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I enjoy roleplaying, a lot more then I would like to admit. My favorite genres are medieval, sci-fi, and dungeons and dragons style role plays. I find myself okay with GMing my own roleplays, but I would rather be involved in a roleplay where I dont have to build something all the way up and then regulate that role play as well as run it. I have many oc's as well, all made to fill in for different purposes.

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Ishmael saw to what all the commotion was about and suddenly his armor turned white and glow as already a few of his spells were activating. He then dropped from his seat. His greatsword coming out of it's sheath and it too began to glow with a holy light. He moved forward with inhuman speed only granted to him from the endurance and speed of a bear. He took his sword and pinned it at the top of the werewolves head. He gave the wolf a moment to react and then whistled to get the creatures attention, The holy blade feeling like a thousand heavy needles upon the back of it's neck. "I have one question for you monster,... how you answer depends on whether you make it out of this meeting alive or not..." He said. He then looked to Inyata and frowned. Stupid naive little girl, she is going to get herself or them killed. He then looked back down at the visage of the werewolf. "Before you get any ideas of attacking, my blade has ended the lives of many lycanthrobes in the past.... now for the question. "Are you a ally to us or a enemy,... choose your words wisely beast. They just might be your last." He said in a demanding tone.

Ceceria watched and she smiled and just stared at Ishmael the holy night. His broad shoulders and stern face full of seriousness. She marveled at it and she started to feel a little envious of whoever he loved. This man was sure something she would dream of being with. Perhaps she found her self a permanent traveling companion. She would go with him just to share in his endeavors. He did not have to love her back or anything. She just wanted to be there and help him if he needed it. She drew out her daggers and got ready to fight if she had to.

Nova, looked to the window, it was night time now, a full moon to be exact the way the light would come through the window. Suddenly he appeared again. The vampire and he looked to the dead orc that had come. He sighed and looked to her shaking a finger at her. He then had to laugh and moved to her. "You are a wild one aren't you?..."
"Go fuck yourself"She said.
"Well that's not very princess like..." He responded.
"I'm sorry I meant to say piss off shitbag." she replied.

The vampire rose a brow and sighed. This woman was not much of a princess. She did not hesitate to say such mean words to anyone. Then again he did have her chained to a wall.
As his dream came to its end the tears coming from it not any pain. His mind began coming up with conclusions. You are not fighting around or against Tristan for Silvia or yourself. Your fighting for everyone on this planet. So that no more people will suffer the loss. Your Surgery is over now open your eyes and get up. Ailen opened his eyes. The dream breathed fire into his eyes as he was reminded why he had not given up so far. He rose up whipping the tears from his eyes. He then looked to Marx and rose a fist up towards him to bump. "Sorry for earlier. Wanted this done and over with as soon as I got here. I apologize. My name is Ailen Maeyridith, 1st officer of security under Craig. Pleasure to meet you." He said. Not realizing he was using his new arm to do the fist bump. Once the fist bump occurred he retracted his fist.

Ailen looked at the new arm feeling it down with his fingers. The metal was smooth and soft to the touch. He tapped at it feeling its strength as well. He then began testing it out, moving it around in circles and opening the palm of his hand and closing it. He then noticed something. The arm was powered by a crystal, not by any crystal, a black shard. He looked over to Marx and then back at it. Well she knows what she was doing so if she thinks it will work then it will. He looked to a reflection seeing the full extent of his arm. It reached his shoulder and more. He did not mind though. It kind of made him look more cool ,and possibly intimidating to the right person. He nodded and looked over at the sleeping Silvia,.... he smirked and walked over and moved to a crouching position. He brushed some hair from her face and stared. She looked so beautiful asleep. He wondered what she dreamed about or if she ever dreamed at all. Either way she was more lucky then him. Everytime he closed his eyes that same dream over and over. He didn't reject the dream though. He deserved it. "I have failed to women now,.... first my sister, and now her." He said rising up. He looked down at Silvia. "You deserve a better man Silvia,... you will get a better man." added. She was asleep and then looked back at her handy work.

"You know,...as special as this arm is now, seeing as it was installed and put in place from her sweat and tears, I think it is only fair and even special that she be the only one who operates on it." He said to particularly no one. Wouldn't stop Marx from jumping in though if he had to. He then sighed and bent down and lifted her up softly and carefully. "Let's take her to her room,..." He said and made for the door. He used his artificial arm to pick up her tools and place them in his pocket. He then carefully pulled out the bottle of pills. He could already feel his body harmonizing with the arm. He didn't need these anymore. He tossed them to Marx. The powers he used even for the small things, came less of a strain, more smoother now then anything. He wondered what he could do now with this black shard of hers. His abilities would have increased and his arm as a amplifier for it.... Will have to further test it out later. He thought. He then looked to Marx, "So you will be my replacement for awhile,... I honestly like this better. Well not completely because I don't get to be by her anymore, but right now I get to watch Them..." He said referring to the twins. He shook the thought and waited for Marx to enter the elevator. He then took the elevator up to her quarters. Once they felt the elevator go up, he blocked out the camera, not wanting anyone to see the T1 Silvia in a weak state. Even if it was just her sleeping. When they got to her level, he stepped out and let the camera resume its capture of the elevator and then into her chambers he went. He trekked to where he found her bed. He then placed her down and covered her. He then looked to Marx, "Well you best go up and join Craig up there. With a extra set of eyes watching the twins I will be much happier."

He then sighed, then again those two didn't even have to talk, they could be communicating with Tristan, one turning off the field that prevented powers from being used. The other to speak. Or they both held down the field while he got a transmission sent off. Maybe it was just him being paranoid, but then again Silvia doesn't like them either. He then exited her room and into the living room. He took the couch and then looked around. He wondered if there was someway he could make sure he got up before she did. He then looked to Marx to see if he had left yet. "Hey Marx, if you can wake me up three hours before the normal time for a tower 1 lead would normally." He said,... "Please,.." He then waited for a response, once he heard it, he moved to her couch and laid in it. He stood at the ceiling for only a few seconds before sleeping again.

Ailen looked down at Marx's hand then gestured to his missing arm. "Wrong hand...." He said. He then offered his other hand to shake with. He then sat himself on the table. He then closed his eyes and let his mind drift off. He even began to sleep for once. Strangely he was rather comfortable. He then wondered if that tech. Ever got those candy bars... He then wondered if the tech ever had a candy bar. He sighed and knew that if he ever took charge again things were going to change. He knew his future with Silvia and this tower was likely over. He did something that could not be fixed. He would have to give his life for this tower to get what ever trust he lost from her. He took a deep breathe and released. The Twins and Tristan what are you up to?... What are you.... Up....to

If there wasn't a sign that Ailen hardly slept it was now. The man's body was so exhausted he fell asleep right there on a operating table. There was one reason he never let himself sleep though. The reason was about to occur in the form of a nightmare.

This nightmare took place five years ago on the day of the incident. Ailen was making his usual rounds about the tower. When suddenly his com link rang out. He heard Craig's voice yell out at him. "Get to gate 3 and quick your men are already mustered outside" He cursed knowing it had happened. They warned Tristan that this would occur if he treated the people like crap and refused them of their supplies. He sprinted towards the stairs believing it would be faster. In truth it was as he jumped from floor to floor. Eventually making it to the bottom floor. He then took a turn to the left and then a right. Gate 3 already open as he stepped out. He saw the people outside. There was a lot of them and he knew right away they didn't have enough. "We will need back up Craig?.."
"I know sending some down with a few empaths if things get heated. " he hear the response. Ailen spat out a curse. He then stepped forward. "Altenians,... Calm yourself, this is not worth it!" He said to the raging crowd. They began throwing rocks. Followed by.."Fuck Tristan and his tower goons"

Ailen was able to stop some of the stones but some got past him nailing his men. Eventually one of his men panicked and opened fire. Then shit hit the fan. The civilians who were armed fired back. He started to see his men as well civilians hiting the ground their bodies. Eventually he himself began firing back. His men were dropping like flies. Where is that damned back up! He thought. Then from a building exited this woman. Tall and blonde. Shit Elaina.. What are you doing here?... I told you to stay in my chambers. He began moving towards he. Then suddenly a bullet ripped through her shoulder. A second going through he stomach and a third through her chest. He screamed. As he did so his crystal glowed and charged. The crystal amplified his speed as he used his sword to cut a path to her. When he got there he saw the blood and the holes. He dropped his sword and continue to fire as he check her. Her bloody right hand raising up to his cheek. He could hear the words "i am sorry" very quiet.

Felt her life slowly leave, He kept tryin to keep her awake. "Don t you die on my...." His words fell on death ears as she slipped away. Her hand falling to the ground. Tears formed both in the real world and in the nightmare.
Vivian

Vivian turned around to look at Sana and Hugh. She sighed and looked to Das. "I used to have a life like that,... My own kin stole that from me." She said. She looked towards the smoke. "I had loved a man once,... He was my everything. Then came the time a man had to be sacrificed for the spider queen's favor. Just had to be the man I was in love with." Yet here she was trying again. Das being what would seem the best match. He was kind hearted too. Someone you can pour out to and he would listen. "Right now I am thinking of a man that could help heal me of my sorrows." She said. Giving the line a try.

Garekk

The orc looked over at Ellyn. "Oh yes I bet your mage packed all kinds of extra dresses just for you.... Ellyn your sweet, but seriously do you actually expect a wagon meant for an adventurer would have dresses?" He asked. He then looked her up and down. "Besides you look good enough to me,...show some leg."

Ellis

Ellis began preparing everything. He had a chair, rope, and various torture tools. Now they needed a subject. He looked to Ceris and covered his face with the wood and he vanished. She did the same and off they went. Eventually they found someone. Watching the chaos. A drow elf. Ellis walked right up to him and tapped his shoulder. Samuel turned around to face him with surprise but what he got was a large rock across the face knocking him out. Ellis saw the two way mirror and picked it up and tossed it. Him and Ceris dragged the man off.
He sighed as they took the trip to the nurses office. He went into the elevator and was going to cross his arms and remembered that wouldnt work. His stomach growled again. "So you actually liked me, for me... That explains the screw up then. That was so out of character for me....I think I need to relax at some point. I am not sure if I will be able to... Even if I get back to my own eating schedule and rest.... I dont think I can relax. Not until every trace of Tristan is gone... Then maybe I can go on vacation. Visit this planets many beaches and have fun....oh wait... This planet has no beaches. I blame that on Tristan too." He said. He then figured he would try and eat something more filling when he got to his quarters. "Well at least you got a shirt to change into.... I donated my clothes to the people who needed them. Grew tired that I lived in days of luxury while they couldn't." He had the kindness but he was an idiot when it came to other matters. "Can you imagine me running my own tower?... That would be a disaster. Would liked bulldoze the city and rebuild the homes. Give these people a better life style. Same with the tower. Those below live in worse standards then those at the top. I couldnt sleep in a comfy bed without feeling bad." He said. He remained quiet and stared at his reflection. For a minute he thought he saw his sister standing behind him. He turned around to see no one there and then back at his reflection.

He rose a hand up to his head and rubbed his forehead. Hallucinations?... Side effect of the drug perhaps. Best keep that to yourself. He began to rub his eyes. I hope it aint my crystal. That's all I need right now.
"I deserved that..." As she smacked him in the back of the head. She explained things and he felt rather embarrassed. That explained things more. He still felt bad seeing as she wouldnt have done that if not for him.... For him. "I am such a fucking idiot..." He said. "Why did you genuinely like me again?... Because I am....whose that?" He said at the guy named Marx..."Angel?... Huh?.. Fitting nickname with the way you come to someones aid. Even to a asswhipe like me." He said. She then popped up the the question. Here or the infirmary. He rise back up and proceed to the elevator. "I already ruined you cloths,... Dont need to decorate your couch either. Plus they might have something string that wont make me scream like a girl." He answered. He then felt kind of jealous. "So who was that guy?..."
"Lie?... What the box of chocolates fir the engineer or actually being hurt part? Both where real. I delivered my own box of chocolates to the technician. As fir the arm... That was real. I also have felt worse and as for the medkit thing.... Yeah that was stupid. I doubt the morphine in it would have helped. Besides until medical supplies cone in its best to save that medkit for a real accident. Like with the doc lead. She needed it more then me. Also,... Dont heal me again. I felt guilty of the whole thing when I saw the blood from your nose." He then eyed her about the arm being outdated. "Of all the things falling apart are you really that surprised... That thing needed a better replacement the dat I got it... and no I have not gotten used to it. Hence the pills." He said tossing the medicine. " I have a lot of owning up to do I know... " He looked to her as he sat down in the couch. "Silvia... Hate to change the subject but... What you think of the Twins?..." He asked.

"When I heard they were on their way up to replace you I hurried to finish those files. I don't trust them at all. With me out of work for being an even bigger idiot... Giving my food away having nothing to do with it... I want someone watching them like a hawk...." He put a finger up to his chin.

"Now that I think about it,... All the transmissions that where blocked... E couldn't have done it alone." He sat back and watched her tinker with his outdated piece of crap. He sighed and looked to the ceiling. "Perhaps you can teach me hiw to heal too. That would have cone in handy.... If only you had arrived 5 years ago I would still have my sister." He said. He closed his eyes as he revisited that day. Gun fire was still heard. He was there franticly trying to get to her. He failed, he could picture her face. Pale and covered in blood. She died in his arms before the empaths could get there. He reopened his eyes and looked at his shoulder where his arm connected to the junk attached to it. "Should have let them use the medkit... Would have been funny to see them try and medicate this with out them knowing how to properly do it... Another good reason to deny it... Only those empaths in the medical wing could have properly healed it... Without it getting infected."

He decided to shut up. He strangely felt exauhsted but was afraid of falling asleep. He stared at the ceiling and he had this weird feeling something wasn't right. He just couldn't place it. "Did you ever think the tower was taken over too easy?... Tristan gave up too easy." He said. He then looked to Silvia. "You may not trust me anymore but let me watch over you as you move around. That sick bastard has something up his sleeves." He asked. His face full of seriousness. "If you have to, read my thoughts. You will see I am pure in my words right now. I dont want you traveling alone until that fucker is gone. Also in the elevator with the Jun'Krama I meant what I said. Dive into my brain if you have to. I never lied... I could have denied the med kit in a better set of words but oh well. If not me,.. Have Craig or someone go with you everywhere." He continued.
Ailen took the advice. He didn't like getting pulled off shift but oh well. Perhaps when he felt better he would pay Silvia a visit and apologize. He went through the food and looked for something quick and easy. He sucked at cooking,... His sister was the cook. He nodded to Craig and sighed. He was a wreck... He doubted Silvia would forgive him. It wouldnt hurt to try... He dug up some instant food and began to prepare it. Being pulled off shift of the twins made him worried though. "Craig,... You there?... Dont leave those twins alone, i never trusted them. Twins in general always freaked me out." He said. Not knowing if Craig had left or not. As soon as the food was done he let it cool some before eating. The Twins.... He blamed the old horror tapes he used to watch. The idea of two twins standing in a hall just staring at you. He shivered at the thought. Once he ate enough of it he looked to his bottle and decided to test something out. He aimed his hand at it and lifted it to him. He opened it. Perhaps I was just starving... Well shit. He took out two of the pills and looked inside the bottle... 12 pills... Shit. He finished off his meal swallowing the pills down. He then moved to the shower and stepped inside it. Only removing his shoes and pants. Along with his underwear and turned it on. He started on cold and let the blood wash off. He began to clean the hardest part of his arm and then he heard a snap and went wide eyed... "Oh for fuck sakes..." He looked at his arm and saw something had broken. His arm was now loose and useless. The only skilled technician was on leave. He cursed under his breathe. Who in this tower is skilled enough for this?.... Silvia?... Oh you got to be kidding me... It's like everything wants me to go back to her room. She probably don't even have the tools or right parts for this... He felt his stomach growl again and he cursed at it. "I just feed you, you greedy bastard." He said and turned the water off. As he dried himself... Doing so with one arm. He then put on his pants and shoes. Tripping and smashing his nose into the door frame of the bathroom breaking it. Blood came down it and he swore. He managed to put on his pants and then get back up. He found sone tissue and stuffed it in his nose. "Fine I will go apologize... You fucking happy..." He yelled out at nothing. He grabbed himself something to chew on his way there. Fiddling with his arm. He got in the elevator and pressed the button to her floor. A piece of jerky in his mouth while he fiddle with it even more. Now the show for security went from depressing to a comedy. He kept swearing every five seconds... "Wait what day is it?... Oh fuck... Thats right. Some parts on this piece of crap needed replaced." He shot his fleshy arm up in anger. "Perfect... Oh you didnt fall apart in the hangar or any other time but now... Fucking convenient.." He said. He finished the jerky and continued to fiddle with the arm. Then something else snapped just as he got to her floor. The elevator door opened and he swore once more. "Oh come on you fucking piece of shit. I swear,... Why couldnt they design you like one of those cool arms ran by crystals and shit....fucking Tristan and his shit ass face taking away the nice things... I swear,... I ever see that asshole I will shove whatever is left of this arm up his ass!" He then noticed the door was open and everything he said was likely heard. He then moved to her door and pressed the buzzer.

"Hey um Silvia,... Um I know its late and you likely hate my guts,... But um I need your help right now..." He said as he tried to hold his arm up. Then the final piece snapped and it hit the floor with a loud cling. He looked down watching the wires and tubing had split from it... He sighed and turned his back hitting the door and slid down it. Holding his metal arm in his real hand. He then sighed and felt a tear come down. He pulled the tissue from his noses so he had a easier time breathing. He rose his arm up hitting the buzzer. "Silvia,.. I'm sorry. I am probably the biggest jerk right now. Right below Tristan. I never felt this thing you humans call love. I only had something similar to it but not exactly the same. This feeling clouded my judgement and I did something stupid... Just like any man would do in a awkward situation.... I suppose I was just... Whats the word now.... Afraid?..." He said. He gulped pausing in between the tears. " I have been alone at this tower for five years now. I was never able to get attached to anything. When earlier happened. I guess I was afraid of being rejected this time. So, i chose the cheeziest method in the book,... The wounded soldier routine. I didnt mean to betray your trust... I just thought... You were teasing me like at the docks earlier. I never knew what love was so I did not know it was genuine." He said. He then let go of the buzzer and looked at his arm. "And now my bloody arm has come off." He said. He cleared his eyes of moisture.

He sighed. He did not think he would forgive her. Why would she?... After what he did... He wouldn't either. He tried to climb back up and pick up his arm. He ten began the trek to the elevator. What the fuck am I doing?...
Ailen made it down to the 2nd floor. He looked around and exited. He then proceeded down to the man's quarters. He wasnt there,... He knew this because he opened the door and decided to place the box on a table. Thats the best I can do. He sighed and exited. His stomach growled but he ignored it. It had been growling for the past several day. If a real doctor examined him. He would have told Ailen the weakness in his arms was from not eating. It was also likely killing him. The same thoughts came over his mind. He went back to the elevator and took it back up. His thoughts even went to that. "What if it was killing me?... Using energy like that with your body lacking it may not be good for me...oh well" He said. He looked to the camera and back away. Why bother caring if someone heard him. Not like they would care anyways. "Genuine huh?... Well shit. I sure fucked that one up. I wasnt lying too much back there. I didn't need the medkit anyways. Besides,... Tristan probably cut those supplies to. 'The medical wing should have all the medical supplies needed. The medkits aren't needed.' Sounds like something he would say." He then looked to the side. Looking at his reflection. "Just my luck,... You finally found The girl and you did that.... Ailen,... The breaker of hearts. Ailen the man who can stop fighting and help out everyone. Yet when it comes to love your the biggest idiot ever... Yup that medkit will fix someone up who deserves it...." He looked back up at the ceiling. Damn this elevator is taking forever. " I guess when your charm finally works you dont know what to do with it..." He went to his pockets to grab out his medicine. "Thats right,... I forgot them on my floor. Taking those things on a empty stomach isnt the best idea either... But fuck it." The elevator finally stopped and he went back to a standing position. He then looked to the camera. "Sorry Silvia,... I guess I kept chasing love to the point I didn't know what to do when I actually caught it. When I finally touched,... It was something new. I guess those manipulations with the engineers came only out of a man's stupid thinking he could get closer. That man took the wrong path..." He didn't care if the person on the other side of that cam was just a security officer. He just said it to get it off his chest. For some reason it hurt. The confession didnt fix it though. As he left his last words were.."So thats what it feels like...."

".... To have your heart split in two" he said. He got to his door and when he pushed through he saw he had a message from the Mor. He was being moved to the Twins shift. "I deserve that..." He said. He then sat down on his couch. The pain returning. Much quicker then before. He got back up and began hunting for his medicine. He couldnt find it though. He then recalled he had it in his desk at the Mor. He went to the comm and pressed down. "Hey Craig,... Can you have one of the Basic's grab my medicine from my desk. I thought it was here but it's not. Thank you." He said waiting for a response.
He rose from his seat. He checked his arm and twisted it. "No,... I didnt need the medkit anyways. Felt someone else might need it more. I would have been better in a few minutes." He said. "The pain was intense,... But it was nothing compared to any other pain I felt. In other words I am kinda glad your kicking me to the curb." He said as he placed his locket back around his neck. Making sure the picture was still inside. "I never wanted to have me become a distraction. Tristan maybe locked uo but he aint gone. The whole thing would have been avoided if everything had been repaired." He removed the blue crystal drive from his pocket. He placed it on the table.

"As for the dinner,... It wasnt going to work out anyways. I figured it was all a big tease anyways. I dont even know why I would even think that someone like you would have a interest in me anyways... Im a T1 who cant even use a black crystal. I am a punch line to a very bad joke. Perhaps you should transfer me... " He added. He then went to exit the room and into the elevator. He sighed and leaned against the elevator door. This was okay,... This was good. Now she had no dustractions. No T1 drop out to worry about. I can't even lift containers without bleeding around my arm. To think she had even thought of him was beyond him. Perhaps it was best I find a black crystal for myself. Even if I lose her,.... If,.... Already have. He lifted up his own crystal. He stared at it. "I would miss this thing though. Despite my uselessness...." Once the elevator stopped he got off onto his floor. He dimmed the lights and moved to the fridge. He sighed as it reflected how he felt,...empty. "I am going to have to restock you some day. The civilians get the first shipments though." He said closing it. He moved to a cuboard and saw he had a box of candy bars and he smiled. He took it from his cabnet. He then proceeded out. Now where does that engineer live?... Thats right... Floor 2. Promise was a promise. He owed the engineer that much. "Dont lose any sleep over it Silvia. You deserve someone for much more then me." He stepped into the elevator and proceeded to go down. As it went down he remembered he forgot his medicine again. "Shit... Oh well dont need them anyways. Dont even know why I take the damn things. They dont work." He said. He then looked to his arm. "If the doctors had the right stuff i wouldnt needed to take them. Never heard of a artificial limb taking this long for a body to get used to." He sighed. He realized he hadnt changet his shirt either. Still blood on it. He then remembered he did not have any other shirts. He gave all of them but this one away. I doubt blood will come out...
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