Introduction
"Sir, you need to see this straight away."
"Those readings... Do those readings mean what I think they mean?"
"It means there's an asteroid of considerable size heading straight for us, sir."
"Those readings... Do those readings mean what I think they mean?"
"It means there's an asteroid of considerable size heading straight for us, sir."
When it was announced that a full eclipse would be visible in the northern hemisphere, people were excited. Students started working on projects about it. Researchers started preparing their equipment, seeing how it would affect various readings. However, only a few days before the eclipse, scientists discovered that there was an asteroid of considerable size heading straight for them. Not big enough to destroy the earth, but big enough to cause some serious damage. It was expected to land in the middle of nowhere on the west coast. People living within a fifteen mile radius were relocated for their safety.
The atmosphere caused the asteroid to change course slightly, and collided a few miles outside of a small town by the name of Hazelbrook- at the darkest point of the eclipse. Various pieces of electric equipment went haywire for several hours, before everything returned to as close to normal as it could ever get. However, things quickly downhill from there.
Strange things started happening. People started dropping dead for no apparent reason. Animals were attacking people, then dropping dead as well. Wildfires broke out, then died out just as quickly. These events weren't just limited to the US- these things were happening across the world.
Then some people started developing strange powers. But not slowly or gradually. One day they woke up with the ability to hear people's thoughts or set things on fire with their mind. They had no chance to learn to control them. Some considered them an abomination. Others considered it a natural phenomenon. But the thing was that it just kept happening. Every day, more people were waking up with a newfound ability.
The thing about natural phenomena such as this is that it's an excellent distraction. People were still dying of no apparent reason, and those numbers weren't slowing down- if anything, they were speeding up. But the focus was what to do with these people who still couldn't control their power. Everybody was ignoring these mysterious deaths.
Or, at least- most people were. There was a small group of people in the town of Hazelbrook who noticed these deaths- and who decided to put their differences aside and try to get to the bottom of them.
The atmosphere caused the asteroid to change course slightly, and collided a few miles outside of a small town by the name of Hazelbrook- at the darkest point of the eclipse. Various pieces of electric equipment went haywire for several hours, before everything returned to as close to normal as it could ever get. However, things quickly downhill from there.
Strange things started happening. People started dropping dead for no apparent reason. Animals were attacking people, then dropping dead as well. Wildfires broke out, then died out just as quickly. These events weren't just limited to the US- these things were happening across the world.
Then some people started developing strange powers. But not slowly or gradually. One day they woke up with the ability to hear people's thoughts or set things on fire with their mind. They had no chance to learn to control them. Some considered them an abomination. Others considered it a natural phenomenon. But the thing was that it just kept happening. Every day, more people were waking up with a newfound ability.
The thing about natural phenomena such as this is that it's an excellent distraction. People were still dying of no apparent reason, and those numbers weren't slowing down- if anything, they were speeding up. But the focus was what to do with these people who still couldn't control their power. Everybody was ignoring these mysterious deaths.
Or, at least- most people were. There was a small group of people in the town of Hazelbrook who noticed these deaths- and who decided to put their differences aside and try to get to the bottom of them.
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Will Sykes | 21 | Radio Show Host | Ability: Psionic Blast| FC: Gustav Wood |
Name: | Age: | Chef | Ability: No | FC: Kat Graham | OPEN
Angelo De Luca | 23 | Paramedic | Ability: No | FC: Luke Pasqualino |
Emovere Drake | 23 | Doctor | Ability: Empathy | FC: Caitlin Stasey |
Name: | Age: | Researcher | Ability: No | FC: Alex Gaskarth | OPEN
Luciane Crow | 17 | Researcher | Ability: Able To Make Things Malfunction On Contact| FC: Luanna Perez |
Thorran King | 22 | Soldier | Ability: Yes | FC: Jacob Artist | Reserved-AeJylhis
Name: | Age: | Librarian's Assistant | Ability: No | FC: Jamie Chung | OPEN
Jeremy Winters | 11 | Student | Ability: Hyper-Cellular Manipulation | FC: Dakota Goyo | Reserved- Mr. Baneling Squishy
Name: | Age: | Biology and Chemistry Teacher | FC: Jennifer Morrison | OPEN
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The Story So Far... Write a Post » as written by 6 authors
| 14 Days Post-Eclipse |
Now, it's time for me to sign off, dear listeners. As of right now, there's still no zombie sightings, but be on your guard. These things tend to take their time. Stay safe and stay vigilant. I'll be here, waiting for you tomorrow. This is Show Pony, signing off.
As the outro theme started to play in his headphones, he took them off and stood up. He was going to meet with a bunch of others about this whole mysterious death thing. Not that he was sure where he fitted in to it, not with a power that could only harm. But it was better than just sitting at home, waiting for it to be time to start his radio show again. And if they had to fight anyone, then he guessed he'd be useful.
He grabbed his notes for the next day's show on his way out, shoving them into his backpack as he walked. Apparently some people were attempting to suppress their powers. Not him- he'd learned that suppressing his just made it worse. So he was embracing it and not really using it. Well... except to occasionally annoy people who were being dicks in public. But they deserved it. And it wasn't like he was rendering them unconscious or anything, he was just confusing them and giving them headaches.
Life had somewhat returned to normal as people started to get to grips with their powers. There was still the occasional wildfire or whatever, but they had a pretty good fire department. They were learning to deal with it. Of course, many without powers still thought that they needed to be locked away. People who voiced those opinions in public often got a blast of his powers as well.
He reached the Starbucks they were all meeting in and ordered an Americano, one sugar. His coffee in hand, he took the seat nearest the window and waited.
Luciane wobbled out of the school, keeping her head down and attempted to giggle. She had caused a little trouble, maybe, just a little. Just enough to pause class for the last five minutes. No pop quiz for her if the teacher couldn't get the powerpoint to work. Of course, that stopped her from working too. Her friend had tried to have a conversation with her, but she could only get out random sounds to indicate that she was trying, but she wasn't really working at the moment. Her friend, so kind of her, had walked her out of the school, but had to catch her bus. She wished she had someone to walk her across the street, to Starbucks, but she would just have to wait.
After 5 more minutes of sitting on a bench, regaining herself, Luce was able to breeze into Starbucks, and order her favorite frappucino. As she waited, she leaned on the bar, surveying the room, her eyes settling on the man sitting next to the window. The one she was here to meet with. It was nice, she thought, others who not only focused on their powers, but the untimely deaths that wouldn't stop happening. Everyone wanted to forget about it, but why? She couldn't understand, how people could just settle their curiosity in such a way. Why stop asking questions? Why be contempt in being ignorant? You should always actively learn, that's what she firmly believed.
After she was given her drink, she settled into the chair across from the man and smiled. "Hi, I'm Luce," she simply greeted, taking a sip. "I like birds, and I mess things up," was how she introduced herself. She watched him, tucking her dark hair behind her ear. Wide eyes, a face that didn't hide expressions. Like me, she thought Yes, she had a firm opinion that she was as open as they come. You could read her with a glance.
Jeremy Winters:
Today was worse then normal. Not his asthma, not his allergies. The bullying. He had gym class at the end of the day, followed by only one more day, and some of his classmates decided it would be funny to try and lock him outside of the locker room naked dripping wet. It was not easy being him, but at least he had a way back inside. Once he heard the others leave and enter the shower room again.
He created a bone blade that stuck out of his wrist, kind of similar to where Spiderman shot his webs from, and broke the lock to the locker room, re-entering and immediately heading towards his locker. There was an extra towel in there he used to dry off, and was about to get dressed when two of those bullies turned the corner. "I thought we told you to stay outside, weezy".
Weezy. Possible the worst asthma related nickname ever. Not worst meaning insulting, but as in it was extremely stupid. "Just leave me alone, assholes".
Immediately, one of them started punching his face in. However, after about five punches in, he flinched, and his skin turned rock hard, so when the bully punched him a sixth time, he broke his hand. This gave him enough time to put his clothes on before the Gym Teacher came in, looked at the two of them, and told them both to go to the nurses office...and for the nurse to call for some paramedics to pick up the bully with the broken hand.
It was rather uneventful, but the nurses office did get him out of his last class, which mean he could make it to Starbucks earlier then expected. Also, it let him avoid all the bullies. He passed the paramedics on his way out, trying not to get noticed. He would rather not have to deal with any fuss. That said, his face hurt like hell. But thanks to his flinching and breaking the bullies hand, even though it was his fault, it was only going to get worse now. That did not help him at all.
When he finally made it to the Starbucks, he ordered a Banana Mango Smoothie, and sat down at the table as he got out his laptop. He put the cold drink on his face. "Ooooh. Nice and cold. Cold good". His face was still in pain, after all. "Well, at least I arrived earlier then expected. So, who else are we waiting on?"
He opened his laptop, and brought up his Police Channel Monitoring Program he wrote that informed him of anything note worthy in the police channels.
Today was worse then normal. Not his asthma, not his allergies. The bullying. He had gym class at the end of the day, followed by only one more day, and some of his classmates decided it would be funny to try and lock him outside of the locker room naked dripping wet. It was not easy being him, but at least he had a way back inside. Once he heard the others leave and enter the shower room again.
He created a bone blade that stuck out of his wrist, kind of similar to where Spiderman shot his webs from, and broke the lock to the locker room, re-entering and immediately heading towards his locker. There was an extra towel in there he used to dry off, and was about to get dressed when two of those bullies turned the corner. "I thought we told you to stay outside, weezy".
Weezy. Possible the worst asthma related nickname ever. Not worst meaning insulting, but as in it was extremely stupid. "Just leave me alone, assholes".
Immediately, one of them started punching his face in. However, after about five punches in, he flinched, and his skin turned rock hard, so when the bully punched him a sixth time, he broke his hand. This gave him enough time to put his clothes on before the Gym Teacher came in, looked at the two of them, and told them both to go to the nurses office...and for the nurse to call for some paramedics to pick up the bully with the broken hand.
It was rather uneventful, but the nurses office did get him out of his last class, which mean he could make it to Starbucks earlier then expected. Also, it let him avoid all the bullies. He passed the paramedics on his way out, trying not to get noticed. He would rather not have to deal with any fuss. That said, his face hurt like hell. But thanks to his flinching and breaking the bullies hand, even though it was his fault, it was only going to get worse now. That did not help him at all.
When he finally made it to the Starbucks, he ordered a Banana Mango Smoothie, and sat down at the table as he got out his laptop. He put the cold drink on his face. "Ooooh. Nice and cold. Cold good". His face was still in pain, after all. "Well, at least I arrived earlier then expected. So, who else are we waiting on?"
He opened his laptop, and brought up his Police Channel Monitoring Program he wrote that informed him of anything note worthy in the police channels.
Emovere walked briskly out of the hospital, brushing her wild dark hair back with one hand and blowing exasperated air out of the side of her mouth. Reaching her car, she unlocked it and opened the passenger door. Tossing in her clipboard, papers, and white jacket, Emmy walked around to the other side of the car and sat in the hot leather driver's seat, closing the door quite forcefully and sighing a heavy sigh. With all the new patients, all in critical condition, she'd gotten no rest. The only reason she was able to get away now was because of a large shipment of medicines that had to be unloaded- and a prior arrangement. Emovere started the car finally and blasted the AC, about to turn off the news station reporting on new death numbers, when she heard an ending message that caught her interest.
"Now, it's time for me to sign off, dear listeners. As of right now, there's still no zombie sightings, but be on your guard. These things tend to take their time. Stay safe and stay vigilant. I'll be here, waiting for you tomorrow. This is Show Pony, signing off." Emovere scoffed as she turned out of the hospital parking lot. Zombies? This Show Pony character was a little too cheerful and joking for this sort of predicament. Well, what did he know about people dying? He was some radio anchor. Setting cruise control on the long highway, Emmy rolled her eyes. Calm down, Emmy. He's just some radio host. Don't get so worked up. This Starbucks appointment was much needed, she reminded herself when a wave of guilt swept over her. People didn't need her and only her. There were other talented and skilled doctors. An hour-long coffee event wasn't going to take a hundred lives.
Emmy turned off the highway, driving into a part of town she didn't visit often- a more rural, secluded area in this busy city. Noticing the pretty landscaping, she laughed slightly. When was the last time she'd paid attention to pretty flowers and nice shrubbery? Everything had just been so stressful lately- for the last two weeks. Ever since that cursed meteor struck down. And not just anywhere! NO! It had to bee in the middle of HER TOWN. Slamming her palms down on the steering wheel in frustration, she glanced over to the tan car next to her. In it was an elderly gentleman with a concerned, yet frightened look on his face.
Grunting with pent-up stress, she calmed herself into an emotion of happiness and reached out to the man at the stoplight next to her. Linking to his mind, she took the emotion of concern and fear and replaced it, along with his thoughts from the previous minute, with the happiness she had created. His face went blank, and then was washed over with happiness and calm. Smiling, Emmy let out the concern and fear she'd taken. Pulling into the lot of the Starbucks, Emmy composed herself and brought forth some joy from the good news of more medicine. Turning off the car, Emmy grabbed her black bag and walked inside.
She stepped into the noisy, yet comfortable environment of the coffee shop. She normally had a home brew, and was looking forward to actual good coffee for once. Ordering a Caramel Flan Latte, Emmy looked for the group she was supposed to meet. None of the customers looked familiar, but as she searched out with her mind, she felt a group of minds that were slightly different that the others. When a small boy walked in, ordered a drink, and headed over to the pair she sensed, Emmy nodded. This was the right group for sure. Picking up the hot coffee, she walked over to the table and sat in the chair next to the man. Waving hesitantly to the three already seated, she glanced around and waited for another person to enter who felt different.
"So, who's in charge? Or, are we all just new to this whole 'having crazy powers and saving the world from imminent doom' kind of thing? Because that's kind of how it's coming across to me." Sipping the hot coffee, she raised an inquisitive eyebrow.
The whole mess kind of reminded her of the Avengers. Normal people (or gods, whatever) with crazy powers saving the world from destruction. Her mind shot to the tattoo of Loki's helm on her hip. She always did root for the villain- but being one? Emmy mentally scoffed at the idea. She'd stick to the side that was saving lives.
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Angelo just got off his shift at the hospital, finding it time for him to meet up with the others at Starbucks. He couldn't believe how quickly the day just drifted by. With a sigh he stopped at his locker, removed his I.D. and his scrubs before changing into his normal clothing. Upon shoving his wallet into his back pocket and checking the time on his phone, he left the hospital and climbed into his vehicle that was parked in front of the hospital building.
He honestly had no idea why he was needed at this meeting since he didn't have any powers. But since he was asked to be there he said he would show up. The male climbed into his vehicle and drove the fifteen minutes down the road to the Starbucks before parking in the parking lot, climbing out his vehicle, locking up and headed inside.
Once Angelo stepped into the coffee house, he immediately made his way over to the counter and ordered a french vanilla cappuccino before joining the others. There were a couple people there he hadn't known, the only person he did know was Emovere. He took a seat beside her and greeted the small group. "Hey guys. I'm Angelo Luca," he introduced before taking a sip from his cappuccino and set it down on the table.
The male leaned back in the chair with a sigh, waiting on someone to speak up and tell him why he needed to be there.
He nodded to acknowledge each of their greetings. When the kid sat down, Will stared at him for a few seconds, trying to suss him out. He couldn't have been more than what, twelve? If that. But the kid seemed to know exactly why he was there, and when he took out the laptop, Will grinned to himself. Looked like he was a smart kid.
The rest of the group came in a steady flow- introducing themselves to the present group as they arrived. Nobody really stood out to him- two of them, a man and a woman looked somewhat tired. The other girl had a face that he knew he could read if he wanted to. When nobody else had turned up for a while and nobody had still said anything, Will took it upon himself to speak. After all, it had kinda been his idea to put it out on the radio. Not that it had been his idea in the first place- word had been travelling around about people who wanted to do this, so he'd decided to just... Go for it.
"Okay, so, seeing as nobody else is taking charge, I will. We should probably introduce ourselves first- I know all of your names, but nobody knows mine. So, I'm Will Sykes, and I have the ability to screw with people's heads in that I can create a blast that can cause confusion, headaches, nausea, or unconsciousness. I have a theory that I could also potentially cause death but don't want to go that far." He shrugged a little.
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Being redeployed from his PJ duties was always a welcome, although that often meant Thorran never really found a long term job to pick up during his down time from the army. Sure, he did a few odd jobs here and there to pay for his expenses, or the occasional service dog training for the policemen. That was it, he didn't really have else much to do.
He didn't have anyone to stay home to, so Thorran was always out with Odin, his dog. Walking around Hazelbrook despite the obvious hazard of potentially falling dead from whatever it was that was causing these deaths. Well, today he was at least going to do something about it.
'Well, here's the place. A rather specific Starbucks.' he thought to himself before bending down to give Odin a good scratch behind the ears. "Alright boy, you know you can't go in there. So stand by the door. No funny business."
The husky proceeded to position himself right by the door and sat there like a guardian statue, not before looking at Thorran and returned to panting, obviously pleased with himself. Thorran pushed the door open, not before looking back at Odin.
"I mean it. No funny business." he stated firmly before doing the 'I'm watching you' gesture and proceeded to step into the shop.
After purchasing his drink, a plain hot vanilla, he stared around for a bit. Sipping on his drink, his eyes landed upon the table by the window, with five other occupants who looked fairly out of place. He walked over to them.
"Hey," he raised his drink in a greeting and smiled. "So is this the right ta-?"
Obviously, he became more interested in the laptop that one of them was using. The child to be exact, probably still in elementary? He bent down a little to take a closer look at the screen, eyebrows raised.
"Looks interesting, kid," he told the boy, taking another sip of his vanilla, then continued in a lower voice. "Possibly illegal, but very interesting."
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Luce looked around the table, smiling to herself while drinking. Now there was more, a woman, two more guys, and a boy, a child. But it's not like she could say much about it, she was still in high school of course. She rested her head on her hands, and grinned at the people around her. "My name is Luce, and anything I come into contact with malfunctions," she turned her head over to the boy, with his laptop out on the table. Not very good manners, was it? "Like your laptop, I could ruin whatever your doing right now. But I won't, that wouldn't be very nice, right?" she laughed, "Plus, I wouldn't be able to have a conversation with you guys for about 10 minutes after, and that's just not good conversation practices."
After her introduction, she took a quick glance at the room around her. And spotter a dog. Her eyes brightened instantaneously with joy, and she shot up out of her seat. DOG! was all she thought in her excitement, though luckily she was able to regain herself just as quickly as she lost herself, and sat back in her seat. She smiled again, as an apology, tucking the other side of her hair behind her ear and taking another sip of her drink. She leaned over towards to child, to see what he was looking at. Police channels. It didn't really spike her interest, but a question is a question is a question, and questions deserve to be answered. Yes, she had a firm opinion that all questions should be answered as quickly as possible.
"What, are you planning on becoming a superhero or something? Can you fly, or do you have super strength like superman? It doesn't look like you can defend yourself very well though, you walk into a pole?" she asked, without a filter, but not a sense of hostility in her voice either. Just plain curiosity.
Jeremy Winters:
"Hey, people run around with police radios all the time. Normal Civilians. I just happened to get an upgrade is all. Nothing illegal about upgrades" Jeremy defended himself. Which might have been the end of it, had the women of their group, Luce, not threatened his laptop, though it was jokingly, and then questioned his ability to defend himself. He could defend himself, easily. But that would require a public display of his powers, and/or making things ten times worse for him with the bullies at school.
"No, I didn't walk into anything" he said, as he took the cold drink off his face. Notably, what had looked worn and beat up before had completely healed. "My name is Jeremy Winters, and my power is...well, I think the technical term is Hyper-Cellular Manipulation. It means I can make my cells do anything, heal anything, and even alter their traits, such as hardening skin or becoming lighter. It also means..." he made a sharp bone blade come out of his wrist, and then retracted it back into himself. "...that. Of course, I cant do it for long periods of time, nor can I use more then a few of them at once, among other...annoyances, but they are useful. Too bad I can't stop myself from feeling the pain from a hit still".
He was also lucky his powers did not inflict pain on himself, most of the time anyways. He moved his laptop slightly further away from the woman who made things malfunction. "So, just....don't ask about the injury again, okay? Its gone now anyways" Saying he was avoiding something was an understatement.
"Lets just let everyone else take their turns now...."
"Hey, people run around with police radios all the time. Normal Civilians. I just happened to get an upgrade is all. Nothing illegal about upgrades" Jeremy defended himself. Which might have been the end of it, had the women of their group, Luce, not threatened his laptop, though it was jokingly, and then questioned his ability to defend himself. He could defend himself, easily. But that would require a public display of his powers, and/or making things ten times worse for him with the bullies at school.
"No, I didn't walk into anything" he said, as he took the cold drink off his face. Notably, what had looked worn and beat up before had completely healed. "My name is Jeremy Winters, and my power is...well, I think the technical term is Hyper-Cellular Manipulation. It means I can make my cells do anything, heal anything, and even alter their traits, such as hardening skin or becoming lighter. It also means..." he made a sharp bone blade come out of his wrist, and then retracted it back into himself. "...that. Of course, I cant do it for long periods of time, nor can I use more then a few of them at once, among other...annoyances, but they are useful. Too bad I can't stop myself from feeling the pain from a hit still".
He was also lucky his powers did not inflict pain on himself, most of the time anyways. He moved his laptop slightly further away from the woman who made things malfunction. "So, just....don't ask about the injury again, okay? Its gone now anyways" Saying he was avoiding something was an understatement.
"Lets just let everyone else take their turns now...."
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As Angelo sat there, listening to all of the introductions and small conversation between the high school kid and the elementary student he just smirked a bit. The two of them definitely had a bit of personality to them, that was for sure. Though the one thought that kept coming to mind was why he was even told to be here. If it were up to him he wouldn't have, it's not like he had any powers to begin with so part of him felt a bit left out. But with a sigh he started to speak.
"I'm Angelo De Luca and I honestly don't have any clue why I'm here. I was told by one of my co-workers that I should come to this meeting...even though I don't have any powers or anything. I'm just a normal paramedic with a normal life," he explained before taking a sip from his coffee.
Angelo glanced around the table, once again observing each and every person in the small group. He hoped he hadn't intruded in anything he wasn't supposed to be aware of. But part of him had a feeling that his co-worker was right, maybe they would need a paramedic...and a doctor, he thought to himself as he glanced over at Emovere once again.
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"Hey, just saying that it could be illegal, I'm not a policeman," Thorran put one hand up to show he wasn't going to do anything, "I just think it's interesting."
He took a look at the one who called himself 'Will Sykes', "Power to screw with our heads? I hope among that repertoire of skills doesn't included hypnosis or mind control."
The kid he talked to, Jeremy Winters, began to explain his ability, something called 'Hyper-Cellular Manipulation', allowing him to do some rather interesting and freaky things. Thorran raised his eyebrow at the bone that protruded out from his wrists, like some kind of stinger. Thorran had seen enough protruding bones during his tours that this hardly fazed him anymore.
"Well, since everyone is introducing themselves, I'm Thorran King, pararescue jumper for the army," he then pointed at Odin that was outside and smiled at Luce. "That, is Odin."
"I have a vague idea what my ability might be, but I don't think I know how to control it." Thorran breathed in, knowing how dumb it would sound but, "I have the ability to turn into a mouse."
Will didn't say anything, choosing to listen to them. They certainly had a good mix of people and abilities. One girl appeared to be almost in shock. Not that he could blame her, after seeing that kid, Jeremy, make bones come out of his wrist and learning that he was monitoring police scanners. The fact that the soldier guy could also turn into a mouse was somewhat shocking. It was only at his comment about Will's power that Will reacted, smirking a little.
"Nah- think of it more like white noise, but... painful," he said. At least, he experienced white noise for those few seconds when he was using his power. Glancing at the paler girl, he cleared his throat. "So... I'm not really sure where we're going with this. Has anybody seen or heard anything strange?" He reconsidered his phrasing. Lots of strange things had been happening recently. "Stranger than usual? Anything that could be an indication of what's happening that people are dying? I work on... a radio show and I've heard of some weird things. Nothing that's of any use, I mean, it's hard to distinguish what's weird and what's weird."
Jeremy Winters:
As Jeremy listened to all the others powers and skills and what not, he then completely lost track as soon as will mentioned 'Stranger then usual'. It was because he immediately had something come to mind. His mom's disappearance. It had been labled a kidnapping at least, because of the strangeness of the disappearance. She had disappeared right after leaving work. Well, leaving is the wrong word. She had just finished for the day, and the camera saw her heading towards the exit...and that is the last seen of her. The camera on the exit does not see her leave, and it wasn't sabotaged or hacked or anything, and the camera that saw her last never saw her head back. There is a single hallway in the blindspot between those two cameras, and no other exits for her to use. She just disappeared in that hallway, with no reason or explanation. The only reason he did not bring it up recently because it was personal.
So instead, he responded with a slight sarcastic voice. He also displayed three different tells that he was hiding something, but whether people noticed them he did not know. "Stranger then getting super powers, people dropping dead, and random natural events of a chaotic nature all after a meteor that people thought might take out the planet did not?" And then, it turned out he did not need any additional pressure. "Well, there is one thing...its just...its kinda personal...not good with personal, okay, but it might be something. My mom....she just disappeared....its kinda complicated..."
He then proceeded to explain the whole situation, including the camera thing, and how she seemed to just literally disappear. "I don't know, maybe there is just some other thing or maybe the cameras were just manipulated so well and she was kidnapped normally, it just....well, what makes it weird is that she didn't drop dead. She just disappeared, without a trace. There have been a few other cases, but none had those factors that made it super weird. THey had suggestions that they were the same, but there were no cameras, or obvious other ways of getting out unseen. I just figured, since they disappeared instead of being dead, or at least my mom seemed to literally disappear, it might be something. It is....kind of why I went looking for a group like this in the first place..."
he was now really hoping they did not just think he was crazy or wrong or something.
As Jeremy listened to all the others powers and skills and what not, he then completely lost track as soon as will mentioned 'Stranger then usual'. It was because he immediately had something come to mind. His mom's disappearance. It had been labled a kidnapping at least, because of the strangeness of the disappearance. She had disappeared right after leaving work. Well, leaving is the wrong word. She had just finished for the day, and the camera saw her heading towards the exit...and that is the last seen of her. The camera on the exit does not see her leave, and it wasn't sabotaged or hacked or anything, and the camera that saw her last never saw her head back. There is a single hallway in the blindspot between those two cameras, and no other exits for her to use. She just disappeared in that hallway, with no reason or explanation. The only reason he did not bring it up recently because it was personal.
So instead, he responded with a slight sarcastic voice. He also displayed three different tells that he was hiding something, but whether people noticed them he did not know. "Stranger then getting super powers, people dropping dead, and random natural events of a chaotic nature all after a meteor that people thought might take out the planet did not?" And then, it turned out he did not need any additional pressure. "Well, there is one thing...its just...its kinda personal...not good with personal, okay, but it might be something. My mom....she just disappeared....its kinda complicated..."
He then proceeded to explain the whole situation, including the camera thing, and how she seemed to just literally disappear. "I don't know, maybe there is just some other thing or maybe the cameras were just manipulated so well and she was kidnapped normally, it just....well, what makes it weird is that she didn't drop dead. She just disappeared, without a trace. There have been a few other cases, but none had those factors that made it super weird. THey had suggestions that they were the same, but there were no cameras, or obvious other ways of getting out unseen. I just figured, since they disappeared instead of being dead, or at least my mom seemed to literally disappear, it might be something. It is....kind of why I went looking for a group like this in the first place..."
he was now really hoping they did not just think he was crazy or wrong or something.
Emmy listened to everyone introducing themselves and their powers. Will, the 'leader', had some sort of mind power as well. When the big guy, Thorran, shied away from mind control, she smiled wryly. It seemed like he would be pretty easy to get to- not only was his power becoming a mouse, he seemed very uncomfortable with her abilities. Emmy blinked, pulling herself out of a haze. Was she seriously planning the demise of these strangers? Glancing up to the conversation again, she noticed that someone familiar was sitting next to her. Angelo! His name popped into her head, and she looked away, realizing she was probably staring. Sipping on her drink, she decided to introduce herself along with the others.
"I'm Emovere Drake, doctor. My special power is mind control, of a sort, but I'd much prefer you to call it Emotional Tampering. That's more correct, and it has a nice ring to it." Faking a smile, Emovere hoped she hadn't said anything too controlling or embarrassing or- she cut her mental rambling off to listen to Will, who was speaking up again. Anything strange? Nothing stranger than that Show Pony talking about zombies. Wait, didn't Will work on a radio station? She made a mental note to ask about it.
Her mind cut to a patient they'd had only yesterday, a young man whose mind seemed to be a bit off. He had had to be bound to the bed after he kept trying to hypnotize the doctors and other patients to do who-knows-what. Startled by the similarity to her power, Emmy mostly steered clear of the guy and hadn't heard much about him since. Shaking off a concerned expression and trying to regain her bearings, she figured she ought to mention it.
"Well, people die every day in the hospital, no matter what we use. There was also a guy with powers like us, hypnosis I think, but he was a little..." she bit her lip and twirled her finger around her temple. "By the way, Will, do you happen to know Show Pony? I heard you mention working at a radio station."
Emovere wondered how badly she could screw up in saving the world and sat back in her chair.
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"My dad is dead, and my mom went missing. I don't care what you think of me, I can hold my own".
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Re: Let Live
I posted, sorry for my delay. I was away and when I came back I got sick and had to sleep a ton. I'm better now, and my post is up so hopefully we can keep this moving.
Re: Let Live
Hey guys, I'm checking in with some news.
Next week, Monday through Saturday afternoon, I'm going to be gone at camp. I've been so caught up in doing stuff that I haven't mentioned it. However, to cover my absence, I was thinking that maybe Emovere was still kind of in disbelief and tried to block the whole mess out for a while. I'm super sorry if I'm missing any important stuff, I'll read everything when I get back- promise.
Thanks and have a wonderful day!
-BurningDark
Next week, Monday through Saturday afternoon, I'm going to be gone at camp. I've been so caught up in doing stuff that I haven't mentioned it. However, to cover my absence, I was thinking that maybe Emovere was still kind of in disbelief and tried to block the whole mess out for a while. I'm super sorry if I'm missing any important stuff, I'll read everything when I get back- promise.
Thanks and have a wonderful day!
-BurningDark
Re: Let Live
I can't seem to tag any characters. I was supposed to post as the 6th person joining before the story progressed after that but the tagging kept holding me back.
I'm just going to put the blame on my internet provider.
I'm just going to put the blame on my internet provider.
Re: Let Live
Hey Mr. Baneling Squishy!
I remember that... the feels are hitting me in the face now >.<
I hope this roleplay goes much better and I hope it will. It has promise too.
I remember that... the feels are hitting me in the face now >.<
I hope this roleplay goes much better and I hope it will. It has promise too.
Re: Let Live
Oh hey BurningDark!
BTW, while going to check out your character, which I had to do from your profile since its not accepted yet, I saw Jordan Daniels and a part of me recognized it instantly and died inside.... :3
That one had so much promise.... >.>
BTW, while going to check out your character, which I had to do from your profile since its not accepted yet, I saw Jordan Daniels and a part of me recognized it instantly and died inside.... :3
That one had so much promise.... >.>
Re: Let Live
I'm thinking tomorrow or the day after, depending on when the final character is finished up and how everything goes.
Re: Let Live
@iCat: My character is up and ready, personality and history added, a few stuff tweaked. A new image added.
Re: Let Live
do you have any idea about when you wanna start? Also if anyone wants to have some sort of relationship with my character, PM me i guess
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@AeJylhis- That's perfectly fine, just let me know when you have him done.
@Mr. Baneling Squishy- Just wondering- are you intending on having Jeremy's sister an NPC? Or a playable character?
@Everyone- All finished characters are accepted, so have a read over them and start thinking about the relationships between them, decide if you want any major relationships between existing characters.
@Mr. Baneling Squishy- Just wondering- are you intending on having Jeremy's sister an NPC? Or a playable character?
@Everyone- All finished characters are accepted, so have a read over them and start thinking about the relationships between them, decide if you want any major relationships between existing characters.
Re: Let Live
Animal Manipulation it is! I'll work on my CS right now.
Edit: I've done most of the CS, I'll be writing the Personality and History separately once I've mapped his story properly in my mind. I hope that's okay with you, iCat.
Edit: I've done most of the CS, I'll be writing the Personality and History separately once I've mapped his story properly in my mind. I hope that's okay with you, iCat.
Re: Let Live
The characters all look great, guys- it's nice to have all reserved characters submitted within twenty four hours and a good proportion of them finished.
I'm on my phone at the minute, so I'll check back in when I get home, accept the completed characters and five any necessary notes.
I'm on my phone at the minute, so I'll check back in when I get home, accept the completed characters and five any necessary notes.
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Well, I made the power awesome...as well as giving it enough drawbacks so its not OP as shit.
Also, character is finished. I work quickly.
Also, character is finished. I work quickly.
Re: Let Live
Mr. Baneling Squishy wrote:Looks interesting, but all the Power Roles appear to be taken, unless the four times I looked over the list I missed something.
Anyways, like I said, looks interesting, though I have to say the Age Limit I saw on the CS is both disappointing and upsets my pet peeve. Because if I could join, Dakota Goyo and Hyper-Cellular Manipulation would be my combo.
Also, I don't know hex colors, but you can just put in the name of a color, so I would go with red.
If there was any extra room in the powered department anyways.
Seeing as you gave me a face claim and a power that sounds like it could be freaking awesome, I think I can add them in. And hey, maybe an older character with some experience might be a good idea. I'll add your FC and another older character. :)
EDIT: I see they are in fact a younger character. Maybe they could have some relation to an older character in the piece? I'll add an older character anyway, and if anyone feels like taking them on, they can. I actually really like the idea of them all having to look after a kid as well as try and save the world.