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Guards and Gifts (Gifted Teens RP)

@tabbycat@MatParker1711@CaughtInTheRiddle

Alright cool! You guys can start throwing up CS's if you want :)

Guards and Gifts (Gifted Teens RP)

While my post is a tad vague I would like to test the waters. Consider this a formal notice of my likelihood of attendance.

@Satsuki

Alright, awesome! Glad to have your on board.

Guards and Gifts (Gifted Teens RP)

“Anomalous. Old Definition: irregular, deviating from the norm or from what people expect. New Definition: a person with special abilities; someone further along in the evolutionary chain.

“We, the members of the Council, have created a safe zone, a.k.a. Markson, surrounded by two layers of walls to protect us from this dangerous new species. Any Anomalous inside the city will be expelled to the Outlands to live away from us, the Normals. Considering that these Anomalous are a danger to the population and an overuse of space and room, we have created Guards, who go out into the Outlands and demolish the Anomalous population. They need to be eradicated to where the Anomalous gene completely disappears.

“Guards are highly trained individuals, youngest being at the age of seventeen, that are sent out into the Outlands to hunt down any Anomalous and eradicate them. The Guards are trained in schooling, being the top choices, each picked individually by Council Officers. It will not matter where these children come from.

“Each of these children will be chosen every year, no more, no less in one year and it does not matter of their age. There will be one student chosen from each level of class, of which there are four. They must be top marked in Physical Education, Anomalous History, Normal History, and Weaponry. The students with the highest marks from each of the five separate Grids in Markson: four from Slight, the west most Grid, four from Principle, the east Grid, four from Till, the southern Grid, four from Luminosity, the northern grid, and finally four from right here in Focal, the center Grid. They will all be sent to the Guard Training Center in Focal and they will train for exactly one year and a day. They will train in Weaponry, Defense, Hand-to-Hand Combat, and Anomalous recognition.

“These students should be considered privileged and, even if they come from the lowest of lowly places, they are to be accepted.”
-Preamble of the Declaration of Every Final Entitlement Now Shown Everywhere, or the D.E.F.E.N.S.E.

This is a gifted teen RP. Anyone interested will be playing a Recruit, someone between the ages of 15 and 19 who goes to training to be a Guard. But you will also have a special gift that you cannot reveal to anyone, especially your trainers, or else you will be shot on spot for being an Anomalous. Drama will be created and each of you will go through training, as well as head out passed the wall to fight some of the wild Anomalous yourselves.

If we get up to twenty who are interested, great! But if we get a few, then the rest of the Recruits will be NPCs. Post a character sheet below if you are interested!

Rules

• No Mary Sues or Toms or Joes. This is in the future. Give me some creative names
• Respect me and I'll respect you. Period.
• No God Modding or OP characters
• Because your powers will be developing, put a line through them in the character sheet. This also lets me know you read the rules.
• There will only be four characters from each of the five Grids. As soon as a Grid is full, it will be taken off the board.
• You can make your own weapons, but I have the final say on whether it is appropriate or not
• Have fun with it!

Info About...

Focal

The center Grid. Mostly consists of Council Members families and upper class people. This is also where the Guard Training Facility is located. It is in the center of the five grids, so a chopper must be taken from the Guard Facility to the Outlands in order for Guards to go on their Tours. Most Guards from here end up becoming head officers at the training facility. Most people from here are confident, cocky, and not very friendly.

Luminosity

The northernmost grid. It is the closest to the Outlands on the seaward side. This is the poorest of the Grids, but there are still a few wealthy people living here. People from here tend to be more humble and, since they don't have the distraction of money, they tend to make better Guards. Most homeless people or people who cannot be supported by family members anymore live here. The breeding ground for most Anomalous appearances.

Till

Southernmost Grid. Mostly consists of farmers and agricultural people. The main source of the safe zone's food, water, and medicine. Everything is grown here and most hunting is done down here. The largest of all five zones, some Anomalous sneak under the wall to get into this Grid just to get at the food. More Guards are posted on the inside portion of the wall at this Grid than any other.

Slight

Western Grid. Slight is isolated more from the rest of the Grids because of the river that flows on its border. People from here are not as open as you might like. This Grid mostly consists of dense forests, which is where most of the lumber comes from. One of the more mysterious Grids.

Principle

The Easternmost Grid. This is a rich persons paradise. Near a lavish small lake that borders them and the people from Luminosity, the people from Principle are considered snooty, haughty, and downright spiteful. They tend to not be the nicest people in the world. This is where most actresses or actors are born, along with singers and other famous people. They don't make the greatest Guards, though the entrance to the Outlands is on their portion of the wall.

The Outlands

The Outlands are any territory surrounding the outside of the wall. Any banished Anomalous from the inside of the wall go out here and begin creating colonies. They feed themselves out here. To the east, it consists mostly of forests. To the north, there is a sea and to the south there is a desert. To the west there is nothing but mountains for miles. Most of the Anomalous tend to stay in the forest area.

The Council

The Council is the main government of the city. You do what the Council says and you live. Period.

If you have any questions, just ask! I'm always open to suggestions and changes!

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Guards and Gifts (Gifted Teens RP)

I think I'm interested! This would make a great novel, it sort of reminds me of Divergent. Would I be able to make a character who's a 'wild' anomalous (or at least one wild one, for later)? Also, what kind of powers are we talking and what are the limits? I have an idea in mind but I don't want to overstep any boundaries.

@CLIW

Awesome! And you can make a wild Anomalous for when the Recruits head out into the Outlands for training. But I would prefer if you start out with a Recruit and then add the other Anomalous later.

And powers are limitless as long as they don't control another player's character. Besides that, it's fine anyway. :)

Guards and Gifts (Gifted Teens RP)

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She heard the screams long before she saw the children running down the hallway. She turned to see a horde of the young children sprinting toward her, much older teens at their head. They get all of the younger children into the auditorium first. "What happened? What's going on?" No one would answer her. They all panicked into the auditorium. Finally, getting frustrated with the lack of an answer, she grabbed the last oldest teen out of the line and spun him toward her. She glared at him furiously and said slowly, "What in the hell just happened?"

"M-monsters. Demons. Something outside the window. Jack. Jack was there!" The student's rambling made no sense, but Robyn caught the words monster and Jack and that was all she needed to hear. She grabbed the kid by his collar and yanked him toward her, her dark eyes becoming wide and scary.

"Pull your fucking self together, dude," she growled at him in a low tone. Immediately, his sad whimpering stopped. "I need you to get in there and take care of those kids. Once we figure out what the hell is going on, then you will be the first to know. Now, pull yourself together and try not to freak the other children out. Calm them down. I'm going to go find Jack." He nodded slowly, his eyes still a little red from unshed tears of terror, but she didn't care. She needed to find her friend. She shoved him into the auditorium and propped the door open, looking around. She retraced in her mind where those children had come from and took off in that direction.

She knew that she shouldn't have left the teens alone in the auditorium, but she needed to find Jack. If something happened to him, she would only blame herself because she wasn't with him. She walked down the hallway, holding up her phone for light. She took a left turn and started walking down that hallway. Everything was deathly quiet. She couldn't even hear the students anymore. She walked a little further until suddenly, her phone light flickered and went out, plunging her into deep darkness. She scowled at her phone, hitting it on the side of her palm. The light flickered for a moment before her phone died completely.

"Well, shit," she swore under her breath, looking around for a form of light source. She couldn't see anything. She sighed and began walking again, holding out her hands in front of her. She felt around for a locker or a wall so she could figure out where she was. Her fingers tips just barely brushed over a wall when suddenly she felt cold. Very cold. A chill ran down her spine and suddenly, in the darkness, she could see her white breath in front of her. Why did it get so cold suddenly?

They didn't have to die, you know, a murmur told her. It was a fading whisper, as if someone was brushing passed her and continued walking. She shivered as she felt another chill run down her spine. You could have saved them, but no. You decided to be selfish and have fun instead. You could've caught their killer.

"W-what?" Robyn stuttered out, whipping around. She swallowed hard, trying to hold back her panic and fear. She took a deep breath and narrowed her eyes. "Who are you?"

A deep chuckle echoed through the hallway and she whipped around, looking for the source. You don't remember me? Ah, such a shame, one so young had to live this long. There was another chuckle and Robyn spun around again. Panic rose in her chest and clogged her throat. She wished she had some form of weapon. That would make her feel so much better.

"Where the fuck are you?!" she screamed at the darkness.

I am always with you, Robyn. Come on, you remember me. The smooth deep bass voice echoed down the hallway. I remember it all. The rush of blood as it poured out onto the ground. The satisfying crack of your mother's skull. Ripping your father's head almost off his body with just my bare teeth. The voice sounded almost gleeful. Robyn felt sick to her stomach, realization dawning on her on who this is.

"You're him," she murmured, her ponytail whipping across her face as she looked for this man. "You're the man who killed my parents."

"Ding ding ding! We've got a winner," a now solidified voice said from behind her. She turned around quickly and saw a young man standing behind her. He looked... normal. He had short brown hair and darkened blue eyes. He smiled kindly at her, but behind the smile, she saw malice and disgusting lust for blood. He began walking toward her and she backed up rapidly. "Oh, come now, Robyn. You don't remember me. Close your eyes and think hard now." He talked to her like she was still a young child. That voice... How he talked sounded familiar.

"Come on now, Robyn," one of the police officers said, his cap pulled low over his face. "I need you to tell me if you saw anything sweetie. Maybe a man?"

She had shaken her head. "No, I didn't see anyone." She noticed him smile, but hadn't thought of it at the time.

Her head flew up and she stared at him. Sure enough, her mind put him in a uniform. He was the exact same guy. "You were the police officer who took my statement!" He laughed loudly. "But you can't be here! How are you--" Suddenly, she saw a light flare up in the distance. She squinted at it and noticed it was toward the end of the hallway. She whipped around to look for the man, but he was gone. There was no trace of him ever being there. She looked around for a good five minutes, hoping to find him, but he wasn't there.

Maybe it was my imagination she thought to herself, tapping her phone to see if she could get it to turn on. It did and it once again lit up the hallway. But it felt so real. How is that possible? Shaking her head, she began walking again. She managed to make it down the hallway and into another hallway where she saw Jack making his way back to the auditorium. "Jack!" she yelled and ran after him. She slid to a stop next to him and grabbed his arm. "Some of the other students told me about those... things. Are you alright?" She looked at him worriedly, but she couldn't help the cold tingle that ran down her back after seeing her parents' killer.