Post by Johnny Storm on May 19, 2012 11:22:28 GMT -5
Ooc: So I have some muse for Johnny I decided to use one rp from when he's about a teenager. That means no powers this time and he's good too. I'd say he's about fourteen in this post.
Bic: The bus had come to a stop on a Long island street as two kids had gotten out. Though his sister had gone ahead of him as Johnny stayed behind. He seemed to be thinking about his day in school, being bullied was rather common where he was at school, his arm was pounding from where they had punched it but tried to act like nothing had happened infront of his sister. Once he got to his aunt's home he dropped his backpack at a nearby seat at the front door, "Auntie I'm going to the beach today but I'll be back before sundown promise." He assured them. He had heard his Aunt yell something back at him about being safe, of course Johnny was always getting into trouble it seemed.
He took his bike and began to head down the streets towards the beaches, he knew of at least one that no one visted along the coast. He would be left alone there, and no one would bother him, that is if his sister found him. Once he got to the beach he locked up his bicycle on the side of a railing knowing that no one would get to it. Then he started to head down to the water as the warm sand went between his toes, he didn't mind the heat at all, in fact it felt pretty good.
Bic: The bus had come to a stop on a Long island street as two kids had gotten out. Though his sister had gone ahead of him as Johnny stayed behind. He seemed to be thinking about his day in school, being bullied was rather common where he was at school, his arm was pounding from where they had punched it but tried to act like nothing had happened infront of his sister. Once he got to his aunt's home he dropped his backpack at a nearby seat at the front door, "Auntie I'm going to the beach today but I'll be back before sundown promise." He assured them. He had heard his Aunt yell something back at him about being safe, of course Johnny was always getting into trouble it seemed.
He took his bike and began to head down the streets towards the beaches, he knew of at least one that no one visted along the coast. He would be left alone there, and no one would bother him, that is if his sister found him. Once he got to the beach he locked up his bicycle on the side of a railing knowing that no one would get to it. Then he started to head down to the water as the warm sand went between his toes, he didn't mind the heat at all, in fact it felt pretty good.