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Post by Ronnie on Jul 1, 2009 15:31:39 GMT -5
((This is a Story RP done by Liv [Fang] and myself...I've done a little editing but not much....sorry ^^; ))
WARNING: There is a LOT of Cussing in this RP...I'm to lazy to censor it all...maybe if my site gets more popular I will >,>...but as of right now...Nahhh
Izaak's brows furrowed as leaned back in the chair of the co-pilot seat of their 'ship..aka he and his parent's home....along with some of his father's, the ambassador's, cronies. Sure, being the son of a famous ambassador brought fame and fortune, but money didn't buy happiness and fame sure as hell didn't. Do you know how annoying it is to have a troop of soldiers following your every move...It sucks...especially have a helicopter buzzing around your head constantly every time you go for a walk..alone time?..Forgetaboutit....Here he was in the human territory called "America"...Land of the free? Yeah Right, he scoffed to himself.
"I hate my life,” he grumbled dismally. It really sucked being twenty times the size of a human…Scratch that…He would hate being a humanoid bug…It sucked that humans were so fucking tiny…and stupid…and useless….and other stuff….He gave a sigh and sunk down further in his seat…scowling and cursing inwardly...fuck my luck….
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Moira grumbled under her breath, pulling her wide sleeves further over her cold fingers as she pushed through the crowded streets of New York, occasionally glancing up at the massive ship hovering high over head. Damn thing seemed to take up half the sky, not to mention it blocked out the sun. It’d been docked there for days now while negotiations were going on and by the looks of things it wouldn’t be leaving any time soon.
“Fuckin giants,” She hissed, turning down a branching street. None of the humans really cared much for the towering aliens. Though they resembled humans almost identically, they were very different…stupid, clumsy and usually very rude. But Moira harbored a deep hatred for them. She’d lost half her family to the giants during the war…after losing both her parents, she and her two older brothers left Ireland to live with their uncle and aunt here in New York, but after her uncle and brothers were killed as well she was just left with her aunt and younger cousin…
The giants had taken most of what was dear to her, and she despised them for it.
Muttering curses, she quickly broke into a run, letting her heavy boots pound the soggy concrete as she went to a place where she could be alone to fume…the docks…
The great rusting, half rotted figure of the Statue of Liberty still poked partway out of the water…most of it had been destroyed in the wars…wars with other humans…before the giants had forced all nations to band together against the colossal aliens.
She sighed and sat down on the edge of the dock…letting her feet dangle over the water while she looked out at the bay trying to mentally block out the ship stationed overhead and imagine what the bay would have looked like a hundred years ago…
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Post by nocturnalbirdie on Jul 1, 2009 15:45:04 GMT -5
YAY! Im so glad that this is being put up cause its a seriously good read...>;}
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Post by Ronnie on Jul 1, 2009 15:46:09 GMT -5
Izaak groaned…He was getting spaceship fever….Even though he hated mingling with the humans….If you can call being stared at/glared at like a freak “mingling”. It sucks ass…major ass. He sighed and hung his head in defeat. I need to get out of this ship. The humans can suck it. After fiddling with the controls of the spaceship..something he was NOT supposed to do…He managed to get the dock of the ship of open and the bridge to pop open onto the shore of the bay…right by the docks…He strolled out casually as if he didn’t have a care in the world…though that hardly was the case. He dreaded every time he left the ship…Though if he didn’t go out every now and then, his parents would get worried not to mention he’d get a little claustrophobic….Sure there were a hella lot of rooms in the ship, but the rooms were friggin tiny in that ship..It freaked him out a little.
When he got to the bottom of the bridge and stepped on to Earthling territory, like clockwork, a helicopter flew nearly into his face..and couple NYPD cars pulled up near his feet. Woooo…Company…, he thought sarcastically. The helicopter pulled closer to his face and a echoing voice resounded through the air…”Mr.Kaelin. You know the procedure for leaving the ship. State your business,” it said in a grumpy.
“Don’t get your boxers in a bunch, dude. I’m just going for a walk. It’s not like I’m going on some psychotic killing spree.,” responded Izaak waving a dismissive…accidently catching the tail of the helicopter and causing it to snap off and for the helicopter to nose dive into the bay…The humans aboard managed to parachute out before it hit the bay, but gawd, were they ever pissed...Or at least he imagined they were…
”Heh….My bad….”
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Moira jerked from her thoughts when the cargo bay beneath the ship suddenly opened with a metallic groan, allowing one of the disgusting creatures to saunter down the boarding platform to step off onto the street below. She glared in his direction, anger flaring up in her chest at the mere sight of him…he looked about her own age…maybe a little bit older…but that just made things worse. To think that the races could be so similar, yet infinitely different. It made her sick to her stomach.
A smirk crossed her face when she saw the squad cars pull up at his feet and the air patrol fly in.
“Yeah, you put that fucker in his place…tell him to get his mammoth arse back on that ship.” She chuckled under her breath. But then things took an unexpected turn, she could heard them speaking…but they were too far for her to hear properly, especially with the sound of the chopper muffling the voices.
The giant raised his hand…and in her eyes she saw him strike out at the helicopter, snapping the tail off as if it were merely a toy.
The chopper spun in midair before taking a nosedive into the bay…the crew barely escaping with their lives.
“OHMAIGAWD!” Moira was on her feet at once…staring in horror at the giant…She knew that giants were cruel, malicious creatures…but she’d never actually seen one harm a human in person…
Without wasting another second she made a mad dash for the nearest pile of old forgotten crates and concrete rubble…there was a huge open lane between her and the buildings and if she ran for it, the giant would see her…so instead she ducked down beneath the rubble and waited, to terrified to even look around the corner to see if he’d moved…
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Post by Ronnie on Jul 1, 2009 15:47:48 GMT -5
YAY! Im so glad that this is being put up cause its a seriously good read...>;} aww..Thanks >3< *hugs* |
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Post by Ronnie on Jul 1, 2009 15:57:48 GMT -5
By the Wayy...
I, Ronnie = Izaak :3
Liv aka Fang = Moira :
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Post by Ronnie on Jul 1, 2009 16:03:57 GMT -5
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Post by giantblackcat on Jul 1, 2009 16:06:38 GMT -5
Soooooooo coooooool!!!! >w<!!!! I hope read more soon!! ;D;D;D;D!!
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Post by Ronnie on Jul 1, 2009 16:07:07 GMT -5
Izaak grimaced at the glares he was getting from bystanders and the police alike. Though ever since the helicopter took a nosedive..The random bystanders fled. It took all his willpower to suppress the growing smirk. He hated being looked at like a freak, but he reveled in the fear. It gave him a feeling of a surge of power…an adrenaline rush if you will…and he loved every minute of it. Back home, he was a thrill seeker. He did all kinds of crazy stunts….all of which he needed a bail out by none other than his embarrassed father. Which is probably why his father dragged him to Earth. He was probably sick of his only son ..his only child almost killing himself….along with his parent’s impressive reputation...which was, with each stupid stunt, being sent down the toilet hole. I guess you could call Izaak an overgrown spoiled brat…And while Izaak would get pissy and deny it all the way it was totally true.
This is when he noticed a cop..a female one…stepped out of the car. Total he-woman…, he thought idly and rather cruel. Needless to say, Izaak was a vain one…and like most vain people he was shallow as well. The manly she-cop brought up a megaphone and in a husky, yet surprisingly still a feminine voice, shouted, “Mr. Kaelin, we are growing tired of your antics. It would be most appreciated if you go back to your ship for the time being. You need to learn to be more careful. You could have KILLED them….Needless to say, the ambassador shall be contacted immediately-
“WHAT!?” interrupted Izaak before adding with a low grumble, “…totally uncool….”
“Why does my husband need to be contacted, Officer,” spoke a much louder female voice from behind Izaak.
“M-mom,” stammered Izaak. Oh shit….
~~Moments Later~~~
Izaak stood shoulders drooped before his parents. Their disapproving glances dug deep. He hated how they always took the human’s side….He fucking HATED it….I hate my life, he groaned inwardly as he rubbed the ear that his mother dragged him back to the ship with.
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Moira watched the scene play on…and let out a small gasp of surprise as another giant, or rather, giantess stepped from the ship and exchanged a few words with the authorities down below before dragging the adolescent giant back up the ramp behind her…
The Irish girl was too livid to be relieved that he was gone…now she hated giants more than ever! How could he do that?! He might have killed someone. Probably intended to as well. And the war was even over…
She shook her head in disbelief before springing to her feet and running back the way she’d come…she’d have to tell the others about this…it was time for them to step up. They needed to put an end to these “negotiations”. Peace with giants was impossible…she would make sure that was clear by getting evidence….
As if a giant destroying a helicopter wasn’t enough proof as it is…
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Post by Ronnie on Jul 1, 2009 16:10:57 GMT -5
Izaak laid down in his “room” and stared at the ceiling, Still pissed about the events from earlier. Sure he made a mistake, but it was an accident..What did he expect he was only Torkon (Torkon is is the name of Izaak's alien species ...They come from the planet Tork...Lame I know OTL). After calming down a bit, he rolled over onto his side, closed his eyes, and drifted off into slumber-land.
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That night-
Moira slipped down the darkened streets with three other black clad figures following right along beside her.
She glared up at the black blotch in the night sky that was the Torkon ship, determination flashing violently in her gold/green eyes. She would bring them down…even if she had to all by herself. Fortunately, there was a small group of people here in the city who felt exactly the same…and they were ready to do something about these mammoth sized pests.
Armed with com-links, recording devices and hologuises they made their way to the docks…laying in wait for the perfect time…
They would only have one chance and that would be very risky…
The faint booming and small tremors through the earth signaled that the time had come…and moments later the towering form of the ambassador appeared as he stepped past them on the way back to his ship…
Donning their hoods, the foursome switched on the hologuises in their cowls that allowed the fabric to take on the coloring of their immediate surroundings, rendering them almost invisible in the dark lighting…
As soon as the ambassador was far enough ahead of them that the risk of being stepped on was minimal, they followed right behind…trailing up the ramp behind the groggy giant and splitting off into twos the moment they reached the top of the walk path…two going left, two going right.
Moira ran beside her partner, Michael, an older man in his late thirties who desired revenge after a troop of giants had leveled his home and killed his wife and children while building an outpost. The Irish girl dashed between the boots of one of the guards, terror and fury fighting for possession of her emotions as she pressed herself against the wall and followed Michael.
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Post by giantblackcat on Jul 1, 2009 16:14:42 GMT -5
;D!!
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Post by Ronnie on Jul 1, 2009 16:18:05 GMT -5
Soooooooo coooooool!!!! >w<!!!! I hope read more soon!! ;D;D;D;D!! Awww... Thank you Yoyo *hugs* |
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Post by giantblackcat on Jul 1, 2009 16:19:16 GMT -5
Soooooooo coooooool!!!! >w<!!!! I hope read more soon!! ;D;D;D;D!! Awww... Thank you Yoyo *hugs* You're welcome!! You and Liv are a awesome writers!! ;D |
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Post by Ronnie on Jul 1, 2009 16:23:18 GMT -5
Awww... Thank you Yoyo *hugs* You're welcome!! You and Liv are a awesome writers!! ;D D'aaww ...You're making me blush >/////////< *grrannnddee bear hug* Rawr XDDD |
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Post by giantblackcat on Jul 1, 2009 16:25:19 GMT -5
You're welcome!! You and Liv are a awesome writers!! ;D D'aaww ...You're making me blush >/////////< *grrannnddee bear hug* Rawr XDDD XDXDXDXDXDXDD!! *Un gran abrazo de oso for you to0*! XD |
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Post by Ronnie on Jul 1, 2009 16:44:39 GMT -5
D'aaww ...You're making me blush >/////////< *grrannnddee bear hug* Rawr XDDD XDXDXDXDXDXDD!! *Un gran abrazo de oso for you to0*! XD <3333 |
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Post by giantblackcat on Jul 1, 2009 16:46:15 GMT -5
^^!
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Post by Fang on Jul 1, 2009 19:31:15 GMT -5
Huzzah! You put it up! ^_______^... >_> Geesh...I forgot how much language we used. XD Hahaha.
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Post by giantblackcat on Jul 1, 2009 19:36:56 GMT -5
I can't wait the next update!! T^T!!
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Post by natalie on Jul 1, 2009 22:19:38 GMT -5
Yay, I'm glad that you put it up. This is awesome, the hologuises sound really neat!! Can hardly wat for the next update!!
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Post by Ronnie on Jul 2, 2009 12:26:21 GMT -5
Retribution and Vengeance were the only two things on Michael’s mind on the moment. That and the mission of course. Fear? Hardly. He kept himself alive merely for the mission. He lost most of his will to live ages ago. Ever since he lost his family…Life has pretty much been hell for him. Not a night went past without a nightmare…His family being killed over and over again…Yes..His life was a living hell indeed. He couldn’t let the Torkons –the savage race of giants – go unpunished. Unbeknownst to Michael and the rest of his team, a giant belonging to the troop that ended up killing Michael’s family was on this very ship..This would prove to be a problem…Very much so indeed.
Markus sighed as he patrolled the ship…Always on the look out for intruders. It was not uncommon for rebel humans to try and sneak on board…thinking there was some sort of secret “take-over-Earth” plan on board or something. Needless to say, if they were to come on board and get files….There would be nothing of use…Only peaceful negotiations. He gave another sigh as an ashamed looked washed over his face. Though only merely 26, he had done a lot in his life… a lot of horrible things he regretted doing every waking [and unconscious] moment of his life. If only there was some way to apologize for all the wrong’s he did…However, that would probably only make things worse.
Michael kept close to the wall with Moira and waited for the guard to pass…and once the guard passed Moira and himself were to dart across the hallway. Only this never happened. No…Michael was frozen in horror right after taking a look at the giant guard’s face. That face..I know that face!!!, he thought frantically.
This is when Markus turned back around..and spotted discoloration against the wall…There two of them…Small and human-shaped…Wait! Human-shaped!? Intruders, he snarled inwardly to himself as he approached them hurriedly.
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Moira felt her stomach drop and her heart leap upwards in the same moment, sending her mind reeling as the thundering tremors of the giant’s foot falls increased as he approached, making it hard for them to keep their balance as the walkway shuddered beneath them.
“Oh shit.” Moira hissed in a high pitched squeal of panic, “We’re fucked! He can see us.” She tugged at Michael’s cowl when the man made no movement to flee. “MICHAEL!” She growled coarsely, giving him a shove. But the man remained rooted in place and she looked at him in confusion, blanching when she saw the look of anger in his eyes. He was staring right back at the monstrous guard…who was right over them now…
“Dammit, Michael! Now’s not the time for this.” She wailed in a pleading tone, tugging at his arm before looking back up at the guard in terror and making a dash for it. She had a mission of her own…let Michael try and get his revenge…but she wasn’t about to let herself die for the sake of his obsessive idea of vengeance.
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