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Current It's been like 5 years since I last logged in here, but I've finally finished college. Howdy!
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10 yrs ago
Do spambots dream of electric sheep?
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10 yrs ago
Hopal for more Opal <3
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11 yrs ago
👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀 good shit go౦ԁ sHit👌 thats ✔ some good👌👌shit right👌👌there👌👌👌 right✔there ✔✔if i do ƽaү so my self 💯 i say so 💯 thats what im talking about right there right there
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Chloe was trying to concentrate on what Mahmoud was suggesting. She had been a second away from asking the man to elaborate on the vague suggestion he'd just given them, and trying to ignore Jaden, when the kid decided he had the nerve to slap her. For a moment it passed her mind that it would be easier to deal with whatever shady things would happen if she decided to work for this guy. She narrowed her bright green eyes at Jaden, weighing her options. Why, that little... Then she realized that he must have had a reason to do it. What had she done? ...Her breath, that must be it. Even so, it had pissed her off. She didn't know chemistry well enough to know what would happen if she exhaled her chlorine, but it seemed they didn't have many other options.
Here goes nothing.
A steady flow of noxious pale green gas flowed from her nostrils, stinking up the room in a matter of seconds.
Chloe didn't know why she'd come back, but she really wished she hadn't. She'd thought her idea was a pretty damn good one, and now as she recognized Mahmoud from before, her heart sank. Great. She really really really wish she'd left. Now what were they going to do? She looked at no one but the stranger, staring him in the eyes. Her heart hammered and she struggled not to start breathing chlorine again (she'd just calmed down!), but she was determined not to look scared. Her stone-faced stare was something she took pride in. Hopefully that jackass waiter wouldn't escalate things again, or ask for life details. Maybe this fancily-dressed man wasn't meant to be scary as he came off as?

Try to be calm. Just be cool. Be cool.

"Um...nice tie," she said hesitantly. Unlike the possible elemental who'd started yelling on the street, she was too intimidated to flat-out ask what Mahmoud wanted. She wondered how long it would take everyone in the room to die if she just blew out some chlorine and left. What a shitty thing to think.
Also, I find it strangely appropriate that I started Breaking Bad right when I joined this RP.
If it lightens the mood at all, I was going to make a character based on technetium but then I realized I only wanted to do that because the name sounds cool.
Chloe could only gasp and shudder out a breath of chlorine while throwing an arm over her eyes in order to shield them against the sudden wall of fire that Aria had created. After a split-second of disappointment that their pursuer hadn't had a chance to answer her question and the irritation at how lightly he seemed to take rape, she turned away, squinting to protect herself from the light of the flaming gas, and faced Aria, Aura and Jaden. In an instant she was at their side again, worrying over Aria. That girl was so young. She didn't deserve to die so soon. A fortunately chlorine-free sigh of relief came out when she realized that Aria was still breathing.

She followed them reluctantly into some middle-aged guy's house--something that made her very uneasy--and sat pensively on a chair, watching Aria and hoping anxiously that the girl would wake up and be alright soon. It wouldn't do to just sit here, though, not so close to where the incident had happened. There would be no time for talk. Chloe's mind was set.

"They'll know we're here," she said decisively, standing back up. "My chlorine smell, that hydrogen explosion, and that asshole's yelling were pretty much just screaming our presence." She narrowed her eyes at Jaden in an expression that challenged him to disagree. "I'm going to see if puffing out chlorine and running far away from here will put anyone off our trail." With that she strolled back toward the front door, whistling quietly. She'd had enough of being taken places she didn't want to be and told what to do.
I like this roleplay because I'm learning something.
Chloe scooted away from Aria when the girl sparked dangerously--if not for that helium bubble, she realized in plain shock, she could be dead or permanently disfigured--and cast Aura a spooked glance from wide green eyes. This evening had gotten just weirder and weirder, and she was starting to wonder if Jaden had been mistaken about being an iron elemental, and pondering the possibility that testosterone could be an element. She shook off the thought. This was a bad situation. Terrible. Perhaps unsalvageable.

She twitched slightly. It was getting hard to keep a cap on all the chlorine that wanted to billow out of her. She was forcing herself to breathe like a normal human being: Oxygen in, that's it, good good good! Now carbon dioxide out, no one wants to smell pool here. Gooooood. It was, however, increasing in difficulty.

Chloe stared right at Dan, who she wasn't happy with after the remark back in the café, and shouted over his ridiculous rape allegations, having forgotten for the moment about the terrifying man. "What is it you want, asshole?" Her eyes glinted subtly in the failing light. Chlorine wafted into the air. She stopped herself and remembered the possible kidnapper. Shit! Now he would not only hear them, but she was risking giving away their location with her swimming pool stink.
I'm excited!
Sorry about not replying for a while, guys! First there was a power outage last night, then I just decided to go to sleep.
Chloe hadn't exactly been happy as she was dragged along with these three strangers and into a bookshop, but her curiosity about the others made her comply. When the boy, who she'd hoped was just a gloomy emo waiter, called them by the names of hydrogen, helium and chlorine, however, she had to suppress a shudder. She had assumed for a long time that she had some sort of connection with the element, but for another person to say it so bluntly?

She was silent, however, as she watched the exchange between Aura, Aria and Jaden, but a bitter thought of I should never have bothered with that shitty café tumbled through her mind on repeat, though with slightly different wordings each time.

And after that weird man pointed them out in a language she didn't recognize or understand, Chloe really didn't enjoy being dragged behind the counter and then under a false floor; the only reason she tolerated it was because the look of the guy sent a chill down her spine. It was cramped, but once they were in the tunnel she felt a little better. Although it was getting hard not to huff out chlorine fumes, she resisted the wave of annoyance that had come over her and listened in almost complete silence as they emerged onto the evening street.

Quietly her angry thoughts about the coffee shop were replaced by another: I may have killed someone, she thought, some of the blood draining from her cheeks, but I am not a devil. She cast guarded looks at Jaden, then at Aria and Aura. She didn't want to share her story, and she certainly didn't want these people even knowing that she somehow represented the seventeenth element. And the growing darkness unsettled her. Soon the sky would be the same hue it was as when she had hyperventilated an insane amount of noxious gas into some pervert's lungs. "Thank you all very much for the chat, and for getting us out of that situation with the who-knows-what-language-he-spoke-guy, but I have to go home."
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