soap?
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Thread Topic: soap?
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errmmmggg ummmm just straight, i guess :P
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Okay. :3 Boy or girl?
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hmm girl, hehe haven'tbeen one in a while.
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Alright. :3 Charrie time? :3
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name: Dakota; hero name is hurricane
age: 19
eyes: deep blue with grey flecks
hair: titanium blonde, bouncy curls, shoulder length
wears: royal blue leather like suit with silver decorations
powers: wind and water
personality: you'll see... -
Name: Ryan Winters
Age: 19
Looks: He has fluffy black hair that rests just above his eyes, electric blue eyes that just seem...mesmerizing, and creamy apricot skin.
Personality: He's quite dark, demented, and mysterious. He hates idiots, prefers night over day, and can't stand being touched in certain places/ways.
Extra Info: His family abused him and hurt him when he was younger, so that's hy he works to put fear in other people. -
not it.
does he have any powers? -
shizzle
Powers: He has the ability of telekinisis, can control fire and darkness
I sat in my chair, meticulously plotting my next move. The beautiful day had been turned into dreey storms and despair. It sent a spark of glee throughout my body, allowing me to feel at ease for the moment. -
sorry!
I boredly sat on my bed, web surfing. I closed my laptop and grabbed a book and a bowl of grapes, and decided to go go to the park. -
Its okay!(:
I decided that the weather should be more...disturbing. I forced thunder and lightning to crack in the air, the rain to pour harder, and to have shadows lurking everywhere. Hearing the screams and watching the News cover the sudden weather would be satisfying. Hopefully, they'd have to evacuate. -
at the park I run under a tree, trapped in the storm. I take refuge under a park bench, to wait out the storm. I am enjoying the wind and water, though.
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I pick the wind up to about one-hundred miles per hour. Everything seems well, until I hear a story going on the news. A father was accused of raping his son. My breathing hitched and I suddenly stopped all of the weather. I focused on the report, feeling weak as they went into detail. Memories flashed through my mind, making me sick to my stomach.
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the wind gets stronger and I grab onto a lamp post but suddenly it just stops. confused, i look around.
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Bump bro :3
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Yay! :D
My head began spinning. I hurriedly turned the TV off, threw on my black coat, and exited my building. My hair was a mess, I hadn't gotten sleep in days, qnd I just had that constant fear...lingering. Hated anything to do with anybody...Could call me a sociopath, excluding any murders. I only did that when I had to. I took brisk steps across the puddled sidewalk.
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