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[blackbird.]

A carnival. Something tells you that's a bad idea, but you choose not to contradict because you don't want to offend anyone. You glance around at the five people around you - friends who you used to hang out with every day. You haven't seen them in a few months now. And you're going to a carnival with them. Yeah, you tell yourself, as if that's not going to be a disaster.

"Step right up! Don't you want to know your future?"
To the six of you - drifters with no real purpose - it sounds as close to fun as the night was going to get. So all of you enter the tent. That's when it all went black. You hear screaming from outside, as well as sounds of banging and sizzling. You try to find a way out, but all of you are helpless in the darkness.

A security guard comes in not long later. He said there was an accident, something must have gone wrong which caused the power to go out. People saw a lightning bolt strike the tent, some saw it catch fire, others saw it freeze over. But it didn't matter, the guard said. The important thing was that you're safe.

Safe. Yeah, right.

The next day strange things started happening to the six of you. One saw a seed grow into a tree in a few seconds. Another said metal objects were floating around the house. You go back to the tent with you five friends and find nothing. The tent was gone. Instead, you find a cabin. It wasn't there yesterday, that was for certain. It was a unanimous decision to enter, but once you did, you couldn't leave.

That's where the six of you ended up - a cabin in the middle of a deserted carnival, all wielding strange elemental powers which become stronger when you're feeling your weakest emotion. The good news is, you don't have to worry about parents. Because you don't have any. That's where the six of you met, after all, the city orphanage. And now, you're
trapped.

[blackbird.]

There are six elements which came unto the six of you - fire, ice, electricity, metal, plants, wind.
Fire - create fire from hands
Ice - freeze object over by touching them
Electricity - shoot bolts from electricity from fingertips
Metal - move metal objects around
Plants - make plants grow rapidly from the ground
Wind - create large gusts of wind on command

The cabin is large and spacious, with six bedrooms, a living room, a dining room and a kitchen with unlimited food. All the clothes from your closet magically appeared in your bedrooms. There's Wi-Fi there, and your phones and appliances don't run out of battery. A barrier surrounds the compound, so no one can go in or out.
Things are definitely strange around here. That's what you get when you're in the cabin,
trapped.

[blackbird.]

RULES

one - Follow all CS rules, should be pretty standard.
two - This is a semi-lit roleplay, so a post should be at least 6-7 lines.
three - One character per person, and please follow the basic skeleton of the characters which are provided.
four - Create your own forms, please. I'll be using them to determine your literacy so put some heart into it.
five - PM me all forms ans reservations. Once I give the cue, you can post your forms up.
six - Please don't join then leave this roleplay. I expect posts every 3 days.
seven - Be nice and respectful to others.

If you have any questions about anything, feel free to PM me!

[blackbird.]

CHARACTERS

age: nineteen
element: fire
traits: bold, fearless
weakness: anger
crush: mikayla
friends: allison, brandon
enemies: lazarus
faceclaim: connor paolo
roleplayer: Ptolemy

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age: nineteen
element: metal
traits: calculative, rational
weakness: uncertainty
crush: mikayla
friends: mikayla, brandon
enemies: jefferson
faceclaim: aaron tveit
roleplayer: chickennugget63

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age: nineteen
element: ice
traits: quiet, distant
weakness: desperation
crush: daphne
friends: lazarus, daphne
enemies: allison
faceclaim: dave franco
roleplayer: Tianuki

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age: nineteen
element: wind
traits: free, easy-going
weakness: insecurity
crush: jefferson
friends: allison, brandon
enemies: mikayla
faceclaim: jennifer stone
roleplayer: Elvish

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age: nineteen
element: plants
traits: gentle, caring
weakness: fear
crush: brandon
friends: allison, lazarus
enemies: jefferson
faceclaim: gabriella wilde
roleplayer: Hawkeye;;

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age: nineteen
element: electricity
traits: outgoing, energetic
weakness: helplessness
crush: lazarus
friends: daphne, jefferson
enemies: brandon
faceclaim: lily collins
roleplayer: -hummingbirds.

[blackbird.]

THIS ROLEPLAY IS



Plot events:
13 April | Roleplay opened
19 April | Discussion thread ceated
19 April | Roleplay started

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They dedicate
their lives
To running
all of his

He tries to
please them all
This bitter man
he is

Throughout
his life
the same
He's battled
constantly

This fight
he cannot win
A tired man
they see
no longer cares

What I've felt
What I've known
Never shined
through in
what I've shown

Never be
Never see
Won't see
what might
have been

What I've felt
What I've known
Never shined
through in
what I've shown

Never be
Never see
So I dub thee
Unforgiven

Metallica
The Unforgiven

Name| Lazarus Rogers
Gender| Male
Age| 19
Element| Metal

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Hair| Brown, with his fringe slicked back. It ends just behind his ears
Eyes| Blue
Height| 5' 9"
Build| Athletic, but not overly muscular
Skin| Mildly tanned
Clothes| Plaid button-up shirts, jeans and sneakers.

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Personality| Lazarus is a calculative and rational young man. He prefers to see the reason behind everything before he makes his move He is constantly finding logical explanations for all things that occur. Because of this, he can be cynnical towards feelings, especially when they get in the way of efficiency. He's quite an introverted person and always needs his personal space and time. Lazarus is rather opinionated, constantly voicing his views on certain issues. This can make him rather annoying, especially when he insists that he's right. Lazarus is a realist. He takes things as they are, not as he'd like them to be. He can see both the positive and negative aspects of situations, but he never takes sides nor does he make judgements on whether the situation is more positive or negative. His insensitive demeanour can be unnerving as well, but honestly he he means no real harm. He's like this in emotional situations, when he most feels uncomfortable.
Lazarus is confident of his abilities and skills. He's capable of doing a great deal of tasks, and he's extremely focused when performing them, ensuring that everything which needs to be done can and will be done. He's responsible, which makes him a reliable person. He can be depended on to do the job well. He makes it a point to always have a plan before rushing head-first into things. Lazarus is an upright young man, believing in standing up for what is just. Many times, however, there's no clear sign who is right and who is wrong. In such a case, he gets upset because he's confused. Lazarus is always certain. He hates it when he's doubtful, especially in front of others, because he thinks it makes him look like a fool. He's always known what to do, always had a clear path. But now that he's trapped, he's unsure. He's hesitant. And he hates it. He fears this uncertainty and whether he knows it or not, it's feeding his powers.

History| Lazarus is, like the rest, an orphan. He was 6 years old when he lost his parents. They were in a car accident. He realised it wasn't a particularly tragic death, but that didn't lessen the grief in any way. He was at his grandmother's house when he was told the news. Fortunately, he had his grandmother to take care of him. However, a year later, when he was 7, she was diagnosed with dementia and was deemed 'unfit' to raise a child. He was taken from her and moved to the orphanage. He hated it there, and so spent a lot of his time in school, where he sought refuge. When Lazarus was 13, his grandmother passed away from heart disease. That was when he knew he was truly alone, because he really had no more family. Eventually he found a group of friends. 5 of them, who knew what it was like to grow up alone.

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Friends| Brandon, Mikayla
Enemies| Jefferson
Crush| Mikayla

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form and character belong to me
faceclaim - aaron tveit
picture belongs to original owner

[tempest,]

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name ;; Allison Palmer
nicknames ;; Ally, All
gender ;; female
age ;; nineteen
element ;; electricity

hair ;; Naturally dark auburn colored, middle back length.
eyes ;; Rich chocolate brown.
skin tone ;; Pale.
height ;; 5'5"
weight ;; 120 pounds.
build ;; Lean, rather short.

personality ;; Allison is quite outgoing and energetic girl. She doesn't keep
her emotions to herself, unless she doesn't want others to know about her
feelings.She usually has a lot of energy and doesn't mind work for which
effort is necessary, actually she enjoy physical work, though sometimes
she can't say the same about mental work. She is friendly and loves to be
around people and making new friends. Allison is a bit short-tempered and
can react very fast and sensitive to what people say about herself or her
loved ones. She is kind to people unless she totally dislike them and always
tries to see good in people, though sometimes that's very hard for her. Her
weakness is helplessness.
history ;; Like the rest of the 'elementals' Allison is an orphan. Her mother
diedwhen gave birth to her, the girl was left with her father who took a good
care of the young girl. When she was eight years old her father got shot down.
She still has no idea how and where that happened because none told her the
truth - she was too young. There wasn't anyone who'd want to take care of the
orphan, so she got sent to the orphanage. She doesn't regret that because she
met the rest five there.

crush ;; Lazarus.
best friends ;; Daphne, Jefferson.
enemies ;; Brandon.

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[paragon]

I believe every lie that I ever told
Paid for every heart that I ever stole
I played my cards and I didn't fold
Well it ain't that hard when you got soul
(this is my world)

the license
name - Jefferson Cole
nickname - Cole
gender - Male
age - Nineteen
height - 5'6"
weight - 155 lbs

He's got a hoodie on give him a hug
On second thoughts don't
You don't wanna get mugged
Truth is here, we're all disturbed
We cheat and lie it's so absurd
Feed the fear
That's what we've learned
Fuel the fire
Let it burn.

the man
Once upon a time, Cole may have been a timid, reticent boy, but as with all things that changed. Today, Cole is a dauntless thrill seeker whose interests range from sky diving to parkour, and to that end giving up is not in his vocabulary. Cole's extreme bullheadedness frequently lands him in troubled waters with civilians and authorities alike, but that suits him; he thrives on subtle anarchy, the surreptitious testing of any and all boundaries. Cole's fun isn't intentionally destructive and harmful towards others--he can't help it if the world is too slow, too complacent for him. 'If you can't take the heat, get out of the kitchen' is his motto, 'Live life to the fullest' his creed.
Inherent in his leap-first attitude is a need to be bolder each and every time he jumps into the abyss; he aims to stretch his limits with every prank, fight, and excursion, reaching for that one moment in time and space where he is king, and this planet his domain. Cole has no paucity of self-confidence, but a large portion of it is unfounded--he is swift and agile, yes; muscular and strong, yes; but his abilities are often substantially exaggerated. To say he does not possess a degree of skill would be a fallacy, but how honed those skills are can and does vary from situation to situation.
Cole will deny it until the day he dies, but since childhood he's had alarming anger management issues. The closest description of Cole when he's truly enraged is that of a juggernaut, heedlessly ignoring risk and peril to accomplish his goals and release his pent up aggression. Perhaps it's Napoleon complex, perhaps it's the byproduct of his childhood; either way, his weakness wasn't helped at all by the fiery powers he spontaneously developed. They augmented and enhanced his problem such that his anger is now explosive in a literal way, and a select few have hopes of taming him when he gets going.
Despite his confrontational behavior and the walls he has put up to deal with the world, he still has a soft spot for the five orphans who guaranteed he wouldn't grow up to be a heartless criminal. He might not like Lazarus, but he would do things for his friends that he would vehemently deny doing for seven billion other people, especially his closest friends Allison and Brandon. He's awfully gentle and kind towards Mikayla for some reason...

He noted that first came the date of birth
and spoke the following date with tears,
but he said what mattered most of all
was the dash between those years.
For that dash represents all the time
that they spent alive on earth.
And now only those who loved them
know what that little line is worth.

the dash
It takes a crowbar of adamantium to get more than a few choice words about Cole's past, but the details shed light on his character and development more than anything else can. The boy was born in Alaska, an irony that does not go unnoticed by Cole. The bone-numbingly cold temperatures claimed his mom when she was unable to pay for heating one month and developed pneumonia; his dad followed soon after, drowning his sorrow through excessive consumption of alcohol to the point where his liver failed. Only six, Cole then became prey of an archaic and incompetent orphanage system that haphazardly placed him in several homes throughout the continental United States, the specifics of which he has never shared with anyone, before finally setting him in the orphanage that contained the people he calls friends today.
Emboldened by the knowledge that people could care about him, Cole struck out to make a name for himself in any way possible. Often labeled a delinquent, the escapades of his teenage years were by and large attempts of rebellion against authority that he perceived as keeping him in the orphanage, parent-less and future-less. It took serious introspection for him to realize he was veering off the straight and narrow and headed on the path to a criminal life, and now he wholeheartedly aims to have fun while being a 'good' person--more or less.

[blackbird.]

((Bump.))

[little feather]

first name;
Mikayla
middle name;
Victoria
last name;
Davis
age;
Nineteen
birthday;
31st of March
gender;
Female
element;
Plants
nationality;
Australian
accent;
Australian
ancestry;
Welsh, Irish && Scottish

hair;
Dirty blond, long and wavy
eyes;
Deep blue
skin;
Olive tanned
build;
Tall and slender
height;
6ft
body modifications;
None
scars/birthmarks;
Wear and tear scars
style;
Loose and casual
face claim;
Gabriella Wilde

main trait;
Gentle
traits;
Caring, Helpful && Quiet
likes;
Sports, Reading && Technology
dislikes;
Heights, Cruelty && Snobs
weakness;
Fear

crush;
Brandon
boy friend;
None
friends;
Allison && Lazarus
enemies;
Jefferson
mother;
Victoria Davis
father;
Michael Davis
siblings;
None

Meet Mikayla Victoria Davis, the gentle one. Mikayla is the feminine form of Michael meaning gift from god in both the latin and english versions of the name. Victoria is the name meaning victory or triumphant and apparently people with this name have a deep inner need for quiet, and a desire to understand and analyze the world they live in, and to learn the deeper truths, not that she believes any of that your name means you are. Her last name is Davis which has welsh origins and means Son of St. David. She is currently 19 and her birthday is March the 31st. She has always been female and always will be though she is more of a tomboy. Mikayla is Australian by birth and still holds and accent while by ancestry she is Welsh, Irish and Scottish.


Her main trait is gentle, she is gentle in personality, physically and in attitude. She is gentle in the way she talks to people, always mindful of their feelings and carful not to hurt them. She is also gentle with how she holds and touches things, she is the least likely to break anything and has had a skill with things that need nimble fingers.

Caring is another trait of hers, she is caring of other people, making sure that no one is hurt or injured in a motherly sort of way. She cares for animals and plants in the way most people care for their pets, it's always been in her to love nature and ironic that her power ended up being plants. She is not a hippie in that way but hates seeing animal cruelty.

She is quiet, a habit of hers is not to talk if she doesn't need to making most people think she is mute, the only people that she feels comfortable talking around is the other five. She will talk to other people but not that often. Most people would presume she was quiet when she talks but when she needs to she can be loud and commanding making anyone listen.

She is considered very helpful and will help anyone in need, no questions asked which can sometimes be a weakness but that doesn't stop her. Sometimes people will take advantage of this but so far nothing to bad has happened and probably won't now. She has always had a liking sport and her favourite one is soccer but she will play or do almost any. She has been a technology whiz her whole life and likes coding.


Mikayla has long dirty blond hair, wavy and thick reaching down past her shoulder blades. It contains almost ever colour possible for hair to naturally be, she has seen mixtures of dark brown, red or auburn, golden and many more. She usually wears it back in a braid but sometimes in a ponytail, as long as it's out of her face she doesn't care so she will never be seen wearing her hair out. Her eyes are a shade of blue that changes when she is in the light from a deep blue, the colour of an ocean storm to when she is in the sunlight to a light bright blue. Her eyes are framed with dark lashes, high cheek bones and full lips. Her skin is a tanned olive colour only because she spends so much time outside. She doesn't have any body modifications, piercing or tattoos nor wants any.


Mikayla was born in Bondi Australia, to Victoria and Michael Davis, their only child. Thanks to her mother dying at birth she never had anymore siblings. Her father was always distant, always spending most of his time at work leaving her with some random aunt or uncle. She grew up a happy childhood anyway, until she was five when her father picked them up and moved her to America for a new job he had gotten.

As soon as they moved over he fell ill with some sickness that deemed him unfit for caring for her. Having refused to leave her father and move back to Australia where all her family lived so she was dumped at some local orphanage. She was a loner their, quiet and careful she would not trust anyone thinking that they would either die or leave her like her parents did. When she was six her father died and she was depressed for months. Eventually when she was seven she finally met some others that she could call friends and still does.