Hey, Manders?
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Thread Topic: Hey, Manders?
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Want to do a soap? I have a plot...
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Sure (:
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Mmkay.
A contract killer, who has been employed by everybody from the CIA to the Mafia, suddenly finds himself hunted. His expansive accounts frozen, left with only his weapons and his skills. Worse, he's all over the news. He meets a wayward girl, who gets entangled in his mess. However evil he seems, he's an honorable man, and protects her from his pursuers... and himself. -
Other thing is, do anything with your character. Make them an angel, a demon, werewolf, I don't care.
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Can I hop in?
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I'd rather you not.
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Alright, leaving thread.
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Okies ^-^
Name: Jasmine Deckard
Age: 18
Hair: Auburn, with black streaks, long, & straight.
Eyes: Hazel and cat eye shaped.
Complexion: Kinda tan, and really clear complexion.
Figure: About 5"5 & 125, curvy and thin.
Species: Dark angel.
Personality: Sarcastic, trouble maker, but has a secret sweet side. -
Hmm...
Marcus Kelly
Age: 22
Hair: Short, brown hair. He used to have it buzzed.
Eyes: Very dark blue
Complexion: Well tanned, which highlights some of his scars.
Figure: 5'11, very powerfully built. Just at a glance it looks like he could rip a man's arm off. Has scars all over his chest and arms, and one vertical one on his left eye.
Personality: Dark, effecient... But thats just what he knows.
Species: Human [But later we could mess with that]
I'll do the first post soon. -
Marcus knew he'd grown a tail. Walking quickly through the darkness, he had spotted the man ten minutes ago. Now it was time to either lose him, or deal with him. But Marcus had to corner him first. Up ahead were buildings that were likely clubs of some sort... Perfect.
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Marcus slipped inside, bypassing the line and the bouncer. He stalked through the place, avoiding people, and sitting near the edge of the bar, where he could use a mirror behind the bar for surveillance.
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Jasmine noticed a hot guy sit down next to her. She looked over at him and smiled slyly. "Why hello." she practically purred.
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Not. Now. his mind snarled. He kept his face hidden, "look, I'm not here for company," he said quietly before he ordered a shot of scotch.
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"Oh really?" she said sarcasticly. She ordered two shots of scotch. "Company can find you in the most unexpected places dear."
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He really hoped she didn't recognize him. Marcus's face was all over the news, with the warnings of being armed and deadly. "Do me a favor?" he asked as his tail appeared at the door of the place.
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