Character Creator

[Witchy]

OMG IT'S AMAZING!
I go to a performing arts school and it's so amazing. It goes against what everyone says about Highschool 8u8

[Blood Bone and Muscle]

Lucky, I feel the greenness of jealousy already. Here's so bland with nowhere to go like the wall of a pit frigid in icy tendrils meant for the Arctic undertow and not a place worth living. And you? How's the South... well anything' south from here. What kind of things does a performing arts school does?

[Witchy]

I don't live in the south anymore.
Well it's south to where you live but I live in Pensylvania. It was so freakin cold. Hey! I have a bone to pick with you! What's up with sending us the artic weather D:< lol

[Blood Bone and Muscle]

You're near the coast. Atlantic or not it's still nice and still south from here.
Than again, Texas was having snow this year. Not something I liked a bit. If you go up a ways in the Arizona mountains, barely hills and you're already hitting white. Kids were sledding, it's less of a winter wonderland than here but it's a desert, what-dya expect?

Mm, no Arctic weather would be nice. You've got me dreaming about it. Rain would be nice, honest to sky, rain.

[Witchy]

Artic weather is evil. I hate winter >o<

My school is by a river 8-8 every morning i have to walk against the breeze and my face freezes

[Blood Bone and Muscle]

Oh, same and than my eyes water like a particularly miserables violin solo just grated down a frozen onion in the breeze. Darn them violinists.

[Witchy]

Darned violinists. Stuck up pricks thinking their better than everyone...

Heh. First world orchestra problems...

[Blood Bone and Muscle]

Could you imagine? :D It'd be an act to the apocalypse. Who am I kidding... we should get this story rolling. I'm happy for you, that you're able to feel so good about school and not feel overwhelmed. It must be a gift.

[Witchy]

Danke ^^
Where do you wanna start? Where is Le Gambutt lol

[Blood Bone and Muscle]

I'm sure he loves that name... Real original. XD An' he deserves it too.

Well, he went from the infirmary to the Danger room, searching for any form of life--one person in particular but that's not what matters, he repeats to himself.

Especially, the people in the place don't seem to hear any of the new people one bit. They're all frozen talking to each other. If you just came from the outside like all our active characters have, you'll find that they can only speak to each other.

[Witchy]

o.o' sounds inviting

[Blood Bone and Muscle]

Yeah, well if you read that last three-four pages of the infirmary, poor Gumbo walked in on Nightcrawler trying to bring a dead person back to life. The girl's heart stopped beating and from there... well, the eyes on the game began to pick out what was going so wrong.

The girl had been gouged from outside in and yet she was barely breathing. The weirdest part of all came with the lack of response this brought from the others in the room, in fact, they all just ignored them. Believe me, a furry elf, a mutant Casanova and daughter of Wolverine aren't used to being ignored.

Mostly, we're trying to explain the vacancy of this group and making it into a plot.

[Witchy]

Should I try to invite my friends?

[Blood Bone and Muscle]

Yes, absolument. Anything's fine. The group may not even work out. *shrugs*

[Mutantgirl36]

Gambutt... I like it!!!!! Hahahahaha!!!!!!!

[Blood Bone and Muscle]

[Witchy]

Mutantgirl36 wrote: "Gambutt... I like it!!!!! Hahahahaha!!!!!!!"

danke

[Blood Bone and Muscle]

^u^ Wah, so, what shall vee do? I bored like metal plank.

[Mutantgirl36]

He will NEVER hear the end of that

[Blood Bone and Muscle]

He doesn't want to, he doesn't even like the 'Gambit' name even if it fits him right.

[Witchy]

GAMBUTT GAMBUTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT

[Blood Bone and Muscle]

Other people named him. *shrugs* Anyway, got some of dat roleplayin' to do but not know what to aim for is bein quite de liability.

[Witchy]

im in a pawfectly purrfect mood! i would love to role play right nya

[Blood Bone and Muscle]

Don't tell me signorita? Homestuck refrence, nya? *adjusts sombrero* Nepta?

Okay, we got here? Someting dat could be affecting all mutants or everyone on earth or maybe just the X-Men family? What's it gonna be.

We should line up the names of every link of person or object that keeps are character alive and their past friends, and their friends pas friends. We need to start sometin' here.

[Witchy]

purrfect, Blood Bone and Meowscle!

[Blood Bone and Muscle]

Seriously. TT_TT Nah, I'm bored. It's bringing me tears but no motivation. What is this?

[Witchy]

whats what? ^^ you mean this purrcade fur my emeowtional purrmeowail that im purrently in? its nothing really~

[Blood Bone and Muscle]

I can't even read, looks greek, can't read. *Brain shortwires*

[Witchy]

ah nyo!
*facade
*for
*emotional
* turmoil
*currently

[Blood Bone and Muscle]

I'm sorry, I don't speak cat. Not like Nepta anyhow. <--I remember her name from last year, Juliet tried to make me guess the homestuck character names. It was like a game of 20 questions.

Anywho, Something has to happen.

What kind of scene do you want to write? Do you want your character found? Do you want Xavier's mansion to blow up?

[Witchy]

I want Gambutt and Eric to get in a fight >83

[Blood Bone and Muscle]

... I need a real fear for Gambit to make that work. Plus I have something against blowing up little kids.

If you want a fight, attack him in the Danger Room, he won't see it coming plus the place is on full right now so they'll have lazers and bricks to dodge. Giant Decepticons, the whole bit. Let's just promise to make it interesting and also, make sure you have a reason for the freak fighting.

If Eric has a sister for example, or something against Louisiana. Let's just say, Gambit's been everywhere and really not in this theifs favor.

[Blood Bone and Muscle]

If it comes down to a mutant fight more than a fist fight, know that Gambit is easily haunted but he runs away from every time he makes a mistake. Another things is there was this woman he loved... he sort of killed her brother--on their wedding day. And she's an assassin from a rival family...

[Witchy]

Aye aye capp!!!!!!!!!!!

[Blood Bone and Muscle]

How about we just write, we'll figure it out. ^^'

[Witchy]

Dun ouo

[Blood Bone and Muscle]

Your expression~

And now I feel too tired to write back. Oh well, let's see...

[Witchy]

*ded*
Lol

[Witchy]

Iiiii think you might like my post

[Blood Bone and Muscle]

I think you might like this music: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7B7oBn...

And I did like your post ^^ It's all depending on the turn out.

[Witchy]

I do very mich like the music!

[Argan]

There's a lot of spamming...

[Blood Bone and Muscle]

Yeah, well we have to make up for all the people who aren't here, don't we?

[Argan]

Makes since, I guess. I'll have my character up its bit. (Though since I didn't see an outline, I'm not sure if it's what's wanted)

[Blood Bone and Muscle]

Perfect, I'm looking forward to seeing it. It gets so quiet here. We need to bring some colour.

[Argan]

Name: Gwenivere Lance
Age: 17
Codename: Monet
Look: http://www.chromeposter.com/wp-conten...
Power: Whatever she paints with blood can come to life
Weakness: All the weaknesses of a normal human, and the amount of water and quality of the blood-paint effects the strength of her power.
History: On their way to an art show, Gwenivere and her dad (a rich art collector) got in a car crash. Her power was discovered after she drew a plush heart in her blood. He was D.O.A. but Gwenivere lived.
Three years before that, Gwenivere's mother died of a rare blood disorder leaving her daughter orphaned after Rick Lance died. Gwenivere was shuffled from foster home to foster home until she heard about a school for mutants and ran away.
Other: She has a set of blood mixed ink that she usually uses

[Blood Bone and Muscle]

I like it. I wonder if her mother's death has anything to do with the blood within Gwenivere.

[Argan]

Smart, I actually planed that for a back story.

[Blood Bone and Muscle]

It would add angst to an already braking world. She could have been blamed for her mother's murder and lived with that on her shoulders in secret.

[Argan]

Blamed herself, after she found out about her power