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You should wrap it up and I will start the next chapter.
After Drake explained who the teacher was and how he got the job Kerri was ready to show the four the cleaning spell. Karen was more accepting of what she is and what she was told with Kaylah and Kat being a close second. Krissy was a different story as she stood back and watched her mother start the spell. When Kerri said the spell all Krissy got was gibberish from it. Maybe she did not hear it right or maybe it was nothing but nonsense that made a spell, either way she didn’t like it.

Kerri: “Come and see the magic girls.”

Kaylah, Karen and Kat went over to the window to see the changes happening outside where the fight had taken place. All the burn marks were gone, all the damage that had happened had gone as well and all the mess on top of it was gone in a blink of an eye. The girls were still shocked at what happened and it took them moment to recollect themselves. Kat soon looked back at her mother before saying something to her.

Kat: “So if we have powers, what are they?”

Kerri: “I don’t know dear, we will be finding out soon though. Now that we have everything cleaned up and no more questions are present for now I should wait downstairs for the guests. Any and all questions you think of later can be answered by me or Drake after the party. You girls get changed and Drake you take 10 before heading to the grill.”

Kerri looked at her girls, the three close to the window seemed OK by it but Krissy had a face of disapproval and had elements of anger in them. Knowing Krissy she would get over it, it was not the first thing she had to get over either and it would not be the last. Kerri soon left the attic to wait downstairs, the three sisters also had left the attic to change while Krissy stayed in the attic wondering what the hell happened and why this shit happens to her and her family.
Zagan said
Was my post okay Cyanide? I can go back and change/edit stuff


Yes your post was fine, you are doing what everyone else is doing instead of doing I am over here, come to me and when no one does complains about it.
CrimsonWarrior55 said
Very well... Allow me to make a list of character concepts. Please note, they will be in different formats as none of them are from X-Men, but it's no problem to tweak their powers and story.I like this power. A lot of interesting applications: This one.. I'm iffy on. While I find the concept absolutly amazing... it kinda seems... over the top. And depending, can be op. Still really cool though (note, it's just the power I'd bring in, the rest is specific to the character the power came from) And if you think Data rezzing is op, just for shits and giggles, check out this guy: Sad thing is... in his universe, he's AVERAGE. Anyways, I'm NOT using him here. I just felt like sharing that.I also have an idea for a blind swordsman who can manipulate vibrations. But the guild is being stupid so I can snag it.


If you can turn them into a mutant then pick one I guess.
Has anyone heard from Ana? I have a feeling she may have left the site altogether but hope I am wrong.

CrimsonWarrior55 said
You didn't really miss anything. I'm just trying to swap out Steve. I'm not doing the split persona thing. And since that the whole point of Bloodbath/Mr. Vain, I can't use him. So I figured, why not try Vypera?


You can swap out but I would suggest changing to something we are lacking in to cover weaknesses but at the end of the day you can choose anyone you want.

knighthawk said
Do like MC did and list off a few choices.


I would also do what I did, link it if you think no one knows what it is.
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//Fuel Run//
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Dog: "That's a nice Desert Eagle you have."

Kaylah: “Yes it is a nice one, problem is finding bullets for it when there is no gun shop is about. The fact they are nosey makes them less popular for this type of environment, most want a quiet and clean kill. The rest want to go all out noisy. In fact I had met a survivor at one time who was like that annnndddddd……………”

The woman in blue had stopped talking as she heard a low toned bird whistle coming from Ash, a signal meant they should start looking for fuel. The cosplaying woman grabbed the canister next to her and got ready to haul it to the nearest thing with fuel in it. For a moment the sound of something of being dragged could be heard though only very faintly. As quickly as the sound started it was finished as she carried it to a car close by. Hopefully something was in the tank, the blue four door family car seemed to have been abounded and in a rush as well. The keys were still in the car but it was in the off position showing they at least turned it off before fleeing.

Kaylah: “I wonder what made them run? Well hopefully it has something in the tank or this is a waste of time.”

The back sit had a jumper on it, also a map and a wooden box was there, Kaylah would look in the box in a moment and various things such as a flash light and batteries could be seen. The front had the glove box open like someone took something out in a rush as some items were sticking out of it. A pair of gloves was dangling out of it and on top of that there seemed to be some empty shells for a shotgun. She could test the car but that would alert any infected or worst, humans who were crazy or bent on surviving in any way possible. The woman in blue soon moved to the cap where the fuel pump would go and opened it up. Grabbing the tube she used earlier she began to start the same process as before.

She at this point gave Dog a signal to come over so they could get their own tube for collecting fuel. Hopefully Ash would grab one soon to speed this process up, Kaylah felt a little uneasy at this time. Her gun was tucked in-between her thigh, it was ready to blow someone a way if it was needed. Her modded hockey stick needed work so she did not bring it. She did bring one of the tools from the shed though; it was one of the sickles not being used. With a deep breath she began to suck on the tube to start it flowing like she did at the farm. Her ears alert and were ready to pick up on anything that caught her attention. The undead in the distance did not bother her as they seemed to be unaware of their existences at the moment.

The fuel soon started to flow and she pointed the tube into the canister so it could start to fill up. When Dog took the tube they needed she began to look through the car, the wooden box catching her attention. One hand was still on the tube and the other rummaging through the car with limited reach. Her fingers barely touching the wooden box she wanted to look in, she wanted to make sure the fuel would stay in the canister so she did not let it go. After rocking the wooden box a few times with the tip of her fingers she somehow managed to make it come closer to her making it easier for her to pull it closer.

Kaylah soon shoved the tube further into the canister so it would not fall out before turning her attention to the wooden box. What was in it, she wondered to herself. The box was made of oak and it was rather heavy for something of its size. In fact she wondered how she managed to pull it closer to her using her fingers with the weight she felt. There was a design on it though it was unknown to her what it was or meant and it seemed it was not locked either. She soon spoke to herself though kept her ears on alert like she already did.

Kaylah: “Could it be something important?”
The trained assassin heard the words of the vampire lord in front of her though it seemed the vampire lord was planning to leave. The words "Do hope we meet again" was stuck in her mind, would they meet again and if so as they had today or as enemies? The Dunmer watched as the vampire known as Sabrina began to walk away, the word werewolf was stuck in her head as well as she knew of several werewolves, one being in the Brotherhood along side a vampire who was also in the guild of assassins. Her eyes were glued to the female being walking off making the dark elf call Shadowmere to her side. The night sky was mostly clear though sometimes a dragon could be seen flying in circles. Viper soon found herself petting Shadowmere before finally getting on, her eyes still on the being who was getting more and more faint as she walked away.

The body was laying where it fell and Viper now had to return back to the hiding place of the Brotherhood, hopefully they would not have to hide for much longer as it was unfitting and the name should still strike fear into people. The thing was she was not alone, some people had stumbled upon the two, they had seen what happened but had not heard what was said. It seemed to be two patrol guards who walked the roads in-between city's every day. Of course they were not really guards and they were in disguises but of course the dark elf would not know that at this point. Her eyes locked on to one of the two dressed up patrol people before trying to turn away where one spoke up.

Unknown Person 1: "Why do you think your going?"

Viper: ".........."

Unknown Person 1: "Hey I am talking to you....... Are you with the Stormcloaks or the Imperials?"

It sounded like a test and it sounded like a trap as well. It seemed a lot of people these days were either apart of one of them or just stayed out of it. For those in one of these factions it seemed they would clash with the other and the fight would always stay the same. Both sides had problems and she hated it when people asked her about it which was a lot of the time. Of course they had more to them then meets the eye and the more they talked the quicker she would catch on. One had a dagger behind them, ready to use it if it was needed and the other had there sword away for appearance sake. The question remained unanswered at this time as Viper was more fixated on Sabrina then these two.
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//Story Arc Change//
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Arc Title:Late on Arrival


Two Months later…..

It had been two months since the intruder had come to collect her target, while along the way killing all those who happened to come across them or happen to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. The mansion now slightly more improved then before thanks to Beast and several others within the mansion grounds. This month was important for both mutants and humans; this was the month that Professor would give his speech on growing matters that involved peace for mutants and humans. Most of the time falling on deaf ears or falling apart when the Brotherhood did something or when something destructive happened from either side though normally mutants were involved, even if they were not responsible for that event the blame thrown at them for obvious reasons.

The speech was to be made in several hours in New York, at the same time the younger mutants were getting ready to go to the anime/game conversion which was also based in New York, both events happening only several blocks away. The group consisted of 12-14 mutants, many of them being X-Men themselves. The blackbird was not in use to the young mutants, Professor X, Storm, Cyclops and Beast had use of that. The young mutants had to use public transport though what made it easier for them as some had dressed up for the event. One had dressed up as a character from the popular anime Bleach, the main hero of the series named Ichigo. One dressed as a character from Tiger and Bunny which was a hero based anime and they had dressed up as Tiger, one of the main heroes of the series.

One went as Dante from DMC and so the gang of mutants were all very different. The centre that was holding the event had booked more than half of the rooms within the building though each room could be changed into a bigger room with the movable fake walls for an open plan space which would be filled with anime, games and sales booths. Outside the centre a long line could be seen going around the block though lucky for the mutants they had VIP tickets which costs more but got them in earlier then those who had the standard tickets. Flyers, balloons, loud music, lighting and people who ran the events in costumes could be seen or heard within and outside the building via the front glass double doors and panels that went across the front of the building.

It had been a while since Plasma herself had done anything big outside of fighting for the X-Men or defending depending on what was happening at the time. Plasma was in the building with the others who came along, some stayed back at the mansion, some went with Professor X and some went to do something else like catch a baseball game or something similar in nature. Plasma dressed up just like the others, of course one or two did not but that was there decision. She was not a big fun of Black Rock Shooter but she liked the character known as Rock. Originally she wanted to be one of these four characters, a Big Sister from Bioshock 2, Maya from Borderlands 2, Samus Aran from Metroid and Medusa from Kid Icarus: Uprising.

She had been up making various costumes and to good standards too but somehow found herself changing into the one she thought she would not go as. Her costume was kind of revealing at times though her cosplay coat for the character would cover her for the most part when she was still, it was only zipped at the top and the rest was open so anyone could see her pale skin tone. She felt kind of skimpy but then again it was a Japanese anime and one should expect it. She also had a katana on her, of course not a real one but one that was for show. She was going to pick one up here at the convention just because one could and because she wanted one. She had $500 dollars rolled up and placed in a safe place, Plasma saved when she could though money did not turn up that much as the mansion gave her what she needed for the most part.

An anime theme could be heard playing in the background though Plasma did not know what the theme belonged too. It was kind of cold outside so it was good to be inside the building where the heating could be felt, though it was on a low setting. With a ticket in one hand and the katana in the other she turned round to see what the others were doing.
Now that I remember where this begins I can post something, it won't be at the mansion though. We will be in geek fandom for a bit. I can't see why you would not like anime, you may not love it but I am sure you all like it or at least your characters do. Anywhere here it comes.

-Edit-

You can either be at the anime/game convention or be at the mansion. It will probably be better if you were at the convention as I am sure a bulk of the players will be there.

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The Arc title is Late on Arrival.
So recently I saw the film based on the Runaways rise and fall of fame. I want to do something similar, though by similar I mean on a rock/metal band who is not known, so something fake. The era can be either from the 70's onwards. I want to cover the highs, the lows, the best times, the horrible times and so on. I want there to be drugs and sex though done in a way that Implies it instead of something written for 7 pages.

I would be happy with either a all female group or a mixed group. Why? Because I want to make a CS where she challenges the world of rock and put the stereotypical jokes to rest. No matter what decade it is I will put it in. I will handle most of the characters due to my fond of doing them. If you introduce someone though you will have to follow it through.

The focus will be on the two main characters who have different backgrounds yet want the same thing though how they get there will be based on what we write and what we do.

-Singer
-Lead Guitarist
-Bass Player
-Drummer
-Keys/Rhythm Guitarist/Other (This is optional if you want only 4 members.)

This will be a real life based RP. Also I am willing tomake this a group or 3-way based RP if one is wanted.

So.......

How will you get there? What will the future hold and more importantly can you and the group stick it out through the hard times?
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