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Zethora: Fatal 12
Topic Started: May 2 2009, 12:28 PM (110 Views)
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Zethora.
the underworld never gives mercy.


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Wedged deep into the underworld, is a realm that is anything but kind.
Ruled by an evil god, and later concord by the devils soul-mate, Haddix De Laura, Zethora is doomed to an eternity of dark and cruel evil that will touch the souls of all who have the displeasure of inhabiting it. Some though, seem to think different, because those souls; have unraveled the secrets of Zethora, and the hidden pass.


When the evil god, known as Derel VI Cascord, was concord over Haddix, no one was given the chance to see him again. Although he was still injected with the same natural evil that Haddix had, he had another side to him, a side that believed to be fair, and many think that had marked on his record, giving it a solid statement, Derel had a good side, and no person to rule the dark depths of the underworld Zethora should ever have anything good on their fatal record...of course, others knew different. Derel hadn't been thrown out by the devil himself, he had been thrown out by Haddix and her minions from the dead. Although, some of the secret was spilled; nothing else seemed to be explained, especially the were-abouts of Derel. To this day we still believe we'll never know.
Some have been crested, though, with a fatal mark slashed across them, and hidden on their bodies it seemed. The crest was different for all, well the letter on each one, it was slashed in red and popping from a solid black background. Gold trimmed the edges, forming it to fit a perfected circle, and the mark seemed more permanent then any tattoo-removal, under worldly or not, could handle. When word spread, and the bunch was found, each of their marks seemed to have finally been noticed as each a different letter. When put together, spelled D.E.A.T.H.O.F.D.E.V.I.L
One of the crested, it seemed, was familiar with this saying. He soon discovered that his theories had been true, Haddix was indeed the devils soul mate, but not anymore. Haddix had ran away, after betraying the devil; and she concord over him as well. When the member explained this all was certain they had found out the secret key to unlocking the past to Zethora, and finding evil god Derel. That was what connected them all, in a special way. And that is how Organization F12 was created, holding all the 12 crested members.
and that, of course, is where are story begins.


Rules of Zethora:

1) Do not argue with me, I decide how the roleplay goes and the outcome of every thing that you create happens. If you didn't like the outcome, why'd you make it happen?
2) If you have any roleplay idea's, PM me then, and don't get snobby if I turn them down.
3) This is an ADVANCED roleplay, which means your posts should be at least more than four (words each sentence) sentences. If you begin to neglect this rule, you will be kicked out.
4) Follow all RPM rules. Keep it PG. Not too much gore. Not too much romance.
5) You DO NOT make your characters fall in love, I'll handle that. But really, don't make romance in this roleplay. It's not for romance, and I won't let it happen.
6) At the end of your forum, put Fatal 12 so I know you read the rules.


7) Each of your characters get a power, I will assign the power since I am making the characters.

8) Don't act like your all bad and powerful, 'cause your not, that's Haddix's job ;D

9) Two characters maximum per person, one boy one girl.

10) Try and stay as active as you can, if you can't get on one day; PM me about it.


11) To create a forum, first post the picture of your character, then write a paragraph or so about them.

12) Have fun! But remember the rules, or you won't make it off to a fresh start.



Organzation F12:

I will give basic knowledge about each member, but you write their personality and history.




Males:

Asar - Power: Fire Age: 19 Taken by:
Samael - Power: Mind Reading Age: 19 Taken by:
Midir - Power: Shadows Age: 19 Taken by: FramingSydney
Shax - Power: Shapeshifting Age: 19 Taken by: RAWRxKATE
Zagan - Power: Speed Age: 19 Taken by:
Ayam - Power: Air Age: 19 Taken by: BAMxKAYLYN




Females:

Alice- Power: Dark Arts Age: 19 Taken by: BAMxKAYLYN

Gwyn - Power: Illusions Age: 19 Taken by:
Kaya - Power: Electricity Age: 19 Taken by:
Rayn - Power: Weather Age: 19 Taken by: RAWRxKATE
Niza - Power: Levitation Age: 19 Taken by:
Mary - Power: Telekinesis Age: 19 Taken by: FramingSydney
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Alice Ve Nicole
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o r i s i t j u s t h e r ?



Alice was born on February 11th, the day the twin towers fell, and from then on her mother always told her she was a mistake. She has an older sister named Mercy, and her mother always had loved Mercy more, and Mercy absolutely despised Alice, she would be cruel to her, pull her hair, spit on her, and her mother would always look the other way.
When Alice turned 4, she began to find out her dark arts ability, her eyes would go pitch black, and she would begin in her own world. The world she was in was very different from reality, it's walls were pitch black, the floor was pitch black, it went on forever and ever, and whatever Alice wanted, she would make. She stayed in that world till her mother banged on the door, and then she would come back to reality.



One day, after Alice's 13th birthday, her sister came into the room and took Alice's doll.
" GIVE IT BACK! " Alice had cried, angry and frusterated.
" No " Mercy replied simply, a wicked smile across her face.
Alice lost it then, something in her snapped, and her eyes became pitch black,
but instead of going to her world, she stayed in reality, and suddenly Mercy was gone.
Gone, and the teddy bear hit the floor after being in mid air for at least 2 minutes.
Alice picked it up and smiled, and that's how it went.
It wasn't long before Alices mother came in, and started screaming asking were Mercy was.
Alice couldn't reply, because she didn't know, so her mother took a knife that night and went into Alice's room, only to find Alice gone. Alice watched from outside through her bedroom window, and then ran, as fast as she could into the New York night streets, taxis flew to curve past her, and once she was out, she fell, fell into a hole. And she closed her eyes tight, bracing for the impact. But it didn't instead, a cool and smooth feeling came over her, and looking down, she saw water under her, streaming up from niagra falls.



She then knew she had another special ability, and with that, she lived in Niagra falls.
When Alice went back to her world, her sister was there. In a corner, shaking like nothing else. Shocked, Alice walked over to demand an answer,
" How did you get here! " She demanded, and her sister just looked up at her,
" You brought me here " She whispered in a horse whisper.
" Take me home, please Alice! " And her sister broke down in tears.
Alice wasn't like her sister and mother. She wasn't cruel, she wasn't going to leave her sister here. This was her world.
So she closed her eyes like before, and then, her sister was gone.
She never figured out if Mercy went back home or not, but she didn't care.
She stayed in Niagra falls until she turned 19, and then an intruder came.
She did everything she could, she asked him nicely to leave, and he didn't,
then he fired at her, a blaze of undescribable power jolting toward her, she acted quickly, and dark shadows appeared tightly around her ankle, they slithered up to touch her palms, and she squeezed her eyes shut; a blaring light shining from the man. Then, it was silent, and when she opened them, he too was gone.



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Ayam De McRowe
god of air


t h e a i r y o u b r e a t h
i s t h e a i r h e s e e s


Ayam is a mystery. He never reveals his secrets or past, to anyone.
No one knows how he got here, not even Haddix.
He has a scar rounding his shoulder, and has told no body how he got it.
Edited by BAMxKAYLYN, May 2 2009, 12:29 PM.
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