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Fire. Fire and craters left in the ground. So many portals to RPs and Solo Writes through which I can only see black smoke and fire. I reach towards the search engine to escape from this dreadful place that was once the best home I'd ever had, only to find it cracked and glitchy. Trapped. There is no way out. Turning, I look at was once the AE ball thread. I turn away just as quickly as I can. I'll never be able to erase that memory. All those wonderful decorations and the hard work put into the thread slowly pixilating into nothingness, adding to the ash covering the ballroom floor. Far away, a dim outline advances slowly through the fog. It's limping, and two wings are dragging brokenly behind the figure. The other two are singed badly. The figure whimpers. My eyes widen.
"Nihil!" Stumbling desperately through the wreckage, I run to my CAPTCHA. She collapses onto my lap. "Nihil, where's Cap?" I ask, burying my face into Nihil's black fur. A lump on Nihil's back moans and slides off of Nihil's back, bloody and torn. The Captain has arrived. I hold them both close for a moment, the fires roaring in our ears. Suddenly, both Nihil and Cap stop breathing. My head shoots up, aware of the absence of breath. "Guys, guys wake up!!" I shout, shaking them. No use. My hands fall into my lap, covered in black soot. I stare at the still bodies of my beloved AE and CAPTCHA. Their bodies tremble, and begin to pixilate. Tears stream down my smoke-stained face as I watch them disappear. The pixils float away as black smoke. I look down. In their places, two Outcast Rune charms, one black, one white, sit. I pick them up gingerly and fasten them to a chain around my neck. Suddenly, pain courses through me and I fall to the ground, unconscious.
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Cber name:
Appearance: Note. Your appearance is now mixed with the appearance if any AEs or CAPTCHAs you have.
What did your AEs/CAPTCHAs turn into?: Note. These objects must be similar in some manner and must also be small enough to carry discreetly on your person.
Which powers do you have now?: These powers came from your AEs and CAOTCHAs, but also something else happened, so now you have a power that is not originally from any of you.
Other:
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I'll post my sheet at a later date. :)
submitted by Rogue Wildling
(November 5, 2018 - 1:05 am)
(November 5, 2018 - 1:05 am)
Thank you! This looks amazing!
(December 11, 2018 - 5:10 pm)
These are so awesome. I’m impressed.
(December 11, 2018 - 8:52 pm)
Is it bad that when I read this I had so many ideas about how to kill my AEs and CAPTCHA?
Cber name: Darkking
Appearance: Strawberry blond hair with a cracked shadow crown floating above my head, darkish brown skin, dark blue eyes that used to be sparkling with stars now dull and muted with a tired look in them, a bright yellow hoodie that Says "I Solemnly Swear that I am up to no good" with footprints at the bottom and a wand at the top(all in black), blue jeans, a watch with a cracked face on my left wrist(Will), over my gloves(me), of course, a faded bracelet that has all the colors in the color spectrum in it(Harli), red cat ears and a tail with a white tip(Mor), a dirty white ribbon with a bell that no longer dingles that's tied around my neck like a choker, black pants, black combat boots, and giant black bat wings protruding from my back since I see no need to hide them.
What did your AEs/CAPTCHAs turn into?:
Izzy: A dusty bright yellow hoodie that Says "I Solemnly Swear that I am up to no good" with footprints at the bottom and a wand at the top in black
Harliquin: A faded bracelet that holds all the colors of his eyes
Will: A watch with a cracked interface
Mor: A white ribbon with a broken bell
Which powers do you have now?:
From Izzy: Summoning things from books
From Will: Passing through objects, being able to turn invisible
From Harliquin: Glowing, being able to control one object at a time with telekinesis
From Mor: Ability to calm emotions or even completely block them out
From Myself: The death hands(touching things kills them still), wings(I don't really count this because I'll keep them out for the entire time)
From ???: Shielding, creating colored shields to protect people with
Other: I'm totally not planning the dramatic deaths of my AEs and CAPTCHA
Great, I hope that I live the longest
I think that I might be the first to die
If I die I'm going down Fabulously
Nooo your gona diee frst Izzy
SHHHHHH
*submit*
(November 7, 2018 - 1:41 pm)
Top! Do you guys think it's time to start?
(November 10, 2018 - 2:03 pm)
Sure! Oh yeah, I guess my character is open to shipping if we’re doing that.
(November 11, 2018 - 8:55 am)
YAAAAASSSS IT'S TIME TO START
I can't post this morning bc my family's running a party at our church but I'll try to post later today!
(November 11, 2018 - 9:14 am)
(November 14, 2018 - 6:11 pm)
The previous top didn't do anything, so maybe this required some more text in the body. If so, I have given it that. There.
(November 14, 2018 - 6:12 pm)
Really not? I'm disappointed. Guess I'll ramble a bit, then.
Speaking of disappointed, why is that even a word? Dis-appointed, as in not appointed. That doesn't make so much sense. Most words like that do, like incredible. In-credible, not believable, unbelievable. That makes sense.
*googles*
Yeah.
"late Middle English (in the sense ‘deprive of an office or position’): from Old French desappointer ."
That still doesn't make sense.
Etymology is interesting. Etymology, as in the study of words and their origins. Not entomology, which of course means the study of Ents, the tree-like creatures from J R R Tolkien's Lord Of The Rings.
Yeah, I'm done.
wpzv
(November 14, 2018 - 7:26 pm)
Fascinating... I love random tidbits!
(November 14, 2018 - 11:16 pm)
Am I late?! I hope not...
Cber name: Alizarine
Appearance: Light skin, hazel eyes, and very dark brown hair that fades into blond at the tips. Wearing a short sleeved golden-orange tunic, dark gray leggings, a black, knee-length cape, and knee-high black boots, along with two arm bands (this is the AE thing and I'll elaborate further down.) Hair is thrown back into a messy braid.
What did your AEs/CAPTCHAs turn into?: Skye- a small, cloudy, slightly translucent grey stone with streaks of glass swirled into it, and Brynn- a bright piece of amber with a dark red shard in the middle of the stone. Both stones are about a half inch across, and each one is mounted into one of my arm bands. If you'd see them, you'd assume that it was always part of the bands.
Which powers do you have now?: From me: I can create a small ball of light at any time by holding up one of my fingers, lighting up an area about 6 yards around me. New #1: Super dexterity- I can sneak around extremely well and can jump to difficult places, and New#2: At any time I can telepathically send a message of only words to any person or animal.
This is a great idea, Rogue!
(November 15, 2018 - 8:08 am)
Welcome, Alizarine! Long time no see!
(November 15, 2018 - 11:46 am)
@Rogue, are you starting or should I? I'm stuck inside for the entire day, too much smoke in the air.
MOR SAID AN ALMOST WORD!
iorn
*screaming*
(November 16, 2018 - 1:28 pm)
You can, if you would like. If you don't post your beginning in five hours then I'll start.
(November 16, 2018 - 6:30 pm)
I come to what seems more than a few hours later. I clutch at my neck, finding the two Outcast charms hanging warmly on my collarbone. I look around. Most of the fire has given way to ash, and the rest of it is now billowing glowing white smoke with words swirling in it. Never in the history of the CB has anything so devastating happened. This may be the end of the most shining era of my life. I shove the thought aside. If the CBers can't fix this, nobody can... Mainly because there will be nobody left. I cry out with the pain of my body and of my thoughts.
"Rogue?" A faint voice penetrates the thick smoke layer. An figure in a bright yellow hoodie stumbles over the remains of what I believe was the Scientist RP. The figure's hoodie is stained with wet ash and the shadow crown that hovers above the figure's head is cracked. I scramble away, and so does the figure when they see me. "Who are you??? And what did you do with Rogue??" The figure shouts. I furrow my brow.
"I am Rogue!" The figure straightens, extremely suspicious.
"Well I have to admit you SOUND like Rogue... I'm Darkking." Now it's my turn to speculate.
"You don't look like Darkking."
"I could say the same to you, whoever you are." 'Darkking' crosses his arms. I smile.
"Well that's because I'm not Darkking. I'm Rogue." I retort with a friendly tone. Darkking relaxes.
"Ah, now I'm convinced. That's something Rogue would TOTALLY say." Darkking begins to make his way down the ruined thread. My smile grows broader.
"I could say the same to you." Darkking stops and puts his hands on his hips and pretends to pout.
"What are you talking about? I'm not Rogue, I'm Darkking!"
(November 17, 2018 - 2:10 am)