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ooooh I have a lycan character idea.
Cal was unable to breathe. She was in the middle of a panic attack, something she used to have often even before the development of her powers. Her breathing was coming in short bursts, that would eventually end with her holding her breath until she felt light headed. She would then release the air in her lungs with a pitiful gasp before sucking in more air. She could hear the guards around her snickering, taking great joy in the mental pain Cal was suffering. She tried to ignore them. She tried to think of a happy memory to take her away from this plane and this feeling of doom.

The only memory Cal associated with planes was the time her family took a trip to Disney World. Diana, Cal's older sister, wasn't too into the idea of seeing a bunch sweaty dudes in costumes, but seeing the look of joy on her little sister's face when she hugged a giant mouse mascot, was one that she would never forget. She knew that sitting on the nightstand in her bedroom was a picture of Cal and her big sister, posing in front of the Disney Castle. Cal look was elated, a giant smile plastered on her ice cream smeared face, and Diana was even grinning just the slightest bit.


Cal could feel her insides flop around as the plane experienced what Cal could only assume was turbulence. She was still hyperventilating, her vision swimming as she tried to keep a hold of herself. But she was slipping fast. No matter how many memories she could think of, all Cal could remember was the look of fear on her families face when she powers first emerged. The sounds of her parents, trying to assure Cal that everything would work out in the end. The sounds of Diana screaming as the police forces knocked Cal unconscious.

Suddenly there was screaming all around her. Cal hadn't even noticed that the guards near her had suddenly run off, to where Cal hadn't been watching. The plane had become very shaky, in a way that Cal assumed wasn't proper for a plane. And the screaming, so much screaming. The screaming knocked Cal out of her panic attack, and for several moments she wondered what was happening. Her breathing slowed as she looked around as much as she could while restrained. What was happening? Cal hadn't been paying attention. And if she didn't know any better she would have guessed the plane was crashing.

And then there was a deafening boom and a blinding flash.

Maybe this was what dying felt like. And if this was true, Cal didn't think dying was all that bad. She almost felt peaceful. And warm. So very warm...it was almost like she was burning. Wait...maybe she was burning. Cal's eyes shot open as the searing pain in her side began to intensify. She quickly tried to scramble away from the flames created by the crash. Cal tried to connect the dots on what was happening. They crashed, and she somehow lived.

And Somehow she was gonna get home.

Cal struggled to her feet, wincing at the pain in her side. Her clothes had been singed away there as well, revealing the burnt flesh. That was gonna hurt for a few days. Cal looked around for a moment, taking in the pure terror of it all. And as she began to sprint into the forest, she only hoped she would find some good luck, and maybe something to eat and drink. She wondered how many survived the crash, how many freaks and how many people with superpowers. She only hoped those who died died quickly.
Well I mean I know they have them, I meant like can they use them because people were stating that their powers were being withheld on the plane.
do our characters have access to their powers right now?
I'm looking over the sheet I started, I wrote that my character was the granddaughter of the godfather, is this still allowed? If so who's daughter should she be?
I am still interested in this rp, but I am still working on my character
I would love to play one of the maids/cooks
Leonerdo said
These bozos are anything but serious, bruh.


r00d
Alex Beta

Alex smiled to her friend as the two of them walked along. Alex was sure that it wouldn't be too hard for the two of them to make some friends, who wouldn't want to chat with a living lightbulb and a living shadow? "Aw Lynn! Don't worry. I think you're super nice, so I'm sure everyone else would agree with me!"

The giant panda thing rushing in had actually taken Alex by surprise. She watched as the creature let out a roar and began charging across the room. Alex didn't know a whole lot about animals, but it didn't seem like a particularly friendly roar. It was weird, the only time Alex had ever seen a panda was at the zoo when she was very young. And all that thing had done was munch on some leaves and sleep in the corner. Alex didn't even think pandas could charge, no less grow to that size. And then she had to think about how a giant panda would even get into the building on the island. Despite all of these oddities, Alex was scared. It wasn't the same fear she felt when Vespera was picking on her, Alex could stand being walked on. But when it came to giant animals attacking, that was a different pay grade all together.

Despite the slight curve of her lips, as if indicating she was actually enjoying the panda attack, the ever lasting glow around Alex changed just for a few seconds, in the time it took for the panda to burst in and for Adam to silence the room. Her glow changed from a bright white or yellow color to a dark and murky black. It was as if the shadows around Alex darkened only for a few moments. Black holes seemed to do that to people. But once Adam explained who the panda was, Alex was back to smiling fully. She turned to Lynn, as if not aware of the strange change that had just occurred over her internal light. "Dude! That's so cool! We might end up having classes with a giant bear!"
Oh this is super cool! I have a character idea!
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