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Fantasy Trapped.

Blair listened to everyone, taking in their words and turning them over in her mind, trying to figure out the smartest thing to do. "I volunteer to scout the upstairs with someone else." Blair stated, sounding more confident than she felt.
 
Ok well. Who is doing what? *Hiro asked impatiently * I know me and violet could be a team if she don't mind. Then willow and someone else can go down stairs.If nobody has a problem with that?
 

Willow Hazel

Willow listens to everyone volunteer, and is quite happy that people are getting on her ideas. "Why don't Hiro and Violet go upstairs, and Blair and I go upstairs, and Mira can scout rooms up here? Does that sound good?" She asks just to make sure everyone is in accordance. The white everything is beginning to give her a headache, and as she places her hands over her head, it vanishes. 'What was that?' She thinks to herself. She decides not to dwell on that now, and heads towards the staircase.
 
Wait,willow is both groups going up stairs.I can change the color a little bit around here is you like.*makes a fire ball appear in his hand * Well it wouldnt be very safe.Scratch that thought .
 
Dexter saw the flame in Hiro's hand and felt his heart begin to race. Fire equals danger, as his usual thought process would say. He hated things that could harm him, or somebody that he loved. He began to shake as the fireball grew, and forced himself to look away. He wasn't sure if it was still even lit or not, but he wasn't risking a look.
 
"I'll change the color!" Mira smiled brightly, and pricked her finger with a sword she had just summoned, then smeared it along the wall. "There ya go, some nice bright red." She turned back to the group. "Happy scouting everyone!"
 
*Hiro thew the fireball at a wall far away from everyone else.* So everyone who is scouting we best start going.If we are going to get anything done. Plus we need to find food and supplies.So hile we are out we should look for supplies
 
Seeing Mira's sword triggered an even worse reaction in Dexter. He felt his breath leaving him and a tear spilled out of his eye. He flinched and yelped as the fireball landed on the wall opposite everyone. Pull it together, you fucking idiot, he thought to himself, and he forced himself to take a breath. "Well, while you guys are busy burning the place down, I'm going to get some quality time with my bed," he said, surprisingly steadily. He turned and fled back to his room, curling into a ball in the far corner and trying to find his breath again.
 
Kaiden gave a nod to say no problem, as he spotted the group of people, walking towards them, getting more than a little nervous when someone made a fireball out of thin air. He would listen in to their conversation before wandering towards the group with more people, so they are thinking about exploring this place further. "Hey..." having a small feeling in the back of his head that he would probably was disturbing the group, everyone increasingly more weaponized.
 

Willow Hazel

She watches as a fireball appears in Hiros hand, and Mira smears blood on the wall. She shakes her head in dispare. Willow looks at Dexter, he's starting to shake. " Hiro, cut out the fire please. And Mira, ease put te weapon away for now. Thank you or changing the color though." She looks down the stairs, and then up. She doesn't see anything out of the ordinary, just more white. "Hiro, Mira, and Violet will scout upstairs, Blair and I will scout downstairs, let's get this going."

 
Reyna stayed near the walls. She didn't want to draw attention to herself, or talk to anyone. She sat on the floor, feeling the smooth surface with her hands. Why are we all here . . ? Where is here? she thought, looking at her wrist. She studied the number. Seven . . . There has to be a clue, or something here. She scowled to the ground, feeling alone. Her hair fell to her face, blocking her view. She looked up and pushed the strands behind her ear. This has to mean something. Everyone here has powers . . . Could that be why? she wondered.
 
Violet started towards the stairs and looked around before she started up the stairs getting half way up she could tell that she was slowly starting to disappear again stop it, stop it she said to herself and she could tell she was reappearing and looked around at everyone else then looked down
 
"Alright, that sounds good. Ready to go, Willow?" Blair asked. She felt a mixture of fear and excitement as she watched some of the other teenagers use their powers, and she wondered if she had them as well. She thought it was very likely she did, as it seemed to be the reason they'd been kidnapped. That was Blair's theory, at least. She started towards the staircase warily, assuming Willow would follow her.
 
Mira unsummoned the sword, and in its place was two pistols. She then proceeded to skip, all the way up the stairs. When she reached the top, she stomped, angry. "No use in coming up here, its just a big fucking empty room."Under her breath, she muttered, angry. She stomped back down the steps, and threw her guns on the ground.She stomped back into her room, and looked around for something to smash. When she didn't see anything, she punched the door, and as she did, the smae guantlet from earlier appeared on her hand, and went through the door, leaving a fist sized hole.
 
Dexter heard Mira's fist going through her door and he flinched. All this blood and weapons were giving him intense anxiety, almost like flashbacks, but he didn't know what event they could possibly be linked to. "Jesus Christ, calm down!" he yelled, his voice muffled by his knees. He could only hope that this would lessen her anger, but that sounded ridiculous.
 

Willow Hazel

Willow watches as Dexter walks off to his room, and Mira walks upstairs, only to rush back down in a tantrum. She sighs. Some ground rules are going to have to be layed down. She gestures everyone to listen for just a moment. "Wait one moment Blair." After telling Blair to wait, Willow turns to everyone and uses a commanding type voice. "Everyone! We need to lay some ground rules before we do anything else. I feel we shouldn't use our powers until absolutely neccasary. Mira, please, stop summoning weapons. Some people aren't comfortable with that. We also need to be careful. We could be being watched. If anyone has any other ideas, I would like to hear them." Willow typically hates being in control, but order needs to be sustained, as well as some rules. She hears Dexter yell as Mira stabs threw his door. She feels bad about his fears, and looks at Mira, waiting for her to calm. She tries to remain composed as she brushes the hair out of her face.
 
Mira pulled her hand out of the door, fuming. ''I. Refuse. To. Calm. Down!" She pulled her hand back again, and sent her hand through the wall. As she pulled her hand out of the wall, the guantlet disappeared. She slumped back onto her bed. "Sorry, when I'm looking forward to killing something, and there's nothing to kill, it makes me really angry. So when I was expecting to get to kill, or at least maul something on the upper floor, and nothing was there, I got super angry. You understand, right?"
 
Hiro walks over to violet* Are you ok ? You seem aggravated. *puts hand on her shoulder. Then yells down the stairs "Did anyone find any supplies."
 
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Caroline stood in shock at the chaos. She followed Blair up the stairs. "I'm just going to go with you two... I can't stand the chaos..."
 
" I'm good some times the invisibility thing is a little tough to control " she smiled at him, then turned and looked down to where everyone else was and tried to see what was going on. She turned back to Hiro " which way "


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Willow Hazel

Willow listens to Mira yell for a moment, and then she settles down. "I really don't get wanting to kill things, as it's probably better to let that idea go. Nobody is killing anyone in here. But you are scaring someone. Since we need to help each other, not scare each other, just try to keep a handle on it. "


She looks at the everyone for a moment before heading downstairs with Blair and Caroline. As she gets downstairs with the girls in tow, she see five three with tables, with chairs attached. It looks like a dining room, she muses to herself. After seeing a door in the corner she speaks to the girls. "Help me pry open this door, please."

 
Umm. I think we should go downs stairs to look for windows or anymore doors.*starts walking down the stairs passed all the people.Then looks behind him to see if violet was coming .* hey did anybody find anything? Willow if you want someone else could take control this seems like its aggravating you.
 
Rangga woke up in a small bedroom. He confused of what happened. He doesn't know where he is. More importantly, why did he wore a wristband number 5? He couldn't understand everything


He stood up from his bed and contemplated the surrounding


"I've never been here before" murmured him. He walked through the door and found out he had an ability to warp as he tried to move faster


"Really? I'm becoming superhero now?"
 
Ivan yawns sleepily, awakened by a commotion. He was never easy to wake up, but this seems even more so today. His green eyes blink several times, trying to remember where he fell asleep. For some reason the white ceiling above him and rough sheets beneath him don't give him any clues as to where he is. The male decides he must sit up, and this action explains his tired body, as he discovers something missing. There isn't a window shining sunlight onto his pale skin.


"Wha...?"


The teenager glances about, suddenly afraid. This isn't home, and yet... he cannot remember where "home" is, either. He feels utterly lost. The room is rather empty, but he does see another bed near his, but the sheets are crumbled at the foot, signaling his roommate had already gotten up and had left the room. Was this person his enemy? Did he or she force him to sleep here?


The male listens to his surroundings, hearing quiet mummers from other people. He wants to follow the noise, but his feet don't leave the room. They do, however, allow him to travel to the doorway and peek out. Seeing a scorched wall and a knife thrown into a door causes him to wake up a bit more. He steps into the hall, not wanting to cower in the bedroom forever. Ivan stands there silently, searching for an area that is not covered in the ugly, plan white. Luckily, his hands are still human, or the male might go insane in this pale world.
 

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