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9 yrs ago
Current When you've replied to all the RPs you're in and you're just waiting for one of them to move.
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10 yrs ago
Taking a break from RPG this weekend. May be away longer to take a break.
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11 yrs ago
Gah. RPs are so slow around this time of year.

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The interior of the old building Carol was in had seen better days. After getting a handle of standing and walking she took a moment to think over things. Clearly she did not come out of Grayshire unscathed by the chemical bomb. Or as it turns out her wheelchair didn't. How did that even work, it was made of metal? "Alright Carol, deep breaths. You've got to be dreaming." That's about all that made sense right? This kind of thing was never mentioned in the news. Not that Carol ever payed much attention to the news. Perhaps she should.

After testing her strength a little bit she could see that it was getting late. If she didn't get back before too long then people would begin to wonder where she'd gone off to. It was time to turn back to normal. Changing last time was done with just a thought. And that was exactly what she tried to do. But honestly, given the circumstances who would want to go back to normal so quickly?

When that didn't work Carol had a bit of a panic. She couldn't go out there looking like she did. No way to hide. She would stick out like crazy and probably look crazy on top of that. Maybe she should call so no one would worry. It then occurred to her that her phone had been in her pocket and now she had no pockets. After fumbling around she managed to find that her phone was trapped under one of the plates on her hip. At least it wasn't crushed or something, but she was going to have to figure out how to get to it before long.

Opening the door she peaked out. The streets weren't all that busy but walking would definitely get her spotted. Maybe she could jump onto the buildings? She really didn't think this through and about now Carol wanted to kick herself. But not able to think of many other options she exited the building when there was an opening and crouched down. Pushing off the ground Carol launched herself into the air. Easily clearing the three story building she flew to the height of a ten story building. After the initial surprise there was amazement, and then the realization that she had gone over the building and tumbled into street on the other side. "Oh crap!"

Failing miserably at being stealthy an armor clad girl fell from the sky right into traffic. Up immediately, Carol was met by the grill guard of a truck. While the impact didn't entirely hurt it did knock her into the next car. Well now that that plan was ruined it was time to run. It was still a bit awkward for her but she managed, getting spotted by far too many people. In the chaos she dashed into an alley and tried the jump again. Coming a little short this time was okay because she was able to lift herself up and over to the roof. Pretty sure she was out of sight she stopped to catch her breath. Carol's heart threatened to beat out of her chest. By now she was hoping that she would just wake up. So much for keeping her powered self a secret.
Ariel
@Caits@hatakekuro
While she wasn't against the Charm magic's personality, it tended to have a rather strong hold. Which in this case is why she chose it. It had a higher chance of drowning out the others andmaking her stable for a while. Taking the fruit she ate it with a slight aversion. It had an extremely sweet taste and smelled flowery.

Shortly after eating the fruit Ariel's appearance switched to pink. Relaxing a bit she smiled and rubbed her eyes. "Wow. Sorry for being so negative. So many new personalities they're hard to deal with. This one is nice though." Even with the cuffs on this magic exuded its positive aura. It had an attracting effect which made her passively plesent to be around.
Ariel
@Caits
Shaking her head a bit Ariel wasn't really sure if she wanted Tidius to do that. It would lead to what he wanted. Probably not. But she didn't get the chance to say much because a burst of magic hit her. It wasn't unfamiliar, but much stronger than usual. It only lasted for a few minutes but by the end Ariel looked about ready to collapse again. "You're right. Maybe that would be a bad idea." rubbing her head she looked up and tried to shake the feeling.

"I need a different magic. This one absorbs more too easily." She glanced over to the fruit from earlier. "That one should be easier to deal with." She said pointing to the pink fruit.
Oh god why is everyone getting ideas from this XD Nolan wants to kill me I dont know what you are planning XD


It didn't give me any ideas. It was something I already had planned.
I wasn't expecting a god takeover. That is actually helpful to me.
Ariel
@Caits
Rolling her eyes she shook her head. "Well even if you know what magic caused the fruit I'm not overloaded with magic. So it won't do much." Even if she was combative Ariel didn't seem to have much of a filter for her thoughts. Even though she said she didn't have a whole lot of magic there were a few that were vying for dominance right now.
Ariel
@Caits
She didn't really want to share her magic, but she didn't feel the need to express that again. Shrugging a little bit she seemed to think it over. "Well it doesn't change the fact that I don't know how to just make more. It just kind of happened because I had more magic than I could handle at once." She glanced at the cuffs that were on her. Perhaps letting him put them on was not the greatest of ideas. Boy this personality thing was getting old. She'd like to stay one for a while at least.
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Hmm good one. I quess you can say staying in there forever is possible. I never really thought about it but there would be two options. Or you can keep painting food and water or your just in the painting and dont need anything


I would assume while in the painting you are in a state that doesn't requite food or water. You're in something like a magic pocket dimension.
The day was waning. A girl in her late teens wheeled herself down the streets. Normally if Carol was out and about she would be heading home by now. But she had something to do. It wasn't very long ago that she discovered that her wheelchair had become a magic or power object. How it worked exactly didn't matter as much as the effect. The first transformation was an accident and she nearly destroyed her room with the surprise and sudden increase of strength. This part of town was not the greatest, but most people left her alone most of the time. She had tried to pick out a place that others wouldn't see her.

Stopping outside a warehouse she had some trouble sliding the unlocked door. Thankfully she didn't have to use her arms to control the wheelchair. Once inside it seemed that it was empty. There were quite a few old machines that looked like they hadn't been used in years. Any other day this would sound like a horrible place to be. Closing the door it was time to turn her wheelchair into the armor. Again, how this action occurred wasn't quite known to Carol but as she thought about it she floated into the air.

The object she had been sitting on flexed and warped. Pieces coming apart they seemed to undergo an impossible transformation. Fitting to the girl's body the pieces became durable gold and blue armor. Carol herself underwent minor changes as well. Her messy brunette hair became less wild and turned a faded blonde color while her brown eyes became gray.

Lighting on the ground she nearly fell over. Strength or no it had been seven years since she stood on her own two feet. Carol might have to spend some time just getting used to walking. Landing against a barrel when she tried to push herself back up with her legs she sent the drum and herself flying across the the room. Crashing into the side of the building it left a sizable dent in the corrugated steel walls. It was also none to quiet given her armor slamming against the sides. Holding her breath a bit she more carefully picked herself up. Strangely the impact hadn't hurt and a quick check showed no signs of injury.
Ariel
@Caits
More fruit? "Maybe. I don't know how to do that at will though. Plus why should I share my magic with you?" She was getting a little possessive and eyes the magic fruit she'd created earlier. It was a valid question in her mind. Thus far Ariel had been largely helpful but wasn't entirely sure why.
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