RainyHigh

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I really hope she doesn't drown at this moment in time lol. Just realized that might be up to the fate of the gods--I mean die.

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Before Lana heard an answer from Doorian, several more figures appeared inside the darkroom. She counted five, including herself, which was odd. When she woke moments ago, there were only three--she swore.

Was her brain becoming that addled with age? However, she wasn't that old for a human.

And then one of the people slashed at the door with a sword. A fucking sword. She wanted that katana. As of now, she had no dagger at her ankle, but she did have her secret weapon still. But a katana, hell, a katana would be lovely to have right now.

The other two people made themselves known, although one was certainly not human. The other had a wand and waved it about as though they could do magic.

Lana began to massage her temples as she listened to the person wielding the katana speak, music play from seemingly nowhere, fireworks display, and the person who explained to Doorian the damn door was in heat.

And that's when she knew she was high as a kite.

Yup.

High.

Lana turned and took a step away from the craziness and to go on a quest for water. Maybe to drown in.

[Super]Human

Hey was checking to see if this RP was still in the works. I will share my CS at the same time. :)

Shadow

Name: Ellie Waters
Codename: Shadow
Age: 25
Gender: Female
Affiliation: Dampened (Superhuman inside Academy)

Power:
"Darkness Manipulation"-Ellie can 'gather' shadows to make a room darker. She can also mask herself in shadows, so it helps for sneaking around in dark places. Her last ability is to manipulate shadows into a solid substance such as shields or weapons like daggers ('maaaaAAAaaagic'). Though she still sucks at controlling this last ability.
*potentially can teleport through shadows, but has ZERO success thus far*

Weaknesses:
Light. In the sunlight, especially around noon, she can't use her abilities to her full potential. So she only is an asset during the night or at dusk/dawn.
And she can only manipulate existing shadows/darkness so far.

Personality: Despite being a superhuman associated with darkness, Ellie is a somewhat positive person. She tries to find the silver lining in any situation--though she may come across as being sarcastic. Always a glass-half-full type of person, Ellie looks at her status as a gift despite public prejudice.

Appearance: Ellie is of average height and average build. She's not muscular or chunky but average. She has curly and kinky natural red hair that she often keeps in one big french braid. And even though the rest of her siblings had nice, brown coffee-colored skin--Ellie took after their grandmother and was on the paler side and riddled with orange/brown freckles. Her eyes, however, are a beautiful shade of brown.


Other: Wants to be an actual superhero that doesn't cause damage or kill civilians. Oh my.

History: Ellie is fresh meat at the Academy as she just came into her powers the past three months. Her family is from Chicago, and it's rumored one of her cousins was killed 30 years ago during the battle on Chicago that went wrong. Her family is lower middle class, and once she faded into the shadows quite literally one evening at dinner, her mother was the first to call SDMS--though her father was very much against it.

Ellie, at the time, reluctantly agreed with her mother's wishes. But now that she's at the Academy, she secretly wishes her mother would have never called.

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Lana flinched when the door, Doorian, began to shout at her and the accountant. She saw more paperwork appeared for the stranger to do. As she listened and watched the door for a speaker--she found none. The voice sounded closer than a speaker could--louder too.

She looked up at the ceiling, trying to see if there was an opening for someone to throw the paperwork from--but found a solid ceiling there.

"We appeared here?" She responded when Doorian finally cooled off--at least it sounded like they did; it's not like a door could have feelings--right?

"Like, magic?" She asked as she looked at the accountant with a bit of sadness. The paperwork did not look fun at all to her. "Like paper appearing out of thin air, and a door talking--magic?"

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As Lana felt the door start to open, one of the figures behind her began to speak. She felt nothing at her ankle and groaned, though the stranger probably thought she might be whining at them.

And then the stranger went and grabbed the door in the process and turned it himself before she could open it. Lana stood and took a few steps back, crossing her arms over her upper stomach as the strange person opened the door fully, letting light enter the stone room they were enclosed in before.

And then she heard a voice say, "Hey! What the hell are you doing the doors open!".

The stranger then talks to the voice and replies, but if she didn't know better, it seemed he was talking to the door itself.

Preposterous.

The stranger fell, and papers--tax papers--fell out of thin air. The person began to sort through the documents stating they were an accountant.

"What the fuck is going on?" Lana said aloud. She peered back at the third person still slumbering in the darkness behind them. Stepping through the door, she nudged some of the papers as she walked by.

Turning around, she looked down at the accountant stranger and said, "Did this door just give you its taxes?"

"Am I tripping on acid?" She asked herself more than anyone else.

"Hey," she said to the accountant. "Are you going to do the taxes?"

"Fuck this."

"Hey, door. Doorian or whatever." She peered close at the door, looking for some speaker to see where the noise came from when it 'spoke' earlier. "Where the hell are we? Were we drugged? Was I drugged?"

(Redux) ☽ Salem Witches Institute ☾

@iSuspect
Thanks, I had seen that in one line; it mentioned the younger classmen being 14, so I was a little confused.

Glad that's cleared up. ^_^

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Lana found the door remained shut and did not budge one bit. She then pulled hard on it again just in case. Nothing.

"What the hell?"

But then, through her sleepy stupor, she realized she didn't turn the damn door.

She started to chuckle at herself. Just like usual, she was forgetful and clumsy.

As an afterthought, she reached down to her ankle feeling to make sure her dagger was there.

While bending down, she used her other hand and tried to twist the door handle to see if it would open.

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OK my bad, lol. Just getting the hang of things.

What Are You Listening To?

pandora.app.link/nEDRND0aeeb

Bottom Bitch by Doja Cat

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Sharp pain in the neck awoke Lana, and she opened her eyes to peer around her. She saw two other figures, but her eyes were still blurry with sleep and eye-boogers as she slowly sat up to rub them. Her eyeliner smudged as she rubbed her eyes, so she looked more like a raccoon than before.

Her hands touched the cool stone floor before her, smooth to the touch in certain areas. Sighing, she reached for her purse to grab her very tiny flashlight but found space around her. Her purse was nowhere around.

"Dammit."

Lana then looked at the two sleeping figures and then at the door. She could try and wake the two on the ground but decided against it and went for the door.

She placed her hand on the door and tried to open it.