Posts by MarkusGrimheart

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    "Yeah well I saw you not using gas, figured it was a good idea to use it sparingly so i came up with this little idea. Its a way of travel, and helps build strength which is always a good thing." he explained, "Your idea is pretty cool too. With the swinging, and physics, and science, and stuff." He laughed, it was all stuff he knew about but it was too much work to actually think about it and apply it. For him it was always better to be strong enough to just beat whatever came his way.

    Name: Aryn
    Gender: Male
    Age: 19
    Appearance (image if possible):
    Weapon: two simple handguns
    Element: Illusions
    Number (numerals please and the normal number): VI (6)
    Rank- High, Medium or Low (has nothing to do with your number): High
    Other: He keeps his robotic wings strapped down so he can wear his cloak and look normal. Also Aryn can't speak, he's a mute i guess some would say. he responds with nods/shakes or communicating telepathically

    Username: Cloud Strife
    Name: Peter Xenton
    Gender: Male
    Age: 39
    Appearance:
    Personality: Protective, Hard headed, strategic.
    Rank: Hunter
    History (Optional):
    Other: Muffins shall prevail


    Username: Cloud Strife
    Name: Markus Xenton
    Gender: Male
    Age: 19
    Appearance:
    Personality: Hides emotions, quick on his feet, skilled marksman.
    Rank: Tracker
    History (Optional): Lost almost all sense of humanity and emotions when his mother was ripped apart by the zombies
    Other: Muffins shall prevail


    Username: Cloud Strife
    Name: Jamie Xenton
    Gender: Female
    Age: 19
    Appearance:
    Personality: Nice, Chatty, Clumsy, and Intelligent
    Rank: Doctor
    History (Optional): Her mother died and she is the twin sister of Markus
    Other: Muffins shall prevail

    "Markus if you don't take this therapy seriously, your never going to get over mom's death." Jamie sighed putting her left hand on her forehead in a stressful manner. "Yeah, okay 'Doctor Jamie'" Markus replied as he got up off his bunk. "You know trying to help me is just about as pointless, as us trying to survive in this hell right?" He asked. "Then why do you keep fighting?" Jamie replied. Markus paused, "...I don't know." He sighed as he left the room and headed for the kitchen. Jamie shook her head, "No matter how hard a try dad, its like he doesn't want to be happy anymore." Peter turned to his daughter, "Give him time he'll come around sweetheart. Hate to change the subject but shouldn't you be at work in the infirmary right now?" He asked. She looked at a small travel clock she had on a shelf, "Oh crap!" She gasped as she ran around frantically gathering her stuff. Markus entered the kitchen, "Morning Erin, Whats cookin'?" He asked as he inhaled deeply through his nose. Meanwhile, Jamie charged into the infirmary, "I am so sorry I'm late Dr. Mako. My brothers counseling is a little less than productive." She sighed. Peter sighed as he looked at a picture of his wife, who was now dead. He put the picture away and headed into the lounge.

    "Yeah, sure." Markus replied as he grabbed some of the bowls. Peter sat down and took out a pad of paper to begin writing. Jamie sighed, "I swear i don't know what I'm going to do with that boy. With him being a tracker and with these suicidal thoughts i don't know if he'll come back from his missions one of these times..." She thought, i worried look suddenly took over her face.

    Markus put down the bowls he had and turned to Erin, "I have something i would like to ask you. I don't think your gonna like it, but the way i see it, it'll be the only choice we have." He sighed. Jamie typed away on her computer, writing reports and assessments. Peter overheard his son quietly speaking to Erin, and almost instantly he knew what markus was planning.

    Name: Markus McCloud
    Crush: Open
    Gender: Male
    Age: 19
    Looks: [img width=353 height=510]http://cs5997.vkontakte.ru/u83…/121220040/x_06b5d951.jpg[/img]
    Trainee or Mentor (Mentor is no less than 18): Mentor
    Personality: Seems rude, angry, and always pushes his students to do better than their best. But deep down he cares about his students and wants them to succeed
    History: In time.


    Name: Kendra McCloud
    Crush: Open
    Gender: Female
    Age: 16
    Looks:
    Trainee or Mentor (Mentor is no less than 18): Trainee
    Personality: Sarcastic, Cocky, Thinks everything is a joke, but serious when need be.
    History: In Time


    Name: Sean McCloud
    Crush: Open
    Gender: Male
    Age: 19
    Looks:
    Loner or With Evil organization: Leader of a small Neko Gang
    Personality: Womanizer, cheerful, friendly, calm about most situations.
    History: In Time.
    Level of evil (1 being petty thief to 10 being pure evil): 8

    Kevin collapsed to his knees, three of the undead, lied dead in front of him, blood dripping from both his knife and his medium long black hair. He sheathed his knife and took his compound bow off his back and loaded an arrow as he cautiously stepped out the abandoned shack, "Nothing like feeling like your the only one left living." he sighed.

    Name: James/Lucky
    Looks: [img width=430 height=510]http://api.ning.com/files/6HwV…mpd/HottAnimeEmoGuy41.jpg[/img]
    Age(current): 19
    Age (when admitted): 13
    Likes: sleeping, eating, hanging out with friends, oh and attempting suicide/ killing, fighting with james to come out and play, fighting, blood.
    Dislikes: fighting lucky to keep his split personality inside/ niceness, anything good or kind, or cute or pretty, etc.
    Personality: quiet, very curious, has no respect for personal space, and likes to examine people up close./ Angry, out for blood always, good at pretending he's nice so he can get close to people just to hurt them.
    History: His father was a drunk and his mom was a drug addict, they got in a fight one night and the father beat the mother to death, James watched the whole thing, unable to stop it. Thats when Lucky was born, Lucky football tackled the father and with knife in hand killed him. He was thrown into the academy when James denied everything and said, "it wasn't me, Lucky did it."
    Unit: Most of the time he is in Isolation, but when lucky comes out, its always back to ICU
    Quote: "What is normal? Non-existent, everyone has a different concept of what normal is, for example, throwing up may not be normal for someone who occasionally gets sick, however to someone who is bulimic, throwing up is almost everyday norm. So with everyone having different standards of normal that no other person can reach, Normal simply does not exist.
    Crush/BF/GF: Open
    Other: James doesn't talk a lot, he firmly believes that it wastes energy he could be using to fight off Lucky, Split personality disorder is a terrible curse

    James sat in his Isolation cell, humming creepily. "I'm bored James let's go cause some mischief." James smiled and shook his head, "no, no, no, no," James said aloud to the voice in his head, "You always end up getting me in trouble." James continued to hum and shake his head, "Come on, please, Don't you want some fresh air? stretch your legs?" James liked that idea, his head shake turned into a nod, "Uhm excuse me!" James called out, "I have to pee! may i be let out and escorted?" Just then someone opened his cell door and lifted him up, "Come on kid, let's go." a man said helping him off the ground. They walked to the restrooms and the man released James's arms from the straight jacket to take care of business. But James smiled, "Sorry....I swear its not me....Lucky just wants to play." James said as he knocked down the escort and ran down the halls. He was laughing as he ran and accidentally ran into Lena and fell. He groaned us he got up, "Oops sorry." He said.

    "Hi Lena, nice to meet you, I'm James. And every once in a while Lucky takes over, you'll know the difference." James explained. James turned his attention to Alex, he saw her blade, knew she was potentially dangerous, but curiosity got the best of him once again as he walked up to Alex and invaded her personal space to examine her, "you certainly aren't one of the doctors...." he said as he softly sniffed at her, "I'm James." he said sticking his hand out for her to shake.


    ~On the outside~
    Name: Markus Grimheart
    Age: 23
    Gender: Male
    Appearance:(Realistic) He has long black hair, wears a black leather trench coat with a white t-shirt underneath and black jeans, about 5'10", athletically built, fingerless gloves, and black converse high tops. Caucasian w/ brown eyes
    Ability: Manipulates darkness
    ~Underneath your skin~
    Personality: Lazy, thinks everything is a bother, even if he is doing nothing, you are disturbing him and he is going out of his way to help. hates people in general
    Morality Level: -3
    Relationships: Open
    ~Deep inside your soul~
    History: People as kids were afraid of the dark, Not markus, he lived in it, survived in it, embraced it, became one with it, he lived in a pitch black warehouse and only came out at night for 15 years, hiding from his grandfather who was out to kill him, he came out of hiding once he heard grandpa was dead. (more to be revealed later)
    Crush?: Open
    Secrets: He secretly craves power and would do anything to get it. If the opportunity rises and other survivors aren't around, he won't hesitate to kill people. Has known Justin for an extended period of time.


    (More forms coming but for now..... LAZY lol)