☆☆ Death Note~ The Shining New World ☆☆ {PM Only}{Rated M}

::: The way things are structured :::

Team Leaders:
Lei14 ~ Protagonists



There will be two factions. Protagonist and Antagonist.

In those two factions, there will be one leader/contact. ((Lei is the Contact for Protagonist, but as the thread "leader", anyone can PM her if they have a problem. =\ No matter which team you choose, Lei will do her best to help. >=O ))

So, in the Role-Play, we'll depend heavily on PMing each other (( whoever's on your team )) And working on a plot.

A Death Note Role play wouldn't be an easy task in the first place. >=\
Having this Pseudo "Buddy system" will actually make things much easier.


Now, I just have to find someone willing to be the "antagonist" Leader. Who wants to be evil!? XD


((I have a few people in mind.... So I'll go about asking. You have to have responsibility and
the obligation to answer all PM's-- No matter how bizarre ))


Then, The A-Team and the P-Team leaders will have to talk on a regular basis as well. So we can make sure everything runs smoothly. >_<; ((So... We'll all become best friends. Whether you like it or not. ))

It sounds hard, But I believe you guys can do it, and it IS a unique style of Role-playing.
This may be a cure to Lei's boredom. ((sounding a little Lightish, eh, Lei? XD ))

To sum it up-- We'll basically have two stories in one thread. The story of the Good Guys, and the story of the bad guys. They will intertwine and add the suspense that we know and love... The suspense that is "Death Note" >=3

((side Note: From now on, when I talk about sides....

Blue = Protagonists ((Ex. L Lawliet, Matsuda))
Red = Antagonist ((ex. Light Yagami, Misa Amane))

And.... I dunno. Green for Neutral. ((But not having friends is no fun. XD ))


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::: Rules Of the Role Play :::


Pretty much the same as the rules for the entire forum~

quote Arcane Prophet

Rules, Regulations and Requirements When Participating in an RP
When participating in a RP, the follow rules must be followed.

1. Members must be courteous when participating in an RP. They must wait for other members to take their parts in the RP before participating again. Double posting is the most serious level of this, and will not be tolerated in this forum unless it concerns the creator of the thread organizing/setting up the RP. (Such as the beginning of the RP)

2. Quality is a must. This forum is not to be an easy way to add to your post count. Please use proper grammar and punctuation when posting. All posts must be at least seven lines long.

3. Respect fellow members. Flaming and/or turning RPs into a "get *insert member name here*" thread will not be tolerated.

4. Only join and participate in an RP if you are willing to take it seriously. Members put a lot of hard work into their RPs and you should respect that to a level that if you are going to participate in their RPs you will be willing to take their work seriously and remain committed to it.

5. The Role Play forum is intended for the enjoyment of all participants. It is an apolitical zone. Posts or entire role plays which are obviously intended to insult or offend other members based on political affiliation, religion, ethnicity, gender, sexual orientation or any other consideration will be deleted immediately. The author of such a post/thread will receive notification of the deletion and an attendant warning. Repeated actions of this type will result in the issuance of disciplinary sanctions up to and including permanent site-wide banishment.

~~I don't want to be judgmental, but we are looking for quality entries for this role play. If you cannot come up with an entry, then please don't post what I like to call "Fillers" ((Posts that don't contribute to the plot at all. It's alright to be good humored, or post something to develop a character, but a constant use of such entries will result in a reprimanding from Lei. >=[ )) .... PM Lei, and she will help you to develop a plot/post. Don't hesitate to ask if you need help. ^_~

~~While this Role-Play will be relatively structured, We still do not tolerate "God-Modding"-- If you have an idea for something Major, That requires another person's character ((Or any of the original main characters)) Please PM whoever is in charge of the said character. ((In the main characters case, once again, Please PM Lei. ))


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:::: Character Sheets ::::

Name:
Alias: ((Keep in mind that you can be killed easily with your face and name. So in the Role-play, you'll probably use your alias for your character much more often than you'll use your real name. ))
Age:
Side: Protagonist/ Antagonist/ Neutral
Occupation:
Race: Human/ Shinigami
Death Note: (( Do you posses one?))
If yes, then do you also have the "Shinigami eyes"?- ((Shinigami eyes allow you to see the name and Life span of any person you looks at, so long as they don't have their face covered.))
If yes, Who is the shinigami that governs your note book?- ((Ex. Light had Ryuk, Misa has Rem.))
Appearance:
Personality:
Biography:

Weapon: ((Since this isn't a fantasy, weapons are limited to guns/knives—And even so, You cannot bear them unless it fits your character. For example, police officers are allowed to carry guns.))

((Fun stuff))
Quirks:
Talents:

Extra: whatever else you want to add

::::: New Characters :::::

::::Protagonist::::
Leader ~ Lei14




Name: Ayano Tokunaga ((Lei14))
Alias : Yukiko Sakurai (rarely used, since she doesn't have to worry about dying if someone writes down her current name)
Real name: Hikari Endo
Age: 16 ((apparently she skipped a grade of school, as she is a senior in Light's class))
Side: Protagonist
Occupation: Student, waitress, volunteer.
Death note: No. (However, Ayano seems to have a stronger "sixth sense" than others-- To the point where she can feel the presence of a shinigami, but not to the point of where she can hear/see them.)
Appearance: *Picture Coming Soon*
Even though she's of a Japanese background, her appearance is unusual in the fact that she has Blue Eyes. (She believes her biological father must be foreign)
She's 5'1, and seems a bit touchy about the fact that she's not growing any taller. Aya claims that her long hair is the only thing that's feminine about her, and warns others not to underestimate her because of her appearance.
Aya wears baggy clothes, and doesn't show any interest in being "cute"--She may just be shy about showing her girlish side, but in light of her personality, it's unlikely.

Personality:
In her daily life, Ayano is a quite, reserved, and polite student. She doesn't express her opinions freely, and comes off as a meek girl to the general public. This is revealed to be a façade, as in reality, she is quite brilliant-- even though she claims that "Just Knowing facts isn't the same as being intelligent." She possesses a keen insight, and is able to identify the true characters of the people who surround her. Even so, she exhibits the naivety of youth, in that she wants to be able to trust others very much.

Surprisingly, Ayano has a very hot temper. She is usually able to put a damper on her anger before things get out of hand, but on the occasion she will let her emotions get the best of her. This emotional weakness tends to embarrass her, and she becomes flustered by her own actions--This shows that one of Ayano's biggest flaws is her impulsiveness. Though She claims that sometimes, there are tasks that only a reckless idiot can accomplish.

Due to an incident in her past, She is somewhat androphobic ((Though, she's more violent towards men than she is afraid.)) Her phobia does not prevent her from talking with men, but rather, she becomes extremely nervous if they are to stand too close to her. Invading her space is a rather foolish action, as it sometimes results in a fierce outburst.

Some would say Aya is more wise than intelligent, since she is well aware that there are many forms of right and wrong. She believes that no one has the right to label the world as black and white, as one man's sin is another man's virtue. Her wisdom often leads her to realize the truth before others, even if she herself does not realize this. ((she often has hunches, that unfortunately end up coming true.))

Her Mottos are~

"Never trust your eyes--They can either be your most sincere ally, or the biggest liar you know."

"Never fail to question the world around you."

And

"Never underestimate the power of a hormonally imbalanced woman."


Ayano does her best to be kind and empathetic towards others, but she often falls short of understanding them fully. (Even if she tries to start a conversation, it usually ends up in an uncomfortable silence.) All of this put together makes Ayano a socially-awkward person, so she doesn't have many friends. That added with her tendency to make odd statements/connections, and her subtle signs of autism, make Ayano a rather unusual character.

Biography:

A Classmate of Light Yagami's-- It's presumed that they've known each other for quite some time, and that they were in the same class during middle school. (Though, they've never really gotten past the stage of "Mere acquaintances" ) When she was a child, she was abused by her step father. Her Real father's identity remains unknown, as her abandoned Aya's mother during pregnancy. After Aya's Mother found out what was going on, she left her husband and took Aya with her to Tokyo. Back then, she was still "Hikari Endo", but had to change her name as a precaution, should "that man" ever decide to try and find them. ((So to anyone who doesn't know her from beforehand, they believe her name is really "Ayano")) In Tokyo, Her Mother struggled to support the both of them, leaving Aya with a guilt that still haunts her to this day. While it was hard to get by, Aya was still happy to be able to live her life without the fear of being harmed.

However, it wasn't long before another tragedy had taken hold of Aya's life.

This left Ayano alone in the world, and questioning "What had she done to make God angry with her?"--At thirteen, she was adopted by a kindly police officer (Akio Tokunaga) at the age of 13. He had felt sympathy for the girl, and even though he had yet to start a family of his own, he still decided to accept her. She refers to him as "konomashii-Father" ((Which basically means nice, acceptable father)) as opposed to "Step-Father". She does her best to be a "Good Daughter" for him, and takes care of the cooking and cleaning of their apartment. Recently, He was transferred to a police-station in Okinawa, but Ayano stayed behind so she could finish school. (So currently, she lives alone) In order to make things easier for him, she has a part time job, despite her already stressful schedule. She brushes it off, saying that if she doesn't keep busy, she'd go out of her mind.

Because her Father is a policeman, she greatly admires and respects the police force. Aya, like Light, has helped the police force out with a few cases before. Though her level of her inductive reasoning isn't on level with Light's-- so she often resigns herself to filing papers or drafting documents. ((Still, this indirectly gives her access to information that the public does not receive.))

She is also planning to attend a college in Tokyo, as opposed to Okinawa. (Though, she hasn't given it any other thought since then. So she's yet to pick a school in which she will attend. )



Quirks:
~Despite being intelligent, she doesn't apply herself in school. (Though, others dislike her for the fact that she makes good grades without even trying)
~ While she has excellent eye hand coordination, the same does not apply to her legs. ((In short, she can trip over anything and everything…. Even if there was nothing in her walking path.))
~Ayano has poor circulation, so she gets cold easily. It is for this reason that she abhors any form of cold weather and/or Chilled foods.
~If Ayano is displeased by an action, she will normally say "Ah, so you're THAT kind of guy…. " And this is usually followed by an insult or a heated glare.
~If she is interested in a subject or a turn of events, she will label it as "Bizarre"
~Even though she's supposed to be a modern teenager, Aya is at a loss when it comes to technology. She doesn't have a cell phone or a home computer, but she manages to stay "Up-to-date" via the television and newspapers.
~She's upset that she has more flaws than good things about her.

Talents:
~Photographic Memory
~ Deciphering Code
~Cooking
~ Poetry ((She's actually a well-known poet, under the name of 'Hikari E'))


((Extra))
Ayano's ever-changing list of things that make her angry:
~Perverts
~Men in general
~People who believe in "Love at first sight" (Misa)
~People who choose to be ignorant.
~Being teased (even if it's playful teasing)
~Telemarketers
~Men in hats
~Minoru Akaike

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Name: Kage Akamatsou ((Zero_is_just_cool))
Real Name: Oliver Hitoshi
Possible Alias: Gerry Zabazou / The Warlock
Age: 17
Side: Protagonist
Occupation: Student, Tutor, "Detective trainee"
Race: Human
Death Note: No.

Appearance: Has messy brownish blond hair, apparently only because of recessive genes. Other than that has clear Nipponese ancestry.
He stands 178 centimeters high and has medium build with toned muscles.
He likes to wear his own style, be it casual or black tie. Mostly wears black clothes under red or wine colored ones (and sometimes jeans, too).

Personality: Kage has a Zen attitude and polite behavior. While he is very friendly and sometimes talkative Kage is very respectful and reserved about certain matters such as personal life, his and others'. His eccentric way and clothes can make him stand out on a crowd, especially if you are not looking for him. He is very intelligent, and would probably have one of the highest I.Q. ratings in the country (among students) if he agreed on taking the test. In situations of excitement, his behavior changes quite drastically. He becomes fairly aggressive and quick to act. Still, that does not mean at all he will act purely on impulse and every move will still be carefully measured.

Kage thinks things through and keeps himself ahead of everybody else all the time, but prefers not to plan too ahead of himself. He bases such preference in his own unpredictability, as "no matter how perfect a play can be, sometimes the winds will blow the pieces". The less turns it takes, the likely to have a piece blown by the wind. He also works constantly with the idea of "cause/consequence" and will always take his time evaluating the outcome of a certain action. When is time to act, however, he is fast and does not hesitate. His actions are carefully planned, but always have instant effect.

He is emotionally strong and is very unlikely to lose his mind or act foolishly. Kage can't be at all bothered by any kind of behavior and is never upset or angry. He claims that the only time someone ever got the best of him was in the age of 11.

Kage is very intuitive and skillful, but has problems identifying other people's thoughts and emotions without analyzing them logically. While it might not seem like it, he lets his emotions interfere in his judgment more then he would wish to. As such he might exaggerate when attempting to counter that flaw.

Kage is aware that there is no definitive view of what is wrong or what is right but has pretty solid ideals and beliefs. That said, he may not always act according to the law, if the situation needs such actions.

Biography: Attends to the same school as Light (although they never managed to have an acquaintance).

Born Oliver Hitoshi (name given by his father, Take Hitoshi, who passed away) was renamed after his grandfather. His mother, Kaede Akamatsou, then moved to Yokohama to start life anew. Kage maintained a good performance in school, being an well-educated and very polite kid, although he would often sleep during classes and seldom studied at home. At the age of 11, his teacher managed to make the entire classroom mock him about how he never paid attention to classes and always seemed to be lost in his thoughts. In response he spoke for about 5 minutes, without using bad language at all. As a result, three kids left the school, the teacher was fired, the school sued, and he was invited to leave the school by the principal. It was the only time he ever lost it and did something without evaluating the consequences.

After a little while Kage decided to move to Tokyo and live with his cousin Heero to finish his studies. Heero is a detective workaholic, so Kage had to handle things pretty much on his own since then. Kage has shown interest in his cousin's line of work and has become somewhat a trainee, sometimes to the point of accompanying him to meetings at the police station. Kage refuses, however, to help in any police case, claiming both that he would be of no help and that his cousin does not need his help (basically he sticks around and observes). Heero, however, has acknowledged several times that Kage will make an excellent detective, and is constantly trying to get him more involved actively with his work.

Kage also tutors a couple of kids two days every week.

Quirks:
-His body reacts negatively to caffeine (He cannot drink coffee or soft drinks). Ingesting caffeine to a small degree makes him hyperactive. Larger amounts of it will result in something similar to severe Panic Attacks.
-Owns about thirty wine-colored blazers, and is always wearing one, even during his sleep.
-Has two phone numbers. One which he keeps off all the time due the ridiculous amount of people who calls him, and only uses to make calls. The other number he only gives to people who he actually wishes to get calls from and always makes sure the person knows that number is not to be given without his knowledge.
-Considers himself "clearly unpredictable", and will proudly prove it to anyone curious about it, give time.
-Likes to play pranks on the telephone, claiming to be "The Warlock".
-Has a videogame addiction.
-Sometimes plays dating simulators, but does it with complete and absolute secrecy.

Talents:
Negotiation
Counter Intelligence
High Perception
Cleaning
Many Great Contacts



Kage Akamatsou Best Game Series Ever:

Biohazard
Kingdom Hearts
Golden Sun
Final Fantasy
Guitar Hero
The Legend of Zelda
Fire Emblem
Disgaea
Broken Sword
Monkey Island





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Name: William Edward Griffiths ((Tiger of Wu))
Alias: He has many, his most common are Charles Smith, Jeremy Peterstone and Liam Jones. His codename for police operations is Weg.
Age: 28
Side: Protagonist
Occupation: Traveller
Race: Human
Death Note: No, No and No
Appearance: Weg is half English and half Indian, giving him a light brown skin colour. He usually wears any form of hat on his head, covering a scar which he received when he was ten years old. The hat he wears depends on the rest of his clothes, but can be anything from a Cap to a Trilby. He usually dresses smart/casual (That mostly consisting of dark jeans and some form of shirt). He is 6'3, has an average body build and short but clean stubble.

Personality: Weg is usually very quiet unless if he has something important to say. He is a very deep and philosophical person but never speaks about it unless asked. He always keeps his emotions held down and is always calm, in control at all times. Weg can unintentionally sometimes act as though he is better than others, which makes some people dislike him, but he doesn't care. He always thinks before acting, is very independent and even when working with a team he may do things alone if he thinks necessary. Some would say he is cynical, he just says that he can see the world for what it is. When alone he likes to listen to classical music and he carries with him several doses of a designer government drug, which he stole the recipe for, which is like caffeine but it isn't addictive.

Biography: When Willian Edward Griffiths was ten years old he was happy, loving, intelligent and very mature for his age. He would always be able to put a smile on the face of anyone who was said and loved to help people. He lived with his parents, his father an English lawyer and his mother an Indian house wife... until one night he heard loud screams as he tried to sleep. He crept downstairs to see what was going on and saw his parents sitting in their living room, sitting in a puddle of their own blood. A man was standing in front of them, his back to William, holding a knife. Both he and the weapon were covered in blood. Two Indian swords were mounted on a plaque nearby, a gift to the family from his mothers uncle, supposedly to bring good luck. The swords were for decorative and ceremonial purposes, so they weren't very sharp, but could still do some damage. William grabbed one of the swords and charged at the man. Hearing this the murderer turned around and received a sword through his chest. He tried to get William slashing the blade wildly and caught him on the head before falling over, dead. The cut wasn't deep enough to do any major damage, but deep enough to leave a lifetime scar. He grabbed the knife and hid it away, thinking that if the police saw two weapons they would be suspicious of him. After the police had came they took William to the station. Luckily for William a man who worked for the FBI came and took him away. Later William would learn this man didn't work for the FBI... he worked for a man named Watari. After gathering up some of his stuff (including the knife he had hidden) he was taken to Wammy's house, an orphanage for the gifted, and met Watari. He was told that the killer of his parents was an angered Yakuza member, probably taking revenge after Williams father successfully got one of the head Yakuza sent to prison. William was told that the best way for him to exact revenge was to become a detective and make sure all the 'bad guys' would be sent to prison. Watari offered to help train William as an investigator and William accepted. Taking the codename J he worked and trained along with another gifted orphan of the codename K. Unfortunately William was too hotheaded and impulsive to become a great detective and when he was seventeen had a big argument with Watari because K was chosen to help with a case about a serial murderer while he was left to study. After making up with Watari, William understood he wasn't good enough to be a detective for Watari and left Wammy's house, leaving it's future in the hands of three promising children, L, Mello and Near.
William started using different names in the hope that he wouldn't be tracked by Watari or the Yakuza. For seven years of his life Watari kept William safe but now he was on his own and needed to be cautious. He travelled the world in search of wisdom, learning many different things from many different people. Over the course of ten years his personality changed drastically. Instead of being rash and impulsive he was cool and calm. Unfortunately when he spoke to Watari about going back to Wammy's house he was turned down because they wished to focus all of their attention on L, Mello and Near. At that moment William knew that when he left Wammy's house he left the title of J with it. He still kept in contact with Watari but not as often as he might have hoped. He still understood why this was and didn't blame him. William now travels the world searching for enlightenment and trying his hardest to help put any bad person behind bars. He has aided in a few different police cases under the name of Weg.


Weapon: Weg carries the knife which was used to kill his parents with him at all times. It has rubber around the handle and a golden pattern of a dragon along the blade. While spending a year in china Weg had an interest in martial arts and even though he didn't train in hand to hand combat he learnt how to use knives efficiently. He may not be a master with his knife, but knows how to handle it.


Quirks:

• He often enjoys lying down outdoors while it is raining claiming it makes him happy and makes it easier to think about things clearly.
• He tends to refer to people by nicknames he gives them based on things that stand out about them rather than there actual names (e.g. If he were to meet Aizawa (First season Anime version) he would call him Afro)
• The hat he wears to cover his scar usually depends on the mood he is in (I won't tell you which is which, you can figure it out.)

Talents:

• Very good actor
• Can think fast to get out of bad situations
• He is good at parkour (free running)
• Even though he is not on the same level as L, compared to the average person Weg would be considered a genius.

Extra: To hide what his caffeine like drug really is he tells people he is diabetic and it is insulin.





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Name: James Desonto ((Dragon Warrior1))
Alias: Ian Tochiro
Age: 21
Side: Protagonist
Occupation: No occupation, but has decetive experience
Race: Human
Death Note: Yes.
Eyes: No
Shinigami: Ginkan
Appearance: James
Personality: Kind of depressing personality, but when you get to know him well enough, he is actually happy.

Biography: James used to be a detective during his younger days. Even when he was just about 2 feet tall he wanted to be one. After becoming a detective when he was 20, he retired after failing to solve a case that was quite attatched to him in some way. Still, with enough experience to become a detective, he might be remembered and called upon one day. Thats what he wishes.

Weapon: Death Note

Talents: Can juggle. Yes, very strange and lets keep it that way. Not sure when he learned to or how he can use it, but he knows he can.

Extra: He has restless leg syndrome, which also adds to his unnatural impatience.


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Name: Leon Mancini ((Rust))

Alias: Kerberos (used for very mistrusted people), Carlos Mathogo (Has been used most), he also has a tendency to make up alias' on the fly

Age: 57

Side: Protagonist

Occupation: Freelance Detective

Race: Human

Death Note: No, no, no

Appearance: Leon is confined to a wheelchair. If he wasn't, he would stand at 5 foot 10 feet tall. Although his lower body has been left for dead, so to speak, his upper body makes up for it with strong muscles. His hair is a salt and pepper color, more salt than pepper due to the tremendous stress he had piled on him over the years. His eyes are a stunning blue color that shows no emotion. In fact, his face doesn't show any emotion as he seems to be emotionless.

Personality: Leon seems to have no personality at all, but that's just a facade. When someone really gets to know him, he starts to open up, if only slightly. There's hardly any differences to his friendly side and his professional side. Although he has been known to crack a joke or two on occasion, he is mostly serious.

Biography: Most of Leon's past has been destroyed in terms of records, on Leon's request, but he remembers much of his life without problems. Ever since he was out of high school, he had been part of the police. Through the years, he started going higher and higher through the ranks due to his high dependability, will to act, and intelligence. One day, his last day of patrol before getting an office job, he witnessed a woman about to be raped. Doing what every good cop would, he radioed in for back-up and attempted to stop the rapist. The woman escaped, but in a short gunfight between the two, the rapist was shot dead and Leon was shot in both legs.

It was later learned that the shots had hit nerves vital for his legs to work and that he would be confined to a wheelchair for the rest of his life. Although this would deter any other cop, Leon persisted. He became a private detective, but that soon bored him. He started tackling bigger and bigger cases as an adviser until it became evident that he held a place in intellect close to that of Deneuve, the world's 3rd best detective. From then on out, Leon started working on cases that interested him, rather than was demanded of him. He found that it was much easier to do things this way as he had time to relax and release stress.

Nearly all of Leon's immediate family (Wife, son and daughter, younger sister and brother-in-law) were killed in cold blood. The shock of this happening all at once, and after a particularly stressing case, left the detective with no voice. He became mute from that day on. His sister's son, however, survived due to being at a friend's house that night. Leon now takes care of his nephew as if he were taking care of his long lost son.

Weapon: None

Quirks:
~Doesn't talk. It's hard to tell whether this is because he is mute or just doesn't want to
~Is always chewing on a toothpick. The toothpicks are also the loophole behind Leon's seemingly emotionless states. Depending on how fast he goes from one toothpick to another is how some can figure out what type of mood he's in.
~Always has at least 4 rubber bands, two on each wrist. When it comes to where he needs to think extensively, he ends up toying with a rubber band.

Talents:
~Deductive reasoning
~Inductive reasoning
~Quick thinker
~Hardly lets emotions come into the picture

Extra: Leon's wheelchair looks almost like a typical wheelchair. Totally black, big back wheels for him to push himself and foot rests so he's not dragging his useless legs on the floor. The oddest thing about the wheelchair is that, under the seat and between the wheels, is a black box. Inside this black box is a small oven powered by a large battery. Near one of the arm rests is a small tube that leads straight into the fire that Leon uses to drop toothpicks, broken rubber bands, and notes down to burn. Due to the heat, there is usually a pocket of warm air around the wheelchair. On the arm rest is a small keyboard; with this keyboard he types out everything he needs to say.


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Name: Rusty Ravelli ((Rust))

Alias: Orthrus (When around a very mistrusted person), Harvey McPherson (has been used most), he also has a tendency to make up alias' on the fly


Age: 19

Side: Protagonist

Occupation: Detective Leon's ward

Race: Human

Death Note: No, no, no

Appearance: Rusty is a handsome young man who stands nearly 6 feet tall. His hair is a deep orange-red color and a bit on the long side, but is always messy. Just like Leon, he has stunning blue eyes that seem to attract many women. His body is also rather filed out, both upper and lower torsos. In his ear, he wears a hardly noticeable earpiece that blends in with his skin.

Personality: Most of the time Rusty is light hearted and honest, but in times of need he's composed and serious. Unlike most of the people his age, he knows when to switch between the two when necessary. He also tends to be highly charismatic, a stark opposite of the man he cares for.

Biography: Rusty was a star in high school. Head of the track team and #1 in each class and in high school overall. Life seemed to be going quite well for the optimistic young man. He lived a fairly decent life and was accepted into all the top schools in America. Unfortunately, his life soon took a turn for the worst. His parents were soon murdered, leaving without a home to return to. His uncle, Leon Mancini, took him in as the boy slowly became more and more reclusive to the world around him.

Leon, knowing of Rusty's intellect, offered him a job helping to catch criminals. Rusty accepted in hopes of finding his family's killer one day. Ever since, he's been traveling with Leon and has regained his old composure of optimism and enthusiasm. Due to the unusually short periods of time that it takes Leon to catch these criminals, not much time has passed between graduation and the present.

Weapon: A Colt .45 for use in life threatening situations only

Quirks:
~Has an odd combination of ADHD and OCD that makes him interesting to watch when he starts contradicting himself.
~Tends to be fascinated by fire
~Always seems to be listening to some form of music. What he listens to changes on a daily basis
~Has a weakness for women, but not to the point where it would threaten his job, himself, or Leon

Talents:
~Great people skills
~Quick thinker
~Amazing mind
~One hell of a video game player

Extra: In one ear, Rusty has an earpiece; in the other, he has an iPod. While the second one isn't important, the first is. The earpiece is hooked up by a secure radio line to Leon's keyboard. While Leon types, the programming sends a signal to the earpiece which then starts saying the words that are being typed. It helps to keep conversations quiet as well as quick and efficient.

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Name: Z
Alias: Shawn,X,Seth,Erik
Age:21
Side:Protagonist
Occupation:Unemployed/Theif
Race: Human
Death Note: No
Appearance: Close cropped red hair and blue eyes. Z is of medium height and slim. He wears well made suits, usually stolen.
Personality:Z is very sarcastic. He usually only speaks when spoken to and often says no more than ten words a day. He has an aptitude for puzzles, and thinks of the wild, crazy solution before the obvious one.
Biography: Unknown. (Find out over the course of the plot)
Weapon: Fists.
Quirks:Z has OCD and obsesses over cleanliness.
Talents:An excellent magician and guitar player. If it requires fast hands, Z's good at it.


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Name: Chieko Suzuki.
Alias:[/b] Minori Asakura.
[b]Age: 17.
Side: Protagonist.
Occupation: A student at Light's school.
Race: Human.
Death Note: No, No, No.
Appearance: Chieko has an odd appearance for a Japanese girl, because of her light-brown, shoulder-length locks and dark-green eyes. Her skin is pale, and if she's out in the sun for awhile she'll get a small tan. She usually has her hair sloppily tied in a green hair tie. Chieko stands at 5'5.
Personality: She's one of those characters that blossoms throughout a show or book. At first, she's quiet and reserved, preferring not to talk to anybody. Once the story progresses, though, she'll become more social and outspoken, and gain more of a "personality" to her personality.
Biography: Never really having a firm place of residence, Chieko and her family have always moved around Japan, ever since Chieko had turned five. Since she moved so much, once every few months, Chieko never devoted time into a friendship or a relationship. Somewhere in the middle school years, her parents divorced, and Chieko and her older sister Natsumi have sided with their mother, settling in the Kanto region of Japan. Despite the fact they've lived there for several years, Chieko hasn't devoted any time to friendships or relationships and has kept to herself; always being the good girl.

Quirks:

* Messes with her hair.
* Stares into space while looking at certain people or things, so it looks like she's staring at you.

Talents:

* Black belt in martial arts.
* Cooking.
* Writing.

Extra:

* Has a dog named Cho.


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Leader~ Ishilar04

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Name: Mohinder Gupta ((Lord Venace))
Alias: Venace Kupo
Real name: Sitaram Kishenchand Venkatanarasimharajuvaripeta Vajpayee Lal
Age: 61
Side: Antagonist
Occupation: Pet breeder/trainer, animal smuggler
Death note: Yes.
Shinigami eyes: None
Shinigami: Yum

Appearance: Standing at 4'11 and weighing slightly more than a 100 pounds, Mohinder is a withered dwarf of a man whose build bears more semblance to a skeleton rather than a human. He is a full-blooded indian, giving him ebony skin. Age has reduced his hair to nothing more than a white rim around his hair. He usually wears a blue or black shirt underneath a white blazer with matching trousers.

Personality: Mohinder is cheery and highly amicable, a classic example of the approachable grandfather figure. However, his veneer of friendliness is nothing more than a facade; a shallow, emotionless pretense that masks a personality immersed in analytical, sanguinary intelligence.

Incomprehensibly twisted and much learned in philosophy, Mohinder believes that ideals and opinions are worthless; as they are nothing more than another facet of humanity's great lie. He believes that justice is nothing more than a ludicrous fantasy spawned from the delusions of civilization. The notion of justice is but a governing authority's enforcement their definition of right and wrong. Morality is meaningless and hampers the machinations of logic.

Evil, to him, is a driving force of the greatness. When coupled with a firm intellect, it allows one to kill, maim, rob, torment and manipulate without even a flicker of crippling remorse. It breeds corruption, engenders greed and cultivates the essence of survival. Innocence is interchangeable with ignorance, if not non-existent, and conscience is a self-inflicted burden by fools.

Despite his views, Mohinder has a great love for animals. His one, true passion lies in his pets, and he is only sincere in his regard. Nevertheless, that doesn't stop him from occasionally killing one or two for the fun of it.

Quirks:
~ Mohinder does not have a cellphone or internet.
~ Mohinder is obsessed with zoo tycoon, and he derives pleasure in feeding his zoo guests to the saltwater crocodiles. Ever since the dinosaur and marine expansion set, he has changed his executioners of the 'unworthy pixel-challenged scum' to the T-rex and great white shark.
~ Mohinder is an author of two philosophy books 'Devil's heart' and 'The Satan effect' under the alias of 'V Kupo'. neither have yet to become a New York Times Best seller.
~ Mohinder has more than 25 breeds of shrimp in his pet collection.
~ Unlike Kira, Mohinder targets the unproductive, the mentally inhibited and the dregs of society, as well as those who actively threatens nature. He also targets certain races more than others.

Talents:
~ Animal handling, care, training and breeding
~ Fluent in Indian, Japanese, English, Chinese and a variety of Chinese dialects. He also knows the American Sigh language.
~ High perception
~ Excellent acting skills
~ Great understanding of psychology


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Name: Kyllikki Paju ((Aulis Vaara))
Alias: Yasu Tsukino, Yuki Kurosawa (she is mostly known by this name)
Age: 19
Side: Antagonist
Occupation: Student (she'll be starting at uni once the new school year starts, currently not doing anything at all)
Race: Human
Death Note: Yes
Shinigami Eyes: Yes
Shinigami: Noa

Appearance: Originally a blond haired girl, Yuki dyes her hair pitch black, as she really dislikes her own natural color. She has bright blue eyes, but she also covers up those with colored contacts, turning her eyes bright red and yellow, and cat-like, scaring off most people. While her face is also a bit pale -though not extremely, she just doesn't get much sunlight- it doesn't really have any unique features, though she is of course easily recognized as a foreigner.
She is roughly 5'4 tall and of a skinny build. She always wears black or gothic clothing, though not in the 'popular' hyped kind of way Misa Amane does. As opposed to Misa Amane, she doesn't have a cute, cheerful exterior, but a quite serious and rather sad look. Though she does wear pink tights and or underwear on occasion, making her immediately much more feminine than demonic.

Despite her 'evil' appearance, Yuki always walks around with her Eyore-plushie in a hand, regardless of where she goes. It is a strange sight for any other people, and it makes even more of them stay away from. She usually holds the donkey by an ear, but always makes sure nothing bad happens to it. The rest of the Winnie the Pooh gang are present in her room, sitting or lying on her bed, awaiting her return every night.

Personality: She is quite the quiet girl, especially around groups. While she can have a good conversation one-on-one, or possibly in a small group of friends, she prefers to keep silent and listen. In groups she can't even think of anything to say, although she may vehemently defend her position if someone attacks it. Though this is far from often, given her open-mindedness, she does not easily feel attacked.

Yuki is also a rather lazy person. While she has a death note, she barely uses it, only when she finds it necessary. Though when she does, her murders are always very elaborate schemes taking days to unfold, though she's never done one that took the full twenty three days. Her murders are never heart attacks, since she likes to be creative.

She is very independent, and somewhat of a rebel. If someone tries to impose an opinion on her, she'll more often than not pick the other side, if only to annoy the other person. On top of that, she no longer has a worldly sense of right and wrong, and sees death as the conclusion of life. She has no problems killing any person, as their time must be up sometime, it's ridiculous to try and fight off the inevitable. Thus she is absolutely not afraid to die either and would even welcome the chance to end this pointless existence, but in spite of that she is not suicidal and remains among the living until someone bests her or she is randomly struck down by nature, or a shinigami.

And finally, Yuki takes things the way they come, not worrying too much about the specific outcome of things, even if they are potentially dangerous to her. She's not much of a planner, and thus manages to surprise people by her improvisations in critical situations. One of the consequences of this is that she hides secrets in plain sight of others, because hiding them away would require planning.

Biography: Kyllikki was born in Finland, Europe, just over 19 years ago. She lived peacefully until after her seventeenth birthday when her parents died in a plane crash, a plane she should've been on, but wasn't because the father of her best friend had had a heart attack and died. She was taken in by her rich uncle, the man seemed to neglect her mostly however, and had only taken her in because of his political interests.

In the days that followed, she found a note, inscribed upon it the text 'Death Note'. She didn't believe the notebook at first of course and put it aside as a good joke. But when the shinigami Noa appeared besides her, she had no choice but to admit it was real. Her first victim was her rich uncle, after a quickly debilitating disease that raged through the man for a little over two weeks, he finally succumbed in his sleep. Kyllikki inherited everything.

After a test or two more over the course of the next year, Kyllikki made plans to move to Japan, where the Kira case had just begun. No-one had yet suspected someone was behind it, though they would soon realize it. It was just a huge number of bizarre heart attacks then, but Kyllikki had known better from the start. So she donned the alias Yuki Kurosawa and using her acquired fortune, she made plans to move to Japan, she wanted to be in the middle of it, so that she could make things more interesting. After all, taking out the right person at the right time in a random accident could make all the difference in the world.

Weapon: A pen. The pen is mightier than the sword.
While that is true in its own right, it's nothing compared to a pen combined with a death note.

Quirks:

Yuki loves watching cartoons, especially things like the Looney Tunes and Winnie the Pooh. Her favorite movies of all time are Monsters Inc, Tigger's Movie (sooo cute) and the Adventures of Elmo in Grouchland.

Yuki likes to sleep late because she is not a morning person.

Yuki hides her talking to Noa by talking to her Eyore-plushie.

Yuki gets little to no exercise.

Like most females, Yuki loves chocolate.

Despite killing, she still has a somewhat childish innocence about her.

Talents:

Hiding things in plain sight.

Her plans can take long times to unfold, but because they are adjusted often due to her lack of planning. This makes them hard to counteract.

Yuki can easily figure out new technologies.



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Name: Andrew Jonathon ((Ishilar04))
Alias:
1. Minoru Akaike
2. Matsu Hirayama
3. Ray Asuko
Age: 17
Side: All of them (explained later)
Occupation: Student at Light's school
Race: Human
Death Note: Yes.
Shinigami Eyes: Yes
Shinigami: Xias
Biography: Andrew's parents were Japanese citizens who moved to America a year before his birth. They became American citizens and intended to remain there for the rest of their lives. Andrew was born and given an "American" name. Up until Andrew's second birthday, the family was happy. Andrew's father, however, during Andrew's second year of age, suffered a heart attack and died. The family plummeted into debt. Andrew's mother remarried the ringleader of a traveling circus. The step-father was quite nice to Andrew and taught him how to eat fire and juggle knives and the like. Andrew was allowed to perform along with the circus. Things went well into Andrew turned 6. The family was financially stable once again and Andrew's mother decided it was time to leave the circus. Andrew begged to stay, but even the other circus performers didn't want him along. Andrew didn't want it to end and, like a child, threw a tantrum and ran away. He came across a black notebook on the ground. A Death Note. Andrew met the Shinigami Xias. The sight of a monster terrified the child and left him traumatized. Traumatized, Andrew developed amnesia and upon awaking, found the entire circus crew and his mother slaughtered. Xias informed Andrew that a person with a Death Note had killed them. After that, Andrew began to develop multiple personalities as he grew to understand the powers of his own Death Note. After his mother's death and the death of the entire circus crew, Andrew was taken into an orphanage where Andrew keened his intellect night and day, intent on finding the owner of the Deathnote that destroyed his life. As he grew, Andrew came to also suspect a Death Note role in the earlier death of his father as well as that of his mother. As a result, Andrew has vowed to kill all owners of a Death Note as well as any Shinigami he can, though he accepts that he cannot will a Shinigami to die, especially since it is immensely difficult to see them without having touched their Death Notes.
Upon hearing of Kira, Andrew moved to Japan and began investigating his first target and in order to track down holders of Death Notes more easily, he has traded Xias for Shinigami Eyes, believing himself capable of eliminating holders of Death Notes and the notebooks of death themselves before his time is up. By this time, the personalities in Andrew have fully developed. All three personalities took on three different aliases. The Andrew that hunts the Death Note holders calls himself Minoru Akaike. The second personality, is completely insane and kills for the hell of it is Matsu Hirayama. Matsu is intrigued by Kira, the first owner of a Death Note Andrew has encountered, and wishes to test which of them is "stronger" although smarter would be the better word for it. The third and final personality is one that strives for a divine justice similar to Light's. He wishes to meet with Kira so as to make a combined effort and cleanse the world. He calls himself Ray Asuko. Three personalities. One body. One target: Light Yagami. And they will do anything to attain their goals.
One thing to note is that none of Andrew's personalities are aware the others exist. Thus when one personality takes over, it has no idea what the other personalities have been doing as Andrew.
Minoru could be considered a protagonist as he will work to find Kira and kill him.
Matsu is neutral: He just wants to kill indiscriminately, siding with neither force
Ray is an antagonist who will throw in his lot with Kira.
Personality: It depends on which personality is in control.
Minoru: Minoru is shy around girls and has trouble conversing with them as a result. He will respond if spoken to, but other than that, Minoru keeps to himself most of the time, preferring to observe events.
Matsu: If Minoru is white, Matsu is black. Matsu is very loud and boisterous and really doesn't care what people think of him and thus has no trouble talking with women (and hitting on them as well.) When in control, Matsu is very perverted and has no reservations about checking out a girl's "situation" as he calls it. Matsu has no reservations about killing and does it frequently when in control.
Ray: Ray is a "normal" person in that he is neither loud like Matsu nor reclusive like Minoru. He is the "inbetween" and possesses a charming smile and wit, making him popular with his classmates. Very social, but not to the point of Matsu's boisterous attitude.

Traits shared by all three: A keen intellect, very high observational skills, a desire to find Kira, and a strong dislike of chocolate

Appearance: Andrew is tall and lithe, standing a grand 6' and as thin as a toothpick. Not to say Andrew doesn't eat. He eats constantly whenever he can, but his metabolism reflects his height in that it is also extremely high. A mess of black hair covers dark green eyes.

Minoru dresses casually, much like L, but not as extraordinary. He wears shoes for starters as well as a pair of jeans and a plain shirt that is usually rumpled.
Matsu dresses in something one would expect to see in a movie: A pair of black boots and pants, a shirt that is never buttoned and a trenchcoat that is likewise never buttoned. He and Minoru seldomly comb their hair and often go to school with it looking however it did when they woke up.
Ray typically dons a suit and tie on school days and comes to school with his hair neatly combed. On free days, he wears Matsu's outfit, although the shirt and coat are buttoned.

Weapon: Knives. Andrew has knives literally stuffed in every conceivable location on his person. However, the only time the knives can be found on his person is when Matsu is in control. There are 3 up his sleeves, one in the back of either boot, and four inside the overcoat. Matsu has deadly accuracy with these knives and is very acrobatic in the way he wields them. However, even Matsu will not carry arms into school and thus only has them with him while investigating Kira.

Quirks:
-Andrew and his personalities all do not like coffee or tea nor any type of soda. As an energy source, Andrew consumes mass amounts of cookies.

-Despite Ray possessing some form of wit and charm, all three personalities are utter idiots when it comes to women and expressing themselves and have no idea how to act on dates. Hence why Andrew has never has a girlfriend.

-One of the rare occassions Minoru speaks up is when he drives. Of the three personalities, Minoru is the only one with road rage and he will not hesitate to shout at people, give rude gestures, and the like.

Talents:
-Observation and seeing what others don't
-Acting
- (Matsu only) Torture
-Espionage
-Manipulating others
-Fluent in 24 different languages
-The All Seeing Eye: A talent developed from Andrew's keen eyesight and observational skill. It allows him to discover any girl's measurements merely by looking at them.


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::NPC's::

These characters may be used by everybody. However, please notify Lei if you have any major plans.

Name: Sakon Takahashi
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Occupation: Student
Appearance: *Image Coming soon*
Very Trendy looking-- She's always up-to-date on the latest fashion. She Has rust colored hair (Dyed, of course) and amber eyes. Her skin is very clean, and gives off a healthy glow. (As opposed to Aya/L's reclusive looking pale skin.) She normally ties her hair back in an upsweep, but on special occasions she will wear it down. Overall, she's a strikingly pretty girl, but still has a few insecurities about her appearance. She loves cute accessories, mainly ones with bunny patterns.
Personality:
The complete opposite of Aya-- Where Ayano is private and conservative, Sakon is sociable and bold. She possesses an almost irresistible charisma that sets her apart from most of your average High-School students. Despite her popularity, Sakon is in no way a shallow woman. (As proven with her odd dating habits-- Whereas normal girls would want to date as much as possible, Sakon is looking for long term commitment, and has rather high standards. When ever she is asked out, she'll immediately state "If you're just looking to fool around, then you've come to the wrong girl." She'd prefer to have an unpopular guy who really loves her as a boyfriend, than a random guy who wants to see how far he can get.) While she is often surrounded by people, she actually considers Aya to be her only true friend. She believes their relationship is genuine, and w

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Name: Artemis Farren

Alias: A Farrow

Age: 19

Side: Antagonist

Occupation: To-oh University Student (Light's soon to be school)

Race: Human

Death Note: Yes, No Shinigami Eyes, Jastin

Appearance: Long reddish-brown hair (Light's length), Blueish-White eyes, medium in height, nice build. Artemis is often caught wearing dark colors mostly black.

Personality: Outgoing, smart, popular, lonely, and cunning.

Biography: Artemis has never lived the average human life and ever since what happened to his parents things have strangely been changing. Living each day as it hits him at the University he has learned to appreciate his new-found powers because of his parents deaths. Since they had been murdered by a drive-by Jewel Theift, Artemis's new goal is to rid the world of it's many evils and hopefully make it into something new and worth living in. Shortly before the deaths of Artemis Farrens parent's he had moved from North America to live in his mothers homeland of Japan. He even learned to fluently speak and read Japanese putting him in a good situation for University. He applied to To-Oh University after he had passed there entrance exam with flying colors. He now attends the school as a Freshman but because of the way his grades are becoming, Artemis may be forced to repeat the next year as a Freshman, that would put him back to Light's class when he attends the next year. His mother was Japanese, his father American.

Weapon: No Weapons

Quirks:

• Is very smart but chooses to not apply himself in University classes.
  
• Walks around outside at night to watch the moon as it shines bright in the sky.
  
• Feels others pain, sometimes if too great can cause Artemis to get sick or injured in some way or another.
  
• Likes to draw in his spare time.
  
• Can spot anything not seen by others in the darkness such as black cats, bats, and other people.

Talents:

• Is an expert at catching felines and other animals.
  
• Arguing with others on topics of his liking.
  
• Hacking computer.

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I'm a huge fan of Death Note and an average roleplayer so I thought I'd stop by and join the story. Can't wait to start things, looks like so much fun. Also I think we should meet Lei, I'll PM you. =D


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How did it end up like this?

The gun was pointed at his head.
All she had to do was pull the trigger….

Once you pull the trigger, the nightmare will be over.

How did it end up like this?

The gun was pointed at his head,
And there was no way to escape the bullet.

Once you pull the trigger, the person will be dead.

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What a boring world.

Ayano Tokunaga sighed, sliding down into her desk as the teachers monotonous droning continued. She thumbed at an eraser, before casually placing it on the edge of her desk. The sixteen year old glared at the shock-pink utensil, before picking it up again and placing it to the far left of the very same desk. This was an action she would repeat several times, until she finally resigned herself to placing it at a 60 degree angle above her pencil case. The dull buzzing continued, and for some reason… She was getting angry. Perhaps it was because she was at the tender age where she was supposed to be finding a purpose in life, or perhaps it was because she already knew everything the teacher was mumbling about…. But Ayano couldn't stand it. Day after day, she played miss goodie-two-shoes, without anyone so much as questioning her fascia. It was the norm that was expected of every good boy and girl. A norm that was driving her to the brink of insanity.

She grimaced distastefully. If that was the case, then her displeasure and boredom meant that she must be a bad child. Be polite to your teachers, shuffle in and out of class, and answer the questions mechanically…. These were the realities of an everyday high school student. She bowed down in her seat, so that her chin was now resting on that dreadful desk. The same one she'd had since the beginning of her journey into tedium. It was beginning to feel more like a rope around her neck, rather than a table used to write down a few petty little notes. Nobody noticed this action, as Aya slumped further, now resting her entire head on this thing that bonded her to the life of a student.

Nobody noticed, because they were all too busy trying to be "Good Children" as well.

But… she wanted to be a good child. Even though it bored her to no end, she had no choice but to be a good child. Not for her sake, but for the sake of her savior… For the sake of Konomashii-Father. If he was working hard, then she would double her efforts to remain sane-- Even if it meant listening to the teacher in a déjà vu-like trance. Aya straightened herself, raising her head from her binding fate, and sitting properly once more. Yes, she knew it already… Everything the teacher was saying. This was the sin that was so innocently dubbed as "Review."

But just as she had resigned herself to becoming a good child once more, an annoyance rang through her ears. The dismissal bell. She blinked, not registering what the metallic ring was at first. Then, it became all too familiar, as the exited chatter of freed prisoners resounded throughout the room. They gathered their belongings and fled, without so much as a glance back at their cells. Aya exhaled noisily, before sweeping all of her belongings into her school bag with one fluid motion. She swung her pack over her left shoulder, and abruptly stood from her studently-confines. At that moment, a certain someone had caught her eye. He sat only one seat in front of her… It had been that way for all of high school. This person, Light Yagami.

Normally he would have packed up his belongings, said his goodbyes, and have been on his way. Today, however, he was staring off into space with a look that was almost devoid of any life. Aya normally kept to herself, but she couldn't help but worrying. Light Yagami, the student prodigy and wonder-boy of the year… Had he finally cracked under all the expectations that were placed on him? It had been this way for well over a week, and the girl wondered why no one else had noticed the change in his demeanor. Popular and smart, he was the type that everyone paid attention to.

She was jealous.

Yet, at the same time, she recalled various stories of suicide that had circulated around the school-- It always seemed to be the same story, with a different name or gender. "They just couldn't stand the pressure, and they had a breakdown." She hesitated, stopping herself from waltzing out of the "prison" as everyone else had. What the hell was she doing? Sure, she and Yagami had spoken on a few occasions… She had even been over to his house once, but that was only because their Fathers had been friends. It was none of her business. Just turn around and walk, Aya.

~~"Y… Yagami? The Bell already rang. "

…..Damn it. Well, there was no avoiding a conversation now. Since her impulsive tongue had slipped, she might as well ask away. Still, The way he looked at her upon hearing her voice… It was abnormal. No normal person would look at a fellow human being in such a way. He paused, and a smile flitted across his face. The bitter glare was gone, and replaced with a mild kindness. It was so fake. Still, she shook away her uneasiness, and returned an apprehensive smile. Lately it felt as though there were two Yagami's…. No.

There were three.

Yes, she had been ignoring it to the best of her ability, but…. Whenever Yagami was around, it felt like there was some unseen person in the room. Always beside him, Aya admitted that a reason she had been avoiding him was because of that very same presence. Surely, her mind must be playing tricks on her. She wouldn't let such a foolish notion get in the way of helping a struggling person. College exams were coming up… While she hadn't really given it any thought, Light was definitely the type who would take it seriously. So, she would understand if he was feeling rundown by the constant work supply. Well… That's what she was trying to convince herself of, anyways. What was it that was bothering her so much? It was teasing her, almost…. 'Try to guess what we are~!' It would say, in an obnoxiously mocking tone.

Light: Ah, thank you. I must have drifted off for awhile.

~~"W-Well, I suppose that happens to everyone once in awhile. (mind you, I do it almost everyday.) Ah, but don't push yourself to hard! College exams are stressful, and can totally abduct a persons mind-- So just do your best~! I'll wish you luck~!"

Light: ...Hm. Is that so? Well… Sometimes the thought of the future preoccupies my mind, more so than anything else. I'm looking forward to how everything turns out. Don't you start slacking off, either. See you tomorrow, Tokunaga.

Aya shuddered, and hoped that he hadn't noticed as her brushed past her. The way he had worded his response seemed strange and cryptic to her. Was she questioning his statement because of that peculiar presence? Or had she already begun to suspect that something major would be happening in the future?

….Now she was beginning to confuse herself. It's best to just forget about it for today, she decided.

I'm sick of this world… She mused to herself, while playing with a stray strand of hair. She was just a mere human… But it would be nice if she could do something to change it. There was just too much that was wrong with today's society. Why was it that people intentionally tried to hurt others? It was a damned stupid game that would never have a winner. Such cruel games seemed to deprive Life of any meaning. With finality, Aya flicked the strand of hair from her face, and gazed around the class.

Just as always, she was alone.

I want to change the world.

"Excuse me, I have a table reserved under the name Charles Smith. Is it ready?" The man asked, pushing up his tie. He wore a black suit with sunglasses and a trilby upon his head. If he was going to pull this off he would have to look the part.

"Oooh, Mr. Smith, your associate has already arrived and has ordered ze lobsteur for you both. Come I vill show you to ze table." The man, standing 6'3, was escorted to his table. A bold Japanese man by the alias of Feng sat opposite him, also wearing a black suit. The waiter bowed his head before leaving.

"You have been working for me for no more than two months and you show your respect by showing up late... who do you think I am" Feng said, speaking down to the man opposite him.

"With all due respect Mr. Feng I was right on time. You were early" The man replied, his expression not changing as he removed his hat and sunglasses. Feng looked at his watch before sighing.

"It seems you are right... but just remember your place next time" He looked at the top of his associates head before grimacing. "And put your hat back on. That scar will ruin my appetite" The man put his hat back on his head before speaking.

"Down to business. You want me to deliver a package to Mr. Vincinetti. It's small enough to fit into a suitcase and weighs twenty grams. Before I can deliver it I need you to tell me what it is" Feng raised his eyebrow at what was just said.

"You're not an idiot Charles, you know as well as I do it's cocaine. Don't be trying to fuck about with this okay."

"I apologise sir. It was just for my peace of mind" Feng laughed at this last comment before a waiter placed a bowl of soup in front of each of them.

"I've got to go wash my hands before I can eat... you don't want to ask why" Feng chuckled after saying this and than went to the bathroom. Perfect. When the waiters had left and no eyes were facing him the man pulled out a vile of liquid and poured it into Fengs soup, stirring it in to make sure it was unnoticeable to the human eye. After a minute Feng returned and sat down before taking in a spoonful of his soup. He swallowed it with a screwed up face, wondering why it tasted so funny. Before he could speak his body went limp and his face thudded against the table, narrowly missing his soup.

The man Feng thought to be working for him, William Edward Griffiths, put his hand into his shirt and pulled away the tape recorder attached to his chest and pulled the mini microphone from out of his shirt before speaking into it.

"This is Weg. The man before you is Mr. Feng, a well known Yakuza leader. Because of legal technicalities he has kept out of prison but on this tape he admits he has at least twenty grams of cocaine. This should be enough to allow you a search warrant for his house. Here you will find a lot more class A drugs and a countless number of illegal weapons. If you let anybody know you have Mr. Feng apprehended the Yakuza will find out and clean Mr. Fengs home of anything incriminating. He lives in the first mansion east of Port Miramar. There will be a lot of security there so it would be wise to take extreme caution" He stopped the tape and placed the recorder next to Fengs head. He searched him and found a gun in his belt.

All goes as planned William thought as he dialed 17, the French number for the police.

"Hello, yes there is a Japanese man with a gun at the San Pierre restaurant. Someone has knocked him out but he may wake up soon so please, please send someone quickly!" Before he could hear a reply William dropped the phone into his soup and rose to his feet, putting on his sunglasses. He left fifty Euros on the table before calmly walking out of the building. Phones were expendable objects, especially one that Feng had given him, and the only phone he kept on him at all times was for emergencies with only three people knowing its number... It rung and William answered.

"Hello" Even though he was concerned as to why someone would need to call him on this phone Williams voice let out no sign of that.

"William, it's me" Only two people knew his name and only one of them spoke with the tone of voice this man did. The only person who William could speak freely to. "I'm sure you've heard about what's happening in Japan?"

"I know some minor details... why do you ask?" William knew what was coming but still asked anyway.

"Well it is certainly an interesting case, I thought you might want to help. By now you must understand the severity of the situation so I do not ask for you to make a decision right now, but there will be a plane going to Japan at the Toulon airport tomorrow. A ticket awaits you at your hotel if you do decide to come. Good bye, William" After saying that Watari hung up.

William didn't have to think about it, his mind was already made up. Not only would he be helping to take down a notorious killer but he would also have a chance to work with the famous L, not to mention seeing his old teacher again. I'm coming for you He thought as he walked back to his hotel, the sound of sirens wailing behind him, Kira

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James opened his eyes. another day of being unemployed and bothered constantly by Ginkan. He tryed to ignore the pestering, and to close his eyes once more, but it couldn't be avoided. The fact that his humanity screamed to him as he were to wake, and stay awake until it was darker out.

Darkness...

"James James James James James James James James James James James Jame James James James James James James James James James James James James Jame James! Everyday there is an annoying kid who comes by on some metal contraption and throws paper at your apartment complex! Let's kill him and tell him to stop before he dies!"

"Ginkan...."

"Yes, James Desonto?"

"Why do you call me by my full name? And why must you wake me up each morning by saying my name hundreds of times?"

"Well, first of all its your name, its better than me calling you a shinigami slave, isn't it? That apple threat you treated me with when I called you that wasn't very nice. And it wakes you up. Its boring to watch humans sleep, since they are both dead and alive at the same time."

"I feed you apples daily, and kill one person each day, but that still isn't enough for you, is it? You also have to annoy me to death...."

"Death is my job. Finding new ways to cause it is a hobby." Ginkan said, smirking, then picking up an apple and eating it quickly.

"You are too...whats the word...'happy' to be a death god. whatever happened to the term 'You are as grim as a shinigami' ?"

Ginkan only laughed, while James frowned. He brushed his left hand through his golden brown hair and left his apartment building, slowly followed by the shinigami who always asks too many questions. James was in public, he could not speak to something no one else could see, otherwise he would be as crazy as he was when he couldn't control his restless leg syndrome. suddenly, one question caught his attention.

"Where are we going?"

James stoped in his tracks and looked up to the sky. He saw nothing there, and looked back to the ground, where he only saw concrete. Life was boring. James went back to his apartment and turned to Ginkan.

"I can see why shinigami's exist."

"Excellent. And why is that, since I have no clue why."

"Life is boring. If everyone could live forever, nothing exciting would happen. Im going to kill more people."

"Do you want the eyes?"

"Ask me tomorrow. Im going to bed."

"But you just got up."

"Its light out, and I want to see more darkness. Darkness is...exciting." James said with a smirk, getting back into his bed, only to be annoyed by the constant reminder of his existance. His name.

.:The World:.

This world is full of disgust
it's all a chaotic mess

This world is full of disgust
everything needs to disappear

This world is full of disgust
of death, hatred, misery, and lust.

Death is all around us
it's the worst fear of men

Death is all around us
it'll take us to our ends

Death is all around us
it's the creator of all our sin


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Artemis Farren stalked the dark lonely streets while gazing up into the hazy night sky to see a bright, shiny gem shaped moon. He felt an ever-so strong warmth inside while examining the night's most beautiful possession, it fought the coldness that the dark night was causing him. "The moon, I bet it's the only thing out there that isn't a complete rotten mess like the world itself. If only I could escape to it." Artemis thought dreamily.

Then suddenly a cold breeze chilled his hands, running up his arms and into his chest. All the warmth the moon had given him was now gone and now all that remained was complete and total emptiness. Artemis's heart was now dark like it occasionally got and hate soon escaped him. He noticed in the distant darkness of the long street way he walked a freakishly large figure floating into the trees, what could it be? A human!?

Artemis froze for a second, completely stopped walking, then he shouted out into the distance, "What is your name my follower?" He didn't expect anyone to answer him since he wasn't completely sure that he had actually seen a human. So he continued to stay put in his position while letting the moon shine silver rays down onto and across his face. The distant and hidden chirps from grasshoppers stopped and all lay still, suddenly another voice spoke.

"Your follower?" the voice questioned then cackled, "heh heh, I am nothing at all to you if your assuming me your follower, I am but my own follower. Independent and nothing else, to you I am only here for one reason." The figure completely stopped laughing and then sharpened, "I have come for what you've found!" The figure's voice raised and then from beneath the bases of the dark, brown colored leafed tree came a tall creature that was totally out of this world, it had never been seen by human eyes before. It's empty looking jewel shining eyes glared down at Artemis with unimaginable disgust.

Artemis never tended to get scared and it was very difficult to even get a slight jump out of him these days but this creature, the one who had been stalking him managed ever too well to scare Artemis so much that he fell back onto the hard pavement of the street. "Augh!!" Artemis coughed trying to speak but kept choking on his words. Finally though, he managed to make out, "W-w-who... a-a-re you?" He stated while his body began shaking with fear of what the creature would do to him. He continued to stay on the ground afraid to get up as well. Wondering if it was the end for him.

The darkish looking creature shadowed over Artemis as he stepped forward towards him. It's eyes seemed to be made of large gemstones, glowing red with rage at the mear human. The rest of his head seemed to be covered by other gems making him out to look like he was one big jewel-made monster. To Artemis he belonged on a throne chair. "Who am I you ask?" he chuckled, "I heh-heh am Jastin." His voice lowered and his rage began to decrease, "I can guess by the half scared and half blank look on your face that your wondering what I am exactly. You humans are way too blind and unintelligent, you all really need to open your eyes and see what's really here, what's really out there in this universe. You all think your the most dominate and incredible species out there, oh are you ever-so wrong. I guess I'm going to have to just come out and say it then," the creature sighed, "young human, I am a Shinigami!" His jewel-eyes twinkled.

Artemis shivered and shook as the monstrous creature continued to hover over him, "A-a-a... s-shinigami!!!" His voice shook out of shock of what was happening. Is this really happening? Am I really in the presence of a Shinigami!? "Y-you mean to tell me your... your a god of death?" Artemis gasped beginning to rise up from the ground while rubbing his backside from having laid there for so long. "I always considered Shinigami's to be myths and legends made up solely to entertain humans.. but no.. I never imagined them to be real."

Jastin stretched his back straight up so that to Artemis it was almost like his head was completely covering the moon shading all the existing light from him, so now his surroundings appeared even darker. "This is exactly why humans disgust me. They use myths and legends simply to entertain themselves never once knowing that what they are saying could indeed be real." Jastin's low voice sharped with anger, "So yes! Mear human I am a god of death! Us shinigami's are far more greater then you humans, we are the ones who cause you your deaths, we have the power and advantage over you! We're stronger."

Artemis brushed the rest of the dirt off himself from when he had fallen. He now stood straight up so that he could get a clear image of this shinigami Jastin. He appeared to be wearing many necklaces that covered his chest, they all looked to be made from minerals and ores not known to this world. His chest also, besides the necklaces, looked to be just bare ribs and bones, this was the same for his arms and legs, his bones were all well hidden though by the many jewels, gems, necklaces, bracelets, and brooches he wore. Suddenly with all these gems and jewels that were sparkling in Artemis's eyes his mind began to escape from the cold, dark street night onto something else, a memory.

~~~~~

The sun was shining down on the city store windows and streets that day. It was a nice summer afternoon, the temperature wasn't too hot, it was just warm enough to manage well outside. A middle-aged man and woman, a couple, paced down the street walkway, making their way towards where the street would curve into a corner where a popular store resided.

The woman ran in front of her husband motioning him towards the store, "Oh hunny, we have to go in, please! I've been saving up for days to buy this brooch that will match my dress perfectly. Hunny, if I cannot buy the brooch I won't go to the formal dance and that's that!" She pleaded coming to a stop at the front entryway to the store while failing to catch a look inside.

The man sighed, "Well if you must insist on it even more, and if it means you'll go to the formal dance no problems at all... then I guess... I have no problem with going in the store for a quick moment to let you buy this brooch thing you want." Her mouth widened creating a big smile across her face and she, before the man could change his mind, opened the door to the store and walked in, the man followed.

Suddenly the atmosphere around the couple changed drastically, they no longer were outside under the warm heat of the sun but in a room filled with cold, desperate hatred. The woman froze in front of the man, her skin went to a chill, and she began to shake. "Hunny? Why are you stopping I have no room to get into the store ple-" The man's voice was cut off by a sharp, desperately sick man who was standing in the center of the store.

"Shut your mouth! Don't say one more word or I'll... I'll blow your head off!" The man shakily but firmly stated while holding a large 12-gage gun to the head of the shop's clerk. The face of the gun was aimed for the forehead of the innocent man. "All of you shut up! Shut up now and don't say a word if you expect to live!" The man's hand that was holding the gun shook a little but then straightened against the clerk man's forehead. "Hand me all the cash you have in that register plus I want you to fill a bag with all the jewelry you have for sale! Do it now! Don't just stand there or "bang!" your gone!" The crazy man shouted and then pushed the gun into the man's forehead even more to push him towards the register and then the bag.

The woman at the door continued to stand frozen with fear of her own life but for the man, he felt different about the situation though. "I can't let this go on or someone's going to die... I have to do something." The man thought to himself, then suddenly raised his voice so the rest of the store could hear, "Stop what your doing! Don't give this crazy man any money, stop!"

Suddenly when the man holding the gun noticed this man speak he removed the gun's face from the clerks forehead pointing it for the women that was standing by the front entrance window, "Nice job for opening your mouth you stupid man, this woman here will be paying for what you've said." Before he could click the trigger though, the man who had spoken before jumped from his frozen position at the rug of the store, ran towards the man holding the gun, and then jumped on him. In the second it took him to run toward the man, the jewel thief, it was too late. "Click" and the gun went off making a loud "BANG!" sound.

The gun fired blowing through the chest of the man who had ran toward the thief and then hitting the woman in the face completely disfiguring her head, killing her instantly, and then stopping. The jewel thief fell to the ground as the charred body of the man he had just blown up fell on top of him, blood flying everywhere. The woman's body also fell to the ground hitting the glass door of the Jewelry store, smearing blood all over it as it leaked from wounds. The woman and the man were both dead.

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Artemis's vision appeared again, his memory was gone, and now he remained face to face with the terrifying shinigami, Jastin. "Stubborn human! Why do you continue to ignore me?" Artemis's mind was shocked awake and he began to wonder if while he was gone he had been asked questions by the shinigami, no wonder he thought he was ignoring him.

Artemis spoke up, coughing a little and then adjusting his voice, "I don't mean to ignore you Jastin. I'm sorry, what is it you want again?" He asked sort of shakily, wondering if what he said could be the wrong thing and then in this seconds time could cost him his life just as how his parent's lives had been taken.

Jastin's eyes rolled, he crossed his long boney arms, but then focused on Artemis, "Silly human, you are so very rude. It's truly unkind to drift off when talking to a shinigami, but never the less I have no control over that factor." He sighed then uncrossed his arms, "I'm here because your the one who found the book. The book I dropped into the human realm a few days ago. You have it I am sure, show me!" He demanded.

Artemis squinted his eyes trying to focus back onto the situation at hand, the book? And then suddenly it hit him, oh the book! "The notebook of death?" Artemis questioned swinging his small pouch from off his back so he could reach into it and release the notebook from it's clutches, "this silly thing?" he showed holding a black notebook in front of him.

"Human! That is not a silly thing at all, it's a death note for crying out loud! It's unnatural to your kind, unreal and as powerful as ever, more powerful then any other murder weapon in this world." Jastin shouted introducing Artemis to the notebook's real power.

"It's real?" Artemis responded lowering the book to his side while he stared at it and flipped through it's blank pages, "I assumed it was a fake book that someone made simply to entertain themselves in some way, it sorted looks like a child of 9 or 10 made it, I haven't even written a single word in the thing.. but for it to be real..." Real? This notebook of death? Being real? Impossible! Well... then again I am in the presence of shinigami. A real shinigami! Then yes! This notebook, it would have to be real! It's a real Death Note!