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Post by donuthole on Aug 8, 2016 0:37:04 GMT -5
Mary felt her body tense at the sounds coming from the outside. She glanced at Mikel with her glowing blue eyes and found what she was looking for. Guidance. There was a hesitation inside of her as she turned to Val to translate the thoughts she heard. Without thinking she wrapped her arms around the other girl in the dumpster to calm herself down. She was trembling and scared and she didn't know what was going to happen, all Mary knew was that she could be taken or killed at any moment. There was always that looming danger over her head and it was starting to be too much. She finally had the ability to cling to someone and she wasn't going to pass that chance up.
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Post by ρυмρкιηqυєєη13 on Aug 8, 2016 10:15:12 GMT -5
Though, if anything happens, I want you to run. I'll stay and fight.
Mikel noticed Mary and Val's energies intertwining and he smiled. They must be protecting each other. Which was good. They needed all the protection they could get, if the ones outside decided to find them.
"Look everywhere! I need you to check every damn crevice, every single object that looks like some low life creatures could fit inside!" More silence. "NOW!" Mikel could now detect multiple energies moving about, multiplying and then subtracting, dividing among one another, until he couldn't find anymore. They were leaving...? They must be checking other places....
I...I think they are gone.
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Post by donuthole on Aug 8, 2016 12:38:15 GMT -5
(I have to go shopping soon but I'll post something while I can)
Mikel's thoughts entered her mind and Mary slipped her arms away from Val. Without telling the others she silently and slowly lifted up the lid of the dumpster just enough to get a quick peek at the outside. There is no one here, she told them as she lifted up the lid more. The fresh air felt nice filling up her lungs, pushing out the disgusting dumpster air that had been inside of them. She looked down before looking back with a sheepish smile. I need help down, she told them with her telepathy. Here was the thing about Mary, she wasn't very good at getting out of places. She could get inside of them but not out. This was one of the reasons she was glad she found others like her. That and because she wasn't sure how much longer she was going to last. How could she live like this on her own? She was hungry and tired and needed a bath. Maybe one of them had cash or could get them a safe place to sleep. Then she had an idea. Guys, I know how to get us a safe place to stay. But we need to work together.
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Post by donuthole on Aug 8, 2016 20:55:06 GMT -5
(Bump)
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Blaze
Long time user, long time poofer.
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Post by Blaze on Aug 8, 2016 21:11:39 GMT -5
Sid stared intently at the drawn representation of a toothbrush, willing it to come into existence. Feeling the familiar tingle of his power activating, a small smile crept along his face, "almost there...!" Accompanying the feeling on his skin Sid's eyes began to glow a bright purple, lightening the page and the otherwise shadowy walls around him. With the shape of the toothbrush held in his mind, Sid slowly turned to face the table beside him; he hoped to keep his precious sketchbook out of harms way. As his growing power peaked, he threw open the gates and let loose a torrent of energy.
BANG
Hearing the all too familiar sound of another creation going arwy, Sid threw himself to the ground, sketchbook clutched to his chest. A moment later, without feeling the concussive force which typically came along with a failure of his power, Sid glanced up in confusion. Getting to his feet, he glanced over at the scorch mark and found that there wasn't one. Instead, he saw a boring old toothbrush in its place and quickly came to realize that the thunderous sound had come from another source, "a gunshot? Not again..." Slowly peeking out the door, Sid found that he was alone on the rooftop. Yelling could be heard from below as he approached the roof's edge and glanced down into the adjacent alley. Within, he saw a group of the same dark-clothed men that had made his life a living hell for the twenty years. "What are they up to?" He thought quizzically, seeing them plod around a dumpster in the otherwise empty alley. A few minutes later they angrily left the alley back into the street. His interest piqued, Sid quickly packed his stuff (Not that he had much) into his backpack and climbed down off the roof and into the alley.
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Post by donuthole on Aug 8, 2016 21:26:16 GMT -5
(Um how do I do this? Aegis☆. Did that work?)
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Blaze
Long time user, long time poofer.
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Post by Blaze on Aug 8, 2016 21:28:10 GMT -5
((I'm wondering what that actually does... let's try. donuthole))
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Post by donuthole on Aug 8, 2016 21:31:42 GMT -5
(It "tags" a person apparently. It worked so lets see if Silver comes. Mary is kind of frozen but your characters can interact with each other)
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Blaze
Long time user, long time poofer.
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Post by Blaze on Aug 8, 2016 22:12:52 GMT -5
((Not too much. Well Mary, Mikel, and Val are hiding in a dumpster from baddies and Sid's looking to get some action. ))
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Blaze
Long time user, long time poofer.
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Post by Blaze on Aug 8, 2016 22:14:18 GMT -5
((Yeah, that's what I was thinking.))
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Aegis☆.
Ravenclaw // Aries // Lawful Neutral // Narnian // Willow-The Mediator // INFP // Phlegmatic
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Post by Aegis☆. on Aug 8, 2016 22:35:00 GMT -5
((so something like this perhaps? XD))
When the presence of the people disappeared altogether, Omaira risked a peek from the cracked walls she was hiding behind. They were gone alright, but they were distracted. Before they left, Omaira was sure one of them motioned to another part of the streets before their whole team departed. They were distracted by someone else. Slowly, she walked out from where she was standing and looked around. It will be easier for her to see things from a higher vantage point, she just had to find a way to climb up the buildings around her. Locating one of the higher buildings as a destination, Omaira started running. First as a jog, then slowly accelerating into a sprint. At the last possible moment, she leaped off the ground and landed on top of a dumpster on the edge of the tall building. She transferred her weight and leaped again, grabbing hold of a rusty pipe in the walls beside her. She silently thanked the pipe for not breaking away, given that it was so old. Well, what do you know. Those Parkour lessons in the past really did come in handy. Omaira reflected as she made her way to the top of the roof. A sudden gunshot somewhere nearby nearly made her loose her footing, but she still managed. Thats better. When she properly stood up, looking over the entirety of her surroundings, another gunshot sounded. Betterget back to work. Following that sound, she found herself at the edge of the rooftop to the right. Underneath her, she could see armed people closing in on.. Was that a dumpster? Whoever's in that dumpster will be in big trouble. She said to herself. She knew she warned herself to stay out of trouble earlier, but this...? If she ignored this, she wouldn't be herself. Going in alone might be too rash, that was for sure, so if she could find an ally of some sort... Wait.. What is that... She spotted another movement underneath. A male, around the same age as she was, climbing down the roof and into the alley where the action was taking place. Bingo!
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Blaze
Long time user, long time poofer.
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Post by Blaze on Aug 8, 2016 22:47:56 GMT -5
((I'm not sure how we can do this with the other players gone. It may be better for our characters to not meet up with them yet.))
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Blaze
Long time user, long time poofer.
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Post by Blaze on Aug 8, 2016 22:52:36 GMT -5
((Well, we could have our characters go and do something else, then once they get on we could meet up.))
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Blaze
Long time user, long time poofer.
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Post by Blaze on Aug 8, 2016 22:59:11 GMT -5
((How would that work?))
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Post by donuthole on Aug 9, 2016 23:33:55 GMT -5
( strider and ρυмρкιηqυєєη13 please come back soon if you can)
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Post by donuthole on Aug 9, 2016 23:40:22 GMT -5
(It's at the top of this page)
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Post by donuthole on Aug 9, 2016 23:40:50 GMT -5
(We also need pumpkin too though)
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Post by donuthole on Aug 10, 2016 0:27:41 GMT -5
(I don't mind. You can if you want though I won't respond until tomorrow I'm going to sleep soon)
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Post by ρυмρкιηqυєєη13 on Aug 10, 2016 1:13:40 GMT -5
(hey, so sorry i haven't been on much. I've been working a lot)
Mikel clumsily made his way out of the dumpster, bruising his hands and right leg in the process, but he landed indifferently afterwords. He sniffed, trying to get the fresh air back into his lungs, before he reached up to help Mary down. He smiled. "Here ya go." He whispered, still afraid there was someone listening in to their conversation. He heard Mary say that she knew a safe place and tilted his head to the side in confusion. "Really? Where?"
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