.:Dance on the Devil's Dance Floor:. {Teen/Power RP}Semi-Lit

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Re: .:Dance on the Devil's Dance Floor:. {Teen/Power RP}Semi

Postby Aғтɛя Ɩ Ғαℓℓ » Thu Sep 16, 2010 2:46 pm

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Name: Io Thalia Mann
Age: Eighteen
Gender: Female
Personality:
Io loves a good fight for what she believes in but most of the time she tries to keep her cool. She doesn't care what people think about her because really, if they have the guts to say that to her, why don't people ever say that they are different or something? Io always puts friends and family first before herself. Some people say her black eyes are scary and that somehow, they make you say the truth. But they don't really.

Most of the time, she's got her head stuck in the clouds, day-dreaming. But when she puts her mind to something she alwas attempts to achieve it. If at first it doesn't work, there's always next time. Working hard to do what she wants and earn what she wants from life, Io never even things about giving up. When people say "It's impossible" sometime's she'll reply with "Sometimes I think of at least 6 impossible things before breakfast" and as she says that, people often relate her to Alice from Alice in Wonderland.
History:
As a child, Io grew up terrified of water. No-one around her could make her swim or anything. But eventually, Io gave in and learnt how to swim even though it still scares her. It might seem odd, but she uses her right hand for writing and her left for everything else. A lot of people comment on it, but Io just ignores them all.
Io grew up in a orphange from the age of 4 onwards as her parents died in a fire. Io never knew she was the cause of it all though.

The staff of the orphange often found her playing with animals and talking. Someday's she came back with cat's eyes and the staff would get timid but then Io turned back to normal and they thought it was just a figure of their imagination. So did Io. She was also, always attracted to fire. If there was a candle, she would watch it for hours at a time, flickering gently.
Gift: Io can control fire; blue fire that is. Whether it's simply clicking to bring up a ball of flame or making i go all the way up her arm without hurting her, Io can do anything with fire. She can also do Animal Imitation; meaning she can have cats eyes, just the eyes and the rest of her body stays the same.
Crush:Tamesis Roman Williams
Country: New Zealand
Country Flag:
NZ Flag
Medical Issues: None
Visible Mutations/Noteable things: Io has eyes like a solar eclipse. Black in color with a white glow behind the black pupil. Like this but with black: Click
Theme song: Careful by Paramore
Other:

Just wondering, did anyone see that televistion show about Aliens? they think they're real, they even had proof. It was kind of freaky...Munchies is what they called them.
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Re: .:Dance on the Devil's Dance Floor:. {Teen/Power RP}Semi

Postby Kites » Fri Sep 17, 2010 12:44 am

LessThanThree wrote:
.:Tamesis and Morgan:.
Tamesis watched the strangers entre the cafe, and he felt a strange feeling somewhere in his chest, like he knew them from somewhere. He felt uncomfortable, and after catching Morgan's eye as she looked up, obviously feeling the same feeling, the both exchanged worried looks. This was a new world, and they didn't know who to trust. Maybe it would have been better if they had stayed in London, that way they knew their way around the city, the underground and the bus routes. But then, if they had stayed, the scientists would have found out where they lived. Tamesis shivered inwardly at the thought of Morgan in the pain they had put her through. It was almost enough to send the pair of them mad. He turned his gaze back to the strangers, and watched them. Morgan, on the other hand, stared at her cup of Earl Grey tea with her own deep green eyes. She could feel dread creeping up on her, and prepared herself to do the impossible, to slow down time and get them out of there.


.:Cedric Fresco:.
Cedric too felt a strange feeling in his chest, but only interpreted it as his body adjusting to the new polluted air. He had always lived in the countryside, in the mountains in the south of Spain near Marbella. He could picture it, the sun on his skin, the sea breese, the sand between his toes. And then now he was here. Stuck in this stuffy, crowded and harsh environment. "Estupido" he muttered in spainish, glaring at the palm of his left hand where the butterfly sat. Such bliss, those days where his skin was clear of ink, and he was surrounded by such ink, living free. He felt trapped, and he wanted out. He shouldn't have come here.


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Re: .:Dance on the Devil's Dance Floor:. {Teen/Power RP}Semi

Postby Serena » Fri Sep 17, 2010 1:51 am

((Madness, please re-read the rules. Your form is really pretty, but there's something you have to add.))

.::Janneke Timmerman::.
As the woman behind the counter looked up and nodded slowly, Janneke immediatly smacked some of her money on the counter. "How much?" She asked, fiddling in her wallet some more, looking up again. "It is vor... Tree days." She added quickly. The woman nodded with a raised eyebrow, the smile never faltering from Janneke's face.

.::Igor Gorvinska::.
A familiar feeling kept crawling all over the young Russian boy as he kept his eyes on the woman who seemingly worked here. Why did he have such a familiar feeling? Like there was someone in here that he knew.
He shivered again and wrapped his arms around him, sighing as he finally got the courage to talk to a waitress who walked by.
".. May I have a.. Uhm, chocolate muffin, da?" He asked, pulling his animal hood over his ears again. He sighed in relief when the waitress nodded, not asking questions. He kicked his legs a few times as he sat on the chair, waiting patiently, his brown eyes flickering around, trying to find where the familiar feeling came from.

.::Tillo Waldemar::.
The German boy scratched his white hair, walking in the direction he heard the Spanish come from. Somehow, it gave him a familiar feeling. Though he couldn't recall knowing anyone who was Spanish?
He shook the thoughts off, raising his backpack over his shoulder again, feeling himself bump into people now and then as he walked in the opposite direction that everyone else seemed to move on.
Yeah, wunderbar....
He forced himself through the crowd, until he thought he caught a glimpse of someone -with brown hair, a teen, seemingly?-. He shook his head as he lost track of the man again, but with just that one glimpse he had been able to tell one thing.
He was not alone.
There were more Gifted.

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Re: .:Dance on the Devil's Dance Floor:. {Teen/Power RP}Semi

Postby sheep. » Fri Sep 17, 2010 2:28 am

.:Ryu:.

Ryu watched the waitress, but as she walked up to a boy that looked about ten - too young to be here on his own, she thought - she felt like he seemed familiar. She sighed, knowing that the only person here who was familiar was Sabastian. That made her wonder where he was, but she decided to just look around for the first day, and if she didn't see him then she'd look for him. He couldn't be far off, maybe just at his hotel. Even though she and Sabastian were at different hotels, she was near him. She watched the waitress and decided to try it out, but waited for someone to call (Wait-ress...)
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Re: .:Dance on the Devil's Dance Floor:. {Teen/Power RP}Semi

Postby Kites » Fri Sep 17, 2010 3:43 am

.:Tamesis and Morgan:.
Morgan found herself watching a young man, early twenties she supposed. He was...german? She couldn't place where the accent was from, just that it was definatly eastern European. Her deep green eyes did not move from his face as she stared at him. Tamesis frowned at her, and then turned his head to look over his own shoulder to look at what she was watching. He too found himself staring at this man. In his mind, he was thinking about how ridiculous and rude it was to stare at people, and yet, a strange feeling somewhere in his stomach told him that he knew the man.


.:Cedric Fresco:.
Cedric shook his head sadly. "Estúpido decisión" he muttered to himself, turning around to lean against the wall. What now? To the hotel he knew not where? Back home where he risked being caught? He put his bag on the ground, and a small sparrow perched on it. He smiled softly. No one was watching him here, he was safe.
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Re: .:Dance on the Devil's Dance Floor:. {Teen/Power RP}Semi

Postby CowsRkool » Fri Sep 17, 2010 7:55 am

IHateMondays wrote:She held out her own hand and shook it. "Dakota. Nice to meet you, Emir." She gave a warm smile. "Sorry to bother you, but.. Do you know where I could get some food or a good place to sleep? I've been on the streets for awhile now, and I'm hungry.." Dakota felt her stomach rumble, and she gave and awkward grin to him.

.:Emir:.
Emir smiled apologetically and said, "I'm sorry, but I just arrived here. I have no idea where you could sleep, except in a hotel or something, but we are in a cafe. Maybe you could order something? Or I could get you something if you don't have any money right now." He tried not to look around at the cafe as he felt an even stronger sense that he was surrounded by Gifted. Why are there so many in the cafe? Back in Riyadh, he had never so much as sensed another Gifted near him. Now, he felt like he was surrounded by them. But they're all from different places, he thought, and almost started when he realized he knew exactly which countries they were all from. The two that he had first noticed were from England, the boy at one of the tables was Russian, one of the waitresses was from Japan, and a girl at another table was from here, the US. And the girl in front of me, Dakota, is from Egypt. I wonder if she knows Arabic?
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Re: .:Dance on the Devil's Dance Floor:. {Teen/Power RP}Semi

Postby Aғтɛя Ɩ Ғαℓℓ » Fri Sep 17, 2010 9:45 am

{Sorry, I did read the rules, but I must have missed that. It's added in.}
I used to be 'Wing'
A million miles away
Your signal in the distance
To whom it may concern
I think I lost my way
Getting good at starting over
Every time that I return

I'm learning to walk again
I believe I've waited long enough
Where do I begin?
I'm learning to talk again
Can't you see I've waited long enough
Where do I begin?
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Re: .:Dance on the Devil's Dance Floor:. {Teen/Power RP}Semi

Postby tide. » Fri Sep 17, 2010 10:32 am

IHateMondays wrote:She held out her own hand and shook it. "Dakota. Nice to meet you, Emir." She gave a warm smile. "Sorry to bother you, but.. Do you know where I could get some food or a good place to sleep? I've been on the streets for awhile now, and I'm hungry.." Dakota felt her stomach rumble, and she gave and awkward grin to him.



((She's talking to Emir, but someone else can notice her.. two pages ago, and no answer! BUMP!!))
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Re: .:Dance on the Devil's Dance Floor:. {Teen/Power RP}Semi

Postby sheep. » Fri Sep 17, 2010 10:39 am

Ryu looked at a girl with a younger boy. She casually walked up to them. "Hello, would you like to order?" Her English wasn't perfect but was understandable, and by this time her hair had dried and now had a indigo Lolita head band (or whatever you cal it) in that matched her eyes perfectly. Her hair was it's usual golden brown colour, that made it's way down the back of he dress underneath the apron she had been given.
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Re: .:Dance on the Devil's Dance Floor:. {Teen/Power RP}Semi

Postby tide. » Fri Sep 17, 2010 10:42 am

Dakota looked at Emir desperately, eyes pleading for even a scrap of food. She hadn't eaten in a few days, and she was starving. But in a few moments, her belly took over. "Yes, we would. I'll take a plain iced tea, no lemon."
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