Idyllia
to thine own self be true
SETTING: MODERN TIME
There is an extremely rare genetic species called "Soul Colors", they attach to the human bodies when they are born. However, the souls do not take part in their lives until age 16. Once the humans with this ridiculously rare genetic-disease reach age 16, they begin to notice things. The souls are creating supernatural abilities inside the host. Thus making the host able to do abilities like no other human.
The chances of someone being born with this code is ridiculously low.
There is a bad point of this though, if you are born with this.
The government wants everyone who is born with this genetic code to be exterminated. This has happened in the past, and they thought they got rid of it. The government has developed the S.E.P (Soul Extermination Plan). Now, every border they have securely guarded with soldiers, and are forced to kill anyone they see with this mutation.
How can you tell if someone else has this disease? Well, once they are 16 their eyes turn the color of their Soul Color disease, but not just any ordinary color. A bright, noticeable color. Neon-like. However, only the government knows this information. So any ordinary person wouldn’t know if they had this disease. You, the luckiest person in the world (or unluckiest), are born with this disease and find out when you turn 16. What will you do with these gifts? Thats up to you. Just don’t meet the S.E.P!
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Thanks to my friend for letting me use his idea. Do not steal it.
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Rules!
☁ Be respectful to everyone who is roleplaying with you.
☁ Do not excessively swear. You can of course swear just don't put like 10 swear words in one sentence.
☁ I'd really appreciate if you'd post at least ONE PARAGRAPH entries. If your entries are going to be one sentence, just wait.
☁ Do not have any romantic interests between your own characters.
☁ You can only have up to 3 characters.
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☁ If you'd like to join after the roleplay has started, please message me before making a character. If we are too deep into the plot, I'm sorry you cannot be included.
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I wake up, drenched with sweat and heavily breathing. Turning to my clock, my vision quickly blurs and my vision turns dark with light spots appearing. I grab my head to relax it, and it works. The dusty alarm clock reads 5:53am. I lazily get up and peer at myself in the mirror. I look like a mess. Trotting into the living room, I see my small TV on and my mother slumped against the dining table holding a can of beer. Scanning the small room, there's cans resting all over the floor.
"Mom," I say, walking up to her and shaking her gently. "Wake up and go to your room."
She stirs a bit, but there's no way she's going to get up. I sigh and walk to the kitchen to make breakfast. Spam and eggs. In the middle of cooking it, I hear my mom get up and sloppily step over to me.
"We had spam and eggs yesterday, Kitty Kat!" My mom slurs.
While rolling my eyes I respond, "That's all we could afford."
My mom reaches for the pan. "I don't like it!"
"Calm down and stop acting like a child." I say, swatting away her hand.
My mom doesn't know about my powers. She's slowly going crazy, I don't want her to one day call the police on me. Yet, when she did accidentally see my eyes, she didn't care. She was too drunk when she saw them.
"Don't tell your mom what to do." She says, giggling at the end.
Anger spikes and I feel burning hot.
"Kitty Kat! You burned our breakfast!" My mom squeals.
Looking down, I see charred eggs. I turn off the stove and stomp to my room.
There is an extremely rare genetic species called "Soul Colors", they attach to the human bodies when they are born. However, the souls do not take part in their lives until age 16. Once the humans with this ridiculously rare genetic-disease reach age 16, they begin to notice things. The souls are creating supernatural abilities inside the host. Thus making the host able to do abilities like no other human.
The chances of someone being born with this code is ridiculously low.
There is a bad point of this though, if you are born with this.
The government wants everyone who is born with this genetic code to be exterminated. This has happened in the past, and they thought they got rid of it. The government has developed the S.E.P (Soul Extermination Plan). Now, every border they have securely guarded with soldiers, and are forced to kill anyone they see with this mutation.
How can you tell if someone else has this disease? Well, once they are 16 their eyes turn the color of their Soul Color disease, but not just any ordinary color. A bright, noticeable color. Neon-like. However, only the government knows this information. So any ordinary person wouldn’t know if they had this disease. You, the luckiest person in the world (or unluckiest), are born with this disease and find out when you turn 16. What will you do with these gifts? Thats up to you. Just don’t meet the S.E.P!
--
Thanks to my friend for letting me use his idea. Do not steal it.
--
Rules!
☁ Be respectful to everyone who is roleplaying with you.
☁ Do not excessively swear. You can of course swear just don't put like 10 swear words in one sentence.
☁ I'd really appreciate if you'd post at least ONE PARAGRAPH entries. If your entries are going to be one sentence, just wait.
☁ Do not have any romantic interests between your own characters.
☁ You can only have up to 3 characters.
-
☁ If you'd like to join after the roleplay has started, please message me before making a character. If we are too deep into the plot, I'm sorry you cannot be included.
--
I wake up, drenched with sweat and heavily breathing. Turning to my clock, my vision quickly blurs and my vision turns dark with light spots appearing. I grab my head to relax it, and it works. The dusty alarm clock reads 5:53am. I lazily get up and peer at myself in the mirror. I look like a mess. Trotting into the living room, I see my small TV on and my mother slumped against the dining table holding a can of beer. Scanning the small room, there's cans resting all over the floor.
"Mom," I say, walking up to her and shaking her gently. "Wake up and go to your room."
She stirs a bit, but there's no way she's going to get up. I sigh and walk to the kitchen to make breakfast. Spam and eggs. In the middle of cooking it, I hear my mom get up and sloppily step over to me.
"We had spam and eggs yesterday, Kitty Kat!" My mom slurs.
While rolling my eyes I respond, "That's all we could afford."
My mom reaches for the pan. "I don't like it!"
"Calm down and stop acting like a child." I say, swatting away her hand.
My mom doesn't know about my powers. She's slowly going crazy, I don't want her to one day call the police on me. Yet, when she did accidentally see my eyes, she didn't care. She was too drunk when she saw them.
"Don't tell your mom what to do." She says, giggling at the end.
Anger spikes and I feel burning hot.
"Kitty Kat! You burned our breakfast!" My mom squeals.
Looking down, I see charred eggs. I turn off the stove and stomp to my room.
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