by Ravenflight » Fri Jan 02, 2015 1:47 pm
by Kengran » Fri Jan 02, 2015 2:34 pm
by Videssos » Fri Jan 02, 2015 6:24 pm
by United American Lands » Fri Jan 02, 2015 7:54 pm
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by Psycentric » Fri Jan 02, 2015 9:28 pm
by The New Byzantine » Fri Jan 02, 2015 10:50 pm
Kumbhalgarh wrote:"Shwetang teleported out of the car. He teleported behind of the teacher, and poked a stick into his/her butt, and then Shwetang teleported back." - Kumbhalgarh in Solence RP
by United American Lands » Fri Jan 02, 2015 11:02 pm
by The New Byzantine » Fri Jan 02, 2015 11:17 pm
Kumbhalgarh wrote:"Shwetang teleported out of the car. He teleported behind of the teacher, and poked a stick into his/her butt, and then Shwetang teleported back." - Kumbhalgarh in Solence RP
by Kumbhalgarh » Sat Jan 03, 2015 12:14 am
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by Ravenflight » Sat Jan 03, 2015 9:13 am
The New Byzantine wrote:Meanwhile in the car, Aleksander said on his mind, "Damn, I cant take this cold anymore, I must unleash my Pyrokinesis powers but I cant, someone will burn here to death." and then Aleksander uses his 'Heat Regeneration' in order to keep the cold out of his body and Aleksander said on his mind, "I hope nobody notices that." and then Aleksander decides to turn on his iPhone and then he grabs his earphones, attached it to the hole and then Aleksander presses a music which is a category from the 'Russian Love Songs' and then Aleksander feeled the song and then Aleksander was thinking about his crush saying "Goodbye Aleks!", he keeps thinking about that.
by Kengran » Sat Jan 03, 2015 9:17 am
Bunkeranlage wrote:Down the stairs he went. Alexander Gruzinsky, the young Russian gentleman, whom many lauded for his "exceptional perceptive skills" and his ability to predict every situation in the near future.
In reality, however, this ESP was an enormous pain in the arse. Maria Pavlovna Gruzinsky herself was unaware of her son's special abilities, and with his entire circle of friends skeptical of the existence of such power, Alexander felt… alone. Nobody to share his experiences with, nobody to talk to about his premonitions and… that sense of meaninglessness…
There was just no more meaning to his life. Sure, Mikhail Yakovitch Azarov had been found, charged, imprisoned. The stolen money, however, was nowhere to be found. Azarov's basement was found to be stuffed to the brim with ketamine, and the money untraceable. All his mother's hard work earning money had gone down Azarov's hallucinatory drain.
Alexander's anger only led to more vivid and lucid encounters with the metaphysical. Every person he met was burning with a fiery aura, and the eyes that watched him in the night never ceased to gaze at him ominously, the villainous grey walls of his apartment fuelling their wicked passions.
No. This will never do.
The young Russian psychic was done with being ghost fodder.
A Swedish school had recently accepted him, with an enormous degree of enthusiasm, and Alexander grasped it immediately, seeing it as an excellent opportunity to destroy all traces of his old life and to finally crush the head of his serpentine memories. With nothing but a suitcase of clothes and an iPod Touch, Alexander Karlovitch Gruzinsky left for the snowy terrains of Sweden, using any means of transportation to get there.
He did not bother remembering the exact details of the journey. but what he did know was that he eventually wound up in a car, with two other students and two chaperones, being driven to the secret "base" that was to be their new school. "Solence", they called it. A place, he heard, filled with people with uncanny powers. That was all he knew.
"Should be interesting to get to know these other people, then", he said to himself. Turning to an Asian girl just next to him, he introduced himself, a little sheepishly. "Hello… I'm Alexander Gruzinsky. How about you?"
by The New Byzantine » Sat Jan 03, 2015 9:24 am
Ravenflight wrote:The New Byzantine wrote:Meanwhile in the car, Aleksander said on his mind, "Damn, I cant take this cold anymore, I must unleash my Pyrokinesis powers but I cant, someone will burn here to death." and then Aleksander uses his 'Heat Regeneration' in order to keep the cold out of his body and Aleksander said on his mind, "I hope nobody notices that." and then Aleksander decides to turn on his iPhone and then he grabs his earphones, attached it to the hole and then Aleksander presses a music which is a category from the 'Russian Love Songs' and then Aleksander feeled the song and then Aleksander was thinking about his crush saying "Goodbye Aleks!", he keeps thinking about that.
Brandon looks slightly worried and pulls his hoodie around him more. "Sooooo." He shivers trying to make mild conservation. "Where are you to from?" He smiles a little looking at the boy and girl sat opposite of him. "And do you know what they do here?" He half mumbles confused himself what the hell was going on and why the fuck was he dragged out to his horrible place
Kumbhalgarh wrote:"Shwetang teleported out of the car. He teleported behind of the teacher, and poked a stick into his/her butt, and then Shwetang teleported back." - Kumbhalgarh in Solence RP
by Lolita Lotus » Sat Jan 03, 2015 10:07 am
Videssos wrote:Julius smiled faintly, his lone crimson eye idly moving to take in the other occupants of the car. As always, his hair covered where his left eye would have been, a memento of sorts from a past event rarely spoken of. The white haired German occultist noticed the other two, one a boring fellow named Shwetang, and the other a dark haired girl named Findabhair Faolan, no doubt originating from Éire.
He himself was dressed in clothing that seemed slightly old fashioned yet no less fashionable, with a sword cane the handle of which one hand rested, whilst atop his left shoulder was sat a creepy looking doll. In his free hand Julius had a large lollipop, which he licked distractedly as he was currently torn between talking to one of the others, or going off on a mental journey to pass the the time in the car. Though he'd also been thinking of possibly trolling them, which might be fun, though the girl seemed a bit untalkative. Such was his quandary, though Julius was sure he would soon make his move...
Kumbhalgarh wrote:Shwetang fiddled with his Aries Locket as he followed the others Outside. Oh He was excited to go to Solence. Shwetang was a 16 year old boy of Spanish Descent. He had brown skin, a muscular body, and black hair. He picked up his Luggage, and learnt that they were to go in a car with each other till the Academy. "I guess it'll be something to remember" said Shwetang as he picked up his bag, and headed towards his assigned car. Shwetang's Dad was waving him goodbye, as the Handsome Shwetang waved back. Shwetang had an extremely handsome face, but he was a kind lad. He got into the car, and put his bags in the Trunk. He buckled up, and looked around. "Anyone want some Carrots?" Shwetang was dressed like a superstar. He had Black Jeans, A Light Blue Overcoat with a red scarf around his neck. He also had sunglasses.
by Kumbhalgarh » Sat Jan 03, 2015 10:11 am
by Ravenflight » Sat Jan 03, 2015 10:14 am
The New Byzantine wrote:Ravenflight wrote:
Brandon looks slightly worried and pulls his hoodie around him more. "Sooooo." He shivers trying to make mild conservation. "Where are you to from?" He smiles a little looking at the boy and girl sat opposite of him. "And do you know what they do here?" He half mumbles confused himself what the hell was going on and why the fuck was he dragged out to his horrible place
As Brandon speak, he stops thinking about his crush and he said in a confused way, "Eh..what?" and then he shake his head and Aleks said, "Oh, I'm from St. Petersburg, whole of people there knows me since I'm popular there, not a celebrity, okay?" and as the boy said, 'And what do you know what they do here?', Aleks said, "What?" and then as Brandon mumbles himself, Aleks said, "Yo, are you alright? By the way I'm Aleksander Koslov, you can call me Aleks." And then Aleks waits for Brandon's response.
by Ravenflight » Sat Jan 03, 2015 10:16 am
by The New Byzantine » Sat Jan 03, 2015 10:18 am
Ravenflight wrote:The New Byzantine wrote:
As Brandon speak, he stops thinking about his crush and he said in a confused way, "Eh..what?" and then he shake his head and Aleks said, "Oh, I'm from St. Petersburg, whole of people there knows me since I'm popular there, not a celebrity, okay?" and as the boy said, 'And what do you know what they do here?', Aleks said, "What?" and then as Brandon mumbles himself, Aleks said, "Yo, are you alright? By the way I'm Aleksander Koslov, you can call me Aleks." And then Aleks waits for Brandon's response.
Brandon slowly looks out the window and smiles. "You know I thought Russians would be more humble." He frowns. "You know losing to The West and all." He places a hand on his sword. "I'm sure it will be a pleasure working with you Mr Koslov." He says smiling at him then turning back to the window.
Kumbhalgarh wrote:"Shwetang teleported out of the car. He teleported behind of the teacher, and poked a stick into his/her butt, and then Shwetang teleported back." - Kumbhalgarh in Solence RP
by The New Byzantine » Sat Jan 03, 2015 10:19 am
Ravenflight wrote:Slowly one by one the car's windows black out as they drive through some sort of tunnel. The Air presser around everyone changes like a plan about to land. "Please stay seated." All teachers say one by one as the windows go out. "We will be arriving shortly."
Kumbhalgarh wrote:"Shwetang teleported out of the car. He teleported behind of the teacher, and poked a stick into his/her butt, and then Shwetang teleported back." - Kumbhalgarh in Solence RP
by Kumbhalgarh » Sat Jan 03, 2015 10:21 am
by Psycentric » Sat Jan 03, 2015 10:23 am
United American Lands wrote:Johnny was focused on the outside: the snow, the people, and the future. He was so entranced he didn't notice the girl so close to him, just about to enter the car. He looked toward her and thought, "She must be Alyssa." The red, incredibly beautiful hair caught his eye. It was a great contrast the white which was everywhere. He also noticed her small stature. She was just about 5 ft. Tall. Another quite eye-catching thing was her paleness. She nearly blended into the cold, plain background.
Once she entered the car, Johnny looked away. He tried at least, but couldn't help but to glimpse at Alyssa every now and again. His mind was stuck on the appearance of this girl, but then he remembered that this girl had some power. This girl had some ability, a supernatural strength, something Johnny didn't have. It wasn't envy Johnny felt, but fear. He felt fear and wonder. He was afraid of the power these students had, but also wondered of the power they had.
by Ravenflight » Sat Jan 03, 2015 10:24 am
The New Byzantine wrote:Ravenflight wrote:Brandon slowly looks out the window and smiles. "You know I thought Russians would be more humble." He frowns. "You know losing to The West and all." He places a hand on his sword. "I'm sure it will be a pleasure working with you Mr Koslov." He says smiling at him then turning back to the window.
"Well, some Russians aren't quite humble." Aleks said. "The West said it is a wonderful place there but they are just some damn imperialists, if your from America, I'm sorry from criticizing or insulting your nation but they are damn imperialists." and then Aleks looks at your sword and he said, "What a nice sword you got there, comrade." and then Aleksander said, "Hmm, allies, sure..by the way what's your name?" Aleks asked his name after that.
by Lolita Lotus » Sat Jan 03, 2015 10:27 am
Kumbhalgarh wrote:Shwetang tried to talk to the girl sitting next to him. "So where are you, from?" "I know it might seem weird, that I am acting like this, but I am kinda nevrous." Said Shwetang.
by Kumbhalgarh » Sat Jan 03, 2015 10:31 am
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