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On October 3rd, he asked me what day it was... It’s October 3rd.
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My name is Jordan, but everyone usually just calls me Jo. I'm 26 years old, and I'm from Brooklyn, NYC.
I've got a little over 14 years of RP experience under my belt.
You'll usually see me in SOL RPs.
My discord is Ejected#5448


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Location: Atlanta, Georgia -- Tyra's Apartment
Interacting With: Bean and Red | Each Other.


“Twisting fingers in the club Imma young N*, yeah most my N’s rob we don’t gotta job! Pants sagging, flag hanging Imma young N” Three black males were seen in a 2006 honda civic pushing up to a college campus bumping Gucci Mane and Waka’s old hit Young N**’s.

“Ight so yall got the plan we coming up on a bag, Spellman the easiest lick, ain’t no dudes here, we robbing these bitches. Bean, Red, yall on patrol, Imma keep back, only rob that bitch if she look like she got money.”

“Man Devin you bullshitting you know how I get that if shawty get some behind her, I’m taking more then money these bitches be playing, don’t know whats good for em ya digg, shit they going happy when they end up liking dick and don’t go to hell.” Red declared laughing as he hit he Hennessy bottle he had in his hand, passing it to Bean as he went to hit the blunt again.

“Shit dawg you kno I’m wit dat, we gotta mix business and pleasure ya digg, get paid, get laid, good day nwah what i mean.’ Bean laughed

Devin shook his head and put on a backpack. “Yall sick in the head, on my mama I’m killing both of yall if you go near my sister, auntie, mama any bitch in my family, but let’s go long as yall get the money I’m not worried bout yall being on no Cosby shit, come on.” Devin said as they parked the car.

“Ight hol up let’s boot up.” Red took out a purple tesla ecstacy pill chewing it up, and pasing one to Bean, who did the same while Devin declined all he needed was a few shots. After finishing the rest of the stuffed game green, the three thugs headed out of the car on their mission to hit licks.

Meanwhile, a disgruntled Tyra Washington was making her way back to her campus apartment on foot. Since her car had been destroyed a little while ago, her only means of transportation was either that or the bus; she figured that she'd much rather get in the additional exercise. "Cash on me like I hit the lottery..." Tyra sang along to her music as she walked; her airpods were in and the volume was at its maximum, drowning out the world around her. On her shoulder was a brand new, Louis Vuitton bag that she'd managed to purchase earlier that day with her refund and was now eager to show off on the yard.

"Ooooooooh N* you see what I see, bruh that bag on her, shawty got that refund, we need the whole debit card, with the pin, put the rod on her head like Bihhh who you bank witt!!!" Red declared excited the bean he chewed up flowing through his veins adding to his eager desire to hit this lick, he was on patrol with Bean who was checking for his 30 tucked in his draws, and as planned Red was nowhere in site. They decided to keep following from a distance until they watched her in the process of opening an apartment door. Creeping up taking advantage of the fact that she had air pods in, Red decided to strike. Damn her shit poking, imma have to take that pussy It was a split second decision fueled by MDMA, Alcohol, Lust, and a complete absence of morals.

Getting up right behind her as she was getting the door open he made his move motioning for Bean to pass him the 30 with the extended clip, and slamming it on the back of her skull while Bean pushed the door open allowing Red to push her to the ground inside the apartment. Bean moved to press his leg on her leg as Red reached to remove an air pod. "Aye shawty look I ain't finna play with you HOE! I want everything bitch, the bag, the air pods, you hear me!!"

The pain that suddenly seared through Tyra's head caused her eyes to water as she fell to the floor of her apartment. She slowly craned her neck to try and see who it was that had hit her; instead, she came face to face with an unfamiliar man who was holding one of her airpods in between his fingers. "I'm.... not a... bitch," Tyra groaned as she struggled to move, a wave of anger coming over her body. And instead of just giving up her belongings like the two of them wanted, she did something that she knew she'd probably regret. She screamed for help.

Bean used his other leg to kick Tyra’s other leg twice hoping to bring her more pain, while he bent down his other foot still on her other leg grabbing the louis Vuttion bag. “OH yeah shawty got money money, shit let’s go head and see what else she got.” Bean was excited happy that on their first target they were already up, while Red growled. “Aye man wait! I told you I ain’t here for just no money” Red leaned down whispering in her ear. “Oh yeah you a bitch, you my bitch, SHUT UP!!!” Red screamed putting one of his hands over her mouth, while reaching to pull down her pants. “Now you going have to get punished!”

As he was going to pull off her pants, suddenly he was flying across the room and slammed into a wall. “Who the fuck” Bean turned to see none other then YRN Reparations with his disguise from the video.

“Ion know WTF yall got going on but yall need to leave shawty alone now!” Bean stepped off Tyra’s legs and raised his gun to his face. “Yo back the fuck up bruh, Ion kno who the fuck you think you is but.” Jace raised his mask up and spit in Bean’s eye causing him to open fire the bullets crunching up as they hit his skin. Reaching forward he snatched the gun out his hand and smashed it then kneed Bean in the chest with a loud crack of his ribs heard smacked him across the head with the crushed gun causing him to fall back. Bean screamed out in pain as Red rushed over to Jace with a knife, who grabbed him his right wrist breaking it then kneed him in the testicles crushing them. “Piece of shit.” Red screamed in excruciating pain bleeding as he hit the ground.

Paying the would be rapists no mind, he walked over to Tyra going to help her up. “Hey are you okay, you safe now.” Kneeling down he put his hand on her forehead he used his power of strength on her head increasing her tolerance to pain to prevent her from feeling the pain of the blunt force that was just smashed on her head.

"Not really, but I will be..." Tyra said, a mixture of confusion and shock written across her face after having witnessed the abilities of yet another powered individual. Only after that, as the music continued playing in her left airpod, had she realized just who it was who'd come to her rescue. "Hey, aren't you-" But before she could get another word out, one of her attackers suddenly came up behind him and pressed a chloroform rag over his face, desperately trying to knock him unconscious. And once he was down, Bean picked up the gun once more and jammed the barrel into his mouth. It was in that moment that a sudden rush of adrenaline shot through her body.

Ignoring the pain in her legs and putting her super speed to use for the first time that day, Tyra rose from the ground and shoved Bean out of the way, the sudden force causing him to go flying against his wall and landing in a heap on the floor with his buddy. "Payback's a bitch isn't it?" Tyra muttered as she then used his own rag to snap his neck.

"Shit, I feel you on that." Although he'd never been in that exact situation, he'd been in some dicey situations when he was locked up although at least when he was caged in he was on high alert all the time. He raised an eyebrow wondering who Tyra was about to relate him to, when the unexpected happend. " Ughh!!!" His "invulnerability" he was able to attain with his power had made him feel as though he was always out of harm's way. Although his newest attacker appeared to be far more genre savy then his past opponents using a method that he couldn't overcome with being bullet proof. As the chemicals were seeping into him he was struggling. He tapped into his power to increase the strength of his resistance to the chemical's effects although that allowed the attacker to overwhelm him and the gun was in his throat. He screamed out realizing the error in switching his strength increase to his resistance to the drugs

Fuck, I'm finna get killed FUCK! Fear, an emotion Jace hadn't experienced recently not truly since he understood his powers at least not caused by a gun. Just as he was about to be face to face with Death, it seemed the girl he saved had some sort of power. One minute she was on the ground the next minute the gun dropped to the ground, and the attacker's were down, only hearing a snap. Free from the tuggle for his life he was able to tap into his strength as he fell to the ground using his power to allow him some energy to get back up slightly to his knees at least." OH shit.....damn you just like me." He hadn't even . noticed the tussle in combination with Tyra's super speed had knocked his mask off. "Yo..damn you just saved my ass.. I was finna get got!!!"

Tyra looked at the man with wide eyes as she let the rag drop from her hands; the main thought going through her mind was that she had to get rid of the bodies before her housemates returned. "Yeah, well... I guess we're even now. You saved my life first, so it was only right." Wiping the shocked expression from her face, Tyra rose to her feet once more and offered him a hand, trying to pull him up on his feet. "So... it's 'Jace,' right?"

Yo shawty just slaughtered bruh like I be on my savage shit to, but she did that shit fore I could een blink, if someone cheat on her bruh...Jesus gotta save em can't nobody else He knew there were other people with powers out there, he seen the news but meeting someone else besides Kalep with a power that could mess him up was unnerving. "Yeah..naw naw we even fo'sho I was just heard yu yellin ayn when I pult up I was like oh naw..yall on some shit I can't respect at all!" He noticed he raised his voice, but that was one thing he couldn't deal with it all. From first hand experience he knew it had happened to his own mama when she was a teenager, and heard the pain in her voice when she'd told him. He accepted her help, and got up breathing heavilly the chemicals had did a number on him but he decided to use his strength on his durability again not wanting to be vulnerable around someone who could break his neck if he said the wrong thing.

"Damn c'mon ye ain't gotta say my whole government, how the hell..wait...a minute..oohhh Tyra I remember serving yo fine ass then you just stopped texting a N**." He rolled his eyes as he recalled not knowing she stopped smoking because of track season. With the scene of dropped bodies in the room he instinctively reached over to close the door not wanting people passing by to think they was just killing folks for no reason.

With a half-smile and slight shake of her head, Tyra said, "My 'fine ass' is a track star, b. Which means that I can't smoke during the season... they always doing those random drug tests." And when Jace reached over to close the door, Tyra took another worried look back at the two bodies that lay dead in her living room. "So, uh... what do we do with the bodies? I mean I don't think it'd be a good idea to leave them here, you know?"

Ohhh yo ahh ran track, see that make sense cause I a nigga look like me I'm like why she not texting baaack" Jace was quick to assume not even knowing she ran track, of course texting was a two way thing but he'd assumed she was mad at him or something. Hearing what she said next he laughed. "You worried bout drug tests, shawty you the god damn Flash, you can do whatever you want, take whatever you want literally as far these motherfuckers." The unmasked vigilante rapper looked at them and shook his head. "Yeah shit if they wasn't dead I'd tell you to call 12 but nah that shit dead now just like em hmm....our prints all over them to...we going have to bury em, fuck naw....I mean..you fast like real fast right? Is you fast enough to put em on a conveyor belt, cremate em? It's the only fa'sho way to get em gone without looking over our shoulders." Damn I really just got caught up in some shit I wasn't even rocking my catch a body gloves

"I guess you're right..." Tyra said with a shrug of her shoulders; in truth, she never really thought about all of the things she could do now that she had super speed. And in hindsight, it actually seemed pretty stupid for her to be so hung up on the whole drug tests and "track star" thing. After thinking for another second, Tyra pulled out her phone to do a quick Google search before returning to the bodies and flashing Jace a confident expression. "Be back in a sec or two."

And before she could even hear Jace's reply, Tyra grabbed hold of a body and took off running. It was only after she'd taken the second body to its destination and returned to her apartment that she explained what she had done. "There's that crematorium up in Marietta," she said, slightly out of breath from carrying their weight. "I made sure that we won't have to worry about any of this later."

"Wait whaaat." Jace knew she was fast, but when she said Marietta his jaw almost dropped. Damn I really thought my power was the best, she can steal anything. I need her on Team Jace on baby, I'm really winning the lottery on me then All he felt was a rush of wind in the middle of his sentence before she went all the way to Marietta & back. "Damn that's just damn, that's crazy. If she hop on top n ride or give head a N* going to heaven, straight to Jesus office with Noah n all em "Shiiiet I mean that take care of that gah damn making a brother feel like my power ain't shit." The surprise was starting to subside as he laughed a little bit, only thing he wondered was what other powers were out there & whether she was looking for a hot girl summer or a man. "Damn all that huffing and puffin you outta breath, but aye look I gotta question for yu." Shit might as well see sum right quick

Taking a seat on her couch and finally catching her breath, Tyra raised and eyebrow and smirked. "Don't boost me. If I had your super strength or whatever you like to call it... that shit would come in handy." It sure would've prevented her from feeling as though she'd just done a mile sprint around the track. "But go on. Ask your question."

"Oh shit I forgot" The criminally inclined rapper walked over to where the bodies once were picking up the $10,000 stack of blue hundreds he'd used to fend one of the attackers of Tyra putting it in his left pocket. "Oh yeah it def do I been wanted to look 12 in the face when they gotta strap in my face and say fuck you outside of GTA, so that's a dream come true but yo shit now that sweet, if we was on some team shit ain't nobody fucking with us." Reaching in his pocket he fished out a red lighter & russian cream backwood he'd been rolling before hearing Tyra yell out earlier. "Aye yu mind if I sit ri'cehea?" He asked out as he sat down on the couch anyway licking the edge's of the wood then burning under it to reseal it. "Shit, really tho its two questions one is you tryna smoke this guy blow off sum skress ayn two why yu was all alone in the first place? You man on vacation or he just left once you started running laps like Clark Kent?"

At first, Tyra opened her mouth to turn down Jace's offer, but remembered what they'd talked about earlier and shrugged her shoulders. "Shit, why not. And what if we really were on some team shit? You know... I was a big fan of YRN Reparations. So if he ever need any help... we could be kinda unstoppable." And while she wasn't completely surprised by Jace's second question, it did cause her face to turn a little red as she responded. "And I don't have time for all of that... or at least I didn't when I was so focused on track."

Seeing she was with it he raised the russian up and put the flame at the end inhaling until it was lit. The crisp smell of the runtz & gelato aroma starting to grace the room with it's aroma as he took a few hits. "Okay so you is a bad girl oooh and you a faaan tell me more." He said teasing her he knew this song was getting plays but didn't expect to hear that. "Shit well first thing first if we team can't ever let no bums get the drop on us again, but no one finna put they hands on you round me on my mama. " Taking another hit of the wood he passed it to her. "Reparations def could use the help, we like the black Bonnie N Clyde." His slightly low eyes turned their attention to Tyra looking her over. "So you mean you gotta if a dude was interested there's ah opening? You got allll the time in the world fast as you is, although I'd love to see you running round in slow motion."

After he passed it to her, Tyra took a couple of hits from the backwood before saying, "Yeah... you don't have to worry about that, I can take care of myself. Those guys just caught me off guard." And as he continued to look her over and speak, Tyra found herself smirking and shrugging her shoulders in response. "I dunno... Guess it just depends on the guy."

"Ok ok I mean I know you can take care of yo-self, but we live in a dangerous world now, so I'm just saying Imma excellent Plan B, kno wat I'm saying you can't go wrong wit Plan B" Jace was starting to feel more comfortable around her despite her displays of power that he considered more dangerous then his own. "Mmmmm-hmmm well I happen to know a dude that's interested, ight Ayn een go dude is me, I Am dude." Never one to be able to hold off on games like that especially with weed in his system Jace got to the point.

Letting out a quick laugh and passing the blunt back to him, Tyra shook her head and said, "Yeah, I kinda figured that. I lowkey just wanted to see how long it would take before you'd shoot your shot." It didn't take long for her to start feeling the effects of the weed edging in; Tyra closed her eyes and leaned the back of her head against the couch. "I know for a fact that you have a bunch of hoes, though... like the ones in your videos. And I'm definitely not tryna be another one of them."

Jace accepted the blunt back and took and took a few more pulls, the last one a lil too potent causing him to cough a bit. "Ugh shit, and you already knew, I swear yall be playing games just to make us stumble. Whewww this shit really sliding in now mhmm. He felt the relaxation flowing through him, as well as the familiar feeling of everything being feeling more intense. "First of all I ayn got noooooooooooo hoes, they was all just paid dancers music all smoke and mirrors. Sides even if I did have any of these imaginary "Hoes" you speak off they can't even compare to you. I want a real woman." Jace said with a smirk on his face as he put his hand on her thigh shaking it to get her to take the blunt back.

After taking the blunt back for a few more pulls, Tyra sat in silence for a few moments. And soon after, she just shrugged her shoulders once again and smiled. "I'll think about it."
I'm in!




GWINNETT COUNTY, GEORGIA -- HIGHWAY REST STOP
There were many perks to having your own car. For Tyra Washington, her absolute favorite was not having to catch a ride with one of her friends or pay for a Lyft whenever she wanted to go to some party that everyone was raving about on social media. The car was nothing too fancy or expensive; it was just a little something that she could afford with her TA salary and that got her from point A to point B without breaking down. It sure did a fine job the night before when it took her on the hour long trip to the University of Georgia for yet another PWI frat party her friends just had to see her at. And although she was slightly tired from practicing all week, and still a bit freaked out about her new abilities, she went. I mean, "powered" or not, she was still your average, college-aged girl. One party out of town couldn't hurt, right?

Wrong. Tyra woke up the next day in the same house she'd remembered strutting into the night before, her body sprawled across the couch. Taking a quick peek around, the young woman could she that she wasn't the only one who'd had a little too much to drink and ended up involuntarily spending the night. Her friends, however, were nowhere to be found. A quick glance at her phone told her that they'd made it back safe earlier that morning, but had for some reason left drunken Tyra alone to fend for herself. Some "friends" they were, huh? Well, at least she didn't have a super bad hangover to deal with as well.

In swift motions, Tyra gathered her things and began the quick journey back to her vehicle. Five minutes later and she was on the road, blasting her current favorite songs and dying for something to eat. It wasn't long before she finally gave in and pulled into a rest stop in Gwinnett County. She figured that she could also use that time to change into the sweatpants and hoodie she had left in her trunk from practice, and maybe even try to fix the way her hair was looking at that moment.

The rest stop bathroom was pretty gross-looking, but that didn't come as much of a surprise to Tyra. Careful not to touch much, the young woman entered one of the stalls and slipped on her change of clothes. And once she'd gotten to the sink, she flung a bit of water in her hair and raked her fingers through it in an attempt to refresh her curls. She then offered the elderly lady that stood at the sink next to her a small smile and nod before exiting the bathroom and making a beeline for the snacks.

Potato chips, candy, sunflower seeds, apple juice... Tyra's weird combination of foods that she placed on the counter earned her a funny look from the cashier. But neither of them spoke a word as her things were rung up and placed into a plastic bag. It wasn't until after she'd pulled out her credit card that she began to hear commotion on the other side of the room. "Who the fuck stole?" a woman's shrill voice called out, causing a few bystanders to approach the scene and check things out for themselves. Even Tyra stood on the tips of her toes and took a quick look over the shelves, momentarily forgetting about her snacks to see what was going on. She immediately regretted her decision to be nosy, however, when one of the men decided to point a gun right at the screaming woman's face.

"Aw shit, why me? Why now?" Tyra said as she quickly turned back to the counter, tossed a few crumpled bills onto the counter, grabbed her bag, and began to make a beeline for the exit. "Fuck... fuck!" By the time Tyra got to her car, the police had already arrived. It was also around that time that something out of the ordinary happened... something that she wouldn't have even believed before the incident gifted a select number of individuals with dangerous abilities. The woman who'd been screaming earlier suddenly began to grow to gigantic heights. Without wasting any time, Tyra grabbed her bag of snacks and got out of her car before deciding to put her newfound powers to good use. She ran away.

“EVERYONE WILL DIE!” Tyra heard the large woman scream as she sped away from the rest stop, trying her hardest to dodge the woman's footsteps. Tyra found herself yelling a few curse words as the narrowly missed being crushed by a supersized, black Air Force 1. Soon, however, Tyra found herself at a safe distance from the rest stop; she'd come to a stop in the middle of the forest. It was then that the young woman realized that her car was more than likely destroyed, which meant that she would have to rely on her super speed to get her back to her apartment.

But her curiosity, and empathetic nature, caused her to return to the scene after the damage had been done. With wide eyes, Tyra sped around the rest stop in a desperate attempt to find any survivors. She was just about to give up her search when she spotted a bloody, familiar looking man laid out in the grass; it appeared as though he'd been making his way deep into the forest when he passed out. "Shit," Tyra said under her breath as she took the man's pulse; it was weak, of course, but she figured that there was still a chance for him to survive if she could quickly get him the help he needed.

"God, why couldn't I've been gifted with super speed and strength?" Tyra said in a strained voice as she hoisted the bigger man onto her back and took off running. Soon, the young woman was running through the front doors of the Grady Hospital; she made sure to hide her face and wear her hood as she carefully laid the man down on an available gurney.

"This guy needs some help over here!" Tyra barked at a few doctors that stood nearby, visibly shaken up by her sudden appearance. "Like, now! He's gonna die, you need to hurry the fuck up!" In an instant, doctors came rushing to the man's side, but Tyra didn't stick around long enough to see them in action. Instead, she sped her way back to her apartment so she could process everything that had happened within the last few minutes. It wasn't until after the young woman had been standing in the shower, watching the man's blood wash off her body and go down the drain, that she came to a sudden realization.

She forgot her fucking snacks.



{"You can't run from yourself. No matter how much you want to."}






1. Aaliyah - Rapsody
2. Touch Down - SiR
3. Worth It - Roy Woods
4. All For Us - Labrinth ft. Zendaya
5. Juicy - Doja Cat
6. So What? - Vince Staples
7. The Feel - Little Brother
8. Dior - Pop Smoke
9. Floating - Schoolboy Q
0. Floor Seats - A$AP Ferg




Location: King's Academy Campus Quad
Interacting with: The Trio


As soon as Julie had brought up the idea of doing something that would liven up their final year of high school, Chanel's mind began to wander as she thought of all the things they could do to leave their mark at King's Academy. And while she definitely wanted to pull off something memorable and funny, she didn't want it to be too crazy or dangerous that they'd face being suspended. After all, she wanted to pull some harmless prank, not risk her chances of going to FAMU next fall.

Soon, April had joined the two of them at their usual table in the Quad. Chanel let her eyes glance at April's growing stomach for a brief second before redirecting them to her eyes and flashing her a warm grin. Julie was right when she'd said that she had gone MIA for the remainder of the weekend; if she was being totally honest, she'd been slightly worried about her good friend after not being able to contact her during that time. “If we do something like this, we have to do it like, all out," the young woman said, and Chanel simply nodded her head in agreement. “Ideas?”

Julie spoke up first, telling their friend about her initial ideas to put spiders or bees in the vents, an idea which Chanel had already expressed her disapproval, or to pull some crazy stunt at one of the school's football games. Although not being totally against the latter, Chanel decided that she would feel slightly uncomfortable angering some of the more aggressive players and the people who cared more for the sport than they probably should. Suddenly, after sitting in silence for a brief moment, Julie’s face lit up and a small gasp escaped her lips. “What if we turned the courtyard into a huge foam party?”

A devious smile slowly made its way upon Chanel's face as she listened to her friend's idea for using the fountain as their "foam machine" and turning the courtyard into one big Ibiza party. "I like it. It's memorable and funny, but also pretty harmless..." Chanel said as she thought of how her classmates and the school staff would react. "Okay, why not? I'm definitely down for that if you guys are."


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