champion || roq

[Pawzkat]

bright strands of sun filter through your dingy apartment curtains,
casting a soft glow on the room. unfortunately, as you are broke, this
is how you wake up practically ever morning. the room you sleep in isn't
particularly big, and indeed, there's only a mattress, a cheap mirror,
and a dresser located within. as you look into the mirror, your reflection
is broadcasted back at you. what do you look like?

[ you can post a picture, or just describe yourself below. ]

Identification Card

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name; roy rotk.
gender; male.
age; twenty-four years old.
sexuality; Heterosexual.
preference; Women.

metahuman status; unregistered.
power; class-a elemental; gravity manipulator.

job; Journalist; Digital News Editor.

description; black messy hair, about 5'7 tall, brown eyes, pale skin, a muscular build.

phonebook

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Leila Smith -- Accountant. Roommate.
Aron Konstadt -- Commissioner. Acquaintance.

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Black messy hair, about 5'7 tall, brown eyes, pale skin, a muscular build.

[Pawzkat]

of course, you're a muscular humanoid, with dark hair. never the shortest of individuals, your height was something that was made fun of back when you were in grade-school. as you walk around your room, you can see where you wallet was carelessly cast aside. when you open it up, you find within a photo identification of yourself, along with a few other status. the first is your age, followed by your gender. how old are you, and how to you identify?

[Deleted]

24 years old, Male.

[Pawzkat]

and below that is your status; whether or not you're a registered metahuman. though honestly, registration is a pain. it's only required for active criminals with know powers, or if you wanted to form a government liaison with the corporation. if you never register, then your secret as an empowered is relatively well-kept. if you had registered as a metahuman, then your powers are displayed below the line. are you registered? what are your powers?

[ choose three or less powers. the more powers you have, the less powerful your overall abilities are. if there a power that isn't recognized usually, then i would recommend providing a basic description. you have 50 points to spend on power stats. ]

power 1;
power 2; optional
power 3l optional

power classifications;

class a: 50
class b: 41-49.
class c: 11-40.
class d: 0-10

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power 1;
Gravity manipulation
power 2; optional

power 3l optional



power classifications;



class a: 50

class b: 41-49.

class c: 11-40.

class d: 0-10

[Pawzkat]

since you posted only one power, should i assume it has all fifty points? also, are you a registered metahuman? ]]

[Deleted]

(Not a metahuman.)

[Pawzkat]

superpowered individuals are called metahumans. are you a registered metahuman? i'm asking you if the government is aware you have powers. //

[Deleted]

No, the government isn't aware.

[Pawzkat]

okay, to confirm, you are a class-a gravity manipulator. unregistered by government standards.

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[ after this, the official roleplaying aspect will start. ]

[Deleted]

Yes.

[Pawzkat]

as the thin walls of your room provide little insulation, the tell-tale sound of pots banging against each other can be heard from the new room over. oh lord, is your roommate cooking? at twenty-seven, your roommate leila is a single woman struggling in the financial district. as an a low-paid accountant, she makes enough money to fund your living quarters. you, on the other hand make a less than considerable sum. which means you need to rely on her for your housing, which is not a very good scenario. leila has also shown more than a considerably amount of interest in 'you', which tends to make actions awkward. she is also a horrible cook. oh, and before you exit your room, you might want to consider putting some clothes.

:; unlocked; ally ;:
name; leila smith.
gender; female.
age; 27.

brief description; thin, with curly blond hair. hazel eyes. plain features. five foot, three inches. one hundred pounds.
job; accountant.

status; not a metahuman, to your knowledge.

[Deleted]

Go look inside the wardrobe for clothes to wear.

[Pawzkat]

you approach your drawer. inside, there are a few articles of clothing, all mixed together. some of them may or may not be clean. sadly, you don't know much, and therefore your options are limited. you can choose from three shirts; a t-shirt[grey], long-sleeve[off-white], and then a quarter-sleeve[navy]. the quarter-sleeve smells vaguely funky, but is otherwise alright. for pants, you have two pairs of shorts, both black, and then a pair navy jeans. you're free to mix and match your socks, and then you have a black jacket hanging on the doorknob of your room.

[Deleted]

Pick the T-shirt, the navy jeans and the jacket and wear them.

[Pawzkat]

you do so. and if your memory serves you correctly, then your shoes will be waiting for you by the front door. through the walls, you can hear the consistent mutterings of leila, who is murmuring more than just a few curses on the behalf of breakfast. your stomach takes this moment to rumble -- gurgling for food.

[Deleted]

Wear the shoes and go get something to eat for breakfast.

[Pawzkat]

you exit the room and stumble into the kitchen. leila notes you right away, and her face lights up in excitement. "______!" she exclaims, yelling your name. as she rushes over, you notice that the pan on the stove contains two eggs, badly burned. "i made you so breakfast," she shrugs, following your gaze. "but it burned. don't worry, we can go out for a coffee if you like, my treat." as she says this, she gently reaches out with her arm to touch yours. it's clear she is flirting with you again; how do you feel about this?

[ list your name, and sexuality. plus whether or not you are into leila. ]

[Deleted]

Well, the character likes women of course, but not blond ones.

[Pawzkat]

okay, so you like women, and i suppose you find leila's attraction.. less than satisfying?

also, please list your name, and how to respond to her advances. if you need to talk, don't forget quotation marks. //

[Deleted]

Roy Rotk (it's a weird name alright) and yes.

I slowly back my arm away. "Thanks Leila." (Did I spell her name right?)

[Pawzkat]

"so it's a yes, roy?" leila literally purrs. she doesn't seem to notice you slowly backing away, and rather, takes it as an invitation. before you know it, she has possession of your left arm, and her long nails don't seem to be giving up anytime soon. she casually tosses away the burnt breakfast before steering you towards the door. "this will be great, doll. you order whatever you want now, you hear me? i'll pay for it all." jesus, could this woman be any more obvious?

[Deleted]

"N-No thanks Lelia, I need to go to work." A good excuse finally.

[Pawzkat]

the woman's pale lips formed into a pout. "but rooooooy," she responded, before fluttering her long eyelashes. however, she too, understood the turmoils of work. which is why she released your arm. "fiiiine, if you need to be like that." without another word, the thin woman picked up her purse, before sashaying out of the apartment. but make no mistake, she would try again eventually. leila was like a leech; always desperate for attention and the likes.

since you have to go to work.. mind telling me what job it is?