forum Superhero Roleplay [Closed]

Started March 06, 2018 by @Imperfect_Autumn group

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(oh god I was planning on having Kaz show up by hearing the gunshot but I had a better idea
whatifKazandVaughnalreadykneweachotherandweremaybedatingalso)

"I'm not doing that, Stupid," Avery shot back. "Now, you can tell me how to help you or I can ask Dylan to help you. And I'm honestly not sure how well that would go, currently."

“I have medical supplies packed back at the truck,” Vaughn said, tone growing more uneasy. Was it just him, or was the world rocking back and forth? Man, he felt so tired too.

(aight just gonna have Kaz casually bust in)
Kaz parked his motorcycle along the side of the road, frowning as he looked around for where he had heard the gunshot. He took his helmet off, setting it on the old bike's handlebar and began to tromp through the woods towards the coast. It reminded him a little bit of home, actually. He squinted at what looked like a group of figures on the beach, their electrical signatures unfamiliar. All but one. He would recognize Vaughn anywhere. He began to run towards them, waving his hands. "Vaughn! Vaughn!" he called out

"Okay," Avery said simply as she straightened back up. She winced again, hoping that all this movement wouldn't make the gash in her side even worse.

As quickly as she could, she walked to the truck, leaning against it for support as she reached it, and grabbed the medical supplies. After a few deep breaths, she went back to Vaughn.

"Got them," she stated, dropping the bag next to him and carefully sitting beside it. "Now what?"

“You just need to-“ Vaughn was cut off when he heard a voice calling his name. He blinked a few times, looking up at the familiar boy. “Kaz?” What the hell was he doing there? He was probably seeing things.

May I join?

(Sure! There's a form up a few posts.
One last person, I think, and we'll be set.)

Name:
Age:
Gender:
Role: (As in, hero or villain.)
Power(s): (MAX 2)
Sexuality:
Appearance:
Personality:
Wears:
Other:

Name: Artemis
Age: 17. Well, built 17 years ago so….
Gender: Identifies as female
Role: (As in, hero or villain.) Hero
Power(s): (MAX 2) Well, has a lot of gadgets if that counts? She's literally like a Swiss Army Knife…..
Sexuality: Pan
Appearance: Humanoid robot if that makes any sense? Kinda like C3PO from star wars but more feminine and human looking and less gold coloring. Like this: https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/f8/bc/71/f8bc71ed6a46d9db1c3b09640ea39163.jpg
Personality: Develop
Wears: Jeans and a hoodie to be incognito when in public.
Other: First ever robot to pass the Turing Test so she technically counts as a person. She's sentient, but people rarely treat Her as such.

(I like both of these characters. They're pretty cool!)

Dylan let out a flash of light that blinded the poor man. He fell to the ground, crying, begging Dylan to help him. But he didn't even bother looking back, instead sprinting to catch up with Avery and Vaughn.

When he arrived, though, he instead found Avery working with the medical supplies, trying to help Vaughn. And then there was this guy running towards them. Red hoodie, black jacket. The hint of tatoos. And he was calling Vaughn's name.

Dylan cloaked, praying the newcomer hadn't yet seen him.

Kaz almost tripped trying to get to them. He squinted. Was Vaughn laying down? He slowed to a jog as he got closer and almost did a double take as he realized the other guy was hurt. "Vaughn? Vaughn, what the hell did you do to yourself?" he half shouted, moving to crouch down next to him

Avery looked at the newcomer, studying him for a moment before she went back to digging through the bag of medical supplies.

"He was trying to help me, but foolishly thought that doing as that guy–" She gestured to the now-blinded man."–asked would be a good idea and set down his gun. Then he got shot, obviously."

Kaz seemed to grow angry almost immediately. "You are a complete and total idiot," he huffed, pointing at Vaughn as he tried not to yell at him. He then turned to the blinded man, small sparks of pale purple electricity arcing across his skin. "And you! How dare you try and shoot him!" he yelled loudly. "I should fry you like a damn onion ring!"

(Woah)

Dylan stepped in front of the newcomer, revealing himself as he did so. "He's been punished enough, man. Relax."

“I was trying to help,” Vaughn snapped in his frustrated state. How was he supposed to know that the man wouldn’t have shot Avery? This is exactly what he got for trying to be friendly to these people. He tried to trust them and help them on their little quest, and he was taken for some goddamn idiot. What did we tell you, Finley?, the whispers growled. His fingers dug into the dirt under him from the light headed feeling that washed over him. He felt completely exhausted, and all he wanted to do was rest. But he knew that if he did, he might not wake up. And hell, if Kaz hadn’t shown up, he probably would have let himself fade away.

(lol yeah Kaz is that one protective friend)
Kaz scowled, whipping around. He thought he had noticed someone else's electrical field, but wasn't quite sure. Resolving to stay silent he shuffled a little closer to Vaughn, scowl deepening as he tried to see how bad his injury was

“You look mad,” Vaughn choked out, turning his head away to spit out a bit of blood into the ground. He looked back up at Kaz, eyes squinting. He still thought there was the possibility that he was passed out and none of this was real. Not that it would have been a surprise, his mind came up with some horrible tortures.

"No shit sherlock," Kaz mumbled, sitting back a little as he realized Vaughn probably wasn't going to die. "Not mad at you though, mad at what's his face over there," he said, pointing a thumb in the direction of the blinded man. "Why didn't you call me? I could have helped with whatever just happened."

“I didn’t want to drag you into this,” Vaughn murmured, grabbing some of the medical supplies away from Avery. He tried to remember what a friend had taught him, but his mind felt very hazy. He could close his would, but he wouldn’t be able to fix any internal damage.

"Here, let me do that," Kaz mumbled, taking the supplies away from Vaughn gently. He took out a piece of gauze, pressing it gently on the bullet wound before wrapping it in place with bandages. "Look, if you're ever in trouble you can call me. You know that, right?" he said quietly once he had finished with the supplies

Vaughn hissed slightly in pain when Kaz touched him. He nodded a bit in response to his question. He slowly adjusted so he was sitting down next to Kaz. There was a small feeling in the back of his mind that he would get a bunch of crap from Avery and Dylan for being so laid back and happy around a ‘stranger’ and not them. But it was so different. He loved Kaz, and he would freely say it.

Kaz moved so he was sitting down next to Vaughn. He wrapped an arm around him, beginning to hum quietly out of habit. He glared at the blinded man, irritated that someone had dared shoot Vaughn. If other people weren’t here, he probably would have electrocuted him where he sat

Vaughn smiled lightly, leaning against Kaz. He looked over at Kaz and pressed a gentle kiss to his cheek. “Thank you,” He murmured, reaching over to rest his hand over Kaz’s.