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Plot: A forbidden gold lies in a far away place. A teenager comes across it, and out of a pure moment of wonder and greed, takes the gold. Putting it around his neck, he unknowingly locks a curse. The curse of being a supernatural. He isn't alone, though. After finally figuring it out, he needs to get to the one person who can reverse the change: God. After meeting a friend who thinks he knows the way, the two travel along the path to the creator. At first, the friend seems normal, but the cursed teenager will soon come to find it isn't by chance this person knows how to get there.

Will they ever get there and break the curse? Or will the teenager's mistake forever morph him into one of the most unperceived, dangerous creatures in all the planet?


My Bio:

Name: Cameron (Called Cam for short)
Gender: Male
Age: 17 years old
Supernatural: He was born as a supernatural. Because of this, it's nearly impossible for him to become normal. He appears to normal humans to be human himself, but he has a special ability. He's able to control the electricity of man and nature. He can tame the electricity that powers homes and cities, and can control the very thunder that comes from the heavens themselves.
Personality: Will reveal in RP
History: May reveal later ^^
Crush: N/A
Other: N/A
Appearance: Clicketh
Other Appearance: He looks pretty much the same, but his eyes are bluer than normal, and he has wings he can extend or disextend at any time. They look like demonic style wings, but instead of being black, are white and gold. Here is a picture I drew to show basically what he would look like:
*I will reveal why his wings are demonic style somewhere in the RP*

Name: Darren
Gender: Male
Age: 16 years old
Supernatural: Fire Dragon
Personality: Will reveal in RP
History: Has led a normal life until recently when he turned into a being that he didn't even know existed.
Crush: N/A
Other: N/A
Human Appearance: http://blogs.kansascity.com/photos/unca ... anson1.jpg
Dragon Appearance: golden scales, 50 foot wing span, the size of a medieval age ship

Who should start?

Alrighty, let's start then :3

Cam walked along the silent paths. These days the lands were nothing but deserted. He sighed and looked up at the afternoon light. Was he ever going to find someone to befriend? Someone to at least converse with? Probably never... he thought to himself. He looked down at the ground again and found a spot to sit down in. His back curved against the smooth rocks, and he flexed his wings so that they wouldn't get crushed.

Was there even a real reason he sent me down here? Cameron thought. The Lord himself had had Cam up where he was as an infant. Knowing he was going to do something to save many lives, he had given him supernatural powers at birth. He had been born with them. Right before he dropped him for who knows how much distance, he gave him white and gold wings. It was strange, though, because usually the creator's preference was feathery wings, like those of all his helpers called angels. Unlike them, though, he had given Cam wings that set him apart from the others. Ones that represented the element he could posses. They were much more demonic in style... yet they held the colors of light. Cameron still couldn't figure out, though, what purpose he was sent to earth for. He was basically sent like a mortal, except with special gifts that meant nothing if he couldn't use them.

Sitting there, looking forward at the scenery, Cameron sighed again. "Why?" he asked softly. There was no one there, yet the teenager felt as if he should say it aloud...

Darren growled while walking around the road. He was thinking why did it have to be him that was cursed to be a creature that couldn't even be existing. He hated God for that reason but knew that he was the only person who could help him in this predicament that he was in right now. He roared at the heavens but laid down where he was afterwords while sighing deeply.

Cameron wasn't sure what else to do other than dwindle on his past. He kept sitting on the dusty road, not even really paying any mind to the faint footsteps he thought he was hearing, and although he didn't know it they truly were. He breathed a slow breath, flexing his wings again so that they sat comfortably at his side. "Gonna be a lonely ride, that's all I have to say," He noted to himself.

Darren shook his head. Why did I of all people have to be cursed? What did I ever do to have fate against me? Why am I a dragon? Why does God hate me so? Why do I feel so lonely now than ever? I've always been a loner but now that I'm truly alone I feel loneliness. He sighed and got up to resume his walking while swishing his enormous tail back and forth. He started flapping his wings to get off of the ground and fly to a remote section of the world so he could think straight without all of the distractions clouding his thoughts.

Cameron didn't know what else to do, but got up and took flight to shake off any bad feelings he had... which was a lot. While flying, he thought he could hear another set of wings flapping, but he ignored it, thinking it was a figment of his imaginaiton. Only when he got knocked upside the face by colliding with that seperate pair and the body they belonged to did he finally realize it wasn't a figment of his imagination after all...

Darren looked at Cameron who ran into him and looked sorry. He said "I'm so sorry that I ran into you. Are you okay? Did I hurt you? I've never met something similar to me before. The 'not' human."

Cam shook his vision and eventually the blurring died down. When he got up from the dusty ground he looked up at Darren. "Uh, no problem. It may have been my fault either way..." he trailed off, noticing Darren wasn't human. Well, obviously he wasn't, otherwise they wouldn't have bumped into each other. Though, he had what looked like a dragon tail and Cam shook his head jokingly. "Put on the gold, huh?" He asked. He wasn't sure how he knew about it, but for some reason, he did.

Darren's eyes looked hurt and he plopped down roughly without saying anything. He sighed and turned over so he didn't have to look at the creature that was in front of him. He started crying softly but his massive body shook with vibrations every now and then due to crying so hard.

Cam wasn't really sure how to react but whispered to himself, "I guess that's a yes." He came down closer to the other supernatural. "Hey, it's alright. It isn't the end of the world, even if it seems like it." He looked up, wondering faintly if maybe this was the reason he was sent down? It couldn't have been... could it?

Darren growled at Cameron as he turned to face him and said angrily "How dare you say it's alright. Everyone turned their backs on me because of what I am. They are all disgusted with what I've become. Even my own mother is so how could any of this be alright." He said this with a hateful passion that could fill all of the oceans with rage. He laid back down and turned around again. He continued on crying but this time it came out with soft growls now and then. He said softly "God cursed me with this. Why does he hate me so? I've never done anything wrong to deserve this punishment. Maybe God is as evil as some people think he is."