Now that that business is over, we head off to the extras. Here are a few things that include random facts, the character's names meaning, all of Fall From Grace's characters, and the Boredom Truly Kills Random Fun Time segment.
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F1: Modello's last name came from watching the local news. While watching the news, a weather statement of a severe thunderstorm popped up and it was for a local county which was Mercer County. With the name Mercer at hand, I thought Del sounded good with Mercer. But Del was kinda too short for me. So, at one trip to a local store that sells alcohol beverages, there was a lit up sign at the window and it read Modelo. So, I added an extra L and Modello Mercer was made.
F2: Inspriation for Modello's connections with Zion, as well as other things, came from the song "Sleeping Awake" by P.O.D.
F3: Zion is the god of salvation, rebirth and retribution. While Zin is the god of damnation, disease and hatred.
F4: As that dork Seph pointed out, chapter 14's name "Blood Purge" comes from the game Tales of Symphonia: Dawn of the New World. In the game, the Blood Purge was an event where the city Palmacosta got attacked by the character Lloyd Irving.
F5: Chapter 19 and 20 take their names from two songs. "Going Under" is the name of a song by Evanescence. While "Out From Under" is the name of a song by Red.
F6: Modello's character design is based off of my character in Fable 2.
F7: According to my rather failed translation (lol Google), Zin's attack "Ingiustizia" is Italian for "Injustice".
F8: The title for chapter 28, Hoffnungslo, according to my translations means "hopeless" in German.
F9: Chapter 17's title, L'odio è Nato, according to my translations means "hate is born" in Italian.
F10: Originally, Living Crime was going to be a story about a man (Modello) who goes around killing royals without his awareness. The royal prince (Allister) would work night and day to find Modello as Modello killed his mother and father
Modello and Mercer really mean nothing. They're kinda just names.
Though, Mercer may mean "merchant" in English. xD
Moriah is a Biblical as well as a Modern English name. This was a place name in the Old Testament, both the land where Abraham was to sacrifice Isaac. Also, a site usually identified with Zion, where Solomon built the Temple. Her last name, Rona, means...well nothing! I more or less made it up.
Zion means "heaven" while Zin...I kinda just made up.
Allister's name is a form of the name Alexander, of the Greek name Alexandros, which meant "defending men" from Greek. Lucius is Roman and it means "light".
Alena is a form of the name Helena which is a form of the name Helen. Helen means "torch" or "corposant". Lucius is Roman and it means "light".
Alina is an Arabic name meaning "noble". Lucius is Roman and it means "light".
Richard is a German name, meaning "brave power". His last name, Narcissus is a latinized form of Greek Narkissos, which means "sleep, numbness". Narkissos was a man in Greek mythology who stared at his own reflection for so long that he eventually died.
Daniel is from the Hebrew name Daniyyel meaning "God is my judge" His last name, Adlay, I thought originally meant something but it means nothing.
Tamir means "tall" in Hebrew. His last name, "Thymos" apparently means "spirit".
Vincent is from the Roman name Vincentius, which was from Latin vincere "to conquer". Veller, on the other hand, I made up. o.o
Lelia is the Italian form of Laelia, which has an unknown meaning. Vardah is a variant transcription of Varda which is a diminutive of Vered. Vered means "rose" in Hebrew.
Adrian doesn't really have much of a meaning, His last name, Dardanas, had to be changed because his original last name Dardan*s...is censored. His original last name possibly means "to devour" in Greek.
Alyssa is a form of the name Alicia. Her middle name, Terminus, means "limit, boundary, end" in Latin. This was the name of the Roman god of boundaries. Her last name, "Thymos" apparently means "spirit".
Álmos is an Hungarian name, meaning "sleepy, dreamy"
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Raphael Béla (ra-fa-EL BAY-law)
Elena Ortrun (el-uh-nuh AWRT-roon)
Malik Poena (mal-ik poh-nah)
Uriel Sera (YUWR-ee-ehl seer-uh)
Telvern Thaddeus (tel-vurn THAD-ee-es)
Prince Balor Pallas Barn (Bah-lor pal-uhs bahrn)
Libitina (lie-beh-tee-nuh)
General Sergius Ishvara Gallows (sur-jee-uhs eesh-wer-uh gal-ohz)
Modello blinked twice. And the room went silent for a minute or two. His eyes wandered away from the eyes of a calm blue ocean. But then his eyes greeted the king's eyes once again. "I am." he mumbled.
A soft smile grew on the king's face. He turned around and began walking back to his throne chair. "Then are you willing to die in the name of the kingdom of Avdima?"
"I am."
Richard, dressed in a white robe, pointed towards Modello. Richard's face was concealed by a white hood. "ASSASSINO!" yelled Richard.
Modello turns his head over to Richard. "I'm the assassin...and yet YOU'RE the one wearing the Assassin's Robes?"
Richard grew a giant smile on his face. "Well they are quite stylish. :3"
Moriah launched her left palm at her face, facepalming at Richard's comment. "How can he be an assassin if he doesn't have a hidden blade?"
Modello crossed his arms. "Yeah, I mean, c'mon!" he said.
Richard takes a step forward, accidentally putting too much pressure on his heel. The hidden dagger in his shoe pops out. "Well, you never-"
Everybody saw the hidden blade come out of his shoe. They all pointed at Richard. "ASSASSINO!" everyone yelled. Richard darts out of the room.
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Chapter 2:
Moriah glanced upon the man's hands for a moment. But then her eyes glanced upon the man. "Are you a vampire?" she asked, curious.
"I am the great Than Thymos - brother of the master Tamir Thymos!" he yelled proud.
Moriah smirked. "Ah, I see. So your brother dumped you to do his dirty work, huh?"
"I do this only for his lordship to return to this world."
Moriah grew a smile on her face, pointing up to Than. "Your brother is still better THAN you!" she said, bursting out into a laughter.
Than launched a facepalm against his face. "...-.-..."
As she was healing Modello, she was listening to music on an MP3 player. The song she was listening to was "Somebody's Watching Me" by Rockwell. "I always feel like...somebody's watching me!" she sang.
From behind her was the shadow spectre, Zin. He awkwardly blinked his eyes as he listened to Moriah sing. He doesn't actually realize that she was singing. "Oh..." he spoke, itching his left cheek with his left index finger. "Weeeellll...who knew she knew?" Afterwards, he began to walk away.
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Chapter 3:
"Would somebody just pleeeeaaaassse fix my perfect nose!?"
Moriah crossed her arms. "I'll fix your nose later." she stated, walking out of the room. Weeks went by and she returns to the room.
Richard had a hopeful face on him. "Would you pleeeeeaaaasssseee fix my nose now?"
"I'll fix your nose later!" she growled, walking out of room. Several weeks went by and the young magic user returned to the room. Moriah raised her hands, ready to begin healing. "Alright, time to-"
Richard threw his left hand an inch from Moriah's face. "You know what - no, just no!" he growled, storming out of room.
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Chapter 5:
In the midst of the castle, a giant movie screen was in front of Richard. He saw there casually, watching the movie. They were watching The Last Airbender. Everybody around Richard started fighting due entirely by the badness of the movie. Ricard continued watching despite the battle. A guard charges and halts right in front of Richard, blocking his view. The pretty boy glares up at the knight. "Yo bro," he said. "I came to watch the movie, not you..."
The soldier raised his Morning Star. "And now, I'm going to kill you!" he yelled.
Daniel pointed his sword at Tamir. "You lie through your teeth!" he yelled. "That man you sent to assassinate the royal family was an innocent civilian that YOU forced to do your dirty work."
Tamir let out a slight chuckle, but then after a moment, his laughing ceased. "Ah, you know me too well, boy." he commented. "Control is what I desire - and I have it. The gods have fallen under the sway of the green-eyed monster. They envy me, fear me, as I control them. No man has what I do, and no man shall ever."
Moriah's hands lock tight into a fist. "But why? Why all the senseless blood!?" she said, her voice full of an angered sorrow.
"I'm just gonna totally ignore you," he continued. "But uh, yeah you will submit to me....and stuff."
Moriah raised her left fist, shaking it in anger. "I don't like to be ignored!"
Tamir crossed his arms. "TOO BAD!"
"D:"
Daniel got an anger look on his face, angrily pumping his fist. "YOU'RE NOT COOL!!"
Tamir laughed. "OH BUT I AM >:3," he laughed. "LOLOLOLOLOLOL."
Everybody wore the same shocked look. "
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Chapter 6:
Of course, Modello didn't reply, he just stared up at Tamir with a rather nasty glare. Tamir jumped back away from Modello, landing five feet from him, outside in the rain. Tamir scrolls his eyes down, and saw the open flesh wound on his chest.
An angry face grew on Tamir once he gazed upon Modello, his eyes returning to normal. Behind his eyes explodes frustration and anger. "HOW THE HELL CAN PASS MY PROTECT FROM MELEE PRAYER!?!@?!@?@!#?!#" he roared.
Modello smiled. "An unreleased update," he stated. "Jagex decided to make a weapon that can cut through prayer!"
Tamir sighed. "-.-" he looked frustrated. "To the Rants Forum!"
"Too bad the Rants Forum is gone," said Modello to Tamir. "LOL GF."
"I am Lite, former knight of the highest brigade in Avdima." he introduced, then he turned towards his comrade, the man wearing the black hooded cloak and black clothes. He was simply sitting on one of the benches in the second row, silent and minding his own business. "And that's Varon. We know Tamir, this is not the first time we've encountered the man."
"You've encountered Tamir more than once?"
"Yes, we were originally a part of Avdima's highest ranked knights, we've encountered Tamir during that time." Lite crossed his arms, tying them like a pretzel. "We were upgraded just recently to serve as the King and Queen's bodyguards."
Allister rubs the back of his head. "Huh," he said. "Guess you did a pretty horrible job, huh?"
Lite raises an eyebrow. "Just what EXACTLY does that mean?"
Her left hand holding onto her right shoulder, the sleeve that covered her right arm had been ripped off and her entire right arm was cloaked in blood that covered her trail as she walked. She had a large cut above her left eye that cried out blood. When she looked up, her fainted irises lit up. "Modello!" she yelped, surprised. "Is that really...you?"
Modello nodded his head. "Yeah," he replied. "It's really me." She walked over to Modello, but she limped. She had a bad stab wound on her right leg, just above her knee. After a couple of steps, she froze, gritting her teeth and tightly closing her eyes. She had the emotion of agony written like a novel all over her face as her right hand latched onto her right leg.
Modello rushed over to her, about ten steps away from her he was. His footsteps echo across the blazing night. "Are you okay?" he asked, concerned.
She smiled, bearing the brunt of the pain. "It's the worst thing about being a healer." she mumbled. "You can help others, but you can't help yourself. The power of selflessness."
"It's okay," said Modello. "I'm here now." But then, Moriah's eyes widened with a frozen expression of shock masking her face. Modello's eyes widened when he sees the blade pierce right out of Moriah's abdominal. Modello grew a giant smile on his face. "OMG, AWESOMESAUCE!" he cheered, going the old Dance emote. "She's dead! FINALLY!"
Suddenly, popping from the pathway that way was Alena and Allister. The two looked relieved when they saw Modello. "Modello!" yelled Alena, rushing over to him. But then she sees all the wounds all over him, and takes one look at his left arm. Her footsteps freeze and her hands cover her mouth. Her eyes widened. "Modello, your arm...!"
Allister walks over to Modello and sees the battle-wounded young man. His eyes widened along with his sister's when he gazed upon his left arm. "Dear Saradomin..." he replied.
Modello shuffles his eyes between the two. "What?" he asked.
"Your bones in your arm are like..." continued Allister. "Sticking out.
"
Modello shook his head. "Yeah, well..." he said. "I don't feel a thing!"
Allister and Alena stood in shock. "Uhh..." they both mumbled. "How?"
Modello's face grew a smile, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a bottle of Advil. "Here you go!" he replied. "I take it for everything! And it works like a charm!"