You open your swollen puffy eyes, trying to see through the tiny slits that your eyelids have managed to produce. You are broken and bleeding, bruised and beaten, and have lost most of your memories. You manage to sit up with great effort as you search the darkness. You hear moans and cries from other humans, faint and distant to your ears. You crawl forward, only to meet iron bars. Your hands clasp around the cold metal, and a whimper escapes your lips "Where am i?" You muster a tiny sound, your voice weak.
"You're in hell, that's where you are" A gruff voice sounded from down the row of cells. Chains were heard as people move around in their cells. Suddenly, the huge metal door at the end of the hall opens, and light flickers onto the walls from torchlight. Guards bustle in behind a large man with a scar across his eye. You watch as he eyes each cell, chuckling in delight when every person flinched away and crawls to the back of their cell. He comes to #### #### and pauses, bending down in front of you, his rancid breath hot on your face. But you do not flinch away. Instead, you lift your chin defiantly. The man growled something to the guards and left. The guards open your cell and grab you by the arms roughly, causing you to grit your teeth in pain. They drag you out of the cell room and into another room with a large table, with iron shackles, and a large machine. People in red, hooded robes gathered around, as well as what looked to be the leader, masked by a helmet shaped like a raven, it's hollow, black eyes seemed to be staring right at your soul. You struggle as you're shackled to the table, fear rising inside of you. A large metal rod is pulled out and stuck into your body. One of the robed men flipped a switch on the machine, and agonizing pain you can hardly bear floods through your body, causing you to shriek in agony and arch your back, trying to escape the horrible pain that you have never felt before in your life......
A group called the Septori have captured you and locked you in a cell. They beat you, barely feed you, and take you to get tested on "the machine"...... Only blood and death lived in those cells. People are thrown in cells,taken to the machine, and usually don't come back......But you and a few others have something that those people don't......the determination to survive. You don't have any fight left in you, but yet you still try and plan an escape, hoping you can make it out of this wretched, awful hell-hole.....and live.
You also contain special powers deep within you. You are either a Hero or a Denai. Hero's can control the elements ( control water, fire, earth, etc.), while the Denai can control the energy of life (they can conjure potions out of feelings, they can make things float, can shift things that they touch, create shadows, etc. Denai cannot control elements though) The Septori also has given you ##### so that you cannot use your power.
Race: (Denai or Hero)
Power: (Only one)
No godmodding (controlling peoples characters)
No tlking lik dis
Use " when character is speaking
Use () when out of character
Romace is allowed and encouraged (but not too graphic if you catch my drift)
I would appreciate of you made a boy and girl but it is not required.
Only a limited amount of people:
1. ~jklhy56's character-Chyster
2. ~crazehgurl12(me)'s character-Joss
4. ~Kissme21's Character
5. ~mokeydokey's character-Alexandria
6. ~Stryder's character-Melanie
7. crazehgurl12's character-Mina
8. Kissme21's character
~I do not produce signatures~
Why, you may ask?
Because i am epic like that.
If you do not enjoy my signature
That is entirely your problem
~"Love is always patient and kind. It is never jelous. Love is never boastful or concieted. It is never rude or selfish. It does not take offense and it is not resentful." -1 Cornithians 13:4