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卐 ➝ age sixteen
卐 ➝ mood nervous, afraid
卐 ➝ where town
卐 ➝ power Psionic Blast, not in use
卐 ➝ tagged Draken (his twin), Jared
卐 ➝ affiliation townie
卐 ➝ ooc Draken's English font is naturally darker.
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卐➝ ooc[/b] I'M BAAAAAACK of this header but I'm terrible at coding.?
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Karsten German
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Draken English
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Karsten tackled Draken, and ran off, while yelling out "LIKEABOSSSSSSS" the entire time, but quickly Draken caught up to him with just a scratched knee. "Thanks." Draken said sarcastically, brushing the dirt off of his shirt. "Hey, uh, where are we going anyways?" "I don't know. I just.. don't know. Wherever people are, I guess. I hear somebody then I will follow the sounds." Karsten sighed, staying close to his brother. "After all of this happened, I didn't know where you were." Karsten looked over at Draken, a worried look on his face. "I zapped myself at the dome. Didn't know it was there and I rammed eight into it. There was a yellow body print left after a few minutes." Draken chuckled, his face stinging just thinking about it.

"The night that mom disappeared," Karsten let out a long, drawled out breath. "I had a pain in my head. My head hurt terribly, and I can do things." Draken looked at him, confused. "What do you mean, 'things'?" He asked. They came up to a stoplight. Karsten blinked a few times, and as they walked, he glared at it. It started flashing, then a buzzing sound started coming out of it. Draken stopped for a moment, staring at the flickering light. Karsten stopped as well, looked at Draken, held out his hand and made a pinching gesture with his fingers. The light stopped buzzing, but more or less exploded. Glass flew out from above, Draken's hands fly up above his head and he flinched. "You can make stuff explode?!" He breathed heavily. "No. Only electronics or things that need juice, like lanterns or cellphones. But.. I can do more." Draken's eyes were widened with fear. "Draken.." He held out his arms in front of him. Draken turned his head and stepped back. "You know I'm not going to hurt you. I can control this. You know that! I'm not going to hurt you!" "But.." "DRAKEN." He yelled, anger filling his veins. Draken clenched his jaw in defiance. Karsten shook his head, and marched off without his brother. He walked towards talking, down a back road somewhere. Draken saw him leave, but he could let him go. Not again. He stalked after him, staying behind, but close enough that Karsten could hear his steps. Then he recognized the voice; Jared. Wuppee. As he got closer, he cushy a glimpse of his clothing, and Karsten sat down in the grass. No way was he going to talk to him now. Not with Draken. He has to introduce Draken in a calm way, not just to one person but to all of the Gang. To Jessi, Cassie, and Jared. Draken caught up, but tripped over himself and almost yelled as he fell over. "Draken!" Karsten whispered. All he needed was Jared to notice them.

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tagged: townies.
feeling: cold.
where: home.
power: touch of death.
bars: four.
crush: jessi(?)

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Everything was chaos, anarchy. Coyotes poured into the yard and before I knew it I was running with Jessi and Cassie. Gunfire erupted behind me and I had no idea what was going on. I looked back in time to see Jessi go down underneath a swarm of coyotes. Looking back though, that was a bad idea. Both myself and my twin had notoriously bad luck, and it just so came through in those few seconds. A rock, I tripped over a rock embedded in ground and went down. Hard.

The landing was rough and I had no time to recover before the savage animals were on me snarling. They tore at me, but didn’t get far. Peeling one of the gloves off of my hand I reached out and started beating the animals. Another dropped with each touch of my fist and I felt life-forces shatter under my hands and within moments I was dragging myself out from under a pile of bodies. It had only taken a few moments and Jessi was still fighting off the few that had brought her down. But she was alright, she had gotten to her feet and was running after me.

Cassie had lost it, she was freaking out completely, even Jessi seemed panicked. But me? I was deathly calm, my heart rate hadn’t even accelerated and my eyes hadn’t grown wide. Jesus, was I some kind of psychopath? No, no, they were just animals, it wasn’t the same. But why was I so calm? No time for that, I had to get a move on. I shoved the glove into my pocket and followed the girls into the basement.

Basement was not the right word. It was more of a bunker, military weapons, ammunition, training dummies. Yeah, this was awesome. I had no time for questions. Jessi had already locked and loaded and seemed ready to go and ‘finish this’ whatever ‘this’ was. I assumed she meant killed the coyotes who were yipping and running rampant just beyond the door I stood in front of. At least she promised answers later. “Yeah, let’s finish this,” I mumbled almost inaudibly. For a moment I fingered a wound bleeding on my neck, a bite from one of the animals. It wasn’t particularly deep, and didn’t hurt, but I could feel the hot scarlet liquid seeping from the wound, running down my neck and soaking into the collar of my shirt.

Oh right. A fight. I shook my head ever so slightly and nodded for Jessi to lead the way. Either she had a plan, or it was just open the door and all hell would break loose. Whatever it was, I wasn’t going to be needing a weapon anymore, and both of these girls knew it now too. I hadn’t even had the chance to tell Kevin about it yet. “Go on then.”

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age;; seventeen
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ared did his best to conceal a smile. How had he, Jared Winston, gotten a girl to chase after him? And she was talking to him. It was a miracle. Pure miracle. He hadn't felt so pleased since the first time he successfully fixed a fried computer. "Good to know I have someone to back me up," he said to her. "My 'best friends' have all but abandoned me. Actually, they have abandoned me."

'Heinous crime.' Oh, this girl was awesome. He could feel his heart melting. Jared continued his stride, picking up the conversation where it had left off. "Oh, there's just about everything," he said, sounding kind of like an overly exaggerated tour guide at the mention of his ability --- which had so far freaked him out --- being rad. "Drew Henderson has some kind of telekinisis. My best friend has some sort of healing power, which is ironic given her personality. There's a psychotic German kid running around. I don't know exactly what his ability is, but I suggest you stay away from him at all costs. Seriously crazy."

There was a sound then, a sort of yelp. Off to his right. Jared's head whipped around. His eyes landed immediately on Karsten... and Karsten's doppelganger... over in the grass. Two Karstens? Oh, yes, God was punishing him. In fact, Jared was probably already in Hell and just didn't know it. But how did Green Hair fit in if that was the case? No, he was still alive. For now. He froze, unconsciously grabbing Green Hair's arm. "Oh, hey, speak of the devil," he muttered to her. "Be prepared to run."

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❤ ➻ age seventeen
❤ ➻ mood 'afraid', 'terrified'
❤ ➻ where town
❤ ➻ power will denomination, always in use
❤ ➻ tagged jessi, kev, quinn, cass, adam, han-nora?
❤ ➻ affiliation student
❤ ➻ ooc Lorelei is simply going insane, right?
No, she isn't, just so you guys know xD
THE QUEEN HAS NO VOICE.
❤➝ ooc[/b] I'M BAAAAAACK of this header but terrible codingat.?
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Hel flipped her hair back, pushing her blonde locks out of her eyes, and fluttered her eyelashes. She gazed outward, and a shy demeanor passed over her, but she was not shy. She played that she was. She sniffed a tear back, glancing down at the scarlet, and let one salty drop disturb the puddle. She breathed in deeply, brushing off the odd looks from passerby's. Sighing, Hel looked around. Why was nobody around? Everyone cleared out of the center of town. Wow. Okay, then Hel will just move on and head over to Coates. Her eyes darted back and forth as she twisted her fingers through her golden locks, and she walked along until she heard some ruckus nearby. And some strange accent. What was it? African or something? She had no idea. She had only met a girl from Africa once, but that was what.. when she was six or seven years old? Jeesh, the girl sounded like sort of cannibal, talking about hairy legs and how delicious they were looking. Nice. She smirked, and sped her pace towards the deranged voice. Hel almost started cracking up into a ball of amusement when she heard the same little girl cry out "KEVON!" Which was clearly a guy's name. The little group came into view behind some trees, and Hel ducked and walked up cautiously in order to catch a glimpse of the little black girl and a teen. Actually, it was three guys. She shuddered, and devilish grin slapped across her face. When the little girl growled out something about marriage, Hel had to cover her mouth in order to not let out a howl of laughter. That wasn't going to happen, not on her watch at least. She shook one of the tree's branches, and popped her head up in plain sight to the large group. She batted her eyelashes, though just blinking, and slithered around the tree and in front of everyone, her face red and eyes all teary, and crouched low and shaking terribly. She frantically looked back in the direction of town and as an innocent passerby started walking past them, she jumped back and silently started pointing.

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tagged: drew
location: coates academy
feeling: nervous, scared?
r. status: single - drew (?)
power: darkness manipulation
bars: three bar
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♙ xx ───── ＴＨＥ ＩＮＳＥＣＵＲＥ ＯＮＥ───── xx ♙



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amanda watched drew walk out of the room with scarlet, expecting to be left alone in the room. after a short period of time, however, he came back, and to make matters worse, closed the door behind him. leaving the two of them in complete isolation. together. she swallowed the lump that had formed in her throat, fear rising in her heart. what game was he playing here? she was scared, to be honest. she took a deep breath, trying to keep a level head. "talk? about what?" she tried to ask in a somewhat aloof tone, but it came out breathless and shaky. dang. was she that see through? she was irritated at herself for being so transparent, but there was no way to hide it. she couldn't and shouldn't try to run away from this. what did he want, exactly, though? was she overthinking this? probably. was he mad? or was it something... serious? she wanted it to be something serious, almost. she... what? she... well she wanted him. did she like him? she wasn't sure. she didn't want to, but... she felt something in her heart that felt like a loving emotion. and it scared her even more. she'd rather him be mad. she could take his anger more than a confession. she took another deep breath, then exhaled. what was wrong with her? hopefully nothing. but why was she so nervous? her thoughts were racing a million miles an hour, and she hesitantly looked up from the ground, looking up at the tall dark haired boy in front of her. "what do you want, drew?" she asked in a small voice, sounded like the weak, scared, and vulnerable girl she really was. she hated to be so vulnerable in front of him. vulnerable meant it was easier to be crushed. and she didn't want that. she bit her lip, crossing her arms to hug her body, trying to suppress the shiver that came over her.

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tagged: jared.
feeling: neutral.
where: town.
power: reality warping.
bars: three.
crush: jared(?)

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The boy mentioned something about having been abandoned by his best friends and I shrugged nonchalantly. In all honesty, I’d never been on to crave for human companionship and had preferred to spend most of my time alone. Sure I had friends, or rather people I talked to and shared some interests with. But in all honesty I’d never really trusted anybody enough to call them a friend. I couldn’t say I knew what he was going through, so I opted to keep my mouth shut on that one. Instead allowing him to continue on about the powers. There was basically everything under the sun out there. That really was completely and totally awesome. So adding on to the ones he’d mentioned there was apparently a snake-tongue girl who went about seducing all the men and earlier I could’ve sworn I’d seen a power surge in a building, so somebody with electrical powers as well? This day was getting better and better, it was going to be fun.

Really fun. Until my foot sank deep into the concrete as if it were a pillow, causing me to lose my footing and fall flat on my face. What surprised me even more was that the pavement didn’t hurt when I landed on it. The street around me seemed to have become completely soft and comforting, like a big cozy bed rather than a hard, stony street. “Uh...” Dang, I hadn’t gotten his name. “Dude the-” I broke off. The boy was looking hard in the other direction, staring towards two boys who could have passed off as twins. Maybe they were, I didn’t know. All I did know was that I was told to be ready to run. That would be difficult to do seeing as the pavement had basically become a horrible surface to run on.

“There uh, there might be a problem with that plan chief,” I muttered gesturing towards the ground and bringing myself to my feet, albeit wobbly and unsteady. Yeah, there was no way I was going to be able to run on this marshmallow of a street. What the hell had those two done? Wait, could it be? No, that was preposterous. It couldn’t be me could it. It’s crazy, but try it. A soft snort rushed through my nostrils and I concentrated, willing the street to go back to it’s previous firm state. Slowly, slowly I felt the ground beneath me harden and become stable again. “Whoa, awesome!”

So, I could make concrete soft? That hardly seemed like a power, but I had to admit it was pretty nifty and I wanted to play around with it more and see what else I could do. But I doubted I had time right now. But if my logic and reasoning was anything to go by, I was willing to bet that I could manipulate far more than just concrete. Maybe I could bend the rules of everything around me. “Think we can take them?” I nudged him, glancing in the direction of the two boys. “Because I just found out a sick new power. Also, I’m Salem, Salem Allistair.”

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tagged: townies.
feeling: cold, angry, scared.
where: home.
power: touch of death.
bars: four.
crush: jessi(?)

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I didn’t like the look I was being given, it was dark, guarded, reserved. As if she were gauging whether or not to kill me, or if I could be trusted. It put me on edge a little but I narrowed my eyes back at her, giving her a cold glare in return. So what if she didn’t trust me? I didn’t trust her either. The girl was behind something serious, that much was plainly obvious from the air of knowledge she gave off and not to mention the secret fortress underneath he friend’s house. But her ditzy blonde friend didn’t know anything about it, she hadn’t even known how to get the door open. No, this girl didn’t trust me and I didn’t trust her right back. So why are you here? It was a small voice in the back of my mind, but the question was fair and I could not answer for I didn’t even understand why I had come with her. It most certainly hadn’t been out of fear of being killed, I didn’t fear dying. No, maybe it was because I wanted answers. That had to be it, but what kind of answers was I going to get from a militaristic Russian girl who had far too many secrets and gave far to few answers?

I jerked myself out of these thoughts as the girl handed me a glock. A simple sleek black pistol. I had never been one for firearms. I didn’t like them, I preferred to be up close and personal, I had always been a brawler and a street fighter, knives were my strength and guns were only good until you ran out of bullets. And I doubted this pistol held more than ten bullets in the magazine, no, I didn’t want this weapon. The weapon had already been thrust into my hands and the girl had moved on. But I shook my head anyways and set the pistol down on a table. “I don’t need it,” I mumbled quietly, “trust me, I know.”

I knew she didn’t trust me, and I didn’t expect her to. I didn’t even know if I wanted her to trust me, I hardly trusted myself. In the brief moment in which she had handed me the pistol a thought had flashed through my mind, though brief, was dark and had left me a little chilled. For a split second I had imagined raising that gun and shooting her right then and there, she friend too. Jesus, I guess you got sent to Coates for a reason huh? I turned slowly, walking purposefully towards the door, peeling the other glove from my hand and shoving it into my pocket.

For a moment I paused, letting my hand linger on the door knob. “My secret is about to become known to you. Not even my twin brother, the only person who knows anything about me knows this. Just keep in mind that I’m not the only one hiding behind secrets, Jessi.” With that hanging in the air I open the door. The first coyote pounced, but I was prepared, a simple touch and it dropped to the ground dead and I pulled the door shut behind me with a cold smirk in the direction of the two girls. I wouldn’t need their help for this, and in honesty, I didn’t want it.

“Come get me,” I hissed walking through the pack dropping the animals left, right, and center. I did my best to ignore the snapping jaws and the wounds that were beginning to accumulate on my body, but they did have strength in numbers. While I was total psychotic idiot, with a bit of a death wish. It didn’t take long, but soon I was on the ground, sitting with my arms propped on my knees and my head in my hands, surrounded by bodies and animals too scared to attack and blood leaking from a few too many wounds. What’s wrong with me?

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tagged: quinn, hannah-nora,.
feeling: energetic.
where: walking to mia's.
power: electricity manipulation.
bars: three.
crush: none.

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Oh god was I going to lose it. I pinched the bridge of my nose, trying not to start yelling. I was usually the crazy guy in a bad situation, the joker, but this girl had taken that over by tenfold. Freaking out and yelling and shrieking and now yelling random gibberish. “Here I thought I was insane,” I muttered shaking my head and wiping blood off of my face with my sleeve. Now she wanted me to shave, and quite frankly I was afraid the child was just going to gut me and eat me on the spot. The chocolate had calmed her down a bit, enough for me to focus back on the other two.

They had come to the conclusion, that the little girl in the big girl body needed to go home and look after the house. “I’m usually the one leading people into madness to be honest.” The other boy was holding his hand out to me, as though I were supposed to hold it. It seemed rather weird, but then again, friends would be good to have at the end of the world. “Ah, why not.” I grabbed it and began skipping. “We’re off to see the wizard,” I began to chant cheerfully. An exhausted Hannah-Nora who seemed to be antsy to go, but I doubted would make it far, was grabbed and slung onto my back. “Just because I’m in a good mood doesn’t mean this is going to become a regular thing,” I warned her. “Alright my champions, let’s elope!”

With that we set off, heading towards the big mansion which Mia had claimed to be her home. We were almost there before a rustling in the bushed grabbed my attention and I turned slowly. It was a girl, a very hot girl, and she was gesturing panicked towards a random passerby. As though he had done something to her. I narrowed my eyes, that seemed a little suspicious. There wasn’t a mark on the girl, but yet she was pointing towards the stranger. Definitely odd. “Hey guys, should we go figure out what her damage is?”

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name: jess "mars" mccotty.
age: 17 years old.
feeling: evil.
tagged: no one.
location: outside of town.
occupation: henchman.
power: none.
ooc: xx

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Revenge was great. It wasn’t consequential at all and you could use as much of it as you wanted. Or, at least, it was like this for Mars. Perhaps it was because consequence didn’t apply to him. Everyone who knew Mars came to realize soon that he was in debt to no one and he could walk with a free will. Nobody would dare question him. Because who had the guts to?
But right now, this wasn’t about revenge. Revenge was something going to come later—when Marjorie coughed up, Scarlet went pale and Drew was ready to fight. At the moment, he was crouched along the cement edge, gazing down into a roaring mist of dark water. Water that, if the dam was broke, would flood Worther Beach into oblivion. And with the bridge that led out to the woods and scenery having been “accidently exploded” last week gone, there would simply be no way for the Townies to evacuate.
He attached the last explosive and then stood, looking out over the clear haze. The moist wind swept back his dark bangs, giving him a full view of the ocean from here: before him lay the ocean. To his backside, town. The east was Coates and west was home. Home. He turned, gazing calmly to the west. There was a house there for him. His uncle and aunt had made sure that, during the holidays, when he was allowed to be free for that measly 24 hours, he had a place to stay. To feel secure. Although it hadn’t felt secure until the dome came and he had stashed every artillery weapon he had found in that shack in the midst of woods.
Mars turned his back on the waters and walked back to his car. After the first month in this so called FAYZ, it had taken Drew at least three weeks to regroup and think out a scenario to take over Worther Beach. Mars scoffed: how long would it take Drew to realize that there were enemies on the inside? How long until Drew would react and see that Mars wasn’t entirely there?
Sliding into the driver’s seat, he turned the key and the car rumbled to life. With that task settled, Mars’ mind lulled and wandered about circling thoughts. He was interested when Marjorie would finally break and tell him that his brother, whom he had believed dead for so long, was actually alive. And here, residing in Worther Beach.

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name: cassidy "cassie" preston.
age: 16 years old.
feeling: angry and lonely!
tagged: her dog, karsten.
location: her house.
occupation: youtuber.
power: none.
ooc: xx

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After what seemed like an excellent attempt to talk to her disloyal friend, find a stash of quickly disappearing chocolate bars and clean up her looted house, Cassidy Preston was pretty sure she wouldn’t survive this FAYZ. That was what the kids in town were calling this bizarre incident. The FAYZ, as in Fallout Alley Youth Zone. Apparently there had been a radiation spill fifteen years ago and the town had been able to keep it from hitting the newspapers.
But after four weeks of living in this dome, this rat cage, Cassie had experienced more loss and mourning than when she had when her pet chicken had been murdered by a hungry school kid and fried up last week. Poor Dave…
Now that Jessi was playing sheriff and had no time for her best friend – and apparently that suited her because she was some uppity top-secret agent sent by the Unit, the military party Cassie’s father worked for – the Russian girl had never been so distant from Cassie’s life. Cassie felt enraged, but behind that anger, she felt betrayal and hurt. And then there was Jared! Always gone with some Emo-looking chick; the same chick that had flipped her off. But then there was Karsten. Karsten, who always seemed to need a friend and only lived a mile from her. So why not hang out with him while she silently smoldered inside? At the moment, Cassie needed a friend to hug and she guessed Karsten would do. Except he was more like a fluffy teddy bear and standing a little less than six inches over her.
Since her house had been looted and pretty much torn up, and she was relieved to note that the basement hadn’t been touched, she and Karsten were working on cleaning up. So far they had almost all of it done and right now, she stood washing dishes while Kotka lapped up some of the water. She wrinkled her nose in disgust. “That’s nice of you, Kottie.” She turned to Karsten. “So? What’s your favorite band? I’d have to say I really like Yaz, Ray LaMontagne, or Gary Jules.” She paused, thinking. “But I also like Lyle Lovett.” She shrugged, finally giving up on her answer. They had been talking about things like this for a while, since her computer speakers had been damaged during the kids’ raid—no music for her for a while.

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name: hannah-nora ewa.
age: 11 years old.
feeling: in charge!
tagged: kevon.
location: town.
occupation: skater.
power: vibes; three bar.
ooc: xx

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“So… what do you want me to do, little missy? Does it look like to you that a few kids can actually make an army? And, by your hand? Please. Give up.”
Hannah-Nora’s nostrils flared. And anybody who knew the short, indefatigable Jamaican child knew that when those beauties flared, they were either going to sniff out some trap set by dem stupid Coates Kids or they were flared because she was about to charge in fury. She was very well known for charging at people and attacking them. In fact, once, in some standoff between her and Adam – that creepy, no good Gothic loser who clearly didn’t have any good looks like Kevin – for the right of being the town leader, in which she daily complained and argued that that Adam wasn’t good for anybody, she was about to rip out his throat when a dog came up and growled at her. Well. You could only guess what Hannah-Nora did in response. She roared her fury, her eyebrows wiggling in defiance, her mouth salivating all across her chin, and back leg twitching with the itch to do one thing: exterminate. Her eyes all but went red. That poor dog whimpered and ran away.
So, back to the current time? Yeah, well, this 14 year old who continued to try to get cell service and ignored her every order – Jesus deliver her from this morons – had no idea what was about to come his way. Now dressed in a short version of military clothes, Hannah-Nora glared and arched her back. “I am da woman. Not some piece of mead put on dis eart to bug de heck out of. Okey-dokey? I am da woman. Ya treat me with respect or I make sure dat Kevin shock de sassy mouth right of ya and den put you thru more misery by makin’ ya rub my smelly grubs.” She shook her shoe for emphasis. “You got dat? Now wheel dat food down to de Town Hall and have id put in da basement, where id can be watched every hour. We don’t wand dem goody-two-shoes Coates Academy woo-haws comin’ in here and takin’ everytang we gots.”
Acne-Face sighed, shoved his phone into his pocket and grabbed the wheel barrow before taking off. After the four weeks of being in this dome, things had changed. What was that? Yeah, that’s right: Hannah-Nora staked claim in town and was the leader. Or, co-leader, that was. Because apparently Mr. Lurking-With-Death could do a better job. How? Well, apparently he was better than Hannah-Nora for the following reasons: he ate more food than everybody; he farted up the Wicked Witch of the West’s storm in his sleep; he wasn’t very sincere with crying children; he had lied to her, to HER, about the guns; she was pretty sure he was STILL lying; and, beside all of the other reasons she hated him, he had eaten those Pizza Pops. Hannah-Nora would never forget that.
Bounding up beside Kevin, she smiled her charming smile and stroked Lucy’s scales. “So? Whad now, my fancy lady? When will we go kill dem stupid students who apparently weren’t very good students.” She paused, considering. “Maybe I could led loose Lucy in deir school? I did tell you dat once she ate a child? It’s tru.”

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name: henry “wes” mullintz.
age: 13 years old.
feeling: lonely.
tagged: no one.
location: town, the pink house.
occupation: student.
power: disappearance; two bar.
ooc: xx

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After having been left in Coates Academy, Henry “Wes” Mullintz had never felt so alone in his life. Not only had his parents sent him to some boarding school because he was “different,” but now he was stuck in a dome where nobody cared how he felt. After two more days of staying at Coates, he had officially packed up and somehow drove to Worther Beach. The SUV that was left was hard to steer. He barely knew how to drive, so the first few times he had ended up in the ditched or froze up in fear so badly he couldn’t slam his foot on the brake.
It had taken him four hours to get there. He was happy he was away from Emily and Mars. But somehow he missed Scarlet because, although he was rude, there was something about her face that comforted him. Plus, she was pretty. He would never admit it, but the crush he had on her was enormous and very disclosed to the public. Perhaps Scarlet knew about him, this strange child that everybody had shunned for being fat. That was the problem with people: if he wasn’t like them, then he wasn’t anything.
Sighing, he wandered the streets a moment before coming to stop gazing at a pink house. The SUV was parked a few blocks down, and he hadn’t been exact where he was going, but he had wanted to end up somewhere he felt comfortable. Where he felt right. This pink house, he believed, would hold that.

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buchanan "bucky" smith is a seventeen year old boy living in a
town in florida. he has always been a trouble maker, but a very
sneaky and sly one to be honest. this young man always goes by
bucky and hates his real name. he has the power of augment-
ation; in which he can strengthen or weaken others powers,
and some he can even take away for a short time. he has quite
a reputation with the rich kids because he vandalized their school
one time. surprisingly he is/was the captain of the baseball team.
the face claim is sebastian stan if anyone wanted to know. he is
somewhat cocky, but comes off as mostly friendly, very loyal also.
bucky is open-minded and protective of the ones he loves. mostly
up for anything life throws at him. though he can have a short/hot
temper. overall he is a pretty good guy. is a townie.

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[kona.]

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tagged: drew
location: coates academy
feeling: nervous, scared?
r. status: single - drew (?)
power: darkness manipulation
bars: three bar
ooc:
└ xxxxxxxxxxxxx ┘
♙ xx ───── ＴＨＥ ＩＮＳＥＣＵＲＥ ＯＮＥ───── xx ♙



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things in the past few weeks had been wonderful. she still couldn't forget when drew had cornered her alone in the room, then kissed her. and told her he needed her. she turned to smile at him as they were driving towards the beach. she felt incredibly nervous. "thanks." she took his hand and got out of the car, feeling... unsteady. "yeah... i just... i know i can trust you. i'm just nervous." she shrugged, crossing her arms to keep the ocean wind off of her. she was cold, and trying not to shiver. she felt happy, to be with drew. "i still can't believe... heh, i know i should stop thinking about this, but i still can't believe you kissed me." why did she keep thinking about it? it was too... difficult to accept. they'd kind of been together the past month, and it was difficult for her to accept, almost. but she felt good with him, though she was trying her best to trust him, it was still hard. "well... i'm just nervous, so sorry if i start blabbing. i really am just... nervous." trying to make peace with the others... well she hadn't made a good impression on the others. that wasn't playing good on her side. she sighed, biting her lip nervously.

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ｂｕｃｋｙ，-----------------tags ;; uh, drew, amanda etc... mood ;; unsure location ;; the school occ ;; just gonna jump in

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xoxoxo Bucky had been taken in by the townies when they found him knocked out in the middle of the road. He had finally woken up a few days ago out of comma that he had been in this whole time. He had know idea what has been going on until he got some information out of someone. For the past few days he had been wandering around the school because they advised him still "sick" and didn't want him fainting in the sun. Fun. So he has been suck inside for his own good for a whole week and now he wanted out of this place. He got dressed in casual day clothes and rolled his neck on his tired and tight shoulders. After relaxing slightly he summoned himself and pushed open the front doors. The sun was blinding at first but after his eyes adjusted it became sickening sweet. The light felt so good upon his skin, his body soaking up the sunlight morning rays. Something caught his eye as he closed them. It was a group of people....
xoxoxo Bucky studied them for a few moments, brows frowning slightly. He was silent for a few second before he spoke up. "Uh.." He paused and bit his lower lip in apprehension. "I'm just gonna take a wild guess here that your the group of rich kids?" His confused look quickly turned into a wild grin. The sun danced across his light hazel eyes as he flexed his hands. "I'll just assume that your going to be friendly for now so I'm gonna go enjoy myself since I just got out of that dump." Bucky pushed through them on purpose just to make them mad. He waved them off as he paced slowly down the street.