Framing A Moose

Hey there... Check out my ideas? (MxM and MxF)

I'll rp with you if you stop bumping XD! Jk, I'll rp with you. Send me a pm.

HCL Minus: Tiny has had enough of this thread.

@thewizardguy

HCL Minus: Tiny has had enough of this thread.

Do any of those take place on normal Earth?

Metalheart

I'll do the time skip tomorrow morning since it's past midnight here.

@Dmessenger

DX

Metalheart

@Princeofhearts
You ready?

Masks: A Superhero RPG

Memory

Doomed

W.I.P.

Hero Name: Memory

Real name: Doesn't remember (will be revealed later)

Age: 17

Appearance: Memory's appearance isn't all that special: she's 5 feet 7inches, has an athletic figure, and black hair that stops an two inches below her shoulders with bangs covering her forehead. The one thing that could be considered special about her appearance is her eyes; they're a light grayish silver color. 

Costume: Memory's opinion on costumes is simple: they're stupid. So instead, she wears a simple black hoodie, black skinny jeans, and black sneakers. 

Abilities: Memory manipulation, superhuman strength and speed

Sanctuary Description: Memory's apartment doubles as her sanctuary. It's a pretty average apartment: there's a bathroom, a small kitchen area, and a bedroom. The only special thing about it is the pictures that are hanging everywhere. These pictures are photos that Memory has taken.  These photos all of times she doesn't want to forget. 

Sanctuary Features: 
-Meditation Space 
-Art, Music, and Food
-Locks and traps

Sanctuary Downside:
-Easily damaged or tampered with
-Location known to many

Background: Memory's past has been taken from her. She doesn't know how, nor does she know who did the taking. She only knows that she has powers and the consequence for abusing these powers.  When she overuses these powers, she knows that she will lose the ability to remember. Now, she uses her powers to try to hunt down whoever did this to her, while also looking for lost memories.

Other: When she uses her Memory Manipulation power, black, mist-like vines creep from her head into the heads of her victims.

Metalheart

I'm ready for the time skip when everyone else is.

Metalheart

Lila waved goodbye as Cooper scaled the fire escape. She let out a sigh, before muttering, "Come on Alice. Let's go home." and cruising out of Metalheart village. She continued to go at a slow speed even when she got onto a normal, flat road. After about fifteen minutes, she pulled up in front of a fairly middle class looking apartment complex. She jumped off the front of the carriage and entered the complex. She walked up the stairs until she made it to her floor. She was delighted to see that her apartment was the first one on the left. She pulled out her key and opened the door, looking around. It was very...average. That's when it hit her: the averageness of it all. That was the first time she how average her life was going to be. She would drive around average people, maybe one day meet an average man, have average children, averagely grow old, and, eventually, die an average death. She was now part of the middle class, the most unnoticed of society. The upper class was loved, the lower class despised, but the middle class was simply...ignored. She sighed, before tossing herself on a mattress that had been delivered with the rest of her things.

Masks: A Superhero RPG

I'm working on my cs, I'll probably post it soon.

Metalheart

Lila drove slightly slower over the bumpy road. She nervously looked around at her surroundings, before pulling up in front of the apartment complex. "No offense, but it ain't the prettiest place...you know, I'm moving into an apartment in the middle class section of the city...you'd be welcome to stay with me...it'd be nice to have some company after all." she said, looking back at her passenger with a smile.

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