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TNT - The Nameless Tavern. (Always Open)

@Dark Light

Aahhh... clever, clever ;)

TNT - The Nameless Tavern. (Always Open)

@Dark Light

So that's why they're all melting and exploding? *raises eyebrow*

STASIS

Delilah's eyes shot in the doctors direction when he asked what the man looked like. Turning her head to face him, she closed her eyes and just barely shook her head as she tried to picture him in her head. Something she really didn't want to do. "He uh... He's real tall and always has on these black clothes," she explained as she used her hands to try and help her, motioning to her own body as if it were his. "This black hooded cloak. He's a gross pale grey color and his eyes are... They're white, like someone who's blind."

Her brown furrowed as an continued to try and remember. "He has horrible yellowed teeth, and one of his hands was..." She trailed off and opens her eyes, lifting her right hand. "It was just bones. No skin, no blood... just bones." Delilah stared at her hand a moment longer before meeting the doctors intense gaze.

"Who is this guy?" Her voice broke a bit at the last word, and she quickly brought her hand up, covering her mouth.

X-Men: The New Era

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If there was one thing Sally noticed, it was that there were quite a few good looking people at this school. Girls and guys alike. Hell, even some of the teachers were attractive. Sally pushed the thoughts to the back of her head and grinning internally, shook her head. "Easy girl," she thought to herself. Though most of them seemed to have rather friendly attitudes and personalities, others seemed distant or a bit arrogant. That wouldn't dissuade her though. Some people just take a little longer to crack than others.

Uná though, was not one of the harder ones to crack. In fact, the girl seemed to go from zero to a million in .1 seconds. The sudden onslaught of questions coming her, and Khloe's way shocked her for a moment. Sally stood still as a statue, her eyes wide. She blinked quick a few times before her shocked expression eased into one of amusement, and a smile spread across her lips. "Well uh," she began as she cleared her throat, "I'm from a small town in Texas, I'm 18, I am single, I don't do Parkour, and I'm terrible at calculus." Sally paused for a moment and tilted her head a bit, her brow furrowing. "In fact, I'm bad at anything that involves numbers and letters together."

"And as for my power..." Sally grinned and looked around for something small. When she didn't see anything in the immediate area, her face lit up in realization. Reaching up, she took the sunglasses from her head and held them in her hand. Seconds later, they began to rise up off of her hand, floating in the air. "I'm a telekinetic." Sally had never really been ashamed of her ability. It was more or less kept a secret because it wasn't normal. Not around normal people anyways. But around these guys, who all had their own special ability, there was nothing to be afraid of. So, she proudly showed it.

After a moment she chuckled and let the glasses drop back into her hand, then placed them back on top of her head. Shrugging, she looked at everyone else individually, stopping at Nik when he mentioned a bit of what his ability was. Sally furrowed her brows in thought for a moment, crossing her arms over her chest. "Fire? Explosives? Something along those lines?"

STASIS

Delilah only half listened as Philips spoke about her frontal lobe. It could be true, what he was saying. She really wasn't sure. Being a surgeon, she didnt deal with the patients much after their surgeries. It still struck her as unusual. Delilah stared down at her blanket, zoning out, deep in thought whennshe sensed Philips beside her, moving. She focused and turned her head, giving the man her full attention now.

"No," she began with an almost sarcastic chuckle, shaking her head, "no none of that. I don't think. I've never had relationships go that bad for me before. My family is a little crazy, but not abusive. I don't think anyone at work hates me. Not enough to haunt my goddamn dreams like that." Delilah laughed dryly and looked Philips in his eyes. "Is this a new aged Freddy Kreuger," she asked in humored sarcasm.

A bunch of requests/ideas/stories for F

I'd be down to try the cyberpunk idea you got going.

Never done that genre before, but sounds fun :)

STASIS

When the doctor had touched her arm, Delilah, in her mind, still thought there were spiders on her. She even swiped at his hands, shortly realizing what they really were when she actually touched them. Her blue eyes stared fearfully into his, while her chest heaved from her quick erratic breathing. She groaned and covered her face with her hands again. Night terrors? A sarcastic chuckle escaped her and she uncovered her face, pushing herself into an upright position.

"No. No, I don't know." Delilah closed her eyes and choked out a soft sob. She rested her elbow on her thigh, then put her forehead in her hand. "I'm losing my mind." She was silent for a moment, thinking. "I keep having these dreams about... there's always this man I see. And everytime I see him, something fucked up happens. I was chased by dead people. There were spiders all over me." The more she thought, the more she figured there was more wrong with her than what they had told her. To be having such crazy, lucid dreams like that? To keep seeing the same man Every time?

TNT - The Nameless Tavern. (Always Open)

Evelyn continued to stare at the werewolf while the pink haired woman spoke in her ear. It went chills down her spine. When she felt the restraints fall free from her wrists, an exhaled a slow breath of relief and closed her eyes for a moment. When she turned back around, she watched the woman speaking about the destruction that had gone on within the last half an hour. She promised that it was only the beginning. Why? What was really going on?

And then, something off began to happen. The woman started... melting? Moments later, she was gone. Evelyn stared at where the woman had been in disgust before all hell broke loose... yet again. First, something happened to the werewolf, and it's sudden howl of pain startle her. Gasping, an turned and looked at it. He seemed to be struggling, in pain. And then explosion and guns began going off. One particular explosion was close enough, that the blast wave was strong enough to lift her off the ground and throw her several feet.

Evelyn hit the ground so hard, it knocked her out, a small pool of blood gathering just under her head.

Blood On The Bayou

C H L O E B L A K E

_______________________________________________ Chloe Marie Blake _______________________________________________ 27 | ♀ | Caucasian _______________________________________________ Bartender | Heterosexual | Single _______________________________________________ Pscyhological Profile ___________________________________ [+] //Likes: • Whiskey and Coke, animals, cheesecake, cool people, Chinese food, cartoons //Dislikes: • Beer, bugs, Brussel sprouts, Rude People, westerns //Fears: • Big bodies of water, Heights, Total Darkness Resources ___________________________________ [+] //Skills: • Cooking, Mixing drinks //Paraphenalia: • Cell phone

Appearance Details ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ Chloe stands at roughly 5'6" and weighs around 130 lbs. She's slim, with an athletic build, and an hourglass shape. Her hair is naturally blonde but she had it colored. Her eyes are a dark forest green with specks of brown sprinkled in them. Complexion is that of a porcelain doll. Chloe has a 4 inch scar on her forearm due to being cut with a tequila bottle . She has a cherry blossom branch tattoed all down her back, a kitty oaw print on the back kf her neck, and an astrological symbol (taurus) on the inside of her wrist. Both of her ears are pierced. Character Synopsis ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ Chloe was born to a single mother in the outskirts of a small town. Her father, whom She never knew, had left before her mother was even in her second trimester. After she was born, her mother did everything She she could to make sure that she had a good childhood. Chloe made lots of friends as she grew older, something that's not hard to do in a small town. These friends remained the same all through school, and up into high school. When she got older though, she wanted more. Wanted to see more. To be more. To learn more. So, not long after she graduated,she moved to the city. There, she became a bartender. She had always been a people person, so it worked well for her. Plus, the money was pretty good. Sure, she got hit on alot, and people liked to try to dump their problems on her, or use her as a therapist, but she didn't mind. To her, if she helped someone just a tiny bit, then she felt better about the day. Personality ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ She's easy going and loves to laugh and let loose. She's spunky, flirty, and sarcastic. Chloe is the kind of girl that is, and always has been, easy to get along with. She's not super shy, but has her moments. Chloe hates confrontation and arguments, but has no problem letting someone know whether they're wrong or being an ass. Relationships ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ Relevant relationships will go here. Miscellaneous ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ N/A

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Yeah... hopefully that's good enough. I had to have help with it, but here it is.

TNT - The Nameless Tavern. (Always Open)

Good God this was insane! The new guy was running faster than she had ever seen anyone run, with the strength of... She didn't even know. He was tossing soldiers around left and right as if they were just sticks. It was hard to keep an eye on him, but when he started charging towards the aircraft, Evelyn's eyes widened. She side stepped several steps and hunched her soldiers again, tending. Humans and guns, she knew how to deal with. Whatever this was... she was at a loss.

There was a werewolf standing not too far from her, and her heart was pounding. She stated at it, keeping eye contact with it. Every inch of her screamed at her to run. There was something that stopped her though. Maybe it was the fact that tho tho hadnt attacked her yet. Maybe it was the new sound she heard coming from the wrecked aircraft. The sound of armor against metal. Evelyn kept her eyes on the werewolf until she heard a feminine voice. Carefully glancing back, she did a double take. It was a woman with pink hair. She came off as arrogant, and Evelyn didn't like her already.

Was she offering to remove the cuffs from her? Why would she do That? Evelyn stared at the woman for a moment, her brows furrowed in confusion. She swallowed hard and took a deep breath. Holding her head up, she glanced at the werewolf, praying to God that it didn't attack her when she moved. Without waiting much longer, she started walking towards the pink haired woman. Evelyn remained alert and cautious, both of the woman and the werewolf.

As she approached the woman, she narrowed her eyes a bit, before finally turning around and facing the werewolf again. "Please don't attack me, please don't attack me," an thought to herself as she blinked slowly, hold on her arms out to the woman behind her.