Whirlwind

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Subject Six listened to everything going on around her. My a lot was happening, and assaulting her ears all at once. Her head would twitch to various sides and angles as different voices said different things, but the one that stuck out was 066’s which instructed a blasting of the lock on a door. She simply nodded, taking a deep breath. Despite 003 being nice enough to lead her around, 006 was still a very independent girl and looked next to her at the man holding her hand, although she looked several inches below where his actual eyes were. ”You don’t have to aim me,” she smiled before turning to look back in front of her. As other attacks began hitting the door, her hearing picked it up. She moved her hand in front of her, making sure no one was blocking her at least that she could feel, and aimed in the spot where the warping and pinging metal was coming from. When she opened her eyes, everything was lilac tinted, and she was aiming just slightly above her target. She lowered her gaze until she could see the lock basically gone, and then closed her eyes once more.

After that, Six could hear a roar. It started off as a rumbling, but then she knew it was a battle. Quickly, she let go of 003’s hand and ran to the side, leaning against a wall and not feeling so independent now. She was in a state of being practically frozen, not wanting to hurt one of those who were trying to escape. And there was no way for her to know without accidentally blasting them away. She tried to breathe calmly, hearing heavy soldier like footsteps. One began rushing to her and she hesitated, afraid she was wrong. But when the heavy hands grabbed her and tossed her to the floor roughly, she knew she was not mistaken. She angrily glanced back up at him and opened her face, searing and melting his skin. He yelled, hands instantly going to his face and stumbling backwards while Subject Six, rubbed her bruised arms and got back up, still staying to the side of the battle, but opening her eyes when the familiar booted footsteps came near.

Of the Last of Us

Keela got the fire going after setting down Blake’s things and began heating a stew that had been seeping overnight, so it didn’t take too long before it was ready to eat. She got some wood bowls she had carved and filled them to the brim for the three of them, sitting on her floor cross legged as she began to eat. She glanced up and thought she saw a liquid like substance moving until it reformed into Runa. Keela blinked a few times, unsure if what she just saw was real or not. ”Well, that’s certainly not human,” she finally said with a chuckle.

The Gifted: A Fast Paced Superpower RP

StephenRouse said
Feel free to take your time Charter!Whirlwind, you're good as long as you keep your powers B Ranked. If your powers get strong enough to destroy city blocks though, she'll have to become an A ranked. Which 'group' are you interested in? Also, will you be using electromagnetism or hand waving its use?Mr Allen J, I love your character, but I'm kind of juggling whether he's A or B ranked as he is. With his limitations I would say closer to B ranked, especially the ones related to pain, durability and duration. I would say make the limbs tougher or lessen the time it takes to regain use of his powers, maybe because he's so used to fighting and pain? Then I'd probably count him as an A Rank.

I was thinking more anti-hero, so I'll say Cold. And hand waving.

Of the Last of Us

Keela waked with Blake back the way they had come, finding her way back home a lot easier and quicker than making turns and twists trying to pinpoint where she had originally heard the noise from. When they reached the creek once more it was obvious they were close. She smiled and ducked under some branches, finding the small grove her home was in. She moved the door to let the panther in, closing it behind them when all three were inside. She set to work starting a fire, so as to cook up some food for their weak party.

[This Roleplay Is Closed] - Camp Half-Blood (Demigod RP)

Wintergrey said
"Striding, each step bringing back a small piece of his original self, he froze as he heard a loud crack sound throughout the air. Thunder shattered through the air and rain began to pour down. Stuck frozen in his place as if the goddess Khione his decided to freeze him there, Jack began to quiver in fear once more. " Cough cough lol

You know, I read that, comprehended it, and by the time I went to post I'd totally forgotten. Sorry! I shall edit my post to incorporate the rain :)

The Gifted: A Fast Paced Superpower RP

Interested

CS

Name: Eden Kyle

Alias: Sparks

Age: 18

Affiliations: N/A

Description:

Eden stands about 5’4” with a slim build. She has pale, snowy skin and pure white hair that reaches all the way down her back, but that she usually wears up to keep out of her way. She has dark brown eyebrows to clash with her hair, and eyes the color of lapis with a faint hazel around the pupil. Her lips are just slightly too pouty for her face, and a very pale pink, with a dimple in her chin that she despises. She has a nose that is straight at the bridge instead of curving at all, and rounded at the tip. Her jaw is very defined, and despite not having very plump cheeks, her cheekbones aren’t noticeable in the slightest. She has a small beauty mark at the corner of her lips on the right side as well. When not in costume, she tends to dress very ordinary, jeans and sweaters mostly, though she enjoys interesting high heels.

Eden costume is a completely black, form fitting cat suit. The neck line is v-neck but has a hood attached, and the suit ends at her wrists and ankles. She wears flat black boots that fit tight to her leg and come up to just under her knee, and wears a hand guard on her right hand (she shoots left handed, despite being right handed because she is left eye dominant). She also wears an arm guard on her left arm for this reason. Otherwise her hands are left to the open. The hood for the suit hides her very identifiable bright white locks for the most part, but exposes her face, so she also wears a thin black mask over her eyes. She has a black hip quiver and carries her bow in a brace on her back, only using it in certain cases.

Powers: Electricity/Lightning (ability to turn on and off electrical currents like the lights in a room without flipping a switch, ability to absorb electricity/inability to be electrocuted, and ability to generate and direct electric fields/energy into lightning bolts from her hands)

Skills: Kenpo (defensive martial arts), Archery (prefers compound or recurve bows, finds it too hard to handle a crossbow), Above average intelligence (not a genius, but she does absorb information like a sponge and is hard on herself to maintain academic excellence)

Equipment: Her favorite recurve bow and aluminum arrows

Ranking: B

Of the Last of Us

Keela looked at what Blake was nudging towards her and saw the rope he had had his things tied to him with earlier. Oh!she thought, gently tying Runa to Blake, and not wanting to make any clattering with his other items like swords, she carried those herself. It left more room for the girl anyway. ”There,” Keela whispered with a smile, looking for a nod from Blake that what she had done was okay.

Experiments

UnseenShade said
It came out in 1994 originally.

I was 4 XD But don't feel old!

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Filler post is very boring. But I felt like posting.

Experiments

Six heard people moving, getting into position to fight. She was about to ask once more where she was supposed to be, but luckily felt 3’s grip tighten and lead her to where she should be. ”Thanks,” she said pleasantly to Shin, reaching out and touching 080 who they were supposedly behind. Well, his skin certainly felt different. She just got a touch, not wanting to make them uncomfortable, before lowering her hand back down. Really what did they all look like? Had they been turned into veritable freaks? Of course, she had a hazy image of herself in her mind, but she had no idea if it was true or not. Not like she could look in a mirror to check. Either way she sighed softly, using her free hand to mess with her hair, ready to open her eyes when the time was right and basically blast her way out of this horrible place.