Kidd

Powerless

'Ello Captain :D

Well, Idk about you, but if I had super strength or something, I'd prove I have it and throw a tree before even being taken to the insane asylum, haha. I wouldn't just "claim" I have superpowers--I'd prove it (if I decided to bring attention to it to begin with that is, and what superhero or villain does that?). Then let's say I prove I have powers and they a) still don't believe me for whatever reason or b) are scared of me and lock me up anyway--they'd have to be pretty powerful themselves and/or have the technology to subdue someone who can throw trees around. Then once I'm actually in the facility, why is there someone or something blocking my powers that supposedly don't exist?

And this why I asked if you guys were keeping some of the plot secret. I have a few ideas that could justify all that, but I'll keep my mouth shut. uwu

Powerless

Alright. Considered me interested. :D

Powerless

Is there more to the plot that you're keeping to yourself? Because I feel like there are some plot holes if not... If so, I'm interested.

Something Hell-ish

Well Hell's gotta suck. Maybe a group of people or demons trying to escape? Idk

Suspension of Disbelief

Bump

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Ah, fresh air, Vivian thought as she stepped out onto the grounds, her golden eyes flickering about. They lingered momentarily on the rising sun, and then she was momentarily grateful for the ugly cloak on her back. She pulled it around herself to guard against the cold. Then, sudden, she was sitting in a tree, her short legs stretching across a branch as she leaned back against the trunk. The red was bright and catchy, but hey, if you were colored blind, she'd easily be lost up among the green leaves of the tree. She sighed and closed her eyes against the light, relaxing in her place in the tree.

To Survive the End. (Post Apocalyptic Rp)

When Steph appeared in the doorway with even more strange men, Lillah stopped mid push-up and then pulled herself to her feet. The pain in her leg set in again as she stepped over to the sweatshirt she had used as a pillow. She stubbornly didn't allow herself to stumble, however, and just lifted the sweatshirt to her head. "Who are they?" she asked before running the sweatshirt over her face to wipe away the sweat. Her breathing was labored and she shifted her weight to lean against the desk again, her light eyes flickering between the new guys.

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I need sleep, but I'll post tomorrow when i get up. C:

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PsychoticBreakDown said
Accepted and hay the color red is my favorite one more before four.

HollywoodMole said
The mighty cloaks... every female looks like Little Red Riding Hood XD

These are valid points and I agree very much. However, Vivian is a bit of a brat and would very much prefer darker, neutral colors. uwu So she's not happy with the cloak

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Name: Vivian Vanbrooke

Age: 18

Gender: Female

Ability to unlock: Teleportation within the distance she can see with her naked eye

Appearance: She's average in height and has a toned, lean body. Her hair is dark, thin, and cut short--its length stops just short of her chin. Her eyes are a golden brown, and shine disturbingly bright. She also has a dragon tattoo on her upper arms that extends to her back.

Bad doodle

Personality: V comes off as pretty laid back. She can be charming enough when she wants to be, but she typically isn't. She can be pretty arrogant as well, and will act like she's better than you. When talking one-on-one, she'll more than likely invade your personal space--she knows it makes people uncomfortable and she enjoys that. Once you get to know her as a friend...she's not too different. However, she'll make sure no one else bugs you and she'll be surprisingly protective.

Bio: Vivian was born in England to a British-Thai woman and hardworking man. His work brought the small family to the United States when Vivian became a teenager. She was often getting in trouble for skipping out on school and almost always caught hanging with a crowd too old for her. She dabbled in various drugs, but never really found herself addicted. "They just don't do it for me," she'd explain coolly to her "peers." When she was fifteen and skipping a Saturday detention in the movie theater parking lot, a mysterious girl in a red cloak just kept staring at her...And staring. Then, when V confronted the girl, she was taken off the map and brought to the school...And given a tacky red cloak.