Paragon City... A city of heroes ((Open))
By
Dream_Reaver,
Posted on: 2007-01-19 10:33 in Roleplaying
Michael 18 years old, sits in his room with his door closed and lights off. The noise coming from the living room, starts to annoy him. Anger runs through his body as he stands up the jolt of the anger coming closer to the breaking point. Finally it explodes as a flame emerges within his hand the warmth of the ball of fire soothing his anger. As his mother in the living room still screams calling him names and calling him worthless.
OOC:Sorry so short
It had been a long day. 23 year old Zachary took a left as he entered the freeway, the quickest way work and back. "No! You were supposed to take a right! We need to head over to Maira's place, remember?" 21 year old Blake scolded. "What do you need from her? Can't you just fly there later? I'm going to be late to my second shift." Zachary said calmly as he continued to drive. "Why do you have to be such a pain. You don't even need a second shift." Blake forced back to his Bro.
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Blake Carinson, otherwise known as Burning fang is known as the city's pyro specialist. His fire powers match his hot head head quite well. He could also fly with some degree of accuracy. He was almost 6 feet in length with short, bright red hair. Strength and will was visable in the boys eyes. Anyone could see he trained hard, but had a lack of experience in hand to hand combat, just by looking at his fighting stance.
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"I need a second shift so I can pay the bills, which you neglect to help pay each month." Zach said harshly, continuing to drive to his chosen destination. "Besides, shouldn't you be worrying about getting your own car? Or mabey atleast fixing the one you already have." "I don't have the mone-" Blake began to say before he was interupted by his brother. "Exactly why I got a second job! Unlike you, I do what I need to do to keep our apartment up and running."
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Zachary Carinson, also known as Freezing Justice (For lack of a better name), is Blakes opposite in almost every way. He can shoot ice shards from the moisture in the air, and is also the more mature on in the group. Unlike Blake, he is forced to use a tech hoverboard made from scrap pieces of junk and tech parts from his 1st job. Zachary Carinson was a mirrior image of Blake. He was strong and bright, and seemed to always know what to do. His hair was a short black. The end of each hair was turning into a bright blue as a side affect of his powers.
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There was a long pause of silence in the car before Blake finally spoke up. "You can drop me off at the apartment. I'll head over to Maria's as soon as I find a ride." A short pause later. "I'm sorry about that...." Zach sighed and waited a bit before saying, "Its no problem. I just don't understand how you can be a hero and still be so stuborn."
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The two brothers lived in a makeshift apartment here in Sky, near the ugliest part of town. They weren't famous heroes, nor were they rich in any way. Infact, only about four people knew their name. And by the way things were going, it would seem things could only get worse. ~ *14 years after the Rikti War* ~ Both boys at the age of nine (Blake), and eleven (Zach) came agross a bright jewel near the edge of the sidewalk on their way home from school. A stone of reds and blues that seemed to swirl toward a bright glow in the middle of the crystal. They both picked it up at the same time, and shortly after, they both awoke in the nearby hospital. After being nursed back to health, they were sent home. The crystal supposedly split its fire and ice power among the children. And while they did have powers at the time, they only found out about it three years later.
They both told their parents about it. The mother, thinking it was the right thing to do, wanted to send them to a school for gifted, superpowered children within Paragon, but their dad had other plans. Mr. Carinson was thinking about Paragon City also, but wanted to send them to Crey. At the time, Crey was spamming lies about helping superpowered indeviduals and rebuilding Paragon. The father was planning on sending the children to Crey, to help produce his children's newfound abilities. Mrs. Carinson didn't want to have people 'running tests' on her children. While Mrs. Carinson did get send their children to school, both parents died from an explosion, not far from their home.
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"Heh, its all skill..." Blake joked, hoping his brother would atleast crack a smile. He was silent, and Blake took the hint. It was the same "Keep your mouth shut for the rest of the trip" silence you would only know after living with your brother long enough.
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((OOC EDIT: Fixed a few errors and added some extra info.))
((OOC EDIT: Yay! My 5th edit! 
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((OOC: Oh, and welcome to the forums!! ))
OOC: im bored so im going to post again.
Michael glares at the ball of fire with amazement as he toss's burning ball of gases to his other hand. He couldn't help but to smile, but to wonder where it came from and why. The ball of fire dissappears , Michael's eyes widened a bit thinking how did I do that. At this thought Michael walks towards the back of his room as the chains on his black baggy pants cling against each other he bends down grabbing a large black coat, a trench coat he puts it on as it hangs to his ankles and walks to the door of his dark room. Opening it.
As he does the light from the living room lightens his room and Michael emerges as his mother is still ranting about how worthless he is, he sticks his left hand into his left pocket grabbing his black shades and puts them on. Michael then says mom i'm going out. His mom screams you get you your worthless a## back here now. Ignoreing the call he steps out the door to a darkness with only the street lights and the dim moon, lights the way. With his hands in his pockets walks along the empty road wondering about life, about the fire that emerged within his hands. About his mothers alcholism and his sisters dissappeance. He could only wonder what next, who next.
A crash is heard in the distance and Michael quickly raises his head and shots to the direction of the sound. out of pure instinct michaels hands exit his pockets and he takes off at a full run towards the sound in which now turned in to a light a hot light, fire can be seen. As he drew near the fire got hotter and laughter can be heard. Into a dark alley michael ran to, creeping in the darkness as he reaches the end of the alley he looks around the corner as his back is against the wall, only to see a group of skulls catching some barrels on fire.
A girl lays next to the barrel tied up, her mouth covered. One of the skulls say your daddy thinks he can bring us down, he only got one group. There are plenty more of us. But in that group was my brother, your daddy took something dear from me now we will take something dear from him. The girl kicks and the group just laughs. Michael grew angry, how could people be like this. He thinks that could of been his little sister, that could of been him as a child. Michael still stands and watches as the group keeps laughing and chattering amongest themselves.
Another skull speaks out, saying to the one that talked before boss why don't we just shot her? The boss turns with a grin and walks to the other one putting his hand on the other ones shoulder. Well because this way when she burns her daddy can hear her screams. He says this with a evil laugh followed. He then removes his hand and begins to walk towards the girl. Michael jumps foreward not being able to witness what is about to happen.
At this he screams you leave her alone. He says this in all anger. The whole group turns as they hear the 18 year olds voice, The boss steps foreward saying what kid you want to be next? At this the whole group laughs. Michael looks directly into the boss's eyes saying just leave her alone, the anger in his voice grows more appearent, michael feels the jolt of power rush through him again.
The whole group begins to walk towards him with grins. Michael's arm draws back as the warmth is felt within his left palm. The boss laughs what boy you think you're gonna take one all 5 of us? With that michael's left arm shots forewards realesing the ball of fire nailing the boss in the chest as it hits the boss is pushed back a bit as the smell of singed skin and singed clothes is realesed as smoke escapes the whole within his clothing. The group looks to Michael with awe. The Boss jumps foreward again screaming so boy you have powers, you really want to play.
At this the boss screams let's get him guys. The group begins to run foreward, Michael jets towards the alley knowing he cant take all 5 of them out at the same time, he turns a corner exiting the alley to notice a large trash can infront of a old broken down building, he quickly jumps to the top of the can then jumping again to grab ahold of the edge of the roof just enough to pull himself up. He gets on top of the building and crouches as the mob can be heard exiting the alley.
One of them says where did he go, another saying ha ha ha hes probably scared. In no time another ball of fire emerges within his left hand relasing a faint light within the darkness of the night. He quickly stands up hurdeling the ball of fire at the boss nailing him in the head, the boss falls to the ground as the rest of the group looks at there fallin boss, then towards michael. Michael begins to run across the building as he feels a break beneath his feet, he crash's to the ground within the building as dust escapes the hole.
Michael quickly gets up brushing himself of looking around nervously for some where to go, foot steps can be heard on the roof and faint voices as well. Then one laughs as he notices the hole in the roof. Michael moves silently as he gets across the building, he then trips making his presence noticeable. Then a dense smell of gas can be smelt on the floor infront of him. He can hear the rest of the group drop in through the ceiling. One says come out come out where ever you are we know you are in here. Michael quickly stands up noticing a boarded window near, he runs to it throwing his elbow in to the wood in hopes of breaking it.
The mob run towards the noise saying what are you trying to escape? are you scared? Finally the board breaks as light seeps into the darkness of the building reveiling his 6' 2 figure michael jumps out of the broken window with an idea in his head. He calls forth his anger realesing another ball of fire within in his palm he chunks it through the whole in the area of the spilled gas. A large explosion emerges from the building followed by a large fire. Michael quickly runs to the alley again, towards the girl.
He reaches her, un tieng the ropes around her, and taking the cover off her mouth. He asks are you ok, the girl nods. Michael picks her up thinking of where to put her, a thought came to him. To the police department michael runs. After a good 20 minutes of running off of pure adrenaline he sets the girl who cant be to much older than 4 by the front door and tell her, wait till im gone and then go in ok. The girl nods. Michael ran in hopes of the girl not telling on him, for he did destroy private property. Finally out of sight of the girl michael falls to the ground exhausted. Breathing hard, panting. He lays there in hopes of catching his breath. Finally when he did he got up and walked to his house hands in his pockets with a grin on his face. Not only did he discover powers, but he saved a little girl to.
OOC: Ok I could go on but ill save it for another time. Sorry if its hard to read. If it is just tell me and ill try to set it up better next time.
James Froste was an average man in the city of Paragon. He silently sat on his couch, watching TV. Another show about the heroes of Paragon. He was more interested in this one though. It showcased a hero by the name Icicool. He uses the moisture in the air to fire icicles and other ice like attacks at the criminals he faces. Supposedly a newcomer to the crime fighting scene. James was interested in him because he is Icicool.
James grumbled as his Paragon Police Department Radio Band went off. He got off his couch, and walked to his kitchen, where the band was sitting on the counter. He picked it up, and turned it on.
"Icicool here." he said in to the radio.
"Hey there Froste. We got a disturbance call from someone. We think it might be dangerous, so we want you to check it up." the Chief of Police replied.
"Alright, I'll check it out. Upload the details to my band while I get my costume on. Icicool out." He placed the band down on the counter, and walked in to his bedroom. James opened his closet, and pushed aside all of his regular clothing. He found a small hole in the back of the closet, and tugged on it. The part of the wall opened to reveal the white and blue costume of Icicool.
James pulled on his costume, and ran to the kitchen, grabbing the band. He made sure his front door was locked, and he climbed out of his kitchen window. He could clearly see Atlas' statue from his tenth story Atlas Park apartment. Without hesitation, Icicool leaped off the balcony, and began flying. He followed the band's directions to the disturbance call.
((Dream_Reaver, he's heading toward your apartment, so you may continue.))
The thoroughbred of sin.
"WHAM!" the blond, blue-eyed hero shouted as his fist collided with a Hellion's face. A few crunches were heard, and then another resounding smash as the Hellion hit his buddys.
He dusted off his hands, chuckling. "Ah, weak as ever. You guys really need to practice fighting a little more."
He began dusting off his red armour, seeming to reflect every little bit of sunlight in an annoying way after the dust-off. Then, however, he bent down, picked up a purse, and handed it to a woman about the age of twenty-one.
"There you go, ma'am. First of all, don't walk down dark alley ways in Steel Canyon at night. Second of all..." He pulled a card from his belt, and handed it to the woman. "Call me."
With that, he pulled three blue devices from his belt, and walked toward the thugs. He placed each device on their shirts, and hit a button on his belt. They all disappeared in a flash of light to Ziggursky Prison.
The hero activated his jets, blasting away from the crime scene. The woman looked up, puzzled, before looking at the card.
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Name: Experiment 2.0
Age: Immature
Gender: Damn, hoping it said sex.
Occupation: Technological extraordinare and [Insert funny pun for situation here.]
Prefered type: You.
Dog's name:...
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The card had flipped out by now, and reached all the way to the ground.
The woman was found later to have bleeding ears and a serious headache from the amazing amount of terrible, unfunny puns that had been thrown on the card.
Experiment, meanwhile, landed at Icon. He walked in, taking a flourishing bow, and made his way to Serge. "You ever get bored of me? Seriously, I come in here every day, and you seem to serve me just as well as anyone else." He commented, picking up a pair of sunglasses. He pulled a bag from his belt, full of money it seemed, and gave it to Serge.
"Because you pay ridiculous money for your clothing, perhaps?"
Zachary dropped Blake off at the apartment. "Thanks for the ride." Blake said as he waved while walking backward toward the apartment. He turned round and headed in. It wasn't exactly what anyone would call, a 'Happy Place'. There were insects everywhere, the walls were breaking, and you could here someone's bad singing from the floor below.
He headed to the fridge and got some juice before he called anyone. After calling about eleven people, each of them all 'busy', he decided to head to Maira's on his own. He strapped on his super suit, and crawled out of the window. He heading to the top of the apartment and sprinted toward the streetside drop building. He leaped at the last seond and burst into flame, flying toward Maira's house.
((OOC EDIT: *knock - knock* Anyone home? ))
I was waiting for the starter to post again lol
so in the mean time here is michael also known as mysterious flame
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Was it something I said?))
OOC: i dont know where the starter is.....
[[Alright I just need to know this, can I have a Villain in this rp? If not, then it's alright.]]
John Anderson [[How original?]], otherwise known as Pyrotenix, was a well known Hero. The air around him waved as the intense heat from his body rose off him, closing his darkened eyes, he looked down at the noisy streets below. Behind John, his cape, which was burnt from the many times he had used his powers, flowed with the wind as he hovered in the air of Atlas Park, to be specific in the Argosy Industrial Area, sighing deeply as he had been in the area for about 3 hours, without any activity, he turned around and shot through the sky, pulling up to the clouds.
so anyone else want to take over this RP cuz I havent seen the guy that started this. I don't know enough about forum Rps to take over anything lol now if it was a yahoo group rp then it would be different.....I dont know if its cool to take over peoples rps or not but I was getting into it lol
Do whatever, it's been a long while since someone posted anything.....]]
((OOC: The curse of the empty RP!!!!!!! And with that, I will unleash my ultimate attack...... RAIN OF CHOCOLATE!!!!! Dig in! 
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ok ill go after the next RP post
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OOC: im bored so im going to post again.
Michael glares at the ball of fire with amazement as he toss's burning ball of gases to his other hand. He couldn't help but to smile, but to wonder where it came from and why. The ball of fire dissappears , Michael's eyes widened a bit thinking how did I do that. At this thought Michael walks towards the back of his room as the chains on his black baggy pants cling against each other he bends down grabbing a large black coat, a trench coat he puts it on as it hangs to his ankles and walks to the door of his dark room. Opening it.
As he does the light from the living room lightens his room and Michael emerges as his mother is still ranting about how worthless he is, he sticks his left hand into his left pocket grabbing his black shades and puts them on. Michael then says mom i'm going out. His mom screams you get you your worthless a## back here now. Ignoreing the call he steps out the door to a darkness with only the street lights and the dim moon, lights the way. With his hands in his pockets walks along the empty road wondering about life, about the fire that emerged within his hands. About his mothers alcholism and his sisters dissappeance. He could only wonder what next, who next.
A crash is heard in the distance and Michael quickly raises his head and shots to the direction of the sound. out of pure instinct michaels hands exit his pockets and he takes off at a full run towards the sound in which now turned in to a light a hot light, fire can be seen. As he drew near the fire got hotter and laughter can be heard. Into a dark alley michael ran to, creeping in the darkness as he reaches the end of the alley he looks around the corner as his back is against the wall, only to see a group of skulls catching some barrels on fire.
A girl lays next to the barrel tied up, her mouth covered. One of the skulls say your daddy thinks he can bring us down, he only got one group. There are plenty more of us. But in that group was my brother, your daddy took something dear from me now we will take something dear from him. The girl kicks and the group just laughs. Michael grew angry, how could people be like this. He thinks that could of been his little sister, that could of been him as a child. Michael still stands and watches as the group keeps laughing and chattering amongest themselves.
Another skull speaks out, saying to the one that talked before boss why don't we just shot her? The boss turns with a grin and walks to the other one putting his hand on the other ones shoulder. Well because this way when she burns her daddy can hear her screams. He says this with a evil laugh followed. He then removes his hand and begins to walk towards the girl. Michael jumps foreward not being able to witness what is about to happen.
At this he screams you leave her alone. He says this in all anger. The whole group turns as they hear the 18 year olds voice, The boss steps foreward saying what kid you want to be next? At this the whole group laughs. Michael looks directly into the boss's eyes saying just leave her alone, the anger in his voice grows more appearent, michael feels the jolt of power rush through him again.
The whole group begins to walk towards him with grins. Michael's arm draws back as the warmth is felt within his left palm. The boss laughs what boy you think you're gonna take one all 5 of us? With that michael's left arm shots forewards realesing the ball of fire nailing the boss in the chest as it hits the boss is pushed back a bit as the smell of singed skin and singed clothes is realesed as smoke escapes the whole within his clothing. The group looks to Michael with awe. The Boss jumps foreward again screaming so boy you have powers, you really want to play.
At this the boss screams let's get him guys. The group begins to run foreward, Michael jets towards the alley knowing he cant take all 5 of them out at the same time, he turns a corner exiting the alley to notice a large trash can infront of a old broken down building, he quickly jumps to the top of the can then jumping again to grab ahold of the edge of the roof just enough to pull himself up. He gets on top of the building and crouches as the mob can be heard exiting the alley.
One of them says where did he go, another saying ha ha ha hes probably scared. In no time another ball of fire emerges within his left hand relasing a faint light within the darkness of the night. He quickly stands up hurdeling the ball of fire at the boss nailing him in the head, the boss falls to the ground as the rest of the group looks at there fallin boss, then towards michael. Michael begins to run across the building as he feels a break beneath his feet, he crash's to the ground within the building as dust escapes the hole.
Michael quickly gets up brushing himself of looking around nervously for some where to go, foot steps can be heard on the roof and faint voices as well. Then one laughs as he notices the hole in the roof. Michael moves silently as he gets across the building, he then trips making his presence noticeable. Then a dense smell of gas can be smelt on the floor infront of him. He can hear the rest of the group drop in through the ceiling. One says come out come out where ever you are we know you are in here. Michael quickly stands up noticing a boarded window near, he runs to it throwing his elbow in to the wood in hopes of breaking it.
The mob run towards the noise saying what are you trying to escape? are you scared? Finally the board breaks as light seeps into the darkness of the building reveiling his 6' 2 figure michael jumps out of the broken window with an idea in his head. He calls forth his anger realesing another ball of fire within in his palm he chunks it through the whole in the area of the spilled gas. A large explosion emerges from the building followed by a large fire. Michael quickly runs to the alley again, towards the girl.
He reaches her, un tieng the ropes around her, and taking the cover off her mouth. He asks are you ok, the girl nods. Michael picks her up thinking of where to put her, a thought came to him. To the police department michael runs. After a good 20 minutes of running off of pure adrenaline he sets the girl who cant be to much older than 4 by the front door and tell her, wait till im gone and then go in ok. The girl nods. Michael ran in hopes of the girl not telling on him, for he did destroy private property. Finally out of sight of the girl michael falls to the ground exhausted. Breathing hard, panting. He lays there in hopes of catching his breath. Finally when he did he got up and walked to his house hands in his pockets with a grin on his face. Not only did he discover powers, but he saved a little girl to.
OOC: Ok I could go on but ill save it for another time. Sorry if its hard to read. If it is just tell me and ill try to set it up better next time.
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As michael walks th night began to grow colder, moister starts to fill the air as dew begins to set. As he reaches his house, he doesn't hear any yelling or things being tossed throughout the house, Michael opens the door slightly and quietly. He closes the door behind him and begins walking to his room very slowly. His mother is passed out on the couch, he enters his room. He throws his jacket on the ground and falls into his bed he lays there with his hands behind his head wondering where his little sister was at and what the deal with all this was. He feels sleep tug on his eyelids as they slowly shut. To wake up in the morning a sunday morning. His mom is awake drinking her usually tea. Shes screams his name. Michael gets up and goes into the living room and sits next to his mother. She says son, i'm sorry about last night. I didn't hurt you did I? No mom its ok, she says I know I say this all the time. but one of these days it will come back on me. Anyways i'm sorry about last night. Michael smiles and gets up saying mom im going to walk around a bit ok. At that he exits the house anxious to practice his powers again.
OOC: Sorry so short but I figured id make a post
:: John's mind raced as he stared at the group of Hellions below him, there were no more than thirty in all, a very large group. Walking across the ledge he was standing on, he turned his back to the mob, and closed his dark eyes.::
"All or nothing now.", John whispered.
:: Jumping backwards into the alley, he backflipped in the air once before landing in the middle of the mob, standing up right, he grinned for a moment as the Hellions turned around to stare at John.::
"Hey, your interrupting something!" A Hellion Lt. shouted at him.
:: John merely grinned and opened his eyes, his eyes, no longer brown, were spewing fire from them. Before the Hellions had a chance to run, the alley erupted in a firey fury as John's body forced fire from his body, incinerating any thing in the alley, and scorching the walls to black.::
"Stupid Hellions...." John muttered loudly.
:: Taking a step towards the alley's entrance he saw black stars across his vision and he fell forewards onto the ground, the use of his power had drained him of energy. As soon as his body hit the ground, darkness overcame him, soon, snoring would come from him as he layed there.::
[[OOC: I hope that didn't make him too much of a God-Mode, since it is his Nuke.......and he can only use it once and a while. >_>]]
OOC: It looked ok to me. so is there anyone else still in on this?
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((Alright This rp is open for 4 more rpers. I will increase the number later on it is to make sure it doesnt get to confusing if the rp gets flooded.))
To be a Hero you have to pledge your life to the innocents if you let one innocent life slip away you are as guilty as a criminal
A strange voice said with an echoes in a very dark room.
Who
Who are you? Dream replied his shoulder length raven black hair was covered in sweat as he adjusted his black sunglasses and straighten his trench coat.
someone who has watched you for a very long time boy
The voice replied.
Dream shifted as he saw a shadow move. He closed his eyes to search with his mind to find any other people within his apartment he found nothing. This was the second day his telepathic powers have not been working very well.
Heh do you think your telepathic abilities can work on [me] young hero? I am older than you young one so do not try to find me
I am jut [relaying] a message
The voice said as the shadow took a step closer.
Dream's eyes went wide as he saw the shadow. NO! Get away from me! He said as suddenly he woke up in his bed with a jolt breathing very heavily. He closed his hypnotic purple eyes as he placed his sunglasses back on. It was the fourth night he had this dream
He still could not recognize the face. He has had his powers since the Rikti war. Still he was not apart of any super group he was a loner. He closed his eyes as he picked up his cell phone. He dialed a few numbers contacting a local super group. I
Need help
He muttered softly as he dropped the fell phone and passed out in shock.
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I fixed some words I found misspelled
thanks I suppose the owner hasnt posted since he/she started this thiugh but we're still trying to make it work
((OOC: Oh! I know! He is playing hide and seek! *Wispers* Play along....
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....Marco!!
*walks toward the door slowly*
MARCO!!!
*Stays still for a second, then sprints out the front door*
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~At the sidewalk 6 blocks away~
I think... *pant pant* ...we lost him... *pant* ........... *passes out*))
((OOC: You know...I thought someone would reply to that...))
OOC: lol I would of but wasnt exactly sure how......
(( ooc *runs in* Polo!!!!! *runs away*))
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a City of Heroes movie on the way?
((Alright This rp is open for 4 more rpers. I will increase the number later on it is to make sure it doesnt get to confusing if the rp gets flooded.))
To be a Hero you have to pledge your life to the innocents if you let one innocent life slip away you are as guilty as a criminal A strange voice said with an echoes in a very dark room.
Who Who are you? Dream replied his shoulder length raven black hair was covered in sweat as he adjusted his black sunglasses and straighten his trench coat.
someone who has watched you for a very long time boy The voice replied.
Dream shifted as he saw a shadow move. He closed his eyes to search with his mind to find any other people within his apartment he found nothing. This was the second day his telepathic powers have not been working very well.
Heh do you think your telepathic abilities can work on my young hero? I am older than you young one so do not try to find me I am jut relying a message The voice said as the shadow took a step closer.
Dream's eyes went wide as he saw the shadow. NO! Get away from me! He said as suddenly he woke up in his bed with a jolt breathing very heavily. He closed his hypnotic purple eyes as he placed his sunglasses back on. It was the fourth night he had this dream He still could not recognize the face. He has had his powers since the Rikti war. Still he was not apart of any super group he was a loner. He closed his eyes as he picked up his cell phone. He dialed a few numbers contacting a local super group. I Need help He muttered softly as he dropped the fell phone and passed out in shock.