(telekinetic DPS) Non RP – Level 32 Young, about 25. Blond hair. Eyes hidden behind a pair of purple glasses, which is what causes him to have the telekinetic powers. His powers are colored purple. Again, like Blumme, he sprang fully formed from no where in particular. No backstory, no… Continue reading
(Infernal/Epidemic, non RP) Blumme means “flower” in German. He is an infernal/pestilence powered hero. I called him Blumme because the sound effect for Epidemic sounds to me like flowers rustling in the wind. What is his character? Being that I don’t role play him–or I should say, I won’t role… Continue reading
Jamie checked with Kelvin where Mike was, so headed to the library. Scott had told him to talk to Mike, and Jamie was not looking forward to the encounter. Mike had a nasty habit of chewing him out for no reason other than he was screwing his husband. What was… Continue reading
Mrs. Robinson looked at the picture that Persephone King was drawing. “You have four men in your picture.” Seph–as all the kids called her because Persephone was too difficult for the elementary school kids to pronounce–looked up at Mrs. Robinson. “I have three daddies and Uncle Mike.” She’d met two… Continue reading
Jack felt exposed. He knew the guys were ready or at least they would be. He hoped. The book was in a backpack slung over his shoulder. It wasn’t magic on its own, but it held magic symbols. He didn’t know if his new curse would take away the magic…. Continue reading
Mike didn’t turn around when the door to the library opened. He put aside the paper he read and lifted his head. Still not turning around, he said flatly, “Jamie.” “You wanted to see me?” He finally turned around. Standing at arm’s reach, the red-headed Irishman looked straight at him,… Continue reading
“Mike?” “Down here,” called Mike, turning from the bookshelf. He went up the stairs and met Jack at the top. “How did–” Jack held out his hand, something in his fist. Mike put out his hand, palm up, and Jack dropped the bracelet into his hand. “I’m contaminated.” Mike took… Continue reading
“Hmmm.” Jack held his sore arm. Vulkan was not the best phlebotomist, having jammed the syringe into his vein like a vulture ripping out his inner elbow. He took five tubes, a few swabs from inside his mouth. And now he was on the other side of the lab looking… Continue reading
Jack thought this was the most stupid idea, ever. But Mike said it would work. Jack wore a belt that had magical symbols on it, and didn’t do anything but improve his strength. He walked around Ren Cen, hanging out in different places, watching. Waiting for that robot to appear…. Continue reading
Reynard Johanssen got off the elevator and entered the chill of the underground cave. He had already passed the guard-runes and video surveillance and found himself facing a long hall with laser lights cris-crossing the floor and walls. He took a breath. He put a hand on a pad, and… Continue reading