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LIMITS ⫻ Riley's electricity is dampened by the emotional-fields and they aren't as effective against the Extra-Normal. There's also a certain amount of electricity that Riley can hold at a time and going over that limit is... not going to be pretty. It'll cause her to explode with electricity and she'll be injured in the process. She also can't hold electricity for a long period of time and has to offload it after an hour or else she'll injure herself. Riley's ability has a range of around thirty feet because her electrical attacks have difficulty traveling. There's also the matter of non-conductive materials interfering with her abstraction.

WEAKNESSES ⫻ Water is the bane of Riley's existence. If she's wet or touching water then the charge will be transferred to the water - which will burn her. It generally just interferes with her ability as she won't be able to direct it the way that she wants to. Riley constantly builds up a static charge. A static charge that is transferred to the next part or person she touches. Which is something she has little control over (unless she transfers the shock to something harmless). Riley can easily fry any electronic that she touches and that'll often be her cellphone.

@Ratattack Accepted.

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closed or whatever don't look at this

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Before Zoey had a chance to respond, Penny just hopped off the fucking Zoey-mobile!

Penny was definitely intent on killing this thing, far more than Zoey was. However... Zoey knows, from a certain friend of hers, that Apparitions never truly die. They need to be sealed or something - unfortunately that certain friend isn't here to use that sealing nonsense of hers. Zoey was about to hop off but saw that Penny was drawing a sigil in the snow... and Zoey knew better than to fuck with that. Penny had a plan and Zoey knew better than to get in the way. Instead, she went over to Odessa who looked like she was about dead.

"You good?" Zoey asked as she slid up to Odessa and offered a hand, one that Odessa took and Zoey didn't quite realize how cold her hands were. Mainly because her own hands were just as cold, but she helped Odessa to her feet.

"Yes," Odessa said... but Zoey looked down and didn't see a mark on her. Okay there was no way that was possible, but Odessa obviously had a power of some sort. What kind was the question? Still, Zoey whipped around towards the Apparition which was still standing there. Er, floating. Zoey didn't want to interfere with Penny's plan but she conjured another snowstorm to buy Penny some time... her stamina was pretty much gone and she was more or less freezing from all of this. The snowstorm wasn't as strong as before and was only able to delay it for a few moments.

Which hopefully was enough as Zoey quickly fell off her snow mound.

The second the Apparition could, the thing launched itself again at Stacey. Unaware of the plan that Penny was springing.

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so I completely rewrote the Apparition section from scratch

Apparition - Ghosts, Phantasms, Demons, whatever you call them, they are strange beings. They are not made out of flesh and blood, but instead, they are made out of spiritual energy. Apparitions are noted for what they are spawned from; belief, emotion, or are an echo of the deceased. Any powerful belief can create an Apparition reflecting it (for example some Apparitions are religious in nature, but other abstract ideas can also spawn Apparitions) and powerful enough emotions can also create the same Apparitions (For example intense rage, lust, greed, and so on can create Apparitions). There's also a third category in which the Apparitions are created by the deceased, created by them harboring a powerful emotion before their death or somebody else feeling a strong way about them. Apparitions are fueled and powered by emotion and belief - usually the same emotions and beliefs that created them. The stronger the belief/emotion is, the more powerful the Apparition will become - but on the flip side if the emotions/belief that created them begin to wane/falter they will weaken. It can be to the point where they fade from existence entirely.

Long as there is the emotion or belief in them, the Apparition will continue to exist. All Apparitions are functionally immortal because of this. They are functionally immune to attacks by the Blind, but can be damaged by Extra-Normal attacks (even so much as a mere punch). Once destroyed they'll disappear for awhile to regenerate their form and then reappear. Depending on how much emotion/belief they have; one can reappear in so much as a day while others can reappear months later. Apparitions have abstractions of their own much like the Awakened, they reflect the emotions that create them. They can have any number of abilities from strength, to pyromancer, to cursing people - and their power reflects the belief. It's possible for an Apparition's abstraction to completely change if the belief/knowledge around them changes. It's also possible that Apparitions abstraction changes when they're bound to a human depending on the human.

Some Apparitions have existed chronologically for millions of years and are absolutely ancient. While other Apparitions come and go. There's a method to retain their form/abilities forever: by binding themselves to a human (Look at the Aberration's section for more information). By doing this they are able to exist as long as the human does and Apparitions who have no belief are able to extend their time on this planet. However, as many Apparitions are powerful, there's a technique known as "Sealing" to imprison them forever in an object. Any Extra-Normal being who knows how to do the sealing technique can seal an Apparition forever (or until the Seal is broken). Some Apparitions have no choice but to stay sealed as they've been sealed so long that the moment they'll come out they'll fade away.

Given that Apparitions are made out of the same energy that many Extra-Normal beings pool their energy from; they are completely invisible to the Blind (unless they make themselves visible). Because of this connection they can detect when other Extra-Normal beings are in the area (it's dependant on the Apparition, some can only detect them when they're close while others can do it from miles away). However, their existence is heavily dependant on the same energy and if a universe doesn't have enough power for them to exist they'll gradually go dormant. That universe was this one until the magic returned and many Apparitions that were ancient finally came back.

It should be a bit more clear now.

EDIT: I also removed the Extra-Normal's inherent telepathic link and some stuff that wasn't going to come into play.

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I'm gonna be making a lot of weird google searches for this rp lol

@RogueFox

then my work here is done

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The IC is here. Regardless of what you post; you'll never beat this post in terms of sheer fucking quality.

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New Port Richey, Florida, 2:21 AM

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Like many nights, this was a hot and humid one in a near-perfect summer night in Florida. Except it was muddled by the oddity of the night. And this was an oddity in a state full of them.

"... If its the fuckin' Smith dog again," A man said as he pulled out his shotgun and slid open the back door to his house. He heard a strange sound, like something being attacked and eaten. He rolled his eyes as he walked out the back door wearing nothing but his sandals. He walked around the side of his house with his Remington in one hand and a flashlight in the other. He kept walking as he reached the side of his house and shined the flashlight on it...

... and almost dropped his flashlight on the sight. He saw a woman laying down on her back with her eyes wide open and her neck slashed - the metal smell of blood filled the area as he noticed her chest was torn open. A creature... that's what he interpreted it as, reached inside of her chest and pulled out her heart. This creature barely looked human... except it did. It had chalk-white skin, long, spindly limbs that were almost skeletal and not an ounce of fat or anything on it almost as if it hadn't eaten for years. Its cheeks were sunken in and its teeth were sharp as razors... long and needle-like. It had glowing red eyes and had claws that were like fingers but freakishly extended. Its claws were ending in long nails.

It looked at him as the man dropped his flashlight and pulled out his shotgun. He fired a blast but that did nothing to the freak as it lunged for him...

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"Third one this week..." One of the Sheriffs said as they stood over the massacred body of somebody. Or what looked like it, the body was so thoroughly eaten and slashed to bits that it was barely identifiable. The only thing that was left was the skeleton and what blood that wasn't lapped up. It was behind one of the many, many, abandoned businesses in Port Richey and it was merely reported as.

"What the fuck is going on these days?" Another sheriff asked. "Ever since they rolled in."

They heard the sound of high heels clicking against the ground and the two turned around to see a tall Asian woman in a black suit walking up with an African-American girl with braids tied into a bun also in a suit.

The Asian-woman was quick to pull out her badge and present it to the two.

"Hello, I am Supervisory Special Agent Meifeng Liao," Meifeng introduced herself, before gesturing to her companion, "and this is Senior Agent Cindy Jean-Pierre." Senior Agent Keagan quietly waved at him.

"And let me guess," One of the sheriffs asked. "You're going to be taking over this operation?"

"Yes," Meifeng said, "We're going to get to the bottom of this."

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In the middle of the muddy woods, there was a tall figure... wearing a black robe but had a deer skull covering their face. The figure was freakishly tall and its body was covered by the robe - as the person kept their hands within the robe. They slowly walked through the woods until they reached a sight... an abandoned house in the woods. The figure lifted their head and took in a few deep sniffs before they broke off into an unnaturally fast sprint directly into the building. They revealed their hands - freakishly large with fingers that were each probably a foot and a half long - and dug them into the door.

They ripped the door off as the figure quickly stepped inside and looked inside... the place was overcome with plant-life, dirt, and other elements as the place was falling apart. However, they walked through the house and saw a chilling sight... a woman laid out on the ground with her skull split open with the ax still in her body. She was completely naked, and her body reeked as she was here for a while. The figure probably would have wretched if it wasn't all that unfamiliar. The stranger with the deer skull knelt and read the various things that were written all over her body.

REDEMPTION. BORN AGAIN. FORGIVENESS. REDEMPTION. FREEDOM. GREATER GOOD. REDEMPTION. REDEMPTION. REDEMPTION. REDEMPTION. REDEMPTION. REDEMPTION. REDEMPTION. REDEMPTION. REDEMPTION. REDEMPTION. REDEMPTION. REDEMPTION. REDEMPTION. REDEMPTION. REDEMPTION. REDEMPTION. REDEMPTION. REDEMPTION. REDEMPTION. REDEMPTION. REDEMPTION. REDEMPTION. REDEMPTION. REDEMPTION. REDEMPTION. REDEMPTION. REDEMPTION...

"... Saul." The figure muttered to herself.

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Zhu - Cocaine Model

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Every day was a second chance it seemed.

It was beautiful today, the sun was shining and there were no reports of the thunderstorms that Florida was famous for. Madison could feel the sun beaming down on her skin as she walked out of a building - holding five different pizzas and a brown bag on top. Tony's Famous Pizza... it better live up to the name because pizza in Florida sucked. Madison briefly pondered if she should use the Jaws to carry the rest of the pizzas to her car but she decided against it out of fear that there might be some Extra-Normal being or something around. Watching her. After all, she knows that they're a magnet for weirdness and what place is weirder than Florida?

Putting the pizza in the backseat of her car she closed the door and got into the driver seat - Starting her car she got rolling. Fortunately, traffic on the weekends here wasn't as chaotic as the weekdays. Still pretty busy getting from one part of Tampa to the other. Still, there was enough traffic for Madison to get a glance at her Instagram feed. She saw her stripper friends posting pretty much everything about their lives as always and she felt glad that she kept that away from them.

"Them" in this context is the Coven.

Now, Madison didn't exactly hate the Coven, but she didn't trust them. Even though she was one of the founding members of the group since its conception months ago. They were supposed to be "Witches" or something, but most of the time Madison just feels like they were just a social club for lonely, magical, weirdos (and assholes). They weren't bad people, but their bickering and infighting get on her nerves - they don't even have a plan or goal. They can't agree on anything and they end up just hanging out. And, well, if she didn't have a particular problem, then she probably would have never have joined them in the first place.

Still, Madison isn't sure if they have grown on her or not. They're quirky, charming, and not all that boring to hang out with. Now that she's in, well, she guesses that she's in for good. However, they were having another meeting this Saturday and it'll probably devolve into the group arguing for a few hours... before they hang out at the beach. Honestly, she wouldn't mind that. The day was beautiful and she didn't like being cooped up in that dusty casino anyway.

They needed to upgrade - they were "Witches" or whatever the hell they called themselves. And the best they could do was an abandoned building? At least get a place with wifi.

The car came to a rolling stop as Madison approached the Lucky Strike Casino... probably in its heyday it'd be all bright and flashy but it was running out of business by the Hard Rock Casino. None of this bothered Madison, as she still gets enough gambling done as is. Madison grabbed the pizza and walked up and realized that she definitely couldn't open the door on her own.

"... Jaws." Madison muttered to herself as the Jaws manifested.

Normally it'd cover her from head to toe in a truly eldritch mass of bones... but right now all it did was create the skeletal raptor claws which pushed opened the doors for her. With a warming smile and almost appearing vibrantly wearing black-Nike shorts that ended almost at her butt and a black dri-fit T-shirt. "Hey, I got pizz-"

And that was seconds before fucking disaster it seemed. Madison heard she thought was "Quinn" shout,

"Keisha!"

Somebody came flying directly at Madison and before she could even react (or, ideally, get the Jaws up) - the person crashed into her and knocked the wind out of her. All she saw was the sun as she contemplated how life got to this point. She was covered in pizza grease and sauce as all she could feel was the pain of having a grown-ass woman being thrown at her.

"... Oi! Mademoiselle, Madison!" Madison heard the undeniable voice of Claudette as the far larger and heavier woman rolled off of her and helped her to her feet. "Are you okay?"

Do I look okay you French...

"Y-yeah," Madison stammered out as she looked up as she heard even more chaos. "The hell is going on in there...!?"

"... So that's what would happen!" Madison heard Babylon's ghostly voice as the griffin thingy that Quinn usually summoned went on a rampage through the casino. Except, the thing was even more freakish for some reason... well, she could infer from her interactions with her host.

"Babylon!" Emily shouted, "Drop the curse!"

"Well, why? This is the most entertainment you had in weeks!" Babylon was laughing as she put a hand to her chin and watched the anarchy unfold in front of her. Keisha was still rampaging through the casino.

"Babylooooon, drop the God damn curse, you hear me!" Emily shouted only for Babylon to shrug.

"... Okay," And nothing happened.

"Babylon! Did you hear me?"

"I did." Babylon slyly said.

"Then why is that thing still fucking-" Emily said as Keisha grabbed a slot machine and tossed it in her direction. She rolled off to the side to dodge it and it loudly crashed behind her. "Why is she still fucking us up?!"

"... You never said when." Babylon chuckled.

"Good grief," Madison muttered to herself, "... The Jaws."

Madison was surrounded in a mess of ghostly skeletal bones that formed a transparent shell around herself... there were various raptor skulls, arms, and tails, jutting out of its outer surface that gave it that off look. However, at this point, it barely mattered to Madison as she flew through the air towards Keisha.

... Just another day in the Coven.

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@SassySalamander Sure, I am open on both but busy atm.

But they're pretty simple.

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I am not sure if this is still open to more characters, But I have been working on a character I've tucked away in a private PM to myself lol

@SassySalamander

We're open until I say we aren't

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May start the IC tonight. Maybe.

Start more relationships.