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Come on guys! Let's keep the story going!
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Name: Larkin Northrule
Age (middle-school age please): 13 (8th grade)
Gender: female
Appearance: Bouncy, blond, corkscrew curls that reach to her shoulder-blades. Soft, hazel eyes.
Personality: Very quiet, often subject to teasing. Enjoys art, and can draw very good pen-and-ink sketches of wildlife.
"Gifts" or powers of any type: Has perfect pitch, and can sing music; pen-and-ink sketching.
Got to go, sorry Rosebud. If anyone would like to be Larkin's partner, just write her in. 🙂
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Can I join? This sounds really interesting.
Name: Phoenix
Age: 13
Gender: female
Appearance: Dark, wavey brown hair that falls down her back. She never ever ties it up in a ponytail. She has hazel eyes and is tall for her age. Normally, she wears clothes that look like she found them at a thrift shop or made them herself, which she probably did. Right now she's wearing patched blue jeans and a purple and red t-shirt with the name of some Korean band written on it (even though she doesn't know one word in Korean). Over that she wears a black jean jacket, and for shoes she wears heavy-duty hiking boots, of good quality even though she dug them out of a dumpster.
Personality: a great leader, although she HATES leading. Artistic and friendly, although shy in a new environment. Smart in history class, science class, and language arts, although she hates math. She has a very pretty voice, but she never sings if she knows other people can hear her. She writes songs and short stories, but she never shares those, either. She loves animals and nature. She comes from a foster home, and lacks any money, hense her tendency to buy things second hand or go sorting through trash. A great friend if you can get close to her.
"Gifts" or powers of any type: she can fly without the need for wings or man made items.
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Name: Tyberious Firestone
Age (middle-school age please): 12
Gender: M
Appearance: Has snowy white hair that covers one bloodred eye and has a dark grey hoodie that he wears often
Personality: Guarded, kind once ya get to kno him, sweet, strong, smart (may add flirty when with crush but im bad at that sooooo if i do it'll be pretty bad)
"Gifts" or powers of any type: Firepower
OK so ima update it on who will be his crush when I have decided ok?
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Can I be Mark?
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You can be John (see next post).
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Name: Isabella RomaveAge (middle-school age please): 12Gender: femaleAppearance: Blond hair, blue eyes, orange hoodie, and brown torn shorts. beneath the hoodie is an torn orange shirtPersonality: kind shy and trustworthy"Gifts" or powers of any type: Can control water and has cat powers but hides her cat ears and cat tail with a hoodie
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Im going to be Mark, the character mentioned above, as well. I thought this could take place in a normal world with underlying magical elements that some are aware of and some aren't.
Name: Mark Fledge
Age: 13
Gender: Male
Appearence: Tall with tousled dark brown hair, pale brown eyes, and skin the color of Dove milk chocolates 🙂
Personality: Slightly condescending, sarcastic and even rude at times. Enjoys goofing around with his friends.
Gifts or powers: Mark has a sort of sixth sense that alerts him of danger mere seconds before the disaster. When there is impending danger, he gets a prickling feeling on the back of his neck.
Other: Mark is a Galaxy Defender (by force, not by choice) which is, as he says, a fancy name for a group of weirdo freaks like me who keep the ignorant world shielded from so-called dangerous magic. His father, who also has magical abilities, is founder and commander, so naturally Mark was forced into it.
Mark~
We pack our backpacks for this dumb field trip in the gym. Beside me, John, Terrance, and the rest of the guys crack goofy jokes and throw "safety supplies" around the room. I catch John's eye as he snickers over the mini first aid pack.
"What do they think's gonna happen to us? An attack by a rabid Cardinal?" I ask, holding up my hands and narrowing my eyes.
"I am the evil red bird, and I am going to eat you! Rahhh!" I demonstrate.
"Fledge! Piffner! Stop playing around and listen UP!" Coach Grant commands from the center of the gym, "everyone head outside to be separated into teams. You do NOT leave your teammate alone unless they are injured and you are getting help."
"Ha!" John scoffs, making his voice ridiculously high, "help! I stepped on a thorn! Someone call nine one one!" Shoving him against the wall, I make a face.
"The rabid Cardinal is going to destroy you!!!"
"In your dreams, Fledge!" John replies, pushing me hard in the chest. I start to push back, but then I feel an all-to-familiar tingling on the back of my neck. Danger? In Camden Middle? No way!
I tell myself. But I still feel uneasy. Half heartedly, I continue joking around with my best friend until…
"Ellie and Mark, your a team."
"Uhh!" I groan. John looks at me sypathetically.
"Better take out baby-seventh-grader with your awesome rabid Cardinal powers so you can come join me and Terrance."
As everyone boards the bus, I feel that tingling again, like an itching mosquito bite. Danger is near, but how near, exactly? Stupid freak powers!
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Sorry about my tendency to have two charries. ????, you can have Mark if you still want him, or one of his buddies.
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Name: Celia Williams
Age: 13Gender: FemaleAppearance: Long black wavy hair,blue-gray eyes, pale skin, a serious exspression. Usually wears knee-length skirts.Personality: Quiet, shy, smart, very imaginative, likes to write. Celia found she had control over the wind(she doesn't know to what extent) about six months ago. She's practicing them since and trying to find out more about them, like whether others have powers like her and stuff like that."Gifts" of powers: Immortality(is that okay?) and wind powers.Celia~I sit across from my partner, Larkin, staring at the floor, thinking. When I look up,she catches my eye and smiles at me. I flash a quick smile back, then pull my notebook out of my backpack and start working on my story. But my thoughts keep drifting off to magic, my magic to be more specific. I had actually managed to float on the wind yesterday for a little while! It seemed like I kept discovering new things I could do each day. I dragged my mind back to my story, but I couldn't focus. I glanced around the bus and saw Ellie Violyn sitting across from Mark Fledge, turned away, her face pressed against the widow. I smiled in sympathy. Poor Ellie. Then my eyes wandered over to Mark, and I realized he was watching me. The moment he saw me looking, however, he glanced away.-
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I sit next to my partner on the bus that smells of misery. We don not talk to each other, for she is an eight grader, and it is an unspoken rule that a lowly seventh grader like me could never talk to a sporty, popular, pretty eight grade girl like her. I think her name was Fall, or something like that. So instead I stare at the seat in front of, torn and covered in graffiti that has somehow managed to evade the cleaning crews that have scoured this bus over the centuries. I read names long forgotten, and listen to the voices of the rowdy boys around me. They're talking about rabid cardinals. Figures.
Suddenly, I feel the bus stop and Coach say "We're here!"
I look outside to see that dark wilderness surrounds us.
This is my kind of field trip.
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~Abi
I am nearly bouncing of the walls with excitement! A HIKE! HOW AWESOME IS THIS?! Answer: SUPER AWESOME!!! My team member, a 8th grade guy who is definetly not as phyced as I am. Finally, we reach our destination. The sun streams down on our faces and I pump my fist, "YES!"p9
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Pheonix~
So far, the hike has been fun. I managed to steal a disposable camera (like the ones from the 80's. Who still uses those?) from an eight grader and am now using it to take pictures of the scenery. Yes, I know it's wrong to steal, but I only stole it because he was being a jerk to me about how I'm a foster kid. Anyways, he wasn't using it. I also snagged an extra pack of film, so I'll be able to use the camera more than once. As we walk into the forest, the trees around us grow closer together, and soon enough we are all walking single-file along a dusty trail. I see a boy- I think his name's Tyber Flamerock or something?- looking at me funny, but I'm not sure why. Probably about my clothes. But, before I can snap at him about judging a book by it's cover, the ground starts to shake. Everyone is knocked to the ground except me, because I can fly. I only hover a little bit, though, so no one can notice. But soon, a tree falls and hits me in the head and I black out.
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I wake to see the Tyber guy standing above me, and a few others.
"Where are the teachers?" I ask in a weak voice.
"Something strange happened to them."
"Oh, please, please, please don't tell me they were attacked by a rabid cardinal."
"No," Says a voice in the back, "Somehting much worse happened to them."
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~Abi
The force knocks me back, and I see that the only one standing is a girl, Pheonix, I think. the tree is falling, but before I can get the words out of my mouth, it knocks her in the head. I hear a rustling behind me and turn to look. A bear looms over me, and it attacks.