Blizz

The Blessing of a Curse

"Whatever, just get out of my face."

Name: Linus Hawthorne

Age: 16

Appearance: Linus often wears a grey jacket and a black undershirt, his hair is mud brown with a small gray path on the left. Linus' eyes are a ghostly pale shade of blue and turn white when his powers are active.

Powers
Cryokinesis: Linus has the power to control lower temperatures, crystalize water and determine the temperature of the air. This is His strongest power.

Hydrokinesis: Linus is able to manipulate liquid water, but he can not control it in any other state, meaning it has to be liquid.

Aerokinesis: Linus' weakest ability is to creature air currents, allowing him to push object with the air, he can't create something such as a tornado though.

Attitude: Linus didn't wind up in solitary simply because he's hostile, in fact he is often the nicest person you could meet in this hell hole, he respect everyone in the lab but still takes notice when a guard knocks an innocent child out cold with blunt force, he is fair but would happily tear some of the doctors and guards to tiny shreds if given the chance. He often simply does not care what happens, when a guard yells at him, he seems to never notice but still complies just to hear them shut up. He doesn't talk to many people either, not because of his distant attitude but that he simply isn't good at talking to others.

Class: Linus is in Solitary due to being unable to fully control his weaker powers.

Cara's Originally Titled OoC Hangout Thread ♥ (Still)

@Ally610 Elder Scrolls Six :Elder Scrolls Online

@Carantathraiel I'm to lazy to let it download fully, almost did but a "friend" made me think my computer was glitched so I restarted it and sent the download back to 0...

Cara's Originally Titled OoC Hangout Thread ♥ (Still)

@Carantathraiel I got it months ago but am yet to download it fully -~-

Cara's Originally Titled OoC Hangout Thread ♥ (Still)

@Carantathraiel Waaaaat You play ESO :o

The Iron Grove.

@Wick e.e wat lel

The Iron Grove.

@Wick thanks, 5 months late but shh

The Unwanted. Superpowered RP with a hint of horror.

@AcerRo Ok, this seems awesome. I'd love to Dive into something like this, if you don't mind. Just one question though. Is there a limit to age or can we go wild as long as it makes sense?

Sum up your week in roleplaying in just 3 words

Starting Back Up

Orphanage for Supernatural

@KatherinWinter Jack paid attention when the housekeeper explained the rule about blending in, in his opinion it made perfect sense considering what people can be known for doing when something "not normal" pops up, he would know, after all it was such a thing that drove him here, but something didn't seem right. Jack raised his hand and would wait for the housekeeper to finish speaking.

Crescent Dagger Camp

Mason, who may have been the only person still asleep at this hour, managed to climb to his feet wake up. "*Yawn* The damn sun will freeze before I wake up at a good hour" Mason rubbed his eyes and practically forced them to adjust to the light. He had hoped to be able to get some food still but wasn't placing any bets on it. Mason looked to the side of his bed and retrieved his sword, lying slightly ajar from the scabbard. Mason picked it up, placed it back in and slung the belt around his waist, he could rarely be found without his sword at his side. Please let there still be some food left, PLEASE.

Mason poked out of his tent and aimed for the kitchen, on his way he passed a number of people, some he knew, others he had never laid eyes upon, on his way a few people gave him odd looks and stepped away at the sight of his sword. It wasn't exactly a sentry or guard's privilege to wear a sword, anyone was allowed to, but some wouldn't dare touch a weapon, and Mason respected this so he didn't criticize them for it. Mason had arrived where there was still some food. Winter, you saint. He thought as he grabbed a plate and piled n a few eggs and some sausages. He took the nearest seat he could and found a few people still around. Lucas, some little girl with him (god help her), 'gadget' and a dog. Mason paid no attention to them as he went to work on his food.

In just a few minutes, Mason's plate was devoid of even crumbs, as if it had nothing on it at all to begin with. Mason got up and took the plate to the sink and washed it off before putting it back where he found it and stepped outside, feeling slightly bored. A few more people walked past him, giving him more glances due to his sword. Yes, I am armed in a safe haven, what of it? He wanted to say but bit the words back before doing so. Mason let out a sigh and considered going back to his tent and sleeping, and wondered if someone would hunt him down, Maybe winter or Delshad would, but would he care? Not in the least, He may be young, but not timid or stupid enough to think himself a god. Mason simply started walking and would go wherever in the camp his feet took him.