forum Creativity is a crime rp, anyone?

Started March 16, 2018 by @SabMatt

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Micah sprinted down the sidewalk, looking left and right to see if he could fine Marco and Phoebe. He didn't even know if Amber and Victoria were following him; they probably lost him. He hadn't spotted the police yet, which was good. His "disguise" wasn't great and if someone found him, they were going to figure out what he was doing.

(so Mariko and Micah bump into each other)

(Yup. I have to leave again in a few minutes so she doesn't have to)

(so Mariko and Micah bump into each other)

(Yup. I have to leave again in a few minutes so she doesn't have to)

awww

Mariko remembered what her aunt had told her, When on the run, act like you belong. So Mariko kept her chin up, looked straight ahead, and hoped her false display of confidence would last until she reached the place.

Phoebe scrubbed her brow. “Copernicus Flaute, I think.”, she replied.

Marco huffed, "that guy's an idiot."

Phoebe brushed a strand of hair out of her face. “Understatement of the year.”, she muttered, ignoring the acute pain in her ankle.

Marco creates an ice cube, "here." he hands it to Phoebe, "put this on your tally."

(I need to go again! Sorry!)

“Thanks.”, Phoebe said gratefully, bending down to trap it under her sock. “How do your powers work?”, she asked curiously.

(Alright.)
Marco shrugged, "I was born with them. I feel like Elsa and or Jack Frost." He laughed. "I picture what I want in my head, then a cold surge runs through my body and boom. The thing that I pictured appears in my hands."

Micah was running out of breath; he wasn't the most athletic person. He stopped and leaned against the wall of a nearby building, letting his slight headache pass.