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Fantasy The BTA

Typhoone

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In this roleplay, we all live in a small town called Chance. We all live normal lives, and to everyone, we are normal citizens. Little do they know we have bionic powers that would... probably freak them out. We can have powers like morphing, fighting skills, and agility/speed.


-Story format requested for this. You can still use other formats.


-Please use third- person. It minimizes confusion.


-Don't try to be the hero all the time, it gets annoying.


-You should have a level of grammar and punctuation.


-Enjoy!!!


(BTA stands for Bionics Testing Association.)
 
on the east side of chance a middle aged man walked by. he had something on his mind. he walked through the snow and was occupied so much he didn't notice the man come up and hit him on the back of the head. his unsuspecting victim fell to the ground with a thud. he was dragged away into the ally and rummaged through. the burglar, and assaulter found his wallet it had a picture of a young boy about 12 years of age. the man was touched a little, so he took the wallet and left the picture in the man's pocket. when he awoke, he picked himself off the floor. and continued walking. " must've been the wind..." he thought to himself idiotically. he then continued walking his way. when he got to the intersection, he crossed, but was hit by a car... knocking him out again. the driver got out and put him in the car, then drove off. the fate of this man is yet to be revealed. in "the BTA!"
 
(My F.C is Orange Typhoone, and he has fighting/flying. No morphing. He's a pegasus, age 14, and he hides his wings and speech wherever he goes.)


Ty walked around, looking for something to do. He didn't make human interactions, so he didn't have anything to do. (I sent out short messages a lot, BTW.)
 
Tetris was working on a 1960s Chevrolet Impala at her family owned auto shop. A screw was loose and creating the gasket to shift around. She was currently screwing it back into place. It seemed normal what she was doing but on further inspections, you could see her arm stretch and deform from how it's suppose to look like.
 

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