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OOC: Forgive me, I wrote an essay XD.

In the microseconds before she became conscious Emmeline dreamed about her last day on Earth. She had been out in her garden tending to her flowers like she had every time she came back to her parent’s house. It only seemed fitting to have spent her last on the planet with them, the people that loved her the most. She actually enjoyed these past few days, it seemed that only her leaving could bring her parents to stop bickering. With a quick hand motion she pulled her dark hair into a high ponytail and pressed the button on her radio. It was an antique but it worked just fine. “That’s how you know” from her favorite childhood movie Enchanted, starting filling the small garden. The twenty-year started dancing with the water can. Her mother watched her from the doorway with tears in her eyes but the girl was too wrapped up in her fantasy to notice. Em practically was shouting by the finally verse. “Because he’ll wear your favorite color just tht he can match you eyes.” Her fingers stroked the petals on the roses. “Rent a private picnic by the fire’s glow, ohhh!” The water can sprayed in every direction as she twirled. She then saw her mother and pulled her through the door. “His heart will be your forever, something everyday will show,” her song was mixed with laughter as she spun her mom around. “That’s how you know…” her bare feet flattened the grass beneath them as she danced, “That’s how you know, that’s how you know, that’s how you know, that’s how you know, that’s how you know he’s you loveeee” and with the final line she let herself fall on the floor giggling.

When she finally got up and turned off the music her father knocked on the doorway with a grim look on his face. “They’re here.” Butterflies seemed to explode in Emmeline’s stomach as she pulled a small smile on her lips and ran upstairs to her room. Her small grey suitcase was propped against the wall. As she reached to grab it her eyes roamed her room for one last time. “Good-bye” Her voice sounded chipper; masking the tinge of sadness she had nursed since this morning, when it all became real. She went downstairs and hugged her parents tight, overwhelmed as they had not been this close since she was a child. “This is the opportunity of a lifetime, if I do not go I will live with the what ifs until I die.” They nodded. “Take care baby,” her father murmured as he kissed her forehead. Her mother stroked her hair as she said, “We’re so proud of you, Emmy.” Tears were streaming down their three faces but the daughter made the quickest discovery. A final surprise awaited her as she exited the house. “SURPRISE!” The faces of her whole group of friends greeted Em outside the door and she felt a little guilt. Goodbyes were too emotional for her so she decided to leave out the piece that she would be asleep for nearly 800 years. Lying was horrible, it was the first time she had held her thoughts back, but she could not bear to let them all go. Truth be told, her life outside of college had just started but already her friends had dispersed. It had been another reason to sign up to this program; she did not want to be the one left behind. A few more hugs, selfies and false promises later the driver who had come to pick her up scuttled her into the car.

The inside of the car was nice than she was used to. “What’s this?” She asked pointing to a button on the roof. The driver stayed silent so she pressed and a hole in the roof was revealed. She stuck her head out and hollered, “I’m queen of the world!” That got a reaction out of the driver, “Miss please sit still.” She was forced to sit back down but she kept fidgeting until they arrived. She was lead into a different building than where she had trained the past months. Lucky for her the station was close to her parent’s house, that way she had gotten some extra time with them. A woman in overly clean clothes saw her and walked over quickly, heels clacking threateningly. “There you are, we are behind on schedule so come with me and we shall load you into the chamber.” The lady did not wait for an answer and Em scrambled to grab her suitcase and follow. Her suitcase was later taken away and she found herself standing in front of the chamber. This was it, it was time to board, and her heart was pounding. Hands clung together, nails chipping off the old black polish of each other like she did whenever she was nervous. “Well what are you waiting for?” God, she really hated this woman. The girl stepped inside and turned to face the outside. She got strapped in and started feeling a little panicky as soon as the glass door closed. “I would like to write my will now.” Her humor was lost on the concentrated scientists and researchers that were writing down notes and pressing buttons. Suddenly she heard, “It’s too late, just freeze her here.” Oh no, this seemed so much scarier than in training. “Wait-” she was cut off as the cold air wrapped around her and she went under.


With a gasp she woke up, the temperature was almost back to normal but the strands of dark hair that brushed against her neck felt icy cold. Her thoughts were jumbled and her lips felt dry and cracked. “What the…” her voice felt foreign bounding off the walls of the cryogenic chamber. Her door jerked open, hopefully that was not abnormal. Em stumbled outside and looked around. Apparently it was waking up day because others were rising out of their chambers and taking a look around. She should have probably stayed near her pod but instead she starting walking, her legs felt so sore. Eyes clung to every detail of the ship, it was bigger than she could ever imagine. “Wow,” this is what she had signed up for! Excitement bubbled within her as a Cheshire cat grin formed on her lips.
Hey I just realized that as I am the derpiest person on earth I forgot to give Em a last name. Could I edit my CS?
While Ash had an amazing power of concentration in comparison to others, she doubted anyone could work with all the screaming. Her eyebrow twitched as the howling filled the small room she used as a makeshift office. Inside here she could be more relaxed but work harder. The vampire’s hair fell gracefully over her shoulders and her clothes were a tank top and some jeans. Her feet were bare, what point did wearing shoes have if your toes were always going to be cold. For a few moments she stuck by her computer doing research on her team’s next target but eventually it became too much. After a deep sigh, she stood up and grabbed a jacket. Her icy hand reached for the door when she realized she still wasn’t wearing any shoes. For the sake of time she put on her grey bunny slippers, one of the last remains of her old life. “They had enough money for a chamber but not soundproof walls,” the vampire muttered to herself as she pushed past the door and out of her safe little haven.

Her hands automatically starting forming her trademark bun with her hair as she walked. On the other hand, the rest of her body had only one goal, to stop that noise. As she tore down the hallway she stared out the windows she passed by and she might have been able to daydream about her human life if it wasn’t for the infernal sound coming from the werewolf. Personally, she had nothing personal with the wolves but the sounds they made when “wolfing out” seemed to her like just theatrics. She never made hissing sounds when feeding or any dramatic faces like you might expect. Ash was a quiet hunter, fueling herself on the prey’s fear more than on other techniques. Her stomach gurgled a little, reminding her that she had yet to eat. I have a blood bag in my dorm. I can get it after I deal with this. The screaming stopped as she came to the door. She knew the researchers were picky about respect for their work and everything so she knocked on the door politely before speaking. “Please could you keep it down a little?” Her voice was not meek, but she kept the aggressive edge of the statement to herself, for all she knew this could be some old powerful vampire who could step out and tear her head away from her body in less than two seconds. That was what she found most detrimental about being a relatively young vampire, not only could other species attack her and make her into sashimi but her own species could too. After fulfilling her mission, her tunnel vision subsided and she became more aware of her surroundings. It did not seem like too many people were out and about today; maybe they had all fled outside and away from the noise. What I would give to go outside and not become a human shaped fritter. Her eyes turned away from the door back to the windows and then back to the door. She had to stay focused; it was the only way she would not break down. Remembering and wishing was useless. She was a vampire now and she should act like one.

@The Templar What would be the rules on killing NPC's?
I have a question. Would everyone be arriving at the same spot? It would be cool if different bands formed (like on different sides of the island) and then they could find each other.
Oooh I express my interest. @The Templar
@Steele Yey! So excited! *bounces up and down*
@Steele Hey Steele just a quick question. About how many people do you hope to recruit before starting the roleplay? :O
Name: Emmeline Greene a.k.a Em, Emmy
Age: 23
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Appearance:
Personality: Fun, quirky and aloof, this girl marches to her own drum. She has no filter and usually says what’s on her mind, which can lead to insightful or very awkward situations. She likes to have a good time but is really devoted to her passions, like gardening, and job. Her youth causes her to trip up sometimes and she may not always make the right decision but she makes up by being easy to be around. Sometimes she gets cast aside as the comic relief of the group but don’t be fooled, she has brains and the attitude to back up her claims. Most of the time she prefers to chime in rather than lead the conversation. Some might say she has not grown up yet but perhaps this new world will make for turning point in Em’s life.
Desired Job & Qualifications: Agronomist: She has a bachelor’s degree in Agronomy from a fairly good university. As it was important to promote agriculture on the planet they allowed her to tag along even if she is not the most experienced. She graduated at 22 and spent one year training under a scientist that was offered the position but since they were about to publish a groundbreaking discovery they decided to stay. The glowing recommendation letter might have helped.
Brief Bio: As an only child, Em grew up with her parents doting on her every action . But as she grew up her mother and father started fighting with each other, they never divorced but it was not the most loving environment. When she went to college the distance between her and her folks was widened. Em is also leaving her group of friends on Earth, but she promised to find a way to communicate with them, even if it might not happen.
Reason for Wanting to Leave Earth: It was the opportunity of a lifetime plus the chance to do something important, her parents also hope to get her to grow up a little on this “trip”.
Anything Else You Want to Add? :D

Full Name: Ashley Trevon
Nicknames/Aliases: Ash
Age: 20
Gender: Female
Species: Vampire
SCION Team/Rank: Hunter’s Moon

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Description:
Whether it is the charm characteristic of her species, or just genetics, she’s easy on the eyes. Long dirty blonde hair extends past her shoulders in delicate waves, although she mostly wears it up to not stain it with blood. As a human the light caused her eye color to shift but now they are duller, colder. Her posture is refined even if her clothes tend to reflect a more casual style.


Personality:
Talk about a metamorphosis. Ashley as a human was the ultimate party girl, she was pretty, popular and had practically invented the word carefree. And why not? She thought she had her whole life to grow up. Then her transformation happened and her world took a 180-degree turn. Now her face is usually contorted in a thoughtful frown and any conversations she has with others are about work. She may be on the field but she is still an avid researcher and a workaholic. Ash is quiet towards strangers but definitely not a pushover. To others she’s a smartass, to her friends she the reliable one that has got her life together. She spends her time lost in though which might lead others to think she is uninterested but really she takes everything seriously, maybe a little too serious. Organized and quit-witted she can easily plan and improvise when things go sour. Hunger is not as big a problem for her as other vampires.


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Skills:
Like her species, Ash has developed supernatural night vision, strength and speed. Her fangs are similar to those of other vampires’ but they have a slight curve at the end, like that of a snake. She also possesses venom, although she has never turned anyone else and prefers to have a clean drink. Although young she shows remarkable control when not emotionally upset. Her healing powers are average for her kind.


Weaknesses:
Her delicate skin and eyes are sensitive to light and tend to show irritation almost immediately. If she ever has to go out, she wears a long coat and sunglasses. The weakness in her sternum seems to have spread out a little in her case as her ribcage is easily damaged. Since she’s young for a vampire she is physically weaker than her older counterparts, for now.


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Brief History: Ashley had a good human life. Caring parents, good grades and a likable attitude that gained her many friends, her early years seemed to hint at a great future. Her teenage years her crazy and rebellious, like the stereotypical teenage movie expect less cat fights. At 20 years old she was in college and her parents were asking her to grow up and to start taking things more seriously. She got good grades anyway so she told them that when she turned 21 she would get it together. At a party she was hanging out with some friends when a mysterious stranger took her out to the dance floor. He was enthralling and their brief moment was enough for her to let him drive her home. On the drive home a drunk driver nearly crashed into them but the boy’s supernatural reflexes left them unscathed. Except for a shallow cut on her forehead when the airbags were deployed, and this was Ashley’s downfall. The boy she met was a vampire with a drinking problem and when the crimson liquid surfaced his identity was revealed. In order to not kill her he turned her. That was ten years ago. They spent almost half the decade together, but Ashley had changed, she was more serious and sadder. She was angry, he saw her as a broken toy, so they broke apart. SCION was Ashley’s chance to think about something other than her lost life. She learned about it through a vampire she hunted with once or twice and applied soon after.
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