Paranormal: A Mind-Bending Story (OOC; Join up)

[Poke Trainer Gary]

Paranormal: A Mind-Bending Story

The Story
Psionics...The ability to influence the world around you with only the power of your mind. Sounds good, doesn't it? It's very potent stuff, from reading minds to moving objects. However, it's pretty scary. Those with power will often torment those without. However, when the shoe is on the other foot, things reverse. When the powerless outnumber the powerful, the powerful becomes the powerless.

The time is modern day. Psionics are a well-kept government secret, a recent mutation in humankind...In this generation. The few that have been born with psionic powers are realizing their potential, and as such, are discriminated against. Thusly, they must keep their powers secret, or go into hiding...

The US government has created a branch, the P.R.R.B (Psionic Research and Response Bureau), to learn about and deal with the newly found psychics. Their agents infiltrate society and probe around for the anomalies. Only the highest powers in the federal government, and members of the branch itself, know of the psychics' existence.

Even beyond the threat of discrimination and capture, more darkness lurks, lying in wait for our young, gifted boys and girls. Monstrous, mysterious figures threaten human society without them even knowing it. Soon, the world will fall upon its knees and depend on The Gifted.

So, will you use your gifts to help humanity and win their acceptance? Or will you use it to lash out against those who hated and feared you? The choice is yours.

So, where do you fit in all of this? Well, you're a gifted high school student at Thistlehood Creek High, Anytown, USA. Do you already know of your powers? Or are they lying in wait, ready to reveal themselves to you when you are prepared? Well, that's up to you. Before we embark on this roleplaying adventure, let's take a look at some powers, shall we?

Telepathy: The ability to read minds at its most basic. Early on, without training, the telepath will be bombarded constantly by the thoughts of those around him. Later on, though, a seasoned telepath can turn his power on and off, as well as focus it onto a single person.

Telepathy can also be used for mental attacks, eg. Mind Control. Another way of using telepathy is creating illusions that only the target can see, whether they be ghosts from their past, or creations from the telepath's mind.

Far Sight: The ability to see beyond one's self. Allows you to view distant locations with no vantage point (EG, inside the warehouse down the road while you're laying down in bed).

Hyperregeneration: The ability to quickly cause cell reproduction, allowing you to heal yourself and others.

Telekinesis: The powerful ability to project pure force or move objects with one's mind. A telekinetic, with training, can also levitate him or herself.

Pyrokinesis: The ability to excite molecules, causing them to combust and explode. Creates fires, explosions, extra.

Cyrokinesis: The ability to decelerate, causing them to freeze and solidify. Your ice tree.

Hydrokinesis: The ability to control water, water vapor, and a bit of ice.

Electrokinesis: The ability to control electricity, electrons, etc.

Photokinesis: The ability to control light and electromagnetic radiation.

Atmokinesis: Control over weather and clouds.

Geokinesis: Control over earth, soil, and rock.

Here is the Template. Fill one out, and I'll accept or decline it.

Picture: (A simple picture or description will do fine.)
Name: (First, Middle, Last, and possibly a nickname, which would be viewed as Steve "Ghost" Sand.)
Power: (Choose one from the OOC Topic.)
Power Discovery: (Have you discovered your power? If so, for how long, and how? Write a small, two paragraph story how.)
Power Level: (Don't worry about this, put 1.)
Personality: (Should givea good description of how you behave towards yourself and others. About three paragraphs, maybe four.)
History: (A small history about where you came from, strange experiments / problems with your powers, etc.)

My Character
Name : Ray Black

Picture :

Age : 16

Power : Cyrokinesis

Have You Discovered Your Power? : Yes.

When Ray was about ten years old, taking a bath, he made his shocking discovery. He found himself in water that was far too hot, and willed with all of his mind that it would be cooler. Ray got what he wanted, but far more than he bargained for. The bathwater froze solid, encasing the boy's lower body inside an ice cube. He screamed for help, and his parents, while shocked, eventually melted the ice cube with concentrated hair dryer firepower and yanked the kid out. Ray had a terrible cold for three weeks after, but he realized there was something different about him...

Right now, his control over his power is limited. He can avoid freezing things against his rational will, like the bathtub incident, but he can't fully focus his powers. He'll need a lot of training before he can do that. However, Ray has decided to leave his power be and attempt to live as a normal teenager, unless he has a reason to think otherwise.

Personality : Ray has a pretty good heart and usually looks out for his peers. Those who know him think he's pretty reliable. However, due to his 'gift,' he is reclusive and antisocial, especially in large gatherings.

Ray is strong-willed and determined when it comes to achieving his goals. However, women represent a powerful vice for the young bag of hormones. Also, Ray suffers from what nearly every teen suffers from : chronic laziness.

All in all, Ray's just another awkward teenager.

Biography : Ray lived a really simple, quiet life. Aside from the whole bathtub-freezing-incident, of course. He grew up in a simple nuclear family, a mother, a father, and an obnoxious older brother who gave him regular beatings and usually smelled of cigarettes.
Nevertheless, he had a good family that brought up him well. However, they could neither understand nor support him for his strange freezing power. No matter how much love his family gave him, they still could not truly connect with the boy.

In school, Ray was generally a quiet boy. He never had any friends, really, until the 10th grade. Aside from that, he lived the normal life of internet binges, crushing on ditzy, well-endowed cheerleaders, and passing Biology.

However, his power sometimes manifests at random, outside of his control. And, sometimes he needs to use it. People often look at him strangely as rumors spread. Strange incidents have taken place all over the school, including the air conditioner freezing over, frost dripping from the chemistry lab's taps, and a single, frozen toilet in the boy's bathroom. And that's not all...A few petty crooks have been found...with their feet and hands frozen.

Now, Ray just spends his days avoiding suspicion and attempting to pass Advanced Statistics as he continues to spend way too much time on the internet.

 

[Fallen Angel_Messiah Of Black Roses]

Picture: Jadon stands proud at about five foot nine and has a rather muscular frame due to his large history of athletic extracurriculers. He looks to have Latino backgroud due to his darker skin and his silky black ponytail which goes down to about the middle of his back and is tied with a small red ribbon. He's always wearing a shiny toothed grin which is complimented by his sparkling emerald eyes. He's got a little bit of fuzz on his chin and has a bit of a mustache forming, he will usually wear a golden hoop earing in one of his ears.

On a regular basis he'll be wearing a pair of black jeans, a grey muscle shirt and an obscure white trenchcoat. The trenchcoat he wears is usually well cleaned and the pockets are usually full of useless junk he picks up around places as he is a hoarder and can't resist adding more junk to his collection. He has black combat boots on most of the time, they have silvered buckles on them and have a nice shine due to his excessive cleansing of them. His black jeans are usually faded alot at the knees, but hold up pretty well.


Name: Jadon, Taylor, Valentine
Power: Cryokinesis/Electrokinesis ( Can he have two? The power equivalance only being of one overall, ice being the higher power. If not, just Cyrokinesis)

Power Discovery: Hasn't been discovered yet
Power Level: 1

Personality: Jadon is usally calm and collected if not a little ignorant to what goes on around him, he tries to mind to his own buisness most of the time but can't help but be a little nosy. He gets to be a little supersticious and even a bit gullible at times, which can obviously cause a great deal of trouble to not only him, but other people. While he seems to be a little slow on the intake and in all things intellectual, the truth is he pretty smart, he just doesn't really show it very often, mostly because he'd rather be showing off his muscles. You can bet he's always rambling on about some sport or sport move that he saw, he's just that kind of guy.

Jadon tries to treat most people with respect, but sometimes he just can help but feel some people truely don't deserve any. In a case such as that, he just tries to ignore the person or leave the area. When Jadon is pitted up with a challenge, he will always try to rise to the occasion, he's always trying to become better then he previously was and in this case, that means putting the lid on anyone in the psionics way. The young man and logic don't get along that much, he's usually trying for the definite or near impossible and his standards end up going extremely high in things. While Jadon seems like the jerkish jock to most people, he has a high sense of justice and loyalty, he's always couragess and hopeful in situations that seem impossible.

Jadon has powerful endurance, he'll keep getting up even after getting pushed down time after time, no matter how hopeless a battle seems, he'll keep getting up. If you really knew Jadon you'd think he had some sort of extra sense in his body that no one else has, whenever he is in a truely losing battle, and someone he cares for is in the way of danger or has been hurt, he'll completly lose his cool and seem to be more then twice as tough, it's his per say; " Super Sayian" His " Brooklyn rage"

Jadon however, likes to procrastinate, he tries to push things farther and farther back and then never does them. He may like to train, but studying always takes a back seat in his life, and as much as he knows he'll need the knoweldge, he can't resist lifting a weight or running a mile in preperation. Even though he may seem to be the funny type, he really isn't, he doesn't really care for jokes or humor in general, he doesn't seem to get most jokes for one thing and thinks that humor only slows you down, he's a serious kind of person which can probably get a little aggrivating for people who have to hang with him a lot.


History:

Jadon has a very long history of athletics, He's spent over 12 years in Martial arts alone, He's top gun in a few of them, such as; Shaolin Kung-fu, Tai Chi, Taekwondo, Ju Jitsu, Judo and Wushu. He's recently taken up track and field, to add to his schedule. He's always been a sub-par student, making B's and C's. He's gotten in trouble for fighting with bullies before, who claim he starts the fights. Nothing intresting or spectacular has really ever happened to him before.

Tell me if I need to improve on something. :)

 

[Yuoaman]

Wow... sounds like a great idea. I'll fill out a sign up later.

Oh, and I'll have telekinesis...

 

[Retro Bug]

Reserve me, sounds good, I'll have it up soon, ^^;
Picture:
Name:
Victor Moncoe,
Power:
Telepathy
Power Discovery:
Yes
Power Level:
1
Personality:
History:

 

[SilverTail]

Description: First of all, Haruko is a GIRL. Around the age of 15(it's impolite to ask!) She stands at an even five-foot and has waist length platinum blond hair. Her bangs, going down to her ample chest(around a C cup) frame her petite, childish-looking face, and the amber-gold eyes that reside there under thin platinum eyebrows. Her lips, surprisingly are naturally a deep crimson, as though stained with blood, contrasting greatly to her pale-skin, and thankfully draw attention to the pearl-colored fangs that hang lightly over her lower lip. No, She isn't a vampire, she just has really long canines. She can usually be found wearing a black tank-top with a low cut neck over an orange T, wearing a pair of black jeans that have odd orange cuffs and pockets. Her shoes follow the same design, being black with orange soles, and black pawprints on the soles. She often has a black wristband around her right wrist with a balance emblem on it, silver and black of course. Need it also be mentioned she's Japanese-american?

Name: Takami Haruko
Power: Hydrokenesis

Power Discovery: (you said short story.... which this kind of is, sorry if it's a bit long! *sweatdrops*)

Haruko stood just inside the building, sighing heavily. Rain again. It was the third day in a row, and each time it did, her Otaku club meetings were canceled. And of course, not expecting rain, she had left her umbrella at home. Luckilly, fate worked in mysterious ways.

"Hey, Haruko, forget your umbrella?" came a calm, feminine voice from behind, causing the gothic-esque girl to jump in surprise and turn, seeing her best friend, Mizure, holding a closed umbrella under her arm. Nodding solomly, she lowered her head in shame, blushing slightly as well. Laughing, the taller girl tugged her up by her ear, earning an unexpected yelp from her as she held out the umbrella. "You're on my way home, so let's walk together, alright?" She said, grinning and pulling her friend close, causing another blush to appear on the silver-haired girl's face, though, this one more from their closeness, than embarrasment.

The two headed out, side by side, and almost looked like a couple; the taller Mizure with her crop-cut brunette hair, and Haruko with her long, flowing platinum locks, standing side-by-side as they walked home. It only added to the fact when the former moved her companion's head to her shoulder, and wrapped her arm lightly around the smaller girl's, pulling her even closer.

Then again, if you knew Mizure, you would know she was a bit... odd. Rather than reading Yaoi, like most of her female friends, she preffered reading into the other end of the spectrum: Yuri. Love between women. It was startling at first when Haruko found out, but hey, to each their own, right? But now... their closeness... the younger japanese girl couldn't help but blush even brighter at the attention she was getting from her fellow otaku. She opened her mouth to reply, but was cut off by her friend.

"I know what you're thinking Haruko-chan... but don't worry, I won't do anything you're not comfortable with. alright?" She smiled, turning to her smaller friend with a genuine caring smile on her lips. Her lips, Haruko had never payed much attention to them, but now that they were so close to eachother, she had to admit.. they looked very soft... Without realising it, she was slowly moving her own lips twords that of her friends, wondering just how soft they were, that is, untill the car horn blared from behind them.

Two pairs of eyes snapped open, seeing the other's so close before stepping away, while still remaining under the umbrella, before turning to look at the car that was barreling allong the road next to them, while their eyes traveled to the large puddle that had accumulated on the street next to them. Realization struck faster than a lightningbolt as bolth girls cringed in slight fright, the car passing next to them as its tire struck the large puddle, throwing up a great wave of murky water, heading straight twords the would-be couple.

But the water never came. Slowly opening their eyes, they looked to see the droplets of water hovering in mid-air, apparently frozen in place, but, as Haruko lowered her arms, it seemed to react, slowly sinking back down into the puddle it had once been, earning shocked stares from bolth girls, Haruko's at the water, and Mizure's at her friend.

"Wuh... What just happened?" they bolth asked simultaniously.

Power Level: 1
Personality: Haruko is a quiet and caring Otaku, or rather, anime nerd or freak. Obsessed with most things cute, she can actually be a very nice girl once you get to know her. Hailing from japan, this is quite natural.

As with most care-free types though, Haruko can be a bit scatter-brained and forgetful at times, often leaving important dates and deadlines behind in the massive tirade of otaku culture that invades her brain once every 3.0750192 hours. A few of the only non-otaku things she has managed to keep in her brain for long periods of time is what time to get up, when to sleep, how to cook, and where she lives.

While she is that care-free, anime and video-game loving girl, she dose have a bit of a dark side. It emerged when she first went to school. Others were afraid of her and made fun of her for her looks, and she, being but a small girl in a foreign land, took the insults personally to heart. Over the years they twisted her heart slightly, slowly killing her inside and threatening to make her into the monster they thought she was. It was only her coming to her current school in the fourth grade did she make any real friends: Mizore Takaguya.

It's thanks to Mizore that she is as she is. Her love for otaku has almost completely healed the emotional wounds she received as a child, and it seems love for something, or rather, somone else, may just be able to heal the rest...

History: Haruko was your average, yet beautiful(in her own way) member of the school's tennis team, and despite the rumors of her being a 'vampire,' she was actually mildly popular. Mind that it was among her the school's small otaku croud, but she was still popular none the less. She was also a member of her school's Otaku club that formed shortly before she arrived, founded by president Mizure Takaguya: her best friend.

The two started off rocky though. Mizure was into... romance, and Haruko was in to bolth silly, pointless manga, and action. Thankfully, they bolth shared a love for the latter. It was only when Haruko found out just what 'kind' of romance that her friend liked that she start to question their friendship. However, shortly after the 'incident' where she learned of her powers and their would-be kiss, did she realise that she actually has grown quite close to the taller girl, bolth as a friend, and something more...

She has not willingly tapped into her powers since, but hey, it's been three months. She dose believe, however, that the 'explosion' that left one toilet in the men's restroom in pieces was her fault, as the teachers say it 'exploded from everywhere at once,' by the looks of it.

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(also, if it's alright i'd like to make a second character, as she greatly influences my main one.)


Picture: Mizore Takaguya; Tall, beautiful, and japanese! Who wouldn't love this brunette otaku? Her short, neck-length brown hair framing flawless peach skin and hanging just above her eyebrows, letting the deep blue orbs below to shine brightly whenever she dose... well.. anything! Her lips are a light shade of rose, barely noticeable against her skin, but still rose! She can usually be found wearing a loose grey long sleeve shirt that has a swirling black fireball imprinted across the back, along with baggy jeans that are atleast three sizes too big and too long, held up by a black belt with a silver buckle shaped like a dragon, twisting and turning into a knot. To finish the outfit she wears silver-black shoes with twisting and turning designs, held on by a single black zipper running along the length of the top. The outline of a watch can usually be seen from under the cuff of her shirt, although weather it's there or not noone is really sure, as she never checks it.

Name: Takaguya Mizure
Power: Pyrokenesis
Power Discovery: (again with the stories people! hope you enjoy!)

It was a normal summer day. School had let out, and Mizure could be seen standing on the beach wearing naught but a swimsuit that could barely be described as 'modest'. It was made of a silver material on one-half, that, while dry, still gave off the appearance of being wet. Not to mention it hugged her skin like wet silk., giving a very 'detailed' view of half of her chest and rear. The other side however, was made of a black material, that, although it also looked wet, didn't give away as much.

Standing a few feet behind her, blushing madly at her friend's boldness, stood Haruko, wearing a modest one-piece bathing suit, black in color with an orange mini-skirt and bikini-ish design, along with two orange stripes on each side of her waist. The two girls had been 'dating' for around two and a half months, so said the people at school, the otaku club members especially. They on the other hand, simply saw themselves as very good friends, more than best friends, but not 'dating.' well, not yet if Mizure could help it. Haruko walked over, still blushing slightly.

"Why did you have to wear that... it's so revealing..." Muttered Haruko quietly, as so others wouldn't hear and look over at her friend. All she got in responce was a light giggle and a blush. Realization struck her like a bus. "Y-you wore that on purpose!" she was positively glowing now with embarrasment at her friend's antics. Her outburst was greeted with gentle laughter from her friend. While it was true that Mizure had grown bolder after their little 'episode' on the way home that day, this was the furthest she had gone, allowing her friend 'peeks' at what she would be getting if she accepted her feelings 100%.

Bolth were cut off however as screams came from a grill not five feet away. Bolth girls looked over quickly as they saw a line of fire heading from a grill along the ground twords a tank of lighter fluid. A rather large one at that, around one gallon by the looks of it. Gasping, bolth girls looked on in horror at the small girl playing in the sand next to it, unaware of the danger she was in. Mizure sprang to action, darting over and picking the small girl up and bolting as the flames reached the bottle, causing a slight explosion that sent flames flying a good fifteen feet around.

Haruko, hidden behind an upturned table of another beach-goer looked over to see if her friend had gotten away, but instaid, she saw a flaming lump near the explosion sight, with the cries of a little girl coming from underneith. Gasping slightly she ran over, dodging small patches of burning fluid on the ground as she moved to where her friend was, still burning lightly, before the flames seemed to lift from her body, swirling into a disk before vanishing from existance. Looking down at her friend, she could only stare as she stood, the remains of her charred swimsuit falling to the ground without her realising as Haruko got a 'very' good look at her best friend's exposed body, not a single scorch mark or even a blemish on her soft pink skin. Realising just what Haruko was staring at, Mizure quickly looked down, before darting up to her friend and screaming at the top of her lungs over her friend's shoulders at the croud of men gathered there.

"KYAAAA!! HENTAII!!!!!"

Power Level: 1

Personality: Mizure is a bold, strong-headed girl who couldn't go a day without atleast touching a volume of manga or watching a snippet of anime. It's become almost her entire world, aside from romance and trying to get a girlfriend. This sixteen year old girl isn't afraid to act unlady-like, but hey, when the boys are away, someone has to fill the gap!

A lady-lover at heart, she's tried several times to get herself a girlfriend over the years, only to be met wtih the harsh reality that 'it's not normal.' This hasn't made her give up hope yet though! She knows that somewhere out there, her one true love is waiting with a volume of manga and a pair of sexy hips! While a tomboy in appearance, she actually is a girl you know! She loves things like getting a petticure(however it's spelled) or having her hair done into awsome styles, but this dosn't mean she's weak! this outgoing girl could easly step on a nail and not shed a tear. sure, she'd swear enought to make a sailor blush, but never a tear!

Not afraid of showing off her body to the right people (as haruko discovered) she'd just as well charge into a fight if it meant protecting someone she cared about. Messing with her friends is like messing with a lioness's cubs: a very, very bad idea.

She has officially found her destined one, but is currently trying to get them to see the light of their relationship, and gladly welcomes any and all help in the matter!

History: Mizure had alwasy grown up alone, an only child, her parents constantly at work or away on buisness, so, she turned to the one thing she had at her disposal: Television. She instantly became facinated with Anime, and, after learning that most was inspired by books, she saught out these back-to-front comics of her homeland. Over the years she found herself reading more and more romance than anything, but she grew tired of the ones she found detailing a male-female relationship, as eventually the guy would take advantage of the girl in one way or another, be it mistreatment, harshness, or even worse, 'IT'(she's like.. seven when this happens).

It was then she discovered other types of romance. Mainly, Yaoi and Yuri. She strayed from the former, since it was between men, and since early on she decided men were too much hearbreak and trouble to be in a good relationship. So, seeing the only other possible choice, she decided to look into Yuri, a love between two women.(or more, as she later discovered) She loved how the women were less violent than the men, even when tey argued, there wasn't any violence, just a few harsh words, a bit of the 'silent treatment,' and then they made up. A few she discovered even described just how the girls made it up to eachother. By the age of thirteen, she had decided on her sexuallity, and had already tried (unsuccessfully) to get a girlfriend of her own. Unfortunatly for her, most american girls around her home weren't into that, and shunned her for her preferences. It was then she started the Otaku club at school, a place where she could read her fem-smut to her heart's content, and even talk about it without being judged.

It was the next year, just after her fourteenth birthday, that she joined; Haruko Takami. The silver hair, the ruby red lips, those beautiful golden eyes, it was decided: She had found her dream girl. Seeing the girl also had a like for anime and manga, she slipped a flyer for the otaku club into her locker one day, and, she joined. Overjoyed at the thought of being with her for even a short while, it took several years for her to get close to Haruko, and at the age of fifteen, the platinum-haired girl had discovered her.. 'prefrences.' Thiking it all over, she was surprised when Haruko had been accepting of her love of yuri, even if she didn't show much intrest herself. By the age of sixteen, the two were the best friends you'd ever see.

During the 'incident' where Haruko discovered her powers, it only drew them closer together, greatly, but not to the 'dating' point, well, in haruko's eyes atleast. In hers, they were together atlast! sure, they had never kissed before, but hey! you never know! It was only after her own 'incident', when her friend got the shock of seeing her best friend completely and utterly nude, did they have their first kiss. To her friend, it was more of a 'thank you' kiss from a grateful friend, but to the brown-haired bombshell, it was the first step down the road of love.... ah, don't you just love happy endings? well.. beginnings atleast.

Since then, she has only had the ability to keep herself from getting burned, and finds she enjoys fire now, often curling up in her paren'ts fireplace on cold nights inside the roaring flames when her parents are away on buisness. Although she could do without her friend poking her in the side with a fire poker to wake her up... it's still sharp you know!

 

[Percy Thrillington]

Picture: Lauren stands at the average height of a seventeen year old girl; somewhere between four and a half feet and 4"7'. She considers herself to be extremely tall and frets how tall she is when her thoughts aren't focused on boys, music and school. Her hair is blonde and died pink at the fringe. A while ago it fell down to her waist but she's had it cut so it only reaches her shoulders. Her eyes are bright blue. However, if you look closely enough, you would see that there is a speck of green in her right eye. Her nose is a crooked to the right by a minuscule amount, but she has already decided that she'll straighten it through plastic surgery when she's older.

For clothes, you'll normally see her wearing a dress of some sort, not liking other clothes apart from jeans, which you'll never see her wearing because she thinks denim looks naff on anyone over twelve.

Name: Lauren Muir.

Power: Telekinesis.

Power Discovery: There have been three instances when Lauren has encountered her own paranormal activity. She hasn't quite accepted that she's behind this magic but she does know that she can't keep telling herself that she's imagining things.

The first time Lauren discovered energy that didn't correspond with logic, she was eight years old and sleeping. She heard a thud and groaned before forcing herself to open her eyes so she'd know if anything fell off her bed. As soon as her eyelids broke their contact, she screamed as loud as she ever screamed and her parents rushed to her room in a rather angry fashion. When asked why she woke up screaming, she said that she saw a book floating in front of her. Her parents dismissed it as a nightmare and told her to go back to sleep.

The second incident was in school three years after the first occurred. Lauren was sitting down at her desk and feeling hyper due to the fact that she had managed to eat a lot of chocolate at break thanks to her friend who was on a diet. While her class was doing maths and she was chewing on her pencil, blatantly not paying attention, knowing that the teacher didn't care, she saw her copy lift into the air in front of her. Her eyes widened, but she knew better than to scream out and watched the copy lower itself back onto the desk after about three seconds. She told herself she was imagining things and decided to get engrossed in the maths class.

The third and last paranormal encounter happened a few days ago. Lauren was sitting down, arguing with her parents about the lack of homework she was finishing when she noticed that her pencil case was levitating behind her parents. Immediately losing interest in the argument, she decided to experiment with something and tried to force the pencil case to the ground and it landed there with a thud. This left her wondering about whether or not she could control objects in a way no one else could.

Power Level: One.

Personality: She describes herself as a dreaming realist while friends and people who know her all agree that she's a hyper, eccentric girl who needs to come back down to reality. She argues that those definitions practically add up to the same thing, everyone else gives up on the debate. She tends to procrastinate quite a lot and because of this, hardly ever hands in her homework, which has caused her teachers to classify her as a lazy student. Does she care? Not really. She thinks that school is pointless and that it needs to be changed. She believes that she stands for some sort of revolution, even though no one takes her seriously when she starts ranting on about how the world needs to change for the greater good.

History: Born in Anytown, U.S.A. about half a decade ago into a family of three that had hardly any income would prove to be a hard life for Lauren, but so far she's managed to live through the various woes and sorrows of not being able to afford certain things. When she was younger and able to think clearly but not sensibly, she saw herself as some sort of fashion model. Her time in school back in the day was a mess, as she wore second hand uniforms and her books were already used by three people. She soon realised that people would go out of their way to degrade her but she ignored their day-to-day slandering and commentating of her pathetic life.

When it was time for her to start going to high school, she knew that she was going to turn her life around and begged her parents to buy her first-hand books as she didn't want to be bullied again. She started secondary school, made a few friends and lived life quite casually for the next few years which brings her up to present day.

During her life, she has experienced things some people would call paranormal activity. Whenever something like that happens though, she disregards it and tells herself she was seeing or imagining things.

 

[Poke Trainer Gary]

Excellent job, guys.

Fallen Angel_Messiah Of Black Roses : Pretty decent, however whats with the super saiyan? This is a modern day RP, so please I don't want people to be like Dragonball Z. Don't laugh! Anyways you're in.

SilverTail : Omg, you really impressed me a lot. Now you get 5 out of 5 punches from me. I really enjoyed reading your character's information. Of course, you're in.

Rekhyt : Your bio is very interesting. You're in.

The IC will be posted as soon as I get rid of my laziness. xD Also, I have posted my character. See first post. All my character details are very short because I am lazy. I got to admit you guys are not. I really appreciate it.

Any questions?

 

[Fallen Angel_Messiah Of Black Roses]

Oh, it was a describing kind of term, Not REALLY anything DBZ related, just best way I thought to put it. ^^;

 

[Poke Trainer Gary]

Sorry about that. Actually, I was talking to all. You know, I wanted to let everyone know that there should not be any thing which is not considered as a modern day. Hope you all get what I mean. :paranoid:

 

[sandcrawler]

Hey Poke Trainer Gary, your RP looks like it won't die before it starts, so behold:

Name: Edric Storm (HAHA, GET IT?)
Picture: Black hair that lies in whatever direction it pleases, deep blue eyes, and a lean look to his body. He's only five foot six but people know he'll reach his full height (and potential) before he hits 20.

Eddie's partial to Vans and just wears a nicely fit blank tee and loose slacking jeans. Everyday.

And a towel. Everywhere.
Age: 15
Power: Atmokinesis (this is obvious)
Power Discovery: Yeah. He caused a big storm and shocked his brother dead with lightning. That was how he discovered that the clouds would bend to his will.

Edric also started a nasty hurricane a few years ago that destroyed a whole city. The city's population was decimated, and even though people are flocking back to it, the nation knows it would never be the same. Upon revealing (bragging, so to speak) he had caused the storm, he was admitted to a high class school for his art.
Power Level: OVER 9000. 1
Personality: Edric is a 'loose cannon' who caused a storm for no reason but sheer fun. He's slightly racist though he denies it, always saying "it means nothing" though he secretly knows it reflects what he feels. Other than that, Edric is the guy everyone gets along with, but nobody really cares enough to truly get to know.

He made friends with Howl mostly because he was not afraid to call Howl out in a school where kids can take a lunge at your head and quite possibly cut it off for true. And he was at least two years Howl's junior at the time.

Edric loves competition. He thrives on it. And older women. He likes the 'mature' aspect they probably won't see in him.
History: Edric grew up in a crowded city where no one was polite and everyone competed for the last piece of meat. His upbringing reflects on his personality, as you can plainly see. He had an older brother, but he kicked the bucket when Edric accidentally loosed a thunderbolt on him during a storm. Edric also had an older (the oldest) sister, but she moved away and distanced herself from her family (and probably has three crying kids and another one on the way at 22)

Edric's parents doted on their older children (particularly the oldest brother who didn't already have a kid or wasn't the youngest, and had book smarts that would wipe his butt when they pushed him off to college) rather than their youngest. That pretty much caused Edric's innate powers to surface.

Can I also have two characters? Please? If not, then I pick Howl instead of Edric.

Name: Howl Cash (can we call him 'The Man in Black'?)
Age: 17ish, but looks a lot older.
Picture: Howl can be, say, well dressed. He's usually dressed in a black overcoat. Beneath that he looks like an office drone with white button shirt (neatly tucked), black tie or cardigan, blacker pants, and dusty faded boots. Howl usually looks blank, hardly resembling anything human besides that cropped brown hair and stolid six foot six. Tall as he is, his shadow would look like a mountain leering over you. Even his body could've been carved from stone.

Usually he has a cello on him.
Power: Geokinesis, or whatever controls earth and stuff. Howl is sensitive to fault lines and the movement of the plate tectonics.
Power Discovery: Howl was born with this ability, but it had been repressed by his parents, teachers and peers as just an odd thing. Until his experimentation caused a full spread earthquake that devastated much of the affected area. His power is intense and dangerous because of what can happen. It was one of the highest, scale-topping quakes that ever hit.
Power Level: OVER 9000. 1
Personality: Howl does not talk. He was born mute. But since learning of his 'power' he can usually communicate in that way, writing words in the dust rather than sign language. Howl is terribly robotic because of it. His presence is shaking, and he usually quiets loud boisterous rooms when he appears. Besides that, he's the type of guy that's all for himself.
History: Howl was 'born out of the earth' so to speak. Supposedly he was found on the road as an infant while the rain poured and muddied the ground around him. But of course the nice foster family had to take the boy Howl. The couple that found Howl already had three children of their own but one was off to college, so it was easy to fill the hole that opened with another suckling life.

The family called him Howl for he would not speak nor cry. However, Howl could hear perfectly fine, probably better than a normal person's hearing. The family thought him a deaf-mute. Of course, because of his condition he was sent to a special school for most of his life, but during so he professed a profound expression of interest in music.

He's played pretty much every instrument he could get his hands on, but his favorite has been the cello. Another interest Howl had taken in his spare time is history-focused around the time of the black plague. He's a fan of the masks they wore and takes the time to creep others out with his own mask.

 

[Yuoaman]

Picture:

(minus the sword XD)

Name: Robert Cain Baratheon (Cain Darklyn)

Power: Telekinesis

Power Discovery: (in short story format)

Robert stepped out of the rain into the rather large foyer that was the entrance to his home, "Mom! I'm home!" he called into the living room. The house seemed much quieter than normal, on most days at this time his father would be busily clacking away in his office only two doors away. And usually his mother would either be in the kitchen singing while preparing a meal, or in the living room reading a novel.

"Mom! Dad! Where are you?" he called yet again as he dropped his school bag and took several hesitant steps down the hallway. He suddenly felt as if he would begin crying for his mother, something he hadn't done since he was eight years old. As he walked through his seemingly-empty home Robert began to panic.

His mind now wholly in a state of panic, Robert rushed up the staircase, thinking that perhaps something had occurred to change his parents normal schedule. As soon as he arrived on the second level of his home Robert he finally released a sigh of relief after he heard voices talking in his parents room. Not wanting to interrupt them Robert began to turn back. But before he had begun the trek back downstairs he saw two strangely dressed men emerge from his parent's bedroom, both carrying knives, while one held the small case Robert knew his mother kept her jewelry in.

Mind racing, Robert knew he had to get out of there to call the authorities, but try as he might, his body stubbornly refused to move. As the two intruders turned to face him, he suddenly wished that they were gone, that they weren't in the house...

BANG

The two intruders exploded through the wall leading out into the front yard, and left Robert alone, and stunned.

Rather than waste any time, Robert shakingly dialed the police on his cellphone and told them what had occurred. Even though the operator seemed to not believe his story, as most reasonable people would, he agreed to send a patrol car over. After the phone call Robert fell to the floor, and there he remained until the police arrived...



Power Level: One billion

Personality: If one were to meet Robert both before and after the death of his parent's they would assume that they were two separate individuals, albeit, two individuals with a striking resemblance. Before his parents were murdered he would be classified an average boy of 17, he enjoyed reading, playing video games, hanging out with his friends, and other things normally associated with people his age. Robert was very reluctant to speak up, and was most often the follower of any group he was a part of.

Though since his parents died Robert has morphed into something that can easily be described as unpleasant. He is rude to everyone who even attempts to be cordial with him, and spends most time alone in his room experimenting with his powers. When he does attempt to relate to other human-beings people find him distant, cold, and rather condescending, despite his occasional efforts to the contrary. After Robert moved to Anytown, he decided he was going to leave behind his old life, and thus took on a new moniker: Cain Darklyn, which he uses everywhere but in his home with his Aunt.

History: Robert was born in Toronto, Ontario, to Lyonel and Bella Baratheon, on March 16, 1991. He lived in a large home in the suburbs, where his father worked from his home-office as a computer programmer. At an early age Robert took an interest in Fantasy literature, and always wished he could have some of the mystical powers described by his favorite authors.

On June 12th 2008, Robert arrived home and discovered his parents dead, and the two perpetrators attempting to vacate the premises. It was here that he discovered his telekinesis. Two weeks after this occurred Robert was moved to Anytown, to live with his aunt Mya, his father's sister, who held some obscure government job there.

Once he arrived in Anytown, Robert decided he was going to leave his old life behind him. And thus shed his old name, and mannerisms, and stepped wholly into the shoes of Cain Darklyn, his new identity.

 

[SilverTail]

Glad you liked my signups. truth is, it tok me 1 hour to type all that up from scratch, and when I submitted it it threatened not to go through! I just kept refreshing the page, and I had that 1 in a million chance that it went through *sighs* well, PM me when the RP starts or something. Also, I was wondering; yeah, this RP takes place in modern times, but what is really going on? yeah, military stuff is going on, but are we like heros/villans or something? Just thought i'd ask to clear it up a bit for the rest of us...

 

[Poke Trainer Gary]

First of all, I am sorry for taking so much time to reply. I have been busy. Sandcrawler & Yuoaman, both of your characters are approved. You both can start when I post the IC. SilverTail, you can be a villain or a hero. All those are upto you. Only thing is, follow the storyline.

Good news
I don't have much time, that ain't the good news I am talking about. Good news is, I have written the IC and it is only a matter of seconds for me to post it. But because of the time, I couldn't write well and it is short.

 

[Loki]

Um.

Next time, Poke Trainer Gary, In-Character thread first. Then OoC.

Read the announcement. <_< I'll let it slide this time, but seriously. [/peeved]

 

[Poke Trainer Gary]

Sorry about that, Loki. I apologize for that.

 

[Shadowfaith]

Name: Robin Jay Ryder (Preferes to be called Ryder)

Picture: Ryder has short layered hair which only manages to cup her face. The 'fringe is flicked to one side giving her a boyish look, but not enough so as she is completely devoided of her girlish features, in fact it makes her look quite charming. Her hair is dark red in colour which stands in stark contrast to her wide emerald green eyes. Her skin is lightly tanned and her physique is rather thin and frail but still manages to keep its well built frame. Her preferred clothing consists of a tight fitting, pinstriped black, button up shirt with three quarter sleeves to show off the light skin beneath. A pair of dark blue jeans flare to cover a pair of clumpy black boots with silver clasps and a pair of black studded leather belts wrap around her waste (creating a sort of criss cross on her behind) keeping the baggy trousers from hitting the ground. Over the black shirt she wears a plain black waistcoat which like the shirt is also tight fitting and almost strains to do up over her bosom, the garment is held closed by silver clasps and chains which run from the middle of her chest downwards, leaving to view an inkling of skin beneath the black shirt below. A blood red tie is tucked beneath the fabric of the waistcoat and stands out vividly against the black clothing, matching her red hair perfectly.

Ryder is a fan of accessories and so to begin are the silver hoops that decorate the very top of her right ear and the silver ball that has been embedded into her tongue. Another addition to her appearance is the loan red, triangular tattoo that runs from beneath her right eye to just above her jaw, so far she has told no one where she had gotten it from. Multiple chains hang from the belts around her waist and a pair of fingerless gloves grace her artistic hands as well as studded bracelets to match her belts. With her she carries a long cane decorated in the style of a snake; it reaches from her hips down to the floor and is entirely black in color apart from the snake head handle which is made from fine silver. When not in use the lower half of the cane is drawn into the top half and kept at her back by the belts around her waist.

Power: Telepathy
Power Discovery: Ryder had been tormenting a small kid because she had nothing better to do with her day when suddenly a burst of unwanted images bombarded her mind. It was unexpected and she had no idea what or why she was feeling these things. They were of a small boy and a woman, only the woman was laying dead in a pool of blood. Unknown to Ryder at the time, the image that was so vividly in her head at the moment (as she was bending over trying to get her breathing under control) was being projected by her mind so as the little boy in front of her could see them. He gave out a bloody curdling scream and ran off crying "mommy". With the boy the images disappeared and Ryder lay passed out from pain on the floor.
Power Level: 1

Personality: Charming and a little insane, Ryder is quite the odd character among masses of young people and tends to stand out both in looks and personality. She seems to have a constant smile of her face, though it seems a little more psychotic than friendly and not many can tell the smile apart from a smirk. No one really knows what's going on inside this characters head and she plays that to her advantage by remaining passive in stressful situations, yes even in the midst of battle her smile remains plastered on her face. She likes nothing more than to toy with peoples minds and will jump at the chance to poke fun or have fun with an opponent, it gets rather annoying to the person on the receiving end, but as long as SHE is having fun then the rest of the world is completely null and void. The only thing that manages to wipe the cockiness from her face is the fact of loosing…Ryder HATES to loose and it shows in the completely opposite personality that she adopts when such a thing happens. Upon loosing a battle Ryder turns quite aggressive…though she would not hurt anyone, one would get the fear that she might and is completely capable of doing so. Funnily enough after she has accepted the reality, she adopts her usual persona and returns to normal in the blink of an eye.

The terms: Partner, group and team to not seem to appear in Ryders vocabulary as she is never seen paired with anyone. In all honesty, Ryder isn't much of a team player and would more than often play for her own needs instead of others. Granted she isn't a BAD person, but she believes in looking after number one, a rule that she has not broken since. Either way, there has been a handful of times where she has had to work as part of a group and she prefers to be the trickster, not the leader. She seems being the leader as being too much work and would much prefer to be the one coming up with the horrific ideas and putting them into action, though Ryder would only take orders from someone that is paying her well and even then would do it her way and not theirs.

Overall, Ryder is witty, sarcastic and quite the fun lover when it comes to life in general.

History: Will edit. I promise.

 

[Yuoaman]

So is anyone else going to post? Or are we going to end it with me messin' with chalk particles. KIDDING!

But seriously, someone else needs to go...

 

[Percy Thrillington]

What is with Lucien Lachance and using a character name Robin Ryder?

Anyways, Yuoaman, to answer your question; I would post but Gary sort of needs to post before me to get the roleplay on track. I am taking no blame whatsoever for the current holdup.

 

[Goldenhammerhead]

Is it too late to sign up? Cause I love the idea of this rp.

 

[Yu_&_Rei]

Character Name: Rei Hino

Picture:

Age: 15

Power: Pyrokinesis

Have you discovered your power?: No

Personality: Rei is a Young Quiet Girl who seems to love Singing, She often practices Singing on her spare time but she makes sure no one is around to here her sing. She usually is very quiet and hates to be made fun of, she is usually very kind and sweet but when people like to make fun of her, she gets angry and yells. She has always felt at ease when she is around fire, whenever she gets home she'll make sure the fireplace is on and she'll sit and relax and sometimes she'll even sing. Rei Isn't very Violent but she knows how to fight back and she never backs down from a challenge.

History: Rei grew up with her Granfather at the Shrine he worked at as her parents passed away in a plane crash on thier way overseas. Since then Rei has always lived with her nagging Grandfather, as a child Rei had a Best friend who she later on fell in love with, she didn't know what to do but before she could tell him how she felt, he announced that he had to move as his parents got divorced, Rei couldn't stand it but in her dreams she would always see him, she is now enrolled in
Thistlehood Creek High and is hoping to find meet him one day, she somehow feels a burning rage inside of her most of the time.