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Lock the Door

And it feels like the same old stories over and over again. Here comes the end of time. God is angry and man is arrogant. And it's time for it all to end. But this time it's not the same old story, not the same old way, not this time anyways.

The blessed, the damed, and those in between are in this tale of mystery. Six of the angels, hoards of zombies and still some humans survive. The little one is a mysterious sort. And blood is now trickling out of their veins. It has come to the end of times. Surely today is

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Post: 18475409_3 created on Thu, 12 Oct 2006 02:54:23 +0000
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Rules and Regulations

This is a Literate role-play. If you are literate I am fairly sure you know the rules. If not here are my three basic rules.

1.) Follow the Rules of Gaia. (That is a Given)
2.) No going god mode. (I have no idea how that would help in this story)
3.) Keep in character/Write like you are writing an actual story.

Simple to follow with three Simple Rules. Here are some regulations.

1.) Romance is on a what-ever level. It would be interesting to see an relation between one of the living dead and other characters.
2.) This is a dark comedy, have a laugh every once and a while.
3.) Do not speed play this thing. The whole story will last only a few days regardless that this is a long term role play. In other words, one story day needs to take us a while to get though.
4.) Do not leave us high and dry. I will drop your character like a hot stone and they will be made useless regardless of their role. I can replace you. Though don't be afraid of that, a notice, a warning, and possibly apology can save your hide. It's not like your character will be killed off after a couple days. A couple weeks and then maybe.
5.) No images for characters. Only for personal use if you need but don't show us. Also try and use real images if you use one for personal use but still, don't tell us about it though you can describe in extraordinary detail.
6.) This is still PG-13 even though some themes can go above and beyond that they won't be.
7.) Fonts should try and be no smaller than ten and no larger than thirteen just to be ascetically pleasing. As well try to avoid the blinding colors such as yellow and cyan.
8.) Some charges may apply.*

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Post: 18475409_4 created on Thu, 12 Oct 2006 02:56:18 +0000
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Scriptures and Magazines

"Is there anybody out there?"

Ask all you want, you'll get no reply for everyone is surely dead by now. Few days ago a virus got out. Man's arrogance surely brought this upon themselves even though it was already the end of the world so maybe it wasn't all their fault, maybe it was just interesting timing.

The creator of all has a sick sense of humor in some aspects. Six beings with superiority complexes have been struck dumb, memories swept under the rug and revered to children. But that was long ago, surely a decade or two before today.

"Is there anybody out there?"

You can ask once again. This time you'll get an answer. The dead have risen again though those long dead will see no affect. Your grandmother won't be coming back and Sparky won't be waking up tonight for the beasts are unaffected. Moaning and groaning, run for your life, they have a taste for your flesh and are quite infectious.

"Where am I?"

Feel free to ask. Your flesh is decaying but you can still think. You're not truly hungry but you could eat. Such an odd craving, you can't put your finger on it. Still hearts beating faster, you can still move but stiffly for some reason. You're not of the living and more my friend. You are now the living dead, better than a mindless zombie, you may still be accepted amongst the living if you can refrain from eating them that is.

"Who are you?"

Paint yourself a picture. Six beings are here to bring the end of the world so that it can start all over again. Kind of bittersweet really how they're all trapped in this world. They know the answers and they know it all. But they've felt the world of humans.

"Don't be so greedy."

As if. We'll see what they do in the end, once they admit it to the world and let it be known that they have the powers to tear down this world.

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Archangels

-The Six archangels. Each has their own positive and negative qualities. These will need to be present in the character as well as their additional bits.
-For the most part seem to be human.
-All angels have two marking on their backs there their wings connect.
-Male
-Between the ages of seventeen [17] and twenty-eight [28]
-Hidden Markings appear when near places of religion in the form of a glow. All angelic markings glow around areas of religion.
- Pass phrase is "And the only sound is the ticking of the clock"
-Azriel and Samael have a mild friendship with major privileges.*
Michael
-Athletic
-Homophobic
-Hitler Approved**
-Emotional at times
-Angelic script along back and neck in either birthmark form or unseen.
Gabriel
-Male or Female
-Some strong feminine characteristics.
-If male can be gay and allowed to be slightly flamboyant.
-Positive feelings towards mankind.
-Angelic script on upper right arm in either birthmark form or unseen.
-Role Cast and Credited
Raphael
-Very sensitive
-Very Positive feelings for man kind.
-Polite
-Bookish
-More than to markings on back. Between six to eighteen where various sized wings would connect.
-Angelic script on upper left arm in either birthmark form or unseen.
Uriel
-Short Temper
-Foul mouthed
-Mild Dislike of human kind.
-Fighter Material
-A angelic hidden script written around his iris.
-Role Cast and Credited
Azriel
-Cool Headed
-Fairly Stoic
-Sarcastic
-Internally disturbed
-Angelic script across his face, unseen.
-Role Cast and Credited
Samael***
-Contempt of mankind
-Loose morals
-Flirty with both genders
-Dark humor
-Scars won in battle from his fall in either birthmark form or unseen.
-Role Cast and Credited

Humans

-Range between mid teens to any point seeming fit. Be reasonable on this.
-Just human and nothing more.
-Only two or three accepted.
- Pass Phrase is "And the only sound is the beating of the heart."
--One Role Cast and Credited

Living Dead

-Killed by a zombie and infected and reanimated.
-Appearance and often smell of a zombie
-May start the role play as human but must already be infected which means attacked.
-Have their mind intact like they were still human
-Can still speak unless attacked in the vocal cords
-Can control themselves and refrain from attacking humans.
-Will accept only two.
- Pass Phrase is "And the only sound is the dripping of the blood."

Zombie

-In the beginning just as they looked when killed though much paler from lack of blood.
-Eyes have fogged over from death
-Cannot speak, only moans and groans
-Body deteriorates over time from open wounds and lack of healing but will not die.
-Objects through brain equals death.
-All Zombies are NPC

Girl in White

-Dressed in white
-Quiet, disturbed
-Owns a blood stained rag doll
-Fair skinned, dark haired
-Will need to have a long conversation with Clueit
-Pass Phrase is "If not now then never."
-Role Cast and Credited

*The privileges are sex without the emotional attachment. It isn't exactly a secret either.
**Not necessarily racist though he should be healthy, possibly tall, strong, and maybe have blond hair and blue eyes.
***Samael was renamed Lucifer after his fall from grace.

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Archangels

Azriel

::Name:: Zacharias Terrance McCarther | Sirus, Zach
::Age:: 23
::Mentality:: Under most circumstances Zach's personality can be confused for cool headed but in truth more than not he does not give a damn. He is a psychotic person underneath all the layers of human civilities. Though he can be civil it isn't above him to threaten various kinda of harm with various, and often strange, objects and then actually do it. He can commit murder with a stoic attitude and not feel a thing about it and never shed a tear over anybody or thing close to him with the exception of his sister. His tongue is often bittersweet with it's words and laden with sarcasm. He can be quite civil and polite though only when it fits his liking.
: razz hysicals:: Zach is fairly tall for those in his family with his height at six feet flat though he is not disproportionate. His physique is mildly athletic and slightly couch potato. He's trim and healthy with little fat and medium muscular definition. He has a little more than mild coating of body hair which is for the most part evenly distributed across his body with the parts on his upper torso in a slightly thick 'treasure trail' style that makes it past his navel. Across his shoulder blades are two slightly diagonal scar-like birthmarks. His eyes are hazel grey and his hair naturally black. The hair on his head is cut on the style of a mohawk that has grown out. On the sides his hair is around and inch and a half long, down the stripe of long hair it is slightly over a foot in length. His hair's texture is soft and nearly strait with a slight amount of wave to it. When near places of religion for a prolonged amount of time a type of glow would appear on his face across the bridge of his nose and under his eyes. Sometimes the actual script can be seen in the glow.
::Appearance:: Zach's style is normally that of comfort and affordability over that of trend. When he left home in the morning he had been wearing a pair of old sneakers, jeans, and a simple t-shirt despite the mild chill in the air. Once in the mall after various events he changed into something from a store. A simple light blue-grey shirt with long sleeves under a medium dark-grey short sleeved collard shirt with mock-religious distressed screen print over the back and in overflow over the right shoulder and halfway down the material of the fabric. Some of the symbols include an upside down skull on the front and a singular wing on the right side of the back. As well a simple pair of jeans, a belt, and some new socks and sneakers. His hair would be tied back with a simple back hair tie for the most part other than some that couldn't quite be held back and was left to hang in and around his face, framing it slightly. He has no tattoos, overbearing scars or piercings even. He's found no use or interest in them. His facial hair is at the moment being contained to his chin and sideburns. It is not overgrown but almost neatly trimmed though slightly shaggy and the likes in places.
::Habits:: Zach is a smoker, he doesn't drink or do any other drugs, just cigarettes.
::Credited to:: Clueit

Gabrielle

::Name:: Sheryl Anastasia Rochelle Alison Hermes | Sarah
::Age:: 19
::Mentality:: Sarah is something special all right. Although she is kind, considerate and sociable, she has been known to comment on the most random things. You could say she is a scatter brain. She does jump from one topic to another while talking but she can be focused on a serious issue. While being compassionate is a great trait to have it is sometimes a weakness. Sarah is a great friend but once you start to take advantage of her, bye-bye friend and hello b***h. However, her patience level is a bit higher than normal so her mean side doesn’t come out as much. Overall to sum up Sarah she is sane with some insane characteristics.
: razz hysicals:: Sarah has a decent height of five feet four inches, somewhere in the middle of being tall and short. The physique of this woman is athletic, after all skate boarding and surfing tends to keep the body in shape. Since she is now nineteen her body has finished filling out in the right places. Her bust is of normal size with a flat stomach. On her shoulder blades are two slash looking birth marks, one on each shoulder blade. Her locks of silk are two toned and reach all the way down to her back. The natural color of her hair is sandy blonde and just to make herself seem more ‘interesting’ she had her bangs dyed a dark ruby color. With her hair being the length it is, she normally keeps it tied back by a ribbon, fashioned in in a high pony tail. The eyes of this woman are hazel brown to match her sandy blonde hair a bit. As for skin pigmentation of this youth is a light cinnamon. Finally with prolonged exposure to a religious item or near a religious place the angelic scripture on her upper right arm glows.
::Appearance:: Sarah has a wide variety of clothing, some clothes she bought and the rest all the clothes her mom wants her to wear. Basically everyday she wears the same thing. She wears a plain shoulder cut shirt underneath a sweater looking type of shirt with flared sleeves with a shoulder v cut. Her pants are always denim with some sort of design ranging from scripture to flower prints. The length of her pants almost touch the ground, covering her white tennis shoes at times. Her hands are covered with finger cotton gloves and around her neck is a blank dog tag--she just likes wearing it for the sake of it. More often you’ll see her with a skate board in hand or near the beach a surf board.
::Habits:: Drumming her fingers when upset, surfing and skate boarding.
::Credited to:: Serenity Komoshiro

Samael

::Name:: Leonard Michael Ramsey | Leo
::Age:: 25
::Mentality:: To put it simply, Leo is a cocky b*****d. He thinks everyone wants to be him, or wants to be ******** by him. He's the first one insult someone, and the first person to rush into the fight, but he's the last one to apologize. Leo does want he wants, when he wants, and how he wants. There's no one in his mind that can stop him from doing something when his mind is set on a particular goal. He'll chase after anything that shakes their hips at him in a seductive way, so long as it walks on two legs and can be classified as a human being. Surprisingly, he does have a good side. Leo can let loose and laugh amongst the other arch angels if the time calls for it. Although there is a darker side to Leo. He has a tendancy to get pissed easily, and has no problem showing his anger. As stated, he does rush into fights, and he will finish them even if it means leaving the other person a bloody pulp. Leo can get hurt mentally and physically as well, although he's not likely to show that someone hurt his feelings. More often than not, he'll just start some fight with them. There's really nothing he cares about.
: razz hysicals:: Leo stands at about five feet, eleven inches, and despite his age, thinks he's getting taller. Because of the constant fights he's been in, Leo's body is well built, and his muscles are clearly defined, but not in an imposing way. He doesn't look like he goes to the gym everyday for three hours, but rather once a week. There are several scars that rest on Leo's body, all of which he's proud of. They are all products of various fights he's gotten into over his last twenty-five years of life. The one that stands out the most is a scar on his upper left bicep where the knife his attacker had cut down his arm. Needless to say that man was dead by the end of the fight. His hair is black, and his eyes a light blue color.
::Appearance:: There's no set style to his clothing with the exception that most everything is black. No, he doesn't wear black because he thinks it opposes light. He wears it because blood doesn't show up on it as easy as it does other colors. The day that everything happened, Leo was wearing a pair of dark faded jeans, having a destinct gray tone to them. (All of his black jeans were dirty..xD ) They hang comfortably around his hips despite the fact he was wearing a belt with them, and certainly aren't highwaters. His shirt was a simple black cotton tee-shirt that was form fitting for easy movement, and over that there was a black hoodie he bought not too long ago. Leo usually steps out of the house in a pair of black boots, but that day he put on a pair of black Etnies. His dark hair was pulled back into a mid-pony tail, clearly showing off the tattoo he has on the back of his neck, and a blank base-ball cap.
::Habits:: Besides getting into fights as his usual routine, Leo has formed the habit of smoking. He has a small habit for heroine as well, but he's trying to kick that if only because he doesn't feel like wasting his money on it. Drug problems aside, his other habits are cleaning and cookings, surprsingly. He may not know how to make a full-course meal, but he can make a mean pot of macaroni and cheese.
::Credited to:: H a l i c

Uriel

::Name:: Kieran Aedus Daithi Dwyer | Kie [Pronounced like 'key'], Kiery [Pronounced like 'KeEar Ree' or sometimes 'Kai Ree'], Daithi [instead of being pronounced like 'DAH Hee' it's pronounced like 'Die THee']
::Age:: 19
::Mentality:: Kieran is a very temperamental young man. He can easily snap at the smallest things he finds irritating. He has more of a fiery temper and personality, though when he is extremely infuriated or just down right exasperated of a certain circumstance, he'll have more of an icy nature. During that phase, he'll be quite cold, calm, collected, and in control of his emotions. Although, it appears as if he has no emotions or attachments whatsoever, which could mean that he'll probably bring hell upon your life before killing you tortuously mercilessly. This side of him is rarely seen, though. Of course, being someone easily angered causes him to be someone known for his 'foul mouth' and, yes, he can be deemed immature and cocky. He is inflicted with that disease called 'selective hearing,' which causes many to believe him ignorant [which he really isn't] and a jackass [which he really is].

Since being a jaded preteen, Kieran's views on life aren't so positive. Believing that the world has screwed him over, he has come to think 'why not screw the world over?' So, he does what he pleases and tries his best to find amusement in life. Actually, he doesn't even care about life and if his were to be taken from him, so be it. Though, he will put up a fight as he was never someone to roll over and be a good submissive boy. He does have some insight in life and carry wisdom deep within, he just doesn't care much about it to preach it to anyone who comes his way. At the moment, his favorite past times have been fighting, sex, food, and dreaming. He obviously has no respect for or any attachment with anyone except for a select few which include his 'nonsexual relationship' female bestfriend, his on and off girlfriend/good friend, and a wry woman who could be deemed his 'first love.'
: razz hysicals:: Kieran is quite tall, standing a little over six feet. His sort of towering figure gives him the advantage over many people as he appears even more intimidating. Although, even if he was only of medium height, one look at his face might make anyone think for at least a moment before approaching the guy. He has a lanky form and many have described him as the 'tall skinny a** cracker who can hella jack you up.' Yes, because of his Irish heritage, Kieran has very very delicate alabaster skin. He may look like someone easy to break, but he is far from that. He has more of a lean form than one with toned muscles; though, he is quite strong. Phenomenally strong for someone like him. The reason he's probably so 'crazy a**' strong is because of willful stubbornness and pride. That just keeps him coming no matter how sore, bloody, and near unconscious death he is.

He has hazel almond shaped green eyes, which seems to change color depending on the lighting of his surroundings. It's usually a vibrant green with flecks of gold and dark brown and sometimes appears as if he has pure honey amber eyes. He really likes that attribute, but dislikes the long, dark, thick, and curly eyelashes, which gives him almost a 'haunted' to 'girly' look at times. He has a dark, long, messy, stringy mop of auburn hair, which usually appears almost black, although, in certain lightings it looks like a deep red. His hair's length doesn't reach past his neck while his bangs almost covers his eyes at times.

Then, there are the odd traits he has that even he can't explain so easily. First, there are the two slightly diagonal scars on his back where the shoulder blades are. They've always been there and supposedly he was born with them. Then there is also the odd aspect of how his iris will sometimes, instead of just being a rich amber color, glow. Those are the only two things he can't seem to explain to himself, but he could proudly explain every single scar he has upon his body.
::Appearance:: Kieran's not big on fashion, so he's known to wear worn out, faded, and torn jeans. They're not baggy at all nor are they tight. They're just normal plain old jeans. He usually wears a t-shirt with it, nothing special to it. The shirts are usually band shirts, the color black, dark green, dark red, navy blue, or some dark color. He's not much for bright colors since they're too boldly bright for someone like him. His right wrist is adorned with a brown 'power bead' bracelet that his crazy best friend gave him. He's become quite attached to it. Then there is also the black stringed necklace that holds a simple oval shaped locket and is empty of pictures. He's just got a thing for lockets, that's all. He's been thinking of putting a picture in it, he's just not sure who's picture. Yes, his ears are pierced with bead rings and one bar. Two on the right ear lobe and three on the left ear lobe. He has a tragus piercing on his right ear with that one simple bar. On his left ear he has two outer conch piercings.
::Habits:: Drinking and drugs had been what amused him for quite some time, though, recently they've become a total bore. During middle school, fighting was something he only did when he needed to defend himself. In highschool, he was more fully exposed to sex and the rush from fighting, so those two have been his main past times. Then, of course, he loves to dream more than sleep, eat cause it's always a wonderful event, and always enjoy the fun art of screwing people's lives over. He's often found hanging out with his bestfriend, Aria who keeps his life sane and random, or fooling about with his on again and off again girlfriend/good friend, Victoria aka Tori who makes his life insane.
::Credited to:: HakumeiMitsukai

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Jack

::Name:: Jack Adulburo | Jack
::Age:: 20
::Mentality:: Jack is a dork, which basically means, he lives in his own fantasy world most of the time, not to say that he cant tell reality from fiction, its just that he really likes fiction a lot better. Jack is the type of person to get really excited over lots of miniscule or meaningless objects or ideas and often obsesses over this idea or object until a new one enters is life. He tries his best to be as interesting as possible when meeting new people, in fact he tries a bit too hard, and doesn’t pick up on the obvious signs of someone not wanting to talk to him.
: razz hysicals:: Jack stands about 5 foot 4 inches. He likes to call himself ‘burlery’ or 'hefty' when it is painfully obvious that he is in fact chunky. He isn’t fat but he dose have a belly on him. He looks like a couch potato, or, as previously stated, like a dork. Surprisingly enough he doesn’t have many pimples on his face, in fact, he doesn’t have much on his face; he is very clean shaven. He has bluish green eyes and brown messy hair.
::Appearance:: To be fair, Jack wouldn't look half bad if he wore the proper clothing, but sadly, he doesn’t. He wears t-shirts with either internet culture references, a saying or slogan that is intended to make someone laugh, and anything involving any of his favorite super heroes, on the day that everything happened he was wearing an orange shirt that said 'w00t' on it. He is hardly ever found not wearing his black trench coat and blue beanie. He is wearing a pair of cargo pants and his favorite pair of black converse.
::Habits:: Other then chronic masturbation, Jack talks to himself, illustrating his life as though it was a comic book or an action movie, and in most cases makes his own background music.
::Credited to:: Krongor

Girl in White

::Name:: Loquita
: razz hysicals:: Pale, porcelain skin that makes the girl look more fragile than the entire 3 feet of her already looks. Her large eyes are a sharp, dark blue, almost to the point where it can appear black from a distance. Medium length hair, curled at the tips like a little church girls, shining entirely black. A small patch of hair on the left side is held up at all times. Her right hand has a small black dot on the bottom of the palm that's been there since birth so it's considered a birthmark.
::Appearance:: This little girl wears a white, church dress, along with black clogs on her feet, short white gloves and frilly socks. Her single patch of hair she keeps up is held by a delicate, pearl, tiara pin. She always carries a rag doll that looks like she made it at an very young age, white yarn hair that's stained with red at the edges and missing button eyes. The doll is also wearing a white dress like hers that's grown an off-yellow from age. Her ears are pierced once in each, and wear small stub diamonds.
::Habits:: Aside from her constant silence when it comes to people, she frequently whispers to inanimate objects, most apparently her rag doll. She also bites her finger (not her nails, her actual finger) when she's angry.
::Credited to:: Fluffy Acid Teddy

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Post: 18475409_7 created on Thu, 12 Oct 2006 03:13:55 +0000
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Those of you still interested this is how you join. You simply send Clueit a sample of your writing, previously used posts accepted as long as it is recent, and your profile. Please title your PM according to the character outlines.

[b]::Name::[/b] (Full name | Nickname)
[b]::Age::[/b] (See Outlines)
[b]::Mentality::[/b] (Mental Description)
[b]::Physicals::[/b] (Physical Description including birthmarks. No Clothing talk.)
[b]::Appearance::[/b] (Clothing, how things are worn, tattoos piercings, ect)
[b]::Habits::[/b] (Anything from Nail biting to chronic Masturbation)
[b]::Credited to::[/b] (Player, Gaian Name)

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Post: 18475409_10 created on Thu, 12 Oct 2006 03:23:25 +0000
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Open

Key info for starting in the role play thread.

Zach is in control. He has the gun and he has the keys. Yes, he robbed a dead security guard and yes that is his sister on the bench.

He has locked the doors that were open which means your best bet is the main entrance which he is watching. He'll open the door for you, he isn't heartless though he sure can seem it.

Humans can come on their own or tag along with archangels. Michael, Gabrielle, and Raphael are the ones who would do the saving seeing as the care.

Everyone starts outside the mall with the exception of a few. Want to be one ask for it and you might get the role. Your character would have been in hiding then. Good place for the living dead to do some retelling of the attack on themselves which will lead to their dead and reanimation. Humans could do this as well. Angels, it's somewhat iffy.

If you want the role of the girl in white contact me and I can talk it out with the person who was supposed to play her and we'll see what happens.

As for "Do the angels know who they are and of their powers." The answer. Whatever. It's up to you, just don't come out right away shouting "I'm an angel, I'm an angel!" You'll get strange looks and likely shot at by Zach and of course threatened by me.

The angels had originally had their memories locked and stuck dumb of their powers by the creator who then made them babies and placed them in the wombs of various women at various times, thus how ages can vary.

It is truly up to you if you want your angel character to know or not. Choose wisely and don't make me have to hurt you.

Humans, sadly you are expendable and can become a mindless zombie if leaving or can become the Living Dead if your fancy changes. You cannot go from dead to living though you can have your dead killed off and start again.

To truely kill a zombie the brain msut be destroyed or at least fataly damaged. Decapitation would result in an angry head trying to eat you though the body would be dead.

As well the setting is late fall, early morning, Saturday.

Have fun.