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Viola Marius

I have deiced that I'm half mental. Probably a good thing.

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a character in “Touch”, as played by Limepepper

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Full Name: Viola Marius

Nickname; None

Age: 14

Gender: Female

From: Outside

Role: Viola is capable of handling herself, and she can easily take care of herself instead of being taken care of

Personality: Viola has always surprised people. She is above her age level in maturity by far. She doesn't mind do chores, and always works really hard. But
Viola is also stubborn, and won't take no for an answer. She likes to go solo instead of depending on someone else.

Likes: Drawing, relaxing, hiking, fruit, and being on her own

Dislikes: crowds, pranks, people with really high egos, legends, and lazy people

Strengths: She is very fit, works hard and can take care of herself.

Weaknesses: Stubborn, can't work with some people, is very young so she's small and that doesn't give her a lot of strength

History: Viola's Mother died when she was ten, leaving her with a sick father and three siblings to take care of. Viola did karate, played soccer and also played volleyball. Viola coked for her family, cleaned for her family and took care of all of them. Viola was going to go into high school the next year before the touch happened.

Family: Her father, her 3 year old sister, her 9 month old brother and her six year old sister, and got separated from all of them.

Theme song: Nobody's Home: What's wrong, what's wrong now?
Too many, too many problems.
Don't know where she belongs, where she belongs.
She wants to go home, but nobody's home.
It's where she lies, broken inside.
With no place to go, no place to go to dry her eyes.
Broken inside.

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So begins...

Viola Marius's Story

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Viola smiled.
William struck it with the hood, making a hole small enough for them to go through.
"Perfect!" Viola cried.
She smiled at William. She couldn't believe that they were going to get through.
'You first," Viola offered.

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"No,"
William bellowed.
"Together."
She reached out her hand to Viola. A large smile was strewn across her face. This moment was going to feel amazing. She could herself tingling with excitement. She wanted to scream with joy.

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Viola grinned. "Let's go then!" She yelled out, gripping William's hand tightly. They both jumped through the hole.
Viola was screaming and laughing at the same time. They both landed in some softish grass. Viola was grateful that she didn't break anything. She looked around. "WOAH! William, look at it!"

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"RUN!"
William shouted. Her voice was filled with laughter, and screams, much like Viola's when they we're falling. She hadn't really broken anything when they landed, but accidentally tried to break the fall with her wrist, so she sprained it.
Who cares? I'M IN THE DOME!
She thought.

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Viola grinned and ran with William.
"WE'RE IN THE DOME!" Viola screamed out. She grinned as she spotted people on the outside trying to get in. She felt bad for them, but only a little. She couldn't believe it. She was in the dome. She was in the Dome! She couldn't believe it.
"Where should we go?" Viola asked, looking as William as they ran in a random direction.

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"We should probably hide. The people who run the Dome are going to go to the end of their wits to find us, mate."
William told her, constantly glancing around.
"I can't believe we're in the Dome!"
William squealed. She sounded a bit odd, in her Australian accent.
"Maybe we can find an abandon store? Eh, I don't know. Not lots of hiding places, I'm sure. Plus, we barely know the place! But who cares? WE'RE IN THE DOME!!"
William couldn't stop repeating those words.

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Viola grinned. There weren't words for how happy she was.
"I still can't believe it!"
She then looked around.
"Hey, that shop over there is closed, we can go there. Besides, it's a clothing store, maybe we can blend in,"
Viola suggested as she walked closer to the clothing store.

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[[OCC: Catching up from where I left off]]

I wiped the blood from my jaw with a kitchen towel and stuffed it into the pocket of a balding man slumped over the table. "Nice talking with you Jack", I grinned, turning my eyes away from his lifeless posterior and to the female, her blood still pooling on the tables surface. I grabbed her arm and waved it in circles, "No! Please! I have children.. eat them first", I mocked with a smile, letting it coldly splash into the collecting pool. So kind to offer me their hospitality.

I left the table having finished my meal It's only good manners, and proceeded to follow the smears of blood decorating the hallway. I caught a glimpse of Johnny, still riding shotgun, glaring in jealousy And you said they would be no fun. The stairs remembered my visit, squelching involuntarily and creaked with distaste; the landing told a similar story, but I ignored its loathing. I found the children asleep where I had "tucked them in"; a "split" style room, blue and boyish one side, neon pink the other. Hate to split a family up Bringing a cleaver down onto the boy's leg, I began to refill my depleted supplies.

I was almost done when the front door erupted, a wild voice rang out for the family and quickly realised the deteriorating state. "Oh my goodness", the stranger gasped accompanied by what sounded like a gun cocking. Last time I trust Johnny with lookout.

I had devoured the family with little effort; starved of company, they let me in without even noticing the wreck of a person I was travelling with. I'm sure Johnny wouldn't have received the same level of hospitality anyway. Still, it seems the reason they survived that long has returned. An idea crossed my mind, but the odds seemed to be against me I suppose the family need someone to cheer them up, best leave him to them.

I relocated to the previous bedroom overlooking the stairs leaving the barely identifiable brother and sister in pieces Don't worry, part of you will always be with me, the flesh wept. The man clumsily climbed the stairs and seemed to lose his voice when he reached the children's bedroom hearing an audible thud. I slipped out and down the stairs smoothly Catch you next time.

Turning the engine on, I began to reverse out; a madness stared straight at me from one of the windows That's right I was grinning but that faded as the gun shots painted the buggy with holes. "Are you crazy?!", I screamed, I had just fixed this beautiful beast up! Another shot and I came to my senses, making my escape.




[[OCC: A bit later on]]

I felt bad for Johnny, he wasn't looking so good. The bullet holes made him look upset, "Next time don't be a hero", I lectured, he never listened but he seemed to almost pout. The sun was high, highlighting my blood stained my clothing, it was hard to tell it had come from different people, harder to see still was mine slowly darkening one of the sleeves. The bullet had gone straight through and the wound was already starting to heal, but I felt drowsy.

I noticed a mansion up ahead, it seemed good enough for a kip. I got out and disabled the security system on the gate. Steering up the winding driveway I parked past cars and round the side near what looked like the kitchen Let's see what's cooking. I was just about done with the electronic lock when I heard the front doors go and the sound of two women giddily talking to each other. I stopped to peer round the corner as they got into one of the cars and drove rapidly away. Johnny was laughing at me "We're done", I coldly state, pinning Johnny against the wall, "You are dead weight and terrible friend". I push Johnny away from me unable to bear his company, I hear a "crack", but enter the mansion without sparing him a thought.

I made my way through the elaborate rooms paying them little attention and was about to head upstairs when I heard a low moan. I paced the stairs to find no door but the moan turned to familiar mumbling. I pressed my face up against the panels and a cold draft caressed my face. Someone's hiding I wasn't in the mood for food but I couldn't rest while there was people around. My arm sent me dizzying signals; I'm gonna need a hand for this I shook my head and headed for the buggy.

The boards came free with little encouragement, Johnny's arm beginning in fray from the strain It's nice he could lend me a hand, even though we're not on speaking terms. The skeletal arm finally splintered as I levered the concealed trap door out of its decades of dust Think he’ll forgive me?. A cast iron spiral staircase posed for me as I scratched my back with Johnny’s arm, the sharp edge slicing me Ow, guess he doesn’t. The mutterings continued, and continued also to elude my memory so I proceeded down, eager to jog it.

I’m not the hero type so my presence is mixed luck, but I suppose on this occasion any luck is better than none. The spoilt was leaning over Boston and I was about to watch him suffer the slow death, however I didn’t stop. I’m not one to engage death, survival is a strong instinct but before I knew what I was doing the bone I was holding flew out of my hand and into the wounded creature. As it fell back a few steps gurgling at the bone sticking out of its neck, I grabbed Boston and began hauling him up the staircase.

I piled the boards over the trap door, barring it firmly in place. It wasn’t an easy climb but the spoilt seemed to have trouble climbing due to its various wounds. “Not you”, Boston smirked painfully.

“Yeah, well. See… I was in the neighbourhood… and I’m in the market for a new driving buddy”, I explained as Boston passed out.

I managed to get him into one of the bedrooms upstairs and I almost collapsed on the notebook covered floor next to him, myself feeling weak now the adrenaline was wearing off. I curled around noticing the sun wasn’t bringing warmth to the compensating mansion and that little hairs on my blood caked arms were starting to raise. I set about gathering the papers from the floor and was delighted to find a compartment just lying open, revealing a store of notebooks, it was as if the mansion wanted me to be warm; and I lit the papers.

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"Ok!"
Replied William. She and Viola wandered into the store.
"It's nice to be safe, right mate!"
She sighed, collapsing on the floor. She didn't care that the floor was tiled. It was good to feel relaxed.
"Only if I had my notebooks..."
She smiles...Wonder what would happen if someone burned them... I would stab them--until unpleasant things happen...things i prefer not to think about.

[[OOC: Watch out Tech! XD]]

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Viola smiled as she searched through the clothing. She found a light blue tank top, some denim shorts and a jacket. She also grabbed a pair of red sneakers.
"Are you going to pick anything out? These clothes are awesome, causal but new and it blends in," She turned to William, who was almost asleep. Viola kicked her lightly in the side.
"Wake up and at least pick something out," Viola siad.

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The girl didn't answer, confirming his fears that there probably wasn't one around. Torex quickly pulled his hood to cover his head. The lights were still out and the "Panic!" alarm still ringing loud and clear, repeating itself over and over again. The people were following it's instruction, running around like the world was ending. Insane people from the outside ran around in the mix too, chasing people down to touch them, if not kill them. It was a mess. Torex couldn't help but be afraid, a feeling he was not programmed to have. It was quite strange.

Distracting him from the horrible chaos abounding, he noticed two girls that he had never seen before running into an old clothing shop. Torex didn't even need to ask before his data chip responded.

"They are from the outside," it said.

'But they aren't running around trying to touch people,' Torex thought.

"Who is to say everyone who broke in is completely insane?"

Torex nodded. People on the outside didn't really like him- they were the ones who broke him, anyway- but he thought he'd check it out anyway. So the robotic man walked toward the shop and opened the door, seeing one of the girls looking through clothes and the other looks exhausted. He appeared completely human, on first look, so when walking in he probably looked like some robber or gunman, his face hiding under a hood.

"Oh- er, hello," he said as if he had just noticed them, a completely human response. He was getting a lot better at blending in.

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"Yeah,"
Responded William, who was till laying on the floor. Suddenly, someone came in.
"Oh- er, hello,"
He said, as if he didn't know they were there.
"Ello."
William sighed, standing up. She grabbed a pair of dark blue jeans, a stretchy teal tang top, a denim jacket, and a pair of gray sneakers.

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Viola forze for a second.
"Uhhh.., Hello!" She replied. This guy wasn't entirely normal, she could already tell, but she knew that if he hadn't attacked them yet, then they'd probably be alright.
Viola picked up her satchel, just in case. She looked at clothes with William and gave her a look, hoping she shared her mistrust.
"I'm Viola," She said, holding out her hand.
"And you are?"

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William glanced at the man who had walked in. She nodded her head in his direction, and announced,
"I'm William. Call me William, Will, Willie, or Jordan."
She returned Viola's glance, sharing her look of mistrust.

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The girls both seemed weary of his presence, probably just as weary as the human part of him was of them. They introduced themselves, stating that their names were William and Viola. The girl, Viola, stuck her hand out for him to shake. She held her right hand, which was his only good one. He smiled and shook.

"Just call me Torex," he said, blankly. He still hadn't answered the questions that they probably harbored in their mind, like if he was going to hurt them. But he had questions of his own he wished to ask. "You seem to be from the outside, but you aren't attacking anyone inside The Dome. Why?" he asked, their human reasoning lost on him.

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The buggy came to a stop, jolting Charlie, who wasn't wearing a seat belt, forward, but not hard enough for him to go anywhere. He tried pushing the gas again, but nothing happened. "Bull..." he trailed off as he hopped out of the car, seeing his fears. The tire had blown and he had no idea if there were any spares in the buggy. He ran his hand through his thick brown hair. What was he going to do now?

Charlie went around to the back and searched through it, but he only found military weapons, like guns and knives. He smiled as he picked up a small pistol. It was a bit heavier than Charlie imagined, but he could also tell it was loaded, so he didn't complain. He decided that no one else needed these weapons, so he pulled out the shampoo from his bag, which was bound to have some sort of oil in it somewhere, and walked around the buggy, rationing it out as best as he could, yet attempting to drench the car. Once he only had a bit left, he walked to the back and poured it out over the guns. Did he have a lighter?

After searching through his bag and the buggy, the answer was no. He groaned, frustrated. Why did things always have to be so hard? He wandered over to the side of the road, where a hole in the pavement allowed grass to grow, he pulled the dry grass out and walked back over to to the buggy. After sitting that down, he found a tree down the road, off to the side, and broke off a branch. He used his Exact-O-Knife to cut a v shaped notch into the stick and began spinning. It took a while, but eventually the stuck sparked, catching the grass on fire. He used the stick to carry the nest of grass over the buggy and, after taking a few more guns to stuff into his pack, threw it onto the guns, lighting the whole buggy on fire. Obviously Chuckie had more survival skills than Charlie...

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Viola took a step back. She knew that it was obvious that they were from the outside. There was no use trying to fool him.
"Because we want to be alive! We're not insane, and we need shelter, and The dome is the best place to go. Who are you anyway? You seem..." Viola thought for a second. "Like you don't belong here,"

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William couldn't help but agree. Torex didn't seem to fit in, in her opinion at least.
"She's right."

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"Because we want to be alive! We're not insane, and we need shelter, and The dome is the best place to go. Who are you anyway? You seem.... Like you don't belong here."

The other girl nodded. "She's right."

Torex sighed. When had these things become about him? He was onto them and they were onto him. It was secret spilling him, he guessed. Torex tried not to take offense to the you don't look like you belong here part. Any other robot wouldn't, but Torex wanted nothing more than just to blend in with the crowd... to be human...

"I'm not built to fit in, I am built to fight and serve," he said in a very matter-of-fact voice. "My full name is Torex Mark 32, a robot based on complete obedience and ultra human fighting skills and courage. I passed all of their tests and was enlisted into a secret branch of the military. I am afraid I cannot get the Touch and when I was being escorted into the dome, I was attacked and I am afraid I'm broken. I was scheduled for demolition, but I ran away- a rouge robot is most definitely illegal, but the odds you will report me are .2% at their highest, for you are in hiding too." Torex folded his arms, his left arm not wanting to cooperate well, hung lower than the other. He was content with his speech.

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"How about a deal? We won't rat you out, if you don't rat us out. We got a deal, mate?"
William raised her eyebrow, and held her hand out to shake. If he shook, that meant he agreed. Or at least, that's what William saw it as.

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"How about a deal? We won't rat you out, if you don't rat us out. We got a deal, mate?"

A smile appeared on Torex's face. The girl really hadn't counted the odds. Torex was a rouge robot. Of course he wouldn't risk going to the authorities and getting caught just to see them to justice. Nor would they turn them in, since they were from the outside. It wasn't an honor system. It was just survival.

"Why would you want to come here?" Torex asked, ignoring her question. "No one is allowed in nor are they allowed out. You're pretty much-"

Torex was interrupted by a horrified scream outside. He turned to see a woman run into the glass of the store, staring at them with wild eyes, before being dragged away. Torex cringed, something he was unaware that he could do. "You wanted to be apart of this?" he was quite curious to why anyone would want to be trapped in this horrible Dome. He was here because his creators had sent him here... but now everything was crumbling apart.

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"Because it's safe in here. Or at least, was...I wouldn't mind giving my family a piece of my mind either..."
William scuffed.
While she spoke, she took a step away from the broken glass.
"Viola, you don't mind if I find them...Do you?"
She asked, aware of the fact they may be touched. If they were, she was going to run as fast as she could...

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"I don't mind. It's one of the big reasons you came here. You might as well," Viola waved her off.
"Just remember to run away from the crazies, if they're infected they'll touch you for sure," Viola smiled as William jumped through the broken window.
Viola sighed.
She wished that her family was alive. She remembered the symptoms, which were the worst. If it was bad enough, their flesh would turn a blackish-yellowish color. They would cough, then cough up blood. Their eyes turned completely red, sometimes if their fever got high enough, they would go insane. She didn't want that to happen to anyone else, and hoped that most of the people would be alright.

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Viola sighed as she watched William weave through the crazy touched people. Viola noticed some boxes on the floor. She looked at them then shrugged. She opened one of them up.

The box was filled with paint. She dug through the box, but she just found more paint, mainly for children, but there was some meant for artists. She thought for a second and smiled. She rolled up her sleeve and poured some water onto the paint. "Perfect," She muttered.

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Viola smiled as she carefully painted on her wrist and arm. She made the rotting flesh effect first with a mixture of yellow and black paint. She used some red as a scab in the middle, and added some fake bruises for good measure. She added little grey spots all over herself. She looked at some of the clothes on the rack and picked out a pair of jeans and a plain-t-shirt. She made a rip across the stomach for the t-shirt and added some red onto it to simulate blood. It looked pretty real. She ripped the jeans too, and added some fake grass stains. She went into the old bathroom and changed. With her shoes, she took one off and cut the toes off so her feet poked through. She messed up her hair. She walked out.
"Perfect!" Viola grinned and ran out of the bathroom. She looked like she had been infected, that way no one would touch her. Viola smiled and jumped through the glass.
"Are you coming, or are you just going to stay there?"

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Torex watched as Viola began lathering herself in paint and makeup. He was unsure of what she was doing until he realized she was making herself look pretty banged up. Of course people with the touch didn't show signs of being infected until death, but he was sure no one would touch her for good measure. She vanished into a bathroom and Torex took the liberty of his alone time to lift up his sweatshirt enough to see the wires, which were sparking as they seemed to begin to shut down. The skin panels had protected them and without all of his parts, well, Torex figured it wouldn't be very good. He really didn't want to be a pile of nuts and bolts.

After pulling his hoodie back down, he made sure his hood was pulled up over his smooth, bald head. He sighed. If he only looked twenty, why hadn't they gone to the liberty of building him with some hair? He curiously walked to the broken window and looked out. He wondered about the girl he had run into earlier, October, and he hoped she hadn't been infected. For some reason, he pitied her. Viola and William were proof that not all humans wished for the destruction of robots, but he could never be too careful for there were plenty who did.

Torex heard the click of the bathroom door opening and he moved away from the glass. Viola turned the corner and he was pretty impressed. She had succeeded into making herself look like some sort of crazed, homeless person. If Torex had been human, he would be sure to stay away from her. He wondered if he should do the same thing to himself, but he didn't think paint and skin panels would mix well together, so he restrained. He wasn't worried about getting the touch, for he knew he couldn't, but he wasn't to keen on getting any more robotic parts broken. He was sure that next time they'd be more important than GPS chips and skin panels.

"Are you coming, or are you just going to stay there?" Viola asked, awakening him from his thought. She had jumped through the glass while he was out. He nodded, but using the door to exit instead, the little bell ringing as he left. He felt like he had been in the store for ages, because the Dome looked so different. People were trying to get up, but the Dome was quite big. He wondered how William and Viola had done it in the first place. The lights were still out, the only real illumination in the Dome being back of generators, like street lamps. People were going crazy, dead bodies lying on the streets. Torex winced, but turned his attention to Viola.

"Where exactly are we going, again?" he asked, trying to blend in as he walked alongside Viola.