Teers
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SO what if i'm not completely 'here' atleast I don't have the headache yet.
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Post by Teers on Nov 26, 2008 16:54:48 GMT -5
So heres the story.
A small city of named Indian River started the massive extermination of anyone with a ‘gift’.
Heres what happened.
Stephanie threw on her clothes sobbing still after her boyfriend had broken up with her, she didn’t want to ride the bus today because she knew he would be one it. However her mom said she couldn’t drive her to school so Stephanie had to get on the bus to Cheboygan and sat down in her regular spot. However out of the corner of her eye she saw her ex flirting with a girl, less pretty than herself even though she didn’t know that fact. She felt hate boil inside of her and tried to keep it down while searching her mind for answers, she couldn’t find any however. Hate seeped into her mind and like flicking on a switch pain flooded her. She looked at her hands and they began to glow as did her whole body. Her blue eyes shut in pain and suddenly she burst into flames before an explosion rippled out from her flaming body and disintegrated everyone on the bus. Without a driver it crashed and the police where called.
Later the SDD Scientific Discovery Department was called and they examined the footage taken from the buses camera. They decided that she was to dangerous to live and ‘disposed’ of her.
However people started to pop up everywhere with abilities, several where dangerous like sucking the air out of a room and those where killed immediacy. The SDD created another branch called the ‘bag and tag’ or the SDBT.
They put one person in a town, so every town across the USA had a SDBT monitoring the inhabitance for anyone to show disturbances. This consists of several fevers in short amounts of time, tremors, and sever headaches. These where all signs when added together of a person about to manifest their abilities and they told everyone to report to them if they saw someone in the town with these disturbances.
You are a either a person who has had all of these symptoms and your parents had tried to hide you, or hid yourself moving into someone else’s house. However nonetheless you keep a bag with several changes of clothes, a first aid kit, and 3000 dollars of cash in it. You keep your eyes out for anyone watching you and try to hide in the shadows.
At age 10 people started to watch your house carefully, most especially you. They do so for five years before they are certain that you are one of the ‘gifted’.
When you are 15, one night you hear a noise down stairs, and you either see people shooting your parents in the back of the head and anyone else in your family that was down there, or you see them shoot whoever you live with.
You run back to your room grab your bag, jump out of the window onto the tree next to it, and climb down before running.
They find signs that you where having disturbances but by then you are off to the town Roxas in Nevada, where the population is 100 and they never bothered to put a SDBT there.
You can only have ONE of these ablities listed below.
Able to levitate objects Able to fly Able to start fires with your mind Able to talk to animals Able to turn invisible Able to read minds Able to communicate with your mind Able to run extra fast Able to teleport Able to make illusions Able to shape shift into animals Able to control the weather
The only character that has a power besides this is the teacher who lives in Roxas, you will understand later after meeting her.
You must fill out the form, you do not have to type a lot, but everything but Other must be filled out. Also your character should be over 15 but doesn’t have to be, 15 is the standard age that’s all.
Name: Age: Gender: Personality: Description: Power: Other:
Examples, also my characters
Name: Emo ‘elizibeth maddy orca’ Age: 17 Gender: Female Personality: Sweet but quiet and keeps to herself Description: she dyed her brown hair blue, and she has blue eyes along with pale skin. She is short standing at 5.2 ft and weighing 125. Power: Ability to set fires with her mind Other:
Name: Rachel Age: 77 Gender: Female Personality: Stern but understanding Description: She has gray hair and wrinkles but her black eyes are stern and her face rarely smiles, she is average size and weight but she is rather fit even for her age Power: Ability to replicate powers, drains them, or takes them away completely. Other: She is the old woman who lives on the outer edge of Roxas who also tends to take in stray children and people.
Let us get started.
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Teers
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SO what if i'm not completely 'here' atleast I don't have the headache yet.
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Post by Teers on Nov 26, 2008 16:58:02 GMT -5
Emo sat on the bus holding her bag and holding her fair for the ride in her hand, staring out of the window as the city left and the wheels squeaked as they accelerated on the highway towards Nevada, she had left Maine over a week ago and switching buses this was the last one before she got to Roxas, the one place she had been told she would be safe. She rubbed her blue hair and hoped that it would be a nice town. County played on the radio and she groaned, whoever invented country needed to be shot she thought in her mind.
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earlyrose
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Post by earlyrose on Nov 27, 2008 14:36:52 GMT -5
Is this alright?
Name: Zekeal Geledenwich Age: 21 Gender: Male Personality: Sardonic, sarcastic, pessimitic and a determined realist. Only a few have broken through his 'shell' and found the lively and powerful person that Zekeal could have been if he'd never found his gift. Description: Tall, slim, with a bland face, the sort you wouldn't remember- a sharp nose and intelligent, wary eyes. He has short dark hair and amber eyes. He is athlectically fit. Power: Illusionist. Other: Being on the run since he was 17, Zekeal's prime interest is surviving for as long as he can. xxxx The man started at the blurred countryside outside of the bus and he made a face at the scenery. He wasn't one for rural areas; nothing was going on at all. And you couldn't hide or disappear like he'd done for years or the city. But a little bird told him Roxas was a haven for those like himself- 'gifted'. He could make illusions. The extent of his power to Zekeal was unknown: trying them out was like jumping up and down outside an SDBT office and shouting "Come get me! I'm gifted!" He sighed again, and glanced across the bus at the girl with blue hair on the other side of the almost empty bus. Obviously Roxas wasn't a popular destination. But then who'd want to vist such an obscure town that it had taken Zekeal almost an hour to find it on a map? It was probably a dump. But, as it was a safe dump, Zekeal would stay until the SDBT caught his scent again and then.. he'd scarper off to somewhere else. He kicked his scruffy brown case in fustration, but discretely. He didn't want anyone to think he was mad.
ooc//I can alter it if you want.
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Nick
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Post by Nick on Nov 27, 2008 15:43:23 GMT -5
Name: Michael White Age: 19 Gender: Male Personality: Chaotic and selfish, White does whatever he feels like WHENEVER he feels like. He just wants to have a good time and increase his power. But he can't resist a request for a song, and he's very considerate and surprisingly gentlemanly. Description: White hair with pink eyes, he's an albino with a skin color that's not quite as pale as most. He's quite handsome yet there's a wildness in his smile, and he always wears a gold jacket with black straps across his shoulders and his chest, with silver, tipless gloves that have emeralds embedded in the front, white pants and silver and green gloves. He wears a belt with a big emerald stud on the front. He usually carries a black guitar. Power: Telekinesis: ability to move objects with his mind. Other:
"Were you booo-ooooooorn an a$$hole? Or didja work on it your whole life?" White sang out as he sat in the bus. "Either way it worked out fine...cuz you're an assssshole toniiiight!" He laughed as he plucked on his guitar, his own little country song drowning out the other one for a few moments.
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Teers
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Post by Teers on Nov 27, 2008 15:43:46 GMT -5
*no its great, the bus will continue for a few more posts to see if anyone else wants to join.*
The bus's seats where uncomforable shifting her position for the hundreth time. She had a bit off food in her bag and looked at the person across the bus from her. She took out two small bags of cookies and opened one eating a couple while offering the unopened one silently to the man. She didn't say anything but it had been hours since boarding and she knew that he must be atleast a little hungry. Each bag held about 20 mini cookies inside of them.
They left yet another city and she stared out the window at the scenery cursing the country music and looking at the map on the screen in the front of the bus which stated they where four citys away from roxas. But not giving a time amount, Emo growled softly before putting another cookie in her mouth and eating it quietly. She was going to burn every bus if this one got a flat and took them another day to get to Roxas.
She then heard the other person singing and knowing a small bit about her gift she turned around and threw a cookie at the man while at the same time consentrating on the man's shoe and made the shoe heat up to uncomfortable levels. The cookie had been to keep him from suspecting her for the crime.
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Post by basiun on Nov 27, 2008 19:34:45 GMT -5
Name: Paul Weber Age: 27 Gender: Male Personality: A joker, poking fun at just about even the most desperate of situations. He enjoys using his illusions to startle people. Description: His true appearance is unknown, as he makes subtle changes regularly, to avoid people remembering him. Power: Illusion Other: Paul doesn't understand morality, and tends to get himself in unnecessary trouble by using his illusions. -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Paul gets up from his seat a few rows behind White and begins shouting, " 'Ey! quit that box! sum people 're tryin' ter sleep back 'ere!" A few seats forward and across from him, Paul turns around and shouts back "Shu' up an' let the man play! yer disturbin' 'em more'n 'e is, anyhow!" "Ya stay aht o' this! i'm 'ere just tryin' ter get sum George , and 'e goes and wakes me up! That's a bit rude, dontcha fin'?" "It's just's sorry fer ya ter start shoutin' abaht it, and bother effrybody else, too!" " If 'e 'adn't started playin', aw this Barney could 'ave been avoided in the first place!" "Jus' ge' yer sooty, ya two-foot." "Yeah, yeah, so long's the bloomin' box's kept dahn." The first Paul calms down and looks out the window while the second starts apologizing to the other passengers, giving the excuse of an ill-tempered identical twin.
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Nick
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Post by Nick on Nov 28, 2008 8:14:12 GMT -5
White brushed his hair back and smirked. People. He began to calmly read over a little book he'd brought with him on the bus from his sack: Road to Perdition.
Ironic. He thought. VERY ironic.
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earlyrose
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Post by earlyrose on Nov 29, 2008 6:37:28 GMT -5
ooc//I love the film of that book! I couldn't resist daying that..
bic// Zekeal was suprised at the offer, and shook his head. "Thanks anyway," he smiled back blandly. He never felt hungry when he was in a bad mood. Odd. Well, it wasn't his oddest feature, so he left it at that. He peered at the others on the bus interestly. He was suprised when the man at the back had so clearly shown his power of illusions, but relaxed a little when he realised it was only obvious to him for he was an illusionist also, and the second Paul was all milky and ghostlike to him. The guitarist behind looked odd. He had a gift too, most likely. But he (White) was sensible enough not to use it... yet. Gifts seemed to make people want to feel unique, and often lead to punky or unusual apperances. Apart from him. But then all he wanted to do was blend in, hide. His eyes wandered back to the girl. She looked uncomfortable on her seat. He had automatically make an illusion the seat was more comfortable when he'd sat down, and chose to believe it instead of seeing through it. That was an improvement on usual. When he was feeling particularly depressed, he couldn't even make himself believe his illusions of feeling happy, full, comfortable, not lonely; they just faded away, leaving him in reality. They had a strange companionship, despite the fact they obviously had it in for one another. His reality was a painful one, but he often cheated by creating his own illusion-reality, in which he was normal. He returned to staring out of the window, and imagined the girl's seat would be comfortable for her. And so it would appear to be for her.
ooc//For some variation because Basuin also choose illusions, Zekeal's illusions are based on imagination and the thoughts of others. For instance, he imagined Emo found her seat more comfy, so she found it felt more comfortable. Is that alright?
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Teers
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SO what if i'm not completely 'here' atleast I don't have the headache yet.
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Post by Teers on Nov 29, 2008 11:06:18 GMT -5
((Everyone only knows a small bit about their gifts. For example, illusions are only abled to be controled a small bit, a identical twin, or a comfy seat is ok but the illusions can not to alot. Talk and do small movements is alright, they can walk but they are not solid enough for anyone to touch. Pyro's can only do small amounts, like Emo attempting to burn nick shoes. However talking to animals they can only talk to small ones. As they get trained by Rachel they will get more control and be able to do things alot better. They will want to keep showing their powers on the bus to a min because the bus driver is a relitive of one of the SDBT.))
Emo shifted once agian heating up the anoying person's shoes to higher levels.
*nick his feet should feel like their burning*
The bus sign showed only two more towns until roxas. They would be there in a few hours the bus driver anounced.
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Post by basiun on Nov 30, 2008 17:38:41 GMT -5
Paul #2 ((Who is actually the real one)) makes his way to Zekeal's seat and slings an arm around his shoulder. "What's got ya dahn, mate? Middle o' Nowhere, Nevada, not a very excitin' prospect to ya? Well, at least I'll be there ter keep everyone's spirits up, 'uh? Oh, I'm Paul, by the way." Paul reaches to shake Zekeal's hand.
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Nick
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Post by Nick on Nov 30, 2008 18:37:46 GMT -5
"OW." White quickly leaned down and took his shoes off, rubbing his feet. They were friggin' HOT! What the?!
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Teers
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Post by Teers on Dec 6, 2008 14:02:50 GMT -5
Emo snickered softly and stopped concentrating, though the shoes where steaming they quickly began to cool off. She tossed her hair out of her eye and watched as the bus said that they where entering Roxas.
The town was so deselot, a few houses scattered in the center and a sheriffs station, however they didn't stop in the middle of town but continued. Only one hotel in the whole town, but they stopped infront of the very few food joints. Emo streached and looked at the others as the bus driver opened the door and she got up from her seet first and was the first to be struck by the hot dry air as she got out. The wind was blowing sand everywhere luckly most of it stayed on the ground. A few people walked around but they looked at her like she was infected with something.
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Nick
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Post by Nick on Dec 6, 2008 14:15:51 GMT -5
White slung his guitar over his shoulder and looked at the girl that the others were staring at, going over to her.
"How come everyone's staring at you like you've got the plague?" He inquired quietly.
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earlyrose
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Post by earlyrose on Dec 7, 2008 4:14:45 GMT -5
Zekeal smiled vaguely back at Paul. "Nice to meet you..." He picked up his battered case and stepped past him to get off the bus. It didn't suprise him people were staring. They must know that gifteds were travelling to Roxas to hide; he wondered how many buses had arrived. The sand blew into his face, as if to remind he was in the middle of nowhere. Some dump. He looked wearily at the hotel. It looked pitiful. At least, it did to him. The whole place had a battered, dusty feel that he hated. Why hadn't he stayed in the bustle of the city why he belonged. Once again he cursed his stupid gift. Then, ignoring the others, set off to the hotel resignedly.
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Post by basiun on Dec 7, 2008 16:38:38 GMT -5
Paul watched as the others started to leave. "Awright, then." He turned back to where his illusion was imitating sleep, and shouted back to it. " 'Ey! Johnnie! We're 'ere! Getcher things 'n le's scapa!" "Ugh, 's 'bout time." Keeping an eye on Johnnie to make sure he didn't go through anything, he went back to his seat, retrieved his bag, and proceeded to get off the bus. The sun's too bright here, was his first thought. Well of course it is, he responded to himself. No big city smog 'n buildings to block it 'ere. No, there wasn't, he supposed. But the sand could blind him well enough. Then quit yer whining and get sum glasses. If there's anywhere 'round 'ere that sells 'em, he thought, and set off in search of a store, arguing with Johnnie about whatever came to mind.
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