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The year was 1910. Alexander D'Angelo, a nobleman who had several kids had just had a new daughter, he named her Zara. From 1910-1920, Zara was raised by her parents, though soon she would be in bad times. Her father, known for his family abuse began to abuse Zara in many ways. Zara was only 10 in 1920 but from her hard childhood would she rise to be Royalty.

OOC-Theao, is this an ok start? You could continue by having Gabriel talk to Zara. Also, who is going to RP as the father of Zara?

To Ravea: I started the RP, this is the RP right here.

Theao, we can do this RP now if you want to do so.

We can begin this now. Ravea, Theao, we can begin in some ways. One way is Theao's character or Ravea's character talking to Zara or something, I suppose. Also, do we have a player for the father?

It will be around the 2000's or something, not the 1920's, etc.

Zara had been one of the victims of her father's abuse. In her room, she was doing some things like playing and such. After a while, she laid on her bed and began day dreaming, contemplating things. Later, she heard the door open. It was Gabriel, one of her brothers.

''Hello, Gabriel.'' Zara said nicely, sitting up on her bed.

Gabriel was one of Zara's many siblings.

OOC-Is this ok?

"Hi sis." He commented standing in the door, leaning against the doorframe. "There's a movie playing at the theater I thought you might like, so want to go?"

ooc: Ya

"Hi sis." He commented standing in the door, leaning against the doorframe. "There's a movie playing at the theater I thought you might like, so want to go?"

ooc: Ya

''Sure, I'll go to the theater with you. What movie is it?'' Zara asked. She got changed and then went with Gabriel. It was in the winter season (or which ever one you would like). They would watch a movie together, brother and sister.

OOC-Thanks.

"It's a teen comedy, something to do with a spy." He replied as they got thier coats and headed out to the theater. After getting a pair of tickets, he asked, "Can I get you something from the snack bar?"

"It's a teen comedy, something to do with a spy." He replied as they got thier coats and headed out to the theater. After getting a pair of tickets, he asked, "Can I get you something from the snack bar?"

''As long as its good.'' Zara said, giving her approval for getting things from the snack bar. When they got their food, they went in the theater and sat down for the movie. ''A teen comedy about a spy? I guess that's ok.'' Zara said.

Zara was a nice girl but was not having a nice childhood.

OOC-Ctan, when you do come on and if you are still interested in being Zara's father, this is the thread you join.

They watched the movie, gasping during the frightening bits and all the other usual movie activities. After the credits he asked, "What'd you think?"

They watched the movie, gasping during the frightening bits and all the other usual movie activities. After the credits he asked, "What'd you think?"

''It was a pretty good movie, I suppose, Gabriel.'' Zara said. ''What do you want to do now, brother?''

"Not sure, do you have anything you want to do?" He asked

ooc; Will be gone for a while/maybe till tomorrow.

"Not sure, do you have anything you want to do?" He asked

ooc; Will be gone for a while/maybe till tomorrow.

OOC-I understand fully. We can continue when you are back.

''I don't think I do. Perhaps we can do stuff together? I don't know.'' Zara replied.

OOC-Is this ok?

To The Ctan: This is the RP that me, Theao and Ravea started.

"We could go skating." He suggested, "Or toboggening(Sp)."

ooc: Yes, and please don't take this the wrong way, but you seem to have a bit of a self-confidence issue.

"We could go skating." He suggested, "Or toboggening(Sp)."

ooc: Yes, and please don't take this the wrong way, but you seem to have a bit of a self-confidence issue.

''How about both?'' Zara said nicely. ''We could do both. I would like that.''

OOC-I understand. I'm new here and I want to do good, I suppose. Also, if Ctan is still interested, he/she can join in this as the father.

OOC-Sorry if I'm annoying you or anything but Ctan, do you still want to be the father in this? If not, I understand.

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OOC-What is the Sp for again?

"Which one would you like to do first?" He asked as they headed home to get thier gear.

"Which one would you like to do first?" He asked as they headed home to get thier gear.

''Tobagganing first, then skating.'' Zara said, already in and/or with her gear.

"Alright." He replied as he picked up the tobaggan and they headed for the slopes.

"Alright." He replied as he picked up the tobaggan and they headed for the slopes.

They had a great time together on the slopes. After a while, Zara said ''Now we go skating.'' Zara was having a good time with her brother, Gabriel.

"Alright my enthusiastic sister." He replied with a grin as they headed over to put thier skates on and go skating.

"Alright my enthusiastic sister." He replied with a grin as they headed over to put thier skates on and go skating.

After some time, Zara said ''Gabriel, what do you want to do now?'' Zara enjoyed skating with Gabriel.

Coarse sand whipped across Brail's face as he stared intently through the scope of his huge rifle; his unobtrusive desert plateau hideout gave him a good vantage point over the vast desert. A column of enemy tanks and humvees were making their way slowly across the harsh terrain, with a small army of foot soldiers trailing behind. The radio set in Brail’s ear crackled.

“Red Two, take out the two lead tanks. Red Three and Four have the foot soldiers. I’ll take the last two tanks.”

“Roger, Red One.”

Brail gave his short response and turned to his ammo case, removed a large shell marked “Danger-Formula #4” and slid it into his rifle. He carefully took aim at the column of tanks.

“On my mark,” said the same voice on the radio. “Now.”

Brail squeezed his trigger effortlessly and the lead tank exploded spectacularly. Red One’s stinger rocket took both the last tanks and turned them into smoking hulls. The other two team members fired RPG’s into the crowd of confused soldiers as Brail loaded a second shell, erasing another tank from existence. He continued taking out the enemy armor like dominos, shooting slowly down the line. He heard some kind of humming sound in the distance.

Something was wrong.

An explosion rocked the desert plateau that Red team was firing from; Brail saw Red Three’s body fall limply to the ground below.

“They’ve got Air support,” Red Four observed. His last words before he was blown from existence. Several helicopters were flying at them at an alarming speed, firing rockets and chain guns furiously. Red One responded with a second stinger; it missed, and Red One was promptly machine-gunned down. Brail ducked as the choppers roared over him, dropping several enemy commandoes to the plateau via rope. He raised his Casull pistol, firing frantically...

Before snapping awake in an armchair. A dream, or at least a flashback. Brail relaxed his hand, which was gripping his pistol tightly.

Think, man. This isn’t the war. This is a mansion, not a desert.

He observed his surroundings. Zara and Gabriel were nowhere in sight.

Now where did those damn kids go…?

He raised himself up and started searching for his empoyer's children; he would be in big trouble if they were harmed.

"What do you want to do?" He asked turning her question back on her. "It's your day out, you get to choose." He replied