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
    22
((XD thats not what he was going to say at all))

Mathew stared at her with a confused look. "Do what?" Then he understood. "Fly? I'm not Superman. Well technically, he doesn't actually fly, and-" He shut himself up before he started rambling on about comic books. He closed his eyes and concentrated. He opened them. "There. See? Nothing happ- Aaaaah!" He shot up several hundred meters in a matter of seconds, then started fluidly freefalling, flailing his arms. He shot closer and closer to the ground, wishing himself to not become a pancake on the wet ground. His falling abruptly stopped about 4 feet from the ground, jolting him. The floating stopped and he hit the ground flat on his face.
(I know. XD But that's what she heard.

Wat…Superman doesn't' fly?)

Gretchen stood in front of him, arms folded, a self-satisfied smirk on her face. "I told you so." She paused, "Um, are you okay?"
 
((Nope. He originally had to jump really high everywhere, covering vast distances with that method. He was only given the ability to fly by movie producers to make creating the movie easier. Did I just blow your mind or what?))

Mathew rolled over and sat up, his hand covering half of his face where it had impacted with the ground. The other half was scraped, but otherwise okay. "Ouch. That's going to bruise," he said, his lip bleeding. He quickly gathered his stuff and started to walk away.
 
((Nope. He originally had to jump really high everywhere, covering vast distances with that method. He was only given the ability to fly by movie producers to make creating the movie easier. Did I just blow your mind or what?))

Mathew rolled over and sat up, his hand covering half of his face where it had impacted with the ground. The other half was scraped, but otherwise okay. "Ouch. That's going to bruise," he said, his lip bleeding. He quickly gathered his stuff and started to walk away.
(I don't know about mind-blown, but certainly disillusioned. :) )

"Hey!" said Gretchen running in front of him and walking backwards, wings flapping to keep her balance, "'That's going to bruise'? That's what you have to say after learning you can fly? You say that and walk off? Come on! I thought I was the only one! You're not excited? Curious? Are you human? I mean, are you not itching to try it out again? People dream about flying! You can! You don't even need wings! Come on!"
 
Wintent walked into the convenience store the wallet she had pickpocketed earlier in the back of her worn out skinny jeans. She headed to the back where the refrigerators lined the back. She stopped when she spotted the waters and grabbed four of the cheapest ones. She closed the door of the refrigerator and walked down the third isle, of the all to familiar store. She stopped when she reached the chips and grabbed two large bags of lays original and two bags of lays BBQ. She held all of her things in her arms as she walked to the register. She set the chips and waters on the counter. The man behind the counter smiled at Wintent and asked. "Will this be all for you today, Ma'am?" Wintent just nodded waiting for him to finish ringing up the last of the waters. Once he finished he told her her total, $12.93. She grabbed the wallet from her pocket and pulled out a ten and a five, she tapped her foot impatiantly as she waited for her change. The man handed her two doller bills, a nickle and two pennies. She put the money in the wallet and shoved the wallet in her back pocket grabbing the plastic bags that held what she had purchased and walked out of the store.
 
"What did you say when you first grew wings?" said Mathew angrily. He couldn't really remember why he was angry, he just was.
"Well, after the shocked swearing there were some exclamations of delight. And stuff like, 'Oh my God! I have wings! I can fly!' And then I realized that I had to keep it a secret. But now I know there's not just me! Now I'm really curious! I mean, we don't have the same powers! Who else is out there? What else is out there? For all we know, we all have powers and none of us think anybody else does, so we all keep it a secret! And how are we like this? Is it genetic? Some kind of mutation? Aliens? Are you telling me you're not curious?"
 
((Yeah, yeah. I'm on it))

Blake shrugged. "But the darkness," he grinned. "I like it. It's kind of like a part of me, if I don't sound crazy saying that." A bit of darkness was swirling around his finger like a tendril of smoke.
Marissa raised one eyebrow, but kept her mouth shut. she did not want to tick him off. "Are we almost there?" she asked. Lucy kept barking at the moving weeds as she walked.
 
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