This is for all of the people who are waiting for posts. This has generally no plot, no reason, and no rules. No sheets, no nothing. Just RP with whatever comes to your head. Now, post before I am swallowed by BOREDOM!!!!

Bob wake up. Wait, that's not gramatically correct. Oh, ok! Bob is a guy. And stuff! His power is boredom generated grammar breaking...kinesis!

No, he can umm...mauvekinesis! Bob can control any object that is mauve, and is near suicide because there are so few damn things colored mauve(because it's tacky and the gays hate it, and Bob is gay, so he hates his power and his pants, which are mauve and also capris, which are SOOOOOO last year!) He has a gun to his mouth. Wait, no, that's lame. He has a MAUVE GUN to his head, with mauve bullets. And to make sure he dies, he has a pointed stick gun ready to fire in 54 seconds and finish himself off.

But wait! The Pink Haired Man is bored, and decides to just mess around with some people. He's like...God...on crack. ALL the powers(hey, powergaming encouraged here!) and some really weird ones- like diarykinesis. That's just odd...

Anyway, Pink hair dude uses Hiro's power and stops time, tackling Bob out of the way of his own bullet in something that would be slo-mo but we have no effects budget so it isn't and looks really cheesy.

"Save the Muggles. Save the world." He says, and then BAMFs away, like Nightcrawler. He even uses his Comickinesis power to make a sound bubble. Pink Hair guy is awesome.

Bob is all "meh, I guess the world is kool. I'll save it!" And has a new purpose in life. The Pink Haired Man will appear to every one of your characters now...or not. It doesn't really matter.

Sylar the lemur stood in the middle of the street. "What happened?", he thought to himself. He was in Times Square. Before he opened his eyes, he was sitting in his office, staring at his clock. "Where am I?", thought Sylar, his eyes wide. He stood wearing nothing. He was nekkid.

Louis is a Mall Santa. It is his job. Sadly, he hates it. His lap is bright red, and no one loves him. He is sitting there when a Pink Haired Man sits on his lap. And the kid in his lap. He stared at the man.

"You are needed Loius. Mr. Muggles is the key."

Loius stared at him, dumbfounded.

"FIne, how about this. You are Harry Potter, and Mr.Muggles is your Sorcerors Stone."

Loius nodded. He understood. He was needed.

"You have the Ultimatum power, and will lead a group of people to save Mr.Muggles."

Loius looked at the man.

"Are you saying being able to shift the intensity of my iris's color is the Ultimatum power?"

Pink Hair stared at him.

"Oh, your the wrong guy. Well...sucks for you."

He disappeared. Louis stood up.

"I know what I must do."

He ran out of the mall, ready to help save the world.

Did I mention Bob lives in an EEVIL castle in Sylar's office? Yeah, well- HE DOES! Shut up. It's called improvising and it's awesome. Bob is also, his day job- improvosational dry cleaner. Don't ask how it works. Or he'll mauve you to death. Anyhoo, he opened the door to his castle, which went "MUWAHAHAHAH" whenever you open or close it, and walked over.

"Dude, Sylar is nekkid! ROLFBAMFO!"

"Shut up." said Sylar The Lemur, who can now talk, btw.

"ROFLBURGERZ!!!"

"Shut up."

"LMAOHORSE!"

"That doesn't even make SENSE! Shut up!"

"That's mean." Bob was unhappy. He went to kill himself.

"No, don't kill ya self! Foo!" Said Sylar the Lemur.

"Ok." Bob was easily influenced. "Did I mention we have to save Muggles to save the world?"

"No. You just used leet speek a bunch."

"Oh, yeah. That's a bad habit of mine. Along with this." Bob scratched his crotch.

"eew."

"Yeah, I know. But we need to save the world." "

"Well, working right next to a castle is weird and boring. So cool." Said Sylar, shrugging.

"WOO+!" Yelled Bob.

THE MISSION BEGINS! AND JUNKZ!

The 3 Triplets stood up and dance on the Swedish tap dancing stage. Pink Haired man danced with them. They were graceful.

"Hullo Antonio."

All 9 of them, the 4 guys and 5 girls turned to look at him.

"Hidy ho Pinky."

"You need to Save Muggles, Save the World."

They tapped danced into the sunset, but it was too hot so they decided to help save the world. They tap danced through oceans to go save Muggles, who they didn't even know. Well, they asked to gas station of America, which led them to New York. They danced to Santa, and gave him huggles.

"TO SAVE THE WORLD!!!!!"

Louis danced with them to Sylar's office.

The 3 Triplets stood up and dance on the Swedish tap dancing stage. Pink Haired man danced with them. They were graceful.

"Hullo Antonio."

All 9 of them, the 4 guys and 5 girls turned to look at him.

"Hidy ho Pinky."

"You need to Save Muggles, Save the World."

They tapped danced into the sunset, but it was too hot so they decided to help save the world. They tap danced through oceans to go save Muggles, who they didn't even know. Well, they asked to gas station of America, which led them to New York. They danced to Santa, and gave him huggles.

"TO SAVE THE WORLD!!!!!"

Louis danced with them to Sylar's office.

The 3 Triplets stood up and dance on the Swedish tap dancing stage. Pink Haired man danced with them. They were graceful.

"Hullo Antonio."

All 9 of them, the 4 guys and 5 girls turned to look at him.

"Hidy ho Pinky."

"You need to Save Muggles, Save the World."

They tapped danced into the sunset, but it was too hot so they decided to help save the world. They tap danced through oceans to go save Muggles, who they didn't even know. Well, they asked to gas station of America, which led them to New York. They danced to Santa, and gave him huggles.

"TO SAVE THE WORLD!!!!!"

Louis danced with them to Sylar's office.

And now we meet Zachary, Sylar The Lemur's sexy half lemur cousin!


Zachary walked up behind the nekkid Sylar lemur who stood in the road. "Uhhh...dude, why are you nekkid?", he asked, then pointed and laughed.

"Shut up, Zach!", he replied.

"Was wonderin' that meself. lolz." Said Bob. Then he noticed the new people.

"Hey, bunch of new people. You going to save the world too?"

"Yeah." They all said.

"Ok. Anyone know what a muggle is?"

Zachary knew.

"I'm too sexy to read...but I heard it was something from Harry Popper."

Bob remembered something key!

"SPIDER PIG! SPIDER PIG!" He began screaming and running around, all the mauve objects in the room(read:Nothing) flying everywhere.

"DOES WHTEVA A SPIDER-PIGG DOES!!!!!!!!", Sylar said.

"HE CAN SWING FROM A WEB, BUT HE'S A PIGG, LOOK OUUUUUUUUUT!", said Mohinder The Lemur, whom had just walked up, wanting to help save the world.

"HEEEEEEEEEEEEEE'S SPIDER-PIGG!!!!!!!!!!!", the rest of them completed.

Ok.

Loius ran around with Bob. Antonio got nekkid and spun around in circles. Then they stopped. The saw a Harry Popper movie playing.

"TO SAVE THE WORLD!!!!"

They ran off. In the other direction.

"WAIT!", yelled Zach, after Louis and Antonio. "YOU CAN TAKE SPIDER-PIGG WITH YOU!"

After much running, people started to fall down and die. Including the never before mentioned Larry, who was a TK. RIP, TK Larry. Then Bob stopped-

"So...what's a muggles?"

A long pause.

Then The Narrator, Named....err...Deus Ex Machina- yeah, that's it! Descended from teh skyz- all 8 of the skies. Standing there being awesome, he used The Narrator Voice(!!!) aka.that movie trailer guy's deep deep voice-

"Mr.Muggles is a dog. In Texas. GOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" He yelled and POOFED away.

A long pause. This was becoming a trend.

"Ok." Everyone said in unison.

"This is creepy." They all said once agian.

"WHOA!" in unison.

Antonio hi jacked a Greyhound bus then blew it up.

"TO TEXAS!!!!"

All 9 of Antonio jumped on a human rocket and blasted to Mexico. They died trajectlly.

Louis stared and then hugged everyone.

Bob got a bit...handsy with Luis's hug. The reaction...not so much. Yeah...let's move past that, shall we?

Bob sighed. He was unloved. After a failed suicide attempt(broken noose) Bob walked back to the group.

"We could take my car..." Bob pointed to his mauve car and then lifted his hand,mauvekinesising it into a Mauvehound bus.

"WOO+!" Yelled Bob, to the weirded-outness of everyone else.

A man dressed like a hybrid between Willy Wanka and an old timey detective slowly walked towards the muave bus, cane tapping the ground. He started to climb in.

"What? Who are you?" Bob asked.

"Who is anyone?" asked the strange man.

"Why are you here?" Louis shouted loudly for no reason.

"Why are you, what is here, and what is the meaning of their convergeance?" asked the stranger.

"Stop answering questions with questions!" shouted Zach while shaking his fist in the air and waving a cane he found earlier that no-one mentioned.

"Ah, but are not questions the answer?" asked the stranger before he got on the bus and sat down.

Sylar lemur got the idea to look at his name-tag, which read "Names are not identities." Sylar lemur took it literaly and started calling him N.A.N.I., "Hey Nani" said the lemur "this ain't a free ride!"

"Ah, but isn't it? Is not a ride to freedom as the sky is to an apple?" Asked Nani, the man with the power of obfuscationesis.

CARZ!!!!!!!!"

Louis danced again, then jumped into the car in the bus.

"MUSH!!!!!!!"

This Nani fellow was weird, and confusing. It hurt Bob's head. That Bob had kept the pointed stick from the pointed stick gun and had taken to sticking it in his ear canal and into his brain tissue most likely wasn't helping his case in understand the obfuscationetic, but that is beside the point! Bob walked into the car and waited for someone else to drive.

No one volunteered.

So he poked his brain again.

"You know that might not be the best idea..." said Sylemur.

Bob was, as noted before, easily swayed.

"A-okay, Purple Talking Flower!" Bob said, the stick having obviously done its damage to his thinking-parts, and stopped.

Louis grabbed the stick.

"LET US GO!!!!!!!!"

He hit the NOS. Then, Vin Diesal from Fast and the Furious pulled up.

"Let's race."

They were side by side till Louis threw the stick in his brain.

"NAARGGH!!"

THey sped off into the distance, heading to Ohio *coughTexascogh*

Louis asked "Which way?"

Nani looked over the map, upside down and through a mirror. "You must not never turn left at the exit second prime but divisable from 300 while being certain to not turn at neither the exit prior nor the fifth exit hence. The exit in question may or may not exist and may or may not be in actuality an exit rather than a street. If my information is accurate, follow it. If it is not, do not. But whatever you do, you must remember one thing: right turns are no substitute for detours when driving in the middle lane of a one-lane street."

"Err, right."

Louis picked up a metal detector.

"Follow me!"

"Err, right."

Louis picked up a metal detector.

"Follow me!"

The Undertaker appeared out of the ground and followed Luis

"Souls" he yelled Zombie-like as he waited for something exciting to do while his egg salad cooked in the refridgerator

It was a peuce and gravy night.
Viscount Baron Sir Albert Vonbecking-saudden Totenpofk Lezz Arnold Menscher Weslop Esterchire Neeeblingersajoup Ramalamadoofui Ryan Crayfishinmurderwalters Stiltoncolbybrookingstone Oooualaaoueloeu Wassowitzovitch Stywzczyzky Ptango Ungle Bungle Truglewold Botsmiller Xeckarp Fwick Vinsssonnn Ulm shot himself through the throat.
It was all over the news. Unfortunately, he was referred to as Albert Menscher Ulm.
Damn media. Jimbo threw a banana at the TV. It splutted with a satisfying MEOW!
Jimbo .......Ulm sat in his Wafflehaus, entirely constructed using waffle bricks and peanut butter.
But Suddenly!
Jimbo saw the Holy Saint Rodrigo Alfonso of Tijuana, patron saint of extremely fragile glass vases, sad pandas, high school productions of Grease, and methane, in the banana splatter.
"IT'S A SIGN! A MISSION FROM HIS NOODLINESS! I MUST TRAVEL TO THE CASTLE OF SYLAR THE MONKEY!"
Jimbo threw fifty-six neon orange candles through a maroon hula hoop, which had never been done EVER before, and would never be done again. The incredible-ness of this act created a hole in the space-time continuum, which Jimbo promptly jumped through. Thus was Jimbo's power: creating holes in the very fabric of the narrative.
POPSQUISHWICKYWANNAHERRING! And several Mohinder clones turned into lounge chairs.
And Jimbo may not have landed with an anti-thud. But you'll never know.
He looked around.
Greaaaatttt....
"Answer me these questions three, lest the other side ye see."
"I summon WEIRD AL!"
Weird Al Yankovic appeared.
"USE ACCORDION POWER!"
Weird Al turned all of the Bridgekeeper's favorite medieval chants into upbeat polkas.
The Bridgekeeper jumped off the bridge, to end the terrible agony.
POOFFLEFISH
Weird Al changed into ALF.
AUUUGH!
Quickly, Jimbo stuffed eight mood rings and a tube of astronaut food inside a Jurassic Park Triceratops plushie.
RRRRCOPOSONIKIWADA
Ahhh...back in the real world.
"Mrrrkk!"
"NOOOOO! A DODO!"

Bob sat in the car, if they were still going to Odessa in the automobile, which he was too tired to remember the narrative, so he thought they were.

"When will Uluru be attacking? AND WHAT OF THE MUFFINS!!!!!?"

No one except that obtuse guy and the new dude understood the reference, and Bob sobbed in the corner for exactly 23.2 minutes.

Pacman came across the street forcing the party to swerve to the left. The car lit up. Then they ealized. This was the car from Back to the Future. They blasted into the past.

"THis sucks"

Amazingly, Jimbo discovered himself in some kinda vehicle, with other peoples of some kind.
And the car was in 14th century Albania!
"RARR! I IS VAMPYRE LOL!"
"Holy baklava! The dreaded Albanian 1337pyre! Quickly, with the turkey basters!"
When no trukey basters could be found, Jimbo pulled out a dictionary.
"Dammit, I was saving this for something unique."
With a resounding ABCKOWZ! the dictionary whumples on the 1337pyre, who fleebles into dusticles and custard.
"Everyone knows 1337-beasts are slain with dictionaries."
ZZZZZHJGOUIWHUHWUHDEUHWUEH! Lightning strikes, and they willhaven beinoeingen traveledingenour to some place somewhere else.

good

I restart this in the name of Necro.....Supremem ruler of the Universe, Jedi Knight, Frend of Captain Solo, Secretly your father etc etc etc

Yes! Revivial!!!


I am FJ, the hidden, the tracked...the only one who can save the universe!

Name - Alice Manes

Age - 16

Power - What ever she think's off come's true (applie's ot object's), doesn't have control over it.

Ethnicity - Caucasian

Personality - A scared child more or less, sweet and scared to trust people.

Short Bios - Has had a bad life. Aphaned at a young age of two, has been bonced around the foster system because of her gift. Two week's ago was taken by the Company.

Resurrection by moi, Misunderstood, known by many names but only only answer to a few.




Natalie ran down the hallway, sweat pouring off of her in great amounts as the marshmellow man bounced down the hall after her with a big grin on his face, talking like Patrick from Spongebob.

"Wait!!! I want...to...play"

She looked everywhere for an escape but none was around. "Oh god help!"

Then Marr threw an ice cream sandwich at the giant marshmellow and he sat down and ate it, chocolate smearing over his large white body.

"Yesss. I win again!" And then my shoes flew off in a fit of joy.