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Introduction

A body laid in the midst of the forest, bloody and broken. This body appeared to belong to a 17 year-old boy, lean framed, longish blond hair, curled slightly and as bright as sunlight. The boy was presumed dead by the police but by the time the FBI was called in to investigate, the body was gone. Disappeared. No one knew who he was or where he'd come from but this mysterious occurrence was certainly enough to spark a certain fear.

Suddenly, children began to go missing. Ranging in age from 12 to 17, all races, all genders. No body had any clue what was going on, they thought all this might link to a kidnapper or serial killer, that is, until sightings of a large creature with black wings started to be reported. The creature appeared human but with large wings roughly fourteen feet in wingspan.

The people who'd been seeing him began to refer to this creature as Lucifer, the fallen angel, fearing the end was upon them.

Lucifer

They call me Lucifer. But I can tell you right now I am not the Lucifer. I am not the beast with the number 666, I am not the fallen archangel cast away from Heaven. I am a thing. Or at least, that is how I was referred to when I was created. I was not made by some sort of God, I was made in a lab. They stole a child from an orphanage and strung it's DNA up with that of several animals. I am winged, my eyes are golden brown like a hawk's and my ears are pointed and as acute as a bat's I have claws, sharp as a leopard's. I am a weapon. They tried to force me to kill, to take down enemies. They tortured me until I have in. I had to. I think about killing a lot. I struggle to control myself.

I escaped, though. I knew there were others, maybe not like me but others who were tortured, others who needed help. So I rescued them. I am not a kidnapper, they all come willingly. We train. We will fight when we are ready. We will have our revenge.

There are more in that lab, from before me. There are some with telepathic minds, some with amazing stamina or strength. They were created after me. No one experimented with more animal DNA, the occasional one-animal splice but not as many as they put into me. They called me a mistake when I brutally mauled something they called "an enemy". Was I not meant to kill? Why were they torturing me for doing well?

So I attacked them. I attacked them and grabbed the others, as many as I could... all so young... all younger than me.I hated the scientists. I couldn't stop myself from killing them all.

I took the others and left. And I found more. Abused children, beaten children. All my age or younger. They needed help. So I provided it.

And we will have our revenge.

The Army

My Army are the children and adolescents that I have saved. They are trained in combat and weaponry. Crossbows, swords, spears, bow and arrows, rapiers, staffs, even the occasional gun we can get our hands on. Anything to take down our enemies, those who have wronged us. I do not like guns, I much prefer weapons we can make ourselves, I trust them better but if the police, SWATT, the FBI or any other organization becomes involved, we will need as much firepower as we can get.

The Army is growing continuously. I have many on the look-out for new members, new children or adolescents who have lost their way, who have been abused. Those abused sexually, beaten by their parents, I've even known parents to try to "beat the gay" out of their kids if they are homosexual or bisexual, parents who will starve or neglect their children if they do not conform to 'traditional' gender roles. I've known people to kill others or not believing in the "right" god, to torture their children if they do not conform. I've known parents who've forced their kids to follow a set path, living through their kid. I've seen parents inject their kids with drugs to enhance performance, to force them to train day and night for some pointless sport the child doesn't even enjoy.

It all sickens me.

Here, all are accepted, all are equal, all are free to be who they want to be. If they do not wish to fight, I will not force them. I know they will want to join eventually. The Army is for justice. For freedom.

Rules

1 ) M/M, F/F and F/M are all aloud and encourages. I enjoy diversity.
2 ) No OOC fighting.
3 ) No God-Modding.
4 ) Please have at least 2-3 paragraphs per post.
5 ) Every character must have weaknesses. There should be an equal number of humans and lab-experiments.
6 ) Romance is fine but that is not the whole plot. Remember that. Though it can be added for drama.
7 ) Swearing is fine. Just don't go overboard.
8 ) Write "I Follow the Fallen" if you read the rules.
9 ) Please remain active. At very least one post every two to three days. Preferably more often than that.

Form

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[font=comic sans ms][b][color=black]Name:[/color][/b]

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[b][color=black]General Appearance:[/color][/b]

[b][color=black]Personality (At least five sentences):[/color][/b]

[b][color=black]History (At least six sentences):[/color][/b]

[b][color=black]Family:[/color][/b]
[color=black]Parents-[/color]
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[b][color=black]Skills:[/color][/b]

[b][color=black]Weapon of Choice:[/color][/b]

[b][color=black]Other:[/color][/b]

If you have any questions, feel free to PM me.

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