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    Ohmygod


    This idea that you have for the roleplay


    The thing about the elements but all spelled with a y


    It parallels something I have


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    Yea so *ahem* perhaps we could take the two ideas and smash them into each other. Your character can still be a fire (it's Fyre idiot me) one and also be really powerful, but for the purpose of the barely-developed story, she'd have to be about 13-18 years.


    F*ck I just usurped your idea by mashing it into mine. I'm in control now. Why do I always do this


    This is why i should not be elected President


    I'll take over the entire planet behind everyone's back and destroy everything godd*mmit me


    Oh wait this is a thread too


    I'll post later with Ethan


    EETHY WEETHY COME OUT COME OUUUT

    I can do that.


    So, would there be "types" of magic, like in my idea? Using Watyr, Lyght, stuff like that. It would be neat if they could be classified like that, saying that different magi had control over different types of magic. There could be more than one magus that specializes in a different type of Magyk(can I call it that?), but some are more rare than others and don't appear so often.


    Just an idea.

    *forcing Eethy Weethy at gumpoint to post*
    *yes gumpoint*
    *I'm threatening him with gum*


    ic: He nodded, leaning against the wall so that the man wouldn't immediately collapse and hit his head on the buttons. On a mental count of three, Ethan exited the guard's body in one swift motion. He didn't bother to make sure the body was still in place - he couldn't do anything about it now anyway - and flew through the floor. He kept moving down until he reache the bottom, and was startled to find that there were many more floors than the elevator buttons indicated.


    Just how but was this facility? He found a location marker not far away, and focused on that. If he wondered about something else, he'd never finish the job. He made the calculations as quickly as possible, and returned to the elevator. Ethan hesitantly reentered te body of the clearly confused guard.

    Verity's mind locked on the guard's in an instant, and immediately began to flood it. There were pictures, sounds, even movements. She sorted through his memories and mixed them about, which seemed to do the trick. The guard couldn't seem to do much else than just stand there, a hand to his head and eyes closed tight. He wasn't in any physical pain, but was certainly confused.


    As she felt Ethan return, Verity stopped what she was doing and said, "Well? Where are we?" Could it be true that they were just on one of many, many floors? Perhaps this place was smaller than she thought, or perhaps it was gigantic! Hopefully, her companion would bring good news, not more confusing bits of information.

    Ethan shook his (the guard's) head violently, as if trying to physically throw Verity out. Even though she had stopped just as he entered, his head was now filled with useless information, and it was extremely disorienting. "It's, um, floor 14. We're on floor 14. But there are so many... so many floors," he replied, beginning to ramble slightly. He let Verity push the button; he didn't trust the guard's body quite yet.


    Why were there so many floors, and how come the elevator only covered a few? What was the purpose of this facilIty? What were the scientists trying to accomplish? It brought Ethan to his earlier belief that they were creating human weapons, but weapons for what? How much was really going on here?