No stealing or I swear, I will hunt you down and you shall feel my wrath. Punishment will involve pink ninjas, wet noodles, and chopping of the fingers. Seriously. Don't mess with me. >=[

+The Hybrids+

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There have always been rumors about the Bermuda Triangle, dangerous rumors that feed our nightmares. Some say that once you set foot into the Triangle, no one shall ever see you again.

Of course, this is not entirely false.

There are robots hidden just inside the Bermuda Triangle. As soon as a ship or airplane enters, these robots sense them. They are programmed to seek and destroy intruders - and with powerful machine guns, that is exactly what they do.

But if one looked closely on the back of the sleek, waterproof black backs, one would see the tiny version of the presidential seal stamped in gold.

For these robots are protecting one of the American government's most precious secrets. Nobody, except for perhaps less than half a dozen individuals outside of the Bermuda Triangle, knows about it.

Exactly what it is, nobody has ever discovered.

But the truth is startlingly different from the rumors.

There is an island, positioned exactly in the center of the Triangle, where children are brought to in the dead of the night. These children are the strongest that America can find, both nationally and internationally. Only the strongest are taken from their homes in the hope that they might have a higher chance of surviving.

Because what goes on at this island is extremely dangerous.

Once the children are at the island, the scientists there experiment on them, fusing their DNA with that of animals.

Their hope?

To create the world's strongest, smartest, fastest - in other words, /best/ - human.

Precious few of the children have ever survived the experiments. They are painful, especially since the conditions that the children are kept in are fit for animals, and over 75% of all the children who are taken to this island in the Triangle die before the age of 5.

Those that do survive are educated and trained, as well as tested like animals and kept in the same conditions as before. These scientists decide that if they can get enough of the children to survive, then America will have an army unlike anything the world has ever seen.

But one i

These are intros I've written in the past, for my own future reference. They are completely my own work. If you are caught stealing, I will report and punish you. Punishment will involve pink ninjas, wet noodles, and chopping of the fingers. Don't mess with me, I beg of you.

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For meh sci-fi plot: Forbidden Territories

bic: The park was an abandoned place. No living soul would dare to go there- unless you had nowhere else to go, the only place for when you had a slight amount of free time.

A slight girl perched on a tree branch, staring into the distance. What was it like to be free? She wondered. To not be told off by strict adults, to not be under the constant pressure of the people who teased her? Kris the freak. It had a popular ring to it.

Kris assumed that her name was short for Kristina, though she couldn't be sure. during the last sixteen years of her life she had been called Kris. And so it would be.

She pushed back a wispy strand of dark brown hair, staring wistfully at the ground with forlorn violet eyes. There were a lot of reasons why she was weird: too pale face, her strange eyes, thin and short body...

And of course the things no one else knew of her. The disturbing visions that appeared to her at random, the gold blood through her veins... Why couldn't she be a normal person with a normal family? That was just one more thing on the list of things she didn't have- a family. Who were her parents? How did she come to be?

She landed onto the ground with a soft thump, straightening out her plain white T-shirt. It would be time to go back to that god-forsaken orphanage.

Suddenly, her eyes saw something other than the park.

It was a place of metal and chrome, somewhere unfamiliar and alien. An unfamiliar face loomed into hers. "Ready for the real galaxy?" It said with a ruthless grin.

She came back to the present, finding herself on the ground. She barely registered her stained jean-covered knees and hands pressed on the dirt, her long hair brushing the grass, throat gasping for breath...

What had she just seen?

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For BunBun's RP: Hunt or be Hunted

bic: The tall girl was running. Running away from her worst fears, from pain, from imprisonment. It was all someone wanted, correct?

She caressed the metal bracelet on her wrist absent-mindedly