((I got it covered for now, Fyre ;D  But thanks.  Edited my bios, by the way.

Go on ahead if you'd like, Kupa.)) 

((Accepted ^.^

Ah, but now we need another male.  If anyone would want to play one, I'd be appreciative.  I can always squeeze in another, otherwise.  No prob.))

((I'll add one))

Name: Garrett Michaels

Gender: Male

Age: 18

Appearance: Garrett is a very large man, standing at 6'6" with a broad, muscular build. He has intense blue eyes and keeps his dark hair cropped close to his head in millitary style. His favorite mode of dress is a wifebeater tank in either white or grey, tucked into camo fatigues, which he tucks into combat boots.

Personality: Garrett is a fighter through and through. He is usually the first one to stand up for what he believes in and the last one to back down. He is incredably stubborn and will argue with anyone. He is, however, very loyal and honest.

History: Garrett had a fairly normal childhood, untill his 16 year old sister was taken. From that day on he vowed to be a guard.

((Yup, ratio is even ^.^  I even did it on the scrap paper I conviently had at the time.  Thanks a bunch guys, I was afraid I'd have to handle four charras DX

We shall start tomorrow, either in the morning or after I get home from the grocery store ;D))

 The time was six in the evening, and the sun was just starting it's journey behind the horizon, the moon rising to take it's shift.  The moderate October breeze engulfed Sid as he left the airport behind him, walking towards his destination.  This was his first time ever setting foot on an airplane, and even the ride couldn't erase the worries of his troubled mind.  He was leaving his family behind to aid another.  They'd understand eventually, right?  Had he really made the right decision after all?  A quick gaze down at his build proved he wasn't the muscular type.  He wouldn't even be able to take care of himself in a desperate situation.  Let alone someone in need.

'Am I really cut out for this?  Do I have the strength and capability to protect someone at all costs?  Either way...  Too late to turn back now.'  The endless chain of thoughts persistantly rang through Sidney's mind as he nervously entered the vast and dimly- lit structure set out before him.  One last glance over the address card assured that this was indeed the right place.  Oh, why did he ever volunteer for this?  If nothing, he'd at least get the satisfaction of being there for someone.

A range of teenage girls spanned the place, many of them socializing among one another, waiting to be picked by their new guard.  Which one of them would he pick?  How would he even choose?

Assuming himself to be one of the first volunteers to arrive, he seated himself in a far corner.  Maybe he'd just take whomever was left.  Or he'd let one of the girls pick him. 

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"Alright already, dad.  I'll miss you, too.  But I have to be going now.  See you whenever"  Zade waved a final good- bye to his father before hastily setting out and down the barren suburb streets.  He didn't seem concerned about anything, really.  Except being late.  Thankfully for him, the building wasn't far from his home.  In fact, it was in walking distance.

His father had been kind enough to braid his golden locks one last time before he left, as well as give his overcoat a fresh wash.  Feeling good as new, he made his way to the oversized structure with a spring in his step.  How unusual of him.

Zade forced both the double doors open and made his entrance, immeadiatly surveying the area for a quick pick on who to choose.  When he noticed he was a few minutes early, he settled a bit, impatiently waiting for the rest of the guards to get there.  He tapped a foot and twidled his thumbs, just trying to pass the time.

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Stars fursiously blazed outside the ship that Sawyer had almost unwillingly boarded.  Earth seemed just a bore to her, even though she'd never been there.  Her thoughts drifted to her home planet of Umbriel, which was truly one of Uranus' moons.  She still blamed herself for not sticking by the side of her people, despite she was only twelve.  She lost all her status when she was captured, and going to Earth was an attempt to gain back what she could.

The ship only housed three at the time, though it was certainly large enough for more.  The captain was only there so Sawyer wouldn't get any ideas.  If it weren't for him she'd likely be landed on her own planet by now, where she belonged.

The other person on the vessel was some green- haired, blue- skinned guy.  She didn't really have a good impression of him, but only because he was her superior on this mission.  She despised being out ranked, having gotten so used to being the top gal as a child.  After avoiding the guy for so long, she finally ran into the time when she'd have to confront him.  And she was procrastinating.  It was her duty to alert him now that the ship was approaching their target planet.  He'd have to help the captain land in a safe and secluded location.

Finally, she began to wander about the interiors, searching for her higher- up.  "Ned!"  She obviously hadn't given any effort into remembering his name.  "Hey, Ned!  We need you!"

''It's ok, mom, I'll be fine.'' Sonya waved goodbye to her mom, even though she wanted nothing more than to cling to her and for her to say it was all ok. She waited in the line, a little ways off from all the others. Sonya hoped whoever picked her wasn't too mean. She also wondered about her friends. One of them had been taken. She hoped she was alright, and wondered what had happened to her, whether she was killed right away, or had been experimented on like some said. Either way, it didn't bare thinking about, so she focused on more pressing matters. Like who her new 'protector' was going to be.

  Aria scanned the crowd of other girls, wondering if there were any she could be friends with. She thought of her family at home, her brothers and their wives and children, her parents. With a sigh, she noticed a black haired girl standing alone and decided to approach her, ignoring the forming group of young men off to the side. "Hi," the tiny girl said softly as she stepped closer. "My name is Aria. What's yours?"

  Garrett strode into the building, scanning everything around him. He passed the group of girls, noticing how scared they all looked. He couldn't blame them, being forced into this. He wondered which one he would get. Thinking, he decided that he would allow the girl to choose him. He joined the other prospective guards with a manly nod in their direction.

Paige was just sitting on the cement step of her porch. Her arms crossed over her chest as she watched the rest of the girls giggle and point as guys walked into the place. She rolled her eyes. She knew she didn't need a gaurd but her father had insisted. "More lie threatened." she mumbled to herself as she recaled the memory. Her father had been yelling at he all day to fill out the form in orer to be concidered for a gaurd. She didn't want one nor did she think she needed one. Then her father started to drink. To be truthfull her father scared her when he was drunk. She shook her head slightly to pull herself back into reality.

She watched as more and more guys, whom would soon choose who they wanted to gaurd trickled in through the community gates. One of her hands slipped into her pants pockets to feel the dagger in her pocket making sure it was there. Ever since the E.T.'s started coming she had gotten the dagger and had kept it under her pillow while she slept and in her pocket while she was awke and whent a long with her daily rutine. Now she had brought it with her here even though she knew that her gaurd would be there to protect her. 

Paige put her other hand in her otherpocket and looked down at her shoes. They were had been shined and the sole had been replaced since she had refused to get a new pair of her combat boots. She was waring a new black T-shirt that was slightly to big for her and a pair of black jeans that she planed on riping sooner or later. She looked up at the darkening sky as the sun began to duck down behind the horizon casting reds, golds, and purples and eventually turning a dark navy blue.

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Kasey arived at the community wherehe wuld be gaurding right on time. He saw a couple other gaurds there all ready and a few right behind him so he knew he was in the right place. He scanned over the which he might gaurd. Most of them were ina large group conversing amonst themselves with a few off to the sides by themselves refuzing to be with the group. He could tell tat soe were quite glad to have a protector other dispised the thought of being treated like a defencless child. He hoped that when he chosewho he would gaurd that she didn't completly hate him. After all he hade left his family to protect her.