~*~Branded RP (Role Play)~*~

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Each flicker made a tingle lace through Lark's spine, and a jolt whiz through her arm and out her finger. Amazed, the girl twirled her finger. Lights on. Another twirl. Lights off.

Was this brand giving them... Powers?

If it was, Lark was pretty happy with hers!


Wintent noticed Lark's brand then noticed her own
 
(Okay. Can she have power over objects? Like when she puts her hand out and says "fork" It will come to her? To powerful?)
 
Lark ignored him entirely.
Spencer stood grumbling to himself. He walked to a door and flung it open. The door broke, flying away from him as his power pushed them away. He stopped and stared at the mess he had made and slowly started to smile, then looked at his brand.
 
Lark ignored him entirely.

Spencer stood grumbling to himself. He walked to a door and flung it open. The door broke, flying away from him as his power pushed them away. He stopped and stared at the mess he had made and slowly started to smile, then looked at his brand. 
Lark turned her gaze from the fuse box to Spencer, cracking a half-smile. "Your brand glowing, too?" she asked, curiosity evident on her face. "See if you can tear the fuse box from the wall. I wanna see what my powers can do in that situation."
 
Lark turned her gaze from the fuse box to Spencer, cracking a half-smile. "Your brand glowing, too?" she asked, curiosity evident on her face. "See if you can tear the fuse box from the wall. I wanna see what my powers can do in that situation."
Spencer turned to Lark, still smiling. He reached his hand out, twisting gravity around the box to pull it from the wall. His brand glowed in shades of blue and black as he held the box in the air, then released it to fall back to normal gravity. "Now that is cool"
 
"Reba asked if we remeber nything from before today." Evelyn said having faintly heard reba. "But its like my mind has holes. I remeber my name. My age and stiff but nothing from my past..." Evelyn fell into silence. Thinking.
Reba nodded and looked to the other girls for their answers.
 
Lark turned her gaze from the fuse box to Spencer, cracking a half-smile. "Your brand glowing, too?" she asked, curiosity evident on her face. "See if you can tear the fuse box from the wall. I wanna see what my powers can do in that situation."

Spencer turned to Lark, still smiling. He reached his hand out, twisting gravity around the box to pull it from the wall. His brand glowed in shades of blue and black as he held the box in the air, then released it to fall back to normal gravity. "Now that is cool"
Lark let out a rather loud cheer as she rushed towards the fuse box, her brand flashing different shades of red as the wires sparked and crackled.
 
(Yes, too powerful.)

Vesta, tingling with excitement, smiled. A spark from the fuse box had landed on the floor in front of her and suddenly it burst into flame in front of her. "Down!" she hissed at it. It faded into barely an ember. The brand was - orange? No, yellow. No - red. Blue - green - purple - white. Changing like the flame itself.
 
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