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Darkstar64:
It took me a minute to figure it out, but I finally said:

-Oh, I get it. You're a chosen. But how do you move something like fabric around?

It was an interesting power alright. I've heard of some odd powers, but none such as this one.

WhatThePumpkin:
Shock nervously looked up, timidly nodded his head, and looked back down, backing away a bit." She screwed with my pillow. I'm pretty sure pillows aren't supposed to say, Get up and close the door, Cat-boy. Otherwise you're gonna be pretty uncomfortable once it gets colder. Idiot."
(purple is for him repeating EXACTLY what Ayara said)
He pouted, and yanked her braid a little bit harder. " Turn it back. Or I'll have nightmares of other things that pillow will do while I'm sleeping."
She was laoughing at him, while the two others looked a bit concerned, maybe for his mental health. His cheeks flushed a deep red. Why the heck am I hiding behind HER!? She's two years younger than me! But then again, they didn't seem too mean..... And once again, something that reminded her of her sister.
He peered over her shoulder, a bit more bold now." Who knows, it may grow legs and murder someone. So, Fix it." He took at that she had fixed it, and he kicked the ground. He glanced up at the two others. " Yeah. You think I would of have come to expect that from a crazy chosen like her."
He glared at her, as she wiped the tears from her eyes from laughing so hard, then stormed back to his room, closing the door tightly out of embarassment. Screw the pillow. He threw it across the room. Maybe he'd get back at her by putting something in her food.

Ayara012:
She screwed with my pillow. I'm pretty sure pillows aren't supposed to say,
Get up and close the door, Cat-boy. Otherwise you're gonna be pretty uncomfortable once it gets colder. Idiot.
He complained a little, pulling on my braid again and telling me to turn it back.
Yeah. You think I would have come to expect that from a crazy chosen like her.
*mutters* Hey now, play nice...
I watched as he stormed back to his room, almost slamming the door behind him. I could see he was red.
Oh...I guess that was kind of embarrassing for him... (Yay for the humor that comes out of Ayara's lack of social skills!)
-Oh, I get it. You're a chosen. But how do you move something like fabric around?
I looked at the boy.
Correct, I am a chosen. My power's a type of transformative power. I can focus and change things. It doesn't last forever, though. And I have to be able to picture the object I want to change, especially if I'm not touching it. So, if Shock's pillow had looked sufficiently different from mine, it wouldn't have worked.

Darkstar64:
-Correct, I am a chosen. My power's a type of transformative power. I can focus and change things. It doesn't last forever, though. And I have to be able to picture the object I want to change, especially if I'm not touching it. So, if Shock's pillow had looked sufficiently different from mine, it wouldn't have worked.

-Hang on. You're able to change the environment around you as long as you can envision the change in your head? Doesn't that mean you could do something like give yourself winds to fly?

Her power could be very useful in the future. With a power like that, all we'd have to do is get her inside Utopia, and she could destroy the entire place.

NexosYourGayBestFriend96:
I was a bit confused, the girl started laughing, the older possibly crazy boy was hiding behind the girl, and they're talking about transforming pillows.

She screwed with my pillow. I'm pretty sure pillows aren't supposed to say, Get up and close the door, Cat-boy. Otherwise you're gonna be pretty uncomfortable once it gets colder. Idiot.

The boy whined about the pillow, went to his room, and slammed the door shut. He must be pretty embarrased, his cheeks where a very deep red.

Oh, I get it. You're a chosen. But how do you move something like fabric around?

Correct, I am a chosen. My power's a type of transformative power. I can focus and change things. It doesn't last forever, though. And I have to be able to picture the object I want to change, especially if I'm not touching it. So, if Shock's pillow had looked sufficiently different from mine, it wouldn't have worked.

Hang on. You're able to change the environment around you as long as you can envision the change in your head? Doesn't that mean you could do something like give yourself wings to fly?

Well, mabye she can, but I doupt it would feel good to grow wings.

I didn't really beleive she could grow wings. I have seen alot of strange, grusome, unique, and horrifying things. But I have NEVER seen someone grow wings. Well... besides that on- ... no, I dont want to remember that.

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