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| 30 Dec 2013 06:39 PM |
The Missing is a role playing forum about High school kids who don't know each other but all have been taken for a reason. The reason is they have powers some know what there's is but some have yet to discover it. When you awake you are in a black bag with some holes at the top for breathing. You are in a room that is empty with only a air vent. You have to escape using your powers WITHOUT getting caught by your kidnappers. If you read this put Ready in the others part of the CS.
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~No powers like teleporting or something that can let you escape in a second. ~No godmoddering ~No Bad language ~No spamming
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| 30 Dec 2013 06:43 PM |
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Name: Elizabeth (Liz)
Gender: Female
Age: 14
Grade: 9th
Power: Wings: Mocha colored wings with golden edges.
Physical Description: Long brown hair and brown eyes. Skinny with gentle features. She is wearing a blue tank top with jean shorts and black flats.
Bio (Optional): She is 14 and has keep her wings a secret from her family. Everyday after school she practices her flying.
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chichi87
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| 31 Dec 2013 10:01 PM |
Name: Hi, my name is Alison Darkmatere (old OC). Most people call me Ali. (Pronounced uh-LIS-un Ah-LEE DARK-mat-ear)
Gender: Um, obviously a girl.
Age: Last I checked, I'm fourteen.
Grade: Let's see... One,two,three,four.... Tenth.
Power: I can manipulate and become shadows. And hang in the shadow dimension.
Physical Description: I'm about 4'9", skinny, I have a bunch of freckles on my face. I'm about 90 pounds. I have silvery black hair that kind of flows like fire. My eyes are silver, and my skin is a greyish pale. Think 'Discord Whooves' grey. Um, let's see, I happen to have small shadow wings. I wear a grey sweatwhirt, a black beanie that normally keeps my hair from floating up and going wild, and faded jeans. I don't wear shoes, the leather and stuff is too hard to change into shadows easily. I also wear a pair of headphones when I'm doing nothing. I like the sound of nothing. Helps me concentrate.
Bio (Optional): Nope
Other: It takes Alison about 1 minute to merge into the shadows. So she can't instantly teleport away. |
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| 01 Jan 2014 12:43 PM |
| (Accepted let's wait for a few more people) |
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| 01 Jan 2014 12:54 PM |
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Name:Taylor
Gender:Male
Age:15
Grade:10
Power:Mind control
Physical Description: Scruffy blond/brown hair. Very tall for age. Muscley. Red hoodie, black skinny ripped jeans
Bio (Optional): He has discovered his power and uses for his own good. He is shy, cynical, arrogant and quiet.
Other:Mind control has limited use and has a recharge time, it hurts him when he uses it too much
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| 01 Jan 2014 12:58 PM |
| I dont like the shortness of this. |
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PawzKat
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| 01 Jan 2014 01:20 PM |
Name: "It's Kayden Urick Slade. I've been known to go by the nickname Kade, but I really don't encourage it."
Gender: "Well, duh. Guy. Or at least I was last time I checked."
Age: "Sixteen years of age, at your services. My Zodiac is Taurus 2, making my birthday in early May, or properly, May 6th."
Grade: "Let's see. Since I'm sixteen, it means I should be either in my sophomore year, or junior. Properly. Ya, I'm a sophomore."
Power: "My ability is Sound Manipulation. Along with that, I can also manipulate and project my voice. Mimicry."
Physical Description: Kayden stands at about 6'1, which, in his opinion he considers to be rather average for a guy his age. He weighs in at something around 150, his frequent activities keeping his build lean. Being tall, he is also lanky, and has a tendency to trip over his feet, or to accidentally knock something over with a backhand. With skin colour that resembles something close to a creamy pale, with a hint of peach, he's certainly strange. Due to his fair skin, whenever Kayden is pressured to blush, his skin instantly heats up, becoming a splotchy, fiery red. Freckles can be spotted, falling over his nose and even lightly crossing into his cheeks.
His eyes are something he inherited from a fairy tail, a crystalline yellow, ringed with a deeper amber effect that gives his eyes something close to gold. He'd been taught that the colour of his eyes corresponded to his element, or at least, in his family it did, for his mother held the same gift as he. A rounded appearance, his eyes hold, they are lashed by his long, thick lashes, which have been described as "lashes" a girl could kill for. Kayden's features could be described more as "rugged", or "sculpted", with prominent cheekbones and a chin.
His hair is a dark, frenzied mess. Though while it isn't curly, his hair wouldn't be described as straight either. It can be called wavy, because, as stated, it was a mix of the two. It's also rare to see Kayden comb it, as he prefers the mismatched strands and such. As for the accurate colour description, it's dark...almost black in colour with the occasional lighter streak of brown running through. His eyebrows match his hair colour, as in most cases. On some days, Kayden will run around with a faint stubble on his chin.
Bio (Optional): "Keyword; optimal. Translation; No thanks!" |
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| 02 Jan 2014 09:09 AM |
Name: Red
Gender: Male
Age: 12
Grade: 8th
Power: Minor Telekinesis, Emotion reading, manipulate red flames (at small amounts). Superior Strength.
Physical Description: Tall (for his age), wears a pinstripe fedora, red dress shirt w/ brown dress vest and red tie. Red eyes, somewhat long black hair.
Bio (Optional): Entered 8th grade early, due to "special interest". A shy one, does not usually speak, and when he does, quiet and limited.
He has shown to have a bit of provoke-able anger, usually resulting in minor red flames and small objects floating around him. When possible, keep a close eye on him.
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| 02 Jan 2014 09:49 AM |
More detailed CS-
Name:Taylor, he hates this name and wants people to call him Clark.
Gender:Male
Age:15
Grade:10
Power:Mind control
Physical Description: Scruffy blond/brown hair. Very tall for age. Muscley. Red hoodie, black skinny ripped jeans. Wears nerdy glasses. Has a normal voice but randomly goes high pitched. He has dark purple coloured eyes. He has no tan and is very white. He is considered average weight. He is considered handsome.
Bio (Optional): He has discovered his power and uses for his own good. He is shy, cynical, arrogant and quiet, when he knows people and can trust them he is friendly, trustworthy,cheerful but even if he trusts you its also down to the situation. He can't remember who he is and can only remember a few things from his life. He loves Taylor Swift, his name (Real and Fake), he got bullied, he had some friends (not the friends which got caught). He can't remember his family, friends which got caught too, where he lives. He can sing and usually sings when he feels intimidated. He is very intelligent and he is considered a geek. He only opens up about feelings to those closest. He is paranoid constantly about how he looks and if he's fat.
Other:Mind control has limited use and has a recharge time, it hurts him when he uses it too much.
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| 02 Jan 2014 01:23 PM |
(K let's start c:)
Liz woke up. "W-what?" She said. She was in a black bag. Her wings felt cramped so she gently spread them out. The bag ripped a little. She spread them more and more until the bag burst open. She let out her 14 foot wingspan and looked around. She gasped at the sight of many bags on the floor. |
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| 02 Jan 2014 01:32 PM |
(Aye.. Seems interesting.. Let me make a Character Sheet.)
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| 02 Jan 2014 01:53 PM |
| Taylor woke. He took a few seconds and took in everything what happened. 'I'm in a bin bag, really?' he sighed. He ripped open a hole in bag and stepped out. He looked around and stared at the girl with wings. |
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PawzKat
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| 02 Jan 2014 01:54 PM |
"Ah, sh-" That muffled curse came from one of the larger, writhing black bags. The bag was like a worm, it's occupant seemed to be desperately rolling around in an attempt to get out. "Screw this." The voice came again, only this time with a slight hint of anger. Then it happened. The bag rippled, it's meshy fabric twisting as a sonic scream blew it open. It's occupant, an older boy with a black mop of hair flew propelled in the opposite direction of his scream. He stopped, but too late, his head colliding with the wall in a solid, "THUNK!", as he dropped down to the floor, knocked unconscious.
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PawzKat
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| 02 Jan 2014 02:00 PM |
(I use Taylor when RP, but Clark when people mention his name and in chat *=thoughts) Taylor's heart was pounding. He was thinking *What do I do? Who are these people? Where am I?* As a natural reaction "Who are you people" he shouted |
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PawzKat
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| 02 Jan 2014 02:17 PM |
| The tall, dark-haired boy clambered up from the floor. He sure recovered from being smacked on a head quickly. Settling back against the grubby wall, he turned his head towards Taylor, stating, "Lets see. We were in black body bags, and no we're in a locked room. Do you know what I remember before I woke up here? Three dumbasses jabbing a needle at my throat. Take a guess, kid, it's not hard to tell what happened." |
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| 02 Jan 2014 02:22 PM |
| Taylor was furious. He just stood there trying to mind control the unknown boy. He was too weak. He gave up and was panting heavily. "... Well I'm Taylor, but I hate that name, I prefer Clark." "Oh and just to let you know, you haven't made a good impression" Taylor ranted on. He sat down and sighed. |
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PawzKat
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| 02 Jan 2014 02:30 PM |
| The dark-haired boy said nothing, thinking over his answer. But a smile toyed with his lips, no...a smirk. "Oh, that's fine." He replied, with a dismissive wave using his left hand, "I'm not out to make good impressions, thankfully for you. This world would be different I was, and not for the better." |
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PawzKat
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| 02 Jan 2014 02:31 PM |
--If I.
I'll cuss out spell-check later. |
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| 02 Jan 2014 02:37 PM |
| Taylor stared at the wall not replying. He just thought things through. He sighed again. He pulled up his sleeve of his hoodie to find a deep wound with a darkish blue. He pulled down his sleeve. He sighed again. "We're trapped". "If we get out of here, we need to get along". |
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| 02 Jan 2014 02:40 PM |
| (Oh god... I just lost my Character Sheet... Well..) |
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PawzKat
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| 02 Jan 2014 02:42 PM |
| "No duh, Captain Obvious." The older teenager responded with a slight snarl, making a reference to Clark's first statement before hesitating, "But we don't need to get along." He paused, taking a deep breath before continuing, "A Government doesn't need to get along, they only have to act like it in front of the public to keep tensions low." |
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