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Supers: A Superpower RP

It appeared that Ash did not like the suggestion of speeding their conversation up to get back to the coffee that he had already ordered.
"Not until we're done," hissed Ash, his eyes narrowing as he grabbed Curt's collar, "Not unt-" He paused, looking back at the door, then back at Curt, then the door again. "Stay here and don't get into trouble," Ash let go of his collar and and left the back room. Curtis had no idea what Ash was up to. Something had obviously occurred to shake him up, which is something that is quite out of the ordinary. Ash may be a bit of a hot-head but for the most part he always kept his cool. It was all part of his precious "I couldn't care less/fuck off" persona that he so lovingly created. However his thoughts were interrupted by Ash bursting back into the room.

"Here,"
Suddenly Curtis was holding the latte that he had ordered, and Ash had decided to bring a guest to their little backroom discussion. Crystal, the barista that had taken his order.
"Show us what you can do,"
"You're gonna have to be more specific than that."
"I know you can do something. Yormie wouldn't be int-" Ash was interrupted by his faithful companion making an appearance. Yormie was nice enough, for a reptile. Ash has owned Yormie for quite some time and the serpent was just now warming up to Curtis.
"The stupid snake wouldn't be so curious about you. Spill, what can you do?"
Ash allowed a flame to leap to life in the palm of his hand. Then in some bizarre display Ash formed the flame into some kind of god forsaken hat.
"Now share yours."
Crystal was obviously shocked by Ash's little show. Well....cat's out of the bag. Curtis thought to himself.
"Well, boys. This has been a very eventful evening. Thank you for showing me your magic trick. Unfortunately, I'm not interested in those things, mister magician."

She was trying to leave. Ash had just blown their secret wide open and the only other person that knows was just going to leave without saying anything. Curtis couldn't have that. He focused on the tiles on either side of the door, luckily they were ceramic. He tilted them all slightly upwards. Enough that the door wasn't going to open without a great deal of force, and hopefully no one would notice.
"Crystal. I know its hard to believe, but just listen. Ash and I aren't doing any kind of magicians." Curtis summoned a tile from the ground and had it float just about waist level. He sat his latte upon it. "Ash is convinced that you can do things like we can. Its fine if you can't, heaven knows that Ash has been wrong before, but we now have a problem. You now know what we do. If you are like us then I feel like its common courtesy that you share with us. If you aren't then that's fine too, however either way you aren't leaving until I feel like our secret is safe." Curtis picked his latte back up and slowly lowered the tile back into place, his eyes fixed on Crystal the entire time.

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Curtis noticed Crystal continuing to stand by his table after he placed his order. Before he had any time to ask her if anything was wrong a very familiar face burst into the coffee shop.
"Usual,"
A wave of relief washed over Curtis. By some grace of God Ash had actually come to him! He didn't have to be out at ungodly late hours searching for his brothers. Curtis could actually spend the evening doing what he wanted to do for a change. He could catch up on his reading, or maybe play some xbox (the poor thing had been gathering dust for months). Before he could even decide how to spend his evening Curtis felt a sharp tug at his shirt.
"We're gonna have a conversation."
Curtis was dragged into the back room by his twin brother, who seemed to be more pissed off than usual. With the door slamming behind them Curtis leaned in, wanting to know what was worth causing such a ruckus.
"There are other..."....."I think I found more people that can... Do... things."
Ash opened his hand and allowed a small flame to dance above his palm. Curtis knew what he meant. "Thats impossi-" He caught himself. It wasn't really impossible was it. He and his brother had gotten powers. Who was to say it couldn't happen to others. "Well what exactly do we do? I mean if there are more of us then I feel like everyone should know. This hasn't exactly been the easiest thing to keep hidden, it would be pretty cool to have a group people we could talk to about everything." Curtis already knew how his brother would react. Fly off the handle and say something witty about not needing anyone. Classic Ash. However before he could respond Curtis motioned towards the door behind him. "Could we at least go out into the cafe? I reeeeaaaalllllyyyy want my latte"

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Meanwhile~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

He could sense at least seven. Normally a number like that would cause him to pause, he may be strong but taking on seven supers at once can be daunting for anyone. Well almost anyone. He had become incredibly proficient at what he did. Business was good, and growing in recent times. Furthermore these seven didn't seem like they knew what the hell they were doing. A bunch of no names, fresh from their awakenings. He could get in and get out with none of the other members of The Order being any the wiser. He pulled a map up on his cell phone, trying to match a city where he sensed the seven. "Pavar...". It wasn't too awfully far. He had some other stops to make first, but now he knew where to find them.

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@Remipa Awesome No problem! Thanks for letting us know! I hope that you have a good time at your weekend thingie!

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Curtis sat in his booth eyeing the crowd in the mall. More people were filing in as school let out and he recognized quite a few from faces in the hallway. His people-watching was interrupted by a barista coming from the storeroom carrying a small bag of coffee beans. She shot a small smile his way. She was cute enough, but Curtis was fairly certain that Ash had mentioned being interested in her at some point. Curtis and Ash had one unspoken agreement. Once Ash got a girl in his head Curtis, and the rest of the human race for that matter, had best get out of the way. Curtis wasn't in a hurry though, and allowed her to fill the grinder with beans. Shortly after and another customer entered the cafe, someone Curtis recognized from school. Hank...Harold....Henry....Curtis knew his name started with an H. He approached the counter and ordered a cappuccino, and the barista got to work with his coffee. Before Curtis could even stand to put in his order the second barista working today burst into the cafe and quickly made her way into the back room. After a few moments she reappeared in uniform and approached him.

"Good evening. Are you going to order?" Her efforts to sound normal was futile, because it sounded like she just finished a ten kilometer race. She took deep breaths as she waited for the man's response. Damn. That run was seriously exhausting.

@Winter05

Curtis couldn't help but chuckle at the obviously out of breath girl. "I didn't know being a barista required such physical endurance!" He hoped his joke hadn't actually offended the poor girl, he was in here constantly and she was the regular barista. It was a bad idea to be on the bad side of the person who gives you your fix. Plus he went to the school with the girl. Curtis began racking his brain for names to put with faces. Carolina? No that was the girl who dropped her tray at lunch today. Courtney? Not her either. Crystal! That was it! "Crystal, I would love a hazelnut latte with almond milk. Pretty please?" After putting in his coffee order his gaze returned to the boy who ordered before him. Curtis didn't really have friends but was generally friendly to everyone. He shot the boy a smile and a nod before returning his gaze to the window, still scanning the crowd for any signs of his brother.

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Curtis walked down the stairs at the front of Pavar High, glad that the day was over. Senior year was especially hard, but it was time consuming. He managed to finish his Stats work while not listening to his Anatomy teacher so the evening was his. Well at least partially his. Yet again Ash wasn't in school. This meant the school calling their mother. That meant his mother asking Curtis to find Ash. That meant Curtis searching the town for hours, and all of this most likely repeating itself the next day. Ash could wait though, Curtis had a few extra bucks in his pocket and some iced coffee sounded really good. Plus maybe he would luck out and Ash would be there, if its one thing the twins agreed upon completely its that coffee is a gift from the gods.

Sand Creek Mall is only a fifteen minute walk from the school, ten if you tried hard enough, however Curtis was definitely not trying. He was far too distracted to put any effort into the short journey. Curtis's powers had awakened only two and a half weeks ago, and he hadn't really had a chance to test their limits too much. He knew that he could move rocks, dirt and sand with his mind. If he put a bit more effort into asphalt would even move about under his command. He tried moving metal, but it would only shake in place a bit no matter how hard he tried. Curtis hoped that this power was like a muscle and would improve if he pushed himself, but he honestly had no clue. He knew nothing about this gift he had been given, luckily he was not alone. A few days after learning of his abilities he sheepishly told Ash, better for his brother to find out then to have Ash catch him in the act one day. Shockingly Ash revealed that he too had developed superpowers, the ability to control fire. Curtis reasoned that powers could be hereditary, but yet again this was completely new territory for the him. For all of Ash's shortcomings Curtis truly trusted him, and believed that his secret would be safe with Ash. Curtis wouldn't dream of revealing Ash's secret, so it was only natural that Ash shared the same courtesy. Curtis's thoughts were interrupted as he approached the entrance to the mall. After holding the door for a few elderly women Curtis made a bee-line for the cafe on the edge of the food court. He entered the cafe and took his favorite seat in the booth that sat alongside the window, hoping that he would see Ash skulking around the mall. The barista was nowhere to be seen, presumably in the back getting something. It didn't matter to Curtis. He was just glad to be out of school.

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@22ice22 Looks good to me, move him into the the Characters section.

@Micia Go ahead and submit a CS, and if we like it you're in!

@Gareth If your character is enrolled at Pavar High its safe to say that you may recognize the others from school.

IC has officially begun! If your character is accepted please feel free to start posting!

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@22ice22 Submit your CS and we'll take a look at it!

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@Winter05 Character is accepted!

I am going to re-open this rp to let people join to try and get a couple more people. Looking for the best applicants for these two spots!

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@Viscerous no hard feelings bro!

@Remipa Awesome, @Gareth, and @Marx your characters are accepted! You can copy them to the CS tab.

@Automaton explain your teleportation. How does it work? Distance? How is it balanced?

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Curtis Taylor

Name: Curtis Taylor

Age: 18, Senior

Gender: Male

Appearance:

Power: Earth Manipulation

Personality: Curtis is a very outgoing individual who is constantly making jokes (sometimes at inappropriate moments) in an attempt to make the mood light. That being said he can be serious when the occasion calls for it. Trusting to a fault, Curtis more often than not is an open book to other individuals.

Likes: Oranges, Metal Music, Coffee

Dislikes: Spiders, Hot Weather, Untrustworthy Indiviuals

History: Curtis isn't a Pavar native. He moved to Pavar with his twin brother Ash and their mother at the beginning of their sophomore year. After a particularly nasty divorce their mother was quite eager to leave anything that reminded her of her previous marriage. This in turn has caused her to be distant from her sons, who have channeled this distance into different outlets. Curtis focuses on school and making the most of his last year of high school. Ash has found more creative outlets. Despite the stark difference between the twins they are remarkably close and will still have each other's back (even if it might take a bit of convincing). The two aren't identical twins, and their radically different choices of attire makes it incredibly easy to tell them apart from one another. When not attending classes Curtis can be found enjoying coffee at the cafe located in Sand Creek Mall, or scouring Pavar in search of his brother.

Awakening: The alarm screeching brought an end to Curtis's restless night of sleep. He had went to bed with a terrible headache, and it appeared that he was going to start the day with another. Wiping the sleep from his eyes he walked down the hall to his house's bathroom, luckily it was unoccupied, This meant either Ash wasn't going to school or he wasn't even home from the night before. Either way it meant Curtis could take a nice long shower to try to nurse away this headache. Curtis stayed in the shower for quite some time, hoping that the headache was something sinus related and the steam would help take care of it. No such luck. He returned to his room wrapped in a towel and quickly got dressed. The headache was getting worse now, his vision would blur if he didn't focus. "What the fuck..." he muttered to himself while stumbling into the kitchen. Then it happened. It was almost like a snap. He felt it start at the base of his neck and travel down his spine. His headache was gone, but immediately replaced by something else. He felt connected to the earth beneath his feet. At first the sensation was overwhelming, the feeling causing him to drop to his knees. He reached for the granite counter-top to help himself up, but was shocked when a chunk of the tabletop instead ripped from the counter and flew down into his hand. Curtis dropped the piece out of pure shock, it audibly crashing against the floor. The granite had moved in response to him thinking about it. Before he had much time to think about what had occurred the tabletop had begun to shake, followed by the utensils in the silverware drawer. Not knowing what to do Curtis ran out the kitchen door and out to the driveway. He stood outside in the hot Arizona sun and watched as the rocks of the driveway slowly began to float around him, making lazy circles around his outstretched arms. A smile slowly formed on Curtis's face. Life had just gotten interesting.