The Future of the Past rp ~~Players Needed!!~~

Does this sound like a good rp?

  • Yes

    Votes: 7 31.8%
  • No

    Votes: 8 36.4%
  • Maybe

    Votes: 2 9.1%
  • We'll just have to find out! :D

    Votes: 5 22.7%

  • Total voters
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I thought I put that in his bio))

Blake ran, stopping when he turned around a corner. Why was John's voice so loud even when he was far away?
John watched until Blake was out of sight, then turned to go back to Jean. He couldn't leave his little sister alone out here
 
Marissa ran and ran, she stopped running to catch her breathe and realized she ahd no idea where she was. she broke down crying under a tree. her parents were dead her dog was gone and somebody knew she was a freak. she was starting to loose it. she clammed her self and allowed the vines to grow beneath her wrapping around her in a protective blanket, truth was she actually like them, she felt as though they were part of here. it was weird, her parents had been blonde and blue eyed, she was black haired and emerald green eyes. it just didn't add up. she stopped crying after a while and tried to find that place again where that mind boy had been, he was kind of a freak like her, maybe he could explain.or just help her, some how. however, she was going to stay far away from that boy, the one who had been stalking her. she shivered and just walked.
 
Marissa ran and ran, she stopped running to catch her breathe and realized she ahd no idea where she was. she broke down crying under a tree. her parents were dead her dog was gone and somebody knew she was a freak. she was starting to loose it. she clammed her self and allowed the vines to grow beneath her wrapping around her in a protective blanket, truth was she actually like them, she felt as though they were part of here. it was weird, her parents had been blonde and blue eyed, she was black haired and emerald green eyes. it just didn't add up. she stopped crying after a while and tried to find that place again where that mind boy had been, he was kind of a freak like her, maybe he could explain.or just help her, some how. however, she was going to stay far away from that boy, the one who had been stalking her. she shivered and just walked.
John and Jean had gone inside. Their mother was home and they were having dinner together before she had to leave for her other job.
 
Marissa walked and walked for what felt like eternity, letting her thoughts wander, maybe he would hear them.oh, im sorry.

sorry for what? John asked, hearing her. He excused himself from the dining room and went to be alone so he could concentrate better.
 
marissa heard his voice enter her head, you heard me! uh.... i was.... sorry for spasing out and being all weird, if you can imagine what i went through, it was hard. i have never known anyone who is well, like me. she thought just letting the thoughts come not even thinking about what she thought. and then the other person was there, and no one has ever seen me with my.... vines. she thought feeling like a weight had been lifted from her shoulders. i was wondering if you might know anything about where we get our... powers?? she didn't quite know the word for them.
 
Far as I can figure out, we were born with them. They just don't start working until we hit puberty. John thought and shrugged Mother is 'normal' and we didn't know our father so I don't know about him. Hey, you want to come in and have supper with us?
 
Blake entered the grocery store, wandering through the aisles. He settled on a pack of water bottles and a box of nature valley bars. Those would be his dinner, and breakfast, and probably dinner again until he ran out. Thankfully, the school provided free lunches to people who can't afford it. He payed for the food and water and started walking home. At least, to as much of an unfinished building could be counted as home. He looked up. The light of day was slowly giving way to the darkness of night, and a light drizzle had started.

Mathew put his hands up in surrender. "Okay then," he took the mail from Gretchen as it started to rain. "See ya at school, maybe." he started jogging back to his house, not realizing that his feet weren't touching the ground 100% of the time.


Jessica was writing in her notebook. She had finished her homework a while ago, and she wasn't even writing a story. She was writing a plan. She kept glancing at Anna and Bella as she wrote.
 
Mathew put his hands up in surrender. "Okay then," he took the mail from Gretchen as it started to rain. "See ya at school, maybe." he started jogging back to his house, not realizing that his feet weren't touching the ground 100% of the time.
Gretchen stared for a moment, then charged after him, skidding to a stop in front of him. "You – You're – You're like me, aren't you?"
 

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