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Kyte sighed, taking another swig of her smoothie. At the moment, she appeared to be a drunk as she stared at the table angrily. Her eyes looked dull and tired as she looked at her phone. Nothing from him. She sighed. Then again, why would he text or call her? He broke up with her... Kyte growled, smacking her head into the table.

"This sucks" She snarled, looking back up and sighing again. She bit her lip as she twirled the moisture on the cup around her finger, playing with it. Becoming bored with this very quickly, she looked at her phone again only now she was checking the time. It now read seven-thirty. As if on cue, the P.A. came on.
"Attention shoppers, we are now closed. Please make your way to the exit closest to your location. Thank you and have a nice day" the voice called. Kyte closed her eyes for a moment as she stood up, picking up her shopping bags and drink. As she walked, looking more dead than alive, she began feeling strange. Thinking that it was simply her feeling sick, she continued onwards to the exit. She coughed suddenly, her lungs feeling heavy and tight. What was going on? She felt her knees buckle as she began falling towards the ground.
"Crap..." Kyte muttered as she lost consciousness.

Cypher walked down the street. It felt great to be back home. Cypher had taken a trip to Scotland. He had hitched a plane there easily. When he got there he checked out all the tourist sites. He got to Loch Ness and saw peiple hunting Nessy the Loch Ness Monster. So he then came up with a plan to stop it. Scare the shit out of everyone. He transformed into a sea monster and started attacking everyone that went for Nessy. Cypher didn't kill anyone of course, but he leave a fair share in the hospital. The entire time he did this he caught glimses of the real Loch Ness Monster. When he tried to follow Nessy though, she would always disappear mysteriously. Eventualy the hunting came to complete stop and he left. He swore he'd be back to find Nessy though.

Just then he noticed the seemed to be desesrted. Cypher sensed someone following him but could not see them. The next thing he knew he was hit from behind. Cypher whirled around to fend off his attacker but was hit by some kind of stungun. Dazed and confused he couldn't figure out what was going on. It started to get harder to breath and he eventually lost consciousness.

"Stop stalling, make a name for yourself.
Boy you better put that pen to paper and charm your way out.
If you talk you better walk you better back your shit up
With more than good hooks while you're all under the gun," Nyxatria-Nyalitris sang loudly as she walked through the mall, her I-pod blaring in her ears.
She stopped suddenly, feeling a hand on her arm, barely above her exposed wrist.
She felt the sudden breathtaking shock from a taser, and the next thing she saw was nothing. Blackness.
She could still hear her I-pod, could feel the floor underneath her, the pain of a fresh cut from a knife across her back. The pain felt like it was in the shape of a smiley face that spanned her entire back.
After what seemed like forever, but was probably only a few seconds, she grew numb, and even her blaring music faded to whispers. Then nothing.
She felt nothing. She heard nothing. She couldn't breathe. She couldn't hear. She couldn't see.
"What's going on?" she screamed, but no sound escaped her lips.

Diana Left the gym and walked down the streets of the big apple. She sighed and felt how her muscles were tired after ll the practice. *Seems like I'm 100% ready for the competetion next month* she thought as she swung down a narrow alley. This was the part of her hometrip she hated the most. The narrow alley where anything could happen and where there wasn't much space to move around on. She increased her pace a bit as she walked and just before she reached the spot where she could exit the alley she felt a smash to her head, neck and back. *What's happening? Am I being mugged? I wish I had seen...* she thought as her senses grew numb and ëverything grew black around her. She lost consienceness and dropped to the ground passed out.

Working in the local mall for a very attractive and hospitable individual made Xinda realise how lucky she was when Sarah Hodium found her and made her her assistant ever since, eventually this made the two get closer and closer and now share a motherly-daughterly bond, so when Xinda was summoned by Sarah at almost 7:15 it was normal and almost expected that she was going to close up shop alone today again. Sarah walked up to Xinda from behind the counter “Xee, can you do me a favouuuuurrr, please?” she said cheekily with a corny smile to join it which always made Xinda laugh “Don’t worry about it, I’ll close up shop. Go home!” she almost demanded in a joking manner and with that Sarah hugged Xinda bidding her farewell. So as usual at around 7:20 people from “Sarah’s Boutique” started to make their way home, She said her farewells to her customers as well as browsers as they exited her shop.

Xinda’s neck felt strained making her left hand grip the back of her neck and gently massage it as she walked over the shop, giving it a once over making sure everything was up to scratch and that everyone was evicted from there. Once she completed this she checked her watch which read 7:30 and that also meant she was finally off and could spend it however she wanted to or so she thought. She locked the front of the shop twirling the keys in her left index finger, she contently smiling as she made her way to the back with the constant thought of being able to watch her favourite movie; the same scene reoccurring in her head as she walked on to the storage area of the shop, she licked her lips speaking to herself in a whisper “The pizza part. Now where is that darn DVD?” She bit on her lower lip scrambling about to find her DVD when she suddenly felt faint, her knees giving way hitting onto the ground although it seemed to happen with a five second delay in her head making everything seem to slow down, the clock’s second hand seemed to be not moving at all, the bee buzzing around a nearby flower seemed to be taking lessons from the snail. Eventually her torso could not hold up and she felt to the ground entirely with a small sound of thud being resonated, she could feel the cold from the tiled floor seep through her clothes and to her warm body, as she laid there for what seemed to be a while and no one right now could say otherwise she noticed the DVD she was looking for, this being the last thought in her head as her brain then slowed to a halt with the same title running through her head “Back To The Future”.

Alan Bailey had just arrived in America for his 2 week long holiday having set off from York. He got off the plane and waited for his bag to arrive on the conveyor belt. He waited and waited, but his bag did not appear, and everyone else from the plane collected their bags and left. "Oh darn it", he said, "My bag just has to go and disappear somewhere, what on earth am I going to do for clothes and stuff now. I don't want to buy a new wardrobe here."
Then as soon as he finished his sentence, at 7:25 local time, an announcement was heard over the P.A. system. "Will a Mr A. Bailey come to the main security room, a problem has been found with your baggage. I repeat will a Mr A. Bailey come to the main security room."
He thought, "Eh, I wonder whats wrong with my baggage. I better go there and clear up whatever misunderstanding there is." He then preceded to walk to the main security room which was conveniently signed and he knocked on the door. There was no answer, even after waiting a total of one minute after knocking a few times. So he tried to open the door and found it to be open, so he went through, at 7:30. Then as soon as he walked in, it closed and locked itself.
He was in an empty room devoid of windows and other doors with a single air vent near the top of the room. He struggled at the door trying to open it and screaming, but it didn't help. Since he was tired from the flight, he wasn't thinking properly and had completely forgotten about his power. Then he suddenly started to get sleepy, he thought, "Must be some sort of sleeping gas." He struggled to keep awake, but he fell into a deep sleep slumped against the door.

One index finger. A blade of grass.

The finger moved closer to the blade of grass. Nothing happened.

A green eye twitched violently. Nothing happened.

The finger was only millimetres away. The blade of grass was still resolute.

The eye relaxed. Plesio, the teenager who owned the green eye, reclined onto the small patch of grass with a sigh. He'd been trying for quite some time now to use his telekinesis on things other than his own body, but nothing ever happened; his telekinesis could really be only used on himself.

"I need an eye doctor..." Before Plesio noticed the male of a nearby teenage couple whisper to his girlfriend 'Just ignore him, sweetheart', Plesio's phone rang. He picked it up, spun it by the ring on the upper-left corner, flipped it open and answered it. "What's up, mate?" he greeted cheerfully.

"Sir," replied a voice that sounded like someone in their late 20s, "we have found the players."

Plesio sat up, feeling very spry. This meant that the game was gonna start soon. "Awesome!" he shouted into his phone, causing three children nearby to run off. "So how are they?"

"Unfortunately, only three of them are located in the mall. The other three are somewhere else." Plesio looked aggrivated, like a child that was told that they weren't allowed to drive the car. "We've already found them though, and they're already in place with the pins attached, so rest assured." Plesio smiled again. "We just need you at the mall."

"Great," Plesio smirked. "I'll be seeing you- WAIT! Did you remember to hide all ingredients in the ice cream shops?"

The other end sighed before responding. "Yes sir, we did."

"Good: the ice cream's not gonna serve itself. See ya."

"And one thing, sir," the voice cut in. "In the bicycle shop, there is a bladed blue wheel underneath the floor. It has two thick spokes with grips on them. It is yours. Farewell." Plesio heard the tone that meant that they hung up, and sent an SMS to someone else.

Hey Cat
Players r ready. C u soon

After pocketing the phone, Plesio stood up with a groan and walked off towards the mall, curious about the wheel. "Let's hope she actually shows."

(OOC: okay, I'm posting. I was waiting to see if anyone else was going to, then i thought you all abandoned this so SCREW IT. Here I go )

Kyte moaned gently, rubbing the back of her head as she awoke. She cringed as her head began to throb. Kyte stood up silently, examining her surroundings. Her eyes caught the paper that laid a few feet away from her. Stepping forward, she read it curiously, noticing it was adressed to her.

Kyte:

One Two, Find the shoe.
Three, Four, go to the third floor

Kyte shook her head as she stepped out onto the main floor. What was that supposed to mean? She thought for a moment, her mind going through an invisible list of possibilities. Then it hit her. A shoe store! She dashed forward to the directory happily, her mind becoming unstuck. Now, she just had to figure out why she was here.

Diana kept her eyes closed even though she was awake. She was listening to her surroumding and checking to see how much she could move. She knew two things so far. 1: She was no longer outside but inside and 2: She had a terrible headache. She breathed heavily as she discovered that she wasn't restrained in any way and slowly she opened her eyes. She looked around and realised she was inside a mall. *What in the world is this?* she thought as she got out of her chair. She rubbed her head and felt a bump in it. Whoever hit her had left it, the bastard. If he was gonna kidnap her he could at least use chloroform or something instead of beating her up in a brutal manner. Also he had just dumped her on the floor in this mall which seem intact yet abandoned. All the stores seemed like they were still in buisness but the mall itself was empty. No sounds of people as far as Diana could hear.

After a little while of letting her thoughts wander on their own Diana got up from the floor and looked around. It seemed she had been placed in a sports-shop. *fitting* she thought as her eyes came across a piece of folded paper with her name on it. She grabbed it and unfolded it only to find a strange message on it. It even rhymed which wasn't really an improvement in this case. While she read the note she warmed up her legs in case she needed to run. Afteralll there was no need to put her limbs in danger if this was just a matter of getting out of this place.


Spiderman was once a boy
but every girl also needs a toy
A doll is often a wise choice
So go have have fun on 5th with Joyce.


Diana raised an eyebrow at the note. Spiderman, toys and someone named Joyce... What in the world was this? Some stupid commercial or something? Sounded more like a kids rhyme than anything. *Wait a minute... Toys...* Diana scrathed her eyebrow as she always did when she was thinking about something. *Dolls...* she suddenly snapped "Joyful Joyce" she said rather loudly and looked at the note again. "Have fun on 5th" she mumbled. "5th? Ahh 5th floor of course... but where am I now?" she wondered and looked around.

Kor sighed as his life continued to get more and more complex. He was thankful for his ability and being a doctor he'd become one of the best doctors with his ability and after a good day at work had left to go relax at the mall.

He had gotten a vanilla ice cream and enjoyed eating it slowly. He'd made lots of money and so he'd gathered ice cream, purchased Grand Theft Auto 4, and some toys for his brother's kid. He wanted to stop by the local Bookstar in the mall and pick up some more of those X men comics, they had given him clues about his abilities especially other character who remained in the fictional universe. He heard the voice on the phone? The Mall's nearly closed? I might as well pick up the comics later no need to steal the latest issue He laughed at the thought of stealing a $3.00 comic considering the amount of money he had.

He began heading towards the ask, when before he knew what was happening he went unconscious. He awoke with a letter with writing"Great?

(can you pm me a rhyme and tell me what to do life?)

(( okay, no ones posting >.<))

Kyte turned into the large shoe store on the third floor. it had been the third one on that floor so far. She began searching for the shoes, slightly annoyed at how long it was taking her. Suddenly, she spotted the pair of blue heels, stuck in a box filled with saphires. She looked in the box to see a note. She pulled it out calmly, reading it.

"Ashes to ashes
Dust to Dust
Find the store with ashes and dust..." It read. Kyte stared at it, confused.

"Who ever writes these, really sucks." She muttured.

Nyx groaned as she came back into consciousness.
She realized she was laying on her side and rolled onto her back. Not the best choice unfortunately, because she was on the rim of the fountain on the first floor.
"Whoa!" she splashed into the water.
Thoroughly drenched, she stood up and stepped from the water, noticing a slip of paper on the rim of the fountain, she dried her hands on a chair and picked up the paper, unfolding it.

Like your music loud and deaf
Want your I-pod
Go on up to level nine
And you'll find music so fine

"Level nine?" she murmured, jogging to the escalator, she realized how quiet it was.
"Where is everyone?" she yelled to the silence, running up the escalators until she was on nine.
"Hello?" she drew out the word, walking into the first music store she saw.
"You've got to be kidding me!" I-pods lay scattered at what seemed random on the floor. Thankfully, none of them were covered in Sharpie like hers.