Welcome to the Ability Club RP !

You may read, but if you want to join, PM me or Sovietrussia please.

This is a fantasy RP based on a few teenagers discovering their paranormal abilities, in a school setting, and founding a club

Current main characters :

Name: Vozhak Hobbs
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Height: 7ft 4in/ 2.23 meters
Type of Clothing (or picture): He trys to wear the least amount of clothing as possable to avoid over heating, the only optional thing he wears is a studded choker necklace
Personality: He is dominant/obedient. He is a meat-head meaning he follows orders sometimes blindly and rough around the edges. When he thinks for himself he can be smart but his thoughts are usually one lined. He can develop feelings towards others but it takes a good jerk at his heart for him to show compassion (but calloused when showing it). He has a thick Russian accent and shows fondness towards baby animals. He lost his left eye when he was very young when he was carelessly playing with a machete. When he thinks for himself he can be smart but his thoughts are usually one lined.
Talents: Molding things out of clay
Abilities: Can create and control snow.
Disability of Abilites: His body is very cold to the touch and he gets over heated easily, so he cant be in the sun too long
Likes: Books, shadows, and bears
Dislikes: The sun, failing to do what he's told
Fears: Corndogs, being without orders
Favorite Color: Pink
Positive Aspects: Physically strong, follows orders exactly
Negitive Aspects: Doesn't know his own strength, can inflict hypothermia, tendancy to follows orders blindly


Name: Kire Erdas
Gender: Female
Age: 15
Height: 5ft 4in/ 1.62meters
Type of Clothing (Or picture): (i'll draw her when i get the time) She aways wears pumps, skirts, and ruffeled tank tops. Her clothing is always in the same color but she most often wears white or pale yellow.
Personality: She is dominant/mothering. She trys her best to be a motherfigure to younger people, mostly boys. She mostly keeps to herself but if she sees someone getting bullied or picked on, she will get in the middle of it and protect the victom. She has no problem barking orders and half the time she doesn't realize that she's ordering people around. She is very loud when she talks due to not being able to hear herself over the ringing in her ears from playing her music too loud.
Talents: Sewing clothing
Abilities: She can control the body but not the mind of others
Disability of Abilites: She can only use her ability for five minutes every other month, if she tries to use it more she will fal into a four month coma.
Likes: Obediance, kindness
Dislikes: Bullies, unfairness, lack of respect
Fears: being seen as weak or unworthy
Favorite Color: Yellow
Positive Aspects: Can befriend just about anybody, a good leader
Negitive Aspects: Demanding

Name: Daniel Lanton
Gender: Male
Age: 35
Height: 1m79
Type of Clothing (Or picture): I will draw a picture of him later. He's wearing casual-formal clothing, nothing too fancy, when going to work. If he were to be left alone though, he'd wear one of those weird shirts he still has from his college days...
Personality: He's a dominant/realistic. He's rather laid-back, and logical. He may seem like he cares little, but deep down he does. Even though it doesn't show on his face. He has the ultimate poker face =P. He's smart, even though he can't be bothered about using his wits usually...
He is unusually passionate about his job though. H'es the physics and chemistry teacher by the way =P
Talents: cooking (to him, it's a bit like chemistry xP)
Ability: Precognition, in the form of dreams. Note : his dreams also includes past events
Disability of Ability: it has to be interpreted. His dreams are never straightforward
Likes: smoking, reading, teaching (surprisingly XD)
Dislikes: loud people, hypocrisy,
Fears: he'll be unable to prevent a tragic event he dreamt (he never dreamt a tragic event yet, but he's anxious about it)
Favorite Color: beige
Positive Aspects: nurturing, logical, smart
Negitive Aspects: too laid back, thinks too much, acts too little.

note : he's named after the hebrew prophet. His family's catholic, he's agnostic though

Name: Jade Merryl
Gender: Female
Age: 16
Height: 1m67
Type of Clothing (Or picture): She likes dresses, but mostly in dark shades of bright colours : dark red, purple, dark green
Personality: She is Submissive/moralistic. She is soft spoken and kind, and a bit shy. However, when you talk to her about the things she likes, she get easily all riled up. She can be extremely cheerful and bubbly, but only around the people she got to know before. Otherwise she's a bit awkward. Her friends are everything to her, and she may seem needy/annoying at times, because she is extremely insecure.
Talents: Singing (she would never do so in public though)
Ability: Innate capability. She can understand something without having to learn it (can pick up a book to learn chinese, and instantly be able to read it fluently after perusing it)
Disability of Ability: It works only for one thing at a time : if she decided to repair a car, she would be unable to read chinese anymore.
Likes: Cute things, plushies
Dislikes: being emarassed, doing things in public
Fears:snakes
Favorite Color:purple
Positive Aspects:caring, good listener, obedient
Negitive Aspects:needy, insecure, sometimes annoying

Setting : beggining of a school year

reserved

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Blinking in the sun, Vozhak stepped nervously off of the bus as he looked up at the menacing three-story school as he walked towards it. The towering boy moved his right hand off of the strap of his backpack to wipe the sweat off his brow as he looked down to see where he was going. Being so tall that full grown men were the hight of children for him, he is forced to look down to see where he was stepping. Sweating more, Vozhak scowers the area for shade. After spotting a good ammount of shadows under a small group of trees, he rushes over to sweet relief. Vozhak sits under the biggest tree then swings his backpack over his shoulder and into his lap. He unzipps his bag and pulles out his icepack then rubbs it on his forehead then on the left side of his face, over his scar, down his arms, then back to his head. "They should really have doors open, it's too hot to sit in sun," Vozhak thinks bitterly as he continues rubbing his exposed skin with his icepack.

From a distance, Kire watched Vozhak with his icepack over the left side of his face curiously. Was it really that hot outside? She pulled out her phone and checked the weather; it was only 76 degrees. When she looked back up at him he had the pack on his right arm, exposing the huge scar on the left half of his face. Kire jumped in surprise when she resistered that he had no left eye. Now filled with even more questions, she decided to make her way towards him and strike up a conversation. She turned her shoulders sideways to squeeze past groups of girls who were reuniting after a long summer. Her high heals clacked on the concreete then squished in the soft grass as she walked over to the tall boy.

Daniel was outside, at the front gate, casually leaning against the pillar that made the entrance. He had been looking at the teenagers walking in for a new year, recognizing known faces, and analyzing the new ones. Taking his cigarette to his mouth, he stopped midway while taking a puff as a gigantic man stepped out of the bus. "Man, is this really a teenager ?" he thought. He was a peculiar boy, taller than most men, and with a huge scar on his eye. He followed the boy with his eyes, seeing him sit in the shades of a tree and get an icepack to cool himself off. "Wait, it's not that hot.. he thought, growing suddenly suspicious. This reminded him of the recurring dream he had had for the past weeks.
A giant snowman, walking towards him in a snowstorm, being stopped dead in it's track for a few minutes, as the snow turned into smalls models of H2O, like the one he drew in class... He waved the thought away, thinking he was getting paranoid with age, and turned to watching the other students, just as a girl approached the giant boy. "Well, she got guts, this one, half the students seem to be scared to death of this one". He let out a dark laugh, and sighed, wondering if this would be a peaceful year, as he was watching an obviously lost and nervous girl walk toward the entrance. She looked up to him, and scurried away, obviously scared. "Come on, my face ain't so bad !", he thought, extinguishing his cigarette on the wall.


Jade had been coming to school by bike, and left it by the bike parking place. She walked awkwardly towards the front gate, thinking endlessly "don't mess up, don't mess up", as butterflies were dancing a samba in her stomach. As she walked by the entrance, a man glared at her, smoking a cigarette. She went inside fast, wondering what he was doing here. Feeling exposed in the middle of the schoolyard, she decided to try to get some peace by the lawn, but there were already two people here, one of them being very huge. She could not decide to walk towards them or not, and sat at a distance, glancing over, wondering if they were friends.

Vozhak looked up after hearing the loud clacking of heals then the movement of grass coming his way. expecting to see a teacher he looke up and to his surprise it was a student most likely younger than himself. She looked nice enough, everything she was wearing was white except for the large red ribbon that was threaded through the belt loops of her short skirt, a bow holding it in place. She stopped and stood maybe four or five centimeters away from him and she had a kind smile on her lips. Vozhak had no idea what to say but decided to go with, "Hello.. Can I help you?" His voice was deep and his words slowed by his extreamly thick Russian accent. He studied the girl with his only eye making note of her nicely curled hair. She seemed to be startled by his booming voice making Vozhak a little uncomfortable.

When the huge man spoke with his loud voice and thick accent, it almost knocked Kire off of her feet. She had never heard or seen someone quite like the man infront of her. Maintaining her smile she answered his question, "Well, I was wondering if I could help you." The boy was obviously confused by her statement so she continued to speak, "I saw you with that ice pack but it's only 74-ish degrees; it's actually nice out."

The kindness in this girl's voice made the statement that would have otherwise offend him acceptable. Vozhak scratched the back of his head searching for the right words to say back to her, "Well I-I over heat." The girl laughed while shaking her head, "We all over heat, but that's ok. I'm Kire." She heald out her hand for a handshake. Vozhak gupled as he slowly lifted his huge paw to take the small hand heald out to him, "Vozhak, nice to meet you, Kire."

Kire smiled as she shook hands with the giant, feeling like she did when she was young when she did a hand size comparison with her father. She wanted to ask him about his scar but resisted the urge, not wanting to offend him.

Jade had been sitting in the shade for a bit, and noticed the two people near her had started talking. From watching them from afar, although she couldn't hear them, she understood that they probably didn't know eachother well, and that made her slightly more confident. She stood up, arranged her hair, and said to herself, waving her fists upwards in the manner of a boxer "if this big guy can make friends, then so can I !". She blushed heavily, embarassed, realizing she had said that way louder than she intended, and glanced in Kire and Vozhak general direction, wondering if they heard her. She watched her phone to get the time, and realizing the courses would begin soon, decided to walk to the entrance of the building decidedly.

Daniel, knowing school would start soon, and because he had a class early this morning, walked lazily towards the building, taking a long route towards the backdoor to avoid the hundreds of chattering students in the front. He passed by Vozhak and Kire, and watched the scaredy-cat girl from before cheer herself up before entering the building, and chuckled lightly at her antics. He entered the building and walked slowly to his designed classroom, watching the sheets to glance at his first class. "Heh, looks like I got gutsy girl in my class... Kire Erdas ? now that's a peculiar name" he said, settling down at his desk.

Vozhak shot an interested look towards the small girl who just shouted and did a weird move, but brushed it off. He watched as the other students begin to file into the school then stood up and swung his back pack back on while saying, "Class starts soon, it was nice meeting you, Kire." Then braced himself to walk out into the blazing sun. He held his breath then begain walking towards the sea of teens. When his time came to enter the building, he ducked to avoid banging his head on the low door frame, but to his pleasure he wasnt required to hunch over inside of the building. Now with new confidance he took in his surroundings and the strange scent that schools seem to have. He passed the tables that were labled "A-D","E-H", "I-L","M-P","Q-T", "U-W", and "X-Z" for the freashmen to pick up their sceduals. Since he had his mailed to his house, Vozhak didn't have to worry about lines on the first day of school. He took the folded piece of paper out of his pocket then unfolded it. He looked it over and determined that his first class was English 3; great.

Kire watched Vozhak merge into the sea of students but he still stuck out like a sore thumb. She decided to head that way as well, pulling her scedual out of the small pocket in her purse. Intergrated pysics and chemestry, Daniel Lanton, B213. She made a noise of interest as she made her way into the school and to the stairs. She struggled at first with her high heals and the stairs but she soon got the hang of it. Being one of the first to get to the class she assumed that the door was still locked and waited on the wall for the teacher to get there.