LostButterfly92

WORM: Parahumans Manchvegas [CANCELLED]

Myrtle Gardner - Wallƒlower

Wallflower ran aimlessly, her cape flapping in the wind and her feet pitter-pattering on the ground. She didn't know where she was going. She didn't know why. But something inside her was telling her something was amissl--and she wanted to find out what.

She found herself investigating the worst part of the West Side. Even worse than own sketchy neighborhood. She could smell smoke and hear sirens not too far off. Fire... again? Myrtle thought, stopping in her tracks. She almost turned around, feeling her burns burn. But no. She clenched her fist. These fires were no accidents. Something was up, and she was going to find out what.

Firefighters were working hard to stop the spread of a massive fire in an abandoned apartment building, paramedics were loading a stretcher into an ambulance, and cops were investigating the crime scene, many standing near a body bag. A trail of blood was leading into a dark alleyway. Wallflower, not yet acquainted with with local police force, decided to sneak around the block.

As she approached the opposite end, Myrtle began to hear the sounds of agitated male voices, and shortly thereafter the sounds of clanging, banging, and scuffing feet. A feeling of dread welled up in her heart. This was a bad idea, but there was no point turning back now. She snuck a peak around the corner into the dark alleyway, seeing a small dark figure with a sword engulfed in flame, his hard features flickering in the red light, and coming closer. Even further away was a figure slumped against a lightpost. For the briefest moment, she swore she saw hand-shaped spectres floating about.

Wallflower ducked into a corner and dropped a seed from her hand, willing it to surround her in its branches. She stood still, holding her breath, as the stranger walked past. Was he a hero? Glints of red covered his silver armor and drenched his sword. Somehow, she didn't think so. She hoped the other man wasn't dead.

A minute or two passed and the coast seemed clear. Wallflower simply lifted her un-rooted bush aside, and stepped out of her hiding spot. She gulped and cautiously head toward the man on the ground, keeping to the shadows.

As she got closer Wallflower saw what appeared to be a hero, going by his purple colored trenchcoat. His face was rough and bearded, giving him a sort of sorcerer or wizard vibe. A little blood trickled down the side of his head and he had a phone pressed to his ear. Wallflower smiled in relief as he seemed to be alive and had help on the way.

With nothing for her to do here, she quietly go up and started back the way she came.

Another Fire?

WORM: Parahumans Manchvegas [CANCELLED]

Myrtle Gardner - Wallƒlower

Myrtle stood atop a mountains at night. It was beautiful, serene. The moon shone brightly, the stars twinkled and wispy clouds breezed past. The air felt like a warm blanket on her skin. Leaves rustled and her hair danced in the wind. It was perfect. She didn't need friends. She didn't need family. All she needed was nature.

But then, a howl pierced the night. A shiver ran down Myrtle's spine and she stood stock still. She wasn't alone. A pack of ten--maybe twenty--coyotes surrounded her. It was right at that moment that Myrtle realized how small and alone she was. She was going to die right then and there. She would be devoured right then and there. Nobody knew where she was. Nobody cared. And nobody would ever look for her.

"No... leave me alone," she warned the approaching dogs, meekly. They growled, barred their teeth and came closer. "I... don't want to hurt you!" she spoke up, more urgent. She raised her hands out toward the dogs, willing nearby plants to grow. They began to sprout from the ground and wind toward the coyotes. But the dogs paid no heed. They stepped on or over the vines, coming closer.

"Please, I don't want to hurt you! Please stop!" she called out to them. The coyotes barked and howled, then leapt toward her. She reached for her power, tried frantically to get the plants to help her as the dogs came toward her in slow motion. Their eyes glowed red. Their roars and howls got louder. The snapping jaws got closer, and closer, and closer...

"Uughh... nuuh... noo...NOOO!" FWUMP!

"Ahh! Wha.. what happened?" Myrtle asked herself as she came to, sitting up on the floor, tangled in her white sheets, illuminated solely by the moonlight that came through her blinds. Her heart was racing, her hands were shaking, and her body shivering as she held the sheets around herself. Her eyes darted around the room, feeling as if something was lurking about. But nothing was there. She breathed deep, and then breathed out.

Myrtle crawled to her nightstand, still wrapped in the sheets, and reached up and out to switch the light on. For a moment she was blinded by the light. She rubbed her eyes and blinked a few times, adjusting. When she could finally see, she untangled herself from the blankets and got to her feet.

"12:11!" Myrtle exclaimed, viewing her alarm clock. She frowned. On one hand, she was feeling exhausted after the fire. On the other hand, her gut was telling her something was wrong. She needed, wanted sleep. But no matter how much she tried, she knew the nagging feeling inside her would keep her awake. So Myrtle sighed and turned around to check out the rest of her room in the light.

The room was almost unrecognizable. It was a jungle. Her potted plants and flowers had overgrown out of their pots and spread across the floor and were winding up the bedposts and furniture. And yet, this was such a familiar scene. She took a pair of hedge clippers out of nightstand and got to work.

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About half an hour later Myrtle had a garbage bag full of plant clippings by her apartment door, her costume on, and her messenger bag restocked and ready to go by the window. She opened the window up, letting a chill autumn wind blow in. She took a deep breath of fresh air, and soon was bounding through the streets of Manchester.

Overgrown Bedroom

"Entangled Worlds" and "Celestial Powers: Zodiac Rebirth"

Bump. =)

Gods, Angels and Demons in New Haven

Okay, I'm not entirely sure where you're going with this roleplay and what your expecting or what's allowed... but I have three ideas that I would be interested in playing depending on what's allowed or not. I'd only play as one of them. Also depends on what the other characters are like.

Edit: I didn't notice this was a small group roleplay. D= I prefer large group, so I think I will withdraw my interest, sorry. Feel free to use my character concepts.

Karen Hubert

• Appearance: A girl with naturally beautiful, fair features.
• Name: Karen Hubert
• Occupation: Senior Christian School Student
• Age: 18
• Abilities: She's pretty much an averge girl. She has learned to drive and makes good grades. While her peers are discovering drugs, alcohol, and their bodies, she is praying, reading the bible, and volunteering at the Church and soup kitchen. To many of the rising cults, she is seen as a prime virgin sacrifice.
• Bio: Her family was well off despite the depression due to their great inheritance. They were happy, devoted Christians thankful for their blessings. But now Karen's mother is struggling with cancer and her faith is wavering. She searches New Haven for her mother's cure.

Aeria

• Appearance: a female angel with white wings, a halo of light, glowing skin, and fair features.
• Name: Aeria
• Occupation: Angel and messenger of God. Her goal is to convert people to Christianity and build an army to retake the world and push out the competing Gods and Demons.
• Age: Immortal, appears about 21
• Abilities: Healing, non-damging light production, flight, teleportation/ phasing. Can hear God and share messages with those who cannot.
• Bio: a fallen angel who was given the body of a dying woman and restored to health. Due to her newfound human body, she is experiencing new feelings and emotions she never had before as an angel born in heaven. Will she remain loyal to her creator, or will she fall for her new world and the mysterious and impure people within it?

Evelyn Daye

• Appearance: A woman with warm features and natural beauty.
• Name: Evelyn Daye
• Occupation: Runs a small holistic medicine shop with potions, crystals, and herbal remedies.
• Age: 28
• Abilities: Skilled in first aid and holistic medicine and natural remedies. She is practiced in good magic, such as blessings and healing spells.
• Bio: Lost her parents at 18 to a tragic car accident and inherited their cabin at the outskirts of New Haven. Before their death, they taught her about all the things that nature could provide for her. She used part of her inheritance to start a small store in town. She was recruited to the Cult of Gaia, the Earth Goddess. She serves as a mediator to reduce the damage done to nature and the planet by the other cults.

Your Character Counterparts!

Are there any fictional characters that you are similar to or are similar to you? =)

My friends say I'm a lot like Fluttershy (MLP), Sailor Moon, Hinata (Naruto), Yuno (Future Diary), Supergirl/Felicity (Arrowverse), Starfire (Teen Titans), Miss Martian (Young Justice), Alita (Code Lyoko), Whisper the Wolf (Sonic the Hedgehog), Elmyra Duff (Looney Tunes), Peach/Rosalina (Mario), Bernadette/Amy (Big Bang Theory) among others.

Friendships

When I was younger, like 13-18, I roleplayed constantly. I had my own forum with around 20 active members and we were pretty close. But then I had to work full time.. and then two jobs.. and I had to quit. I lost contact. Ahh.. I really miss the old crew. :(

Sum up your week in roleplaying in just 3 words

Way too slow.

Gods, Angels and Demons in New Haven

((Posting at 5am in the morning is not a great idea, haha. Looks like I missed some info in your last post. This has been edited.))

Can we roleplay as gods/angels/demons as well, or just cult members or investigators?

Can you expand on what kinds of things the cult members do? And how/why people and what kind of people get abilities?

Thank you. =)

Post a random fact about yourself.

While I never had any falling accidents, and never broke a bone or had a sprain, I am incredibly clumsy and oblivious. I've hit my head with significant force probably over a 100 times. Once I had a fireplace spike pierce my skull.

Oh, and my mentally challenged cousin almost drowned me, too. I was around 13 or so? They pushed me underwater despite having floaties. I was under there long enough to blackout.

Two reasons why I mentally like 16 forever. x,x'

Any old school aol role players ?

I started roleplaying back when I was thirteen (now 28). I didn't roleplay through AOL, but I fondly remember Invisionfree, Zetaboards, and Proboards. I had a forums of my own at one point.

But then I became an adult. Had two minimum wage jobs and worked about 60 hours a week on average and had to quit for about... 10 years? Finally have one decent-paying job so I have free time on my hands again... =D