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 Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2012 7:17 pm
  The Story
The great oracle Stephanie Andreadis of Greece predicted that the world would go under a total Apocalypse at the birth of a single child, when that child reached the age of 18 the world will end when the black sun rimmed in yellow is at it's brightest, noon. Unless that child, the one who brings the end of the world, conceives a child. No one believed Stephanie because it was still the old ages, when Greece own most of the land near them.
It's been more then a 1,000 years since then, it's now 3041, the world has stayed the same since 3012, technology is pretty high tech. and the world has forgotten the great Oracles words, till one day a baby is born, conceived of from a rare race of Oracles, the ones that didn't just need volcanic gas to tell a prophecy. It was in minutes of the child's birth did the sun and moon come together for an Apocalypse. The world went crazy, people killed each other till only a few survived, the Sahara desert claimed the whole of Africa as its own. The oceans had risen 12 feet almost all the glaciers had disappeared, though that child was still alive 17 years later. The child, Christos Andreadis, had watched the earth die and wither away. He did research about the prophecy and was shocked to find out that he had to bear a child, time is ticking away and so he has to find someone to help solve the problem. Though the answer was in his genetics, being part of a rare race of Oracles he was given the gift to give birth, though he never knew this because his mother died without telling him.
Will Christos be able to solve the puzzle and save life on earth?
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Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2012 8:17 pm
‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡ҬнЭ ɳɑɱɘ ɩ ωɑѕ ϱɩɣɘп: Christos Andreadis
Ӎү ąɠɚ ɩʂ: 17††††††††††††††††ɱɣ рэяѕопαІιτϒ: I'm a caring person at times but can be very flirty. I'm a bit of a book worm when I need to be, it's a new found skill of mine *nervous laugh* though I'm a very trust worthy person. I'm dependable though I get scared easily and am quick to flee if there's not someone to stop me.
Μү ɓɩʘ: My birth brought the begining of the end of the world but to stop it I have to have child. Is that even possible?!?! I researched the prophecy connected to my birth and found out about the birth thing when I was 16, I've been searching for a whole year to find out who might help me solve the problem about giving birth, I'm not even sure I'm able to give birth, but however I'm supposed to have a child I'm going to have to do it fast the earth will end on my 18th birthday which will be in winter when the sun is the most brightest. I've traveled to many places but all I find is empty cities of hat used to be and ruined homes, not finding a soul, I've given up hope really. Maybe I might not be able to have a child in time to save the earth. My mother died when I was 14 with out telling me anything and my father.....well I never knew my father though I did hear he was a nice man but very struct person at times. When I was little I was sometimes made fun of because of my looks but I survived that rough period and became proud of my looks because I was one of a kind really.
ɱү ᶅɩʞɘϩ: Candy, flowers, sunlight, music, video games, pretty clothing, traveling around the world to site see(well when there was stuff to see)
ɱү ϸιƨᶅɩʞɘϩ: Scary stuff, horror movies, getting hair cuts(i like long hair), the world ending, mean people, no people on earth
ᶆᶌ ʈɧɘɱɘ: Perfect circle‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡
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Posted: Fri Apr 06, 2012 8:19 am
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Name: Dustin Michael (That/s his hole first name, his last name he abandoned a long time ago)
Age: 19
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Personality: He's quiet and mysterious and he keeps to himself most of the time. He doesn't trust people easily and can be a real jerk most of the time, and that's why people usually don't like him. But if he ends up liking someone, he gives every part of him to that person. He's a real romantic, and he loves those sort of things (like spoiling his lover) be he hasn't found the right person yet.
Bio: His father killed his mother and tried to kill him when the world first started to come to an end. His father, as he later found out, had always been a serious believer in the prophecy and didn't want to stick around to see the end. He was raised by his uncle's family, who cared or him and he loved until they were murdered only a few years ago by one of Dustin Michael's friends. Since then he's abandoned everyone and taken to a risky life style.
Likes: Money, jewels and other sparkly things.
Dislikes: The police, most people, questions, the rotting world
‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡‡  (Ok so I write MPreg fics all the time but I've never roleplayed a MPreg and your plot sounded really cool ^-^ Wanna give it a shot?)
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Posted: Fri Apr 06, 2012 9:19 am
Sure! Same here......I've never really rped Mpreg or written about one emotion_sweatdrop and so I thought I'd take a chance...... Sorry if I post a little clueless *nervous laugh*
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Posted: Fri Apr 06, 2012 9:21 am
Night Oasis Sure! Same here......I've never really rped Mpreg or written about one emotion_sweatdrop and so I thought I'd take a chance...... Sorry if I post a little clueless *nervous laugh* It's totally fine... After all, once you get past all the awkwardness of MPreg, it's actually really easy ^-^ I think this is going to be fun (And I finally get to use one of my favorite characters o.O)! Do you want to start or should I?
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Posted: Fri Apr 06, 2012 10:21 am
 Christos sighed, he never realized he had been holding his breathe till hs let it out. His heart was racing, he sat there in the booth of a deserted restaurant. He let out a shaky sigh as he gripped the tall glass he had been holding on the table. He would not let this over come him, he felt tears in his eyes as he closed the half way, an almost blush like red crossed his face, from cheek to cheek. He felt like crying really, then he felt something dripped onto his leg, he yelped, it was getting worse and worse, his heart was racing a mile an hour, he let out a muffled moan, he was a bit scared but it felt so good.....
The storm raged outside and the water from the rain was leaking down on his and the cup, so far the small booth was the only place drier then the rest because the buckets he had put out where over flowing with water. His glass was even full of the creamy, thick, delicous.......milkshake which had melted and mingled with water that fell into the cup, it was even dripping on to his neck, his most sensitive place. The were spiders every where, he hated spiders, it was part of his many fears, a list to long to name. Christos bite his lip and held himself back from crying out for help, he wanted to get away from thr spiders but he couldn't, he knew no one would come for him because everyone had died beside maybe a couple people including him. I'm hating Las Vagas! He thought, yes he was in Sin City. He had hoped to met some one there but he didn't find a soul, it was as if god himself had brought punishment to those in Sin City.
Christos sighed, the world had gone crazy with greed, money, and power that it had corrupted and everyone went crazy. Killing one another till only a few survived, even the animals had died off slowly, now there was only a small herd of them, every one place you went, therr was even a never ending apocalypse happening, it made the sky black the only warmth came from the small ring of light from around the dark moon, the sun was blocked so there was no light out, it was a cold, sad, dark world now. What had to the earth made him want to cry for those who were dead and those who couldn't. Christos stood up and paced the restaurant, wondering where he could go to find a person to help him. He had gone every where but New York. Maybe the Big Apple might have some one there.OOC: Sorry about the bland post, I'll make it prettier when I get on a computer. And don't let your mind wander into the gutter ^_^ well only if it did.
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Posted: Fri Apr 06, 2012 11:07 am
(I love your writing this shall be a beautiful roleplay O.O I'm going to add a little bit... The cops are robots now... I think it might be more fun that way... Hope you don't mind if I add stuff to the plot...)
His breath came out in short huffs as his feet hit the pavement. Great... No people in sight but there's still cops. Little devils are everywhere... He slid into a dark ally and the robotic voices died away. Even stealing from the dead was a crime these days, but Dustin Michael didn't care. He had to survive just like all the others left on the planet... And by others he meant only a handful of people since most of them had died out years ago. He only knew about the people in the colonies, and there were only 30 to 40 people in each. It may sound like a lot, but there are only five colonies... for all the races and genders.
The world began to die years ago, and Dustin Michael could remember the day. That day, the sun went black, and his father killed his mother, and then himself. Dustin Michael had been to all of them, and they were all dying. There as no sun, so no plants, no food. The only food they had was too expensive, Dustin Michael had to resort to crime to get the money... but then there were those robots. He couldn't get away with anything.
Finally there was an opening and Dustin Michael slipped into a building. His eyes widened. There was a person there, looking like he was ready to scream. Dustin Michael Whispered to him. "Hey, you! You're not from a colony... what are you doing out here?"
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Posted: Fri Apr 06, 2012 12:07 pm
 Christos' eyes widen and he put his hands up saying "I didn't do it! It was an accident!" The guilt he felt in side for a while came bursting out when someone called to him from beh........ Someone...... A-A person had called to him. He turned around and rushed forward to the man who had called yo him, putting his hands on the guys cheeks, he pinched hard and pulled in every which way direction, just to see if it was actually a person, anyone would have been fine, just as long as they breathed. Letting go of the guy's cheeks, which were now bright red, almost like a ripened apple, ready to eat.
He lifted the guy's left arm and looked at his hand, taking a finger he bent it backwards, into a position that would have broken his finger but he let go of it before it broke. A smile rose on to his face and he jumped up and down happy saying "Yay. I met a someone!" But then he saw a spider, one of those big hairy spiders and shrieked softly, scurrying to a table he sat on top of it and said "Ewww! Spider!"
His red eyes scanned the ground as water dripped onto his head. He still felt a bit guilty though. The whole thing started when he was trying to make eggs in the back, he had somehow managed to blast a hole in the ceiling. His mother always did say that he made food into a weapon, though he could never see how. Well back on topic, now the ceiling had a hole in it snd also egg bits on it too. There was also another time when he made a blender explode, that wasn't his best time ever he had only wanted to mak.........."Ahhh! Spider! Get it off! Get it off!" He sheieked as a spider crawled on to his arm, tears started forming in the corner of his eyes as he thought No Mr. Spider! I don't want to be bitten!
He looked at the man with pleading eyes full of tears, he wanted to cry ever so badly but he mustn't.........crying meant tear streaks, and tear streaks are unattractive.OOC:I don't mind ^_^ and thank you, I don't get very many compliments on my writing.
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Posted: Fri Apr 06, 2012 12:37 pm
"Ow!" Dustin Michael yelled every time he was pinched and probed. "Stop that!" He hit the kid's arm away, giving him a nasty look. "Don't do that! It's not like it so weir do see another human." He looked around. "Well I guess if you're from here it's understandable." He turned and aced the boy when he yelled. "It's just a spider, chill." Dustin Michael calmly picked the spider up and put it on the ground, letting it scurry away. "There see, no harm done." He was about to question the boy, when he heard a noise outside. Crap they've found me. "Get down!" He hissed as he shoved a kid under a table, keeping a hand over the boy's mouth so that the kid couldn't scream. Once the cops were gone he let out a sigh and stood back up, picking spiders off his legs. "Now... Why aren't you in the colonies? It's no man's land out here, too dangerous for a kid like you." Dustin Michael put his hands on his hips. "Have you ever even been to the colonies? I haven't seen you around, and I know the names and aces of everyone who is left on this planet."
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Posted: Fri Apr 06, 2012 1:19 pm
Christos wanted tosquurm as he was held under the table but he knew that maybe that wouldn't be the wises thing to do. When he was released he looked up at the man, trying to glare but it was a fail, ruined by his cute face. Standing he dusted off his kimono like outfit and said "Colonies? You mean there are others who survived? Yes! That means I can finally solve it! Yay!" Running over to the booth he was in before he grabbed a huge bag, finding a dry area on the floor he started taking out a few paper, he head trouble reading them though because it was in latin, the lost language, ancient greek, and other languages from ancient times, being trapped in a tomb actually did dome good. Standing up after a while he said "Since you know everyone but me, maybe you can help me. It'll be worth it."
He took out a map and wondered where they'll go, when he said "Yeah, I think I have been to one, but that was long ago. Let's just say the people were warm but cold when they found out who I was. Oh well. I'm Christos Andreadis, great great great, tons of greats grandson of the great Oracle Stephanie Andreadis. Nice to meet you. And it is weird to see a human, I've gone around the whole world looking for some one to help me but found no one. And who are you calling a kid?! I'm seventeen numb nut!"
He went back to looking at the mapm mumbling "Now where will it start...... It might start at Greece since that's were it was told, but then again it could start in the city of angels. Hmmm......."
He put the map away and lifted the huge backpack over his shoulder.
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Posted: Fri Apr 06, 2012 2:10 pm
Dustin Michael's eyes bugged. "You mean you're the guy who's casing the end o the earth?!" Usually he would have gotten mad, like any other human on this rotting planet, but there was something more important. HIs nephew. Maybe this guy, the cause of the end of the earth, would know how to stop it. And if the end of the earth could be stopped, and Dustin Michael's nephew, who he was raising as his own child, would be safe. Dustin Michael grabbed Christos's shoulders. "T-Then do you know how to stop it?! Please, I you know I'll do anything! I'll do anything to help you stop it!" His eyes were filled with hope. If he could just save his nephew... "I don't really know what you're talking about but I can get us to Greece easily. And that city of angels place!"
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Posted: Fri Apr 06, 2012 4:46 pm
 Christos' eyes grew huge as he was grabbed and he said "Technically the world hasn't ended yet but it's getting close to doing so." He felt a dizzy speel and he stumbled backwards, his powers were coming out a bit, No! This is not the time to go into a....... His thoughts were cut off as the dizzy spell got worse, this was a regular thing when he made contact with living or past living things. He was an Oracle himself but one of the rare kind, they didn't need volcanic gas to see things and their visions were a bit clearer, they were also far more variety of seeings, they could be medians if tge choose, fortune tellers, and other various things. Holding his forehead his red eyes started to pale, turning a pale shade of red but onlyg for a second as he forced the vision back, standing up he said "I do know how to stop this but we only have till my 18th birthday, December 21 which is when the winter sun is at it's brightast but lowest point. But there's a catch," He paused and said softly "I don't know how to finish the prophecy, it doesn't make sense, there's no logic to explain this. Usually fhey had some logic behind them but not now."
He paced and mumbled some things in another language. He had the habit of doing that when he paniced, finally stopping he asked "Do you know how to get a baby without a female?" His last shred of hope was either finding a female or getting a baby without one some how. If he couldn't find away he might as well stab himself and call it quits, there was no need for him if he vouldn't find away to stop the earth from dying. He sighed and sat down saying, "We're screwed no matter what. I wish I could strangle her neck some days. Anyway lets go to Greece first, lets see what we can find there."
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Posted: Fri Apr 06, 2012 4:57 pm
Dustin Michael Raised his eyebrow at the strange question. "Well it takes two to make a baby, and I don't know any other way but with a female, since men usually can't." He was confused. None of these questions he was being asked make any sense, actually nothing Christos said made sense. "So the world is ending on your 18th, huh? We have a year then..." Christos was right, that's not much time at all. Dustin Michael thought about his nephew and clenched his fist. Kyler was only five years old, one year wasn't enough for him. "You know something else, don't you? One year isn't going to be enough time to get to Greece and research..."
Dustin Michael grabbed Christos' shirt. "You better not be joking with me, you got that?" He dropped the other boy and looked out the window. The robots were gone now so they could get out of here, and Dustin Michael happened to know of an abandoned airport nearby. And if he didn't know how to fly a plane... or hijack one... what kind of outlaw would he be. He turned back to Christos. "Don't fall behind or I'll leave you behind." He said sternly.
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Posted: Fri Apr 06, 2012 5:17 pm
Christos frowned and asked "Do I look like I'm joking? If I knew more then why would I need to go to Greece?!"
He frowned and walked out the restaurant saying "Leave me behind and you've sealed the fate of the world."
He looked around a bit, walking slowly though, his vision was getting blurry and his head was killing him at the moment, a fortune was going to be told wrather he liked it or not. His eyes turned a pale red and his walk became normal as he said in a far off like voice that seemed to hid wonders and power behind it "Kyler will be ok Dustin Michael. Trust the words of an Oracle for they know all and see all, nothing can be hidden." He smiled and his eyes rolled back a bit, he stumbled foreward and said gasping for air "Got it!" While his 'other' selftalked he had seen the place they needed to go, the tomb of his great, great, great, tons of greats grandma, the great Oricale.
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Posted: Fri Apr 06, 2012 5:29 pm
Dustin Michael stopped and turned around, yelling. "H-How do you know about Kyler?" However hi yell was loud enough to attract the attention of the cops, and they began to go after him. He cursed and grabbed Christos' hand. "Run!" He said and he pulled the younger boy behind him, taking every dark turn and ally way he could find until they reached the abandoned airport. "Follow me, and you can answer my questions later." Dustin Michael led the way through a hole in the electric fence, one that they had used years ago when the colonies were first established on the only spaces of livable lad left on earth. There used to be one on every continent, but the ones in Africa and the south pole were wiped up, and-thankfully- the one in the North pole had moved to an area just outside Athens, Greece, and he knew how to get there. "We're going to Athens, got that? There's a colony there that can get us food, but whatever you do, don't give out your real name, got that? I can't save you if they grow hostile." Dustin Michael said as they made their way into the airport, and onto a helicopter. "Hide!" Dustin Michael hissed as he dodged them under a seat, and the cops flew right by. "There. Now answer my questions: Kyler, how did you know about him? And my name... I don't remember giving it out."
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