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Talias voice was hardly more then a whisper. "Jeez, there are a lot more orphans than I thought there would be... Really, I thought the only orphan would be me..." Talia said, with a shy smile. She turned to Alec. "You're lucky you were adopted. Well, jsut able to have foster parents. I've seen so many couples, and still..." Talia said with a sigh, but then she smiled again, and her voice tone returned to normal. "I've always felt that the only place that I would be comfortable in was in a book. But I guess now it'll be different this year." Talia said, smiling at Alec and Alice.

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Peyton came back to reality and noticed the others had left her, she walked over to the others and put her bookbag down.

"Sorry, I got distracted..." Peyton said, scratching the back of her head, feeling awkward.

She then sat down with all the others, and noticed one had a book.

"What are you reading?" she asked.

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Talia looked up at the person who had just come over, and replied quietly, "Greek Mythology. About Prometheus the titan, to be specific." Talia said, and she looked at the small picture of Prometheus tied to therock, and the eagle coming to tear out Prometheus' liver. Talia shudderered. It still creeped her out, having your liver torn out, over and over. "Prometheus is my favorite charater in greek mythology." She said simply.

 

~By the way, when are we going to figure out that we are "Descendants of the gods"?

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He had a fun time getting to know various people in the school, yet none of them were the ones he were looking for, up until he entered his next class. "If anything exciting happens it should be here....in the actual class" he instantly heard the name, "Prometheus" if anything, the only name in Greek Mythology that he actually liked. The one who stole from the gods, a deeming title for a man that would defy them, the girl talking about him seemed..."interesting" so he sat nearby and simply listened, maybe he'd get to involve himself later...

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"Open the.. oh wait. I couldn't here you so..." Blake realised what he was saying and started making gestures. He realised that they ween't very clear, so decided to slow down. He put his hand onto imaginary door handls and then opened them wide. He smiled and nodded trying to indicate thats what he wanted to do. Get inside. He waited to see if they got what he meant.

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"Cool, I used to be obsessed with all that stuff in middle school," Peyton said. "My favorite is Hades, he's so misunderstood, he wasn't the nicest guy around but he wasn't evil... I mean, I'd like to see some people try ruling the underworld for one day, they wouldn't be so happy go lucky all the time either..."

Peyton apparently gets very defensive when it comes to Hades.

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He began hearing of Hades, it was true, he was very misunderstood, but so were all great lords. He looked over towards them and thought to himself. Which God irritated him the most...it was simple, the one that created them all, the one he wished he could have killed before any of this happened. He kept on listening in on the conversation, maybe he would interrupt soon.

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"Jeez Alec do you honestly need to ask everybody's name the second you see them?" Peyton asked, now paying attention to Alec and Blake.

He's way too friendly... And civilized... And he's a teenage boy for god's sake he shouldn't be either one of those...

"On the other hand he is from England..." Peyton said, thinking out loud, and then realizing this a second later

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After a while he felt he wasn't going to learn much more from the group, and grabbed his books and looked inside, the book was written in Latin, and in a very old Dialect, he said it slowly and with a whispered voice, it would not look much more than just a reading, and even if someone understood what he said, his reading made it seem as a simple story, but he prepared himself for something far more important, a long spell that would take hours of preparation.

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Pha'ubo prowled down the street of the town he appeared in. His red robes and massive gold mask stuck out like a sore thumb, not that he cared. He just wanted to crack those pesky demigod's necks so he can go back to his comfy chateau. Only problem was that he had no idea how old they were, what they looked like or how powerful they would be. For all he knew, they could have realized their full potential and are ruling the town like despots. Ba'al was a tricky god to please and his missions often had vague goals.

 

Pha'ubo walked around in vain, looking for anything out of the ordinary besides his own reflection. The town was as normal of a town as a town could get. Getting no where, he decided to sit on a park bench. He sighed as he looked around from his seat.

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Losing his patience, Zulf decided to actually do something on his own. All he did, though, was walk up to the front of the school. He had to slip through many students, though, since there are many people who skip or try to do anything suspicious, they would have to be in a private area, which is where the front of the school led; anywhere. He didn't want to do anything suspicious himself, so all he did was, at the front of the school, look around and actually care to hope somebody would speak to him.

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"Gesundheit! Jeez," Jaden chuckled slightly at his friend, setting his skateboard up in a tailstall. "Did you catch a cold, or something? Maybe the thunderstorm's made you sick," he rolled into the halfpipe, kickflipping as he got to the opposite side. He glanced over at the bowl, oh man, did he love that thing. "Come on in, the halfpipe's fine!" Jaden called to his friend, skating back to her side of the halfpipe.

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Dawn looked at him and laughed

"Nah, Dude, it's not a cold, if it was, I'd be sneezing non-stop..." she laughed "But ya know, It would really suck to be sick..."

The last line that Dawn spoke was a bit random, but she did not notice this.

She then didn't hesitate to hop onto her board and then ride down the ramp. When she got to the opposite side, she balanced her board on the rail for about 3 seconds, then she just barely made it back onto the ramp.

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Blake made a face of mock insult, "I am deeply upset that you don't my name.... um Alex? Isn't it?" Giving a large grin and patting Alec on the shoulder, he walked past the boy who had,just opened the door for him and wen't straight ahead. "Hello ladies how are we today?" He asked with a smile, as he sat down nearby. For the first time since he got in, Blake looked around.

"Hmm Nice place. I should come here more often."

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Alec sighed as he wiped off the area where Blake had patted him.

"It's Alec..." he sighed. He then turned back to the group of people. After conversing with the swimming team a bit more, Alec grabbed his pack and threw it over his shoulder. He walked over to the door and gripped the handle. Just before exiting, he turned back and smiled to the others

"Well, it's getting quite late...I think I'll go now..." he spoke, his English accent still blooming "See you all tomorrow, I guess.."

With that, he walked out and then started heading home.

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Tary walked out of the bathroom and into the male locker room of Shadow Creek High.

 

"What a strange name for a school"

 

He walked out of the locker room after getting his computer once more and stepped out near the pool. He sees the two girls that were talking to Alec earlier. He walks over, trying to remember their names.

 

"Hey" he says with a compassionate smile. "You're Talia, and you're...don't worry I won't call you new girl...ALICE! Sorry bout that...took me a minute. So...what are you reading?"

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Jason stepped out of the prision doors, (AKA school) and brethed i the fresh air. Nothing beats this for sure. Jason started towards his house and saw the new girl Talia. Well, she was new to the area, but Talia was one of Jasons old friends before he moved. He kinda felt responsible for Talia, like she was his little sister or something. Anyway, Jason saw Talia talking to the English kid. He wondered if he should've butted in, but then he just decided to walk away.

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Alec took slow steps towards the bike rack outside of the school. He got to the gate, opened it, and unlocked his bike, like he has done millions of times before. After he did this, he hopped onto his bike, and then started riding out of the gate, and towards the sidewalk that lead towards his neighborhood. Alec's bike was moving at an average pace, just because he wasn't in a rush to get to his house, as usual.

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Tary said goodbye to the girls and walked away. They seemed kind of shy towards him, but he had his goal. Talia was brilliantly beautiful and apparently kind as well. He was tired of going for the rude and always completely self-centered cheerleaders. He went for a member of the dance team once, but he found no difference, except surprisingly the dance team member was even more stupid. Talia is perfect.

 

He walked outside and saw Alec riding his bike away. With laptop and bag in hand, Tary walked home, the sun shining through his hair, making almost fully red. Tary loved sunshine, but hated heat. This was perfect weather for him. Breeze with sunshine. After several blocks he reached his home. Foster Home that is.

 

He walked inside and was greeted by his foster mother, Karen. She is the closest thing he has to family, but she rarely has time for him. Tary is the oldest of the seven foster kids that Karen takes care of, and being seventeen he is usually put in charge of him. Jamison walks up to him. Jamison is a small boy with glasses and Tary's favorite foster sibling. Jamison loves to write like him, but he's diagnosed with a brain tumor and is not expected to live much longer.

 

Tary takes him outside to go the park. Jamison's favorite

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Pha'ubo had almost fallen asleep on the park bench when he was broken from his drowsy haze with a ringing bell. He looked around, trying to find the source of the sound. He got up from the bench and quickly ran towards the source of the sound. When he had found the source, he was slightly disappointed. It was only the end-of-day bell for a high school, with the students streaming out in groups. He hated adolescent humans the most. They always seemed to think they knew everything and took everything they had for granted.

 

Pha'ubo stood around on the sidewalk, attracting the interested stares of some of the passing students. Pha'ubo was about to leave when his amulet began to vibrate. He took it out from the depths of his robe and held it out to the sun. Suddenly, a face burst from the text of the amulet, the same face from the bowl of blood.

 

"They live still...They have not lived long...They are weak..." the face murmured before disappearing. Pha'ubo was a bit puzzled by the cryptic message from his god, but was inspired. The message meant that the descendants were not very old. This gave Pha'ubo a little comfort. That meant fighting them would be short work. He took a seat in a nearby outdoor cafe and silently watched the students go about the business of going home.

 

OoC: Host should start the plot soon. The random talking and stuff will result in this RP's death.

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Tary just gets home from playing with Jamison and goes back to school for his Writing Club meeting. He forgot that he skipped archery practice today...but he'll go tomorrow. He notices a man in red robes standing outside of the school with a golden mask. He stares slightly but the man scares him so he rushes inside to his meeting.

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OOC:I'll make sure the death doesn't happen *note this is Dark Lightning approved*

 

"now then, let this little dream.......commence" around only those that had blood of a god would be able to see his special "Hallucination". It is like a daydream, but there is nothing but Darkness, Those stuck in this dimension are still conscious but movement has been taken from them, and no matter what sheer willpower will do nothing.

 

Nexus' voice is audible, but it is distorted making it sound like a demon towards the students who were affected.He started with a dreadful demonic laugh and depending on the recipient the message was slightly different Mhmhmhmhmm, good to see my Message has reached you my Lady/Lord, Allow me to introduce myself....My name is Addonexus, but you can simply call me, "The Nexus". This may be quite the surprise to you, but I will put this as simply as I can......For your sins.....I will Kill You

 

OOC:Continued after I hear some sort of response.

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((Very nice, JZ, I knew I could count on you ^^))

 

Alec had a strange feeling as he approached his house. He put down his bike, laying it on the porch gate. He couldn't shake off the feeling, but nor could he ignore it. Alec was always curious when it came to this kind of stuff; It interested him. He entered his house brieftly, and greeted his foster parents. They had their usual short-and-sweet chat, and then Alec stated that he wanted to go for a walk. Alec headed out and started walking along the sidewalk, his hands slipped into the pockets of his jeans, and his red and black hair shining as he walked. Without any warning, Alec felt a strange feeling again, this time, it was followed by a strangely demonic voice. He looked around, obviously a bit frightened; also slightly angered, just because he was moody like that.

"What the bloody hell...?" he muttered as he thought out loud.

 

~Dawn~

Dawn had just finished doing a short round of kick flips, heel flips, and double kick flips. She was in the middle of blasting into the air and doing an Ollie, when everything that she saw, went black; it was gone. She fell to the ground after hearing the demonic voice that roared through her ears. She was puzzled and confused.

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