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NEW STORY THREAD!
NEW STORY THREAD!
Okay, I know there's already a bunch in Inkwell right now, but I needed something new. The other ones are not moving or are too developed for me.
Here's my character: Nathaniel
Age: 13
Appearance: Normal looking by regualr standards, with plain brown hair and a gaunt look on his face.
Nathaniel was filled with a fiery rage. Why was it always HIM they decided was nothing special? He would show them! Nathaniel walked away from the building, not believing he had been rejected. It's not like EVERYONE can turn invisible! He filled out about fifteen applications, did one thousand pushups for them, and turn invisble. He couldn't believe they wouldn't let him into superhero school. Just because he couldn't fly.
Nathaniel didn't want to feel the rejection. He was not normal. He did not fit in with normal people. The truth that the people at Shane's Academy, also known as Superpoweed School, were telling him was that he didn't fit in with them either. He didn't fit in anywhere. He felt himslef unwittingly turn invisible and stalk down the road.
Don't feel afraid to use someone else's character or add something that doesn't really have anything to do with the plot!
submitted by Theo W., age 12, Dark,Dreadful Places
(January 19, 2013 - 11:23 am)
(January 19, 2013 - 11:23 am)
Name: Charlotte
Age: 13
Appearance: Charlotte has dark skin and black curly hair. Her abilities are x-ray vision and being able to fly. Her favorite color is purple.
Charlotte's friend Ginger came back from interviewing a new applicant for the school. Charlotte looked up from her textbook about secret identities and said, "So, how did it go?" "There was just a boy who could turn invisible, but we already have so many students who can. We need someone else who can fly, because you're the only one in the school." "Maybe I could teach him how to fly; he sounds like someone who could learn", Charlotte offered, feeling sorry for Nathaniel. "No, I already sent him away," Ginger said.
(January 19, 2013 - 3:37 pm)
Top!
(January 19, 2013 - 3:37 pm)
This guy is so annoying. I wish he would stop saying "Top" everywhere. My sis Magda S agrees that it's annoying (as is his counterpart, Poke). Why does Admin let these comments through anyway?
Admin: it's hard to tell who submits which "TOP"--generally we post them all.
(March 1, 2013 - 9:48 am)
It does get anoying after awhile. My sis (twin) StellarBee agrees with me.
(March 5, 2013 - 6:14 pm)
So is Admin suggesting that there are muliple "Tops?" The person who does top is just like a mystery of the universe! I've always kind of wondered about "Top" and "Poke." I mean, does someone just sit in front of the screen all day so they can say "Top" or "poke?" They should make a brain pop video about...
Tim and Moby in the Mysterys of Life.
"Top" and "Poke"
Of course, it would only make sense to us Chatterboxers.
I think many different people may use top and poke whenever they want to send a thread back to the front.
Admin
(March 5, 2013 - 6:54 pm)
I know I have...
(March 5, 2013 - 7:38 pm)
I don't want to know. You'll just shatter my dreams and beliefs.
(March 6, 2013 - 7:29 pm)
My teacher uses Brainpop for teaching. I don't think they have a video on "Top."
(May 25, 2013 - 6:35 am)
I wish they did!
(May 26, 2013 - 9:25 am)
I've seen those videos, too... I hate Tim, but I don't mind Moby. Maybe if it was Annie and Moby...
But then again, Annie is really annoying too...
Plus, I agree, probably no one would watch it except the Chatterboxers.
(July 6, 2014 - 8:48 am)
I shure do.
(March 5, 2013 - 7:39 pm)
Sorry, Agree with LuluBug!
(March 6, 2013 - 8:20 am)
Name: Quentin, goes by Quin
Age: 15
Appearance: Spiky black hair, brown eyes. Pretty tall, but not amazingly so.
Power: Has a computer-based virus that has completely hacked his nervous system- he can interface with it and use it to build things onto his limbs like wings or jetpacks or other things, can hack almost anything in less than a minute with it and stuff.
Personality: A bit stuck-up, prone to holding grudges. Not very accepting of new people but looks out for his friends. Intelligent. Mildly claustrophobic and TERRIFIED of getting wet. It shorts him out.
0o0
Quin twirled a pencil between his fingers. He heard Charlotte approach and sighed. "New guy?" he asked distantly.
"He turns invisible." Charlotte smiled hopefully and sat down in the desk next to him.
"Big whoop." Quin tossed the pencil into the air and reached out with a semirobotic arm to grab a tray on a nearby table. He pushed the tray, overflowing with components for a hard drive toward Charlotte as the pencil hit the desk. "I found out what was wrong with the Doc's system," he drawled.
Charlotte picked up a piece of silicon and examined it. "I honestly have no idea how these things work." She looked at him pointedly.
"What, don't look at me. I just poke 'em and they work." Quin shrugged.
A loud, atonal hum filled the room, and Quin scribbled a note that read "Doc Farraday" and left it on the tray full of computer parts. Together they left for the cafeteria.
(January 19, 2013 - 6:06 pm)
"Hey you! Come here!" Nathaniel heard someone call from behind him. He kept walking. "Yes, you! Turn around, boy!" Nathaniel looked around the streets. He was the only one there. . . except for a dark figure one block down.
"Come on, boy! Don't think your powers hid you from me!" Nathaniel listened, shocked, for the person was talking to HIM.
"Nathaniel," said the voice, and Nathaniel realised this was worse than he thought. He turned around and started to sprint.
(January 20, 2013 - 10:05 am)
I'm going to join with a somewhat... unorthodox character.
Name: Storm
Age: 13-ish, I suppose
Power: Is a dragon-humanoid. Can control, produce, extinguish, and just about anything else with fire. Can fly, too, but needs wings and tail which grow onto his body. He keeps it a secret from the others. Can also turn into an antropomorphous shark in water, if nessecary.
Apperance: Um... short black hair, average height, shoulderblades stick out a little more than average.
Personality: Moody, snappish, rude, isolated. Anarchistic. Has obsessions with destroying things. Has only one friend and pretty much hates anyone else. (You guys can make up a friend.)
Other: Reads a fair bit. Plays some RPG video games. Idolizes Queensryche. (I have Operation: Mindcrime stuck in my head, henceforth, Storm is going to have it stuck in his head too.) Likes other rock/metal bands, essentially anything on my sister's iPod.
And here we go!
I lie on my back on the bed in my room, idly tossing a ball of fire up and catching it. I'm bored. I've already finished all the schoolwork and I don't feel like re-reading a book for the millionth and first time. And I had my iPod taken away yesterday when batty Dr. Mods found me listening to Empire. I've heard her lecture a thoousand times, "Here at Shane's Academy, we study hard to become members of society that help others. We are not the common teenager community. We are higher people. Therfeore, we will not sink to losing our minds in gaming or music devices. Is that clear?"
I'd love to tell her, "I can blast your head off, Dr. Moddington, and there's nothing you can do to stop it. Is that clear?" but I don't. Present a threat to the teachers and they investigate you and find out all kinds of things. Controlling fire is all very well, but if they found out I can fly and swim faster than he average human, then I will be practically a slave. With only one flying pupil here (or so they say. Everyone has secrets.), another would be exactly what they want. I have to stay low so I can escape.
Suddenly, there is a knock on the door. I look over to see it creak open.
(January 20, 2013 - 11:54 am)