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by **PureInsanity** on Mon Jun 23, 2008 9:31 am

((ooh, yeah see, I totally know what story you're talking about!!!!))

Pulling up the the gates, where the buzzer was, Iliana rolled down the window of her red '67 gateway mustang, and pressed the button. She sighed, impatient for the return. "Yes?" came the Russian accent through the muffled speakers. "Illy Graydon," she replied stifly. "I was invited by a Mr. John Rippington." She listened to the joy in the Russian man's voice as he invited her in, just as the gates began to creek open. She pulled in, parking next to another car, and, after grabbing all of her things, headed towards the large, open, wooden doors.

As she walked, Iliana breathed in the cool air as it brushed her hair back softly and whipped the belt of her trench jacket. As she entered, she saw two others, and immediately put on a warm and friendly smile.

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by **Alevera Sue Twister** on Mon Jun 23, 2008 9:47 am

(:D yeah, my teacher had made my class read it. I started liking it slowly, it was a good mystery.)

Erica heard the door open and close once again, and looked over at it. She saw a woman, and walked over to her. She appeared to be nice. Erica couldn't help but smile too. "Hello. I'm Erica Jackson. Please call me Ricky, Erica is rather annoyingly disturbing." She said tp the lady. Actually, the reason why she wanted to be called Ricky, was because she was wanted by the cops. She had a terrible crime record, of stealing and gang joining. Also, part of a little clan called "The Terrors". She and the rest of them always went to the cops department, and shooted up the place. Then run off as the cops would chase them like if it was a game. She had lots of fun, and they never were caught. Until once, when they had captured one of them, and tortured her in accusing the others. (There's my biography

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by **Jak_Vitharn** on Mon Jun 23, 2008 12:48 pm

Jak looked up. He heard 2 voices in front of him. he looked up to see 2 girls, 1 with pinkish-purpleish hair, and the othe with long, light blonde hair. He hadn't noticed them on the way in, to busy thinking about how pissed-off he is at his bosses. " Hello, I'm Jak Vitharn." He said. he extended his hand to them. " And you are?"

by **Alevera Sue Twister** on Mon Jun 23, 2008 1:02 pm

Erica looked over and saw another man standing there. He sorta gave her the impression that he was a crook. As suspicions raised over her, she smiled lightly at Jak, and said, "I'm Ricky." She extended her hand to him, and shook it. "Have any idea of why we've been invited here?"

by **Jak_Vitharn** on Mon Jun 23, 2008 1:12 pm

"I dunno, the letter i received simply stated we were invited here for, " services offered" or something like that. I'd show you the letter, but i left it at my house." He answered. " I'm personally confused about the whole thing, because the people i work for are defiantly not rich enough to rent out a whole, huge fancy fort for us, so i don't know what " services" i've offered." He said.

by **Alevera Sue Twister** on Mon Jun 23, 2008 1:16 pm

Erica nodded at him. She then glanced around the place. "Looks nice, doesn't it?" She looked back down at him. "What services you do?"

by **Jak_Vitharn** on Mon Jun 23, 2008 1:25 pm

Crap! He tought. He always tried to avoid having this subject brought up about his job as an assassin. Wait, Jak, Your a Author too..just tell her that!"

" I'm a author, i came down here to write a book, because it's so peacful and quiet down here." He looked at Ricky's face, trying to see if she knew he was Lying or not, though he really WAS a part-time author.

by **Alevera Sue Twister** on Mon Jun 23, 2008 6:36 pm

Erica looked at him, her face now a bit suspicious. "You came... to write a book? I don't get you..." She said, making it clear that she was indeed confused.

by **Jak_Vitharn** on Mon Jun 23, 2008 8:08 pm

Should i say my real job, and risk getting hated? Ah, screw it, i don't give a damn what they think. He thought to himself.

" OK, what the hell, I'm a.... um, "Retired" assassin. I used to kill for profit, but i gave that up." He lied. he told as much truth as he could tell and still not fear her calling the cops. " sorry for lying earlier, i just didn't really know what people would think of me and my...old job, so i made up the Author story." He said. " sorry to confuse you."

by **Alevera Sue Twister** on Mon Jun 23, 2008 8:25 pm

Ricky looked at him, and nodded at his statement. She smiled and said, "Ok. I understand. Can't really trust anyone these days. Too many snitches." She shook her head, it was tiring.

by **Shade062** on Mon Jun 23, 2008 8:39 pm

Hmm. For this one I know who I'll pick

Name (and nicknames, if any): Shade
Race:Hedgehog
Gender:Male
Age (and/or how old they appear to be): 16

General Appearance (build, first impressions, etc): Shadow the hedgehog with his stripes painted green (I know I'm a cheapo)
Hair/eyes: Green
Height:5' 4"
Weight: 102 lbs.
Scars/tattoos: --
Clothing/armor: Gloves, Shoes, Belt with Sword sheath and Gun holster
Weapons: Magic sword kiron, Hi-tech incenerator beam gun.
Inventory: ^

General personality: Loony. Has a few streaks of common sense.
Incentive to come (optional: this is mostly for my benefit): Cake.
Reason why benefactor wants dead: Shade ramned into his car and delayed him from making the deal of his lifetime.
Other miscellaneous info: Mental, is about as strong and fast as the strongest/fast human on the planet. Has unbelievable durability to impact. Prone to fainting.

by **Jak_Vitharn** on Mon Jun 23, 2008 8:48 pm

*Ahem*

REALISTIC RP!

Sorry shade, isn't a Sonic RPing site, they need humans. THE PEOPLE WITH FLESH. THA IS FLESHY. LIKE FLESHY FLESH.

>_>

<_<

FLEEEESH

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( Rp post)

" Oh thank god, you have no idea how relived i am that i've found someone who doesn't hate me because of what i've used to do." He said, smiling back.

by **Aslin** on Mon Jun 23, 2008 8:51 pm

(lolz)

Trish Starling parked her vehicle at the side and removed her black helmet. Swinging it, she walked towards the grand doors that were opened. Stepping through, she peered around, her gray eyes taking in everything from the wallpaper to the chandelier and furniture.

She placed her helmet on a side table and pushed her fringe away from her face. That's when she spotted a man and two women. Never one to start introductions, Trish took her time to make her way over before speaking, "My name's Trish."

by **Matt** on Mon Jun 23, 2008 9:11 pm

Matthew came behind her, having just pulled up on his motorcycle.

"Hello everyone!" He called out, waving joyfully as he entered the main room with the others. "My name is Matthew Graves; It's a pleasure to meet you and all!"

He certainly had quite a bubbly attitude; surely a devoted optimist. Matthew was uncharacteristic from the stereotyped computer hacker; he enjoyed being around people, almost craving it, and he always tried to find the goodness in everything. Though, of course, that did not make him perfect in the least...

by **PureInsanity** on Tue Jun 24, 2008 7:24 am

After meeting everyone and introducing herself, she turned back to Jak. "An Author?" she asked with interest. "I'm a journalist!" She couldn't help but laugh at her obvious 'Lois Lane' look that she had when she came into the house. "What do you write about?"

by **Jak_Vitharn** on Tue Jun 24, 2008 1:14 pm

" What do i write about? I haven't written a book Yet but i plan on doing one detailing the life of a retired assassin......Or, more accurately, My Auto-Biography." He said.

*OOC: Stupid work, making me resort to 1-liners....*

by **PureInsanity** on Tue Jun 24, 2008 1:21 pm

"Fascinating!" Iliana exclaimed. "Mind sharing some stories while we're here? I'd love to hear some." Iliana always was one for mysteries and interesting stories, such as the autobiography of an actual retired assassin. She wondered why he had retired from it, although she quite glad that she knew he wouldn't be killing her anytime soon.

by **Alevera Sue Twister** on Tue Jun 24, 2008 1:26 pm

Ricky said hello to everyone and introduced herself. The question Jak had been asked even interested her. She was interested of what he'd say to them. Remembering that he lied about being an author. The revealness of him being a retired assassin reminded her of her mother getting killed by an assassin. Ricky had been right there and saw the terrifying scene. The guy had shot her 10 times, seeing as her mother had a bullet-proof jacket. Then he had sliced her throat. Ricky was about 10 years old, and before the guy could have escaped, she had sliced some skin across his forehead. The guy had given her a cut on the chest. Ricky winced at the thought, and unconsciously placed a hand on her chest.

by **Jak_Vitharn** on Tue Jun 24, 2008 1:57 pm

Jak was about to tell Iliana about his very first assassination when something red caught the corner of his eye. He turned his head, and saw a m an in a Fine, red sweater and red pants watching everyone, looking at a piece of paper every few seconds. The man saw Jak looking at him, and started walking towards them. " hello, hello! I'm John Rippington, the man representing the Interests of our Benefactor." The man said, having the slight Russian accent the voice on the buzzer had. " We are missing 1 guest, Mrs. Miach Tsung. When she arrives, i will tell you all your reasons for being here. You people don't have to sit around the main hall, you can head to the recreation room, or anything, and i'll call you all down when the last guest gets here!" He said cheerily.

by **PureInsanity** on Tue Jun 24, 2008 2:06 pm

Iliana replied to the man, Rippington, with a warm smile, trying to keep her eyebrow from raising. Then she turned back to Jak, expecting to follow him to another room so he could tell them something about his past. "Shall we?" she smiled, holding her arm out.

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