The year is 2424

One hundred years ago the sun blew apart into billions of pieces, destroying Murcury and Vens, and pushing Earth lightyears away from it's orbit. Now the light comes from millions of pieces of the sun floating in the stratusphere, and before, sunlight was the only big mean of gathering energy left. The pieces of the sun were not enough to support all the machinery, and so the world went into a Mideval-like age, with the acception of guns that ran on a special fuel.

Only fifty years after, a neuclear explosion erupted from the middle of the Atlantic Ocean, it's cause unknown. And from the explosion, started a disease that was named Neucsion Flue, or Death Flue, killing millions. Even the major world leaders passed on from the deadly sickness.

In this desprate time of disaster, a scientist, named Rajib Morhad, found an antidote for the Death Flue. Using the antidote as leaverage, and blackmailing the most poweful people, Morhad became a world ruler. He made strict laws, and made an endless army. The army consisted of boys and men taken from their homes and forced to serve under Morhad's command.

Fourty years passed, ten years before the rpg takes place, there was a huge meteor shower that hit Earth, renamed Morlath. The meteors landed all over the world. With time, and inspection by scientists, the meteors were found not to be rock, but eggs. And within a few months they started hatching into small dragon-like creatures. Within a year they would be full-grown, and only get as big as a larg horse. They came in seven colors, each colored creature have a magic power. And because they weren't that big, and were very friendly, and there was a large number of them, the "dragons" became pets.

Now Morhad's power has seemed to become more harsh, and more powerful in old age. No one has seen what he actually looks like except select few. The people of Morlath are still plueged by the Death Flue, and from the ages five and up, all people much have the antidote injected in them once a year, or fear catching the Death Flue. But, a batch of the antidote had gone bad, but was still given away. One batch had enough for seven people, so seven people gained were given the bad antidote, natrually. Each of these people found that their bodies changed. Their eyes turned to each of seven colors-the same seven colors as the dragons-and gained the power of the element that came with that power. They also became slightly taller, thinner, lighter, stronger, and faster, and their sences become more acute. As well as they find that they can speak tellepathically to the dragons.

Plot:
The seven "Chosen" have joined together, and have decided that they're the only ones that can take down the dictator Morhad. They must form a rebellion, and in a series of battles, work their way to Morhad's headquarters: the place that was recently France, Italy. They must fight his seemingly endless army of strong men... and there will be a few twists along the way...

Colors and what their power is:
Red-Fire The power over fire consists of being able to manipulate fire, as well create flame from nothing at all. Dragons can blow fire from their mouth, and humans can create a ball of flame in thier hand.
Yellow-Lighting The power of lighting is being able to call lighting from the sky. You can move it to your will and insto any shape you want. Dragons can blow lighting from their mouth-like instead of fire, lighting comes out. Human can shoot small spurts of lighting from their palm.
White-Snow The power of snow is being able to cause a blizzard at will. Though making a full blizzard takes up much strength. Also, you can create ice out of nowhere, and form the ice into any shape desired. Dragons breathe out either icicles or snow. Humans can create snow balls in their hand to throw.
Gray-Air The power of air allows the person to create a breeze or gust of wind at his/her will. Dragons blow wind, but with speed and pressure unmatched by nature. Humans can make small gusts of wind that are strong enough to blow someone off of their feet. Air is also one of the only three that can make a protective shield off of their element.
Blue-Water The power of water is being able to manipulate water to any shape, but not make it completely float in thin air, it must be conected to a water source. Also, water can be made from thin air, but will not float, and needs something to hold it. Dragons spit water from thier mouth. The water is mixed with an acidic substance that melts metal, and only metal, and burns skin. Humans can raise water from a source, and push it toward an enemy. Water is another of the only three elements that can make a protective shield out of the element.
Green-Earth The power of earth has almost nothing to do with plants, but rock, dirt, and sand. You can manipulate the desired earth substance into any shape desired. Again, the rock/sand/dirt cannot just float in mid-air. The human, though, may feel more interested and attracted to plants, but that's about as far as the plants go. Dragon can open their jaws wide, and make a huge boulder apear in their jaws, before throwing it at their adversarey. Humans do the same type of thing, only with their palms, and the boulders not being so big. Earth is also the other of the three elements that can make a protective shield.
Black-Life and Death The one who controls this power, has the ability to bring back the living as long as they've died within twenty-four hours. Also, they can kill with a skin-to-skin contact, but this weakens them so. The dragon's breathe makes what ever it touches die when they wish. But the black dragon is the rarest of the dragons. There is only one known black dragon.

Characters:
Fire- Turwaithiel Swann
Lighting- Elenriel Greenleaf
Snow- Elenya
Air- Eruraina
Water- The_Doctors_Girl
Earth- Hobobaggins09
Life and Death- Smeagollum
Others:

Bad guys:

Rules:
1)No powerplaying, God moding, and swearing
2)Keep it PG-13
3)One "Chosen" chracter per person
4)You can play up to 3 non-chosen characters-including bad guys
5)Try to keep genders even. If there's only the seven people, have it like 4 girls, 3 guys or 3 girls, 4 guys.

Post your bios here(please do not post them on this thread: easier to keep track):
http://arwen-undomiel.com/forum/viewtop ... 052#805052

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Married Cloud Strife 9/17/08

I'll be Earth! :] and baddie

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okay, thats fine!

and do to certain cercumstances, your characters have to be males, Amoniel... so that the boy/girl ratio is pretty much even!

And now... it begins...
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The rain poured down hard, making the roads slippery, and unsafe to travel. The town on the coast of Ireland had seen better days as this coastal storm blew over. In a small one-room house on the edge of town, Rain looked through a newspaper "borrowed" from the local store.
"Bad antidote given away. Will it lead to disaster?" read the frontline. Reading through the laminated paper.
Duh... she thought to herself, and looked into a hand-held mirror on the table. Yep, her eyes were still grey instead of blue. A side affect of the bad antidote.

Rain sighed, stood up, and went to the window, fingering a locket around her neck. Life couldn't get any worse... Rain thought to herself, as a baby grey dragon flew up and landed on her back. The hatchling looked out the window as well, mistified by the rain...

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Married Cloud Strife 9/17/08

"So, are you really a dragon?"

Neal sat in the middle of a rain-soaked park, trying to find some sort of shelter under a tree. A small, white animal was sitting in front of him, flinching occasionally when a raindrop landed on it's head. "Well, whatever you are, you're not a talking dragon."

<i>You're being an idiot, Neal. Sitting in the rain talking to this... thing is not how you usually choose spend a Friday night.</i> He needed to figure this animal out, though, and his apartment had 'hidden' cameras in every room.

Standing, he walked out from under the tree into the rain. The animal crawled after him companionably, it's eyes half-closed against the wetness. From the device on his wrist, Neal brought up the picture for seemingly the hundreth time- a picture from an old fantsy movie of a young dragon. It matched the animal in nearly every aspect.

Electra Stryker sighed as she stared into the mirror once more. Stupid antidote she thought bitterly as she gazed at the pair of light golden eyes that stared back at her. Gone where her soft aqua eyes replaced instead by what she considered the work of a fiend. She shuddered at her reflection, before turning away, the gold in her eyes giving her what she thought as a wild look. What other changes am I in store for-besides losing the ability to blend in? she thought in annoyance. Suddenly a slight thump in another room of the house drew her attention. Walking into the room, she saw the baby yellow dragon sitting in a mess of things, staring up at her innocently. Electra let out another sigh. "What am I to do with you?" she muttered to herself as she began to pick up after the little hatchling.

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Don conquered the streets as he hustled through the rain, being pounded on by raindrop after raindrop. He was heading home, and his black dragon following close behind enjoying the new found power of being able to kill those nasty bugs by just a spray of his breath.

Don allowed his dragon to do that, but nothing else, so far. He looked up at the sky. This rain was pouring down harder and harder with every second, but Don did not care in any way. He was stronger than the rain, and he would be able to live to tell the tale right on through it.

"Come on," he lured his dragon foreword, approaching his house. Not wanting to enter just yet, Don sat on the front porch and looked into the open field. Much had happened. He recieved an antidote, and Don didn't need to relook in a mirror to know the color of his eyes. They were black. Black as his dragon was, who now proceeded to chase after a spider on the porch.

"Come on," he told his dragon, "enough of that." Don looked down as his dragon with a stern and overpowering look, and the dragon immediately obeyed and stopped trying to kill the spider. "Inside," he commanded as he opened the door and let the dragon squeeze through, "Let's get something to eat. I'm starving."

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Rain scratched the head of her baby dragon.
"Want to go for a ride?" she asked, getting a nod in approval. With a small smile, she went infront of the house, and got on her wind powered motor-cycle. She revved the engine, and drove off in the rain. The road was dangerous and slippering in the pouring down rain, so Rain had to go slower than she would've liked to.

Driving into the local park, and then the cemetary at the center of the park, she parked her cycle. Rain walked over to a set of three graves.
Here lies Elizabeth Stormblade, mother, daughter, sister, wife.

Here lies Johnnathan Stormblade, father, son, husband. May he rest in peace.

Here lies Mark Horner. A good son to Lucy and Jacob Horner. RIP.

It said on the three graves. Rain Stormblade kneeled infront of the graves, letting the rain drops fall on her, stinning her. A few landed on the bandages on her arms that covered the burns. Rain called out in pain, pulling her arms closer to her body.
"It's all his fault," she said through gritted teeth. "It's all that Rajib Morhad's fault... that man needs to die..."

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After finishing the task, Electra sat back and leaned against a wall, staring at nothing in particular. The dragon hatchling crawled into her lap and began to rub its head against her. She absent-mindedly began to stroke its body and glanced down at the contented animal. "You are a playful one," she said softly as the dragon looked back at her with innocent eyes. "Feeling up for a ride?" she asked the pet. The animal gurgled happily in response as it flew into the air and landed on her shoulder.

With that she strapped on her golden belt and wrist bands before fastening one sai to each side, strapping her gun in a strap that wrapped around her leg and placing two small daggers in her boots. Finally ready, she stepped out of the house and climbed aboard her motorcycle. "Hang on," she called back to the young dragon as she revved the engine and drove off into the pouring rain. She coasted down the streets, barely acknowledging anything about her. The rain pelted her skin, yet she took no notice, the sadness in her heart mirrored only by the dreariness of the day. Finally arriving at the park, she parked the cycle near the one already present and proceeded to the cemetery. As she strode through the rows of graves, she noticed another woman kneeling in front of three graves. Yet, she took no heed of her as she strode onward-no doubt the woman was here for her own private grief-like she was. Finally finding her brother's marker she knelt before his grave as she tenderly ran her fingers over the tombstone.

Joshua Stryker. Beloved son and brother. May you soar on angel's wings.

"I am sorry I could not save you, brother." she whispered as large water droplets fell from the heavens. "But I will avenge you." she silently vowed, the tears she might have shed now gone. "Rest assured, Rajib Morhad will pay..." she uttered, her golden eyes hardening in rage.

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Don fed himself and the dragon spagetthi. He wasn't exactly sure if that was what he should feed the dragon, but the little hatchling ate it. So, everything was fine with Don.

"How you doing?" he asked the dragon, who was know attempting death-defying stunts by jumping off tables and counters. "You're just like me, aren't you?"

"Come on.. I know a better place for stunts," Don told the dragon and walked off to the garage to get his car. We would walk, but something rumbling would help his ego expand, even though it was pretty big already.

Climbing in the car, Don waited for the dragon to hop up into the passenger seat. The car rumbled, and the dragon turned himself around to get a nice and cozy position on the seat. After backing out, Don turned the car to follow the road to the skateboard park.. or what was left of it. To Don, the skateboard park was cooler after the leader completely recked it because now it still had the falls without the feel of safety.

Disappointed in being unable to feel any wind, the hatchling hopped up into the front window, on the passenger's side. Don had to push him over so that he could still see.

"What's that?" Don asked aloud, to no one in particular. The car screeched to a halt, and Don turned his head in the direction of the park. He hadn't visited the park in awhile, so people in the park was an unnatural phenominon to him. He thought to himself that he might as well go and see what they are up to. Parking the car, Don told the black dragon to come out; they had another stop to make. The hatchling immediately obeyed and followed closely behind Don as he approached the tombstones.

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Rain kneeled there for a moment, then stood and realized she wasn't alone. Looking around, she noticed another woman, then watched a car pull up. Rain crossed her arms infront of her, and closed her eyes, wishing the storm would just blow over... suddenly she felt the wind blowing hard. The baby dragon, who had perched on a tomb stone, squeeked in alarm. Supprised, Rain opened her eyes, but then quickly closed them when the wind blew the stinging raindrops into her eyes. Stop blowing! she yelled mentally, and the wind stopped abrutly... to abrut to be natural.
"Am I going nuts?" she mumbled to herself...

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Electra turned as she rose, hearing the faint noise of a car in the distance. Suddenly a strong gust of wind blew that nearly knocked her off her feet and she dug her heels into the ground as her dragon yelped in terror as it clung tightly to her shoulder. Yet as quickly as the gale came, it vanished and she stared around the park with a mixture of awe and confusion. "What in the world happened?" she muttered under her breath. What devilry is going on? she wondered to herself.

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Rain looked back over toward the car to see a man walking towards her. Shifting uncomfortably, she extended a hand for her hatchling to jump onto her arm, then climb up to her shoulder. All the while watching the man out of the corner of her eye...

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Can I? the dragon asked Don, looking over at a mouse.

Can you what? Don questioned back. He would have been freaking out from a voice appearing in his head, but that all happened over his last meal, when the dragon told Don that he liked the spagetthi and wanted more.

Get the mouse.

Sure.. why not? Just don't kill it.

The dragon ran off to chase after the scared-to-death mouse who didn't know what was coming after it. At the same time, Don approach the people at the tombstones to see two girls. "What are you all doing here?" he questioned in a deep and demanding voice.

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Rain looked at the man abrutly.
"Why would you care? Are you the caretaker of this cemetary? One can't visit their deceased loved ones?" her voice more shakey from the day's stress than she would have wanted it too...

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Married Cloud Strife 9/17/08

Talise Nereida ran through the rain, but she wasn't getting wet and it freaked her out. Her dragon hung onto her shoulders as she ran, she had found him swimming in a pool hours earlier, she had always loved dragons and so kept him and name him Neptune. Soon after that it started to rain, but as soon as she hoped she wouldn't get wet, the rain went around her like she had an umbrella. When she realised this she started looking for Neal, her friend, soon she saw him in the park and ran towards him. "Neal, something freaky is happening." She yelled.

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Where do you go when your running away,
The cost of stopping is too great to pay.
~Amanda (saw this written in a washroom stall at a movie theater)

"Looking at you, what would that matter for?" Don grimmaced out, "I can probably lift twice the weight you can, at least, and why should it matter whether you leave here in handcuffs as opposed to leaving with a bloody nose, in the least?"

The black dragon proudly skipped back with a mouse hanging by the tail from his mouth.

I told you not to kill it. Don sternly reminded the dragon.

I didn't.

Prove it.

All right. The dragon dropped the mouse and put his foot on top of the mouse's tail. The mouse squeaked and tried to run away, but it found itself unable to escape from the dragon's grasp.

Fair enough, Don smirked.

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