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Makoto Oshiro

"It's what I love to do..."

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a character in “The Gift of Innocence”, originally authored by peace_of_mind7, as played by RolePlayGateway

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"I want to have a choice..."




General Knowledge
"I can't be what he wants me to be..."




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|Full Name|
Makoto Oshiro

|Nickname|
Mack or Maki

|Gender|
Male

|Age|
Twenty-one

|Ethnicity/Race|
1/2 Japanese and 1/2 Filipino

|Sexual Orientation|
Heterosexual

|Room #|
257

|Prior Occupation|
Mob Boss

|Current Occupation|
Prison Guard






Things You Want To Know
"I have a dream..."




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|Hair Color|

Jet Black

|Eye Color|

Dark Chocolate

|Height|

Six Feet

|Weight|

One Hundred and Seventy Pounds

|Tattoos|

None

|Piercings|

None

|Scars|

There is a scar on his cheek, back, and stomach from when his father had him jumped after refusing to take over the business.

|Character Color|

#18a158

|Description|

Mack is a rather tall fellow, towering at about six feet with a slight muscular frame. His eyes are doe-brown and almost innocent while his short hair is jet black, spiking over his forehead. His skin is an olive complexion and bears the marks of his father's violent rages. He is a man that carries the look of a good man, however his father is attempting to morph him into the cruel man that he is.





For Better Or For Worse
"I dream of freedom..."




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|Personality|
{Dreamer, Talented, Sweet, Trapped, Torn}

Makoto is a gentle spirit that is a firm believer in non-violence. He is a lover, not a fighter and finds his father's views twisted and wrong. He has a Buddhist mentality that causes him to find passive methods to solve his problems. Morally, Mack is the pinnacle of innocence because he has a tendency to merely see the best in people, even when it's not even there. This is also the main cause of his naive nature; his tragic flaw. He is a very spiritual person with his 'make love not war' outlook on life. He thinks that the world isn't a horrid place, but simply a bit lost.

Being a complete sweet heart, Makoto doesn't approve of his father's ideals. He believes that there is a simpler, more honest way to make a living. Mack is a dancer. He moves with a fluid grace that is to be admired, but due to his family's business, he is forced to cast away everything that he is to be someone else.

Tragically, Makoto's heart is too pure. Despite his father's caustic remarks, violent rages, and cruel tortures, Mack still loves him. It's that devotion and love that will end him one day. His is too selfless; risking his life to save another because the mere thought of doing such a good deed is enough to make it worth it. He can't stand to see anyone in pain, no matter who they are, he feels compelled to comfort them. He will throw away his problems in order to assist someone else, however this can be taxing on him because his concern will not falter. He will worry himself until he is positive that everything is okay. He does these things not only out of the kindness of his heart, but also to escape from his own troubles.



|Hobbies|

~ Dancing
~ Philanthropy
~ Eating
~ Reading
~ Writing (Narratives mainly)


|Habits|

~ He hums when he is thinking
~ He dances when any type of music is playing
~ He snaps when he gets an idea
~ He hates silence, so he can always be seen with his IPod and headphones lodged in his ears


|Oddities|

~ Maki used to be called 'Bones' because when he danced it was as if he didn't have a bone in his body
~ He hates the smell of alcohol because of his father's addiction
~ He doesn't cry in public
~ On the rare chance that he's angry, he will turn the other cheek, but will dance to blow off steam
~ Mack can't lie to save his life



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|Likes/Loves|
  • Pasta
  • Dancing
  • Music
  • Crime Novels
  • Philanthropy
|Dislikes/Hates|
  • Sushi
  • Violence
  • The Mob
  • Restrictions
  • Sit-Coms


Stuff You Shouldn't know...
"And when I dance, I feel free. I have control, for once."






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|Strengths and Weaknesses|

|Character Skills/Talents|
  • Dancing
  • Communicating
  • Listening
  • Writing
|Character Flaws/Weaknesses|
  • Cooking
  • Fighting
  • Lying
  • Being Mean

Secrets:
~ His father forced him to torture and brutally kill a man
~ His dancing is the only thing that gives him control over his life
~ He has been feeling a little sick lately, but has been ignoring his symptoms

Fears/Phobias:
~ His father
~ Breaking his legs
~ Clowns











Remembering The Past
"It's what makes me special...different...and I never want to let that go."




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|Biography|

|Place Of Origin|

New York, New York

|Birth Date|

August 5th

|History|

Makoto's life has always been planned from the moment he was bought into the world. His father ran the Japanese mafia in New York City, teaching Mack to run the business when he finally reached his peak. Being the eldest, Makoto was next in line to carry out the legacy that his grandfathers set for him. However, during his childhood, Maki expressed signs of generosity and purity that his father dismissed. His mother taught him that kindness and love were golden; to not lead with your fist, but your heart. He embraced her lessons along with the piano, violin, and cello, but what really caught his attention were the ballroom dancing lessons that his mother enrolled him in when he was ten. He discovered his knack for dance and ventured out, honing his talent is multiple genres. He felt free when he was tap dancing, careless when he was break dancing, and graceful when he was foxtrotting. Makoto found his passion.

It wasn't until he was eighteen and his sister, Kazuki was thirteen that their father began to expect more from Makoto. He pushed him towards the business, criticizing his dancing and calling him a disgrace. He claimed that Maki was breaking tradition. Humble, Mack didn't argue, simply allowing his father to verbally abuse him and flinching whenever he raised his hand at him. He began to hide his talent, only dancing in the privacy of his bedroom. He hoped that one day, he'd be able to convince his father that his gift wasn't a waste of time. Sadly, the man refused to listen. He forced Maki to attend business deals, watch men get tortured for information, and oversee illegal transactions. Each event making Maki feel dirty.

When he turned twenty, Maki's mother gave birth to his youngest brother, Yuki, but died in the process. Her death led to his father's spiral. He took out the pain of his loss on Mack. Within that same year, his father took him to yet another torture session. Apparently, the man was rat and deserved to be punished, but Mack knew him personally and knew that at home, he had three kids and a wife to care for. He remained silent as the man was beaten within an inch of his life, but then his father commanded the goons to stop before turning to Maki and ordering him to finish the traitor off slowly and painfully. Maki hesitated, but refused. His father pointed the pistol to his head, declaring that Makoto was not his son because his son wouldn't defy him. Afraid for his life, Maki reluctantly torture the man then ended his life with a gruesome stab to the throat. After that day, the dancer was traumatized and filled with so much shame that he considered suicide. That's when the idea hit him. He'd fake his dead and escape the tyranny of his father's rule. Month went by and Makoto planned everything to the T.

One rainy night, Makoto was on his way home after closing a deal with a drug lord. He swerved off the road, crashing the car and getting out then used lighter fluid to set the car on fire. After faking his death, Maki made his way to freedom...until The Gift of Innocence recruit found him.

|Family Tree|

Father|Jun|50|Alive
Mother|Nani|45|Deceased
Sister|Kazuki|16|Alive
Brother|Yuki|1|Alive

|Happiest Memory|

"My mom taught me how to ballroom dance. She'd pick twirl me around as classical music swirled around us. She was an amazing dancer and an amazing woman."

|Saddest Memory|

"I can't get his screams out of my head. My father instructed me, urging me forward as he pressed the gun to my head, 'slice off his ear,' or 'cut off two fingers'...he kept begging, talking about his wife and kids. He was so scared. I didn't want to do it, God, I didn't want to...I'm just so sorry."







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Theme Song




It's Time | Imagine Dragons
So this is what you meant
When you said that you were spent
And now it's time to build from the bottom of the pit
Right to the top
Don't hold back
Packing my bags and giving the academy a rain check

I don't ever wanna let you down
I don't ever wanna leave this town
'Cause after all
This city never sleeps at night

It's time to begin, isn't it?
I get a little bit bigger, but then I'll admit
I'm just the same as I was
Now don't you understand
That I'm never changing who I am

So this is where you fell
And I am left to sell
The path to heaven runs through miles of clouded hell
Right to the top
Don't look back
Turning the rags and giving the commodities a rain check

I don't ever wanna let you down
I don't ever wanna leave this town
'Cause after all
This city never sleeps at night

It's time to begin, isn't it?
I get a little bit bigger but then I'll admit
I'm just the same as I was
Now don't you understand
That I'm never changing who I am

It's time to begin, isn't it?
I get a little bit bigger, but then I'll admit
I'm just the same as I was
Now don't you understand
That I'm never changing who I am

This road never looked so lonely
This house doesn't burn down slowly
To ashes, to ashes

It's time to begin, isn't it?
I get a little bit bigger, but then I'll admit
I'm just the same as I was
Now don't you understand
That I'm never changing who I am

It's time to begin, isn't it?
I get a little bit bigger, but then I'll admit
I'm just the same as I was
Don't you understand
That I'm never changing who I am


Second & Sebring (Of Mice & Men Cover) | D at Sea
I believe it's time for me to be famous,
And out of place.
I believe it's time for me to move forward,
When I break through.

This time I'll, make you,

Proud to see me over, come on daylight.

Proud of, who you raised.

Your shelter, your peacefulness.

So this time I'll make you proud.

Proud of, who you raised up.
You know that I will,
Always be here 'til the end.

Come back so I can say thank you for this,
Home cooked meals and a place to rest,
My troubled head when you're away,
I've passed the test, I've earned an A,
Not just in school, but in life,
You'll always be right by my side.
To help me show, hope to all,
That are lost and sick in this dying world.
I'll use the love you left behind,
I'll change their minds, I'll change their minds.

I hope, I hope you smile,
When you look down on me.
I hope you smile.

This can't, we won't know.
I hope that I make you proud.

This is not what it is, only baby scars.
I need your love like a boy needs his mother's side.

This is not what it is, only baby scars.
I need your love like a boy needs his mother's side.

This is not what it is, only baby scars.
I need your love like a boy needs his mother's side, yeah.






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Other/Misc:

|Wants to gain|
"I just want my freedom...it's all I ever wanted."

|Anything else|
~ Makoto can speak fluent Japanese
~ He always has his headphones and IPod on his person
~ He carries a picture of his mother because she was the only person that supported his dream
~ He wants to become a famous choreographer





OOC
|Password|
I've been Rping for three years and I like original, dramatic, and romantic RPs

|How often can you get online?|
Every Day

|How often can we expect you to be able to post?|
Every Day

So begins...

Makoto Oshiro's Story

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Harper awoke to a familiar throbbing in her head, so familiar in fact it was almost calming. The pain was like a nip to the lips, a feeling which left a numb, tingling feeling in her lips. As she lazily rolled over, she let out a gentle groan, arching her back as if she were of a feline bloodline. When she finally hoisted herself into a seat on the bed, she took a slow look around the room. "Nice place," she muttered allowed, should her client still be within ear shot. She doubted it. Men in suits always had important places to be. Even still; was this his room? A little girly, she thought to herself as she slid out of the bed. The marble floor was oddly warm. "Heated floors? Very nice..." she purred. As she glanced around the grand bedroom, she noticed three doors. Two that were double doors. She bit her lip playfully and walked to the middle of the room, toying with a lock of her chocolate locks. "Let's see-- what's behind... door number... Two!" She strode over and gently pushed the door open, revealing the master bath. A grin spread across her lips as she surveyed the stand alone, four claw, tub and the live green garden that sprawled over the walls and around the far side of the room.

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She had just finished running the bath water and was just about to dip her toe in when her phone started violently vibrating on the night stand. With a look of annoyance, Harper pranced back into the bedroom and scooped up the device as she quickly made her way back, and into, the bubble bath. The Madam could clearly be read across the screen. "Hey, sunshine! Goodness, look, whoever this man is feel free to book me with him anytime. Who is he, by the way? Excuse me? What do you mean I'm not on call? What? Never came back? The bar? What? No. Of course not. Alright. Yeah, I'll call you when I'm on my way. Yes, ma'am. I know. Yes. But I--" The line was dead before she could finish her sentence. A sigh swelled and escaped her chest as she let the phone slide to the floor. So. She was in some random rich man's house. In his tub. Naked. The perks of being a prostitute, right?

Surely she should have been more worried, but honestly what could this man do to her that hadn't been done already? He didn't even appear to be in. With that in mind, Harper took her time enjoying her bubble bath and when she was through she helped herself to one of the soft white robes hanging on the wall. She was in the middle of crossing the room when a piece of paper laying on the bedside table caught her attention. I knew it, she thought to herself with a smile, hoping that her payment and a 'see you again soon' would be attached to the paper. Opening the folds, she began to read;

"To Whom It May Concern:

Do not be alarmed by the change of setting. You have been brought to the corporation and have been taken care of by my staff after you had a sudden fainting spell.

My name is Sylvester Cromwell, but I am most commonly referred to as The Benefactor. I am the proud owner of The Gift of Innocence Corporation, and I am pleased to inform you that you have been chosen to become a part of my Special Working Staff. As part of my special staff, you are given your own room and other basic living needs; however this only extends to you and no other family members. The room you are in now is the room you will reside in, and the number is in the bottom right corner of your envelope in case you forget. You will also be receiving “The Gift of Innocence” which is unique to each person that receives it.

You may be wondering what this “Gift of Innocence” is and why you have been selected. My company is not for the privileged but for the disadvantaged. I give second chances to those who have been through hard times, whatever the situation, and I give them a “Gift of Innocence” that will help them move on. It is a special ability that gives you what you have lost along with your innocence and your tool in your job. Although I can give you your innocence back, it is still your choice whether you choose to move on or not.

When you are ready, you may head out of your room and meet with either of my Recruiters Scarlet or Nicholas. I will be meeting with you and your co-workers individually in my office in room 656 on the 6th floor to discuss with you any questions you may have as well as give you your Gift of Innocence. While you wait, do get to know each other and engage in some friendly chatter, as you will be working closely with them for awhile. I look forward to working with you.

Sincerely:

The Benefactor of Innocence"


So it wasn't a dream. The man in the alleyway, and his proposal. She gently flipped the paper over to find her room number. Room Number 250. So, all of this was hers. A grin slowly spread onto her face. Hers. Not The Madam's-- but hers. She placed the letter back onto the bedside table and turned to the other two mystery doors. With a small bubble of growing excitement, Harper jogged over in her robe to the first set of double doors. Unable to control her curiosity any longer, she pushed them open and froze. Her heart nearly stopped in her chest. Before her, was a dream come true for any girl. Not only did she find all of her clothes, but a plethora of new articles had joined them. Straight ahead into the closet she walked, in a daze. She looked to her right, to the other wall and nearly fainted. Harper's bottom lip trembled slightly as she reached out in disbelief to touch a pair of black Prada heels. The room was breathtaking, and left her completely speechless.

There were so many beautiful clothes to choose from, Harper eventually settled with a simple and comfortable outfit. She paired a simple white tank top with a grey scarf and camisole, and finished the outfit with a pair of leggings and simple black flats. Once she was finished getting dressed, she let her hair down from the bun she had previously had it in, for bathing, and helped herself to the many hair and makeup supplies in her new vanity. After straightening her hair, and applying some very minimal amounts of makeup, she was ready to go explore the rest of her room. Back through the double doors of her walk in closet, she made her way to the final set of double doors. Upon opening them, she found herself in an elegant living room. Again, she was without words. Maybe the man... what was his name? Nick! Maybe he had murdered her in that ally, and this was what Heaven looked like?

Harper bust out laughing at the thought. Her. Get into heaven. It was laughable. Still smiling, she turned to the door across the room. "So many doors," she said with a smile. Grinning, she walked over to the knob and went to push it open- but the door did not move. After a few seconds of panicked jerking at the door, she finally pulled backwards and felt the door quickly give way, sending her stumbling. She had to laugh at herself then, for the wave of panic quickly subsided into feeling foolish. This place was perfect, there was no way that it could ever get better! With that thought in mind, she peeked outside of her door, and looked down what appeared to be a hallway. And just like that-- this perfect place lost it's glimmering shine. For as she was leaving her room, a person just seven doors down from her had come out as well, followed shortly by the person right beside her room. They were both male.

Instantly her mood was flattened. You have got to be kidding me... "Took you long enough..." A feminine voice caught her attention, sending her head turning in the opposite direction to notice two females standing at the other end of the hall. The one female appeared extremely bored and agitated, at least from her posture as Harper couldn't really see the details of her face from so far away. The second female appeared to be having some sort of mental break down, but Harper couldn't be bothered with listening to anything she was whining about. Her voice was almost obnoxious, even from where she was, but she instantly scolded herself. That was not a good way to make friends. This was not her workplace. The beautiful women down there were not her competitors, and the men to her other side were not clients. Biting her lip, Harper dipped back into the room, looking for a key or something for the door. Sure enough, she found one. After a quick dart back into her closet, she grabbed a black clutch to throw her key and cellphone in, and then returned to the hallway. "Also, I really need to get home, there's something I really need... to do." the second girl was saying as Harper closed her door.

Then she just stood there, awkwardly, unsure if she should join the two females; having never seen either of them. With a nervous tug at her clothes, Harper glanced to the two boys and flashed them a smile. "You get abducted too," she asked, her tone playful and light, though there was a bit of nervous laughter at the end. Why did she feel so exposed and vulnerable? The majority of her body was screaming to retreat into her closet and never come out, but the tiny side of her that was reason forced her to stay. "I'm Harper," she added, nervously pulling her hair to the left side of her neck. "What's your name?" Without waiting for an answer, she waved for them to follow her, if they wanted, and headed to meet the two females at the end of the hall. When she came to a stop, she glanced from one to the other and then flashed another smile. Smiling always made her feel better, even if she was faking it. "I'm Harper," she announced, giving a shy wave to the two females. "Did you get a letter, too?"



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Makoto was wide awake and he was extremely giddy. Despite the strangeness of waking up in an unfamiliar setting, Mack found himself lounging about and happily getting to know his surroundings. He walked around the small apartment as music blasted in his ears from his headphones. He danced around his new bedroom, mentally thanking The Benefactor for giving him this luxury. He was beginning to feel free already. He had already read the letter, had his freak out, and now he was indulging in the perks. He hummed along with the music as he moon-walked into the living room, spinning in place and shaking his head to the rhythm. It felt so good to know that he didn't have to be afraid anymore, no more commands, not more torment...no begs for mercy. He stopped his dancing as flashes of the terrible night rushed through his mind.

"Skin him or I'll skin you, boy," his father spat at him as he held the gun against Mack's head. Makoto's tears mingled with the sweat the dribbled from his forehead. His eyes locked with the frightened brown ones of his victim. "Do it!" Jun pressed the barrel against Makoto's temple, his patience warring thin. "Please...don't make me, dad...I can't." Mack closed his eyes, choking on his cries. The blood on his fingers were making him want to gag, but he held back the bile that threatened to break free. His father said nothing as he clicked the chamber. His tone was even and clear as he slowly counted back from ten.

Makoto flashed back to the present just as the song ended. He pulled the earbuds from his ears and placed his iPod into his pocket. He shivered before tearing his thoughts off of his father. Technically, he was dead, so he no longer needed to worry...he was free now...at least that's what he told himself. Absentmindedly, Makoto roamed the room, enjoying the fact that he had something that actually belonged to him. Mack took a deep breath, clearing his mind of all things negative. He should be happy, not dwelling on the past. He made his way to the exit. Opening the door, he looked to his left, spotting a woman coming out at the exact time he was. She looked like a model and he had to remind himself that it was rude to stare. He offered the girl a friendly smile and a small wave as more people entered the hallway. It seemed that she wasn't too pleased with his attention, so he said nothing to her and kept his head down. He didn't want conflict. Shyly, he approached the growing group of people and watched them interact.

First step to rebuilding his life was to make friends...Here goes nothing... he thought before opening his mouth to speak. He was reassured when a small girl introduced herself as Hailey. He placed a grin on his face, "I'm Makoto, but you can all call me Mack or Maki. It's nice to meet you." He released the breath that he been holding and mentally patted himself on the back. Good job, Maki. Smooth.

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Fiona let out a small groan as she felt the pounding in her head. Since when had she had a pounding in her head? Her insomnia was never this awful. It was always just a constant tick, tick, ticking and as much as it drove the Brit insane it was never this painful. She put her hand through her golden locks before opening her eyes to see that she wasn't in her room anymore, she wasn't even in her house anymore. If she was, she would have be in her bed with her eyes wide open from a night of maybe thirty minutes of sleep. Hearing the tip toeing of her older siblings as they try not make too much of a ruckus that their parents wake up to see their children sneaking out to do only God knows what. As she tried to process her thoughts and rethink about what had happen last night, she looked up at the lights above her as if she was trying to count how many times they seemed to sparkle. “What did I do last night?” It wasn't a possibility that she had gotten drunk. She was only nineteen after all and she didn't drink like others her age. After a moment, she decided that she could at least look around the room for some sort of clues about where she was at least. She pushed herself out of the plush bed and slipped her feet out of the covers, letting the cool air brush they in an instance. When picked herself up, she felt a sting of pain in her stomach remembering to newly healing scar she had left on her stomach a few nights prior. She pushed the pain away and looked around the room. When she looked at the vanity there was a letter unopened, as if it was for her. Even if it wasn't she was curious and decided to open it. As she read over it she scoffed more and more at the idea that the dream she thought she had last night wasn't a dream. She sat down from becoming overwhelmed. The one part she kept reading was:

I give them a “Gift of Innocence” that will help them move on. It is a special ability that gives you what you have lost along with your innocence and your tool in your job. Although I can give you your innocence back, it is still your choice whether you choose to move on or not.

She shook her head and let out another scoff before putting the letter down. She wasn't sure if it was true or if this was some guy's idea of kidnapping. But, if it said she could somehow earn her innocence back then she was all for it. How that was possible... She wasn't sure. But, she was determined to find out. But, first things first. She wasn't about to go out "exploring" in her nightgown. That was out of the question but it didn't seem as if she would find any clothes that would be hers. But looking in the walk in closet wouldn't hurt any, now would it? Opening the door to the walk in closet, she smiled looking at all the different colors and patterns. Not to mention how large it was, it made her one at home seem like a simple sliding closet. After moments of looking over the options she decided on a dress with tan colored flats paired with her glasses of course. She walked out of the closet and walked to the door next to it that she assumed was a bathroom which it was. She grabbed the ponytail holder from her wrist and put her curly mane up in a bun to keep it from getting wet. Not long after she was relaxing in the bath for a good five minutes before getting out and putting on her clothes.

Looking at herself in the full length mirror, she tilted herself a bit unimpressed at the reflection but didn't waste much time exiting the room, she didn't spend time to look in her living room only because she wanted to find out what was going on. Closing the door behind her, she looked at all the doors of the different rooms. “At least I know I'm not alone.” She said softly to herself as she walked towards the soft voices she heard. Before she knew it there were more people than she thought. One who had just introduced himself as Makoto as she walked up to the group. She cleared her throat and looked towards the people before speaking. “I'm Fiona.” She told them as she looked them over, trying to see if any of them were either wearing leather or anything else obviously made of animals. But stopped as soon as realized it looked like she was judging them.

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ImageYawning Rosalina slowly opened her eyes to a chandelier and cotton candy pink walls above her head. She wasn't at all shocked to see something different, she was use to waking up in the bed of strangers after a long night of partying. "Gosh!" Exclaiming as she picked up a pillow and slammed it to protect her eyes from the light; she was experiencing a horrible hangover headache. Sitting up she pulled the satin sheets closer to her chest as she examined the bedroom"Oh my god." She said to herself quietly, the room looked almost exactly like her old home when she had still lived with her parents. Everything was so expensive here, nice, and the perfect temperature, it certainly wasn't anything the crowd of people she had been with last night could afford. She had been doing drugs and drinking at a party like her new normal. It wasn't uncommon for her to leave with a man, but never had she come to a place so beautiful in the past few years. It was normally a ran down trailer or a mediocre home.

"How drunk was I last night?" Getting up out of the bed she let the heat of the floor sink up through her feet and into the rest of her body, "How rich are you?" Questioning the man she assumed was near by. When up she looked at the numerous different doors around the room: one in front of the bed, one beside the bed, and the other on the right wall. "So you're hiding?" Smirking she first went to the door on the right and once opening it spotted a living room. "You've got to be kidding! This man is loaded!" She began to recall the man from last night, but he was blurry from her drunken haze. He had offered her something, Sex... no. Drugs... I don't think so. Wasn't it something about a second chance? Questioning herself within her mind she walked over to the pinked floral coach and rubbed the soft fabric with her hand. Giggling she took off her shoes and began jumping up and down on it, it might not have been the right thing to do in someone else's house, but she wanted to. "Come out and play with me! Calling out she didn't get the reply she was looking for so when she was in the air she put her legs out and let the coach catch her in a cradle. Who ever that man is is being no fun!

Huffing she stood up and walked back into the room, Now on to the next door! This time she choose the door that had been next to the bed. Opening it up it lead to a bathroom that was pink and frilly like that other rooms she had been in. This man must have looked into my wildest dreams to make this house according to me. In owe she she shut the door behind her. Catching the glimpses of the full body mirror she to face it and looked at herself in the mirror: long blonde hair, makeup-less but glowing, pants-less with pink ruffled underwear, and her white tank top with a left bust pocket braless. I guess I did have sex... but not with the man from the alley, but what's that?. The realization made her feel dirty inside, but she noticed something sticking from the pocket, opening up she began reading in her head. My name is Sylvester Cromwell, but I am most commonly referred to as The Benefactor. I am the proud owner of The Gift of Innocence Corporation, and I am pleased to inform you that you have been chosen to become a part of my Special Working Staff. As part of my special staff, you are given your own room and other basic living needs; however this only extends to you and no other family members. The room you are in now is the room you will reside in, and the number is in the bottom right corner of your envelope in case you forget. You will also be receiving “The Gift of Innocence” which is unique to each person that receives it... I still got fucked, but at least this explains why I couldn't find the man. It defiantly hasn't been the man in the alley, meaning he found her this way probably thinking she was raped, thinking she had lost her innocences, but that was something she had lost long ago to Noah, which had been a mistake. Reflecting in the mirror was another door, Why so many doors? Turning to face it she walked over to it and pulled it open, So that's where the tubs at. The wash room was large with marble walls the same pink as everything else, two wooden doors, fake sliding doors that seemed to open up to a wall painting, a shower, and a jacuzzi for a tub. It's bath time! Stripping down to nothing she rushed over to the tub that had already been full of warm bubbling and popping water. "It's going to be a blast working here." Cooing as she slid deeper into the water she moaned slightly from the comfort of warmth she was receiving. Shutting her eyes as she soaked she feel asleep.

Waking up the headache she had had was gone along with all her bath water. "I guess this means it's time to get out." Saying so laughing she got out of the tub. Looking around for a source of towels she spotted a compartment under the tub. Opening it up she found the towels she was looking for. Taking two out she wrapped one around her hair and the other she used to dry off her body and wrap up in. "Now to the other doors." With random selection of the side by side doors she pulled back the right one to a kitchen. Not being hungry she voted not to explore the room, but she nodded with acceptance to the very lovely style of it. Closing the door to the kitchen she turned the knob of the left door that reviled a walk in closet. "Oh my Gucci I'm in heaven!" Being an expiring fashion designer of course this would have to be her favorite room. With every wooden row there was outfits already pared for her to wear, it was everything and more she could imagine. When entering the room she noticed a small device labeled Outfit Maker. Clicking on it it showed sections titled by what style if clothing it was. Touching Sexy Night Out. It listed off pictures of shirts, dresses, pants, jewelry, and other clothes items. Scrolling through she finally picked everything she wanted and pressed Assemble clothes and waited to see what happened. "Woe!" Was all she could say as the rows of clothes began to move, stopping on the outfit she had selected she walked over to it. With a huge grin of excitement she pulled the blue tank over her head and on to her bare skin, one leg after the other into the black shinny leggings, and lastly put both of her feet into the black heel spiked shoes. Take another looks at the jacket she decided she rather leave it where it was. "Now all I need is a blowdryer." Saying so to herself she heard a noise from behind making her jumping. Spinning around to look she noticed a drawer had opened that contained a hair drier. This place is so magically. Bending over to pick it up she turned to face another body mirror that had been in her closet and watched herself blow dry her hair.

With naturally perfect curls she out the drier where she had found it and left all the rooms she had been in before and returned to the bedroom, "One door left." Taking in a deep breath she reached for the knob, opened the door, and walked out into a large hallway full of people. This just be the other workers. Walking over to a groups of people she gave a warm welcoming smile, "Hello everyone, I'm Rosalina." Telling who ever was listening.

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As always, Nick groaned annoyed by his alarm going off with his ringtone of a mash up of Relient K’s hits. He first looked at the time on his cell phone showing a bright 9 o’clock and nearly pressed the ignore button, but then his eyes peered down at the Caller ID and saw that it was the Benefactor. Knowing he better not mess with his boss, Nick cleared his throat and answered the call. It seemed the Benefactor had figured it was time for the new recruits to get ready and he wanted him to meet with the females.

“Sure thing, sir!” Nick replied. He was always ready to meet the ladies. It was his favorite part of his job. The Benefactor knew that he was better suited for sweet talking them and so his assignment was set in stone. The Benefactor added that he had to apologize for the lack of an elevator and Nick had carelessly agreed before hanging up.

”Crud…Now I’m going to be mentioning that dang lack of an elevator business. I better find some way to smooth talk over that,” Nick thought.

Nick looked at himself dressed in some Nike blue short pants and a white tee shirt. ”Hmm I don’t think the ladies will like this…” Nick thought. He looked into his chestnut brown cabinet to see what kind of clothes he’s going to wear today. Taking out a white dress shirt, a black suit and its matching pants, Nick decided he was going to go formal today and be the gentleman. After changing his clothes and combing his hair just right for the role, he realized he forgot one more thing and took out his pair of shades from his night stand and put them inside his pocket.

He was about to shout and say, ”Hellooo ladiesss!!!” when he saw the boys coming out of their doors and realized, “Oh yeah… I’m in the guys section right now.” At first Nick was annoyed by the fact that he had to travel in a “U” shape to get to the girls but then he figured, “Oh well I might as well meet the guys as well.”

“Hello?” A guy in dark blue jeans and dark blue button shirt asked loudly as Nick opened the door. Nick went towards the guy and said, “Hey there man, I’m Nicholas Truman but you can call me Nick. I’m sorry, I really want to make introductions but you gotta get to Scar and I gotta get to the girls so we can meet the Benefactor. I’m heading that way and you can follow me or not but I gotta jet. See you soon!” Nick tried to walk but his feet were firmly planted on the floor. He then realized he forgot to say, "Oh yeah and um I'm sorry we don't have an elevator." Finding his feet can move continued his walk and saw two guy pass him without paying any attention, focusing on the staircase at the end of the hall near his room. He was about to call after him when he heard the sound of footsteps growing fainter and moving downwards in a fast motion. “I better tell Scar before the run off…” Nick thought.

Walking even further into the hallway, Nick saw another man leaning against the wall in front of his room who seems to be waiting for some kind of direction from someone. Nick wondered how Scarlet never got to the guys seeing as she’s usually the “early to rise” type of girl. He decided to end the guy’s misery and help him for awhile saying, “Hey there, I’m Nicholas Truman, but you can call me Nick! It seems you’re confused and not sure what to do. I have to go get the girls but you can follow me and I’ll lead you to Scarlet. She’s the one you’re supposed to be meeting. Oh and sorry about there being no elevator!” Nick regrettably left without checking to see if any of the guys were even following him. He had to make sure that he got to the girls for he didn’t want to make the Benefactor wait.

When Nick finally reached the girl’s section he was greeted by Scarlet who told him, “took you long enough.”

“Hey sorry Scar, I had to help a couple of your guys. They looked so confused. Hopefully they followed me…”Nick trailed off. He was about to greet the girls when he caught a glimpse of a short black haired girl running in the opposite direction down the stairs.

”Crud, I hope she doesn’t think of running away!”Nick thought. He knew he had to follow her to make sure but there was the matter of the other girls who were probably just as confused as she was. Regrettably he told them, “Hey ladies and gentlemen, I’ll be with the ladies in a moment to escort them to the Benefactor and the men will go with our lovely Scarlet. However, it seems that I need to make sure the little fox doesn’t run scot free. I’ll see you all in a bit and sorry but there is no elevator!” Before he moved, on he remembered putting something else in his pocket ahead of time that was meant for one of the girls. He took out the medication and gave it to Grey saying, “By the way, the Benefactor mentioned that there was a girl that would be needing some medication. I told him I would be honored to give this to you.”

Without waiting for any response, Nick ran down the staircase behind Scarlet and the others to follow the girl. When he got downstairs he saw the girl on the ground, knees to her chest and crying. He was about to approach her when another guy blowing his smoke shouted some nonsense about sucking it up. Nick can’t stand it when guys are rude, so he called him out saying, “Hey back off man! Let her cry if she wants to! She’s just confused and probably scared out of her mind. You don’t know what she’s been through. And we don't have an elevator so just be patient!”

Nick then knelt down in front of her and took out his handkerchief handing it over to her. “Hey there, don’t worry we’re not going to hurt you,“Nick said with a reassuring smile. “I’m Nick, what’s your name? Sorry we don't have an elevator...” Nick then laughed silently and nervously thinking "Great...I should've been more careful with agreeing to tell the others about the elevator."

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Scarlet didn't say anything when Gray spoke, instead she kept leaning against the wall with her legs and arms crossed. "It's lovely to meet you, I'm Grey." she said with a smile that was meant to be warming, Scarlet on the other hand kept starring at her sharply, expressionless except from her eyes that said, 'I'm not buying the act... so drop it'. She then asked her about Nick looking for some sort of explanation, almost at towards the end she said something about not being different or special and she had made the mistake to lie . Scarlet shook her head almost showing her disapproval at the remark, almost feeling offended by it. After all Scar took pride in her job and the corporation, "Does it look to you like just anybody that damn pleases can work here?" she asked feeling highly irritated not only at her comment but at her lie, Scarlet was extremely skilled at spotting a liar and this time was no exception. "Don't bullshit a bullshitter" she thought with a smirk.

"Also, I really need to get home, there's something I really need... to do." she said to which Scar simply replied immediately with a bored tone sounding as if she had already said it countless times before, she had said it to other recruits often times so maybe that's why she sounded apathetic, "everything that you need..." she paused for a moment noticing that others had just gotten out of the room, "is in the room you woke up" she finally said eyeing the others, "But I am sure that most of you noticed that by now" she said knowing how Sylvester liked making feel everyone as comfortable as possible and giving them their own perfect little apartment, Scarlet shook her head in disagreement in Sylvester's arduous attempts to please them.

Scarlet stopped herself from giving any explanations waiting for more recruits to join, after all she hated repeating herself and she thought it useless if they were still missing some people, besides, she was to take on the guys and most of the people she could see so far were women and a few guys. Harper introduced herself followed by a shy wave and asking if they had gotten a letter too, which Scarlet completely ignored, soon after, a girl named Hailey joined too to which Makoto responded with a friendly introduction. Scarlet eyed the whole place again, searching for more recruits to join and to finally lead them to Sylvester, and she noticed Zeus waiting outside his room leaning against his door, waiting for her instructions. One by one, Scar was counting to see exactly how many of them were missing and so far everything seemed to be going well, they had more than half girls with Fiona's arrival but they were still lacking many of the guys and she had just noticed one of them leaving the scene walking away in the opposite direction, 'well that's just... perfect' she thought in annoyance.

It wasn't until she heard a male voice ask a bit confused, "Hello?" that Scarlet had finally had enough. "All right... that's it." she paused a bit irritated, "I am not giving any explanations until everyone is here." she said looking at everyone. Scar finally saw nick joining her, she gave him a look saying, 'you're late, again...' but she didn't say anything as he moved to her side, “Hey sorry Scar, I had to help a couple of your guys. They looked so confused. Hopefully they followed me…” he said. Scarlet didn't say anything as he explained the group that guys needed to follow her while the girls were on him, he obviously explained obediently about warning them of the out-of-service-elevator and soon after followed after the girl that had also exited the scene post haste, Scarlet hoped he would also bring the other guy that had left as soon as he walked out his door.

After Nick left quickly running after the girl, she was left alone with the group once again. Annoyed at the whole dramatics, the chatter and growing more and more impatient at everyone that wasn't there she finally unfolded her arms and moved towards the rooms. One by one on the missing guys she knocked on their rooms, loud enough to give anyone a headache, it wasn't until she got the the room #276 that she noticed an open door. She entered the room quickly and as soon as she realized that there was nobody in the room she rolled her eyes, 'there always has to be that one guy doesn't it...' she started wondering. She pulled out her phone texting the idiot that had decided to play smart on her.


"Not on my watch. Don't even think about it... Get. Back. Here. Now."

Scarlet walked out of the door closing it shut quickly making yet another loud noise. She looked around to the ones that were still talking with each other. She wouldn't have said anything if it were up to her but she thought that more would try to leave so at the end she finally decided to speak up, "something came up... stay here, Nick will be back soon and so will I" she said accentuating the stay, almost making it a command for everyone to follow. "You will soon meet Sylvester... " she paused for a moment knowing it would sound awkward on her lips, "I mean... The Benefactor. You may want to get to know each other seeing that you'll be living together from now on" and with further delay she headed down the stairs. She felt her phone vibrate on her black denim jeans,

"I'm on my way. Walter's bringing me. Who is this anyway?"

"I'll meet you by the door"

It didn't take long for Scar to reach the door. She posed against the open door arch with her arms crossed as she had done in the morning. She was already on a bad mood so instead of looking relaxed as she had on the morning she looked a bit tense. It didn't take as long before she saw him walking towards her, "Hello mystery lady. Please tell me you're the one who's been texting me" he said as soon as he was close enough. Scarlet rolled her eyes in annoyance at his remark, "careful there, don't flatter yourself hotshot" she said moving past the door encouraging him to follow her.

As they walked their way on the direction where the others were waiting, "So how'd you get my number?" he asked but Scarlet kept walking ahead. "It probably helps that I put it on my contacts under 'My Number'. huh?" a small mischievous smile drew on her lips as she continued walking. "Well looking back on it now, it's pretty helpful, right? So why'd you text me?" he continued. Scarlet stopped walking remembering how troublesome he had been and she turned to face him now, "Because you were the only one dumb enough to leave." she said sharply before she gave him her back again and started walking at a faster pace now. It was a lie of course, some of them had indeed walked away, but that didn't mean that she would have to tell him that.

Scar finally reached the stairs but she didn't turn around to see if he was still following but she hoped that he was, after all she didn't want any more hassle than needed. She finally headed upstairs where she had told everyone to stay put, when she finally reached the place she eyed some of them that seemed to be already talking to each other, she turned around to see if Nick was already back from his little trip but he was nowhere to be seen. Before she did anything else, she turned around to see Daniel again, "I hope you don't give me any more trouble..." she finally said before she leaned against the wall again observing everyone a bit impatiently again, counting how many there were and hoping that they had more than the last time she had counted.

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A man suddenly opened a door near him and Alton turned his head. He obviously knew what was happening, very confident and forward. He didn’t miss beat as he approached Alton and said, “Hey there man, I’m Nicholas Truman but you can call me Nick. I’m sorry, I really want to make introductions but you gotta get to Scar and I gotta get to the girls so we can meet the Benefactor. I’m heading that way and you can follow me or not but I gotta jet. See you soon!” There was an awkward pause between them as, despite Nick saying he had places to be, he didn’t move leaving Alton to stare at him, waiting for something else to happen.

“Um-” The man started, but was cut off as Nick started speaking again. The man seemed finished for real this time as he began to quickly walk towards the direction the women were in. Alton found he didn’t need a response to the last statement and he began to follow Nick, it wasn’t long before they reached the small group that was forming. Two girls were talking to each other, a peppy blond, and a unsettling brunette. They seemed tolerable… enough. Alton, however, was much more interested in the red head Nick had a brief exchange with. The dark haired boy realized he missed his chance to ask Nick about what they had drugged him with, and she may have had the answers.

"I am not giving any explanations until everyone is here." He suppressed a groan of disapproval. The lack of pain he was feeling was starting to make him panicky, and he moved his right down to start scratching at his forearm. Usually the feeling of itching left him feeling satisfied, at least for a short while, but instead all he could feel was the pressure of his fingers. He tried scratching harder, attempting to feel anything, but he pulled away his fingers to a sticky mess. He had scratched his arm open, again, but it hadn’t even been worth it this time because he didn’t get to feel it.

He bent his elbow back to look at it, he had done a decent number on his arm, but the lack of feeling anything other than the pressure was concerning. He looked towards the direction where Scarlet had disappeared, he wondered if she would be irritated. Judging by her less then friendly first impression he guessed she would, not that he even cared. Right now he’d be happy with a few Hello Kitty Band-Aids if nothing else.

He looked at his scratch wound, then his red fingers and sighed. “Well it’s not that serious.” He muttered before looking around, some of these people might have been put off by him appearance, so he shoved down his rolled sleeve and wiped his fingers on the back of his jeans. It left him to go find something to lean against. No need to go anemic in front of a bunch of strangers and pass out.

He wandered towards an empty space that none of the small groups that had formed were currently occupying, and he tapped the wall with his finger before leaning against it. He glanced over the growing group of people. They seemed like a diverse bunch, and he eyed several profiles that would be interesting to sketch, he found himself wishing he had a sketch book on him now. But, he didn’t dwell on it as he closed his eyes and dipped his head back to rest against the wall. Surely he would get his explanation soon enough.

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Jasper wasn't sorry, for remorse was an emotion that he refused to channel. He watched with uninterested eyes as an older man assisted 'Selena'. Bet it felt nice for someone to come to your aid, he wouldn't know.

“Hey back off man! Let her cry if she wants to! She’s just confused and probably scared out of her mind. You don’t know what she’s been through. And we don't have an elevator so just be patient!”

Jasper rolled his eyes as he took one more puff of his cigarette. He was tempted to say, I was simply giving her a proper welcome, in the most condescending and sarcastic tone he could muster, but he as he opened his mouth to say the words, music interrupted him. He turned his attention to the source, spotting a man in the backseat of the vehicle singing obnoxiously. The stranger was looking dead at Jasper, singing and mocking a guitar solo. Jasper's brows furrowed as he stared at the stranger as if he were a martian. He said absolutely nothing, eyes trained on the weird man before the car zoomed off.

"I've got to get out of this hell,"he said monotonously as he threw his smoke on the ground and stomped it out. Jasper walked into the building, pushing pass the man and the cry baby. "No elevator, huh? Noted," was all he bothered to say. He trekked up the stairs to where it all started. Lo and behold, the crowd of people had grown since he left. Joy! He stuffed his hands into his pockets and kept his face expressionless. He attempted to with the shadows, saying nothing and not bothering to introduce himself. His mind played out how that would go: Hi, I'm Jasper Ryder. I hate long walks on the beach, pink is a horrid color...that's right, I'm talking to you, Blondie, and I have a large dislike for the human race i.e. all of you. Die in holes. He chuckled inwardly, musing on how swimmingly that would go.





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Maki could feel the tension in the air. Apparently, Ms. Scarlet was upset that not all the men were present and Maki automatically felt the urge to assist her, however she looked like she'd bite his head off if he even looked her way. Everyone seemed to be on edge, but that was to be expected, however, he just wished that perhaps one of them would be nice enough to actually hold a conversation. He just stayed quite, not wanting to step on any toes with his good mood. From the corner of his eye, he spotted movement, seeing a man enter the hallway through the staircase. He looked very anti-social, but Maki was pretty sure he could put a smile on the guy's face.

Mack placed a kind smile onto his face as he approached the stranger. "You seem a bit down," Makoto said, offering that usual friendly grin that he practically trademarked. "I'm Mack, he stretched out his hand for a handshake.

Jasper simply glared at Mack's out stretched hand before allowing his azure gaze to narrow at Mack's face. "And I don't like you. Fuck off."

Maki lowered his eyes in disappointment. So much for cheering him up...

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Fiona watched as the group continued to grow and one more girl introduced herself as Rosalinda. Taking note to remember her name, she gave her a small smile before returning her stare to the environment around her. Not long after that a man walked up and addressed the group of young adults; “Hey ladies and gentlemen, I’ll be with the ladies in a moment to escort them to the Benefactor and the men will go with our lovely Scarlet. However, it seems that I need to make sure the little fox doesn’t run scot free. I’ll see you all in a bit and sorry but there is no elevator!” She raised an eyebrow as he said there was no elevator. Not that she would take it, she had a small fear of them and it never killed anyone to take the stairs. And again came the awkward silence on her end with the look that seemed judgmental. After that Scarlet told the group to stay put and she would be back soon, Something came up... stay here, Nick will be back soon and so will I. You will soon meet Sylvester... I mean... The Benefactor. You may want to get to know each other seeing that you'll be living together from now on When she walked away, Fiona looked again at the group seeing if there was anyone who interested her enough to go up to them and say something. After which, she smiled outwardly knowing she wasn't about to go up to anyone.


So, she just listened into a conversation between Rosalinda and another girl, who Fiona gathered was named Gray. And by the looks of it Gray seemed a bit annoyed with the other blonde of the group. And frankly, Fiona would to, knowing full well that if she went up to Rosalinda she would hear the thick British accent and say something on the lines of “Oh my gosh, you're British. Say something else.” or something like that like most people heard her speak for the first time. But that of course, was an assumption. And assumption was maybe why people thought that Brit were so goddamn self-absorbed and conceded. Something she wasn't going to let people believe she was. Not here where she was suppose to be able to 'start over and regain her innocence' She watched as a few more men joined the mostly female group. But one, seemed to a little pissed off from the others. “What bite him in the arse?” [ass] She asked herself before watching the boy Makoto go up to the man and try to, what seemed like introducing himself. Not that it went well seeing that the man said; “And I don't like you. Fuck off.”

She left out a small scoff before turning back around, rolling her eyes. “Someone is obviously in a smashing mood.” She said softly before fixing her hair and looking on her phone seeing if she had any messages from her family. Knowing full well that her roommate at her university probably called one of her brothers saying she didn't come home from her protest after taking the "shortcut' through an alleyway that wasn't far from her dorm room. Looking she saw three calls from her brothers, one from each and two text from her young sister. Asking where she was, was she okay, what the Hell had gotten into her for disappearing off their side of the world. She quickly knew that she had to tell one of them that she was fine. But she wasn't about to talk to any of them around people she didn't even know or even seem like she was going to like for that matter. So she had to settle on sending her sister a text saying that she was fine and not to worry. And she'd be home soon. Once sending it she sighed, not knowing if that was the truth or not. She just needed to ease their worry... Hopefully it worked... Probably not.

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A lot was going on, more people were flooding out of their rooms and approaching the group. She took note of people's name and managed to keep a shaky smile on her face. When one girl ran of she pushed her hands over her ears, hating the fact that someone could be so upset at this place. This place wasn't that bad... right? "Chill out Hailey it's just some emotional girl." She heard Penelope's words in her ears even if they were covered. She inhaled deeply, closing her eyes momentarily. "Hailey move your hands from your ears. You look like a freak when you do that." Penelope was being harsh to Hailey and it made Hailey tremble a little with anger. "Move your hands Hailey!" Penelope spat at her and Hailey let out a long breath. "Shut up, shut up, shut up." Hailey whispered to herself, closing her eyes even tighter than before. Hailey sighed softly, sliding her hands off her ears and glancing around at the group. She hadn't even noticed one male running off after the girl who was crying. What she did notice was that Makoto had left the group and was walking towards another male. She rose an eyebrow, wrapping her arms around her and dropping her gaze momentarily to the floor.

She didn't know what to do right now so when the Absent Minded part of her kicked in she hadn't realized why she was just staring at a wall. Lifting her head she looked over at Makoto once again, sighing softly as she turned away from him and looked at Fiona. She smile brightly at her, hoping she hadn't noticed the episode that she had there momentarily. "It's nice to meet you Fiona." She told the girl kindly then sighed softly. She looked around, suddenly wanting to take a walk. "I'm going to go looking around, so I'll see you later." She told Fiona, and started to walk away. She tightened her arms around herself as she walked away from Fiona, Makoto, and everyone else. She half debated whether or not she should just go back to her room so that she can relax just a little.
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While walking she rubbed her arms, sniffling a little as she walked. Now it was completely setting in what was going on. Upon rounding the corner she shook her head of any bad thoughts. "You know you really should turn around and get to know some of these people." Penelope reappeared once again. Hailey groaned angrily and turned her head to look at the imaginary Penelope walking beside her. "You can't keep doing this Penelope. I want to seem normal okay? You've got to quit butting into my life. Aradia knows that I talk to you some times, but I don't want people to think I'm a freak when I talk to you then flip out." She whispered, and her response from Penelope was a roll of her eyes. "I'm just saying." Penelope grumbled in the girl's ears. "Well I'm just saying that you need to butt out. If I go talk to someone will you stay out of my business for even just a little while?" She asked in a hushed tone and smiled a little when Penelope nodded then vanished.

She inhaled deeply then turned around and hurried back to the group of people, hesitating as she neared them she noticed one girl who really popped out at her. Aradia! Hailey skidded to a stop and gasped before smiling happily. "Hailey! What are you doing here?" She faintly heard Aradia say to her. "Do you know what's going on?" Aradia addressed Hailey. At this moment Hailey was overwhelmed with happiness. She couldn't believe that her best friend was here with her. "Aradia! I'm so glad your here. I really have no idea what is going other than we were allowed a second chance or something." Hailey told her best friend honestly. She shrugged then thought for a moment, "Wait didn't you see the letter in your room? It should have been some where near your bed or something. I mean it was for me." She said then noticed that Aradia had her Cello with her. Cool! She had been glad that Aradia had her Cello with her because she knew Aradia was really good at playing it and Hailey loved listening to her play it.







Zeus sighed, standing there and kicking at the ground because honestly there was really nothing better to do. He had no reason to go see how the girl was that ran off and he had no reason to really talk to someone when it seemed that mostly just females were out and considering he isn't too much of a fan of females he knew it was just a good idea if he just stayed put where he was. He only glanced up momentarily when a male walked in from the stairwell and a male passed by him to greet the other male. Of course the male who appeared from the stairwell obviously had some kind of chip on his shoulder. He knew this because as soon as the male who actually had a smile on his face greet the other male he instantly responded to his hi with: "And I don't like you. Fuck off." Damn, that was actually pretty rude. He thought then shook his head. "Well wasn't that rude." He commented with a small sneer. "Obviously someone has a chip on their shoulder that they should lose." He mumbled to himself as he looked down at the ground once again. Never once did he take kindly to people being mean to other people. Especially if they didn't deserve it, for some reason his protective side of him ends up coming out for some weird reason. Finally he decided not to do or say anything more. It wasn't his place and he preferred just to stand here until they got further instructions on what they were going to do.

((OOC: Sorry my male is so short I just didn't know what to do with him right now.))

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Daniel watched the contained chaos with amused interest. Two girls seemed to have had a pre-existing relationship while the others were just skipping about socializing. The rest of the guys mostly stood around on the sidelines, confused but not poking around, while the grungy smoker took some heat for bitching at someone. To Danny it was all very amusing. He enjoyed people watching more than anything, and if this wasn't just perfect for it, he didn't know what was. He leaned back against the wall with a casual tilt of his head, his line of sight moving from one clusterfuck of people to another. One had disappeared back into her apartment, there was a dude trying to corral, and his flame-headed mystery lady was still standing just a few feet away.

When his text tone went off in his pocket full blast, he cursed a little, turning it down as he looked at the screen. I thought I put that damn thing on vibrate, Daniel assumes. But then again he probably unconsciously turned it off in the car coming back. Not that Daniel cared, he usually always kept it on full blast. He just didn't want all the negative attention that was on Grungy Smoker man to be aimed towards him. This lot seemed like a sensitive bunch.

It was a text from Dick, of course. Dick was the only one he ever usually texted. He unlocked his phone, taking him straight to the message, and he almost burst out laughing.



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Daniel thought about it and decided Fuck it before going to his settings and turning off all sound and his flash. As casually as he could, he held his phone up, angling it so it looked like he was texting. He quickly tapped several times on his screen to focus, pokerface engaged, and got the perfect shot of the fiery vixen standing across from him. He quickly sent it to his brother, lowering his phone to his crotch. As expected, Dick texted him back right away.


You son of a bitch!


Daniel grinned and the fact that it pretty much looked like he was grinning at his crotch whilst he did so made him nearly laugh aloud. He would've sent his brother a reply but something moved in his peripheral. The scrawny Asian placed a kind smile onto his face as he approached the same guy Daniel had sung to just ten minutes before. Oh, I have GOT to see this, Daniel mused. "You seem a bit down.” The Asian kid said, offering that really friendly smile. "I'm Mack.” Bullshit, Daniel laughed to himself, watching the Asian kid stretch out his hand for a handshake.

Grungy Smoker man simply glared at Mack's outstretched hand before allowing his cerulean gaze to narrow at Mack's face. "And I don't like you. Fuck off.”

Ouch. Harsh.

Daniel sighed as the Asian kid practically pouted, Looks like it's Dan to the rescue. Seriously, who could just sit back and watch this guy be sad? Daniel walked up and wrapped his arm around the kid's shoulders, smiling down at him. “Hey buddy! I've been looking everywhere for you." He looked right at Grungy Smoker man and put on his best flirtatious smile, and said, “See you around starshine." Daniel sent the Melancholy Mary a wink before turning away with this so called 'Mack'. “So Fu-Man-Chu, what's your name? And don't say it's Mack, because we both know you shortened that shit." He heard the kid stumble for words and he chuckled, turning to face him with his hands shoved in his pockets. “Come on Jackie Chan, no need to be shy. This is a happy place." Daniel quickly tried to think of a way to make him more comfortable so he decided to copy his previous gesture. With a friendly smile he held out his hand, offering it to him in friendship. “I'm Daniel, by the way. Daniel Brennan."

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Makoto's downcast eyes with on his sneakers as he tried to think of a way to bounce back from being brutally slammed down. "Okay... he said in a tone that expressed his growing nervousness. He was about to turn his back on negative man when someone wrapped their shoulder around his arm. He almost jumped out of his skin, “Hey buddy! I've been looking everywhere for you." The stranger smiled as if they've known one another for years. Maki furrowed his brows, looking at him in confusion. "I...I don't know y... He was immediately interrupted. “See you around starshine." He continued, eyeing the rude man, who simply sneered as a response. “So Fu-Man-Chu, what's your name? And don't say it's Mack, because we both know you shortened that shit." Maki was pulled away from the gloomy figure and ushered further down the hallway. “Come on Jackie Chan, no need to be shy. This is a happy place. I'm Daniel, by the way. Daniel Brennan."

"My...my name is Makoto Oshiro," he stuttered. His eyes flickered to Daniel's, lips pulling into a tight line as he surveyed the man's face. He wasn't sure if he should be offended or amused, so he settled for a raised brow and confused stare. "A pleasure?" He clasped his hand around Daniel, allowing a small smile to grace his face. He wasn't sure how to feel about Daniel, but he concluded that he'd be seeing him a lot. "Thank you, for helping me back there...It was really nice of you."

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Harper was about to turn around and make her way to the stairs to go call The Madam when the guy from the ally came running down the hall. “Hey sorry Scar, I had to help a couple of your guys. They looked so confused. Hopefully they followed me…” She slowly arched a brow, glancing behind him to see if anyone had. "I'm Hailey," came a soft voice from behind her. She turned to see a petite, softspoken girl. "I'm Makoto, but you can all call me Mack or Maki. It's nice to meet you." The Asian boy that was placed in a room not far from her own. “Hello?” A confused looking guy from the other side of the hall. He would be dubbed 'the slow one', in Harper's book, for the complete look of utter confusion on his face.

As she was glancing him over, she noticed something red on his arm. She was going to shift for a better look when another voice caught her attention. “I'm Fiona.” Like Harper, the girl seemed to be sizing everyone else up, unable to resist being judgmental of the rag-tag bunch. "Hello everyone, I'm Rosalina." Dubbed, 'the princess', just because she looked like a Barbie. "I'm Grey." This was the girl that was freaking out when Harper originally came out of her room. Harper's eyes softened on the girl. She knew what it was like to wake up in an unfamiliar place, without something you really need or wanted.

“Hey ladies and gentlemen, I’ll be with the ladies in a moment to escort them to the Benefactor and the men will go with our lovely Scarlet. However, it seems that I need to make sure the little fox doesn’t run scot free. I’ll see you all in a bit and sorry but there is no elevator! By the way, the Benefactor mentioned that there was a girl that would be needing some medication. I told him I would be honored to give this to you.” Nick, the many from the alley, handed Grey her medication- what she had been desperately in need of, and then took off after the dark headed girl who had taken off for the stairs moments before. It seemed as though all eyes had fallen back onto Scarlet, the ill tempered and agitated red head.
"I am not giving any explanations until everyone is here," the woman said stiffly, and then briskly made her way towards the stairs as well.

Harper's mind drifted back to the previous apology. No elevator-- did that mean they were not on the ground floor? Were they in some sort of hotel, or mansion or... Her mind trailed off, distracted by another sudden outburst. "Hailey! What are you doing here?" "Do you know what's going on?" "Aradia! I'm so glad you’re here--" Harper's mind clicked off- completely uninterested in what either of the girls had to say to each other, or anyone else. With a small eye roll, Harper started to walk back towards her room, a small ways away from everyone else but still on the hall. She pulled out her cell pone as it was vibrating angrily in her bag. "Yes? Yes, Madam. I know that. I know I said I would-- but something came up! It's not my fault! What? I don't know where I am and they won't tell me! Madam, please! No!" Tears swelled in her eyes, but not tears of sorrow- tears of rage. Her free fist clenched into a ball angrily as she listened to her employer slander and threaten her. After a pregnant pause from her, and a moment of cussing and yelling on the other end of her line, Harper hung up.

Nick needed to hurry up and get back, because The Madam was pissed and she couldn't lose her job. It was all she had in the world- her place to live, how she got food and money, her connections.. it was everything. The sad thing was, though, even if she did leave the building- she had no idea where she was. For all she knew, she was in a different state-- or worse, a different country! With a frustrated sigh she wiped the tears from her face and stood up straight again. She would stay and hear out The "Benefactor"- whoever that was, and then make her decision from there. Even still, worry clawed at her stomach. She was risking everything and it spelled doom for her life in Michigan if she didn't figure things out soon. Of course she didn't want to go back to that life- but what if what this crazy rich dude was asking for was something far worse? Like her first born child, or slavery? The note had seemed innocent and wonderful enough but... she couldn't be sure. She couldn't trust a note. Harper licked her lips and pulled her hair nervously to the side, looking down the hall at the small group of people. Could this really be a fairy tale come true for all of them?

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Scarlet moved her head to the side at the sight of all the people talking to each other. Sylvester had given them a report on every single one of them, as he always did with new recruits, so she wasn't surprised to see some of the interactions that were happening just a few feet away. She eyed everyone that seemed to be doing their own thing, it was then when she saw a much smaller and shorter figure roaming the the room trying to stay unnoticed, 'Kaylee...' Scar said in a low voice, her blonde hair could be seen behind Rosalina and Noah who seemed to be too deep into their conversation that they didn't notice when the twelve year old was eavesdropping on their conversation. kaylee then moved to Jasper, whom she saw being rude to someone else, she elbowed the young tall man purposely, "sorry about that" she tried saying in a sweet and endearing tone that yelled sarcasm all over, one that she had picked from Scar most likely. The young girl then stuck her tongue out to the young man and moved next to Zeus who the young girl thought seemed to be nice enough.

Scarlet couldn't help but to grin at the little girl's actions but her smile quickly vanished as soon as the soon to be teenager turned to look at her. Scarlet immediately changed her mood and looked at Kaylee scornfully as she always did when the young girl was trying to get in trouble. Kaylee, knowing she did not want to make Scar even madder, dropped her shoulders and started walking towards the red haired beauty who seemed far from happy with her arrival. She looked like a child about to be scolded by her mother, she had her eyes on the floor as she walked slowly towards her. Finally she was at hands reach from Scar, "I'm sorry" the young girl said. Scarlet moved her hand towards the little girl's head ruffling her long blonde hair, "Kaylee... you know that your Dad doesn't like it when you are playing around with the new recruits".

It was then when they were interrupted by an older woman, Rosemary. She rushed her way in though the stairs and was having an agitated respiration as she had probably ran to search for Kaylee as she did so often being her Nanny. Finally, she spotted the young girl who was next to Scarlet, "Miss Crom...well" she said trying to catch her breath, breathless almost. "Rosy..." said the young girl in return and now hiding behind Scar not wanting to continue with her piano lessons. Rosemary waited for a few minuted trying to regain composure, Scarlet did not say anything and waited until she spoke again, "Ms. Romanov" to which Scarlet replied immediately, "Just Scarlet, Rosemary" she said annoyed though not being disrespectful. Rosemary was about to speak again when Scarlet cut her off, "that will not be necessary, I was about to tell her to return to her lessons" she said dismissing Rosemary for the moment. "But..." Kaylee started, "No buts, I know you want to come but you know you can't. I'll come and fetch you up as soon as I can ok?". Kaylee without second thoughts knowing she would keep her word simply replied, "Okay..." and Scarlet smiled at the young girl before she headed back.

As soon as Kaylee was out of her sight, Scarlet counted the number of people in the room again. Finally she counted the number she needed for the guys with the new addition of the last guy she needed, who looked just as baffled and confused as most of them, and she found Nick finally coming back with the last girl. She was about to make a remark on his, again, delayed arrival but she saw him answering the phone, Sylvester at the end of the line most likely. Finally, after hanging up he spoke again, “Good, okay folks it’s time to go meet your new boss! Scar you can lead the boys first, I’ll stay behind the girls to make sure they’re protected.” With that he winked at the girls followed by a smile directed at her but Scarlet couldn't help but to role her eyes, "Like you had to tell me twice..."

Finally Scarlet moved in front only turning back once, "You wanted some answers and answers is what you'll get. she paused for a moment to look at everyone and then turned to Nick, "You heard mister Claus here" she said calling him by the nickname she had given him as soon as she heard his name was Nicholas, "the guys come with me first." And with that she moved in front of everyone being careful to see that all of them followed. "The elevator doesn't work" she said before anyone was clever enough to ask why they couldn't simply go on the elevator, what Nick had already explained a couple of times; besides it was something that some of them, like the new guy were unaware of. They had to go up the stairs up to the sixth floor, Scarlet did not say anything as they moved their way up. She knew that Sylvester would be waiting and was starting to get impatient as he had called for Nick for an update, besides she wanted to get the empowering done as soon as possible as it would make her job easier.

Scarlet could care less if anyone complained at the stairway, once they were in the sixth floor she turned around to see if all of them were behind and to see if Nick was following behind though she thought that he would probably stayed longer behind flirting all the way up. Scarlet moved slowly towards Sylvester's office, she barged in the room where the door was already opened, she didn't see the point in knocking had the door been closed, either way she made her way in his office. "Here they are" she said signaling everyone, "you really know how to pick em" she said before she did as always, she leaned against the wall letting Sylvester do all the talking.

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"Thank you, for helping me back there...It was really nice of you."

Daniel smiled, pocketing his hand as he leaned against the wall. “What can I say?” He shrugged facetiously, "I'm a philanthropist. It runs in my family.” He made himself comfortable against the wall, shoving his hands into his pockets to refrain from gesticulating much. Daniel hated that he felt the need to move his hands whenever he talked, but it was hereditary. If he constricted his hands, his head would move, and that was just aggravating. “If we're going to be friends then I'll have to apologize in advance for my stereotypical remarks and/or name-calling. I don't mean to offend you, it's not my intention, it's just my sense of humor.” That sounded rehearsed. Daniel mused, Damn. I have to explain myself way too often. “I'm not going to guess what you're personal line of decency is, I cross my own from time to time, it's how I know I still have one.” He paused, giving the socially awkward young man time to adjust before going on another spiel, “I'm allergic to cinnamon. Deathly allergic. Just sniffing the stuff will get me to start wheezing and hacking. Uhh...what else? Oh! Sometimes I like to play piano at three in the morning in the event that I can't sleep. I tend to stay in constant motion. I get bored relatively easy. And I'm not accustomed to staying by myself for too long so I'll probably on you like white on rice for the better part of our friendship. And...uhh-....” Daniel took a moment to pause, looking up to rack his brain for anything else, letting out a long monotone drone until he snapped his attention back to Maki, “Would that bother you? Future best friends really should know the worst about each other.” Daniel beamed at his own reference, finding it a plus if the timid young man understood it.

"Uh...okay?" Maki scratched the back of his head, standing awkwardly in front of him. "I'm afraid of blood...I don't use profanity...I'm a virgin...and I'm kind of bad at math?"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa-....” Daniel laughed, "Whoa. What do you mean you're kind of bad at math? You're Asian.”

Maki frowned as he shrugged his shoulders, weakly. "Not all stereotypes are true, apparently. I mean, if I judged you by your appearance, I'd determine that you're Jewish because of your nose and hair, but I could be wrong. I probably am.”

Daniel chuckled, "Jokes on you, Maki. As it happens I am of Jewish descent." He shrugged, "I just don't practice organize religion. But you-...." He wagged a finger, "You're the one not living up to your expectations, my friend. I mean being a virgin? That's fine. I figure with all the studying they do, Asians don't get laid much anyway. Profanity? I'm fine with you not using any as long as you don't fault me for using it a lot. But not being good at math? Being afraid of blood? That's like two of your job opportunities down the drain!" Daniel clasped his hand on his friend's shoulder, comforting him. "That's alright, buddy. Tell you what: I'll tutor you. I'm a bit of a mathematician myself. I can make you better at it, if you want."

"Uh, sure, I guess." Maki sighed, defeated. The one time he tries to make a point, it gets smacked down. "I'll teach you Japanese...you know, if you want me to."


Daniel looked at Maki, mouth agape and arms spread, shocked that he could think Daniel would possibly pass that up. "Hell yeah I would! Are you kidding?" He laughed. He paused, catching a glimpse of golden hair as a small girl past by him to converse with the fiery red head to his right. "Huh. A kid. Weird," He thought aloud, shaking his head before turning back to Maki with a smile, "Do you have a cellphone? I'm totally giving you my number so you can text me."

"Yeah," he said, reaching into his jeans to pull out his iPhone. Unlocking it, he handed it over to Daniel as his eyes followed the little girl. "Just type your number in." Daniel took the phone from Maki, vaguely aware of his new friend's attention as he filled out almost every slot of information on the contact list. He even took a picture of himself, holding the phone out as he grinned into the front facing camera, snapping a pic to attach to the contact. That was another guilty pleasure of his he should've added to the list of 'worst things'. He enjoyed talking selfies far too much for it to be healthy. Satisfied with his work, he returned the locked phone to Maki, interrupted by the voice of his mystery lady.

"You wanted some answers and answers is what you'll get." She said before gesturing towards the pretty boy that intermingled with the girls. Daniel cast a glance at him briefly before turning his attention back on the red head. Clearly they knew each other. That guy must work here or something. "You heard mister Claus here, the guys come with me first."

Daniel perked up, turning back to Maki as he pocketed his phone. "What d'ya say? Want to be my orientation buddy?"

"Sure," Maki smiled, his mood perking up. Daniel beamed, his own mood heightening considerable with the knowledge that he'd made someone's day better. "Sounds good."

As his mystery lady relayed the condition of the elevator, Daniel walked beside Maki to follow behind her. He was quiet during their ascent, taking comfort from his new friend's presence. He wasn't lying when he said he wasn't accustomed to being alone. He hated it. It frightened him more than death itself. So Maki being there, willingly accepting his company, meant more to him than his new friend probably knew. The fiery redhead lead the group of boys into the office and Daniel stood close to Maki's side, maybe more for the younger man's benefit than his own, but for his own nonetheless. He could sense the little guy's curiosity masked by a tinge of anxiety, and it brought a smirk to his lips. He was braver than most. Being led to some random guy's office after being kidnapped was one thing, being more curious than nervous was another. Daniel stole a glance at the redhead as she leaned against the wall before he cast his attention to the man behind the mystery, his skin prickling with anticipation.

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Jasper rolled his eyes as the Asian was 'rescued' by the same idiot that felt the need to sing to him earlier. He's barely been in this place for an hour and he already wanted to wring three people's necks. He glared at the floor, his sour mood only heightening when a little brat tried to show her ass and bump into him on purpose. "Damn kids," Jasper muttered, bitterly. He wanted to trip the little beast, but she got away before his foot could clip her.

A red head began spewing commands and Jasper shrugged his shoulders, forgetting the little girl completely as he trekked forward, following wordlessly. He was too curious at the moment to relatively give a damn about the fact that this lady felt like she was big and bad. Under normal circumstances, Jasper would have engaged her in a penis swinging competition. However, his mind was reeling with the multitude of possibilities. Was this like some secret agent type shit? Were they smugglers or something? He didn't know, but he was definitely intrigued. As he moved up the steps, Jasper played and pulled at his bottom lip while staring at his sneakers, out of habit, his ADD kicking in. His fingers fiddled with his shirt and worried his bottom lip until they reached their destination.

Jasper pulled his hands away from his lips and clothes, stuffing the restless digits into his pocket. That was when he looked up from his Chuck Taylors, eyes landing on an older man. "So, you're the asshole that kidnapped me...who the hell do you think you are?" He narrowed his icy eyes at the man, holding back nothing. Everyone was probably thinking it. He was just brave enough to say it.

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Nicholas was enjoying his view from the rear eyeing the pretty girls that he sees yet cautious to Scarlet’s eyes. He was a bit startled by Grey skipping over to him and hooking her right arm to his left, yet he smiled at her as she introduced herself as Grey holding her free hand in front of him. “ …and thank you for kidnapping me” she said while giggling at the end. Nick had a hunch that the girl was not being quite truthful with her laughter as her smile was bigger and her laugh sounded a bit forced, yet he decided to go along with it, thinking to himself, ”Okay, here we go girl number two! I’m on a roll today!” He shook Grey’s hand gently saying in a smooth voice, “Ah how rude of me I don’t believe I had introduced myself very well back there so sorry. I had some business to take care of but no matter. I am Nicholas Truman, though call me Nick or Nicky if you wish.” He smiled at her and looked into her eyes as they walked up saying, “Oh you’re very welcome. I’ve always been the expert at catching the best fish in the sea. Though I apologize for having you walk four flights of stairs. Like I said before there is no elevator.” Nick continued to flaunt and flirt with Grey and look at the other women until they reached the Benefactor’s office.




The Benefactor leaned back on his desk as the new recruits slowly gathered inside his office. First the men appeared and then the women. As the Benefactor studied them closely without staring, he couldn’t help but notice how disheveled, confused, and even angry they looked. One of them had even called out "So, you're the asshole that kidnapped me...who the hell do you think you are?" The Benefactor wasn’t fazed by the anger that snapped out of the young boy. In fact he had to admit he was very straightforward which would be useful to him.

”Poor things,” he thought. ”They must’ve gone through some pretty rough times only to be brought to another adventure of their lives. No matter. It is now that they will begin their possible transformation.”

The Benefactor then stood up proud and as tall as he could clearing his throat and then greeting his new recruits with a “Welcome.” “My name is Sylvester Cromwell but I am usually addressed as The Benefactor. Although some of you may know that from reading the letter. Before we begin, I should let you know that should you desire to return to your rooms, the room number is placed in the back of the letter. If you by chance did not read your letter in your room or did not bring it with you and don’t remember your room, I will give it to you before we give you a tour of the places you will be working in the town.” Sylvester could see that some people seemed to look up or raise their eyebrows as though he had guessed correctly that some people haven’t touched or known about the letter. No matter, there is always an incident such as this one.

The Benefactor motioned to the two recruiters who had accompanied them to move aside as they always have done. He then motioned for the new recruits to come closer and he put his hands towards them palms facing forward. He wore white gloves that matched his formal business attire of a black suit, pants, and shoes. The room seemed to stir a bit and a wind picked up that shook some objects such as a lamp by the corner and some books in Sylvester’s shelf but not so hard that it would knock things to the floor. A faint glow came from underneath Sylvester and the recruits. It was obscure because of the many recruits, but there was a light sea green spell circle with intricate and ancient symbols. The same glow surrounded the people who may or may not have been a bit frightened but the Benefactor reassured, “Don’t worry and don’t be afraid. He is right now observing you and trying to gather information of your pasts, of your fears, of your strengths, and of sorrows. He is the one that will bestow your powers which you will utilize in your work. These powers are your Gifts of Innocence. You must now open your hearts, minds, and souls, and accept the Gift of Innocence as parts of you now.”

The glow emanating from the spell circle grew warm and surrounded the individuals as the Benefactor closed his eyes and concentrated. He could feel his strength diminishing bit by bit until the spell was complete. He doubled back and tripped but Nicholas ran to catch him in time.

“Thank you Nicholas. I’ll be fine don’t worry. Just be sure to fill in what I need you to fill in.”

“Sure sir. Hey wait, what do you need me to fill in?”

“You’ve already agreed Nicholas. You’ll see.”




The Benefactor then proceeded to walk towards each individual to inform them of their powers and their tasks. He first walked to Rosalina and said, “Rosalina, you’ve lost money and your life has gone in all sorts of directions, but now you can help others who were put in the same situation. You are the Loaner who has the power to produce blank checks to loan money to whoever needs it. The wielder of the blank check is able to create blank checks that can be at any dollar amount. They can be given to anyone poor or rich or somewhere in between as long as they meet the terms. It will be agreed upon by customers that there will be a set date for payment and a 1% interest is to be expected. The customer chooses the exact date and time for the payment but it cannot be altered no matter the situation. You will be working very closely with an old friend of yours.”

The Benefactor walked over to Noah and said, ”Noah, you’ve abused drugs and even conjured your own, sometimes bringing others with you to your downfall. Now you will be a potions maker which is like a drug dealer only your potions are made through your gift of magic medicine. You will brew potions that will solve problems that the customer will have. Materials and the guide book will be provided by the Benefactor. However, the medicines are still drugs, which mean they have to be taken at certain dosages and in a limited amount of time. Make sure you take some funds with Rosalina.”

After talking to Noah, the Benefactor moved on to Hailey, Aradia, and Grey. “All three of you will be counselors though you differ depending on your power and experiences. Hailey and Aradia you’ve been best friends but the friendship hasn’t been exactly comforting and supportive has it? Hailey you will be the Empowerment Counselor, taking those who feel as though they are weak and help them take charge into their lives. You were given power to “take charge” because you have been used by another and have felt helpless. You will tell people to recite a mantra to help them take charge into their lives. “I am powerful. My actions do have meaning. I will take charge and control my destiny.”This mantra when recited helps the user to feel empowerment. The user can take charge in his or her life to the point where he/she is intimidating enough to make other people do as told. The mantra only lasts for twenty-four hours, but it can be said over and over again.

Aradia, you will be the Satisfaction Counselor, taking those who feel as though they are not satisfied with their life and are jealous of others. You will help them turn their jealousy around and replace it with feelings of wanting to know and understand the object of their jealousy more. You were given this power because you have felt jealous and have taken out your jealousy on another person. There is a mantra for this that you will teach. “I am satisfied. There is enough for me. I will turn jealousy into devotion and become a true friend instead.” This mantra when recited helps the user become more devoted to becoming a true friend rather than a jealous poisonous friend. Like the take charge mantra, it only lasts for twenty-four hours, but it can be said over and over again.

Grey, you will be the Death/Suicide Counselor who will try to help and understand victims of depression due to death and suicides. In order to understand your patients you were given the gift of empathy which allows you to feel the pain of your patients emotionally, physically, and mentally. You have experienced the feeling of guilt due to obliviousness. Your empathy is not limited to her patients however. You can also feel the pain of others around you when listening intently, usually asking others “Tell me, I’ll listen and try to understand” in order to activate empathy.

You three will be working very closely as counselors so I hope you get along nicely. The Benefactor said giving a warm smile to the ladies.”

He moved on to Zeus and informed him about his role. “Zeus, you will be working with the counselors as well with your role being the Psychologist. You will help people recover from traumatic experiences by permanently erase the painful memories of your patients. You have been sexually assaulted by other women and are always haunted by it, so now you can help others ease their pain by erasing their memory. However, in exchange you must peer into the memories of his patients and erase a happy and equivalent memory. He may use this power outside of work, but the people must be willing to have at least the bad memory erased for it to work.

He turned to Fiona and Alton to tell them about their roles. “You both will be Animal Rescuers and Trainers as you both have witnessed and or experienced pain. Fiona, you will be a friend to the animals, able to befriend animals easily and having them listen to your commands, as though they understand you completely. Friend of the Animals is given to someone who has been tortured by the various cruel deeds done on animals. You will show them a better life through taking care of them and training them in the special Animal Training facilities provided by the Benefactor.

Alton, you will help Fiona rescue animals from their various dangerous situations. To aid you, you will have the ability to not feel any pain, for you have been abused too many times without reason. It should be noted that the effect of feeling no pain lasts both in and out of the job. Make sure however that you rest periodically."

The Benefactor decided that since he just told the animal Rescuers their roles, he should designate the rescuer of people. “Forgive me, is it Jang or Jang Hyun? I have never been the best with Asian names. Anyway, you will also be a rescuer but of people with the gift of resurrection. You have lost many people in your life that you have loved through cruel fate, so now you can help others get that second chance of living. Just note that the people you resurrect will have their lives changed in ways that you need to discover on your own.”

Next he went on to another Asian to get the awkward names over with. “Another one ahh…Ma—ko—to? Anyways, you have been running away from a past of killings, being in the Mafia, and other wrong doings and want to get another chance under a new identity. You will allow people that chance as well. Under the guise of a prison guard, you will have the ability of a reset button, the chance to improve their current lives by allowing them to go back and fix the point in their lives that they think ruined them. Look in your hands and you will see that you have a literal Reset Button that has knobs that change the date and time displayed on it. A person can change it to whatever time and date they want to go back to. After they are done fixing their problem they are transported back in the new present There are however limitations as you will figure out."

He turned to Harper and said, “You’ve been in a lot of raping and prostitution business haven’t you? You feel worthless thinking that being a whore is your only worth and you’ve even panicked about that job of yours haven’t you? Don’t answer the call. You have another home now. You can help others by being the Empowerer. You are similar to Hailey in that you will help others get up from their sulking, agony, and lack of confidence. You will guide those who were lost, thrown away, and shunned by society to a new direction in life. Your Gift of Innocence, "Listen Well," enables you to allow the person she is talking to listen and obey her advice and commands. There are however, limitations to this power as the person must be able to actually hear it. Unlike the others you will search out those in the town rather than have your clients directed to you. We must always remember there are those who do not wish to actively change their fates, as you should know from experience.”

He turned to Jasper, the man who had spoken up to the Benefactor, and said, “I am someone who knows that you were blamed of murder incorrectly due to misunderstanding. You accuse me of kidnapping but it is merely a misunderstanding as I am helping you as you were at your lowest point. So you want to find the truth of things and you shall as a detective with the gift of Psychometry. It allows you to touch an object or person to see the recent past or future. However, note that you will not be given any indication whether it had happened in the past or will happen in the future.”

The Benefactor made sure to be more open and comforting when approaching Novia knowing that she will be more distrusting than the others. “Novia do not fear. Although I know that you are not legal here, let it be assured that your secret is safe with us and that I am not here to deport you. In fact come see me some time and I have connection that might help you get citizenship if you so desire. But in regards to your job, I know you are a bright person, yet you have been held back by poverty. Therefore you will be the Negotiator, negotiating with various salesmen for needed goods. If any of the workers or I need something we will turn to you for your negotiation skills will be so amazing it will be as though they cannot refuse. You will persuade them with “Do we have an accord?” and the item is yours! I trust that you are smart enough to know the correct amount to negotiate for and will give her a budget to abide by.

Sylvester made sure to hurry since he can tell that people were getting impatient and from the corner of his eye he could tell Jasper was itching to get out of here. “Finally Daniel, the man who was supposed to have been a father. I’m so sorry about the miscarriage and your wife. Trust me, I know how it feels to lose your significant other.” The Benefactor looked off in space about after he said that, thinking about…Clarissa… He shook his head to get back to reality knowing he had to continue and said, “Er Sorry. Anyway, you will be a Fertility Specialist, being able to let others have children the way they want them to be and at any time they wish for the baby to develop. The clients will also be able to pick specific traits for their unborn child. It should be noted that you can only induce pregnancy on willing women. And I would advise you please, do not make any of my staff pregnant. It would be very troublesome to have many little children even though Kaylee would love to have siblings.”

The Benefactor then walked to the front of the room pausing a bit to catch his breath from all of the talking and then finally opening his mouth to speak. “Nick I believe it is time for you to fill them in on what I cannot fill in, your power and Scarlet would you like to do so or as always leave it to mystery? Of course Nick you cannot refuse,” the Benefactor ended with a smile.
Nick sighed but he knew he had no choice so he stood in front of the crowd and said, “As you all know, I am a recruiter but I have the power of persuasion. I…used to not be able to commit to anything. I have so many jobs it’s hard to count, I have had many girlfriends that I haven’t had the courage to commit to, and I…” Nick paused but the Benefactor urged him to go on. “I left my fiancé at the altar. I couldn’t do it. I…I ran because I was too afraid to commit to something I wasn’t sure of. However, the Benefactor found me and gave me this power. Now I’m able to make commitments with ease. If I agree to something someone asks me to I will actually be able to do it! Though it goes the same with others. Just be careful, if I ask you to do something and you agree, you can’t run away and you have to go through with it.” As Nick finished he sighed having said this story to many new recruits to rile them up.

The Benefactor then stood in front of Nick and asked, “Any more questions?”

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"This is fuckery!" Jasper breathed with wide unblinking eyes as fear engulfed his entire being. The floor emitted a light that surround the group in rays of sea-green brilliance as wind caressed his porcelain skin, and just like that, the shroud of light covered him in a veil of crimson. The same happening to Maki, but in a mint green aura instead. However, his fear was extinguished only slightly when the light slowly faded. Jasper's hand flew to his face, touching the flesh to assure that nothing was amiss. He was enveloped in the initial shock of the floor glowing. He gazed at the strange man, quizzically as he when from screw up to screw up, nit picking at their problems and bestowing ‘gifts’ upon them. It wasn’t until he stopped at Jasper that the younger man finally released the breath that he didn’t realize he’d been holding.

“I am someone who knows that you were blamed of murder incorrectly due to misunderstanding. You accuse me of kidnapping but it is merely a misunderstanding as I am helping you as you were at your lowest point. So you want to find the truth of things and you shall as a detective with the gift of Psychometry. It allows you to touch an object or person to see the recent past or future. However, note that you will not be given any indication whether it had happened in the past or will happen in the future.”

"What the— “ but Jasper was too speechless to finish his sentence. How did he know that? This couldn’t be happening. No, this belonged in a syfy movie, not real life. He glanced around as a plethora of hues surrounded each individual in cloaks of luminescent light. He thought about what the man said. So, he had a gift…maybe this wasn’t so bad, He could feel it, chilling his bones and climbing up his back like a parasite. His eyes itched, but he resisted the urge to rub them as his blue orbs flashed to an inky black that consumed his eyeballs. Then, just as quickly as it appeared, his pitch-black eyes were gone and his azure gaze was back on his pale face without him realizing.

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Meanwhile, Makoto’s heart was pounding in his chest like a jackhammer. His sun-kissed skin was flushed from both shock and excitement. He was almost giddy with the fact that he was being granted a second chance. The gift was merely a bonus. He glanced at Daniel, searching his unreadable face for any sign of emotion. “Man, we get powers, this is awesome.” Maki beamed in glee. "Dude, you are way too happy about this." Daniel chuckled. Maki simply shrugged. His gaze glinted in amusement before moving to Jasper.

Jasper was calmer than before, finally able to cope with this phenomenon. When The Benefactor asked if they had any questions, Jasper was about raise his hand when some loud mouth brunette stole his thunder. He raised a brow as she spoke.

"Why was I chosen?"

Jasper furrowed his brows, not holding back the thoughts that flew through his head. “Apparently, you weren’t paying attention when this guy,” he gestured to The Benefactor. “Was giving an overview of everyone’s life story. Obviously, simple bitch, you’re just as fucked up as the rest of the broken toys here.” He turned his gaze to the head-honcho, “I have a real question, Mr. B,” He said in irritation. “Can I just get the hell out of here?” He didn’t wait for a response before he shook his head, waving his hand as he turned for the door. ”You know, what? You don’t even have to answer that. I’m going to just go.” With that, he left without another word. Maki glanced at The Benefactor and shrugged, innocently.

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"So, you're the asshole that kidnapped me...who the hell do you think you are?"

Daniel was barely able to stifle a laugh as Mr. Doom and Gloom hollered at the blonde man in front of the desk. Well, I wouldn’t call him an asshole, Daniel mused, but he could’ve called or something. Sent out a memo. Despite his sarcasm, Daniel was a bit on edge. Never in his life had he met these people and yet here they all were, brought here by one guy hell bent on giving them a second chance. It all seemed a little too hard to believe.

At the sound of the man clearing his throat, Daniel’s eyes were drawn to him, giving him his undivided attention. “Welcome. My name is Sylvester Cromwell but I am usually addressed as The Benefactor. Although some of you may know that from reading the letter. Before we begin, I should let you know that should you desire to return to your rooms, the room number is placed in the back of the letter. If you by chance did not read your letter in your room or did not bring it with you and don’t remember your room, I will give it to you before we give you a tour of the places you will be working in the town.”

The Benefactor motioned to the fiery redhead and the flirtatious man to move aside, and Daniel’s brow cocked in curiosity, moving forward as instructed despite his immediate inclination to back away. The Benefactor held up his gloved hands, palms pointed at the group of strangers that seemed to have huddled together since the beginning of the man’s introductory speech. Daniel felt a strange presence as the tension in the room shifted, a faint wind picking up around them as the books rattled on their shelves. Daniel’s eyes flickered about the room, taking in everything but saying nothing as he felt something tug on his heartstrings. A faint glow came from underneath The Benefactor and the recruits. It was misshapen, but there was a light jade spell circle with intricate symbols that reminded him of something he saw on Supernatural. The same glow shrouded Daniel, cloaking him and a few others in its luminosity as they began to panic. To his own surprise, Daniel wasn’t as freaked out as he ought to be.

However, the Benefactor was quick to reassure them, “Don’t worry and don’t be afraid. He is right now observing you and trying to gather information of your pasts, of your fears, of your strengths, and of sorrows. He is the one that will bestow your powers which you will utilize in your work. These powers are your Gifts of Innocence. You must now open your hearts, minds, and souls, and accept the Gift of Innocence as parts of you now.”

Who the fuck is He, Daniel mused, a little taken aback. Regardless, as the Benefactor closed his eyes, the aura around Daniel began to change. What was once a brilliant light emerald glow had transformed into a vivid orange radiance shrouding his feet. But at his feet it stayed. Nope, nope, nu-uh. I am not accepting any weird ass powers from some unnamed He.

Man, we get powers, this is awesome.” Maki beamed in glee. Daniel glanced in his friend’s direction, taking his giddiness in with a chuckle. It was endearing, to say the least, to see this timid young man so adamant about receiving his gift.

Dude, you are way too happy about this.” Daniel replied as he was engulfed entirely in that iridescent tangerine resonance. He glanced down, looking at his palms as they shined brighter than the rest of him. Turning his palms upwards, he caught sight of two symbols being engraved in light. He winced as the symbols were scorched into the flesh—on his left was the astronomical symbol for Mars, on the right it was the symbol for Venus. What the hell? He mused, shaking them feverishly until they dissipated. There was no mark left behind, no scar left in its wake even though he’d experienced the sensation of being branded.

Quickly, Daniel glanced over at Maki, catching sight of a bright mint aura shrouding his form. Further in his peripheral he saw the man he sang to earlier become engulfed in a sinister crimson glow, like the color of blood. He suppressed a shiver as the man’s cerulean gaze was dipped in jet blank ink, the substance nearly brimming over the edge of his eyelids. Daniel panted slightly, his throat constricting in near fright. Then, all the light vanished as The Benefactor nearly collapsed. The pretty boy quickly rushed to his side and helped him up, the older man responding with a near silent ‘Thank you’.

Daniel straightened himself up, wiping the palms of his hands against the front of his jeans. He ignored the man as he moved to each one of them separately. Though a part of him was just dying to know what they had done to get themselves caught up in this situation. But Daniel was dealing with his own problems at the moment, muttering to himself in an attempt to figure out why those symbols had been on their hands and what exactly this so-called ‘gift’ was. His interest sparked as The Benefactor stood in front of his friend, withholding his own surprise to discover that Maki had once been in The Mafia. And then the gloomy fellow…. Convicted of a crime he didn’t commit? Daniel was in awe. These people were in much deeper shit than he was. His life wasn’t perfect by any means, but in comparison…

And then The Benefactor stopped in front of him. “Finally Daniel, the man who was supposed to have been a father.” Once again, Daniel felt his airway constrict. His jaw clenched in pent up aggression, his first initial reaction being to strike the man standing before him. “I’m so sorry about the miscarriage and your wife. Trust me, I know how it feels to lose your significant other.” Daniel averted his gaze for a moment, his fists clenching despite the man’s apology. He only finally met the man’s gaze when he knocked himself out of his own reverie. Daniel collected himself, stowing away his anger as his curiosity reared its ugly head. “Anyway, you will be a Fertility Specialist, being able to let others have children the way they want them to be and at any time they wish for the baby to develop. The clients will also be able to pick specific traits for their unborn child. It should be noted that you can only induce pregnancy on willing women. And I would advise you please, do not make any of my staff pregnant. It would be very troublesome to have many little children even though Kaylee would love to have siblings.”

Daniel smirked, despite himself, ducking his head as the man backed away. He listened passively as the pretty boy recruiter, known as Nicholas, shared his own life story—appropriate, Daniel decided, since everyone else’s was put on display. He was slightly bitter about that, but as The Benefactor asked for any questions, the scene that ensued brought that lopsided grin back on his face.

"Why was I chosen?”

"Apparently, you weren’t paying attention when this guy,” Jasper gestured to The Benefactor. "Was giving an overview of everyone’s life story. Obviously, simple bitch, you’re just as fucked up as the rest of the broken toys here,” Daniel suppressed a laugh, covering his smile with his palm as the gloomy guy looked to the guy in charge, "I have a real question, Mr. B. Can I just get the hell out of here?” He didn’t wait for a response before he shook his head, waving his hand as he turned for the door. "You know, what? You don’t even have to answer that. I’m going to just go.” Daniel watched him leave, his eyes lingering as well as the smile on his face, slightly bemused as his mystery lady followed after his mystery guy.

"Yes, I have one too.. and only one! Why does the elevator not work?”

Daniel immediately turned his head. His expression was comically serious as he raised his hand half-hearted, holding up a finger to interject, “I agree with the former hooker,” he blurted out, “Why is that a thing?” he asked, with a shrug, shoving his hands in his pockets. “I don’t know, it just seems like a lot of walking.”

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ImageScarlet waited patiently as Sylvester did all his magic tricks and moved aside even before he signaled her and Nick to do so. As she always did before the empowering, she listened cautiously almost studying every words muttered as he gifted each and everyone in the room. As predicted some were baffled and startled while others were scared out of their wits. She smiled in amusement at the scene, this was always her favorite part of her job after all. She saw Nick glancing at some girls, as always, and rolled her eyes at the flirting fool.

Obviously she did not say anything when Sylvester signaled her to reveal her own... gift, 'they'll find out sooner or later...' was all she could think of.

Finally she heard some recruits ask questions, 'that's a new one...' she thought sarcastically. Grey asked about why she had been chosen while Harper asked about the elevator, Scar let out a laugh at that one but nobody seemed to hear it as they were all still focused on Sylvester. She couldn't help but to grin as Jasper dissed her too, "Obviously, simply bitch, you’re just as fucked up as the rest of the broken toys here," but it wasn't until he tried leaving that her mood was truly ruined. Immediately Scarlet followed the guy outside Sylvester's office and quickly blocked the guy who was about her height, with the help of her high-heels of course. She almost let out a growl in annoyance, from the beginning they had not gotten off the right foot with his "Eat shit and die" and her "Fuck you".

"Look asshole or broken toy whichever suits your delicate needs." she said almost throwing knives, "I could give less of a shit about your tantrums and your oh so dramatics, in fact they are quite enjoyable, keeps things interesting anyways. But, you are going nowhere, not now that you have been given your power" she paused for a second but not long enough to let him to interrupt her. "You just said so yourself, everyone you just saw in there and myself included are indeed fucked up in ways that not even you could imagine" she paused for a moment finally letting go of her tight grip on his shoulder. "But this is your last chance and that's all you've got left".

The redhead moved back giving her back to Jasper returning to Sylvester's office.