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Current RPs, in alphabetical order
Deadly Labyrinth
Dice
Dreemurr
Orphanage for Supernatural Kids
Undertale - Above the Ground
When the Earth met the Sea
Worm - Chicago
Deadly Labyrinth
Dice
Dreemurr
Orphanage for Supernatural Kids
Undertale - Above the Ground
When the Earth met the Sea
Worm - Chicago
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"Ok," she answered. Six new people, all with powers, in addition to the people who had been here originally. Despite herself, Brooke was curious about their powers and their stories. She also wondered if there had been violence before, for a rule against it to be necessary. Maybe there were other powers more conducive to fighting than hers?
"Yes, let's go," she said. Brooke was finished, and she preferred not to make other people wait.
"Yes, let's go," she said. Brooke was finished, and she preferred not to make other people wait.
"It's Brooke," she replied. As they went upstairs, she noted the number of other doors they walked past. How many other residents were there? Even if some of the rooms were empty, it seemed that there'd be no lack of company here.
They reached her room and Leo opened the door for her. Brooke entered, taking in the invitingly cozy-looking bed and the well-lit desk. She commented, "This is nice." And It was - in fact, it was nicer than her room at home had been. Though, she mentally corrected herself, this was home now.
Brooke hung her backpack up in the closet and placed her iPod in one of the desk drawers. There would be time to unpack her few other belongings later.
They reached her room and Leo opened the door for her. Brooke entered, taking in the invitingly cozy-looking bed and the well-lit desk. She commented, "This is nice." And It was - in fact, it was nicer than her room at home had been. Though, she mentally corrected herself, this was home now.
Brooke hung her backpack up in the closet and placed her iPod in one of the desk drawers. There would be time to unpack her few other belongings later.
She considered the options. Brooke did have a few belongings that she wanted in a safe place, and she wasn't looking forward to being in a room full of strangers, although it wouldn't be that bad if they were all as nice as the boy who had opened the door.
"Room," she decided. She wanted to see what the place she'd be living in for the foreseeable future was like. Hopefully she wouldn't keep the people in the gym waiting for too long.
@Polaris North
"Room," she decided. She wanted to see what the place she'd be living in for the foreseeable future was like. Hopefully she wouldn't keep the people in the gym waiting for too long.
@Polaris North
Brooke looked up into the grinning face of a brown-haired boy. Was he another resident? He seemed awfully cheerful. Then his question registered in her mind, and she realized that she had had stood there for several seconds without giving a reply.
"Yes,"she stated softly. "Can I come in?"
"Yes,"she stated softly. "Can I come in?"
Brooke stared out of the car window, watching the scenery fly past as she listened to music on her iPod. She thought of the events of the previous weeks - first the fire, then discovering her powers, then being shipped off to an unknown orphanage mere days after her family's funeral. Suddenly, the car stopped in front of a tall brick building, jolting Brooke out of her reverie.
"We're here," said the driver. "The Orphanage for Supernatural Kids." He exited and courteously held the car door open for her.
Brooke removed her headphones from her ears, carefully stashing them in her small backpack, and slowly exited the car. She stared blankly up at the building that was to be her new home.
The driver smiled at her. "Hey, don't look so down. This is a good place to be. You can make new friends."
Unsure of how to respond, Brooke nodded mutely. New friends. As though she knew how to make friends. She watched as the driver returned to the car and drove away before she climbed the stairs to the imposing-looking double doors, and knocked.
"We're here," said the driver. "The Orphanage for Supernatural Kids." He exited and courteously held the car door open for her.
Brooke removed her headphones from her ears, carefully stashing them in her small backpack, and slowly exited the car. She stared blankly up at the building that was to be her new home.
The driver smiled at her. "Hey, don't look so down. This is a good place to be. You can make new friends."
Unsure of how to respond, Brooke nodded mutely. New friends. As though she knew how to make friends. She watched as the driver returned to the car and drove away before she climbed the stairs to the imposing-looking double doors, and knocked.
Name: Brooke Lawson
Age: 12
Power: Portals. She can make a pair of portals connecting any two locations that she’s been to before.
Appearance: She has black hair cropped boyishly short, mismatching eyes, and a diminutive stature.
Bio: Brooke’s mother abandoned her when she was a baby, leaving her to be raised by a frequently-absent father and an alcoholic aunt. Although her father and aunt loved her, they were usually too preoccupied with their own issues to take care of her, so she had to learn to fend for herself from an early age. Her cool, detached demeanor and lack of social tact kept her from forming close friendships with her peers. One night, she awoke to a bedroom filled with smoke and, with the door blocked by flames, discovered that she could make a portal to escape outside. Her father and aunt died in the fire, and the firefighters who saw her portal sent her to the orphanage.
Age: 12
Power: Portals. She can make a pair of portals connecting any two locations that she’s been to before.
Appearance: She has black hair cropped boyishly short, mismatching eyes, and a diminutive stature.
Bio: Brooke’s mother abandoned her when she was a baby, leaving her to be raised by a frequently-absent father and an alcoholic aunt. Although her father and aunt loved her, they were usually too preoccupied with their own issues to take care of her, so she had to learn to fend for herself from an early age. Her cool, detached demeanor and lack of social tact kept her from forming close friendships with her peers. One night, she awoke to a bedroom filled with smoke and, with the door blocked by flames, discovered that she could make a portal to escape outside. Her father and aunt died in the fire, and the firefighters who saw her portal sent her to the orphanage.
Hi, thanks for the warm welcome. Glad you're back from your hiatus, and I hope you have fun roleplaying again!
My friend and I were trying to write a detective mystery about a group of teenagers investigating a theft, with her primarily responsible for writing two of the characters and I responsible for the other two. It didn't get far beyond the planning stages before school and tests interfered, and then I moved away...
My friend and I were trying to write a detective mystery about a group of teenagers investigating a theft, with her primarily responsible for writing two of the characters and I responsible for the other two. It didn't get far beyond the planning stages before school and tests interfered, and then I moved away...
I check on the life support systems next - I'd prefer to know how much time I have left. As I wait for it to load, I wonder if the data stick works with the command prompt.
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