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Syn glanced back, realizing she might have cut off the guy. Her icy eyes focused upon a guy with brown hair. She clutched onto the edge of her hood as a gust of wind rushed passed. Syn's long black locks of hair swayed and circled around her due to the wind. A warm smile from her broke through her barrier of thought while she figured he seemed fine.

Throwing down her skate board, she hopped onto it and rushed toward the school. Performing a kick-flip then jumping over the few stairs at the front of the school, she rode inside.

Syn escaped the world from inside her train of thoughts, riding down the many hallways making her way to the cafetiria. Even though she had eaten a quick breakfast, Syn wasn't going to let another free meal go to waste.

"Hey, hey, hey, watch it there...." a teacher emerged from the doorway of a classroom.

"Don't want to run over anyone there do you?" he asked, a teasing tone to his voice.

Syn stared at the man. Her eyes like ice glared straight through him, and he seemed to tense. Maybe even shivver.

"Just be more careful next time..." he said before hastily making his way back into the classroom. Syn hadn't spoke, she didn't need to.

Syn pushed off the ground with her converse, back on her way. The teacher had broke her train of thought, but by now she was here. Skidding to a stop, she kicked up her skate board, placed it under her left arm, and smiled. Syn stopped at the door way and leaned on the doorway, keeping herself up with her right arm.

((I am so mad... I had to rewrite all of that because my internet decided to turn off for 5 minutes!!!! This isn't as detailed as i made it the first time, so sorry))

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Screenfox

Fal walked among the students. He didn't talk to any of them. Why was he put here by that bloody orphanage. He hated space. It almost scared him. Oh well he was going to have to live with it now he got to his room and let out a sight of relief. he threw his bag down on his bed, and lied down...

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Hromoplast

Lukah finally got his things in front of the janitor's office. He knocked twice and then opened the door. Janitor Hudge was inside and asleep in his chair.
Lukah put his package on the desk in front of Hudge and wrote down a little note:

"Some wild honey. Enjoy,
Lukah"

He then moved out slowly to drop the rest of the things at his room.
"Room 116. There we go", he though as he dropped the bag on a free bed and opened the sac.
He took about a thumb size of smoked meat and cheese and ate it all slowly. This should keep him full until lunch. With third of a bottle of wine he stepped outside searching for a nearest source of water.

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chris45

* Earlier in the day*

The sun was now rising, it started to shine in the David's room. David turns and looks at the window the sun hits his eyes and he groans and rolls over. he pulls the covers over his head, he shifts his head on his pillow and tries to go back to sleep. A soft elegant voice says "David Get up, it's time for you to get ready, your father wants you to go see him at work today." David yells" No I'm sleeping, I'll get up later." soft steps up old stairs can be heard, the sound of a door opening is heard and then the voice speaks again " Get up David, your father wants you so just go." David's covers are pulled off him and he turns his face from the direction of the voice. David is then pulled out of the bed and he opens his eyes and he says " Mom, please leave me alone,just let me sleep." A woman about in her early forties with long brown hair, wearing a white shirt with blue pants responds " get in the shower and go see your father, I don't want to hear that you didn't show up." David's mother kisses him on the forehead and starts to walk away, she turns around and points her finger at him, David then points back and his mother walks down the stairs. David inhales and then exhales with a loud sigh, he then goes into his drawer and grabs his clothes, he then walks down the hallway, he goes into the bathroom, he brushes his teeth and then gets in the shower, after he is done showering he grabs a towel and drys himself off and puts on his clothes, he puts on black jeans and a white sleeveless dress shirt. He then walks out of the bathroom and down the hallway to his room. he goes into his closet and grabs a black jacket. he puts on the jacket and then puts the hood over his head. he then goes over to his bed and looks under it. he then sees what he is looking for a book bag. he grabs the book bag and he then walks out his room and down the stairs. He goes into the kitchen and looks at the food his mother made.He grabs some of the food and then sits down, he looks around at the empty seats and then starts to eat. He finishes most of the meal and then looks at a piece of toast on his plate. He grabs the piece of toast and puts it in his mouth, he then heads toward the door. he grabs his keys, he walks out the door and then locks it.

David walks up the street, he sees some of the elderly neighbors and he waves to them as they wave to him. The sun beats down on him as he walks down the street. As he walks he sees other people Jogging ,talking, and other things. they notice him, but do not say anything to him. David then reaches a hill, he walks up the hill to the top and then he looks out and he sees his school. He looks at his watch and it says seven-fifty, David starts eating the toast, he then yawns wide, his eyes start to water and he rubs them. He then walks down the hill and starts eating the rest of the toast. As he gets to the bottom he turns right and then walks down the sidewalk to a large building, David walks up to the guard and the guard says " Ah David, your father told me you would be coming, go on in. he is in his office." David walks passed the guard, he goes into the building and walks through the hallway, he then walks passed a long window, he turns to stare at it and he sees the reactor his father and grandfather have been working on for years. David then hears his father's voice say " David, how are you, what do you think some day you will be working on this just like me and your grandfather." David looks back and sees his father, a man with gray and brown hair. wearing a white lab coat and blue jeans. David says to his father " Dad, why is this so special, what is it supposed to do." David's father says to him " well you tell me what it does, come on lets go check it out." David walks with his father and says " I do have to get to school for orientation, I don't want to be late Dad." David's father pats David on the head and says " Don't worry this wont take long, this will be much better then orientation trust me."

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kain222

Mist and shadow.
Through the mires,
there's no repentance,
for these sins of mine.
Was my hands, from this sheep's sacrifice.
Discard me of my horns and my hoofs,
and replace them with curls of white.
Candlesticks are burning.
Fill the air with hope.

Amen.

Grim finished, standing up. The wind ferociously battered his face with it's cold bite – but he did not mind the cold, he felt as if... By braving the elements, by exposing himself to nature, he was partly earning his penitence. As he stood on the roof, a gust of wind could easily brush him off and kill him. He could easily pay for his crimes. The dirty murders of which he wished to wash himself from.

Perhaps he was meant for something more – perhaps he would earn his penitence another way. He exhaled a deep sigh, fists furled around and clenched as a violent shiver coursed through his frame. He chuckled bitterly to himself. “I'm going to catch a cold at this rate.” He murmured, before heading inside.

Grim had no home – the Marauder program did not stretch as far as that, however – he preferred it that way. Out on the deadly silent streets, he could find solitude, peace. Though a nagging worry was tugging at the back of the man's mind: It was his third semester at Yore. Soon, it would all start again, the hatred-filled glares, the social outcast.

A rage swelled up inside of him, a terrible, burning fire. Grim violently forced it down, breathing deeply to himself and doing an exercise that one of his tutors had taught him: it was simple enough, and it worked most of the time.

Breathe.

He imagined a clearing. His victims were all lain out, covered in see-through white sheets. Most would think this morbid to find as a calming image, but Grim... Grim would like to think that they have all found peace, that they have all forgiven them. He pictured himself walking through the forest clearing, each and every one with their eyes closed. Small, barely noticeable smiles on their faces.

His eyes flickered open, and they gazed out towards the skyline, the beauty of it all was staggering. Towering blocks contrasting against the odd curvature of the colony. A smile crossed his fox-like face.

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Soon Grim was at the colony – he didn't need to show his pass to the gatekeeper. He was infamous about the place and the man merely gave him an unsettled nod. Grim stared at Blue. Offering the man a smile – it seemed slightly odd, but that is only because the warmth of it seemed to not fit on his face, it was awkward and lopsided in a way. He continued on, his breath coming out in nervous exhales. He drew his blue hood over his long, silky blonde hair.

He continued to move, walking through the hallways. A deadly silence seemed to surround the murderer, hushed whispers that cut to his core, yet he welcomed them – these people had a right to be afraid. To be scared, to hate him. He had wrought this on himself and it was his punishment. So let it be.

Eventually, the boy came to a door, he placed his hand upon the cold steel, resisting the urge to recoil at the touch – inside there was a rather simple set up. A T.V, a bed with a brown sheet over it. A large, expansive window looking over Lyon. Grim had not brung any of his bags, he had no possessions other than his clothing. He made do with food – wild game that was introduced to the colony was what he hunted. Oddly enough, he wasn't enraged by the blood of animals, only humans.

He found it a thrill, to run through the forests. To be one with nature, to hunt. To catch his food with his own bare hands and then cook it – it was ultimately satisfying and a great way to live. It kept him lean and strong, and the food was gorgeous once you knew how to prepare it – and best of all, he was completely alone.

On the side of his desk, he blinked as he found two claws. He stared at them, wondering what the apparatus were for – he experimentally slipped them onto his hands, thrusting them slightly – he then blinked at the note on the counter. Picking it up, it read:

Congratulations on your third semester at Yore.

We will be frank with you, we were not expecting the Marauder program to bring many positive results, but you have proven us wrong.

Thus, we are entrusting you with these weapons, they are incredibly sharp and lightweight – use them wisely.

.- The council.


Grim chuckled, shaking his head. He should be pleased – he was being rewarded, but he never felt like he deserved It and besides. The letter was far too formal, too official. He knew they weren't really pleased, they would like nothing more than to lock him up with the rest of the 'crazies'. Grim clutched his hands, shaking his head as he bunched the note up into a ball, before drawing down the window and tossing it out.

With his claws tucked safely under his coat, Grim made his way to the cafeteria.

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Screenfox

Fal sat alone eating in the cafeteria. He saw Grim and waved. now there was someone he could get used to. He almost smiled. But eventually decided against it. He didn't want to. He looked around. He remembered some of them, but most of them he wasn't too fond of. He hated being here but it was his best shot at a better life. Maybe even happiness.

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*sky

Parking his motorcycle, Blue hoped off and took off his helment. When the tinted glass lifted off, the sunshined straight into his eyes, making him put up his hands infront of his face.

Damn fake sun... they could have atleast made it alittle cloudier today. Walking through the main gate, he saw a big building that was positioned in the center, the dorms to his right, and most of the classrooms to his left. If he remembered correctly, the "special" classes were in the back (aka real time training, obsticle course etc etc.)

He then noticed the long line which lead to where he would get his key and classes to his room. He sighed, pulling his hand with the helmet behind his head. Looking over, he saw a man close to his age with blond air. His eyes were cold, and his smile even colder. Marauder Blue thought has he returned the smile. Even though for the most part, that information was on the down low, Blue knew about the program. They were on a pretty tight chain. Most were afraid of them, but Blue knew how to handle 'em. Man thing is to not show them fear or instigate in anyway.

Staring at the line, he complained even more.They need to figure out a better way then doing this line gig... It never works out. So troublesome. He looked at his watch and noticed it was close to 12.

Might as well see if my stuff is in the room and then grab something to eat.. When his turn was finally coming up, a announcement was made on the loud speaker.

"WE WOULD LIKE ALL 4TH AND 5th YEAR STUDENTS TO REPORT TO GYMNASIUM 44 AT THIS MOMENT. Thankyou"

Blue stood there for a moment, the lady calling next in line. He pushed it off though, not worrying about the announcment. Grabbing his keys and confirming his suitcase was in his room, he exited the building and walked over to the dorms. Walking down the first hall he stopped at Room 116 and opened it slowly. He saw that his roommate hadnt arrived yet but his items were sitting on his bed.

"Well time to get something to eat" he said to himself as he threw his helmet onto the bed, and made his way to the cafeteria. As he passed some green jackets, they stood around a few blue jackets shoving them around. He was ready to interfere, but opted not to. It was in his best interest to not make enemies on either side.

Finally at the cafeteria, he saw a ton of students getting food. Hands in his pockets, he yet again went to wait in line to grab something to eat before the assembly.

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Screenfox

Ah, Blue. He waved. It was good to see him. Where this his... friends? Perhaps. He looked at his food. When would this be over? He wanted out of this place. but somehow he liked it here...

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*sky

((Screenfox, try to for others to post, then make just one big post. Also I dont think any of us really know eachother. Maybe by sight, but I was expecting we would meet later))

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Befram

(Just coming to say I try to join by tommorow too, if not too late yet. But right now I need some sleep)