~*~Genetically High RP (Role Play)~*~Unlike Any Other!~*~

Jason turned back to his friends. They all nodded. He put his arm around Wintent.
 
Unlike the rest of the children, Mouna went straight to her dorm after she was let out for lunch. She leaned up against the door as she entered the room, sealing it shut with her weight and letting out a heavy high. Quite carefully, she unwrapped her headscarf and let it hang from her shoulders for the time being, creeping her way towards the dorm's small pantry and pulling out an unopened box of rice. She tore the top off of the package, pouring its contents into a cauldron she had previously filled with water, and slumped down onto a heavily stuffed futon-bed as soon as the stove was turned up. With a frustrated groan, she picked up the television remote and went straight to the news station. Oh, how wonderful. Another tragedy, she echoed to herself, her head now rested upon her palm. Ugh. It seems like everyday some horrible accident is coming closer and closer to home.
 
(Alright, I'm not trying to be a nazi, but realistic romance. How long has Jason liked Wintent? I know that Wintent already likes Jason. Does Sam already like April? And to everyone, I'm going to bring down the barrier o' doom pretty soon, so start showing powers. Little by little, or in a horrific accident like Gideon. Or some other way, I don't care.)

Avis was humming a favorite song. To her surprise, another voice joined hers. She looked around, expecting to see someone smile or laugh. Perhaps one of her friends. She tried humming again. The second voice joined in. They sounded closer than she had expected. And they had started and stopped at the exact same time as she did. And the voice complemented hers exactly. Now it was humming another melody, one she had made up herself and had thought would go well with the song. But he had never told anyone about it. But it so different from her voice. And then she realized...

It was her voice.



Cass bumped into someone she didn't necessarily like. An electric shock passed from her to them and they almost fainted. Cass stared.



Gideon walked into the room, wondering how he had broken that boy's arm, when suddenly he had something different to think about. The room as ablaze with colors, some he would never have thought existed. Even ones he was sure of. He walked around in a state of wonder, oblivious to everything.
 
(Alright, I'm not trying to be a nazi, but realistic romance. How long has Jason liked Wintent? I know that Wintent already likes Jason. Does Sam already like April? And to everyone, I'm going to bring down the barrier o' doom pretty soon, so start showing powers. Little by little, or in a horrific accident like Gideon. Or some other way, I don't care.)

Avis was humming a favorite song. To her surprise, another voice joined hers. She looked around, expecting to see someone smile or laugh. Perhaps one of her friends. She tried humming again. The second voice joined in. They sounded closer than she had expected. And they had started and stopped at the exact same time as she did. And the voice complemented hers exactly. Now it was humming another melody, one she had made up herself and had thought would go well with the song. But he had never told anyone about it. But it so different from her voice. And then she realized...

It was her voice.



Cass bumped into someone she didn't necessarily like. An electric shock passed from her to them and they almost fainted. Cass stared.



Gideon walked into the room, wondering how he had broken that boy's arm, when suddenly he had something different to think about. The room as ablaze with colors, some he would never have thought existed. Even ones he was sure of. He walked around in a state of wonder, oblivious to everything.

(Kk...)
 
(Alright, I'm not trying to be a nazi, but realistic romance. How long has Jason liked Wintent? I know that Wintent already likes Jason. Does Sam already like April? And to everyone, I'm going to bring down the barrier o' doom pretty soon, so start showing powers. Little by little, or in a horrific accident like Gideon. Or some other way, I don't care.)

Avis was humming a favorite song. To her surprise, another voice joined hers. She looked around, expecting to see someone smile or laugh. Perhaps one of her friends. She tried humming again. The second voice joined in. They sounded closer than she had expected. And they had started and stopped at the exact same time as she did. And the voice complemented hers exactly. Now it was humming another melody, one she had made up herself and had thought would go well with the song. But he had never told anyone about it. But it so different from her voice. And then she realized...

It was her voice.



Cass bumped into someone she didn't necessarily like. An electric shock passed from her to them and they almost fainted. Cass stared.



Gideon walked into the room, wondering how he had broken that boy's arm, when suddenly he had something different to think about. The room as ablaze with colors, some he would never have thought existed. Even ones he was sure of. He walked around in a state of wonder, oblivious to everything.
"What just happened?" She asked cass, not getting too close to her. Her ear slightly flicked as she heard a tray fall. It seemed louder than normal. For some odd reason, she could hear every little noise made in the room. Even some not in the room. She shook her head, closing her eyes as she did. She tried to plug her ears from the noise, it didn't work. Her pupils were pinpricks as she glanced across the room. She could see every detail in everything she looked at. She felt a bit dizzy.
 
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