*You turn a corner and enter past a door frame where normaly there should be a door, except that frame is actually an completely out of place small tunnel the size and shape of a doorframe but extends out for a few dozen feet until you enter in another expanse of halls and habitat-warehouse like rooms - and what's worse, is that, yes the previous scenario was dead silent and frozen in time, but you could at least see the people that would have moved in there and the vehicles and the activity that was frozen, this place however... this place is just EMPTY... like out of place empty...*
*I look over at the wall, getting an idea of sorts.*
∆: Maybe... How thick could it be?
*I grab my ∆-Blade and walk towards the wall, placing the top of the hilt on the wall and activating the blade. I begin to cut a rectangle-ish shaped hole in the wall.*
Appearance: Short, has dark gray hair that is usually messy, usually wears a dark green shirt over a black hoodie and gray pants. There seems to be an unexplained scar from his right shoulder to his right eye. His most noticeable feature is his dark red eyes.
Ability: Gravity Manipulation
Personality: Mostly timid and quiet, having a blank expression most of the time, even the tone of his voice seems blank. Occasionally, he'll be a bit more open and talkative, just depends.
Back Story: Nothing was really odd when he was born, but when he first opened his eyes, there was something off, the dark red was unusual and not normal. His parents thought it was odd, but shook it off. About one decade later, when he was around 12, he was at school in a classroom by himself, (He would usually stay after classes) and realized something was off... He felt something in his hands, almost like there was an object pressing against them on all sides... The pressure from it quickly rose, and then stopped... He had quickly shaken it off, thinking it was nothing. Later, when he arrived home, he was sitting at his small desk next to his bed, when he reached to pick up a pen, the strange feeling from earlier came back, and he felt it releasing towards the pen, causing it to break through the desk and got lodged into the ground. Things quickly escalated from there, where the same strange occurrence would happen with multiple objects, whether he was at school, home, anywhere, really.
About 1 year later, he saw an advertisement for a certain school, he paid it no mind. A few weeks a later, an incident occurred at his school involving his unknown power, which ended up getting a few people injured including his best friend. He had been called many things, freak, monster, and many more. He had stayed at home for another several months, isolating himself. One day, he saw the same ad for the school and got an idea. Fast forward to today and he is arriving at the school.
Appearance: Short, has dark gray hair that is usually messy, usually wears a dark green shirt over a black hoodie and gray pants. There seems to be an unexplained scar from his right shoulder to his right eye. His most noticeable feature is his dark red eyes.
Ability: Gravity Manipulation
Personality: Mostly timid and quiet, having a blank expression most of the time, even the tone of his voice seems blank. Occasionally, he'll be a bit more open and talkative, just depends.
Back Story: Nothing was really odd when he was born, but when he first opened his eyes, there was something off, the dark red was unusual and not normal. His parents thought it was odd, but shook it off. About one decade later, when he was around 12, he was at school in a classroom by himself, (He would usually stay after classes) and realized something was off... He felt something in his hands, almost like there was an object pressing against them on all sides... The pressure from it quickly rose, and then stopped... He had quickly shaken it off, thinking it was nothing. Later, when he arrived home, he was sitting at his small desk next to his bed, when he reached to pick up a pen, the strange feeling from earlier came back, and he felt it releasing towards the pen, causing it to break through the desk and got lodged into the ground. Things quickly escalated from there, where the same strange occurrence would happen with multiple objects, whether he was at school, home, anywhere, really.
About 1 year later, he saw an advertisement for a certain school, he paid it no mind. A few weeks a later, an incident occurred at his school involving his unknown power, which ended up getting a few people injured including his best friend. He had been called many things, freak, monster, and many more. He had stayed at home for another several months, isolating himself. One day, he saw the same ad for the school and got an idea. Fast forward to today and he is arriving at the school.
Here it is, hope it's not too much or too little. Some things might be a bit clunky, but it's what I could do
Appearance: Short, has dark gray hair that is usually messy, usually wears a dark green shirt over a black hoodie and gray pants. There seems to be an unexplained scar from his right shoulder to his right eye. His most noticeable feature is his dark red eyes.
Ability: Gravity Manipulation
Personality: Mostly timid and quiet, having a blank expression most of the time, even the tone of his voice seems blank. Occasionally, he'll be a bit more open and talkative, just depends.
Back Story:
If it's okay with you, I'll just put this here for now, I'll get the back story and ability part finished tomorrow.
*You look forward and something is wrong... though the initial mental anguish seems to have subsided merely for a little, the room before you seems to continue on into the depths far beyond any logical geometry or possibility. This would have been a building unit the size of an average house... yet what you see before your eyes is a seemingly endless hall of rooms without doors and broken furniture and abandoned and broken utensils... something is way off.*
*And when you look back... uuuh... where's the entry room you came through into this habitat module?*
∆: C'mon... Now you're teleporting me? Whoever's doing this trippy crapfest had better stop...
*I start to walk around the area, finding more of the same. The room seems to stretch out from beyond my vision...*
*The moan stops abruptly after you ask and you suddenly feel an intense and unexplainable dread that begins filling your body, every system in you triggers errors and unpossessable information warnings as you see the door and room before you elongate like a scene from a nightmare where the corridor you are trying to reach the end of, keeps extending...*
∆: D-damn it... W-what is going on...
*My voice sounded glitchy, almost inhuman. I feel a splitting headache, which hurts more than it should, considering I've never felt any pain close to this. I begin walking forward, but it's almost as if something is pushing back...*
In time with more practice it would get bigger but still won't allow it to be so op where you could use gravity to crush someone or something like that. In a battle again that could be discussed though.
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<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;"><div class="bb-center"><span class="bb-b"><span class="bb-i">"I see now that the circumstances of one's birth are irrelevant. It is what you do with the gift of life that determines who you are."</span></span><br>-Freddy Fazbear</div><br><br><div class="bb-center"><img src="https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/33b05663-5dee-4fea-b710-8f5d1524ef90.png" /><br><img src="https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/700095c6-0637-4b12-beaa-db5fa4b74742.png" /></div></div>