Everyone, please quote my previous reply, like how HahiHa is doing. It would be greatly appreciated.
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Name: Axorez
Sex: Male
Age: 15
Superpower: Ice Magic
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Biography: In the past, he lived with his moderate family whose parents work as farmers. He discovered his superpower while playing hide-and-seek in his school with his friends. He made ice in the ground. Fortunately, he was hiding in an empty room and tried to melt it, which worked. No one discovered it. He is responsible, often putting himself at fault, and moderately kind. He lacks self confidence. Present day, he's a 9th grade student doing fine.
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Level: 1
XP: 0/20
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HP: 20/20
I try to make an ice wall on the ground as tall as me and then run to do as the teacher says.
"Ax!" the teacher shouted, then sighed afterwards as he watched you leave. He turned towards the metallic man and blurred towards him, pushing him off the window again. You heard another distant 'clunk' as the man landed.
You stepped out to the corridor, schoolmates spilling out from their classes like ants against flowing water. Schoolmates apart from your class were more confused than scared. They wanted to know what was going on. Surely enough, soon after, the fire alarm rang.
You saw a few teachers rushing into your class to deal with the assailant while the other teachers were waving their hands, hurrying the students forward.
As you stepped out of the school, seemingly with no trouble, you moved further and further. Chatter started to form around you, mainly about how this alarm was a ****ing bore and hated the fact that they were walking so far away. At first, everyone was jogging. Then it slowed to a walking pace.
As you walked further away, you glanced back and saw Mr. Sully walking towards you with an annoyed look.
"Ax," he said. "Come here."
Behind him was the same boy that shot the man with electricity, his face sullen.
"You," Mr. Sully said. "And you, Gerald, are going to be in big trouble."
Sully grabbed you by the forearm, too quickly for you to react, and dragged you and Gerald away from the massive crowd that are the schoolmates.
"Listen, both of you," said Mr. Sully. "You better not do that again. Ax, that man was about to kill you. Gerald, you too. You two should've stayed back, and let me handle the situation. I know what to do, and you don't. Is that clear?"
Gerald half-heartedly nodded, giving you a look that you probably shouldn't lick Mr. Sully's boots.
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Name: Hephaestus
Sex: Male
Age: 30
Superpower: Ash Mimicry
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Biography: Formerly named Tom, he grew up in the city to a working class family. He learned the trade of metalworking and has been employed by the biggest steel works of the city ever since. His power was revealed several years ago when he survived a tragic accident that cost two of his coworkers their lives. Triggered accidentally at first, he quickly learned to control his abilities at will thanks to his stoic and obstinate nature, and subsequently adopted the name Hephaestus.
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Level: 1
XP: 1/20
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HP: 20/20
I raise my left arm to block the, uh, arm? Ew. (Assuming the block was successful) Almost in the same moment as the makeshift club crashes on my upraised arm, I inhale deeply and breathe out a cloud of incandescent ash in the creature's face. Without losing time, I strike out for another hit with my right fist, hoping to have dazed the creature long enough.
You lifted your left arm, blocking against the arm that made another crack in your ash shell.
OOC: You're probably not powerful enough to breathe hot ash. You can probably breathe some ash. Your power is limited to a point where the creature could potentially break through your ash shell in a matter of seconds if you hadn't interrupted it. It's fairly weak.
You blew at the creature, ash spilling out from your mouth. It wasn't much, but it blinded the creature enough so as to get hit by your fist. You hit it square in its long nose, hearing a crack from its face. It fell forward, tensed its muscles for a bit and fell unconscious.
(1 XP)
You took a breather and looked at the now-unconscious creature. The human arm was a few inches away from its hand. Blood started to pour from its nose, spilling out to both sides of its face. It seemed to be breathing.
(OOC: The wiki article lists fire generation as an associated ability of ash mimicri, however I think I will limit myself to heat generation. So instead of breathing actual fire, I breathe out hot ash, which has a similar effect but is much more limited in range)
This RPG won't be following the Wiki per se, but you and I can take inspiration from it.
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Name: John Steele
Sex: Male
Age: 20
Superpower: Active Healing
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Biography: I lived with my mother and sisters and I grew up close to the forest so me and my sisters would usually go adventuring, but one day I fell down a side of a cliff and broke my leg, but as my sisters were trying to find a way down to me I saw my leg start to form itself back into what it previously looked like. That's when I found out about my power and after that I did a good deal of working out in the gym. Nothing to fancy, just simple weights and a self defense class every now and again. I have kept my power hidden, so that I can live a regular life, and today I work at a burger joint as one of the cooks.
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Level: 1
XP: 0/20
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HP: 18/20
"Sarah! Get out of the cave!" I tell her with a push towards the exit and back away from the creatures arm looking around for some type of weapon to hold him off till Sarah gets away.
You pushed your sister away, who stumbled a few feet away.
Unfortunately, the arm went too fast and slapped the side of your face, leaving you dazed from the hit.
(-2 HP)
Even in your dazed state, you did manage to find a few rock pieces scattered about. You snatched a rock and threw it at the monster. The rock hit its calf, but nothing seemed to be of effect.
You turned to see Sarah, with her hand aimed at its face, firing a light ray at it. It also seemed unaffected. She stepped backwards slightly with a dumbfounded look on her face. Oh, it had no eyes.
The thing now had its arms extended out, the both of them pooling on the ground like snakes before moving.
OOC: Your control over active healing isn't powerful yet. You could heal 1 HP in a matter of minutes, maybe, but not during battle. You would need to have more experience before you could heal up seconds into getting a wound. So I'd say, when your leg was broken, it would probably take you a few days' worth to fully repair it. That is a feat, considering normal humans heal in a few months' time.
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Name: Donary Trunton
Sex: Transgender :3 Ugh fine, male.
Age: 21
Superpower: Spoon manipulation
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Biography: Was kicked out of high school from his extreme spoon fetish. After being kicked out, he stupidly jumped down a well and became unconscious. It was when he woke up that he found himself with his unusual power of spoon manipulation. When he returned to the surface on a carpet of flying spoons, he immediately got a job at the local cafe as a dishwasher.
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Level: 1
XP: 0/20
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HP: 20/20
(By the way I'll most likely be gone next week because vaycay.)
Lol, if you wanna be a trans-man or trans-woman, sure. Whatever you like.
If you're going on a vacation, will you be back to play?
Also, pertaining to your bio, I don't think I would allow for a sudden burst of power by manipulating a carpet of spoons. That sort of thing would probably be possible at levels 4 or 5 and above. I'll see as we continue. You did get out of that well, with two spoons as picks.
Now, to start off..
You subtly heard a familiar song. This song. You'd swear you could recite it in your head. Then you realised, oh, it's the ****ing alarm.
You turned sideways, grabbing for your phone and hitting the snooze button. As you were about to fall over the brink of sleep, you heard your door being banged three times. Your eyes struggled to open in this daylight coming from the window to the left of your bed. Your bedroom was a mess, soft drink cans and bags of chips strewn about, a few large and small spoons sat on the computer desk in front of you.
As you stood on your feet, there was another set of three bangs. You thought, Impatient ****, and dragged yourself to the door. You looked through the peephole and saw two men in black leather jackets. One had a baseball bat on his shoulder, and the other had a butterfly knife, who was playing with it.