Kye was hardly startled by the sudden appearance of the three, but she looked up anyway. A smile crept over her soft lips slowly, "Hey." Her smile widened a little as she resisted the temptation to roll her eyes at Marissa's girlish tauntings.
I've been grounded and I won;t be able to post for a while. If any of you require using my character be my guess, but look at how he has acted before and check out his personality. Don't make him suddenly go suicidal and kill himself. But yeah, if you need my character by my guest.
PS look back at the other posts too, Gray can't be in two places at once.
Glory is like a circle in the water, Which never ceaseth to enlarge itself, Till by broad spreading it disperses to naught. -William Shakespeare
join my Storybook, now would be a great time for a new character to come in.
"Wow Marrissa you look great." Said Gray, his male hormones speaking more than himself. "The lake is beautiful too." Gray casually walked over to meet her, and she walked towards him. "THink you can try a little bit of tornado action?" Gray asked, a quick yet small gust of wind around the two of them. "I don't see why not." Marrissa stepped back and started moving her arms in a fluent motoin. THe wind picked up, her hair pulled back, and started to encirlce her. She was doing it.
Glory is like a circle in the water, Which never ceaseth to enlarge itself, Till by broad spreading it disperses to naught. -William Shakespeare
join my Storybook, now would be a great time for a new character to come in.
description of power- can shape weapons made of darkness into his hands, can create sillouhettes, see in the dark, and cover himself in darkness, in a way making himself invisible, and use the darkness for strength.
downfalls- extremely delicate power, and one slip up or overuse will cause the powers to take over him, or even kill him.
description- short spiked black hair, emerald eyes, 6'2", always wearing a black hoodie with long jean pants.
build- not rippling with muscles, but well built
personality:
-stubborn
-strong-willed
-not talkative, unless around friends, then very social.
-likes to help
-if he says it will be done, it will be done
bio- Not a talker of his past, but both parents are supervillians and he does not share their perspective of life. He left his family when he heard about the school. Finally invited in by the principal, he explained his predicament, and was welcomed with open arms to the school.
I'll never figure this place out, Coden groaned in his mind. He wandered down the halls, past various classrooms and lockers. A scrap a paper in his hand was supposed to be his directions, but they weren't helping.
Finally, he just yanked open a random room. "Excuse me." a small, middle aged woman looked up from writing an equation on the board. she stared at him from underneath wire rimmed glasses.
"Yes?"
"Could you tell me where the... 'Power control' class is?" he read from the crumpled paper in his hand.
Several excited whispers ran through the room, and a couple of strange stares bored into the back of his head. The teacher's eyes widened, and she quickly escorted him out of the room, dragging him by the elbow, which sadly enough was up to her shoulders.
She stood Coden out in front of her, and looked him up and down. "You are a new student, yes?" she said in a crisp, official voice. Coden nodded. The teacher sighed, and rubbed her forehead.
"The never tell them these things..." she muttered to herself. She looked back up, straightening herself. "Do you know what power control is for?"
Coden tried to be polite. "Isn't it for.... learning to control powers?"
The teacher rolled her eyes. "Not... exactly. You see, the power control class is for those who, if they use their powers too much or in a wrong way, can have... catastrophic results."
it hit Coden instantly. "You mean those who can cause death to themselves or those around them without any control."
the teacher nodded her head quickly. "And now that whole class knows your in it. You know what that means?"
Coden shrugged his shoulder, the hood lying in his back bouncing up and down. "Down social points?"
She pursed her lips. "Bingo."
if you were to die today, would you be able to tell yourself that you did everything you wanted and everything you could?
* * *
life is a puzzle. want to put it together with me?
His time at the lake with Marrissa and Cedric was awesome. Cedric and the other girl hung out together most of the time, and as far as he could tell liked each other. Marrissa looked wonderful..... thought Gray, acting like the teenage guy he was. Cedric was once agin on his blood bike, and Gray was in his tornado form. Neither spoke to each other on the way back to the room but then again, neither would of been able to hear the other over the roar of the twister and clap of the bike. They had reahced their dorm and still a word had not been said. Gray's make shift drain system was working, he had connected atarp to the ceiling that led all the way to the window, where the water trickled out of the buiding. His bed was still dry. A knock sounded at their door. Cedric answered it, and their was a small flyer in front of the door. Obviously the principle wanted everyone to know something. "A new school district has been developped for talented children and young Adults like ourselves. Along with the other school that has been open, we will now be able to step up interscholastic sport teams. For more information come to the head office. Gray finally broke the silence after reading the flyer. "What kinds of sports do they have for superheroes?"
Glory is like a circle in the water, Which never ceaseth to enlarge itself, Till by broad spreading it disperses to naught. -William Shakespeare
join my Storybook, now would be a great time for a new character to come in.
Coden's day, in essence, had gone horribly wrong. He didn't understand anything in hisclasses; they all seemed to be in the middle of lessons where ever he joined. As for the power control class... he flet like he was in the middle of a therapy session. Not to mention the constant strange stares. He sighed, and laid back on his bed. His roommate had ignored him the whole day, and all Coden could figure out of him was that his power was probably super snoring. The din coming from his nose sent constant migranes into Coden's head. He buried himself in his pillow.
A light knock barely reached over the snoring. Coden looked at the door for a few seconds, amazed.
"Who in the world...?" he said out loud.
resisting his temptation to stay in bed and try and sleep, he rolled out of bed and slumped his way over to the door. He hesitated at the doorknob. He still could not figure out what it could be. All nervousness aside, he pulled the door open. No one there.
He peeked out into the hallway, looking all around. There was no one there. He rolled his eyes.
"Stupid freshmen..." he muttered. He turned to go back inside, when he noticed a flyer taped onto his door.
"Super sports?" he read. then a small smile spread on his lips. He grabbed the flyer, and headed for the principal's office
if you were to die today, would you be able to tell yourself that you did everything you wanted and everything you could?
* * *
life is a puzzle. want to put it together with me?
Power: He has the power to become completely invisible. He often missuses this power. He can also take a small object and turn it into a perfect clone of himself, but one good punch is enough to dispel it. He can create a maximum of 2 clones at once.
Appearance: Shirokimaru wears all black ninja type clothing and a mask that covers the lower half of his face. His hair is white and wildly spiked.(Think younger version of Kakashi from Naruto except all in black.) He has only one facial expression: oblivious.
Bio: Shirokimaru is from a secret ninja clan in Japan and was sent to this school to further improve his new found powers. No one else in his clan has the ability to create clones of themselves or become invisible, so his clan wants him to become stronger so he can become the ultimate ninja. But, Kage has other plans in mind for his current situation. He is very lax and almost never takes anyone or anything seriously. He likes to use his powers to pull pranks on his teachers or steal food from the cafeteria. When someone talks to him he always gives them a blank stare before talking back. When he's talking he sometimes breaks off into Japanese, partly by accident, partly from boredom of the conversation.
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Chicken <-- Egg <-- Rocket Powered Fist Take that, science!
Power: Can fly using her wings, also can control ink
Personality: Doesn't take much seriously, 'life's a party and parties are life' mentality, undoubtedly loyal to all her friends
Hair: green/blue/grayish
Eyes: Deep blue
Body: five five, thin, pale skinned but not white
History: Meribelle is the youngest in the line of an unfortunate family. She guesses her wings came from the long and odd history of her family. Every one of the female members of her family must have liked falling off of cliffs because every single one of them died that way. She thinks it's evolution sparing her but it's just a guess. The ink she never thought about much but the guess was from her writer father who tried to give her ink poisoning once or twice. Most of her life Meribelle has lived under a rock (What, you think thats funny? I'm serious!)She is slightly childish and is new to the world of gifteds.
Meribelle walked into the school, boots padding across the polished floor. The front desk held a short woman behind it, shuffling through papers. Meribelle set her arms on the desk and rolled up her long sleeves.
"Excuse me. Do you have a schedule for Meribelle Ashwood?"
The woman glanced up at her and reached into a drawer, pulling out a gray sheet of paper and an envelope. She smiled, handed the paper and envelope to Meribelle, and returned to her sorting. Meribelle let her arms fall and sleeves flow over her hands and down to her hips. She picked up the paper and package and looked at it. Meribelle fumbled with her sleeves as she walked and opened the package. The package contained a key and room number.
"Three eleven." She mumbled to herself and glanced around her. She quickly unfolded her wings from behind her back. The black, thin wings had kept her safe form cliffs all these years. A quick flap and Meribelle took off down the halls to her new home.
When Meribelle arrived at the right hall she touched down and walked. She passed a boy looking at a flyer outside of his room, 312. She smiled, and fumbled a quick greeting. She spotted another boy inside the room. Meribelle went to the next room and inserted the key into the keyhole. The door gave a protesting crack as she opened it but nothing more. Meribelle observed the whitewashed walls and sighed. She had nothing to fill them with.
Suddenly she smiled. Opening a concealed pouch Meribelle extracted a vial of ink. She popped the top open, pointed her finger at it and flicked it upwards. A stream of black ink made its way out of the vial. Meribelle thought of a picture of a waterfall in her mind. The ink that came out of the vial shuddered and split itself into the colors that made it up and went to work. When it was done, a large, realistic picture of a waterfall in a tropical rain forest was inked on her wall.
Meribelle smiled and closed the ink bottle with the cork in her hand and held it up to her ear. She shook it and frowned. She needed to buy more ink.
Coden continued down the hall, still reading the poster. He didn't notice the winged girl until it was too late. They collided in midstride, sprawling to the floor. An ink cartridge flew out of the girl's hand, splattering all over Coden's face.
"Oh geez!" she said, still struggling to get up. "I am so sorry!"
She giggled, seeing his face smothered in ink. "I like the make up though."
Coden smiled, and helped the winged girl onto her feet. "Yeah, I thought it was normal to have ink on your face."
She laughed again. Smiling shyly, she said, "Let me help you with that."
She waved her hand, and the ink all but floated from Coden's face and back into the bottle. Coden watched, trying not to show his awe.
"I need to get used to seeing this." he said.
She picked up the bottle of the ground and pocketed it. "You're not used to these things either?"
Coden shrugged. "I just haven't seen so much... variety."
She nodded in agreement. "I know what you mean."
Coden chuckled. The poster in his hand was forgotten. "So where you heading?"
It dawned on her what she was doing. "Oh, I was just going to the prinicipal to see about ink..."
"Mind if I escorted you? I am heading that way anyway." Coden tucked his hands in his pockets.
She gave a quirky grin. "Of course."
if you were to die today, would you be able to tell yourself that you did everything you wanted and everything you could?
* * *
life is a puzzle. want to put it together with me?
Gray entered his math class at the University that morning. As he headed toward his seat and saw an empty seat. That's weird, he thought, I'm pretty sure there was someone sitting their yesterday.
Mr. Wright strolled into the classroom. "Everyone sit down." He began doing the attendance to see if everyone was here. He reached the last name on the list. "Shirokimaru?" None of the students raised their hands.
Mr. Wright's face began to turn red. "This is the third time this week! If that lazy kid skipped class again..." He went over to the com system and called Mrs. Lawrence. "I'm missing Shirokimaru again, I need you to find him for me. When you do find him tie him up so he can't leave class."
"Yes, Mr. Wright."
Mr. Wright went back to his desk at the front of the room and addressed the class. "Now, while we're waiting for our missing student open your textbooks to page 248."
As Mr. Wright began his lecture Gray saw something move behind the teacher. A piece of chalk began to float in the air. Many of the other students saw it too. The chalk began to write something on the blackboard. It read: Mr. Wright is a dork!
The class began to laugh. Mr. Wright yelled at them to quiet down. "Be quiet and pay attention!" He turn to face the blackboard and saw the message. "SHIROKIMARU!!!"
A small poof sounded from the other side of the room where Gray noticed the empty seat. A white cloud of smoke had appeared. When the smoke dissipated there was somebody dressed in ninja style clothing sitting there.
"Nande? Nande?" he said.
Mr. Wright pointed at the blackboard. "Would you mind explaining this?"
The new student, Shirokimaru, gave him a blank stare before saying, "It looks to me like someone is playing a prank on you."
"And that someone is you!"
"How could it have been me? I'm all the way over here."
"If you step out of line one more time I'm going to make you stay after school!"
"Sensei wa baakka baakka." The other students laughed at his thick Japanese accent.
"I mean it, Shirokimaru, if I have to deal with any more of your shenanigans you're going to be sorry!"
"Yes, Mr. Wright."
"That's 'sir' to you!"
"Yes sir, Mr. Wright." That gained him a few more chuckles.
Mr. Wright growled and turned to erase the message on the blackboard. Taped onto his back was a paper that said: Going commando makes me feel alive! The entire room burst into laughter even greater than before.
Mr. Wright felt the paper on his back and tore it off. His face went red after reading it. "SHIROKIMARU!!!!!"
(You think my character is going to give Mr. Wright a complex?)
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Chicken <-- Egg <-- Rocket Powered Fist Take that, science!
Meribelle started walking with Coden by her side. She took out the bottle that survived the fall the little black clay bottle was handed down over generations and would be saddened if she every broke or lost it. She put it back into her pocket and swung her sleeves back and forth. Coden smiled down at her,
"So, what is the ink for?"
Meribelle grinned and fingered the bottle in her pocket.
"Well, as you saw I can control ink," she thought a minute, flicked her wings a little and giggled, "And fly."
Coden nodded slightly and asked, "So I'm guessing you can't make your own ink?"
Meribelle shook her head and grinned, "Well...it's complicated so if you don't understand tell me. I only turn rocks into ink because they are the only thing that is totally lifeless. But, when I transform them they are pure black, no other color makes it up. The ink manufactured is never purely black, it's made up of all the colors mixed. I can separate the colors so I can paint and give people tattoos and such."
Coden looked at her, trying not to laugh and call her crazy. He smiled and said, "I think I got it but if I didn't I lost you at complicated."
Meribelle sighed as they reached the office, she asked the secretary if she could fill her bottle and she did. Meribelle returned to Coden and thought for a second, "Do you want to see my room? I want to get opinions on the wall I painted."
Coden nodded and started walking towards where they came from. Meribelle ran up behind him and put her hands on his shoulders, "No more stepping. You escorted me here so I get to take you back."
Coden craned his neck to look into Meribelles playful face which caused him to smile slightly. "But..."
Meribelle cut him off, "Don't consider this harassment." She laughed and slipped her arms around his waist at the bottom of his ribs. "And before you ask, no, you're not heavy at all." Meribelle let out her wings and gave them a few test flips. She then gave powerful strokes and took off towards her room.
When they reached the room she lighted down and slipped out from behind Coden and opened her door to reveal her masterpiece. Her boots clicked a little as she walked over to her queen size bed in the corner next to the door and sat down. "What do you think?"
Orion was walking back to her room with her book in hand. She had to stop by to get things for her 'Power Control' class. Her hand immediatly went to the door knob. It was stuck as she tried to turn it. She sighed and put her on the door. Ice started to creep over it. When it was completely covered, it shattered into tiny fragments. When the noise subsided, she thought she was hearing a giant bird heading her way. She turned around and saw a girl with wings carrying a boy down the hall. Orion ducked to the side as the couple passed by. She sighed again as she saw that the girls room was four doors down. Orion walked inside and made a door out of ice. She then packed her things.
