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taking a break from rping for a little while. i'll be back soon enough but i really need to work on my mental health. hope everyone understands sorry
6 yrs ago
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taking a break from rping for a little while. i'll be back soon enough but i really need to work on my mental health. hope everyone understands sorry
6 yrs ago
@Mae saaaaaaame
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6 yrs ago
i was literally up all night and i just realized i could have written posts during that time fuck i straight up just read fanfiction and cried for like 6 hours
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6 yrs ago
saw thor ragnarok the other day and now i really want to do a Sakaar rp but i caaaaaaaan't
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6 yrs ago
sorry in advance to anyone i'm rping with if my posts are slow/kinda bad, my brain isn't working right lately i'm kind of a mess bleh (シ_ _)シ
Nemo was a fucking mess. She gladly accepted Victoria's hug, trying to even out her breaths and furiously wiping at her eyes. She was feeling a lot of things: confused, sad, terrified, but mostly frustrated. Even though she logically knew that anyone would break down and cry in a situation like this, she was angry at herself for reacting the way she did. Especially in front of other people. She cursed under her breath and tugged at her hair, trying hard to pull herself together.
She heard Victoria say something, but it just sounded fuzzy. She couldn't focus on anything around her.
“Rise and shine! We’ve got a big day ahead of us!”
Before Holly could open her eyes, she was assaulted by a searing light. Groaning, she rolled over and promptly fell on a hard wood floor. She sat up and opened her eyes, giving the criminal who woke her up her most exhausted glare.
“You know I’m immune to that, right?” Her sister looked at her with a smug grin, fully pulling back the curtains from the big window that illuminated the whole room. Holly pulled herself up to sit on the couch, rubbing at her eyes. Mandy sat next to her, patting her shoulder, “How’d you sleep, Hol?”
“I… didn’t,” she croaked, her throat scratchy. Holly didn’t sleep very much to begin with, and being in a new place and on an unfamiliar couch really didn’t help. Looking at the clock on the wall, she had only slept for about two hours.
“So, what do you say we go out for breakfast before we deal with this mess,” motioning to the boxes of Holly’s stuff piled on the other side of the room, “I know this really nice diner around Dorchester.”
Holly thought about it for a second. The idea of going outside in general was unsettling to her, let alone in a completely new city, but if Mandy was with her, maybe she would be okay? And she was hungry… She nodded, “Yeah, sounds like a plan.”
Half an hour later, Holly had showered and dressed and was finally something close to awake. She was a little bit on edge; just deciding off the cuff to go out somewhere wasn’t something she ever did, so her guts were doing somersaults. She just kept telling herself, I’m gonna be with Mandy. She has social skills. I’ll be fine.
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Holly didn’t even feel that bad once they left the apartment, thankfully. Mandy kept her occupied with conversation, holding her hand the whole way. Holly was amazed; she felt better in the last ten minutes they’d been walking than she had the whole time she was living by herself.
“Whoa…” Mandy had stopped walking and was staring at a commotion ahead. There were screams, crashes, gunshots. Holly took a step back, ready to retreat back to the safety of the apartment, but her sister started cautiously moving forward, her phone out in front of her.
Holly grabbed onto the sleeve of Mandy’s jacket, “What are you doing?!”
“I’m gonna see what’s going on,” she said, as if that was the obvious course of action. She kept moving towards the fray, leaving a bewildered Holly no choice but to follow her. Holly honestly shouldn’t have been surprised; this had been happening ever since they were kids, just never with a situation like this.
She could see blood and debris and these… monsters or something. Fuck. These were parahumans. This was a superpowered gang-war.
She ran to catch up to Mandy, who was filming the fight. They were too close. They could get hurt or—
“We have to get out of here, now!”
Before Holly could get another word out, the ground rumbled and erupted. Out of the chaos, she could see fire and metal— coming towards her!
A car door came flying at the sisters, and suddenly stopped short of hitting them. Mandy snapped out of journalist-mode and noticed the near-miss, glad that Holly had been paying more attention. She was holding the piece of metal in the air, and moved it quickly to deflect a piece of concrete that flew at them. Mandy’s phone screen was flickering, a tell-tale sign of Holly using her powers.
Despite Holly’s quick thinking, she was terrified; her whole body was shaking and she could feel her heartbeat in her ears. Taking fast, shallow breaths, she looked around for an escape. Nothing. They were blocked in.
Sweet - Holly is a quiet, non-threatening person. She’s shy, but nice and polite when you talk to her. Her typical facial expression ranges from vaguely nervous to slightly terrified, but there’s a lot more under the surface. Despite appearances, she’s not always scared. In a comfortable situation, she has a healthy sense of humor and can talk for hours if you get her going on something she likes. Holly absolutely loves anything creepy, weird, or macabre, almost feeling at home in the darkness. Somehow, she can read about serial killers and haunted places without batting an eye, but a simple trip to the park can leave her hands shaking. All in all, she’s a weird person, but pleasant. Sort of like a kooky Halloween decoration.
Sour - When Holly becomes Geist, something changes in her. Being someone else and hiding her face give her some new kind of confidence. While Holly is reluctant to talk to anyone she doesn’t know, Geist will gladly give you a punch to the face and laugh about it. She’s an unnervingly excitable trickster, using her knowledge of creepiness to her advantage. Her favorite way of messing with people is making walls bleed in the shape of an unflattering picture of them. She’s not incredibly secretive about her identity, but not many people would suspect that Holly and Geist are the same person based on how they act.
History:
I’m Not the Killing Type - Holly and Mandy Logan were the kind of twins that did everything together. They always played together, had all the same friends, and their parents even dressed them the same. The only way you could tell them apart (until they were ten and Holly started cutting her hair short) was by their personalities; Mandy was friendly and energetic while Holly was shy and quiet. As the twins grew up and became independent from each other, they still stayed close. Even when Holly started showing signs of mental illness and lost what little social life she had, Mandy still supported her.
See You On a Dark Night - Holly developed her powers when she was alone at home one weekend when she was thirteen. Her parents and sister were out of town overnight (Holly would have gone with them, but she hadn’t been feeling well) and she was awake at three in the morning, too nervous to sleep. Her irrational fear became much less irrational when she heard strange sounds at the door. She immediately hid herself in a closet and watched through the shutters in the door as a group of men broke into the house. As the intruders neared her hiding place, Holly felt like she would scream, vomit, and have a heart attack all at the same time. Suddenly, one of the men was hit from behind by a book, seemingly thrown by no one. Other object started tossing themselves around the room, the walls bled, horrifying apparitions appeared out of nowhere, and the room almost felt like it was spinning on an axis. Sure that the house had to be haunted, the intruders were scared away. Holly was completely confused, until she realized that everything that happened, that was her.
I Can’t Breathe - Holly never found much use for her powers since that night, except for during the Halloween season, where she worked at a haunted house attraction. She and Mandy still kept in touch after they moved out on their own. By the time Holly turned 20, Mandy was her only contact with the outside world besides employers. Holly was practically a shut-in, only leaving her apartment to go to work and get groceries from the mini-mart next door. She had gained and lost many jobs, not being able to keep one for more than six months because of her anxiety and agoraphobia. Eventually, she stopped being able to pay the bills, and her landlord was threatening eviction.
Maybe It’s Not So Bad - While Holly was struggling to make ends meet, Mandy was living in Boston, comfortable financially but afraid for her safety. She knew what her sister could do, and even encouraged her to pursue a career in crime fighting. Around the same time martial law was declared, she heard about Holly’s financial issues, and she had an idea. She asked her sister to move in with her. It was a win-win situation; Holly would have a place to stay, and Mandy would have more peace of mind. Plus, the Dynamic Duo was back together! There was absolutely no way anything could go wrong.
Abilities
Shaker 3 Local Poltergeisting - Holly has telekinetic control over her immediate surroundings. She can throw around objects, create incorporeal constructs, or change the environment within a radius of about 60 feet around her, or within a single room. For example, in a bedroom, she could make the room shake, make the dressers open and clothes float around, or make it look like the bed is on fire. Her telekinesis isn’t very refined; she can’t produce fine movements. If she had a key and a lock, she couldn’t put the key into the hole; just move it into the general area. Her constructs are only images; the aforementioned flaming bed would only look like it’s on fire, if you stuck your hand in it you wouldn’t feel anything. Whenever she uses her power, electronic devices around her start to flicker and malfunction. This ability is somewhat reliant on Holly’s emotions; things start to get out of control when she gets mad.
Ghostbusters Theme Remix - The Living Tombstones Lose Your Soul - Dead Man’s Bones Hate Song for Brains - Andrew Jackson Jihad Pale Machine - Bo En Much Finer - Le Tigre Video Games - The Young Professionals Walking On Air - Kerli Eat Your Heart - Micachu The Killing Type - Amanda Palmer Oblivion - Grimes Overdose - FIDLAR White Knuckles - Ok Go Eyeball Kid - Tom Waits
Nemo was trying very hard to keep her cool while putting pressure on the stranger's wound to slow the bleeding.
"Shit! No, don't pass out!" She looked around desperately for someone who could help.
In a heartbeat, she saw nothing but red, and felt a strange sense of vertigo. Then, she was being crushed by piles of... something. She couldn't tell. Panicking, she managed to dig herself out and, finally seeing what was trapping her, her heart nearly stopped.
Bodies. Human bodies. Her classmates. Everywhere.
That was the first thing she noticed. The second was the oppressive heat. Nemo struggled to breathe, both from the temperature and the panic.
In a daze, she looked down at herself. She was wearing the same clothes, but they were smeared with fresh blood. The blood of people whose faces she had seen almost every day at school.
She took a step, slipped, and fell, sliding to the bottom of the pile. She wanted to scream, but her throat had closed up and no sound would come out. She just stayed sitting on the ground and hyperventilating, with tears flowing from her eyes.
