Divergent: The forces of evil

[Vizual]

(sure)

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Okay thanks)

Grizzly:

She sat in the testing chair, waiting for her to start the test. Her palms start to sweat and she whipped them on her black pants.

[Vizual]

KATE

Kate heard her name being called, "Kate from Amity." The voice boomed, she knew what the girl said in the testing room, "Divergent, your Divergent. You must never tell, anyone. Your best choice is Dauntless, to learn to fight if someone finds out and tries to hurt you." Kate had thought long and hard about her decision, she went with her suggestion. Kate picked up the knife, the sharp blade cut her skin, she dripped the blood over the Dauntless podium. "DAUNTLESS!" The voice boomed yet again, the Dauntless section cheered, whooping and hollering. She smiled, then turned to see her Mother and Father and little brother in the Amity section. She closed her eyes, and blew a kiss to them. Her rosy cheeks smiled as she looked around at the other members of Dauntless.

FINN

Finn watched as one by one each person chose, he would stayed serious whenever the other Dauntless members started cheering for someone who chose Dauntless. He was surprised at the amount of people who chose the faction, being the leader, he had a lot of work to do with the people who joined. Finn shook his head, he knew some of the people coming to the Dauntless faction were Divergent. It pained him to say it, but people were on the lookout for Divergents. Finn was one of them, he had kept it a secret his whole life, never told anyone. Not even his parents, nor his sister. His parents were also born Dauntless, and so were his sister, but she gladly chose Candor.

[Vizual]

(can we start from where they are choosing their faction?)

[nyctomancy]

jackson sharp ;; dauntless chairman ;; divergent ;; tags; those in the dauntless faction

jacks sat back in his chair, his crisp green eyes focused solely on the podium, and the five bowels atop it. unlike his many of his factionmates, the candor-born remained silent as the sixteen-year old made their choices. he was surprised, by the sheer number of initiates choosing dauntless this year. but alas, not all will pass the test. his thoughts reminded him. only ten transfers can join the ranks of the brave. indeed. the man wondered if perhaps this year the choices might be a tad more difficult. but who was he to get sappy over what was to come? the chairman sat next to one of the leaders of the dauntless faction, jack loius. goshdarned, there's two guys and they're both named jack, lmao.

[limerence!]

(Yes, desired faction is where they want to move. And yes you can use the nickname. We also need Mini mods. Anyone wanna try out? )

Becca heared her name being called. She breathed in deeply, and walked confidently to the podium. She took the knife, and stared right at her mother as she cut her hand. She loathed her mother, and her mother loathed Dauntless. She'd show her. As Becca slid the knife down her hand, she shivered. She kept eye contact with her mother, and squeezed her blood onto the coals. [b]You will never hurt me again![/b] She thought, smirking. She strutted over to the dauntless group, greeted by Vidia.

[limerence!]

"Welcome, Rebecca! I'm going to be your inituation trainer." Vidia said. She walked up to Jackson, leaving Rebecca. "Odd how so many people are choosing Dauntless, eh?" She asked him. As the rest of Dauntless calmed down, she grabbed a small glass of wine, and chugged it, she knew that training all these teenagers was going to ware her out, why not get sober now.

[nyctomancy]

jackson sharp ;; dauntless chairman ;; divergent ;; tags; vidia, those in the dauntless faction

the brunette turned to face vidia as she approached, his green eyes cool. "hello vidia," he replied, ever the courteous gentleman. well, at least until someone pissed him off. he usually wasn't so nice then. at her remark on their numbers, the chairman couldn't help but nod. he agreed with the woman - it was quite unusual. "oh well, they'll learn the hard way when they don't all make it," replied the man, eyeing vidia's drink with undisguised envy. he wouldn't mind a drink as well, even if he was one who never went overboard on the alcohol.

[Vizual]

(I'm going to change the name to Finn.)

[kylo ren ,]

Georgette drummed her fingers on the table she sat on, waiting for her name to be called. Today she was leaving Amity for a new faction. She raised her hazel green eyes at the ceiling. "Georgette Beckham from Amity." The honey-blonde English girl's heart stopped. She stood up nervously and looked at her choices. She had always considered herself smart, but she was also daring and brave. She bit her lip and a drop of her own blood trickled down the knife blade. It fell quietly on the hot coals. The English girl raised her anguished look and swept a gaze around the public.