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    1. December 8 yrs ago

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7 yrs ago
Current I have work tonight, but I"ll get everyone's posts up after!
7 yrs ago
I'm sorry guys, it's the first week of classes and I have to make sure I don't get behind. I'm starting all of my homework early and can't post until the weekend.
7 yrs ago
I'm sorry guys, it's the first week of classes and I have to make sure I don't get behind. I'm starting all of my homework early and can't post until the weekend.
7 yrs ago
Acclimating to moving in with new roommates and setting up my new computer. Gonna be pretty busy the next few weeks, so I think posts are gonna be a little slow. <3
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7 yrs ago
Hang in guys... I'm taking my last final today and after that I'll be free as a bird.
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@Kyrisse@Aeternum We can do a collaboration post if you want to. I'm good with anything
@Aeternum Yeah, he was able to sense what it was due to his powers. I woulda not given him that power yet but Wick said they already had all of their powers, they just needed to learn hot to control it.
@Wick Yeah, but idk if he's gonna find him or get caught up with something else, gotta ask @Kyrisse and @Aeternum if they mind me joining in.
~ Ava ~

Location: Ava's House → Mainstreet → Simone's
Interacting with: Simone's NPC






The soft, melodious alarm echoed through Ava's room, bringing her to a slow, gentle awakening. Her half-conscious self groaned and rolled over, struggling to turn off the alarm. She rolled back over and stared at the ceiling, unwilling to accept the fact that morning had arrived on schedule and her day needed to start.

The Latina girl rolled out of bed, stumbling out of her room and down the hallway to the bathroom. After a short two minute period of splashing her face and brushing her teeth, she turned on the shower and grabbed a towel from the cabinet, quickly undressing and stepping into the warm, glorious water.

She finally managed to wash her hair and shave her legs with only a couple nicks. Frankly, she was impressed her legs didn't look like a grizzly bear had mauled them; shaving had never been her cup of tea, especially at 6:30 in the morning. By the time she had dried off and gotten dressed into a pair of black skinny jeans, loose hanging white shirt, and a purple flannel, the clock read 6:53.

Crap, Ava, you're going to be late for work.

She grabbed her phone, keys, and wallet in a rush, ignoring the multiple texts and phone calls she had received during her time in the shower. Sprinting out the front door, Ava ignored the cold of the morning as it froze her still-wet hair to her scalp and made her way down the street to a banged up 2003 Chevy, jumping inside and throwing her purse into the passenger seat while she turned on the car.

Ava took a moment to warm her hands, cupping them around her mouth and blowing on them with warm air. The instant she exhaled, she regretted it. A powerful gust of warm air knocked her hands away from her body and slammed them into the steering wheel, causing a yelp of pain and a couple expletives to escape from her mouth as she cradled her cold, aching fingers.

Things like that had been happening a lot over the past few days. Random gusts of wind, being able to detect people just by their breathing patterns, sensing how hard a storm was blowing while indoors, et cetera. While it intrigued Ava, it also made her nervous. Randomly developing the ability to blow doors open from across the room was cool, most certainly, however it left her with the sinking feeling that her body was changing, and she wasn't certain it was for the better.

She had avoided mentioning the new developments to anyone in the town but her parents. When she showed them what she could do, at first they were skeptical, however over the course of the past few days they had almost chalked it up to having strong lungs.

If only you were as gullible as them, Ava. You life would be so much simpler. Focus on finals, get to work on time, go out with friends, but nooo, you have to be intelligent.

Ava jerked her focus back to reality, changing the gears of her car and pulling out of the driveway, making her way over to Main Street. As she parked next to Simone's at 7:05, she stopped for a moment as she saw a couple of flashing lights driving down the road. Ava grabbed her purse and stepped out of the car, gasping as the site unfolded before her.

Every window on Main Street had been shattered, blasted outwards onto the street. Bits of glass shrapnel dust clung to wooden benches and parked cars, coating every single inch of the sidewalks. A few people were already working on cleanup duty, however aside from them, the only people on the street were the Sheriff and a couple of other law enforcers.

Ava quickly walked inside, wrapping her apron around her waist and tying it behind her back. "Carlos, what's going on with Main Street?"

Her coworker looked up from the clipboard he was writing on and smiled at her. "Good morning to you too, Ava."

Rolling her eyes, she gave him a playful slap on the shoulder and clocked in, moving over to a stack of cups as she began to make herself a drink. "Good morning, love. Now, seriously, what's going on? Every window out there is shattered."

Carlos dropped his playful smile and shook his head. "No one knows. Sheriff says it happened late last night or early this morning, sometime before six. All the windows just exploded outwards, like there had been explosions in all of the shops. But oddly enough, its just the glass. Heard a couple of people saying the storm did it." He moved over to the door that led to the back of the shop, pushing it open with his back as he shrugged. "Who knows? And don't think I didn't notice you were late, love." He said laughed as the door swung shut behind him, leaving Ava to wonder about the possible answers to everyone's questions.

The morning shift was usually pretty slow, however today what seemed like every single person in the whole town was showing up at Simone's for coffee. The hours ticked by quickly, filled with a flurry of coffee creamers and whipped cream, however the question of the windows was the hot topic on everyone's tongue. Ava discussed it and gossiped with her regulars over the course of the morning, all of them bringing her the latest news, however no one could give a concrete answer as to why.

People are saying the storm did it... What if the storm has something to do with the air as of late?
I'm gonna post an tomorrow, I swear! I have one more class for the semester tomorrow morning and then I'm devoted to posting!
• Grayson •



Interacting with @Wick & @Spinosaurus



Harley's sudden entrance into Grayson's room wasn't even noticed by the disoriented man. She made a few comments, however they sounded muted and distant, almost as if he was hearing them through a layer of water. She joined him on the floor as he slowly regained his bearings.

"Gray, what's wrong?" Harley placed her hand on his forehead and furrowed her eyebrows in concern. "How did you end up on the floor? What happened, how did you end up on the floor?"

He shook his head, unable to form a complete thought. She made a comment about him owing her something after he saw her naked, a memory he didn't dwell on but wasn't all that unhappy about, however his words refused to formulate into cohesive sounds. He wanted to make some witty retort about how he was in his underwear already and he wasn't sure what more she wanted, however his throat closed up.

Before he could form a response, a new figure burst into the room, a man he recognized but couldn't name. He babbled on shortly in words that were too fast for Grayson's overtaxed brain to understand and then closed his eyes, freezing for a moment before disappearing entirely.

Grayson managed to release a confused groan before Harley stood up, looking rather concerned. She made a few vague comments he didn't understand before disappearing, making her way down the hall and out of sight.

The reality of the situation was far too distant for Grayson to fully cope with, so he took a moment to rest before dragging himself to his feet. He glanced around his room, looking for the invisible man. He was wary of moving around too much for fear of knocking into him. He was unaware that he was merely tiny.

The underdressed man's innards twisted over themselves, however before any vomiting could occur, a wave of confusion and fear washed over him. For a brief moment, he felt part a hive mind entwined within his. A focal point of panic and uncertainty was at the core, emanating dark emotions and pain. The unglorious symphony of minds lasted for but a moment, vanishing as suddenly as it arrived.

Grayson's legs gave way as he sank to the floor, leaning on the wall for support. His breathing was rapid and shallow. He looked over at the rest of the room and addressed it as a whole.

"Okay," He coughed, feeling ridiculous for talking to supposedly empty room. "I don't know if you're real or not, but on the off chance you aren't a figment of my imagination, follow me." He brought himself into a shakey stand and grabbed his pants, throwing them and a hoodie on before making his way out of the door.

He wanted to find whatever it was that had invaded his mind.

Assuming it was real, that is.
Sorry for disappearing, I fell asleep and then had finals, work, and decorating the Christmas tree. Whipping up a post now!
I'll get a post up in an hour or two, apparently I have a paper due in an hour that I gotta write. Be back in around an hour!
@Wick Ah, that's right. My bad!
@Alexfangtalon So if Jake can change any objects density, does that mean he can make Grayson's Astral form tangible? :O I mean it's probably still invisible, but who knows.
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