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  • [justify]plot.
    The basic plot is similar to Spider-Man, with me being Peter and your character being his girlfriend of sorts. With everything that's happening, will the two be able to continue together, one force against the evil lurking in the shadows?


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    my form.


    Alright, I know the plots a hot rough bit I have a lot of muse for this topic. All I ask is you fill out the form, and are capable of posting a minimum of 3 paragraphs per post. If you have any ideas to make the plot better, say so!
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  • Kirsty || Amelia || Lahane
    "I'd rather be hated for who I am, than loved for who I am not."- Kurt Cobain
    Nickname: Kir
    Age: 16
    Personality:
    At first glance, Kirsty seems to be an aloof, distant individual who always keeps her cool. She takes great pride in herself which is why she feels irked when people try to put her down. Despite having a calm disposition, she can have a ferocious temper and tends to be impulsive, acting mainly on her instinct. Kirsty thinks with her heart rather than her head. She is also shown to be very courageous, always willing to save and protect her friends from danger but be careful Kirsty isn't that little girl in he corner she is also vigorous and highly competitive girl who loves to test her limits over what she can or cannot accomplish. With her strong attitude, her speed, and love for adventure. However, because of her competitive spirit, Kirsty is also very reckless and shows little concern for anyone that becomes a victim of her actions.


    -Short Tempered-
    Kirsty has an extreme Temper, It tends to take control over herself fully and she can't help it. She can be horribly spitefully and even dangerous in one of these moods. Kirsty is known for her short temper, as well as her violent streak, both of which she's been trying to get rid of since the dawn of time. She's been working to tone down her violence, lengthen her patience, she's tried so much but most of her attempts have failed. She's still easily wound up, she's still rather violent, even when she tries her best not to. She works to keep herself from hurting anyone, and often ends up crushing her knuckles on the nearest wall. At least she manages not to harm anything living.



    -Over Protective-
    Both of the people around her, and of herself. When an alarm is raised, she becomes very defensive and angry, her ready scorn coming into action and her eyes blazing with much anger. When a person she cares about is threatened, she goes into a blinded rage and ends up picking a fight with the tormentor, never caring whether her opponent is larger, or stronger, or more experienced. All common sense gets knocked out of her and is flushed down the drain. She just wants to protect them, to keep them safe... maybe does it a little too much. In a way, it's selfish, how she wants to protect them, just as much as it is selfless.


    -Playful-
    Even if she's 16 years old the girl loves to have fun. Playful fun, even if it involves water guns. Wherever she is, is where the fun is. If you are in need of some playfulness and brightening up someone, come to Kirsty. Because she will throw the most amazing parties and will put in come childish quirks. No one ever said you couldn't be childish on occasions. Having a two younger half brothers, has made her quite the playful one. Three words to describe her playful side; energetic, bubbly and down for anything.


    -Strong-Willed-
    Determined to whatever she does. She does not go down that easily. If she falls down seven times she will most definitely stand up eight. There's not a single thing out there that will stop her from doing what she wants to do. When Kirsty wants to do something she does it, no one can stop her from doing so. She will not let you ruin her dreams and if you try, it will only back fire on you and you will become her target.


    -Badass-
    Kirsty may be a sweet but she is also a badass. Provoke her to hurt you is a bad idea, because she will. Kirsty had been bullied often So she had to learn how to fight and stand up for herself and you know what, that's how she came to be. She stands her ground and will not back down from any kind of fight. She will put you in the hospital if it comes down to it. She won't retaliate to break you, if she has to she will get serious and it will turn out dirty meaning blood will be spilled. Other than her badass background, she quite calm and collective.


    -Free-Spirited-
    Kirsty isn't weighed down by the troubles of everyday life, is always herself regardless of the situation and lives life to the full. Not restricted by other people's opinions. The girl who still smiles when things aren't going too well, taking a positive outlook on life and trying to make the most of it her spirit isn't damped by little things in life, she's free spirited.
    Other: I was wondering if It would be cool if she could have the wolverine claws and healing or just a random mutant power and she'd have to keep it a secret... If not please don't hesitate to tell me that it's a bad idea, I won't mind.



  • [size=15pt]Peter || Benjamin || Parker
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    [justify] [alright! I'll just start right after school one day then. Hope that's alright.]
    The dim light peeking from behind the thickly clouded sky was scarcely enough to brighten my day. Uncle Ben and I had had yet another argument, one which I was surely in the wrong for. My feet thudded against the pavement, my head facing the ground. The school day had just ended; and not soon enough. The grounds were still busy, as they always are.


    I passed clusters of teenagers gossiping and laughing, trying to block out their loud squeals and chortles. Running my slim fingers through my dark hair as I approached a lone bench, the same one I spent most afternoons, capturing various moments with my camera. Very rarely was there any other person there as I approached, and today was no exception.


    I slumped my bag down on the seat next to me, careful not to damage my camera, which was hiding inside. My eyes closed as I sat there, the chilled air welcome. I enjoyed days like this, where the air smelled of future rain, and was heavy but not humid. I let myself relax for a moment before reaching into my bag and taking out one of the few objects that meant something to me.


    Bringing the camera up to my eye, I explored the area around me in search for a muse, something to catch my eye. The trees were in bloom, small budding flowers covering their pale brown limbs. There were plenty of great sights, but I knew in the back of my mind what I was searching for, no matter how much I denied it. The girl I had secretly been drawn to since the third grade. It was just my luck that I had been cursed with a perpetual awkwardness around those of the opposite sex.
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  • [align=center][size=24]K I R S T Y LAHANE~
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    [font=georgia][size=8][color=black][Sorry my first post was third person, From now on I'll rp in first person!]
    Kirsty tapped her pen against her cheek. Her hazel eyes darting down the hall to where a swarm of kids were just exiting the high, wooden doors of their classes. The bell had just rung to mark the end of the class. The crowds of teenagers passed this way and that, slowly making their way to the exit doors to spend the rest of their day chatting with mates or perhaps getting a start on their course work which was unlikely but still possible. Kirsty enjoyed watching people during this transition, from class to freedom. Their faces looked less pained and their shoulders slouched until they met up with friends in the hall to make their way elsewhere. Many had different looks, especially in their eyes, but they were all basically different forms of relief.


    Kirsty lifted her arms over her head and began to pull her long, wavy chocolate brown hair into a braid that landed upon her shoulder. She brushed strands aside and out of her face and stood up, pulling her textbooks into her thin arms. She had, had enough of studying for one day; it had practically fried her brain, reading for an hour straight about nothing but molecules, atoms and particles. She hurried through the crowd of people; she hated crowded places. She much rather preferred the isolation to standing in a huge mass of people who don't know how to walk in a straight line.


    Kirsty worked her way through the crowds of people, Her hair swaying with the movement of her body as she walked. She sighed allow her tense shoulders to relax as she waited for a path to be cleared when she heard a familiar voice, She smiled faintly. She then slowed down to allow the boy to catch up, "Good Afternoon Jack." She greeted back with an added smile to be nice. She weaved her way through the vast amount of people, She really didn't like large crowds and did best to avoid them when it was possible. Jack was one of her best friends she'd known him since she was a child and she admired him for putting up with her for so long.


    Once she was out of the school building she looked around the premises, She then noticed the tree and the beautiful flowers surrounding it. Her eyes then glanced over at Peter, this caused her to smile as she had pretty strong feelings towards this boy. They were positive feelings so that was good, Kirsty then snapped out of her though process as Jack started conversing with her. Jack then led her to a patch of grass which was shaded by a tree. As he did Kirsty passed Peter, She flashed him a faint smile then carried on talking to her best friend.



  • [size=15pt]Peter || Benjamin || Parker
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    [justify] [thats alright; I think I might just switch to third person.]
    Peter's cockeyed expression was quite apparently humorous, but he didn't mind so much. His camera gave a barely audible click as he snapped a few photos of the trees blooming appearance, a timid yet graceful smile gliding over his face. This was his passion; his niche. The only places he seemed to belong were the math/ science lab and the dark room. Not even his house, with aunt may and uncle ben seemed to be a good fit for the young boy as of late.


    After a brief period of eyeballing the small clusters of free spirited teens, he spotted the one thing his mind was searching for; Kirsty, the girl he had been after for several years. Of course, the blue eyes boy knew his chances with the woman were immensely slim, yet he couldn't stop himself from somewhat creepily snapping a picture or two of her. His cameras click reminded him that he was still just sitting on a park bench, alone.


    In the moments that followed, Peter gently pulled the lens away from his left eye, taking to looking around without the use of magnifying glass. Kirsty was now with another boy, one whom peter believed to be the girls love interest. It made sense, after all; they'd known each other for several years, and had stuck together through everything. She didn't seem to be interested in any of the other male students, though most of them were sport-star wannabes who were quite completely full of themselves.


    With a heavy sigh, the lanky seventeen year old stood up and started walking between the cliques of people, catching brief and unconnected pieces of conversations that had absolutely no impact on him whatsoever. His slim hands clenched his camera as he made his way through the front lawn of the school and towards the particularly large tree, anxious for an up close image before heading home. He passed by Kirsty and jack, faintly hearing their conversation that meant virtually nothing to him. He took to his photography once more, but only briefly.
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    Peter • Benjamin • Parker
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  • [align=center][size=24]K I R S T Y LAHANE~
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    [font=georgia][size=8][color=black][Sorry mate I have Low muse oh and sorry about the fact I can't make paragraphs I'm currently on my phone soo...]
    Kirsty was to lost in her conversation to keep track of time, she looked around at the beautiful scenery. She watched the trees leaves ruffle in the faint breeze. Kirsty felt the sun hitting her pale cheek which caused her to smile as the heat was pleasant. The brunettes eyes dancing across the sky as she made out pictures and symbols from the clouds, she laughed as Jack pointed out a cloud that looked like a small lion cub pouncing onto another cub. It was an amazing sight to see, Kirsty sighed. She finally decided that she's have to leave to go home. The bird song made her reluctant to leave but her parents would get worried and Kirsty would never live it down so she gently pushed herself up from her spot off serenity and stood up. She said her goodbyes to Jack, she swung her bag around her shoulder and set off. Her hair bounced along with the movement of her body and the faint breeze. Kirsty then noticed Peter so she spend up to catch up with him. They lived next door to each other so Kirsty thought it was the perfect time to spark up a conversation. "Hi Peter!" she spoke melodically, her faint Irish accent wrapped it's way around her words and played with them. She looked at Peter her eyes filled with happiness and a faint hit of playfulness sat there in the twinkle of her eye.

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    Peter • Benjamin • Parker
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    [you're fine! I was just curious if you were dropping the thread.
    I'll post on a moment.]
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