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Kaleb checks his watch after returning to his stand. He decides it's time to change locations and sets the stand wheels up before beginning to wander the streets, looking for a good area. |
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"I am. So you just want any kind of hairspray you can find?" I ask. |
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Nicole
"I don't think you need to get involved." I say as I'm walking away, that being the last of them for now, but there will be more later. |
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I walk back into the warehouse and sit at a rusty gray table for a minute. I grab my notebook and pencil out of my bag and immediately start sketching out and big thug. I had always been an excellent drawer, maybe that was part of my power. "If I am going to need a lot of hairspray, might as well get some help," I say to myself while finishing up the realistic drawing.
Once I finished I stood up and focused hard on the drawing. I needed to get a good size planned in my head. I close my eyes for a second and once I open them twenty identical thugs were infront of me. The stared, waiting to see what their master had to say. I smile happily at my great work and then say, "I need you to do something for me. Scar needs hairspray. I want you to get as much as you can. Got it?"
The thugs nod in approval, but one smart @ss asks, "What's in it for us?"
I put my hands on my hips and smirk. "How about whoever gets the most hairspray gets to survive. Now go,"
They start running off, some stealing near by cars and some running. "I can't wait to see how this turns out," I say to Scar with a smirk. |
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"Depends. The stupid and lazy ones will come back first, while the hard working ones will come back last," I say while one of the thugs comes back with three cans of hairspray in his hands. "He is one of the lazy/stupid ones," I whisper to Scar. |
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Nicole (I forgot to mention, her hair is actually black and she wears darker clothing rather than the hair and clothing in her pic that I posted)
"Fine, do what you want, but it's best not to come my way. People never make it." |
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Kaleb finally finds what seems to be a good area near a warehouse. He heard nearb pedestrians speaking of thigs, but if he went searching as Flip he would most likely end up on a wild goose chase. He sets up his stand near the warehouse exit and gets out a paper, looking for a subject. |
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I run my fingers through my hair then say with a sigh or boredom, "I'm going to go outside and wait for the rest,"
Once I get outside I straighten up my leather jacket and start to walk back and forth. Another thug appears holding a pillow case that looked filled with hair spray. I smile and shoo him inside to give them to Scar. |
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Kaleb sees a girl to draw. He grabs his pencils but they spill in front of the stand, rolling across the sidewalk. Kaleb cursed and opened the rotten door on the side of his stand and bent down in front of the stand, picking them up. |
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(do Kaleb is carrying a stand around with him where ever he goes? And you know by her outfit you would know she is not "just a girl"....)
A
I spin around and see a guy around my @ge. I acted more mature as The Animator, but he seemed the same @gr as Alice, the other me. "Why the hell are you around here?" I snap. "You should leave before he or I snaps your neck," I hiss. |
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(She's in costume?
Crap.
(and he has like a cell phone stand on wheels :/)
Kaleb looks up.
"I'm trying to earn some money." he says rudely as he sets his pencils back on the old stand. He got back inside and began looking through some old drawings.
"Either buy something or get out, Animator." although he wondered what was with the threat. |
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(Yes yes...
Kaleb the dumb one is soon to be manipulated...
By the BAD side...) |
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(This is really stupid why your char is right there... And do not say because you are a blonde...)
A
I laugh slightly and raise my eyebrows. "Your never going to get money over here. You are in an alley way in the middle of no where. You must not have a brain because anyone would know that no one can see you over here," I say rudely with my hands on my hips. |
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Super Hero- You know they fight for justice. Submit their powers for only righteousness.
Super name: PhyFlame
Name: Anthony Jones
Race (Not to the extreme such as Demons or angels. Choose such as this: American, British, Japanese, African, ECT.): American
Gender: Male
A.ge: 26
Super Suit: He has a White Suit with Streaks of Red on places and Metal Padding on his arms Painted White and The same Padding over is White Pants with Streaks of Red that feel like Jeans and a Red mask (Kinda like that guy withe the Yellow Mask on Ultimate Spiderman.)
Appearance: Plain Brown Hair, an average height for his age and Skin like my Robloxian's (Don't know what other way to describe that.) and if Clothes are required it will be a Red Shirt and Jeans with White Shoes.
Occupation/ Job outside of hero life: He fixes people Computers
Fears: When things start freezing quickly
Disabilities: He sometimes has a hard time controlling his Fire.
Weapon/ Super abilities: He is able to levitate anything including himself and create Fire, He mainly Levitates Rocks to throw or use as a sheild
Worst Enemy?: None so far
Personality: Smart, Good with Computers, Sometimes doesn't bother to make a plan and just charges in.
Weaknesses: Ice
Catchphrase: "You gonna give up? Or do I have to 'Rock' you're world?"
Bio (At least two paragraphs): He was born with his powers though it is Unknown why. He had a hard time growing up because sometimes his powers would go off randomly, that one time ended up in a Computer Burning up
He is very surpirised that he is good with Computers after he burned one up. He enjoys doing his job as a Super Hero and will do almost anything to keep up his good worj as one.
Why should I accept you?: I am very active unless I have a reason not to be and I make sure to follow rules and try to keep up with the roleplay.
Sample Post: I re-attached a wire on a Computer and said "All done!" the man paid me and I noticed that a bank had just been robbed. I walked out the door and then started running looking for somewhere to change into my suit that I keep inside my Messenger Bag-shaped Bag.
Scar Mark
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Nicole
"Even though I'm still new to all of these heroes and such, I'm more skillful than you may think as well." Beside me, there was a second me. A clone. It was walking with me for quite a while now, actually, but when I grew tired of it, I simply waved my hand and it vanished. |
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Jay-
He had wandered around for quite some time, yet he hadn’t found a victim worth his time. |
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