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 Posted: Wed Jun 16, 2010 4:29 am
xxxxxxxρяovιdιɴg ouя ρloτ :: Werewolf Liquor
xxxxxxxlεvεl αɴd τγρε :: lit. - adv. lit. superhuman rp
xxxxxxxsτατus :: open
xxxxxxxιɴsριяατιoɴ :: x-men, the incredibles, battle royale, mortal kombat
xxxxxxxρнoτo cяεdιτs :: photobucket
xxxxxxxмodεяατoяs :: Werewolf Liquor (and searching)
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Posted: Wed Jun 16, 2010 4:33 am
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Every couple of millennia evolution jumps forward. Humans are no different and for a very long time they ceased to progress. They were at the top of the food chain, in control of the world, and there was no need to adapt any further. Change is inevitable, however, just as eventually the wind will erode the mountain and the river with change its own course. It started out small, the evolution of man, before the calamity of the World Wars, and then erupted with the baby boom. At least a quarter of humanity have evolved in some way, now gods among insects. They developed powers, you see, most of then forming around puberty, appearing along with the rest of the body's natural changes. Some accepted it, some could not. It is now the not too distant future. Some of these mutants, these superhumans, have chosen to blend in with society and live normal lives unhindered by ridicule or fear, while others see no shame in their powers and will gladly demonstrate them in full view of the public. Some are heroes and others only cause problems. They are no different from regular humans in that sense, only most humans can not see that; they can not see beyond the fact that they are different. They fear them or hate them. Some want to be them.
Our tale takes place in a city that has been separated from the rest of the populace by one superhuman's powers, creating an island where mutants can live unhindered. It has its own system by which it works, with a law force and everything. It is no different from any other modern civilization. Except for one small thing - the man who created this island wants to raise an army so he can take back what he believes is the right of the evolved and not the insects that call themselves humans. He believes the world now belongs to the superhumans. Using the powers of various superhumans, he gathers any mutant he can find and invites them to the island. What they do not know is that they will soon be participating in a battle royale. The benefactor of the island wants to eliminate those of weak will or undeveloped powers so he can raise his army, only the participants do not know this. They have been teamed off and placed in separate living quarters. The two prominent teams are team Yin and team Yang. Team Yin are those who would rather just live with every one else, while team Yang may or less hold grudges against the rest of humanity for whatever reason. They will be unwittingly pitted against each other to see whose will is strongest. If they are smart they would just team up against the benefactor, but at the time all they are thinking about is survival.
Whenever one of team Yin comes across one of team Yang in town the benefactor's alliance will trigger emotions in each person that will cause them to fight, lest they are able to fight the empath's control or certain feelings over power others. Basically, they have no choice in the matter. Other wise these people are just trying to live their lives in this mutant city. There is good reason to. It's just like any other island, after all. There are beaches, fishing docks, forests, a small mountain, a movie theater, a mall, apartment complexes, hospitals, and even a college. There are no public schools for children, because no one under 18 is permitted on the island for obvious reasons. People even fall in love in this city, but for someone of Yin to be with someone from Yang, it would take a powerful force. What the benefactor does not realize is that the empath he controls does not wish to meddle with the affairs of love, at least not when her boss isn't looking.
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Posted: Wed Jun 16, 2010 4:56 am
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└ xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ┘ ＡＢＩＬＩＴＩＥＳ I'm going to go ahead and post this, even before it is all done, so that people can reserve powers. It's first come, first serve and once the rp is done if you have reserved a power you have three days to get me a profile or you forfeit. Just choose a power on the list (all gathered from comics like Marvel) and PM it to me titled Superhuman. For some of these powers I may allow more than one, such as the superhuman powers, or such as adding telekinesis and telepathy (like Jean Grey), or telepathy and mind control (like Xavier), or superhuman senses and wallcrawling (like Spiderman), or Invisibility and Force Field Generation (like Violet).
You may also have more than one character, but I'm thinking no more than three and not a bunch of women running around.
Power Augmentation
Power Negation
Power Sensing
Acid Generation
Animal Mimicry
Bone Manipulation
Duplication
Echolocation
Invisibility
Poison Generation
Energy Sourcing
Sonic Scream
Superhuman Durability
Superhuman Strength
Superhuman Senses
Superhuman Reflexes
Superhuman Vision
Night vision
X-ray vision
Wallcrawling
Innate Capability
Omniscience
Superhuman Intelligence
Superhuman Tracking
Empathy
Precognition
Psionic Blast
Mind Control
Sound Manipulation
Electric Manipulation
Energy Blasts
Force field Generation
Superhuman Speed
Teleportation
Wings
Elasticity
Inorganic
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Posted: Wed Jun 16, 2010 5:18 am
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└ xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ┘ xxxxxxxxxFILLFILLＲＵＬＥＳxxxxｇｅｎｅｒａｌYes, this is going to be in paragraph form because it looks a bit neater. Anyways. This is a PG-16 roleplay, meaning you will follow both Gaia and its Guild stands and TOS, meaning smut goes outside. Once clothes come off you fade to black. That goes with kissing, I'm okay if you talk about how you started to make out, but I really do NOT want to read about the feel of their tongue in your mouth, and yeah you get the point. Alright, since this is supposed to be an intense, life-threatening battle royale, no god-modding. I do not want any ******** mary-sues, Jesus. Alright, you got me guys? Read this twice if you don't UNDERSTAND. xxxxｌｉｔｅｒａｃｙI want this to be a literate - advanced literate roleplay. Meaning I want the minimum of two paragraphs with seven-ten sentences (minimum). I don't want any s**t posts, because they're stupid and annoying. I do NOT want a novel written here. three-ten paragraphs, because I just hate having to read 439679236 paragraphs of nonsense. As for grammar, just use spell check, it's your best friend. If you are a good writer you should also know that your character may have powers, but they are limited. I will give ranks to certain characters I deem fit, which are classes 1-5, with 5 being the strongest. Fighting will also be based on a dice system, rolling a one, ten-sided die. Anything below 5 is a fail and anything above 5 is success. An actual 5 is a re-roll, but please roll these in the OOC so we can see them.xxxxｐｏｓｔｉｎｇI don't mind pretty posts. By pretty, I mean PRETTY. Not s**t full of quotes, song lyrics, icons, and huge a** pictures of your character. Do not write in some crazy bright color. I hate neon colors. Meaning BRIGHT colors are not supposed to be here. If your colors are way too bright FOR ME, I will kindly ask you to change them. I would really appreciate it if you posted at least three times, a WEEK at the minimum. I really hate having to wait a month for someone to reply, and we all do. So let's keep this alive and post. I want font size nine to eleven font size. I DO NOT want your post in your posting color, speaking = bold and posting color one, thinking = italicized and posting color two, text messages = underlined. Thank you.xxxxｐｒｏｆｉｌｅｓThis may possibly be the first time I have not used actual profiles where I require so much biography and personality. What I am expecting is for you to describe all of this in your posts through dialogue and interaction, such as you would do in real life. The same goes for powers and abilities, defining your weaknesses and faults along with them at some point. If you don't and I notice I will think of a good punishment, because that means you are playing a mary-sue. Everyone, even you, have faults. Just send me the profiles titled "Bawesome". You may have more than one character. Images of MODELS only, and I don't even need to know their damn names, just no celebrities, cause I will know. No one under 18, either.[align=center]100x100
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Posted: Wed Jun 16, 2010 8:44 am
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Posted: Wed Jun 16, 2010 9:10 am
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Posted: Wed Jun 16, 2010 7:33 pm
┌ xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ┐
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└ xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ┘◢═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════◣ ►► 『 THE WORLD AROUND US』 xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx↳ ⇨ 【 Thursday, around 9:00AM 】 ⇨ 【 Sunny 】 ⇨ 【 Summer 】◢ ════════════════════════════════ ◢ ►► 『 THE STORY SO FAR』 xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx↳ ⇨ 【 There are 7 members of Yang and 6 members of Yin.
◢ ════════════════════════════════ ◢ ►► 『 CURRENT EVENTS』 xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx↳ ⇨ 【 The fight between Sereno and Dacey is over, with Sereno as the victor. ◥═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════◤
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Posted: Thu Jun 17, 2010 10:33 pm
OPEN Just a side note, but most of the residents of Yin know the people they live with, same going for Yang. If you so wish, members of Yang can be rousing my own characters from sleep. This is a bit of a free-for-all unless I post as attack, so just have at it. Feel free to conspire with your fellow players! Don't leave every thing up to me. Also remember you don't have to be waking up, you can already be awake. If there are any relationships you want me to add, such as dating, crushes, or friends, just let me know.
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Posted: Fri Jun 18, 2010 12:12 am
 ___ ___ _____♫♫♫♫♫♫♫s ε я ε ɴ o _______La vita e bella_____Avere Fede_____
"Beata Vergine Maria," he muttered to himself as he set the lamp back down on the bedside table and sat up. He threw the covers off of him, no intention of making the bed, and sat on the edge running a hand over his face. It wasn't the first time stress had gotten the better of him. In fact, something stressful happened at least once a day since he moved to the island, and he always blew it off as best as he could. He figured he really needed a break and was just working himself thin. Maybe he should move back to Europe with his family? No, that would have defeated the purpose of coming to the island.
Struck by a sudden pain, Sereno was taken from his thoughts. He grit his teeth, a hand moving instinctively to his back. The metal objects that had been floating around, which sometimes happened if he had a fretful sleep, clattered to the floor. All up along his back, as far as he could reach, he was bruised and sore, and just touching his back hurt. What the hell had he done? He wanted to believe that it was from exercise, but hoped at the same time that he would remember. He got up, slowly, and moved to his dresser, taking out a pair of jeans and a plain black shirt. He wasn't the type to wear long sleeves, even in cold weather. He stripped himself of the pajama pants and quickly threw on the clothes and a pair of socks to keep his feet warm. He also hated wearing his shoes in the house. He walked to the bathroom, glad to have put on the socks so his feet wouldn't suffer the cold, tile floor. He brushed his teeth and considered shaving, opting to wait until tomorrow because he rather liked his mustache, and exited the bathroom in favor of the kitchen.
Sereno also wasn't the type to wear shorts, despite the nice, tropical climate the island was in. He kept his apartment cool, though, just as he suspected most of the other tenants of the Yin House did. As he made his way in to the kitchen in the hopes of downing a large portion of orange juice, Sereno racked his brain over why he his back was in such agony. His legs almost didn't want to work and were stiff in their movements as he finally made it to the fridge, leaning against and groaning. He opened the fridge, took out the carton of orange juice, unscrewed the lid, and started downing the fluids in large gulps. Done, he set the empty carton on the counter, which was where his cell phone was, and he checked it for messages. None yet. He had rather hoped the few people he did know here in the complex, all of them women, would have called him by now. When he closed the phone he finally noticed the scratched cover. He raised an inquisitive brow as he looked the cellular device over. Then it clicked and his eyes widened. He had beat the living hell out of another man after work last night.
The weight of the recuperating memory caused Sereno to lean back against the counter as he stared, horrified, at the dingy cell phone. After Sereno had clocked out of the club he DJ-ed for there had been another fellow that approached him. He was just a patron who had spent the night dancing and drinking with his woman, only Sereno couldn't remember seeing the woman. No, the man had approached him in the parking lot and snuck up on Sereno, hitting him over the back with his bare fists. The guy had superhuman strength and had easily knocked Sereno to the asphalt. Being a very religious man, Sereno would have just called the Guard if he had been able to do so. Unfortunately he also remembered feeling nothing more than burning rage at sight of the man, whose eyes were as black as night. Of course, Sereno had fought back after collecting himself and hurled a car at him. Then a light post. Then another car. Strength or not, there were far too many steel objects around at the time for the man to have beaten Sereno. He couldn't remember the majority of the fight, but he remembered the bloody pulp he had left unconscious in the parking lot.
The Italian was stunned with himself. Never in his life had he experienced so little self control. He hadn't killed the man, but he very well could have. Physically he was suffering the effects of the short-lived fight, but emotionally he felt scarred. Without further delay Sereno knew he had to repent for such an act, believing himself to have been possessed, and raced to the door, where he had kicked off his boots, and threw them on. His keys were on their usual hook and he snatched them up, stuffing them into his pocket with his cell phone, and hurried out the door after locking it behind him. He only had a motorcycle on the island, having left his truck in Europe for his little brother to use, so it would have to do to get him to the cathedral.♫♫♫♫♫♫♫
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And shepherds we shall be,
for thee my Lord for thee.
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Posted: Fri Jun 18, 2010 10:46 am
 Molly.Ellise.Athens. If your body could set it's own alarm clock everyday, this girl would never get up. Sleep. What a pleasant escape from the real world, which was ugly and filled with fighting and violence. Her dreams were always so peaceful, so beautiful, serene, and an absolute paradise. In her dream she was standing in a large empty field, surrounded by all different kinds of flowers that grew to her waist. She smiled, feeling the breeze gently sweep through her bright red hair. And the best part was, she was all alone. There was no one to sneak up on her, or attempt to gain control of her mind. She was free. Suddenly it started to get very hot, she could feel herself sweating, and one by one, the flowers were wilting and dying away. Ashes scattering all around her, oh my god it was so hot. Spinning around she gasped to see the entire forest behind her had set ablaze, and it was quickly spreading to the field. Letting out a high pitched scream-
-she awoke. Sun peering through her curtains, she woke up in a heavy sweat. Her eyes wide, her skin paler then ever, she sat up in bed rubbing her eyes and staring out the window. "It was only a dream. But a reoccurring one at that" she whispered. As of late, all of her dreams would start out beautiful, but would always end in some sort of fire. Perhaps an omen? Who knows. Slowly she climbed out of the plush queen sized bed, and headed for the bathroom. She felt gross after sweating so much throughout the night. And as she walked into the bathroom, the bed began to start making itself. At this point, Molly didn't need to focus much to get the more simple things, like making a bed, done. Then with a blink of an eye the shower started, the water adjusting to it was just the right temperature. Gracefully she stepped into the porcelain shower, pulling the curtain back, starting her morning routine. While she scrubbed her body, shaved, watched and conditioned her hair she pondered what she would dress in for the day. She was in the mood for something elegant, so with a bit of focus, she closed her eyes and everything she needed to wear was laid out on her newly made bed.
Once all fresh and clean, she stepped out of the shower, grabbing two towels. Wrapping one around her pale, wet body, she wrapped the other around her head to dry off her hair. Not the most high maintenance of girls, she was all ready in about fifteen minutes. Feeling a little lazy that day she used her powers to help her with her hair and make up. She pulled her hair up into a purposely messy bun. She decided to start her day by taking a nice walk around the area, enjoying the sunny day, maybe practice a little in private or chat with some of her neighbors. Walking over to her kitchen table, she grabbed her purse, her phone and and an apple heading out the door of her lavished apartment. Locking it behind her she began to head for the door when she caught a glimpse of another resident, Sereno. Picking up her pace, she made haste to catch up with him her jewelry, and other purse accessories jingling with every step. "Good mornin' Sereno." she said flashing him an elegant smile. "What are you up to today? Hope I'm not keepin ya." she said walking alongside him with her thick Irish accent.
(ooc:Sorry it's so short D: I'm feeling a little lazy today. )
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Posted: Fri Jun 18, 2010 11:10 am
 の●●●●●●●●●●●●●の NixVanAlen ☜♥☞ Nix wasn't in the best of moods, especially since she hadn't slept at all during the night. Here she could control memories, but she couldn't control her own to stop her from sleeping. Memories of her mother dying, of her father leaving her alone and calling her a freak of nature. Sure at least this place was a whole lot more, well understand when it came to people of her sort. Back in Ireland she was told to stay within the house, and wasn't allowed much contact with much of anybody except the family that already knew of her ability. She blinked once, twice, a third time before she looked over at the alarm clock sitting on her bedside table and groaned. It was time for her to get up, yet she didn't really want to drag herself out of bed. She took a few more moments of just lying there staring at the wall, until finally she flung the covers from herself and sat herself up until she was able to stretch. "Good mornin' sunshine" she muttered to herself before she stood up completely and began her morning routine. ☜♥☞ Nix quickly made her bed, the dark colours of the comforter making her slightly cheery since she rather likes different colours and such when she woke up. When she was done she took her phone off her charger and turned it on, wondering if anyone wanted to grab breakfast with her since usually hated eating alone. She went through her contacts swiftly, and decided to ask Sereno if he wanted to hang out for a little breakfast. He was the only male that actually lived in the Yin complex, and she liked to consider him a rather good friend.
To:Sereno
From:Nix
Hey is your lazy butt out of bed?
Love to catch some breakfast
Interested? ☜♥☞ After sending the text she flipped on her radio and began humming to the music as she stripped down from her boy short pajama bottoms and tank top. Yes she was crazy for wearing such apparel when she loved her room freezing cold, but hey when you live with a bunch of people like that you tend not to notice. She tore through her dresser drawers until she found the skirt and blouse she wanted to wear for the morning until it got a tad hotter outside. Slipping into the skirt, she fastened all the pins with one hand as she searched for a pair of stockings with the other. She was bright and bubbly this morning, and she liked it considering she hadn't slept in the least. As she finished applying her makeup and fixing her hair, Nix plopped down on the couch while she waited for a reply. She felt a few droplets of water trickle down her neck, and wondered what it would be like to have some of the powers others had on the island. "Like water manipulation" she said to herself, giggling since she thought it would be easier to dry off after a shower with that sort of power. ☜♥☞She looked around her room, smiling at the odd designs on the pieces of paper and such. Sometimes when she changed people's memories, she sketched a few just in case she desperately needed to remember what she had changed. She wondered if she was crazy sometimes, wondered if perhaps when she changed memories it faltered her own until she couldn't understand what was part of her life and what wasn't. But then again, no one ever said power didn't come with flaws. She closed her eyes, remembering her last day in Ireland with her best friend Elizabeth. She remembered the crying, the pain of leaving each other, the promises of writing to one another when possible, all of it. That single memory of happiness caused her to be careful when she messed with others memories, for she didn't want to ever lose that one. Out of boredom Nix continuously opened and closed her phone, sighing since not one person had sent a text to her all through the night or at the very least called. Sure she hadn't really made many friends yet, but she was determined to at least try her best when it came to getting to know the other Yin complex. MasterofMemories の●●●●●●●●●●●●●の
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Posted: Fri Jun 18, 2010 7:52 pm
►►Damion Markez◄◄  ✖▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ ✖
Fire, lovely crimson burning flames danced through the endless nightmares and daydreams he had. Sure he usually blocked them out, but this one he relished as the flames burned brighter and brighter until it was nearly blinding. Anger, pure unadulterated loathing against the people who raised and nurtured him as their own. What a laugh, they thought they could tame that wild beast deep within him. He knew it was only a dream, or perhaps it was a nightmare he couldn't really tell the difference anymore. The cold darkened streets of London had been home, or at least the closest thing to a home he would ever have before he met them. Adoptive parents, who ever thought someone would actually want someone like him. But sure enought the lovely little couple had wanted a son, and even though he was already a toddler they took him home. They did what they could to make him feel at home, even called him their special little child sent from god himself. That was something else to laugh at, how wonderful they thought he was when he was really a rather devilish child. This must be a memory mixing with his hellish nightmares and uneventful dreams, yes that's why it felt so real and appeared so crystal clear. He was back, back to the night where he discovered his abilites and burnt down their lavish home to prove how horrid he was.
He finally woke up, body covered in a cold sweat and his head pounding as if someone were taking a hammer and just slamming it right into his skull. But he only welcomed the pain, letting it drown away the last bits of the everlasting memory. He knew it was going to be one of those crappy days, and groaning loudly he forced his eyes open to look at the clock hanging on the wall. He knew he should get up, and since he knew he had to Damion finally threw the covers from his bed and swung his legs over the side. He ran his fingers through his hair, the rubbed his eyes until he could actually see straight. Clothes were sprawled across the floor, making him sigh since he realized he actually had to do laundry this week. "Just what I wanted to do today" he said, more as a grumble than an actual sentece. Standing up, Damion allowed himself to fully enjoy the feeling of his muscles tightening as he streched and then relaxed once more. "Hungry, might as well eat" he mumbled to himself, wondering if Xavi was even up yet.
Shrugging his thought off he began walking towards the shower, needing to feel the scolding heat of the water against his tense body. Usually it helped him relax, and right now he needed to relax even more than anything at this present time. He turned the faucet, stripping from the boxers he had worn to bed and stepped underneath the stream of water. It helped a little, but he was still tense after he finished his shower and dried off to get dressed. He grabbed a pair of jeans, a favorite pair of fadded ripped jeans that seemed to just make him feel more comfortable. He didn't bother with a shirt for now, and tossed the towel onto the floor before walking down the hallway towards the kitchen. Yes he was starving, and the only good thing he really knew how to do was cook a decent meal. He grabbed a few eggs, some meat and cheese, and a skillet from the counter to make himself something to hold him over until later in the day. Cracking the eggs into a bowl with one hand, he used his other free hand to turn the stove on and let it heat while he whisked the eggs. He was silent all through this process, his head still not really clear yet.
Within moments a combination of egg, ham, and cheese were mixed within the skillet as Damion felt his mouth begin to water. This was one of his favorite breakfasts, and he planned on eating before going on another little exploration of the island. "Maybe even start a few fires here and there, enjoy the beach for a bit" he thought to himself as he spooned the food onto a plate and plopped the dirty dishes into the sink. He leaned against the counter, eating his breakfast while the radio blared rock and roll music suddenly to signal his alarm. He had woken up twoo hours earlier than he thought, and shrugged as he polished off his meal and placed the dishes in the sink with the others. "Now then, what the bloody hell am I supposed to do with myself today" he said, knowing he was talking to himself and no one else. A small smirk formed across his lips as he walked towards his room, planning on grabbing a few things and then scramming for the morning.
✖▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄✖ ¤Just as a fire is covered by smoke and a mirror is obscured by dust, just as the embryo rests deep within the womb, wisdom is hidden by selfish desire. ¤
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Posted: Fri Jun 18, 2010 9:30 pm
 Can I offer you a sarcastic comment?Dark green eyes opened as the tiniest ray of sunlight filtered in through her black curtains. The young girl's eyes searched the room as the feeling of being watched left her. It was probably a dream but you couldn't ever really tell anymore. The girl let out a sigh, smiling as she could see her breath. It was the perfect temperature in her room, much more like the weather back home then the tropical bull s**t they had on this island. Sitting up, she stretched her extremely pale arms over her head and then let them fall to her sides. The Russian climbed out of bed, relishing the feel of the cold wood flooring beneath her bare feet. This girl was Lexi Felix and she'd steal your powers before even giving you a second glance. True, that also meant she couldn't even shake someone's hand with wearing gloves. Not that there were very many people here she wanted to touch. Sure there were guys she like to let see what kind of panties she was wearing and there were some girls that she'd let into her bra as well but none really struck her in a serious way.
Grabbing her phone from her night stand, Lexi found she had no text messages and a frown crossed her porcelain face. "I guess I'll be the one to disturb their dreams," she said with a smile. Sliding open her cell phone and pulled up her friend's numbers. She had only been here a year but she had already collected everyone's phone number but not more than two of the powers that other mutants possessed. Getting Xavi's was kind of an accident. He had tried to grab her butt if an effort to 'welcome' the new girl and she went to slap him except she slipped (oh yeah, she sure showed him) and ended up smacking him with the uncovered part of her arm. Oops. It was the first time she'd ever stolen a power from a mutant and the feeling afterward made her feel like she was going to throw up. At least, she did better than Xavi...he looked like a zombie for a few minutes after that.
To: Damien, Xavi, Dacey, Syd
From: Lexi
Rise and shine my lovlies
Who wants to come play with Lexi?
The second power she took was from a cocky girl she later found out to be called Syd Barnes. Lexi just attracted the perverts on this island she supposed since the girl tried to slip a finger beneath her shirt. Either that or the girl thought she could get in her pants just by being touchy-feely. Oops again. Closing her phone, the nineteen year old left her bedroom and ventured out to the kitchen for some much desired food stuffs. She wasn't much a cook so she just pulled out some bread and egg and settled for a fried egg on toast. Yup. Hopefully she wouldn't have to wait long before someone decided to entertain her so she wouldn't have to entertain herself. Bad things happened when she had to entertain herself. Today it's buy one, get one free!
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Posted: Sat Jun 19, 2010 12:03 am
 Xavi, he'll rock your worldXXXXXXXXX ▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀
deedle dee deedle dee deedle dee
A groan escaped him, muffled by the fabric of the couch he lay face down on. He couldn't help but wonder why his stupid phone was going off. He hated that phone. Xavi also hated being woken up before eleven in the afternoon. As the phone continued to go off, repeating itself, one blue eye popped open, heading twisting to glare at the mobile. Knowing very well that he couldn't ignore it, the man just moved his arm so it was dangling off of the couch, trying to reach the phone that was lighting up on the floor. Another groan was given as he was too exhausted to reach for the damned device. Instead, he spread his fingers out wide, aiming them toward the floor. His eyes rolled into the back of his head. The room shook momentarily as the phone skittered across the floor until his fingers could touch it. The shaking was soon over and Xavi lifted up the phone to check his message. It was from Lexi. That was it? He lived with the woman for crying out loud!
"Well...you actually managed to wake me up," he called to her. He rolled over on to his back and scooted himself up into a sitting position on the couch. Not being an ill-tempered man, he couldn't get angry at his roomie for waking him up, but that was Xavi, always the optimist and never serious when he should be. A good head scratch was in order, and he raked his long nails down the sides of his shaven head, smiling in relief. He looked up as Lexi passed, giving her a bright smile. "Mornin', love." Standing, he got up and headed to the bathroom to shave and take care of all of that good stuff. The most important being his mohawk, which was lovingly cared for. When he was done and dressed in some torn jeans, boots, and gray tank top under a black vest, he ventured to the kitchen to join Lexi in breakfast.
Xavi's breakfast was a huge bowl of cold cereal, because he was a bottom less pit when it came to food. He would make damn sure to eat it all, too, on top of gulping down some coffee. Sitting across from Lexi, he blew her a kiss, since that was all any one who didn't have plates on their skin could do. Xavi thought the world of his younger cohort, especially that she was cute as hell and he loved her accent, but he had never tried anything with her beyond pinching and teasing. It wasn't even that he was scared to touch her. She had before and it had left him a little dazed, but it hadn't killed him, so he wasn't deterred. It was probably on account of her age. Something subconscious in his mind telling him no. Xavi was in to older women anyhow, and usually just went home with women from bars. He wouldn't, out of respect for Lexi, bring them back here. There were times where he couldn't help but feel bad for Lexi, realizing that she could never be close to anyone without hurting them. Xavi was a physical person, so he knew it would suck if he couldn't be close to any one. "So what do you want to do today that couldn't wait until noon-ish? I'm craving muffins. Maybe we could roam town for muffins and then hit the beach?" Yes, already wanting more food while he shoveled cereal into his mouth.
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