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X-Men: The New Era

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In through your nose, out through your mouth. In through your nose, out through your mouth Sally jogged around the track over and over, her music blaring in her ears and keeping her motivated. Her lungs burned. Her legs burned. God it felt good. Her skin was covered in a sheen of sweat, and loose strands of her hair stuck to her face. Behind her, her braid bounced back and forth. The sun had started coming up over the horizon. Today was going to be a good day. It just felt like it. She didn't know why, but it just felt like it. Suddenly stopping, Sally looked at the rising sun, her chest heaving. A cough pushed its way out from her chest, and she closed her eyes, turning her face skyward. Bringing it back down, she opened her eyes again and looked over towards the institute. Yep, she was done for this morning. Pulling her phone from the waistband of her shorts, Sally checked the time. 7:35. She had been out there for nearly an hour. Long enough.

With another cough, Sally started her trek back to the institute. As she walked, she thought about what she would do today. Perhaps go for a swim? Maybe go play around in the Danger Room? She didn't know, but she'd figure it out. There was lots to do here so…
She was so into her thoughts, that she had reached the building before she knew it, and walked inside, a little dance in her step now. Her feet carried her to her dorm, where she snatched up a few dollars from her wallet and tucked those too, into the waistband of her shorts. Turning, she left her room and dance-walked down the halls toward the cafeteria. Her mind flashed to Gunnar for a moment, remembering that she owed him a coffee date. Sally smiled and shook her head. Not right now. I'm not presentable enough for that.

With her mind all over the place, and her music playing, she seemed to be getting places rather quick. At least, that's how it felt, because she walked through the cafeteria doors moments later. With that dance still in her step, Sally made her way over to the fridge, her eyes scanning over the drinks available inside. There was someone in the way though, mopping up the area in front of the fridge. Curious. Without stopping, she continued her path, the person finishing just as she got there. Sally pulled one of her buds out, dropping it.

“Be careful there,” the man said to her, motioning to the freshly mopped area. Sally met the man's warm brown eyes. “Guy came in chugging drinks like he hadn't had one in weeks. Made a mess everywhere.” He shook his head as he walked off. Sally just smiled and looked back to the fridge. Her smile grew when she saw what she was looking for. Opening the door, she snatched an energy drink, then released the handle, letting the door shut on its own. She put the bud back in her ear, took the money from her waistband, and set it on the counter.

”Just keep the change,” she said with a smile as she turned and dance-walked her way back out of the cafeteria. Sally cracked open the can, and took a long, satisfying drink, signing after she pulled the can away from her lips. ”Because when I arrive, I-I'll bring the fire. Make you come alive. I can take you higher… Let it rock, let it rock, let it rock,” She sang as she walked through the halls, heading back to her dorm. Yeah, it was time to go relax at the pool. That thing she wanted to do yesterday, but didn't get to. With another long drink, Sally suddenly wondered where everyone was, and what they were doing. Guess she'd see them when she saw them.

Crestwood Hollow - A Superhuman Roleplay

Mmkay, updated Ivy's CS

Crestwood Hollow - A Superhuman Roleplay

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_______________________________________________ Ivy Marie Harper _______________________________________________ 17 |♀ | Heterosexual _______________________________________________ Physical Profile ___________________________________ [+] //Basics: • Height | 5’4” • Weight | 120 lbs. • Ethnicity | Ivory • Hair Colour | Ginger • Eye Colour | Forest Green //Piercings/Tattoos/Scars: • None Abilities, Skills and Resources ___________________________________ [+] //Abiliites: • Hyperhuman Ability | Ivy has the ability to restore biotic organisms to optimal health. This means that she can heal damaged or withered organisms, wounds, broken bones, low vitality, and diseases/poisoning. However, the afflicted must be alive, even if just barely, for her ability to work. If the afflicted is, or has died, it would transcend healing and require resurrection. • Limitation(s) | There are several limitations to Ivy’s ability. Though she can heal others relatively quick, when it comes to healing herself, it takes a little more time. Though it is possible. In order for her ability to work, she has to have some sort of physical contact with the afflicted. She cannot heal someone that has died. • Weakness(es) | Any wound/damage she heals from others, transfers into/onto her. //Skills: • Cooking | Having parents who worked constantly, Ivy's grandmother taught her how to cook. She can make quick easy things, as well as harder, more time consuming things. Ivy also love to bake. As a girl with a constant sweet tooth, she can make cakes, pies, cookie and the like. //Paraphenalia: • Cell Phone | A Samsung Galaxy 7

Appearance Details ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ Ivy stands at roughly 5'4" and weighs 120 lbs. Her skin is the color of Ivory, sprinkled with a healthy dose of freckles. Her eyes are a forest green with random nrown spots in them, and her hair is a natural ginger, falling to her mid back. She has a bit of a pear shaped figure, small feet (a size 6 in womens), and has a healthy muscle mass for her size. Her nose is narrow, but fits her heart shaped face perfectly. Character Synopsis ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ Ivy practically grew up in Crestwood, her family having moved there when she was 3 or 4. Her mother, Irene, worked long hours at the hospital as an OR Nurse. Her father, Logan, was a firefighter, also working long hours. Needles to say, her grandmother, Joan, watched after her most of the time. Teaching her how to cook, how to sew, helping her with her homework. The woman was practically a second mother to Ivy. Despite that, she often felt alone, having no siblings and no friends. At least, not until she met Noah, the boy that lived next door to them. The pair quickly became inseparable, and we're hardly ever seen apart. They could always be found playing in the rain, running around the yard, or just about anything kids did. Unfortunately, their fun didn't last. The pair slowly started to drift apart. Increasingly so, when Ivy discovered she wasn't quite as normal as she thought she was. Around the time Ivy was in middle school, Ivy discovered that she had the ability to heal wounds. It happened, when her grandmother had gotten into a nearly fatal car accident on her way home from the store. A younger man had swerved to avoid hitting a cat that had ran into the middke of the road, and ended up hitting Joan head on. She had spent months in the hospital, Ivy visiting her everyday she could. On one such day, Ivy had been sitting beside her grandmother, holding her hand while she slept. Her eyes kept glancing at a particularly bad bruise around her eye. It was terribly dark, and when her eyes were open, the white, was red. Eventually, Ivy’s eyes rested on the bruise, thinking, wishing it would go away. Seconds later, Ivy felt a sharp pain in her eye. She reached her hand up to touch around it, but immediately pulled her hand back. It was extremely sensitive to the touch. When she looked back at her grandmother, she noticed that the bruise was slowly disappearing. In disbelief, Ivy looked closer, and sure enough, it continued to fade. But the pain in her own eye got worse. She immediately released her grandmother's hand and raced to the bathroom, examining herself in the mirror. Sure enough, her own eye was bruised, while her grandmother's was nearly gone. Of course, questions rose at home and school, and unable to lie, Ivy told people what had happened. Some of them thought she was full of shit and asked if her dad had beat her, while others left her company completely, knowing what she told them was true. It was out now. She was one of the Hypers, and she lost friends left and right. Until one particular day after school. Ivy had been in a sour mood, having been sick of the kids at school. People she had been friends with for years, suddenly just decide to abandon her because she has some special ability. They were acting as if she never existed now. She was out for a walk, when a dog crossed paths with her. At first, she was cautious of him. He was beautiful, no doubt, but a strange nonetheless. When she realized he was as friendly as could be, and didn't seem to have a home (As he always seemed to come and visit her), she named him Shadow, for his dark fur. Day after day, the dog would come sit with her, or walk with her, and she would talk to him as if he were a human. She began smiling more and dismissing the way things at school went, something easier said than done. Nearly out of high school, a new program came along. The Hyperhuman Social Conscience Program. It was mostly out of curiosity that she decided to join. Ivy was skeptical that there was anyone that would/could help people like her, but she joined anyways, filled with the slightest bit of hope. Personality ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ Ivy is normally a quiet, reserved individual around people that she doesn't know. However, around those that she does know, she is lively and spunky. She loves to laugh and let loose when appropriate, and loves a cheesey joke as much as the next person. Ivy hates confrontation, but will try her best to handle things in a peaceful manner before resorting to any violence. Despite that, she's the sort of person that always tries to find the good in everyone, even when they've given her reason after reason to believe there Jan any. Miscellaneous ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ Any other information or notes you wish to add or find relevant.

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Little of This, Little of That

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I actually have done a couple. I'm not the best at playing a guy, but they're not terrible!

I welcomes the opportunity to play them though

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X-Men: The New Era

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Sally had fallen asleep while she had been in the middle of her homework. Her calculus book was open, draped over her stomach. Papers were laid about, and her glasses sat crooked on her face. Her hand suddenly twitched, and the pencil between her fingers fell to the floor.

It was just her and Isaac. Sally looked around, searching for anyone to help her. There was no one. Absolutely no one. Everyone had gone, and there wasn’t even anyone in the distance. Swallowing hard, she looked back to Isaac. His face was twisted in pure rage. “Take it easy, Isaac,” she tried reasoning with him. He wasn't seeing any sort of reasoning. All he saw, was red, and Sally was in it.

With a cry of power, Isaac lunged at Sally. His fist connected with her face, and Sally cried out in pain. Her body jerked and twisted, and she hit the ground with enough force to knock her unconscious for a second. She felt herself being grabbed by her shoulder and roughly turned over. Still dazed, Sally saw that Isaac was standing over her. “No,” she cried out as she raised her hands in a pathetic attempt to try to block his hits.

The pencil that had fallen to the floor, and her glasses, began to slowly rise in the air. Her calculus book soon followed.

Isaac then began to rain down his anger upon her. Punches. Kicks. He even grabbed her head and slammed it down onto the ground. Hit after hit Sally suffered, until he suddenly stopped. He glared down at her bloody and beaten form, anger flashing in his eyes. Sally forced herself to turn over onto her stomach, a feat that was harder than she had imagined. She grabbed a fistful of grass, using it to try and help her move away from Isaac. A pained, choked sob escaped her bloody lips when she felt him grab a handful of her hair.

Sally slowly started to raise off of her bed, joining the several other objects that had begun to levitate. Her head, arms, and legs dangled lifelessly as she continued to rise into the air. Firey red hair seemed to sway slowly, looking as if it were underwater.

”You should have stayed out of it you dumb fucking cunt.” An evil grin crossed Isaac’s lips, then slowly turned into a snarl, baring his teeth. Before Sally could say anything, Isaac slammed her face into the ground, then pulled her head back. He slammed it down again, and again. Her blood started to stain the grass, and she felt unconsciousness creeping up on her.

Her eyes snapped open, pupils so dilated, that her iris’ couldn't be seen. She stared at the wall, upside down, her gaze unfocused. And then, within seconds, she woke up. Immediately, her pupils shrank until they were normal again. Then, Sally and the objects that were in the air with her, all fell. She hit the bed, grunting as she did, and laid there for a moment. Her glasses hit the floor. One of her books hit the floor. The other hit the edge of her bed, and tumbled over. That weird feeling that had swarmed throughout her body when she attacked Isaac earlier in the day, had started to dissipate.

Even in her sleep.

Even when she slept, it was doing things she was unaware of.

Crestwood Hollow: The Interest Check

Went ahead and finished mine up as well :)

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_______________________________________________ Ivy Marie Harper _______________________________________________ 17 |♀ | straight _______________________________________________ Physical Profile ___________________________________ [+] //Basics: • Height | 5’4” • Weight | 120 lbs. • Ethnicity | Ivory • Hair Colour | Ginger • Eye Colour | Forest Green //Piercings/Tattoos/Scars: • None Abilities, Skills and Resources ___________________________________ [+] //Abiliites: • Hyperhuman Ability | Ivy has the ability to restore biotic organisms to optimal health. This means that she can heal damaged or withered organisms, wounds, broken bones, low vitality, and diseases/poisoning. However, the afflicted must be alive, even if just barely, for her ability to work. If the afflicted is, or has died, it would transcend healing and require resurrection. • Limitation(s) | There are several limitations to Ivy’s ability. She can only heal others, not herself. In order for her ability to work, she has to have some sort of physical contact with the afflicted. She cannot heal someone that has died. • Weakness(es) | Any wound/damage she heals from others, transfer into/onto her. //Skills: • Skill 1 | Description //Paraphenalia: • Cell Phone | A Samsung Galaxy 7 touchscreen

Appearance Details ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ Ivy stands at roughly 5'4" and weighs 120 lbs. Her skin is the color of Ivory, sprinkled with a healthy dose of freckles. Her eyes are a forest green with random nrown spots in them, and her hair is a natural ginger, falling to her mid back. She has a bit of a pear shaped figure, small feet (a size 6 in womens), and has a healthy muscle mass for her size. Her nose is narrow, but fits her heart shaped far perfectly. Character Synopsis ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ Ivy was born and raised in Houston, TX, and although she loved the quick paced city life, she never really felt like that was where she belonged. Her mother, Tina, worked in the hospital as a maternity nurse, while her father, Roger, was a firefighter. She was an only child, though had always wanted a sibling. When she was 10, they moved to Crestwood Hollow, NH to live closer to her grandmother, who had been in a near fatal car accident. This was around the time she discovered her ability. Ivy had been sitting with her grandmother, holding the older womans hand while she slept. She kept looking at a particularly nasty bruise on her eye. And then, she started to feel a slight pain in her own. Ivy then noticed that her grandmother's bruise slowly started to disappear. The more it disappeared, the more her own eye hurt. Ivy quickly released her grandmothers hand, just before the bruise disappeared completely, and she brought her hand up to her own eye. It was swollen and very tender. Concerned, she jumped up and ran tooth bathroom, looking in the mirror. Sure enough, her eye and the surrounding area was horribly bruised. After discovering this, an informed her parents, though they all kept it their own secret. As she got older, nearly out of high school, a new program came along. The Hyperhuman Social Conscience Program. It was mostly out of curiosity that she decided to join. Ivy was skeptical that there was anyone that would/could help people like her, but she joined anyways, filled with the slightest bit of hope. Personality ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ Ivy is normally a quiet, reserved individual around people that she doesn't know. However, around those that she does know, she is lively and spunky. She loves to laugh and let loose when appropriate, and loves a cheesey joke as much as the next person. Ivy hates confrontation, but will try her best to handle things in a peaceful manner before resorting to any violence. Despite that, she's the sort of person that always tries to find the good in everyone, even when they've given her reason after reason to believe there Jan any. Miscellaneous ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ Any other information or notes you wish to add or find relevant.