Chapter 1

{NOT ACCEPTING FORMS UNTIL (TBA). ANYONE WHO HAS A FORM CAN STILL ROLEPLAY} Soмe people αre jυѕт αғrαιd oғ wнαт'ѕ dιғғereɴт. Iт doeѕɴ'т мeαɴ dιғғereɴт ιѕ вαd. Iт jυѕт мeαɴѕ dιғғereɴт ιѕ dιғғereɴт. -In a world where you are different, you are the difference- {Not Magic} {#133 In SyFy, 2.?.17} {#85 In SyFy 2.13(?).17} {#60 In SyFy 2.17.16} {#54 In SyFy 2.16.17} {1.K reads on 2.13.18}

Bombs are always horrible, never do they truly do good. They kill others or just make their lives worse. But these bombs are worse then ever. These bombs bring a new kind of death and a new kind of life. These bombs do more then the normal destroying. When these bombs fell, more things did to.

So the freaks have escaped. Away from their previous life of pain and hell. But not all escaped. And are they sure that this life will be much better then the last.

O'mit'tance n. 1. The act of omitting, or the state of being omitted; forbearance; n e g l e c t -:•:- Since this power has awoken in our generation, nothing has been the same. We have been treated differently. It feels as if we are aliens on our own planet. People have given us many different names. DEITY... EXPERIMENT... MONSTER... Yet, none of them seem to describe us. Because we are different. We are unique. We are special. And we are ourselves. In reality, we are still the same people we were when it all started. Not much as changed. It was THEM who oppressed this image of fear and hate onto us. It was THEM who made us into tools. Tools that were simply used up until they became of no use. And then... they were disposed of. THEY said it could help better society. It could CHANGE THE WORLD And it did. In fact, it has done everything I have told you. It has changed our lives, the people around us, and the world. But there is one thing it could never change. U S

When students with magical abilities from across the globe join forces at one legendary home and training facility, no one can be able to predict what is in store. This roleplay is an original idea, inspired by other stories and role plays. I take as much credit as possible.

This place is called The Freakshow. Well at least that's what the employees call it. its a place where special types of people are held, tested, and experimented on. They say its here for the good of the world. But is it really? Should you suffer just because your different?

A selection Roleplay with a twist. Think you have what it takes to survive on a deserted Island?