Okay So all are female except for me? That will be an interesting rebellion

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O children, lift up your voice, lift up your voice,
Children, rejoice, rejoice..



It doesn't matter you don't believe in God, He believes in you.

I never even noticed that. If need be I can create a male character.

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I'll create a male character too if it's needed just tell me if you want me too

i can't play men too well lol. i'm sorry. so when can we start?

Hahaha I don't mind.. one or two male charrie would be nice.. don't know

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O children, lift up your voice, lift up your voice,
Children, rejoice, rejoice..



It doesn't matter you don't believe in God, He believes in you.

ok

I'll join with a male character! I'll get a bio up soon

i saw we start today *grins*

Since everyones starting to have male characters... I think I'll stick with my female... I would like to start!

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(}--{)Imagination Inspires Ideas -Zandain(}--{)
Married Cloud Strife 9/17/08

If it's alright
here's my male character's bio
name:Jack Johnson
age:29
gender:male
appearance:shoulder-lenghth,shaggy,black hair, hazel eyes,tall,and slender but very strong
personality:outgoing,wise,serious,mysterious
weapons:crossbow,longsword

Here's my charrie! I don't have a history, I might post one later if I come up with something good. lol

Name: Gavin Pryce
Age: 36
Hair: Dark brown
Eyes: Grey
Height/weight: Tall, muscular but thin
Weapons: A longbow and quiver of arrows, sword.
Personality: Quiet, intense, but kind

( Well you know I was a guy too. Rodrick is a guys name....

Ok so here we go)

It was a quite midsummer evening in Rory's small shack of the house. Outside he could hear through his sensitive ears the sound of screaming women and yelping animals.
He grunted softly as he pulled on a black cloak and squeezed through the door careful not to make a sound.
Down a dark alley that led out of town , and saw the battle.
NO not a battle it was more of a massacrer. Yovally's men were killing everyone in sight. Luck for Rory the light was dim in the town square , but the stars were bright.he ran to the edge of town and light the torch of distress that was unguarded. He lit it hastily , and ran back into town and grabbed his broad sword that he had conveniently laid in a field that was next to the town.
Eyes ablaze he ran into the battle...

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"Holmes is a little too scientific for my tastes -- it approaches to cold-bloodedness"

Lanie was reading when she heard the screams. she threw her book aside and grabed her sword. she ran out and saw rory running with his sword. " rory! what's going on?" she yelled to him.

" Shhh! Lanie just fight or run!" his cross said as he snuck up behind a group of soldiers and stabbed them through the chest.

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"Holmes is a little too scientific for my tastes -- it approaches to cold-bloodedness"

My male charrie.

Name: Nathan Dayspring
Age: Mid-late 20's
Appearance: Tall, strong build. Waist long black hair and green eyes.
Weapons: Longbow and leaf bladed sword.
Personality: Quiet and reserved, often mistaken for being aloof. Fiercely loyal to the rebellion and his comrades in arms.

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Anaya was meditating in her modest shack, when she heard the pained screams and cries of the townsfolk. It chilled her to the very core of her soul.
"Help them a faint voice called out to her. To anyone else it would sound like nothing more than a soft wind in the trees, but to Anaya it was the voices of her dead kindred calling to her.

Sharply opening her eyes, Anaya stood up and made her way over to a large wooden chest, with ornate carvings and runes all over it. Lifting the lid, she reached inside and pulled out her short sword. The same runes were enscribed onto the sheath of the blade. She strapped her belt on around her waist and headed out towards the screams.

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Lanie quickly and silently slit the throat of a soldier. she watched where rory was headed and followed him. her and Rory where both in a certin rebelion. " Rory what's going on? who are we killing?" she wispered