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Unusual Things RP
Unusual Things RP
You are a normal person, at least you think so. You are an orphan, and live in the orphanage called St. Pueblos. There, you learn and other things, but strange things often happen around you(this will vary by the person). One day, a mysterious figure burns the entire orphanage down, destroying the orphanage forever. One mysterious woman comes and gathers all of you, taking you through a portal into a strange realm full of magic called the Netherealm. WE WILL START AT THE SCENE RIGHT BEFORE THE BURNING TO GET TO KNOW EACHOTHER A BIT. The more powerful your power, the greater the drawback. (ex. You have the power to heal any wound, but you will lose a tiny tiny bit of your sanity every time you use it)
Name: Shane
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Power: To control the monsters of the Netherealm, but they are supremely sensitive to his emotions and can follow orders a bit too literally. This will be unknown to others and pretends it's really that he has yet to discover it.
Appearence: Short black hair i guess...
Personality: Has some anger issues and loyal to those he grows close to.
Other: Born in Netherealm so definitely has a power of somekind.
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submitted by Storm WIndwhisperer
(January 20, 2017 - 9:37 pm)
(January 20, 2017 - 9:37 pm)
Jacob~
Dog-earing the book absentmindedly, I watch a man through the window. His bowler hat is lowered over his eyes and a jacket covers up most of his body. He rings the doorbell, and Miss Prissy opens the door for him.
"Welcome!" Miss Prissy's cheery voice is cut short when the man just brushes her off. He makes his way toward the bathroom, when he stops by Shane.
"A Ravekoo you say?" His voice is rocky and cold, rumbling in his throat.
"Yes!" Shane says. The man 'hmphs' and carries on his way. I watch him, my eyes narrowed. I don't like him. His trenchcoat is almost susipicious, as if he is hiding something
After awhile I decided I shoul perhaps interogate him when the telltale sound of a sizzle and crackle filled the air. Fire! The walls were already heating up, and the children were despartly throwing anything they could into the fire, which was rather idiotic. Getting up I ram myself into the door and throw myself out. The entire place is flaming up. Coughing, I crouch in the alley and shut my ears as the sirens go.
After what seems ilke forever, the firefighters are here. One of the them pulls me up, the other childeren behind him. I stare up at her.
"No worries," She whispered. "Everything will be all right when we evacuate you to Soluna Lumadov."
Soluna Lum-- That's the place Shane is always talking about. It's real?
(January 29, 2017 - 12:49 pm)
~Day
I stare, transfixed, as flames dance across the walls. "Day!" someone shouts and pulls me back. "Get away from the fire, It's dangerous!"
"Dangerous?" I say, my eyes transfixed on the flames. "Dangerous? No, it's beautiful." the person whirls me around to face them and I now see that it's Sofia. I can see pure terror in her eyes.
"Are you CRAZY?!" She shouts. "Let's get out of here!" She pulls me to the door and I look helplessly behind me. The flames dance and play.
(January 29, 2017 - 3:46 pm)
Hanaa~
I'm leaving the bathroom as the creepy guy walks in.
When our paths cross, he says," Move, you." Even though I am quite out of the way. I catch a glance of what's in his hands as he moves by. A box of matches. Wait. MATCHES?!?!? I have to tell someone. Not that they'll believe me.
I run as fast as I can without being suspicious, trying to find Miss Prissy. A sizzle and a fwoosh and the area that I ran away from is flaming. As I catch my breath, ten to fifteen faces stare at me. My ears turn red. I didn't do it. . .
People are angry, sad and confused as they back away from me. My eyes tear up. "I didn't do it! Why would you think that that one twelve-year-old girl that draws would set her home on fire? What's wrong with you! I don't understand why you'd think it was me." My eyes are pouring tears, and I sit down. "If you really don't trust me, you can leave me to burn with the only home one ever known." I stare down at my picture of my ideal self. I won't have time to become that self before I die.
I twist myself around and look at the flames, now less than a foot away. I set the corner of the page on fire watch the smiling face of me turn wicked with the fire. I make a decision. If I'm ever going to do something stupid, I'd save it for now. I stomp out the fire and fold the half-charred paper into an airplane and set the tip on fire again. I toss it to the middle of the room and turn around. I stare at the wall of fire, and start crying hard.
I sit there for who knows how long and then I am rescued by the firefighters. My lungs hurt from the snoke, and my heart aches even more, but it has nothing to do with the fire. I know they hate me now. They won't ever forgive me for what they think I've done. I sit in the corner again, feeling more alone than ever.
(January 29, 2017 - 8:50 pm)
TOP!
Also, for everyone who has not posted or decided to leave or some other people:
These are some possible scenarios that have happened depending on your decision
bold=death/leaving this RP forever, no coming back
italics= still alive, but have not been posting.
Scenario 1) You were doing your own business, not noticing the fire, until you realised that that burning was not from the fireplace or a natural smell, and you die because it was too late on what you noticed or that you are trapped in a room that is burning down anyways.
Scenario 2) You were in the lunch room, realising that it was burning, you scream and go all crazy like a ten year old and died because you are panicking too much.
Scenario 3) You were doing something in the orphanage as usual, and is saved by a regullar old firefighter who takes you far away into the closest orphanage which is in a city at least ten miles away.
Scenario 4) You jumped out the window or somehow escaped and found a Netherealm agent* disguised as a firefighter
Scenario 5) You were doing something in the orphanage as usual when you are saved by a disguised firefighter which is really a Netherealm agent*
*There will be more detail into this later, but basically a Netherealm person who's job is to take Netherealm powered children into the Netherealm to avoid revealing the true nature of their powers to normals.
(January 30, 2017 - 7:08 pm)
My bad. Scenario 5. I forgot to write it. I even had it planned out!!!! Oh well. I'll write a little piece of what I was going to write....
Foxie~
I am sitting by the window again, after dinner. It's quiet on this side of the orphanage, until the flames come. I'm quickly jolted out the window by a fireman, walking stick and all. I yelp loudly.
The fireman that got me out is carrying me over to the rest of the children. I keep my pranking parcel in my hands and wait for everyone else to get out. The building soon is nothing but black and white ash.
(February 1, 2017 - 10:31 am)
Senario 5
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Shena~
I sat in Ms. Renna's (I made her up she dies in fire XD), chair. I felt rebelish, sitting in a orphanage's boss chair. I see children running like chickens with their heads cut off. The fright in their face. "FIRE!!" A child sceamed. I got up and ran with them. A person grabbed me arm.
"Come with me" the woman told me.
(February 1, 2017 - 6:33 pm)
don't let it die!
(January 31, 2017 - 1:48 pm)
Sorry... Scenario 4...
I'm sorry, I posted my fire chapter, but it didn't load up. Isaiah is now in the netherealm, watching the others from afar by using his power.
(January 31, 2017 - 4:49 pm)
~Shane
"Who are you? I shouldn't be th-" I began, but the firefighter winked and with a flash, we are distorted into the Netherealm.
I opened my eyes. I was not entirely used to the feeling of the dimension traveling, but I quickly got up. We were all clearly inside a room, the firefighter who transported up already up, and wearing a more proper suit and dark glasses. A few more agents showed up in their cleaner gear and joined the others in the front. The children all seemed dazed, and were slowly gaining conciousness. When they all got up, the agents smiled down at us.
"Welcome to Netherealm Agency of Outside Power Use! N.A.O.P.U. for short. All of you are Power users from the planet earth. You should not have been there in the first place, but they do show up randomly. Some children have more powerful powers than others. Here, we will raise you in the Netherealm where you will live forever, then grow up and live your own life in the Netherealm. We will be going over courses and such by the year. Obedience is prized around here, so we do hope you guys are obedient." one of the instructors said.
That's how I ended up in the NAOPU when I'm supposed to be remaining in the orphanage because I was outcast from the society from my monsters.
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I think we need to develop a better plot here....
Any ideas?
(January 31, 2017 - 11:38 pm)
Foxie~
In a flash, the fireman that pulled me out of the flames took me into a building. I'm confused as ever, but pick up on everything quickly. Soon, some random guy goes up on stage and talks about this organization, the NAOPU. He says something about obedience being prized here. HA! Good luck getting me to obey! The only person I listen to is Miss Prissy, and I'm not even sure if she's OK, so these people are going to have an awfully rough time with me. I laugh under my breath as the man finishes his speech. This is going to be fun.
**Time skip**
When we arrive in our rooms, I immediately go to the back of the room, where the cameras can't see me, and get out my parcel. "Trouble, I am after. All for the sake of my own laughter," I whisper. The books open to reveal my stash of brilliant, mischievous, goodies. I take out the most basic prank I have: the shocker. When someone touches it, they get shocked by around one and a half watts, which is almost enough to kill someone. But, of course, it's not there yet. It'll only give them a small scar. I take it in my hand, turn up the wattage to around one hindered, and throw it out the door, onto the camera outside the door. It shocks it, and causes the camera's beeping light to go out. From the angle I threw it, they would never be able to figure out I did it. I slip my hand out and bring the shocker back in. I turn it down to one and a half watts and throw it in my parcel. These people may have saved my life, but I don't need saving. I'm not going easy into whatever brainwashing corporation they have here. I close up my bag, and recite the exiting spell, so no one will ever know what happened. I take out a book from inside, and run my finger across it. Even though I can't see, I still need to act like a blind person. These blind reading books are a good cover.
(February 1, 2017 - 10:43 am)
I'm changing my cherrie's powers and weaknesses AGAIN. Ugh.
Instead of her mostly only being able to read minds, she can also control them. She uses experiences from her "victim's" (or her enemy's) memories to "decode" the way they think, and rewrite a frew things so she can control them.
Her weakness for reading minds is the same, but whenever she controls someone's mind, she starts to get a little more power hungry, leaving it more likely for her to take over someone else's mind. Eventually, she will start to go a little insane, but she's learned to control it well. Soon, the insanity may be able to overthrow her intellectual power, and use it against her. She tries to mind control someone only in emergencies, but she's finding herself so it in selfish ways more and more often.
Nico says caoz.
Yes it will be chaos.
*Oh no. That's not going to be fun.*
(February 1, 2017 - 10:50 am)
Hey! If it's not too-too late, I would like to join. I really like the plot.
Name: Gloria Letal
Age: 14
Gender: F
Power: She can shift in and out of the visibility spectrum, and can stop time, but only for a minute, because if she goes longer, her energy can exhaust, and she may die.
Appearance: Pale skin with cold, big blue eyes, short black hair that is layered, thin and looks kind of fragile. (Although she really isn't) Her feautres are kind of sharp.
Personality: Music is her life, and she isn't seen without her earbuds or her violin. She's usually quiet and prefers to observe, but the other reason why she is quiet is because she composes music in her head.
Other: No one has really ever heard her talk.
(February 1, 2017 - 5:43 pm)
~Gloria
So far from what I can tell, we seem to be in a building where they would train us about the "powers" that we have. We're all taken to our own rooms, and mine luckily has a window where I can see a somewhat calming forest in this situation.
I set my violin down on the empty table by the window, and I open the case, adjust the shoulder rest, and begin to play. I play a simple tune, all I can remember, because I'm a little spazzy right now.
Then I hear banging on the walls next to me.
"BE QUIET, FOR CRYING OUT LOUD!"
I smirk and begin to play a fast-paced Mozart piece, and then I hear a fist slamming on my door.
"I'm telling you, you better stop!" a voice bellows.
I sigh and put my violin down, as the plodding of footsteps heads to the other room and the door slams. I walk towards the door and open it, peeking outside. No one else seems to be out, so I head for what seems to be the kitchen. Some people are there, and I grab an apple, assuming it isn't poisoness, and walk back to my room.
While heading through the hallway, a couple of older kids bump into me.
"Shrimp," one mutters as they walk by.
I roll my eyes and walk past. Even though some of us grew up in the same orphange, our personalites haven't changed much.
(February 1, 2017 - 9:27 pm)
Foxie~
I look up. Nobody has noticed the broken camera yet. Come on hurry up! A repair man needs to come for my plan to work! I'll need to knock him out somehow, preferably without him seeing me, and grab his keycard. Then maybe I can escape and get back home.
I miss earth. I want to go and live with those animals outside, they were so friendly, and these people here are not.
**Time skip**
Someone comes and starts working on the mirror, his card is around his neck. Well, I guess this is going to be hard. I wish I could use my keycard, but the only things it has access too are my room, and the bathroom. Here it goes, it's now or never.
(February 2, 2017 - 7:36 am)
Name: Change Soing
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Power: Able to create illusions. Draws straight from his energy, and in very large amounts. Can also enchant weapons, but it makes him fall into a coma for 1 month.
Appearance: Average length golden red hair. Golden eyes. 6 ft tall.
Personality: Calm and strong. He is also a very good strategist and warrior.
Other: He is a partial paficist
(February 2, 2017 - 9:14 am)