forum Double Lives [Dead]

Started May 02, 2018 by @Imperfect_Autumn group

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"Coffee?" Blaine offered Ivy, motioning to the still-half-full pot.

"Have any classes today?" shade asked her attempting to be polite.

"I don't drink coffee, and I was planning on going to my SS class later, not really in the mood for school," Ivy said to the girls.

"Neither am I," Shade shrugged, "But hey I lucked out today is the day I have one class in the late afternoon.

Cyrus gave a slight chuckle at the barrage of questions and shook his head slowly. “No, I should be fine in a bit. Must have eating something with meat in it accidentally while I was out last night,” he said, picking at one of his nails as he took a seat at the table.

Name: Teresa Ward
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Role: antihero/vigilante
Power(s): Shapeshifting
Sexuality: Panromantic
Appearance: Inky black hair, dark-ish skin, black eyes. Of Native American descent, but she doesn’t consider herself one because she has basically no connection to the culture.
Personality: Like… kind of the loud, flirtatious one? If you were to describe her all tumblresque, it’d be like drunk make out sessions, red lipstick, neon lights in bars.
Wears: idk
Other: Superhero name is Sagittarius because she managed to figure out how to shift into a centaur

Name: Thomas Nguyen
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Role: Hero
Power(s): Telekinesis
Sexuality: Straight
Appearance: Dark hair, dark eyes, not pale but not tan either. Korean.
Personality: develop
Wears: stuff
Other: Superhero name is Fiddler for no real reason. He likes to leave the villains confused like “why is ur name fiddler that has nothing to do with u??”

Blaine sipped on her coffee, then almost spit out her coffee as she suddenly remembered the bruise on her jaw. She hoped that the makeup hadn't come off during the night, as she hadn't thought to check on it when she woke up.

"You have an upset stomach?" Felix leaned in, looking up and down at Cyrus's body with a frown. He brightened up, a smile appearing once more, "My grandma had a soup for that!" he rifled through the kitchen cupboards, muttering to himself.
"No ginger…..chicken….nutmeg…or rosemary? Why is there only junk food in these cabinets?"

"Something up Blaine?" Shade tried to hide the smirk on her face.

"Hm? Oh, no, it's nothing," Blaine said, taking another sip of her coffee as she tried to avoid further conversation.

Ivy started to tap on her thighs again, thinking to herself on what she needed to do.

//are my characters ok or do u want me to change anything?

"Okay," Shade paused for a second pretending to remember something, "Shoot! I forgot to an assignment due today!"

Cyrus nodded, taking a bite of the sandwich. He knew it normal food would never satisfy his ever growing hunger, but this would have to do. At least it tasted amazing.

Felix sat down at the table, writing down a grocery list of items on a notepad.
"What do you need? I'll get it for you. Food, clothes, notebooks, pens and pencils, anything?"

"You know Shade, you should really try and stay on top of your assignments," Ivy told Shade, putting her hair on the opposite shoulder.

"Not my fault," she shrugged.

“I’m fine, Felix. Just some pain medicine and some salad will be alright,” Cyrus said, knee bouncing, something he usually did when he was only half paying attention.

"Okay mal'chik volf." Felix reached over and ruffled Cyrus's hair.

(It means Wolf-boy)
(nickname)

Cyrus laughed a tad and batted Felix’s hand away, shaking his head. “Yeah, yeah,” he said with a grin.

(Felix is Russian and German)
Felix smirked and ruffled his own hair a bit, "Watch out mal'chik volf, if I don't ruffle your hair the ladies will be all over you." he winked, "And you need to be healthy before you have a fraulein with you."

(Cool)

“You’re crazy!” Cyrus exclaimed.

“I’m not looking for a woman at the moment anyways,” he continued, with a laugh. He knew it was a lie, but he didn’t really talk about those sort of things.

"But maybe your heart secretly is!" Felix pretended to swoon, "You could be on secret quest of love! I hear there's a party tonight. You should go. Wait, no you shouldn't." he stood up from the table, "You're too sick. You should rest."