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message 1: by Squiggles{Kelly}, Apparently it's because I'm not clever. (new)

Squiggles{Kelly} (squiggles) | 2481 comments Mod
((Roleplay here!! Let's try to focus on a little character development first, k?))


message 2: by Kataury (new)

Kataury ((I'm all for it, Where should we start first?))


message 3: by Squiggles{Kelly}, Apparently it's because I'm not clever. (last edited Jan 18, 2009 05:14PM) (new)

Squiggles{Kelly} (squiggles) | 2481 comments Mod
((I'm thinking maybe we could show a little of their personal lives, out of ISO and in...and then show it just as a job (or school, for the people who are in training) before we get to the real premise. Does that make sense?))


message 4: by Kataury (new)

Kataury ((yep, let's do it.))
Jack stretched his arms out examined his cards closely. He had a full house, which in a way was good enough to beat almost everything. With a smile he picked up four of his green chips and tossed them in. His opponents could only gawk at the man's cockiness, Jack had a good poker face and they all knew it. There was no way they were going to be able to tell if he was bluffing or not. "Fold," Richie shook his head, Carl knocked and... Earl watched Jack's face intently. "I think he's bluffin'," He muttered, throwing in his own chips and adding another one. "I'll raise you one," Jack smiled, taking a sip from his champagne and raising Earl another two. With a sigh Earl tossed in the right amount. "I'll see ya." He said, laying down a straight. Jack laughed and pulled up his full house. He heard groans and curses under the other players breaths "Sorry guys, it looks like I win again." Jack smiled as the dealer scooped him his chips.


message 5: by Squiggles{Kelly}, Apparently it's because I'm not clever. (new)

Squiggles{Kelly} (squiggles) | 2481 comments Mod
Blayze hummed to herself as she worked out on the elliptical. She loved the gym- well, not the gym itself, but the cute personal trainer she had and the top marks she got on fitness tests. Truthfully, what she loved was feeling strong and in control- it gave her security. She trusted her body- it would do whatever she told it to.
"Five more minutes, Blayze!" Andy, her trainer, yelled.
Blayze smiled and nodded, without loosing here pace. Andy was a great at kickboxing, and it was important that she stay in practice. She generally trained three days a week to keep herself in shape- Andy said she was pretty good. If she was honest with herself, she had to admit that that was the best thing about Andy- he didn't tell attractive, flirty girls that they were doing a good job unless they were. Blayze smiled. Alot of blonde bubbleheads had wanted him to work with them because he was cute...they changed their minds pretty quickly. "C'mon Blayze, time's up!" Andy yelled. "Coming!" Blayze called, shutting off the machine and dabbing her face. She smiled as she walked over to Andy. She would kick his butt.


message 6: by Lunabell , Its creepy how this group is called "Never Dying". (new)

Lunabell  (lunabell) | 1405 comments Mod
((I seriously need a name for my charrie...))


message 7: by Kataury (new)

Kataury Jack waved to the dealer that he was done playing and he saw the other player sigh in relief. "I'll play another time Gents, but I really got to be going." He took his check and left the casino with over three million dollars in his pocket.


message 8: by Squiggles{Kelly}, Apparently it's because I'm not clever. (new)

Squiggles{Kelly} (squiggles) | 2481 comments Mod
Forrest grunted as he pushed up heavy wieght. It made a dull clanging noise as it fell back into place, leaving him free to take a drink and get his breath back. He could just see his sister, Blayze, on the other side of the gym, her auburn hair standing out against the black and silver. She was smiling at her trainer and even from several hundred yards away, Forrest could make out the predatory expression...she was ready to take Andy down.


message 9: by Lunabell , Its creepy how this group is called "Never Dying". (last edited Jan 18, 2009 05:30PM) (new)

Lunabell  (lunabell) | 1405 comments Mod
((LOL Is Jack lucky or something? LOL

Oh, the other day, my family and another family were playing poker together (not with real money, bc betting is illegal in CA, but we WERE using chips), and I kept stealing my dad's chips. And he didn't notice!!! But then, my mom was like "Luna, keep your hands away from your dad's chips, it might look like you're stealing," and then I burst out laughing. And then they noticed the huge piles of chips I had gained. I sadly gave them back. ~A few minutes later~ I was stealing them again!!!! AND HE DIDN'T NOTICE!!! Then my dad was like "Luna, where did you get all those greens?" And I started laughing again. I sadly gave them back.
The THIRD time, my dad was careful. But then I noticed a few stacks of chips on the counter. "I'm gonna get a banana," I had said, got up, got a banana, and on the way back, snuck chips into my sleeve. Then I got up and decided to change bananas, hiding another stack of chips in my sleeve. THEY DIDN'T NOTICE until the end of the game, when I had a gajillion chips (when I really should've had -10))


message 10: by Squiggles{Kelly}, Apparently it's because I'm not clever. (new)

Squiggles{Kelly} (squiggles) | 2481 comments Mod
((LOL remind me to never play poker with you!!!! :P))


message 11: by Lunabell , Its creepy how this group is called "Never Dying". (new)

Lunabell  (lunabell) | 1405 comments Mod
((LOL And everyone else was like "We would have never guessed... the youngest... blonde and innocent..."... it's useful that I look like a sweet innocent little girl. OH! New story!!! Just a sec, me tell later...))


message 12: by Kataury (new)

Kataury ((don't worry, my family's all every man for himself, my mom looks off of other peoples cards, my sister loves to bluff and has an amazing poker face, my dad likes to take the top dog down, my uncle's supreme strategist, my other sister is bs master. And I... hehe, well,))
Jack slid into his Ferrari when the valet gave him his keys and drove through the streets back down to the gym. He'd need the practice if he was going to find Sawyer.


message 13: by [deleted user] (new)

Delriara sat in her room leafing through her books, finally she knew more of what her mather had done and been she wasnt going to pass up the opportunity to prove to her father how she could sucseed and follow her mothers steps. Then her mind blanked for a minuet. Sighing She stood up and left her room needing to get her thoughts flowing again. She always blanked out on this and that ment she had to take a break and relax. She never wanted to but she knew her limits.


message 14: by Lunabell , Its creepy how this group is called "Never Dying". (new)

Lunabell  (lunabell) | 1405 comments Mod
((Fiona, you... what? TELL!!!!!))


message 15: by Kataury (new)

Kataury Jack went through several stretches in his workout clothes before heading out of the locking room.


message 16: by Molly's Sister, Don't let things deceive you- this group is still alive ;-) (new)

Molly's Sister | 2985 comments Mod
((LOL And everyone else was like "We would have never guessed... the youngest... blonde and innocent..."... it's useful that I look like a sweet innocent little girl. OH! New story!!! Just a sec, me tell later...))
((that would be me!!...except I'm not blonde...but ppl never expect me to be good @ bluffing, pranks, etc and I always surprise them.))
((today it was so funny I kept switching the room key of my friend from one of her pockets to the other and carrying it around and she'd never notice...well she did once and I told her when I was getting tired of doing it))


message 17: by Lunabell , Its creepy how this group is called "Never Dying". (new)

Lunabell  (lunabell) | 1405 comments Mod
((LOL eventually pranks get boring if no one notices, LOL))


message 18: by [deleted user] (new)

*Lunabell* wrote: "((Fiona, you... what? TELL!!!!!))"

((What? RU talking to me?))

Clayre lay on her bed staring at the ceiling. The phone rang loudly and startled her. She picked it up. "Hello?" she sighed.
"Clayre...." the voice came from the other line.
Clayre frowned and hung up the phone. It was her mom. Clayre couldn't talk to her right now. Or, ever again. After all, she lived with him
*******************************************************************************

Jayde looked up from his comic book. "I told you, it's not going to work. Clayre doesn't want to talk to you."
His mother sighed. "I know. I just...hope. And wish. And wonder.Why did she run to her uncle's?"
Jayde knew. Her uncle, Gabriel, was on the good side. So was Clayre. Jayde was on the bad side. As for his mom? She didn't know anything.


message 19: by [deleted user] (last edited Jan 19, 2009 02:29PM) (new)

Rainy pulled her green and white sweater over her head. She put a towel on her head and rubbed really hard. Short hair was easy to manage. After her hair was dry, Rae rubbed the mirror with the towel. Her long hot shower had fogged it up. "Rainy Sunday Beel, get down here now! Lunch has been waiting fifteen minutes!" "I'm coming Mom!" Rae called back, wincing slightly at the sound of her full name. Imagine naming a child after the day she was born. Crazy. Rae put on her big square glasses(which she only wore at home) and thumped out of the bathroom and down the stairs.


message 20: by Molly's Sister, Don't let things deceive you- this group is still alive ;-) (new)

Molly's Sister | 2985 comments Mod
((how can Kassia jump in?))


message 21: by [deleted user] (new)

((if she's on the good side she can b Rae's friend. OH! how about they're friends but they don't know they're both spys cause they can't tell anyone))


message 22: by Squiggles{Kelly}, Apparently it's because I'm not clever. (new)

Squiggles{Kelly} (squiggles) | 2481 comments Mod
Maiya lay on her sisters bed, watching TV. Weekends. Blayze went off to work out and do her own thing and Maiya watched all the stuff she wasn't supposed to. This was exactly why she didn't have cable in her room, but Blayze almost never locked her door, and when she did, Maiya knew it was because she'd left 'spy' stuff out or something, and it didn't have anything to do with the television. Maiya sighed and slipped off the bed, sprawling on the carpet. She wasn't supposed to contact her fellow classmates out of school and Blayze had made it very clear that anyone in the apartment building should be considered an enemy and politely ignored. Maiya stood up suddenly and trotted into the living room. Blayze had never put limitations on her online buddies though- mostly because Blayze didn't know about them. She would smell a conspiracy and set up some horrible Net Nanny, or, even worse, ban Maiya from the computer entirely. Maiya sighed. Things had been a lot easier before she knew about any of this ISO stuff. But no, Maiya told herself, squaring her shoulders resolutely as she logged on- she wouldn't think like that. ISO was awesome and she loved it. It was just- a challenge. In ways she'd never thought of.


message 23: by Angel♥ (last edited Feb 25, 2009 03:18PM) (new)

Angel♥ (angellover512) | 152 comments Ivy groaned as her alarm sounded loudly in her ears. she smashed her fist against it, silencing. She rolled over and winced painfully at the midday sun. After a few seconds, she turned back over. Her clock said 12:00 pm.
groaning, she took a shower and dressed in her usual black clothing. Slipping on her sunglasses, she sat down on the small tattered sofa, looking at the pictures tacked against the wall. her favorite, hung right on the door- it was a picture of her- glossy black hair, normal glasses, in the most casual outfit there was, and she was sitting next to a boy with bronze hair- his hair fell a little past his ears and he had a bright smile. he had slung his arm over her shoulder. They were sitting on a picnic blanket in the park laughing. At first, the memory filled Ivory's vision- the fun, joyous day- but it soon faded away as it ended. He was gone. She was not. but the old her was gone- it was replaced by the her that wanted to avenge him- him, the boy, her boyfriend- and she would. She promised.

And she never, ever, forgot a promise.


message 24: by Lunabell , Its creepy how this group is called "Never Dying". (new)

Lunabell  (lunabell) | 1405 comments Mod
((Kelly- maybe Maiya and Cara are online friends? That would be interesting, LOL))


message 25: by Lunabell , Its creepy how this group is called "Never Dying". (new)

Lunabell  (lunabell) | 1405 comments Mod
((Can someone else RP the spy talent agent? PWEEEEESE?!))


message 26: by Lunabell , Its creepy how this group is called "Never Dying". (new)

Lunabell  (lunabell) | 1405 comments Mod
Cara yawned. She was getting extremely tired. It was midnight, and she'd had enough autograph-signing and claps on the back and congratulations. Okay, so maybe she WAS a good actor and stuff, but really, it was going to far. "I'm tired, lets go," she said to her parents and her friends. Her friends grinned like they were proud she was talking to them. My gods, I'm starting to think taking that role in the play was an extremely bad idea she thought. She walked outside to go to her friend's sleepover in 'celebration' of the performance. It wasn't that big a deal, the play... but still... maybe she was a good actor? That's what people said. She sighed, staring at the ground while walking across the street. Bad move. One of her friends was staring, wide-eyed in her direction from across the road. Cara wondered what was up. She looked right and left, like they teach you to do in 1st grade. A big red truck was barreling down the road. Not at her, but at her friend. Cara's natural instincts took over, and though she was still in a dress, she sprinted forward and pushed her friend out of the way. Now she was in the path of the truck. She quickly gauged there was no time at all to get across herself. In a split second, she would be hit. She threw herself to the ground, hoping for luck.

Cara winced as the bottom of the truck scraped her forehead, and some of her hair was yanked out, but not much. Her forehead had that grazed feeling- like when you fall on asphalt. But it was still being grazed. The air was stuffy, smokey, hard to breath. She would've coughed if she could've summoned the air, and she didn't want to move- she was fine right there, in the middle of the wheels, and if she moved an inch, she could very well be squashed flat. Then the truck was gone, and she was gasping fresh air. She lay in the street for a second before people started yelling her name. She hopped up, and regretted it. Her head was spinning. She reached up to feel her forehead, and her hand came away stick with dark red blood. She sniffed the blood. She hadn't really bled this much for a while. When she thought no one was watching, she tentatively tasted the blood. Hm... kinda salty, kinda good... but she was disappointed. Turns out she wasn't a vampire. Oh well. This all happened in a few seconds, before, seeing another car coming, she darted off the road to the safety of the sidewalk. She almost couldn't believe it- she had gotten run over by a car and not gotten hurt! Okay, she had a big bloody gash on her forehead, but still, it was better than what she was hoping for. But then the crowd of people was on her, asking her if she was alright, etc. She fixed the person who asked that with a glare. "What do you think? I just got run over. Of COURSE I'm alright," she said with heavy sarcasm. She nudged her way out of the crowd. Shoot. MORE publicity.

((Sorry I made that so long. ;( ))


message 27: by Kataury (new)

Kataury ((Um... I'll be him.))
Chasm watched in small surprise as the girl walked away with only minor injuries. "That was some fast reflexes." He mused to himself, absently deciding to follow her.


message 28: by Squiggles{Kelly}, Apparently it's because I'm not clever. (last edited Jan 21, 2009 03:20PM) (new)

Squiggles{Kelly} (squiggles) | 2481 comments Mod
((Thank God...I'm that close to too many charries...))


message 29: by Squiggles{Kelly}, Apparently it's because I'm not clever. (new)

Squiggles{Kelly} (squiggles) | 2481 comments Mod
((That's a good idea, Luna...))


message 30: by Lunabell , Its creepy how this group is called "Never Dying". (new)

Lunabell  (lunabell) | 1405 comments Mod
((What is?))


message 31: by Lunabell , Its creepy how this group is called "Never Dying". (new)

Lunabell  (lunabell) | 1405 comments Mod
Cara shrugged off her friend's thank-yous and such. "Lets act like that never happened, and scram before the ambulance dudes see me, 'kay?" Cara started leading the way to her friends house, meanwhile grabbing a large band-aid that she had in her back-back, 'just in case' It came in handy. Her friends watched her warily, making sure she wasn't in shock or something. The original plan was to walk to the house, and Cara was determined to stick with it. "I gotta go to the bathroom," she said, and walked over to a nearby public restroom. She looked at herself in the mirror. Bloody, but head wounds bled more than necessary. She splashed some water on her face, washing the excess blood away. Better. But still obvious. She sighed, and stuck a new band-aid on, crumpling the old one and throwing it away. She walked out, determined to have a good rest of the night.


message 32: by Kataury (new)

Kataury ((hm... I don't know how to go about this...))


message 33: by Lunabell , Its creepy how this group is called "Never Dying". (new)

Lunabell  (lunabell) | 1405 comments Mod
((Hm...))


message 34: by Molly's Sister, Don't let things deceive you- this group is still alive ;-) (new)

Molly's Sister | 2985 comments Mod
Kassia flipped open her cell phone and called Rae.
"Hey Rae!OOOO! I just rhymed!Anyway, wutcha up to?" Kassia said


message 35: by [deleted user] (new)

Rae rolled her eyes. "Not much, you?" She reached across the kitchen counter and grabbed her sandwich. Before her mother could tell her to sit down, she was back up the stairs and in her room.


message 36: by Molly's Sister, Don't let things deceive you- this group is still alive ;-) (new)

Molly's Sister | 2985 comments Mod
"Same. Do you want to hang out or something?" Kassia asked. Even though there was a big age difference between the two girls, they had always been friends.


message 37: by [deleted user] (last edited Jan 23, 2009 04:45PM) (new)

Rae pulled out her planner and flipped through it. Hmm, no spy stuff today... "Sure, I guess. You want to meet at the mall?"


message 38: by Molly's Sister, Don't let things deceive you- this group is still alive ;-) (new)

Molly's Sister | 2985 comments Mod
"Yeah!That'll work. What store should we meet near?" asked Kassia

((ooo it would b funny if spy stuff started happening @ the mall and both girls were trying to not let the other c))


message 39: by [deleted user] (new)

((ooo! genius! what side is Kassia on?))

"How about Claire's? I need new earrings anyway." Rae touched her old blue rhinstone studs.


message 40: by Molly's Sister, Don't let things deceive you- this group is still alive ;-) (new)

Molly's Sister | 2985 comments Mod
((yes I am, aren't I?))
((good side))

"Ok, that works. What time should we meet?"


message 41: by [deleted user] (new)

((perfect! they're on the same side. even better!))

Rae looked at the clock. "Say, 1:30?"


message 42: by Molly's Sister, Don't let things deceive you- this group is still alive ;-) (new)

Molly's Sister | 2985 comments Mod
"Sounds good. See you soon!" Kassia said


message 43: by Lunabell , Its creepy how this group is called "Never Dying". (new)

Lunabell  (lunabell) | 1405 comments Mod
((Gah! Someone RP with Cara!!!))


message 44: by Kataury (new)

Kataury ((I'm waiting for squig's character to continue her little... fight with the other guy while Jack watches.))



message 45: by [deleted user] (new)

Thankfully her father wasnt home so she wouldnt need to deal with him fussing over her. Deliara grabbed her purse and jacket and headed to the mall, she would head back to training on monday and she needed new clothing.


message 46: by Lunabell , Its creepy how this group is called "Never Dying". (new)

Lunabell  (lunabell) | 1405 comments Mod
((*sings* Someone be the talent agent, doo daaaa, doo daa, someone be the talent agent, oh, doo da daaaaay...))


message 47: by Kataury (new)

Kataury ((I don't know how I'm going to get her.))


message 48: by [deleted user] (new)

Rae put on her knee length black skirt and a silver necklas. She looked in the mirror...and almost puked. This girl, this prep, wasn't her. But, as a spy, blending in was important, and most girls liked this kind of stuff. Rae grabbed her bag, yelled, "I'll be back, Mom!" and ran out the door.


message 49: by Molly's Sister, Don't let things deceive you- this group is still alive ;-) (new)

Molly's Sister | 2985 comments Mod
Kassia put on a pink shirt ((ew)) and jeans and matching earrings. She then drove to the mall.


message 50: by Cyrus (last edited Jan 27, 2009 07:17AM) (new)

Cyrus | 33 comments ((yo, Sarah. Since my charrie is for Spectre, could I be involved with the incidents at the mall?))

Spike woke up in the infirmary. Again. He tried to remember what happened this time. Ah yes. The gunfight in Albania. A couple graze wounds here and there but the job was done and that was the only thing that mattered. A nurse came in with a tray. "Finally, you're awake! Agent W1474, the Executive Director is proud of your performance in destroying the ISO stockade. We will have to keep y-" but at that moment, Spike just got out of bed. "Sir, I'm afraid your injuries have weakened you. You will have to relax for at least four weeks." Spike shuffled through the room, ignoring her. A pile of his clothes from Albania sat in the corner. Shuffling through the pile, he found his keyboard glove. The object that enabled the mute to talk. He clacked on the keyboard and activated the microphone. In a robotic voice the glove transfered his thoughts: "If there is work to be done, I will not rest. And you cannot say otherwise." With that, he put on his clothes and walked confidentely out the door.


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