_**Basic Information**_ **Name:** Henry J. Olin **Nickname/Alias/Etc:** Agent Olin, Call sign: Dragonfly, Captain Olin, various other nicknames he is aware of and embraces. **Gender:** Male **Age:** 27 **Height:** 8’3 **Weight:** 861 lbs **Home District:** Currently works and take up residence in the NEST base as a meta human operative. **Appearance** At full height, he is visibly huge. He’s about as tall as the average polar bear at the shoulder when walking on all fours to give some perspective. He is in the same weight category as a bear or a horse as well, going to show he is far from a stick. Henry is still humanoid when standing upright, having a torso but no belly button mark is left. Assuming he's completely naked (normally he wears some special clothing that was designed for him at the institution, changes with his skin color) Henry can look very odd. Henry's scales are a dirty white coloration, and a red streak surrounds his eyes and runs like a racing stripe down each of his flanks, meeting at the end of his tail. He also has black, puma like splotches and stripes that liter his white scales giving him a very interesting, almost zebra or tiger like coloration. His scales are leathery in one direction and rough like sandpaper and sharp in the other, his skin being like that of a shark's- made of tiny teeth, which will change coloration on command. His arms and legs are thick and lanky: every inch of Henry's frame is taut with muscle; he is visibly the strongest person around- if you were to call him a person at this point. Henry's mouth and jaw have extended outwards as his head has become a snout with his transformation, his nose and face broadening outwards into a very saurian snout, with his ears and nose and other cartilage structures degrading away. He is entirely unrecognizable as the man once known as Henry Olin; now, he just looks like some freakish thing that crawled up out of Jurassic Park. He has a long, thick tail, which is prehensile, and extremely strong and powerful. It can curl up like chameleons or drag along the ground like an iguana’s, helping his massive frame balance more easily, or more commonly it comes up and off the ground when he walks on all fours or on two legs. Henry's hands have mutated heavily, his fingers elongating and growing huge three-inch claws. With one, his pinky, becoming a rough nub, is degraded away leaving him with only four usable fingers. His feet have already fully morphed into three-toed Raptor like feet. All of his toe claws are capable of extending like that of a cat's claw and releasing a huge sickle claw nine inches in total length. Henry's attire… due to one of his abilities normal clothes become a hindrance over anything else, and he is usually outfitted with his exosuite if he plans to use this ability to the maximum efficiency. However, in times of emergency, he is very happy to shred his clothing and haul ass out, as he can do so and still keep it PG. His genitalia, much like that of a reptile’s, is not readily viewed unless he wants them to be. **Hair Color:** He tends to grow red and black feathers along his neck, at the end of his tail, and along his forearms (he grows some nice primaries). **Eye Color:** The eyes themselves are yellow. His eyes lack irises. **Ethnicity:** He doesn’t identify with any ethnicity. He uses this to his advantage. **Attire:** This is really a case by case thing for him, more than any other character the moment. So I’m going to leave this blank for now. _**Personality**_ **Personality:** Henry is, despite what you might expect from him, and pretty cool guy. He's really laid back and will often share a good laugh if he can with anything or one, really. He has tried to be the change he wishes to see for the animal Meta humans. He's extremely smart, border lining insane. He is hurt when people don't give him the time of day for anything, but one of his character flaws or errors is that he is stubborn and will try to get everyone to like him. It's also this bull headed stubbornness that has gotten him into trouble before in doing things he shouldn't be. He allows himself to trust most anyone in the organization, and this can lead to pitfalls later on. He has an innate love for teaching and often acts as a drill Sergeant for some of the training regarding new Meta recruits from time to time. Hell, he just loves to help people develop. For back of a better description, he is a nerd, but he is somewhat cool nerd/king of the nerds. He will happily throw himself on the live grenade if it meant saving others. This is the Henry that most people see in Nest. But when he’s on a mission… that is another story. Henry is a powerful Meta human, capable of widespread destruction and loss of life. If he weren’t already with NEST, he’d be one of their prime targets. He has shown he is in complete control of his mentality, and has shown intellect and physical properties, which are both, superhuman. When on a mission it has been documented that he is different. He has described it as feeling innately on edge about everything. He is less talkative, less like a big teddy-lizard. He becomes more… predatory. He functions more often than not as a spec-ops agent who uses his abilities to survey persons of interest once their power has been confirmed. He uses stealth and silence over anything else to figure out the daily habits of those he is watching. When on a ‘Neutralization’ or ‘capture and contain’ missions, he tends to use the same strategy, but with different altercations. More often than not he is one of, if not the only Meta human in the group. His favorite strategy is to have his group drive the Meta human or target into a place where he waits, and then when they are there, he springs the trap and usually overwhelms them with his size, power, and speed. **Hobbies/Interests:** Mostly eating and sleeping, as well as conversing with other members. He is one hell of a Mario kart player (he always chooses Yoshi), and he loves playing pool of chess from time to time. He has been trying to get his whole NEST squad to go to a local sports bar for a while. No one is sure why. He's got a mean poker face. A skill that he has learned from a friend. **Skills/Talents:** Henry is good at using his body. He knows his strength very well and how much to apply to bruise (or kill). Henry has also gone through basic and somewhat advanced military training. He is not a good shot, but he is a capable of wielding, building, and loading most forms of firearms well enough to pass boot camp. He is fairly good at handling delicate situations with diplomacy or with a careful hand (breaking up with your girlfriend or disarming a bomb with only basic instructions on how). He is in excellent control of his body and has excellent awareness of where he is and how strong he is, as well as him limits. Henry is a seasoned veteran when it comes to Meta human combat and diplomacy. He’s also really fucking good at eating competitions. He once ate all of his own, as well as his opponent’s food in a hot dog eating contest and won NEST 3000$. **Prized Possession:** NONE **Quote(s): ** “You want to know how I deal with things at my size? Think of this as an egg. You know what, think of EVERYTHING, as an egg.” "You see the world with your eyes. Imagine being able to see it with your ears, or with your nose. What about with all three? This is how I experience day to day life." "I can smell your fear... Seriously wear deodorant, Jesus." "Bring him here. If you can do that he'll never see the light of day again." "It's really fucking cold out holy shit someone get my tail a coat." **History/Bio:** Henry J. Olin was born in May, 1988. When he was born, he was average weight, and had a full head of hair and looked like a little old man. He did nothing but scream and shit for three days after that. And for a while, Henry was a normal boy. He attended normal school, was normal height, and looked like a normal half Japanese boy from a normal upper middle class Canadian family. Then, when he turned twelve in 7th grade, puberty hit him like a freight train. Unlike most his awkward phase was extremely short. Also unlike most he turned into a huge ass lizard monster. Yes you read that right. Within the span of a week he had literally eaten all the food in the house, undergone excruciating pain, and became literally the most pissed off kid you will ever meet. Brooding teenagers have nothing on him. He quite literally nearly took his sister's hand off for trying to swipe away a spare meatball. If this was Oregon trail everyone's diets were set to bare bones for about eights for sheer survival purposes as he literally ate everything (bite makes on the dinner table for evidence). Henry's mother took him to the hospital, and to many forms of therapists and none of which had ever seen something like him before. Henry was taken out of school, and as he regained control over himself and his body calmed down, he wasn't anywhere near what he was when the transformation began eight days before. Standing at a staggering 6'5 from his previous 4'11, and weighing in at a gaunt 210lbs, Henry was unhealthy, and overall sick, but still much larger and stronger than his own father (Who was about 5'10, 170lbs). His body was still suffering the effects of the chemical changes and metabolism shift from warm blooded to lukewarm. His awkward stage continued for another week or so as his body adapted, and gained weight. He ate as much as before, but he wasn't as violent in doing so. Eventually he calmed down over the next two weeks, being a solid 401 lbs. At the weight of 411, he was actually capable of passing urine and passed his first stool since he began the change two and a half weeks before. When school started up again he did online school, and when the 8th grade year ended, Henry was placed on NEST's list after displaying superhuman abilities in terms of feats of strength, speed, stamina, and intelligence. Henry began to become smarter and excelling at work even more so than what his already intelligent parents thought he ever would normally. At the age of eighteen he was classified as a level eight Meta human, and was contacted by NEST at the age of eighteen. When the time came, after many conversations with his family and with himself, Henry admitted himself into the training regime. He's seen some shit, and he's pretty damned hardened because of it. He would by lying if he said hadn't seen people explode, or kill others in fits of rage or fear. He's been in lot disasters too; he survived them and helped others push through it. He's experienced loss, but he's also experienced some of the most beautiful things the world has to offer. He acts as one of the most powerful Enforcer’s of NEST’s civilian action and military operations (that most don’t see). The bite the backs up the bark. Henry is one of the best there is at what he does. He has been sent in for several investigations of Meta Human crime and has taken part in many missions that he can't tell you about without having to kill you. He is also one of the few and only animal Meta humans in NEST to have been determined safe enough to be taken out of the Box that also works for their organization. **Family:** Mi A. Olin - Mother Noah R. Olin - Father Samantha J. Olin- Older sister Joy V. Olin - Younger sister _**Relationships**_ Deborah | Good | Friend/Inspectee | "Deborah is smart, even without her power. With it she always seems to be able to predict when I’m coming. But she’s smart in a cooperative way. She’s never upset when I show up. She know’s it’s my job and that I have to do it. She helps me with what she can. I like that about her." | Shannon | Neutral | Inspectee | "Shannon is nothing like Deborah. She has a stick planted firmly up her ass and rides a high horse as big as I am. She makes things hard for me. I’m tempted to just let Doug take the job for once and have her beg to bring me back.." | Jago | Good | Inspectee/Detainee | "The kid’s got a lot of spunk. I respect that in him. He’s a fighter and stands up for what he believes and for others. His heart’s in the right place. On the flip side he’s broken a few minor laws in the past with petty theft and while I may like him it wont stop me from making him spend the night in a cell at the base." | Sugar | Good | Inspectee | "I love Sugar. She’s such a sweet girl. I feel terrible for her that her legs is gone, and I feel terrible that she's scared of me. Her power is a bit of an enigma to us and I’ve seen never seen anything like it. She’s a good girl. I’m sure we’ll be able to help her out more fully soon." | Newt | Good | Friend/Inspectee | "Newt’s a lot like me in terms of power. To a lesser degree of course, but we’re very alike. She and I can get along in that respect. She helps me out with the others more than anyone else. It’s nice to have someone other than Deborah backing me up when I need their help in calming everyone down." | Jack | Good | Friend/Associate | "When you are working with someone like Jack, know your place. You're on their turf and they are the boss. Jack didn't like me at first, but as we worked together he warmed up to me because I treated him as a superior until he decided to treat me as an equal. He is my eyes and ears around the city. He watches out for those NEST doesn't know about, and in return he gets to stay off our radar. We both win our games. I'd go as far as to say he's my friend casually as well as professionally."| Fredrick | Ballin' | Best Bro/Partner | "He's my number one fuckboi. 8/8 m8." | **_Abilities_** **Power Class & Rating:** Super System, 8 **Power:** There is way too much to say about what exactly Henry can do. Henry is a large, and very, very physically strong Meta human due to his sheer size. He is capable of potentially flipping a small car if he could get under one right, to give you an idea of his sheer physical value. While not armored like a crocodile, his skin is still fairly tough and leathery, more so than a humans at least, and his scales are very much like that of a sharks, almost like backwards facing teeth that reduce drag in the water and make his skin fairly rough or sharp when dragging your hand across it the wrong way. He is a very agile creature by nature. He is extremely flexible. He is able to bend and jump and move from place to pace at an incredible pace, his reptilian body being very good at navigating most areas with relative ease. His front limbs are longer than the average humans, allowing him to move on all fours with no discomfort, and his torso is slightly elongated, allowing him to almost prowl like a large cat. Coupled with a leg structure that is very different to the usual humans (with his ankle join extending out and giving him a second leg joint to work with) and his strength, he can effectively sprint at forty miles an hour. His legs are extremely strong and with the propulsion of his arms he can effectively lunge about twenty feet forward. His legs along allow him to jump surprisingly high for a creature his size and he will use this to his advantage. His senses are very well tuned and more power than any humans. He has a regenerative healing factor that allows him to regrow full limbs if they are lost, not just his tail, within a relatively short period of time. His body is long and lithe. His skull is long, his neck is long and flexible, his body and limbs would be called lanky if they weren’t so muscular, and his tail makes up easily half his length. This almost snake like body shape allows for fluid and elegant movement (if he times it right he can dodge a punch to the face by craning his neck) with relatively quick speed. His bones are also composed of thick cartilage, granting him an almost inhuman ability to bend and turn at odd angles without terrible amounts of discomfort. Thus giving him an even more flexible body. Henry has most of the abilities of amphibians, lizards, snakes, and birds. A bacteria infested bite, claws, a nasty set of triple rowed teeth (some shark like, others more crocodilian), regenerative properties (able to regenerate limbs after a while), a very powerful form color change (Not invisibility, but close), and some other weird things thrown in there. It has been said that he potentially has the ability to shift to the female gender and then back to male, although this is largely unknown as nobody wants to go up to him and say "Hey, become a girl!" because he probably doesn't know how exactly to do that (and it's not like they know what he looks like besides hearing his voice). He also has the ability to breath in water through his skin like a frog, and... Well, in another way which he nor I want to discuss. You want to know how? Look up how Irwin's turtles do it. He also has an ability that opens up a whole new dynamic to his world, which is the ability to wall crawl. Employing a tactic much like Geckos, Henry’s hands are covered with tiny hook like hairs that allow him to latch on and hold onto nearly any surface. Because of how this system of crawling works, Henry is almost completely silent as he moves. Henry has an extremely powerful set of senses (hearing, sight, and smell, etc). Especially smell. He has two ways of smelling the air, which is through his nose and then through his tongue like a snake. Also like a snake, he has two pits right in front of his eyes that allow him to heatseek like a viper. Along his snout there are tiny pores that allow him to actually sense mild electrical pulses that come from muscle movement and the heart beating. His blood also has displayed a much lower pH than that of regular blood, making it un-survivable for most diseases, and will denature protein based compounds such as venom to the point where they function at a less potent effect, or simply do not function at all depending on the lethality. Speaking of venom, Henry has two large fangs like that of a rattlesnake’s that can spring out and are attached to the same muscles that allow him to retract his teeth. These fangs are not quite as thick as his crocodilian teeth, but are curved and about four inches in length, making them the largest teeth in his mouth. They fold back into the roof of his mouth most of the time. Because he is so large, the venom is relatively weak and acts more as a sedative over an actual Neurotoxins or Cytotoxin's. His jaws also have the ability to unhinge from his skull, and extend where his chin would be, allowing him to swallow things much larger than his skull whole if need be. Henry is a survivor. In times of trial and dire need for food and sustenance Henry has shown that he has ‘lukewarm blood’. His body temperature normally hovers around 76-81 F at any given time, as he is warm blooded. However, he can change his metabolism style to cold blooded, and can hibernate in this stage for a very long time, to the point where liver failure is the cause of death before he actually starves. **Weaknesses/Drawbacks:** Henry is a very big creature. Big creatures eat a lot. Henry consumes about eight or nine pounds of food a day. To give you an idea of how much he eats, he will eat about three whole chickens every two days, ten in a week, about five hundred and twenty a year. That’s about 3,740~lbs, give or take, of food a year. The average American eats about 1,996lbs of food a year. He eats very close to twice as much as a human eats. Because his blood is acidic, internal bleeding is a problem for him. The insides of his organs are resistant. The outsides? Not so much. While he can and has recovered from this, it is the best way to put him out of a fight. The reason behind this is because his blood can cause serious inflammation and swelling in the area of the wound. Because he is so big, Henry also has a hard time fitting into some spaces. This also works against him if he’s crawling on certain things. Most objects aren’t built to support things of his weight and he will break them. He has literally warped fire escapes in the past going down them from being on them, chairs collapse under his weight, you get the gist. His size makes him a larger target, and while he may be hard to hit, if you catch him by surprise you can hurt him. Blunt force weapons and bladed weapons (such as knives) are not very affective when dealing with him (a stab wound would seal within the hour, most likely). And flat out punching him, you’re more likely to hurt your hand over hurt him. A baseball bat is a better bet, but honestly, the best way to fight him is to literally come at him with a firearm or with something he has trouble flat-out absorbing, like fire or electricity, or anything that’s ranged. There is also the fact that he has hollow bones. While just as strong as a human’s, he has to be careful about throwing his body around all the time because he will break things. If he threw a punch and connected he would probably shatter his knuckles. Henry’s body also lacks stamina naturally. He, as a creature, is built for short bursts of movement instead of long distance speed. He is not built for chases, and most definitely not for distance running or a constant level of high activity over a long period of time. He might be able to sprint the 300-meter dash, but he’ll have trouble running the mile. Because his senses are so powerful sensory overload can be a big problem for him. He literally cant handle large amounts of bright light and colors can cause him a lot of pain and confusion. Like, for him, without his exosuit, driving during the night or being near a busy street would probably render him in the fetal position with all the loud noises and bright lights from the car’s headlights. If he goes into a hibernation like state to last as long as he does, he will most likely do nothing but breathe once and hour for a very long time. It is an emergency thing to do and it really isn’t good for his body to do it for long. I’d also like to point out that Henry’s regenerative ability is NOT like that of Wolverine’s. It’s about twice as fast as a human’s. He will NOT bounce back from any wound unless it’s minor, much like a normal human. It can take him months to grow back a limb, and weeks to recover from various other injuries (The average stab wound recovery time is two to three weeks. Henry would recover in one to two weeks depending on where the injury is). Other: He is the hero Black Fall deserves, but not the hero it needs (lol). His main method of transportation is an armored Mercedes G63 AMG 6x6 with bulletproof glass and all that. It’s probably the only car that he can fit in that can handle his weight and transport a lot of shit and others effectively. He loves it much. **Sample Post:** “So, I bet you’re wondering why we’ve called you here today.” The board head said. There was silence in the room for a moment, and then Jacob West continued, pointing with a stick at a location marked on a map that was being displayed on an overhead. “There is-“ Henry piped in. “Meta human activity in that location that needs to be investigated?” he said. “Close.” Jacob replied. “The donuts are half off today. We need a brave volunteer to get up six hundred in total.” He said. “Any takers?” No one dared raise their hand to such a daring task… except for our hero, the great and noble Dragonfly. “I volunteer as tribute.” He stated proudly. The others looked to him, some smiling, some neutral with a look of respect. They looked up to him. Well, they looked up to metaphorically as well as physically... You get the idea. "Very good, Dragonfly," Jack said, walking over and giving him a list. "Here's the list of what we want." It didn't take long for Henry to get into uniform. No exosuit, but enough gear to show he was a member of NEST. He walked outside, and got into his huge G63 6x6. It was a monster of a vehicle. And he was off, making 15 mpg as he drove. However when he arrived, he noticed his arch nemesis was attacking the store. He stepped out of his car, and cleared his throat to catch the villain's attention. "Dr. DoNuts," Henry started, a glare in his reptilian eyes. The insane donut with a cape turned around. "You cant defeat me this time, Fly!" He shouted. "The amount of donuts in this vicinity makes me all powerful!" He shouted, before raising his hands and sending a flurry of donuts flying in Henry's direction. Henry barely had any time to open his mouth before the first of many rocketing into his open maw. He choked for a second, before swallowing, and dove behind a car. Dr. DoNuts laughed maniacally. The giant donut of a man waited for a moment. "You can't hide forever, Dragonfly!" He shouted. Henry growled, but had an idea. Reaching down and digging his claws into the underside of the car he was behind, Henry grunted, but slowly lifted it onto it's side. He couldn't handle the maelstrom of donuts. No one man could. But Henry was smart. Henry could improvise. Henry grit his teeth, and began pushing, creating a huge and heavy donut shield out of a car as the Doctor sent more weaponized pastries at him only for them to be blocked. When he was close, Dr. DoNuts attempted to bunker Henry, only to realized there was nothing there. "What is thi-" he began, only to shout in surprise as Henry rocketed at him from a place where there was previously nothing. He had camouflaged. He was fast, the doctor didn't react fast enough. He launched through the hole of the supervillain's torso. After landing with his unnatural grace, he pivoted on his heel to face the doctor. With the doctor's back to him, Henry used the opportunity to wrap his tail around the villain's leg, and with his immense strength, threw the villain through the window of the building. He hit the ground with a solid thud, but wasn't out. "Impossible!" Dr. DoNuts breathed. "I had all this power..." He finished, just before Henry loomed over him and sink his large fangs into the doctor's arm, sedating him within a few minutes. Henry looked around at the wreckage left behind, then back down at the doctor's unconscious body. "You know the rules Doctor," Henry began, training off for a second to put on his sunglasses. "Donut go breakin' the law." Henry then proceeded to tie up the super villain and throw him in the back of his G63, only to walk back in and order his list of donuts. Because he saved so many lives, he was gifted them, free of charge. Then he drove off into the sunset back to the NEST base, to make his branch head very happy with donuts and a rogue Meta human. Such was a day in the life of Captain Henry J. Olin.

Basic Information Name: Shannon Jacqueline Balore Nickname/Alias/Etc: Silkworm Gender: Female Age: 22 Height: 5'6ft Weight: 147lb Home District: Westgate Appearance Hair Color: Red Eye Color: Blue Ethnicity: Irish and Israeli Physical Appearance: Shannon has the appearance of a Librarian, or a very nerdy girl. Shannon right off the bat doesn't make herself appear like the most receptive person out there. She either gives off an aura of apathy or temper. She doesn't like people, and she tries to make herself look unapproachable so she doesn't have to deal with them. Her movements are slow and controlled, hangs swinging back and forth gently as she moves. She doesn't move a lot if she doesn't have to, and likes to remain still as possible. Her most prominent feature is her red ginger hair, which is wavy, messy, and hangs back length, sometimes resting on her shoulders, or lying on her front. Not kept in a particular style, but she keeps this hair very well maintained. It's an effort, but it pays off in how clean it is. But, it gives everyone who looks at her the idea that she's Irish right off the bat - Which is true to an extent. Shannon is Caucasian, specifically Irish and Israeli. Not that anyone would be able to tell exactly from a look. What supports this is the fact that Shannon is absolutely covered in dark freckles. The most people will see is the freckles on her face (Around her cheeks, nose - yeah, that area), but the rest of her body has plenty of freckles too. Her skin more or less has a freckled texture. As for Shannon's skin, she clearly has the appearance of someone who doesn't get too much sunlight as her skin is pale somewhat. Contributing to the theory that she doesn't do too much physical work is her general build and frame. She has the look of someone who seldom does any real physical activity and never lifted anything heavy in her life. I cannot say that Shannon is a skinny girl. She's a little on the pudgy side, not morbidly obese, but she has body fat packed in her stomach and limbs. Her body shape would have to be apple-shaped overall - few would really notice it due to the dress she wears accentuating her other features and making the best of her body shape. Because of her extra-weight, she has a bit mass in her feminine parts. Her breasts sag a bit however. Shannon herself has gotten one tattoo in her life. Usually in places that are hidden under her clothes. On the upper part of her chest, right above her breast, there is a tattoo of three flowers covered in a mass of leaves and vines. She has plenty of blemishes, stretch marks, and her face has a few pimples here and there. She hasn't done in life to warrant more than a few scars, so she doesn't have too many scars. There's a small scar on her right cheek from the one time she fell over. Shannon's face is square shaped, and her facial features are rather rounded. It all starts with her rather full cheeks, they are notably large, but they are rather round. Her nose is large, thick, and quite rounded in terms of the nostrils. It sticks out forward somewhat. Shannon has a small mouth, but she has rather big lips that have that feminine thickness to them. She has a medium sized forehead. Her eyes are medium sized, round, and usually have a sharp glare to them. Shannon's ears are medium sized and very round. Attire: Shannon prefers to dress heavily, and comfortably, with loose clothes that don't stick to her in the slightest. However, her outfit tends to be brightly colored or flashy. She can make her own clothes, and what she makes tends to be on par with designer clothes. Clothes with beautiful patterns, embroidered with pictures, anything that she thinks is fabulous. It gives people the impression that she is a rich girl. She likes to wear jewelry, like bracelets, and rings, usually this is the cheap, dollar-store, brand of jewelry. Then, of course, there's her wide variety of thick-framed glasses. She either wears round, and more squarish glasses. Personality Outward & Innate Personality: Shannon a bit of an asshole, yes. People who come across her tend to find out that she's quite the bitter young woman. She's quick to dislike people, and is very quick to let them know that. Her attitude has earned her quite the reputation, and usually earns her more enemies than anything. It isn't something that bothers her that much due to her general disdain for a majority of humankind. Because she's her own brand of anti-social. Though, she does have a soft, sensitive, side that she shows to a select few. Shannon is incredibly cynical, jaded, and pessimistic. She rarely sees the good in things, and always thinks that nobody is nice "just because they are". She's very intelligent and observant. She tends to think things through well, she's good at making educated guesses, going off all the information she has. She's accurate most of the time. Though she has a habit of over thinking when she needs to act. To say the least, she always has her guard up at all times. In conversation, she is very snarky, sassy, and doesn't shy away from giving her opinion at every possible moment. She tends to have the belief that every person she meets is an idiot, until proven otherwise, that is. She tends come off as condescending, stuck, and like she has a superiority complex. She has plenty of views on current "issues" like LGBT rights, the various wars going on, and the headline stories. However, she is very passionate about her views, and won't hesitate to argue with people who have different views. One thing people learn about Shannon is that, in arguments, she's stubborn as all hell and will rarely see things differently. In truth, Shannon generally likes to appear as if she's a super intelligent. Not hesitating to spot information, say big words, and generally acting smarter than everyone else. She tries hard to look like she's clever, when she really isn't as clever as she thinks. This has caused her a bit of problems when she messes up. She's very protective of the people she cares about. Friends, family, etc, she treats. Shannon has a bit of a temper, a very short one. When people annoy/aggravate her, even in the slightest, she tends to make it known that she doesn't like them. Because, in her eyes, she's not here to make friends with everyone, and if you're arrogant, or an asshole, then you're obviously not worth her time. She'll cut all ties with people she dislikes fast as possible, and never give them a second thought. Sexuality-wise, Shannon is a lesbian, and she's proud, however she keeps it to herself and lets everyone (annoyingly enough) assume that she's straight. Hobbies/Interests: Fashion, fashion, fashion. It might come as a given because of her power, but Shannon is a fashionista. She seems to always know what the best outfits are, and who has the best tastes. It's just because of her love of high fashion. She also likes books, writing, and poetry - She does indulge herself in some writing in her free times. But her favorite would have to be classical literature. Shannon also likes media - her favorite genre would be crime and mystery, like Law & Order. She also watches some cartoons (Like Disney movies) sometimes. Sometimes meaning when no one is looking. Shannon is a fan of ancient History, and Greek, Roman, Egyptian, and so on, cultures. Skills/Talents: Skills? Well, as it was stated above (And below), Shannon is rather intelligent because she was pushed towards academics. She knows quite a bit, mostly in the vocabulary fields. A particular skill that she has picked up is that she has the sharp eye of a detective. Both of these put together is why she fancies calling herself a detective. Shannon was also pushed into learning other languages. She picked the one that interested her the most, French. She has participated in quite a few French classes. Before her mother died, Shannon was also taught a bit of Hebrew - Not enough that she could maintain a conversation. Finally, Shannon is good at Chess (and Checkers somewhat). Not that she finds too many people to play with. Prized Possession: There is no item that Shannon truly treasures. Quote: "Oh, you're mad? Sorry that you couldn't match me in wits and had to resort to violence." History/Bio: Shannon was born to a rather good life. Being the bastard daughter of her father O'Connor Balore, and her mother Avigail Durtang, whom quickly got married a few months after she was born. They each had rather modest jobs that granted her family with plenty of money to support them, and eventually indulge them in their hobbies - But they weren't rich. So in a way, Shannon lived in the upper-middle class. Nice house, plenty of nice people to be around, and everything was nice and dandy. Shannon was sent to school aiming to be above average. Her parents nurtured this growth in intelligence after and before school, but they didn't push her too far. It was just an activity they made her do so their daughter was. They tried to make it seem less of work, and more of something fun, and it quickly became something Shannon showed off to other kids - Something that made her better than them. This is how Shannon got rather close to her parents. While getting close to a teacher of hers named Reagan Boyer, whom her parents were friends with. Even after she left kindergarten, she continued to talk to him, and was someone she strives to be, the smartest person she knew. There isn't much else to say about Shannon's early life other than she continued to grow and mature. However, at the age of six, her powers had developed, or rather, she had discovered them. She was in the middle of a birthday party for the child of one of her father's Co-workers, and she had gotten into a small scuffle with a rather aggressive boy. Who targeted her merely because she had red hair, and tried to pull it out. Shannon freaked out, and every piece of fabric in a good twenty foot radius had been warped and twisted into rather twisted constructs. Shannon and the boy's clothes were destroyed completely, leaving them both nude. Her parents had hauled them out. Not a soul knew what the hell happened, there was enough evidence to connect Shannon to it as everyone else. However, after that, Shannon discovered that she had an affinity with fabrics. It wasn't anything special, she noticed that fabrics moved to her rhythm. She experimented a bit, and realized that it was all out control over fabrics. She could move them like the traditional elemental type. Shannon came to her parents with this news, and they honestly didn't renounce her or deem her a "freak". They were not oblivious to the world of Meta-humans, and accepted their daughter for what she truly is. But they highly recommended that she uses this power behind closed doors, just out of fear of the people who didn't understand it. So it became a bit of a hobby of hers, along with the rest of her activities, training this ability to it's fullest extent. Learning the ins and outs of this ability, and becoming a master seamstress by default. She occasionally went to her old teacher Reagan for advice, who was a Meta-human himself (Ceramic Manipulation), and the only other. He taught her a few things, gave her a few pointers. He told Shannon that she could come up with some very creative uses with her power. All she had to do was think outside the box. Reagan acted as a mentor-figure for Shannon's training. Along with teaching her a few moves of his own that could be translated from ceramic to clothing. Life was going rather smoothly for Shannon. By the time she was nine, she had gotten quite a grasp on her power. She had already learned how to create outfits in a few minutes, and had expanded her control beyond just fabrics. She strived to improve this power even further, and she gotten plenty of opportunities to do so by simple practices such as repairing an outfit, to changing an outfit all together. Just chalking it all up to her being very good with a needle. Personally, she didn't want to participate in sports, and rather focused on her school work and training her power. Though, while in school, she wasn't the type to get along with people that well. She was already quite condescending towards virtually everyone. Shannon had already gotten the firm belief that most people were simply not worth her time, or too much of a mouth breather that they were beyond saving. But her intelligence was something that made other people think she was a simple stepping stone. They made her think she was their friend, only to reveal they only wanted to use her to cheat at tests and ease their way through school. This was simply a catalyst for her belief that everyone wants something, and made her more distant from other people. She made few friends that shared similar beliefs to her. But her life had changed drastically by the time she was ten. Shannon came home one day, and found her father drinking heavily, crying with his face in his hands. She learned what had happened while she was at school... Reagan had brutally raped and killed Shannon's mother - Apparently having harbored an obsessive desire over Shannon's mother. Using the information he had gotten from Shannon to learn about when and where she'll be, and when no one would be around to. Shannon couldn't possibly understand what happened, and went into a state of shock... Just locking herself into her own room, and never wanting to come out. She was horribly depressed, her entire world had collapsed in on itself. She just couldn't handle it anymore. This was a catalyst for her cynical attitude. One of the people she could trust most used that against her, and killed the one person she was close to. She had gotten the mindset that everyone wants something, no one is truly "nice", and always had something sneaky. It felt like days before Shannon left her room. Shannon's father went to alcohol in order to cope, he honestly couldn't help his daughter. He got an addiction, but learned of how far he's fallen. He needed to be alone while he suffered. There was only one thing he could do; send her away. He had a friend over in a city called Black Fall, Jacob Javuant, easily his closest friend whom he would do anything for. Black Fall was an unfamiliar city to O'Connor, but he knew of how it was a hot spot for Meta-humans, he knew Shannon would fit in fine. Her father sent Shannon away on a bus to Black Fall, regardless of her protests. Eventually she gave up and accepted it. Mother killed, and sent away when she truly wanted to be close to her father was not a good combination for the rather unstable Shannon. In Black Fall, Shannon lived in Westgate for what amounted to be a year. The Javuant household lived in a pretty nice house, and they had little kids to stay with (Young Jago and Newt). But Shannon kept herself distant, on many levels. She had no interest in connecting with anyone, or even living. No matter how hard anyone tried. Until she had met her room mate, Deborah Javuant, a girl that was almost the same age as her. Deborah understood her thoughts, knew how she felt, and tried to help her, only to get pushed away by Shannon. Whom automatically assumed she had some ulterior motive. But Deborah was persistent, since she legitimately wanted to help the scorned girl. It worked, Deborah was the only person whom Shannon knew in this alien place, she had no choice but to stick with her. Over time, she had opened herself up to Deborah, and the girl acted as the therapist that Shannon had never gotten. Being the person who's shoulder Shannon cried on. Telling someone how she felt, and releasing all those bottled up emotions felt great. The two young girls connected on a deep level, they became friends fast, and Shannon stopped keeping herself closed off from the world. That said, life went on as it normally did. Shannon wasn't as pushed into academics as she normally was, but she was still dedicated to school as anyone. After they took a decline, Shannon worked her butt off getting them back up. She figured that it wasn't the end of the world after her mother died, and was making the path to recovery. With the help of Deborah, whom over the months, she was getting very connected to. Hell, Shannon was even developing feelings for the girl - Which she had kept repressed because she was rather unsure of them herself and still had the notion that she have to be hetero-sexual in her head. But no matter how hard she tried to repress them, she knew that they were there, and getting stronger. But before she had the chance to explore these feelings, Shannon's father came straight to Black Fall, one year later, to get her daughter back. At this point, Shannon was eleven years old. But, she guessed all good things must come to an end. Her opinion of her father had severely degraded, to the point where she downright hated him, not saying a word to him - He had improved too, and respected her enough to give her space. She went back home, and what was easily the most surprising change was the fact that her father had met another woman, Cassidy Belmont, and were expecting a child. They were going to start a family, and her father wanted Shannon there. In all actuality, this made the girl furious, and she rejected her father even more now. Feeling as if he had betrayed her and her feelings. Fortunately, in the meantime, she had kept in touch with Deborah, they had talked to each other over the phone. However, fate pushed the two together when her father announced that they were moving to Black Fall where they will get married after their first child was born. Shannon was excited to learn that she would be close to her only friend. In a few months, they had moved to a nice spot in West Gate suburbs. (Mostly) Free of crime and the perfect place to raise a new family. A few months later, this new child, named Blathnat Balore - Also known as Sugar. But her very existence made Shannon feel worse about herself. She knew that she was a relic of a life that was long gone, and it would only be a matter of time before she's discarded. Her fears never came true. That said, months after that Cassidy was married into the Balore family. That said, the next few years were rather unremarkable. Yes, Shannon excelled with her school and her powers. At this point she was seventeen and had (mostly) gotten over the death of her mother. She hadn't gotten close to her sister, nor did she really like it when she got another brother. However, she had warmed up to Sugar after realizing how needlessly heartless and paranoid she was being. The girl was adorable, and she was a great way to practice her power. Making dresses and other outfits for the toddler. However, this was when Shannon and Deborah were closer than ever. They were best friends, but Shannon was on the end of a one sided crush. Shannon just couldn't take it anymore and she just awkwardly confessed her love to her best friend. As bad as Shannon thought it'd be, Deborah returned those feelings happily, having long known about them. However, Shannon nor Deborah's parents would approve of such a relationship. That was the point where they kept it a secret, and did romantic acts behind closed doors. That said, Shannon's life became far better. She graduated High-school not too long later. Fast forward a few years, a few months before current events, when Shannon was just about to turn twenty, tragedy struck the Balore family when Sugar, and her father got into a car accident and were rushed to the hospital. Sugar had to get her leg cut off, and Shannon didn't hesitate to donate blood for her injured sister. Unfortunately, her father wasn't so lucky, while he didn't die, he was placed into a coma. Which put a tight hold on the Balore family's income. Shannon had to drop out of school for a while to keep the house afloat by using her power as a service, and making fancy clothes for whoever had the money to pay - but fortunately the Balore family got help from the Javuants. During this period, Shannon had noticed Sugar was acting strange. Like she made an imaginary friend, at that old of an age. With some other strange occurrence, Shannon had heavily suspected that her little sister was a meta-human - Which was all but confirmed when Sugar demonstrated her ability. Shannon turned twenty-one and her father was still in a coma, with her family barely getting by. Family: Mother - Avigail Balore (Deceased) Father - O'Connor Balore (Comatose) Stepmother - Cassidy Balore Brother - O'Brien Balore Brother - Sean Balore Sister - Blathnat Balore Relationships Deborah Javuant | Perfect | Secret lover | "It might seem strange since she is my complete opposite… but yes, Debs is my girlfriend, indeed. We have so many excursions together when no one is looking... but the problem is that my family can't know about our relationship, neither can her family... They are too homophobic... I can only hope I can make them understand this is who I am." | Blathnat "Sugar" Balore | Warming up to | Younger-Sister | "I had to warm up to her, but I personally think she's cute... I'm just worried about anyone angering her "imaginary friend"...." | Jago Javuant | Neutral | Debby's Brother | "This kid's on the road to being just another egotistical swine, just the same as everyone else here... I hope Debby knows what she's doing." | Aisha "Newt" Javuant | Bad | Debby's Sister | "A young pain in the ass if you ask me...." | Henry Olin | Bad | NEST Dog/Irrelevant | "Sure, he appears to be an obedient pup. Sure everyone likes him.... But I want everyone to take a step back and wonder what he’d be like if he wasn’t leashed..." | Karlie Davis | Neutral | Acquaintance | "Yet another person who I met through Deebs. She isn't the person I wish to associate myself with, but she tries so damn hard that I had to warm up to her a little... I know our powers are related in a way, and the two of us can easily work together... Or I can easily disarm her." | Abilities Power Class & Rating: Elemental 6 Power: Clothing Manipulation. Alright, here's the 4-1-1, Shannon has the power to manipulate clothing, or more accurately, the materials they're comprised of. To start off, this gives her to ability to manipulate all fibers/fabrics (wool, silk, cotton, etc), denim, nylons, polyester, rayon, flannel, leather, feather down, linen, and spandex. These materials are what she can control the best. She can freely move it telekinetically with exceptional precision, and control - along with being able to move large quantities if she pleases. The most obvious use is that she can weave pretty much anything she can imagine out of these flexible materials. Clothes, weapons, barriers - you name it. But a major side-ability she has is that she can alter these materials properties (Absorbency, texture, weight/density, color, and structure). Shannon can also control the tensile strength of these materials. Tensile strength is more or less how much stress these materials can withstand before snapping. Thus, Shannon can alter that. She can give a single thread the strength of diamonds, or make any outfit bullet-resistant (Not proof, since they can't absorb the impact of the bullets). Which gives Shannon much, much, more flexibility with her power. There are other materials Shannon can control: Small quantities of metal (At least four forks worth), plastic, rubber, and latex. However, she cannot control these materials that well, and can only really move them. Which makes it easier for her to weave them into other outfits. All in all, this is a very versatile power that has plenty of flexibility and versatility if Shannon puts it to good use. She could fight some of the stronger Meta-humans evenly using her skill, creativity, and intelligence. Abilities in her potential are... Hair-Manipulation. Shannon will gain complete control of the hair of herself and others. She can alter, grow out, chance texture, color, etc., shape and manipulate it as if it was appendage, weave the hair into different shapes, etc. Along with the ability to alter the tensile strength of hair. But she cannot tear the hair off people. Make-up Manipulation. Shannon will be able to telekinetically control various make up products (Eye-shadow, Lipstick, Mascara and so on). Whether it has been applied or not. Jewelry Manipulation. An extension of her clothing manipulation, she can control jewelry, specially the metal and gemstones. This power is limited to only moving it. Weaknesses/Drawbacks: For starters, Shannon can't pull clothes out her ass, while it's pretty much everywhere, there might not be enough resources for her to work with all the time. Shannon’s ability to manipulate the properties of clothes requires an active concentration to maintain, rather than just flicking her wrist and being done with it. If she loses concentration, the effects will begin to fade. It also takes far more effort to induce and maintain the more extreme changes in property, for example if she makes a single thread have the tensile strength of diamonds, it’ll take a fuckload of effort to keep it that way. In any case, fire and corrosive elements can easily destroy the clothes she's manipulating, regardless of any changes in property. Shannon's power has an effective-range of around twenty-five meters, she has difficulties using her powers outside this range. While she can pretty much make an outfit knife/bullet proof, it won't stop a punch or a really hard blow. Other: Themesong: Massive Attack - Black Milk

Basic Information Name: Deborah Lillian Javuant Nickname/Alias/Etc: Debs, Debby, Gossip Girl, Mystery Hunter, Secret Keeper Gender: Female Age: 19 going on 20 Height: 5'10ft Weight: 152lb Home District: Westgate Appearance Hair Color: Black Eye Color: Brown Ethnicity: African-American Physical Appearance: Deborah is an obviously athletic teen with the look and demeanor of an adventurer. It might be her relaxed movements, and the way she walks. Deborah is almost always seen smiling, or generally with a relaxed demeanor. Some can already tell that she's a more laid back person from the way she acts. Many can immediately tell that she isn't the type of girl who sits around and does nothing. For her body, she's quite muscular, but not ridiculously. She's the kind of person who looks like they play sports, and workouts on the side. Her entire body is somewhat muscular, but her arms and legs have the most muscles. Her legs have plenty of muscle are packed onto them, an indicator she is a devote track runner. Also she never skips leg day. Deborah has a tight stomach, that has some strong abs to them. Deborah's build is thin, she doesn't have too much width to her body, her muscles aren't bulging enough. Because of this, she doesn't have much in the breast/butt department - Her breasts are at least an B-cup. One of the most notable things about Deborah is that she towers above girls her size merely because of the fact that she's five inches above the average female height. Her strong legs make up most of this height. She's not super heavy to boot, but because of her muscles she has a bit more weight to her. She's around the right weight for someone with her body mass. Her height and frame combined almost make her look masculine, if it wasn't for her clearly feminine facial features. Because of her rather active lifestyle, it shows in the amount of scars she has, though some of which belong to childhood blunders. They absolutely plaster her skin, but most of them are rather unnoticeable. Except for the scars on her knees - in fact, her legs have the most scars on her body. Speaking of her skin, she is dark-skinned, a brown color, with her skin having plenty of black freckles. Obviously showing the world her African-American ethnicity. Her hair and facial structure also do plenty to show her ethnicity. In addition, she has gotten a few tattoos. Starting at her wrist, going up her right arm, is a wreath of pointy tribal tattoos that have a similar appearance to fire. They go all the way to her chest, where she has a tattoo of a tribal sun on the right side of her chest. On her opposite shoulder there is a tattoo of the Eye of Provenience, inside of a rose. Deborah has a squared and heart shaped head, that's a bit wide - but overall her head is rather small. The top of her head is wide, compared to her lower-face which is thin. Deborah has some very small cheeks. She has small, thin, lips that don't have that feminine thickness to them. She has a small triangle-shaped nose that doesn't stick out too much. Her nose-bridge is quite long and thick, and her nostrils are rounded too. Deborah has a strong jawline with a large blocky chin that sticks out from the rest of her face a bit. Deborah's eyes are a nice brown color, and are medium sized that always have a sort of determination, or kindness in them. Deborah's hair is a deep black color, straight, and back length. Most of the time, Deborah keeps it in a ponytail, but there has been times where she's undid it and let it hang. Attire: Deborah isn't the type of girl who would dress overtly feminine. Not saying she adopts the tomboy style, but she tends to wear more gender-neutral clothing - that are loose and allows her freedom of movement. Other than that, her style can be called casual. She'll wear jeans, hoodies, flannel shirts, and pretty much anything really. She doesn't like wearing dresses and skirts all that much anyway. Deborah wears jewelry of the ear-ring and necklace sort. She doesn't wear a lot, and most of the time she'll be seen wearing earrings above all else. As for shoe-wear, Deborah will either be seen wearing boots, or sneakers. She doesn't like sandals or heels at all. Personality Outward & Innate Personality: A naturally curious and adventurous young girl. She's easily one of the most calm and sympathetic people in Black Fall - Owing to her power. She constantly searches for new information, and learn more and more about people - And it's natural that she wishes to share it with friends. She's a real gossip girl, and what's gossip if you don't share it? Though, it sometimes appears that she has an obsession with gossip and information - Which clouds her judgement in decision making. In a hostage situation, she won't make the best choice for everyone, she'll make the choice that nets her the most information. Thus, she's not the best decision maker, and she tends to get herself into trouble. Deborah likes to make plenty of friends, and study group dynamics while she's at it. Most of her drive to learn about people comes from her power. She likes to be the person people come to share their problems and secrets. Despite her gossip-girl reputation, she keeps a secret a secret. When Deborah speaks, she is quite extroverted, nice and outgoing. She is seemingly a master of any social situation, no social cue, body language, or phrase ever goes over her head. She is quite snarky and playful, sometimes casually dropping info to get a rise out of people (Only people she finds annoying). Deborah is quite intelligent and philosophical. She comes up with sayings with deep meaning, sometimes speaks poetically, and can see the symbolism in things quite well - Which is something she sometimes shares with friends. Deborah is a very open human being, she's willing to share just about anything about herself with friends. Deborah tries to keep herself calm and collected as possible, she knows the risk of losing control, but there are moments where emotion takes over. There are people that Deborah is very distrustful of; mainly the people that her power tells are shady or up to no good. But, Deborah tries to see the good in people regardless, and believes that (mostly) everyone can be redeemed. It's only natural that she tries to help people, and provide a helping hand whenever she can. She is actually emotionally insecure about herself, and tries to appear to be the person she wants to be, instead of the person she is. All out of fear that nobody would care about her if she did otherwise, and simply so she can feel important, like she makes a difference in someone's life. Thus, she fears being exposed as a fraud, or being stripped of all her masks and barriers so everyone knows what she is. Another gripe of Deborah is that she fears losing her way. Using her power for all the wrong reasons. She tries to never use her power for self gain, or abuse it. While she tries to be moral, she sometimes slips and uses it for petty reasons. Deborah is Bisexual, but she is very unsure and insecure about it. She doesn't want to be shunned for her sexuality, so she keeps it a secret the best she can. Hobbies/Interests: One thing that's always fascinated Deborah is people. Just people. The way they think, what they do, where they fit into the world. She just wants to know more and more about them. Thus, why she's a real gossip girl. The other thing that Deborah really loves is symbolism, and deep emotional moments. She is the kind of the person who likes calm moments alone to allow herself to meditate and think. Another thing Deborah is interested in is music, she likes fast dancing songs, slow songs, and especially songs with deep meaningful lyrics. One of the most beautiful things to her is a slow love song. Which is why she's so invested in the violin, she thinks it's the best instrument for her. Deborah has also invested much time into reading - she likes the deep, thought provoking, books. Thus by that extent, Deborah likes poetry (Though she doesn't write it herself). Deborah likes movies and TV shows about crime and mysteries. One thing that Deborah has heavily invested herself in is Tarot Cards. It's just something that fascinated her about the symbolism. She can perform tarot card readings for other people with surprising accuracy (Which is suspected to be assisted by her power). Skills/Talents: Deborah is an exceptional track runner, she runs with the speed and vigor of men twice her size. She has also played plenty of soccer when she was younger, but hasn't played it for years and currently has no plans to start up again. Deborah is talented at instruments, she is an excellent violinist. Prized Possession: A beautiful pink handkerchief from Shannon with hearts and other lovey dovey things weaved into. It's the declaration of their relationship. Quote(s): "Information is everything, everything is information" "Everyone here are birds of a feather. From the closest of friends to the worse enemies. We've all congregated here for a shared reason." History/Bio: Deborah was fortunate enough to be born into a good family. Born of Jacob Javuant, an Army Ranger, and his wife Susie Javuant (Formerly Susie Termellio), a chef. Her early life was simple; she was a happy little girl, whose parents pushed their child to be the best and gave her all the opportunities too. She was pushed to be an athlete by her father, and also pushed towards a good education by her mother - whom also invested their daughter many instruments, but only a few managed to stick with her. That said, due to her Father's military job, Deborah was moved around a lot. Once every three or so years, her father got transferred to another station. She never stayed in one place for too long. From that age, she was already adventurous and wanted to explore, meet people from all over. Deborah made plenty of friends over the years, and seen many places, but she did feel bad that she was leaving them all behind. Which made her somewhat hesitant to really get close to anyone. But she always confided in her parents, who taught her everything she needed to be a good person. With her mother telling her that everyone was a beautiful piece of the bigger picture. That said, Deborah's early life was good. When she was four, Deborah's mom got pregnant with twins, the two babies that would become Jago and Aisha Javuant. And by the time she was five, they were born. She was ecstatic to get younger siblings, people she can relate too and would never leave her. Deborah was not incorrect, but she learned that they had a little bit of growing to do before they could talk. However, there isn't much more to note about her life - she played soccer soon as she was of air, practiced instruments, and learned - until she was eight year old. The Iraq War had begun, and her father was immediately shipped off to fight in the war. It left the Javuant family rather heartbroken, but he assured them that he would come back in one piece. Deborah was hit the hardest. They had no choice but to wait until his Tour of Duty was over. Fortunately, they didn't have to move for a while after this. However, at this point, her power had developed. Even Deborah didn't even know what it was at first - she woke up one morning and began randomly gathering information about her surroundings. Information simply appeared in her mind's eye. Such as her mother's stressed mood came from trouble at work, and her younger sister's favorite teddy bear's was ripped up by an animal. Understandably, she was rather confused by this, but she continued with life as if it was a noise. Never telling anyone about this strange development. It continued to grow stronger and more accurate. Which was something Deborah had learned about, and taken advantage of. She learned that there was much more about people than she thought. Quickly understanding cause and effect, and how her powers fills in the blanks. This didn't help her learn any faster in school, but boy did it help when she played soccer! She was able to infer what people were about to do, what state they were in physically, and reacted accordingly. Sure it was cheating, but she couldn't help but use this edge on the field. However, while she was unaware of her abilities true nature for a long time, one doctor's visit months later revealed her true nature as a Meta-human via blood test. This came as a surprise to her family, whom were aware of the world of Meta-humans, but they did not regret Deborah for something she never had control over. So, the first thing they did (at the suggestion of some very intimidating and armed NEST agents) was get Deborah registered under NEST. What they discovered was that her power was Extra-Sensory in nature, allowing her to gain information from what she perceived by making connections. Deborah learned much more about her power this way, and strived to learn about people. From there on, Deborah kept going to the NEST appointments she was given. There was a bit of adjusting to do with a Meta-human in the family - specifically in regards Deborah's mother. She wasn't comfortable with having a Meta-human who could invade her privacy just by looking at her - what made it worse was that Deborah kept it secret for a while. This caused a split between mother and daughter, which Deborah understood all too well. She tried her best to prove herself to her mother, but she could never get close enough. That was when Deborah gave up - but she imposed a rule on herself to never use her power for wrong, and use it to help people. Since to her, powers were incredible. Dangerous, but they were just as capable of being used to do good as evil. Fortunately, her father was returned to them by the time she was nine - sort of. While riding in a convoy, the vehicle in front of her father's was destroyed by an IED. Almost destroying it completely. The explosion damaged his vehicle too, and sent a knife-like piece of shrapnel clean through his eye. It was called a miracle, since if it went any further, it would have given him brain damage. He was honorably discharged, and sent home. When he returned home, he was welcomed with open arms, but he came back changed. When he learned his daughter was a Meta-human his opinion of his daughter hadn't changed at all, and he still loved her with all his heart. However, he warned her to keep this a secret. With Deborah's power manifested, her father researched Meta-humans and learned of the Black Fall Effect, and how everyone in the family could potentially manifest as a Meta-human. He decided to give the Javuant family a change of coasts, since he was likely to never see action again. Jacob proposed that the family moved to Black Fall, Pennsylvania, which faced a little bit of hesitancy from his wife, but ultimately she agreed to live there. The entire Javuant family packed up and moved to the Westgate district of Black Fall. Deborah hated that they were moving again, but she felt that her journey was complete, no more moving - her true adventure would begin in Black Fall. She certainly was correct. She adjusted to life in Black Fall well, living in one of the nicer houses in the Westgate community helped. She met new people, excelled in school, and encountered plenty of Meta-humans she had connected to. However, there was a brief change as Deborah learned that she would be getting a new housemate her age. Shannon Balore, her parents didn't say much about her situation other than telling her that the girl has to stay with her. Naturally, Deborah knew the girl's blight right off the bat. Her dreary demeanor, her apathy for everything, it, and her distant personality. Deborah felt like she should help the female - only to get pushed away. That wasn't the only time Deborah tried, she knew that Shannon would have to open up eventually. She did small favors, while giving Shannon her space. Soon they made small talk, and that evolved to Shannon opening up, and sharing how she truly feels. Which had established them as friends, and they were closer to each other than anyone else. Of course, one thing that Deborah realized about Shannon was that she was gaining an attraction to her. Deborah was... flattered, but she honestly didn't know how to react. All her life, she was taught that girls should like boys, and only boys. The girl was far too young to decide what she really wanted, so Deborah choose to ignore it and act like she knew nothing of it. Though, she couldn't help but feel the same way. Which she tried her best to reject. Shannon sadly departed by the time Deborah was ten, her time with the Javuant family was over, but they stayed in touch. Once again, there wasn't much to note, except for the fact that Shannon moved to Black Fall a while later, and they became best of friends. They rarely did anything without the other, and they both used their combined talents and power-sets to make the best of Black Fall. While they both made nice with the other's siblings. Over the years their relationship had evolved to the point where they were inseparable... but that was when Shannon open enough to share her romantic feelings for Deborah. Deborah had been repressing her feelings, until then, she told Shannon how she really felt. Before the two agreed to be each other's girlfriends. However, Deborah wasn't comfortable with being open with it, and the fact that she wasn't sure how her parents would react. So they decided to keep it a secret. Go out on excursions together in private. Until they felt ready. Life continued, Shannon and Deborah's relationship had increased greatly. At nineteen, Deborah had graduated high-school with flying colors, and there was a few local colleges that were aiming to enroll her. Deborah was happy with her life... However, a tragic accident had stricken her girlfriend, and Deborah had no choice but to pitch in any way she could. Family: Father - Jacob Javuant Mother- Susie Javuant Uncle - Dave Termellio Aunt - Taya Termellio Brother - Jago Javuant Sister - Aisha/Newt Javuant Relationships Relationships: Jago Javuant | Good | Brother | "My younger brother… a headstrong and impulsive something, yes. But I understand why, and that’s what makes him a good soul. When he gets older, I can tell you that he’ll be a strong man. He just needs a little guidance." | Aisha "Newt" Javuant | Good | Sister | "Jago’s twin. She has quite a few problems because of a few things that could have been done better during her upbringing. She became a wild child, an even worse troublemaker than Jago. I’m hoping that she can change." | Shannon Balore | Great | Secret lover | "She has problems, problems that stem from years ago. It has made her outwardly bitter towards everyone, but I know she has a nice side…. Which she shows me. I love Shannon with all of my heart, she is one of the best girls here. I wish I could show the world how I feel... but I'm just not ready for it, honestly...." | Blathnat "Sugar" Balore | Feels Sorry For | Shannon's Younger-Sister | "Cute girl, I really like her. The princess routine is just adorable... But I'm curious about that Entity standing by her..." | Henry Olin | Respected | NEST Agent/Friend | "Not a bad guy, but I can understand why people wouldn’t like him… him being with NEST and all that. I choose to disregard his status because he’s a nice guy. Personally, I think we could be friends on a personal level, without his badges and guns." | Holly Basless | Good | Saint | "A very close friend of mine, and easily one of the nicest people in Black Fall. We meet in the Coffee shop from time to time and have our talks, and even though we have different views, I enjoy all of them." | Baron Moreau | Good | Psychological Genius | "Even though I haven't had too much of a chance to talk to him, face to face, I have heard about him extensively. I want to learn things from him." | Lenny Boggs | Neutral | Stranger | "I haven't seen too much of him, but that doesn't mean I won't see him again." | Karlie Davis | Good | Friend | "I like her. I always appreciate someone who just goes out of their way to be friends with everyone. It's definitely better than the sociopathic jackasses who come in here by the boatload and act like brooding and annoying and shit. She doesn't have any interesting information attached to her, though...." | Abilities Power Class & Rating: Cerebral 8 Power: Psychometric-Perception. Deborah has an extremely powerful information gathering ability that naturally makes her a great detective. Extra-sensory in nature. It's rather simple to explain, she gains information about what she perceives (What she sees, hears, smells, touches, and even tastes) about her environment automatically. It goes a little bit more in depth than that, since she does this by making connections between cause-and-effect, filling in the blanks of information. The possibilities are nearly endless. She could learn motives with a glance, learn about objects around her, and so on. But Deborah mostly uses this ability on other humans to learn about them. Technically, she has a lesser form of Empathy, as her whole power allows her to learn emotions through scanning body language. This ability to make connections allows her to do a little bit more than what you're thinking. By scanning enough about a particular subject, she can make larger connections. Such as if she's scanning a random object, she can learn that it's sentimental, and why. Or if she finds a gun on the ground smoking, she can tell how long ago it's been shot and where the bullet went. That's just a few examples in particular, since there's a ton of variables here. Unlike other abilities that are Psychometric in nature, this ability focuses on present time information, or more precisely what she is currently perceiving. Thus it doesn't allow her to learn everything instantly. However, it is fully possible for her to make larger leaps of information past by making enough connections. How much she's trying to learn depends. For years in the past she would need to make several connections and remember all of them. Even the most distant and lost piece of information isn't lost to her. For example, if she finds a footprint on the ground and scans it (Gaining information about the size, weight, and etc, of the person) then find a person/boot that fits the description, she can fill in the blanks. Alternatively, she could solve a murder by scanning the crime scene (extensively) and heading to the murder's home and finding the murder weapon - filling in the blanks of information yet again. Think of it like one big puzzle. She has to gather all the pieces, and her power puts them all together so she can see the bigger picture. Get it?. However, compared to usual Psychometry, she requires much more effort to get the distant information. As a side ability, Deborah is much more observant and aware of her environment, very few details escape her sharp eyes. Which is suspected is due to heightened senses, or a side ability subtly working in the background. It has also given her a boost in the memory department. Not saying that she can recall every moment from the second she got her power, but she can easily remember the things that plagued humanity like "where did I leave the keys?", and "what was the name of that song?". Before you ask, no, this power doesn't give her thoughts, visions or emotions, just straight up information. The other abilities do. Psychometric-Telepathy. A form of Telepathy that Deborah has been practicing, and has nearly gotten down. It works in conjunction with her first power. She can access the minds of others by touching an object belonging to the person, or making skin-to-skin contact with them. Such as the handkerchief she got from Shannon, she grabs it, and can open a telepathic link with her at any time. It's a very basic, rudimentary form of telepathy, thus she can only read thoughts and send them. Like a form of communication. Premonitions. A recent ability that Deborah had discovered. It manifested very similar to could say, very similar to precognition. Except different in execution - but somewhat the same in function. Opposed to receiving a vision, she receives her premonitions as emotions, a gut feeling. Such as if something good is heading her way, or... simply something really wrong is going on. It mostly acts as a warning system for when something bad is about to happen. It can be something as subtle as a slight fear when someone's thinking about harming her, or veering on full on panic attack when being stalked by the big bad. It isn't too accurate at the moment, and that I mean it will only give her feelings directly related to what is to come, and that's just about it. However, this ability will get more accurate as time goes on until it borders on future-sense. Powers in her potential are... Psychometric-Tracking. Connected to her Psychometric-Perception, Deborah can track people through visions that appear in her mind's eye. It's relatively simple to activate. She must have a target in mind, and she must go to their last location, then a vision of their next actions/location will appear in her mind's eye. If she goes to this location and examine it, she will receive another vision and so on. Psychic-Imprint. Deborah can imbue objects and people with information (thoughts, emotions and memories) with a simple touch. Anyone who touches these objects will absorb the information - or in the case of emotions, will experience them. Debby can track these imprints if they're nearby. Psychic-Shield. Deborah can learn how to put up a mental shield around herself that will defend her against Cerebral powers. The kind of powers that would give them information about her. In the case of Telepaths/Empaths, they would simply be unable to read her. In the case of Precogs, she wouldn't appear in any visions, or if someone had a similar ability to her, they wouldn't get information from her. Weaknesses/Drawbacks: Her Psychometric-Perception ability has a few limits and such and such. This one is equally hard to explain. It needs a starting point before it she can get started, no randomly getting the information she wants. She has to physically get the starting point using her senses. Such as, someone has a small inklet of blood dripping down their leg, Deborah has to physically see it before she can make any connections. Or if she smells something weird, she can tell that it's gas. Get the picture right? Incomplete, false, or broken information is her other weakness, as her power won't work correctly otherwise. She also runs the risk of an information overload where her mind gets loaded with so much information that she can barely process it and starts experiencing violent headaches. She could even give herself an aneurysm if she's not careful. Which means when things get hectic, or there’s too much activity going on, she could possibly get overloaded. Her power is also interfered with when dealing with other Information-type Meta-humans. They produce a 'static' that just screws up her power. Deborah's telepathy is extremely weak and basic, and can easily be trumped by other, stronger, telepaths. She also can't freely read people's minds, she needs something connected to them. Such as an item owned by the person. Because of such a power Deborah has a near insatiable drive to get new information, from any and all subjects - Which can cloud her judgement and lead to rash decisions just in the name. It can also drive her to risk herself to get more new pieces of information. Now, it's a given with information-type abilities, but gaining information about people is a double-edged sword. She is quite fascinated by people, but there are things she doesn't want to know. Such as what people really think of her. Make of that as you will. Other: Themesong: Toro y Moi - Say That

Name: Bláthnat Cassidy Balore Nickname/Alias/Etc: Sugar, Little Flower, Princess, Fairy-tale Queen Gender: Female Age: 8 Height: 3'11ft Weight: 72 Home District: Westgate Appearance Hair Color: Red Eye Color: Blue Ethnicity: Irish Physical Appearance: A fairly young and incredibly cute child. She is short, very thin, and petite. She has a huge pair of thick framed glasses on, a pair that makes her look nerdy. But, easily her most defining feature is her massive head of wavy, wild, red hair. That goes down past her shoulders and flows as she moves. Sugar's other most defining feature is her face full of freckles. It's pretty obvious that she's a ginger. She moves very slowly most of the time, and she sometimes limps. Other times she's full of energy and excited. Moving fast as her little leg can take her. For her weight and height, she's average, just the healthy mix for a girl her age and size. She has a bit of body-fat on her, but it's barely noticeable. Her skin is a fair color, but slightly pale because she doesn't get too much sunlight. However, her skin has plenty of scars from a few notable accidents... But, before I get into those, I should describe yet another defining trait about Sugar. Her right leg is obviously prosthetic, since she lost it in an accident not too long ago. Which is why she doesn't exactly walk right. Everything under the knee has been amputated. This prosthetic is fairly standard in appearance, but Sugar has painted it bright red. She doesn't like talking about it at all. The leg itself is now a stump, there's a clear scar where it's been amputated, but generally the wound has healed. As for other scars/wounds, Sugar also has a few scars on the same leg and upwards towards her lower body. Slashing scars like something had cut her (Glass specifically). Other than that young Blathnat has very rounded and youthful facial features. The true face of a little girl. To get started, she has a rectangle-shaped face. She has large, round, full cheeks that smoothly flow into the rest of her jaw line without looking out of place. She has a tiny chin is so small and unnoticeable, that it disappears into her face. Mixed with her small, round, button nose, it's what makes her face look all cutesy. Sugar has braces, whenever she smiles she flashes these braces. Sugar has very large and rounded ears, usually hidden behind her curly mane. She has a rather large forehead, which butt of jokes at time. Attire: Being Shannon's little sister has it's benefits! Sugar's style is generally whatever she's in the mood for, which Shannon happily indulges. She's, more often than naught, seen wearing a dress of some sort, usually red. Red being her favorite color, it's only appropriate. Other times she's seen dressed up like a punk, a princess, a biker, a businesswoman and so on. Long as it's nothing too fantastical, Shannon will change her attire appropriately. Oh yeah, Sugar wears a pair of black thick framed glasses. Finally, Sugar is often seen with a large red binder pressed up against her chest. Inside the binder is a collection of various drawings Sugar has made, all neatly organized. She keeps this possession very close to her. Personality Outward & Innate Personality: A certainly... off girl. She acts very similar to a young child. Going around playing and having fun. People the idea an overactive imagination, one that always lives in a dream world. She would make a bitchin' writer if she got some practice. That said, she always acts like she's a princess going on a fantastic adventure as the hero. Calling everyone she meets something out of a fairy tail. For example, she would call a shady woman a evil witch, or a strong and heroic male a knight. It's all depending on what who she meets. That said, Sugar is innocent as they get, idealistic as a child should be too. She is immeasurably kind, and because she believes herself to be a hero, she tends to help people whenever she can. Which tends to get her in trouble. She's young and incredibly playful, always seeking to find a friend to play with. Though, she tends to shy away from people older than her. Sugar is a coward, and is very quick to be frightened, and more importantly, fears her dream world getting shattered. She avoids everything that would cause her world to be shattered, such as mean people, evils, and mature situations - Her imaginary friend helps. She retreats into this fun fantasy world to escape the real world stresses. The car accident she's been in has deeply affected her, and she'd rather pretend it never happened. She tries her hardest, but the whole experience has kept her up at night. Even thinking about it would cause her to freeze up. The stress shows in her demeanor when she's not acting like a hero. Sugar really has a fear of automobiles, and despises the look of them. There's no way she's ever getting in another car. Sugar also really hates being called by her birth-name, Blathnat. Hobbies/Interests: As you may have guessed it, Sugar really likes fairy tails, and fantasy in general. She absolutely loves Disney movies. Someone mentions one and she's going to explode in a ball of energy all over them. Sugar also likes playing, exploring, discovering things, and day dreaming/imagining. Skills/Talents: I couldn't come up with too much in terms of little girl skills, but here I go. Sugar, because of her active-imagination, has been looking into drawing. She's been drawing for quite awhile now, and she's been told that she has a little bit of talent. She's taken a few classes and has gotten beyond scribbles. Sugar has also been taught to play chess and checkers. Prized Possession: Sugar's notebook full of stories and drawing. Quote(s): "Oh! Do you want to meet Sir Reginald? Um... He's really shy..." History/Bio: Sugar was the first child to be born into the Balore family after O'Connor, father of the Balore family remarried (After the tragic death of his first wife). Sugar was the first bundle of joy to come from his new wife, Cassidy. She was born after the family had moved from New York to Black Fall, living in the Westgate district. That said, Sugar had a pretty good childhood, she was young, she played around with friends, and lived life the best way she could. Since she was young, fairy tales and fantasy stories deeply fascinated her. With her parents supporting this, and it eventually escalated to a worrying level. She was seemingly obsessed with fairy tales, which leaked into everything that she was involved with. Her schoolwork, her home life, and play life. Her parents simply figured that she'd grow out of it and left her to her own devices. When Sugar was five, she was given a young brother, O'Brien. She was initially jealous of the child for taking attention away from her, but she quickly warmed up the boy. However, the person she wanted to connect to the most was her older sister Shannon. Who seemed to be aloof, indifferent to her very existence. Sugar tried her very best to connect to her sister, not succeeding for ages, until Shannon was forced to pay attention to her. After that, Shannon and Sugar became closer, much like sisters should be. Shannon made fancy clothes for Sugar, and Sugar returned the favor in affection. Other than that, there was a slow natural progression of events. Sugar went to school, her obsession with fairy tales never faded. A few months before current times (Which was by the time she was seven), she was at the height of her life. Everything just seemed so perfect. Her younger brother was now two, and already walking and talking (Fragments). However, a few months before her eighth birthday, she learned that she will be getting another brother, Sean. Sugar was ecstatic that she was going to get a baby brother! Since she loved kids. However, her life took a drastic change after one car ride to the Toys "R" Us with her father one night. At an intersection, a drunk man had run a red light just as Sugar's car was crossing it. The drunk man crashed into the side of the car and sent it sprawling across the intersection into another truck. Sugar got her leg crushed between the door and another car. Her father was knocked out hard enough that he fell unconscious, probably with permanent damage. So Sugar was left alone in a mangled car to bleed to death as she screamed for help. Eventually, she too fell unconscious from severe blood loss and shock. It almost felt like she was dying. However a transparent guardian had appeared, and yanked Sugar out of the mangled vehicle. She was left lying by the side of the car, applying pressure to her wounds, by the time an ambulance came. At that point, the transparent man disappeared. Sugar woke up in the hospital the next morning, surrounded by her family. Thankfully Shannon and her mother had given her an emergency blood donation. The young girl would be in a stable condition, but she couldn't feel her leg... She looked down and learned that, in her unconscious state, her leg was amputated because it was too damaged to possibly repair. This made the young girl hysterical. What didn't help was the fact that her father was sent into a coma from severe injuries and they wouldn't know when he'd wake up. She was given a prosthetic leg and put into physical therapy soon as possible. However, something strange had appeared. What appeared to be a ghost was following her around. At this point, Sugar was frightened by the apparition, but only she could see him, he was invisible to everyone else. They chalked it off to being stressed out from the incident and issued her some psychological therapy as well. Whenever she freaked out, he would disappear - choosing only to reappear when she was alone. When they were alone, no matter how loud she screamed, who she called for help, the phantom refused to leave. Sugar felt like she was hopeless... When the ghost contacted her, for the first time, telling her that he was truly no threat and he was her friend. The entity that saved her from the car accident. Sugar was hesitant to believe the story at first, affixing the Entity to being an evil ghost. But, as they spent time together, playing around and talking, Sugar warmed up to him. In a few weeks, they were calling each other friends. She named it Sir Reginald, and called him a mighty knight. He helped her by getting her objects she was unable to, and sometimes saving her from further injury (Catching her that one time she nearly fell down the stairs). They had learned to rely on each other, and Sugar knew that Reginald was her knight. Everyone believed that she was just too imaginative except for her older sister, Shannon, who had enough experience in the Meta-human department to suspect that the traumatic experience had awakened a new power. Months later, Sugar was officially released from the hospital, and she had taken some time to get used to everything. Having one leg was hard on her, but she made a new friend, so it made it all better. No one believed Sugar when she said she made a new friend, just called Reginald an imaginary friend. It wasn't until Sugar asked Reginald to get an apple was when they knew that she was a Meta-human - except, they pegged her as a telekinetic opposed to having an ability of her own. Months later, and they still do not know of the true aspects of this ability. Except for Shannon who was savvy enough to believe what Sugar said. Family: Mother - Cassidy Balore Father - O'Connor Balore Brother - O'Brien Balore Brother - Sean Balore Half Sister - Shannon Balore Relationships Shannon Balore | Great | Big Sister | "She's a wizard! She can make clothes just like the Fairy Godmother!" | Deborah Javuant | Good | Princess | "Big sister's friend. She's really smart and always knows stuff I didn't know about. I think she's a Wizard too. Reginald tells me that I can trust her." | Aisha "Newt" Javuant | Neutral | Houdini | "Ooooooh, she can disappear! That's so cool! Reginald tells me where she is, but it's still cool!" | Jago Javuant | Neutral | Dumb Knight | "In my stories, he'd be the guy who goes on the adventures with the hero, and is the dumb tough guy." | Henry Olin | Feared | Dragon | "He’s.... Scary. He looks like the evil dragons in my stories… I hate it when he comes around. He starts talking about strange things, and telling me I’m things I’m not." | Abilities Power Class & Rating: Cerebral 8 Power: Imaginary Friend. Sugar has an invisible psychic entity following her and fulfilling her every wish. This entity is what she calls "Sir Reginald" and has the appearance of a transparent and featureless man, with only his outline visible. Reginald is far taller than Sugar is, standing tall at least ten feet - but he can shrink. However, while "inactive", Reginald is normally invisible (And untouchable to everyone but Sugar) to all but those with Cerebral powers can vaguely see him. He can, however, make himself visible at will, or when he interacts with someone, uses his telekinesis - or otherwise becomes "active". It is believed that Reginald is nothing more than a localized telekinetic field with Sugar subconsciously controlling him. Reginald has some degree of sentience, he displays intelligence, but he (seemingly) never communicates with anyone but Sugar. He carries out any of Sugar's wishes with near-human levels of intelligence, but when inactive, he merely hovers around Sugar. As I stated before, Reginald does whatever Sugar asks him to do, using all of his abilities combined. He can separate from her and for example, float across the room and grab something Sugar wants. During the aforementioned example, he'll be invisible and it will look like the object floated towards her. Which gives everyone the idea that her power is telekinetic in nature (Which is correct in it's own way) since Reginald never reveals himself. Reginald is fully benevolent and he only has Sugar's best interests in mind. Now, what are the special things Reginald do? Reginald has a powerful form of telekinesis. He can move even the heaviest of all objects with sheer willpower. This is also an extension of his telekinetic abilities, but Reginald is immeasurably strong. He can shatter stone with a single punch, and lift up cars - when he lifts objects up, they don't break under their own weight since he holds it together by wrapping a telekinetic field of his own around it. Reginald also has minor/weak telepathic abilities, which is how he communicates with Sugar. He can also read the thoughts of those around him, and transmit it to Sugar if he pleases. Usually he tells her about the people in the room, and who to watch out for. Reginald can send messages to other people, but he rarely does so unless he wants to send a message. Another perk of these Telepathic abilities is that Sir Reginald can guard her from other Cerebral-types of the sort. Mainly the type that can enter her mind. At will, Reginald can disappear into Sugar's mind and go dormant, until he's ready to come back - matter of fact, he has three states. Active (When visible), Inactive (When invisible) and dormant (Recovering in Sugar's mind). This ability is something that is new to her - in fact, she isn't even sure she's a meta herself. But, as she and her familiar synchronize, they will form a deeper bond, and she will gain some of his abilities. Specifically a weaker form of telekinesis and telepathy. Weaknesses/Drawbacks: While Reginald is a powerful entity of his own, he has a few drawbacks. Know all that fancy stuff like the telekinesis and the strength? It's mentally linked to Sugar, and they haven't quite synchronized yet. Reginald using his telekinesis causes Sugar strain and injury. Simply moving an object telekinetically will give her a brief headache, and say tossing a bus into the upper stratosphere would cause her some immense damage, and might kill her via ashing. Which is exactly why he sticks to the simple stuff, and remains dormant to conserve energy, and keep Sugar protected. However, as Sugar grows as a person, she can lessen this and go in sync with Sir Reginald. Eventually he'll be able to use his telekinesis and strength without harming Sugar. Reginald can be touched while visible, and, by that extent, damaged. While he's sturdier than a human being, he can be damaged, and can be destroyed. Once destroyed, he will retreat back into Sugar's brain until he's fully repaired. He cannot regenerate on his own either, he'll have to return to Sugar's mind to heal even slight damage. He cannot fight other Cerebral types as effectively as anyone else. Reginald can't use all of his abilities at once, he can't keep Sugar in her fantasy land while stopping a bus from flying at them. He has to do one thing at a time. His telekinesis only applies to solid/physical objects. In regards to human beings, there’s a few restrictions on his telekinesis. They don’t function as well on people as they do. He can’t telekinetically rip someone apart for example, but he can still move them around. But, the only thing is that people can resist his telekinetic influence on them. Reginald has Sugar's best interests in mind, and thus, he thinks about her before himself. Instead of counterattacking, he will be more focused on protecting Sugar, even if it'll leave himself open. Say if she got into a fight with two guys (Who would try to beat up a little girl? You fucking heartless bastard); and while Reginald is throwing something at Mook A, Mook B throws a brick at Sugar; he'll drop everything to defend her, leaving himself open to be taken out by Mook A. It can be taken advantage of by a savvy opponent. Or he might just forgo the fight altogether and just get Sugar out of there. Reginald only fights if there's no choice, and only to defend Sugar, even then, he'd rather send a message than kill someone. Whenever Sugar falls asleep/unconscious, Reginald will go dormant until she wakes up. Another major weakness is that, while Sugar can give him orders, she doesn't have complete control over him. He does everything above, and in order to use that power she has to ask him first. Otherwise, he'll remain dormant and hover over Sugar. Say if a friend has been attacked by a monster, she'll have to ask him - of course she'll likely be too terrified to ask him, but yeah. However, he will act to protect Sugar, even if it goes against her wishes. Other: Sugar isn't fully aware of her ability - she still believes that she is a normal girl instead of a meta-human in command of a powerful entity. By that extent, NEST does not know Sir Reginald even exists - they have deemed it a figment of her overactive imagination. They believe that she is a low-level telekinetic and telepath and graded her an incorrect 3 rather an eight. [youtube]FdbYkb1_OeA[/youtube]

Basic Information Name: Jago Andrew Javuant Nickname/Alias/Etc: JJ, The Ultimate Shield Gender: Male Age: 14 Height: 5'7 Weight: 137 Home District: Westgate Appearance Hair Color: Black Eye Color: Brown Ethnicity: African-American Physical Appearance: A very youthful and proud teen. Jago has the looks of an outgoing person, the kind of kid that spends plenty of time outside and doing things rather than lazing around the house. Hell, someone could say that he has the looks of an adventurer. But he tends to have the young relaxed teen vibe most of the time. Moving around and walking with confidence and a cocky swagger. He's rather tall for his age, standing shoulders above other teens at a solid 5'7. His build is very thin and waifish, he's skinny, but he has a bit of muscles. Not the "I lift" kind of muscles, but more of the "I run, and do gymnastics" muscles. His arms and legs are particularly muscular - another thing I should note about them is that they're long, they make up a bit of his height. However, the boy has been hitting the gym quite often in hopes of getting ripped. They're hard to notice unless he takes off his clothes and shows some skin. Speaking of skin; Jago is obviously African-American. He has a chocolate brown skin color, tanned from spending plenty of time in the sun. His face is coated with some dark freckles. Free from blemishes and acne - but he has plenty of scars coating his skin from rough play. His appearance clearly implies he's been during various activities, but clearly rough-housing. His crooked nose was broken in fights fairly frequently and just never healed right. Along with a few scars here and there - mostly around his knees from tripping - he's clearly been in some stuff. Going back to Jago's African-American heritage, his facial features are structured very much like African-Americans. His skull shape, thick lips, and hair-texture give this away. Jago's facial features are rounded and smooth - blending seamlessly with each other - along with a rectangle shaped head. His chin is small, and square, blending into his sharp jawline very well. His nose is medium sized, with two large nostrils and a thick nose bridge, and like it's been stated before, is quite crooked. He has large lips, along with a wide mouth. His ears are small, yet quite round. Jago's eyes are small, usually giving off a lazy, bored look, or a fierce, determined, confident, glare. One thing Jago has been notable for is his thick, straight, dark-black hair color. It's a usually wild hair-style, since he keeps them all in shoulder-length, thick, dreadlocks. They move and flow just as he does. Attire: Jago's attire, and style, varies depending on his mood. But his most common style is either a hip-hop based outfit, an athletic outfit, casual attire, or bland outfits that allow freedom of movement. That said, there's few kinds of clothes Jago won't wear. Personality Outward & Innate Personality: A young, impetuous, little shit. A lot of words can be used to describe Jago. Arrogant, cocky, proud, confrontational... are just among some of them. He acts loudly and proud, and it's clear to the people he meets that he is some kind of badass. Talking like everyone is below him, or simply worthless - talking himself up to be some champion. Merely because he thinks that most people are annoying and simply not worth his time. Usually he tends to act like the cool kid, the one that barely cares and does whatever he pleases. Jago casually throws insults, snarky remarks at people and taunts - bordering on bullying. Jago is the kind of kid that would spit in the face of authority and act wildly out of control. This is apart of his young, impulsive, attitude. He breaks the rules casually, and treat authority figures like they're nothing. Stealing, breaking things, and fighting people aren't below him. However, he will play along with their rules until they get into his way. Jago is very easy to annoy, and temperamental. People who annoy him will get the brunt of his insults. Sometimes he'll single out these people and prank them. Doing whatever he can to demean them for his own amusement. Jago is very quick to anger, and when he gets angry, he acts rashly, and certainly isn't afraid to escalate things from throwing insults to throwing punches. However, he tends to act aggressively towards people that are his own level physically. While he isn't afraid to step up to someone who's larger and older than him, he tends to rely on peer pressure to carry him through those situations. And let whatever happens, happen - even if he loses. It's easy to say that he isn't the brightest kid. Acting on impulse (or with his dick) tends to get him in quite a few sticky situations. Very rarely does he learn unless the lesson is pounded into his skull through brute force (Specifically a good asskicking). However, he tends to act far more cold and closed off when around strangers, or when he's not in the mood to be bothered. Innately, Jago is afraid of being weak, being useless, being scared. Which is why he acts all proud, aggressive, and rebellious - he wants the world to know that he isn't weak or a coward and will do anything to appear otherwise. He's convinced that strength, pride, and status is the only thing that matters, and the only thing he needs. While longing for something more. Jago is desperate to become a strong and capable badass that doesn't take shit from anyone. When in reality, he's just a kid acting like one - and he knows this. He's especially afraid of failing in the moments he really needs to succeed, or just not being good enough. He believes that he's alone in the world, and that no one can possibly help him - Which is why he has to get strong enough to help himself. Jago absolutely hates it when he has to rely on other people, or someone else has to come and save him. Morality-wise, while it may not seem this way, but underneath it all Jago has a strong sense of morality and justice. He simply won't stand for injustice befalling on the people he cares about. That said, he'll help a friend that's being mugged, or go out to get revenge for someone who cannot. But he certainly won't jump into heroic causes that don't concern him, nor will he go out of his way to save strangers. Jago's not out to save the world, neither is he out to destroy it - doing good isn't a duty or a responsibility. Just something he needs to do when necessary. One thing he does more than anything is hide this side of himself. Usually justifying it as something he wanted to do, or making an asshole-ish comment to cover his ass and divert attention away from that trait. Hobbies/Interests: Sports for starters. While Jago only really plays basketball and soccer, he loves to watch all other sports. Except for baseball. That's gay. Athletics is something he enjoys greatly. But the one thing he likes above all else are drinks! Not alcohol you fool, he's only fourteen. The point is, Jago will always be seen drinking soda, juices, and Gatorade. Other things he likes are chess and board games, video games, hot girls, hip-hop, and fighty fights. Skills/Talents: Jago has quite a few, all of them were taught to him by others. His most obvious skill is that he's very agile and fast because of his acrobatic, and gymnastic training - but it's been ages since he actually practiced it. Most of his training had stuck with him through the years since he uses it a lot. He can climb, is very quick on his toes, and is very acrobatic. Jago is also exceptionally skilled at playing basketball, and has played a little bit of soccer. Jago has also taken to skateboarding. Because he's a particularly mouthy teen, Jago's parents had invested in some Karate classes to teach him how to defend himself, and maybe discipline him. His greatest skill would have to be how clever, quick thinking, and creative he is. A cunning trickster by default, he can think outside the box merely by instinct. Prized Possession: N/A Quote(s): "A wise man told me that when putting others first; they know you just come second." "Good grief..." - His catchphrase "Ya'll forget; I'm the shield you bitches get behind!" History/Bio: (Backstory for both Newt and Jago. Refer to Deborah's backstory for some more details) Jago and Aisha/Newt were born into the Javuant family, a military family, whom already had a daughter. Their early life was simple, and rather fatherless since he was sent off to go fight in the war. They had fun as children until he returned from the war a year later. They were all moved to Black Fall, Pennsylvania - the Westgate community to be exact. As the twins grew up, it was apparent what kind of people they'd be. Jago was the young bruiser, while Aisha was the trickster with an interest in reptiles and amphibians. As they developed, they were given quite a bit of freedom, since once their father got home from the war, he didn't want to raise anymore kids. It was up to their mother's steady hand that put them on the path to greatness. Neither of them were anything special in class - however, Newt had trouble with school since she couldn't hold still and found herself getting distracted. Both of them did well enough to get by, and that's just about it. Then, there was the fact they had nothing to do after school was out. The only logical thing she could do was get them some hobbies. Initially, due to their existing mobility, they were both signed up for Gymnastics and free-running. A hobby that they both greatly enjoyed (Except Jago would rather go without the unitard) and allowed it to hone their agility and bodies. Jago had also taken a liking to artistic classes, and he was also into basketball, and soccer - Since he thinks that all the other sports were boring. There were some attempts to get him to play instruments, but they didn't stick. Newt on the other hand didn't get into hobbies other than gymnastics. She'd rather screw around with reptiles. Which meant her mother had to force her hand, and forced Newt to attend piano classes... It goes without saying that she didn't like it at all, but as she went to more and more classes, she warmed up to the idea of piano. Along with a few Spanish classes. Regardless, these hobbies were all outlets for them to properly learn how to socialize with people - probably.... Jago quickly learned to dislike other people, while Newt found herself getting ignored - so she drew attention to herself. By the time they were ten, they began showing their true colors ; two wild eye children. Jago was already a young bruiser, aggressive and had one hell of a tempter. He started fights in school constantly - over the stupidest reasons -, and had to be picked up from school more than once. It was a worrying trend that would certainly end with their son dead if they didn't correct it. Grounding him didn't seem to have an effect, neither did beating him - in fact, the latter made him even worse. They were running out of options, so they went with the last resort; a disciplinary boot camp for children with behavior problems. A location that was out of state. Now this was where Jago was worked. He had to live under strict rules, and was punished severely for every outburst. Jago learned to restrain himself finally, and it did wonders for the young child's temper and taught him ways to channel his anger. But it didn't completely remove the issue, only teach him when and where to express it. The other kids there were pretty shitty, since they were sent here for the same reasons he was. Mixed with his standoffish and temperamental attitude, Jago didn't get along too well with the kids here. He was bullied constantly, and whenever he tried to fight back, he got punished. It was all a vicious cycle that did nothing to help the boy. Newt on the other hand was struggling with the temporary departure of her brother. She was a major source of peer pressure for him, and she felt rather alone without him - since her sister is too old to actually relate to her. Worst of all, Newt's grades were declining due to her lack of focus and interest in it. It was suspected she had an disorder, but her mother had a bit of denial when it came to the matter, so she just chalked it up to Newt playing around too much. This caused Newt to be worked twice as hard in regards to her school work. Getting punished for what she didn't have control over. Getting countless tutors that did nothing to help. The sheer stress didn't help Newt's situation at all. Jago's power manifested at boot camp, after getting into one last fight. Jago had fought back against some kids who were bullying him. He got beaten badly by what had to be five kids older than him. It was a scary situation, but in the process of swiping back at his enemies he had created a bubble shield around himself. It wasn't the shield itself that stopped the barrage, but it was merely the revelation that he was a Meta-human that scared them off. With he himself having little idea of what happened. Jago was immediately pulled out of the camp and sent straight home - he wouldn't have had it any other way. The moment he got home, he had a talk with his family about what happened, and through a bit of tinkering, he managed to replicate what he did. They didn't reject him since they already had one Meta-human (Deborah) in their family. So it was another one of their family secrets. He got registered at NEST, then Jago resumed life, went to school, indulged in hobbies - with Karate classes added to the list due to the incident. But whenever he was alone, he practiced with his shielding ability. He attempted to understand it - with the help of Newt he learned some of it's capabilities; it can stop most physical attacks from normal humans, but what about the big stuff like bullets? Well, Jago never got to know. Either way, he practiced with his ability to the point where he could control it (No one accidental activation). Jago took pride in his ability, he felt powerful, and the whole concept of being superhuman had inflated his ego. While the disciplinary camp had taught him to control his anger, he would still get into fights. Just for better reasons now. On the other hand, Newt felt left out for being the only child in the family that wasn't a Meta-human, and worst of all, she met plenty of people who were. It was simply unfair! She eventually became jealous of her siblings powers and used every opportunity she could to undermine them. It didn't affect Deborah all that well, who knew of Newt's troubles, but it definitely caused her and Jago to drift apart for a while. They were all fighting over all the stupidest things. Arguing, pranking each other, and sometimes outright fighting. It was at that point they hated each other. This vicious cycle continued well until they were twelve - albeit to a more subtle level. They had matured somewhat, and everyone around them were getting tired of it. So their sibling rivalry died down - but not completely. Meanwhile, Jago learned a new aspect of his power while sparring in a Karate class and accidentally floating upwards a few feet... He was immediately disqualified for cheating. But that didn't matter to him, he had a brand new ability to explore! He rushed home and experiment with it. At first, he could only move around, which gave him the theory that he can make shields and fly, but a few months of practice the epiphany came that his powers were actually telekinetic. Around this time, Newt had discovered her abilities during her gymnastics class. They had manifested long before, but she didn't notice them until she was in class, bending her body in unreal ways. At first she didn't know, but given the Meta-human nature of her families, she knew it was a power. So she went to NEST and got tested, and it was confirmed that she was a Super-System-type meta-human. Newt was ecstatic, her gymnastics had reached the next degree. Eventually, she had also learned that she had the ability to turn - in simpler terms - invisible during an argument with her mother. The twins just had their fourteenth birthday and the opportunities are endless... Family: Father - Jacob Javuant Mother- Susie Javuant Uncle - David Termellio Aunt - Taya Termellio Sister - Aisha/Newt Javuant Sister - Deborah Javuant Relationships Aisha "Newt" Javuant | Good | Twin-Sister | "You know, we fight all the time over stupid shit, but you we make a great team..." | Deborah Javuant | Neutral | Big Sister | "She the complete opposite of me and Newt - in a good way - because she acts white as hell. But whatevs. Smart, real smart, probably because of that power of hers - but real talk, I hate the fact that I can’t hide anything from her. She knows more about what the helll is going on than I do, so I’m not going to complain." | Shannon Balore | Neutral | Debby's Friend |"Carrot-top is Deborah's friend. The only reason why I can tolerate her. At least she can make me some good clothes sometimes." | Blathnat "Sugar" Balore | Neutral | Shannon's Younger-Sister | "..." | Henry Olin | Meh | NEST Agent | "Another NEST bitch, yo. Normally, I wouldn’t give a fuck about him, but he a pain in the ass when I start something. Worst of all, Newt and Debby love this freak of nature, so it’s hard as hell to get rid of him." | Holly Basless | Meh | Motherfucking Teresa | "Girly girl right here think she's mother Teresa! Good looking, but who in their right mind would even try to get with her? Pttf. That Bible of hers is shoved too far up her ass for her to think for herself." | Abilities Power Class & Rating: Cerebral 7 Power: Jago has two abilities that are Telekinetic in nature. Whenever he uses either ability, he is surrounding it, and himself, in a aura. Both abilities require movement of his hands. Telekinetic-Shields. Jago has the ability to create telekinetic barriers with little energy or focus as far as the eye can see. Jago's barriers are translucent, dark-purple or blue, and come in a variety of shapes and sizes. Though, Jago is more specialized in creating walls, he can create curved walls, or spheres. He can't move them, the barriers are effectively stationary (Though, they can be moved with enough strength) until he becomes more refined in them, but he can create floating shields just fine. He can control what goes through them. For example, he can make it so that people can attack from inside his shields, or render them inaccessible from both sides. These force-fields have varying levels of durability, all depending on how much effort he puts into it. They can be enough to block a person, or stop an augmented punch from a super-strong meta. Though, the more pressure they're put under, the harder it is it for him to keep them going. Right now, Jago can only create bouncy, flexible shields. If his shields were hit by anything, they would deform, and Jago would be able to bounce it back, with a variety of other uses. Bouncy shields are a bit harder to destroy than his other shields because they're far more shock absorbent. He's working on creating traditional, "solid" shields by gaining a higher degree of control. He will be able to learn how to create reflecting, and deflecting shields with time. In regards to energy, or non-physical, attacks, Jago's shields block simply them regardless of the type of shield he has deployed, and they cause no deformations in his shields. One technique he believes he can do is that he can wrap his barriers around his limbs, to create an armor around himself. Bringing his durability up a bit. There are plenty more techniques he can come up with as he becomes better at controlling his ability, but it's more of a creativity kind of thing. He just needs to think outside the box with his power, and he can possibly become more dangerous than anyone else. Telekinesis. Making up the other half of Jago's power is good old telekinesis, baby! A recent development, and it came with the epiphany that his power is truly telekinetic in nature. By default, he can do the usual telekinetic techniques of lifting, throwing, pushing, attracting, and generally controlling the motion of any solids. It's also possible for him to bend, crush, or stretch objects. He does these techniques via hand/arm, and leg, motions - it's also possible to move it with a thought, but his control won't be as precise. By pointing his hand at an object, and with concentration, he can move it, as it "follows" his motions. By thrusting his hand outward, or swinging it really hard, he can send it flying at a speed of his choice. Get the idea? It's entirely possible for him to do this to multiple objects at once - with one motion, in fact. He can also be extremely precise with his telekinesis. The most he can lift up without strain is 200lb. Another trick he has worked out is more or less tactile-telekinesis. By touching an object, a telekinetic aura will wrap around it, and allow him to move it in a similar manner to super strength - except it'll be held together by an external force. It will also give him a mental map of the object (Which helps with picking locks and so on). Using tactile-telekinesis gives Jago more raw strength, but it allows him to use his telekinesis on himself. More or less giving him the ability to control his own movements. Such as flight/levitation, sliding along the ground, putting more force behind his punches, controlling his balance, and more precise movements. There are plenty more applications he can do, but that'd bog down the sheet. Weaknesses/Drawbacks: The first problem Jago has is concentration. All of his abilities rely on focus and concentration. Break it, and all uses of Jago's power will be cancelled. He also requires hand motions for all of his abilities. While he can use them without motions, he won't be as refined or precise. Jago cannot use his shields and his telekinesis at the same time, he has to cancel one usage before beginning the other. However, he can fly/move around and make shields at the same time. Overusing his abilities (Or maintaining a single use for too long) causes his body to receive damage and degrade over times. This in the way of him bleeding out of every orifice, awful headaches, strain his muscles, and at it's most extreme; brain damage and failing organs. For specific weaknesses, I'll start with his shields. There's the given weaknesses of larger and more durable his shields, the more effort it'll take to keep them going. However, Jago technically has no limit to how many shields he can put up at a time, but it comes down to a quality vs quantity thing. The more shields he has up, the less overall durability they'll have (Depends on size and durability). Putting constant pressure on Jago's shields is dangerous. While he can make them quite durable, the more pressure they're put under, the harder it'll be for Jago to keep them going. However, "constant pressure" means a lot of really hard hits coming on it at once. For example, a really strong punch won't cause any extra effort, but a barrage from anything stronger than a .40 Cal will make it harder for Jago to keep it going. It's also possible to break them if they get hit with more than what they can take. While his flexible shields are more durable than other types of shields, they have a few more disadvantages of their own. If Jago (Or anyone else) is too close to the shield after they take a heavy hit, the excess force may whip back and hit someone behind the shield. Bouncing attacks off his shields might also be hazardous for everyone else. They can also be pierced with enough force, or if someone tries to run through it with a blade. Jago's harder shields aren't as shock absorbent and easier to break with stronger hits. Reflecting and Deflecting shields are weak against slow moving objects, and someone can simply walk right through them. While Jago's shields can stop energy and physical attacks, the only thing he can't block are light based attacks such as lasers and the likes. For weaknesses specific to his telekinesis, they're simple. Moving heavier objects, moving objects quickly, and the more advanced uses, tire him out faster. The absolute weight-limit to Jago's telekinesis has to be two tons, and he wouldn't be able to move anything close to that weight without pushing himself far beyond his limits and coming close to ashing. The most he could hope to do is bring a stop to it. There's also a few limits when it comes to people (All of which might be psychological). He can move people around (Even restrain or throw them), but he can't do stuff like choke them, bend them behind their natural limits, tear them to pieces, and such and such. Obviously, his telekinesis ability only applies to solids - he cannot manipulate energy or anything on an atomic level. He can manipulate liquids somewhat, but not to a great degree. Other: Themesong: Black Tha Ripper - In My Mind

Name: Aisha Phoebe Javuant Nickname/Alias/Etc: Newt, Phoebe Gender: Female Age: 14 Height: 5'4 Weight: 125 Home District: Westgate Appearance Hair Color: Black Eye Color: Brown Ethnicity: African-American Physical Appearance: Newt is certainly a young and spastic teen. Much like her twin brother, Newt is much taller than a girl her age should be. She is nearly at the average adult female height. But she herself still feels rather short compared to other people. Her frame is thin, and her body is trim from all the activity she goes through. She's basically skin and bones. She has the appearance of someone who's transitioning into a healthy woman, or someone in the middle of puberty. Her voice is getting deeper, her breasts are growing, with gaining a more womanly shape (Curves and hips). It seems like she'll certainly be a full woman once she finishes, but she's far from that. But she's certainly feminine. She's energetic, and never can seem to hold still, and her movements are quick and wild. Even when she's holding still, she's always looking like she's about to explode in a ball of energy. Strangely enough, Newt does not have one mark on her body. Her skin is so clear and flawless that it would make a super-model jealous. It’s surprising since, given the rough play she goes through, anyone would expect her to be heavily scarred. Newt is clearly African-American, her skin, skull-shape, and facial features are consistent with African-Americans. Her skin is a dark-brown color. However, Newt's body is splattered with black freckles against her brown skin. Newt's facial features are rounded, and smooth, nothing looks disproportionate from one another. She has a rectangle shaped head, and with a small square chin much like her brother. She doesn't have much of a jawline at the moment, but it is developing. Her nose is medium sized with rather big nostrils, and a thin nose bridge, making her nose look almost triangle shaped. Surprisingly, it isn't crooked or broken. She has thick lips that are usually painted bright red via lipstick. She has some small ears that are thin, and kinda pointy. Her eyes are very large, and round, they have a puppy-eyes look all the time. Her iris is a brown color. She has a long neck. In terms of hairstyle, Newt has two large afro puffs on each side of her head. Normally her hair is wavy, and thick, but she doesn't really maintain it all that well, so it's pretty messy and dirty. Often, Newt has a few stickers of stars on her cheeks, or alternatively, she draws stars on them with a marker. Attire: Newt would love to wear all the clothing that her parents would never let her wear, but she's forced to look somewhat presentable. But if given the opportunity to, she would wear ripped jeans, leggings, stockings, bikinis, and just skimpy clothing in general. Though, she is forced to dress somewhat normally. She'll be forced to wear clothing that covers her skin, such as jeans, and jackets. Through Newt likes to take this to it's logical extreme and dress up like a ninja. Wearing hoodies over hoodies and jackets over jackets. She's also fond of wearing gloves, boots, and high heels. The most standout feature of Newt's attire is that ridiculously long bright-red scarf with black edges. It's at least seven feet in length, and she keeps it wrapped around her neck or her face. Usually Newt is seen wearing jewelry of the ear-ring variety. Sometimes she's seen wearing hoop earrings, or usual. Personality Outward & Innate Personality: A real wacky motherfucker. Newt is a teen that lacks tact, crude as hell, and will say just about anything that's on her mind. She won't refrain from saying rude, strange, or mean, things about people because it'll amuse her. Her favorite targets are the weak, annoying, and innocent - because they are so much fun to screw with. But she mainly goes for the people who can't fight back. She is quite rebellious and insolent, she dislikes authority figures with a passion, and will go out of her way to screw with them - sometimes for no reason other than because she can. It goes without saying that she tends to ignore and disobey orders whenever possible. It goes without saying that she's a chaotic neutral. Newt does whatever she pleases, right or wrong - however, she knows when to stop and tries not to go too far. People can tell that she's quite the hedonist, merely because the pleasures in life are all that really matters to her. But she definitely has altruistic tendencies. Newt doesn't have the best social skills on the planet, she is someone oblivious to how people interact with each other, and it shows when she says inappropriate (Or sexually charged) statements. Or the times when she invades people's personal space (Touching people, getting really close, etc). Newt likes to draw attention to herself, especially when other people stop paying attention to her. Merely because she hates being ignored and forgotten about. Another thing people will notice is that she's extremely nosy, and isn't afraid to stick her nose in other people's business. Going to the point of even invading people's privacy. She has trouble concentrating, and holding still. She's always so energetic that if she isn't stopped, she'll be all over the place. It's highly suspected that she has ADHD, which is something that upsets her. Underneath the wacky personality, Newt really cares for other people, and honestly wants to be their friend. She really cares about her siblings. While she tends to appear to brush things off - Things like criticism, insults, and so on tends to be rather damaging emotionally. In response to this, Newt can be quite vengeful. She will go to petty lengths to get even with people who wronged her (Or get the feeling that she did). If she can't, she'll have a hell of a hard time letting go, and will mull about it for ages. In terms of sexuality, Newt is bi-curious. She often finds herself being attracted to girls, while she prefers boys. It's something new to her that she's entirely unsure about. Newt keeps it a secret, but only Deborah knows about her preferences. Hobbies/Interests: If the nick name didn't give it away, Newt loves reptiles and amphibians. Especially frogs, and salamanders. If she sees any scaly friends she will absolutely lose her shit and be all over that. Other than that, Newt is surprisingly interested in things like classic literature, old movies, and poetry. She's also a fan of various animated series, her favorite being anime. Skills/Talents: A girl that's really light on her toes. She's fast, agile, quiet, and can hide pretty well. Just pray to God that you're not playing hide and seek with her. This is partly due to being in gymnastics. She's also a very good pick-pocket, using her powers in conjunction with her dexterous hands. Newt is also being forced to learn to play piano, she's not that good at the moment, but she's getting there. Her twin brother Jago has shared a few of his skills with his. Such as his Karate, basketball, and so on. Prized Possession: Her impractically long scarf. History/Bio: (Refer to Jago's sheet) Family: Father - Jacob Javuant Mother- Susie Javuant Uncle - David Termellio Aunt - Taya Termellio Brother - Jago Javuant Sister - Deborah Javuant Relationships Jago Javuant | Good | Brother | "Hahahaha... Jago, pttf. A goon, wannabe, tough guy, fun. He’s all of those things, and more… Me and him working together… with trouble on our mind… we can get shit done." | Deborah Javuant | Good | Big Sister | "Big sis! A big name around Westgate, probably because of her power only. Everyone calls her the Secret Keeper? Ha, give me a damn break. I know one of her biggest secrets, and I don't plan keeping it." | Shannon Balore | Meh | Debby's "Friend" | "She's totally a carpet muncher, you know?" | Blathnat "Sugar" Balore | Neutral | Shannon's Younger-Sister | "I should buy her a peg leg!" | Henry Olin | Great | Lizardman! | "Me and him… we’re similar y’know. I know he’s my friend.... Buuuuut I would like him better if he wasn’t a NEST lapdog. Heheheheheh!" | Holly Basless | Meh | Bibble-Humper | "She's kinda annoying, yeah. But she's great to screw with." | Abilities Power Class & Rating: Super-System 6, & Cerebral 3 Power: Super-Human Condition. Newt has a godly body for a fourteen year old girl. She is at her (Super-natural) prime. That said, Newt has your typical superhuman abilities. Her body has been enhanced in a few fields, such as her agility and strength, among other things. However, her agility is simply top-tier, and easily the most improved part of her body by a long shot. She's insanely flexible, she can go from one motion to another with ease, sprint, do backflips, and other tricks with little effort. Her body/muscle control, hand-eye coordination, and balance are insane, allowing her to perform stunts with little strain on her body. Newt can also bend twist her body far beyond the normal limits, her muscles and skin are more flexible, and her limbs are double-jointed. Meaning she can perform contortions that look like she's boneless. She's also great with those hands of hers, they move at a blur, and are insanely precise. Which can allow her to quickly snatch something. This power also allows Newt to run faster (at like 45 mph consistently - she can run at least 75 mph for a short distance) and jump higher (At least a good twenty feet in one leap). Her reflexes have been increased to boot, she can react to things the moment she sees it coming. In a fight, the implications are obvious; she can easily and effectively dodge attacks - moving like a blur. Finally, Newt has the ability to wall crawl by taking advantage of van der Waals force. Newt can cling to any surface. Newt's strength has also been enhanced by a few notches, and supplements her agility. She can lift up to 650lb on her own, and that's enough to throw a grown man around like it's nothing, or throw a bone breaking punch. Newt's senses are also improved by a degree, specifically her sense of smell, hearing, and sight. She can smell on par with animals, hear a needle drop, and her eyesight allows her to see in the dark, see further, see clearer, and pick up movement much better. Her healing ability has been enhanced, to the point of regeneration. Newt’s ability to regenerate damaged cells is astounding. She’d heal from superficial wounds like paper cuts, micro-fractures, and so on, in a few seconds. Bigger wounds such as deep cuts will be closed in half an hour. Broken bones would be healed in a week. Get the gist? She is also capable of regenerating limbs. It’ll take a few months to grow back something like an arm, but it’s possible. Because of her high healing-factor, her immune-system and metabolism have been similarly enhanced. And finally, her stamina has been enhanced to the point where she could sustain all of these feats, and not even need a breather. She can also hold her breath for awhile. Sensory-Stealth. With a little bit of concentration, Newt can become invisible to the naked eye... sort of. Her power subconsciously alters the optic nerves and removes her from them. Thus, making her invisible to the naked eye, and not having to worry about being blind herself. Fortunately, this ability extends to her clothes, so she's not floating clothes walking around. The most she can cloak is her outfit. So far her power has no effect on the olfactory and auditory senses, but that could be a development for her. There's a possibility that she can become inaudible, and odorless in the future. Weaknesses/Drawbacks: Yes, Newt's body has been enhanced to godly levels, but there are some aspects that haven't been enhanced; namely her durability. It's still technically at the human level, and in some areas, weaker than the human average. Her joints, tendons, and ligaments are frail, and much easier to damage. She must know her limits, and control her body accordingly. Since, while she has the strength to bench press a piano, her skeleton can't support it and it'd still crush her. If she punches someone full force, then she's not going to be using that hand for awhile. Even if she jumps and lands the wrong way, she could break a joint very easily. And, even with regeneration, she's no wolverine, she can't instantly bounce back from damage, she needs time. Newt is a fragile-speedster by default, fast as hell, but can't take too much of a hit. That said, there's more weaknesses. Specifically in terms of her metabolism, it runs fast enough that she remains in great shape, but it also means her body requires more food, drink, and rest in order to keep function. If she goes without those for too long, then her body will shut down. And that's bad. Her regeneration has a few weaknesses of it's own. For starters, it kicks her metabolism into overdrive, and can drain her far quicker than usual. Then there's the fact that she can't heal from brain damage, or attacks that would instantly kill her. If there's an object in the way, it interferes with her regeneration until the object is removed. Also, if a broken bone isn't braced properly, then it will not heal correctly, and will likely have to be broken again. Her enhanced senses also present a few, rather obvious, weaknesses of their own. Sensory overload. Bright lights, loud sounds, strong odors, you see, attacks on the senses tend to be extremely painful for Newt, and almost just as damaging. Taking a flashbang to the face would render her blind and deaf, at least until her healing factor corrected the damage. Finally, while Newt can resist fatigue, it doesn't mean she can go on forever. The lactic acid buildup would cause an incredible pain, and force her to stop whether she wants to or not (Or else it'll be painful). That ability is called Sensory-Stealth rather than outright Invisibility. The main weakness to this ability is range. The further people are, the easier they can see her. Allow me to explain, she's completely invisible to people that are around fifteen feet of her. Outside of that, she can vaguely be seen (Without her facial features being visible) and the further out she is, the easier she can be seen. Further than thirty feet she's completely visible. The more objects Newt is making invisible, the harder it is to maintain overall. Which includes clothes, the more clothes she’s wearing, the harder it’ll be for her to remain invisible. Moving fast while stealthed will cause her to turn visible. She has to be standing still or moving relatively slowly to use this ability. Then there's people with enhanced/extra senses that can easily detect her. She isn't invisible to electronics either. Other: Themesong: Gorillaz - Dare

Name: Carmen Brenna Santo Jr. Nickname/Alias/Etc: Lily Gender: Male Age: 22 Height: 5'3 Weight: 132 Home District: Uhhh... She's a street rat. Sooo... Appearance Hair Color: Dark-Brown Eye Color: Amber Ethnicity: Hispanic - Puerto-Rican Physical Appearance: When people look at Lily, they get the feeling that she's a punk-type girl. The kind of girl that'd cause all sorts of trouble. Her personality thoroughly betrays feeling - But that's not for here. Lily has a nice, shapely figure, with curvy hips. Plus from all the running she did, she's quite thin. A little muscular around the legs and arms, but otherwise her muscles aren't that visible. She's very unimposing, and weak-looking, not the type you'd be afraid of in a dark alley-way. Mainly because she's quite short, a few inches under the standard female height. Lily has a long broken visage. Like a girl that used to be normal, before tragedy struck. Lily is Puerto-Rican, her skin is a nice shade of a light-brown color, and obviously showing that she's Hispanic. Her skin is a nice color... But far from perfect. Years of abuse and hardship have made her skin appear, less than perfect. It has plenty of scars, bruises, blemishes, and moles. Lily has her share of scars, everyone does. They range from the child-hood blunders everyone gets, to the more darker ones. By darker, I mean more interesting. She has a few facial scars. She has a two-point claw scars next to each other on her right eyebrow, that are a few centimeters in length. Her next scar is a scar that goes across her lips and her chin. Lily's last facial scar is one on her nose, that starts at the very tip of her nostril and goes a few inches towards her upper face. Like someone cut her nose open. She has plenty of scars on her body, but they're either small or generally irrelevant. Lily has a chemical scar on her chest, that starts over her right shoulder, and goes across her chest on to her right breast. Like someone (or thing) sprayed her with freaking acid. One notable thing about Lily is that she wears plenty of piercings - Which contributes to the punk vibe. Her piercings are all a matching silver metal. She has three small ball-piercings a inch or two under her right eye. On her left eyebrow she has two small silver rings firmly embedded in her skin. Lily has a some piercings on her nose too. Another tiny ring placed on the septum of her nose. Two ball piercings were also placed on the bridge of her nose. As it may have been expected Lily's ears have been pierced, she keeps large hoop ear-rings in them. As I mentioned, Lily's a little broken. Her head is heart-shaped, and her facial features are quite sharp. Lily has strong, round cheeks, with rather large cheekbones that stick out a bit. Lily's nose is a little large. Her nose is triangle shaped with a pointed tip, her nostrils are a little small, and her nose-bridge is very large and pronounced. Her lips are medium-sized, and kinda large, they have a light-brownish red color to them. She has a bit of a large mouth. Lily's eyebrows are thin, and they orbit her eyeballs - Like it's been mentioned before, she has scars, and piercings, on them. Her chin is flat, and small, it blends into her jawline quite well. Lily has large, round ears, that point outward. She has a sharp and pronounced jawline. Lily's eyes are very large and rounded, and a amber color. Lily's hair isn't very maintained, a little while of living on the the streets makes that difficult. Her hair is straight, very long, back-length, and she has lots of it. She keeps it in a long pony-tail, but a little bit of her hair is brushed over her right eyebrow to conceal her scars. Attire: Lily dresses to accomplish two things; to cover up much of her skin as she can without looking crazy, and to look stylish. Lily, most of the time, dresses up like a punk, or a tough-girl. She's always seen wearing a jacket of some sort. Leather, jean, etc. Usually unzipped to show any shirts that she has underneath (Mostly T-shirts). She wears gloves, any gloves, as long as they match her jacket, and never goes without them. For footwear, it all depends on if it'll match, but most of the time she'll be seen wearing some sort of boots. Lily's a fan of high heels, so she'll sometimes be seen wearing those too. One thing Lily will never be seen without is a scarf wrapped around her head. The color, pattern, and size changes from day to day. She'll also be seen wearing a variety of jewelry, such as bracelets, rings, ear-rings, necklaces, etc. Personality Personality: Lily's a very conducted and composed woman. Lily has seen a lot in her life, and it shows in her rather aloof and distant personality. Lily is usually very nervous around other people, and is equally jumpy. People can easily scare her. But the one thing that she fears the most is contract with other people. Lily doesn't like to be touched, nor does she like to touch other people. She'd like it if everyone kept their hands to themselves. But all in all, she can be quite friendly and warming. She displays a high level of kindness, maturity, and even has a motherly side. Lily is very protective of the people she cares about, fiercely in fact. It goes to show that, despite living on the streets and not having the most ideal past, her social skills and morality have not faltered. Though, she's not very open - she'll keep her lips sealed when it comes to her past, and more importantly her power. Lily has had bouts of depression from time to time, and is extremely sentimental. If anything reminds her of her past, she will go into a deep longing state. Longing for a normal life, longing for anything really. Lily can be quite spiteful and judgmental if pushed, if anyone does anything that she doesn't approve of. She doesn't forgive people that easily - even if they apologize, she'll still think less of them until they're redeemed - and even then, she'll still make a few snarky taunts. That said, Lily has a very short temper, but is capable enough to keep it to herself and herself controlled. But it tends to erupt when people complain about small things, or when things really don't go her way. Going off of that, Lily sees herself as a great leader. She believes that her choices are the best ones, and that she's the rightful leader of any group she becomes apart of. To the point where she becomes extremely domineering. Which is a habit that puts her at odds with other people very quickly. But deep down, Lily's just a broken bird. She's lived a rather bad life rather recently and has been through some things. The things that left her traumatized and feeling like utter scum. Which is why she doesn't do too good in social situations anymore. She feels less of herself than ever before. Lily goes out of her way to prove herself as a good person, instead of a Hispanic punk. Deep down, Lily really does care about people, and hates to see them in times of misfortune. Which is why she tends to take a situation by the horns and take charge - Because she feels that her way is the best course to take. Lily definitely isn't the romantic-type. She keeps any and all relations platonic at all costs. She isn't truly aromantic, it'll take a bit of effort for Lily to become romantically attracted to someone. Though, her power makes it extremely difficult for her to have a relationship without killing her partner. Hobbies/Interests: Lily has a few. Lily's a fan of TV shows, the kind about crime, police and detectives. Such as Law & Order. It may sound rather childish; but it's one of her fantasies that she's one of them. Lily also likes gardening, and flowers in general. That's one thing, and how she got her nickname - Her favorite flower is the Lily flower. Skills/Talents: Lily has lived on the streets for a little while - Which has given her a few skills. Well, a few skills she already had learned, but living on the streets really perfected them. Like Lily's good at sneaking, and stealing stuff. She can also pick locks well, if given the right tools, she can open up most locks. Lily has a small bit of medical training, the practical kind. She knows how to use a first-aid kit, and perform CPR. Prized Possession: N/A Quote(s): "How can my deep secret make us all suffer..." History/Bio: Lily's early life was relatively simple. She was the first born child of five sisters, and she lived in New York City for a majority of her early life. However, by the time she was six, her father had disappeared one day without a word, and never came back. Lily's mother attempted to go find him, but since he was a long adult, the police didn't make any effort to go locate him. They just assumed he didn't want to be find and called it a closed case. Her mother went sad with depression and grew rather apathetic, and her daughters took an even worse hit. They had to go through crucial points in their lives without a father figure. This left a few negative marks on Lily's upbringing. Life carried on without Lily's father, but once she became ten, she was gifted with a very powerful ability. The kind of ability that'd make NEST tremble. She gained the ability to gift people powers, and super-charge them far beyond their established potential - along with an innate connection to the energy. But at this point, Lily had no clue about her power. When she first developed her power, it was so weak that she barely noticed it, and it would go under NEST's radar for a long time. What she didn't know is that through every contact with another person - every brush, every hug, every kiss - she was transferring a bit of her power into them. Slowly giving them powers themselves. Lily's life continued, but once she hit her teens her lack of a father figure, and freedom, became painfully apparent. She didn't exactly know how to conduct a non-sexual, nor was there anyone who really stopped her from going to events like parties. So, in short, she became the kind of girl that did all the things she wasn't supposed to. Sex, drinking, drugs, all of that. It was all in the name of fun, so why did it matter that she basically became a hedonist? A consequence she wasn't aware of was that her power was developing. Rapidly. The potency of her power had almost quadrupled by the time she had first got it. Which meant that extended contact with her would develop powers. She had left a trail of Meta-humans - ex-boyfriends, friends, and family - behind her. By the time she had realized she had a power, when she was around sixteen, her entire family had developed powers, and many of her friends did too. It was a big deal for NYC's NEST branch, since they had get to the bottom of why so many people were spontaneously developing powers. An investigation was conducted, and Lily stayed the hell out of it. She was afraid of what would happen if NEST found out about her. Fortunately, the energy inside of her was unique to her, and downright incompatible with their sensors, so they wouldn't have known that she's a Meta-human. That said, she tried to continue with her usual lifestyle while trying to keep her power a secret - she had little clue of what her power could do, nor could she control it. Unfortunately, she couldn't keep her power a secret and continue living with her lifestyle. While in a rather intimate encounter with her current boyfriend, whom she had given Telekinesis, she had discovered the most terrifying aspect of her ability: the Overcharge. It was an effect when a Meta-human is filled with so much energy that they are unable to control it. That said, her boyfriend created a telekinetic storm while on top of her, but fortunately she was able to get away from him in time. It absolutely leveled a city block... and not everyone was able to get away. NEST was immediately on scene, just as Lily was getting away from there soon as possible. She ran home and stopped functioning for what seemed to be days, she was so shocked by what happened she couldn't move. She told her mother everything, everything. This was when Lily decided to change. Turn her back on that lifestyle, become a new, different, person. One that didn't indulge in every physical pleasure out there. One that would learn how this power of hers work - she didn't go to NEST out of fear that they would arrest her for the deaths of those people (And hiding the fact that she's a Meta-human for what had to be years). Lily stopped going to school for a while, and fell out of contact with the bad crowd she had become integrated with (Purposely, she doesn't want to associate herself with them anymore). Since her entire family had turned into Meta-humans, it allowed her plenty of people to practice on. Lily had worked out the basics of her power, and learned that she actually charged Meta-humans by transferring her energy. Along with the revelation that she could control the powers of others to a limited extent. Already this news made her realize that she is an extremely powerful Meta-humans. Something that she was desperate to hide, she wanted to live a normal life. It was a year before she went back to school again, immediately turning her back on her old habits. But it was hard... witnessing the consequences of her actions. Which happened to be plenty of Meta-humans made out of her former friends. She also learned that many of them didn't make the cut and were deemed unfit to function in society (Thus, placed in containment), and she felt guilty for them. That said, she integrated back into school quite well, turning her back on her previous life. Lily lived her life to it's fullest. However, Lily's life took a turn for the worse by the time she was almost twenty, her home was attacked by that boyfriend she had overcharged a few years ago. He was imprisoned by NEST for losing control of his powers, but during a security slip up, he managed to get away. And the first place he went was Lily's house. You see, he had developed an obsession for her, he longed for her, he longed for the power she had given him. Whether it was the overcharge corrupting him, or that he lusted for power, was up to debate. Back to that, he launched an attack on Lily's family. A battle took place, which resulted in Lily's house getting destroyed, and her entire family being sent to the hospital. NEST arrived on scene to bring down her boyfriend, but he managed to escape. In the aftermath of it all, Lily was the only one who made it out uninjured, but she had received many mental wounds (And these wounds, they will not heeeeaal). NEST had arrested her entire family, believing that they had an equal part in the battle. Worst of all, her crazed boyfriend was still on the loose. She had one choice. Run. Lily grabbed everything she could set out onto the world... Just heading anywhere that wasn't where she was. She left New York City, and traveled the northernmost part of the East Coast. Day after day she went to a new location. It was the hardest part of her life in fact. Trying to get by on scraps and charity, and evading NEST. She was barely even sure that she was followed by him. Whatever was the case, she felt so guilty that she managed to get the people she cared about injured, and she felt as if their lives would be better without her and her troublesome power. Lily's adventure brought in her contact with many different Meta-humans, of many ages, genders, and powers, via the Black Fall effect. Which allowed her to make friends with people to score herself a meal and a place to sleep sometimes, but she never stuck around for long. Just out of fear that somebody would catch up. While she attempted to keep her power a secret and avoid using it, out of fear of NEST tracking her, she found herself in situations where her power got used. In rather unpleasant ways. The best she could do was pack up and move on. Her next destination was Black Fall... Family: Lily hasn't spoke to her family in years, but she's given her entire family powers. Mother - Carmen Santo Sr. (Has Empathy) Father - José Santo (Disappeared) Sister - Vanessa Santo (Has the power of Metal Mimicry & Manipulation) Sister - Alicia Santo (Has Super-Speed) Sister - Julieta Santo (Has Telepathy) Sister - Nicole Santo (Has Power Replication) Relationships Abilities Power Class & Rating: Power 9 Power: Pseudo-Meta-Human Energy. Lily has an innate and instinctive connection to the very essence of Meta-human powers. The power reacts to her differently, and she can see the energy within them. Through this connection she is capable of gathering information about the powers of those around her. First and foremost, Lily can sense Meta-humans and any usages of their power. She constantly knows of every meta-human within a thirty meters of herself, how strong they are, and she can pick out individual meta-humans. But it is possible for her to expand her radius with focus. One thing I should note is that this ability to sense bypasses any and all stealth abilities - because that stealth is the result of a power, fool! Lily is capable of scanning whoever's power she can focus on, but she also automatically gains information on powers whenever they are used in her vicinity. That's getting the information aspect out of the way, the other half of her power is that she contains a unique version of the Meta-human energy. A bright red and flowing "Pseudo energy" as she coined it. Lily can release this energy through physical contact, or alternately, she could fire it off in forms like bolts, beams, and more - but Lily rarely does this. It's entirely possible for her to fill a room with this energy. But before you get any ideas, no, this isn't an offensive technique. The energy she emits cannot harm people (directly). But, this energy's special property is that it absorbed into the bodies of humans and has different effects, depending on if you're a Meta-human or not. If you're a regular baseline human, the energy will be harmlessly added to their being and will cause powers to develop. This all depends on how much energy she pumps into a single human. A small amount wouldn't cause powers to develop, but an extended amount would. Powers would develop months later, but yeah, she can still cause people to develop powers. What it can do to Meta-humans is enhance their abilities. Anyone she enhances will find that they can use their power with far more strength, efficiency, and control. The more energy Lily charges someone with, the stronger they'll be, and the longer the charge will last. She could give a pryomancer the ability to conjure a fire-storm with a flick of their wrist, or allow someone to regenerate slightly better. As a side-effect of having this unique form of the energy, Lily is immune to NEST’s anti-meta-human technology as it’s incompatible with their devices. However, Meta-humans function somewhat similar to a battery. They are only made to contain a set amount. And like everything made to contain a certain amount, when it reaches the top, it's gonna come out. Which leads into the most terrifying and destructive aspect of her power, the Overcharge. It's when they're filled with more power than they can possible control, and are forced to release it. The results certainly are... destructive. Think of an overcharged Meta-human as a bomb, capable of causing destruction on a large scale. Any Meta-human that gets overcharged has a very-high chance of ashing - but if they survive it, their powers are permanently enhanced. But surviving the over-charge is quite rare, and I'm going to be honest here when I say that NEST will hunt down any Overcharged Meta like a dog. So it's unlikely that they'll be able to enjoy their newfound enhancements. Lily has also realized that she is capable of manipulating the Energy inside others to an extent. This gives her a very limited form of Power Manipulation. She can temporarily alter the traits and capabilities. Such as focusing someone's strength into one usage, or enhancing one aspect of someone's power for another. That's just a few examples, this ability has a ton of usages. One technique of note is that Lily can save someone from ashing. It's a simple action of stopping the ashing process, but unless she immediately does it, the victim will still receive permanent damage. Lily is also capable of inducing negative alterations in someone's power. She can't outright weaken powers, but she can make powers harder to control, and use much more energy to use. Weaknesses/Drawbacks: Lily's body constantly produces the energy, and she too has a limit to how much energy she produces. That said, whenever she uses her power, any active power usage, she will use up a bit of this energy. But, once she uses her power a lot, instead of simply being cut off from her power, it forces her body to produce more of the energy. Which can be quite detrimental to her biology. At best, it will cause pain, cramps, and exhaustion. At worse, it can devastate her metabolism, cause her immense physical pain, and will bring her close to ashing. But, the main problem that Lily has is that her power has been so hard to control. She could unintentionally activate every aspect of it as it takes a conscious effort for her not to use it. This may not seem like a weakness, but she could unintentionally release the Meta-human energy and charge the people around her. Especially under times of intense emotion. It's more of a personality weakness since she's rather desperate to keep her power a secret. The overcharge is an extremely destructive and terrifying force. One that is capable of widespread destruction. That said, Lily could easily be caught up in the chaos if she doesn't hightail it fast - which is hard, since Lily is most likely going to be in the epicenter of the whole incident. There's a very high fatality rate, and she might as well kiss that guy goodbye. In regards to her Super-Charging, After the charge wares off on someone, they'll find that their powers will be weaker for a period. Anyone using their supercharged abilities will find themselves getting tired out much easier - especially if they perform the larger and flashier usages of their power. Worse of all, people she charges will be at a much higher risk of ashing. Other: Due to the unique nature of Lily's power, she remains under NEST's radars. Themesong: Delphic - Clarion Call

Basic Information Name: Harmon Rottlage Nickname/Alias/Etc: None Gender: Male Age: 17 Height: Five feet, ten inches (without accounting for shards) Weight: 121.3 lbs (shards account for varying weights, averaging up to three pounds before grooming) Home District: Dead End Appearance Hair Color: N/A (no hair) Eye Color: N/A (no eyes) Ethnicity: Unidentifiable Physical Appearance: As far as meta-humans go in terms of physical appearance, Harmon ended up on the wrong side of the gene pool. He possesses a gaunt, pale frame as a result of many years of malnourishment which he has failed or neglected to remedy. His skin is a sickly gray, covered in splits and cracks from birth defects. He possesses no extraneous facial features such as eyes, ears, or a nose. However, in place of the latter two, he has vacant cavities that function much the same as the appropriate appendages would. His lips are surrounded by cracks that extend as his shards develop, capable of reaching up to the shards themselves. Harmon’s skin changes as well, becoming more translucent and adopting a red pigmentation as he enters later growth stages, though this has only occurred once. Attire: Usually, Harmon dresses himself in a torn white hoodie and a ragged pair of beige cargo shorts. He wraps a weathered blanket around himself when he ventures into the cold. None of these items have been washed in years. Personality Personality: Harmon is a socially inept wallflower. His experience with NEST has left him on the verge of being a paranoid recluse, trumped only by his compulsive need to scavenge food and equipment. Normally veering away from social interaction, Harmon puts others off given his appearance, spastic gestures, and mumbling. For those who do approach him, however, he doesn’t much regard their presence as extraordinary or anything. In conversation, he’s naturally apprehensive and questioning, but given time, he tends to confide in those he believes he can trust. If he doesn’t forget who they are the next day. Or a week later. Hobbies/Interests: Harmon collects cameras, batteries, and other electronic devices and resources whenever and wherever he can. He himself doesn’t see it so much as a hobby rather than something as necessary as eating or sleeping, given his physical inability to see without the use of a camera, so he vies to ensure he always has a backup in case of an accident, or if ever someone ‘blinds’ him. Others would probably label it a deranged obsession, though. Harmon also tends to scrawl graffiti and gibberish whenever he’s feeling particularly disturbed. Skills/Talents: From years of experience, Harmon knows how to properly dissect, disassemble, and maintain a plethora of electronic and mechanical devices. Prized Possession: His camera. Or, whichever one he picks up from his assortment for the day. He has a lot of them, after all. Quote(s): “Knots… in your hair… straighten… but knots in… in my head… pluck… and pry… hurts… so much…” History/Bio: Harmon Rottlage is, by all reasonable accounts, no one special. He was born, raised, and will most likely die in the Dead End district of the city of Black Fall. He was the product of a sick, dying man and a gentle woman viewed by many as a monster, both whose names and appearances Harmon has long since forgotten. At the moment of his birth, his mother’s interior organs were torn apart due to the metals lodged in Harmon’s head while he was still in the womb. It was bloody, and it was loud. She, of course, did not survive. Harmon’s father deigned to raise the baby nonetheless, as was his “wife’s” dying wish. Harmon was raised in the Leonard Housing Developments for most of his youth. His father kept him in the same room he was born within, which the baby didn’t leave for the first eight years of his life. Working a terrible job somewhere else in the city at the time, he managed well enough to raise the child. He fed him, educated him, and helped him learn how to control his abilities to the best of his own. Whatever they had, it was meager, but it held together long enough for the boy and his father to forge something of a bond. All of that ended when one day when, out of the blue, Harmon’s father left and never returned. No one knows if he succumbed to whatever disease he had, or he was gunned down or what, but he never came back. Harmon was eight at the time and was afraid of leaving the room he was born and raised in, so he never went to look for his father or ask others where he went. His father also kept the metals in his head plucked and shaved because the boy was too meager to do it himself. So, over time, the metals grew unattended, as did his inability to cope with the pain they brought. After some time, the metals grew so large that Harmon was rendered in a near-comatose state, interfering with much of the electrical equipment and devices in the building beyond his control. After a few dozen complaints were made, NEST agents came in and found the boy, lying on the floor, shifting in and out of perceivable space, head covered in jagged metals that made their surveillance equipment malfunction. After suppressing his abilities some, they performed an on-site “grooming” and took the boy with them. Harmon was processed and registered by NEST after he awoke from his comatose state, and put under heavy suppressants to keep the equipment from malfunctioning. They put the chip in his arm and everything. If today you asked him what the process was like, he would shake and stutter, unable to respond appropriately. They asked him where his family was but he couldn’t tell them. The sheer mental weight that the metals put on his thoughts caused him to lose all memory of his father, and what little he had of his mother. Their names, faces, everything was gone. To this day he tries to recall them, but he always fails. After the grueling ordeal was over, Harmon was given a recording device to see with and was sent to Fort Jacobs. He was enrolled in George Washington Elementary, and was cared for in the Onsite Residential District by an appointed foster parent and guardian. His school life was, to be blunt, awful. Other children feared and mocked him for his appearance, and teachers had a problem with his passive tampering with their phones and computers. After a while, they requested he be removed and educated elsewhere, ideally by his assigned guardian. The guardian was resentful of having to care for the boy full-time, but he was forced to put up with him nonetheless. After some time of neglect and mistreatment, the guardian was reassigned. Someone else would have been put in place to care for Harmon – had he not absconded back into the city during the night on the eve of his ninth birthday, escaping with the recording device they gave him, a sack full of extra batteries, some tools for grooming the metals in his head, and some food and water. By then, Harmon was comparable to a frightened puppy. Dressed in an assortment of rags and a blanket, Harmon made his way back to the Dead End after studying a multitude of publicly displayed maps and hesitantly asking for directions, most of which he never received. After some weeks, he ended up back in the Leonard Housing Developments, finding the section where he was raised already occupied by a destitute family. Heartbroken, he ventured out into the downtrodden areas of the Dead End and, for better or worse, survived. For a time. After a week or so gone, NEST agents found Harmon and captured him, deeming him unfit for social interaction after his escape, and thus, sent him to a Box. To this day, Harmon refuses to speak of what happened there. After some time, Harmon was released from the Box after proving to be able to control his abilities and deemed responsible with them. Upon his release, NEST registered him under the monthly power assessment plan under a “manual retrieval term”. Given Harmon’s poor memory, he often forgets to attend his assessment. Thus, NEST agents come to bring him in and then release him back into the wild after making sure he’s behaving. They give him a complete plucking of his head-metals, which he finds unpleasant and unnecessary seeing as he is fully capable of doing it himself. They never listen. After the assessments became routine and bearable, Harmon began doing his best to make a life for himself, however meager it may seem. He began hoarding phones, cameras, batteries, most any electrical devices he could scavenge from abandoned areas and gang hideouts. He avoided danger by sensing the phones in any potential assailants’ pockets and teleporting out of sight, which remains an effective tactic for him today. Harmon still doesn’t know if his caretakers went looking for him and failed, or if they disregarded him completely, but NEST hasn’t brought it up with him recently, figuring he is capable of caring for himself now anyway. Eventually, he reached a point of being able to sustain himself and, to this day, keeps up with his routine of venturing outside his current living quarters in the Joslyn House Motel, scavenging for food and equipment, coming back home, and then locking himself away from the dangers outside. Every month, NEST comes to bring him in and check up on him, let him go back outside, and the process starts all over again. Family: As far as Harmon knows, both of his parents are dead and gone. He has long stopped searching for his father. Relationships Leonard Boggs | Good | Friend | “Helped… helped… good… helped… friend…” Blathnat “Sugar” Balore | Good | Friend | “Kind… kind… but… entity, looming, w̧͢a͢t͏̵ch́i̡͝n̢͘͝g̢,͟͢ ̴̕ C̴̴͞͏H̡̡̀A̷̷̢͢͠Ņ͘͠͞G̵I҉͠҉̷N҉̵G̀͜ ̷̵̵T͠H͏͝Í̴͘͢N҉̴̷̨͞G͏̡S̀͝.̧̢́͢.͏͠.͏̛͏” Henry Olin | Feared | NEST | "No… no… no… no… no…” Fred Macroshelys | Feared | NEST | “Bad… bad… bad…” Abilities Power Class: Cerebral (5), Super-System (1), Power (1) Power: Harmon possesses two distinct powers, both playing into his biological makeup – specifically, the metal shards in his head. He can interact with any electronically powered devices by melding his consciousness with the electric current inside, and he can teleport varying distances through sheer perception and will. Harmon’s first ability, in further detail, varies in strength and capability depending on the collective stage of growth the shards are in. He can sense the electric current in any appropriate device – cameras, phones, televisions, speakers, and many more – and manipulate the current to alter the mechanisms inside, allowing him to interact with the device in a variety of ways depending on its base functions. Anything with a monitor can act as a point of visual perspective for him, his most common usage of this power. He can also will any degree of imagery on a monitor system for others to see, though this also comes as an unwarranted occurrence sometimes, giving away his presence within the device if he is trying to remain covert and panics. With enough concentration, he can cause certain devices to malfunction or break down permanently. In the later stages of his growth cycle, he can even cause them to explode, or manipulate them to operate beyond their intended functions – monitors emitting blinding flashes of light, speakers blasting out static at over a hundred decibels, and other such potentially harmful happenings. Harmon’s secondary ability is being able to teleport himself, and anything or anyone he is in physical contact with at the time, across varying distances. This level of teleportation in particular does not involve travel through a separate dimension – meaning it’s instantaneous. Any direction Harmon can visually perceive, he can teleport to. The visual indicator of the act of teleporting is heralded by an array of static ripples and distortions across his body, and others’ as well if he’s bringing them with him. Weaknesses/Limitations/Drawbacks: As stated before, both of these abilities vary in effectiveness depending on the growth stage of the metal shards embedded in Harmon’s scalp. A fresh grooming means he is essentially powerless, incapable of doing more than seeing through a camera in his hands. However, the shards also carry with them a severe level of influence over Harmon’s mental stability and level of cognitive recollection. During the shards’ early stages, Harmon’s thought processes are disjointed and his memories are all blurred and unrecognizable. As the stages advance, Harmon passes through a period of relative stability and awareness, and then gradually shifts into a psychological down-state, becoming unresponsive to social stimuli and wandering aimlessly, losing control of his abilities. If this continues for much longer, he enters a comatose state, and the sheer force of the shards’ channeling causes his memories and psyche to further deteriorate permanently. Alongside the shards’ description, Harmon also responds very negatively to magnetism which, when applied to his head, causes him intense pain. Electricity also stands as a serious danger, seeing as the shards are capable of conducting currents straight to his brain, endangering his life. Other: Harmon responds to static white noise positively, shifting into a docile state of mind for the duration the noise is played. Sample Post: "This is Addendum 1-A." A voice began. It was deep, and rough, like sandpaper. The lights in the room illuminating what was once the dark confines of the geometric and square box. "Subject is Harmon Rottlage, male, late teens in age." the voice continued. "I'm going to ask you a series of questions, which I will require you to answer to the best of your ability." The voice instructed. "Once we are finished, we will move on to the next part of the examination. If you pass, you will be free to go." Harmon merely cradled his head, not responding verbally. "First question. Memory based. How did you commute from your place of residency to this location?" Harmon shook his head, grunting softly. "Didn't..." He started, "Didn't... c̶o͝mm̷ut̀è... t-t-they came and carried me through the doors the halls this room..." The voice was silent for a second, very slight movement and breathing could be heard on the other side of the intercom, as if the owner of the voice was recording what he had said by hand. "Next question. Two parts." It stated. "Where did they carry you from, and how long have you been there?" Harmon's head lowered onto the table, still being held by his spindly fingers. "Dead... Dead... Dead End... month... here... m̷̛o͘͝nt̡͠h̢̧... H̸̨͡E̡͘͟͠R̡̧̡̛͞E̶̴̴͝͞..." Harmon's voice began to reverberate off the walls as he trailed off between the two words. He got up from the table, still cradling his head, nearly shouting, "Ḿ͡O̷̕̕͜͝N͟͝T̢͞H̶҉̨̛͞Ḩ̢́̕E͟R͡E̶̴̷M̸ỚN̶̡͏͟T̢̨͘͏̧H̕͢͜͠͡H̴͘҉E͏̸͝R̴̶͠͠͠E̢̨͜͡Ḿ҉̷͝O̷͢͟͝Ń͘͢T͏͏̡̕͠H̀͘͜͠͝H̶̸̢̛E͠͡͠Ŕ̨̡̨͡È̴́҉-̴̀͟҉̧" There was more shuffling. "I must ask you to calm yourself, otherwise the test will be discontinued." It stated. "Final question of Addendum 1-A, do you recall your family's name, and your own?" Harmon was calm now, seated once again. He was slumped in his chair, his hood down. His head was shifting slightly, ripples surrounding it as he began to speak, breathing heavily between his words. "H̕-H͡a̛r҉.̕.̴.... Hmmmm... Harmon... Rrrr... R-R... Rott... Lage... Rottlage... Harmon... Rottlage..." He stopped there, only answering half the question. The voice was silent for a few more moments before more shuffling could be heard. "Concluding Addendum 1-A. Beginning Addendum 1-B." it stated. Typing could be heard in the background, and a few seconds later the lights went dark, and when they came back on, three panels int he floor and arisen up, with guns trained upon him. Each one was a different color. Red, green, and blue respectively. "The guns are nonlethal." the voice stated. "Only one, the green, is loaded. It is currently loaded with airsoft pellets firing at 200FPS. Enough to hurt, but not enough to break skin." it continued. "This test requires you to short circuit the turret, and display any new potential developed in the past month in doing so." The voice finished. "You have thirty seconds to completely the task. Begin." Harmon immediately ducked under the table and cradled himself, knees planted and forehead pressed against the metal floor. He made a sound comparable to a distorted scream before taking one long breath, and muttering to himself, "IdwelledinthekeepoftheunwaveringandtheomniscientwhereuponIsawhorrorthetruesthorror-" "Twenty seconds." "Thedarkenedcladchainedmetothewallsandfloorsandcielingsandboremewitnesstoakingdomofnospokentruthandnovisionoffreedom-" "Ten seconds." "IleftthathorridplaceandfellinafieldofsunflowerstwistedbythedreamsofadarkcanalinfestedwithsmilingchildrenandbrokenhyenaaaaaaaaAAAA AAAAA͠A̸A̶̛A͜͏A̷A҉A̢͝AÀ͏͜A̷̵̕Á͜͞A͟͏A͠A̧̡̕͡͠A̢̨̕͟A҉̨̛͞A͡͞A̧̡͢͞A҉̶̡͜A̶̧A̢͞͝A̢̡̧̕͠A͞À̴̸͡A̸͏Á̧͜͏A̴͢͟͟͡A̵̷̡̕A҉͏Ą̷́͡A̴̡A͟͠-" All three of the turrets began to twist and turn on their hinges, turning towards each other. The red and blue ones, clicks sounded from with their mechanisms. The green one fired off its airsoft rounds, bouncing off the hulls of the other two before all three of them began to emit sparks, flashes of yellow falling to the floor, small cracks and static currents resonating between them before, almost all at once, they lowered, inoperable. Harmon was still on the floor, now silent. The lights shut off, and everything was silent for a moment. There wasn't even any shuffling from the voice. The intercom's current had been stopped. A few seconds later a door opened, revealing a monstrous creature who's outline was illuminated by the bright white lights that contrasted with the darkness inside the room. "Diagnosis," he said, his huge reptilian body falling still for a split moment, releasing a deep breath. "One week of funded mental therapy, up to subject if it will be continued, with regulatory grooming." he stated. "But subject has passed examination, scoring 62 out of 100 total points." he stated, walking inside and leaving the door open to provide some light until the system rebooted. With one hulking arm he lifted the table and moved it away, and with the other gently looping his forarm underneath Harmon's armpit and gingerly picking him up. The creature knelt down on one knee to Harmon's height, and grabbed the meta by the shoulders, ever so lightly shaking him. "You passed, Harmon." He stated. "We're going to get you help." "Don't..." He replied, breathing heavily, "Don't... pluck... don't..." If he had eyes, he'd be sobbing. "Dont worry. You wont feel a thing. I've got you. You're safe." "Don't..." He trailed off, mumbling silently to himself. The agent didn't respond, instead he rose to his feet, and slowly escorted Harmon out of the testing room, moving at the agent's pace and attempting to be as gentle as possible with him. They disappeared out of the room, into the bright white light, and took a left moving to god knows where in the NEST base.

Basic Information Name: Karlie Davis Nickname/Alias/Etc: Blueberry, Miss dress up, Jill of many trades Gender: Female Age: 20 Height: 5’4” Weight: 122 Home District: From out of town, but for now wherever she’s parked her van. Appearance Hair Color: Dark brunette, dyed a sheen of midnight blue. Eye Color: Grayish blue Ethnicity: Caucasian American Physical Appearance: Karlie has a petite, athletic build. She has a round head, with a small forehead. Her is long, straight, and uneven. Long bangs are just kept from obscuring her vision and she doesn't do much else with her hair. She has decent eyelashes and average eyebrows with a gradual shape. The right is pierced towards the inner end. Her nose has a shallow angle is tilted upwards more than usual. A stud resides through her left nostril. Rounded, recessed cheekbones barely offer any distinct definition to her face. She has a small mouth with average lips, though she has less of a pucker than most. Dental-wise she was fairly lucky with a good set of relatively straight teeth. There is barely anything in the way of height as far as her chin goes, however it sticks out enough that its almost even with her nose. Karlie’s ears are on the small side. They are gauged with size one gauges and she doesn't plan on going any larger. There is also a stud earring halfway up her left ear. Her share of scars and scrapes can be found on her body. The most prominent ones are thin, lengthy white strips on her left shoulder and forehead. Centered on her upper back is a tattoo of a blue rose. She uses modest amount of makeup with an emphasis on blue. Particular attention is paid to her nails and generally don't stay chipped for more than a few hours if she can help it. Attire: Karlie usual wears solid colored athletic wear. A a non-cotton tank top/shirt with a loose shirt thrown over, yoga pants/spandex, and running shoes are fairly standard. Common additions are arm sleeves and a plethora of colorful bracelets/hairbands. Often she’s rocking a large set of purple, futuristic, circumaural style headphones. She also has a ton of other outfits, costumes, and accessories that will be described in her powers section and IC side. Personality Outward & Innate Personality: Karlie is a whimsical social butterfly, if she had it her way she would be friends with everyone. She gives everybody the benefit of the doubt when first meeting and tries to form some common ground with them. Others opinions of individuals have no sway with her until she’s met with them herself. Even those of her friends. Some of the people she’s on good terms with could be mortal enemies. While she would have everyone like her things don’t always work out that way and she knows it. Not everyone likes her spontaneous, carefree personality. She is no push over and isn't going to try particularly hard to get someone to change their mind. In fact if anything she does whatever she wants and sees who is sticks around. Her demeanor does change slightly to better accommodate those who do though. Often times her taste of fun dangerous or mischievous. She tries to get others go go along with her, but won't pressure anyone if they say no. However, that won't keep her from offering next time, and the time after that, and the time after that. Unless she's asked not to that is. Karlie can be hyper active at certain times, or zoned out at others. Most of the time she manages a healthy medium. Those who show displeasure at her she usually pokes a little fun at. So long as things don’t get violent it’s all good in her book. This doesn't mean she’s immoral, if somebody has a good reason to be upset with her she’s quick make amends. The thing is that the criteria that fits this is very little. People in her eyes are so thin skinned. It can often be difficult to get her to commit or take things seriously. Generally she tries to shy away from strong emotions like love and hate. Primary the latter. She just wants to stay on the good side of friends without changing who she is or getting too involved in things. Everyone else can mind their own business. People who go out of their way to put her down however are marked as enemies. While powered up she tends roleplay a little, and when I say a little I mean a lot. Karlie's sexual orientation is pansexual. Hobbies/Interests: Singing, dancing, listening to music, video games, TV, art, cooking, smoking, drinking, other drugs, skating, swimming, running, walking, hiking, biking or simply chilling. Skills/Talents: The number of things Karlie knows how to do well without her power are quite limited. She is naturally good at things that require hand eye coordination, physical ability, or spontaneity. What stands out most is her acting ability. Prized Possession: Her clothing, costumes, and accessories. Quote(s): “Why so serious?” History/Bio: Grew up in California and had a very easy life. Her only job was to go to school (something that she didn't always comply with) and she was pretty much allowed to do whatever she wanted. “So long as you don’t come home in a patrol car” is what her parents used to say. Boredom spurs delinquency, and she was seen as a menace to many of the other student parents. In school she was one of those people who could walk into most of the cliques and be welcomed. She was mostly a scene kid, with drama kids, stoners, and jocks falling in as her secondary hotspots. Then her power fully emerged and shortly thereafter an invitation to Academy 218 once the cat was out of the bag. There she graduated from the high school portion of the curriculum, but little else to show for her stay. Most of which she learned left her head as quickly as it had entered. With her ability she worked up enough money for her van/mobile home and decided to float freely across the country following her hearts content. Eventually she came across Black Fall decided to stay a little. She hasn't thought about it too much, but something subconsciously draws her to stay. Or maybe her mind isn't telling her leave. In any case one way or another she content sticking around but couldn't put her finger on it if she tried. Family: Only child of Tom and Angela Davis Relationships Shannon Balore | Mixed, leaning towards positive | Wants to be friends | "Honestly, I can see why some people wouldn't want be friends with her. She thought I was fake, or had some sort of ulterior motive, and I thought she was stuck up (still do a little). If it wasn't for Deborah I doubt we would have gone anywhere. Eventually she opened up a little, and she isn't so bad. Plus she has like the coolest power ever! There's so many things I want her to make for me, but I don't think we're quite there yet. The last thing I want her to think is that I'm using her for her power." Deborah Termellio | Very Good | Friend | "Debs and I hit if off from the get go. She knows the ins and outs of like... everything! I enjoy listening to what she has to say, even if I don't always know exactly what is going on. Whateves." Abilities Power Class: Power 7 Power: Karlie has fashion ability manifestation/embodiment. What this does is give her powers based on what she is wearing. For example wearing a chefs outfit would grant her culinary intuition, enhanced motor skills and senses. A ninja costume enhanced speed, stealth, and combat. These do not always have to make physical sense, for instance wearing a pilot uniform might give her flight, or a firefighting gear grant water manipulation. Other times it is more appropriate that she embody a symbolic aspect of her apparel. Donning a skull mask would do something along the lines of making others perceive her as an avatar of their fears. A paper bag with eye holes might grant invisibility. I could go on and on, but I covered the most important aspects. Single articles usually only grant one power, where outfits give entire sets. Generally the more elaborate, the stronger the ability. Later on she will be able to incorporate personal props into her ability. Depending on the item this will most likely work one of two ways. Firstly, she could use/make the prop as the actual item. For instance using a toy tool kit to make repairs The other option is that she'd gain a power while using/being in contact with the item. Like using a stethoscope and gain enhanced hearing. The latter is mostly likely to occur when she is in possession of a non-prop item that is already functional without her ability. Weaknesses/Limitations/Drawbacks: The first obvious implication is that she has to have access to outfits and has to wear them. Clothes that don’t have a clear purpose, stereotype, or symbolism don’t have any effect. She can only benefit from one set of powers at a time. Should she put on another piece of apparel she will have to chose whether the new overwrites the old. Once she makes a decision it remains until it is removed, so she can’t switch back and forth at leisure. Every article takes time to change into, some more than others. If an outfit takes too much damage she loses the associated powers. It is taxing for her to switch powers in intervals of less than five minutes, or to make more than four changes in an hour time span. She can benefit from simple powers for hours on end, but more complicated/powerful ones drain her reverses in a fraction of the time. The longer Karlie uses her power the more attuned she gets with the source. She naturally likes to roleplay so during this often goes unnoticed at first. However, little by little her thoughts, ideals, and even memories alter themselves to fit what her outfit is portraying, Eventually it gets to the point where she loses her identity almost completely. Without outside aid she will only come out of it when her energy runs out and will have likely have suffered permanent changes to her psyche. If she's been wearing something a while and changes it will take some time for the prior mental changes to die down before she can readjust. Most props (once she evolves her ability) have to stay in contact with Karlie or they revert to normal (a special exception might be made for something like a boomerang which is designed to leave the users grip). If an implement has no correlation to an article of clothing she is unable to benefit from them in unison. Other: Karlie has a butterfly knife/brass knuckles and a can of mace in case she feels overly threatened. She lives in a hippy van, but takes usually her Kawasaki Ninja out around Black Fall whenever she’s planning on coming back. Her talents have earned her a tidy savings, certainly more than one would expect given her lifestyle. Enough that she could stop working and put up a hotel worry free, but she won't be buying a yacht anytime soon. Sample Post: At a diner, one of Karlie’s former workplaces “Miss Davis, you might not be on duty, but you can’t come in here dressed... like that.” The manager was struggling to keep a straight face as he motioned to her maid uniform. “Oh come on, lighten up. I wouldn't have to nanny or house clean if I got some more hours here.” This jolted him, just how many side jobs did this girl have? And what creepy bastard would have her wear that getup? And why did she agree to it? It never occurred to him that it could have been by choice. With a sigh he changed subject. “Please just get changed. Table that guest in the corner has been waiting ten minutes for a server, and the cream and sugar in the lobby needs restocking.” Karlie stiffened like a board and saluted him. “Yes sir!” Then chuckled as she dashed off. Truth be told her client did look like a creeper. There was no way in hell she’d have worn it if he was home while she worked. She’d have figured out some other outfit even if she had to order it. Thus far she’d been lucky. Unbeknownst to her employers she didn't possess an ounce of natural talent in any of her areas of employment. Changing outfits at least dozen times a day made her really snappy at this sort of thing. However in the kitchen she noticed that the new cook was struggling to keep up with the orders. “Hey, can I borrow that? Thanks.” She said grabbing his hat right off his head without saying what she wanted or even giving him time to respond. “What are you doing? Give that back!” He cried out in alarm. Then he simply stared in stunned silence for several moments as the young waitress took over with the prowess of an expert chef. Eventually he interjected. “Um,miss. I can take it from here, and my hair needs to be covered while in the kitchen…” Nervousness crept into his voice and he swept his head back and forth to make sure the manager wasn't in view. “Okay, I’ll give you the wheel back.” Karlie placed the hat back on his head. As she did so the skillful aura around her vanished, and she even let go of the spoon she was stirring the pot with and it slipped into the soup. She didn't get far before the boss came storming in. “Karlie! Where have you been? Get going!” In the face of his bantering Karlie looked sheepish and silly which only worked him up more. She knew that she wasn't going to like the question she had for him. “What did the lobby need again?” Now he was quite red in the face. “Unbelievable! Just forget about the lobby, go take care of the customer!” He wheeled around to see the back of the mans jacket as he walked out the door. Now he’d seen that Karlie was talented once she got going, but she was too unfocused. “Without missing a bet he stopped her with a hand on the shoulder. “You know what, I’m sorry to have to do this. You have potential, but I’m going to have to let you go.” The cook tried to interrupt, but he was waved off with a scowl. Karlie in response took his hand off her shoulder and raised it up in the air. “Alright, see ya!” With that she skipped out of the kitchen and out the door herself. Outside she rest her head against the handlebars of her Kawasaki Ninja. While she didn't need the job or care about it that badly, that wasn't the way she had wanted to end it. Without moving she took a final glance towards the restaurant before getting ready leave. Then she caught a figure rapidly approaching the doors from within. A grin spread from ear to ear as she bolted upright and revved the engine. This was a little bit more like it, she liked leaving on her own terms. “Wait! Miss Davis!” He yelled but his words were lost to the throttle of her motorbike. After pulling on her helmet she flashed him the bird over her shoulder and took off. If only that uptight loser was on duty today I might still be working there. Oh well, their loss. On to new and better things. Karlie thought to herself as she headed back to the mystery mobile for some some scooby snacks. In the end what she regretted the most about the ordeal is that it’d happened before she could get a meal. [youtube]0YuSg4mts9E[/youtube]