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The Omega Project

I'll just be editing this post like crazy as I work on the CS because I'm too lazy to use a word processor or something.

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Carefully, so as not to make awkward eye contact with anyone, Kurt's gaze swept across the other participants. He felt mildly surprised that most of these people appeared to be minors; he wondered vaguely if this was legal or if they'd had to badger overworked parents into lazily signing a waiver. Or perhaps many of them had forged the signatures. He'd certainly done that plenty of times when there were field trips that he wanted to attend before his aunt had taken him under her wing. A prickle of uneasiness went up his spine. Socialization was the last thing on his mind right now, especially after that positively nightmarish bus fiasco. All he wanted was to go straight into a laboratory, discuss a few medical topics perhaps with a well-trained doctor, get his powers, and move on from there.

He glanced down at the plant that he still cradled in both hands, feeling quite out of place here. Not that that mattered. He wasn't here to make friends. Still, it couldn't hurt to be polite to at least one person. Stiffly, he sat in an uncomfortable bench as far away from a freakishly-cheerful looking scientist as possible, and then set down the pot containing his succulent so softly that the hard clay didn't make a sound. He took a deep breath.

Hey, old user returning, any interest in a Medieval setting RP?

I'm interested

The Omega Project (superpower rp)

Looks good.

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It was awesome! He was a really tame one too.

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I see that there are people watching here... What's up?

@VKAllen

I saw a marmot

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Kurt stepped off the sixth different public bus he'd taken, grateful to be standing and knowing that there would be no more cramped, smelly rides. In the very first bus he'd willingly trapped himself in, someone with a neckbeard and a fedora--yes, a fedora-- had sat right next to him and in the process made it apparent that he'd never heard of deodorant. On the fourth ride, an exhausted-looking mother with a screaming toddler had taken up the seat behind him, given him a headache that still cracked his head open, and multiple times made him nearly drop his potted plant. As a result, the uneventful rides had been tense as Kurt had waited for the next sweaty jerk to dampen his mood.

Now, clutching the pot that contained a succulent, he marched victoriously towards the nearby building which he knew to be the Power Research Laboratory. Finally, after that hellish public transportation journey, he could look forward to the powers he might soon be granted-- if he didn't die or hack up his kidneys. It was with nervous excitement that he approached the gate and pressed a buzzer. "I have an appointment here," he started, unsure.

"Name, please?" came a voice that crackled with having come through an intercom.

"Kurt Gordons." He stood, cradling the precious plant, in silence, while he assumed that the person on the other end was looking up his name.

"Oh, yes. A Poison Ivy wannabe," joked the woman, making Kurt crease his eyebrows and frown in a way that clearly demonstrated his lack of amusement. She hastily continued: "The gate's open, sir. Go on through and you'll find further instructions inside."

Eager to escape the bad humor and maybe have a seat to himself, he went through the gate, still scowling at the lady's sarcasm.

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I'll reply after I get home, I'm going hiking! Have fun IC!

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Looking forward to seeing the character sheet either way :D

Power Research Laboratory (PRL)

Appearance:

Name: Kurt Gordons

Nickname: None (yet?)

Age 12-40: 26

Past: Kurt wasn't always treated very well as a kid. Some major "events" involving his parents and drugs usually isolated him from them, and as a result he often lived with an aunt who taught him to garden and grow plants. At first he was uninterested, but eventually he grew to love the potted plants he grew and cared for, which irritated his parents when they finally and sporadically chose to pay attention to him. It was too late. He liked his plants more. He ended up becoming a botanist, which shouldn't really be any surprise.

Personality: Has a sort of tough shell; aloof and not talkative. Very serious-looking, but actually soft as hell. Annoyingly particular about taking care of any plants in his possession and will keep checklists if he has too many to remember to water. Doesn't trust other people with his plants, even if he might trust them with his life, and if he isn't too shy to say anything, he is nearly guaranteed to geek out about plants. Are you sick of plants? You will be by the time you're done talking to Kurt. Even though he's reasonably big and muscly, he's somewhat of a gentle giant.

Fears: Small spaces and pitch-darkness

Power they applied for: Plant manipulation

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