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PostPosted: August 19th, 2011, 9:43 pm
by thejthar
(Here is my character if y'all don't mind me joining.)

Name:Logan Sanders
Age: 20
Affiliation: Currently stuck in a cell in the Organization but wants to escape.
Power: Energy Transfer - Logan can take his pscionic energy and store it in objects and can release it whenever he wants or let it dissipate back into nature.
Bio: Logan was your every day unsociable college boy. He doesn't talk much to his classmates unless he has to work with someone on a project. He was living with an old friend from high school until one day a psycho path barrages into their apartment. Scared he grabs a kitchen knife and throws it at the psycho not knowing he used his pscionic power on it. The knife explodes when it hits the psycho. Later the Organization hears about it and captures him. They put spiecal cuffs on him so that if he transfer energy they will explode on him. He hopes to find a way to get the cuffs off so he can escape before they brainwash him.

(This is character is good enough for this RP.)

PostPosted: August 19th, 2011, 9:43 pm
by Ririyoku
After the bomb, Reginald's next words were like a trickle of water, directed at the two nearest Psions, Drysten and Lillia.

"I need you. Both of you", he sent to them quietly. Reginald was desperate. He had been fighting the Organization for nearly a decade, lost so many friends to their hands. Been forced to kill so many more who had been found and brainwashed...

Merry, his only remaining ally was in a comatose state. He was...alone now...

But then, something ignited within him as a new message entered his mind. More than rage, more than blind hatred. Something deeper stirred...

His consciousness split here, one part left to the town, the other shot out like a laser towards the messenger. A place he knew now, only too well...

It was not Reginald, but his ghost that stood behind Ian now. Long range mental communication had been his most powerful skill long before the other abilities developed.

"Calm...? Calm...!? can you sit there...AND TELL ME TO BE CALM!?!"

Suddenly something gentle pressed into Charlie's back, the soft touch of leather, mixed with a small amount of flesh. A subtle scent, like that of a pomegranate tricked into the air, and a lock of gold hair fell down into Charlotte's sight, as Karen trailed her hand down the girls, "Focus...", she whispered, "Eliminate every thought you don't need, every one that deters your focus. Imagine the glass shards like puzzle pieces, and put them together"

PostPosted: August 19th, 2011, 9:54 pm
by KeKe
Drysten remained stern. Contemplating the man and her need of them. after a few moments which seemed like eons to him and Lillia he shook his head, "no. We aren't killers. I refuse to sink to such a level. All we seek is a peaceful life, free of the hate that has plagued this earth. Just out of curiosity though, what do you need soldiers for? I take it you are not with the organization?"

PostPosted: August 19th, 2011, 9:57 pm
by Inuyashagogirl
Ian screamed and backed up against the wall when the ghost appeared in his room. The waves with this... thing were strong. It drew its energy from everything around, making all sorts of signals and wavelengths focus so it could manifest.
It made his brain feel like it was exploding. He clamped his hands over his ears again, but quickly reached up into the web of media around him and flicked the finished product to the manifestation of Reginald.

"Being Calm, ...makes... things. Good when thing are.... BAD!"

PostPosted: August 19th, 2011, 9:58 pm
by MissMitsuki0524
Charlotte stiffened but then relaxed, cleared her mind, and focused.

"H-Hey Reaper, why're you being so nice to the new girl? Ya know she's just gunna-"

It didn't take but a quick glare from Karen to shut him up, and return to helping Charlotte.

Charlotte's hands trembled for a second, she held her breath without noticing and her shoulders rose a bit just as shards of glass were disappearing and then reappearing as the glass wall that once stood in between her and the other Psions.

She relaxed after the wall was put back, and exhaled with relief.

"Thanks.. I don't really know what I'm doing" Her hands were still a little shaky.

The other Psions walked away mumbling,
"Wthell was that performance..."
"Idk.. But If you ever got that close to Reaper, I'd think it'd just be so she could slit your throat."

PostPosted: August 19th, 2011, 10:05 pm
by thejthar
Logan was sitting in his cell thinking of a way out. He doesn't know how long he has been there but all he knows is that he needs to get out. He can tell that the people in the other cells seem to have powers too. Every now and then one of them would be walked down the hall with a guard escort and then come back different. He got to know the guy in the cell next to him but he was changed about a week ago he thinks.

I need to get out of here. I don't want to be changed. I have to figure out a way to get these cuffs off so I can use my powers to get out. I don't want to be changed. I DON'T WANT TO BE CHANGED!!

PostPosted: August 19th, 2011, 10:14 pm
by Ririyoku
"I'm not Organization, no. I am going to destroy them", said one half of Reginald's mind, "And I need every goddamn gun on the line I can get. Every cutthroat, nut-job, crazy mother fucker worth two cents of psionic energy"

"You took...everything...FROM ME!", whatever glass in the room suddenly cracked, any electronic devices sputtering out and exploding on the spot. Each foot the ghost drew nearer to Ian seemed to compound the effect, objects around Ian exploding like gunshots, even solid wood and steel.


"Don't mind those self conscious little fuckers", Karen murmured, pulling reluctantly away from Charlotte to stand a few steps away. Her eyes were red and swollen, evidence of her earlier tears, and her vain attempts to hide the evidence of them. The scent of strong whisky hung upon her breath.

PostPosted: August 19th, 2011, 10:20 pm
by KeKe
Lillia spoke out this time no longer fearful, now she had resolve she did not like the way this man thought at all.

"So you would sacrifice countless people for your own end? How does that work? They already have people more powerful than... than.. People who..." her telepathic voice began to crack. "PEOPLE WHO WOULD TORTURE THOSE THEY CLAIMED TO LOVE JUST BECAUSE THEY DIDIN'T WANT THEIR CHILDREN TO BECOME SLAVES TO SOME MILITARY!! HOW COULD.." tears were streaming down her face now, "how could you possibly hope to destroy people like that."

PostPosted: August 19th, 2011, 10:25 pm
by MissMitsuki0524
Charlotte looked at her eyes and took in the smell of pure liquor. The smell cut away at her senses.

She grabbed her hand, "C'mon. I'll fix this, without 'powers'."

After stopping by and grabbing a few hot towels from a nurse on duty, Charlotte took Karen back to the room laid her down and put the hot rag over her eyes.

"Here. You need to rest and calm down." She sat on the opposite end of the bed, unsure if she should get comfortable with her personality like this, or still be careful since she was only drunk and her personality could change once sober. "For someone like yourself, I don't know why you have any reason to be crying. Whatever reason it is though, it must be a good one." She said with a tired expression and a smirk tugging at the corner of her mouth.

PostPosted: August 19th, 2011, 10:46 pm
by Inuyashagogirl
Ian screamed again, withdrawing further into himself as everything seemed to be destroyed around him.He slid down against the wall, curling into a ball. He reached into the air again however, flicking through the multiplying waves to create another message.

"Who are you? WHAT DID... I do- to YOU?!"
There was a pause as his hand flicked through the air again and he groaned.
"Stop in th- you.... Re... HURTING H- me......."

Logan's cell door opened and First Lutenint McMullen stepped in.
So much paperwork to do, and yet they were sending him to deal with the loonies.
"Hello, Logan. I'm Lutenint McMullen... We haven't met before, but I think we'll be getting to know each other well from now on. I've been sent to offer you one last chance at joining us without.... Persuission."

PostPosted: August 19th, 2011, 11:10 pm
by Ririyoku
"I cant", Reginald said softly, stroking an idle swash of Merry's hair from her face, "I cant. But we can, with others...we could do it. I don't expect to survive it"

In fact, Reginald meant not to.

"You have no idea", Karen whispered under hear breath, turning on her side and trying to force the towel deeper upon her head. But no matter how hard she pushed, it would never be enough to steam out the voice in her head. His voice.

Her thoughts flickered back to their last night together, before she--

"STOP IT!", the woman all but screamed.

The woman who drove around on a Kawasaki, murdering people with a katana like an Uma Thurman cameo.
The hard-ass women who drank hard-ass whiskey, and flipped the bird to this-that-and-the-other, spewing profanity and spilling blood as she went.
The women who looked like she had stepped out of a Victoria's secret catalog, with a body that would make angels green with envy.

That women was crying, balling up into a sphere, her chest convulsing violently as she tried to hold back the water works, but couldn't.

She just...couldn't...

How the mighty had fallen...

"You're going to deliver a message for me", the other half of Reginald murmured, "Do you understand?", above him, papers and other lighter objects swarmed like a hurricane.

PostPosted: August 20th, 2011, 4:42 am
by Inuyashagogirl
Ian shook his head from side to side, burying it in his knees, shaking. He was starting to lose energy.

"No!! I still- Don't understand i- anythiiing... Please, Mr Da- Answer the- my questions- Who are you?!- Delivery! To- Who? Please, M- Stop!- So we can.... Talk about this..... You are-...........v-Scare- me."

The entire message was like the wisper or a radio being tuned in the middle of this unnatural storm. It was obvious that Reginald and Ian weren't on the same page at all.

PostPosted: August 20th, 2011, 11:23 am
by KeKe
Drysten was the only one left capable pf stringing together coherent thoughts. "So tell me, how does someone who expects to throw his life away intend to lead people who have barely any psychic powers against an organization with only the strongest people? Our mother gave her life so that we might live away from that. Tell me, why should I forsake everything she did to go and seek out what she tried to protect us from?"

PostPosted: August 20th, 2011, 8:48 pm
by thejthar
Logan looked at the man who entered his cell all confused. He then looks away and thinks for second and then looks back at him and says "You mean you won't change me? I see y'all take the other inmates and you bring them back and they are a different person. I don't want to change, I don't want to change."

He then thinks to himself Is the chance I will get to escape or should I stay and take his offer. I'll see what he does with me and figure out what I want to do after I see if he is telling the truth.

PostPosted: August 22nd, 2011, 8:32 pm
by MissMitsuki0524
Charlotte panicked, and tried to think of a way to comfort her.

She laid down next to staring at the ceiling. "I've never been through anything nearly as crucial as you.. I'm sure. But, just take a deep breath in and out and try and relax." she got up to change out the rag with a warm one and put it over her tired eyes and laid back down next to her.

"I can fix a glass wall and I can probably make things disappear... So I'll try and fix you too, and make the pain disappear." Wow that sounded cheesy. But.. She feels like an older sister to me. In a weird way.