Survivors Vol. 4 : open & accepting!

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Re: Survivors Vol. 4 : open & accepting!

Postby apochrypha » Sun Aug 19, 2018 2:38 am

ᴀᴍɪʀᴀ » ♀️ » 21 » pansexual » dark matter manipulator » location: town » tags: open
The nights were always the worst part of this life. Samira moved about freely enough during the day, keeping to herself and trying to scavenge enough supplies to get by, but when night fell, she quickly took cover wherever she could find it. She was currently on her way to do exactly that, walking quickly through the narrow brick streets of the town. As quiet as she tried to be, she couldn’t prevent the small splashes that came with each step in the water that covered the streets and which echoed off the walls of the buildings around her.

Samira’s original plan had been to head to the junkyard and lock herself inside a car for the night, but she felt wary at the thought of traveling the rest of the way there; there was a decent chance she could run into something more than she could handle along the way. She found the town eerie, but it was probably a safer bet than the space between the last buildings and the dump. Looking around her, she spotted a door hanging off its hinges and ducked inside, tensing at the creaking of the hinges.

While it was dark outside, it was pitch black within the building. Mira extended one hand as if she were grasping at something, the odd feeling in her hand alerting her that she was touching dark matter. She took a small amount of the substance into her hand, manipulating it with her fingers to get a feel for it, and then willed the almost-intangible matter to form a small ball which hung suspended in the air between her hands. Samira focused her energy on the tiny ball, rotating her hands around it as she directed it to ignite itself; a small flame soon hovered over her palm, providing enough light for her to inspect the building.

This room was empty, and a few minutes later she had assured herself she was alone inside. She set her backpack down in the corner of the room farthest from the door, then sank down herself and leaned back against it. She extinguished the flame, the mysterious dark matter that formed it vanishing back to its origin as quickly as she had called it forth and plunging her into darkness. Samira lay on her side, using her bag as a pillow, and curled up to prepare for yet another night of light sleep on a filthy floor. She hoped she would be able to fall asleep instead of spending the whole night wide awake and staring at nothing.
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Re: Survivors Vol. 4 : open & accepting!

Postby Cosmic*Dreams » Sun Aug 19, 2018 8:03 am

Grayson "Gray" Bate | Male | 29 | Straight | Location: Jace's Safe House | Powers: Heat Vision, Cryokinesis | Crush: None | Tags: Loralei, Echo, Lenny, Amell, Emmaline, Jace, Gianna
Gray narrowed his eyes and tilted his head. Jace could do no better than him. "A leader needs to protect. What do you think I've been doing these past few years while I've known Lennox? I've been protecting him." He took a step forward and looked down at the man. He had him by several inches. "When I mean asset I mean an ally. We would help her and she would help us. It was like that back in the normal civilian days and I don't believe you put up much of a fight for that." At each jab from Jace the insults grew into a feeling he hadn't felt in a long time; hate, anger, disgust. These were the people he had been fighting for? Gray took in a deep breath and in a deadly quiet tone replied, "You have not seen what I have. You have not seen what Rory is capable of. And you have not seen the entirety of my actions and why I've done them. I do what I do for the greater good, making an enemy of her is something only a mundane like you could disregard." He knew how strong Rory was, she was hiding most of her strengths. He also knew the group was strong, but they didn't think like a team. If the group didn't trust each other than the group would fall. That was easy for him to see, but clearly not the others. At another military jab Gray was ready to draw his dagger and press it to Jace's jugular, then all he would have to do was angle and slice and no more issues. He closed his eyes, reigning in the anger boiling over in his body before staring back at Jace with dead eyes. "You speak of me like you know who I am. I know little of you and you know little of me, do not belittle my background or my specialties because you do not agree with them. When an order would come through to 'take someone out' often times that means assassination. This is common sense, not just military. If an order was told to 'take someone out', such as yourself, that often meant death." Gray tried to explain, but knew it was futile, so why was he still trying? "You speak of me like I'm a monster, but you don't face the truth that Lenny did the exact same job I did. Before you speak down upon my actions, think first about the one you are fond of." Grayson took a few paces back out of punching distance and crossed his arms over his chest. The jab kept getting harsher with each vowel. He narrowed his eyes and smirked, "That's hypocritical," He commented before explaining. "You say Rory is a person, yet you refer to her as 'a monster who kills at sight with every chance they get.' Perhaps you should practice what you preach." Despite Grayson's attempt to find reasoning he knew the argument was going nowhere. Jace was in no way willing to listen to a 'military monster' and the irony was painfully clear. So now he had a choice, find Rory and tell her to leave for good, or leave the group he had created and leave Lenny behind. Gray uncrossed his arms and shook his head, "If there's one thing I can't stand, it's ignorance." He growled, turned on his heel, and walked along the side of the cabin. He had figured it was time to get some rest and sleep on the decision he was given. He moved back inside the house, found an empty chair and made himself comfortable in it, allowing his body to finally doze off.

[size=85]Lennox "Lenny" Ross | Male | 26 | Homosexual | Location: Jace's Safe House | Powers: Nullifying powers, Stealth/Chameleon | Crush: Jace, Amell | Tags: Amell, Echo, Grayson, Loralei, Jace, Emmaline, Gianna

Lenny listened to the twins argue for a split second and at the mention of the deer he looked down, puzzles. Emmaline had a point, if Rory was a threat why was she offering them meat? Before Lenny could ask anything else she was walking off, a girl on a mission, leaving him standing dumbfound next to Amell. "She has a point, you know. If Rory was a threat why did she bring us food? Unless it was poisoned?" He offered and toed the hind of the carcass. It looked to be in fine shape, nothing seemed out of place unless she had poisoned it somehow. He pulled a leg up on the deer to look for more puncture wounds and when he found none he stood back beside Amell. "The deer doesn't seem to have been tampered with." He noted and glanced at the sky. It was so dark out he could barely see the tops of the trees. "Let's bring this somewhere else, we don't want to attract predators. Then we can herd the others inside and fix the sibling rivalry."

Ellie Ross | Female | 18 | Pansexual | Location: Forest | Powers: Density Control, Assassins Blades| Crush: N/A | Tags: Alyssa, Nyx
Ellie huffed when he didn't take the bait. It seemed she was the only one playing the game. She figured it wasn't worth the effort if he wouldn't play along. "I could care less about the population count. As long as I'm alive and well that's all that matters." She grumbled and continued trudging along. She could see houses appearing into view and they would be back inside safe in the next few minutes. "Yes, we were attacked. I don't know by who or what, but it didn't follow us and that's all that matters. We didn't die and we came out mostly unscathed." Ellie reiterated glancing at her wound. She could feel the exhaustion hugging her bones and at the sight of the house coming into view she quickened into a trot. It was too dark for anyone to follow them, but the fire surely was a beacon in the night. "Hey, fire boy, quench your light." She hissed and moved closer to the house they had set up base in. After watching the streets and windows and seeing no one come out she whistled them over. "Come on, get inside." She demanded and walked up the front stops, twisted the doorknob and walked inside.

Erion Ross | Female | 18 | Straight | Location: Cabin/Field | Powers: Earth Manipulation, Synthesia| Crush: N/A | Tags: Lyric
Erion nodded and rested down into the depths of the sofa. Lyric was keeping watch for now and she couldn't keep her eyes open much longer. Eventually the stench and the sound of nighttime lulled her to a dreamless sleep.

Seth Fen & Buckbeak | Male | 24 | Demi/Pan | Location: City | Powers: Avian Syncing, Phasing | Crush: N/A | Tags: Buckbeak, Melina, Larka, Lucian, Lucas
Seth offered a half smile seeing that Lucas had wings. That meant there would be no need to awkwardly fly or leave someone behind, they could all fly together. Of course the idea of staying with strangers was unsettling and made him want to retch, he knew it was a better idea since none of them had seemed hostile. Seth knew, if things went bad, he could take off and leave with Buckbeak. He wasn't a liability to the group, he could easily manage to take care of himself without the added help from Luka. He nodded to the two of them before pointing upwards. "Meet you on the rooftop, okay?" He said and flapped his large wings creating gusts of wind until he was able to raise himself a few feet, then a few yards, and suddenly he was back on the rooftop, his wings aching. He landed and reached to rub a tendon in his wing, wincing at the twinge the action caused. "Lucas can fly, Larka is getting a ride from Lucas. They will meet us on the rooftop." He told them before realizing he had just interrupted something. He glanced down at the barely visible rooftop and back up again, his wings fanning out in order to balance on the ledge.
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Re: Survivors Vol. 4 : open & accepting!

Postby Meowbles » Sun Aug 19, 2018 8:28 am

Henry Macbee | Power: Shrinking and growing objects | Location: suburbs, inside a torn up house | tags: open |

Henry moved away from the windows, as the sun had swiftly set, and even with his lack of knowledge there was something within him that screamed to stay out of sight for tonight. Even within the relative safety of the house, it was still drafty. Henry grabbed a few of the least damaged boards he could find, and then enlarged them. He leaned these against the wall, then ducked under them. He figured that a little bit of shelter inside would help block out the cold that seemed to seep into everything around him. He curled up into a little ball on his side, and waited. He was pretty sure that waiting was going to be all he was doing tonight, because the ground felt more than a little cold. While laying in the dark, Henry thought about what he could remember. He knew his name was Henry, but that’s all there was on a personal front. He could use his power instinctively, but couldn’t remember where he learned. With those thoughts running through his mind, Henry settled in for what was sure to be a very long and uncomfortable night.
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Re: Survivors Vol. 4 : open & accepting!

Postby Echo-song » Sat Sep 01, 2018 6:20 pm

(My posts may be shorter than normal until we get things up and running again :)

Echo - Panther Shifter - Female - Straight- Location: Jace's Safehouse - Tags: Grayson

Echo listened to the two men bicker some more, flattening her ears at the anger that laced their voices. Their little group sure wasn't doing so hot right now. It almost sounded like a fight was about to break out. Thankfully, Grayson walked away and Echo almost sighed with relief. The last thing she wanted was for Jace to shift and then Gray freeze one of his limbs off. If he was capable of it that is. She got up from her perch on the roof and jumped down, wincing as a sharp pain seared through her face. Up until now, she had almost forgotten about her injury. Pain meds were a beautiful thing. The panther wandered into the house and looked to see Grayson dozing off. The cat stretched before shifting back into a girl. She slowly got up from the floor, stretching her aching muscles. The faint sound of the fire crackling was all that filled the air. Echo ambled over to a corner of the room, being quiet so she wouldn't wake Grayson. It was obvious he rarely ever slept. She sat down in her corner and leaned her head against the wall, watching the doorway for anyone else to enter.

Lyric - Can form Temporary Animals - Female - Straight - Location: Field outside city - Tags: Erion, Autumn

Lyric looked down to Erion who had fallen asleep. She made a small smile before looking back up into the darkness. The wolf in front of her flicked an ear as the couch they sat on creaked. The springs were probably way rusted and useless. Lyric opened her mouth and yawned quietly, praying that day would come soon.


Cinder - Illusion/ Fox Shifter - Female - Straight - Location: Junkyard - Tags: Quinn, Kaylor

Cinder examined their surroundings closely. No obvious sign of the safehouse yet. Cinder wondered if it was an above-ground or a below-ground shelter. Either were useful. At the mention of a family, a deep saddness seized Cinder's heart. A family had lived there previously. They had probably been killed off by some awful beast, dying a horrible death. It made her heart hurt. She felt so helpless in this new world. I wish I could help them. she thought to herself. "Thanks for allowing us to stay with you." she managed to tell Quinn before retreating back into her own world. She genuinely did appreciate how generous Quinn was being. The sound of a body hitting the ground made Cinder jump and shift into her fox form. That was her get away reflex. The fox whirled around and stared at Kaylor, ears pinned back. Her bushy tail swished back and forth and she was ready to run. Thankfully, it appeared that he had just tripped and Cinder almost emitted a small bark of laughter.


Phoenix/Nyx - Form Fire/Archery - Male - Straight - Location: Forest - Tags: Ellie

Nyx raised an eyebrow at Ellie's almost selfish comment. "I guess the thought of being one of the only people left on earth is a bit depressing you know. Maybe that 's why I care so much about what happens to other people and the population?" Nyx noted how Ellie's posture was starting to loosen. She was obviously growing tired from her injuries and how long they had been walking. An expression of worry crossed over his face but he didn't say anything. He knew if he did, she would lash out at him which was something he would rather avoid. Upon her request, Nyx let his hand fall to his side and let the flame die out. When the coast was declared clear, he stepped into their base and began to examine how they had set up their camp.

Larka - Chaos Magic/ Mind Speaking - Female - Straight - Location: City - Tags: Seth, Melina, Lucian, Lucas

Larka looked at Lucas as he sprung wings of his own. Was she seriously the only person who couldn't fly in this group. How fortunate for her. The sight of Lucas' wings only made her feel even more vulnerable. As of now, she was the only one that couldn't fly and that put her at a severe disadvantage. Remember, they don't want to kill you right now. You need to get to that safe house before night falls. Larka reminded herself and took a deep breath. It's up to you. If you can carry me, great. Otherwise, I can figure out my own way to find shelter for the night. she told Lucas, standing up and straightening her posture. Larka was careful to choose her words, not wanting to demonstrate any sign of weakness. She could survive the night if needed. She had done it before. Confidence was key in this situation. Let them know that you mean business and shouldn't be messed with. That was how Larka had managed to stay alive while barely ever using her ability. In a land full of mutants, people could really scare themselves with their imaginations. Especially when it came to guessing each other's capabilities.


(What should we do with Seth and Larka? It doesn't look like any of those characters are going to respond for a while?)
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