Bloodplague (royan and pxc)
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				Title: <strong>Bloodplague (royan and pxc)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>privilegedXchore</strong> on <strong>24-07-2009, 02:15:37</strong>
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				Melanie sat restlessly, sipping her coffee as she leafed through another book of history about what earth was like before most of it had been destroyed. It hadn’t really been destroyed, but most of the humans on the planet had been. The earth was much like it was hundred of years ago. The population had been taken down to numbers less than ten thousand, for the entire earth, causing the once overpopulated lands to become barren, and return to a more natural state. However a few large metropolises had stayed the same. <br><br>Melanie’s mother could tell her of the devastating things that had happened to the human race in the time during the blood plague. But Melanie didn’t quite understand it. At one point humans sought each other for creation of their race, and there had been many diseases that came from this interaction, however one almost killed the race entirely. It was still unknown where the plague had come from, but it had been at first transmitted bodily and then had rapidly transformed in their bodies and became air born. Melanie shuttered slightly even as the warm coffee went down her throat. She knew that she was happy to be alive, and in this time. <br><br>But still she longed for some things different than her friends. In college her friends had been very focused on their school, and she was trying to stay focused as well, but sometimes she found herself thinking thoughts about being with someone, differently than she had been with men before. <br><br>After the scare, when the newbies were created, they had modified something in the genes of every human being. Her mother had told her it was for the protection of the human race. So what they used to call ‘reproduction’ never happened anymore. Melanie had researched it a lot, and found it fascinating and it excited her in ways she had never known. She had hidden it from everyone she knew, even her mother didn’t know she had hidden books from thrift stores that half naked women on the front with men holding them tightly in an embrace. <br><br>When she was around thirteen she had found her first sexual video. It was another thrift store find. It was on a rather old format, she had to find the data player from China. When she had shown her best friend the movie and her friend was appalled about it, and never talked to her again. Melanie can remember her running out calling her a cryogenic freak, and saying she should be destroyed. After that Melanie never told anyone about her feelings, or her wants to be held like those women or tied up like some of the movies had shown her. Sometimes Melanie thought she should go and be asked to be destroyed, the thoughts drove her crazy sometimes. <br><br>Ever since then Melanie threw herself into tons of sports and as many classes as she could. She needed to keep her mind off the feelings. But now as she was working on her Masters in History, she was writing a thesis on her own ideas of the past, and what they could have done to help stop the spread of the plague.<br><br>Now that she had given herself the ability to research the history behind the acts they used to engage in, she was awoken so much more. There had been rampant sex throughout the ages, for a long while with diseases passing and nothing stopping them. She thought it seemed much like the way animals had been. Most had survived the plague unaffected, but all domestic animals had been changed so they were born without reproductive organs back in the early 2050’s to help stop their overpopulation. But now one could go down to their pet store and pick out their pet, and it would be created and sent to them in four months time. <br><br>She didn’t like the fact the government health code had so much to say in everything that had been going on with the world, but she hadn’t even realized so much had changed, because it all came about from the survivors of the plague. She kept her voice quite on that matter because she knew it would be harsh penalties if she had voiced them. With her research she had realized how much freer one was before they all started dying. But one could counter that with; all that freedom is what killed them. <br><br>She found a few bits in the article she was skimming interesting, it was one hypothesis that the virus had come from animal, but it was highly skeptical. The animals around the world didn’t die. Most theories thought it was biological warfare gone out of hand. <br><br><em>I just wish I could concentrate on this, and not the fact I want to stare at that guy, and hope he talks to me, and then hope he wants to touch me…</em> She shook her head as she stared for a moment at a man a few tables over. She shook her head and looked back down.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bloodplague (royan and pxc)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Royan</strong> on <strong>24-07-2009, 04:08:28</strong>
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				Jae was unique, not with personality but just his existence. His mother was infected with the blood plague which had almost wiped the earth and while that was going on Jae was in his mother's stomach growing away. First, nobody knew how Jae had came to be. Only a few selected members of the higher ups new about Jae and the mutation that he had gone through inside his infected mother. It was one in a million case, very rare to happen and for the baby to survive but he did and boy did that change him a lot. He was special, and under the watch from the government 24/7 as he was capable of a lot more than what normal humans would be. <br><br>He grew up watching this old show called the X-men and he loved it when he first found it at the orphanage. It was about people like him, being hated or being loved. He always wished people would just accept him for himself but that never happens when they find out about me, when they find out that my parents were among the infected. The society seems to be split in to two, the infected survivors and the ones that were clean. While the infected survivors go through a terrible mutation usually involving their physical appearance, Jae only had mutation through his abilities.<br><br>For example, that girl who had been giving him the look for a while now would probably run away if he went up to her close enough to show his little tag below his ear, little red cross mark tattoo'd meaning he was one of the infected survivors or their child. He sighed and wanted to just ignore her stare as long as he could, but he had to get some papers done for college and the stare was becoming longer and stronger so he had to take action. He pushed himself up and noticed half the shop flinching, meaning they saw his little mark.<br><br>"Hi, can I help you?"<br><br>He intentionally sat down with his head turned slightly, so the red tattoo would be visible beneath his black hair. He now waited for the response of either getting up and running out or probably give him the disgusted look. He was used to such a thing, not being loved and always being fenced in by others. He wanted to be loved like he saw in his little run down TV, being hugged and kissing others. Even though no one would dare to kiss or hug anyone in this world anymore but he wanted to and he thought that was probably because he was the infected survivor.<br><br>Strangely, the girl wasn't inching away so he thought he would do something to scare her even more. He took her coffee and took a sip, meaning his lips would have touched the liquid that hers had been, this was almost like a indirect kiss. Which wouldn't have been a big deal but it is now as he could hear the whole store gasping and muttering words like. 'Savage' 'Monster' 'Killer' 'Cute'--..wait Cute? What weird person. He took the coffee down on the table and smiled so she would run away and he would get back to his papers on how flesh to flesh contact can cause many problems to them.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bloodplague (royan and pxc)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>privilegedXchore</strong> on <strong>24-07-2009, 04:51:06</strong>
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				Melanie's eyes cut upward to see what small uproar was causing her to again be distracted from her work. She had just quelled her imagination of what she wanted to do with the one man. However, her thoughts were stopped like a freight train when she looked up and saw the uproar was him, and he was sitting in front of her. She noticed the mark on his ear and was surprised, he was a survivor. <br><br>"Hi, can I help you?" He asked, his voice smooth, but not friendly. She tilted her head slightly as he then reached for her cup and took a sip. The voices in the coffee shop grew louder as she rolled her eyes. She watched as he egged them on, causing more chatter.<br><br>She knew from her mother that ones born from the infected had lived because they had been tested, and determined they were not carriers of the disease. They were very rare, and the Health Code did not like them much. They branded them to be dammed and always had some propaganda running to help keep the two sections of humans apart. They thought if doing so, they could weed out the Survivors, and in the end have their pure race.<br><br>However still to keep diseases down and sickness from spreading as rampant as it used to before the Code was put in place, strict rules were implemented about sharing. It was a way to get sick, a way to possibly die is what the Code told everyone. <br><br>Melanie's mom had told her otherwise. She knew she couldn't get sick or get the plague from a survivor, and she wanted to quiet the voices, so she sat forward in her chair, and softly began to speak to him, "I would take a drink after you, because I know you can't do anything to me. You can't scare me. But, then that would just make more noise." She said as she looked to a few guards as they approached. She quickly and quietly shooed them away, insisting she was fine. Still they replaced her coffee with a fresh one.<br><br>"Any reason you decided to interrupt my work?" She asked with a flushed look. She didn't know why he had been so bold, but she liked it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bloodplague (royan and pxc)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Royan</strong> on <strong>24-07-2009, 05:15:54</strong>
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				He eyed her, she was different probably better informed about the plague than these helpless citizens around who thinks I am going to spontaneously explode in to nothing more than a puddle of blood one day. It was as if the plague brought another religion, not too many believed in God anymore after that incident, they all believed in science and being pure. He watched the guards patting their little stick strapped around their waist as they glared at him. He is probably wondering how an infected survivor had gotten into the Higher Citizen block, but he had his ways. Although his house was still located on the lower citizen block he spent most of his time in the higher one, his mutation not only brought him great physical strength but made him smarter than normal.<br><br>He got to her question. "Why do I interrupt?" He said as he scratched the back of his head and leaned in, getting closer to her. "You were staring at me." He smiled and tapped at the back of his head. "Unlike you, I have another eye right here." He could hear the store taking him seriously and nodding. They probably wondered why he was not looking like a ugly mutant because 95% of the infected survivors were like that and having an eye at the back of his head would explain why. After all, people believe what they want to believe.<br><br>"Now, why did you interrupt -my- work? Hm?"<br><br>He said quietly, his voice drifting in to her ears sweetly; while the others shuddered from it as if a monster was screeching. He could feel the hostility within everyone, especially the guards who were dispatched almost every block or so due to the lower block escapees. He leaned back on the chair now as it hovered up on the air, just like every other chairs in this place. He glanced at the clock it was almost seven and he had forgotten to get his dinner. 'Hmm, what should I eat?' was on his head now, being distracted from the girl in front of him or the crowd giving him the looks.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bloodplague (royan and pxc)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>privilegedXchore</strong> on <strong>25-07-2009, 04:08:08</strong>
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				Melanie watched as the man relaxed in his chair as all the eyes in the shop were on him. She knew he didn't have much time before they would take him and return him back to the lower part of the city. She rolled her eyes as he joked about the possible mutation he may have because he was a survivor. She knew if he had such a visible mutation he wouldn't have sneaked in so well. <br><br>She was taken aback by his question, more at the fact she had been caught staring. She inhaled sharply. "Well, I apologize for the fact you might have taken my glance as a stare. You were mistaken." She said softly. She closed her book with the title 'BLOODPLAGUE and its Survivors' and tucked it into her knapsack. She stood, watched the stool swiftly float underneath the table, and the cleaning and disinfecting take place. <br><br>"And now if you don't mind, I'm going to find another place where I'm not being stared at to study my own work." She nodded to him, her hazel eyes meeting his. She began to walk away, realizing she felt so alive when she spoke to him, she didn't know why. She felt like she needed to run, or expend some energy. But she needed to at least a few more hours to gather some information. Her stomach grumbled slightly but she ignored it. She needed to study.
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