RainDash

Generation - inFamous RP

When Grease raced off, Sam was startled. It was so sudden, and she didn't really like the fact that there were others staring at her now. The one girl in the red hoodie unnerved her, and caused Sam to grab her hood and pull it down even farther. Why was everyone so scary here? It was like they could tell she accidentally did bad things. Her power just meant that murder was an inevitability, even if she tried really hard not to hurt anyone, it would happen anyway.

The lightning guy broke the silence, of which Sam was grateful. "Um, no offense... but who was that guy in the dumb mask from earlier? And... maybe we should get this man to a hospital?" she fussed with her hands again, wringing them and twisting her fingers. The pain helped her focus, and it helped her not pull the hood down even farther onto her face. She could only hope that wasn't going to be the next victim to get hurt in the alleyway.

Generation - inFamous RP

"You don't want blood. It makes you dizzy and anemic all the time. Plus people are scared of you." she wanted to back away, but it would probably be faster the man to give her a lift anyway. He looked uncomfortable talking to her anyway. "Um, sure. I can move pretty fast too, but I don't know where everyone went." she took a step closer to the man. She took his hand, a little nervous. It was too late to back out now that she had taken his hand, but she still felt like slipping away and turning into blood. However, heroes don't do that. They take other people's hands and they race away into the crowd.

Generation - inFamous RP

"Honestly, I wish it was rubber. It's uh..." she trailed off. If she revealed her power then he might be repulsed. She rubbed her palm with her thumb, nervously trying to think about how to say what her power was better. "I can... I can control blood." she took a step back, closer to the edge of the roof where she could just Plasma Shift down if things went sour. As she did so, she pulled the hood over her head, tugging it tightly over her face. She just had to hope that he wouldn't panic. She couldn't control internal blood yet, she had to see it to manipulate it. Maybe she should have mentioned that, but it was too late now. The man would probably think she was a crazy blood witch or something.

Generation - inFamous RP

Yes, I'm sorry that I wasn't more specific.

Generation - inFamous RP

Sam sat on the roof of some building that she'd decided to spend the night on. It wasn't because she was destitute, or because she was poor -the money for relocation of imprisoned conduits was still sitting in her bank- it was because she liked the sky too much to waste the chance to spend an extra day outside. Sam stretched out and gathered her stuff, some blood bags with her name on them, a black hoodie, and a wallet that she'd found on the bus. She left most of the cards and junk with the driver, but kept the twenty dollars for herself. She didn't have an easy way to access her money at the moment. She'd have to get one, naturally, but she'd spent the years since Curdian Cay shut down just wandering.

She wandered up and down the country, just seeing what all she could see. Everything was so bright and shiny, or when it wasn't clean was dirty and real. She just loved that it didn't only reach five feet in every direction and was some kind of in between. She loved that she felt grounded in reality, that when she opened her eyes in the morning she wasn't hooked up to a machine that would fill with red liquid and fall back asleep as soon as she'd woken up. It wasn't a pleasant experience.

When she'd finally decided to stop wandering, the last place she decided to be in was New York City. It did not disappoint in the least. She peered over the side of the building to see people flying around and driving. There wasn't anything that she'd heard about Conduits and humans fighting each other. It was harmony, and it was peaceful. Sam was tempted to just Plasma shift down, but that would startle the norms. Conduits being normal or not, a blob of blood descending from a rooftop just was too disturbing. So instead she moved across to the next rooftop, crossing quickly across the city.

She barely realized that sirens were going off around her. A tornado was rampaging through the town. From the looks of it, it might have some conduit influence. She quickly dashed over to check out the situation. She might not be able to do much with all the wind, but at least she could try to help. She managed to get behind some guy who was trying to decide whether or not to help. "Would you mind if I joined you? I'd help, but..." she shrugged her shoulders. "My power would be kind of useless."

As One | Katekyo Hitman Reborn!

Let us celebrate the day that Jesus guy became a zombie!

Generation - inFamous RP

Same here. They never really mention a date though, so both is possible. It's like schrodinger's cat...

Generation - inFamous RP

This rp is set in 2056. So how long has the DUP been shut down? I'd assume since Delsin did his stuff it'd go for about a year for relocation, but I think Second Son was set in 2014. Therefore it's been about forty one years since the DUP has existed. Naturally this makes Ellie's and Sam's histories impossible given their age. Unless the DUP existed for longer than the year I estimated.
Uh... This may present an issue going forward.
I feel stupid for assuming several years was like ten or twenty

As One | Katekyo Hitman Reborn!

Do doo doo. *elevator music*

Generation - inFamous RP

I don't know. If you guys want I'll post, since I was approved. Might kick start something.