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1 yr ago
Current blaze it and praise it
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1 yr ago
I go my whole life without encountering the word "pursuant" then suddenly it crops up like ten times in the past week
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1 yr ago
this is some chapstick weather
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6 yrs ago
ENTP: "opportunity is missed because it looks like hard work" me: *eyes bulge mid-bite of chocolate-sprinkled donut while procrastinating*
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6 yrs ago
>"Tell me something you're not proud of." Me: My RPG post ratio is higher than my GPA
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Bio

Hiya, I'm Blitz.

I think I'll put a bunch of my characters' quotes here because what better describes a person than the things they say? (Or rather, things my characters have said... Tee-hee)

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Awesome. I'll start working on my post :D
So, like a suburb? They could live in a New Jersey neighborhood that's a couple minutes from New York if you want
strategically placed herself far away HA pls


Name: Lucas Reed
Age: Also 17, also a senior

General Personality: Lucas a loud boy, and perhaps a bit of an egotistic asshole at times. But, nevertheless, it’s impossible to stay mad at him. He is pretty charismatic and enjoys spending time around others, be it long-time friends or new people. He’s very perceptive, but not exactly the brightest bulb of the bunch. He liked to crack sarcastic jokes and generally be an ass, but he almost never means anyone real harm. His anger is hard to provoke, but you definitely don’t want to be around if he cracks.

Bio Summary: Lucas has lived—or tried to live—a generally normal life. He was around thirteen when he discovered his psychic powers, much to his dismay. He was holding his dead phone in his hand when it suddenly turned on in his hands. When he took his hands off it, it turned back off. He initially dismissed it as “paranormal activity” or some other explanation an adolescent boy could come up with, but since then he started to notice that sparks would sometimes crackle between his fingers and at their tips. Slightly afraid and slightly excited, he one day walked deep into a nearby forest and tried to see if he could summon his powers. He trust his hand outward and envisioned releasing a large amount of energy, and to his shock (no pun intended) a thin but bright band of lightning spurt out from his palm and singed the bark of a nearby tree, thankfully not starting a forest fire. Since then, he vowed never to tell anyone, not even his family or closest friends, about his powers. He knew about psychics, but he didn’t want to be different, and he didn’t want to be one of them.

So, Lucas continued his life, only practicing his powers in secret and experimenting with them.

Psychic Powers: Electrokinesis: the ability to create and manipulate electric pulses and lightning. [This wasn’t on the list, but pyrokinesis was, but I thought electricity was so much more badass. Hope you don’t mind.] He has a good grip on controlling his powers, but his emotions also have a strong influence over his powers. For example, if he was to get angry, the air would become very static and sparks may crackling around his head or fingers. As a result, he has tried to get a very good grip on his emotions so his cover isn’t blown in public. This electricity is his only psychic ability, but it’s rather fitting since he’s not really the intuitive type anyway.
Actually, I'll get it done tomorrow sorry sorry I just realized I'm extremely tired >__<
I like it! I'll my CS up asap.
Blaine couldn't help but love the thrill of the chase: sharper vision, clearer thinking, deeper breathing, quicker pulse. Adrenaline was the body’s own personal drug, and inside all his veins and arteries, his blood was saturated with it. Sure it was scary as hell, but there was just something so attractive, so addicting, about being in danger and putting your life on the line. Surely the fight-or-flight chemical was to blame.

His only thought was to run and run, and to keep running. There was no time to stop. Stopping meant death. All of his thoughts were focused on moving his feet, one after the other, as fast as he could. He barely realized to make sure Genevieve was keeping up with him, but he didn’t dare look behind him. He couldn’t. He just had to trust that she was still right there. Besides, she was too good of an agent to fall behind.

He only knew it was a matter of time before—

“Убейте их!”

Shit. That didn’t sound good.

“Look out!” was all Blaine could think of to shout before the sound of ammunition rounds start firing off. He barely had time to turn a corner before a plethora of bullets flew past him into the opposite wall.

This was not good. The two of them—he assumed Genevieve was still right behind him—were running blindly around a KGB base in the middle of Moscow. Even if they did manage to get out, where would they go? Hell, he hardly even wanted to head back to ARES at this point. He dreaded the thought of being chewed out for a failed infiltration operation, though he was sure Aunt Valerie would be more relieved to see them alive and in once piece. Well, the was assuming they manage to escape under those conditions.

“Please tell me you requested a chopper lift before we left!” he called out without looking back.

There were more angry shouts from behind him, and he quickly turned to run down another hallway before they could start shooting at them again.
oops I accidentally posted the IC post here, lol.
lol
now u can tell people what do u were born on/what day it is
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