Flashing. Darting. Calm. Kind. Lying. Scared. Happy. Sad. 

Our eyes show the truth. Once every hundred million years, one person is born with The eyes. This birth signifys the end of the world......

It is the year 50293930. Way in the future. Then, he was born.

He has The Eyes. The Eyes are rainbow. They reflect light like a prisom.He holds the power in his Eyes. The power to destroy, or save the world.

There is a group of people out to kill him. To save the world, as they thought.

There is a group of people out to help him. To help him make the right choices.

He is born when he is 19, when his eyes turn rainbow. Everyone else's turn another fantastic color. HE will be known. He will killed. Or will he?

Now, the end is coming. The next generation is turning the age....

Are you afraid?

Eye colors:

Blue: WAter

White: Ice and Wind

Tan: Sand

Brown: Earth

Yellow: Sun

Green: Plants

Pink: Life

Purple: Truth

Red: Love

these are the colors your eyes can change. Try not to copy eachother. Purple and White are  taken by me. HAHAHAHA!!!!!!!

Rules: 

THIS IS A LITERATE RP.

You must be Literate.

No bios. Paragraph enttries.

I am HIM.

You will not know which of my characters is HIM.

DO NOT ASK TO JOIN JUST JOIN :D

This is pg-18. Anything else, dont get diive. Thankies!

Feel free to fall in love. :D 

Dont go crazy when Im gone.

Jake Hanson grabbed his backpack. He was studying to be a teacher, and was there on a scholorship. His family was poor, but he was a prodigity. The teachers were dying to have him. He stood at 6 foot 11, and towered over the world. His black, ugly eyes, his awful black hair, would all be gone. Tomarrow. Tomarrow, he and 1 million other 18 year olds would all turn 19. He would become normal. His eyes would change color. His hair would too. He would be gorgeous. But, he was nervous. Tommarow, 1 person would have The Eyes. He was horrifyed that it might be him...

WD sat on the stairs and wept, sobbing very loudly. Her parents had left her. They had gone. They were dead. She nearly chocked on her tears. Her black hair swayed, and her gray eyes were pitch black. Her face was red and puffy. Her shirt was splattered with tears. Her parents had died in a car crash, when she needed them the most. Tommarow she would turn. She was so afraid. The boy with the rainbow eyes would come. Everyone will die. She was so afraid.... She would never get a chance to fall in love, to have children... To be a swimmer.... All of her dreams, vanished... She sat there crying.

Chris traced the outline of his lips, sobs wracking him. He knew what tommarow was. His nineteenth birthday. His black hair and awful black eyes would change. He would change. He would not be him. He shudddered at the thought.If he had The Eyes, he would die. But everytone would die. Everyone will float into the darkness of death, but this time, no one will be there to help him. To hold him. 

Raven sighed, her head tilting to the side as she sat on her bed. She was short for her age, almost nineteen, but only five foot-seven inches. But she didn't really care because her personality made up for it. She wasn't someone you messed with, because she had been a number of fights already, having won most of them and coming out with worse injuries then the person she had beaten. It's just how she was.

But tomorrow, the world might end. Which is kind of a downer in some ways, Raven thought.

I should have done more with my life.

But that was that, and she didn't care about the past anymore. We die, we die. There's no turning back.

She had short black hair with bangs that covered her left eye. Her eyes were a startling red, having the power to see love, which she doesn't really care about. She has pale skin that is a result of not going out in the sun a lot.

But none of this would change, because tomorrow, we might just all die.

((um her eyes would still be black. They will be red when she turns. Sorry for being unclear, but you have rights to red now.))

 Jake drove to school, a blank look on his face. The world was in terror. People were shooting eachother in the streets. Kids were jumping front of cars. A single tear came out of Jake's eye. In less than 10 hours, he would change. It was said to be very painful, and all at once 19 year olds p*censored*ed out in pain. You could see them change if you were there, it was scary....

WD finally stopped crying. She need to suck it up. She got up and walked out of her apartment. She might as well enjoy what she had left. She walked to the park, brushing her tears to the side. Her cheeks were red and puffy though. But she would fit in with just about everyone else.

Chris climed down from the tree he was perched in, not caring when scared a bunch of people. Nothing mattered anymore. the world would die. He would die. It would all be over.... 

(( Whoopsie, my appoligizies. ))

 Raven walked to the school, her black eyes stone hard, making people move out of her away. She didn't like others, and she didn't like having people care about her. They just ended up hurting you in the end anyway.

She watched people drive to school, people walking, people crying, and people killing themselves. She couldn't do anything about it. It was just what was going to happen and you can't change the future or the past. If we die, we die. Theres no other way for us to be.

"Suck it up you whimps. There's no point in crying or trying to kill yourself. Make the most out of the time you have. At least then you'll die with happy memories!" She yelled at a group of kids that were in the motion of cutting themselves. It was so stupid how some people would go to such lengths.

((LOL.))

Jake saw a girl walking. He slowed down, and let her catch up with him. "Hey need a ride? Its hetic out there." He said rolling down his window. He noticed the girl was his age too. Her hair was black and her eyes were black. HE smiled, trying not to look to sad. 

Raven turned her head slowly, looked the car up and down then shrugged. "Sure why not? I mean, if your going to rape me, it won't really matter by tomorrow anyway," she laughed, going around and jumping into the p*censored*enger seat.

"I'm Raven...Raven Corpse. Weird name, I know. But I wasn't able to pick my parents."

Luna stood, leaning against a cement building.  Her eyes shone a gray color, blank and dull.  Her haid flowed down to her elbows.  The jeans she wore were torn in a few select spots such as her knees, which were knobby.  She stood about 5'6, her shoes adding an extra inch or so.  Her shirt sleeves were obviously too large for her, the extra material billowing in the pleasent breeze.  Her skin was pale, her orange tinted hair exaggerating it.

The city noises were harsh on her sensitive ears.  The cars honked thier horns obnoxiously, aggresive drivers screaming at each other.  Luna hated the city, from the skyscrapers to the taxis.  It was all menacing to her.

((hold on, Ill have Chris find you.)) 

Chris walked around, watching the madness. He could barely keep the acid from coming up his throat. His eyes darted around quickly. He was starting to get The Feeling, and could already feel sore. His body, like everyone ele's was getting ready for the change. He looked around for somewhere to sit, for his head was spinning uncontrollably. Then he saw a large building, with a girl agaisn't it. She didn't look like a hood, or a hooker, so he went and sat down a little down the builing from her, and sat cross legged, propping himself up on his shoulders. "Hey." He said, smiling at the girl. 

Raven laughed freely, her short black hair shaking with her head. "Well, don't worry about it. I don't plan on being the rapie or being raped. I'm still a virgin, but with all my bad reps and stuff, no one  believes me. But then again, I don't really care what other people think."

 "Anyway, I don't get why everyone is so hung up about this whole dying thing. Sure its horrible for us...all of us. But still, everyone will eventually die from something eventually, so why all the sadness and anger. Okay we die young, or we die without ever doing anything with our lives but hey, theres a chance you can get cancer, or AIDS, or get in a car crash.

"Does nobody take into consideration that if we die now, at least we won't have to think about how we are later on." Raven shook her head in sadness. She didn't understand why any of this would really matter. She didn't care what happened to herself because she had already lost her parents...or the parents she thought she knew. She wasn't sure.

 "Anyway, I'm a depressing person so I could understand why some people don't understand my line of thinking. But I think my line if thinking is rational. I'd rather know I'm going to die from something than kill myself because that's just weak. Killing yourself makes you a coward, not able to face the future. Do you understand that?"

She looked over at him, her dull black eyes having a sort of gleam to them from her beliefs. Raven didn't care if he had a different opionion, but she was mildly curious as to what he had to say about it.