Post by micah jacob colton on May 11, 2010 17:40:52 GMT -5
Could We Pretend That Airplanes In The
Night Sky Are Like Shooting Stars ?!
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MICAH JACOB COLTON!
Could Really Use A Wish Right Now
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I Could Use A Dream Or A Genie Or A Wish
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Night Sky Are Like Shooting Stars ?!
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MICAH JACOB COLTON!
Could Really Use A Wish Right Now
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I Could Use A Dream Or A Genie Or A Wish
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FULL NAME: Micah Jacob Colton
NICKNAMES: MJ
AGE/BIRTHDAY: Nineteen, 11th January
ORIENTATION: heterosexual
AFFLIATION: The Prendere
POWER: Empathy as his first power. Power sensing as his minor power.
PLAY BY: Chace Crawford <3
To Go Back To A Place Much Simpler Than This
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Once the most honest and reliable person in the world, Micah would refuse to take violent action unless it was a matter of him or his friends getting hurt, or indeed it was for the greater cause. He'd spend most of his time worrying about the feelings of those around him and with the empathy power, frequently struggled with the sheer intensity of some feelings. Micah had been willing to help everyone and anyone no matter if he knew them or not and would continue to do so until he knew they were fine without him. Possibly a touch overcaring, Micah had a tendency to put too much hope in people and things, leaving him disappointed at the end of the day. Indeed, his personal skills were excellent and not once would he brag about his strong connection to his empathy but readily accepted the second in command post as an opportunity to help others even more. Stubborn beyond belief, Micah was incredibly independent and relies on no-one his entire life although became attached easily, making life long friends and even more. However, with the events that happened, Micah's personality was altered for him to a great extent.
Arrogant. Self assured. Stubborn. They are only the starter words to describe Micah's attitude to life now. Uncaring on whether he hurts your feelings or your thoughts, Micah is exceptionally good at critisising people often without them even realising it. His humour is subtle and yet dark to the point where something not in the slightest bit funny to anyone else will be hilarious to him. Of course, he's not one to exactly lose control and so it would be foolish to expect anything more then a cocky smirk to take its place on his face. He's knows he's good with his powers and he isn't prepared to make you forget that, whether that is verbally or through an actual personal display. However, Micah has kept some of his old traits in that he takes what people say far too personally and seriously, often overthinking a situation long after its happened. Inevitably it can cause him to become confused, something he hates more then anything except for the headaches he sometimes gets randomly.
Micah frequently enjoyed reading previous to the change but now focuses on his entire time on serving the government and improving his powers as much as possible. His power sensing ability is inpossibly useful to the Government as it reduces the time it takes having to search out the gifted people. Completely and unopposingly under the control of the leader of the Government, Micah follows her every order to a tee and has a firm belief that he is in love with her rather then with Kam as is the actual case. Nevertheless, Micah carries the secret with him that at night he gets incredible migraines far past any type of pain he's felt before although he is at a loss as to why. Choosing to keep it a secret, Micah simply does not want to disappoint his leader with a sign of weakness like that one, unaware that it is caused from the blockage of his actual memories in the form of new, created ones.
Cause After All The Partying, The Smashin' And Crashin'
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Born to a power sensing father and an empathetic as a mother, Micah's family were targeted from the off. Within the first couple of months of him being born, Micah was registered and tattooed as a strong watch for the future, particularly if he gained his fathers power sensing. Limited on what they could do and where they could go, Micah's mother gave him a scarf to cover up the tattoo on the back of his neck to which Micah has kept to this day. It was at the young age of 4 that Micah and his parents realised he had in fact gained the powers of his mother at least when it was obvious he could sense the lowering mood of the people around him before they even announced their sadness. Due to the constant tabs from the Government, it didn't take long for them to notice what Micah's parents had already realised and on his sixth birthday, they arrived at the house to take Micah away to train him up to be of use when he was old enough, as well as extending his already very strong grip of his powers.
However, his loving parents were unwilling to give Micah up easily and a fight ensued which resulted in Micah successfully grabbing his prepared backpack and running. Unfortunately his parents were not as lucky and were taken by the Government. Running, Micah managed to find his way onto the New York subway and it was at this point that he used his powers properly on another person, most notably the ticket inspector which Micah used his empathy to get away with not having any money. A lady then approached Micah named Dayna and asked him if he was aware that he was special and told him quietly of an underground group that could help him. Micah took her hand, his powers screaming at him that this woman was powerful and that she was telling the truth with honest intentions.
Dayna quickly became a mother figure to Micah, helping him through the difficult first year of missing his loving parents but at the same time learning some more about his powers. He was extremely apt at using them, particularly his empathy and his strong connection quickly became clear to the growing movement against the Government. At fifteen years old, Micah was walking the streets after having just been to the library to return the books Dayna had made him read when he felt a strong power shift and a rush of excitement from one person. Sure, when he'd ran the corner Micah had been shocked at the appearance of two people rather then just one as he had sensed, but helped the beautiful girl nonetheless. Confused on why he could not sense her power at all, he told her of the underground and was openly happy at the fact she accepted straight away. Kam and himself quickly became best of friends to the point where it was impossible to separate them. Still, micah's powers continued to grow and his grip on his empathy was so strong that at just 17 years old, Dayna made him second in command with the backing of the rest of the group.
However, the government still had greated plans for Micah and when the chance presented itself, managed to capture and manipulate his memories to believe he was doing the right thing in helping the Government. Significantly, despite Micah having been in love with kamryn since a week after he first met her, his memories now make her out as the enemy, as well as his not-blood mother Dayna.
And All The Glips And The Glam And The Fashion
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oh hayyy there! my name is Leigh! and i am eighteen years old. i have been rping for four years and i've got some mad skill! you can tell by looking at Sasha Marie Thomason or by looking below!
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oh hayyy there! my name is Leigh! and i am eighteen years old. i have been rping for four years and i've got some mad skill! you can tell by looking at Sasha Marie Thomason or by looking below!
Huffing lightly at Mary Jane, Noah kept his eyes on her for the simple reason no normal human of the male species would do otherwise. The two of them had been in Australia for a few days now meaning that they both had successfully caught some sun already. They’d explored some of the smaller towns on the coastal areas, many of them untouched from moving tourists which was a good thing as it seemingly made it more natural. More romantic. Of course really the whole idea of the two of them jetting off to stay on a boat by themselves was pretty close to romantic as you could get but still, at least it wasn’t going to be ruined by drunk people. If they carried up along the coast as Noah had been planning to do, he would finally be able to show MJ the beach he’d spotted last time which he knew she would love. Truthfully, they would probably end up spending a few days there, as it really was perfect. White sand, clear blue sea and just general… peace was pretty much the opposite of what Northampton was. It would be perfect just to see MJ’s face as they pulled up. His green eyes stayed on her as she took a seat beside his hip, Noah’s fingers on his left hand drawing small circles on the soft skin of her thigh as he whined her name. He blinked as she dropped a kiss on his cheek, although his eyes narrowed slightly at her intentions. It would be no surprise to anyone to say that MJ knew how to work Noah, and Noah himself was fully aware of this. Sure, it brushed his inflated ego somewhat, but then, what was he supposed to do? He was in love and limited his want of resistance somewhat.
Noah pouted a little when her head stayed by his ear, whispering quite obviously for what she was looking for. She was genuinely going to kill him. A guy could only give so much in a day and at this rate, she was running him insane. He’d commented to Garret but the bastard had just laughed and suggested he was the only boy who was going to complain about this sort of thing. Huh, maybe it was true but still. Plus, wasn’t making love supposed to be far more special and romantic if they were to wait, ‘take it slow’ as MJ had put it that fateful night. Pah, who was he kidding, really? He just didn’t want to let her down, disappoint her. He’d have been pathetic as a man if his eyes hadn’t dropped again to stare at her body as she pulled back, completely missing her light roll of her eyes. Hey, she shouldn’t have worn this bikini if that was the case. Giving his own opinion of the state of men compared to women, quite predictably Noah lifted his brow considerably at her slip of words of going to her knees for him, his famous naughty smirk taking its rightful place on his mouth. Well, if she was offering? He was about to comment before she corrected herself, clearly seeing that Noah’s mind went straight to the gutter. She was the one propositioning him again right now though, so honestly it was slightly ironic. He shifted the weight of his head resting on his arm to look at her better, his eyebrows still raised slightly as she carried on.
Strangely, Noah knew full well why the two of them got on so damn perfectly. They were similar in the same personality kind of ways. Sure, opposites do attract but it would be damn sight nearly impossible to not have a connection with someone so stubborn as Noah had been known to be. Naturally as a Charlton, he spoke significantly more bullshit than she did but it was those times that MJ was really the only one suitable at knocking him back and he knew that. Hell, everyone knew that which was why Noah had gotten away with saying what he liked for the most part in the two months they were apart. His mother had obviously curbed it on holiday but otherwise, there had been no-one to hold him back and truthfully, Noah didn’t like that. He wanted a challenge. Of course Winter was able to shut him up but she was on the same wave length in terms of humour so she knew how to distract Noah. Garret just confused him so that was out of the question. No, simply, MJ knew how to reign him in which was a damn good thing.
Like now, Noah kept his mouth shut firmly as she spoke some more, although he died to ask her what she wanted. Never mind, forget that as it was answered a moment later when she leaned in and attached her soft lips to his strong jaw line. Noah pouted a little again and was going to suggest they go to the shore line or something and see what they could find when his mind went a bit blank when MJ continued, this time her mouth attaching to his neck. Damn it. His green eyes blinked shut for a moment and he let out a small faltered breath at the feather light kisses in all the places she clearly knew was his weakest spot. Sure, he used her spot behind her ear to get his own way but this was naughty. ”Mary Jane…” Noah’s voice was a little more deeper, his legs adjusting themselves too much on the lounger as he became increasingly uncomfortable. His right hand grabbed the side of his trunks and scrunched them in his hand to keep control, as well as perhaps shift them slightly to make it more comfortable for himself. ”I know… we… don’t need to go slow… but I can’t…” He tried to get his words out around the sensitive tingle the kisses were giving him. Hell, if anyone could beat MJ in the stubborn game it was going to be Noah. Lifting his hands, Noah pushed very, very lightly against her stomach to try and lift her up away from his neck. ”We should go… erm…” Noah’s eyes darted from MJ for the first time to anyone else, ”to the SHORE! Yes, to the shore!” Where there was people! Where he could gain some of his energy back and make it way more enjoyable when they returned. Almost shrinking in against the determined look on her face, Noah clenched his eyes tightly shut. ”Nope. Didn’t think of this one, did you? If I can’t see you, you can’t see me.” Desperate times were calling for desperate measures, even if his voice was throwing amusement from its tone. He wasn’t being serious but hopefully it could distract MJ enough for now for her to get bored.
so this temp was made by hey it's shmey! of caution
2.0. all the lyrics are from the song airplanes by b.o.b.
feat hayley of paramore. no stealing any of this or you
will be hunted down. understand? good. [;
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