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What's your preference for this adventure ?
Dunno. Something along the lines of:---§---
[Ava Gage, 17, Female. Choppy brown hair, grey eyes, medium-toned skin. Athletic build, but slender, like a gymnast. Scar running from collarbone to shoulder. Ava is naive, but intelligent. She's stubborn, and does things based on instinct ]
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Possible settings/plot twists:
•Sci-Fi:
-Takes place in future, and she stole something
-Takes place in present day, or near future, and is a part of a rebel org., running away from gov--or vice versa.
-Takes place in near future, and is running from gov. or rebel group, because she escaped before.
•Supernatural:
-Takes place in future, she has a power, and is being hunted for it.
•Paranormal:
-*sigh* vamp/werewolf/incubus is trying to feed/turn/...
•Action:
-Is an 'enemy' spy, running from gov. or vice versa
-Is a hacker, and stole files.
As always, you can come up with ideas!
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Ava leaps off of the rooftop, in full sprint. Her backpack bounces between her shoulder blades, and she breathlessly looks behind her. A man, clad in all black, barrels toward the girl, and she darts off once more. Ava turns left, and runs into _(your character)_, his eyes cold and malicious. She's been running away from him and his organization, and they've finally caught her.
Cam wrote: "Dunno. Something along the lines of:
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[Ava Gage, 17, Female. Choppy brown hair, grey eyes, medium-toned skin. Athletic build, but slender, like a gymnast. Scar running from collarbone to sh..."
Full Name: Jack Drake
Age: 40
Appearance: (description and/or picture) Think Wolverine with a slice of Clint Eastwood & John Wayne. Suit for work but more comfy in a lumber shirt.
Personality: Jack was a farmer before The Organisation 'recruited' him and a marine, as a young man, before that.
Brief History: Born, worked, fought, worked, recruited, searched, captured, paid.
Other: He is an excellent mechanic and handyman, able to fix most things....but inately distrusts modern day gadjets or technology. Weapon of choice is an axe but The Organisation has re-trained him for most of their weaponry (although he distrusts it because he cannot understand it)
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[Ava Gage, 17, Female. Choppy brown hair, grey eyes, medium-toned skin. Athletic build, but slender, like a gymnast. Scar running from collarbone to sh..."
Full Name: Jack Drake
Age: 40
Appearance: (description and/or picture) Think Wolverine with a slice of Clint Eastwood & John Wayne. Suit for work but more comfy in a lumber shirt.
Personality: Jack was a farmer before The Organisation 'recruited' him and a marine, as a young man, before that.
Brief History: Born, worked, fought, worked, recruited, searched, captured, paid.
Other: He is an excellent mechanic and handyman, able to fix most things....but inately distrusts modern day gadjets or technology. Weapon of choice is an axe but The Organisation has re-trained him for most of their weaponry (although he distrusts it because he cannot understand it)
Ava leaps off of the rooftop, in full sprint. Her backpack bounces between her shoulder blades, and she breathlessly looks behind her. A man, clad in all black, barrels toward the girl, and she darts off once more. Ava turns left, and runs into _(your character)_, his eyes cold and malicious. She's been running away from him and his organization, and they've finally caught her.
Jack, tenacious as ever, keeps the young girl in his line of sight. This one had been a long hunt and he didn't want to mess up now.
Jack, tenacious as ever, keeps the young girl in his line of sight. This one had been a long hunt and he didn't want to mess up now.
Ava threw a wary look over her shoulder, seeing Jack not too far away. She began to run faster, ignoring the strain she was putting on her muscles. If Ava wanted to get out of it unharmed, unscathed, she would need to run.
Jack cursed The Organisation and their damned uniform policy. Who the hell tracks down X's in an Armani ? Keeping the girl in visual, he upped his stride pattern, looking for a head-off point.
Static buzzed his ear where the audio link had once been. He was on his own for the rest of this hunt.
Static buzzed his ear where the audio link had once been. He was on his own for the rest of this hunt.
(( Which plot twist/setting? Possible settings/plot twists:
•Sci-Fi:
-Takes place in future, and she stole something
-Takes place in present day, or near future, and is a part of a rebel org., running away from gov--or vice versa.
-Takes place in near future, and is running from gov. or rebel group, because she escaped before.
•Supernatural:
-Takes place in future, she has a power, and is being hunted for it.
•Paranormal:
-*sigh* vamp/werewolf/incubus is trying to feed/turn/...
•Action:
-Is an 'enemy' spy, running from gov. or vice versa
-Is a hacker, and stole files. ))
Ava ducked into an alley, taking care not to trip over an overturned trash can. She kept looking behind herself, and took a left out of the alley, doubling back her route.
Try Takes place in near future, she has a power, and is being hunted for it.... unless your *sigh for -*sigh* vamp/werewolf/incubus is trying to feed/turn/... was a sigh of wistfulness rather than condemnation ?
Hah. More condemning it, and the first option sounds appealing. Do you have any suggestions on her power?
Why don't you keep that as a wee surprise for when jack get's a little closer ? I was hoping that their relationship might develop beyond Coyote and Roadrunner however...you okay with that ?
Jack skipped over a few buildings, watching as the girl twisted and turned in the alleys below him. She was panicking now....good....the trash can showed she was not thinking straight.
Now, he still had to get ahead of her though...and she WAS damn fast.
Now, he still had to get ahead of her though...and she WAS damn fast.
Ava didn't slow her pace, and kept looking behind her. However, she was stopped short when she reached a dead end, the only other option being back the way she came, where he was no doubt waiting. Ava's heavy breathing echoed in the still night, and she tried looking for an exit.
Jack stepped out from the shadows.
"Can I suggest you just catch your breath and let me put these cuffs on you ?", he asked , raising his tazer, "I'm not a fan of NLF but WILL use this if I have to!".
The girl, now that he was so much closer, only looked about 17. What the hell was she doing messed up and against The Organisation.
"Can I suggest you just catch your breath and let me put these cuffs on you ?", he asked , raising his tazer, "I'm not a fan of NLF but WILL use this if I have to!".
The girl, now that he was so much closer, only looked about 17. What the hell was she doing messed up and against The Organisation.
Ava eyed the man, and started to run past him, wondering of she could get around him to the next alley. She was slightly threatened by the Taser, and didn't think he would use it. "Go ahead," she taunted, "It's not as if I'm going to go by will."
"Shit! Why do they always say that?", muttered Jack, pulling the trigger and getting ready to stop the girl hitting the ground to hard.
The barbs lodged themselves just below Ava's neck, between her shoulderblades. Everything went bright white, and she collapsed on the ground, arching her back in pain. Ava's eyelids fluttered, and she bit back a scream.
Jack moved in, wearing the regulation shock gloves, and clicked the first restraint cuff onto the trembling girls wrist..."Jeez, you are a pretty little thing. What possible threat could you be to The Organisation ?", he muttered.
Ava lay on the ground, only half aware of her surroundings. After a few moments of the shocks, Ava passed out, jolts of electricity still running through her body.
Jack clicked on the other restraining cuff and called for a collection run. In minutes they would be on their way back to the "rehabilitation centre" and the girl, along with whatever she had done to incur the wrath of The Organisation, would be gone forever....
"What the hell could you possibly have done ? Apart from being a damned good runner you hardly even put up a fight?", thought Jack as he gently stroked hair and dirt away from the girls cheek.
Sirens blared in the distance, growing closer....
"What the hell could you possibly have done ? Apart from being a damned good runner you hardly even put up a fight?", thought Jack as he gently stroked hair and dirt away from the girls cheek.
Sirens blared in the distance, growing closer....
Ava simply groaned softly, her whole body heavy and immobile. Her backpack was now on the ground, and there was no telling what they'd find, or if they'd even search it.
Jack paced, the sirens growing stronger and closer. He looked at the girl, now propped against the wall, half awake, half unconscious.
"Shit!", he decided and threw her backpack into a nearbye dumpster, then gently lifted her into the dumpster too, removing the cuffs as he did so....
"I'll be back !", he said as he closed the lid.
The sirens grew unbelievably loud as an Organisation collection wagon turned into the alley. jack approached it and shrugged...saying "Hate to tell you this guys, but she got away ! I thought I had her, but she tricked me...God only knows where she is now, I didn't even get a tracer on her...Sorry!"
The collection wagon driver leant out the window and sneered, then spat on the ground, "Your fuckin' paperwork Jack. Not mine. need a lift back ?"
"No, my car is a couple of blocks away...", smiled the suited and embarrassed looking Jack, "So, i'm good".
"Okay...see ya in the funny papers...", shrugged the driver and began to reverse the wagon out the alley and away.
Jack watched it go before slumping against the wall. "Jack ! What the fuck are you doing?", he swore out loud at himself.
"Shit!", he decided and threw her backpack into a nearbye dumpster, then gently lifted her into the dumpster too, removing the cuffs as he did so....
"I'll be back !", he said as he closed the lid.
The sirens grew unbelievably loud as an Organisation collection wagon turned into the alley. jack approached it and shrugged...saying "Hate to tell you this guys, but she got away ! I thought I had her, but she tricked me...God only knows where she is now, I didn't even get a tracer on her...Sorry!"
The collection wagon driver leant out the window and sneered, then spat on the ground, "Your fuckin' paperwork Jack. Not mine. need a lift back ?"
"No, my car is a couple of blocks away...", smiled the suited and embarrassed looking Jack, "So, i'm good".
"Okay...see ya in the funny papers...", shrugged the driver and began to reverse the wagon out the alley and away.
Jack watched it go before slumping against the wall. "Jack ! What the fuck are you doing?", he swore out loud at himself.
Ava felt herself be lifted and put in the trash bin, and she
(Aagh. Mobile phones are evil.)and she stirred, awaking in the dark. Her cuffs were off, and her backpack was next to her, but she still panicked, slightly lifting up one side of the bin, and peering out. A man was talking to the driver of a truck, and she had to stifle a small scream. Ava took her back pack and dropped it on the ground next to the bin, then slowly and artfully climbed out herself, making sure to make no noise or sudden movements.
((I am now using my phone...so I empathise and sympathise))
Jack pushed off the wall and lifted the lid of the dumpster. "Double Shit!", he cursed, looking at the empty and girl-less space.
Jack pushed off the wall and lifted the lid of the dumpster. "Double Shit!", he cursed, looking at the empty and girl-less space.
(( Ooh. What if Ava can become a human chameleon of sorts, and blend into any situation? ))Ava crouched low, behind overturned boxes. Her bag was by the dumpster still, and she shook her head in anger. He'd find everything!
(like it!)
Jack slammed the lid of the dumpster and kicked a backpack somebody had left lying....He then stalked off to see if he could catch sight of the girl on the streets...."Stupid Goddam soft touch idiot....". he berated himself as he walked.
Jack slammed the lid of the dumpster and kicked a backpack somebody had left lying....He then stalked off to see if he could catch sight of the girl on the streets...."Stupid Goddam soft touch idiot....". he berated himself as he walked.
Ava flinched, and snatched her backpack. She put it on, the spot between her shoulderblades still tingling, and ran, blending in with the shadows.
Jack suddenly remembered where he had seen the backpack before. He turned and saw the girl, backpack now on her back, running out a side connection of the alley.
"Hey ! Wait !", shouted Jack ad he gave chase....
"Hey ! Wait !", shouted Jack ad he gave chase....
Ava saw the man, and she immediately vanished, blending in with the brick wall. Unless she moved, she was practically invisible.
Jack turned the corner into the offshoot alley...again the girl had disappeared. "Shit, Shit, Shit!", swore Jack as he punched the wall in frustration !
The wall Jack had punched was right next to Ava, and she held her breath, not daring to make a sound. He was right there, and her backpack was right next to her, against the wall. She blinked, and her green eyes stood out against the brick.
Jack looked closely at the wall....then smiled. "You cunning little....no wonder They wanted you!", he said, grabbing at the space where he had seen the familiar and pretty green eyes.
Ava silently cursed herself and struggled, fighting to get out of Jack's grip.
"Show yourself...!", he struggled. The girl was strong too.
"If I'd wanted to hand you in to The Organisation, I would have done it....wouldn't I ?". He took a risk and let go..."Stay where you are pretty eyes...but show yourself!". As insurance he pushed his foot through one of the arm bands of the ever present back-pack.
"If I'd wanted to hand you in to The Organisation, I would have done it....wouldn't I ?". He took a risk and let go..."Stay where you are pretty eyes...but show yourself!". As insurance he pushed his foot through one of the arm bands of the ever present back-pack.
Ava kept fighting, and almost ran when he let go, but he had her backpack. She didn't know what was in it--someone helping her escape gave it to her, telling her to keep it safe. Ava bit her lip, and showed herself, slowly becoming visible. "Happy now?" Those were the first words she had spoken in almost a week, and her voice was dry and scratchy.
Jack watched the pretty girl appear before him....eyes first then from the head down...like a cartoon chameleon.
"Well Hello....", he smiled, "I have just taken the dumbest risk of mylife for you...How about you at least give me the time for a coffee before you run off again ?". He kept his foot in the bag loop by way of persuasion .
"Well Hello....", he smiled, "I have just taken the dumbest risk of mylife for you...How about you at least give me the time for a coffee before you run off again ?". He kept his foot in the bag loop by way of persuasion .
"Are you expected somewhere ? Are you delivering something? Is that why you ran at the random checkpoint?....Should I open the bag?".
Jack.bombarded her with question....if she didn't have time for coffee, maybe he didn't have time for being a pushover.
Jack.bombarded her with question....if she didn't have time for coffee, maybe he didn't have time for being a pushover.
"I don't know. Your agency will catch me. What do you want, anyway?" Ava said, in a flurry.
"You ran. Only the guilty run!", stated Jack, "So let's find out why?". Jack flicked up the backpack, caught it and began to open it....
Ava looked away, knowing that she was doomed. In the bag were confidential files--files from the Organization. They were about all the mission ops, and more, with passwords, codenames, and locations.
"Where the hell did you get these ?", gasped Jack, then continued - grabbing the girl by the arms - "And who the hell were.you taking them too !"
"Well," she said evenly, "I stole them. I wasn't bringing them to anyone...well...actually, sort of. I'm using them for my own advantage. I'm a hacker." Ava looked at him, fear in her eyes, "I use things to my advantage. I call myself chameleon online. You can probably figure that out." She tried to inch past him, closer to the bag, which contained not only the physical files, but also flash drives with loads of information on them.
"You hacked The Organisation....?", Jack faced palmed, "You have no idea what you have done young lady....", he began, but the sirens were already growing louder and closer again.....
"Follow me....", he commanded, and grabbed her wrist, heading for a wall ladder.
"Follow me....", he commanded, and grabbed her wrist, heading for a wall ladder.
"No! Don't touch me!" Ava yelled, disappearing. She fought against him, drawing attention to them.
"We will both be corrected ! You as a spy and me as a traitor....Now, come with me...", Jack fought furiously to hold onto the girls invisible wrist as the Collection Vehicles skidded around the corner and headed towards them.
"No! Let go!" Ava yelled, not seeing the trucks. She lost grip on the ladder and fell, landing on her ankle. Ava cried out in pain, and a man from the Organization spotted her, jumping out of the van and grabbing her. She fought wildly, and he covered her mouth and nose with a rag. Ava could feel herself slowly slip away, and she lay there, unconscious. The man picked her up, threw her in the car, and fixed Jack with a stare. "What are you doing here?"
Jack had to think quickly..."Chasing down a suspect that got away from me earlier.....", he improvised. he figured if he followed the girl, he would eventually get some answers.
