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Omnia OFFLINE   Forum Posts: 129 |
Posted: Sat, 01/11/2014 10:48 (10 Years ago) |
Title: This is probably a silly question, but I'll ask anyway.[Read more] |
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Omnia OFFLINE Forum Posts: 129 |
Posted: Sat, 01/11/2014 04:59 (10 Years ago) |
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Omnia OFFLINE Forum Posts: 129 |
Posted: Fri, 31/10/2014 18:06 (10 Years ago) |
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Mattie pulled off her boots, placing them in her lap. She concentrated, then splayed her hands over the boots. Black dots danced across her vision, and she started to feel nauseous. Standing up and knocking her boots to the floor, she ran to the bathroom, barely making it to the toilet after pulling her hair up. She supposed she threw up around four times before she found herself leaning against the wall, panting heavily. She managed to haul herself up, quickly gargle that awful taste of bile out of her mouth, and drag her bare feet back into the room. She examined her boots again with shaky hands. They were completely fixed. Mattie slipped her boots on, enjoying the familiar comfort they brought to her. "I'm all set," She said, her voice sounding much weaker than usual. [Read more] |
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Omnia OFFLINE Forum Posts: 129 |
Posted: Fri, 31/10/2014 16:30 (10 Years ago) |
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Mattie tilted her head in confusion, reaching down to unzip her bag. "To be honest? I was too annoyed when the social services agent gave me it." "I think the glare you gave her was really subtle," Metis snickered. Once again ignoring her inner psycho witch, Mattie felt around her bag for the crisp, white envelope she had been given. Keeping up with Bellatrix's pace, she unsealed the envelope and took out two pieces of paper. Upon unfolding these revealed a hastily scrawled map of the academy and her room number. "Oh...I've been assigned to R24," Mattie said in surprise. The irony of it all, her middle name being Reverie and 24 being her old room number at the orphanage. The universe played such cruel jokes indeed. "Wonder why they gave me a map," Mattie thought. "Because all the bathrooms being circled in bright red marker is totally not a clue," Metis drawled. "Are you saying that they're afraid of me vomiting all over the place?" Mattie demanded. "They know you throw up at the slightest miscalculation of power. They probably do think that, yes. Now that I think of it, yes, they do think that," Metis stated, amused. "You are no help to my self-esteem," Mattie grumbled. "Honey, it's not my job to do that," Metis cooed. "Didn't I send you away?" Mattie growled in irritation. "It was boring." "How could you possibly get bored in less than five seconds?" "Mortals," Metis stated it as if it was the most horrible insult she could muster. [I have literally no idea how the room number system goes so I'll just edit this if needed ._.] [Edited because I literally forgot Mattie just sent her away a post ago.] [Read more] |
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Omnia OFFLINE Forum Posts: 129 |
Posted: Thu, 30/10/2014 12:53 (10 Years ago) |
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"Are you two going to exchange life stories now?" Metis asked, sarcasm dripping from every word. "Just go back to sleep, Metis. I'll wake you up in case someone tries to kill us," Mattie matched her alter-ego's sarcasm perfectly. "Try not to die before I can find another suitable mortal host," Metis grumbled. Matilda felt Metis' consciousness fade away from her brain. Score, that was at least two hours of freedom from a century old evil witch breathing down her neck. [Read more] |
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Omnia OFFLINE Forum Posts: 129 |
Posted: Thu, 30/10/2014 09:03 (10 Years ago) |
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"I don't hate you though, Mattie," Metis said. "Yeah. You tolerate me, which in my book, is just as bad," Mattie retorted. A sharp pain flared in her leg, and Mattie nearly fell. She inhaled deeply, trying not to make any noise. "Mattie?" "Aftershock. Stupid leg still hasn't healed," Mattie mumbled, testing her leg. "I told you to ask for a doctor," Metis chided. "You of all people know doctors haven't got a clue how to fix this kind of wound," Mattie said angrily. Metis fell silent as Mattie followed Bellatrix's footsteps. (I need to gooo for a while. so will pause here. :3) Edit: Done o-o [Read more] |
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Omnia OFFLINE Forum Posts: 129 |
Posted: Thu, 30/10/2014 08:40 (10 Years ago) |
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"You're a mortal, Mattie. It's natural for you to want friends," Metis spat the word "friends" as if it were poisonous. "Bellatrix's power, according to you, is life force absorption. I highly doubt she'll even talk to me when she finds out that she doesn't need to be at full strength to be able to snuff out my life," Mattie reminded her. Metis was silent for a moment. "I'd almost forgotten that mortals with powers like yours are so easily killed. Even the slightest touch from that girl will send you into a coma." "On that happy note, let's get to the lunchroom," Mattie muttered out loud. Completely forgetting that Bellatrix was touring her around, Mattie pressed a spot on the wall, splitting the wall into half with a soft hiss. Mattie froze, remembering, and let out a string of vehement Chinese curse words. "Language!" Metis scolded her. "It was your idea to go to China," Mattie countered. [Read more] |
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Omnia OFFLINE Forum Posts: 129 |
Posted: Thu, 30/10/2014 08:22 (10 Years ago) |
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Matilda studied the floor for a moment before answering, completely ignoring Metis. She decided to come clean. The principal knew why she had been sent here, and eventually the other students would too. No point in delaying the inevitable. "Thanks for the tip, I never really met any others. Only reason I ever knew about them was because of Metis. You could say she's my past life." Metis let out another groan. "I should have never have told you the truth." "You're not wishing you didn't tell me about the dragons?" Mattie asked. "No. The dragons are glorious and noble creatures. They didn't deserve to die out," Metis said firmly. Mattie pressed her left thumb and forefinger together behind her back, waiting for Bellatrix's reply. If she ended up being shunned here as well...then she had better teleport out there quick. "You're going to kill yourself if you channel all your energy to teleport. You aren't strong enough to do that," Metis said quietly. "Well, according to you, your brother's reincarnation will find us and kill us anyway," Matilda replied coldly. Metis remained silent as Matilda mentally counted. One. Two. Three. [Read more] |
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Omnia OFFLINE Forum Posts: 129 |
Posted: Thu, 30/10/2014 07:56 (10 Years ago) |
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"I heard that!" Metis shouted. Mattie ignored her and chose her words carefully. "All the time. It probably has something to do with my dragon accident in New York, though." "So much for choosing your words carefully," Metis grumbled. "It slipped out! And come on, the dragon I created destroyed like fifty million dollars worth of property. The government had to make up some story about terrorists disguising flying firebombs to make it look like a dragon," Matilda protested. "It also sent you into a month long coma, being the reason you were caught by the social services and shipped off to this isolated academy," Metis reminded her. "Oh, shush." [Read more] |
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Omnia OFFLINE Forum Posts: 129 |
Posted: Thu, 30/10/2014 07:40 (10 Years ago) |
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"Oh, by the way, I've memorized the building's blueprints," The aforementioned decided to inform Mattie. "Really? Can you do that memory thing then?" Mattie asked. "It's called a memory link, Mattie," Metis corrected with a sigh. "Here it comes, don't trip over your own feet again." Matilda couldn't help wincing as Metis' memory of the blueprints implanted itself in her brain. It took her brain a split second to process it, then register it to her memory, as if she had memorized the blueprints and not Metis. [Read more] |
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Omnia OFFLINE Forum Posts: 129 |
Posted: Thu, 30/10/2014 07:24 (10 Years ago) |
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Omnia OFFLINE Forum Posts: 129 |
Posted: Thu, 30/10/2014 07:13 (10 Years ago) |
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"Now why would you tell her that?" Metis asked. "Because it's true. You and your freaking witch instincts make me kill every plant I touch," Matilda snapped. "You don't even like vegetables..." "I like trees. And fruit. "Oh. [Read more] |
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Omnia OFFLINE Forum Posts: 129 |
Posted: Thu, 30/10/2014 06:58 (10 Years ago) |
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Metis connected the dots for her. A rule she made for herself about no physical contact. Forgetting someone was there while she tried to headbutt a tree trunk. The shriveling leaves. Talking to herself. "Oh, wow. Mattie, I think this girl is probably one of the most dangerous students here," Metis calmly said. "What? How did you know?" Mattie asked, surprised. Metis had never taken interest in mortals, even the ones with powers. Mattie was baffled. "Life force absorbing. I haven't heard of anyone having a power like that since...what 1653?" Metis muttered, mostly to herself. The girl had remembered Matilda was there, and immediately apologized, her faced suddenly flushed. Matilda nodded, keeping her face stoic despite the blood. "Perfectly understandable," Mattie tilted her head. "You ought to change the subject now," Metis suddenly advised. "Uh, so which misunderstanding mortal decided to ship you here?" Mattie asked awkwardly. "That is the most stupid question I have ever heard in my life since my assistant Desmond asked why I didn't have a magic broomstick," Metis immediately declared. "It's not my fault I'm socially awkward!" Mattie scowled mentally. "Oh. Indeed. My apologies," Metis realized. [Read more] |
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Omnia OFFLINE Forum Posts: 129 |
Posted: Thu, 30/10/2014 06:25 (10 Years ago) |
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Matilda was fully aware this was the first time she had spoken to anyone about her powers, and that it was also the most words she had spoken to a complete stranger. The heck was going on with her? Her life motto was "No one needs you, isolation is key." But the girl's eyes reminded Mattie of herself so much. Mattie looked down at the shackles distastefully, then concentrated. Transmogrification was just energy converting into another form. The shackles dissolved into fine gold dust, floating to the ground. [Read more] |
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Omnia OFFLINE Forum Posts: 129 |
Posted: Thu, 30/10/2014 06:12 (10 Years ago) |
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You know those cartoons where one of the characters ties a rocket to their back and flies off to space? Matilda knew exactly how they felt now. It seemed that she had miscalculated on how fast her supercharged feet could go, and in less than five minutes she was close to the entrance of the academy. Her vision and hearing was a blur, and she could barely control her feet from leaving the rest of her body in the dust. Her watering eyes caught sight of the front doors, and she immediately forced her feet to stop. Matilda tumbled to a stop near the front steps, making clouds of dust billow all around her panting body lying on the ground. "...Maybe you should take the bicycle next time," Metis offered feebly. "No kidding," Mattie grumbled out loud, still gasping for breath. Her eyes stopped watering after a few moments, and eventually she managed to control her breathing enough to be able to sit up. The clouds of dust began to disperse, and Mattie caught sight of a dark haired girl in pigtails standing on the steps, avoiding the dust. Pale-skinned and with sad eyes, the girl looked very familiar to Mattie. That's when it struck her. The look in the girl's eyes...it was what Mattie saw in hers every time she looked in a mirror. "Well, you're in the right academy alright," Metis murmured. "What's that meant supposed to mean, Sabrina?" Mattie demanded. "You did not just call me that," Metis growled. Mattie ignored her, and struggled to her feet. "Morning," she greeted the dark-haired girl quietly. [Read more] |
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Omnia OFFLINE Forum Posts: 129 |
Posted: Thu, 30/10/2014 05:36 (10 Years ago) |
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What's "cookies" in your language? [Read more] |
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Omnia OFFLINE Forum Posts: 129 |
Posted: Thu, 30/10/2014 04:54 (10 Years ago) |
Title: I apologize if this is considered a long post.Real things were much easier for her to - for lack of a better word - summon. Imaginary things, were a trillion times more difficult. The white headband she always wore didn't just keep her hair in check; it kept her powers in check as well. Creating it had sent her into a two-week coma, and she had woken up with a raging fever. It was well worth it, however. She never lost control while she was wearing it. Never again would she accidentally hurt anyone again. Matilda shuddered. "No point in dwelling in the past, Mattie," she scolded herself mentally. "Seriously, Mattie? I go to sleep for a few hours, and you're already talking to yourself? Wow, didn't know you needed me that much," a groggy voice spoke in her mind. Mattie jumped in surprise. Metis was - once again, for lack of a better term - her other personality. Metis was Mattie, without her humanity, both literally and metaphorically. "What kind of academy are they shipping us off too, anyway?" Metis drawled. "It's an academy for people like us, apparently. Why are you asking me anyway? You're the thousand year old witch with the photographic memory and access to every bit of information in any kind of technology," Mattie said. "I'm a cursed thousand year old witch," Metis pointed out. "And you're carsick. Holy Hecate, you're so carsick even I can feel it." "Gee, I so needed a reminder," Mattie said, her stomach doing flips. Metis was about to reply when something in the car window caught Mattie's eye. A sign that read Academy - 1 mile. "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Metis snorted. "Please tell me you did not intend that pun." "I didn't. So what do you think?" Mattie persisted. Metis mentally shrugged. "I say you only live seven times, or whatever you mortals say these days." "We're humans. We only live once," Mattie pointed out. "This is no time to argue about the lifespans of mortals," Metis said. "Hate to say you're right," Mattie grumbled. Mattie leaned forward from her red velvet seat, her shackles clinking loudly as she moved. She'd almost forgotten that she was wearing the so-called power binding shackles. Metis had taken one look at it from Mattie's eyes, and immediately identified them as shackles that simply helped stabilize the wearer's haywire - pun not intended - powers. Humans, she had laughed. Didn't they realize binding powers like Matilda's was almost impossible? "Driver? I think I can walk from here," Mattie said, her somersaulting stomach making her voice quiver. Despite the fact that the driver's face wasn't facing her, Mattie could tell he was frowning. Reading people was like her second instinct ever since she discovered Metis in her body. "I was told to drive you to the gates, miss," The driver said. "I get carsick easily. I can walk the rest of the way," Mattie patiently replied though her stomach was not helping. The driver turned to glance at her, then quickly pulled to the side of the road. "Don't get into trouble. Academy's just straight ahead." Mattie grabbed her worn leather shoulder bag and clambered out of the car, her combat boots scraping against the gravel. The driver looked at her from inside the car. "I have three kids. One of them is like you, with those powers." "How is he now?" Mattie asked. "He ran away," The driver said darkly. Mattie swallowed the lump in her throat. "I'm sorry." The driver stared at her bitterly. "People like you always have to start out in life alone. Doesn't mean you'll be alone forever." Mattie's mouth went dry, and before she could come up with a reply, the driver raised his car window and drove off, leaving a dust trail. "Well, he was pretty okay with you walking. Probably doesn't want his car to get decorated by Unusual vomit," Metis muttered. "You always think the worst about people," Mattie said in a flat tone. "My own brother made several attempts on my life before finally placing this curse on me. And you wonder why I hate mortals," Metis shot back. Mattie blew a piece of her electric blue hair out of her face, and took in her surroundings. Trees obscured her view left and right, and the road seemed to go on for eternity. It was a cloudy day, so Mattie didn't need to worry about walking with the sun glaring down at her. The air seemed more cleaner than what she was used to, and she inhaled deeply, noting that she could still smell the smoke from the car. Mattie studied the gravel at her feet for a second before speaking to Metis.[/i] "Metis, calculations for how long we're going to be on the road if I walk?" "I don't even need calculations for that. Knowing you, you'd take a year," Metis said curtly. Mattie mentally glared daggers at her. "You know I don't like using my powers." "There is plenty of energy lying around. Or you can just create a bicycle using your own energy," Metis pointed out carelessly. Matilda bit back a retort. Metis wasn't human; she was bitter and cruel against mortals. She could care less about a few trees dying. Anger flooded Matilda, and her feet suddenly was charged with energy. Matilda frowned, feeling the buzz of power in her feet, yet she didn't feel sick. Best case scenario of creating something imaginary, Mattie would throw up a couple of times. Worst case scenario, she'd fall into a month long coma and wake up with pneumonia or some other sickness. "Metis? How come I don't feel sick?" Matilda asked, her anger dissipating. "I don't know," Metis replied, surprised. Metis never admitted she didn't know something. Mattie blinked in shock before quickly shrugging it off. She'd figure out what happened later, when she got to the academy. She took one step forward, and left a trail of dust behind her as her feet did fifty miles an hour, easy. 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Omnia OFFLINE Forum Posts: 129 |
Posted: Wed, 29/10/2014 08:43 (10 Years ago) |
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Username: AnnikaBlair Character Name: Matilda Haywire Have you previously attended the Academy?: [As in, were you in the first version of this roleplay?] Nope. I play PokeHeroes on and off, so must have missed it. Gender: Female Age: 13, almost 14 Ability[ies]: Matilda could be considered a psychic, though her powers extend to so much more. Illusions are her specialty, as they are the most harmless. Using her imagination, Matilda can make practically anything happen. Despite how much Matilda has practiced the aforementioned ability, it has proven limited, and often she needs more power from objects or other humans to do something big, like create a dragon out of thin air. Many a time her abilities have brought her to the verge of death. Appearance: Long electric blue hair kept in check with a blinding white headband. Her eyes are stormy blue that turn deep purple when using her powers. Her skin is pale and sickly-looking (most of the time she IS sick), and her frame is thin and frail. Slightly shorter than the girls of her age, Matilda gives off the air of someone concealing strength despite her sickly appearance. Matilda often wears worn out jeans and a black shirt with a silver cardigan on top. She occasionally dons black finger-less gloves, and always wears her silver combat boots. Personality: As Matilda/Beneath her quiet and shy demeanor lies a fiery temper that yearns to burn. As Metis/Metis is power-hungry, cunning, and unlike Matilda, enjoys having people's lives wrapped around her finger. History: Matilda has no memory of her parents, and was abandoned at an orphanage. She kept to the shadows most of the time, and eventually everyone in the orphanage forgot she even lived there. Caught taking a piece of bread from the larder by one of the orphans, Matilda was thought to be a thief. Angry and depressed that everyone had forgotten she existed, Matilda discovered her powers for the first time, burning down a portion of the forest near the orphanage accidentally. Her greatest fear confirmed, Matilda fled, taking her measly belongings with her. While on the run from the social services, Matilda discovered another horrifying thing: fire was easiest thing she could summon from her imagination. Terrified that she would do the one thing she hated the most, Matilda completely isolated herself from people, hiding out in abandoned buildings. The social services eventually caught her, and upon realizing that Matilda had a separate personality within her, shipped her off to the academy. Other: Has another personality called Metis. Metis is basically the larder that contains all of Matilda's evil. Instead of being one being with both good and evil, Matilda is either one, or the other. Fingers crossed Metis doesn't figure out that Matilda can create her an exact copy of Matilda's body with the powers. Or else. P.S. In case you need an antagonist, Metis is there. :3 [Read more] |