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Circus ((Open and Accepting))
Forum-Index → Roleplay → Circus ((Open and Accepting))Max sighed as well, knowing that he probably didn't have a power. All of a sudden, he felt happy. What? He thought.
Andrew
Nickname:
Drew
Age:
14
Gender:
Male
Personality:
Drew doesn't talk too much, unless need be. He likes doing things independently, which makes him solo. Really, however, he can talk a lot when you get to know him.
Abilities given:
He can summon clones at will. They will implode on themselves one told, or if someone touches them.
Appearance:
Crush:
N/A
Boyfriend/Girlfriend:
N/A
Other:
Not much. He isn't really a fan of circuses, he only went to this one because his parents forced him to.
"Imagine yourself on the ground." Mavet said, making the box they were sitting on levitate for a short moment. Just for funsies. They looked at Hayden. "Back in your cage, please?"
Harper blinked. "What are my powers, Mavet?" She asked, still unaware of her wings. She leaned forward, head pressed up to the bars.
Oliver smiled. "Yep. I'm good." He mumbled, staring down at his hands. What was his power? Did he have one?
Grey sighed, and blinked. He was tired as heck. He felt the truck stop, but then go. Probably a stop light or stop sign.
Mattie, jumped, as the person beside him burst into flames. Reaching out, Mathew touched the opposite cages bar, ice forming, spreading across the bar, onto the girls right shoulder down her arm, dousing the flame.

•°. * иσвℓє ρυяρℓє * .°•
•°. * тнє вєαт σf ℓανєи∂єя є¢нσєѕ σи, ι'м иσт α ωιт¢н σя αиутнιиg * .°•
•°. * яє∂ αи∂ gяєєи тяυℓу gσ ωєℓℓ тσgєтнєя * .°•
mmm.. amongus macaroni... hey guys? what's that? uh. guys? guys? you're gonna wanna see this....... [i proceed to get blown up]
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Max looked around. Did he even have a gosh darn power? He sighed, looking around at everyone else's cool powers.
Grey thought about what his power could be, then closed his eyes. Within a few seconds, he shifted. Opening his eyes, he realized he was significantly smaller. And he couldn't move his fingers. Looking down, he saw that his hand were replaced by paws, and the chains had grown smaller to fit around his wrists.
"They'll give you a shot that allows them to control your powers... Just so you know, after that shot, until you take the drink again, you can't use your powers at all. So, I wouldn't defy them now, otherwise you may just get your powers taken away for a long time..." Mavet warned, voice hard.
Matthew breathed a sigh of relief, only to gulp after hearing Mavet. "What's life like in the Circus?" He asked them.

•°. * иσвℓє ρυяρℓє * .°•
•°. * тнє вєαт σf ℓανєи∂єя є¢нσєѕ σи, ι'м иσт α ωιт¢н σя αиутнιиg * .°•
•°. * яє∂ αи∂ gяєєи тяυℓу gσ ωєℓℓ тσgєтнєя * .°•
Abby sat in silence, simply listening to everyone, trying to figure out exactly how she could get out of this situation. Well, from what she'd gathered so far, everyone who'd taken the potion gained powers. Seeing one girl's limbs begin to disappear, and another kid light on fire, Abigail wasn't too sure she wanted to know her power.
Harper nodded. "Yeah, I'm good. I think." She said, rubbing her fingers through her hair. She blinked, and sighed to herself softly.
Mavet smiled. "Don't worry, they treat you good. You and every other person of you gender are in the same housing area. We already have bunk beds and sheets for you. You practice everyday, and every Saturday we have a performance. Food's good. Just don't make anyone mad. "
Oliver felt the truck come to a complete stop. Mavet looked up. "Oh, time to go." The doors behind them opened, and the person who opened them snapped her fingers. The locks on the cages unlocked, and the doors to each cage swung open. The chains dragged everyone out of their cages into a line. Seemed this chick had some super powerful mind control.
Matthew liked the sound of the Circus. Sure the transportation method might not be the nicest, but at least it was better than what he was living like before.

•°. * иσвℓє ρυяρℓє * .°•
•°. * тнє вєαт σf ℓανєи∂єя є¢нσєѕ σи, ι'м иσт α ωιт¢н σя αиутнιиg * .°•
•°. * яє∂ αи∂ gяєєи тяυℓу gσ ωєℓℓ тσgєтнєя * .°•
Abby squawked, stumbling along with the chains. She pulled her wrist upwards to combat being pulled to the floor, due to her clumsiness. What the redhead wasn't expecting was the snap that occupied her tug, as well as the following thud of chains hitting the ground. Looking up from her 'accident', the redhead turned her gaze to Mavet. "Uh, oops?"
mmm.. amongus macaroni... hey guys? what's that? uh. guys? guys? you're gonna wanna see this....... [i proceed to get blown up]
avatar by tocartss @ twitter
Grey was at the front of the line, and he started to walk. The lines split into genders, and Oliver let out a yelp as he was dragged into the girl's line.
"Uh,, ma'am, I'm not a girl-" The woman, Sarah, sighed. With another snap, he was put into the men's line. So, the groups were dragged forward and out of the van in separate lines.
Max looked around carefully. He then walked properly and cautiously in the men's line.