~*~We Are the Powerful~*~ Literate Role Play

aizel • 5 November 2012 at 1:10 PM

@ninjagirl WOOT! WOOOTNESSITYES! XD
@iceyfira Neutral? c:
@seaangel

Clangs, of metal connecting to metal, mechanic clicks and cackles of bullets rolling on the ground. Screams, then whimpers, then silence. He cleared his path with nonchalance matching his strenght. Bodies littered the ground, some Academic trainees, others marked with the red moon. Once they turned against him, he didn't hesitate to take them down. The motorbike lay nearby, thrown aside in the heat of battle and he crouched behind it occasionally, for defence. Cigarette dangling between his lips, face frozen in blank calmness.

He passed like a blurr, leaving only a puff of smoke behind. Once the street was cleared of all living, he stuck both hands in his pockets, having secured the guns back under his shirt, and proceeded towards his vehicle. Moments later, he was seated on the motorbike, arms crossed and swept his gaze along the horizon.

The clouds were already tipped crimson red, standing out on the background of the frozen pink sky, penetrated by the sun's meek sunrays. In one serene moment his mind was blank, wandering around, with the clouds. But it was only for a moment.

iceyfira • 5 November 2012 at 1:12 PM

Reo sighed, she was bored of reading and waiting for The Rulers next order to her. She rubbed her arm, the one with the tattoo. It glowed slightly, making her feel a bit better. Throwing the book at the wall, she got up and started pacing.


GAWD. SO BORED. llD

@aizel BORING. XD

aizel • 5 November 2012 at 1:14 PM

@iceyfira ;-;

iceyfira • 5 November 2012 at 1:16 PM

@aizel

XD Im kidding. Im bored so Im being a.... burro. llD

I will keep it in mind. 😸

Good: X
Neutral: 1
Bad: 2~

aizel • 5 November 2012 at 1:22 PM

@iceyfira Nevermind @ninjagirl @seaangel @hay7199

I gotta go study guys. Bye

iceyfira • 5 November 2012 at 1:24 PM

@aizel Bye~ 😸

hay7199 • 5 November 2012 at 1:26 PM

Alexis walked down the long road like it never seemed to end, she heard a soft noise behind her and it grew louder, she recignised the noise. It was the clank and clicks of a motorcycle.

seaangel • 5 November 2012 at 1:26 PM

@ninjagirl Accepted
@hay7199
@iceyfira
@aizel
@ems
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The girl had a devious smile grow on her face as she realized the voice was an intruder. Soon the owner of the voice was in a trance like state and was following behind her to a large room.

"Sir, I found an intruder in the south halls. I can't hold the man under my spell for much longer." She stated clearly, but not yelling.

iceyfira • 5 November 2012 at 1:47 PM

Name: Laura Dormantin
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Appearance: Long black hair with silver-gray tips. Bright green eyes, much like cats, with red and gold flecks. She has a long, thin scar under her left eye. Very tall and muscular. Seemingly kind because of her looks, except for the scar. Clothes styles vary, but she always has gold arm bands on both arms, and a black leather choker with a snake charm dangling from it. Always has a tube of black lipstick with her, either for her lips or to vandalize things. (XD)
Personality: Quick to voice her opinion, and always thinking of new ways to destroy people/places/things. Tends to be a leader, and if not, she is commenting on what a horrible job the person is doing.
Power: Energy draining. Can steal doses of energy from people around her, and excerpt it from her hands, feet, or eyes. If to much energy is taken, much like an overdose, but it causes her to shift into one of three animals. (Pitbull, field mouse or Ocelot ~Type of cat~) Weakness is energy overdoses, and not draining enough energy. ~Needs the energy to live~
Side: Neutral, more on the Rulers side.
Back Story: Parents were killed by some of the Rulers followers.
Siblings: X
Other: We are the powerful. Tends to go beserk if she doesnt drain energy for a period of time.

@seaangel

seaangel • 5 November 2012 at 1:51 PM

@iceyfira Accepted.

ems • 5 November 2012 at 7:49 PM

@seaangel AHH~! I missed so much! ^^'
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Storm took a deep breath. She sat outside of the Academy. Twiddling her thumbs, she murmured to herself quietly. "There is no hope for us..." sighing sadly, Storm felt utterly worthless for one of the many times in her life.

Standing up, she paced back and forth, thinking and wishing that people would just leave her alone...

seaangel • 5 November 2012 at 8:29 PM

@ems Not that much.
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Ray, deciding not to wear him self out, walked around the building seeing a girl that seemed to always be twiddling her thumbs. The boy decided to talk to the girl with a smile.

"Hey, I haven't seen you around. Are you new?" Ray asked a bright white smile plastered on his face hand held out in a friendly manner. "I'm Ray."

ems • 5 November 2012 at 8:33 PM

@seaangel It felt like a lot. >.<
~

Storm looked up to see a boy smiling kindly. "Hey.." Storm almost rolled her eyes, but didn't want to be mean, as this, Ray, was trying to be friendly.

Sighing, she said, "Storm. Not that new, I guess, I sorta blend with the crowd." and she shrugged.

seaangel • 5 November 2012 at 8:40 PM

@ems

Ray feeling a bit odd after the last comment put his hand down. He turned to hear the large clock announce yet another hour. "I better get to class, Professor Funk won't be to happy if I'm late again." The boy announced in a rush as he turned on his heels and went into the grand building, hidden from the outside world.

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@jupiter_hollow / @aizel Whenever you get on.

Jessica could no longer keep her hold on the intruder as she collapsed to the ground, once again over using her power. The intruder at once ran, trying to escape the ruler's grip.

ems • 5 November 2012 at 8:48 PM

@seaangel

Storm watched the boy run off. Feeling slightly lonley, Storm headed to class, listening to the Professer, awfully bored.

Running her fingers abset-midedly through her hair, Storm acted like she was taking notes, though she doodled instead.

seaangel • 5 November 2012 at 9:03 PM

@ems
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Ray was yawning, the first few buttons of his shirt unbuttoned lazily. Something caught his eye though another teacher came rushing in the class and whispered something the professor's ear.

"CLASS DISMISSED!" The old man yelled as Ray quickly grabbed his book bag slung it across his shoulder, yet stood outside.

ems • 5 November 2012 at 9:18 PM

@seaangel

Storm left with the rest of class, and stood right outside of the large double doors of the Academy, waiting impatiently for answers.

Her expression was stony and slightly intrigued.

tikimaki • 6 November 2012 at 2:18 AM

@seaangel

@lizkissz131 - Yes, I have joined a few RP's in the past. XD

Name: Jadan (Best name I could think of on the spot)
Age: (Please no younger then 15) 17
Gender: Male
Appearance: Muscular build, brown hair, brown eyey. Roughly over 6 foot tall.
Personality: Keeps to himself, quiet and watchful.
Power: (Nothing, outrageous. You must have a weakness.) Can shift into eagle. Only during the day. Summon fire and fire immunity only during the day too. At night time I can use teleportation. Only short distances.
Side: (With the Ruler or the Academy?) Academy
Back Story: (Not needed, but helpful!)
Siblings: (If any! Does not need to be filled out.)
Other: We are the powerful

seaangel • 6 November 2012 at 9:20 AM

@tikimaki

Accepted! Also, with the name it's fine.

iceyfira • 6 November 2012 at 9:26 AM

Laura sat on the edge of a building, tracing the scars on her arm. She was tired, and most certianly, bored.

aizel • 6 November 2012 at 10:03 AM

Introducing the Ruler

He had taken upon indlently lazing in the wide 'throne'-like lounge in the large hall's middle, blissfully oblivious (or merely pretending so) to the slaughter outside. His small child form fit loosely in the throne, pressed to one side and leaning against the handle, legs dangling freely off the edge. Tiny hands clutched a book, incrusted with a wide gold-incrusted title taking up the entire front cover - "Bible".

It was a collosally large room, wide and lenghty, lacking any big windows, which added to the splendor of it's many beautiful murals. Candlelights in their hundreds illuminated everything, placed on gold incrusted shandelliers hanging from the ten meter high ceiling by strong metallic threads. The unmistakeable long metallic candelabrums lined each wall, also decorated with flickering candles. Numerous icons were leaned against the windowsills, hanging near the murals or laying on the floor. Christs, many of them uprose in every detail of every item, be it paintings, inlays or candlesticks. Some of them broken off, hit and shattered on purpose, while others were melted completely. All murals presenting Christian scenes had suffered repainting, velvety red splattered along them. The door was ripped out currently hanging like a rag from it's single remaining hinge. Yet, despite being partially destroyed, the church was still beautiful. No matter the beauty, nobody dared enter it anymore, for the 'Devil' now resided there.
-cont-

jupiter_hollow • 6 November 2012 at 10:06 AM

-cont-
A sudden gush of wind made the candlelight by his throne flicker, as she rushed in, bringing him news of great importance. He didn't bother acknowledging her presence at first, engulfed by the book. When a sudden thump reached his ears, he looked down to meet the fallen girl with nonchalant navy eyes, not bothering to take care of the intruder. Shortly he turned back to the book, waving a dismissive hand to two of the loyal servants stading by his side. One rushed to help the girl up, while the other, now armed with a double-sided axe, trottled after the intruder.

@hay7199

Mounting and somehow managing to start the motorbike, Eytan proceeded along the red path he'd made for himself, ignoring the painfully loud coughing of his vehicle. Slowly, he advanced on the far away silhouette of the next city in row, extinguished cigarette still betwen his lips. From time to time, he looked up to keep check on the sunset, calculating. By his thoughts, he would be in the city in an hour or so, maybe less if the motorbike decided to magically speed up.

He didn't even bother to hold the handles properly, leaning on them in a nonchlant manner and simply letting the vehicle choose whether to tipp left or right, only implying to save himself from falling once in a while. Overall he looked emotionlessly bored...

seaangel • 6 November 2012 at 10:11 AM

@aizel / @jupiter_hollow

Jessica looked up to the ruler as the servant helped her to a room. It seemed that it once used to hold infants and toddlers during the long service. The girl sat in one of the old rocker chairs.

iceyfira • 6 November 2012 at 10:18 AM

Reo continued pacing, in the plain, neat, "waiting room" for the Ruler. He didnt call upon her as much usually for something gruesome of boring, but without excitement in the air, without the rush of adreniline in her veins, she felt really and truly ready to explode in a flurry of fireballs, and burn something down to the ground. Flicking her hand, a small, dark flame appeared, floating in mid-air.

ninjagirl • 6 November 2012 at 11:29 AM

@aizel
@seaangel
@iceyfira
@hay7199
Janie mac V.V I dunno how to start. How am I supposed to start? DX
XD

iceyfira • 6 November 2012 at 11:31 AM

@ninjagirl ~Shrugs~ I dunno bro. llD Just do SOMETHING. XD

seaangel • 6 November 2012 at 1:33 PM

@ninjagirl Your on the ruler's side right? Well, then go into the room that Jessica is in and talk to her.

ninjagirl • 6 November 2012 at 1:42 PM

@seaangel okay 😃

Rubbing her eyes groggily, Meilin trudged wearily through the hallway. Her eyes darted around. She opened the door, blinking a little. There was a young girl in there. Averting her eyes, Meilin walked in, closed the door and leaned against the wall silently, and very awkwardly.

seaangel • 6 November 2012 at 1:49 PM

@ninjagirl

Jessica, again in a trance like state looked up. "He's cruel." She said in a whisper like she feared if she said it too loud it would be her life.

ninjagirl • 6 November 2012 at 1:57 PM

@seaangel

Meilin looked up blankly. 'Im sure he is,' she murmured absentmindedly, not really sure what the girl was talking about. She then proceeded to take an interest in her own thumbs.