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Post by Admin Savannahorsavy on Aug 12, 2016 8:15:18 GMT -5
((Someone also has darkness... Look at the first page. All of the powers used are on there. Look up super power wikia if you can't find anything )
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Post by lillianadaniels on Aug 12, 2016 8:25:56 GMT -5
((Order and Chaos limited of course))
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Post by Admin Savannahorsavy on Aug 12, 2016 8:30:19 GMT -5
((Aight. Just edit your bio and explain the limitations a bit )
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Post by Admin Savannahorsavy on Aug 12, 2016 8:30:53 GMT -5
((Never mind. You did that. Thanks!))
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Post by lillianadaniels on Aug 12, 2016 8:32:09 GMT -5
((posting my opening ))
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Post by lillianadaniels on Aug 12, 2016 8:37:50 GMT -5
Lucia and Lukas had just arrived in Chicago and had pilled themselves into a very small taxi to the Freak House, the taxi driver watched them before smiling and pulling up by the gates of the house "Right here we are then, Freak House" The Cab driver stated before driving off after the twins had gotten out with their two suitcases. Lucia gripped her brother arm tightly "I hope this one will be nice" Luci said softly causing Lukas to smile and agree. The twins made their way to the door, Lukas was carrying both suitcases and still managed to knock on the large door.
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Post by Admin Maddy on Aug 12, 2016 9:30:52 GMT -5
(I'll come up with something for him later, I hadn't realized.) (Also are you making it so Matt has been there or is he new?)
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Post by Admin Savannahorsavy on Aug 12, 2016 10:10:11 GMT -5
((Matt and Faith will both be new. And we're only posting openers. So once you post your opening wait until everyone else posts there openings ))
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Post by Global Mod. Danithewitch on Aug 12, 2016 12:14:18 GMT -5
Sunny slowly made her way down the stairs, one step at a time. The longer she took to walk downstairs, the longer it would take until she had to see Warty - and Sunny hated Warty with a passion. She hated the pill, too. Sometimes she wished she could just smash through the walls in the middle of the night and escape. But still, it wouldn't work. Even at the first Freak House she'd been at in California, her attempts to escape had been quickly shut down. After a while, the head lady there got sick of dealing with Sunny and sent her off to the Chicago Freak House. There was no way she could escape on her own from this place - and besides, she'd feel a little bad about leaving the older kids behind.
Sunny traced her finger on the worn railing of the stairs as she walked, combing her other hand through her messy hair. She'd been here for about a year now. "Another day in hell," she mumbled under her breath, frowning.
((My relatives are coming to visit today so hopefully I'll still be able to get on here, lol))
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Post by KatherineL on Aug 12, 2016 14:07:35 GMT -5
Najden stared up at the ceiling of his room. He wasn't really looking forward to leaving it. Going downstairs meant seeing other people, and of course, taking that awful pill. He'd also heard a rumor that some new freaks were arriving today. Just more idiots to annoy him, probably, whom he wasn't eager to meet. It wasn't like they were going anywhere, anyway. There was plenty of time. Or, in his case, about seven months, but he never really thought about what would happen after that. What happened to 18 year old freaks happened, and worrying about it wouldn't stop it from happening to him. Eventually, Najden rolled over on the bed and looked at the clock. Reluctantly, he sat up. He supposed he should go downstairs now, despite his lack of desire to do so. Didn't want to make Warty mad. A few minutes later, he stepped into the hall. A couple other freaks were there, but he ignored them as he made his way downstairs.
Jayna gazed out at the streets of Chicago, visible through the somewhat grimy taxi window. She was pretty nervous about today, about her arrival at this freak house. She hadn't heard good things about any of them, and this one was supposedly meant to hold the truly dangerous freaks. And she wasn't dangerous, was she? All she'd done was turn into an ice sculpture, and she'd been too terrified about it to move, let alone attack anyone. Jayna shook her head and sighed, earning a glance from the man seated beside her, her 'guard', she supposed. Jayna went back to looking out the window for a bit, until the freak house itself came into view. It did not exactly look welcoming. They pulled up to the curb, and the man got out and opened Jayna's passenger-side door. He escorted her up the steps, and after a slight hesitation, she knocked on the door.
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Post by Moderator Merida on Aug 12, 2016 15:17:15 GMT -5
Name: Aryan Daniels Nickname: Arty Gender: Female Age: 16 Powers: Water Manipulation and Electrical manipulation Personality: Arty is pretty easy going, and tries to enjoy life. She's feisty but not argumentative unless necessary. A fighter, she will do whatever it takes to survive, but won't forget about others as easily as most who've been in the Freak House as long as her. She has a genuinely kind heart which makes her vulnerable, but it also makes her stronger. How you came to be in Freak House/History: Arty wasn't brought into the freak house as early as most, but at the still impressionable age of 10. She'd realized quickly her abilities and had been practicing with water since she was very young, but had always been an inquisitive child and realized quickly that her abilities were taboo. She kept her water ability hidden until one day she electrocuted another child by complete accident. It took a couple of months to prove she had anything to do with the accident, but after that she was taken to the first of many freak houses to come. Currently she's being transferred to the Chicago freak house because of crowding at the Pennsylvania one. Looks: Other: Hates the taste of oranges Read more: jamesproleplay.freeforums.net/thread/68/freak-house-og-style#ixzz4HA7lbkGL
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Post by Moderator Merida on Aug 12, 2016 15:26:00 GMT -5
Name: Xavier Reynolds Nickname: Gender: Male Age: 17 Powers: Poison Touch Personality:Xavier is very closed off. Because of his power he's been through a lot in his life. He has experiences that most people couldn't dream of in their nightmares. His power didn't activate until he was six. The day he killed his mother after she pulled him in for a hug is a moment that has been etched into his brain ever since. He use to think there was hope for himself, for being able to enjoy others, but now he's found it's easier just to ignore the existence of others altogether. Anytime anyone attempts to reach out to him he makes them regret it. In order to push people away he can be mean, bitter, sarcastic and even just down right rude. How you came to be in Freak House/History: Xavier has been at the Chicago Freak house since birth. It was the highest security freak house and the only one that could handle his particular power. Because he's a danger to others there are many times where he's strictly separated, but this has eased up over time. Looks: Other: Survives on caffeine
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Post by Moderator Merida on Aug 12, 2016 15:35:21 GMT -5
Name: Thomas Nickname: N/a Gender: Male Age:16 Powers: Resurrection and Spirit Walking Personality: Maybe it's because Thomas has been dead more than alive, but he has a very creepy persona about him. He keeps to himself mostly, and tries to avoid confrontation at all costs. He is very wise beyond his years, and carries himself differently than most fifteen year old boys do. His concerns with life are little compared to his concerns about what happens in the afterlife. His ability to spirit walk gives him a glimpse into what it's like to be dead and he finds it is much simpler than being alive. He's contemplated killing himself a few times, but his curiosity of the living keeps him grounded and alive. How you came to be in Freak House/History: When Thomas spirit walks, his body drops to the ground, dead. Without his spirit, his body could rot and decompose, leaving him in limbo forever. He found this out when he was five and his ability to spirit walk first presented. He was pronounced dead, and when he suddenly came back to life in a morgue, it raised some questions. He's been in a freak house ever since. Looks: Other:While he can resurrect, he cannot heal. Depending on the state of the deceased, he will refuse to resurrect them. His biggest fear is starting a zombie apocalypse
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Post by Moderator Merida on Aug 12, 2016 15:42:51 GMT -5
Xavier had woken, but sat in his room, awaiting the knock that would signal it was time to take his pill. He had been operating this way, secluded from everyone for years now. As he looked up at the ceiling with not a thought in his mind he vaguely remembered that there were new arrivals today. Despite how often he, and the Warden, as he called her, kept himself contained there was always a newbie who was idiotic enough to attempt to befriend him. He'd killed more people than he cared to recall. The thought of more children, who were innocent enough, but so stupid, arriving made him cringe. Maybe he should just stay in his room today. Once the excitement died down he would leave. Interestingly enough another bed was placed in his room a couple of weeks ago. For what he didn't know, no one was allowed to share a room with him; not after all the incidents.
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Post by Moderator Merida on Aug 12, 2016 15:47:58 GMT -5
Aryan stretched slightly, as much as she could in the crowded van she was in. Her and other Freaks were being transported to a different freak house. It was very far away from the one she'd grown up in, and she wasn't sure why they would transfer her so far away. Looking around she noted that every single freak in the van had attempted to escape at least one time, many of them more. Why was she in the van? She'd never tried to escape, just thought about it. Every freak dreams to leave, but she could never in good heart escape the awful place and leave all the others. She sighed to herself, deciding that where ever they were taking her, it would probably be more strict than what she was use too. Dismayed, she looked out the window, watching the world go by her.
Thomas yawned slightly, bumping into a small girl as he walked down the stairs to take his morning pill. He looked down at her, curiously staring at her small frame before walking on. His steps were graceful, almost ghost-like as he walked, and as he got his pill he said nothing. He preferred to observe instead.
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