Death to all

[Gundam Girl]

We have three guys and three girls. Just how many characters are necessary?

This is cool. It'll make for an awesome plot since each character has their own dark past. Oh, I wanted to add something for Derekai. His connection with the Gundam pilots.

Wufei was his and Rosaan's personal martial arts master, his wife Sally was their doctor, (they did Preventor work part-time), Quatre sympathized with him when he heard about his parents murder and gave him money to get to Dublin to meet with Wufei. AND...his father was King Peacecraft's best friend, so he has a tie to Relena.

[Kira Anvari Maxwell]

Oh man I forgot to mention thet Reku is semi deaf. And if you translate his middle name it actually means Duo or something like that.

And this is my first time creating any of my own characters on the internet so go easy on me ok.

[Chibi Reli]

Who's starting and is there going to be a certain order everyone goes in? Let's get this thing started!!!

[Kira Anvari Maxwell]

Hey I only read this and decided to post. i wish they would get started though so I can see how my character changes I hope at least they use him

[Gundam Girl]

Hey, TORNIN! We kinda need your guidance here!

[Chibi Reli]

WHERE ARE YOU??? I CAN'T WAIT ANYMORE! THE ADD IS SETTING IN!

[tornin1/2]

okay i'm here now, sorry, i haven't been on for a while.

i can't think of much to write now but i'll just set the scene with my character and you can begin to enter yours.
other people can use each others characters and it doesn't matter which order someone replies.

Porthole walked over to the door of the lab. It was dark blue and towered over him like a humongous tidalwave. Why was he here? How did he get here? The answers to these questions he didn't know, all he knew was that a few seconds ago, he'd passed through the thick wall of his dorm in the asylum. Something he had never done before.
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[Gundam Girl]

The city forty stories below him was roaring with activity. From a window in the top floor of the Empire State Building, a handsome, silent man viewed passing cars and hustling people. So busy... He was as hurried as them, eager to move, to get somewhere, to act. And yet--

"The first thing you must remember is that you are no longer the son of Seloin Zusa. You are the abandoned Gallian Kenn. You have no heart." The voice of Dr. Gregory Mierkler cut through the urban din from outside.

"Easier done than said," Gallian assured him. He held up a fist, displaying the tattoo of a black dove. "An animal and serene and beautiful as this one, when tarnished, will frighten. I will defeat the enemy with all of my wisdom."

Gregory raised an eyebrow and checked his watch. "You've another three hours yet. Watch a movie, buy some clothes."

Gallian growled lowly. "It isn't as simple to just wait until a deadline meets its end as it should be."

"No," another voice spoke from behind the scientist. "But it should be simple to enjoy life, Dere... Gallian."

"Quatre," Gallian nodded.

Quatre Raberba Winner, in a starched blue suit with combed blond hair, looked ready for the world -- and fully expected the world to be ready for him. "As I'm sure I've said before, the world turns at its own speed."

"Many times you've said that, Quatre, and just as many times I have taken it to heart. But with it so close... It's so near..." He held out a hand toward the window, demonstrating what he felt. He turned back to Gregory and Quatre. "I will wait. But it must come soon."

Winner smiled. "I'll take you to lunch and try to make you smile. They say time flies when you're having fun." He paused when Gallian tensed, his eyes flashing, but then he pulled out his cell phone. "Excuse me a moment, though, will you? I have to make a call. Gregory, you're free to join me."

Gallian nodded, and his scientist and financial backer left the window-view room. He turned back to the window when the door had shut.

"I trust you are just as eager as I. Rosaan..."

***

"What is it?" Dr. Mierkler asked the head of Winner Corporation.

"There is someone in Derekai's life that made an exit a little while ago. I need to contact her."

Mierkler's eyes widened. "Do you really know where Rosaan Tohai is? He has been distracted by her letter for a month now."

Quatre shook his head. "I have never seen Miss Rosaan. I am referring to another woman who has made an impression on Derekai. Her name is Relena Peacecraft."

"The Vice Foreign Minister? Gallian never mentioned it."

"He never knew it was her. Just after his parents' murders, Relena was in Osaka on...a personal excursion. She was looking for someone. As soon as she got the news of the Zusa's deaths, she sent Preventors out immediately...and in the meantime, she found what she was looking for."

"Really? And who was that?"

"A former Gunda pilot like myself. 01, Heero Yuy."

"Heero Yuy!" Mierkler exclaimed. "THE Heero Yuy? Why did she want to find him? Surely, he did not perform any crime."

When Quatre laughed, Gregory relaxed. "Of course not. She was worried for him. They do love each other after all. Naturally, though, neither of them realize it."

"Ah, so that's the case. They surely make an interesting pair."

"Indeed. But I shall call Relena. She has quite obviously returned to New Port City now, and I will inform her of the current status on the war."

"You former Gundam pilots will not be fighting? You are not too old... You are only 29..."

"We have obligations now. But Heero, until he realizes his, will surely make a difference in this era. Until he realizes Relena's significance to him." Quatre smiled as his dialed in the phone. "So, Doctor, what's Derekai's favorite food?"

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Damn, that was long. Hope you liked!

[Chibi Reli]

"What am I doing here?" the young male whispered to himself, "How did I even get here?" The man named Porthole looks around, trying to gauge his location. Looking around, he saw nothing except walls and the giant door in front of him. Just how had he got in?

He looks at the door once again. What exactly was behind that door? There was only one way to find out. He looks to see a small control panel next to the door and approaches. "Locked. It looks like I'll need the code to open it up...or this." He takes his fist back and punches it, smashing it into pieces.

As the sparks from the damaged machine continues and Porthole, puts down his fist, the door opens. Wasting no more time wondering, he walks in, seeing nothing but darkness. The next thing to do was look for a light.


I hope this was okay you guys. Who's turn is it next?

[tornin1/2]

i won't write anything right now as i want everyone to have a go, but i'd just like to say: THIS SOUNDS GOOOOOOD!!!!
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