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Post by seba on Apr 8, 2009 13:32:22 GMT -5
March 28, 2009
What happened to Garrett's life? Everything seemed to have went from good to bad. Not completely but it seemed that way. The bad well...disbanded. There sound wasn't as good as it used to be. Walking into the old recording studio they used to practice at he sighed. As he began to strum on his gutair Garrett closed his eyes. Remembering all the good things and such.
But he strongly didn't feel like mourning at this moment. He had a song in his head almost, but couldn't get it out. He set the gutair on the ground before pulling the notepad from the mixing board. Tapping the pen against his leg his eyes look around.
He was getting mad hat he wasn't coming up with anything as he hands glowed white and organe. The paper and pen began to melt from the radiation before he just threw it at the wall. Who was he kidding he needed the rest of the bad.
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Post by stephenadams on Apr 8, 2009 13:51:37 GMT -5
Stephen had tried for the past two months to control his hunger, to cut cold turkey, he had decided it would be best to listen to Ryan and try and help people again, like he did before he had been in the plane. He had tried to ignore all the dreams he had of people with powers but it was getting overwhelming. He had even teleported himself as war away from civilization as possible.
Stephen had tried to control his hunger, but it had grown stronger every day and last night he had had a dream of a man with a very powerful ability. That was why he found himself in a studio, with his fire ring.
Stephen quickly found the man, who seemed to be attempting to write a song or something, though he didn't seem to be doing well because he melted the pad and paper and threw them at a wall.
"Interesting ability you've got there." Stephen said, igniting his hands with blue flame, he had been practicing the abilities he had, trying to prove to himself he was powerful enough to save the world as he was, but the lust for power was still strong.
Stephen show an arc of fire at the man, curious to see if he would be able to survive it, for some reason he liked to see the ability in action before he took it.
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Post by seba on Apr 8, 2009 14:40:55 GMT -5
Garrett had no idea someone came into the room until he turned around to see fire coming around him. He didn't know what was happening but he did know hot to counter it. As his body began to heat up and radiate with enough force until he exploded. Not literally into chunks or pieces but a controlled explosion around the room he didn't want to destroy the whole building. Unless it came down to that but not now.
The flames burned out with the explosion which was just made up of heat and radiation the room itself. Not much of a story for survival it wasn't meant to handle a nuclear explosion. The room was scorched, "no who the Hell attacked me?" Garrett said not usually a violent person, but the other person drove him into this violence.
His hands once more began to glow orange and white he wanted to prepare his self this time.
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Post by stephenadams on Apr 8, 2009 17:07:31 GMT -5
Stephen jumped back as his prey made an explosion. Stephen smiled at how powerful this ability was, it would definetly be useful if he had to fight multiple people.
"I attacked you." Stephen said, raising his hand. While he did that he flicked his hand, using telekinesis to try and throw the man into a wall.
"I can't wait to see how your power works." Stephen said as he teleported toward the man.
Stephen couldn't wait to see just exactly how this ability worked, no matter how much he fought agains tthe urge. He just had to have the ability, it didn't matter if it was some random innocent person. His hunger only had one requirement for Stephen to not want to kill someone, and that was if they didn't have an ability.
"God I hate myself." Stephen said aloud.
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Post by seba on Apr 9, 2009 9:46:04 GMT -5
Garrett looked at the kid, a kid was attacking him. Now that was just bad he couldn't possbily kill a kid. Shockingly he was forced backwards into a wall. The kid then teleported in front of him he tried to move but couldn't. His voice was strained, "How my powers work?" he question still trying to detach his self from the wall.
"What the Hell do you want?" Garrett demanded to know. His body once more began to glow not just his hands this time. He was ready to blow up!
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Post by stephenadams on Apr 9, 2009 9:52:16 GMT -5
Stephen looked as his prey was about to explode. He didn't have Claire's ability so he might not be able to survive if the man exploded that close to him.
Stephen began to try and push thoughts into the man, trying to make him think that he shouldn't blow up, that he might mess up and kill a lot of innocent people.
As he did that, he raised his hand and, using telekinesis, began to try and cut the man's head open.
Stephen was no longer thinking about how evil he was, he hunger was to excited for him to think of anything but taking the ability. He would probably hate himself later though.
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Post by seba on Apr 9, 2009 10:19:02 GMT -5
His glow began to dim a little as his mind seemed to change. I can't explode too many people in here and I might kill them. he thought feeling slight guilt for being so selfish. How could he take out everyone just to kill one person. Then he felt a sharp pain strike against his forehead. He let out a loud scream. Blood began to leak from his forehead.
The pain was too much as he forced his eyes closed then tried to force his self off the wall. But couldn't opening his eyes he then realized it was too late. The cut made its way all th eway to the back of his head. His scream soon ceased and head bowed down. Garrett was pretty much dead.
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Post by stephenadams on Apr 9, 2009 10:36:22 GMT -5
(OOC: I'm guessing this is going to be the last post?)
Stephen flipped the body onto the floor and removed the the top of the head. He then procceded to examine the brain. He had done this twice before so he soon found the part of his brain that held the ability. He pulled it out of the brain and examined it. He felt his brain prickle a bit as his brain fixed itself so that he had the ability.
Stephen looked around to make sure no one was looking before he used his fire ability to set the body alight. This way it would be much harder for someone to find his finger prints on the man's head.
Stephen then teleported to his little campsite, which was in the middle of nowhere, so that he could train with this ability, he would feel regret soon, but he would still use the power, hoping that now he had enough abiltiies.
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