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Posted 3 years agoHeya all, I'ma gonna be moving house for the most part. So there won't be much time for uploading stoof. awa;;
Or respond as quick, like before.
Eventually I will find temp places to stay, then until things are done. I can't do as much anymore. ^^;;
Or respond as quick, like before.
Eventually I will find temp places to stay, then until things are done. I can't do as much anymore. ^^;;
MY OC'S Entries + Back-Stories + Saemon/S-Ranks
Posted 7 years agoI hope that bastard on Tumblr, OCCritiques. Actually likes what I've done this time. Need I remind him I am very bad at writing anything, I almost got an F in English. I've tried my best. Especially with being under learning difficulties of Atypical Autism. I don't understand how to tell a story officially, let alone get my point across or talk well with people... So, instead of him taking the piss...If he wants to review them again, please do so. "POLITELY" This time...
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Anyone want to proof read it, highlight the mistakes, or use a different colour text underneath each paragraph.
Save a word document and then send it to me at fsb90sound[at]gmail.com . Kay?
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Hold Ctrl and F if you want to find them more easily. (Newly added: - Section Saemon . -
Then type Section, then either, Talia, Snow, Dusk or Frankie:
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If you want Saemon's back-story, comment.
*Winks.*
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Section Talia
Hair style: Talia has very very black hair that has a radiant shimmer, styled in a Hime cut, with a slight forehead fringe. The back of her hair meets about shoulder-length.
Eyes: She has eyes that are average for a young adult and has heterochromatic eyes.
Her left eye is hazel and her right is red.
Talia’s Height: 5'7.55’’
She has no accessories.
TALIA’S PERSONALITY:
She likes to/in general/do: Do mostly everything with Frankie,
Watching people do things, E.G play games. She likes to cook meals/dessert type food to please others, compliments (especially on her cooking), nearly all animals, watching interesting things on TV like the news, the latest gadgets/tech, games, new food/drinks, Anime/Manga. People similar to herself; (such as her eyes), she likes shopping to a degree, talking about anything when people have the time, specific clothing designs, drawing, Japanese; culture, language ETC.
When Talia is around people even strangers, she is as good with words an English teacher, also mostly has all of the positive behaviour traits of the human condition. She is mostly quiet but she isn’t shy to reply or answer, she gets along with pretty much everyone, as long as they get along with her.
She dislikes: Accidents, Hostility. (That happens towards her.)
She eats: Pretty much anything like; Curry, Sweets, Fruit, Chocolate, Brownies, Takeaways, Toffee apples, Chips, Rich meats. Mostly this is in sensible amounts.
Back-story:
To begin with her parents were to be expecting Talia as their new born child and live life independently.
From the start Talia’s Parents were: A Sovereign, known as LXC AKA Lady X Clan; leader of all the known most powerful clans of MAKOJEX.
As for LXC’S husband, His name is Damon, a master at the art of fencing and lord and supreme commander of the MAKOJEX defence force.
After Talia was born she was in the care of her mother for a while, not until Talia’s 1st birthday, did she see her father Damon again.
Damon being resurrected from the dead, had ties to settle.
During Talia’s care, Talia’s mother LXC; set up a Sitter faction just to keep Talia safe from anything. (Just because she can and just because the war is over, doesn’t mean they won’t be safe or not targeted any time soon.)
Also Talia had over 9 godfathers; and 11 Sitters, just in case anything happened.
(Again, It’s safety in numbers and just because she can.)
Talia came from a rich family:
As it got to Talia’s 1st birthday, Damon returned to give Talia a royal present, to remember him by. As the party went on, Talia at this age of 1, she was intelligent for her age. She could walk and notice things naturally as they came, she could even speak a bit.
During the party, something out of the ordinary was about to happen;
Talia felt something wrong, her whole tiny body was hit with something strong, as if she was poisoned. Even though Talia was a 1 year old, she knew something was wrong, her vision blurred. She stumbles as her vision took affect as it shock-waved through her small body. A servant nearby sees this and gets her to safety in a small room away from prying eyes and to avoid attracting attention worrying anyone.
Talia, at once, was in her own royal bathroom, she looked in the mirror, while being held in the servant’s arms, looking at it. She saw her eyes starting to change colour, stricken, she was in a phase of fear, almost traumatic, hurting like hell. Talia’s right eye iris began to turn Red, all she could do was just keep staring at the mirror and shiver in fear, as he right eye iris just turns red just with this unnatural feeling, the servant watching this watched in even more fear as all he could do was watch as if he was paralysed, he is very still.
The same started with her left eye iris began to turn Hazel. Gaining determined control she leaped out of the servants arms and she quickly grabbed a sharp object about to stab her eye. Talia tries this and fails, the right eye stops her right arm in a split second, she could tell this because the eye even though her eyes looked normal if you looked at her, she saw the mirror and it was glaring at her.
Her other eye; now red, was flaring burning red as it was alive, giving her an even more hellish glare than before. It was simple what it intended Talia not to do. Talia’s right eye somehow then forces her to drop the sharp object. Talia and her servant could only watch in fear as her left eye turns Hazel.
The event finally was over, her newly coloured right eye calmed down. Her left eye glimmers gently, as if the eye was saying “Don’t be afraid”.
Her father Damon, looking for her own daughter Talia, comes to the room she was in and her servant was just sitting their as if he saw a ghost, well…close… As he comes in Damon noticing his daughter Talia looking at the mirror.
”Are you okay sweetheart?” Damon questioned. “Your friends are…” Pausing in fear, Damon looking shocked as he saw his daughter’s eyes once was his eye colour, with his resemblance. “What happened? ~” Damon just grabs the servant shouting “Did you do this to her? ~” The servant quickly gets a grip of himself, “I didn’t do this! ~” He says with wide eyes. Damon checks on Talia immediately. “W-what is this?” He questions to himself. In sharp concern he sees nothing but Talia in a frozen stone state; he grabs Talia in a gentle fashion, shaking her a bit, gently.
Talia He shouts in huge concern and worry, “Talia my child, are you alright!? Please speak to me.” Talia looks up to her father tearing up, she just leapt into her daddy’s chest and hugged him, straight away, letting out her despair she had to experience almost alone. ”D...d...” Stuttering as she is trying to speak crying still.
”Yes,” Damon quotes, “I’m here for you.” as he hugs her.
Talia again trying to speak says, “D…..Da………..Dad…..”
In surprise and shock he repeats what she finally uttered “Dad?” He paused; a contented smile came across his face. “Your mother would be proud to hear that, he reassures her. “We should tell her.” “But.”, He stops for a second raising his hand in pronunciation. “It’s Daddy.~” “Now you try.”…
Da…….Daddy…"
In amazement and immense joy Damon just bursts and shouts “Yes! Well done.” As he then picks her up lunging her in the air, gently three times.
Talia laughs in amusement. Damon laughs with her as she is now joyful from the very unpleasant experience, which leads to why she has those eyes.
Finally that’s the experience, how Talia became Heterochromatic.
Her last points for the story:
With her personality being unique, it got better as she got older, besides being still shy, ETC.
From then on, Talia then gets sent to an alternate dimension as the grand foreseers predicted, to live independently on another Earth as she reaches eighteen years old.
Talia eventually meets Frankie, as Talia reaches her own age of today.
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Section Snow
She has: DARK BLACK, short cut hair.
The back of her hair will be just covering half her neck above shoulder length.
Snow has heterochromatic eyes too.
She has a young physical appearance, even though her condition makes her half her actual age, she looks 18 but is actually 36.
HER PERSONALITY:
She likes to/in general/do: Hang around with Frankie and Talia
Watching people do things, E.G play games. Anime/Manga, drawing.
When she is around people even strangers, she is mostly a pacifistic, gentle person, mostly shy and lost. She is mostly quiet and shy to answer.
She dislikes: Anything negative.
She eats: Sweets, Fruit and Chocolate. She would however, know how to eat healthy.
Her Height: 5'5.55’’
Back-story:
Snow is a child born with an “Alienonic” condition, as she once lived with her parent’s peacefully, as a new supernatural type of human. Snow’s parents looked after her for 30 years. During that time; their daughter ages slowly, yet, it never seemed natural at first. This would seem like forever to Snow’s parents.
Snow’s parents had nothing wrong with them so they thought; the problem wasn’t from birth either, what did it mean?
She was unique because of it; this was not a known thing, something didn’t add up.
They always did things for her, such as: Buy items, do her duties for her, she was treated as if she was the most important person on the planet, of-course to make sure Snow was happy.
Snow hardly ever did everything herself, she was home taught and she never had any time for any incident to be done by her own, she always was with a escort, for years on end, Snow’s parents did and tried everything to keep her secure, being very rich, they had to. Every now and then, Snow has some difficulty growing up, her body is just adjusting to her unique condition becoming able to adapt to the planet.
An example: Paralysis and physical changes, that weren’t permanent, a form of supernatural teenage years, her parents are believing this is doing her harm, when It’s just her body fighting off unique illness’s, adapting and aging becoming stronger.
They believe their daughter is dying, just like their son before.
Snow’s unnatural body meant that she stayed in all of her phases from baby to her teenage years; each process took x2 as long. By the time she aged to ten, he parents were twenty years old than she was. This is still permanent all of her life, in theory humans can live past 100; Snow on the other hand could see and age of 252. Her body being so unique she would have to get to the age of 200 before feeling any old age symptoms at all.
These effects were natural to Snow’s parents, given that, they know and experience Snow’s pain, since her parents had their son die of this condition, just before she was born. In every way, they think Snow is getting the bad side of the gene her brother did. Snow’s brother, died to unknown causes; Snow’s parents traumatised because of it, why did this happen to them, did they deserve it? Was it possible that Snow had this gene too?
The questions month after month, still had no answers, it was the just the same experiences. As of now, they just sit by and keep an eye on there daughter, they continue to review and observe; they know Snow felt lonely, no one to talk to her, no one to play with her, nothing much could be done but to pay, even pray for her happiness.
Snow’s parents are just convinced Snow will meet the same fate as her brother, Snow end up the same way as her brother.
Not being able to take the burden once again of their recent child dying.
They’d fake their deaths and sent Snow on a false errand, which was convincing enough. Snow on her 15th (30th) birthday is abandoned without her knowing.
Snow walks back up to the house being out on a set-up errand which was real enough to fool anyone; she enters the house with the door open as she found it and with an uneasy atmosphere, it was very scary and quiet, too quiet. Snow questions calls out to them. “Mum?” As she looks around she says again, “Daddy?” she enters a room and finds her parents, dead.
She gasps as she sees them, not at all crying. “Who did this to you?” She questions them, at her own attempt to make her feel better.
At this moment in time, both Snow’s mum and dad are outside. They just cry as they let their own child experience that, feeling what she’d feel right now, heavy guilt and sadness, depression even, wrecks them. They believed they had no choice; they had to abandon her and put her in expert care, being not able to take care of her themselves.
“She bought it.” The dad utters quietly, putting his hand on his face. “I know…y-you idiot…” The mum snivels to herself quietly, bashing the ground with her fists. In a rush to not get noticed, the dad pulls her gently. “Come on,” He mentions reassuringly, “Pull yourself together, we need make sure she gets taken care of, this is for what’s best for our Daughter remember…..for our Son…, god rest his soul.”
Slowly returning to normal Snow’s Mum nods and signals the SUN Operative to come in and act out his bit to make it look convincing and to take her away and start a new life. Snow is looking down to the floor in confusion just stares. Suddenly, an alarm goes off.
The SUN Operative kicks the door down and runs towards Snow, to react to the alarm as if this was the real thing. With Snow’s immediate attention she just looks up terrified and afraid. The officer pretending not to notice the corpses weren’t Snow’s parents, but actually looking like them.
“F***, d*** it…” He mutters to himself, so that she doesn’t hear him.
“I’m so sorry little girl,” He quotes. “The enemy has gotten away with it once again.” “We never intended this to happen, please come with me.” “It’s what your parents would have wanted.” He shuts off the alarm and closes of the area living only one exit. “We will come back for anything of highly personal value to you I promise.”
Snow gave one last look at her dead parents and says, “O-Okay officer.” Finally showing emotion, she looks back very sad and sorry to leave them like this and that nothing could have been done about it.
And so, Snow started out with everything, at what cost? Her parents were really kind to her, but even they were gone, so she believes.
Whatever she thought the reason was; it was all natural later; but why? Questions sometimes never get answered.
All her life she couldn’t help but notice she could be next, she remains in the protection of the S.U.N Clan for now, hoping to find answers for her parent’s death.
Afterwards:
To protect and care for her, in there own way; they shown how much they loved Snow by secretly helping her live here life, with discretion. (Snow’s parents)
THE SUN Operative from the S.U.N Clan took care of until she was 18 by look and 36 by age in theory. So who looked after her?
As of today; Snow is taken in by Dusk an 18 year old S-U-N Member, who volunteered because he had a similar life pattern to Snow.
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Section Dusk
His hair would be extreme dark gold with a short hairstyle, the hair would be like in the picture following:
His eyes would be black. He resembles Frankie a bit, but only by a bit, they aren't brothers.
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HIS PERSONALITY:
He likes to/in general/do: Play games. Manga, drawing. To keep his mind focused.
Dusk is the sort of person that rarely openly talks with other people unless needed, He is not a shy person but more of an individual type of person; a bit thoughtless or insistent if he has a goal or purpose to fulfil. His appearance is always seen with an expressionless or straight/emotionless/neutral face. When he is around people even strangers, he isn’t the most good natured, but tends to follow a good path, mostly very quiet and introverted, not always polite (rarely ever shy). He replies or answers but, prefers to be left alone a bit, unless it’s with someone he knows. Dusk wouldn’t completely not refuse to talk…only after an hour or so.
He dislikes: Talking about his parents or life.
He eats: He eats healthy, to improve mind, body and will.
His height would be: 5.85 feet and he is 18.
Back-story: This starts with their family at peace with him being 10, this happened when snow was 18 appearing the age of 9. By the time he was 10 she was 28 appearing the age of 14.
Dusk was among his Mum and Dad, a family at peace for a time being.
For years, information was past down to Dusk’s parents from the S.U.N CLAN, for money. Hesitantly 1 year before Dusk was born; they volunteered to use their bodies to lock their information away inside them once again, being too vital to put down anywhere, since the enemy is wasting no time looking for the clan. Not revealing their true intentions, The S.U.N CLAN unintentionally put them in danger later to come. The couple needed the money, to have a future again, to have the family they want. But the leader said, to get the information again from Dusk’s parents, they would need a mind key; to unlock whatever it was vital to the clan. They were told to go and never reveal the secrets and the secret to unlock this Intel to the enemy.
The clan’s last survivors didn’t make it out, not being from the clan, Dusk’s parents managed to escape, while the rest sacrificed their lives for hundreds yet to be destroyed. They aren’t fighters, from then on, they were alone.
Ten years had past; Dusk, being a 10 year old was smart, caring, strong and full of life as-well as normal, as you would like your child to be, a dream child. It was at the time they weren’t expecting it at all. Dusk’s mum calls Dusk, “Dusk food is ready!” Dusk then replies, “Kaaay.” He comes down, seeing his father come through the door, “Off you go.” He points. After they finished, a few hour had past, very quiet, but then suddenly, there was screaming the house shook like if an explosion went off, the village they were in was under attack. Stirred and frightened they huddle together, an instant later it all went black. A shadow was cast around the house, blurs of darkness swept across them all, you could hardly tell, from how dark it was. They were forced unconscious until the right time when the time was right. Dusk’s Father finally regains full awareness and consciousness, noticing he was standing normally. But, he couldn’t move, with his arms behind his back and his hands cuffed with invisible bindings. He looks around; he sees his Son, Dusk.
As he was looking at him, he now realises, he’s just regained consciousness himself, but has he. The atmosphere was dark enough just to see that people were there but not the surroundings.
He looks around for the person responsible, trying not to think about what’s happened to his family and his son in-front of him, he honesty doesn’t know what’s been done to him, what’s going on.
Once again, recovering from shock, he looks at his son on the ground, looking accurately; his son is trying to not loose consciousness, “Stay with me.” Dusk’s Dad tried to reassure him, Dusk just blinks repeatedly with no sight, like he was under some sort of poison, also breathing heavily. D.D (Dusk’s Dad.) determined to keep his boy alive, “Don’t you dare give up! ~” he shouts as if he noticed him, he now tries to break from his hold, and he doesn’t know what’s holding him.
This has to be the works of something supernatural, He then notices his wife as if she was chained up to a wall, looking unconscious. “Hey snap out of it!” He shouts in fear, but there is no answer from her. D.D, pulling a face as he thrusts his head down as if he we’re saying *Damn it*. Being really confused by this none of it makes sense, then he thought about it for a second, “Eleven years ago…” he just thought to himself, being quiet. He looks up once more with held in rage, and growls “OI! Whoever this is, can stop pulling this game.”
Finally an unknown voice laughs in reply “Aaaaahahahaha.” Which D.D, engages his voice with potent rage, “Shut it!” He says “I’m really not playing games, If I wasn’t restraint right now, and you’d not even be able to talk!”
Smoke comes from which D.D can tell is from his mouth and obviously looking like a big cigar, which the unknown voice replies “Cocky”, pausing, “Aren’t you.” aren’t you. D.D gives a stern look at the direction of the voice.
The person in the shadows not caring, even in the slightest, snaps his fingers, it was loud, in the very darkness this figure was in, and also as if it were magic Dusk begins to regain consciousness. “Wakey wakey kiddo” He jokes about. Dusk grunts and moans a bit, making noises.
D.D confidently said “Hey~” in reassurance. Dusk replies “Dad?” He looks to around as best he can. He then notices he’s bound to the floor, obviously by the magic, noticing his Dad, but then more importantly his Mother. Dusk cries out in an upset tone “MUM!?
D.D, trying to keep Dusk calm and joking a bit says, “I know, keep your mouth shut for now, I wouldn’t want to anger our guest.” The unknown voice gives an amused sound, “Hmmmmm?” Dusk, not noticing the person’s tone before, he sounded like the thing he once saw. He gasps looking at the direction of the voice “You.” He notices.
“Yes,” the shadow just taps the ash from his cigar into mid-air, not in a bothered way. “But you don’t know, do you, you’re about to loose your parents, because in this world, fools, don’t know their place, they should learn to give up…” Dusk looks on, just, shocked, not knowing what he’s on about; in reply to the son. “Yes, so you should be.” It’s like he read Dusk’s mind. The shadowy figure just questions his dad as if he just committed a crime.
“I’m getting sick of looking, where is it?” D.D in confusion replies “Huh? What are you talking about?” He questions, “Even if I did know, why would I help you!?” D.D says in an uncaring way. More smoke comes from the shadows, in a deep reply, “So, the SUNS have gotten to you as well.” “Humph.” The person in the shadows just grunts at them, and in a very bored voice.
“It’s really a Shame. It looks like your wife, isn’t going to wake up.” D.D replies in worry what do you mean? “I’m sorry for what I’m about to do.” He says in a sarcastic way, D.D looks down, in regret as if he knew what was coming next.
Dusk with extreme concern interrupts, the voice. “Please don’t hurt them! I’ll tell you anything.” The voice *sighs.* “Sure you would,” He says in a whatever tone. “You don’t know anything, since they wouldn’t have been able to tell you anyway, no matter how hard you tried to make them remember. Say bye now!” Dusk tries to say it in confusion, “B…? Even before he could speak the unknown voice from the shadows despairs along with a click of his fingers, Dusk then sees his parent’s go up in black flames. ”No! ~” Dusk cries out, crying himself. Out of nowhere the voice says “Tough, kid, that’s how the world works now, with all of us.” As if the shadow was still there, in the room.
Another click from the fingers just happened again. And so as Dusk was back at home with a note in his hand, the paper that he’s never seen the likes of. It said, “I’ve got your parents and there’s nothing you can do,” “Unless you give me what I wanted from your parents.” Dusk lastly, bares his teeth, crunching down, in a determined voice, he finally says. “I will get you back!” He walks off and prepares himself for the challenge that awaits him.
From then on:
Dusk never had an easy life: But he worked himself to death, to become somebody, to become an ICON of his parents.
After that event; he became introverted to others, now, he keeps to himself and reads and remains quiet.
Dusk as of now is settling into civilization, improving his mind, body and will.
In secret, he is now a part of a team/STG/ETC named the SUN’S, (Special Unknown Nemesis) who protects humanity by the will of the crest, the majority of unsurpassed, intrepid and the most undefeated people alive, no one stood up to one member and lived.
Dusk is as intelligent and the most best at combat anyone has ever seen, in the realm. Faults, were hardly ever reported, either that or the faults never could be.
He keeps training himself improving his mind and getting a better will out of both, he is exceedingly athletic in battle, he is more violent depending on the enemy, other than that, he always tries to hide and do things like a normal person for the time being, such as, P.E.
Dusk thinks his parents are presumed dead due to an unknown enemy, but he still tries his best to find his parents again.
As of now, his feeling’s towards
He sort of dislikes Frankie, likes Talia, very overprotective with Snow.
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Section Frankie
FRANKIE:
Clothing: (Since people keep asking…)
His casual wear would be a black mysterious hoodie always with the hood down. Underneath the hoodie would be a natural plain top in a really dark colour, such as: Gold, blue, red, yellow, black and brown single colours. (CHOOSE)
As for the lower body clothing, just a natural wear for the bottom preferably in those colours. (As for the foot wear just simple flats will do. If you choose anything else, please talk to me about it.)
My hair is 100% colour black, short hairstyle.
The eye colours are a very nice dark blue
Height is 6ft exactly.
PERSONALITY:
He likes to/in general/do:
Watching people do things, play games and watching TV programmes I like, the latest gadgets/tech, games, new food/drinks, Anime/Manga, drawing, Japanese; culture, language ETC.
(Before we continue, please note that the character is half based one me.)
When I’m around people even strangers, IDC as much really, I get on with my own thing so do they, if they want to have polite conversation, I do talk to them. I get along with people as long as they get along with me, I don’t like foreign people talking to me, I find it hard to understand they’re English accent sometimes, I never intend to upset the person of course.
Eats: Pretty much anything like; Curry, Sweets, Fruit, Chocolate, Brownies, Takeaways, Toffee apples, Chips, Rich meats.
I listen to, Calm, Beautiful, Epic, kinds of music; not much for actual music.
Back-story:
Frankie’s Parents Started Training there own son in the ways of the Blade and Gauntlet. Hopefully turning there own son into a capable person to defend himself, AKA Observer training. His parents were skilled assassins that both had to finish a war going on separate missions, they were the most capable of ending this threat once and for all, by infiltrating the enemy base and getting Intel and silently killing anyone in their way, the war was resolved fast, so everyone thought.
-Where the story starts with Frankie properly-
14 years in: Frankie’s Parents were to be targeted as well as there own son Frankie, they were to be killed off so the enemy had the upper hand to take over. This was also a revenge trip, on striking their base almost 15 years ago.
Frankie was rushed onto a shuttle by his Dad with his Mum shortly following, the shuttle was piloted by their most trusted friend, this was to give Frankie a new life, leaving the pilot with care of their son, and they passed contacts to him. The shuttle was fully prepared to take one important person to safety like it was first class, the last goodbye, Frankie had.
Frankie tries to stop his dad, shouting in confusion and wanting to help. “MUM, DAD, what’s going on!?~”
F.D (AKA FRANKIE’S DAD), “Go!”, as he holds onto his sword in a fierce way, “Get onto that shuttle we’ll hold them off!” He holds his blade glaring back at the incoming enemy, who was going to kill their only child, and so he slices him across the chest and slams the sword into his heart.
F.M (AKA FRANKIE’S MOM), reassuringly says, “Please my boy leave, get onto the shuttle and be safe.
(The shuttle will take him to Earth where Talia, Snow and Dusk, reside - the same alternate dimension Earth-.)
“B-But.” Frankie tries difficulty to speak, he tried to look tough for his parents, but tears come down his cheek any-way. F.D quotes, “Here my son take this,” Frankie’s Katana and 2 blades gets past to him, (the ones he uses later.) “I was going to give you this on your beginning of becoming a perfected fighter, but we didn’t expect this so soon.” F.D looks down in regret, “Dear, don’t forget your gift, quickly now.”
F.M nods, immediately exchanges her words wasting no time. “My boy, please have these gauntlets,” She passes Frankie’s Shadow Venom bladed gauntlets. (Frankie, again, also uses later.) “These were made by me along with best friend.” Tears just come down her cheek, “I gave them the last upgrades, be brave my boy.” Putting her hand on his face, she turns with F.F and they walk off.
Frankie cries out “Waaait!” F.D and F.M turn around finishing this, they both give their final words that Frankie ever heard again, “We love you……………”
The few tears run very slowly down both their cheeks, so their son won’t see, they turn around away from him quickly. Both of them run off and charge at their enemy and give their final battle cry piercingly enough to provoke and put fear into them, “Raaaaarrrgh!” They both shout storming off.
Just then the shuttle door closes, with Frankie thumping the glass, “No wait!” With his muffled shouting from the inside “MUM” Then following immediately, “DAD“, Giving the hint to the pilot and he says with regret, “Sorry lad, no can do, your parents told me to take you to safety and they meant it and I need to do my job, “I’m sorry, this must be done.” He hits the button to use an ascension jump to break the planets atmosphere, enough to get away from being attacked; the shuttle just bolts into space and safety. Frankie, never saw his parents again, hoping to see them one day, he curls up and waits, until he gets to the planet to start his new life.
2 years later: Frankie kept his parent’s weapons to there finest as they did give them to him. As he lived his life, it was just the worst until, one of his parent’s contacts took him in; respectfully he allowed weapons in his home just this once, and so the contact left him be and to live his life in his room and his new home. He then got a job by one of his other parent’s contacts to earn his upkeep and well being. He starts doing press ups to improve his upper-body and strength, along with free-running to improve his speed.
The guards are known to this and not to interfere, since his parent’s contacts told them, that the child wouldn’t cause any harm or break the law in any way.
Another 1+1/2 years later: Frankie starts taking on contracts and going on dangerous missions like his parents did, using the weapons they gave him. He collected Intel, as if he was going through what his parents did. These mirror images flowed by and it was not over, Frankie continues his training until the time comes, his time comes.
Another 6 months in: Frankie now owns his new house; Frankie finally had a chance to hang up his weapons that his parents gave him, on a display security case. Not hearing from his parents ever during the years.
Assuming that his parents were dead, he finds his own answers, not always in the politest fashion. Not giving up the fact that they might still be alive. If they were dead, he’d be only out for revenge.
Frankie leaves his home in search of more answers, leaving his mood behind now; he hopes to ask nicely this time. Once he gets to the town centre, he finds himself walking along side a high wall, leading up to a path and a road, going higher up into the sky region of town, known as the Sky district, where the most talented learn from, from there the views are best. He looked up, just wasting time, so he thought. He just saw some small object fall, this being odd; things don’t just fall from the sky, does it? As the saying goes, this had to of belonged to someone.
Looking up he sees this random girl having difficulty carrying her stuff, as there are too many things stacked awkwardly at once, just then the girl stumbles too much and then Frankie watching on notices she was about to fall, about a few 100 meters away, time was clicking, too late she was just beginning to fall off.
The alternate route was about 250 meters away. He plans this carefully as he got ready to grab hold of her; the unknown girl was now in free-fall, falling and screaming on the way down.
“Kyaaaaa!~” She stabs through the atmosphere, no one caring at all. So Frankie then free-runs across the town floor, he sees a wall. Frankie just runs up climbing, there are gaps in the building perfect for climbing upwards and to reach and catch the poor girl. Predicating it and in quick response Frankie jumps into her carefully to save her to an extreme extent, showing assurance, he reassures her, “I’m here!” he leaps grabbing hold of her, then jumps down with excellent skill. Frankie finds a nearby tree near the ground; he jumps on the very thick branch, from the building next to the high wall. Frankie then jumps to the ground with that Frankie is just holding that unknown girl in his arms, just then realizes how beautiful and cute looking she was, her hair hiding her face. Frankie just brushes it away, the girl still closing her eyes believing that she has met her doom, but wait, she’d being held by someone?
She opens her eyes looking how close she was, gazing at the floor, staring how close she was at the ground, with widened eyes, what is holding me she thought. Looking further up was some legs, obviously a person. She glances up to look at her rescuer, in confusion she tilts her head slightly to the side looking at him.
Frankie wanting to know if she is alright says, “Are you okay? ~” Frankie says in a very worried tone, to which the Unknown Female replies in a happy manner, nodding as she says “Arigato.” (Meaning, Thank, you, in, Japanese.)
Frankie quotes “Aaaah Japanese then?” He gives a handsome smile. The unknown girl replies, “Nah just a bit, I’m a beginner, myself.” “Kinda silly huh, I should have been a little more shaken.”
Then they both laugh in hilarity and of-course Frankie notices he hasn’t introduced himself properly at all, yet. “Oh yes um,” Frankie quote, returning to normal along with being serious and professional. “My name is Frankie, Nice to meet you and I’m glad you’re ok. I’m really glad I caught you.”
The unknown girl just remembers how serious that could have been that she was falling very fast. She gives a tiny scream; more or less came out as a squeak, replying. “Y-Yeah…again, thanks for saving me.” “I’m sorry, for being so careless.” She is finding it a bit hard to breath. “I may as-well at-least say my name.”
My name is Talia, So fortunate to meet you!” Talia says looking away from Frankie, in a bit of a panic.
Frankie pauses and quotes “Talia……Such a beautiful name.” Frankie now lost in thought, looks at her in a way that she is…pretty cute looking.
Talia, being embarrassed, she gave another shy and quiet squeak and immediately turns her face way and blushes hard. Frankie laughs in a kind way, “Don’t worry you have nothing to fear from me, giving off a really soothing aura as Talia can see with the power of her heterochromatic eyes.
Talia stares into his eyes, also lost in thought for a moment; she immediately regains her train of thought and replies “M-mmm.” Nodding as she pulls a content face. “OH!” She looks around, “M-m-m-m-my things.”
Frankie says, “I’m more worried about you, c-come on, you need to rest, I’ll call someone to collect and/or replace them for you. Looks like you could use some recovering after all of that.” Frankie now lets her down to the ground, “You look pretty shaken up too, I’ll call a doctor if you need one.”
Talia says in a shy way, “Um, I’m not sure if I need one, but okay, thank you very much.” Frankie suggests, “H-How about a tea at my place?” he looks away blushes a bit. Talia completely calm and feels at peace, she replies, “I’d like that…” Smiling at Frankie, as they both smile at each other and hold hands to walk back to his home, feeling ever safer with him around, things will get interesting.
Scenes go on from here. Three years now have passed of knowing each other, being the same age, understanding one another, like Frankie’s Parents were at their young age. They become girl and boy friend.
Talia now has Frankie on a different job in her company: That specializes in making her new line of clothing. Frankie now is lead 2nd manager.
Talia and Frankie; now live in a new finer accommodation, they do have their own places to live in, but I will only reveal those in the next storylines. Life is peaceful, yet Frankie still doesn’t know what happened to his parents?
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Section Saemon
-EDIT- His reference picture has been uploaded, again.
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I'd love to hear some comments, I really want to know what people think, all of my watchers please say. I'd love to know, question is. What do you think about Saemon's 6 -S- Ranks?
-EDIT- I've updated all of Saemon's 6 -S- Ranks, the most powerful under-boss's under his command.
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-EDIT- Another reference picture has been uploaded, please do not copy 100%...
-EDIT- His personality has been uploaded.
The time has come: To put my description journal on what Saemon looks like, the facial details are hard to describe so bare with me on that one, I will hopefully come back onto it, TBA.
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TO ALL COMMISSIONERS/REQUEST ACCEPTERS: Read this every now and then, even easier, a temporarily...watch would work fine. ("After you have read this, "you don't" have to do it, this is for people who don't mind doing it". I don't want people taking this, the wrong way).
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I have a reference but, DON'T COPY 100%!~
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(JUST SO WE'RE CLEAR, I "FOUND" THESE PHOTOS "NOT" STOLE THEM.)
(Anyone who wants to make a mess of things just leave it, or get blocked access to my profile.)
First off, if anyone wants to try and draw Saemon or one of his 6 under-boss's they are welcome to try.
First Underboss S Rank: His face consists of someone who is very young at first, but is quite mature in his own ways.
They say this was his photo, of what he roughly looks like, at his previous young age: https://goo.gl/photos/dwiZZtXXKQrCg9hw5
He acts shy a lot, to the opponent, especially females. His story line was when he was found by the fourth Underboss S Rank, 5 years before they met him and eventually, Saemon met him. He's been with Saemon since 5 years.
He has an elder brother although he died thanks to all the war years and years ago. They say this is what his older brother looked like: https://goo.gl/photos/i3zgNNkR4Ui848fZ6
They say this is what they looked like together: https://goo.gl/photos/HBVGjZW11W9ekXse6
Other than his powers we've seen only a few things of what he's capable of. Turns out this person is able to control the weather and only one type of weather, rain...
He can use any form of rain he wishes so long as it can be provided by the sky. So if the sky was polluted, also if it would rain, acid rain. Naturally, he would be able to summon acid rain on demand. Depending on his mood, is dependant on how powerful his attacks are, he is speedy but not as strong as many people. So close combat isn't his style. He usually gets the person distracted and slits their throats, before they can do anything about it.
Please watch out for this guy, he is one of the dangerous 6 S Ranks in the world. Be careful.
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Second Underboss S Rank: His face consists of someone who's seen battle and a lot of it. He's mostly looked upon as someone who is crazy and looks like a pro bodybuilder. He has blonde hair and has lots of scars, that have seen battle.
They say this was his photo, of what he roughly looks like: https://photos.google.com/share/AF1.....FaX0k3Z205aGx3
He's someone you don't want to mess with, he wiped out most of my officers in one blow, he's like some super-soldier. I never have seen such strength and speed. Luckily he's not any smarter than the average man, please if you meet him, don't tell him I said that. His abilities consist of mass regeneration and he cannot be destroyed in battle. I mean we fired a bloody tank shell shock missile at him and he was still able to move!~
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Please watch out for this guy too, he is one of the dangerous 6, S Ranks in the world. Be careful.
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Third Underboss S Rank: His face consists of someone looking 20-28 years old, also happens to be a magician.
IDK, much more, I couldn't get a full report...
They say this was his photo, of what he roughly looks like: https://photos.google.com/share/AF1.....hUcm5wWTVQUGl3
He looks convincing and not much of a threat. But, my men went crazy in a matter of seconds, also I'm not talking about their anger for the enemy. I'm talking about their minds. They started yelling, screaming and kicking. And I don't mean at this guy, they were in agony or something. I don't know what happened. It must of been some sort of trick. He casts black magic and can summon the dead, what...is...this...guy? He healed one of the enemy, the dead person got back up stronger than before, I'm guessing that soldier on the floor must of been, unconscious? At the time? None the less this guy is no joke, literately. I don't believe in magic, but he made me think were dealing with more than just brute force and weather changing, but sorcery too? I need a vacation...
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Please watch out for this guy also, he is one of the dangerous 6, S Ranks in the world. Be careful.
Fourth Underboss S Rank: His face consists of someone looking like someone who hasn't aged a day, let alone every hour, minute, second and millisecond of every day...He also has lightning bolt tattoos, one on each side of his face.
He looks like some warrior, what style of attack he uses...The person who tried to get his identity, got killed as soon as this enemy heard the photo-shot. God rest his soul, the sound of the camera gave him away. Luckily the camera was fitted with a device and we got the photo by fax...
The kid who took the photo died but not in vain...We got the photo, it was blurred but we got the picture: https://photos.google.com/share/AF1.....llWlJOVG9iQ2ln
This guy was lightning fast, so cold blooded too...most of my best men were killed in seconds, he didn't manage to get me, but I was lucky to outsmart him and get away, I thought that was it...I made it out alive but...I can't say the same about that camera kid, his first mission too...D-DAMN IT...sorry...
The reg-tablet finished recording. Soon after I entered the battlefield again, like I said I was lucky to get out alive first time. As soon as I got safe, I wanted to know what happened to my men. It sounded like faint jamming sound...accordingly my scout in the war-zone said "So fast, my men are falling...what kind of sorcery is this?" "They are dropping like flies some invisible bullets?" "I think things are being thro..." "Oh god I'm ne......................................"
The recording went off. That guy left like nothing happened, I heard a broad-casted message over the inter-comission channels. "Emergancy, help help!" "There's only one man, he's destroying our war reinforcements." "We can't hit him, we keep missing." "Send back-up! PLEASE!" "GAARGH!" ...Then...the enemy spoke. "Sorry, but it seems your operation has been cut short. Yes, I do know you're still there...there is a camera spying on you right now, I can see you. But you can't see me." ...This was bad... I got out of there yet a second time...I did but, before I could leave, I had to hide, I saw his clothing for a second, I couldn't get a good look at him, he knew I was hiding, but he decided to leave. Like it was some joke. IDC what people think but...
Please watch out for this guy, the same as the others, he is one of the dangerous 6, S Ranks in the world. Be careful.
Fifth Underboss S Rank: His face consists of someone in his 30's maybe...he looks like a blades-man, he looks thin framed, but his body is amazing to make up in combat.
They say this was his photo, we did the same tactic again, like the 4th S Rank, the guy didn't know thankfully:
https://photos.google.com/share/AF1.....p3YUxyRElUcWdn
Finding this guy wasn't easy, he usually worked alone, or he disappears without a trace, rarely ever seen. I thought "Coward." So I thought...He eventually showed his face, I tried to get a small assassination unit to kill him shoot him dead, then we were ordered, to jump in and kill him. I got some officers to come with me. We saw it just then...He was going to get shot. He took his blade out and he sort of tapped all the bullets shot at him, then fired them back like he had a gun of his own, using his sword somehow. It was like some magic trick, the bullets were as if, they were fired back at their pistols, jamming the guns, they couldn't fire again. He slaughtered them in seconds, then he turned to us. Thankfully the officers use swords too as-well as guns. They used their swords, I did too...Sadly we were no match, As soon as they dropped, he attacked me. I managed to match his speed and determination to deflect bullets to the users. Long enough to have reinforcements to come quickly, without the sound receiver I was holding, I would of been killed that day for sure. However...He stopped me from interrupting his retreat, giving me small cuts in vital limb places, it was so fast, faster than before... I couldn't stand or hold my sword...I had to fall and drop my weapon. The guy took off and ran, let alone dodged all the bullets, upon the counter-attack our forces sent. Later I got patched up at base, also much later, the same guy came to find our exact forces that helped me retreat and destroyed them with artillery and with two experts. Again I wish I could join those who died.
It's not fair that I lived, yet everyone else were killed in action. I must be needed for something before I go.
Perhaps it is fate...*Sigh.*
Please watch out for this guy too, he is one of the dangerous 6, S Ranks in the world. Be careful.
Sixth Underboss S Rank: His face...We couldn't see much of his face but, his hair and his eyes. It's like he has the experience of a 250 year old, that can't be right...So I thought...
They say this was his photo, of what he roughly looks like: https://photos.google.com/share/AF1.....RjQXlMT3hFS2xB
I save the best 'til last...however, even though this was my first job, I knew it was going to be tough. It wasn't my first mission per'say, but with the current faction I am with now, when I first joined them, that was my first with them. A few months ago, I was to scout the area, then watch the borders, be on guard duty, you know the boring stuff. I wanted more thrilling work, I soon regretted that choice. Our command centre received that they made a breakthrough, they found one of Saemon's base's. They managed to break through and they needed reinforcements to be on the way. Lucky or rather unlucky for me, I was in charge of the 2nd strike team. We got there, it was too quiet, then the enemies men got in first, we lost one soldier due to soldiers firing inside, the enemy spotted us. Must of been some invisible, thin tripwire...I heard nothing on the radio of the other men, I assumed the worst...
We managed to shoot back. Some of the enemy men were lazy so, I managed to shoot them first. Shortly after shooting them, I threw four grenades, a waste but worth it. One of then bounced somewhere vital. Those soldiers started to run, but by blowing up a nearby generator, short-circuiting, it took the power out. This blown up in the rest of the enemy soldiers faces, while they avoided the other grenades, the explosions sent them wide in the open.
"Still alive."
I told my men to fire at will, we dropped them quickly. I wish I was more discrete, a few minutes after entering securing the place I saw a blur, I thought I was seeing things. It was dark after-all. Even with our assault rifle flash-lights...It was hard to see. Suddenly the power went back on, in a strange fashion, like it was something supernatural. One of my men must of seen this guy, but he was provoked, to get himself blown up. He shot some gas tanks which blew up in sync, so did another one of my soldiers limbs. I heard one of my men scream in agony. I went to investigate, then I saw my men dying in-front of my eyes. All I could do was watch. He was attacking them like he was using magic? A gun? A sword? Bare-handed? It was crazy. The place was on fire. He dropped my last man, I think he drained his lifeforce...Then... He then turned to me, staring. I tried my best. But it wasn't enough...I tried hitting him hard to smash him to the floor. He blocked my battle-rifle, the bunt of my attacks. I had my gun knocked out of my hands. A split millisecond he grabbed me by the throat. So he kicked a man while he was down and said to me. "You......are weak..."
He then threw me into some gas-bottle tanks. Then disappeared like he was the fire and smoke. I was barely conscious, but then I saw the fire spread. With some strength out of no where, I dodged into something metal and hard but, the tank blew up as the fire got close. It made a wall collapse. Little did I know the thing metal and hard was another tank, a fuel tank. As soon as I tried to get up a tile fell on my head, giving me minor concussion. Long enough, so the tank explodes and sent me through the open gap of the wall, blowing the wall apart even more and I was knocked unconscious. The last thing I remember was when I was barely conscious, a medical team was thankfully sent to my rescue, I blacked out again. I woke up in hospital and did my report, the staff refused. I was adamant to let my commanding officer know what happened, he didn't blame me, he eventually walked off. I found out in the end Saemon and his men evacuated soon before the place blew up further. Disappointingly it was nothing more than a place for storage. I personalty want to kill that man. Knowing how unknown he is, I shouldn't even dreamt of taking up another task again after that. But crazy as I am, I continue my missions. So now you know the six S ranks of Saemon...
If anyone definitely watch out for this guy, he's killed dozens upon dozens, thousands upon thousands, he is one of the dangerous 6, if not the most strongest of the 6 S Ranks in the world. Be careful.
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Saemon:
First off clothing:
TBA.
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He has the same hairstyle and colour ask me. (Black.)
More like 3 but a little more of a fringe.
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His eyes: There are no colours currently, his eye are colourless but can change colour.
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His head shape and facial details: TBA.
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His arms and hands: Kinda like mine. (No reference, original was deleted by someone sorry.)
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His body type: (Like mine.)
Like this, but slightly more muscled.
Along with:
Anime male natural thin legs and natural feet and toes, like me.
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His Male Measurements: Mostly like me too.
Height is 6ft exactly.
CHEST: 35
WAIST: 28
HIP: 33
SHOE: 8.5-9
GLOVE: 8.5
Reference picture: To get an idea what he looks like, in his younger years: (PLEASE TO NOT COPY 100%!)
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His PERSONALITY:
He's not what you'd call good.
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Basically he likes people who share his views of the world and those who don't, he kills or gets his men to kill, for him.
He's one unstable guy, loves giving people death, blood, pain and pretty much anything negative and brutal. He is much more worse than the average Yandere, girl or boy; he would stab anyone or anything repeatedly if he didn't like them, or it, his Yandere look is one of the creepiest ever discovered, even though he looks like Frankie, he still pulls off being handsome, intelligent, dominant and sometimes kind to those who've had a similar life to him. Word of warning.
Both sides are bad, if you get taken in by him, you'd get converted. Refuse, he will outright kill you, he's thought of 1000's and 1000's of ways to kill people. My advice is don't even cross paths with him, if that's at all possible.
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If you were one of his soldiers, betray him or become useless to him. He's that cold hearted, to outright kill you, for failure.
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He likes to/in general/do:
He likes running his secret operations, around the world, planning his world domination of this planet. Co-ordinating his men to do assigned tasks, to do things without question, so he benefits from whatever the mission is.
(Those who fail their missions, be sure the enemy kills you first. Failure... IS NOT AN OPTION WITH SAEMON!~ )
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He enjoys being around his defences taking it easy, also likes seeing fighting, loyalty, the glory of battle, with blood and pain. He sometimes takes part himself, he always wins, whether his men let him or not.
If he sees that you let him win deliberately, you better fight like you mean it, letting him win deliberately, is worse than completely loosing the fight against him.
He occasionally goes around incognito looking for people who've had a similar life to him or just out on the streets, street gangs, loners, whatever he finds, he converts them all once he gets the chance.
He is an all grandmaster of death, choose to die? HE CAN ARRANGE THAT FOR YOU!~
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He eats:
Since he is one of the richest ever in the world, he can eat or drink pretty much anything he likes, if he doesn't love it, he eats it anyway, to show his appreciation, he stabs you, if he doesn't like it. If he does, he leaves without a word.
He pays the bill of-course, but if people question him when he doesn't, they will get killed too.
His taste in music:
Kinda like this OST: [link]
SAME RULES APPLY
Ask me in a note ( ) , I'LL send you the rules.
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Save a word document and then send it to me at fsb90sound[at]gmail.com . Kay?
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Section Talia
Hair style: Talia has very very black hair that has a radiant shimmer, styled in a Hime cut, with a slight forehead fringe. The back of her hair meets about shoulder-length.
Eyes: She has eyes that are average for a young adult and has heterochromatic eyes.
Her left eye is hazel and her right is red.
Talia’s Height: 5'7.55’’
She has no accessories.
TALIA’S PERSONALITY:
She likes to/in general/do: Do mostly everything with Frankie,
Watching people do things, E.G play games. She likes to cook meals/dessert type food to please others, compliments (especially on her cooking), nearly all animals, watching interesting things on TV like the news, the latest gadgets/tech, games, new food/drinks, Anime/Manga. People similar to herself; (such as her eyes), she likes shopping to a degree, talking about anything when people have the time, specific clothing designs, drawing, Japanese; culture, language ETC.
When Talia is around people even strangers, she is as good with words an English teacher, also mostly has all of the positive behaviour traits of the human condition. She is mostly quiet but she isn’t shy to reply or answer, she gets along with pretty much everyone, as long as they get along with her.
She dislikes: Accidents, Hostility. (That happens towards her.)
She eats: Pretty much anything like; Curry, Sweets, Fruit, Chocolate, Brownies, Takeaways, Toffee apples, Chips, Rich meats. Mostly this is in sensible amounts.
Back-story:
To begin with her parents were to be expecting Talia as their new born child and live life independently.
From the start Talia’s Parents were: A Sovereign, known as LXC AKA Lady X Clan; leader of all the known most powerful clans of MAKOJEX.
As for LXC’S husband, His name is Damon, a master at the art of fencing and lord and supreme commander of the MAKOJEX defence force.
After Talia was born she was in the care of her mother for a while, not until Talia’s 1st birthday, did she see her father Damon again.
Damon being resurrected from the dead, had ties to settle.
During Talia’s care, Talia’s mother LXC; set up a Sitter faction just to keep Talia safe from anything. (Just because she can and just because the war is over, doesn’t mean they won’t be safe or not targeted any time soon.)
Also Talia had over 9 godfathers; and 11 Sitters, just in case anything happened.
(Again, It’s safety in numbers and just because she can.)
Talia came from a rich family:
As it got to Talia’s 1st birthday, Damon returned to give Talia a royal present, to remember him by. As the party went on, Talia at this age of 1, she was intelligent for her age. She could walk and notice things naturally as they came, she could even speak a bit.
During the party, something out of the ordinary was about to happen;
Talia felt something wrong, her whole tiny body was hit with something strong, as if she was poisoned. Even though Talia was a 1 year old, she knew something was wrong, her vision blurred. She stumbles as her vision took affect as it shock-waved through her small body. A servant nearby sees this and gets her to safety in a small room away from prying eyes and to avoid attracting attention worrying anyone.
Talia, at once, was in her own royal bathroom, she looked in the mirror, while being held in the servant’s arms, looking at it. She saw her eyes starting to change colour, stricken, she was in a phase of fear, almost traumatic, hurting like hell. Talia’s right eye iris began to turn Red, all she could do was just keep staring at the mirror and shiver in fear, as he right eye iris just turns red just with this unnatural feeling, the servant watching this watched in even more fear as all he could do was watch as if he was paralysed, he is very still.
The same started with her left eye iris began to turn Hazel. Gaining determined control she leaped out of the servants arms and she quickly grabbed a sharp object about to stab her eye. Talia tries this and fails, the right eye stops her right arm in a split second, she could tell this because the eye even though her eyes looked normal if you looked at her, she saw the mirror and it was glaring at her.
Her other eye; now red, was flaring burning red as it was alive, giving her an even more hellish glare than before. It was simple what it intended Talia not to do. Talia’s right eye somehow then forces her to drop the sharp object. Talia and her servant could only watch in fear as her left eye turns Hazel.
The event finally was over, her newly coloured right eye calmed down. Her left eye glimmers gently, as if the eye was saying “Don’t be afraid”.
Her father Damon, looking for her own daughter Talia, comes to the room she was in and her servant was just sitting their as if he saw a ghost, well…close… As he comes in Damon noticing his daughter Talia looking at the mirror.
”Are you okay sweetheart?” Damon questioned. “Your friends are…” Pausing in fear, Damon looking shocked as he saw his daughter’s eyes once was his eye colour, with his resemblance. “What happened? ~” Damon just grabs the servant shouting “Did you do this to her? ~” The servant quickly gets a grip of himself, “I didn’t do this! ~” He says with wide eyes. Damon checks on Talia immediately. “W-what is this?” He questions to himself. In sharp concern he sees nothing but Talia in a frozen stone state; he grabs Talia in a gentle fashion, shaking her a bit, gently.
Talia He shouts in huge concern and worry, “Talia my child, are you alright!? Please speak to me.” Talia looks up to her father tearing up, she just leapt into her daddy’s chest and hugged him, straight away, letting out her despair she had to experience almost alone. ”D...d...” Stuttering as she is trying to speak crying still.
”Yes,” Damon quotes, “I’m here for you.” as he hugs her.
Talia again trying to speak says, “D…..Da………..Dad…..”
In surprise and shock he repeats what she finally uttered “Dad?” He paused; a contented smile came across his face. “Your mother would be proud to hear that, he reassures her. “We should tell her.” “But.”, He stops for a second raising his hand in pronunciation. “It’s Daddy.~” “Now you try.”…
Da…….Daddy…"
In amazement and immense joy Damon just bursts and shouts “Yes! Well done.” As he then picks her up lunging her in the air, gently three times.
Talia laughs in amusement. Damon laughs with her as she is now joyful from the very unpleasant experience, which leads to why she has those eyes.
Finally that’s the experience, how Talia became Heterochromatic.
Her last points for the story:
With her personality being unique, it got better as she got older, besides being still shy, ETC.
From then on, Talia then gets sent to an alternate dimension as the grand foreseers predicted, to live independently on another Earth as she reaches eighteen years old.
Talia eventually meets Frankie, as Talia reaches her own age of today.
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Section Snow
She has: DARK BLACK, short cut hair.
The back of her hair will be just covering half her neck above shoulder length.
Snow has heterochromatic eyes too.
She has a young physical appearance, even though her condition makes her half her actual age, she looks 18 but is actually 36.
HER PERSONALITY:
She likes to/in general/do: Hang around with Frankie and Talia
Watching people do things, E.G play games. Anime/Manga, drawing.
When she is around people even strangers, she is mostly a pacifistic, gentle person, mostly shy and lost. She is mostly quiet and shy to answer.
She dislikes: Anything negative.
She eats: Sweets, Fruit and Chocolate. She would however, know how to eat healthy.
Her Height: 5'5.55’’
Back-story:
Snow is a child born with an “Alienonic” condition, as she once lived with her parent’s peacefully, as a new supernatural type of human. Snow’s parents looked after her for 30 years. During that time; their daughter ages slowly, yet, it never seemed natural at first. This would seem like forever to Snow’s parents.
Snow’s parents had nothing wrong with them so they thought; the problem wasn’t from birth either, what did it mean?
She was unique because of it; this was not a known thing, something didn’t add up.
They always did things for her, such as: Buy items, do her duties for her, she was treated as if she was the most important person on the planet, of-course to make sure Snow was happy.
Snow hardly ever did everything herself, she was home taught and she never had any time for any incident to be done by her own, she always was with a escort, for years on end, Snow’s parents did and tried everything to keep her secure, being very rich, they had to. Every now and then, Snow has some difficulty growing up, her body is just adjusting to her unique condition becoming able to adapt to the planet.
An example: Paralysis and physical changes, that weren’t permanent, a form of supernatural teenage years, her parents are believing this is doing her harm, when It’s just her body fighting off unique illness’s, adapting and aging becoming stronger.
They believe their daughter is dying, just like their son before.
Snow’s unnatural body meant that she stayed in all of her phases from baby to her teenage years; each process took x2 as long. By the time she aged to ten, he parents were twenty years old than she was. This is still permanent all of her life, in theory humans can live past 100; Snow on the other hand could see and age of 252. Her body being so unique she would have to get to the age of 200 before feeling any old age symptoms at all.
These effects were natural to Snow’s parents, given that, they know and experience Snow’s pain, since her parents had their son die of this condition, just before she was born. In every way, they think Snow is getting the bad side of the gene her brother did. Snow’s brother, died to unknown causes; Snow’s parents traumatised because of it, why did this happen to them, did they deserve it? Was it possible that Snow had this gene too?
The questions month after month, still had no answers, it was the just the same experiences. As of now, they just sit by and keep an eye on there daughter, they continue to review and observe; they know Snow felt lonely, no one to talk to her, no one to play with her, nothing much could be done but to pay, even pray for her happiness.
Snow’s parents are just convinced Snow will meet the same fate as her brother, Snow end up the same way as her brother.
Not being able to take the burden once again of their recent child dying.
They’d fake their deaths and sent Snow on a false errand, which was convincing enough. Snow on her 15th (30th) birthday is abandoned without her knowing.
Snow walks back up to the house being out on a set-up errand which was real enough to fool anyone; she enters the house with the door open as she found it and with an uneasy atmosphere, it was very scary and quiet, too quiet. Snow questions calls out to them. “Mum?” As she looks around she says again, “Daddy?” she enters a room and finds her parents, dead.
She gasps as she sees them, not at all crying. “Who did this to you?” She questions them, at her own attempt to make her feel better.
At this moment in time, both Snow’s mum and dad are outside. They just cry as they let their own child experience that, feeling what she’d feel right now, heavy guilt and sadness, depression even, wrecks them. They believed they had no choice; they had to abandon her and put her in expert care, being not able to take care of her themselves.
“She bought it.” The dad utters quietly, putting his hand on his face. “I know…y-you idiot…” The mum snivels to herself quietly, bashing the ground with her fists. In a rush to not get noticed, the dad pulls her gently. “Come on,” He mentions reassuringly, “Pull yourself together, we need make sure she gets taken care of, this is for what’s best for our Daughter remember…..for our Son…, god rest his soul.”
Slowly returning to normal Snow’s Mum nods and signals the SUN Operative to come in and act out his bit to make it look convincing and to take her away and start a new life. Snow is looking down to the floor in confusion just stares. Suddenly, an alarm goes off.
The SUN Operative kicks the door down and runs towards Snow, to react to the alarm as if this was the real thing. With Snow’s immediate attention she just looks up terrified and afraid. The officer pretending not to notice the corpses weren’t Snow’s parents, but actually looking like them.
“F***, d*** it…” He mutters to himself, so that she doesn’t hear him.
“I’m so sorry little girl,” He quotes. “The enemy has gotten away with it once again.” “We never intended this to happen, please come with me.” “It’s what your parents would have wanted.” He shuts off the alarm and closes of the area living only one exit. “We will come back for anything of highly personal value to you I promise.”
Snow gave one last look at her dead parents and says, “O-Okay officer.” Finally showing emotion, she looks back very sad and sorry to leave them like this and that nothing could have been done about it.
And so, Snow started out with everything, at what cost? Her parents were really kind to her, but even they were gone, so she believes.
Whatever she thought the reason was; it was all natural later; but why? Questions sometimes never get answered.
All her life she couldn’t help but notice she could be next, she remains in the protection of the S.U.N Clan for now, hoping to find answers for her parent’s death.
Afterwards:
To protect and care for her, in there own way; they shown how much they loved Snow by secretly helping her live here life, with discretion. (Snow’s parents)
THE SUN Operative from the S.U.N Clan took care of until she was 18 by look and 36 by age in theory. So who looked after her?
As of today; Snow is taken in by Dusk an 18 year old S-U-N Member, who volunteered because he had a similar life pattern to Snow.
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Section Dusk
His hair would be extreme dark gold with a short hairstyle, the hair would be like in the picture following:
His eyes would be black. He resembles Frankie a bit, but only by a bit, they aren't brothers.
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HIS PERSONALITY:
He likes to/in general/do: Play games. Manga, drawing. To keep his mind focused.
Dusk is the sort of person that rarely openly talks with other people unless needed, He is not a shy person but more of an individual type of person; a bit thoughtless or insistent if he has a goal or purpose to fulfil. His appearance is always seen with an expressionless or straight/emotionless/neutral face. When he is around people even strangers, he isn’t the most good natured, but tends to follow a good path, mostly very quiet and introverted, not always polite (rarely ever shy). He replies or answers but, prefers to be left alone a bit, unless it’s with someone he knows. Dusk wouldn’t completely not refuse to talk…only after an hour or so.
He dislikes: Talking about his parents or life.
He eats: He eats healthy, to improve mind, body and will.
His height would be: 5.85 feet and he is 18.
Back-story: This starts with their family at peace with him being 10, this happened when snow was 18 appearing the age of 9. By the time he was 10 she was 28 appearing the age of 14.
Dusk was among his Mum and Dad, a family at peace for a time being.
For years, information was past down to Dusk’s parents from the S.U.N CLAN, for money. Hesitantly 1 year before Dusk was born; they volunteered to use their bodies to lock their information away inside them once again, being too vital to put down anywhere, since the enemy is wasting no time looking for the clan. Not revealing their true intentions, The S.U.N CLAN unintentionally put them in danger later to come. The couple needed the money, to have a future again, to have the family they want. But the leader said, to get the information again from Dusk’s parents, they would need a mind key; to unlock whatever it was vital to the clan. They were told to go and never reveal the secrets and the secret to unlock this Intel to the enemy.
The clan’s last survivors didn’t make it out, not being from the clan, Dusk’s parents managed to escape, while the rest sacrificed their lives for hundreds yet to be destroyed. They aren’t fighters, from then on, they were alone.
Ten years had past; Dusk, being a 10 year old was smart, caring, strong and full of life as-well as normal, as you would like your child to be, a dream child. It was at the time they weren’t expecting it at all. Dusk’s mum calls Dusk, “Dusk food is ready!” Dusk then replies, “Kaaay.” He comes down, seeing his father come through the door, “Off you go.” He points. After they finished, a few hour had past, very quiet, but then suddenly, there was screaming the house shook like if an explosion went off, the village they were in was under attack. Stirred and frightened they huddle together, an instant later it all went black. A shadow was cast around the house, blurs of darkness swept across them all, you could hardly tell, from how dark it was. They were forced unconscious until the right time when the time was right. Dusk’s Father finally regains full awareness and consciousness, noticing he was standing normally. But, he couldn’t move, with his arms behind his back and his hands cuffed with invisible bindings. He looks around; he sees his Son, Dusk.
As he was looking at him, he now realises, he’s just regained consciousness himself, but has he. The atmosphere was dark enough just to see that people were there but not the surroundings.
He looks around for the person responsible, trying not to think about what’s happened to his family and his son in-front of him, he honesty doesn’t know what’s been done to him, what’s going on.
Once again, recovering from shock, he looks at his son on the ground, looking accurately; his son is trying to not loose consciousness, “Stay with me.” Dusk’s Dad tried to reassure him, Dusk just blinks repeatedly with no sight, like he was under some sort of poison, also breathing heavily. D.D (Dusk’s Dad.) determined to keep his boy alive, “Don’t you dare give up! ~” he shouts as if he noticed him, he now tries to break from his hold, and he doesn’t know what’s holding him.
This has to be the works of something supernatural, He then notices his wife as if she was chained up to a wall, looking unconscious. “Hey snap out of it!” He shouts in fear, but there is no answer from her. D.D, pulling a face as he thrusts his head down as if he we’re saying *Damn it*. Being really confused by this none of it makes sense, then he thought about it for a second, “Eleven years ago…” he just thought to himself, being quiet. He looks up once more with held in rage, and growls “OI! Whoever this is, can stop pulling this game.”
Finally an unknown voice laughs in reply “Aaaaahahahaha.” Which D.D, engages his voice with potent rage, “Shut it!” He says “I’m really not playing games, If I wasn’t restraint right now, and you’d not even be able to talk!”
Smoke comes from which D.D can tell is from his mouth and obviously looking like a big cigar, which the unknown voice replies “Cocky”, pausing, “Aren’t you.” aren’t you. D.D gives a stern look at the direction of the voice.
The person in the shadows not caring, even in the slightest, snaps his fingers, it was loud, in the very darkness this figure was in, and also as if it were magic Dusk begins to regain consciousness. “Wakey wakey kiddo” He jokes about. Dusk grunts and moans a bit, making noises.
D.D confidently said “Hey~” in reassurance. Dusk replies “Dad?” He looks to around as best he can. He then notices he’s bound to the floor, obviously by the magic, noticing his Dad, but then more importantly his Mother. Dusk cries out in an upset tone “MUM!?
D.D, trying to keep Dusk calm and joking a bit says, “I know, keep your mouth shut for now, I wouldn’t want to anger our guest.” The unknown voice gives an amused sound, “Hmmmmm?” Dusk, not noticing the person’s tone before, he sounded like the thing he once saw. He gasps looking at the direction of the voice “You.” He notices.
“Yes,” the shadow just taps the ash from his cigar into mid-air, not in a bothered way. “But you don’t know, do you, you’re about to loose your parents, because in this world, fools, don’t know their place, they should learn to give up…” Dusk looks on, just, shocked, not knowing what he’s on about; in reply to the son. “Yes, so you should be.” It’s like he read Dusk’s mind. The shadowy figure just questions his dad as if he just committed a crime.
“I’m getting sick of looking, where is it?” D.D in confusion replies “Huh? What are you talking about?” He questions, “Even if I did know, why would I help you!?” D.D says in an uncaring way. More smoke comes from the shadows, in a deep reply, “So, the SUNS have gotten to you as well.” “Humph.” The person in the shadows just grunts at them, and in a very bored voice.
“It’s really a Shame. It looks like your wife, isn’t going to wake up.” D.D replies in worry what do you mean? “I’m sorry for what I’m about to do.” He says in a sarcastic way, D.D looks down, in regret as if he knew what was coming next.
Dusk with extreme concern interrupts, the voice. “Please don’t hurt them! I’ll tell you anything.” The voice *sighs.* “Sure you would,” He says in a whatever tone. “You don’t know anything, since they wouldn’t have been able to tell you anyway, no matter how hard you tried to make them remember. Say bye now!” Dusk tries to say it in confusion, “B…? Even before he could speak the unknown voice from the shadows despairs along with a click of his fingers, Dusk then sees his parent’s go up in black flames. ”No! ~” Dusk cries out, crying himself. Out of nowhere the voice says “Tough, kid, that’s how the world works now, with all of us.” As if the shadow was still there, in the room.
Another click from the fingers just happened again. And so as Dusk was back at home with a note in his hand, the paper that he’s never seen the likes of. It said, “I’ve got your parents and there’s nothing you can do,” “Unless you give me what I wanted from your parents.” Dusk lastly, bares his teeth, crunching down, in a determined voice, he finally says. “I will get you back!” He walks off and prepares himself for the challenge that awaits him.
From then on:
Dusk never had an easy life: But he worked himself to death, to become somebody, to become an ICON of his parents.
After that event; he became introverted to others, now, he keeps to himself and reads and remains quiet.
Dusk as of now is settling into civilization, improving his mind, body and will.
In secret, he is now a part of a team/STG/ETC named the SUN’S, (Special Unknown Nemesis) who protects humanity by the will of the crest, the majority of unsurpassed, intrepid and the most undefeated people alive, no one stood up to one member and lived.
Dusk is as intelligent and the most best at combat anyone has ever seen, in the realm. Faults, were hardly ever reported, either that or the faults never could be.
He keeps training himself improving his mind and getting a better will out of both, he is exceedingly athletic in battle, he is more violent depending on the enemy, other than that, he always tries to hide and do things like a normal person for the time being, such as, P.E.
Dusk thinks his parents are presumed dead due to an unknown enemy, but he still tries his best to find his parents again.
As of now, his feeling’s towards
He sort of dislikes Frankie, likes Talia, very overprotective with Snow.
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Section Frankie
FRANKIE:
Clothing: (Since people keep asking…)
His casual wear would be a black mysterious hoodie always with the hood down. Underneath the hoodie would be a natural plain top in a really dark colour, such as: Gold, blue, red, yellow, black and brown single colours. (CHOOSE)
As for the lower body clothing, just a natural wear for the bottom preferably in those colours. (As for the foot wear just simple flats will do. If you choose anything else, please talk to me about it.)
My hair is 100% colour black, short hairstyle.
The eye colours are a very nice dark blue
Height is 6ft exactly.
PERSONALITY:
He likes to/in general/do:
Watching people do things, play games and watching TV programmes I like, the latest gadgets/tech, games, new food/drinks, Anime/Manga, drawing, Japanese; culture, language ETC.
(Before we continue, please note that the character is half based one me.)
When I’m around people even strangers, IDC as much really, I get on with my own thing so do they, if they want to have polite conversation, I do talk to them. I get along with people as long as they get along with me, I don’t like foreign people talking to me, I find it hard to understand they’re English accent sometimes, I never intend to upset the person of course.
Eats: Pretty much anything like; Curry, Sweets, Fruit, Chocolate, Brownies, Takeaways, Toffee apples, Chips, Rich meats.
I listen to, Calm, Beautiful, Epic, kinds of music; not much for actual music.
Back-story:
Frankie’s Parents Started Training there own son in the ways of the Blade and Gauntlet. Hopefully turning there own son into a capable person to defend himself, AKA Observer training. His parents were skilled assassins that both had to finish a war going on separate missions, they were the most capable of ending this threat once and for all, by infiltrating the enemy base and getting Intel and silently killing anyone in their way, the war was resolved fast, so everyone thought.
-Where the story starts with Frankie properly-
14 years in: Frankie’s Parents were to be targeted as well as there own son Frankie, they were to be killed off so the enemy had the upper hand to take over. This was also a revenge trip, on striking their base almost 15 years ago.
Frankie was rushed onto a shuttle by his Dad with his Mum shortly following, the shuttle was piloted by their most trusted friend, this was to give Frankie a new life, leaving the pilot with care of their son, and they passed contacts to him. The shuttle was fully prepared to take one important person to safety like it was first class, the last goodbye, Frankie had.
Frankie tries to stop his dad, shouting in confusion and wanting to help. “MUM, DAD, what’s going on!?~”
F.D (AKA FRANKIE’S DAD), “Go!”, as he holds onto his sword in a fierce way, “Get onto that shuttle we’ll hold them off!” He holds his blade glaring back at the incoming enemy, who was going to kill their only child, and so he slices him across the chest and slams the sword into his heart.
F.M (AKA FRANKIE’S MOM), reassuringly says, “Please my boy leave, get onto the shuttle and be safe.
(The shuttle will take him to Earth where Talia, Snow and Dusk, reside - the same alternate dimension Earth-.)
“B-But.” Frankie tries difficulty to speak, he tried to look tough for his parents, but tears come down his cheek any-way. F.D quotes, “Here my son take this,” Frankie’s Katana and 2 blades gets past to him, (the ones he uses later.) “I was going to give you this on your beginning of becoming a perfected fighter, but we didn’t expect this so soon.” F.D looks down in regret, “Dear, don’t forget your gift, quickly now.”
F.M nods, immediately exchanges her words wasting no time. “My boy, please have these gauntlets,” She passes Frankie’s Shadow Venom bladed gauntlets. (Frankie, again, also uses later.) “These were made by me along with best friend.” Tears just come down her cheek, “I gave them the last upgrades, be brave my boy.” Putting her hand on his face, she turns with F.F and they walk off.
Frankie cries out “Waaait!” F.D and F.M turn around finishing this, they both give their final words that Frankie ever heard again, “We love you……………”
The few tears run very slowly down both their cheeks, so their son won’t see, they turn around away from him quickly. Both of them run off and charge at their enemy and give their final battle cry piercingly enough to provoke and put fear into them, “Raaaaarrrgh!” They both shout storming off.
Just then the shuttle door closes, with Frankie thumping the glass, “No wait!” With his muffled shouting from the inside “MUM” Then following immediately, “DAD“, Giving the hint to the pilot and he says with regret, “Sorry lad, no can do, your parents told me to take you to safety and they meant it and I need to do my job, “I’m sorry, this must be done.” He hits the button to use an ascension jump to break the planets atmosphere, enough to get away from being attacked; the shuttle just bolts into space and safety. Frankie, never saw his parents again, hoping to see them one day, he curls up and waits, until he gets to the planet to start his new life.
2 years later: Frankie kept his parent’s weapons to there finest as they did give them to him. As he lived his life, it was just the worst until, one of his parent’s contacts took him in; respectfully he allowed weapons in his home just this once, and so the contact left him be and to live his life in his room and his new home. He then got a job by one of his other parent’s contacts to earn his upkeep and well being. He starts doing press ups to improve his upper-body and strength, along with free-running to improve his speed.
The guards are known to this and not to interfere, since his parent’s contacts told them, that the child wouldn’t cause any harm or break the law in any way.
Another 1+1/2 years later: Frankie starts taking on contracts and going on dangerous missions like his parents did, using the weapons they gave him. He collected Intel, as if he was going through what his parents did. These mirror images flowed by and it was not over, Frankie continues his training until the time comes, his time comes.
Another 6 months in: Frankie now owns his new house; Frankie finally had a chance to hang up his weapons that his parents gave him, on a display security case. Not hearing from his parents ever during the years.
Assuming that his parents were dead, he finds his own answers, not always in the politest fashion. Not giving up the fact that they might still be alive. If they were dead, he’d be only out for revenge.
Frankie leaves his home in search of more answers, leaving his mood behind now; he hopes to ask nicely this time. Once he gets to the town centre, he finds himself walking along side a high wall, leading up to a path and a road, going higher up into the sky region of town, known as the Sky district, where the most talented learn from, from there the views are best. He looked up, just wasting time, so he thought. He just saw some small object fall, this being odd; things don’t just fall from the sky, does it? As the saying goes, this had to of belonged to someone.
Looking up he sees this random girl having difficulty carrying her stuff, as there are too many things stacked awkwardly at once, just then the girl stumbles too much and then Frankie watching on notices she was about to fall, about a few 100 meters away, time was clicking, too late she was just beginning to fall off.
The alternate route was about 250 meters away. He plans this carefully as he got ready to grab hold of her; the unknown girl was now in free-fall, falling and screaming on the way down.
“Kyaaaaa!~” She stabs through the atmosphere, no one caring at all. So Frankie then free-runs across the town floor, he sees a wall. Frankie just runs up climbing, there are gaps in the building perfect for climbing upwards and to reach and catch the poor girl. Predicating it and in quick response Frankie jumps into her carefully to save her to an extreme extent, showing assurance, he reassures her, “I’m here!” he leaps grabbing hold of her, then jumps down with excellent skill. Frankie finds a nearby tree near the ground; he jumps on the very thick branch, from the building next to the high wall. Frankie then jumps to the ground with that Frankie is just holding that unknown girl in his arms, just then realizes how beautiful and cute looking she was, her hair hiding her face. Frankie just brushes it away, the girl still closing her eyes believing that she has met her doom, but wait, she’d being held by someone?
She opens her eyes looking how close she was, gazing at the floor, staring how close she was at the ground, with widened eyes, what is holding me she thought. Looking further up was some legs, obviously a person. She glances up to look at her rescuer, in confusion she tilts her head slightly to the side looking at him.
Frankie wanting to know if she is alright says, “Are you okay? ~” Frankie says in a very worried tone, to which the Unknown Female replies in a happy manner, nodding as she says “Arigato.” (Meaning, Thank, you, in, Japanese.)
Frankie quotes “Aaaah Japanese then?” He gives a handsome smile. The unknown girl replies, “Nah just a bit, I’m a beginner, myself.” “Kinda silly huh, I should have been a little more shaken.”
Then they both laugh in hilarity and of-course Frankie notices he hasn’t introduced himself properly at all, yet. “Oh yes um,” Frankie quote, returning to normal along with being serious and professional. “My name is Frankie, Nice to meet you and I’m glad you’re ok. I’m really glad I caught you.”
The unknown girl just remembers how serious that could have been that she was falling very fast. She gives a tiny scream; more or less came out as a squeak, replying. “Y-Yeah…again, thanks for saving me.” “I’m sorry, for being so careless.” She is finding it a bit hard to breath. “I may as-well at-least say my name.”
My name is Talia, So fortunate to meet you!” Talia says looking away from Frankie, in a bit of a panic.
Frankie pauses and quotes “Talia……Such a beautiful name.” Frankie now lost in thought, looks at her in a way that she is…pretty cute looking.
Talia, being embarrassed, she gave another shy and quiet squeak and immediately turns her face way and blushes hard. Frankie laughs in a kind way, “Don’t worry you have nothing to fear from me, giving off a really soothing aura as Talia can see with the power of her heterochromatic eyes.
Talia stares into his eyes, also lost in thought for a moment; she immediately regains her train of thought and replies “M-mmm.” Nodding as she pulls a content face. “OH!” She looks around, “M-m-m-m-my things.”
Frankie says, “I’m more worried about you, c-come on, you need to rest, I’ll call someone to collect and/or replace them for you. Looks like you could use some recovering after all of that.” Frankie now lets her down to the ground, “You look pretty shaken up too, I’ll call a doctor if you need one.”
Talia says in a shy way, “Um, I’m not sure if I need one, but okay, thank you very much.” Frankie suggests, “H-How about a tea at my place?” he looks away blushes a bit. Talia completely calm and feels at peace, she replies, “I’d like that…” Smiling at Frankie, as they both smile at each other and hold hands to walk back to his home, feeling ever safer with him around, things will get interesting.
Scenes go on from here. Three years now have passed of knowing each other, being the same age, understanding one another, like Frankie’s Parents were at their young age. They become girl and boy friend.
Talia now has Frankie on a different job in her company: That specializes in making her new line of clothing. Frankie now is lead 2nd manager.
Talia and Frankie; now live in a new finer accommodation, they do have their own places to live in, but I will only reveal those in the next storylines. Life is peaceful, yet Frankie still doesn’t know what happened to his parents?
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Section Saemon
-EDIT- His reference picture has been uploaded, again.
-EDIT, please read- Has anyone got anything to say?
I'd love to hear some comments, I really want to know what people think, all of my watchers please say. I'd love to know, question is. What do you think about Saemon's 6 -S- Ranks?
-EDIT- I've updated all of Saemon's 6 -S- Ranks, the most powerful under-boss's under his command.
"Please read with respect."
-EDIT- Another reference picture has been uploaded, please do not copy 100%...
-EDIT- His personality has been uploaded.
The time has come: To put my description journal on what Saemon looks like, the facial details are hard to describe so bare with me on that one, I will hopefully come back onto it, TBA.
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TO ALL COMMISSIONERS/REQUEST ACCEPTERS: Read this every now and then, even easier, a temporarily...watch would work fine. ("After you have read this, "you don't" have to do it, this is for people who don't mind doing it". I don't want people taking this, the wrong way).
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I have a reference but, DON'T COPY 100%!~
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(JUST SO WE'RE CLEAR, I "FOUND" THESE PHOTOS "NOT" STOLE THEM.)
(Anyone who wants to make a mess of things just leave it, or get blocked access to my profile.)
First off, if anyone wants to try and draw Saemon or one of his 6 under-boss's they are welcome to try.
First Underboss S Rank: His face consists of someone who is very young at first, but is quite mature in his own ways.
They say this was his photo, of what he roughly looks like, at his previous young age: https://goo.gl/photos/dwiZZtXXKQrCg9hw5
He acts shy a lot, to the opponent, especially females. His story line was when he was found by the fourth Underboss S Rank, 5 years before they met him and eventually, Saemon met him. He's been with Saemon since 5 years.
He has an elder brother although he died thanks to all the war years and years ago. They say this is what his older brother looked like: https://goo.gl/photos/i3zgNNkR4Ui848fZ6
They say this is what they looked like together: https://goo.gl/photos/HBVGjZW11W9ekXse6
Other than his powers we've seen only a few things of what he's capable of. Turns out this person is able to control the weather and only one type of weather, rain...
He can use any form of rain he wishes so long as it can be provided by the sky. So if the sky was polluted, also if it would rain, acid rain. Naturally, he would be able to summon acid rain on demand. Depending on his mood, is dependant on how powerful his attacks are, he is speedy but not as strong as many people. So close combat isn't his style. He usually gets the person distracted and slits their throats, before they can do anything about it.
Please watch out for this guy, he is one of the dangerous 6 S Ranks in the world. Be careful.
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Second Underboss S Rank: His face consists of someone who's seen battle and a lot of it. He's mostly looked upon as someone who is crazy and looks like a pro bodybuilder. He has blonde hair and has lots of scars, that have seen battle.
They say this was his photo, of what he roughly looks like: https://photos.google.com/share/AF1.....FaX0k3Z205aGx3
He's someone you don't want to mess with, he wiped out most of my officers in one blow, he's like some super-soldier. I never have seen such strength and speed. Luckily he's not any smarter than the average man, please if you meet him, don't tell him I said that. His abilities consist of mass regeneration and he cannot be destroyed in battle. I mean we fired a bloody tank shell shock missile at him and he was still able to move!~
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Please watch out for this guy too, he is one of the dangerous 6, S Ranks in the world. Be careful.
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Third Underboss S Rank: His face consists of someone looking 20-28 years old, also happens to be a magician.
IDK, much more, I couldn't get a full report...
They say this was his photo, of what he roughly looks like: https://photos.google.com/share/AF1.....hUcm5wWTVQUGl3
He looks convincing and not much of a threat. But, my men went crazy in a matter of seconds, also I'm not talking about their anger for the enemy. I'm talking about their minds. They started yelling, screaming and kicking. And I don't mean at this guy, they were in agony or something. I don't know what happened. It must of been some sort of trick. He casts black magic and can summon the dead, what...is...this...guy? He healed one of the enemy, the dead person got back up stronger than before, I'm guessing that soldier on the floor must of been, unconscious? At the time? None the less this guy is no joke, literately. I don't believe in magic, but he made me think were dealing with more than just brute force and weather changing, but sorcery too? I need a vacation...
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Please watch out for this guy also, he is one of the dangerous 6, S Ranks in the world. Be careful.
Fourth Underboss S Rank: His face consists of someone looking like someone who hasn't aged a day, let alone every hour, minute, second and millisecond of every day...He also has lightning bolt tattoos, one on each side of his face.
He looks like some warrior, what style of attack he uses...The person who tried to get his identity, got killed as soon as this enemy heard the photo-shot. God rest his soul, the sound of the camera gave him away. Luckily the camera was fitted with a device and we got the photo by fax...
The kid who took the photo died but not in vain...We got the photo, it was blurred but we got the picture: https://photos.google.com/share/AF1.....llWlJOVG9iQ2ln
This guy was lightning fast, so cold blooded too...most of my best men were killed in seconds, he didn't manage to get me, but I was lucky to outsmart him and get away, I thought that was it...I made it out alive but...I can't say the same about that camera kid, his first mission too...D-DAMN IT...sorry...
The reg-tablet finished recording. Soon after I entered the battlefield again, like I said I was lucky to get out alive first time. As soon as I got safe, I wanted to know what happened to my men. It sounded like faint jamming sound...accordingly my scout in the war-zone said "So fast, my men are falling...what kind of sorcery is this?" "They are dropping like flies some invisible bullets?" "I think things are being thro..." "Oh god I'm ne......................................"
The recording went off. That guy left like nothing happened, I heard a broad-casted message over the inter-comission channels. "Emergancy, help help!" "There's only one man, he's destroying our war reinforcements." "We can't hit him, we keep missing." "Send back-up! PLEASE!" "GAARGH!" ...Then...the enemy spoke. "Sorry, but it seems your operation has been cut short. Yes, I do know you're still there...there is a camera spying on you right now, I can see you. But you can't see me." ...This was bad... I got out of there yet a second time...I did but, before I could leave, I had to hide, I saw his clothing for a second, I couldn't get a good look at him, he knew I was hiding, but he decided to leave. Like it was some joke. IDC what people think but...
Please watch out for this guy, the same as the others, he is one of the dangerous 6, S Ranks in the world. Be careful.
Fifth Underboss S Rank: His face consists of someone in his 30's maybe...he looks like a blades-man, he looks thin framed, but his body is amazing to make up in combat.
They say this was his photo, we did the same tactic again, like the 4th S Rank, the guy didn't know thankfully:
https://photos.google.com/share/AF1.....p3YUxyRElUcWdn
Finding this guy wasn't easy, he usually worked alone, or he disappears without a trace, rarely ever seen. I thought "Coward." So I thought...He eventually showed his face, I tried to get a small assassination unit to kill him shoot him dead, then we were ordered, to jump in and kill him. I got some officers to come with me. We saw it just then...He was going to get shot. He took his blade out and he sort of tapped all the bullets shot at him, then fired them back like he had a gun of his own, using his sword somehow. It was like some magic trick, the bullets were as if, they were fired back at their pistols, jamming the guns, they couldn't fire again. He slaughtered them in seconds, then he turned to us. Thankfully the officers use swords too as-well as guns. They used their swords, I did too...Sadly we were no match, As soon as they dropped, he attacked me. I managed to match his speed and determination to deflect bullets to the users. Long enough to have reinforcements to come quickly, without the sound receiver I was holding, I would of been killed that day for sure. However...He stopped me from interrupting his retreat, giving me small cuts in vital limb places, it was so fast, faster than before... I couldn't stand or hold my sword...I had to fall and drop my weapon. The guy took off and ran, let alone dodged all the bullets, upon the counter-attack our forces sent. Later I got patched up at base, also much later, the same guy came to find our exact forces that helped me retreat and destroyed them with artillery and with two experts. Again I wish I could join those who died.
It's not fair that I lived, yet everyone else were killed in action. I must be needed for something before I go.
Perhaps it is fate...*Sigh.*
Please watch out for this guy too, he is one of the dangerous 6, S Ranks in the world. Be careful.
Sixth Underboss S Rank: His face...We couldn't see much of his face but, his hair and his eyes. It's like he has the experience of a 250 year old, that can't be right...So I thought...
They say this was his photo, of what he roughly looks like: https://photos.google.com/share/AF1.....RjQXlMT3hFS2xB
I save the best 'til last...however, even though this was my first job, I knew it was going to be tough. It wasn't my first mission per'say, but with the current faction I am with now, when I first joined them, that was my first with them. A few months ago, I was to scout the area, then watch the borders, be on guard duty, you know the boring stuff. I wanted more thrilling work, I soon regretted that choice. Our command centre received that they made a breakthrough, they found one of Saemon's base's. They managed to break through and they needed reinforcements to be on the way. Lucky or rather unlucky for me, I was in charge of the 2nd strike team. We got there, it was too quiet, then the enemies men got in first, we lost one soldier due to soldiers firing inside, the enemy spotted us. Must of been some invisible, thin tripwire...I heard nothing on the radio of the other men, I assumed the worst...
We managed to shoot back. Some of the enemy men were lazy so, I managed to shoot them first. Shortly after shooting them, I threw four grenades, a waste but worth it. One of then bounced somewhere vital. Those soldiers started to run, but by blowing up a nearby generator, short-circuiting, it took the power out. This blown up in the rest of the enemy soldiers faces, while they avoided the other grenades, the explosions sent them wide in the open.
"Still alive."
I told my men to fire at will, we dropped them quickly. I wish I was more discrete, a few minutes after entering securing the place I saw a blur, I thought I was seeing things. It was dark after-all. Even with our assault rifle flash-lights...It was hard to see. Suddenly the power went back on, in a strange fashion, like it was something supernatural. One of my men must of seen this guy, but he was provoked, to get himself blown up. He shot some gas tanks which blew up in sync, so did another one of my soldiers limbs. I heard one of my men scream in agony. I went to investigate, then I saw my men dying in-front of my eyes. All I could do was watch. He was attacking them like he was using magic? A gun? A sword? Bare-handed? It was crazy. The place was on fire. He dropped my last man, I think he drained his lifeforce...Then... He then turned to me, staring. I tried my best. But it wasn't enough...I tried hitting him hard to smash him to the floor. He blocked my battle-rifle, the bunt of my attacks. I had my gun knocked out of my hands. A split millisecond he grabbed me by the throat. So he kicked a man while he was down and said to me. "You......are weak..."
He then threw me into some gas-bottle tanks. Then disappeared like he was the fire and smoke. I was barely conscious, but then I saw the fire spread. With some strength out of no where, I dodged into something metal and hard but, the tank blew up as the fire got close. It made a wall collapse. Little did I know the thing metal and hard was another tank, a fuel tank. As soon as I tried to get up a tile fell on my head, giving me minor concussion. Long enough, so the tank explodes and sent me through the open gap of the wall, blowing the wall apart even more and I was knocked unconscious. The last thing I remember was when I was barely conscious, a medical team was thankfully sent to my rescue, I blacked out again. I woke up in hospital and did my report, the staff refused. I was adamant to let my commanding officer know what happened, he didn't blame me, he eventually walked off. I found out in the end Saemon and his men evacuated soon before the place blew up further. Disappointingly it was nothing more than a place for storage. I personalty want to kill that man. Knowing how unknown he is, I shouldn't even dreamt of taking up another task again after that. But crazy as I am, I continue my missions. So now you know the six S ranks of Saemon...
If anyone definitely watch out for this guy, he's killed dozens upon dozens, thousands upon thousands, he is one of the dangerous 6, if not the most strongest of the 6 S Ranks in the world. Be careful.
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Saemon:
First off clothing:
TBA.
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He has the same hairstyle and colour ask me. (Black.)
More like 3 but a little more of a fringe.
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His eyes: There are no colours currently, his eye are colourless but can change colour.
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His head shape and facial details: TBA.
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His arms and hands: Kinda like mine. (No reference, original was deleted by someone sorry.)
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His body type: (Like mine.)
Like this, but slightly more muscled.
Along with:
Anime male natural thin legs and natural feet and toes, like me.
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His Male Measurements: Mostly like me too.
Height is 6ft exactly.
CHEST: 35
WAIST: 28
HIP: 33
SHOE: 8.5-9
GLOVE: 8.5
Reference picture: To get an idea what he looks like, in his younger years: (PLEASE TO NOT COPY 100%!)
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His PERSONALITY:
He's not what you'd call good.
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Basically he likes people who share his views of the world and those who don't, he kills or gets his men to kill, for him.
He's one unstable guy, loves giving people death, blood, pain and pretty much anything negative and brutal. He is much more worse than the average Yandere, girl or boy; he would stab anyone or anything repeatedly if he didn't like them, or it, his Yandere look is one of the creepiest ever discovered, even though he looks like Frankie, he still pulls off being handsome, intelligent, dominant and sometimes kind to those who've had a similar life to him. Word of warning.
Both sides are bad, if you get taken in by him, you'd get converted. Refuse, he will outright kill you, he's thought of 1000's and 1000's of ways to kill people. My advice is don't even cross paths with him, if that's at all possible.
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If you were one of his soldiers, betray him or become useless to him. He's that cold hearted, to outright kill you, for failure.
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He likes to/in general/do:
He likes running his secret operations, around the world, planning his world domination of this planet. Co-ordinating his men to do assigned tasks, to do things without question, so he benefits from whatever the mission is.
(Those who fail their missions, be sure the enemy kills you first. Failure... IS NOT AN OPTION WITH SAEMON!~ )
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He enjoys being around his defences taking it easy, also likes seeing fighting, loyalty, the glory of battle, with blood and pain. He sometimes takes part himself, he always wins, whether his men let him or not.
If he sees that you let him win deliberately, you better fight like you mean it, letting him win deliberately, is worse than completely loosing the fight against him.
He occasionally goes around incognito looking for people who've had a similar life to him or just out on the streets, street gangs, loners, whatever he finds, he converts them all once he gets the chance.
He is an all grandmaster of death, choose to die? HE CAN ARRANGE THAT FOR YOU!~
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He eats:
Since he is one of the richest ever in the world, he can eat or drink pretty much anything he likes, if he doesn't love it, he eats it anyway, to show his appreciation, he stabs you, if he doesn't like it. If he does, he leaves without a word.
He pays the bill of-course, but if people question him when he doesn't, they will get killed too.
His taste in music:
Kinda like this OST: [link]
SAME RULES APPLY
Ask me in a note ( ) , I'LL send you the rules.
