Hello, poor person who doesn't have anything better to do than read my diary. I pity you.
Anyway, date unknown..blah, blah, blah the usual...
Yeah, I think I'm starting to go insane.
The visions are getting worse. I don't mean the one of me dying. I've seen that so much, I can handle it. This time, Ace is the one who dies. I can't handle that. And I won't let it happen. I will not let my best friend die with a sword through the stomach...
Last time, I promised I'd tell you my plan to break out, so here goes nothing... We've all got the electric collars, that keep us from doing anything. The fence is electrified too. But , If I could find (and break) the transmitter that controls the collars and cut the power to the fence,well, we'd have a riot. If we could get everyone to team up, at once, it would overcome the grazers. Their main way of controlling us is through the collars, without that card up their sleeve...They'd have trouble. We'd all need to work as a team, quickly, efficiently, but heck, it could work. Or maybe I'm just dreaming.
I'm going to try soon though. I've got still got my bow, and I'm fast and lucky. The odds should be on my side, and if they aren't.. Well too bad. I don't want to live my life in a prison. I want to see the world. I want to be free.
Wow, that sounded stupid. Oh well. Hopefully next time I write to you, I'll be out of here. If I don't write again, I'm dead.
Yep. Definitely going insane.
Hasta la vista,
Devin
Anyway, date unknown..blah, blah, blah the usual...
Yeah, I think I'm starting to go insane.
The visions are getting worse. I don't mean the one of me dying. I've seen that so much, I can handle it. This time, Ace is the one who dies. I can't handle that. And I won't let it happen. I will not let my best friend die with a sword through the stomach...
Last time, I promised I'd tell you my plan to break out, so here goes nothing... We've all got the electric collars, that keep us from doing anything. The fence is electrified too. But , If I could find (and break) the transmitter that controls the collars and cut the power to the fence,well, we'd have a riot. If we could get everyone to team up, at once, it would overcome the grazers. Their main way of controlling us is through the collars, without that card up their sleeve...They'd have trouble. We'd all need to work as a team, quickly, efficiently, but heck, it could work. Or maybe I'm just dreaming.
I'm going to try soon though. I've got still got my bow, and I'm fast and lucky. The odds should be on my side, and if they aren't.. Well too bad. I don't want to live my life in a prison. I want to see the world. I want to be free.
Wow, that sounded stupid. Oh well. Hopefully next time I write to you, I'll be out of here. If I don't write again, I'm dead.
Yep. Definitely going insane.
Hasta la vista,
Devin
Hey guys,
It's been almost seven years since I first joined this website, which seems hard to believe. I came back to check this place out on a nostalgic whim, and wow, the memories hit me hard.
I just wanted to let you guys know, this club really meant a lot to me. It gave me a wonderful, comfortable space to try to express myself, and experiment making stories with other people. It felt like we had our own little private corner of the world to play around in, and I’m grateful for that. I'll admit my writing here makes me cringe a bit now, but it was so important to me during that part of my life and I’ve grown so much from it that I wouldn’t dare change a thing.
Thank you all so much for being such wonderful friends and sharing that time with me. I’m doing well, and I sincerely hope the rest of you are too. Maybe we'll manage to get back in touch again sometime, but even if not, I wish the best for all of you.
Love,
Jaz
It's been almost seven years since I first joined this website, which seems hard to believe. I came back to check this place out on a nostalgic whim, and wow, the memories hit me hard.
I just wanted to let you guys know, this club really meant a lot to me. It gave me a wonderful, comfortable space to try to express myself, and experiment making stories with other people. It felt like we had our own little private corner of the world to play around in, and I’m grateful for that. I'll admit my writing here makes me cringe a bit now, but it was so important to me during that part of my life and I’ve grown so much from it that I wouldn’t dare change a thing.
Thank you all so much for being such wonderful friends and sharing that time with me. I’m doing well, and I sincerely hope the rest of you are too. Maybe we'll manage to get back in touch again sometime, but even if not, I wish the best for all of you.
Love,
Jaz
Hades Aspect
Mark Ivory
*Nickname¬
"Marky", "Ivory"
Age¬
16
Mutagen Aspect¬
Hades
Demeanor¬
Playful, Snarky, Rebellious
Appearance¬
Family¬
His Father was Adam Ivory, a key figure in the Grazer Military. Jordan is his brother, a Late teen trying all he can to protect his little brother from harm. His mother is an entirely diferent story. Sarah was a devoutee christian and loyal wife to Mark's father, yet was deeply kind to Mark and Jordan.
Origins¬
(You all know the rest, and if not, here
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