I Can’t Think of a Title for This… Gah.
Response number 11
Crap I forgot to look at this earlier! Lol… my character is a shy thirteen year old girl named Skyler who can er…levitate and teleport, and her invisible friend Valerie, who may or may not be a real girl with the power of invisibility xD
Valerie and Skyler watch quietly from behind the wall, listening to their conversation. The four girls are laughing and having fun, and here they are, standing alone.
Skyler wonders what it would be like to have friends. To not be thought of as the crazy girl who talks to air. She looks at the emtiness beside her where she knows Valerie is standing.
“Valerie, we don’t need to be like them, right?” No answer. No surprise there; Valerie never talks. “Sure we don’t, who needs to have lots of friends?” Skyler puts on the voice that she always uses to speak for Valerie, slightly high-pitched with a childish ring to it. Skyler knows Val so well that she can talk for her.
“You’re right, Val. We have each other. They don’t have that. They don’t have us.” She knows that Valerie is nodding. With once last contemptuous look at the laughing girls, Skyler turns away. In a second she has teleported ten feet away and is floating a few inches above the ground.
“C’mon, Val,” she says, turning and float-walking away. Skyler can’t see her, but she knows that Valerie is following a few feet behind her.
Response number 12
NEW CHARRIE: MICA! She is a 15-year-old who can change opinions… SHE IS NOT A HYPNOTIST! THERE IS A DIFFERENCE!
Mica bounce-walked up to the Academy’s entrance, then turned around and yelled, “HI EVERYONE! I’M MICA! WHAT’RE YOUR NAMES?!”
Meridian turned and stared at the hyper?high? girl standing there. “Hi Mica…” she said hesitantly. Phoenix suddenly dove behind Meridian again. “She scares me… can I throw something at her?”
Response number 13
The girl, Mica, popped out of nowhere!
Imike was so surprised she staggered backwards and fell into Philly, who, despite being tall for a 13 year old, was not ready to cope with spontaneous faints. They both crashed to the floor, and Phillys bag split open, spilling Jammy Dodgers all over the floor.
‘‘Look at that you stupid cow, what am I going to do with those now?’’ Shouted Philly angrily
‘‘Well it wasn’t my fault, it was that girl Mica! She shouldn’t be sneaking up on people like that! What was I supposed to do crash on the tarmac?’‘
‘‘Whatever’’ Fumed philly, attempted to stuff all the remaining Jammy dodgers into her bag, and marched off
Response number 14
Ok now, since I don’t know what to do with Skyler, this is Starla, a sixteen year old with telekenisis who loves reading and is very angry right now. XD
That stupid girl, Skyler, bumped into me. She was talking to her little invisible friend, crazy freak. I dropped everything and had to pick it all back up…with my mind, of course. But now I’m in a bad mood and I don’t want to talk to anyone.
I run SMACK into that annoying girl Mica. All my stuff falls again, covering the ground with books and paper. I move everything into a pile telekenitically, then turn on Mica.
“What’s wrong with you?!” I scream. “Get outta my way!”
Response number 15
I was just kinda feeling bad for myself and giving Mica dirty looks when that OTHER girl crashed into her as well, and started screaming at her
‘‘WHAT THE HELL IS YOUR PROBLEM??’’ I shouted at her
Response number 16
REMEMBER: Mica has her back against the door that is the entrance to the Academy. Everyone is in the front, arriving. Now…
Mica giggled. “I’ve been told that I’m crazy, strange, and other words that I don’t want to repeat because I don’t like swearing. So that’s what’s, according to other people, wrong with me. But I think I’m just a tad HYPERFUL!”
Phoenix, nearby, whispered to Meridian, “That girl’s AWESOME!”
“Um, I’d choose a different word, but I GUESS….”
Response number 17
‘‘Hyperful?’’ I said grinning ‘‘I like that word, we can be friends, while that MOODY COW’’ She shouted after Philly ‘’ Goes off in a sulk’‘
I walked around Mica, studying her. I wasn’t sure what to make of her, not really sure what to decided she looked like…?
Response number 18
Mica moved forward in order to keep Imike from crashing into the door when she was moving around her. (In the RPs I used to be on, I modelled Mica around what I looked like, so… xD. Well, actually, she’s like an exaggerated version of meh… supposedly.) She fiddled with her ponytail and finally took off the elastic, combing her now-loose black hair with her fingers.
“How tall are you?” she suddenly asked Imike, while starting to bounce again, just as a tall, grey-haired man named Dr. Something-or-Another (no student could pronounce his last name and just called him “Dr. S”) walked out of the front door… which promptly hit Mica and sent her tumbling down the stairs and into a bush. She quickly jumped up.
“Who cares?” a rather hot, punk-looking boy, Ray, called. Ray was a rebellious 19-year-old who had supposedly failed 12th grade several times, and was dreaded by almost all professors at the Academy. He was a werecat, but often, so they said, more cat than human.
“Well, I don’t know! But it’s habit!”
The grey-haired man, the headmaster of the Academy, coughed. “Attention, students.”
“What, Grandpa Potter?” That was what students often called him behind his back, though Ray was probably the only one who called him it to his face. “Grandpa” was for his age, “Potter” because he was one of the most ordinary, boring Supernatural types - a wizard.
Ignoring Ray, Dr. S. said, “Welcome to Night Academy. I’m your headmaster, Dr. S. Please report to your mentors for your room assignments. Thank you.” Then he went back inside.
[ Edited: 25 May 2011 05:51 PM by Mary-Dee]
Response number 19
I take a deep breath, trying to calm down “Uhh, sorry,” I say, now embarassed. “I’m just kinda (peed) off right now. I haven’t had the best morning so far.”
I smile sheepishly at Mica. “I’m Starla. Sorry for yelling at you. I’m thinking maybe there’s something wrong with me, at the moment.”
Response number 20
‘‘Oh, sorry, I’m all embarrassed now. Sadface.’’ I said to Starla
‘‘I think I’m about Phillys height’’ I said to Mica ‘‘Which doesn’t really mean much, since she’s taller than me the little bugger’’
Suddenly some randomer sped past me at…welll… the speed of light and I fell over. Again.
‘‘WILL PEOPLE PLEASE STOP KNOCKING ME OVER??’’ I shouted, standing up. Almost everyone in the courtyard swivelled to look at me. Oh great. MAking an [removed] of myself as usual.
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