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Has anyone ever really taken into consideration what it means to be human? Have you? Has anyone?
We speak of world peace but is it really possible due to our individuality?
Probably not.
My name is Kathryn, the soul that onced occupied me was named one who gazes at the moon. I still go by that name some times, Because although I killed her she's still in my head. Now your all probably wondering why I would kill my soul... but I don't mean the soul as in our essense and being, I mean a small worm like alien that called itself a soul. Its been happening everywhere. You all have seen the changes, how aggrisiveness has left virtually everything, how we all work as equals now.... Well if you have seen in your either in hiding like me or you've already been taken over. The only way to know for sure if someone has been taken is the way their eyes reflect when you shine a light into their eyes. My eyes still reflect because I destroyed mine while it was still in me. I don't know how, I just got mad one night and somehow over threw the little thing however i cut my own neck open at my spinal chord and thrust the knife up into it I heard it scream in my head and curse me to the seven hells but that didn't stop it from working...
I'm not sure how long I laid on the ground, how long i was unconcious... All i was aware of was my dog next to me, licking the wound. I couldn't get the soul out with out killing myself, so I snuck into a hospital and used their medicine to seal the thing inside of me. Now i'm on the run, with my dog and my horse and what ever we can carry. I'm in search for other humans that are still free hiding out somewhere where the seekers can't find me. The seekers are always hunting the stray humans that our left on our planet. Always hunting. Its a life of panic, its a life of dread but its better then being imprissoned in your own head, better then being a host till you die.

(If you have read the Host you are already up to date on all the info)

Don't make me post the rules... I am a mod in this guild and I will use my power if you go against the general rules of rping. I'm a hormonal female do not piss me off or feel the rath of ace, beleive me no one wants me pissed off.

You can be a host, human, or soul.
Host are the humans that have had a soul inserted into them. Soul's occupy 9 planets other then earth. Most souls try out one or two planets before deciding on one. Soul's are peaceful creatures amongst themselves. They do not use money even when they get services. They have society set up in their own utopia. Everyone offers a serivice they get what they need to survive. they are not all that individual though somethings too stick out. Seekers are like police but worse, they are the only ones that carry wheapons and those are only to be used on humans. Hosts can fingt the soul but the soul has total control unless they get sympathetic towars their host and then sometimes the host can overcome them. but it has to be in a moment of severe passion. i'm talking about huge passion. also for most hosts they can not fight back that much and they go away as in dissapear. they may exist slightly at the back of the mind but they can not break through the control. It is possible to have a few that can speak freely to their soul's but thats a rarity. Healers are the medical workers of the souls. They can cure just about anything except for old age as long as the body is alive. even cancer. They also typically insert new souls into their human hosts. The way to distguish hots from human is the reflective silver around the pupil that comes from a light shining on it and the small pink scar on the back of their neck near their spinal chord that is left from insertion. If you are a human hiding out you can not live easily amongst the hosts. Places abandoned and very carefully in the streets, anything else and someone could suspect you and that would be all over. Also when a soul is inserted they have access to all your memories, all of you.

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The sandy ground that was walked upon was thick and dry as three figures made their way through the desert. All could be thankful that it was night time and the hot sun did not bake them into exhaustion. It would be a few days at the least till they saw their home again. They had to go out for supplies, it was easier then it would have been if the foul silver thing wasn't stuck inside her head for she looked just like one of the aliens, however the idea of getting found out scared her too much to go out during the day light. She was also afraid of running into any humans that might see her. Because chances were any human would kill the human female just for the reflectiveness of her blue eyes against the sunlight. She wore sunglasses most of the time the reflectivness bothered her so much. The dog at her side seemed glad to get out and go for a run and so did the horse she led. She knew it wasn't fair to them having to live so quiet and alone from others of their kind. But she wouldn't risk loosing anymore of her family then she already had.

Username: MalachiteDragon1
Name: Amon
Age: 18
Race: Human
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Background: Quiet and a slight bit on the antisocial side, he still cares a bit too much about others, even complete strangers. His body has its collection of scars, and even when asked about where he's from, the only answer he gives is a glare and a movement to another spot, unless the person he tells is one he trusts with his life. So far, no one's managed to find out.
Other: Quiet and a bit naturally too trusting; Several of his scars are a direct result of this.
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The Unfamiliar male sat on a bench nearby, in the shade; his head was leaned back, panting softly; clearly he didnt like the heat very well. His head lifted a bit, glancing at the lady as she entered the supply store.

(its fixed, but its not as good as it could be because I had a headache and trying to think just made it worse. I'll make it better today after the Graduation Practice.)

He stood and stretched, his long limbs almost making him seem like a stick wearing a school uniform, albeit one that wasnt in very good condition. The tie was practically little more then tatters, the jacket well worn and wrinkled. He smiled faintly as he watched the dog nomming the piece of bread (Curse you, ICanHasCheezburger, You've ruined my vocabulary forever!) and simply turning in place, simply watching for a bit before he padded over. "Would you like some help?" He asked softly, his hands in his pockets, trying not to be threatening or overbearing.

" 'tis isnt imposing in the least bit." He smiles softly, leaningn down a bit and picking up one of the bags, hefting it onto his shoulder and moving his now-free hand to brush some hair out of his face. "Where would you like me to put it?"

"I can handle it; I've just never loaded anything onto a horse before. I've never owned one." He carried it over and set it carefully into place, imitating her way of putting it into place and securing it as best he could; and actually doing a fair job of it.

"Yes, yes. I Just like helping. I apologize for getting in the way." He shrugged a bit, tilting his head. "May I ask where you are headed?"

"Anythin' I can do to help?" He smiled softly, tilting his head a bit still as his own eyes glanced to hers, seeing the silver there, thinking it quite pretty. Perhaps he knew, or perhaps he was just naive like that.