32 days RPIt

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32 days RPIt

32 days RP

Its 2220. The world is in a technology crises, they've been using flying cars, jetpacks, phones chips, computers, for 200 years. Now they have gotten word that they have ran out of gassoleen, gold, and all the needed meatles to make our technology age. 

But now we are out. No one remembers how to write, math, read, or anything they needed to survive.

Then word got out that every million years there is an extra day in July, sort of like how there is one more day in February every leap year. 

And on this day, some belive that the children boren will have Powers beyond belief, with ability to save the human race.....

Or destroy it.

 

13 years have past. There are no documented children boren on 2220, July 32. No documented childern. 

Your class mates think your strange. Usless. Boren a day before special. Atleast, thats what your mothers tells you. 31st. No sooner and defenatly no later. 

But is what she says true?

You've been experienceing strange things. Maybe your friend walked right past you while calling your name. Maybe you floughted a few feet off the ground once. Maybe you made a chemical reaction in chemistry once that made a meatle needed for flying cars. Or maybe you looked in the merior one day and had ears growing from your head. 

The technology crisest is getting worse. and your mother finally decides to tell you who you are.

 

Charrie sheet:

Name: should be a little extra normal or extrodanaryly different

Age: you should all be 13

Apperance: you should all have a strange facture ex: golden hair, cat like eyes, frosty skin, sharp nails, bright green eyes....

Personality: 

What you think your power is: (it can change)

Where you live: (it all hast to be in basically the same area like in the mountain or on a beach) or you can move to where everyone else is when you hear about the others. 

Other:

 

My charrie:

Name: Blizzard

Age:  13

Apperance: Long feathery blond hair with tips of bright gold. Large ice blue eyes. Tan skin. Long eyelashes. Red lips and always wearing makeup.

Personallity: popular, extravigant but not a dramma queen. Thinks dramm queens are just big brats. Shy when she meets new people but very talkative when she warms up to them.

What you think your power is: she has run very fast before, thought that a certain jump was very long, to long. Made a type of weird sand in chemestry before, and thought that she had ears on her hair one morning. (But it could be a bad hair day). So she really doesn't know.

Lives: In the mountains of Colorado 

Other: plays on a rugby team in her high school (SHS, Scorching High school. Mascot is a white dragon. Collers are gold, teal, and white)  

 

We can start when we have five or more people. You can still join after. But you have to make it that your moms decided to just tell you. Also if you know you can't participate for long DONT JOIN. 

Have fun guys!!!! 

submitted by Claaws
(September 5, 2016 - 2:27 pm)

back to the Inkwell

Yes, please. Find Arc or something.

submitted by Brookeira
(September 18, 2016 - 7:47 am)

I LOVE THIS THING.

Name: Nyx

Age: 12

Appearance: Chin-length shiny black hair, pale white skin, coal-black eyes, big round glasses, generally wears yellow and orange, isn't ever seen without ruby choker.

Personality: Though she's one of the loudest personalities in her class, she really doesn't talk much. Usually, her nose will be buried in a book, her thoughts contained where they belong. Still, she can't help but stand out, what with her huge glasses and neon clothes.

What you think your power is: She's discovered an ability for "lucid dreaming," which isn't uncommon, but it's different than when it happens to others. The moment she goes to sleep, it's like she's living in an entirely different world, where she can do anything, and control anything. But she's found that some things that she makes happen in her dreams, actually happen in real life. 

Lives: Alaska

Other: What's more to say? She doesn't "have time" for any extracurricular activites, and only has a few friends, and even the ones she does have she doesn't get to see a lot.

submitted by Cryyptic , age 11, Fawn Forest
(September 18, 2016 - 11:03 am)

Okay I'll do Lyria then Arc. (the wings my come in handy finding Arc)

Also where do you want us to show up?

~Blizzard

"Is is Lyria. In a smal town in the mountains. Not far from here." 

She scribbles a name with her finger on the mans hand. It glowes a bright yellow before dimming to a deep gold. "Wait......and her twin sibling." Golddust scribbled another name on the mans hand.

"We set off at once." And they both vanish behind the tent, scooping the wepons up like it was bread. She stared after them for a second, bearly beliving what has happening today. The tent movd and the golden-haired girl came out. "You comming?" 

"Y-ya." I stampered, following slowly. A small thought of my mother swirled inside my head, how worried she would be. Should I tell her? But how? But I quickly squashed the thought. She kept a secret so big from me for so long.......she wouldn't care what happened to me. She would rather see me dead then at the table, peacefully safe eating dinner. 

As I struggled out of the tent, I saw a magnificent beast before me. No, many magnificent beasts. With brown or black or white or tan pelts and long mains and a swinging tail. Horses. Weren't these suppost to be extinct? "Wow." was all I could say to the man and his daughter. 

The man chuckled and answered my unspoken question, "our family has been in the hourse racing and raising for centuries. If I had let anyone know of these beauties then the goverment would've slayed them for meat decades ago."

I looked astonishingly at him. "How are we going to ride them in plain sight?" 

"We aren't." He answered. "We are going through there." 

The forest. Or what was left of it. I shuddered. He saw me and said, " oh come on. Its not as bad as they make it seem. Now choose a horse and hop on."

I looked at thr magnificent beasts. How could I choose just one? I watched Golddust get on the light tan one with a deep yellow, almost gold, main and a black splotch on its shoulder and a white one squarly in the middle of its spine. The man got on a large, thick male, probably the leader of the horses. He was a deep, wood brown with speckles of black thickly at his hoves but thinner and thinner as they spiraled up his leg untill there were no more at his center rib. He had a long scar on his eye, from what Blizzard didnt want to know. His main was a deep black and the tip of his tail was a pail brown. The bull reiled, his obsidian black hooves catching the light. The man caught me looking at him and said, "this one's name is Obsidain. He's my bronco, the leader of all these mustangs. Golddust's is Firefly. Go on, choose one." 

There were about a dozen horses. Maybe one for every special out there. They were all beautiful, but after a few moments of looking only one stood out. She was a small mare with a white main with black tips. Her coat was gray speckled black brown and tan. I slowly walked up to her and raised my hand up to her. She sniffed it and licked it. I laughed. "Ah. This one is still a foal. Her mother died from ilnesses a few monthes ago. We haven't named her yet, so if you want...." 

"Tsunami. Her name is Tsunami."

The man smiled. "Well hop on then." I looked at the tall horse, and reatched up to grab her main. She shook her head and I swong a leg up. I grabbed tightly onto her neck and hauled my other leg up. I sat up and looked triumphantly at the man. Obsidian reiled and turned off towardd the forest. Firefly trotted after him, looked back at Tsunami, and started to gallop. She started foward at a gallop and Blizzard clung to her main with a death grip. But after a few moments with the wind in her hair she loosened her grip. Tsunami caught up to Firefly quickly and neighed at her. She neighed back, softer and they both slowed to a trot. Blizzard dared to look back and saw that the other horses trotting and playing in the trees. Obsidain was farther up, making a path for the others to follow. "So...." Blizzard glanced up then to her side. Golddust fidled with her hair as she asked, "do, do you know what your power is yet?" I glanced down at my hands. As normal as theyd ever be. Or will. "What if I don't have a power?" I blurted. I glanced down, fealing my cheeks go red. "I mean, what if I was born special, but I'm not?" Golddust looked down at her hands, a trace of gold in each vein. "Then it would be a gift." 

She shook her head sadly. "My mother died when I was three. The-the goverment raided my town looking for used supplise. When they found none they started killing off people, one by one, untill they had gotten what they came for. Me and my father escaped. But, but my mother didn't because of me." 

She closed her eyes and looked away. We escapes to my dads barn and hid there while they burnt the houses down. Or crushed them. Whatever they needed to do to get what they needed. My mother tried to stop them. To protect me because she knew I was special. Specialer then the others. That I could gather an army and stop them. She killed herself for me. Its all my fault. If I wasn't special she wouldve come with us-." 

"Golddust." I said quietly. "What she did was out of love. She died because of the goverment. I-I can't belive after all these years of thinking I'm safe because I live in America, that they would do something like that. That we were the bad guys all along. That we started the wars, we exploded Japan. Just because. To make us more domanat. To make them fear America." 

I grinded my teeth, tears of anger sliding down my face. "But we are going to end that. Togeather."

She smiled, wiping away her own tears. "Togeather." 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Also you guys can make up some history. I made up the demolization of Japan,  and how about that was the end of WW3? You guys can add more on what happened. Why the goverment is so evil. ;)

submitted by Claaws
(September 18, 2016 - 3:25 pm)
Ok, so I wrote this extremely long post yesterday, and I just wanted to say that I am not stating what I think actually could happen. I just made some stuff up, and it has absolutely nothing to do with people or places in the real world. 
Tesla~
I open my eyes, and groan. Today, I'm starting school. For the first time, I won't be able to school with my mom. I'll have to endure the strange looks that everyone always gives me, I'll have to wear a hoodie to cover my hair, and I'll live in constant dread that someone will discover me. Dread settles in my stomach. Then, a strange buzzing vibrates through my body, rattling my bones, and shaking the small bit of bravery I might have had to bits. The shaking stops, I run to the bathroom, and am violently sick.
Once my mom phones the school to inform them that I won't be coming to school today, she stops by my bed to say goodbye before she has to leave for work. She sits on the edge of my bed, and in a soft voice says "Was that just nerves, or your..... Your powers? That caused that?" I put on a bright face. "No" I lie. My mom sighs, obviously unconvinced. "Just..... Stay home and rest, ok?". I nod, and she leaves. The instant I hear our old, beat up station wagon rattling down the road, I jump up. I've got to get out of here. There's a magnetic pulse pulling every bone in my body, telling me to leave, to run, to escape. It doesn't matter where, just as long as there is no metal present. I run out of the house, letting the tattered screen door slam behind me. 
I've been running for a long time, stumbling on rocks, falling down, getting back up again. It's like the information that I was born on the 32nd has finally been processed by my brain, and I'm now trying to outrun it. When I finally stop, from lack of energy, I realize that salty tears are mingling with the scrapes on my arms. I give myself up to sobs. Then, out of nowhere, a voice that sounds like two pieces of metal being slowly scraped against each other says "Why are you crying, special?" I stop and, slowly turning around, see an old man sitting in front of a cave. He is wearing an old, brown tunic, his chin is covered in stubble, and two brilliantly blue eyes stare blindly at me. I shiver. It's as if he can see into my soul. "Who are you?" I ask. The old man smiles. "They call me the seeker." I tilt my head. "Why?" The old man gives a small, bitter laugh, and says "Because although I cannot see, I can see things, special. I can see the earth, as it hurtles through space. I can see the smallest flower opening its buds to the earth, or the rise and fall of great nations. I can see that you, child, are special." My eyes widen in wonder. The old man gestures to a spot next to him. "Come, sit. There are things to be spoken, truths to be revealed. Come, and sit next to an old blind man, and I shall tell you the true story of the world that you live in." 
"Once, a long time ago, America was a good, fair nation. National parks sprawled over the lands, animals had protection, and people were helped and provided for. Then, after a long time of peace, the people of America got angry. They were angry at everyone; at the government, at other countries, at each other. And so, angry leaders arose. A man named President Piercing rose to power. And that was the beginning of the end.
"President Piercing, with the support of the entire government, began to proclaim that America was supreme, that they should control everything to make it better. He scrapped the constitution. Then, he made an alliance with Canada. Nobody was sure why he did this, until he started attempting to take over the world. It was like a game of Risk, where nobody else had any pieces ready. First, he began to take South America. The European Union shattered into razor sharp pieces, which Piercing then picked up and used to stab the rest of the world.Then, he turned his eyes to Japan. He bombed it. Killed thousands. That's when the world turned against us. They sent planes to bomb our military resources, and they cut off trade with us completely. Now, our troops have withdrawn from Southern America, and Canada has denounced us. We try to get along the best we can, which basically means that the government takes everything and leaves us to starve." 
The man falls silent, and I process this information. This sounds accurate enough. We never have enough food, and government officials often rob us of the little we do have. I turn to look at the man. "This...... This sounds true. Can you help me?" The Seeker is about to answer, when a convulsion runs through his body. He gives a strangled gasp. "They're coming. Run, special. Run." I jump up, my heart beating with fear. And then they come. Sliding out of the dark. Holding guns. The government police. 
As they come closer, I feel my body begin to vibrate with power. Everything begins to rumble, and pain begins to shoot through my body. I scream, a bloodcurdling cry that comes from the depths of my stomach, ripping its way through my body like some wild beast. Bullets fly through the air at me, and something inside me gives a cry, letting loose a wave of something opposite from everything inside me. An opposite magnetic pulse, I think. All of the bullets flying through the air turn around and hit the rocks with horrible explosions. As I feel my consciousness slipping from my mind I see, as if in slow motion, a bullet, ricocheting of the walls of the canyon around me. One hits the Seeker in the chest, and he sinks slowly to the ground, his blue eyes wide open, as if he can finally, truly see. Then, as the world is about to fade from me, I see a small, golden glimmer at the edge of the canyon. I feel a small flame of hope blossom in my chest, and I use my last bit of energy to scream "Help! Whoever you are, help!". Then, the end of a gun slams into my head, and I fall to the ground, unconscious.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
So, I have a few things to say. One: Again, I promise this is not what I think might ever have even a possibility of happening. I was just making up some random stuff. Piercing is just a name that I thought of, and it has nothing to do with anything or anyone in the real world. 
Second, would it be ok if after you find the others, Golddust sees Tess? I was pretending that that golden glimmer was her, you know, seeing stuff. Kind of random, I know. 
Thirdly, I really hope Tess isn't too OP. She honestly has no idea what she's doing. Her magnetic pulses, as I'm going to call them, happen at random times. They are extremely painful, and she blacks out after each one. At least, now she does. She didn't when she was younger. I don't know if she'll be able to control them in the future; probably not. 
Luna says "famn". Family? Or...... You know what, don't even tell me.  
submitted by Autumn Leaves , age Shadowmoon, Changing my name
(September 19, 2016 - 7:07 am)

This kind of doesn't go with my post, but... whatever. Never mind about that post.

~Charlotte

The first day of school just ended, and I'm at home, thinking. I was born on the 32nd, but what's my power? And what's the government going to do with me? Are they goign to kill me? Kill my family? They can't! 

But then... they might. I've heard the rumors. Government officials are coming to our town, and they might even be here now, searching for the specials. Searching for me.

I press my hands to my face, taking deep breaths, as Leigh sneaks into my room, "Sissy?" She sounds scared, "Sissy?!"

I look up, "What?"

"There are big people outside."

The doorbell rings, once, twice, three times, then a pounding is heard outside. I run over to my window, and see government officials pounding on the door. Then Mom opens it, and they rush inside. I hear murmuring voices downstairs, and Leigh's tiny body pressed against me, "Sissy, what happened? Are they coming to kill us?" 

"No, Leigh, no. We're perfectly fine, Leigh. We're safe." But I wish I could believe my own words.

They're here for me. But they might hurt my family. Aaron. Leigh. Dad. Mom. I look at Leigh sincerely, "Leigh... I love you. Stay safe for me, okay?"

She looks at me, terror shining in her eyes, "What are you doing?" She clings to me, not letting go. 

"I'm going down, and you're staying up here." She nods sadly, tears forming in her eyes, "Okay... sissy."

I smile at her, then head downstairs. The official sees me, then handcuffs me, growling, "Special, aren't you? Thought so." He turns to talk to someone else, and Mom looks at me through her tears, whispering, "I'm so sorry, but they used their truth serum on me. It's rare, but they still used it. But they probably don't have any more. I'm so sorry, dear."

I nod, as Aggy comes into the room, leaping onto me and hiding underneath my coat that I forgot to take off. And she doesn't let go as the Officials lead me to their car. Aggy's coming with me. At least that's a comfort.

~~~

I thought with all the others together, one should be caught by the government.  

 

 

submitted by Alexandra
(September 19, 2016 - 3:10 pm)

Okay well prepare to be the evil one. The government needs you on their side so their gonna treat you like loyalty. Bit by half way through a huge fight you could realize your mistake of joining the government and turn on them and their other specials who I'm going to make up and are going to be evil beyond comming back. There may be a good love triangle between you and two other government specials. :)

Also how about this for the government story (sorry if it seems sad or offensive to anyone. But genocides like this did happen and some are still happening now like the Armenian Genocide.):

America used to be great. America used to be all good. All the nation's knew. All the immigrants knew. But decades past. And after defeating the terrorists, America needed a new enemy. So they made one. With Japan.

WW3 started only a century ago. It starts with another 9/11 supositively started by Japan. The bombing of the statue of liberty. And the coast by it. The But that's only what the government says. And they made sure to cover their tracks. You know, democracy isn't any better then dictatorship if both sides are evil people. 

The statue of liberty was demolished. There was nothing to stand of liberty and freedom now. Nothing to welcome immigrants to freedom. And that's exactly how the government wanted it. 

First America bombed a small village off the coast of Japan first to make their mark. And Japan knew they needed allies. So they went to Germany first, their long lost WW2 allie. They refused. Knowing what happened last time. They went to Russia next. Or what was left of it. Japan knew that they were long rivals with USA. And Russia gladly joined. After that they formed an alliance with China after some US bomber planes dropped a load of bombs in a small town by Japan. 

And then came the Asian Genocide. The government belamed families of being spys for Japan or China on public media. Slowly at first but then faster and meaner, the gov. police took families of Asian culture from their homes and put them in camps of dirrty houses and trashed lawns. All of them need up dead either on porpoise or from diseases and injures from the soldiers.

But of course the government told no one of this genocide. And after the bombing that sunk Japan nearly 80 years later everyone thought that they were huge hero's. 

But after China and Russia surrendered and the soldiers went in and slathered as many as they could, the Americans had no common enemy, and started turning on the government. They needed another enemy. Fast. So they turned to the UK. They seemed peaceful and capable of murder right? And they bombed LA. With nuclear bombs. And the explosion sunk all of California and parts of the state's around it. 

That got many people thinking. The UK doesn't have rights to nuclear bombs. And they don't have so many, even if they did have them, to bomb the hole of California from existence. So the government turned their acusing eye to Russia. America's common enemy. 

But then the technology crises hit. And all cars and televisions and phones were nestled and compacted into weapons. Lots and lots of weapons. 

And it wasn't just us in the technology crises. All of the world was in the same. They used up the last of their supplier for teaching porpoises. So no one would forget everything humans have learned. 

And they got their remaining meatles together to make a bomb. A muscular bomb. And with the help of spies pinpointed all the weapons and weapons being made and exploded it to obivian. Causing a large fire in Texas, their base. It's still going on to this day. 

Ten years after most Texans moved from their state to far into Mexico.

The government scraped together the last remaining peices of the metals. But it wasn't enough. They needed more. So, descizing themselves as Russains, they went and wounded or killed many in big cities like Denver, NY, Wastionton and stole their supplise. But when that wasn't enough they announced publically that it was illegal to own any weapons, including guns, knives, sowards, or anything from the technology age. Including cars, phones, phone chips, computers. Leaving all Amaricans dumb and useless. 

But it still wasn't enough. So the went in and bombed entire towns and city's, scraping the metals me from the dead and destroyed houses and buildings. Whenever that happened something on the news would say, "Russia strikes again." People were allowed cheep plastic radios but that was it. All else had to go. 

And now that brings us here. 

I hope it all makes more sense now guys!!! 

submitted by Claaws
(September 19, 2016 - 10:24 pm)

Okay... but Charlotte knows the government is evil already. Maybe she could be sort of like a spy and pretend to be siding with the goverment but actually not? Then there could be two nice goverment officials her age, or goverment official's sons who don't know how evil their fathers are who could help her escape and fall in love with her and Tada! Love triangle. Except she doesn't know which one to love back. Then maybe on of the charrie's could fall in love with her and she's in an even bigger mess!

~Charlotte 

Who are the government trying to fool? They set fire to my house, then bomb my city, and expect me to believe that they're 'only trying to help'? I'm not that gulible! No one is! And they didn't even tell me if... if Dad and Mom and Leigh and Aaron... got out safely! 

"Charlotte Jennings, if you won't agree with us, we'll shut you in your room until you do agree." And they left me here, in this room with metal, spotlessly clean, walls, a plain, uncomfortable bed, a table and chair, and a bathroom. That's it. At least I have Aggy, who's currently snuggling up under my pillow.

I take a deep breath, sitting down on the bed, wishing there was at least a window so I could see what time it was outside. Don't cry. Don't cry. I tell myself, but tears still threaten to leak out of my eyes. How could this have happened? I'm a special, and I'm captured by the government. The door slides open, and a boy around my age walks in with a tray-full of food. He sets it down on the table, and when he turns toward me, I snatch the covering off of the bed and muffle him with it, trying to escape, when he throws it off and closes the door, "What are you trying to do, special girl?" He snaps, his green eyes flashing. 

"What's wrong with being special?" I ask him, suddenly angry, "You burn up my house, bomb my town, and lock me up in this... place! And you expect me to agree with you? I'm a human! Unlike you government officials, apparently!" 

"L-liar!" He cries as if he's been trained to say it, but it sounds fake to me. 

"I. Am. Not. A. Liar!!!!!" I shriek.

He turns away, openning the door, saying, "I still don't believe you," And looking up to a corner of the room. 

 I look at the place where's he's looking, and when I look carefully, I can see a tiny red light sometimes flashing. What the... oh. The officials are listening to me talk, and watching me. I scream at it, "You can't do this to me!" 

 And a silky, too sweet voice says, "Of course we can, sweetie. We can do anything. Now, just side with us and we'll let you free." 

"But... you can't watch me... change!" I cry out.

"Of course, honey. If you crouch low on the other side of the bed, we won't be able to see you change." 

I go to the place where they can't see me, and drag the pillow Aggy's in down with me, whispering, "Aggy, did you hear that? You've got to be quiet and you can't be seen!" 

Aggy whispers in the slightest voice, "Yes, yes, I know. I am the King of Thieves, silent as a shadow!"

I roll my eyes, smiling, "Right." 

Aggy nods smuggly, and slips under the bed, dragging the pillow under, too. At least there are two pillows. 

I finish my meal, thinking of that boy. Why? Because there's nothing else to think about, of course. When he glanced at the ceiling... was he giving me a clue? No, impossible. The government was evil, I knew that. But I also knew that if I wanted to get out of here, I'd have to pretend to side with them. I stood up, looking at that corner, and declared, "Mr. Goverment Official? I'm ready to agree with you now."

And the voice said, "Good, darling. I'm very pleased."  

submitted by Alexandra
(September 21, 2016 - 3:08 pm)

I'm flying.  Drifting across the air currents like a I'm a piece of the wind itself.   Down below are rivers teeming with sewage, a stray plastic bag assaulting the breeze close by.  The chopped forest mingles into fields trashed with litter. Mnd death.

I feel my heart quicken thrumming against my chest like a drum.  Men in suits stand erect below.  Their eryes trained on me like a cat to a mouse.

Then a spear of pain, and I'm falling.  

Falling.  

Falling.

Falling. 

.......................... 

 

"Sir its awake."

"I know its awake stupid."

...............

 

"Shall we start the interrogation?"

...............

 

Ill finish ze rest later. So maybe I'll join the bad side for a bit then turn back at the end??? Oooh maybe they'll brainwash me!!!!!!! :-D :-D :-D 

Yeah everyone, windswiwindswift is creepy

 

 

 

 

submitted by Windswift
(September 21, 2016 - 4:45 pm)

Maybe Charlotte and the boys could try to get Flite out, too, but fail, and Flite could think that they abandoned her, and feel even more bitter and sad and that would add to her feelings? 

submitted by Alexandra
(September 21, 2016 - 6:48 pm)
submitted by Yes! Great idea!!
(September 21, 2016 - 9:24 pm)

Hope it's not too late to join. 

NAME: Vivi 

AGE: 11

APPEARANCE: tangled long black hair, purple scarf, faded and worn clothing

PERSONALITY: Sweet, serious, sometimes dreamy. Very quiet

POWER: She has expierinced see through pockets, walls  and other bariers. But when she blinks, she sees them solid again. She also has strange voices heard in her head some days. Particularly when near animals.

LIVES: Rhode Island

OTHER: She once sang a song with a bird and had a lion treat her as a cub.

submitted by UNSUSPCTINGSTRYTLLR
(September 21, 2016 - 6:26 pm)

Yes u can still join. :) And also guys you are all supost to be OP, or else you can't really save the world.

Sorry I havent been posting, super bussy with hoco and all. ;)

~Blizzard

The horses trot single file down a small trial that Obsidian carved out. He was still farther ahaid, steadly crushing the undergrowth underfoot for a rocky path. Golddust was silent, in her own world thinking. Suddenly there was a bunch of comotion from ahaid. Golddust gasped. Her horse reild. Obsidain went deadly still. He flicked his ears. And then a gun shot. He reild and turned, leaping into the forest. The others sid thr same, and while thr soldiers were shooting at them Firefly slowly slinked away towards the comotion. My horse slowly followed, her chest rising and falling in axity. The horses emerges into a small canyon, the light from the sky catching Golddust's golden hair and making her sparkle. "Help! Please help me!" It was a voice from up there. Surrounded by dark figurs. One swong up a gun and knocked her unconscious. I screamed. Golddust tried to shush me but they were already looking at us. Or maybe the horses. But they were looking in our direction. 

"You need to find what your power is." Golddust said as they drew closer. "NOW!"

But I was frozen. As they drew ever closer I took a deep breath and....

To be continued! 

submitted by Claaws
(September 23, 2016 - 8:23 am)

Dang it. I spent three days occasionally working on a post, and it is now irrelevant. Oh, well. I'll write a post as soon as I can, I'm just a bit brain-dead right now. 

submitted by Autumn Leaves , age DANG., Face palming
(September 23, 2016 - 5:14 pm)

Arc~

Freedom was in my sight, but unreachable.

I rolled up the letter I had written and threw it out.

Who was I kidding. No one would ever find it.

It had read,

Whoever finds this,

I am held captive in the Morgan Institute of Science.

Please save me.

~Antarctica 

submitted by Brookeira
(September 24, 2016 - 7:47 am)

Oh I'm so sorry. Autumn leaves!!!!!!!!!!

To continue.....

~Blizzard

I didn't know what to do. What if I have no powers!!!??? But they were counting on me. I took a deep breath and.....

And Obsidain and his rider crashed through the forest, the man had a gun and shot at the government officials. I gasped as I saw each one fall in no time at all.

The man had extraordinary aim. Remind me not to get on his bad side.

All was quiet when his gun shots ended. Golddust prodded Firefly and they rushed towards the the unconscious girl. Goldfish lifted her onto the horse with inhuman strength, checking for gun shots on her. She placed the girl at the front of the horse before claiming on herself. Apparently the girl was clear, and I saw her eyes flash open, and she weakly reached for a dead, blind man with a gunshot through his heart. "We need to get out of here." 

She said shakily. "Just encase there are others." The man nodded, probably thinking that he taught his daughter well. I felt a paing of sad in my chest as our horses lept into the forest.

I missed my family. No. I pushed it down, swallowing hard.

I don't need them.

submitted by Claaws
(September 24, 2016 - 12:15 pm)
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