes her head. "You think she's babysitting you. I guess that means you haven't noticed what I have...." Pyro keeps her eyes on the ground as if she was staring at something that caught her interest. Pyro looks up just a little so that her dark blue eyes can be seen when she says, "Pearl knows where you are coming from.... I-I have a feeling she can relate to your problems..... As.....as if she went through them...."

 

[Katachi]

Pyro sighs and shakes her head. "You think she's babysitting you. I guess that means you haven't noticed what I have...." Pyro keeps her eyes on the ground as if she was staring at something that caught her interest. Pyro looks up just a little so that her dark blue eyes can be seen when she says, "Pearl knows where you are coming from.... I-I have a feeling she can relate to your problems..... As.....as if she went through them...."

Noemi: She is a human after all, isn't she?

Noemi forces a cattish smirk upon her face, which disappears within a couple of seconds. She then crosses her arms and faces away from Pyro. A childish habit.

Noemi: I don't even know who she is. Besides, I might be slowing her down. I'm useless. All I do is cry and behave like an utter child.

 

[Ghan]

(Be off for like a hour )

 

[shycatgirl00]

Pyro frowns and stares at Noemi's back. She'd rather do this than make eye-contact which she sucked at doing. "I don't think that's true.... I think you're just saying that.... You probably just want to leave but I don't see a problem with that. It-It's your own business anyway." Pyro readjusts the black ribbon in her hair as it becomes loose. She tightens it back up so that it keeps her long blue hair out of her face then starts to speak again, "The way you're talking... It...it kind of reminds me of how people say I act sometimes..."

 

[Katachi]

Pyro frowns and stares at Noemi's back. She'd rather do this than make eye-contact which she sucked at doing. "I don't think that's true.... I think you're just saying that.... You probably just want to leave but I don't see a problem with that. It-It's your own business anyway." Pyro readjusts the black ribbon in her hair as it becomes loose. She tightens it back up so that it keeps her long blue hair out of her face then starts to speak again, "The way you're talking... It...it kind of reminds me of how people say I act sometimes..."

Noemi sighs. She turns to Pyro again, this time, she looks straight into her eyes.

Noemi: ...look, sorry. But is this really right? I mean..uh.

She then stares at the sleeping Pearl, resting at one of the chairs, her head lolling right to left as she breathes.

Noemi thinks the last thing that Pyro told her, and tries to find one thing that reminds herself of Pyro. Then again, she doesn't really know Pyro all that well to compare herself to her.

 

[Irie]

(I'm so sorry for not replying last night! )
After Noemi left, PEarl started to clean up the dishes. After she had done the dishes, she take out a tiny glass pad, which asked for a retina scan.
Welcome Rowan
Holographic screens of information and databases filled her sight and followed her wherever she went.
"You said you had something for me"
A file loaded up on a screen in front of her and showed a few picture along with their names and details about them. She wonder what this was about, but she had an idea.
"I told you, I'm not an assassin. I specialize in undercover mission to retain information. I'm not going to kill anyone"
No, you have the wrong idea. This is an intel retrieval mission. You will have to meet up with another agent. He is currently situated in Neo York City.
"Another Agent you say"
Pearl sighs, just as when she though she could have a break.