forum Dystopian Warrior Roleplay (Closed)

Started May 16, 2018 by @Imperfect_Autumn group

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Kasey was still hiding in the tech wing. She wasn't one for fighting, unless it was necessary.

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Everyone in the infirmary freezes as the screams of the soldiers hit a large volume

Akyra had taken out at least sixty soldiers by the end of the battle. Any of the King's soldiers left living had fled back to their master, and the remaining rebel soldiers were hauling their wounded to the medic tents.
She stayed on the roof, looking over the torn, bloodied field they had been using just that morning to train.
She let out yet another slightly crazed giggle, a manic gleam in her eye.
Holding her hands out in front of her, she admired the way the sunlight filtered through her fingers, which had, just moments ago, been directing energy to kill the King's soldiers.

Ian races up the stairs toward the roof

Akyra began to sing to herself as she watched the sun rise (imma pretend it had been night).
"Put on your war paint
You are a brick tied to me that’s dragging me down
Strike a match, and I’ll burn you to the ground
We are the jack-o-lanterns in July
Setting fire to the sky
Here, here comes this rising tide so come on."
The king wanted to make me his weapon, but now I can hurt him instead.

Ian runs out onto the roof to see Akyra. He pauses

"Put on your war paint
Cross walks and crossed hearts and hope to die
Seal the clouds with grey lining
So we can take the world back from the heart-attacked
One maniac at a time we will take it back
You know time crawls on when you’re waiting for the song to start
So dance along to the beat of your heart."

Ian shudders at the music. He crouches slightly, walking along the roof to the side of Akyra. He had a sniper in his hands and her aims it over the edge about ten yards away from her

"Bring home the boys in scraps
Scrap metal the tanks
Get hitched make a career out of robbing banks
Because the world is just a teller and we are wearing black
She broke our spirits with no impact."
As she continued to sing, tears began to stream down her face.

(So we can take the world back from the heart-attacked
One maniac at a time we will take it back
You know time crawls on when you’re waiting for the song to start
So dance alone to the beat of your heart)
Ian looks up at her then though his scope heads-hotting three soldiers

(HEY YOUNG BLOOD!
DOESN'T IT FEEL
LIKE OUR TIME IS RUNNING OUT!
I'M GONNA CHANGE YOU LIKE REMIX
THEN I'LL RAISE YOU LIKE A PHOENIX!)

(Wearing all vintage misery
No, I think it looked a little better on me
I’m going to change you like a remix
Then I’ll raise you like a phoenix)

Tears flowed down Akyra's face like tiny, shining rivers, but she just stood there, making no attempt to wipe them away or move at all.

Ian stands and walks toward Akyra, "Akyra?"

"What have I done?" Akyra mumbled, turning to Ian. She took a step forwards, then collapsed.

Ian starts, skiding on his knees to catch her, "Hey, your ok. I got cha."