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The Awakening Of Change


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This is the RP thread for The Awakening Of Change. For the OOC/discussion thread, go

here.

 

A friendly reminder:

 

Plot:

 

The year is 1905, bandits, outlaws and crime runs amok in the dying west, as the civilized try to turn the old west, into a new land of there creation... but a dark threat looms over the lands of America, in the western town of Black-oak and it's neighboring lands, all production on rail roads, and all of the plans of the civilized world have come to a halt, as nature twists against them, the days become scorching hot, the nights icy cold, and a demon... a demon of great power stalks the lands, killing those stupid enough to wander in the dark...

 

The RP is more character based than anything, the plot is simply here to impact upon there lives... It will follow the story of every character very closely, mostly keeping out details of how the area and the world is doing, so we can focus on our characters.

 

If any questions arise, you can PM me or Mythic, or post in the OOC thread.

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Belle walked through to old ruins if a burnt out old town, the manor still stood, although it too was partially destroyed. Her blonde hair blowing in the wind, her face hidden by the huge hat she wore, expertly covering her from the sun, her steps caused the gravel to crunch under her heels, as she looked around, scanning the area with her mad eyes, a Revolver in one hand, spinning around her finger as she twirled it, taking steps towards the old barn, listening intently to the group of people within... she could hear there breathing, as she was getting close, the tassels of her fine, but heavily worn Jacket blowing in the strong wind, a slight sheen on sweat on her brow from the intense head... slowly, slowly... she crept to the barn's door, and suddenly kicked it open, laughing manically, and screaming "I FOUND YOU!!!!" Sending bullets at the hiding men, each hitting them in the kneecaps as they reached for there guns.

 

She walked over as they screamed in pain, clutching there wounds, she drew her blade and licked it's smooth edge "Ahh... i'm gonna enjoy this, you know it has been almost three days since i killed! THREE DAYS!!!" she jumped forward, stabbing her blade into the side of the first mans neck, and slowly drawing it across, slitting deep into his throat, cutting his Jugular and severing the bone. She pushed the top of his head, and it fell back, fully open, hanging down on his back by a thread of skin. The next man was quivering now "You know boys, you should never have messed me around... people who do that, get this kinda punishment, it's only... natural." She said sadistically, as she severed the man's ear, and shoved it into his mouth. She expertly carved out the center of his throat, into a shape that resembled a loveheart, pulling out all of the contents, and watching him drop to the ground "That just leaves you Jeremy... what shall i do to you? Well... there needs to be someone to tell the tale don't there? So you got the job." She said, cutting off the end of his nose, and then severing the fingers on his left hand "Make sure you tell em' good Jeremy! No saying this weren't bad!" She walked out of the barn laughing sickly to herself, walking back up the cobbled road...

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Neville sat in the jail office, listening to the somewhat upbeat music the gramaphone was playing. He sat in his chair, smoking a large cigar, masses of smoke filled the room. He sat back on his chair and rocked slightly. He looked out of the window and noticed a man approaching in the distance, he looked injured. He looked out at the man and sighed " Meh." He murmured, relaxing in his chair. Edited by AnotherAverageName
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Belle vanished into the distance, mounting her horse, and riding away from the ghost town...

 

The man known as 'Jeremy', who Belle had mutilated, ran into the town of Black oaks, what was left of his nose, and his left hand were bleeding profusely, he was crying, as he burst into the Jail, collapsing onto the floor, and looking at the sheriff "Bl.. Bloody.."

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"Well... first she shot us in the knees, me and my brothers... then... then she cut my older brothers throat... her blade, it cut through his bone, and she pushed his head back, and watched as it hung down by a thread... then she cut of my other brothers ear and... forced it into his mouth... then she... she cut out his throat and..." Jeremy said going pale, feeling ill.
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