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You know, the more I think about it, the more I am convinced that what I battle everyday is loneliness.  I spend countless hours each day running about attempting to find things to occupy the hours, from work to group functions, to sports teams, and I as rapidly approach the day when I will lose one of those forever, I realize that loneliness is creeping up on me once again.  I don't think I am the only one.  It is quite possibly the one thing that we all have in common. We get older, we make friends, we have intimate relationships, and it is all so that in the end, we have someone with us during the good and bad times.  There are those people who say they are proud to be alone, and find many ways to justify this notion.  They find clever words to hide the loneliness, find ways to express a sense supposed sense of independence that are supposed to make those that have someone feel jealous.  I know, because I was one of these people.  I used to (and still do on occasion) make fun of my friends who were in these long and involved relationships, their constant battles, and their drama.  I always told them their relationships were far too much trouble then they were worth, and I was so glad that I depended on no one.   But then the other night, I awoke at about three a.m., and when I rolled over in my bed I was once again greeted by a wall.  There was no other person, no young woman that I was fervently in love with; no soft breathing to remind me that someone loved me back.  There was just a wall.  I stared at it for quite a while, the faint lines from the paint brush still quite evident in the moonlight.  It was in that moment that I realized how hollow those words of independence and self-reliance were, and how lonely I really was.  Sure, I have friends and a great family, people around me who would do anything for me and vice versa, but at three a.m., when I wanted nothing more than to hold someone and tell her I love her, I had a wall.   So, what is all this about?  You know, I am not sure. I am getting older, and while I know many would fervently remind me of how young I am and how much time I still have to find that one person that I am meant for, I cannot help but look at the way my life is now, take stock all that I have and all that I have experienced, and not recognize the possibility that I may end up, alone.  How can one even begin to prepare for a life like that?  Sure there are women around me that I talk to, that I am interested in, even one that knows of my feelings for her and returns them.  But as much as I care for her, and as much as I know that she wants to be with me, still I cannot shake the feelings of loneliness.  She is quite far away now, and we do not talk that often anymore.  I had expected this to happen, that as time passed that distance would be too great for us to conquer.  Perhaps it was that initial defeatist attitude that sabotaged any advancement for us, and once again it only serves to reinforce my thoughts of how I shall end up.   Of course, I can always lose myself in my friends.  I have a great many of them, and I am quite social.  I love meeting people, talking, interacting, and experiencing new things with them.  I have many friends now that are as close to me as any family member, and some I have known for so long they are practically family.  Will they be there, all of my life, ready to stand by me and help me whenever I need them?  Of course they are.  We have forged relationships that could never be challenged or broken, and for that I am grateful.  And I have met new people who, while months ago our relationship started as nothing more than a simple diversion to help me ease a little college stress, who now I cannot wait to talk to each night.  It's great, meeting new people and experiencing all this with them, and I look forward to each new minute.   But at the end of every night, at the end of every dinner, every conversation, I return to my wall.  It is solid, it is bare, it is beige, and it reminds me every night that I am alone.  I fall asleep, wake up, and again am greeted by this wall.  For the longest time I knew I hated that wall, but I could never figure out why.  It has done nothing more than shield me from the outside elements, warm me when I was at my coldest, and provide me with a place to think and reflect. But the hate came on anyway, and it is only now that I am realizing that the wall is not my problem.....the loneliness is.

My continued research into the disease that plagues Fleet Admiral Janeway does not go well.  While I have isolated the illness, I have yet to determine its cause or a way to cure it with any definition.  While I cannot name specifically what it is she suffers from, it can best be described as a type of white blood cell overload.  All the white blood cells of her body seem to be in a state of hyperdrive, their production level way above normal.  At a first glance, one would think this increase indicative of a bacterial or parasitic infection, but at this point I believe there to be more to it than that.  I believe, that after the initial infection, the bacteriophage responsible for that inital stage may have altered the nuclear DNA of her WBC's sending them to this hyperactive state.  Normally they would have returned to baseline levels, but this disease seems to thrive in the mass numbers.  There are a few things that concern me: One is her eosinophil count.  Eosinophils are responsible for responding in the event of a parasitic invasion, so they would naturally be the first ones infected.  This of course would explain their high numbers, but now the percentage of Eosinophils in her blood have risen to dangerous levels, and I cannot stop it.  The average human eosinophil count is about five percent, but hers is currently fourteen percent.  This high percentage is troublesome, simply for the fact that upon degranulation of eosinophils, they release an array of cytotoxic cationic proteins that damage the surrounding tissues.  Too many of these could lead to her death.  Another thing that bothers me is her NK or Natural Killer cell count.  These cells are normally the regulators, making sure to control cell production by killing the cell before it becomes a problem.  Unfortunately, I can find no NK cells in the Admiral's body, and this lack of cells is extremely troubling.  Somehow, I must find a way to stimulate NK cell production without continuing to stimulate the production of her other WBC's, and I must isolate the bacteriophage or parasite responsible for the original infection or else my work would be for nothing.

Recently I have begun research into the mysterious illnes that currently plagues Fleet Admiral Kathryn Janeway.  I became acquatined with her ailment only a few weeks previous and the following log entries will document my attempts to save her life. The patient's inital symptoms are: joint and muscle pain, lack of apetite, fatigue, sensitivity to light and touch, and an increasing sensitivity to heat.  As far as can be determined at this point, no physical representations of advanced disease have occured (hair loss, tumors, leisons, sores, etc...) but as the patient is now absent it is hard to acertain if these manifestations have not begun. Before the patient left, I was able to obtain several blood samples from the Admiral, and though they are now several weeks old, they still provide the best information.  I am convinced that the answers to all this lie in the blood, and I am attempting a full histiological workup at this time.  I can only hope that the disease does not mutate or rapidly increase in productivity while the Admiral is gone, and that the cure I develop for her will still be viable. Preliminary testing shows that the Admiral's leucocyte production is quite low, with Eosinophils and basophils showing the least in production in her body. Her neutrophilic count however, is alarmingly high, and I can only hope this is not the end result of some anastomosing tumor that has now branched to her lymphatic and endocrine system.  Systemic linkage on this magnitude could lead to a more severe form of disase that would be near impossible to treat.  Wherever the Admiral is, I hope she takes good care of herself.  At last report, she was using B-12 vitamin injections to supplement her energy loss, but the virility of the disease has probably made this stop gap measure futile by now.  My first series of tests should be completed in the morning, and I shall make a full report of findings after the analysis.

General OrdersGeneral Order #1 (PRIME DIRECTIVE)As the right of each sentient being to live in accordance with its normal cultural evolution is considered sacred, no Starfleet personnel may interfere with the normal and healthy development of alien life and culture. Such interference includes: introducing superior knowledge, strength, or technology to a world whose society is incapable of handling such advantages wisely. Starfleet personnel may not violate this Prime Directive, even to save their lives and/or their ships, unless they are acting to right an earlier violation or an accidental contamination of said culture. This directive takes precedence over any and all other considerations, and carries with it the highest moral obligation. General Order #2 No Starfleet personnel shall unnecessarily use force, either collectively or individually, against members of the United Federation of Planets, their duly authorized representatives, spokespersons, or designated leaders, or members of any sentient non-member race, for any reason whatsoever. General Order #3 The sovereignty of each Federation members being respected in all things, Starfleet personnel shall observe any and all statutes, laws, ordinances, and rules of governance currently in effect within the jurisdiction of a member planet. Violators of such ordinances will be subject to such punishments or corrections as shall be determined by local governmental bodies. General Order #4 If contact is made with hitherto undiscovered intelligent life forms, under no circumstances shall Starfleet personnel, either by word or deed, inform said life forms that worlds other than their own exists outside the confines of their own space. General Order #5 In cases of extreme emergency, Federation special representatives are empowered to assume emergency powers to deal with a condition or circumstance that is deemed hazardous to the welfare of Federation citizenry. Within the scope of these emergency powers, duly authorized civilian personnel may assume temporary command of Starfleet vessels and/or personnel to deal with the emergency. Starfleet personnel must submit to their authority for the duration of the crisis. General Order #6 The request for emergency assistance from Federation citizenry demands unconditional priority from Starfleet personnel. Such personnel shall immediately respond to said request, postponing all other activities. General Order #7 No Starfleet vessel shall visit the planet Talos IV under any circumstances, emergency or otherwise. This order supersedes General Order 6. Any transgression of this general order shall be punishable by death. General Order #8 Upon sighting a warship within Federation space and identifying it as belonging to a foreign power, the commander of the Starfleet vessel shall determine the reason(s) for that craft's presence in the vicinity. If there is conclusive evidence that the vessel has a hostile intention, the Federation vessel may take appropriate action to safeguard the lives and property of Federation members. In such cases, the commander may use his discretion in deciding whether to use force to disable the hostile vessel. However, care should be taken to avoid unnecessary loss of sentient life. General Order #9 No commander of a Starfleet vessel, military or auxiliary, may grant political asylum to any individual without first being given express permission to do so by a representative of the Federation government. General Order #10 If there exists eyewitness testimony by senior officers or similar verifiable evidence that an individual has violated the Prime Directive, said individual may be relieved of duty by a duly sworn representative of the Federation government and placed under immediate arrest. The governmental representative shall then take such action as he deems necessary to minimize the results of the violation. General Order #11 Starfleet officers with the rank of captain or higher are granted full authority to negotiate conditions of agreement and/or treaties with legal representatives of non-Federation planets. In such circumstances, the acting officer carries de factor powers of a Federation special ambassador. Any and all agreements arranged in this manner are subject to approval by the Commander in Chief of Starfleet Command and the Secretary of Starfleet. General Order #12 Federation officers may violate Neutral Zone areas as designated by treaty only if such action is required to save the lives of Federation citizens under conditions of extreme emergency. General Order #13 Except when orders state to the contrary, Starfleet personnel will respect the territorial integrity of independent planetary systems and governments, and will not violate territorial space belonging to such worlds. General Order #14 Starfleet personnel may intervene in local planetary affairs to restore general order and to secure the lives and property of Federation citizens only upon receiving a direct order to do so from a civilian official with the title of governor or higher. General Order #15 No officer of flag rank may travel into a potentially hazardous area without suitable armed escort. General Order #16 Starfleet personnel may extend technological, medical, or other scientific assistance to a member of a previously unrecognized sentient species only if such assistance in no way compromises the Prime Directive of the security of the Federation or Starfleet. General Order #17 Starfleet vessel captains are to consider the lives of their crew members as sacred. In any potentially hostile situation, the captain will place the lives of his crew above the fate of his ship. General Order #18 Upon being accused of treason against the Federation, Starfleet personnel may demand a trial conducted by the Federation judiciary. If the individual is acquitted, Starfleet Command shall have no further legal recourse against the accused in said manner. General Order #19 Except in times of declared emergency, Starfleet personnel may under no circumstances convey personnel or material between planets or planetary systems when there is reason to believe that said personnel or material may be used to conduct aggression. This order applies to independent worlds within the Federation as well as to Federation members. General Order #20 Officers and personnel of Starfleet Command may employ whatever means necessary to prevent the possession, transportation, sale, or commercial exchange of sentient beings being held against their wishes within the boundaries of Federation space. General Order #21 No Starfleet personnel, either officer or enlisted, may offer his services to an independent foreign government without the express authorization of the Federation Assembly. General Order #22 As the rights of individual expression and free discourse are considered sacred, Starfleet personnel may debate the policies and decisions of their governmental representatives privately at any time, to the extent that such discussions do not violate their command oath or specific duties to the Federation per these General Orders or Starfleet regulations. General Order #23 When verifiable proof is presented to the senior commanding officer of a Starfleet vessel or post that a Federation representative may currently be acting or has acted in the past to violate the Prime Directive, the officer may relieve said representative of office, and then assume the full powers of that office pending a full investigation by government officials. General Order #24 If a commanding officer deems that an individual or group of individuals pose a threat to Starfleet personnel or Federation civilians, he may take any action deemed necessary (including the use of force) to secure the safety of those threatened. General Order #25 Civilian and military personnel taken into custody by Starfleet personnel during times of extreme emergency shall be accorded proper treatment consistent with rank or station, insofar as such treatment does not compromise the security of the Federation or Starfleet. General Order #26 No member of a ship's complement or other ground-based installation can be held directly accountable for the actions of their superiors. Similarly, no member of a ship's company or other Starfleet personnel will share in disciplinary measures taken against the commanding officer(s) if said individuals were not directly involved in the actions leading to disciplinary measures. This order extends to conditions involving proven violations of the Prime Directive; where proof of such violations exist. General Order #27 No member of Starfleet shall be required by the assignment of standard duties and responsibilities to undergo extended separation from his family if family members can be reasonably provided for aboard ship or as a part of an existing Starfleet installation. General Order #28 No officer of command rank shall be removed from command status unless such action has the complete and unqualified agreement of at least three senior officers present. Whenever possible, such officers shall include the ship's First Officer, Chief Medical Officer, Counselor, and one junior officer of command station. General Order #29 The primary responsibility of the commander of any Starfleet vessel or installation is the welfare and safety of his crew, including any civilian members. No action may be taken that creates an unwarranted threat to the safety of those individuals under the officer's charge, except in the line of duty and when otherwise unavoidable. General Order #30 Starfleet Command recognizes the right of each ship commander to interpret the specifications of the Prime Directive as he sees fit, consistent with the conditions of other existing general orders in effect, and based upon circumstances that may arise in dealing with newly discovered sentient races. General Order #31 The conditions and specifications of the Prime Directive shall henceforth apply to all sentient life forms discovered, whether they are of natural or artificial origin. General Order #32Except in the case of an extreme emergency, no Starfleet commander is authorized to order his ship to travel faster than Warp Factor Five without express permission from Starfleet Command. The Omega Directive Briefing The Omega Directive was created to deal with a threat not only to the Federation, but to the entire Alpha Quadrant; and indeed the whole Galaxy. Starfleet named the hazard the Omega molecule/particle phenomenon. It was first synthesized over 100 years ago (during the mid-22nd century) by a Starfleet physicist named Ketteract. The molecule created was the most powerful substance known to exist. A single Omega molecule contains the same energy as a warp core. It has been suggested that in theory, a small chain could sustain a civilization. It is not known whether Ketteract was searching for an inexhaustible power source, or a weapon. He created a single molecule particle of Omega, which lasted for only a fraction of a second before it destabilized. His work was done on a classified research center in the Lantaru Sector. Ketteract and 126 of the Federation's leading scientists were lost in the accident. Rescue teams attempting to reach the site, discovered an unexpected secondary effect. There were subspace ruptures extending out several light years. To this day, it is impossible to create a stable warp field in that sector. It can only be traversed under sublight power. This is the danger of the Omega molecule. Omega destroys subspace. A chain reaction could devastate subspace throughout the quadrant. Space-faring civilization would no longer exist, and many lives would be lost in space. When Starfleet learned of this impending danger, it suppressed all knowledge of the Omega phenomenon. Only Starfleet Captains and Federation Flag Officers may view this document� Article 1 Starfleet Captains and Federation Flag Officers must ensure the safety of the quadrant from the Omega threat. To this end, whenever sensors positively determine the presence of Omega in a ship's vicinity it will enter "Omega Protocol." Doing so locks all navigation, sensor, tactical and propulsion systems. Only the ship's Captain, or a Federation Flag Officer can release the Omega lockout. Access to sensor data retrieved on the Omega effect is limited to Clearance Level 10. When Omega has been verified, the ship's captain will contact Starfleet Command immediately. No information may be relayed to the ship's crew. All other priorities are rescinded until the threat is neutralized. The prime directive may be compromised during such a mission, if necessary. Blatant abuse of this power will be prosecuted to the fullest extent using all other Starfleet Directives. If violation of the prime directive is even minimally anticipated, it is authorized and advised. If Starfleet Command cannot be contacted for any reason, the primary priority is the destruction of all Omega molecules detected. There will be no computer record of the sensor logs, and Captain's/Captains' Personal Logs must be either encrypted or deleted.Article 2If Starfleet cannot be contacted the Captain may share information of the Omega Molecule. Only the senior officers of the ship and/or Starbase may help in the destruction of the dangerous molecule.

Name: SorrowAlias(s): NoneSex: MaleRace/Species: Fallen angelAge: UnknownBirthday: UnknownSign: UnknownFamily: NoneBirthplace: ParadisoOccupation: NoneHeight: 5'10"Weight: 161lbsEye Color: BrownHair: BlackWeapons/Equipment: NoneAttributes: UnknownBio: Sorrow was once a beautiful angel. Blessed with holy power, he was tasked as a guardian to humanity. Over time, Sorrow grew to hate mortals for their weakness and frailty. He became arrogant and shirked his duties. His negligence caused the deaths of hundreds of mortals that needed his protection and received none. Ashamed and disgusted by what he had done, the Lord bestowed upon the maximum punishment. He was stripped of his station, his powers were taken from him, his wings were forcibly removed, he was forced to bath in the blood of all those that had lost their lives because of him, and finally, he was cast out of heaven and made mortal. Shamed and disgraced, Sorrow now walks the Earth as weak and feeble as the humans he had come to hate, never allowed to return to his holy land.Theme Song: The Bird and the Worm by The Used

Name: Gabriel WolfheartAlias(s): NoneSex: MaleRace/Species: Flame LycanAge: 24Birthday: Doesn't rememberSign: Doesn't rememberFamily: Doesn't remember.Birthplace: Doesn't rememberOccupation: Jack-of-all-trades workerHeight: 5'10", 10'(in wolf form)Weight: 174lbs, 586lbs(in wolf form)Eye Color: AmberHair: AuburnWeapons/Equipment: Two revolvers and a chain whip.Attributes: Werewolf, pyrokinesis, marksman, hand to hand fighter, tracking expert, enhanced strength, agility and senses, free runner.Bio: Gabriel's past is a mystery to him. His first memory is of waking up naked in the middle of the forest with claw and bite marks on his body. When he wandered into the nearest town for help, he was shunned and abused. That same night was the night of the full moon. The next morning Gabriel woke up in the town square covered in blood and with bodies of the townspeople strewn about the streets. Shortly after Gabriel discovered two things: he was a werewolf and he had pyrokinesis. He had no idea what the connection to the two was until he researched the history of lycanthropy. Turns out, there were more to werewolves than getting hairy and howling at the moon; some had special abilities. Gabriel discovered that he had been bitten by a Flame Lycan, a race of werewolves that were said to have total control over fire. Knowing what he was and fearing what might happen, he set out to try and control his new powers. In time he opened up a jack-of-all trades shop and did odd jobs for a living. He does his best to lead a peaceful life, but every so often, trouble finds him and when the full moon shines, Gabriel makes sure he is nowhere to be found.Theme Song: Monster by Skillet

Name: ZanmatoAlias(s): The Demon Warlord Sex: MaleRace/Species: Greater Demon Age: As oId as time Birthday: None Sign: None Family: NoneBirthplace: JapanOccupation: Warlord Height: 10'11" Weight: Unknown Eye Color: None Hair: None Weapons/Equipment: Cursed katana and wakizashi. Attributes: Master of Kenjutsu, Ninjutsu, Genjutsu, Taijutsu, Batojutsu, Summoning, Shape-shifting, master strategist and tactician, master swordsman. Bio: An age old demon spirit of war and destruction, Zanmato has become a name all who wage war fear. As the daimyo of his own village in the mountains, the village of Kurotsuchi, he raised his own army for one purpose: to unite Japan under his banner. Now, in the age of warring states, Zanmato and his army marches against the armies of Tokugawa, Toyotomi, and Nobunaga.Theme Song~ Signal To Noise by Peter Gabriel

Name: NightAlias(s): NoneSex: MaleRace/Species: SpiritAge: Over 600(looks to be around 20)Birthday: October 11thSign: VirgoFamily: Master(deceased), adoptive brother(now his enemy)Birthplace: UnknownOccupation: ShinigamiHeight: 5'9"Weight: 165lbsEye Color: SilverHair: WhiteWeapons/Equipment: Scythe, crucifixAttributes: Combat expertise, intense spiritual power, master of light magic, expert in all other forms of magic, ability to ferry souls of the dead.Bio: People always wondered where they went when they died. Truth be told: they didn't really go anywhere...not right away. The souls of the dead need a guide to help them to the other side. The living call them angels, and that would be pretty close, but they prefer to be called Shinigami. Since the dawn of time, the Shinigami have led the souls of the dead to their respective places of eternal rest. For the last six hundred years, Night has carried on this same duty. Trained in the Shinigami arts by his now-dead master, Yojimbo, Night is considered one of the greatest Shinigami in Paradiso. His only equal would be his adoptive brother, Kane, who some time ago, betrayed his brother and left Paradiso to spread chaos. To this day, Night still ferries souls from the world of the living while still trying to stop his brother's reign of destruction...and hopefully save him from himself.Theme Song: The Beginning is the End is the Beginning by Smashing Pumpkins

Name: C.G.D. #6, Alexander Sauer Alias(s): None Sex: MaleRace/Species: Human/Machine Age: 36 before assimilation into mechanical body.Birthday: December 22nd Sign: Capricorn Family: DeceasedBirthplace: Pheonix, ArizonaOccupation: Law Enforcement Officer Height: 7'2" Weight: Approx. 2,000lbs Eye Color: None Hair: None Weapons/Equipment: Missile launcher, grenade launcher, photon cannon, electric dynamo, GPS transponder, jet booster, grapples, cryptographic sequencer. Attributes: Former U.S. Marine, body made of steel, infiltration, hacking, master marksman, expert combatant Bio: Alexander Sauer, was once a well known, respected, loyal, and greatly admired U.S. Marine. That was before the accident. In the year 2214, Alexander was reported dead when the base of operations he was posted at was blown up by a radical terrorist group. The real truth is, Alexander managed to survive the explosion but barely and was taken to a secret hospital owned by the C.I.A. His body was severely burned and even if he was able to continue living he would need to be in intensive care for the rest of his life. One day the C.I.A. came to his room and made him an offer. Alexander would be able to continue serving his country and be given the tools to do so. Alexander, being a valiant U.S. patriot, eagerly accepted. The next day Alexander was signed onto the C.I.A.'s new project to create the ultimate peace keepers, the unit known as the C.G.D., Cybernetic Guard Dogs. They removed Alexander's brain and heart and integrated them into a mechanical body that would act as his peace-keeping weapon, and life support system. Alexander was the sixth subject of the project and now, in the year 2224, serves his country as C.G.D. #6.Theme Song: Iron Man by Ozzy Osbourne

I welcome any and all that would like to rp. I ask only that you follow my rules and guidelines while doing so.~Make sure your spelling is correct. I won't rp with you if you type like a grade schooler. I don't care so much about grammar since I sometimes struggle with it as well, but if your spelling and sentence structure is bad then don't expect me to rp with you.~I like rps that have a sense of fantasy to them. This means elves, ghosts, angels, vampires, lycans, etc.. I'll do a real world rp, but I tend to do a little better with fantasy ones because it increases the amount of story devices I can use.~No god-modding. This one should be pretty obvious. Don't go making your character invincible if we fight in our rps. It isn't fun and I will not bother with someone who can't play fairly. I've had an experience with an rper who did this. I axed him from my friends list and blocked his ass.~I will do a sexual roleplay as long as it's tasteful, no overly vulgar language is used, and as long as it's not the only thing we do. If there's no plot than I won't bother. I'm not here to sex chat with anyone.~Do not try to control my characters. For example, one rp I was in: our characters were fighting and he has the nerve to say that he completely cut off my character's arm and that I ran away in fear. Don't do this. No one likes it.~Do not try to completely dominate the rp. The rp is meant to be shared by two people. Each one should have an equal amount of control over what happens. If you try to take complete control over the rp and leave nothing for me to do but simply respond to only your rules, I will end the roleplay, delete you, and block you.~I do not do homosexual romance rps. I am not homophobic, I'm actually an avid supporter of gay rights. I say this specifically because I'm not gay and in the past some of my gay rp friends have gotten the wrong idea.~No one-liners. They are a sign of the rp going stale. I want at least 3-4 sentences in every reply I receive while role playing.~I will do a roleplay that takes place in any universe. I may have a character I tailored to a specific universe, but I am more than willing to use them outside that universe.~I will reply to you when I can. Do not hound me for replies. If you see that I am online and I am not replying to you, I am probably away from the computer and forgot to sign out.~If you get bored with the rp and want to drop it, please tell me so. Do not just stop replying and ignore it; I find that to be very rude.~ If you add me, then my expectation is that you did it to rp with me. If not, then whatever. If you want to be just another number, then that's what you will be, I have no problem with that. Just expect me to do some subtraction at some point.Follow these rules and we'll get along just fine and I promise to make rping with me an enjoyable experience.

1. If you add me, talk to me. If I add you, I'll talk to you, maybe send a starter. 2. Unless we're discussing rp, I'll be talking to you as Luffy. 3.If you're a One Piece character, please let me know where you are in the anime/manga/live action. This will prevent spoilers. 4. No rl drama! Rp is meant to destress from that. 5. No godmodding. You won't like the results.  6. I do rp fighting (I even have a playlist marked "battle"), but please refer to rule #5.  7.  I answer every message and comment. If you don't hear from me in more than 7 days, let me know. My message may not have gone through (site crashes >_<). 8. I do para and semi para, and expect the same of you. One liners are okay IF we're in conversation. NO one or two word replies ("yup", "oh really?", etc). Doing that is a waste of my time, because it makes me feel like I'm rping alone, which is boring as hell!" 9. Luffy is in this for adventure, not sex. So no erotic rps!! Anyone even trying to get into his pants will be deleted, blocked, and if you really piss me off, reported!

Warrior's of Light Roles. This group alike the The Alchemist are human, they have a strong hatred to all vampires like Alchemist but unlike them they do not care if they are innocent or not. They have no believe at all in the power of spirit that can bring back people from being strigoi. They focus more on hand to hand attacks they carry a symbol of the sun on them but this are not charmed like the lily tattoos. [OPEN-PENDING-CLOSED]AGE:18LOVE INTEREST: Angeline DawesPLAYBY: Drew RoyTHE BOOKS:Trey Juarez is an 18 year old vampire hunter who lives in Palm Springs, CA. He is a supporting character in the Bloodlines series by Richelle Mead, and one of Sydney Sage's only friends. He is described as being intelligent, muscular, sarcastic, witty, and easy to talk to. He is first introduced in Bloodlines, where he attends Amberwood Prep with Jill, Eddie and Sydney. He helps Sydney find out about the mysterious tattoo shop, Nevermore, and first suspects Sydney for her intelligence, but grows to become fond of her. In The Golden Lily, it is he who sets her up with her first boyfriend, Brayden Cartwright. Trey is described as tan with unruly black hair and intense brown eyes. He works at Spencer's, the coffee shop where Sydney likes to get her coffee. Sydney noted that this is good luck as it often means free drinks and discounts, as well as a friendly face.OUR STORY: Under construction.

  Niffelheim.  The land where the Frost Giants live and rule.  Many Aesir fear going into those wooded areas in fear of being attacked and eaten by the Frost Giants.  But there was an Asgardian that wasn't afraid to enter the frozen tundra.  That man was the hope of Asgard, Thor Odinson.  But the Hope of Asgard had a heavy heart as of late.  After the divorce of Jennifer Walters and the leaving of Elektra, the God of Thunder's heart was heavy.  But instead of sitting in a man cave and watch endless romance movies or listen to a playlist that consisted mainly of the Cure, Thor was out dealing with his broken heart in another way.  Hunting Frost Giants.  Thor continued to drag the heads of the Frost Giants as he continued to walk through Niffelheim.  Rage beat in the heart of the Thunderer.  The skies above dark and cloudy, for it would match how Thor's soul felt at this time.  The blood stained the snow as the ropes tugged hard on the nose rings which Thor used to pull the severed heads.  The God of Thunder himself was unshaven, his beard unkept as he continued to walk through the snow.  His rage pushing him on more and more.  Alongside him was the boar that Jen and Thor once had together, Snorri, as it sniffed out tracks to help his master.  Thor paused for a second, using the magics within Mjolnir to track the company of Frost Giants he was picking off one by one.    But then, a large, green light appeared before Thor, which caused him to place a hand above his brow to keep the light from blinding him fully.  Thor paused as he would see two figures standing before him.  One of them glowing red, and the other, which glowed more brightly, was green.  It didn't take Thor long to piece together it was Wally and Kyle. "See, Wally?  I TOLD you this ring can do anything!"  "Except get you laid.  That is an issue that the Guardians will never be able to solve.  You're a curse.  Every woman that dates you dies."  "And what about you?  Every woman you date ends up getting trapped in the Speed Force."  "At least my loved ones come back ALIVE!"  Thor could hear the bickering as he walked towards the two.  His shadow soon cast over the two as Wally and Kyle turned to Thor.  "Thine voices.  Even in the sanctity of Niffelheim, thine words still pierce Thor's brain and give him a headache!"  "THOR! Buddy!  We're all worried that you've gone off the deep end with this love stuff.  We were expecting you to suddenly try to attack the entire world or some crazy stuff."  "Unlike the Midgardians, Thor doth not sit and watch romantic teen movies all day, eat ice cream, and masturbate."  "FUCK YOU, THOR!  And your idea of going on a Frost Giant killing spree is going to help you feel better?  You know PETA's going to have a field day when they hear about this?"  "How many vegans does it take to change a lightbulb?  None, vegans can't change anything"  "But killing Frost Giants?  I can understand maybe playing a violent video game, but this is too much."  "Jesus promised to eliminate all wicked people.  Thor promised to eliminate all Frost Giants.  Thor doesn't know about thee, but there aren't many Frost Giants around."  Wally turned to Kyle, raising an eyebrow.  "When did you promise this?"  Kyle rubbed the bridge of his nose with his thumb and pointer finger.  "The point is is that you're scaring everyone, Thor.  You've cleaned up crime in New York and the rest of the world.  You've decimated the Frost Giant population. Solved most of the world's problems like hunger, energy, and inflation crises, and not only that, but you've been on a drinking binge."  Thor crossed his arms.  "Alcohol was invented so ugly people would have a chance to have sex.  Without it, thine father wouldn't have thought twice of being with thine mother.  Besides, Thor hasn't been that bad..."  "You've consumed all the alcohol in every state since then!  Forget abolition!  Whenever you're around, people hide the liquor because they don't want you to drink it!  I can't even go to the bar anymore without the bartender going 'fresh out'!" "What about the time that thou smoked the funny cigarettes and ate all the food in the Tri-State area to satisfy thy need for sustenance, or what thou said, 'munchies'?"  "Hey!  You said you'd keep that a secret!"  "Thor remembers the condom comment...Reversing them inside out to get some girls that were all for Going Green?"  "When you go in the backdoor, it's brown, though."  "ENOUGH!  Look, Thor, we know you're hurting and you're taking your rage out on everything that comes your way, but it's getting to the point where we're concerned.  You're too angry.  Hurricane season has been a bitch without you making them larger and disastrous.  You owe an apology to the east coast!"  "Yeah, Thor.  We miss the old Thor.  The one that used to smile all the time, whether or not the joke was on him.  The Thor that wasn't bloodthirsty. And the Thor that wasn't a raging alcohol trying to drown out all of his sorrows.  And the Thor that doesn't threaten to kill us in a drunken or angry stupor when we make fun of him.  I can only make fun of Kyle for so long before it even bores the Hell out of me!  The Mighty Thor can't let a woman beat him like that?  He's dated thousands of women and not let one girl give him Bitch Dependency!" Thor looked down at the rope and looked behind him to see the heads of the Frost Gaints.  Thor nodded before looking down at Snorri as he sat at his master's feet.  Thor thought long and hard before giving a smile, patting Snorri's head. "What's the difference between herpes and a relationship with Jennifer Walters?"  Kyle and Wally were confused before Thor lifted his head to look up at them.  "Herpes lasts forever..."  Kyle and Wally smiled before hugging Thor, laughing as they knew they got through to their Asgardian friend.  They had brought Thor back from the edges of bitch dependency.  "Thank Odin you're back, Thor.  The other Thor scared me.  Who else are we going to make fun of and not get killed for it?"  Thor narrowed his eyes at the two of them before looking at Wally. "Remember, Wallace, the difference between a bachelor and a married man is that a bachelor comes home, sees what's in the refrigerator, and goes to bed while a married man comes home, sees what's in the bed, and goes to the refrigerator."  Thor then turned to Kyle.  "And Kyle, the difference between sin and shame is that it is a sin to put it in, but it's a shame to pull it out. Almost like fat girls and mopeds.  Fun to ride but thou doth not want thine friends to find out.  Right, Mr. Rayner?"  Thor laughed before setting them both down. He picked up the ropes again before turning to the direction of the sun.  The clouds started to disperse, signalling that Thor was now calmer and happier. "Come!  Thor heard that 25 cent wing night is back at Hooters!" "Awesome!  I love their wings!"  Thor and Wally looked back at Kyle with a "are you serious" look on their faces.  "What?"  "Thou goes for the wings?  Thor goes for the breasts...And he'll let that one sink in."  "Hey...Wait..."  Before Kyle could finish his sentence, Thor smiled and raised Mjolnir, teleporting the four of them out of Niffelheim and to the closest Hooters.

About Me: I love to Role Play. Simple and plain. I role play on several sites but prefer the interaction on social sites. Overall, I guess I've been using Hawkeye for around nine years. I know the character in and out, his up and downs, loves and losts. I know what he can do in a fight and what he can't. Comic history? I have that too in abundance.The World of Role-play According to Clint Barton:COMMUNICATION: My biggest request is communication. Before we play a major idea out, we plot. I don't mind the random chats or role-plays but if it is something that will directly affect the role-play history of Hawkeye continuity here? We must discuss it. Just send me a message and we'll talk.GODMODING: DO NOT put me into no choice situations. Shoot them, punch them, beat the hell out of them, insult them, but always give them a choice. If you break this rule, I will not play with you anymore. Ever. Clint Barton is Marvel Comics copyrighted character but when I write him here, I have the right to decide if he dies or lives. Not some dumbass "fight and kill" role-player with a woody on for violence. Comic writers do not kill off their characters without plotting together, I expect the same from the people I role-play with. With that said, I'm not above taking blows and love to spar.GATECRASHING: I seriously dislike gatecrashers. What I mean by this is, don't just butt in on my RP, or if I'm RPing with someone without... COMMUNICATING first to make sure all parties involved are OK with it. If you GATECRASH... well see GODMODING... Ask before you assume anything.IC/OOC: I'm fine with OOC chat to explain something, personally I use ()'s to talk OOC. Also, just because I may know you OOC, or speak to you OOC, it does not mean I know you IC. Chances are unless we have role played an encounter where we know each other, or meet for the first time, I will think you are just some strange weirdo.SCHEDULES: I work a real life job and go to school. I love my RP as much as the next dude but I will not blow off other things IRL. If I am at work I will always be OOC and using the ()'s to talk to people when I can log from there unless it is bulletins. I may still put the () in there at times if I feel I am misunderstood by the people I am talking to. I will usually make some strange IC excuse of why or what I am doing.DETAILS/STORY/FACTS: Get the story, who, what, when, why, how, background, and research done if you are going to make a large Earth-shattering plot. Don't go in half cocked and not have the facts to back it up. Create a setting for the RP. Take notes if you must to remember people, places, and names. It will just enhance and enrich the RP. Don't sweat the normal day to day RP. COMMENTS: I do not role-play with any character that deletes their comments. My replies to a storyline are my creation and not something that I want deleted. I want the stories I have helped write to be read and enjoyed by others. No exceptions. Also, please do not send me random starters without messaging me first. FUN: This is FUN, damn it! If I get annoyed frustrated or bothered, it's probably because I am not having fun anymore. That usually happens on one of the aforementioned guidelines for my character if he is not respected. I'm one of the the most easy going, nice, funny, joker, sarcastic, stupid, intense, detailed-oriented players in the world, I am told. I like to think that's true. If its not fun for all parties involved, it's not fun for anyone, and that's the whole point of this.Cyber: Yes..I do but only with those I am comfortable with. I'm not that 3am booty call when your horny and your boyfriend isn't around. Besides, I don't see why role-players have 20 kids when all they had to do was use a condom IC. No baby daddy stuff for me at random.Misc.: I have a deep respect for everyone around me and expect the same in return towards me. I will tolerate NO drama OOC, IC is fine. I act stupid sometimes. I try to be a comedian as Hawkeye would be. If I offend anyone, please let me know in messages and I'll go from there if I agree with you. Now..I'm just curious how many people will sign this without me asking.