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Selectives RP!
Selectives RP!
In our simple mortal world, many of us believe there is no such thing as magic. These unbelievers should be pitied, because they are missing out on much more than we can possibly imagine. However, for the few of us who believe, something might happen. Something wonderfully strange.
Sprinkled throughout the non-magic world are a group of people, the Selectives. They alone, out of all of the several billion people on Earth, posses the the ability to Travel. Travel to another dimension. The world of Jorurhav (jor-ur-have). Jorurhav is not completely evil-free. A evil Selective, The Narcist, as he is called, has been gathering a band of followers. However, a prophecy has fortold that a group of Selectives will overthrow him. That is us.
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Ok, breaking out of serious-writer-mode, here is another world for our charries to dive into!
Rules (yes, we have rules),
YOU MUST BE A SELECTIVE.
No charries under age 13, this is a grown-uppish RP.
No more than two charries.
PLEASE follow the charrie sheet!
Charrie sheet:
Name: Evine (e-vin) Travis
Age: 15
Magic: Is a dragon trainer, can summon dragons.
Personality: Bubbly, rather clumsy, helpful-ish.
Appearance: A round freckly face, brown eyes, long, straight, pale ginger hair. Rather short for 15, is often mistaken for 13.
Backstory/other: Her Dad was seduced by the Narcist's ways, and died doing his bidding. Her Mom disappeared when Evine was three.
submitted by Queen Elizabeth, age 12, The Galaxy!
(July 10, 2016 - 1:43 pm)
(July 10, 2016 - 1:43 pm)
Osahia~
I'm almost home--I know I can beat the dark. The sun is setting quickly, slipping behind the curving horizon. I begin to run faster and faster, a desperate race to get to my grandfather's house. I see the small cottage just a few kilometers ahead. Little laterns inside glow brightly, twinkling like stars.
But suddenly, I hear some loud thuds, like bodies being knocked together. I run over, and see several figures circling each other like ferocious wolves. I need to get home, I can't be out during the night . . . .
Soon, however, I end up giving into my too-nice subconscious. I groan and run over to them. I really wish my light manipulation powers could work with the moon and stars, so I might have a little chance of defending myself if any of them turn out to be dangerous.
One of them spots me, and I edge over slowly. "Hey," I say, "what's going on?"
(July 20, 2016 - 3:01 pm)
Makani~
At the sound of the scream, my head snaps up and I find myself staring at a pale figure. I jump up in shock when their head bursts into flame. Another magic user? I think to myself. Suddenly, but not surprisingly, the figure turns and begin to run. I supress a laugh as I create a gust of wind to carry silently over the ground. Sasha! I call mentally. Follow me, but do not attack. Please. Out loud, I hear a whistle in response. Order recieved. After a few minutes of running (towards a village, I notice) I spot a group of people up ahead. I slow my transport and harden the air around me to make an invisible wall. Just as I come within hearing distance, I see someone slowly edge towards the group and say, "Hey, what's going on?" I would ask the same thing Sasha thinks to me from above. Let's wait and find out, shall we? Maybe these are more people like me... In my head, I trail off wistfully.
Some friends would be really nice.
(July 23, 2016 - 12:16 pm)
~Pyrus
I turn to face the strange girl, who is now... hovering? Pulling the closest thing to a weapon I have, a frying pan, out of my backpack, I hold it in front of me like a shield.
"I-if it's a f-fight you want, s-stay away! I'm w-warning you!" The shaking in my voice is noticeable. And with good reason. I was never good at fights, even with fire manipulation. This person seems to control air, so I'll likely be outclassed.
Glancing over my shoulder nervously at the gathering of people in a nearby clearing, I pray that none of them can see me. But knowing today's luck, they probably can.
(July 23, 2016 - 8:47 pm)
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(July 24, 2016 - 10:18 am)
Evine~
"What's going on?" Someone whispers at my shoulder. I nearly jump out of my skin. No one was there a moment ago. I turn to face a girl around my age.
"I honestly don't know," I reply sincerely," We're all Selectives though." She gasps,
"How did you know?" I grin,
"I honestly don't know!"
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Sorry it's so short. Writer's block stinks.
(July 24, 2016 - 2:58 pm)
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(July 25, 2016 - 1:34 pm)
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(July 26, 2016 - 9:26 am)
topz plz!
(July 26, 2016 - 11:59 am)
Can someone please post?
(July 26, 2016 - 11:21 am)
I begin looking closer. The people are still there. What is going now. I must find out...
(July 26, 2016 - 6:20 pm)
DON'T DIE THREAD!!! TOP TOP TOP TOP TOP TOPTOP TOPTOPTOPTOPTOPTOPTOPTOPTOPTOP!
(August 1, 2016 - 4:55 pm)
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(August 2, 2016 - 1:35 pm)
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(August 5, 2016 - 12:37 pm)