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Forum Games and Roleplaying / You Are the Telekinetic
« on: March 31, 2012, 12:27:47 am »
April 21st, 2012
Amarillo, Texas
You were living a fairly normal life before you discovered your ability. At first it was by accident; knocking things off shelves, waking up hovering above your bed, opening doors you meant to walk through. At first you couldn't control it, but slowly the grasp of it has become familiar. Now you sit in the middle of your bed, legs crossed and eyes furrowed in concentration, staring at an apple. It sits there gleaming slightly in the light of the buzzing overhead fan. Trying again for the fifth time this week, you summon up every ounce of concentration and willpower and try to focus on the apple. At first, nothing. But then, that indescribable flexing sensation wells up and the fruit begins to rise. It hovers above the dark blue sheet, a little mental push and you begin to spin it like a top. Another push and it's swinging back and forth like a pendulum, still rotating. Concentrating on the angle and forces you stop the swinging and begin to orbit the apple around your head, eyes dreamily following the progress of your new satellite. Suddenly your head begins to swim, spots flare in front of your eyes and the apple lands with a soft thud on the hardwood floor. Softly your mother calls from the living room, asking if you are okay. Trying to regain your concentration you force yourself to remember your name and background.
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Amarillo, Texas
You were living a fairly normal life before you discovered your ability. At first it was by accident; knocking things off shelves, waking up hovering above your bed, opening doors you meant to walk through. At first you couldn't control it, but slowly the grasp of it has become familiar. Now you sit in the middle of your bed, legs crossed and eyes furrowed in concentration, staring at an apple. It sits there gleaming slightly in the light of the buzzing overhead fan. Trying again for the fifth time this week, you summon up every ounce of concentration and willpower and try to focus on the apple. At first, nothing. But then, that indescribable flexing sensation wells up and the fruit begins to rise. It hovers above the dark blue sheet, a little mental push and you begin to spin it like a top. Another push and it's swinging back and forth like a pendulum, still rotating. Concentrating on the angle and forces you stop the swinging and begin to orbit the apple around your head, eyes dreamily following the progress of your new satellite. Suddenly your head begins to swim, spots flare in front of your eyes and the apple lands with a soft thud on the hardwood floor. Softly your mother calls from the living room, asking if you are okay. Trying to regain your concentration you force yourself to remember your name and background.
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