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Post by Møиø¢ħяøмe on Jul 10, 2017 3:56:58 GMT -5
"...Running for my life?"
This is a one on one RP and it is currently OPEN!
All I ask is that you are descriptive and able to type at least 10 lines per post! Thanks! c:
Plot:
This isn't the usual 'hero' and 'villain' story you would hear about in those foolish comic books.
This story is about two criminals, both with powers, who despise each other. They are neither heroes nor villains, just two members of society who are hated by society because of how potentially dangerous they both are.
The two have met, and fought, before. My guy is stuck up, wanting to fight just about everything, living or not. Your character is usually one who lives by rules. But...your character can also be a rebel at times if they so desire. Both of them live and breathe sarcasm, which is why they don't usually get along all that well.
Anyway, one night my guy gets injured pretty bad. Yeah you guessed it, he got into a fight. My guy is on his way home, or at least trying his best. But with his luck ends up in a situation that could lead to lots of trouble. My guy found himself surrounded by the police, not able to put up much of a fight if any.
Someone else comes into the scene-your character. Your character had been running from the police themselves, ending up here, surrounded by more police then planned.
So naturally, my guy still wants to fight, but of course we all know that won't work out, so he's essentially useless. He hated to admit it, but he asks for your characters help.
You can decide what you want to happen from here. We'll just let the RP do its thing.
Also,,, you get to choose your character's gender and power! ;>
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Post by venus on Jul 10, 2017 4:02:40 GMT -5
hey! i'd love to rp with you, i feel so bad we had a onexone a while back that i just never had time to start :c im sorry about that.
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Post by Møиø¢ħяøмe on Jul 10, 2017 4:12:56 GMT -5
{Oh don't worry about that old thing! This is probs gonna be a lot more fun anyway! ;3}
{I honestly didn't expect anyone to reply this fast, because it happens to be four in the morning for me already haha, but I'm glad! So, would you like me to start or do you want to? Also,,, maybe we should type out a small something about our characters first!}
{Name | Gender | Age | Power | Extra info (If any)}
{Sebastian Frost | Male | 21 | Cryokinesis (Ice Manipulation) | As mentioned above he loves to fight anyone and anything. Also he's a night owl, pretty nice once you get to know him, has about a million nicknames.}
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Post by venus on Jul 10, 2017 4:20:17 GMT -5
ah yeah i just have a huge muse to rp right now ! c: ye i'll post a quick description, i think my characters actually a pretty perfect opposite for yours since she controls fire B)
{ Jude Cienfuegos | Female | 21 | Pyrokinesis | Jude is a headstrong, confrontational person, never afraid to back down from a fight, never afraid to start 'em either. She's flighty and volatile, but fiercely loyal to whoever she cares about. Grew up as a scrappy kid in the streets, and speaks both Spanish and English. }
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Post by Møиø¢ħяøмe on Jul 10, 2017 4:24:04 GMT -5
{Would you like me to start then? And haha that's great! I love characters who are opposites for some reason.}
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Post by venus on Jul 10, 2017 4:26:17 GMT -5
i'd appreciate that, yeah c: right? those are always so fun )
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Post by Møиø¢ħяøмe on Jul 10, 2017 5:00:35 GMT -5
{I do apologize, I managed to type about half of a reply but now I'm like way too tired to finish. It's now five in the morning for me and I'm actually doing stuff tomorrow so I should really head to bed.}
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Post by venus on Jul 10, 2017 12:50:47 GMT -5
hey no worries! i totally crashed last night anyways since it was like 3am
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Post by 𝓅𝑒𝒶𝒸𝒽 on Jul 10, 2017 13:00:41 GMT -5
» Møиø¢ħяøмe 👀 i'm interested..... if you'd like (Since the thread is already taken i assume) we can do it thru PM?
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Post by Møиø¢ħяøмe on Jul 10, 2017 18:23:27 GMT -5
Sebastian Frost - "Don't you dare call me Jack Frost."![](http://pbs.twimg.com/media/CQ1A7XaUsAAl_Oz.jpg) "Y'know, you have a big reward on ya, kid." A deep voice echoed throughout the dark alleyway, which was quiet except for the sound of a passing breeze. The click of a 9mm handgun as new ammo was inserted was always thrilling to the guy, who messed with the gun like it was a toy. This guy was clearly a gang leader, his voice stern and tainted by countless past cigarettes.
"Look who's talking, hm?" Another voice spoke, crossing his arms and tilting his head slightly to the right. The voice belonged to an infamous criminal, known by many as the guy with the ice powers. The gun didn't phase him, as he's had worse. Of course it was never fun to be shot, but he couldn't show signs of nervousness to this gang leader dude.
The gang leader raised his hand and snapped, and out came a bunch of armed teens from the shadows, earning a slight smirk from the ice wielder. This would surely be entertaining, for both sides. Without hesitation, the gang leader, who went by Giovanni, made the first move. Giovanni knew the reward was growing higher by the day, and he wasn't going to pass up this great opportunity. It wasn't just the money he was after. It was also the boy himself, who had been causing a ton of trouble with his gang.
A barrage of gunshots rang in the night air, but the ice wielder, Sebastian, was't that easy to take out. Sure he wasn't armed, but he relied on his powers, which were used for both attack and also defense. The twenty-one year old acted quickly, creating a barrier of ice between him and the gang. He thought he was in the clear, saving himself just moments before the bullet storm. But a warm liquid running down his chest and right arm told him otherwise.
He was so hyped up on adrenaline that neither of the bullets, who were now lodged in him, hurt. With a frustrated yell, he unclenched his fist, melting the ice wall. Sebastian was ticked off at the gang, one for getting shot in the freaking chest and two for ruining his favorite hoodie. The boy then shoved his palms outwards towards the gang, creating what seemed like a huge ice sculpture full of very sharp icicles protruding out from the front.
His ice was sharp enough to impale a person if they got in the way. This was just lesson number one of why you should make a person with powers mad.
After taking care of the gang, Sebastian turned on his heel and headed towards the direction of his 'house', which was actually just an abandoned apartment. It was a couple blocks away from where he was currently, but after a wave of nausea and splitting pain hit him as the adrenaline wore off, he wasn't sure how far he would actually make it.
At first, taking a shortcut through a main road sounded like a good idea. It was a shortcut, after all. What could go wrong? Well, everything actually.
Some cop cars had been patrolling the area when he crossed the street, and he was met with the loud blaring sound of sirens. Breathing heavily, he attempted to raise his one good arm to fight, glaring at the cops. His arm was shaking slightly, and he was now lightheaded from the loss of blood. But he wasn't going to back down, not him. If he had to, he would fight until the end.
Seems like the cops had the same idea. Both him and the cops were at a standoff, both guns and arm raised, ready to attack if need be. Sebastian had to be pretty stupid to wanna fight in his current condition, but even his thoughts were telling him not to make a move. He just needed a distraction, something to help him get away.
{So I decided to change his last name to Frost haha. But I finally have time to get the starter up! c:}
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Post by Møиø¢ħяøмe on Jul 10, 2017 18:34:44 GMT -5
{Hello 𝓅𝑒𝒶𝒸𝒽! I'll gladly make another thread for us! I think threads are easier than pm's anyway.}
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Post by 𝓅𝑒𝒶𝒸𝒽 on Jul 10, 2017 18:37:18 GMT -5
» Møиø¢ħяøмe Sure thing! ;v;
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Post by venus on Jul 10, 2017 20:57:27 GMT -5
Jude Cienfuegos ;;![](http://i63.tinypic.com/x5sen9.png)
Jude was having a bad night.
If there was one pet peeve she had, it was the fact that you couldn't walk down the street without bumping into gang members, lowly thieves, or worse in this city. Every block had been taken over by some faction or another, and Jude was caught up in the middle of it. Hated by almost every one, she couldn't walk down the block to buy chips from the corner store without getting shot at as of late. The gangs were vicious, but she was worse. Anger issues and arson didn't mix well.
From burned packages of drugs, to gang warehouses left in embers, Jude didn't plan on stopping. The cops were scrambling after her, trying to follow the ashes in her wake, but she was too hot to touch. Once upon a time Jude had been a law abiding citizen, certain that the authorities would be able to step in and put a stop to what was tearing the city apart. But the feeling of fire, pure heat manifesting in her chest, was something she couldn't ignore. Not anymore. She supposed it was vigilante justice, like Batman or Daredevil, but most would just label her a criminal.
She had barely ran out of a police infested street unscathed; gang wars were imminent, Jude was in the middle, and mix in the cops called in by the sound of gunshots and you have one hell of a fight. Her heard pounded as she sprinted down empty streets, pillars of smoke rising and the soft red glow of fire coloring the night sky. Old sneakers hit rough pavement, smoke and ash trailing behind the girl. Jude was a sight to behold as she ran frenzied through the block, hair still burning bright, skin hot as sin; she weaved through streets, hopped fences, never once looking back until the sirens died down. When the air was still once more Jude propped herself up against a brick wall and gasped for air. "Oh my god, I'm so out of shape." She tried to think of where she was; the girl had cut across an empty main road to get where she was, but she held back a gasp, hearing the sounds of running footsteps and sirens once more. Jude held back a curse and ducked behind the corner she was at, staying well out of sight,
The police's yells echoed off of the walls, and it took Jude a moment to realize they were after someone else, frozen in a standoff in the middle of the alley. She peeked around the corner, hands pressed against grimy brick as she surveyed the scene. It was some other guy in a hoodie, but even with the dim yellow lights from the streetlights, she could see blood dripping down one of his arms. He looked awfully familiar...
"Jesus, is that Sebastian?!" Jude huffed under her breath. Of course. She almost wasn't surprised, but saved her sarcastic insults for later. This was bad. He was hurt, and the cops weren't standing down. She could intervene, it was probably the right thing to do, Jude didn't think he would be able to fight back with whatever had happened to him. And so, the girl steeled herself for a fight.
Jude's abilities were a bit more interesting than most. She had pyrokinesis - the ability to control fire. But, her powers worked both inwardly and outwardly. She was the fire, and the fire was her. The girl's powers manifested physically on her person, as well as her being able to cast it outwards. Her hair would catch flames, burning bright, her skin was searing to the touch, and the girl could 'turn' into a flame, flitting through the air as quick as a bullet. It took a lot of her energy though, it was risky. But, this seemed worth the risk. Before Jude could talk herself out of it, it seemed as if a thin streak of fire had flown through the air, barely noticeable as it flickered past the cops and Jude landed behind them, silent and crouched. She gestured to Sebastian to wait, and held up three fingers, as if she were to do a countdown.
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Post by Møиø¢ħяøмe on Jul 13, 2017 17:37:52 GMT -5
{Sorry to keep you waiting! I'll reply as soon as I can, I have multiple threads to reply to and I'm super busy aha. ;v;}
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