[arkinskar]

(this is a future in which is under the rule of a dictator, any characters here are at least 30 years older or are now dead, unless they were born in this time. i will also not predict anything will happen in anyone elses stories)


John Kelzik
John walked down the street in his grey jumpsuit, he did not look at anyone for if he did he feared he would once again feel the sadness creep in upon him. he came upon his apartment, unlocked the door and went in. he sat down at a chair in what he called a kitchen and began thinking about days past while he waited for his son to get home. thinking about it a little more he could invite chris over for a card game but quickly decided against it, for right at that moment chris was still at work in the factory. john moved a metal cup with his abilities with ease, for years now he had gotten more control over his powers. the cup dropped to the floor as he remembered what day it was, it was the day thathis wife had died.

(just so you know i'm only giving reference to other characters for the moment, anyone can come in as an older version of their characters but i'm really only doing this to set the story for my characters son who at this moment is thirty-eight years old and also has his own son)