Conspirables

I sighed and looked around me. As soon as i fixed this world mess, I'm going straight back home. Hopefully everyone will be unbrainwashed... is that possible. i wonder these things when im not being hunted and all that what not.

Name: Brandon
Position:(Intern or Regular Agent)Intern
Description: Tall male with brown hair. Very muscular and speedy
Personality: Harsh, can be nice, coward, smart
Other: Orphan


Name:Cosmo
Gender: Male
History:(why you joined this group and what happend to you?) Orphan, Joined the group after he saw the bully of the orphanage, Brandon join the C.I.A.
Age: 14
Family: No One cept for these two rottweilers
Personality: Snappy, smart, inventive, Athletic, fearless
Description:(pictures welcomed) Short male with shaggy brown hair.
Other: Lived in an Orphanage
Rivals: Brandon

[kz]

Cosmo played around with the rottweilers. He found a stick at the park and made them fetch it.

I looked out the window from my luxury office. Barking and barking... but wait a moment. Most of the dogs have died from hunger.

Journal,
The Rebels are outside my window. Time for some P.C.D.
Saturday, December 14, 2209

I stomped into the elevator and pressed down more times than necessary. There they were, those crazy kids on the street. I grabbed the P.C.D. in my shirt.

Name:Cherry
Gender: Female
History: Cherry was part of a circus act. When they ran out of food for the elephants, the circus shut down. They left our gymnast on her own.
Age: 8
Family: Were all in the circus, but have gone their own ways. Has a small bird who stays with her most of the time.
Personality: Cherry is very stupid sometimes. She never thinks things through and is a coward. She clings to Jane all the time.
Description:(pictures welcomed) Petite with blonde hair in a pony tail. Wears pink leggings with metal mini skirt over it and a dark pink shirt.
Other: N/A
Rivals: Eve

Cosmo walked over. "But they need their exercise!" he debated.

"They need to be controlled," I hissed. I lifted the P.C.D. threatiningly out of my jacket.

Cosmo stood awkwardly. He whispered something really quick to a rottweiler and bolted off with the other. "Stay with him!" he shouted as he ran.

Brandon walked around the city for patrol.

Name: Roxian ; Damien
Gender: Female ; Male
History: Almost shot by her own family to survive so she ran away and joined this group ; Was a street baby ever since he could remember and came upon this group to survive
Age: 16 ; 17
Family: Mom, dad died, older brother ; Doesn't know his
Personality: Tough, kind ; Tough, kind
Description: Tall, no tan, waist length black hair, dark brown eyes ; Tall, no tan, shaggy black hair, icy blue eyes
Other: Half siblings and don't know it (same father)
Rivals: ???

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Name: Janet ; Rock
Position: Reg ; Reg
Description: Short, tan, brightr blue eyes, bright blonde hair to her shoulders ; Tall, tan, chocolate brown eyes, dark brown messy hair
Personality: Nice sometimes, snotty ; Kind, helpful
Other: None

Cosmo bolted off. "Come on boy." He whispered to his rottweiler.

"You stupid kids!" I screamed. I grabbed the small P.C.D. and ran up to the smallest one there. She was wearing bright colors, very unusual. "Come here you circus-freak!" The girl stared at me sheepishly. I put the P.C.D. on her forehead. Her face relaxed. Her features looked calm. "Follow me." I said. She did. She followed all the way to my office.

The scary lady Jane always talked about was there. She took out a cell-phone looky-thing and put on my forehead. I felt as if I had just went to bed. Next thing I knew I was in the scary-lady's office.

(Kai and Weedy, do you want you CIA characters on Inside or Outside duty?)

[Either way works.]

Cosmo waited under a bush for Jane to arrive in the park.

Cosmo looked up. "Huh? How?"

The stupid girl sat in my office chair.

Scary-lady looked at me. "I can do a cartwheel!" I said. That was how I got into the Rebels. THey asked me what I could do. And I could do a cartwheel.