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Really? That was pretty much a straight rip from the recent Tardis controls. Imagine the Tenth Doctor in there turning knobs with a pair of tongs and hitting buttons with meat tenderizers, using a knife like a key, etc.
I know what it sounds like! I'm allowed to Godmod in Myriad Reality. In fact, I'm required to Godmod! Of course, because everyone else has to also, it's as if we're all regular.
Name: Alexei
Age: 17, discovered his power at 15, trying to open a locked door.
Power: Can create ''wormholes'' from in front of him to any place he's able to represent in his head. However, he can only place his ''wormhole'' on vertical surfaces, and some materials are not stable/strong enough to handle to incredible amount of energy needed to place those holes trough time and space (For example brick walls explode and wood burns down), He's also unable to place those on any kind of glass becaause it is see trough, making it impossible to imaginate the place he wants to go to, that's why the institution placed him in a glass room. He still doesn't know really well how to totally control this aptitude, it usually happens in moments of heavy emotions.
Personality: Looks really cold from the outside but only because he knows that too much emotions can activate his power (Wich usually result in a crap ton of problems) . He has enourmous amounts of self control but nehind the surface his emotions are boiling.
Important experiences: His first experience with his powered traumatized him so much he will never want to experience that again... the only time it happened after that were accidents. Or at least that's what he told everybody.
Favorite quote: Alea Jacta Est (Literally from latin: The dies are casted, meaning pretty much... now we have to wait, what has to happen will happen, no matter what we do).
Age: 17, discovered his power at 15, trying to open a locked door.
Power: Can create ''wormholes'' from in front of him to any place he's able to represent in his head. However, he can only place his ''wormhole'' on vertical surfaces, and some materials are not stable/strong enough to handle to incredible amount of energy needed to place those holes trough time and space (For example brick walls explode and wood burns down), He's also unable to place those on any kind of glass becaause it is see trough, making it impossible to imaginate the place he wants to go to, that's why the institution placed him in a glass room. He still doesn't know really well how to totally control this aptitude, it usually happens in moments of heavy emotions.
Personality: Looks really cold from the outside but only because he knows that too much emotions can activate his power (Wich usually result in a crap ton of problems) . He has enourmous amounts of self control but nehind the surface his emotions are boiling.
Important experiences: His first experience with his powered traumatized him so much he will never want to experience that again... the only time it happened after that were accidents. Or at least that's what he told everybody.
Favorite quote: Alea Jacta Est (Literally from latin: The dies are casted, meaning pretty much... now we have to wait, what has to happen will happen, no matter what we do).
Name: Zamial
Age: idk
Power: Heal people with a touch and fire manipulation
Personality: Apathy. He literally gives zero cares, the only way to get him to do anything is to make him mad or bribe him with chili cheese fries.
Important Experiences: He fell, then the Foundation was liiiike yo you healing ppl maaaan!
Age: idk
Power: Heal people with a touch and fire manipulation
Personality: Apathy. He literally gives zero cares, the only way to get him to do anything is to make him mad or bribe him with chili cheese fries.
Important Experiences: He fell, then the Foundation was liiiike yo you healing ppl maaaan!
Oh, BTW I meant Will should talk to 735. Not the mad god thing or whatever which you should link me to.
Also can I talk for it? Hehe.
Also can I talk for it? Hehe.
Byrne picked up a sword from the floor. Twirling the blade, he pushed the longsword through the wall that seperated the dimensions, and several sphere os light floated through. They made small noises, as if they were afraid, then, after being reassured, started whizzing around once the hold had been sealed up properly. Techno opened the window, and left it ajar, so they could explore.
OOC: Short, wisps!
OOC: Short, wisps!
Techno, 343 pit you back in your cell. Please stop god modding.
To the people's with the apps, accepted and since I can't put them in the OP now, remind me tomorrow
To the people's with the apps, accepted and since I can't put them in the OP now, remind me tomorrow
Techno, 343 pit you back in your cell. Please stop god modding.
To the people's with the apps, accepted and since I can't put them in the OP now, remind me tomorrow
OOC: Who's 343?
I'll try to stop god-modding, but you haven't given me anything to do. XD Well, in reagrds to that, anywayZamiel has other stuff too, that's just what he's shown so far.
OOC: Who's 343?
He calls himself God.
OOC: Who's 343?
He's god. Also referred to as big daddy. You'll have to stop the godmodding, or I'll have to call for a vote to kick you out. I can't ban you from this thread, but I can add of list of people who's posts should be ignored in the thread to the OP.
OOC: I see.
Byrne asked the guards for a novel or several. Once they had thrown several books at him and shut the door, Byrne picked up a novel and started reading, the pages illumintaed by the lines that covered Byrne's body.
Byrne was engaged in stories of demons, experiments, dragons, wolves, vampires and the like. He was exploring the worlds of author's imaginations, worlds of stories. Ignoring everything, Byrne leant back against the door, and finished the last page of the final novel. He shut it with a snap, and started shoving the books back underneath the door, one at a time. This time, after asking for a number of novels, he asked for a writing implement and some paper. After reading through the other novels, Byrne took the notepad, put the pen to paper and began to write.
Byrne wrote of times long past, of betrayals, secrets, and sacrifices. He spun a tale of light darkness, and told the truth of all in between, without revealing the secrets which should be kept that way. Byrne ignored all distraction. Occasionally, the guards would peep in through the windows, worried that their charge had died spontaneously.
|Well, actually the guards would never accept such a request as they want you as ready for experiments as possible. If you want one, you know. Just ask...|
BAM.
"What was that?" Asked Deomi, a little frightened.
"I'm not sure if I want to find out..." replied felix.
BAM.
BAM.
CRASH.
The wall in front of them exploded into ash, and an EXTREMELY angry looking person ran through, slamming into the opposite wall.
"YOU!" Shouted Thanatos, at Deomi, as shook off some dust.
"What? I killed you!"
"Ever met Anubis? I HAVE. NOW GIVE ME BACK MY SWORD, OR FACE THE WRATH OF DEATH!"
Deomi and Felix ran, but they could do nothing, he was too fast, and there was nothing they could do against someone who could destroy walls with a touch.
He roared as he backed them against a wall, he had been waiting for this.
"Hand it over, or I will decimate your boyfriend!" He sneered.
Felix whipped up shadows, throwing himself at Thanatos, and Deomi out of the way. Deomi was desperately trying to get into his mind, but for the sheer rage that was erupting from him, so she was thrown right out of his mind before she could even cause a hesitation.
Felix had made blades from shadows, and was cutting at Thanatos, but he was also hitting back with his fists, fuelled by the adrenalin and anger.
Felix was about to cut him again, and for Thanatos, time slowed down, as he saw the blade arc towards his throat.
Suddenly a flash of light, and Felix was up against a wall, being slashed again and again by bright wispy blades of brightness.
"I'LL DESTROY YOU!" Screamed Aaron, as he began to draw blood from Felix's battered body.
Thanatos got up, more calm now, and shouted at Deomi:
"Give me the sword, and this will all stop."
"Ok, please, just don't kill him!" Deomi begged, handing him the sword. It felt good in his hands, and he felt whole again.
"Alright, keep up your end of the deal, I broke you out, do what I say! Let him go!
Aaron didn't respond. He kept hurting Felix more and more.
"STOP!" Thanatos shouted.
Aaron turned to him, putting down Felix momentarily. His eyes wee ablaze, but not just his expression, his eyes were like miniature suns of rage.
A white light began expanding in front of him. He looked at it, almost scared now. His rage was balling up, becoming a supernova of light.
It blasted out, and everyone was knocked senseless.
Later, Thanatos woke up. He looked at the decimation around him, and he noticed Deomi was already up. She looked at him, and she knew what needed doing. She worked into his mind, and planted new memories, of friendship with her and Felix, and how the rest of the events didn't happen.
He blinked, and looked at Deomi, but not with rage, but a friendly warmth.
"Deomi!" He exclaimed. "Are you ok?"
"What was that?" Asked Deomi, a little frightened.
"I'm not sure if I want to find out..." replied felix.
BAM.
BAM.
CRASH.
The wall in front of them exploded into ash, and an EXTREMELY angry looking person ran through, slamming into the opposite wall.
"YOU!" Shouted Thanatos, at Deomi, as shook off some dust.
"What? I killed you!"
"Ever met Anubis? I HAVE. NOW GIVE ME BACK MY SWORD, OR FACE THE WRATH OF DEATH!"
Deomi and Felix ran, but they could do nothing, he was too fast, and there was nothing they could do against someone who could destroy walls with a touch.
He roared as he backed them against a wall, he had been waiting for this.
"Hand it over, or I will decimate your boyfriend!" He sneered.
Felix whipped up shadows, throwing himself at Thanatos, and Deomi out of the way. Deomi was desperately trying to get into his mind, but for the sheer rage that was erupting from him, so she was thrown right out of his mind before she could even cause a hesitation.
Felix had made blades from shadows, and was cutting at Thanatos, but he was also hitting back with his fists, fuelled by the adrenalin and anger.
Felix was about to cut him again, and for Thanatos, time slowed down, as he saw the blade arc towards his throat.
Suddenly a flash of light, and Felix was up against a wall, being slashed again and again by bright wispy blades of brightness.
"I'LL DESTROY YOU!" Screamed Aaron, as he began to draw blood from Felix's battered body.
Thanatos got up, more calm now, and shouted at Deomi:
"Give me the sword, and this will all stop."
"Ok, please, just don't kill him!" Deomi begged, handing him the sword. It felt good in his hands, and he felt whole again.
"Alright, keep up your end of the deal, I broke you out, do what I say! Let him go!
Aaron didn't respond. He kept hurting Felix more and more.
"STOP!" Thanatos shouted.
Aaron turned to him, putting down Felix momentarily. His eyes wee ablaze, but not just his expression, his eyes were like miniature suns of rage.
A white light began expanding in front of him. He looked at it, almost scared now. His rage was balling up, becoming a supernova of light.
It blasted out, and everyone was knocked senseless.
Later, Thanatos woke up. He looked at the decimation around him, and he noticed Deomi was already up. She looked at him, and she knew what needed doing. She worked into his mind, and planted new memories, of friendship with her and Felix, and how the rest of the events didn't happen.
He blinked, and looked at Deomi, but not with rage, but a friendly warmth.
"Deomi!" He exclaimed. "Are you ok?"
FUCK YOU. GIMME DAT FUCKING SWORD.
Also, why did you magically get the sword, and how did you destroy it. That shit was forged by hephaestus.