forum Superhero RP [Reboot // Private]

Started April 25, 2019 by @Imperfect_Autumn group

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technically for me, tomorrow is in thirty minutes. I need to go to sleep. But I can start whenever!

Oof. Okay. Lol

Fine by me. I'll stand by.

Thanks for understanding, guys!

I really hope this goes just as well as our last one.

Avery couldn’t think. Or see. Or hear. Or even feel anything…

Everything had gone from black (thank you, blindfold) and stuffy to ice cold and wet. She hadn’t been able to breathe for who knows how long, but then she was washed up on shore. She had coughed up water, still blindfolded, and then fallen into unconsciousness.

And now she was waking. Her feeling cane back slowly, along with her hearing and her thoughts. Maybe if she rubbed the side of her blindfold against the ground, whatever it was made of, it would get her blindfold off…

( You know there really is no reason for Kagiso to be from Botswana anymore. I just realized that. )
Kagiso gasped for breath and began to cough. Her lungs felt heavy and full, and her head felt like it had been smashed with a hammer. She couldn't see and began to claw at her face, realizing she had on a blindfold. Ripping it off, her vision flooded with light and she yelped in surprise.

Dylan's waking moments were slow, much slower than usual. His head hurt, his leg felt bruised, and his arm… well, it was there, but scraped all to hell. Actually, all of him was. It was made even worse by the fact that he was soaking wet, which just drove his terrible scrapes even further up the pain scale.

As slowly as he could without causing himself more injury, Dylan sat up and grabbed at his blindfold, sliding it over his nose and down around his neck.

Woah.

The walls of a small open cavern greeted him, with a low, jagged ceiling and smooth, uneven walls. Next to him, the river sat in its own bank, having favored one side of the cave.

"Hello?" He called out, his voice cracking slightly from pain.

(ah shit sorry for not responding, my schedule for notebook is really limited during the weekdays)

Amato was lying half in the water still, eyes shut and barely breathing. He looked half dead, to put it lightly, his dark hair in a small, disastrous mop across his face and rings glinting dully in the light. His blindfold had been cut off when he had run into the rock that had knocked him out, unnaturally dark blood still trickling ever so slowly from the gash close to his hairline, almost deep enough to add to the scar already there across his eye. His pendant was miraculously still around his neck, and it floated gently with the current of the water he was still submerged up to his chest in

"Hello?!" He called again, louder and more hoarse then before. His voice echoed down the cavern, accompanied by the sound of water rushing around his ankles. Wincing from pain, Dylan pulled himself out of the underground riverbank and flopped down onto stone floor.

Kagiso groaned and heaved herself forwards, gingerly crawling out of the water.
"Hello?" Someone called.
"Hello!" she called back. "Who's there?" She wasn't exactly sure if it was a good idea to reveal herself, but there wasn't really a choice.

Dylan shot uprght, then cursed loudly as his scrapes and wounds protested. Glancing around, he noted the girl crawling up out of the bank. She didn't appear to be fairing much better than he was. With the little effort he could safely give without pain, he began crawling towards her, taking care not to drag himself to much.

"Are you doing alright? Were you in that crash?"

Kagiso coughed and lay down on the cold stone floor when she was out of the water. Everything hurt, everywhere. She was just in pain.
"What… what? I remember nothing." she slurred, hoping her speech made sense. Why was her memory so fuzzy?

Dylan knelt next to the girl and chuckled slightly.
"You don't? Be thankful. I wouldn't want to remember either." He sighed and sat down, checking himself over twice, then looking over her to get a sense of how bad her damages were.
"Did you take a hit to the head? You've got a little blood back here…." He indicated with light taps.

Avery finally slipped the blindfold off and stared up at the sky, breathing heavily. At the sound of voices, she struggled to push herself up and glance around. As soon as she did, though, she coughed up water from the river they were nearby.

“Hello? Who else is here?” she called, her voice hoarse.

"Over here! We need a hand!" Dylan pressed his hand on the side of the girl's head, ignoring his own pain. He waved a hand in front of her face, "Hey, just stay awake, now. What's your name?"

Amato let out a soft groan as he began to gain consciousness as well, moving almost painfully slowly as he sat up. "Gods…" he muttered slowly, lightly dabbing at where he felt blood and wincing at the sting that he got from just touching the wound. He didn't get up yet, just stayed sitting up like he was in the water as he did his best to try and shake off the slowness from being knocked out

"My name?" she murmured. Why was concentrating on words so hard? Why was seeing so hard? Everything was murky like she was still underwater.
But then with a jolt, she heard something. It was loud, and yet it was quiet like a faded memory. A young boys voice, crying out into the unknown.
"Kagi!"
"Kagi?" she said. "My name is Kagi."
(That was her brother's nickname for her.)

Good, she's talking. Not dead, probably not crazy.

Dylan tried to put on a convincing smile, "Right, well, Kagi. You alright? Can you move? Walk?"

Glancing over his shoulder, he shouted again, "I could use a hand, please?"

Amato winced as he heard nearby yelling, and he slowly got to his feet as he began to stumble in the direction of the shouting. He was ready to just accidentally fall off a cliff at this point his head hurt so much, but he ignored it as he squinted through the blood that would occasionally try and slowly drip into his eye. "H…Hello?" he called out

"No no, no need for that. I'm okay," she mumbled. "I just hit my head."
Feebly, she stood up and took a few steps. Dizziness threated to overtake her, but she refused to let it. At the sound of Amato's voice, she stepped in his direction and called out.
"Who's there? Are you alright?"

(Hey, guys, sorry I was gone for a while. Hectic week last week, and then I was out of town over the weekend with slow cell service. I’ll try to reply faster now.)

Avery pushed herself to her feet, planting them on either side of herself so that she wouldn’t fall over. She was a little dizzy, probably from a combination of being spun around in the river and all the water she had swallowed. After coughing a little, she looked around before heading toward the sounds of voices. Whoever was there sounded like they needed help. Maybe they had been washed up in the wreck, too.

Amato could barely hear anything from the hit to his head, his ears still ringing as he walked. “Hello?” he tried again, this time louder as he stumbled, keeping himself braced on the cave wall as he went. He blinked a few more times, growling lowly to himself as he wiped blood off his face as best he could