In the dark(1x1 roleplay)

[fugitive]

Teenagers have been disappearing from everywhere, most people believe they are running away, but is it true? Oh no, it's not, these kids are special. They have abilities, special powers that they do not know about, they are being taken away so that they can be trained to use these gifts, these beautiful powers.....

Rules:


1.Two characters each.
2. Your character can't have the same power as another.
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4. They is only two rooms for them to sleep in, one for girls, one for boys, please don't make them have their own.
5. Your character can have two powers, but no more.
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9. Your character most wear clothes.
10. Your character must be between 15 and 19.
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Name: Voltaire
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Power(s): Is super smart.
Personality: Voltaire is very quiet, not because he is shy, he just doesn't see the need to talk. He likes to be left alone to think and find out stuff.
History: Will do later.
Shirt: Blue button up shirt.
Pants: Black baggy pants
Any other clothing?: Lab coat.
Picture: Still doing it.... But here it is without clothing. viewtopic.php?f=32&t=503463
How long have he/she been here?: Around two months.
Anything else?: Nope.
Roleplay example: Not needed, if you want one, please pm.

[Chomp]

Name: Shark
Gender: Female
Age: 19
Power: Strength
Personality: She's usually quiet, but if she's curious she won't be shy about getting into your business. Protective of people she knows, easily frustrated, a little hot headed at times.
History: (not needed)
Shirt: Black tee.
Pants: Baggy faded jeans.
Any other clothing?: Bulky black headphones + CD player (not always).
How long have he/she been here?: Fairly new, two weeks.
Anything else?: Nope

[fugitive]

Mahaha!! I'm going to start the rp now.. xD

Voltaire walked into a lab like area, which wasn't in top shape due to the fact that the building was abandoned. He looked around the place, many stayed out of this room, they had their training and whatnot to do, and Voltaire liked the peace. He carefully touch some bottles with stuff in them then and looked at the labels, he then slowly picked up some and walked over too a small table, put them down and stared at them for a few minutes and then sighed and pick up the bottles and put them back.

(Sorry if I didn't give you anything to work with...:{ -snuggles-)

[Chomp]

Shark paced through the halls, her headphones blaring some techno song at full volume - the redundant "THMP THMP THMP" causing anyone she passed to question how she could still hear clearly. Another dull day. It wasn't really a surprise, though. And Shark didn't mind. She had food to eat and a place to sleep, and it was at least better than her life before. She figured that she could just walk out whenever she wanted to. How wrong she was.

She began to pass the room that Voltaire was in, stopping short. His comfortable retreat from the others. He didn't talk much - he was the silent type to mind his own business. So today, Shark would bug him a little, and attempt to find out if he had any emotions behind that hallow mask he wore.

Clicking the CD player off, she slipped in quietly, making her way over to the boy with eerily silent footsteps. Then, before he could react, she lunged forward, jumping onto his back and wrapping an arm around his neck. She lowered her head to his shoulder, grinning mischievously. "What's up?" she asked. "Hey, you can talk right?" she asked, poking his cheek with her free hand, before pulling the corner of his lip back and looking at his teeth.

[fugitive]

Voltaire gasped and dropped a bottle, the glass flew around the little table. He got very annoyed and sided his foot so some glass slid off. He continue to remain silent "Ack! Why is it always a girl?" He thought to himself and then tried to get out, but soon gave up and sighed. "Of course I can talk... I just don't see the need. Now if you don't mind, I have to clean up this mess." He said the last part in annoyance.

[Chomp]

"Is that it?" she asked, stepping down from her spot on his back and crossing her arms. "What is this junk...?" she trailed off, picking up one of the bottles and moving it around in her hand, only to have it slip and crash to the ground. Lazily moving her eyes down she muttered a quiet 'whoops', before sitting against the table.

"I think I saw a box of stuff like this somewhere." shoving her hands into her pocket, she looked up at the ceiling contemplatively. "Ah well." shrugging, she began out of the room. "I guess I could tell you." she smirked slightly, looking back at him through the corner of an eye. "But, you have to tell me what's on your mind." she added firmly. She would get this guy to talk. She wanted to know what was going on in that head of his.

[fugitive]

Voltaire turned and went to get his rag, which was only a table away, it was then he heard the crash. He turned and looked at her, then down to glass, every other thing she said he didn't seem to hear. "That better not be what I think it is..." He muttered to himself and rushed over to clean it up, but before he could, the contents touched and a small explosion formed. Voltaire coughed as it cleared and looked shocked and very mad, he pushed his glass up and looked at Shark. "What in the world where you thinking? I needed that! Why do you think it was away from the edge and I wasn't touching it?! Grr! Now look at this mess! How am I going to warn everyone now! Hmm? Just everything in this stupid place is doomed now! Why does things like this always happens, as soon as I get what I need BOOM It exposes. Every stinking time!" He did went and got his rag wet and started cleaning "Why don't we all just drop everything we touch, uh? Then maybe there wouldn't be any problems in this world, cuz we would all be die!" He grabbed the broom and started sweeping "I mean, what are we, some sorta brain die morons who have no idea how to use a spoon? Uh? What? Do I need to teach everybody in this stinking world how to put on shoes? ACK!" He put away the broom and looked around, a lot of the teenagers came to see what the yelling was about.

[Chomp]

[LOL! Voltaire's reaction is priceless]

Shark listened with a slightly disturbed expression. So THAT'S where his emotions were hidden. No wonder he didn't show them often. "... That's not the only thing exploding." Shark muttered under her breath, then looked to the people who had come to figure out what exactly was up. "Show's over kiddies, get outta here!" she slammed the door in their noses, before walking over to Voltaire. She could have just walked away, but something he said in his ramblings piqued her interest.

To get his focus, the woman grabbed his shoulders and pushed him to a wall. "Got that out of you system?" she asked, raising a brow. "Good. Now, what did you mean, warn everyone?" she asked, letting go and crossing her arms again.

[fugitive]

Voltaire dusted himself off, he used up all his anger yelling up that storm but a headache replaced it. He looked at Shark and sighed "I going to have to tell you now. Please come with me." He said this rather quietly "But I warn you, if you tell anyone else, it could..." He paused trying to think of a good word to use "Oh forget it. It would be really bad." He then look around and walked into a small space, it looked something like a closet. It was cramped but not unbearable. "OK, you know this place, the people who run it and all that stuff. Well, what if I was to tell you that this whole place was to turn us into butt-kicking war machine to fight for them in a new world war? Because that is what it is. I have been trying to make something to help me escape so I could tell everybody where you guys where and get you all out of here, if I told you guys... Well I'm guessing a lot of you would overreact.." He stood there and waited to see her reaction, the closet was sound poof, something he did in case this happen, Shark didn't seem like that type of person but anything could happen.

[Chomp]

Shark laughed slightly. "I'd say you're off you've spent a little too much time around the chemicals." she smirked. "That or you're just paranoid... really, what new war?" she looked at his expression, which wasn't really reassuring. All this time she had thought maybe they were keeping these powerful kids here to protect them, or protect people they might hurt, maybe train them to control their abilities. But not use them, not like that.

She refrained from shoving the man to the wall out of sheer anger. "We're just weapons?" Shark asked, furrowing her brows slightly. She slammed a fist into a wall - leaving a large crater, her desires pushing her to destroy those who put them here. "Low life SCUM BAGS! How could they use us like that?! Who do they think they are?!" she snarled. "Why did I expect any better? Stupid!" she bashed the lower section of her hand into her forehead a few times, before rubbing it due to the headache she had given herself by doing so. "Uggh.." groaning, she moved her eyes back to the man, raising a brow. "... Got a plan?" she asked quietly, still clenching her teeth in frustration.