Hm, that would sound okay. And Rosey, I merely said that the eyes looked like Jethra's. I'll leave the rest of this up to you. You can take it to mean that they were Jethra's eyes, or somebody elses. Maybe a person who can shapeshift?
There once was a cat. He wasn’t particularly fat. Fuzzy was his favorite mat. And really, that was that.
Oh, but did you really think so? Keep reading, it’s just the start of the show! And as for how far this tale will go… Well, even the cat doesn’t know.
Eep. I would say Water. You said darkness was a super rare element, and I'm thinking the Darkness element users would be very difficult to defeat. Or, if doing darkness, maybe someobe almost got killed?
There once was a cat. He wasn’t particularly fat. Fuzzy was his favorite mat. And really, that was that.
Oh, but did you really think so? Keep reading, it’s just the start of the show! And as for how far this tale will go… Well, even the cat doesn’t know.
Hmm. Here's the thing: Somebody almost got killed with Animal. Namely, me.
So, that's three votes for water, counting mine.
Also, there is still room to post! All it takes is a post getting them as far away as possible. Ie- out of range from the other Elite. Just bring it to a point (end of day preferred) and then the characters will start learning about what's making the Elite act like that. Once Seline wakes up, she'll be able to figure out how to free Leena.
Here is where things left off. However, there are still a couple of people (Robin [healer] and Indio [fire]) who are in a bit of trouble.
A writer is a world trapped in a person— Victor Hugo
Ink is blood. Paper is bandages. The wounded press books to their heart to know they're not alone.
Okie dokie, I posted. If I missed something in one of the posts, you can scold me for it because I've been a bad little mouse and haven't posted in a long time.
"What are you doing?"
"I've got paint and rollers...water sking"~The Philanthropist
Oh-kay, sorry for the total neglect here. I haven't had much time for storybooks lately. (Nor will I have much time for the next week......)
Phantom- One thing you've missed is the group ridding out. If nobody else has a way to get everybody out of there, then I'll time-laps things in my next post.
They'll be a two (possibly three) day gap for somebody else to post. If nobody does, then my next post will be the whole group camped somewhere farther away.
A writer is a world trapped in a person— Victor Hugo
Ink is blood. Paper is bandages. The wounded press books to their heart to know they're not alone.
