mr. anonymous's - roleplay ideas

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Or I'll find your roleplay and inform a mod about this. Alright? Alright.


Everything will be on differen't posts.

[koegami]

© to me and me only
Pm me if you are literate, or semi-literate. And is very active.
Newer perople that are here for the rp's are greatly appreciated.
But anyone can PM me. Regarding this. I really want to move from
Semi-lit to literate, and rping with a literate person would help greatly.
I can write as much as you can. And I'm on every day. For hours at a time.

You must play the female, and the dog.... can it be a dog like this
The male that i'm playing is a werewolf. Have some knowledge of those.
The male is a Lycan based werewolf, and they go to school. I'll pm you the detils.

Plotline is below.

You wake up to your fire alarm blaring it's warning call, as you see nothing but a whiteish-grey smoke filled bedroom. Your dog was whining loudly as it licks your face in worry and destress, you cough as you hear the sounds of fire trucks and ambulances getting louder and closer. Jumping it of bed, you run to your bedroom door and - out of panic, terror and fright, you open the door, burning both hands and coming face-to-face with a fire-engulfed hallway. Your in a two story building and your only exit now is through the window. Hearing shouting and yelling, you position yourself on the ledge, only to slip and fall off the edge. Your dog barks from somewhere above, but your falling. And fast. You let out a 'whoosh' of breath, when you feel open arms catch you. Opening your eyes, you look into ice-blue eyes and a hooded face. You notice how the hair covers one side of the person's face and afew strands block parts of the other - visible eye. The person sets you down a safe distsnce from the house. Gasping, you rememmber your retired, and disabled army dog was still inside. You shout at the policemen, EMT's and firefighters that your dog was still inside. You felt heart-broken when one of them shouted that the house was going to collapse. And there wasn't time to go back in. You jerking your head towards a quick moving silhouette a few feet away, running towards the burning building. You scream as the figure ran in, and about as fast as it ran in, the house gave way and collapsed. Running to the rubbish, you frantically dig around, burining your hands, and filling your throat with the ash and smoke that filled the area around you. You felt a gentle Licking on your hand, and you turn to see what the source of it was. Through crying and blurry vision, you see your dog, wagging it's tail happily. You scream, but not in terror, in pure happiness. Embracing your buddy, you look around for the person who ran inside. But you did not see them. Crying once more, you thought that they had been crush inside. But to your surprise, you catch a figure running into the woods, with what looks like a bloodied scar on their hip. Smiling, you picked up your ash covered dog, and moved towards the EMT personel. Thinking about that unexpected friend, and if you knew them at all.

[koegami]

© to me and me only
Pm me if you are literate, or semi-literate. And is very active.
Newer perople that are here for the rp's are greatly appreciated.
But anyone can PM me. Regarding this. I really want to move from
Semi-lit to literate, and rping with a literate person would help greatly.
I can write as much as you can. And I'm on every day. For hours at a time.

Plotline is below.

roleplay is copyrighted to me. don't steal. or i'll report you. i had already announced this.

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★ ＷＥＬＣＯＭＥ ＴＯ ÐЯЄΛMSϾΛPЄ.－ ＧＲＯＵＮＤ ＺＥＲＯ． ★

ｗｉｌｌ ｙｏｕ ｂｅ ｊｏｉｎｉｎｇ ｕｓ ｔｏｄａｙ ａｔ ｄｒｅａｍｓｃａｐｅ ？

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haven't you ever been to ÐЯЄΛMSϾΛPЄ before? you haven't? that's odd. i thought all mortals knew about this world. anyways, ÐЯЄΛMSϾΛPЄ can only be entered by going to the ICDC. the International Cross-Species ÐЯЄΛMSϾΛPЄ Corporation as they like to call themselves. it's kind of why we call them that in the first place. anyways, the "ÐЯЄΛMSϾΛPЄ" is a place like no other. it's a totally new dimension it has all these weird creatures, Vampires, Werewolves, Demons, Angels, Goblins, Zombies, you name it, they've got it. it was suppose to be a new experiment, but really, they finally decided to open it to teenagers. you wouldn't believe how much fun it is to go there. you can make friends with those creatures. if their nice enough anyways. really, their so shy, you'd think the place is deserted, but really you'd have to look hard though. and if you do you'd defiantly find them in the shadows or sometimes in or around houses and other buildings. some of the workers there that come in daily from the lab to check on them, actually train them, like to speak the English language, and you'd believe all the different cultures they'd originated from. everywhere. you can learn alot about them. Trust me. the ÐЯЄΛMSϾΛPЄ is the major attraction. it's almost like Halloween town, but every day and night. it's amazing.

But ever since the last day the ICDC closed down the program, at random times, those creatures came through. there are portals opening up everywhere. and i mean EVERYWHERE. they'd come and just demolish anything and everything, like they had forgotten everything ÐЯЄΛMSϾΛPЄ has taught them over the years. they seem in pain for some reason, sometimes the werewolves would come out saying ridiculous and unnatural things, like their listening to nothing but their own instincts, and sometimes their conscience. the ICDC has been down for a few years, and it's like they don't know, and wonder why they haven't come back. but now it seems that their just bloody angry. a few 4 chosen people two males, two females, have decided to go back to the Program. all of them have some experience in operating the ICDC technology and have some background with he creatures living there. but the only thing is where are these portals coming from, what has gotten them so angry, and how do we make them see that ÐЯЄΛMSϾΛPЄ isn't gone forever.

[koegami]

© to me and me only. Pm me if you are literate, or semi-literate. And is active. Newer people that are
here for the rp's are greatly appreciated. But anyone can PM me. Regarding this. I can write as much
as you can. And I'm on every day. For hours at a time.

Plotline is below.

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"would you believe me if i told you?"

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plot-line is a wip. sorry.

[koegami]

© to me and me only. Pm me if you are literate, or semi-literate. And is active. Newer people that are
here for the rp's are greatly appreciated. But anyone can PM me. Regarding this. I can write as much
as you can. And I'm on every day. For hours at a time.

I'm having 6 places. Males are the Shifters, and females are the humans. NO ACCEPTIONS. I reserve a shifter. The shifters are the: Dalmation - open to reserve, German Shephard - reserved by me. And, The Saint Bernard - open to reserve. Reserve by pm only. 3 human slots. All open to reserve.

Plotline is below.

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All these great and beautiful caninies working in different areas to help save people's lives. German Shepherds as the great police force's k-9 squad. Beagles, Bloodhounds, Golden Retrievers, and other species as the k-9 bomb and drug finding dogs. Saint Bernards as the main Search and Rescue dogs, Dalmations as the main firehouse dogs and the mascots of the fire stations around the globe. They were and still aare well known and most associated with each area. Some turn out to be service, military, and nursing dogs as well. Some can be used as loyal companions and friends. Some help us get through the good times and bad, but they all remain our most beloved f r i e n d s. So let me ask you this... what if your p a r t n e r was.... injured... severely...?? And that's were the story begins.

What if your partner.... what if you thought your partner was gone? Dead? Because of one stupid mistake. One mistake that could have possible killed your best friend. you would have never understood the true meaning of friendship until that very day. the one day that was going to haut you for many years to come. you had awaken to your alarm going off, your morning alarm at 6:30 am. You groaned as your buddy licked your face eagerly, making you wake up slowly. Sitting up, you looked around your bedroom, before looking at your clock. Grabbing it, you shut it off and got ready for work. Getting there, as soon as you walked through the doors the alarms went off. Your partner was barking loudly, alsmot excited for the alarm to go off on your first day back to work. Grabbing your gear, you through it on and headed for the main entrance. Running out, you head for the scene of the incident.

You see a large blazing fire, and what looked like to be a mushroom cloud overhead. Jumping out of your vehicle, you race for the doors. Breaking down the doors, your dog runs inside, barking like a mad dog. Running inside after them, you see that the foundation and everything around it was looking about ready to collapse. Looking around and coughing madly you squint your eyes and looking around at the ember and flame-filled building. You were thrown back as Part of the building exploded and a forcefull cloud of debris and other materials knocked you back. Getting up shakily, you run out as you hear that the building was going to collapse any moment. You barely make it out, but scream as the building went down, dog and important partner still inside, and probably crushed. You tear up and cry out as they searched through the rubble for any sighs of surviors. You looked at a comrad as they told you the grim News. You jerk your head to the side, listening intently for a moment before getting up and running towards the rubble.

Digging and throwing debris, glass, and other material to one side, you dig up your dog. Barely alive, but breathing. Calling the vet, you run to the ambulance and jump inside, relaxing just abit when you headed towards the vet's office. Getting there in less then 10 minuets, you wait for the doctor to come out of the surgical/ operating room. Once he comes out, he tells you it'll be a few days before your buddy has fully recovered. Sighing in relief, you get up and follow the vet to see your friend. Sitting beside them, you pet their ear and spend as much time as you can with them. Getting up after awile you walk out of the vet's feeling a littlee skiddish as to leving your friend there overnight. Sighing, you return afew days later, to pick them up, and take them home. Later that night, you come upstairs to find your ''buddy'' in a jumbled mess under the covers of your bed.

Pulling them off, you scream as you see not a canine's body, but a humans body in their place. Your friend opened their eyes before speaking. ''Don't say anything. I died my best, even if it was my last rescue.''

[koegami]

this story is for my pseudo form William -- all ideas are credited to me do not steal or re-word for yourself -- tagging William [first POV] and Reno

Blood Shed

Bang.

A cry of pain came from somewhere outside my cell. The sirens blared loudly, time to go.

Bang, bang.

More cries, more screams, enough distractions to get out unheard. I stood up, preparing to move.

Bang, bang, bang.

I flinched; it was like an ongoing onslaught. Enough sounds to wake even the stillest of the dead.

Click, click.

No more ammo, time to run. I picked up my feet and started for the door, a collapsed and bleeding guard not even in front of me, dying before my eyes. I smirked. Good riddance. I hopped over him and went off down the corridor. The others were let out, distracting guards, getting themselves killed or shot. Good boys. Distract them.

I saw someone up head, motioning for me to follow. In a black suit. It’s a Guard. No, it’s a friend. The tag. Don’t forget the tag. A SEAL, Reno, my friend. “Come on, boy, this way!” the figure called. I was hesitant, but I reluctantly followed. He seemed friendly. When we passed to the elevator I was heading inside before the black cloaked figure held a paw to my chest.

I hissed at him. Narrowing my eyes on him. He didn’t seem afraid, shaking his head no. “Elevator’s down. Come this way.” He was motioning to a shoot. A garbage shoot. It would lead me, I mean us, to safety. I followed him; he pushed me on through first. He followed behind. We got out; I thought I’d never see the light again. The clouds came rolling through. I think I spoke too soon.

One
It was all nice and quiet, no one here to disturb me. I was in my own little world. No one here to bother me, no one there to control me, all me, no others. I had siblings, or so the voices led me to believe. I once lived peaceful. No one to fear but fear itself. And the occasional dog that came by, ma said I had Cynophobia, or a fear of dogs.

I was sure I was stuck with it after I had a run in with the neighborhood Rottweiler.

Two

work in progress

[koegami]

this story is for my pseudo form William -- all ideas are credited to me do not steal or re-word for yourself -- tagging William [first POV] and Reno

lab rescue
I was inside a tube filled with water. I could see all there was to see, and yet I couldn't move. I was held there at bay. Like an animal caged with no escape. I felt funny; flushed, hot. Probably from a fever. They most likely had pumped me with more drugs again. Testing everything. The monitors beeping on the outside sounded like gurgled screeches from inside here. It was annoying and making my head hurt immensely. I saw a shadowed figure moving through the lab area, knocking out scientists and going to the control panel responsible for my tank. The black figure pressed a few keys and walked towards my tank. Their face was hidden from my sight, and I couldn't help but to feel threatened by this unknown man.

Something beeped from inside my tube and the water level started to fall. Once there was no water inside my tube, my face mask unconnected from my face with a hiss and I was able to breathe in the cool, dry air I needed. Not this prefiltered oxygen from those oxygen tanks beside my tube. I was standing, and my tube door slid open with a hiss. I stepped out, the restraining chains and cuffs on my writs and ankles clattering as I took a step out. My legs wobbled and my knees gave out from under me. The man that had been standing by my tube came to me, catching me and wrapping his arm around my shoulder and mine around his. He felt strong. The flex of his muscles underneath whatever gear he was wearing showed true power.

He helped me walk with ease. Before I fully opened my eyes and swivled my head to see what I could see. The man's hair was shaggy and thick, spread out about his face, making his deep blue eyes seem like they were glowing. Those blue spheres seemed to stand out above all else. They were mixed with concentration, determination, and carefully created control. This man meant business. When he glanced at me with those deep blue eyes of his, I could see that his face had paled from what little light the lab could give. I could also see my reflection in his eyes. My eyes were bloodshot, they had dark circles under my eyes and there was a crazed light to them.

I had black and white blood running down from my face from re-opened wounds that never had a chance to heal. I was worn and bloody, skinny beyond comprehension and hungry beyond compare. I looked like a zombie or a vampire back from the dead. One of the true living deads. I was going to ask him something, but an alarm started blaring above my head. Pierced through my ears and awakened a cry of pain as I crouched down on the ground. Hands over my ears. I was trembling and twitching, snarling and lashing my head back and forth as my new 'friend' knelt down beside me, looking for an exit. I picked up my head and scrambled down the corridor. Following the smell of coffee.

The coffee came from the café the café had an exit. Into the woods. Someone's hand caught my shoulder. I jerked and lashed at them, trying to escape their impressive hold on me. Hard and muscular hands wrapped around my belly, hauling me up and over his shoulder. A roar came from me as I tried to shake off my captor and get away. I dug my nails into his back as I started walking. Getting a grunt of pain from him. I blinked. 'Pain' I thought as I formed my hands into claws and raked them up his back. I heard him howl in pain and stumble. 'That did some damage' I thought as I wiggled and tried to get out of his grip. The man chuckled from down below. He just didn't know how or when to give up.

He stood up so quickly that my head smacked into his hard shoulder blade. I hissed in pain and dug my nails into his back again. Not only to cause damage, and draw blood, but to stay balanced. My head still pounding and ears still ringing from the impact, I gave in -for now- and let him carry me away. Which is exactly what he did. He took me outside the labs, and I couldn't help but to blink and whip my head back and forth, flailing and trying to get a better view. Be heard him talking. He was talking to somebody on some radio. Something in his ear. ''Reno - lieutenant - do you copy?'' I heard a static-sounding voice on the other end. i noticed that this man called Reno narrowed his eyes, and by the shift of his body weight, was setting me down on the ground.

i felt the un-familiar feeling of being set on grass, sticks, and... ick. it was so unfamiliar than the texture i felt when i was in the labs, the cement floor, cement walls, every wall in that room was cement. this was different. i curled up into a ball, hissing. i didn't like the feel of it and by the sound of low chuckling above and behind me, someone was getting a kick out of it. i got used to it believing i'd be feeling it all over again soon. when he picked me up, he started talking. "yeah beck - i copy - what's your ETA?" i heard him say into the mic as he walked me along the path. bare feet on the ground felt weird and he had to drag me to get me to move. i didn't like it, and he seemed to notice.

''our ETA is 5 minutes. Be there.'' I heard that static-Sounding voice say. Reno nodded and spoke back his agreement. I struggled to get out of his grip and broke free. Taking off into the woods. Towards freedom. Towards my freedom. He was perusing me. And I'd didn't see where I was going. I suddenly and downhill. Down a hill. I tumbled down, down down. Rolling and flipping and sliding. Something jabbed into my ribs, sounding an agonized cry from my lips. Someone's hands wrapped around my waist and hoisted me up from the ground.

I had looked down to see black clad boots and camo pants. It was Reno. The pain in my chest flared and I remembered screaming, wrenching back and biting him. Where my teeth clamped down I was unsure of. Reno grunted and something smacked against my head. I noticed the gun. He hit me with the gun. I felt light-headed as my blurred vision locked on Reno. Concern lighted his gaze and I saw him frown. ''i'm sorry, sae gey, gey sorry mah uilleam. Kip weel mah wee one.'' I heard Reno coo as he ran his fingers through my hair and I fell asleep.

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I woke up, whimpering at the throbbing feeling of my pounding head. Someone was carrying me. Slowly, like I was something delicate and I was to be handled with care. Reno was carrying me bridal style. There was a helicopter near us. Throw hum of the engine was killing my head and I groaned softly. Reno set me down, timidly, like he knew I might run again. I started craving wobbling and faltering as I wandered off. Past the heli and towards the woods. Two armed guards came from around the corner.

They scared me. They really really did. They had their guns pointed and their shouts had Reno running to see what the commotion was. One had me pinned shouting orders into my face. I hissed in his face and bit him. In the cheek. I was growling and snarling in the back of my throat, I saw a red haze in my sight. I felt an arm around my waist as someone lifted me. One hand snaked through my hair, rubbing my sore head. I let go of the guard. Leaving him to scream. Reno was whispering was in my ear, calming me. Soothing me. I almost fell asleep.

Almost. He picked me up and set me down away from them, placing his jacket around my shoulders and he hugged me. Humming softly. My legs shook form under me and I fell to the ground. Or as far as I could go. Reno's arms embraced me. His hands snaked through my hair and hummed in my ear, I heard it in his chest. And I started to fall sleep. I Fell asleep to ''I started to drift to sleep, Reno's soothing voice a lullaby as the outside sounds soon dissipated from my thoughts.

I heard a song from child hood. One my mother used to song to me. Reno knew it. A slow half-smile came across my face. My eyes drifted closed and I barely felt the blanket being draped over my shoulders, being wrapped up, and carried towards the helicopters.''

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They were watching me. Something was watching me. I felt rage. They placed me in a room, and I found out I was at base. A moving one. A ship. The navy base? I started Hissing and acting all violent, shivering, twitching and howling. Like a mad man. I realize that I'm in a room by myself. Then, 3 men appear. a guard, a general and a....... scriber? I narrowed my eyes on them. And snarled, baring my teeth at them in warning. They started asking me questions and I wouldn't answers wouldn't get off the floor. When the guard went to pick me up, I went into a frenzy, acting like a wolf being held captive. Suddenly something called for Reno. Reno came in through the door and my face softened a little.

i was watching them all, an animalistic look on my face. I was rocking and a snarl had erupted from my jaws as I bared my teeth at them. In warning. In the reflection of the bottles on the table I could see my eyes were red, I looked tired, haggard and worn. Reno's face held a grimace of pain. Like he didn't like seeing me like this. One of them spoke up. ''He's an animal. Why did we need to rescue him Reno? Why bring back a threat, he can't go into the real world. It'll end up in a blood bath. His name written all over it.'' He snapped, his voice clipped. I had been sitting on my haunches, and something switched on in me. That desire to kill from earlier. I let out a distressed cry, as the little harmless desire took over.

Captured Every little fiber in my very being, and took over my thoughts as well. My judgement was cloudy, and I let out a roar. But one of pain. I knew this all too well. The drugs given to me were designed to drive a man crazy. They were successful in controlling and doing that, but not in controlling the man being drugged. Red blurred my vision as Iunged for the general. I was intent on killing him, and I was going to do it. My hands clutched his uniform, as the rest of my body crashed into him, the force of the impact sending him down to the ground. I was on top of him, grasping his throat with both hands before someone else's hands wrapped around my belly and gently pulled me up.

I knew who it was the minute those strong arms and paranormally warm hands got a hold of me. I let go and Reno was saying something to me in my ear. ''William....'' the man cooed, and a small grin came across my face. His voice was low, purring, enough to calm me down. His warm breath against my ear and his hearts pulse at my back hand be relaxing. I jerked in his arms when the door came open with a crash. Guards came in and guns were raised at me, shouts and commands were hollered, hurting my ears. I hissed and snarled as Reno placed me behind him. His own gun out in his right hand as his other was holding me at bay behind him. ''Its alright!'' He called to the guards.

''He means no harm! Put your guns down'' He called again as I closed my eyes. Too many sounds, too many sounds. The sounds became too much and I screamed. My head was killing me, I was covering my ears, thrashing and jerking in his grip. Crying out and fightin them with all I had in me. ''William...... '' the cooing voice returned. Soothing me. 'Wull, please. Calm doon. Tis alright.'' Someone's soft voice pierced through the sirens and screeching, getting to me. Someone's arms wrapped around me and a warm blanket of heat enveloped me. My wracketing shaking and trashing calmed to just mere shivering and whimpers as one hand was running through my hair.

I opened my eyes finally. There were no sounds, all quiet except for this person's voice and soft hums. I finally blinked through the last of the red haze and looked up to look into Reno's blue eyes. There was a worn look to him and there was a smile on his face. ''william, tis a'richt. Hee haw tae fear. Ah ken ye dinnae mean ony o' this, let's tak' it slow a'richt? '' He purred as I closed my eyes and rested my head against his chest. It was soothing and he knew it. He always knew.

[koegami]

this story is for my pseudo form William -- all ideas are credited to me do not steal or re-word for yourself -- tagging William [first POV] and Reno

the game of war
Reno sat in the meeting room. It was 03:00 in the morning, and he was downright exhausted. The strict training regiment he had been put to had nearly made him collapse from exhaustion. To be honest he had no idea what he was here for. He was really, just an officer. Lieutenant class; a top Lieutenant to be exact. He had just began to get settled in for his possible 2-3 hour nap before dawn, and he had been called into a meeting with a possible no purpose. If anything it was just something to make him mad and have a brawl with one of the other officers. William was still sleeping.

Just for precautions, he had a radio attached to his chest inside his official jacket. So when William woke up he cod talk to him. Currently, no one knew that Will could talk. Everyone thought him as a unfeeling, unemotional, or even an out of control rage filled monster. Everyone was wrong to Reno. William was feeling, he was emotional, and although he never wanted to admit it, William was out of control and rage filled killing machine. But Reno has to resist the urge to not shoot an officer in the head for calling him a monster. William was NOT a monster.

He was troubled, and needed special help. Reno didn't see the other officers enter the room. ''Lieutenant Reno, good morning'' the general said. And with a dip of Reno's head he acknowledged him. ''Re-R-Reno?'' His radio buzzed. William was up. Reno jumped taking the radio out, he waiting for William to walk again. The others watched him suspiciously. ''Lieutenant, what is that?'' The general bit out. Reno shushed her. William's voice came again. ''REEENNNOOO?!'' The radio screeched. Reno winced. William really must miss him. Reno paused for a second before answering.

''William, do you copy?'' He said using the button to transmit his message. William came back almost immediately. ''I wouldn't be answering if I didn't copy. Where in blue blazes are you?!'' William replied, he sounded angry. Reno chuckled. ''Its alright there Will, I'm at a meeting. You can come in if you want.'' He suggested. William was chuckling on the other end. ''Not in a in a million years pal.'' Will's snarky comment came back. Reno took that chance to stole a glance at his commanding operations general, he looked furious. Reno sighed. ''I'll let you listen into the meeting since your awake.'' Reno started.

''So do your best not to break anything at home there, ok William?'' Reno finished. There was a little bit of a Scottish brouge in his voice. Something clattered on the floor. All you heard was a heaving sign and a word no one expected William to say. ''Damn.'' He snapped as Reno's eyebrows furrowed. ''William.....'' his voice was accusing. Will laughed on the other end. ''What mother?'' He asked as he must have picked up whatever was on the floor. Reno growled under his breath before looking back at his general. ''What's up?'' He asked as the general cleared her throat before smiling ruefully at him.

''Your becoming more like a rebel everyday'' the female replied as Will chuckled and Reno grinned. the general smiled. ''Bane escaped, I know that William is the key to finding-'' Reno's roar of outrage filled the room, cutting her off. Reno was standing, leaning over the table to see eye to eye with his female superior. ''You will not use him for any sort of mission. Not after what I went through to get him out of the labs'' He hissed. There was no accent in his voice, his voice was low, even. Reno wasn't having it. His General smiled. ''Lets see what project x-'' Reno's throaty growl cut her off.

She blinked and caught her mistake. ''Lets see what William thinks'' She said as Reno backed off. He knew that he'd say no. She grinned. ''Are you ready x?'' She spoke to the radio as Reno growled at her. ''I am.'' Williams voice was clear and cold as his reply was transmitted through, Reno was surprised. Maybe he had underestimated his pal. ''Are you capeable of going on this mission, operative?'' She spoke. ''I am.'' Will replied. ''Then here's your mission. There has been a call of a terrorist attack in Boston, we have confirmed the suspect to be Loius Bane. I need you to get in there and shut their operation down. Can you do this?'' She asked.

Reno stood up. ''Oui ma'am. I can.'' Will sounded serious. Reno was already prepping to meet back at the house and go. ''Good, then meet Beck in the hangar bay. And he'll take you to the drop zone location. Your target is an ex-scientist gone rogue. He's dangerous, take him out. Dead or alive.'' She snapped, her voice clipped. ''Yes ma'am.'' Will stated. The general exchanged a glance with Reno. Triumphant. ''Then go.'' She said as she handed Reno back his device. Reno growled at her. ''I'm going as well.'' He stated, and before she retorted, he was out the door and heading back to get ready to leave.

» time lapse to 7 hours later -- 22:00 hours -- an old warehouse in Boston «

Reno watched as William etched along a shadowy line. His black mission suit and pale skin on his body provided perfect cover. Reno had two hand guns strapped across his chest, and another at the small of his back. He had two Swiss army knives on the inside of his thighs. His M64 was on his back, waiting, begging to be used. His fingers itched to grab it, to put it to use. His flock pistol was in his right boot and another knife strapped to his right arm. With a flick of his wrist, the blade would engage and he could use it. William was decked out in the same equipment, except for the M64 and the blades.

He was equipped with a sniper rifle, and grenades. William motioned to him to move. Reno, holding a pistol close to his thigh, moved across 'No man's land' quietly. William stiffened and he pulled out one of Reno's blades, throwing it. Reno jumped when William raced across the area and covered a guards' mouth. The knife was imbedded in his throat. Slowly letting him slide down, he laid him to rest there. Pulling it off, he wiped it on his so it and gave it back to Reno, he motioned for him to follow. ''You know the way?'' Reno asked him quietly. Will finished scanning the surrounding area before answering.

''I can smell him. Smell his fear. He's here alright. Do not engage Fire unless they strike first. Take a guard out, chance constumes and take the roof. Once your there watch for a black car. Shoot directly in the middle. You'll no him.'' He began as Reno shook his head. ''Where are you going?'' He asked. Will smiled. ''I'm going to stall the car. When you see a red flash, shoot and don't miss. Fire like a wild man.'' William said, excitement gleaming in his black eyes. Reno narrowed his eyes. ''Come back to me alive. Ya hear? Don't you die out there on me.'' Reno said. William grinned.

''Now that's just stinkin' thinkin' Reno.'' He said as he turned and took off. Changing clothess so fast Reno couldn't keep up. He followed his pal's orders and took the roof. Once the car pulled up, something blew up. He looked down and noticed the car flaming. Reno got up ans started running down the stairs. Killing any running guards. He jumped the balcony and landed near the car. He couldn't see William. He saw a shadow or two moving behind the fire. William was backing out as Bane followed, a more sickened gleam to his gaze. Reno couldn't shoot, he didn't want to risk hitting William.

He saw the red flash on Bane's chest. Another accompanied it. Bane didn't notice. He heard the familiar click of the gun and he saw the snipers on the balcony above and some soldiers along with his general walk out. Bane's face held fury, Will's.... maddened pleasure. ''Would you risk his life?'' Bane said as William smiled. ''I'd risk my own life to get the revenge I want.'' Will replied. Bane's finger tightened on the trigger. A knife was embedded in his leg and was bleeding rapidly. There was some large gashes on him. And a large burn on his neck and belly. William didn't seem afraid.

Reno saw the move coming, he threw his gun and jumped in front of William, blocking the bullet and feeling it pierce through his chest as gunfire erupted from the balcony above. Bane's body jerked and he was on the ground. Face down. Dead of course. Reno laid there ringing in his ears as he placed a hand on his chest. It was bleeding, and he could see that it wasn't deadly. Close to killing him it was. Williams face showed up in his vision. They were moving, he was moving. The medics were pushing him to a chopper. William was timid to go on at first but set his fears aside as they pushed Reno into the chopper.

His friend would be alright. Reno fell asleep to the medics telling him to rest.

» time lapse to 1 hour later -- 3:00 hours -- the medic hospital on base «

Reno groaned as he woke up. William was hissing at the doctors again but stopped when Reno awoke from his drug-induced sleep. Fire streaked through him as he clutched his chest and Reno came over to him, smiling evily. ''Welcome back to the living my friend. And know that you will never do that again'' William hissed as Reno laughed. ''Don't worry Will, I won't.'' He replied as he winked to the doctors. Anything to keep his liddle man happy.

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this story is for my pseudo form William -- all ideas are credited to me do not steal or re-word for yourself -- tagging William [first POV] and Reno

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[quote]I closed my eyes as the blood-chilling, bone-shattering wind blew at my face. It was extremely cold in the Alaskan frontier, My whole body was shaking and my teeth were chattering. ''D-da-a-addy?'' I asked as my father turned back to me with those relentless and icy blue eyes of his. They moved about looking around us, mixing well with the concerned look on his face. They finally came to a stop and centered in on me. His vivid eyes narrowed down on me, and I saw his gaze of concern turn to one of pure fear. ''Sweet Cian, here climb into the sled and i'll pull you" he said as i climbed slowly onto his sled. i hugged my bears as he pulled the sled, not even grunting. i figured i was too heavy for him, but i guess not. i laid down and watched the world around me whip and wisp by as i began to close my eyes. the sled came to an abrupt stop and i thought i saw my father's feathery crest raise, in warning as he hissed. "da, what is it?" i said standing up to my full height -currently- shaking a little more, not even the fur coat i was wearing was keeping me warm against the fear and the cold threatening to take my life at this very moment. my father didn't answer and i began to become just a little scared. "da, please. tell me what's going on." i said as his hisses became more threatening and his tail started to lash back and forth. it was like he was seeing something invisible and i couldn't see it. i stepped back on the sled, falling and i found myself immobile at the hostility in his voice. "Cian, take the sled, and run. get to safety. don't turn back. i want to you to run now." he snarled as he turned and pushed my off the sled. not in a mean manner, just one that told me to get moving. i was so scared. "da, please. what's going on!" i said as he placed a paw on him head, his face and demeanor changing to one of a scary calm. "please Cian, just get out of here. it's not safe. i want you to run and don't look back. i'll be right behind you." he said as he nudged me with his tail. "go, while you still have a headstart." he added as i turned and ran as fast as my little legs could carry me. i was heading to saftey. to the safe house we have up here in the mountains. one me and my da and ma made in the spring. i made it over the hill and i looked back to see my da not following me. but trying to cover my tracks. "da! come on!" i said turning around and making my way slowly back down the hill. my dad's head raised and his eyes widened. he hissed and shook his head no at me. "no cian! please! go! run!" he said as he turned and ran the other way. before i realized it, i started to cry. "da! please! come back! da don't leave me!" i cried as cold shudders started to wrack my body, and hot tears ran down my cheeks. the wind picked up and i could smell it. smell what my father was trying to get me away from. predators. arctic foxes.

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- turned and ran
- father roared
- attacked foxes
- a Fox he missed
- came after him
- He ran yelling daddy
- da streaked by him
- Turning on heels and attacking the Fox
- cian kept running
- da followed him
- made it to safe house
- cian was petrified ore than terrified
- da called him by humming a song sung by his mother
- cried himself to sleep
- da gently licked his crest and told him he would watch over him

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- cian awoke to da gone
- went to find him. No jacket
- da came back with something for cian to drink and wasn't there
- odd rage settled in
- ran out after him, taking cian' s coat with him
- followed his scent
- found cian curled up into a motionless ball
- roared in anger
- snowstorm blew in
- father curried around his son, making sure to keep him warm
- covered him with his coat.
- whispered words into his ear
- picked him up and carried him to the cabin
- laid him in front of the fireplace
- smiled warmingly
- curled around him and fell asleep

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- awoke to cian awake
- crying
- cuts on his face and chest
- gets angry
- yells at his son asking why
- cian cries
- father regrets it
- hushes him and rocks him
- calming him
- apologises
- cian forgives him
- says that Alaska is scary
- father chuckles
- tells him a story of how he came to like Alaska and met his mother. Had him and ended up taking a career in astronomy.

La fin.

Devil's advocate -- when someone is trying to get you to do something bad


Redoux

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I cowered and curled up into a motionless ball, half from cold, half from fear. I was so cold, it was so cold. I thought the thermometer had said -23 below zero this morning. It was too cold. The minuet my father found me, he roared in anger. I didn’t move, by body was so cold. I was trembling and shaking, my scales/skin a little paler then the rest. White puffs of air puffed and moved as I breathed shallowly. My shaking slowed when I felt my father curl around me, covering the both of his with his and my fur coat. The wind picked up and it started to howl. My da picked me up and ran me back to our house. Once inside I was put down on the bed, my dad running around giving me medicine and whispering French, Russian, and Scottish words of encouragement. I fell asleep before I could swallow the last of the wretched medicine.

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When I woke up, I found me being wrapped up in a warm blanket and curled up in my dad's embrace. And in the minute I looked into his eyes I saw my reflection in them.[/quote]

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this story is for my pseudo form William -- all ideas are credited to me do not steal or re-word for yourself -- tagging William [first POV] and Reno

I was shaking. It felt as thought someone was shaking me trying scramble my brain. The sound, it sounded like thunder. It raptured and rumbled inside of me before I knew it. It grew in timbre before I opened my mouth and released whatever it was inside of me. The sound, higher in pitch came from deep inside. And to tell you the truth, it scared me. I was laughing. An evil, and yet amused cackle that came from inside and I had just released it. And to tell you the truth it was pleasurable.