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| Full Name |
First Middle Last.

| Nickname |
What do people normally call them? Not their alias, but their informal name given by friends/family? Feel free to mark "N/A" if they have none.

| Alias |
What is the name they call themselves as a hero? Feel free to mark "N/A" if they have none.

| Age |
No one under 15 please (as this is a high school/college RP).

| Species |
Human? Human Cyborg? Kryptonian? Robot? Asshole?

| Gender |
What is the gender of your character? Nonbinaries are allowed.

| Sexuality |
Are they heterosexual, homosexual or bi? If they are of a sexuality that isn't these three, please explain what it is so we don't have to look it up. XD

| Alignment |
Please use the allowed alignments above.

| In-Depth Appearance |
Please give me at least one good paragraph about what's not pictured above. Stuff like tattoos, piercings and other things.

Give me another paragraph of what your character normally wears. Links to pictures for clothing are welcome. When linking, put the url within the BBCode like here. That way it won't look clunky as all hell.

| Abilities |
List at least 1 superpower, and at least one small one that comes with it in order to help make it work. The powers have to be within the same element to allow character variety and prevent characters to become too powerful. If the person doesn't have superpowers, list their talent(s) that make them special.

| Limitations |
List what makes the powers of your character fail, or what limits your characters powers. Make sure the limitations are reasonable.

| Equipment |
What are your character's items and equipment? What do they carry on them? (Items, weapons, clothes, equipment, etc.)

| Personality |
Explain what your character is like peresonality wise. Quirks? Hobbies? Fears? Likes? Dislikes? Give it all here!

| Place Of Origin |
Where was your character born?
Where did they live before they came to the Powerbound Academy?

| Family |
List their mother, father, siblings, if they have any. Feel free to add other relatives too. Did they have any powers as well?

| History |
Give me at least three paragraphs of backstory, so we know how your character came to be. Feel free to add in why they would go to the Powerbound Academy.

| Extra |
Is there anything else you wanna put down? Make sure you have read the rules! Those who haven't won't be accepted!

_{Face Claim: Godfrey Gao}

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| Full Name |
Ezra Jonas Collins.

| Nickname |
Cole, Ezzy.

| Alias |
N/A. (For now, at least.)

| Age |
19.

| Species |
Human. (Metahuman.)

| Gender |
Male.

| Sexuality |
Unknown.

| Alignment |
Chaotic Good.

| In-Depth Appearance |
Ezra is a Caucasian male with brown hair and brown/hazel eyes. His height is 5'10" and his weight is 156 lbs. His body build is slim and athletic somewhat. He is the normal male for someone his age. He could be considered handsome by some people. He usually has an buzz cut but when his hair grows out, it's not that big and not that small.

Ezra likes to wear T-shirts and jeans, and casual sneakers. Basically a normal clothing. When he wears jackets, he wears his leather brown one.

| Abilities |
Plasma Manipulation - Ezra can form plasma with his hands in possibly many ways. This is a mixture of gas manipulation and ionization, as he creates highly ionized gas.

Plasma Projection - He can form plasma projectiles, and fire them at people. This could kill or stun, depending how much he charges his attack. It doesn't take a lot to charge it enough to wound someone fatally or non fatally as well. He can also form plasma constructs, but at the moment, he doesn't know how to.

| Limitations |
Fatigue - Ezra can use too much of his power and drain himself to the point of dropping unconscious or if even using too much, ending up in at least a coma or worse. This is why Ezra is afraid to use a lot of his power. So he can't form a explosion or giant blast without weakening and injuring himself badly.

Breakable -Ezra's constructs can be easily destroyed, and are not that durable at all. A few hits to one of them and it would break down in an instant unfortunately.

Counter Affect -His blasts can be countered with any other superpower that involves projectiles. If someone that shot ice or fire out of their palms and if it connected with Ezra's plasma blasts, the plasma blast would be destroyed and the other projectile would go right through it into him.

| Equipment |
Ezra carries a phone, clothes, and a switchblade. He stole the clothes, but got the iPhone before his parents learned of his powers. He also stole the switchblade, as a weapon in case it is not necessary to draw attention with his powers.

| Personality |
Ezra is a quick thinker and very clever. He's doesn't like to speak to people a lot. Not to mention, it is very hard for him to trust someone, even if they have proven countless times that they could be trusted. Ezra prefers solitude and not being near people because of this, as he's really scared of messing up when it come's to talking.

He can be very patient, but he has a limit when it comes to something personal. Like people who always complain and never try to think or do anything the slightest bit about the thing they are complaining about. Or spoiled kids. He really, really, hates spoiled people.

Ezra is also quite rebellious. He does what he feels like doing, and doesn't like to be told what to do or when to do it. But if someone gains his trust, he can become very loyal and friendly to that so-called person. That is, if that person can get through his paranoia.

Ezra is scared for his life most of the time. And is very paranoid and very easy to be frightened. He doesn't like that he doesn't know what will happen next. And he can grow very close to someone if he knows them for a while, and if they die, Ezra would not take it well at all.

Ezra can be very stubborn and not understanding. It could take some of the most simple things to say, and he could not understand it. He is very scared of dying, and is a little cowardly of deadly situations. He will try to do what's right though, even if it may have a possible chance of him dying.

He is sometimes absent-minded, if he was wearing glasses he might not even realize he was. He trails off in sentences sometimes, and bites his lip hard to the point of it being bloody when nervous. He can get confused easily about something he doesn't know, even if he is clever, it might take him time to wrap his mind around something.

| Place Of Origin |
Toronto, CA.
Ezra moved to Manhattan with his family before Powerbound Academy.

| Family |
Amanda Collins - Mother, Aaron Collins - Father, Taylor Collins - Brother. (He is not close with any of the three.)

Peter Wolfe - Close Friend (unkown/missing), Elena Jones - Friend (deceased), Reyna Greenfield - Friend (deceased), James Parker - Friend (deceased.)

| History |
Ezra never really knew about his powers until the age of 14.

He was born normally, with a normal family. No one in that family ever thought he would become one of those 'things. But his older brother Taylor had known something was off with him, even though Ezra had never done anything to show he was a meta, Taylor always just disliked him and the way he acted. His family had always expressed their sheer hatred for Metahumans, especially Ezra's father. He never understood why they hated them so much, and when he asked them. They never exactly had an answer, but just kept on saying different negative things about them. Like how they murder normal people on sight, and how they steal, and how they act. Ezra felt like it was a worse version of racism.

Ezra's life was completely normal. Until he was in middle school, when he was being bullied by a bunch of taller and bigger kids. He had lost it, and with furious rage, he blasted them all back with a blue light, a blue energy that many would call Plasma.

He had killed all of them and some of the students around him. Ezra was scared of himself and what society would do to him. So before the police and his parents learned that he caused the mass murders at his middle school, he ran off, not to be seen for quite a while. Ezra ran by foot across the United States, usually stealing vehicles and finding his way out of trouble, usually through his powers. The only thing he really knew what and how to do was steal food and drinks, and fight. He was afraid and alone until he had met with a group of other outcast Metahumans, and they treated him like family. They would basically do anything they could to survive, and as a result, Ezra felt somewhat safe.

The group was made up of four people, including Ezra. The leader of them was James, a tall dark skinned kid with black short hair, he was the oldest as well. The second in command was Elena, a punk-ish teenager who always seemed to complain. There was also a 12 year old named Reyna, and the last was the youngest. An 8 year old named Peter. Ezra and Peter grew close, to the point where Peter was Ezra's little brother in a way. He vowed to protect Peter at all costs, even if that meant sacrificing himself. Ezra spent a whole lot his life in this metahuman gang, and soon enough he turned 18. Things were looking great, he was now almost grown and in the group he was a third leader. He then learned more about society, and was less naive.

Unfortunately, nothing great lasts forever. While running across town, the police had found them and attempted to arrest them. James and Elena didn't stand for this, and started using their powers against the police. The police drawn their weapons and open fired, and James and Elena dropped dead. The police then switched their aim to the children, and fired upon them as well, and as a result, Reyna was shot in the head. Ezra and Peter were terrified, and they both ran off for their lives. The sorrow from their three dead friends caught up with them afterwards.

However, Ezra and Peter lost each other, as they had split when the chaos began. For a while, Ezra had no hope.

In his journeys, however, Ezra learned from a public library's computer, that in Northern Oregon, a safe haven for Meta Humans known as Powerbound Academy was open and accepting. From there, Ezra ran and ran, til his legs felt like they could break off at any second. It was a long and tiresome journey, but when he arrived, the destination was worth it. Ezra was finally at peace as he had found someplace safe, but he wasn't trusting of anyone there. And the only thing he really cared about, was one day finding Peter.

| Extra |
N/A.

_{Face Claim: Dylan O'Brien}

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Elemental-Imbuing.

• Plant-Manipulation.
  
  Charlotte has a connection to plants by imbuing objects with plant powers. It'll be coated with vines and roots, and other flowers. She can sense them in the immediate area, and instinctively gain information about them (which part of their life cycle they're in, what kind of plant they are, etc, etc) long as she's holding the object. Now, Charlotte can do the usual manipulation of plants other than herself. She can freely manipulate the growth and size, and exercises precise control over them. Making them grow to exponential levels in mere seconds. She can control wood, vines, plants, moss and fungus, and parts of the plants, such as leaves, seeds, fruits and flowers. She can use the plants around her to both attack and defend herself from harm. Not too much to describe here, since you should already know what she can do. This is the ability she knows how to use the best.

• Air-Manipulation.
  
  The object will be surrounded with raging air-currents, no changes to outward appearance, but it's definitely noisy. Charlotte has the power over the mighty winds. Pretty simple if you watched Avatar the Last Airbender. He can throw air in a variety of forms; a gust to knock someone down, tornadoes. But she can do plenty of out of the box things too. Such as telekinesis by bending the air around an object, use it to shoot objects off with more force, and minor sound manipulation. It also gives her the ability to flyyyy like an eagle. Not super good at it because she just learned it. If you're asking how all this works: it just works.

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_{I don't know her exact name, but according to the Photographer's DA, her name is Asia.}

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Adjustable Insect-Physiology.

• Cricket-Physiology
  
  Fiona's base/default form. It gives her abilities consistent with the mighty grasshopper! The most obvious advantage is the boost to her jumping ability. She'll be able to jump high and far! It also comes with plenty of leg-strength so she can deliver one hell of a kick. She has fairly strong jaws that are natural to crickets. She can deliver a devastating bite. Crickets have pretty good senses, in fact. More than they're given credit for. Thus, Fiona's several senses are keen. Her vision is pretty good, and she's able to pick up movement much easier than humans are. It gives her a sort of enhanced reflexes, as she can see things faster and, thus, react to them quicker. Plus, she has night vision and can overall see better in low-light environments. Fiona has a great sense of hearing - she can hear from quite a distance away... using her legs (Really, look it up). She can pick up ultra-sonic sounds too. Her sense of smell is also enhanced through her antennas. They are very sensitive, enough so that she may feel around in her environment. It also allows her to pick up scents, so it counts as enhanced smell. Finally, Fiona has special hairs on her body that allows her to sense air movements and pressure changes. Which can allow her to detect if something is coming.

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_{I don't know - but whoever she is, she's an amazing artist and poser. I suggest that you look her up.}

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| Full Name |
Natalya Ruslana Ivanov

| Nickname |
Natalie, Natty, Nat

| Alias |
(The) Kraken

| Age |
18

| Species |
Synthetic

| Gender |
Female Octopuskin

| Sexuality |
Bisexual

| Alignment |
Lawful Good

| In-Depth Appearance |
The first, and probably most obvious thing about Natalya, are her giant tentacle arms. The purple tentacles connect at her shoulders, where they sort of mesh with her human flesh, creating a purple-skin color gradient. Her rather short stature only makes their large size seem even bigger. Her "biceps" are around double the size of an average female, with the tentacle tapering down to a pointed tip, which reach down to about her mid-calves. She has several large scars around her shoulder blades and neck area. The sides of Natalya's torso are covered in slits that serve as gills.

Before joining the Powerbound Academy, Natalya had very little clothing to her name. Her attire consisted of a torn, oversized sweater (Thanks Kanye!), along with a similarly tattered pair of sweat pants, both having several dark stains scattered among them. Due to literally living under a bridge, she had no choice but to wear whatever scraps she could find. The oversized sweater also helped conceal the two hideous masses of flesh that hung from her side. After joining the Academy, her wardrobe, while not torn anymore, is still quite basic. Anything beyond tank tops and black leggings will never make it into her wardrobe. Buttons are impossible, which means she won't ever be caught in a pair of jeans.

| Abilities |
Tentacle Arms: Natalya has been "gifted" with two very large and extremely gross tentacle arms. These have unique properties, and are much stronger and durable than that of a normal octopus tentacle. They are able to extend beyond their dormant reach, allowing them to reach up to 10 feet in length. The tentacles have been known to regenerate upon receiving injury, and even fully regenerate if severed from her body. However, this process can take several weeks. While being extremely useful for reaching that plate in the back of the cupboard, they also secrete a sticky substance with quite a putrid odor. This liquid helps maintain a specific moisture level required for the arms to function.

Gills: Natalya has also been "gifted" with the ability to breath underwater due to the very handy pair of gills on either side of her torso. These flaps of skin allow her to stay submerged for much longer than an average human, with her times reaching up to thirty minutes without surfacing.

| Limitations |
Temperature Sensitivity: Natalya's arms are quite susceptible to drastic temperature influxes. While the liquid secreted by the tentacles help maintain a stable temperature, if the distribution of this liquid is cut off, then her arms will begin to crack and shrivel up. They will not ever completely become useless, but the extreme pain caused by this render's Natalya essentially useless.

| Equipment |
She carries very little, even after joining the Powerbound Academy. The only valuable object she has is a golden pendant around her neck that her mother gave to her before passing away. Inside of her wallet, she keeps a picture of every one of her family members.

| Personality |
Natalya isn't quite reserved, but she also isn't the first to put herself in the front of the action, figuratively. Her rough past has transformed her from a once happy, cheerful young girl to a hardened, stoic individual. Having to stay hidden and endure harsh comments has developed a sense of self-consciousness.

| Place Of Origin |
Natalya was born in Moscow, Russia. She lived underneath the Coronado Bridge in San Diego, California after fleeing her home country.

| Family |

• Nadia Ivanov: Mother (1980-2020) Powerless.
• Ruslan Ivanov: Father (1974-Present) Powerless.
• Dmitri Ivanov: Brother (2008-2021) Powerless.
• Isaak Ivanov: Brother (2008-Present) Powerless.
• Alexandra Ivanov: Sister (2010-Present) Powerless.
• Nikolai Ivanov: Brother (2019-Present) Powerless.

| History |
Natalya was the oldest child, with her four other siblings all being born after her. Her two oldest brothers are twins, Dmitri and Isaak. Growing up, she lived a relatively normal life. She went to school, played in sports, and made friends. Her mother and father both had stable jobs. Her dad was a marine biologist, while her mother worked as a teacher at the local elementary school. Everything was perfect for the Ivanov's, at least on the outside.

Natalya's mother, Nadia Ivanov died of apparently natural causes in 2020, several months after giving birth to her last child, Nikolai. The family mourned, as any other family would. The kids never got the opportunity to see their mother after hearing of her death. All viewings were strictly forbidden by their father. No matter how much Natalya begged to see her mother before she was buried, her father refused. This caused a huge rift between Natalya and her father, one that has yet to be restored.

With the death of Nadia, the Ivanov's weren't ever really the same. Natalya's father withdrew them all from school and kept them locked up in the house nearly all day, every day. He didn't allow any outside contact. The kids were completely secluded from the rest of society. Unfortunately, this was just the beginning of their mistreatment. Natalya's father was mad with theories about the human body. He would go off on rants about how inefficient they were, and how they needed to find a way to revolutionize the way humans work.

He took Natalya, the oldest of the five kids, and began extensive experiments on her. He would restrain her for several days while she was attached to all kinds of tubes with fluorescent fluids pumping into her veins. Her father wouldn't give in to her screams. Instead, he chugged along, jotting down notes on his notepad and completely ignoring his daughter that he had previously loved so much. He had become a completely different man.

She had been locked in the basement for several months. No sunlight, no contact with her siblings, nothing. Just the spoon-fed porridge that her father brought down to keep her barely alive. Her father, for the first time in months, spoke. He told her that the day had come for them to complete the process. Without another word, he brought out a large bone saw. He immediately took to her arms, cutting them as close to the shoulder as he could. He had no means of obtaining an anesthetic for her, which only made the pain that much worse.

Within only a few weeks, her once human arms had been replaced by a pair of fully-grown octopus tentacles. Natalya's father had done it. After countless years of research, he had used his daughter as his guinea pig, and proved to be successful. Of course, in Natalya's eyes, he was a monster. Her father tried countless times to convince her that he had "improved" her. She wouldn't buy it.

Her resistance led to her being kept in the basement for several more months, as sort of a cooling off period. It didn't work. Her feelings of resentment turned to anger, which turned to spite. One day, when her father had come to give her a bowl of slop, she broke out. Her newfound strength allowed her to easily overpower the feeble old man and flee the city.

She fled to the nearest airport, where she was able to sneak onto the cargo hold of a plane headed for the United States. She was leaving her siblings behind with their monster of a father, which pained her the most. She had been able to save them for a few months by being her father's lab rat, but he would no doubt turn to the others for his insane experiments. Natalya promised herself that once she had time to reestablish herself as a normal human being, she would return to help rescue her siblings.

Once in California, Natalya took to living on the streets. Or rather, under the streets. She took up residency underneath the Coronado Bridge in San Diego, only going into the city in the dead of night, wearing extremely baggy clothing to conceal her arms. She knew that if anyone actually saw her arms, they would freak out and most likely call the police. Or animal control.

One day while reading the paper, among articles about the mythical "kraken" living in the water, she found out about the Powerbound Academy. Realizing that this might be her one and only chance to integrate herself back into society, she jumped at the opportunity.

| Extra |
Think I covered everything... But I can't help but feel like I missed something very important...

_{Face Claim: Anastasia Baranova}

The only

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| Full Name |
Lyrah Madaline Maddox

| Nickname |
'Lye'

| Alias |
Wraith

| Age |
Eighteen

| Species |
Human

| Gender |
Female

| Sexuality |
Bisexual

| Alignment |
Chaotic neutral

| In-Depth Appearance |
Lyrah is very much a wisp of a girl, even at eighteen. Her bird like fragility is only accentuated by her slim, almost boyish, frame with only a slight give to her chest. Even at full attention the girl barely reaches five feet though more often than not you can see her slouched or bent over something giving her a much smaller appearance. Her pallid flesh is often clear with a few smattering of freckles across her cheeks. While her face is soft and feminine in contrast to the rest of her build. Lyrah's eyes are of a deep forest green, splattered with different shades of gold. High cheek bones and a slightly wide jaw grace the girl with an almost heart shaped face. Framed by a mess of thick dark auburn locks that tumble just past her shoulders.

Her left ear sports a silver industrial bar posted neatly at the top. While both ears are modestly adorned with a set of silver hoops and a set of silver studs. Both ears are usually hidden by the mop of hair she keeps loosely down, you can find her at times picking apart tangles that tend to get caught in her industrial bar.

Given her low body mass, Lyrah is often cold due to the lack of fat to keep her warm. In an attempt to stave off the icy air she often dones thick sweaters over plain dark jeans. As well as some type of boots upon her feet. The way most sweaters drape off her give off an almost slacker/hipster appearance and the colors are almost always neutral or dark tones. On occasion Lyrah might shrug off her homely attire for a more classic, albeit layered, style which consists of some type of leggings under almost knee high skirts. With a simple graphic tee and of course a jacket to tie it together. Overall it tends to be seen as 'grungy' or 'punkish' but it's warm and that's all that really matters to her.

| Abilities |
Psychic link
Links are created through the bonding of energy between two life forces. Often enough energy passes each other, sliding off as the points distance themselves. Lyrah, through physical touch, can form a bond which creates a channel between herself and another body. Effectively being able to feel and influence the other through intense emotions. Using this bond she can enter a meditative state and actually enter the dream state of a person at rest. From there she can easily manipulate the dream sequence to either draw out information or just torment her target. Often leaving nightmares in her wake.

| Limitations |
Lyrah can only be linked to one person at a time and for no longer than a few days before the connection weakens and fades. Entering through a dream requires her to go into a deep meditation which will leave her body open to physical harm. She also has to be able to navigate through the chaos that is the human subconscious. On a more heavier note this link works both ways. If she happens to link to someone with decent enough control they can easily slip into her subconscious or even influence her emotions with theirs.

| Equipment |
Three things can be found on Lyrah at all times; a phone, headphones and a small blade. Her phone is almost always connected to her headphones as she constantly is listening to music. The blade, while she's never had to use it outside of opening things, stays in her pocket for emergencies.

| Personality |
Lyrah is not a social creature by nature. Her natural distance from society has no bearing on being shy but more of a less than subtle dislike of others. She can be considered crass and often cruel. Her tongue is sharp and she sees no wrong in letting her opinions be known. That being said she doesn't bear the mark of someone who suffers in her solitude. In fact she seems to be quite content with her own bubble of space and more often annoyed when thrust among other people. Though with the change in circumstances Lyrah has found some solace or perhaps just simple entertainment in finding people's limits by pressing various buttons. She enjoys seeing how people change in body language, voice and even notes facal ticks when prompted with a surge of emotion.

That being said she doesn't quite fully grasp social conversation and graces. When she gives effort she can carry on a simple conversation with ease but either grows disinterested easily or begins to sounds slightly askew. Most people have a hard time figuring out how to react to her and in response Lyrah gives almost zero workable interface.

| Place Of Origin |
Valparaiso, Indiana.

| Family |
Mother
Lisa Bach

*Half sister- Kristina Bach

Father
Nathaniel Maddox

*Half sister- Hollie Maddox (missing)
*Half brother- Sebastian Maddox
*Half brother- Silas Maddox

| History |

Birth is such an odd thing. Ones birth isn't a common topic or thought but Lryah's often came to mind in the darkest of nights. She knew her birth had been that of an interesting thing and while she was there she knew nothing of the event other than what her mother had told her. The tiny doll-like baby born to an upper class woman; Lisa Bach. Blessed with the complexion of pure snow and sparse wisps of dark curls. Her mother would often refer to her as her little beauty. While the attention would greatly appeal to Lyrah in her youth it held little thrill for her as she grew and soon she began to feel a yearning for something more.

A need to leave a ripple in the very earth beneath her. Now maybe it was her odd mannerisms that drummed up the tides of gossip or perhaps it was just threads of jealously. It was only after several voices had whispered into her mother's ears and after several attempts to scorn her for her more distasteful interests did she learn to watch the world with careful eyes. She learned to pick up other people's body language. The way they stress vowels under staggering emotions and with practice; she began to mimic their behavior. Well, as well as she cared too which often was just long enough to find a crucial piece of information about themselves. Most of the time she'd sit on this information. Biding her time to unleash it in a clever game of political and social chess.

It took years for her hometown to find out who was leaving tiny bombs of their biggest fears and shames about. By then Lyrah had already grown bored with pitting her neighbors and family against each other. She had moved onto more interesting experiments. Unfortunately for her these often left a bloody trail back to her. In an attempt to quell Lyrah's budding personality her mother had actually decided to ship her youngest to a girls school. It's military-like structure did nothing to chip into the thick layer of indifference but only gave her new subjects to poke and prode as she pleased.

It wasn't too long before the academy was in the process of kicking her out and banning her from the premises when her mother received an invite for her daughter. It would seem her blatant and careless use of her ever growing ability had gained some attention. Lisa had often prayed her daughter wouldn't show any metahuman talents, she just wanted a normal life for her children. She had feverishly wished that Lyrah was just a spirited youth but all hopes were dashed on the rocks. It was shortly after the teen had been returned to get homestead that her mother sought out the girl's biological father with the news. Much to no one's surpris Nathaniel wanted nothing to do with either of them and it took some time to hound down his family members for Lisa learn of the man's eldest daughter had dissappeared a few years before then.

Lyrah in the meantime was being prepped to start her new life. She kept being told that she'd be able to grow her 'talents' and use them to help and shape the world. The only thing that appealed to her was learning to do more. The infinite possibilities that promise held tasted sweet on her tongue. Metahumans were interesting and she personally had never met one nor fathomed herself to be such a creature. Surely an interesting game was being set up before her.

| Extra |
Lyrah has an ear for pitch. After listening to a melody a few times in a row she can almost play the tune back note for note on a piano.

_{Face Claim: Roxana}

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| Full Name |
April Marie Brooks.

| Nickname |
Apri
| Alias |
Digital

| Age |
19.

| Species |
Meta Human

| Gender |
Female

| Sexuality |
Lesbian

| Alignment |
Chaotic Good

| In-Depth Appearance |
April stands at around 5'6 her skin has a light tan to it, her skin has a few freckles here and there over her body. But none on her face, her hair is usually always seen in a pony tail or her hair is sometimes out and wavy with a few curls. Her eyes are a dark brown, on her left shoulder is a tattoo of a grey little kitten. Other than the tattoo she doesn't have anything else that is on her body aside from her ears pierced which a small little studs in her ears.

April's clothing she usually wears white tshirts along with leather jackets and a pair of skinny jeans as her casual wear, she also always has her necklace which her mother had given to her when she was little which she always keeps on her at all times. You will never see her in any kind of dress or skirt preferring what she likes to wear. Her shirts also usually consist of her favorite bands that she listens to as well she also wears a pair of leather boots.

| Abilities |
Technology Manipulation

April's ability to control any form of electronic or machinery, usually preferring to hack into computers with just a simple touch of her hand. Giving her control of the data within it, when she uses her ability her eyes will turn into a blueish color she can use her ability to overload a computer or phone. She is also able to remotely see into video cameras if she is in hand contact with a wire that is connecting to the camera.

| Limitations |
When April is using her ability she will go into a trance like state leaving her body vulnerable to be attacked, she also has to have her hand on the machinery or any form of electronic for her ability to work. She cannot remotely connect with anything unless she has some sort of physical contact with it. If there is a very sudden loud noise April will automatically lose concentration on her ability which she requires a lot of concentration when using her ability.

| Equipment |
On her person April is always seen with her laptop in her lap or is always holding her phone which are always constantly on her person no matter where she goes. She also always carries her purse containing money as well as her ID and makeup, April also is always seen wearing a necklace which her mother and father had given to her when she was a little girl.

| Personality |
April is usually seen as a very sarcastic kind of person always joking around and rarely ever takes things seriously unless she actually really needs to be. She is pretty carefree spirit and is always seen as a very confident person April is also very loyal to those that she considers her friends and family and will always stick up for them if they need her there and be a shoulder to cry on. April also likes music and always seen with a pair of headphones in her ears, if someone takes her phone or laptop away from her she will instantly become very mad and wont hesitate to hit someone if they take it without her permission.

April also in her spare time likes to always tinker with her computer to make it even better spending her money on parts or games, she also likes to spend her spare time outside always on a run or something despite her obsession with her computer and phone. April also is a singer but she wont usually sing in front of anyone unless she actually trusts those around her.

| Place Of Origin |
Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, USA.

| Family |
Jerimiah Smith (Grandfather, deceased)
Marie Smith (Grandmother)
Caroline Brooks (Mother)
Anthony Brooks (Father)
Mathew Brooks (Little brother)

| History |
April's grandfather was a meta human originally from Poland her grandfather was forced to fight for the Germans during World War II, forced to do many things that he wasn't proud of which ended up haunting him for the rest of his life. His ability was fire manipulation, by the end of the World War April's grandfather moved to the US where he would end up finding his future wife and April's grandmother. He settled in New York City and lived the rest of his life, then they eventually had Caroline April's mother who wasn't born as a meta human. She grew up and eventually found her future husband Anthony and the two of them had April. Growing up as a small child April had a lot of friends and she would always hang out with them every chance that she could sleeping over with her friends like any other little girl would.

April lived a pretty normal life when she turned fifteen was when her ability started to emerge she found out just by simply touching the TV screen that it suddenly came on. She decided to slowly test out what she could do with it, even going as far as doing little pranks on her younger brother by messing with his TV while he was playing games. After finding out more about what she could do with her ability April went to her grandfather who she knew was the only person who she knew had powers like her. April and her grandfather ended up becoming very close together as the two of them talked, though when the subject of what had happened during World War II he would quickly change the subject. She wouldn't force him to talk about it if he didn't want to.

About a year later after April had come to tell her grandfather and grandmother both passed away after old age, before he passed away April's grandfather and her talked about her going to the Powerbound Academy. He always saw in her that she would do great things there. April decided to go there she wanted to try and help out around the world wherever she is needed.

_{Face Claim: Vanessa Hudgens}