What was your wish? - open - two spots left! - starting

[avenoir.]

Evangeline Mae Miller
eighteen | female | fly | with: nobody

Evangeline was put of breath, after the run up on the hill. But as soon as she rised the head up on the sky, she forgot it: the start were shining like diamonds in the sky, and there weren't clouds that would hid them. She gazed around, looking for her friend Sasha, but she only saw strangers: somebody was standing up, somebody else were sitting on towels like a picnic...
In her backpack there was a towel too, not knowing if they would stand up or down.

She sighed softly, not wanting to stay aloe in the middle of a loud crowd, but still didn't want to phone to her friend: it was earlier than the predetermined. She instead took of the towel from her backpack and spread it out on the lawn, then sitting on it, waiting.

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e r e s h k i g a l .

xxxxxE was standing silently, her eyes fixated on the sky above her. She took another few steps forward, ignoring the people around her. She was anxious to see the starfall. She had tried every year to make a wish upon one, but each time, it never came true. Ereshkigal never gave up hope, however. She was very persistent, and would always be. Nothing was going to change that. She sighed slowly, sitting down on the grass, not minding the itch it put on her bare arms. Surely in the end the small itches would be worth it? Yes, of course they would.

[rukavis]

/---------------------Jaimoff Raven - Shadow Manipulation - Tagged: No one---------------\

------A dark haired boy lay down under a tree, staring up at the dark sky. Night time was his favorite time of the day. It was too
bad that it was August - had the day been cold and winter-y, Jaimoff might have enjoyed himself a lot more. Instead, he lay in
the sticky grass, his hands resting behind his head.
------Jaimoff's mom had decided not to come. She didn't think shooting stars were anything worth seeing. Jaimoff thought it would
be pretty, so he went. And then there was the tradition of making a wish. Jaimoff didn't believe it was true, but he figured he
might try it just for giggles.
------Jaimoff glanced over at the other people. They all seemed so happy. People were talking among themselves in groups, chatting
on picnic blankets, texting their friends on their phones. Jaimoff had no one. The only person he'd ever had since moving to America
was Annie, and she was off in Germany. Jaimoff sighed. He wanted to go back to England again. His dad and his sister were
both there, and he rarely ever gets to see them. Of course, they all meet for Christmas and Boxing day, but he only gets to see
them around that time.
------As he lay under the tree, watching all the other happy people, Jaimoff knew immediately what he'd wish for - to blend into
the shadows. Not in a depressed or pessimistic way, however. It just felt right. He was always favoring the winter and night and
darkness. Ever since his incident on the beach where he almost drowned, Jaimoff found that the day time was awful. So, what's
the opposite of a hot, summer English beach? Well, the shadows, of course.
------Jaimoff stretched and sat up, excited for the stars. He knew they'd be pretty, since stars tend to be wonderful, but that
didn't stop the excitement bubbling in his stomach. He glanced around again, then began watching the sky without a care in
the world about the others.

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[gotsalt?]

H A R O L D
twenty | male | electromagnetic perception

Harold stuffed his car keys into his pocket, looking up the hill. he stretched his arms, arching his back hoping to pop it to ease the irritation from the car ride. it was about an hour drive from the town he lived in to Greenville, but it was worth it. this was the best place in the flat-landed North Carolina to see the falling stars. even the mountains of Ashville didn't have a good spot.
Harold jogged up the hill, stopping at the top with his hands on his hips as he took in deep breaths. The sky was clear, despite how much rain they had been getting the past week, and billions of stars shone brightly in the sky. He stared at it for a moment, then looked around at the crowd on the hill. there were mostly a lot of couples sitting together on blankets, but there were a couple families and singular people as well. Harold scooted around a dad and his daughter and headed over to an open spot near the other side of the hill.

[paragon]

S A S H A
eighteen <> male <> future sight/strange eyes

Absentmindedly fiddling around on his iPhone, the screen ablaze with pulsating shapes and vibrant colors that danced across the screen in tandem with the languorous swipes of his thumbs, Sasha found himself uncharacteristically comfortable in the crowded scene. Though the impetus to attend the event for Sasha consisted mainly of coaxing from his well-meaning adoptive parents and a gracious invitation from his friend Evangeline, the sheer majesty of the midnight sky, the deep, verdant green hill, and the anticipation of a unique, awe-inspiring 'star fall' made the night enjoyable in its own right. There were enough people to make the search for Evangeline bothersome, but he eventually picked her form out in the dark and plodded over. "Dobry vecher! Good evening!" he greeted, plopping down next to her. If there was anything he thanked living in California for, it would be making his thick Russian accent disappear completely when he spoke English. "It sure is beautiful out," he murmured appreciatively.

[skeletøn]

L A U R A •
eighteen .l....•
ice ....n. .. •
alone .... ...•

Laura sat on a navy blue blanket, leaning against a rock. The grass occasionally tickled her feet, but she was otherwise comfortable. She had been one of the first to arrive. Because of this, her spot was almost perfect, right at the top where you could see the stars great. After she had been waiting for a while, people finally arrived in groups or alone. She had come alone. All of her friends had come up with excuses as to why they didn't show up, but she didn't mind much. The peace and quiet was nice while it had lasted. Pulling out her phone, she snapped a picture of the stars. They sat resting in the sky, waiting for all the guests to show before the performance began. It was such a great sight that she didn't plan on missing. Taking a drink of her water, she rested back against the rocks. Her eyes slowly drooped down until she was half asleep. The girl shook herself awake. She wouldn't miss the falling stars for the world.

[avenoir.]

Evangeline Mae Miller
eighteen | female | fly | with: Sasha

Evangeline smiled as Sasha appeared at her side.
"Hi boy!" exclaimed joyly, gazing at her friend as he sitted next to her. She then returned to watch the sky, to see the first star fall. But it was still too early. "Yes, it is." agreed, smiling again, then watching fastly the clock. About ten minutes, and the show would start.
"So, did you have wonder about your wish?" asked grinning to Sasha. "But don't say it to me, or it won't come true!" advised him, teasing playfully. They knew each other since they were nine, that is since Sasha moved from Russia to America. And since then, every year they went there to look at the stars, hoping to see their wishes to be fulfilled. It was a somewhat tradition to ask what their wishes was, and then to add to not say it.

[sky dancer.]

agh, so sorry. What's going on right now?

[rottenmutt]

Sorry for a short form, i'm bad at forms.;n;

Name; Lucifer cryptic.

Gender; Male.

Age; 20

Height; 6'6

Weight; 180.6 lbs.

Skin tone; Pale.

Personality;

Lucifer is a mute. He doesn't talk much, and keeps his mouth shut often no matter the situation. He doesn't talk to anybody. No friends. No family. No nothing. He hates the world, and everyone in it. He is a bit cruel when he does talk. He will talk just a little bit, but he won't to often. He is a rude, hostile man when it comes to it. He won't take up for others, and not even himself. As a mute, he doesn't care to speak. He has no reason too. Even in his wolf form he is a mute, he doesn't talk anymore. And nobody even cares about him, so he doesn't care for himself. He treats himself terribly with a very low self esteem.

Power

To have cat like senses.
He is agile, quick, and fast.
He has the speed of a cat.
With better hearing, and sight then others.
As well as seeing at night, and in the dark.

He asked for these powers because ever since he was a kid he would watch shows on big cats, and domestic cats. Something about cats always amazed him. He had his own cat, who lived for a long time. Once his cat, Sphinx passed away he was devastated. He wanted nothing to do with cats for a long time, but eventually he realized he was wrong. He remembered everything about Sphinx. How agile he was, the speed, reactions, and hearing, along with sight he had. And the power to see in the dark? Far out. He wanted to be like Sphinx, and have all these abilities. He had always been so into cats and how much potential they have, so he wanted to be just like one. When he wished, that's all he wanted.

Though, because of his powers. In his weak spot he gets terrible headaches. He often stays out at night, and sleeps in the day light hours. The sounds, and sight enhancement he has gives him headaches. He doesn't get them 24\7. But often enough to cause him pain, sometimes they make him a little less agile, and quick on his reflex's.

[avenoir.]

{{ |Jen|: the characters have just came on the hill, and chose a place from where they can see the shooting stars. That not happened yet ^^
S y k e s: you have to write why he asked to have that powers, and you had to PM me the form before post it on the thread. }}