Wave in the Unknown - Superpower RP (Always Open)

[amithethird]

(Hey could you not powerplay my character so much? I've tolerated it up until now because it was minor, but I don't think you understand how Simon's powers work. He usually goes unconscious after fusing with someone. In this case it wouldn't be long before he woke up but he wouldn't wake up before her. Just saying. It's ok for now. I can ignore it and we can keep going, just don't do it again, ok? He's my character. Not yours.)

"But if you close your eyes,
Does it almost feel like
Nothing changed at all?
And if you close your eyes,
Does it almost feel like
You've been here before?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?"

Simon Palmer
This was...not the reaction he was expecting. Usually people found the experience unpleasant and frightening. God knows Hikyro had. He'd all but forcibly ejected Simon from his mind. This was new territory for him. No one ever though Simon's powers were "cool." He froze when she hugged him, wondering what the heck she was so happy about.
"Wait are you serious? Like really serious? You actually enjoyed that," he said, "I can honestly say that no one ever enjoys it. Ever. Why do you?"

[+30mg]

(@Purple: I'm soooo sorry, I could edited it out right now. And again, I apologize for the powerplay I did and the lack of realization. D:)

[amithethird]

(It's fine, you don't need to edit it. I'll let it slip this once. Just try not to do it again, ok?)

[+30mg]

Svetlana Laina Annie: History Revealed.

I nod happily, my eyes glittering in the sunlights. "That was cool...! Well, that is the coolest thing I've ever... uhm, seen? Heard? Feel?" I said, letting go of my hug.

BAM.

Until I realize.

"C'mon Simon... Show... Me... Your... Power." that was what I said earlier.

Just like the scientists...

"HEY! Specimen 01! Come show me you ***** ability you ***** ****!!!! CAN YOU NOT HEAR ME!? **** YOU! **** YOU AND YOUR FAMILY!!!!"

Flashback:

"Professor *******, what should we do with Specimen 01? She looks rather unstable." A female scientist said, looking at the weakened Svetlana with a look of remorse.

"I don't ****ing CARE! Electroshock her and get done with her!" the professor said, it is clear that he is the one that is in charge on doing this... brutal experiment.

"But sir-"

"I WANT TO SEE HER ****ING POWER!!! CAN YOU HEAR ME?!?!?!"

The female professor looked down and then nods.

Svetlana, in the tight enclosed room sat there, her eyes trickling tears and her mouth reveals a strip of blood. She approaches the glass wall while her fist banged the surface.

"Please!!! No!!!" she pleads, tears streaming down her face with a massive amount of fear. The professor savagely shakes his head, his blue hair shaking. Suddenly, Svetlana's body is coffined with massive amount of devastating pain of electroshock Svetlana's body limply forming into what seems to be a corpse, a breathing corpse tortured by electrical charges.

End of Flashback

I move back, tears dropping from my face like shimmering glitters. I mumble, again and again.

"It's all my fault."

"It's all my fault."

"It's all my fault."

"It's all my fault."

I turn my back and I sprint away, wiping my tears and I realize that my phone's ringing, I do NOT care. I fling the phone away over my shoulder, landing precisely at Simon's feet. The phone's ringtone signifies that father is calling.

No.

FATHER IS A BETRAYER. HE'S A MANIPULATIVE HUMAN BEING. HE... HE.... TORTURED ME, CALLED ME NAMES AND FORCED ME TO USE MY POWERS AGAINST MY WILL.

I can't trust anyone now.

[amithethird]

"But if you close your eyes,
Does it almost feel like
Nothing changed at all?
And if you close your eyes,
Does it almost feel like
You've been here before?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?"

Simon Palmer
"Hey, you ok? What's wrong?" Simon asked. She had suddenly gotten this look on her face. One minute she was all weirdly excited and the next she looked like she'd seen a ghost. Then she started to run.
"Hey wait!What's wrong?" he called, running after her.

[+30mg]

Simon pursued me, I don't know what's wrong with him. Why would Simon, a perfect aberrant tried to follow a clone! An artificial human being only for the use of slavery. I yelled at him to stop, I can't do anything now, I don't have a place to go. I pleaded Simon to stop while tears flooded my face. I'm so focused on being angry and sad that I trip over the debris of my Mini Cooper, I descend face-first to the grass. And I support my body with my arms while my teardrops descend to the grass like dews.

"My life is a lie... My life is a lie..." I said, I have no will and no strength to live in this world anymore. People will be the same if I'm dead, no one gives a crap if I'm gone... right?

I crawled to the broken car and I reached inside the window, I feel the cold black steel in my palm. Then I pulled, revealing a common handgun. I smiled with tears in my eyes.

"Finally..." I mumbled, pointing the gun to my temple, the coldness spreads out to my head. I know that the gun is already prepared to shoot, I just have to pull the trigger.

"I can..." I continued, my finger curling on the trigger.

"Die..."

[amithethird]

"But if you close your eyes,
Does it almost feel like
Nothing changed at all?
And if you close your eyes,
Does it almost feel like
You've been here before?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?"

Simon Palmer
"No nononono. Stop. STOP!" Simon shouted as Svetlana reached for the gun. He grabbed her hand and pulled the gun free. He tossed it down on the grass and looked back at her.
"Oh God, I did this to you, didn't I? I'm so sorry. Oh my God I'm so sorry. I didn't think something like that would happen. It's never happened before," Simon stammered, "Please just take a deep breath. It's ok. Please don't try to hurt yourself."
He couldn't believe he was doing this after how he'd felt about her sudden appearance before. But he supposed that could be chocked up to his naturally helpful and loving nature. He hated to see people suffer or people in pain. His mom always told him that it was one of his best traits.
"We need more people like you in the world, Simon," she'd said once, "We need more people who care."

[+30mg]

Svetlana Laina Annie

The coldness of the gun escaped from my temple as the weapon rests on the grass, I wiped off my tears and then Simon's silhouette appear, he apologizes for unknown reasons.

"No... it's my fault. I pushed you... I'm sorry..." I said between tears, I stood up and then I thinly smiled. Still, the dreadful memories make sense now. I am NOT created for protecting the lab, I am NOT created for the sake of military influence, I am created for human experiment.

"I-I'm sorry... I guess you're right... I'm crazy... delusional... thinking that my life is ideal..." I said, I chuckled sadly.

"Thinking of it makes me laugh... how can I be so delusional? You can even tell that I'm insane from the start." I muttered while thinking the memories from the past, I hate humans... I would turn into a villain if I've to eradicate them from existence.

Suddenly, the infamous ringtone echoes again from cracked phone, the ringtone signals that father, I mean Frigate is calling me. How can he live like this? I would like to answer the phone but I'm too frail and too traumatized to do so. I grit my teeth in rage, Frigate still has the guts to call me even though HE'S the one behind all my suffering, all my dark memories and all of my traumatized past.

[Black-Cat771]

The boy growled lowly, pushing himself away from the table as he walked out the backdoor. A lot of metal clashing and yelling echoed before he walked back inside, his eyes still darkened as he growled, sitting once again at the table. "I never want you to speak of my mother again, or anything of her." He growled lowly, his tail having a few cuts on it - the fur being slightly clumped in those areas and looking slightly wet with the crimson that matched so well with his dark fur. He then looked down at the table, trying to steady his now shaky left hand. "How do you plan on making me cooperate with you? As I obviously won't respond well when you mention certain things, or try to threaten me - because how would that help at all - it wouldn't, because I'd only resist you even more." He replied, while also asking the question he had wanted to ask.

Eiko remained quiet. He was in no place to judge anyone about anything. He relaxed a little the moment Kakori left. He felt the tension break with is absence. The tension tension returned the moment Kakori return, causing Eiko to involuntarily tense up. Despite how uncomfortable he now felt about their so called 'game', he remained quiet, realizing how serious they were about it.

[just a re-post so it's not lost in the pages.]

[ChattyGirl]

|Britney|21|Weather Manipulation & Dynamic Camouflaging|

The rest of the day went by slowly with me trying to deduce what had gone down between Mr. Duke and Hikyro without looking at Mr. Duke too often, and studying for various assignments in between classes. It wasn't the most interesting thing in the world, especially since I was anxious to talk with Leslie and Hikyro at five, but I suppose there are more boring activities. By three my classes were over and I went to research at the library. It would be so nice to have internet access on my laptop once I had moved into me and Leslie's place but it would be awkward to be right next to her and be studying instead of talking about the 'plan'. At four-thirty I got up with my books and left the library, traveling on bus to my little hide-away. I scrounged around until I found four cardboard boxes in a musty cupboard and then I gathered my few possessions into them. I stared at the boxes feeling foolish for a minute. How was I going to get these all over to Leslie's? I was strong but each one weighed a ton and I couldn't possibly carry them all at once. I could take several trips but when I looked at the clock I had to dismiss the idea. I was already running late! The only thing to do was ask a stranger for help. I raced outside and reluctantly stopped the first stranger I saw and asked politely if he could help me. The stuffy-looking business man pretended not to hear me and rushed off as fast as he could. I sighed disgustedly and went to ask a woman leaning against the building smoking a cigarette. She wasn't dressed particularity well but beggars and can't be choosers and so I went and pleaded with her anyway. "Sorry sweetcheeks," she choked out, "I don't swing that way." I almost gagged at her wild assumption. I didn't even consider trying to explain and instead walked away chuckling. Obviously this wasn't working so I switched tactics when I watched a teenage boy strolling towards me. "Hey you look strong and fit. I have a few boxes I need to move. If you helped me there might be a generous reward in store for you." I smiled mischievously at him. He, of course, agreed to help very eagerly and in a few short minutes we were stepping off the bus in front of my shared apartment. The handsome boy looks at me questioningly and I gesture for him to follow me. I stop right before door number '7' and set my two boxes down. He quickly sets the others down and gazes at me eyebrows raised. I hold up one finger to tell him to wait a moment and then I unlock the door shove my stuff through and walk to stand right in front of him, leaving the door ajar. "Time for that reward, eh?" I whisper. I slide a ten from my pocket and into his pants pocket. He seems to think it's part of the game. I smile and rapidly bid him good-bye as I slip through the door and slam it in his face before he can say a word. I lean against it for a moment blowing a strand of hair from my eyes. Ya gotta do what you gotta do, right? Lifting my eyes I find Hikyro and Leslie staring at me curiously. I distract them by apologizing for being late but I considerately skip the boring details, clearing my throat and asking instead, "So Hikyro, what happened with you and Mr. Doomsday?"