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Radioactive Rp!
Radioactive Rp!
It's basically where these kids with normal weaknesses or problems suddenly find themselves with superpowers because of a radioactive energy field.
Name: Bronwyn Edwards
Personality: Smart, bold, nice
Appearance: Jagged long white-blond hair, turquoise eyes, pale skin.
Strengths: Smart, talented, agile.
Best strength: Really powerful when using her power .
Weakness: Short, has a temper.
Worst weakness: Means well, but is a severe kleptomaniac.
Power: Telekinesis. It's just so cool!
BTW, we won't have superhero names. Yet.
submitted by RP Person, RPlandia
(September 11, 2014 - 8:32 pm)
(September 11, 2014 - 8:32 pm)
Austin~
I stood up and shook my head. What happened? I looked myself over. Everything seemed normal... but what in the world was that green flash?
Suddenly, a girl with ash black hair approached me. Uh-oh. It was Pyra, an annoying girl who went to my school. I heard her voice say, "What a weird hairstyle."
I stood up abruptly. "Hey!" I exclaimed. "I spent all morning belong my hair. How dare you insult it!"
Pyra raised an eyebrow. "I didn't say anything," she said.
I looked suspiciously at Pyra. "I want to try something," I said slowly. "Think of something. Anything."
"Um... alright," replied Pyra. As soon as she spoke those two words, I heard her say something else. "Kittens." But she didn't move her mouth when she said it. It was more like I was looking into her mind, reading her thoughts. It scared me.
"You're thinking about kittens," I said automatically. I immediately put my hands over my mouth. Now she would think I was some psychic freak.
Pyra stumbled back a few steps in surprise. "How'd you know what I was thinking?"
"I-I don't know," I stuttered in reply. "There was a weird green flash... and now I can see into people's minds. I don't know what's going on, but it's freaky."
(September 17, 2014 - 8:45 pm)
~ Pyra ~
GOSH ! Talk about rude ! You don't just start reading people's minds. Distantly, I felt fire incase my hands in elbow-length firey gloves. He gaped at me.
" Stop it or I you feel my flame, " I snarled.
" PYYYYRAAA !!!! " I heard Bronwyn yell. She and the other girl were sprinting towards me.
" Well, those gloves do look very snug, I pass, " the boy stuttered.
" Well, then stop reading my mind, " I told him .
He took a deep breath. " Ummm . . . I don't know how, " he mumbled.
" Well, I don't know how I can keep from frying you to a crisp, " I replied, imitating him (if I do say so myself ) to the annoying innocentce.
Just then Bronwyn reached us.
(September 18, 2014 - 5:44 pm)
Mikey~
Do they even notice me? Gee, there are so interested in their powers, I must confess. I walk up to them. The boy looks at me. Why is he looking at me so intently?
As if reading my mind, he says, "You have acid all over your hands... And I can read minds, ya know." I look at my hands. Not much of a surprise, as this happens all the time, it is covered in acid.
(September 18, 2014 - 7:24 pm)
Ok, Change to Olive! Her hair is now blonde at the top and electric pink at the bottom
~Olive~
Olive Saung stood near a fence, watching a soccer game. It was a roasting hot day, and she just wished wished that she didn't have extra training today. But it would be worth it. She was going to be a junior Olympian. Suddenly her thoughts were cut off by a small crack behind her on the other side of the somewhat low fence. Olive couldn't see what it was, but it was glowing such a bright green she had to shield her eyes. She ran at the fence and jumped, as high as she could, and cleared it by millimeters. Upon landing, Olive closed her eyes from the glare. Again she shielded them, but still squinting, surged on through what felt like the doughiest of bread doughs. As Olive got very close, close enough to see the object, (a broken test tube oozing a vivid neon green liquid that looked like acid) it exploded, sending her flying back, over the fence, barely concious, bending so much that she saw her feet, legs, back zoom before she flipped back over. Then after her 30-second flight, she landed with a sickening THUD on her back, right in the middle of the soccer game, which had only just begun to feel the radioactivity.
(September 18, 2014 - 7:13 pm)
"Stop arguing! Bronwyn called, "Look over at the soccer field!"
A girl was flung over the fence by the light and they all ran towards it.
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Mewmew said wary!!!!!! She thinks our characters should be wary in approaching the soccer field. Good idea, Mewmew.
(September 18, 2014 - 7:51 pm)
Name: Doesn't have one yet, but will probably come to be called "Bird."
Personality: Resourceful, unobtrusive, flighty, always wondering about one thing or another.
Appearance: Either your average, run-of-the-mill American Crow, or a girl with jet-black hair and eyes and very tanned skin.
Strengths: Can easily fend for herself in the wild. Is fluent in Avian, the language of the birds. Starts off somewhat clueless, but reveals her inner smarts later on.
Best Strength: Has an instinctual "sixth sense" that lets her know if something dangerous is around.
Weaknesses: Knows little, if anything, about human ways and culture. Tends to cut and run if things get messy; a definite coward.
Worst Weakness: Is utterly illiterate. Not only does she not know how to read and write, she doesn't know the concept of writing exists.
Power: Can turn from a crow into a human and back again at will.
~the crow~
Food.
Did humans lose any?
Oh! There!
Snap it up.
Look for more.
But
Green light.
Not Sun.
And then...
How in Sky's name? What just happened? I'm flat on my back on the ground except that...oh no. Where are my wings? My feathers? My beak, tail, claws? Why am I so big and gawky and helpless, completely earthbound? There are five humans coming toward me. I know because they're stumping along on two huge legs, they have no feathers, and as if to make up for it, they wrap themselves in garishly colored furs. Senseless creatures. They're clearly headed straight for me. My instincts are screaming at me to go fly get away leave the food they may kill you, but somehow I just can't. Is that because...? Oh. No. Humans are senseless creatures...but apparently now I am one.
(September 18, 2014 - 8:25 pm)
Bronwyn ran up to the black-haired girl. "Are you ok?" she asked.
(September 19, 2014 - 9:01 am)
Mikey~
I look at the black-haired girl, confused. How many people got infected? Gee, the explosion must have been huge. I sighed. My hands were dripping loads, and I was getting a bit worried. Did the radioactivity cause my powers to go stronger?
(September 21, 2014 - 10:34 pm)
" Well . . . if we've got powers, than we're superhe- " Bronwyn started.
" HE-llo ? Bronwyn to Earth ? Read to much Marvel ? Crazy ? Dreaming ? " Pyra snapped. " I'll settle for crazy, with a captial K. "
" Ummm . . . Pyra ? You know crazy starts with a C, right ? " Minder Reader Boy asked.
Pyra rolled her eyes, snarling, " Shove off, freak ! " Soft orange flames licked up her legs.
" And that's not at all freakish, " the girl with black hair murmured. Pyra turned.
~~~
I love writing for Pyra. Her temper is hilarious.
(September 22, 2014 - 5:44 pm)
Mikey~
I snort. I look Bronwyn. "Look guys, the only reason you have these "powers" is because of the radioactivity post around here. My dad owns it. A spill must have reached this school somehow." I sighed. "I already got powers, and this acid spill won't make anything better. Also, " I added, staring at Pyra, "calling each other freak won't help the situation either."
(September 22, 2014 - 7:54 pm)
"And it's Earth to Bronwyn." said Bronwyn calmly. "Don't be rude."
(Short post lol)
(September 22, 2014 - 8:28 pm)
" Freaks you are, deny it our not, " I laughed. I rolled my fire into a tight ball, trying not to show how much it annoyed me how bossy Bronwyn was. I tossed it in the air. It hit the soccer feild and started burning it up. " That might not of been the best idea, " I admit softly.
(September 23, 2014 - 7:42 am)
~The Crow~
Fire. As if I'm not in enough trouble already. I saw where it landed, about twenty tail-lengths away, but even now it's coming closer, spreading across the grass with that hungry crackle unique to fire. Instinct kicks in. I attempt to call alarm, to warn everyone around, but my caw comes out as "Everyone fly! It's the Red Flower! Danger! Danger!" I snap my mouth shut, mind reeling. What language did I speak? Were those even words? Did the humans understand them? One of the humans, the one who threw the fire, makes some human noises back at me. Somehow, though, I know what it said: "What's the Red Flower? And who are you anyway?" I try again to caw back at it, but again something else comes out. "Fire, half-wit! And it's a curse to say the name; you might draw it closer and be dead dead DEAD!!" How does the human not know the Red Flower? How is it still alive if it doesn't?
(September 23, 2014 - 2:46 pm)
" Now, don't you say th-" I began.
" We dont' have time for this, Bronwyn screamed. " It's spreading ! Is there any water around here? Someone call 911 ! "
(September 23, 2014 - 7:42 pm)
Mikey~
I looked at the girl, puzzled. What's up with her? The 'Red Flower'? Some kind of new language, I might suppose. "Girl, as you can see, we don't have wings. And in 'English' we use fire, weirdo." the girl snorted. "Of course I have win-" She stopped suddenly, looking at her arms. "What the?! What's up with this? Why am I human? This doesn't make sense!" She pushes herself off the ground, brow burrowed. I looked at her again. "Gee, it's like you're not human... Wait a second... Noo... That's not possible... But... hmmm... What animal did you use to be?" The girl snorted. "Animal? Well, I used to be a wonderful crow..." I nodded. "That makes sense. Didn't know radioactivity could be so powerful to turn you into a human... Must be that you were small." i nodded to myself again.
(September 23, 2014 - 7:46 pm)