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The Knights of Songbird ~ A Bioshock Roleplay

Clarence's eyes went wide, a tear in the fabric of the world opening before him. He watched the group, most looking extremely nervous. He stepped up to follow Leroy, but he stopped. What would happen when he took a step through this thing? Was it like a doorway? Clarence stepped back, collecting himself before approaching it once more. He took a deep breath and stepped through, a tingling feeling washing over his body. As he stepped down onto the floor of this new city, this unknown land, he stumbled. He motioned that he was okay before leaning over a potted plant and retching. After a moment he stood up and looked around, what appeared to be the ocean outside the window. He wanted to ask questions, to figure out what was actually happening, but the scene was overwhelming and only a few noises managed to escape his throat. He rubbed his eyes, making sure he wasn't imagining things. His mind wanted to believe that he wasn't actually here, that they had drugged him or he had gone insane.. but he knew neither of those were true. He turned back to the tear, waiting for others to enter.

Return of Powers

The room is quiet, clothes strewn along the floor. A boy lays on his bed, his arms to his side and his legs straight. The boy doesn't move, his chest remaining still, no sign of life present. His skin is cold to the touch, like a body at a funeral. A barely audible noise comes form under the boy's bed, a rustling noise that is too soft to be an animal. Suddenly, a small poppet drags a shoe out, using all it's energy to accomplish this task before putting it's hands on it's hips triumphantly and collapsing to the ground. The boy's eyes shoot open as he gasps for air, as if he has been resuscitated. The boy's name is Luke. He looks down at the shoe, and then at it's partner that already resides on his foot. "I knew it was under there...!" He said to himself as he ties the recovered shoe, a triumphant. Suddenly an announcement rings out through the base, a list of names of those expected to report to Miller's office, Luke's included.

He made his way through the halls, giving a small wave to those as he passes by, the small poppet dangling from Luke's hand. Those that didn't know him would consider this childish, but Luke wouldn't go anywhere without it. He always told people that "I never know when I'll get into a situation I need to be tiny for, and there aren't many of these around," but most assumed that either he was A: Just lazy and would rather use that form to accomplish minute tasks, or B: He had some attachment to the doll, like a toddler to their teddy bear. He didn't mind these things though as the people who were his friends understood, their opinion was the only opinion that mattered.

Luke arrived at the office, knocking first before entering. He saw a red-haired girl speaking with Miller, who had a strange meek presence about her. Then Miller began to speak, talking about an end to the war and missions with this group. He silently slid the puppet into his pocket, and rocked back and forth on his heels. The red-haired girl was apparently supposed to be their leader, but who exactly was she? Why should any of them listen to her? But then again, why should anyone listen to anyone? Luke pushed the doubt from his mind, but Gaius seemed concerned about something else. Gaius was right about the numbers, but Luke said nothing and waited to see how Miller would respond.

The Knights of Songbird ~ A Bioshock Roleplay

Clarence examined each of their movements, trying to understand these strangers. He shook their hands, showing no reservations. He had hopes this would go somewhere, but if it turned out this group was really just a terrorist group... He knew their faces, knew a few names as well. "My name is Clarence.. I already met some of you." He faked a smile, still feeling anger inside.. but that was to be expected when you are outsmarted by people you are paid to catch. When hearing about the medkits, he nodded. "Of course, I understand. I don't intend to be shot." The group was worried, that was obvious. Most likely their mission was not easy, and with him here now.. It wouldn't make it easier on their nerves. Clarence wanted to do the right thing, to help Columbia.. But what was the right thing to do? Comstock and Fitzroy didn't know what it was, but did these people? This rag-tag team of "protectors"? Clarence glanced at Leroy, the one he trusted least. Despite the level of trust, if that's what it was, Leroy put on Clarence, an uneasiness was present between them. Whether only Clarence felt that, or he did too, remained unseen. For now, Clarence would do what he was told.. See where this path took him.

The Knights of Songbird ~ A Bioshock Roleplay

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The Knights of Songbird ~ A Bioshock Roleplay

He glared at the man who had used the vigor on him, the one that didn't know when to keep quiet. The woman appeared to be a leader, as the group appeared to be centered around her. He would have never though to look here, on this beach, before now. While this was a very isolated spot, there were at least twenty more spots that would have been more hidden... or not, since he knew about them. They didn't trust him, that was obvious.. but then again, he had just tried to arrest them all. He shifted uncomfortably as Leroy patted his back. In his whole life, this was the most uncomfortable he had ever been. He stood rigidly , straight faced, before speaking to the group. "Uh.. Hello. I'm Clarence." He turned to Leroy and whispered, "I would never have stabbed you. Most likely just have had you locked up for life." He smiled slightly, as if that made what he said any more trustworthy.

Return of Powers

Name: Luke Haleman

Age: 16

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Powers: Puppet Mastery, the ability to take control of nonliving things. While taking control of said objects, he becomes somewhat melds his mind into it. If the object he is controlling is destroyed, while he is controlling it, it can send him into shock or worse. Controlling small objects is no problem, but anything as large or larger than a human becomes physically draining for him. While controlling an object, his body is still vulnerable to attack, as he goes into a sort of trance. He carries around a small poppet, using it frequently.

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The Knights of Songbird ~ A Bioshock Roleplay

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The Knights of Songbird ~ A Bioshock Roleplay

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I also updated the Physicians CS, removing anything about the Fall or Civil war.. So pretty much Adam made him go insane, now he's a serial killer in the slums of Rapture

The Knights of Songbird ~ A Bioshock Roleplay

Clarence felt the sand under his shoes, the abandoned beach not so abandoned as a group of people met in the middle. He had agreed, agreed to go with this murderer to meet his group. If this was a trap, Clarence doubted he could make it out in one piece. He had been shocked, to say the least, when the offer was made. He had made his way through the city, following this complete stranger. But if this man was going to continue, someone needed to make sure he didn't take things too far.. Or was that how Clarence was justifying his own actions, of leaving his old life behind. Either he would be dead in a few moments, or he was going to be involved in things he would have never dreamed of. Pretty soon, someone would notice he was gone... it wouldn't be good. The man, the Dreaded Crow, approached the group with Clarence following behind him, his eyes narrowed curiously.