Roman Petrovick

Rome, That gamer kid

Karma

Stage one- Roman can manipulate smaller items via telekinesis. (Keys, bookbags, books etc) lacking dexterity in his mental movement he can pretty much only fling things across the room or have items hover slowly for a short time. Headaches happen throughout the use of his power.

Stage two- His power is slowly developing as his mental dexterity increases. (He can pickup a pencil and write with it using just his mind and a gesture) Headaches are still there but arent as bad, Roman will get dizzy if he uses it for too long. (Roughly 15 minutes)

Stage three- He mastered small to medium sized objects and can slow or even bend the trajectory of a bullet if needed. He is back to square one with larger items. (Lockers, small cars and even people) Pushing pulling and lifting are the extent and only short bursts. No fatigue handling smaller objects but severe headaches and nosebleeding when dealing with larger ones.

Stage four- Full mastery of powers able to handle objects as if he was moving them physically. Larger objects still need gestures to aid but he can lift two full sized vehicles and walk with them if he wanted. He cant lift himself and physically fly but he can lift something he is on (or in) and "ride" said object.

Mind down mode- Under extreme stress or close to death his powers react wildly and uncontrollable. Items fly all around him and anybody in a somewhat close proximity is in severe danger. A severe emotional memory or stressfull situation can trigger this. Even while sleeping if he has a nightmare, he would often wake up with the place around him completely trashed, this setback grows more dangerous the more powerful his powers become.

Weakness- Like any other human he is no stronger nor tougher than any other normal human. He still bleeds when cut and dies if bleeds too much. Disorienting devices like flashbangs or sound cannons render him almost powerless. During the first initial stages his powers take a huge toll on his mental state, headaches are a normal occurance, temporary blindness and dizzy spells and even internal bleeding if he pushes himself too far.

"Hey what are you doin Roman?-"
"Shhh shut it Nadia!" Roman stuck his hand over his sisters mouth as he stuffed another box of toothpaste underneath his hoodie. A vengefull glare from Nadia came peering through her bright blue eyes and her wild and matted blonde hair. "You know this aint right... Karma will catch up with you." she whispered as she watched nervously over the store aisle for anybody to catch them. "If they catch you you can forget goin back to school, and mom will-" "-And mom will WHAT?!" Roman sneered back cutting off his little sister. "What? Stick another needle in her arm and forget we are even alive? Like what she does every day? Forget to pay the bills and leave us in a cold house with no heat or water while shes out screwing everybody to get her next fix?" Roman tucked in the toothpaste and proceeded to grab a handfull of granola bars from the other shelf. "She has a problem you know that, shes not well... After dads accident." Nadia quickly shut up when her brother gave yet another fierce glare. Talking about dad was off limits, it always got him fired up and this was not the time to bring that up. Instead she grabbed the granola bar from Romans hand and stuffed it in her shirt, Roman giving a suprised look as well as some slight dissapointment at how quickly she gave in. She was always the voice of reason yet even a fourteen year old girl can see the situation they were in.

"You know im not going to let her keep doing this to us, my birthdays next month and once i turn eighteen im leaving and taking you with me..." Roman smiled attempting to fix the mood, he hated seeing her upset and the look on her face told it all. "Mom will be upset..." "Mom will understand! Shes got no choice!" Roman accidentally snapped back. Stuffing the last granola bar in his hoodie he took Nadia's hand and made his way for the convience stores canned goods. "HEY!" inches away from the canned peas sat an overweight indian man hunched over the counter looking eerily at the two trying to figure out what them two were up to. Both of them stopped dead in their tracks and looked up at the burly man. Their gaunt faces and faded oversized clothing told their story before they could say a word. "Well are you gonna buy something or just waste my time and electricity? Stores about to close and im sweating my ass in this heat waiting for you two to buy something already or get the fuck out." He sneered already knowing they had no money, figuring they could hang out here and waste his time. "Sorry, were leaving." Roman looked up at the guy with the most pathetic and innocent looking face he could muster, hopefully he would feel sorry and not give them lip next time. Grabbing his sisters hand he rushed towards the exit but as he pulled her hand the box of toothpaste slipped out and fell neatly by the mans feet. Looking up in disgust the man bolted forward reaching for Romans hoodie shaking everything loose. "You lil fucking thief ill cut your hands off!" "RUN NADIA RUN!" Roman screamed pushing the man into the aisle knocking canned carrots and peas everywhere. Nadia darted off out the convienence store as Roman wrestled with the man on the floor. As Roman dug his hands out of the mans shirt attempting to escape he heard the signature bell ring from the entrance followed by the sounds of a cars tires screaching and heart stopping THUNK... Romans eyes grew wide as he prayed it wasnt her. He stopped fighting and the second he let go a swift right hook cocked him in the left temple. Roman fell backward and hit the cold linoleum floor. Flat on his back he could see out of the corner of his eye just outside the store lay a lump of cloth and blonde hair laying lifeless on the ground with a man on a cell phone calling 911. The body still clutching a granola bar in her hand.

Just Costello

The power is basically a form of shapeshifting, or body manipulation, that allows Maria to create organic structures out of a unique biological material. These structures can take many shapes (primarily ones that'd be more natural), to densities. From tentacles, to extra limbs, to shields, to etc. Though, I should note that this power works best with making tentacles or tentacle like structures. These constructs are a sickly dark-green color, that appear to be made of an exoskeleton. To the contrary, the constructs, if touched, are very smooth and slimy, somewhat soft. Where ever they are created, they leave behind a thin green mass that takes the appearance of webbing on her skin. Maria can control these constructs like they're an extra limb - technically they are. As they have nerves (Meaning she can feel through them), muscles, pseudobones... etc. These limbs are self repairing, and will quickly regenerate any damage done to them. Once she's done, she can just absorb them back into her body.



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Weaknesses:

The bathroom door swung open, and Maria stumbled inside, a foot fiercely kicked the door shut behind her. She slid over to the sinks, and turned the knob, and hot water came out of the nozzle. She ran her hand (which... wasn't right) under the water, and her free hand heavily pushed down on the soap dispenser. Until a nice glob of soap nearly encompassed her hand, and the first thing she did with the soap was angrily rub it against her hand. Every second it was there, she grit her teeth, and tried scrubbing harder. Until she can completely rubbed the soap into her skin. Maria balled her fist, and slammed it into the sink right next to her. "What the fuck is this!?" She shouted, staring at her hands with her teeth bared.

A dark-green mass of biological material had covered the area of hand below her first knuckle. It looked disgusting, and was slowly spreading out to the rest of her hand. Maria just had to get this shit off of her before it takes her over! She resorted to driving her nails into the stuff, cutting herself in the process, and trying to rip it off. The more she pulled, the more she felt a stinging pain - like trying to tear off your own skin. She hissed, taking a moment to pause. Before trying again, using every muscle in her upper body to pull some of this shit off. The alien matter was being ripped off her flesh, forcibly. It stung even more than before - but left flesh exposed to the elements. Maria didn't stop, she kept pulling, and with a few more strokes of her muscles, she felt it getting looser (and much more painful). A large strand of the matter was completely pulled off, and Maria let out a sigh of relief. She leaned forward, and put her arm on the sink in front of her. Panting, over and over again. She still had a lot to-

"... Hey lady, this is the boy's bathroom." A man, middleaged and balding, said as he walked into the room. He took one look at Maria's hand, and took a few steps back - pushing the door closed with his backside - and put his arm up to his chin. "What?! You're a freak!"

"Wait, no!" Maria shouted, putting her hand up... only to see first hand that the matter had returned and covered her entire hand. Quickly going down her arm. "What?! No!" She loudly shouted, as she finally started going dark. She passed out on the ground.

... That's when she turned into it.

• Maria is Spanish to her bones - she's Puerto-Rican.
• A Cheerleader at school
• Seventeen years old.
• Adventurer and beachgoer

Icetea, since soda is for scumbags.