Of Bots and Men (RP/STORY)

Mark: completely oblivious to the events unfolding, he walks back to his home.

 

Snow
16

Bio: Shy, sweet, Loyal, Is Arktums little sister caught with him by the T.H.M's. Her power unlike her Brother is Pacifist but she has more control over it

Power: Can Touch any object and see its past present and future, but she has to live in every vision, meaning if the object is destroyed she has to experience the pain, a very draining experience. Her skills are hiding and being resistant to mind games. Is also very flexible.

Extra: Her power she inherited from her Mother who could also see Humans Past presents and Futures but Snow has not developed it enough to see a Humans Life. Only Objects. When tired or weak anything she touches she will have to see its life and that will make her even more tired till the point of a deathly exhaustion

 

Patrick:

-sees artisa, and runs to go help her- Hold on!

 

*arisa*

 

Skye:
*leaves the safety of her home and heads into the woods for a calming walk*

 

Snow:-traces circles in the air in my cell resting my head on the wall, staring out of a tiny cell up at the sky longingly-

 

Cole: -resting his head on the pillow eating pop corn-

 

Snow:-stands up and looks out of the bars on my cell at down trying to see if I can see big brother or not.... Licking my dry lips looking down to see if maybe they are bringing water-

 

Skye:
*Sings to her music under her breath, looking up at the sky* There has to be people out there that have a gift like me. People who are scared like me.

 

Cole: -listening to music-this place has become boring as of lately

 

Skye:
*Sighs* At least being out here alone means you're not putting anyone in danger. Your family are safe without you.

 

Cole: -walks out his cell heading out of the prison talking to a guard-I will come back in a bit-heads into the woods-

 

Mark: sits down again, deciding he doesnt want to go back.

 

Skye:
*Sits under a tree, turning her music up to full volume*

 

Snow-steps out and looks at Arktum smiling slightly and then flinches when my foot touches the floor, hungry and a little dehydrated, getting a flash of the stone in the earth then gasps as sharp metals attack it and cut it shaping it and I whimper as hard feet stomp across it to relaxing as wind blows on it in an empty place and Gasps as soon the wind grows into a burning pain feeling the stone turn into dust-

 

Cole: -goes deeper into the woods-