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Name: Gemma Porkipsi
Age: 17 Sex: Female Appearance: Long, straight, very blond hair. beautiful eyes with a small nose and big cheeks with a very big, bright smile. kind of short and thin but still has lots of curves. Her usual wear is skinny jeans with a colourful, fashionable top and slouchy stiletto boots. ALWAYS has her nails done and you never see her without her hair or makeup done either. you probably also wont catch her without at least on designer item on her. Personality: although, without getting to know her, people will assume she is a snob but really she is a very warm hearted person. she tries her best not to judge anyone and be nice to everyone but alot of the time, her efforts arent appreciated. she never bursts out in anger and always keeps her cool but if you get on her nerves she is very witty and will get you with a quick comeback. but she cannot stand being mean, she is a big pushover. lets people walk all over her. although, she is very confident and tries her best to always look high spirited and optimistic, inside she can be very sad and self loathing and most of all, lonely. she doesnt always dress herself up because she feels she needs to look good, but because she likes doing it and is good at it. she is a very artistic being. Background: when she was younger, she was an akward kid and very weird, so she knows what its like to be picked on. this is how she learnt to be so nice. she has always been very unique, VERY artistic in about everything except writing, and has always been somewhat of a bookworm. Powers: shape shifting, telekenises (this includes moving things and reading minds) Gemma was late for class, as always. She runs into the school but her heels were clicking so loud she must have made somewhat of a racket. she was looking down at her phone at a text she had gotten from a close friend on the other side of the city when she ran into something and fell. she looked up to find it was the vice principle of the school. after being asked why she was late, spilling out a very unoriginal excuse and then being hounded about arriving on timing and being told to get to class, Gemma went to her locker. of course, the lock was already unlocked by the time she had gotten there. she opened it up and took out her books and was about to run off to her first class of the day when she remembered something. she stopped, took out a picture of her beloved black, chow chow/ sharpei X from her jeans pocket, kissed the picture, stuck it up on the inside of her locker, slammed the door, and then blotted to class. |
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Name: Professor Evans Age: 32 Sex: Male Appearance: ![]() Personality: Intelligent, boring although easily humoured. Background: Since Evans was young, he was quite fascinated in his powers. He was an intellectual boy, and worked up the odds that it couldn't be possible that he was the only human on the planet with these extraordinary geans. He did study for many degrees over the years, mainly for inparticular subjects available in the Biology area, as to give him more understanding of those with abilities. When he had left University, his search for others with abilities became more than a hobby, although he was confused as to just how, if they abilities like him, that none have been shown on the media? On the internet, YouTube? During his searches he found a few humans who had extraordinary telents. When his searches became noticeable by the Government, he was informed of the Underground school and given a position of teaching there. He agreed, and is now a professor at academy. Powers: Telekinesis, Power Negation. ---------- *Edit* Mimi, telekinesis means to move something with your mind. I saw how you also stated that you had telepathy on top of that, with shapeshifting. That's three powers. I recall seeing the character sheet stating you had two. ^^
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haha, my first RP in here X3 you mind if I join?
Name:Lucien Kildheirt Age: 13 Sex:male Appearance:he has bright blue eyes, long dark blue hair with a golden hairclip to keep the long hairs to the side. He is pale and wears a large sweaters that covers half of his body. the sweater color changes depending on Lucien's mood, but mainly wear yellow. He wears baggy UFO pants with alot of zippers and pockets and in each pocket, he keeps something inside it just in case. He doesn't wear shoes, and he walks with his barefoot. Personality:kind of a shy one. not really open to people.but once you know him, he will really trust and rely on you. Background:Lucien was born and raised in a rich family and he spent most of his life studying, but once he told his parents his true feelings about how he wanted to play outside just like other kids, they kicked him out and disowned him as a son. Powers: transformation (into any mammal), telepathy (only with mammals) Lucien sat in the middle of Professor Evan's class getting ready to learn. although he looks like he's ten, he was really knowledgable, so he was in somewhat of higher class then he is supposed to be. Lucien looked at the black crows sitting at the window sill cawing in somewhat of a questioning tone. In Lucien's mind, he asked the crows whats wrong, and the crows stated that they were hungry. "Well...can't do anything about that..." he told them in a sorry tone. then the crows flew off. edit: oh...should I change Lucien's power?
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OOC : That statement was directed to Mimi.
Your character sheet looks valid, although I prefer the word 'animorphing', when you're character can shapeshift into mammals. !
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Name: Derek Jones
Age: 16 Sex: Male Appearance: Brown hair and a pretty square face. His eyes are brown and his eyebrows are pretty big. His nose is somewhat crooked. He's usually seen smiling. Personality: Intelligent and usually nice. When agitated he might loose his temper though. Likes reading books and has fencing as a hobby. He has a snake phobia. Background: Grew up in a mansion at the edge of town. His father is a rich business man and his mother is a rich business woman. He discovered his powers at a rather young age but didn´t tell anyone since he thought people would think he was weird. His parents had seen him do things like lighting candles with his mind once or twice but they´d just shaken their heads as if they didn´t believe their eyes and then never mentioned it. When the invitation to the school arrived his parents had looked at each other as if they had always known the day would come and told him that he should probably accept. Powers: Can create illusions and control fire. -- Derek looked around irritably. Who had forced him back into his seat? It was probably that boy David. He could control gravity. He sighed. He glanced at Lima who was sitting in the desk behind him. Her straight black hair was touching the desk as she leaned over it. Her small almost black eyes were thoghtfully on the teacher. She looked at him and smiled. They had been talking. And they´d had a pretty good time doing it too until they´d been interupted. He smiled back at her and then turned around to face the teacher. He wished class would be over soon. |
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Professor Evans watched over the class after it had finally settled down, and the eyes of the students were finally on him.
''Now that I've caught your attention.'' Evans glanced over his class. ''Today we'll be continuing our work on the late theoretical studies of evolution.'' Evans began, levitating the stack of jotters on his desk forward, landing them each onto the pupil's desks simultaneously. Turning, the Professor moved towards his desk and sat onto his computer seat, placing his hand onto the mouse. ''Turn to page one-one four in your textbooks. Copy out the 'Key Questions' then remain silent. At the end of this period, we'll be revising the topic.'' Ignoring the whines of his class as he gestured a pile of textbooks to their desks, the Professor activated the lowering mechanism for the projector screen. The screen lowered from the ceiling, and the light projector began to warm up with a couple of bleeps. After it had, a projection of the instructions The Professor had given them were underlined with bullet points on the screen. As the class fell silent and the Professor began to mark exam papers for a higher group in Evolutionary therum studies and set to writing practical lesson reports for those students. Although Evans head rose when he saw his classroom door creak open, seeing a rather breathless Gemma standing at the door. ''Why are you late again, Miss Porkipsi?'' Evans disapprovingly called out across the classroom as the other pupils of the class turned to Gemma, smiling in approval of another of her rebellious, late arrivals. ------ (Hope that's substantial. I didn't really see the point in taking the class to safe kind of 'Danger Room' like in the X-men and teaching you all how to use your powers to harm people. Lmao. )
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Derek saw Gemma come in through the door. He wondered what was going on about that girl that made her late so often. He didn´t really have an answer though so he turned back to his text book and began copying all the questions. These books had amazed him quite a bit during his first year at the school. They dealt with things that were totally unheard of in regular schools like the evolutionary development of what could be called supernatural powers in animals. According to the book, those powers had existed in mankind even since the earliest cultures appeared and maybe even earlier than that. Those people had been treated differently depending on the time. Some cultures revered them as gods. Others saw them as all knowing oracles or just as gifted people. Then of course came the witch hunts, and being a ´unique´ wasn´t such a good thing any more. Today they hid in this school, unbeknownst to the rest of the world. After he finished copying all the questions he leaned back in his chair and started playing with a flame, letting it juggle back and fourth between his hands.
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