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@Lenered forum 138 comments schedule
@Lenered

Two best friends who've lived next to each other for their whole lives and have windows connecting them.

Of course, everything changes when one of them accidentally gets powers and becomes a superhero.

I hope this is fun!

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Can I join?

@Lenered

Yes, yes you can

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Yay! :D

@Lenered

CHARACTER TEMPLATE:

Name:
(if superhero) Superhero Name:
Age:
Gender:
Personality:
Flaws:
Appearance:
Clothes:
(If superhero) Superhero Clothes:
Worst Fear:
Other:

Am I missing anything? No? Alright then.

@Lenered

(You can be the superhero if you want)

@Lenered

(I have to go for an hour, I have a cake to bake)

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Name: Ferran Dun
(if superhero) Superhero Name: Can he be the unpowered one?
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Personality: INFP, quiet, tries too hard to get people to like him, really weird when you get to know him
Flaws: Overemotional, Takes things personally, shy
Appearance: Short fluffy white hair (dyed, naturally dark brown/black), Brown eyes, tan skin, 6'0, dimples
Clothes: Hoodie, t-shirt, jeans, converse (wow….he dresses like a homeless person…)
(If superhero) Superhero Clothes:
Worst Fear: Being alone
Other: Hufflepuff

Is this okay?

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(Bake that cake sista)

@Lenered

Name: Marlowe (Marli) Juniper Cosima Frank
(if superhero) Superhero Name: Akoni (It means Valor/hero in Yoruba, her father's language)
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Personality: Wild, free, curious, brash, confident, adventurous, annoying, clingy, afraid of change, she feels like everything is going too fast and she just wants to slow down, live in the moment, she's impulsive, fearless, but also always scared, she wishes people would understand
Flaws: She's too brash and impulsive, she doesn't think ahead or see the consequences, she's a bit self-absorbed, unable to see the problems of the people around her
Appearance:
https://www.pinterest.com/pin/321585229636781123/
Clothes: Grey overcoat, black jeans, red shoes, tucked white dress shirt, red bow tie
(If superhero) Superhero Clothes: Black hooded poncho, black leggings, black combat boots with spikes for soles
Mask:

Worst Fear: Being Forgotten
Other: She's obsessed with stars and the night sky, she can speak complete German (her mother's language) but not complete Yoruba (father's language) she can also speak english

@Lenered

(I'm sorry for using so many images, I didn't know how to describe the mask or her face)

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(It's fine bro. Sorry I disappeared I had to go to bed)

@Lenered

(Bed is important 👍)

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(Sup I am back!)

@Lenered

(Aaaand so am I!)

@Lenered

(Ready to start?)

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(Sure!)

@Lenered

(Yas!)

@Lenered

It was the dead of the night. Marlowe slowly slid up her window sill and threw a pebble at the window across from it. "Ferran, wake up," she hissed, even though the window was closed. She decided to throw more pebbles.

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Ferran jolted awake. DEMONS!
He glanced at the window. Oh wait…just Marlowe….close enough.
He scrambled over and opened the window. "What?"

@Lenered

"Dude, Emily's throwing a party. Let's go." Marlowe climbed into his room and showed off her party dress. "Put something on. Now."

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"It's the middle of the night!" He exclaimed, going to his closet.

@Lenered

"Yeah, I know, this party's gonna be sick." She looked oddly excited, glitter eye shadow sparkling even though it was dark.

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Ferran squinted. "Okay. But we're not supposed to go…."

@Lenered

"Says who? Ferran, let's have fun, come on!" Marlowe scoped out his closet. "Choose something nice."

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"Like what?" He put his hands on his hips.

@Lenered

"I don't know, something that suits your wonderful eyes?" She put her hands on her hips, mimicking him.

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Ferran rolled his eyes. "Lordy. You're always flirty when you're excited."

@Lenered

She shrugged, the short skirt of her dress riding up her thighs as she had to pull it down every three minutes. "Maybe so. I wrote a poem about your eyes in the sixth grade. Don't make me read it to you. That would be embarrassing. Now quick, get something to wear, I'll close my eyes."

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Ferran shook his head. "You're despicable. Is this formal?"