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Arthur watched as Muriel walked away, heading toward a gathering of people talking. For a second Arthur thought he saw a bolt of electricity and was bewildered, before remembering that he was at a conference for people with powers. As Arthur wondered what other powers would be on display here, a scent of lavender blew down on the summer wind. Arthur wondered where it was coming from as the smell was quite strong and he didn’t see any lavender plants.

Deciding that it must be a part of a power, Arthur decided to head over to where it was coming from. As Arthur walked across the grass, he found that the smell was emanating from two attractive man talking. One had the whole surfer dude thing going on, while the other was covered in tattoos. While not usually Arthur’s type, there was something alluring about the tattooed man, something besides the pleasant smell.

Seeing that they were deep in conversation, the tattooed man seemingly showing off his ink, Arthur decided not to barge in just because they both were attractive. He turned away, hoping to find someone else to talk to, only to spot one of the cutest dogs he had ever seen in his life.

Arthur always had a soft spot for dogs, his neighbours growing up having one and his landlady letting him walk hers. On autopilot, Arthur approached the dog, ready to pet it. But a little girl got there first, pleading with her own puppy dog eyes to pet the dog.

Arthur abruptly stopped, almost running into the family surrounding the dog. Taking a moment to refocus on what he was doing, Arthur finally saw the dog’s owner. He too was attractive, and Arthur wondered if plant essences could turn you hot.

Arthur slowly walked up to the dog and its owner, “Do you mind if I pet your dog?”

Arthur then turned to the little girl, “But you could totally go first. I mean this dog is cute enough to wait in line to pet. Right?”

Arthur then felt a little awkward, thinking that this mom must be asking who this strange man was and why was he talking to her kid. Arthur’s cheeks started to turn slightly red as he worried about being weird with this dog, his attractive owner, and this family he was engaging with.

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Sorry about the lack of a post, wasn't really sure what to do next. Anyways I'm putting a post up now.


Thomas was still a little bit flustered about what he saw on the TV as he drove away from the mechanic shop. The whole superpower thing was so different to him. He figured he probably was one of the few not revelling in it, having only used his power like five times. Those who embraced their powers kind of scared Thomas, like that Reaper guy. While Thomas liked to consider himself a progressive, he was definitely not on board with the whole overthrow the government thing.

The voice of the GPS on his phone told Thomas to take a left. Luke had given him a spare key to get into the house. Apparently Thomas would be staying in the semi-finished basement under Luke’s house. Luke said that even though him, his wife, and his son lived on the top floor, they wouldn’t bother Thomas, except for using the washer and dryer that was in the basement.

Thomas wondered how big his living space would be. Truth be told he actually hadn’t seen any images of the place. In fact he hadn’t known about a lot of things before coming to San Fransisco. He had rushed to leave Phoenix as he felt a desperate need to leave it and its memories. Some of those memories came back when a ping on his phone announced that his brother had texted him.

Thomas and his brother’s relationship had been rocky ever since the death of their father. Both of them had survivors’ guilt, and when Thomas looked at his brother’s face all he saw was a younger version of his father. Thomas assumed that his brother felt the same way about him. It made it to painful to actually talk.

As Thomas’ truck came to a stop at a red light, he decided to look at the text. While he knew he wasn’t supposed to do this while driving, the need to hear what his brother was saying outweighed the rules. Thomas read the text out loud.

“Hey bro, how are you? Mom told me you made it to San Fransisco. What’s the coast like? Anyways, I just hope your okay. I know this energy storm stuff was messed up and how it changed things. I hope it didn’t change you too much. Just be safe.”

Various emotions washed over Thomas as he put down the phone. One that surprised him was fear. The wording of: I hope it didn’t change you too much. Did Daniel know that he had gained powers? He had been very careful the very few times that he used them to do so in the middle of nowhere, with not a single person around for miles. Maybe Daniel had powers too? It wasn’t out of the realm of possibility. If Thomas had gained powers from that energy bolt, it had also hit his brother, so maybe?

Several honks broke Thomas’ concentration as he realized the light was now green. Cussing quietly, Thomas began driving toward Luke’s home. He had only made it about six hundred feet before a wave of ice covered the street. Thomas slammed on the breaks, bumping into the wall of ice, denting the front of his truck. Thomas turned off the ignition and stepped out of his vehicle.

As he left his truck, Thomas saw someone sliding down the ice, which seemed to be coming from their hands. The ice creator seemed to have dark skin, but it was to tell as they wore a big hoodie and a mask over their face. Thomas locked eyes with the man as he slid past him. Thomas broke eye contact when out of his peripheral vision he saw someone leaping off a rooftop and onto the ice.

“I’m gonna fuck you up!” the man shouted as he collided with the ice, causing it to shatter.

This man was also wearing a mask, but also had some kind of superhero outfit on, including a bullet proof vest. More cars slammed to a stop as the costumed man leaped at the hoodie guy, who shot out a blast of ice. The guy in the costume punched the ice, making it instantly shatter. The hoodie guy swore as he jumped back, barely avoiding his attacker’s fist.

“Man, I just robbed a 7-11,” he spat, “That shouldn’t give me a death sentence.”

“Crime is crime. A sickness,” the costumed one said as he punched again.

This one landed, knocking back the hoodie guy, blood rushing out his mouth. Gurgling on blood, the hoodie guy attempted to create a wall of ice between himself and the costumed man, only for two punches to break it completely.

“Fuck!” the hoodie guy screamed, blood launching from his mouth.

The costumed guy raised his fist, clearly ready to finish the criminal. Without thinking, Thomas moved. Jumping toward the ice, energy burst forth from Thomas, propelling him toward the criminal. With a few milliseconds to spare, Thomas grabbed the man in the hoodie, pulling him out of the way as the costumed man’s fist bore into the street.

“An accomplice?” the costumed individual said confused.

Thomas swore as he and the criminal tumbled to the street. That was time six of using his powers, and he did it on a busy street in a big city. Thomas prayed that he had moved fast enough so that there were no witnesses, or much worse, footage taken of him.

“Thanks?” the criminal spattered in between bloody coughs.

“Don’t thank me yet,” Thomas replied as they both got to their feet.

Thomas turned to see that the man in the costume had spotted them. He leaped up into the air and began to fall down toward Thomas. Thomas prepared to launch himself again, but then he heard police sirens. He definitely didn’t want to use powers in front of law enforcement. Not sure what to do, Thomas pulled the criminal and himself backward, hoping that was enough to dodge the crushing blow of their attacker.
Never done a roleplay like this before, but it reminded me of good memories of playing Wipeout back in the day. So here's a character.

@Kumbaris
Well here is the half-elf I was talking about.
Interested in participating. Quick question though. Are half-breeds a thing in this setting, specifically half-elf, half-human? I was considering playing a half-elf, but if that isn't a thing then I guess I could play a fullblooded elf.


Arthur chuckled softly at the reply of the strange woman sitting on the picnic table. Groovy. The only person he had heard that from none ironically was an older woman in his apartment building, one who had been a flower child back in the day. Yet this lady in front of Arthur was clearly way younger that, so he wondered why she was using such terms. He thought that it might be a hipster thing.

As she continued to speak, Arthur began to wonder if she knew where she was, “You know this is a scientific conference, right? I don’t think they’ll be sticking anyone with needles randomly, if you were worrying about that. As for harmonious thoughts, I’m not sure.”

Arthur paused, before laughing, “I mean do you think we should try and commune with the plant essences? I have no idea how that would work, but you seem like the kind of person who could get that started.”

Arthur was serious in what he said. This whole plant power thing had been nothing but a mystery since it started a few weeks back. Up until hearing about this conference, Arthur never had a notion that plant essences could be a thing. Yet he did change at night, same time as the flowers changed. So maybe a strange hippie lady leading some kind of meditation would allow him to gleam some information. It was worth a try.

“My name is Arthur,” he said as he extended his hand, “And would it be too forward if you yourself have a plant essence power?”

Arthur was under the assumption that most anyone here that didn’t look like a scientific type was probably someone with powers or knew someone with powers. Arthur himself at been keeping his power secret to those around him, but was warming up to the idea of being open with others with plant essences. Perhaps having some sort of community would make this life change easier for Arthur.

@Bai Suzhen


June 11, 2021
Arthur’s Apartment


Arthur stared into the bathroom mirror, still coming to terms with what he saw. His skin had become noticeably paler since he had last looked into the mirror in the morning. While he had heard of diseases that changed skin pigmentation, he could think of none that would do it so rapidly and then also change back to normal. He also seemed taller, something Arthur had always wished for, not liking his small body.

Hoping to see for sure if there was a change of height, Arthur walked over to his storage closet, fumbling through the mess for a few seconds before finding a tape measure. Lining up next to the wall in the hallway, Arthur extended the measure vertically down his body, noting the height. He had become just over an inch taller than he was this morning.

Still amazed, Arthur walked over to some hand weights lying next to his couch. Before whatever this is happened, Arthur could barely lift anything, with almost no arm strength. But now that he had changed, he could easily lift these basic weights. But that was only at night, as during the day he went back to his usual weakling self. Arthur picked up the weights, finding them even easier too lift than a few days ago. He thought that perhaps he should buy a heavier set.

Arthur put down the weights and went back to sitting in front of his laptop. In his browser he had several tabs open, each one a page related to superpowers. However, the tab that he was on was about a conference on plant essence powers. A few months back Arthur would of thought the notion of plant powers ridiculous, but his own power experience seemed to be tied to it. Arthur could clearly deduce that his powers came at night and went away during the day. He couldn’t help but be reminded of certain flowers that bloom at night and close during the day. There were several types of such plants in the community garden he worked on, each one very special to Arthur.

Arthur re-read the info page on the conference, noting that it wasn’t terribly far from where he lived. The only problem was the price of tickets. Arthur had been saving his money for college tuition as he still did intend to eventually attend. But figuring out his powers was very important to Arthur, as it would irrevocably effect his whole life.

Arthur decided to search what other people were saying about the conference online. After scrolling through several tweets making fun of it, Arthur found a few posts about people who believe they have plant essence powers and were genuinely stoked to learn more about them. What finally sealed the deal for Arthur was a re-tweet stating that those who can prove they have an animal essence get two-thirds of their admission back. Arthur figured that wouldn’t be hard to do as all they had to do was just look at him during the night.

Arthur went back to the conference website, hoping that there was some tickets left. Luckily there was, so Arthur gladly paid the fee. He then remembered that he needed to call his work to get time off, with only like a week in advance notice. Arthur prayed that they would let him.

***

June 19, 2021
Cypress View Retreat


So Arthur managed to get the time off, as the other receptionist at the office wanted to pick up a few more extra shifts. And Arthur had promised to owe her a favour. Arthur didn’t know what the favour would be as he drove down the wooded road in his bright red Volkswagen Beetle. Arthur wasn’t entirely sure where he was going as he made his way through the woods. The GPS app on his phone had decided to stop working about half an hour ago, and like most people his age, Arthur didn’t have a map of the area in his car.

After winding around the trees for a little while longer, Arthur finally saw another car. Then another. Then a few more. Figuring that they were headed the same way, Arthur followed behind them. The assumption proved right as they soon came upon a sign saying Cypress View Retreat. Arthur pulled into the parking lot, finding that there was still a decent amount of parking spots.

Getting out of his beetle, Arthur half expected everyone’s power to be evident. Instead he saw mostly middle aged people or young hipsters scattered across the parking lot. Arthur did realize that he as well wouldn’t stand out as the sun was still shining. Also, maybe people had an interest in plant essences, even if they didn’t have one.

Still kind of disappointed, Arthur grabbed his bag from the trunk and walked over to the entrance station. He pulled out his ticket and showed it to the check-in man. He scanned the ticket before directing Arthur to cabin five. Arthur said a quick thank you, before walking across the pavilion and toward where the cabins were situated.

As Arthur neared his assigned cabin, he saw a seemingly strange woman emerge from the wilderness, sauntering toward the cabins. Arthur was slightly stunned by her appearance, she was pretty, but looked like a mess in just a bikini and shirt, with flowers strung across her hair. Arthur wondered what she was doing here as this was a scientific conference and not burning man.

“Are you alright miss?” he asked, not really sure what kind of response he would get.

@Bai Suzhen
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