Laser Kiwi

The Haunting of Emily

Distracted by movement in the shrubs, Pandora missed the red eyes some of the others and could only shrug uselessly, following it up with a second useless shrug at Philip. "Nothing specific yet," she had to admit. There was a lot going on in the area - not just inside the building, but all around it, a tangled web of darkness that would take her time to isolate anything useful from. She had often heard the psychic sixth sense described as a third eye, but in Pandora's case it had always worked more like her sense of smell. This place metaphorically reeked of death, and smelling a more subtle clue like blood or gunpowder or cyanide would be difficult through the stench.

Pete immediately radiated off a psychic energy that made her uncomfortable, so Pandora only smiled when he extended his hand and refused the shake. Though she was tempted to pry a little deeper, he wasn't their target so she decided to save her energy and follow him meekly through the house, carrying just her own personal backpack and the supplies TJ assigned. The tour of hotspots was very overwhelming, each place holding its own special brand of doom and gloom with the chapel worst of all.

Almost brought to her knees by the weight of the evil presence looming, Pandora could only stand in the doorway, shaky, as Pete took the others deeper inside. Rape and murder, however tragic, didn't seem like enough to account for the horror emanating from the desecrated holy site. Though not a Christian, the young woman believed that all religions served their purpose, and she sensed that whatever dwelled now in the chapel was working contrary to that purpose. She dared not examine it in more detail for fear it might become aware of her prying, but it had been waiting a long time and would doubtlessly be there when they returned... if it didn't hunt them down first.

Yet there was still more to see after the chapel. By the time they got back to the front room she was starting to feel tired and frazzled, but there was still work to be done and she didn't want her teammates to think of her as the weak link. "Sure, I think we should check it all out to get the lay of the land," she answered, trying to sound braver than she felt.

Gifted Freaks - Teenagers with Powers

I'll be starting the RP in a few hours, y'all! :) I'm very excited for this, big thank you to everyone who decided to join.

The Coven of Briarwood Community College

@alexfangtalon Everything looks good! I'll add you to the posting order, feel free to remove the WIP :)

The Coven of Briarwood Community College

@dabombjk Thanks for the CS! I'll go over it with you in our PM :)

@VeyrinDay Yup, still open for the time being. Feel free to post your CS here or PM it to me so we can work through the details :)

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Kalama Guynn & Rowan Childe

Sidewalk en route to Poor Yorick's

"Well actually, I only use-" Rowan's secret was lost to the sudden screech of van tires, leaving the older student to stare in shock as events unfolded. Though his instincts leaned towards intervention, surprise won over and he stayed on the sidewalk as Caleb hurried over to render aid. Normally he would have been berating himself over losing his edge, but today there were bigger things on his mind. What had that rat been doing? Had he somehow summoned it, convinced it to bite the man without consciously intending to? That seemed highly unlikely, but if it wasn't his powers reactivating then what else could possibly be the cause?

His suspicions fell onto the doubled over 'Ken' at about the same time as Caleb's, and Rowan strode purposefully across the street to join the others crowded around him. Maybe this was the weird vibe, some sort of sense for others like him. But of all the people at BCC to share this surreal secret with, why did it have to be the angsty goth kid? "What did you do?" He asked intensely, surprised to hear the loud, crisp tones of his military voice. He had been soft-spoken and gentle for years now, but stress was bringing back the corporal in him. "How did you do that?" He rephrased, trying to sound a little less authoritative. Maybe this wasn't the best line of questioning in front of the whole group, but he couldn't bear to wait for answers. If he wasn't the only one with these powers, that would change everything.

The last one to join the cluster, Kalama found herself grateful that everyone else was asking all the questions. She had her own suspicions about the events, but better to let Rowan sound like a crazy person demanding answers about an event only readily explicable through supernatural means. Crazy stuff happens every day, right? If she hadn't just lit a car on fire with her mind the other day, she would have thought the rat thing was just some crazy coincidence. But after all that had happened, she was suspicious that this wasn't natural either.

"Here," she said brusquely as she handed Caleb a small bottle of orange scented hand sanitizer from her backpack. It wasn't a peace offering, not exactly, but after what he had done it seemed fair. She could respect that he had been the first one to act while still hating his guts for other reasons, she figured. Also a little bit of rubbing alcohol would make it very easy to set his hands on fire... but she quickly dismissed that idea. Revenge on Daria had only made her feel worse, though she wasn't ready to confront that inconvenient fact quite yet.

As the breeze picked up she shoved her hands into her jacket pocket, wondering if it was getting chilly out here or if her goosebumps weren't entirely on account of the temperature. There was something really wrong here, and to judge by Rowan's face she wasn't the only one thinking that. Her previous conversation with Val was already all but forgotten, even the sting of getting her name confused with the Californian senator - a surprisingly common mistake that she was starting to get used to. She glanced at Valeria and realized this weird feeling must be serious, if it could distract her from an actual walking work of art.

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Val is just too cute. My gay lil heart is melting. :D

Sum up your week in roleplaying in just 3 words

Nice being back!

Gifted Freaks - Teenagers with Powers

Alrighty, we now have four Gifted Freaks! Does anyone have a preference on starting with a small group & meeting more characters later vs. waiting for more characters to begin?

Community College Coven Concept (Starting, applications open)

@Aisling Cailleach is a sick name (love me some Gaelic), but I'd like a little more detail on her CS. the accepted CSs are a little bit more detailed in regards to history & personality. :) Let's do a little work on this, with a few edits you should be able to jump in while we're still on the first scene.

I'd love to see some changes to her Gift section. I'd strongly prefer for all the witches to start with one power, so maybe pick which one she starts with and unveil the second as the plot progresses? Also all Gifts need to come with a price, so be thinking about some drawbacks to her powers. The makeup line is a very creative choice, but I'm not sure if it would be a very useful one for the plot, given that she just developed these powers two weeks ago. Even unusually successful businesses need a couple of years to get off the ground, so that probably wouldn't be relevant for the events of this RP at all. I think going the potion direction could be more useful, but that might not come into play until the Coven starts discovering spells and grimoires and such. It might be more useful if the first Gift she manifests is something more blatantly magic, like Kal's healing or Val's magic arms, that lets her know for sure that something supernatural is happening.

I also noticed you said without any college education. Do you mean any relevant courses, or is she not a student at BCC?

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I imagine that for the small unimportant things that's just how they are. Not to big of an impact so the gift only puts a small amount of power into the drawing so for example with the bad food maybe the drawing is just of the whole thing sitting in the garbage. Slightly confusing to interpret but you can get there.

Then there are the big occurrences. in their case it is maybe like a Schrodinger's Cat sort of deal where it may not even be a part of the future but it is a possible one that the actions of she or others she interacts with either cause it or could keep it from happening. These ones would be much harder to predict and the drawings could be over different nights and she'd have to guess at which drawings match the others like a puzzle without the corner or edge pieces. So, for that car crash example. Taking inspiration from what just happened in IC. Maybe there was a drawing of Ben standing in the road, then three days later she may wake up with a drawing of a totaled vehicle with a rat looking at it. She wouldn't know of Ben's connections to rats so she'd almost have no way of connecting the dots. These kinds would take a lot of her energy which is why everything is spaced out so much.

Then another type of drawing would be the only kind where she is actually visible in the drawing. Like something is guiding her to go somewhere or do something. Because I was thinking that since I wasn't here at the start could easily open with her waking up late to see a new drawing showing her back and the surrounding scene is at Poor Yorick's with something somewhere indicating that date and a table with the other PC's sitting at and she's walking towards them.

@alexfangtalon

That sounds very thoughtful and well balanced :) could be useful for finding other characters if we have late joiners too