SUPERHERO.

Indie mutant oc. Please read the about and rules pages before interacting. written by mo

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[ Charlie ]

"You, like, literally sound so crazy for even suggesting that and I’m in."

        ❝G-g-good. I-it's never too c-cold         for i-ice cream, r-right?❞

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[ Stranger ]

"My brother has been kicked out from my house by my parents, they seem angry all the time and, possibly worst of all, I don’t understand any of it. I’ve been better."

        ❝Uh. I-I'm sorry,❞ he says, pausing for a         moment. ❝......have y-y-you asked y-your         parents why they're a-angry a-all the t-         time? I d-don't w-want to be n-nosey, b-         b-but talking u-usually h-helps.❞

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notsomeplaceifell

        ❝I-I kow it's c-c-cold a-and all but d-do         you w-want to g-g-get ice cream?❞

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        ❝H-hey, are you a-a-alright?❞

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blindnxss

        ❝Where d-did you s-s-say you n-need to go?         I-I'm p-pretty familiar here, I m-might be able        t-to give you d-directions.❞ 

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[ Kieran ]

         ❝ You’re not bothering me. ❞ Kieran offers a small, friendly smile              in return. ❝ Really, I don’t mind. My name’s Kieran, by the way.              Sorry, I just realized that I forgot to introduce myself. ❞

        ❝U-uh. Right. O-okay,❞ he shrugs in response,         brown eyes resting on Kieran. ❝I-I'm R-Reece,❞         he replies, gaze remaining focussed for a brief         moment before his gaze is downcast.

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[ Johnny. ]

     And Johnny’s happy that Reece chose him      to tell. He’s never had friends like he has now;      he considers himself lucky, really lucky. More      lucky than he thought he’d be when he was       a lonely teenager with only death as company.      ’You’re great, Reece,’ he says. ‘I hope you can      be even happier now.’

    He shows Johnny a grin, running a hand through his     hair as his gaze shifts to the ground. ❝Thanks,❞ he     says. ❝R-really, Johnny. Thank y-y-you.❞ Reece     has always had his friends - sure, he was a shy and     quiet child, but his warm, affectionate and friendly     nature had always drawn people in. ❝I-I hope you're     happy t-too.❞

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    And he's completely lost in his own world. If you've     said anything, he hasn't heard - but he's not doing it     on purpose.

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( Juliet. )

❝No, I don’t.❞ 

She snaps back without a second thought. If most people ever caught word of even half of the shit she had to do, niceness would be something crossed off the list, for sure. In most cases, people being nice to her means ulterior motives, and avoiding people with those is critical in other to make it in a world of gods and monsters, Juliet has learned that much. 

With a roll of her eyes, and a quick reminder to herself that she has over a dozen knives on her person, she finally says:  

❝Yeah, sure, whatever.❞

        ❝Y-y-yes you do. Everyone d-does.❞

    He speaks those words with such sincerity, such     purity, that even Reece is almost surprised at er hostility.     Reece doesn't judge - his idea of good and bad people don't     depend entirely on actions. He knows that, many times, people     are simply driven to do horrible things, and it's for that reason     he could never truly hate people. He doesn't think of Juliet as     bad; he just thinks she's tough, hardened. Probably had to endure     a lot. If anything, it just makes him more determined to make her     feel better and realise there's still a lot of good in this world.

    That said, he wouldn't hesitate to defend himself if she were to     attack him. He'd try not to hurt her, but use his powers to hold     him back, keep others (and himself) safe? That, he would.     Without hesitation.

        ❝...c-come on, then.❞

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[ Stranger ]

         ❝ It’s gotten to the point where I don’t think that             controlling them is in the cards for me anymore. ❞

           As much as he hated his powers, it was a bit comforting            to find someone else who was in (kind of) the same position            as he was. Kieran had spent his whole life feeling like a freak            because of the voices in his head and apparently ability to send            objects flying at random, so to meet someone who shared            his abilities— and could control them— was somewhat reassuring.

         ❝ Being hard on myself is the one thing I’m really good at. ❞             Kieran attempted to smile a bit. ❝ I, uh— I was born with             voices in my head. The book-throwing bit didn’t start until             a few years ago. ❞

        ❝I-I'm s-sure you will. I m-m-mean, i-it took me y-y-years         t-t-to get them under c-control, a-a-and I'm not even c-c-close         to p-perfectly c-controlling them.❞

    He offers a warm, reassuring smile. There was a time he honestly     thought the same - that he'd never learn how to use them properly,     that he'd forever be doomed to send random objects flying whenever     he moved his hands. But he practised in secret, in his room at night     when he was supposed to sleep and, later, outside, after school, at the     quiet abandoned places he loved to visit and skateboard around. It'd     taken a lot of practice, but he'd gotten far. Perhaps he could help this     guy out -- he'd love to.

        ❝Y-you shouldn't be. There's no r-r-reason to be h-hard on         yourself.❞ Tilting his head, his smile grows a little. ❝H-huh. I         d-discovered m-my powers when I w-w-was seven.❞

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[ Stranger ]

         ❝ Well, if there’s one thing I know about people,             it’s that they have the ability to be prejudiced             towards others over the dumbest things. ❞

        ❝...y-yeah. I-I guess you're r-right about that.❞ He pauses for         a moment, offering the other a tiny, warm smile. ❝U-uh, s-sorry for         b-b-bothering you with th-that. I-it was j-just on my mind...❞ 

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[ Johnny ]

     He knows how difficult this must be, so he’s      quiet and polite as he lets the other talk, but      he’s relieved to find that that’s all it was, and      nothing more serious. ‘You’re asexual?’ he      repeats, a soft smile on his face. ‘That’s great,      Reece. That you’ve figured it out. I know it feels      so much better when you know what you are.      Labels aren’t that important, really, but it’s      so comforting to know there’s a place for you.      It’s totally normal to be asexual, okay? Just like      it’s totally normal that I’m gay. I’m proud of you.’      And he wraps an arm around Reece and pulls      him in for a hug.

    Reece is relieved he went to Johnny to talk about     this. He'd felt that, because the other is gay, it'd     somehow be easier for him to understand; to accept     and give advice, and his reaction isn't disappointing.     He smiles in relief, and nods. ❝Y-yeah. I-I-I know.     I-I just... I d-d-didn't know i-it actually w-was a     thing. That it h-h-has a n-name.❞ His smile grows     slightly, and the hug is returned. It feels good, to have     told him this.

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[ Juliet ]

❝You don’t have to keep   being nice to me, you know.❞ 

She hisses the word nice as if it were a curse. Curiously, however, she makes no motion to remove the scarf and return it. 

        ❝...uh. B-but you d-deserve it. ...s-someone being         n-nice to y-you.❞

    He's not offended she spits that word as though it's a     curse. In fact, it's a reaction he often gets, told off for     being nice. But it doesn't stop him from going out of his     way to help others; to make them feel better and get     them through the day. He doesn't even want a thank     you. He just likes doing it.

        ❝...s-so. You want that d-d-drink?❞

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[ Lilli ]

      “I feel so..lost. And sick,       I can’t eat.       I just ache, my heart hurts.”

    He looks at her for another moment, but then he      pulls the female into a tight hug. He's not sure what's     wrong with her; what has happened to her to feel this     way, but he'll be there for her. ❝Y-you'll be o-okay,❞     he says. ❝I-I know you w-w-will b-be. A-and you     c-c-can t-talk if you want. I-I'm here, okay?❞

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[ Juliet ]

❝Nah, I’m… sure fine.❞ 

She says that but she’s burying herself so deep into her clothes it’s making her look even smaller.

        ❝H-here,❞ he says, taking the scarf from his neck         and draping it around Juliet. ❝I can g-g-g-get you         a w-w-warm d-drink too, if y-you'd like.❞