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| Living Destroyed; A Gifted Rp | |
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| Topic Started: Jul 26 2009, 06:06 PM (115 Views) | |
| Deleted User | Jul 26 2009, 06:06 PM Post #1 |
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Eventually, the earth will die, and so will you. These words had been spoken for years by our top scientists. Of course, they expected the earth to die in a million years or so, and to happen when the sun exploded. It didn't exactly happen like that. You see, when scientists meant the world dying, they meant all at once. No survivors. The entire universe would die. And, of course, they were wrong. It was a meteor, similar to the one that killed the dinosaurs...But slightly smaller. It also hit in the middle of the ocean. There was no warning, no sirens blaring. Nobody knew that the earth was going to die. People were going about their everyday activities when it happened, in fact. A mother scrubbing the dishes. A soccer team practicing out in the fields. A young man desperately trying to decode a message before he would be shot. Normal, everyday activities. That was when the first wave hit- the initial shock. Giant tsunami's slamming over the coastlines, wiping out cities dozens of miles away from the coast, destroying everything in their paths across the globe. That wave- No pun intended- last for about three days before they stopped. By then, we had found out, and there was initial panic across the nations. There was nothing we could do. Even when the second wave hit- Giant sandstorms, a result of the meteor sending shock waves across the earths crust. The sandstorms wiped out everything that had managed to survive. Everything. That wave lasted two days, and third wave- The burning fires that torched all in their path- lasted one. By then, there was nothing left. No animals. No humans. No cities standing upright. No humans. Humans. Creatures still existed- The ones that had hidden their abilities all their lives. The ones who sat in the dark, fearing dissection, fearing their secret to be torn from them. The gifteds. Somehow, they had survived, against all odds. Had fallen asleep and reawoken after everything was over. Had wandered the ruins of their cities and towns in fear and confusion, had found that their powers no longer had to be hidden in a world where there was no such thing as having no powers. And that's where we begin. The shining city of L.A is no longer a shining city, but a crumbled wreck. Skyscrapers have tumbled onto streets which are now cracked in half. Sand covers small shops and many buildings have been burned to the ground. Skeletons of buildings that had used to be the cities pride and joy now loom over the wreckage depressingly. Iron and junk now cover the ground, and, most importantly, several gifteds have collected here. Try and survive in a group or alone- Which isn't recommended. Either way, the single word on everybodies mind is this: Survival. |
 
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| Deleted User | Jul 26 2009, 06:55 PM Post #2 |
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Ray had never been gifted, never been defined as 'special'. No superpowers, no lasers shooting out of his eyeballs, none of that. He had been average. Doing average things on an average day, he had been, like the rest of the world, traumatized by what was happening. He had drowned in the first wave. Like the some 7 million others, he had died, and that was that. Or it was supposed to have been. You see, unlike the others, Ray woke up. Confused. Lost, wandering through LA with no real thoughts, no real purpose. Still in shock over what had happened to him. Knowing that his family...everybody was dead. He flickered- something that happened often, now. No longer sure of what he was, ray glanced downwards at himself. At what he had become. He was transparent. Pale skin, wearing a black hoodie and black jeans, Ray was now transparent. And he knew what lingered on his face now, too- It wasn't himself, either. Hair turned a dusty silver- Looking wet, as well, which he assumed was some cruel joke the universe had decided to play on him- with an unnatural, blue color in his eyes that was not his own. And now it was time to face the facts. Oh, god. Oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god. He chanted the words in his mind as if they would solve his problems. Oh, god. He had died. Oh god he had died and now he was back from the dead OH GOD he had died. he had died and now he was dead and now and now what!? Ray was trembling by now, biting nervously on his thumbnail, crouching down onto the ground. What was he going to do!?!? Ray would find out, later- When his initial panic attack was over- that he had acquired several powers. Transparency, for one. The ability to walk through walls as another. And they came with a cost. ray could no longer eat, drink, or breath. Or, for the matter, pick up anything. After about an hour and a half, Ray stood up. Looking for other. Walking through the ghost of a city...as a ghost himself. (Lame ending, i know. xD) |
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| Basset | Jul 26 2009, 09:19 PM Post #3 |
I have ODWD (Obsessive Doctor Who Disorder) Please treat me with kindness
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ooc: could i join as my vampire dude? *is to lazy to make new gifted character* |
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| Deleted User | Jul 26 2009, 09:28 PM Post #4 |
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ooc: Yeah, that's fine...as long as he doesn't sparkle. x_x *happy dance because somebody wants to join* |
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| Basset | Jul 26 2009, 09:35 PM Post #5 |
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I have ODWD (Obsessive Doctor Who Disorder) Please treat me with kindness
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ooc: conner doesn't sparkle. wanna see a picture? http://s1.zetaboards.com/The_Magical_Leaf/topic/561093/1/#new and once i make a gifted character i'll join as them too. |
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| Deleted User | Jul 26 2009, 09:38 PM Post #6 |
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(Alright, go ahead. :3) |
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| Basset | Jul 26 2009, 09:55 PM Post #7 |
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I have ODWD (Obsessive Doctor Who Disorder) Please treat me with kindness
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ooc: Okay. *cracks knuckles even though she hates it when people do that* time to get to work! NOT DONE YET bic: All alone. And with no humans. No food. How was he supposed to survive? Conner ran a hand through his dark hair. How was he supposed to eat? There weren't even any animals alive. And how had he survived? With no blood he'd shrivel up and die. Well, maybe not. Conner had actually never shriveled up and died before. |
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| Super Professor Sarah-nyan | Aug 6 2009, 03:22 AM Post #8 |
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OoC: | Closed, unless the owner of the board returns, or someone wanted to continue. |
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