Lawless RP

(Looks kinda like a super power thing if I'm not mistaken? Sweeeeeeet.)

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Name: Kennedy Richter
Age: 18
Gender/lack thereof: Lack thereof--they/them pronouns
Ability: Can manipulate the pull of gravity on themself. If they heavily concentrate, they can manipulate gravity on a single other person instead. This is broken when their concentration is. (This is me...trying to make gravity manipulation weaker than it could be. Nerf master moose, right here xD)
Description:

• Height: 5'2'' (157.5 cm)
• Short, dark brown hair
• Irises are naturally a faded yellow-gold, though they shift to a deep blue when using their ability
• Rather thin, seems frail
• At the moment, they only have one outfit: a gray tank top with green cargo pants. It seems tattered.

Personality: Kennedy is focused on self-preservation. They are slow to trust, and if they see an opportunity to get something to extend their life by another day, they will take it. They are at a loss about the world. Ever since Kennedy gained their ability, they have isolated themself, unsure of who will do what, who they can trust, etc. All they know is: survive. (Though, that does not mean they hate their ability. They rather enjoy loosening gravity's grip so they can float among the clouds, as well as getting a closer look at the night sky.)

Kennedy weaved through the crowd, loosening gravity's grip on themself just a bit so they could slide through with a little more speed. A little bit wouldn't hurt in a crowd, right? After all, to the average eye, Kennedy thought, they would just look a bit faster than the everyday schmuck. That wasn't too unusual.

They were starving, to say the least. It had been hours since they last found a place to steal something to eat. How many hours was it again since they had that apple? 10...12...16...? They couldn't remember. Didn't matter. Kennedy needed something so it didn't feel like their insides were going to tear their way out of their body.

 

Ooh. Interesting.

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Name: Gray Kenneth
Age: 17
Gender: Haha, nope (they/them pronouns)
Ability: Can manipulate air. They can compress air to form a solid, can create a vacuum, can create or slow wind, etc. They have to really concentrate for precise movements, and if their concentration is broken, it takes them a while to get their concentration back.
Description:

• 5'2"
• Short, curly, black hair
• Deep green eyes that turn pale green when they use their power
• Very slightly muscular, slender build
• Wears ripped, baggy jeans, a black t-shirt, and a gray jacket

Personality: Gray acts laid-back and chill with most people, and doesn't seem to have anything to hide. The truth is, though, that they are very secretive and they can't bring themself to trust anyone. They like to joke around to hide their true emotions, but they know when to be serious. They are also very considerate and they like to help others.

Gray sat on a bench, leaning back on it as if relaxed and bored. In reality, they would have been trembling with hunger. It had been days since they'd eaten anything. They have finally found a bakery to steal from and they were watching the crowd, waiting for the perfect time to strike. Maybe they could get some loaves of bread, or some pastries... Their stomach growled in anticipation.

 

This seems fun.

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Name: Echo
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Gay

Description: Echo is thin and tall (about 6ft.) He wears dark colours and always has his black hoodie on. In those rare moments when his hood is down, you can see that his hair is black and his eyes are blue.

Personality: Echo is a bit dark and twisty, he is very cautious around people that he doesn't know.He does know many people and it is very hard to get to know him.
Ability: Don't let his scrawny appearance fool you, Echo is fast and clever enough to kill you anyway he likes. He could kill you with a marshmallow if he tried. He also always has a concealed pistol for extra protection.

Echo stands in the shadows of an alley, watching people walk by.

 

(Silver won't be back for two days or so, so should we start already?)

 

(I thought we should wait for him, but if you want to start then we can start.)

 

(Starting sounds fine by me. If everyone else is good, of course.)

 

(Yeah, that's good with me. Like I said, he won't be here until tomorrow.)

 

(ok, let's start.) Echo is in an alley, watching people walk by and spinning a knife in his fingers.

 

Gray stood up, starting to walk towards the bakery. Their stomach growled softly and they winced, feeling the hunger pains start again.

 

(How do you make spoilers)

 

[SPOILER ]Write stuff in here[/SPOILER]

^ Like that, except without the space between [SPOILER and ]

 

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Name: Ruben
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Ability: Ruben is proficient in hand to hand combat with 13 years of martial arts training and has the ability to create illusions of attacks and stagger time in which an attack hits. For example, if he were to perform a right hook, he could perform the hook and then make it hit before or after he performed it. Additionally he could create small illusions and projecting punches that won't hit.. His abilities are not powerful enough to be used on a large scale with objects that aren't his own body parts and he is unable to create an illusion of his entire body. He additionally can not stagger a strike or block that has not already been performed or that won't be performed..
Description:
5'8"
Medium length, ginger hair
Turquoise eyes With golden centres
Very scrawny and slim...
Wears black skinny jeans, navy shirt, black unbuttoned long coat, black leather gloves

Personality: He is intelligent however is prone to making regrettable choices. He enjoys the company of 1 or 2 companions however can function in solitude. He has poor communication skills but enjoys the protection that collective teamwork can bring. He may seem uncaring on the outside but most people think they know more about him than they actually do...

 

Ruben sits in the abandoned flat he calls home whilst waiting for his phone to ring

 

Echo emerges from the shadows, he hides his knife and crosses the street to go to a coffee shop.

 

Gray enters the bakery, looking around. There don't seem to be too many people around, but they're sure they can snag a loaf of bread at least.

 

(Whoop, apologies, I was out and about again today. With graduation comes many celebrations xD)

Kennedy continued to carefully weave their way through the crowd. There's gotta be something...something somewhere... That was when it caught there eye: A bakery. Looked kinda small, pretty empty. And, it might just be the perfect thing for a quick grab-and-go meal. Though, they supposed that's the best they could expect, yea? Whatever the case, they relaxed, gravity returning to normal on them and their eyes shifting back to their natural yellow-gold.

With a deep breath, they slipped through the last bit of the crowd and entered the bakery, another person catching their eyes almost immediately upon entry. Same height as them, curly black hair... Pointless details. Kennedy lightly bit their lip. Make it quick. Avoid interaction...and drawing more attention than desired.

 

Gray walked up to the counter, looking at the pastries and various breads and cakes carefully. The woman at the register smiled and asked them if they needed any help, but they shook their head, giving her a warm smile that was completely forced and false. She didn't seem to notice, though, and she left them to help another customer. Gray glanced up a little, looking for the security cameras.

 

Kennedy noticed a woman coming over to them, probably for the same reason they spoke to the other person in the building. As soon as she approached, however, Kennedy gave her a cold stare to make her back away. Although it didn't work, it put a bit of tension in the air. The woman still proceeded to ask if Kennedy needed assistance, to which they responded with a quick and low "No." On that note, the woman gave a slight, nervous nod and proceeded.

Kennedy watched as she returned to her post, then responded to a call from a back room. With her gone, they lessened gravity's pull on them once more, and quickly slid behind the counter, opened the case, and stole a loaf of bread. They glanced at the other person at the counter. Kennedy gave them a cold stare with their shifted blue eyes, as if to warn them not to say a word. They then slid the case shut and left just as quickly as they had slid behind the counter.

Once outside of the bakery, Kennedy dashed/slid behind a tree and sat down, relaxing their ability once more. From there, they practically scarfed down the bread. Man, did that settle them. It felt so good to finally have something in their stomach again.