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4 yrs ago
Current Moving on. One foot in front of the other.
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4 yrs ago
You do you know if you don't try? If you try and succeed...awesome! If you try and you don't succeed...at least you didn't let fear and doubt dictate your actions...
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4 yrs ago
You ain't always gonna win, but you ain't always gonna lose either. Stay strong, Keep the Faith, and do your job.
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4 yrs ago
and the beat goes on...
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4 yrs ago
Okay...let's see what happens one more time.

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As we left "Rizzo's" Ellen looked as though she would jump out of her skin. Her enthusiasm is certainly commendable but she has got to realize that this is not going to be as easy as it looks. There's a difference between being a part of the revolution and being IN the revolution. Just from what I know about Ellen she is not just going to want to be a part of it either, but she is going to want to be IN it. Time for her and I to have a talk.

I led us over to the park in the wasteland. It's far from the pristine park that we first began talking at. The basketball rims have no nets, the playground equipment is about 30 years past it's safety standards, and this is the kind of place that I would only send my officers if they had full riot gear on and they had told their loved ones they loved them one last time. However this is also one of the safest places to talk without prying eyes and ears. I stopped off and got us each a soda and motioned for us to have seat at a nearby bench.

We sat down and I gave Ellen her soda. I said, "Your enthusiasm is commendable, but you need to tone it down. Right now you look as though you're about to burst out of your skin. Being in the revolution is a long hard road, and there is a better than average chance we will either be killed, captured slash re-educated, or die and this war will still be going on Ellen. However we don't do this for ourselves or to satisfy some primal blood lust against those who we feel have wronged others. If you want to do that just go buy a gun and take out the first group you see."

I looked over at Ellen and I took a drink. I nodded and said, "You have heart and that is one of the most powerful assets you have Ellen. You have a great willing spirit and that too is a great asset, but you also have to use your mind as well. Think things through, see the big picture, and learn when to act within the concept of a unique family. That is only going to come with experience and time."

I took a large drink and said, "Be patient, earn the trust of the others, and don't be too hard on yourself. I'm pretty much in the same boat as you in terms of learning what it means to be in all of this."

Ellen looked at me and took a drink. She nodded and said, "Thank you Martin. It was a nice blend of being brutally honest and uplifting at the same time."

I smiled back at her and said, "It's something we learn when we become a Prefect."

Ellen chuckled and I said, "I need to get back to work. I'll walk you back to work."
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Martin offered to walk me back to work, but I shook my head said, "Thanks but I'll be all-right here. I think I just want to sit here and take in what I'm seeing right now. Get a feel and a sense of focus for what lies ahead. I'll be all-right."

I looked up at Martin and asked, "Did what I say make any sense to you?"

Martin looked at me and replied, "Strangely enough it did. You have a unique way with language Ellen."

I smiled and said, "It comes with working in the propaganda division. Thanks for the soda and the talk Martin."

Martin nodded and replied with a chuckle, "You're welcome. I'll see you tomorrow night."

I watched Martin walk away and then began to turn my attention to what I was seeing around me. As I walked around I was actually amazed at what I saw going on. I saw people who were trying to make their way through life on terms that are less than ideal, but they keep on trying. I watched as parents came home from work to be greeted by their children, children who played together and did so without fear of what their parents thought, people treat their animals as though they were part of the family not just some sort of status symbol.

What I saw happening around me was...life. People wanting to live and who grateful for what they had. Then like a thunderbolt it hit me. I know why the revolution does the actions that it does, and there was actually a great deal of truth to what Martin said. The bottom line was that the revolution fought so that this next generation might have the opportunity to live in a world where life like I was seeing it could be shared by all on equal terms.

I walked back to my office with a sense of focus balanced by my still fresh enthusiasm looking forward to tomorrow night.
Drummer D is working on a post...once it's up I'll get going.
* Thanks to icmasticc for allowing me to reboot this one and for the idea behind this one*

This RP is a slice of life, but with a major dramatic twist. I'm looking for 6-8 players to make this one happen

It was determined 3 years ago by the greatest modern day scientists that all life on Earth would cease to exist. There was nothing anyone could do to stop it from happening, and there would be no post-apocalyptic struggle to survive; bottom line life was coming to an end.

We have now reached the final 24 hours on our planet.

Our characters in this RP all went to high-school and college together, and we are a very close knit group. The news of our impending demise was announced the day after we graduated. We decided that we would spend our final 24 hours together. We would reunite at our favorite coffee shop at 12 am, and from there just live it up. Whether it was as a group of us seeing the old town one last time, or just being with someone within the group (it's up to you how you spend "your last 23"). I said 23 because at the last hour we would reunite one more time at the coffee shop to spend our last moments together.

That is the basic concept behind this one...anyone interested?
Tyler Ross had the world on a string. He was about to sign a ten year service contract with Langston Hawthorne. One of the wealthiest men on the planet had hired Tyler Ross to be his personal security consultant for his businesses, estates, and other "assets" (such as his luxury yacht and his his private island). Langston was indebted to Tyler for finding several missing stones of his while he was visiting former Ambassador to Ireland Dan Rooney. Langston was so impressed with the way Tyler was able to conduct the investigation and solve everything discreetly that Langston hired him on the spot. Tyler didn't view Langston as just a rich jerk who was just buying someone because he could, but Tyler got to know Langston during the investigation and was impressed with the way he treated those around him. Whether it was Ambassador Rooney or the bell hop Langston made them feel like they were the most important person in the world. Kind of like Mr. Rogers except he had Bill Gates' bank account.

Meeting Langston kept replaying in Tyler's mind as the plane he was on was in a nose dive. Langston insisted Tyler take his private jet, but Tyler felt that if he was on the jet then the staff would be ready for him. Tyler wanted to surprise everyone just by showing up and getting down to work. If Tyler had known then what he knew now Tyler would've gladly taken Langston up on his offer. This regret was the last thing to cross Tyler's mind as he said The Lord's Prayer and then Hail-Marys. Then the world that Tyler had known was suddenly engulfed in smoke, broken glass, screaming, flames, but no bright peaceful light welcoming him home.

It could've been minutes, hours, or even days for all Tyler knew, but he opened his eyes and tried to stand-up. He discovered he couldn't mainly because he was still strapped into the seat. Tyler shook his head said under his breath, "Wow I hope the people at MENSA never find out about that. It could seriously impact my application." Tyler undid his seat belt and looked around. There was a bevy of activity going on but it was all outside of the plane. Tyler was in First Class and gently shook the woman whom he had been flirting with before all hell broke lose. He said, "Hey Erin. Are you okay? Come on Erin talk to me." Just then Erin's head went back revealing a jagged slash across her throat, and Tyler stopped moving her. He looked down at his black Armani Suit with a dark purple tie and realized Erin had bled all over his suit. Because of the dark colors it was difficult to see, but Tyler knew what happened.

Tyler leaned Erin's head forward so the wound was no longer seen. He said a silent prayer for Erin and when he was done Tyler crossed himself and got out of his seat. There was a sizable piece of metal blocking the door, and with everything in him Tyler kicked the piece of metal aside and the door fell to the ground. Tyler slightly stumbled out of the plane. He looked around and was grateful he wasn't the only one alive.

Tyler shook his head and said, "Toto I don't think we're in Kansas anymore." With that Tyler began to make his way to where what appeared to be the luggage hold. Tyler decided his first order of business was to get out of his blood soaked clothes. He had some workout gear in his luggage, and figured it was time to dress practically because Tyler had a bad feeling they were here for a while.
I apologize for not getting a post on here yet....reality got ugly...hopefully by sometime tomorrow.
Sounds like a good idea...Martin has been able to figure out somewhat where he fits within the revolution...it's Charles' time to sense what he can do as well
I should have something up sometime this evening. RL is a little busy at the moment.
I'll post once my CS is given the Ok.
Name: Tyler Ross

Age: 33

Gender: Male

Appearance:

Personality: Tyler is analytically inclined and would prefer to think of a way out of a situation before going on his first reaction. He believes in surveying the environment and seeing the big picture. Though Tyler is far from being robotic in his way of acting and thinking. He has a sarcastic streak in him and is not afraid to use it as often as a truck driver uses his drivers license. All of that being said if Tyler likes you he will go to and through the wall for you. If a situation calls for it Tyler is not afraid though to use his Golden Gloves skills that he acquired in the military and will fight to the last breath in his body.

History: Tyler Ross was born and raised in Pittsburgh, PA to a working class family. Tyler received a football scholarship to the University Of Pittsburgh where he majored in Criminal Justice with a minor in Psychology He could've had a career in the NFL but opted to join the U-S Army and did not pursue Officer Candidacy School.

After Basic Training Tyler was assigned to train as an MP. Where he displayed real gifts for not only carrying out his duties, but had a real knack for solving crimes. Tyler was then assigned to the Criminal Investigations Division to work undercover. Tyler's work was so classified only he, his partner and his Commanding Officer knew his actual rank.

Then two years ago Tyler realized that his life had been nothing but work and more work. He never really gave himself a chance to have fun, so he resigned from the U-S Army and went to work as Private Investigator. It was bit of a struggle and Tyler eventually took a job as a detective at an upscale hotel. Tyler solved a jewel theft operation in which he helped recover several valuable stones for a European Tycoon. He immediately hired Tyler as the head of security for his estates throughout the world. He would test the systems, screen out potential criminals, work with the staff on inventory, and of course enjoy all the perks with a very nice paycheck.

Tyler signed the contract and was on his way to Europe to begin his new job...when fate intervened.
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