The "REJECTS"

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Earth is close to its end, people pray to the gods that they be saved.


In earths destruction thousands of people are sent to a new world and branded as "REJECTS" by the mythical inhabitants (lizardmen, wolfmen and many more)


Humans from different parts of earth have decide to come together to "protect" themselves from the mythical creatures, as humans tend to do when they get confronted by something they don't know about. Several years have passed and they have managed to get to know the land and can make some pretty special stuff, but of course they don't use it on the mythical creatures cause they would just wipe them out. The weapons each have magical properties and each a little different from the next (power bound materials)...


Characters:


Name: Serafina Barsam


Age: 16


Species: Human


Appearance: Her eyes glow red when she uses the sword

Power: Fire (hehe sorry if you wanted fire… I am a fire element person.)


Appearance of weapon: Sword

Personality:


At first she can really cold at first but then as she gets to know the person she can warm up and become very cheeky and playful. But make sure not to get her angry because let's just say that it won't be pretty...


Background Story:


Serafina's parents worked as knights to "protect" the people from the mythical creatures around them. One day they never returned from their outing and many say that they were murdered by the mythical creatures but Serafina knows that isn't true. Her parents had managed to befriend the mythical creatures near them and Serafina had played with them when she was younger. She hopes to find out who killed her parents.


Name: Pure insanity


Age:18


Species: Human


Appearance: tall, strong and muscular build, White hair, green eyes


Power: Electrokinesis (Lightning)


Appearance of weapon: heavy, Dark, longsword that has an electric aura


The sword will shock anything it hits on contact, dealing both the swords cut damage combined with the electric damage


The sword itself


Personality: Psychotic, Quiet, brave, kind (when he wants to be), Highly aggressive to threats


Background Storyure was apart of a small collective of humans that had been taken to the new world, there camp was attacked and he was the only one left alive.


He ventured out of the woods he knew and just walked till he found anything else that he could stay with.


[/DOUBLEPOST]Serafina looked around and focused on doing her job. She was the youngest of all of the guardians who "protected" the human race. She thought it was ridiculous but she didn't want to have someone who really hated the mythical creatures to arrive and hurt the creatures that had grown accustomed to come here to see her parents and herself. Even though now most of them roamed around trying to find the murderer of her parents. She was thankful for the ones who did so but she didn't want them to get hurt so she worried about them all the time especially the ones who she considered as family. Noticing several creatures coming towards her Serafina looked at them and nodded her head. These weren't ones she saw around normally. Quickly they spoke to her in broken english and went on their way. So... Still no news... I kind of wish that they would come back... Looking up at the sky Serafina sighed and felt the wind blow through her long raven back hair.


@Zixochi

 

[Zixochi]

Pure stumbled through the forest He stopped to catch his breath after exhausting all his energy from running for his own life


"I couldn't do anything..." He repeated over and over in between breaths.


He was breathing heavily in agony as he unties his torn Light leather like Chest piece, ripping his shirt off and rubbing his snow white hair and dirt covered face.


Pure had been running for hours just trying to escape what had just happened at his old camp, He ran without trying to save the others but if he had a chance he would have gone back to save them...


He drew a blood stained dagger and got up ready to attack anything that approached him as he leaned against an old dead tree while a gust of wind calmed him as he lay down in his version of hell

 

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Sighing again for the hundredth time that morning as another strong gust of wind blew against her and made her hair fly all over the place. Looking around Serafina searched with her blue eyes to see if someone was there hearing a rustle she grabbed her sword, her eyes blazing red as she did so. Who is there? Knowing that she shouldn't say the question out loud in case the being decided to run away Serafina crept up slowly and looked around her.


(wanna have them meet now?)

 

[Zixochi]

(they should meet now)


Pure Pulls himself from the ground, picks up his torn leather chestplate then begins to walk away from the dead rotten tree.


He pulled himself to a path that he walked up for a while, when all of a sudden he came up to a complete halt... he was frozen in terror as he saw a figure on the path approaching him (you)

 

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Serafina stopped as she noticed it was a human, but still she brought her flame sword up to his neck.


"Who are you? I have never seen you before."


Her eyes glared at him and fire sparks could be seen in her red eyes. She really hadn't met him before, but it wasn't like she would recognise someone from her own tribe due to her lack of interest in humans. Well... The Mythical Creatures are far more interesting.

 

[Zixochi]

Pure was terrified, He had just escaped death yet he found himself staring it in the face again... he had no idea what to do


He dropped to his knees in terror and just looked up at you, his hands were stained with the blood of the damned...


Pure drops everything in his hands, then just looks down at the ground as if he knew he was about to die

 

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Serafina continued to stare at him but then realised that the boy was trembling with fear. Before she was able to put down her sword he fell to his knees and hung his head as if waiting for her to give the final blow. Staring at the boys hand Serafina noted the red that had taken refuge on his hand. He had dropped everything that was in his hands and they were also covered with red. Looking at the boy Serafina thought about how much of an ordeal he must have been through. Sighing she placed her sword down and her eyes returned to their calm blue appearance lifting his head by tilting his head up by his chin, Serafina gave him a very small smile that reached her eyes and tried to calm the boy down.

 

[Zixochi]

Pure looks up in awe, the fact he was not dead amazed him. He quickly stood up on his tired legs supporting a practically dead person.


He attempted to talk but he was too exhausted to speak even one word, He just got up and hugged you without a word of warning.


"Th-Thank you" he spluttered as he try to calm down holding you close to him


He could feel your cold armour pressed up against his bare chest, he found it relaxing...

 

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Serafina sighed and helped the boy over to a log and sat him down. I wonder what has happened to him... He had managed to say thank you before but... Looking at him with her blue eyes she sighed and touched her forehead on his. Nope no fever... What is wrong with him? Seraphina then realised all of the blood around him and slapped herself mentally. Sheesh! How can you forget something like that!? Suddenly a small mythical creature gave her some cream and left quickly as fast as it came. I guess I just use it... Rubbing the cream on the wounds Serafina began to move around his body.

 

[Zixochi]

Pure was sat on the log, When Serafina Put the cream onto his wounds he let out Quiet Scream in pain before settling He just sat there and went through the torment...


"I dont know you... I dont know why you are letting me live, But thank you... really..." He pantsed but has caught his breath


He starts to rub his Cut and bruised head and slides his fingers through his White stained hair


"So... Whats your name?" He asked

 

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Serafina looked at the boy and poured some cold water that someone had brought and tried to remove the red stains on his body.


"Serafina."


Not saying anything else she continued to remove the red stains and gave the boy polished clean look and then quickly ran to the hut nearby and returned with a towel which she rubbed him thoroughly with. I feel like a mother...

 

[Zixochi]

Pure politely stands up and brushes himself off.


"Why did you let me live" He asked as he stretched, confused at the fact he was still breathing the heavy air that this world came to offer.


He put his leather strap set back on without his shirt Moving his torso and arms to make sure he could still move, despite his injuries... He hissed as he put pressure on one of his wounds but did not make a scene, he washes his face in a nearby puddle, After he briefly stands up and looks into the forest he came from looking back on his past

 

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Serafina looked at him and raised an eyebrow. He seems grateful but not grateful at the same time... Well, at least he isn't someone who didn't want to live. Watching as he stood up and looked back into the forest.


"Was there a reason not to do so?"


Ruffling her long raven black hair Serafina looked at the boy.

 

[Zixochi]

Pure looked back at Serafina,


"So whats with the armour, and flame sword? If that isn't personal" He asked as he walk closer to her, examining Her armour carefully


He thought to himself The Armour is heavy...


He quickly drew his eyes away from her trying not to stare at her

 

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Serafina looked down at her clothes and touched the black armour which was the same darkness as her hair.


"These were both my parents."


Hoping that he wouldn't push on the subject she looked away and touched the hilt of sword softly.

 

[Zixochi]

"Heh, My family is all dead... Eaten by a Ursa Minor... tragic really..." Pure tried to laugh in Destroying sadness


He changed the subject quickly.


"Where you from?" He asked curiosly

 

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Serafina looked at him and but decided not to say anything about her parents. They had died right where they were standing after all.


"My condolences to you."


He doesn't sound that sad...

 

[Zixochi]

"Listen... Serafina... I may sound like an asshole, but in reality this world has changed me too much... I mean think about it... the world before... were you a knight? I never ran... but i have to here..." Pure started


"If you want to leave me, Go... I wont be offended..." Pure stood there emotionless

 

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Serafina looked at him. How long have I known this person? He is acting like I knew him before 30 minutes ago. Shrugging she sat down on the log from before and sighed.


"I am a knight. I will stay at my post and you are welcome to stay here if you would like to stay here."

 

[Zixochi]

Pure walked over to Serafina


"Anything I can help with??" He asked sympathetically, knowing he made a bad impression

 

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"Just sit down here."


Sitting the boy down she walked over to the mythical creatures hiding in the bushes and listened to the information they had gather. Nodding her head they all dispersed. Still nothing... Sighing she sat down beside Pure.

 

[Zixochi]

"Whats on your mind? you seem distant..." Pure asked


he drop from sitting down to his back and lay looking into the sky...

 

[EternalMusic]

Serafina looked at him and sighed, "And I should explain myself to someone that I don't know the name of because......?"


She didn't want to be rude but the boy had been asking her rather personal questions and hadn't even bothered to introduce himself yet.

 

[Zixochi]

"You dont know me because you never asked... Im Pure, Pure insanity... And you never need to explain yourself to me, I am just trying to make conversation... hell, id probably tell you anything you wanted to know about me" Pure Admitted...

 

[EternalMusic]

Serafina looked at the boy, he is a little strange but okay... Sighing she looked around and motioned him to follow her. Leading him towards the hut before she opened the door for him and led him inside. Not saying a word she looked around and looked at the fruit bowl grabbing some she handed Pure some and sat down at the small table placed in the middle of the hut.