Ok so my first role play was relatively good, but ultimately didn't have enough posters. So I'm starting a vastly similar role play (I love the school setting) and I'll ask anyone who posts to leave it open for at least one month before key plot points occur. That way people can join without having to read through hundreds of posts.

I'll post the rules again for anyone who didn't see them previously:

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Notes/Rules:
* For those who don't know what an RP is: it is role playing as anyone/anything you want and it forms a sort of story. Generally they have a speical ability (which is what this RP will be)
* If you want to speak out of character either type, OOC:"type here", or write what you need to say in double brackets, i.e. (("type here&quot)
* If you are entering the role play for the first time you need to give everyone a quick background/summary of characteristics for your character
* You cannot kill another persons character
* You cannot make yourself a "God" character
* You cannot make your character control another mutants mind; or edit it etc. As this is considerably a "God" trait
* One power per character (last time we had characters with three powers, it doesn't work)

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Remember: You don't have to be fantastic at Spelling/Grammar to join this RP so please give it a try!

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Setting: I'm going to start the role play in a school (Orwell College: for exceptionally gifted children) for "gifted" students. So for early starters your character will need to be a teacher or a student. All the characters will be quasi-mutants. Much like X-Men or the TV show Heroes. There is a universal bad guy who can be introduced somewhere in the story. Generally, the story line will be primarily the school are "good guys" and are against the universal bad guy (and his bad team of bad mutants).

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My Character (use this as a template for your character):

Name: Allen Baulter (Nickname: Phase)
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Ability: Can become invisible
Appearance: Much like myself (see display picture). He usually wears sports jackets and jeans.
Background: Not fully in control of his abilities (more to be revealed, obviously)
Perspective: 3rd Person

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My Post:

Phase was extremely nervous. Everybody told him he had nothing to worry about. But he was worried; very worried. The candidacy speeches for the upcoming school captain elections were taking place, and Phase was up next. He'd wanted to be a school captain ever since he'd been accepted by Orwell College, and now was his only chance.
'Thank you Ms. Walton,' boomed the principals voice from the stage. 'And that concludes the speeches from our fine young ladies. Now, for the male candidacy, please welcome Allen Baulter.'
Phase got up, brushed his pants, and walked out into the middle of the stage.
One thousand pairs of eyes stared through him.
'Would Mr. Baulter please take to the stage,' the Principal repeated.
Reluctantly Phase spoke up, 'Sir I'm right here.'

Must I remind people how many requests I got for this to happen.
Join already!

My Character:
Name: Alexander Raymear (Nickname: Flare)
Gender: Male
Age: 15....Date Of Birth: 03/07/92
Appearance: Blond hair and blue eyes, 5ft 11 and toned features.
Ability: Create Fire as an offensive and defensive weapon
Background: In control of his powers except when angry....fire will eject from him uncontrollably to the severity of his anger.
Perspective: 3rd Person.

My Post:
It made him laugh when Allen appeared in the middle of the stage. His looked so nervous, that must have been why he was invisible. Alex felt a twinge of sympathy for him. They didn’t know each other much but were weirdly next door to each other in the dorm rooms. As much as Alex could not wait to be captain he had to wait till he was 16. He was sitting on the red leather seats next to his best friend, Daniel and his boyfriend James. He looked to James, who was the same age and in the same class as Allen and said,
“I do feel sorry for him. He looks so nervous. You can see his legs shaking.”
James turned to him and kissed him on the forehead whilst putting his arms around him and replied,
“Yeah you are right but if he gets it he will be a great captain, I can tell.”
Alex looked back to Allen alone on the stage. Alex would go and say hello to him if he won. It would be good to have an older friend. All his mates would think he was really cool. Then everyone went silent and Allen started his speech.

Profile
Name: Chris Klunget (aka Vaypa)
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Power: Matter Manipulation: Can change the physical state of objects (ie solid-liquid, solid-gas, gas-liquid etc)
Appearance: Medium length Blue/ Black hair, pale, thin, quite toned, wears mostly black.
Background: Sour jealous type with fairly dark mysterious history, father couldn't deal with him so left when he was 13, mother died during labour. Is gay but refuses to admit it.
Perspective: 3rd person

Story:
The silence continued for what seemed a lifetime. 500 faces stared expectantly at the stage, a small chuckle was heard from the corner of the room where the candidates were sitting, still Phase said nothing,
"Are you ok Allen?" The principal whispered from off stage.
Still he stood there staring out over the crowd.
Finally something clicked and Phase began his speech, setting off a wave of relieved sighs over the room.
Vaypa rolled his eyes as his cruel cold smile turned into a slight frown of disappointment that his peer had not run off the stage crying, but there was still time.
As the rest of the room listened intently to what Phase had to say Vaypa had other things in mind, being sure to keep the most angelic smile possible he focused on liquidizing Phase's sports jacket and t-shirt.
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Post edited by: JonNee, at: 2008/04/14 19:07<br /><br />Post edited by: JonNee, at: 2008/04/18 17:29

Phase was finally successfully performing his speech. He imagined he was rushing it a bit, the sooner this day was over the better, but other than that things didn't look that bad. Unfortunately they got a lot worse, in a little time. It started with Phase's clothes becoming warm, he tried to ignore this accounting it to his nerves. But he realised it wasn't his nerves when his whole upper body received a violent shock. Disorientated, Phase didn't know what had happened; the crowd was laughing so it clearly wasn't good. Phase looked down and discovered the source, somebody had liquefied his upper garments.
Most people go red in the face when they get embarrassed. Phase believed he was extremely lucky, he didn't go red - he disappeared. With whatever dignity he still had intact, Phase ran off the stage.

Now that was funny..... Alex could not help but laughing.....Allen was doing his speech and then all of a sudden his shirt....kind off....melted.... Everyone was looking at each other and laughinh, by the time everyone stopped laughing, Allen went invisible, he must be really upset about it. The principal stood up and said loudly,

“Everyone! Back to your dorm rooms immediately. The speeches will recommence after dinner. I do not care if it goes into your free time.”

Everyone groaned and moaned and started to leave. Alex said to his boyfriend, James,

“Oh my god! Did you see that? He went shirtless? Who did that? Did you see his body?”

James laughed and said back to Alex,

“Oi! I hope you were not checking him out! Hmmmm I think I have an idea who did.”

James shot a glance over to a boy who was walking away from the auditorium seats and out of the door. Alex did not know him at all and said questioningly,

“Who is that James?”

James looked to Alex and kissed him and said jokingly,

“Ohhhh isn’t Alex the inquisitive one today. I do not know his name but I know he has the power to change matter into different states.”

Alex stared blankly at him awaiting an explanation. James laughed out loud and stood up, holding out his hand for Alex who took it and stood. James replied,

“You know.....Solid to liquid, liquid to gas.”

Alex then nodded and said whilst they were walking out the doors,
“Oh right. I get it. Let’s go to my dorm. We could go and check on Allen he might be in his room next to mine. I do feel sorry for him.”
James then nodded and said,

“Alright, I think I will go to see if he is alright though.” He then smiled and said,

“I do not want you mentally undressing him now.”

Alex laughed and pushed James in the open lift, pressed the button for the 5th floor. That was the first floor for all the dorm rooms and said,

“Me? I would never do that.”

The robotic female voice then said,

“Going up....”

My Character:

Name: Ryan Moon (Codename
Gender: Male
Age: 16
Ability: Energy Manipulation
Appearance: Electric blue hair, baby blue eyes, somewhat toned, likes to wear extrovert clothes
Background: Usually in control of his powers, can only contain so much energy
Perspective: 3rd person

Ryan lied in bed all day, until lunchtime when he was woken up by his that obsessive girl, 'Astoria' who had teleported into his dorm room... again.
"Morning sleeping beauty" she said. Ryan's head was spinning, "Ugh... seriously, can't you knock once in a while." he said. "I mean this is an invasion of privacy. You don't see the invisible guy spying on everyone while they change... but then again, i suppose you wouldn't see him... hmm..."
"Riiight.. well you might want to know that its 5 o' clock, princess and we have to go see our fellow pupils embarrass themselves in front of the cruel, sadistic, vampires that we call classmates."
"Or we could do something none emo. how about we go and mess around with the band geeks" said Ryan.
"Oh come on." said Astoria, "By the time you've fixed up your appearance, we'll be lucky to see the boy who morphs into a toad tell everyone about how he wants to build a frog sanctuary in the school, serve flies for lunch and... ugh... set up a girl-frog compulsory kissing booth."
"You must mean "frog-spawn-shaun" said Ryan
Oh my god is that really his name?" said Astoria.
"How the hell should i know?" said Ryan, "All i know is that i look perfect, and we're late for your boyfriend's speech, come on."
"What!?.. that's gross" said Astoria.
"Well" said Ryan, "You seem to know all of his policies pretty well."
"Ok, ok, can we just go already?" said Astoria, "We're gonna get detention."
"What the hell?" said Ryan, "You teleport into my room but you can't teleport out detention? That is messed up!"
"Ok seeya." said Astoria, as she teleported to the Auditorium
"Ahhh screw you." said Ryan as he made his way there on his own. As he walked into the Auditorium, He looked at the stage and saw the upper garments melt (wasn't that guy in his doomsday class?). "Woo! Now this is my kind of party." shouted Ryan. But then the guy disappeared. "Oh well, that made my day... and now i'm bored." The principle was shouting about dinner and freetime or something boring so Ryan decided to get out of there and go and do something interesting...

((i changed mine so it didn't suck!! =].... as much... lol))

Hey i saw that no one had replyed or added anything in ages so i thought to bring the post back to the top of the forum contents i would add my bit early...............

HERE GOES!!!!

The lift came to a stop and a robotic voice said,

“Doors Opening...”

The gasp of a boy brought Alex and James to a stop from their kissing. They looked to the boy, who was so shocked. Alex laughed and said,

“Ahhhh. Hey Harry! We were just having a game of tonsil tennis.”

James laughed and smacked Alex’s bum as they went out the lift and said back to the boy,

“Yeah...I am sorry about him. He could not resist!”

Alex and James went down the corridor hand in hand. There were 20 dorm rooms on each floor. Alex’s dorm room was number 19 and James’ room was number 17. They stopped outside Alex’s dorm room and Alex pressed the finger scanner. There was a short pause and then a soft click, accompanied by a female voice saying,

“Good Evening, Master Raymear.”

Alex opened the door and went inside with James. They lied down on the double bed together and Alex said,

“What time is it? When is dinner tonight?”

James looked to Alex and put his arm around him. He looked at the clock on the wall and said,

“It’s 5.30 in the evening. Dinner is at six. Would you like me to move your head so you can see the clock, right in front of you?”

Alex laughed and then leapt on top of James and said sexily,

“You could help me with something else.”

Alex placed his hand on James crotch area and started to kiss him. James then said back,

“Well we do have half an hour to kill. I guess if we have to....”

Alex looked at him and started to unbutton James’ shirt. Alex said,
“ I don’t see you, saying to stop...”

Then Alex remembered that they needed to see if that guy was alright. He then stopped and said to James,

“Oh my god! We need to go and see if that guy is ok. He is only next door, he had got the last room.”

Alex then got off James and said,

“Let’s go!”

James smiled and said,

“Are you going to leave me for him or something eh?”

Alex then laughed and hugged James and said,

“Oh no! You found out! Awwww! I cannot do it now.”

James looked at him and then they walked out the room.

They went to the last door in the corridor and then Alex turned to James and said,

“You knock. He knows you.”

James looked at him and said,

“Oh but I am not the one who wants him.”

Alex just looked at him and said,

“Just do it babe.”

James knocked on the door and said,

“Hey Allen. Are you there? Are you ok? We just came to check on you. I think I know who did that to your shirt. Allen?”

They waited for a response.....

Name: Deanon Zane Mavericks (Maverick II)

Gender: Male

Age: 18

Ability: Psionic projection, otherwise more simply put: The ability to create living renderings by means of Quantum particle manipulation. Creative thought is purified into Will and is channeled externally usually through the fingertips (for maximum control). It is here that the Quantum particles are assembled (or disassembled) according to the intended object being rendered.

Appearance: Sandy blonde/ Light brown hair, 6 ft/ 182 cm, Amber-Hazel eyes which glow Red in conjunction to power usage, toned body structure, and an otherwise casual attire.

Background: Deanon Mavericks' arsenal is limited only by his creative mind, and therefore limited to what he knows. Since all imagination is to some degree, based on quantum reality, he often renders things like firetrucks or stone pillars to parry attacks in combat, and simply launches them at foes when on the offensive.

Perspective: Third Person.

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"Aye.."

Alex hears the call coming from a student walking towards him from down the hall. Taking his focus off Allen's still-shut door, he raises his head to look over and see the new-comer.

Deanon Mavericks, a boarder of 2 years now. Relatively new, but well-adapted to the school's lifestyle considering the time.

"Hey" Alex greeted back.

Deanon looks over at the door, clearly with the similar intent to that of Alex's. Which was evident enough for Alex to ask the boy "So you here because of today's speeches..?"

"Yeah.. Yeah man... Just thought I'd check in the fella. You got ne' clue what happened?"

"Well yeah, I've got a pretty good idea who was behind it all... Man, dickwads these days..."

"Haha yerrr aye..." Deanon slurred as he gave Allen's dorm room one more set of knocks.

"Aye dude, ya there? Ya right man?" He asked into the door, slightly muting himself.

... No answer.

He looked over at Alex as if waiting for some sort of gaze-acquired agreement and shrugged.

He grabbed Alex forcefully by the shoulders and held him tight. "Stay as still as possible... It'll just make shit a lot easier ey." Deanon explained as he shut his eyes in focus. Alex could remember feeling light. Dazed, as if, he were flying. Flying, as all that was around him blurred into an intimidatingly brightening red glow. Deanon's grip didn't seem any looser even as he released his right hand and pointed its' palm directly at Allen's dorm room behind him.

Alex could see the dorm room glow red, a red brighter than everything else that surrounded it. He now saw himself, Deanon and the dorm room glowing in the same fantastic way. He could feel himself edging towards the dorm room, towards the door. Not walking, but being dragged oh so lightly. The feeling of lightness could only be described as both surreal... And brief.

Then Deanon opened his eyes. There was a short but intense glimmer of red in the pair of gazers, and then all the brightness ebbed. Startlingly fast too. Deanon let Alex free of his left and remaining hand, causing him to stumble slightly on the floor.

"Sorry." Deanon said looking around the dorm room. "But these new door locks are both a luxury AND a pain in their own right..." He walked up to the door and pointed two fingers at the engaged lock, which glowed for a short moment. The device clicked as the lock's arm reverted into it's sitting position.

Still slightly dazed, Alex managed to sit himself on the edge of a bed that laid beside him. "Whuh-What'd you d-doo-o..?" he asked.

"Uh.. Just displacement you know... Quantum shit. Basically, you, me, the door, and it's bloody lock, didn't quite exist for a couple o' seconds... I just kinda... 'Re-rendered' it, so that we'd be INSIDE the room when we're drawn back into material existence." He smiled and looked at the swaying figure of Alex sitting on the mattress, trying to find some form of balance.

"It's okay man, it'll go away a couple o' minutes. Haha, kinda like gettin' all out pissed for 5 seconds then having it suddenly go away uh?" Deanon continued.

"I-- uh... guh.." Alex was still a bit groggy but found comfort in resting his head on one of the pillows.

Deanon walked to the middle of the room and called out Allen's name, asking him repeatedly if he was here, and that if he was, to show himself and "come chill"...

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