forum Singled out (Yet another O/O with Grace)

Started August 27, 2019 by Deleted user

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Want me post the prompt in here?

Yeah, that would probably work the best

There is a virus going around affecting super-powered individuals, which weakens their powers.When the virus hits, the only people that can really help are the superheroes without powers. There just so happens to only be two in the entire city, so it's their job to save everyone.

I feel like a template may be necessary for this one

Name:
Age:
Gender:
Sexuality:
Appearance (Links welcomed):
Personality:
Everyday Outfit:
Powers:
Likes:
Dislikes:
Other:

Name: Jamie "Switch" Springer
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight
Appearance (Links welcomed): He's shorter than one would expect a heavy hitter like him to be at 5'9", and his body gave off the appearance that his arms and legs were too long for his torso. His bleach blond hair was cut close to a buzz-cut to be out of the way.
(I'm too lazy to make a new body archetype)
Personality: It's hard to tell. He's got 3 of them. However, one common thing between them is a strong determination to always do what is good.
Everyday Outfit: Anything that'll keep him from getting noticed.
Powers: While he doesn't have powers, his mind has been almost shattered by a horrible past. To cope, his mind has split into three parts, all with their own special skill set useful for a superhero.
Likes: Again, hard to tell.
Dislikes: ^^^
Other: N/A

Name: Bella ‘the bird’ raehem
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Straight
Appearance (Links welcomed): Bella has curly brown hair and blue eyes, along with a large scar crossing over from the top of her left ear, across her face until it stopped at the corner of her jaw on the opposite side of her face. The scar was noticeable, but nothing more than a thin white raised line. She is also crazy tall at 6’. A little less than an average weight, with muscle under a thin layer of natural fat.
Personality: She’s either sarcastic to the core or sweeter than honey, it really depends on the day. The only thing that is consistently the same is that she will go to crazy lengths to keep the majority of people safe
Everyday Outfit: Mostly skinny jeans and baggy sweatshirts
Powers: She doesn’t have any superpowers, but she has an impeccable sense of both direction and ability to tell time. Bella is also very good with sleight of hand and making things seemingly vanish
Likes: doing her job, wearing comfy clothes, feeling like she’s wanted
Dislikes: drama movies, sour candy, toxic friends
Other: nah

What a….unique pair, imao

XD I’m trying to mix up my characters, I can choose a different one if you want tho

No, this is perfect. Two complete spazzes saving everyone

XDXD it’ll be interesting, the two of them meeting

"We interrupt your regularly scheduled programming to bring you breaking news!"
"Fuck….my Spongebob!" Jamie exclaimed, tossing the bowl of cereal in his hands at the wall. To make sure his Rage side never broke anything, his other personalities had switched all of their porcelain plates and bowls for paper.
"We are finding more and more disturbing reports from our city's brave heroes, claiming that they've lost their powers. After scientific investigation, the cause was found to be some sort of a disease, although it is nothing like we've ever seen before. In this time of need, the mayor has called the only two heroes left: Switch and the Bird, to town hall as soon as they can manage. Now back to your regularly scheduled program."
Jamie stood up, Rage replaced by Calm as he scrambled around the apartment for his mask. When he couldn't find it, he sighed and just slipped a beanie over his blonde hair and sunglasses to cover his eyes. The rest of his clothing, a tank top and shorts, would have to do as he slipped on a pair of steel-toed combat boots. Luckily, the town hall was only a block away from his apartment, so it shouldn't take him too long,

Bella sighed, today already was off to a great start. While the radio played in the background, she started making her breakfast, black skinny jeans and a off blue hoodie already thrown on. She almost burnt herself on the toaster as she pulled her bagels out and accidentally dropped the cream cheese on the floor. Luckily it was still in its package and she scooped it up, grabbing a knife and spreading some onto the bagel halves. The radio went to static and she cursed, listening as it rattled off something about superhero’s, loosing power and a disease. She paid it no mind until it mentioned her code name, saying she was wanted at the town hall. “Perfect,” She said, sarcasm clearly present as she chomped down on a bagel.

With bagel halves in hand, she wandered around before finding a hair tie and a brush, fighting her hair into a ponytail before eating at her bagels and marching out the door. There was no time to dig through her laundry to find something better to go in. She locked her door just for safety behind her and started the long walk to city hall, cursing herself at living on almost he opposite side of the city. Her only hope of getting there on time was to catch a cab or train.

It took him about 15 minute to reach the town hall, surprised by the amount of reporters had crowded the stair leading to the entrance. They swarmed him like eager puppies, shoving microphones and phones and the odd camera in his face, shouting questions so loud he could hear himself think. Rage quickly took over, shoving his way through the mass of people and swatting at any device that came near his face. An over-reaching newspaper reporter accidentally knocked his hat off of his head, exposing his short blonde hair. With a growl, he finally made it through to the entrance, choosing to leave the hat where it lay. No point in trying to hide it if everyone had already gotten a good look at his exposed hair.

After a good bit of trying to wave down a cab, she finally got one and slid in the back seat and mumbled her destination. Already she was sick of being out in the city. She flipped her hood up and tried to think why she was needed, out of all the different people they could’ve asked, they chose to interrupt her one day off. The drive went by quick and as soon as they stopped she jumped out, paying the driver before marching through the crowd of reporters with her last half a bagel in hand. Bella silently just flipped them all off as they asked pointless questions, noting a hat on the ground and ignoring it as she stepped inside the building.

Jamie was standing right there, frowning as the Mayor, Mr. Armbach, spoke to him, "…Some sort of green gas. Came from the sewers, witnesses said. Poor Hotshot fell right out of the sky. It broke his leg in 3 places."
Armbach didn't notice her but Jamie gave her a nod as she walked in, vaguely recognizing her. They've never fought together, but their paths had crossed every once an a while.

Bella didn’t say anything, just nodded and crossed her arms and continued eating as she listened in to what he was saying. The guy was vaguely familiar, though she didn’t know anything about him besides his code name. The mayor continued on and she sighed audibly, cutting in, “So what your saying is that we have to find the source of this gas and save all the other hero’s asses?”

Mayor Armbach scrunched his face up at the crude language, but nodded. "Yes, I suppose. You two are the only hope any of these superheroes have. Don't fail."
Jamie nodded. "Anything else?"
"Could you try to clear the reporters off of the steps? They're quite annoying."
"Gotcha."
He turned to Bella, putting his hand out. "I'm Jamie, by the way."

(Sry it’s short, I have XC practice)
“Bella,” She introduced herself and shook his hand, polishing off the final bite of her breakfast and looking to the mayor, “Don't know why you’re trusting us with this, but your choice dude.”

The Mayor made a helpless motion with his hands. "You're all we have left."
Jamie scrunched his nose up. "Thanks for the vote of confidence."