Super-System type Metahumans have abilities related to the body of themselves and/or others. Super-System powers are easily the most diverse out of all the Power Classes. Any power that changes (or enhances) the body in any way can be classified as a Super-System power. Powers such as super-strength/-speed, flight, and regeneration are prime examples of Super-System abilities.

Those under the Elemental class have the ability to warp matter, and energy, to their will. Most Elemental types have control over one or several similar elements. Many of them function the same way, in the way that each Elemental type has the ability to move the element that they have control over, along with a few extra tricks. However, not all Elemental types are the same. Any ability relating to a kind of matter falls under the Elemental Class.

Easily the most straightforward out of all the power types, Cerebral powers have something to do with the mind. Any power that has something to do with the mind. Out of the three primary power types, Cerebral powers are the least diverse. Usually falling under powers that let people gather information, alter minds, or exert their wills on the outside world. Telepathy and Telekinesis are the primary Cerebral ability - with a great deal of the Cerebral types have differing versions of those two powers. There are a variety of other Cerebral abilities (astral projection, memory manipulation, etc).

The least common type of Metahuman out there. Opposed to altering the mind, body, or the world, Power-types alter the very essence of superpowers; the Metahuman energy. For example they can alter it (on a large, or small, scale) to give themselves different powers (power replication comes to mind), or enhance, or weaken, the powers of others.

The City of Freaks. Built centuries ago during the 1700's, built during the hasty colonization. Named after a particular cliff that was used to execute criminals "The Black Fall". Before it was merely a small fishing town that was so small that it was barely worth putting on any maps. Travelers came and went, and young people left for larger cities. Over the years what could be called a village grew into a town as its primary export, its fisheries made it rich. However, there was a large amount of Metahumans hidden in the town, which caused more and more to be drawn to the location. Which did wonders in helping its growth into a rich city. With Metahumans pouring in, normal humans followed and it's population. By the time the 1950's rolled around, Black Fall was known for it's Meta-humans, even getting an effect named after it due to it's high density of Metas. The city expanded from a simple fishing town to a hub for gamblers, tourists, businessmen, families, and meta-humans, and it's likely that will never change.

Black Fall itself is separated into two halves by a massive riven known as the Golden River, connected by three bridges built over the years. Both parts of the city are equally significant. Old World Black Fall named because of how this section was here from the start and is the heart of the city, containing its town halls and important buildings. New Black Fall being a recent location made to be a hub of pleasure and sin, having its seedier places such as clubs and casinos. There have been massive debates between residents over the industrialization and commercialization of the city - Specifically if New Black Fall should even be considered apart of the city. The denizens use the subway system to traverse these two locations. The subway system has been there and functioning for years, and are routed throughout the entire city. This entire city is extremely popular, drawing in tourists from all over. It's main draw being New World Black Fall, and it's large amount of fantastic beaches, either public, rented or private. However, tourism mostly ends once summer does, and the city is usually left to the citizens until Summer comes back around. Black Fall is racially diverse, containing Caucasians, Asians, Hispanics, African-Americans and so on. The personalities vary even more.

Black Fall is also home to some powerful families of Metahumans. The two most famous being the Blackmore Family, and the Valos family. The Blackmores are a near-ancient bloodline of Power Replicators that are famous for their pride, honor, and power. While the Valos have a heavy hand in Black Fall's politics and own many casinos. They are known for being rich, and ruthless, few dare to cross them. They are only two examples of many that have gathered in the city.

The city is also prone to rain as it's primary weather condition due to the high amount of humidity in the air due to the river and fog. However, during the winter seasons, it's exceptionally cold and snows quite often. Black Fall primary export at one time had been the fisheries, but this has slowed down in modern times.

Located in California, Verthaven was a massive metropolis centered in Southern California. However, it is best known for the being the place the infamous Verthaven disaster took place, and it was promptly condemned afterwards. Much of the beautiful city was destroyed, and after it was condemned, it was left to rot. Before Verthaven is a metropolis on the very beaches of California, in between San Francisco, and Los Angeles. The city started out centuries ago as a coastal settlement during the Californian gold rush. Gold was found in the mountain, so they formed a small town for a place to rest. During this period, Verthaven grew into a mighty city - just like it's rival city, San Francisco. Even after the Gold Rush ended, and they milked the mountain dry, the city continued to boom. In a few years, the population absolutely quadrupled, and continued to grow. Rows and rows of houses were built, and because of it's location, it became a hub for fisheries, traders, and rich families. Who helped the city thrive. Pushing into the 1900's, the city quickly became a massive boom-town capable of rivaling its neighbor cities. Skyscrapers, row-houses, businesses, and more, quickly filled up the budding city until it reached it's peak. Now, all that's left is crumbling buildings, destroyed architecture, and beaches that were left to rot. The city has mostly been reclaimed by nature.

One of the main draws of Verthaven is it's rather unique geography. Starting off with the miles, and miles of pure sandy beaches (and other noteworthy landmarks like rocks, and businesses). It makes it a great place for people to relax - whether you're on vacation or not. The sea beyond the beaches are pure Atlantic Ocean. Easily the city's most distinguishing feature is the network of waterways that go through the city like a large web. These rivers are what the city was built around, and they're well integrated into the city's design. The largest and most notable river is the Cross-River, which, as the name implies, is cross-shaped, and miles wide. One end comes from the oceans, while the other leads into other places in the United States. It splits the city into four large sections, with a network of smaller rivers running through them. Each of the rivers lead into a large lake in the very center of the city, and inside of this lake contains an island. Giving the city a very unique look when walking through it.

It was known for its Metahuman population, as well as being the location of the of the NEST Headquarters. Now, the Headquarters lies in ruin, stripped of anything worthwhile, and the Metahuman populace have long since departed for different locales. Based just a few miles outside of Verthaven is the Verthaven Memorial Cemetery, dedicated to the memory of those who died in the disaster and in which many of these victims were buried. The entire cemetery stretches on for a mile.. and, unfortunately, many of the graves remain unmarked.

St. Portwell is a small town located on the Oregon coast. It's a quaint little town, usually inhabited by old people, and some youth. The town is no more than a few square miles at most. The town has that rustic feel, containing plenty of aged buildings that would make a hipster cream. These buildings really give St. Portwell that sleepy, picturesque, look that attracts tourists. What helps is it's woods, and notable locations (lighthouse, tunnels, beaches, and so on). While the town isn't super large, it has it's own shopping mall (nothing super big, but still notable for such a location). It has a few diners, chain restaurants, and cafes, which are frequent stops for residents. On the outskirts of the town, there are plenty of farms, and gardens which are the main source of commerce for the city.

The other source of commerce is fishing. St. Portwell is a home to fishermen. You'll see plenty of boats off the coast of the beach, and the docks, should you approach it. The streets aren't crowded like most cities. You'll see one or two people going about your day, but nothing densely. Speaking of which, the residents are pretty spaced out. The residential areas is rather suburban, and houses on the outskirts of the town tend to be spaced out by at least a mile. The downtown area is where most of the shops, restaurants, and cafes are, and it's one long street, opposed to spanning several buildings. It isn't particularly ethnically diverse. It's mainly comprised of Caucasian (which make up the main percentage), and African-American people. Other ethnic types are rather sparse. Because the people are so relaxed in the city, crime is relatively low. Other than drug dealing, very little crime actually reach the headlines. It also has a very low amount of Metahumans living in the confines of the city.

Despite the low amount of Metahumans, there is a small DOVE Outpost not too far away to keep an eye on the nearby Academy known as Academy 1 ("Camp Thinkerrock").

Located near the borders of Arizona and Nevada, Highroller Heights is the bastard son of Las Vegas (sometimes referred to as New Vegas). Massive, boiling hot, in the middle of an american desert, and gives you great reason to check your shoes every morning. Just without the class and style that movies and other media outlets build it up to be. It's run down, the people are bitter, and just about everyone wants to make a quick buck - At the expense of others of course. This city has tons of casinos, and other fancy places to make the place look good for the tourists (the main source of income of Highroller Heights). But when you see the city for what it really is, you'll reconsider. By day it's a sandy city, a pleasant place, if you know where to go. At night, the seven deadly sins take over. Sex workers, gangsters, drug dealers, rapists, and lunatics roam the streets. To say the least, crime is high here. Because corruption is rooted so deep, the crimes are brushed aside with a simple wad of cash. High-Roller Heights has racial diversity, so people of all colors are a common sight in this city, along with a high population. The city is located in the middle of an active desert. There is sand far as the eye can see, it's skin blistering hot, and since it's a desert; don't expect rain. superhumans are a common sight here.

Located in northern Louisiana on the border between Louisiana and Mississippi is Mendel, a city of about 200,000 people, where 6,000 are meta-human. The city was once a manufacturing hotspot, but when the Corvo Family, a Metahuman organized crime syndicate, moved in, everything changed. They began to pump money into the west side of the city, attracting more businesses and cleaning it up significantly despite weakening the east side. The city is divided in half by the Mississippi, similar to Black Fall. The east side is a poor city living around the few factories left operating, and the west side is a more modern metropolis with a lot of corporate buildings. The city is most famous, however, for its gangs; the Vanguard and the Skulls. The two rival gangs have a tremendous amount of influence on their perspective sides, and often clash with police and each other, much to the appeal of the media. There was an enormous gang war that left much of the city in ruin. However, NEST's elite KINGFISHER unit eliminated the Skulls, and forced the Vanguard into hiding. Which seemingly brought peace to the city. However, that peace shattered once the Verthaven disaster took place, and NEST pulled out of the city. Due to the aforementioned events, the gangs have emerged yet again, and descended Mendel into a state even worse than ever before.

If Shanghai and Xiamen are compared to New York City and Los Angeles respectively, then Suilan is like a bastard child of Sans Francisco. Originally a port city, it grew in size after the merger of nearby rural regions into bigger towns and relocation of the people in these areas into the city after the Cultural Revolution in the late 1970s. Rapid development has completely transformed Suilan into the second largest city in the Fujian Province after Xiamen, and it's also the largest Metahuman hotspot in China. Situated along the borders of Fujian to its north and Guangzhou to the south, and facing the sea to the east with the south of Taiwan just across the waters - the climate here has similar four-seasonal changes, but not cold enough to get any snow (on the other hand, typhoon is a common occurrence). Population primarily consists of Han Chinese - specifically Metahuman Chinese, making it the "Asian Black Fall". Besides the official common language Mandarin, Min/Hokkien and Cantonese are the two most common dialects spoken here, then followed by Teochew and Hakka. Fujian was also the starting point of Cheng Ho's sea voyage across the world during the Ming Dynasty, hence the myth that most Asian Metahumans may be descendants of the Suilan people (this legend was never proven).

Suilan is no different from most metropolitan cities in the world: it's split into several districts, each with a specific purpose such as a business district, a shopping district, an industrial district, etc; the old port is even rebuilt into a seaside amusement park (the entrance fee is extremely pricey though). There's even a ferry service to go across the straits to Taiwan, a much cheaper alternative than flying by air. Most of its economic wealth comes from overseas investors (mainly the Southeast Asian countries) and from tourism - it's well-known for its exotic Southern Chinese cuisine, a harmonic combination of Fujian/Taiwan and Guangdong/Hong Kong style. (Prawn scallop dim sum in fried mee suah? Oh yes.) It's also a haven of top-quality Chinese tea such as oolong, pu'er, and many more, which are perfect to bring home as souvenirs.

It's where the headquarters of MAP is currently located, and also where the mysterious underground cult "Polaris" (北斗七星, Běidǒu Qīxīng) is originated from.

Created over the course of a few decades, with heavy Metahuman involvement, Stadium City stands in Ohio. Stadium City was ordered by the President to be created by Metahumans in order to help alleviate the Anti-Metahuman hysteria and show that they are helpful. Stadium City, in design, doesn't appear too different from other cities. It has residential districts, a downtown, plenty of skyscrapers and more. It has plenty of Metahumans, however. After the construction of the city, many of the Metahumans that made it stayed in Stadium City and their descendants remained there. However, it was ridden with crime for decades. For years, Stadium City's underground crime was utterly ruled by the Tyrants. No one but a fool was willing to go anywhere near there. However, when the Verthaven disaster took place, and NEST was disbanded, the Tyrants also disbanded. Which meant that every gang from all over could come in and make the city their home. Right now, Stadium City is a hive of crime and villainy as the many major gangs are literally tearing the city apart to gain control of it. The ISD Headquarters is also situated in Stadium City.

New Rivière City is a major metropolis set up at the site of an anomaly on the Louisiana River (not too far away from Mendel) believed to be caused by ancient Metahumans. This is a belief because the anomaly doesn't appear on maps and data from years before the city was found, and the river is far too smooth. Leading up to New Rivière City, the river splits and goes two different directions around a land mass in which New Rivière City has been placed on. This simulates an island of sorts, with many bridges leading in and out of the island. The island is enormous, at least 71% of New Rivière's eighty-one square miles. Contrary to previous information, New Rivière is set on the island, and on the landmass around it (forming another circle). New Rivière is a city that was founded in 1762 once the river annex was located. French settlers placed a small village in the center of the island - quickly building outwards as the settlers realized the ports were profitable. From there, the city flourished through the years and modernization took place for decades to come.

New Rivière City, like it's been stated before, is split up by the river that surrounds it. Known as the Inner and Outer Ring. The Inner-Ring of the city is basically the island that makes up the large majority of the city. In the Inner-Ring, it contains a majority of the city - which includes it's many residential and hedonistic areas. It's known for it's bustling downtown area (more on that in a little bit) which contains many of the city's hubs of business and pleasure. Such as it's hotels, casinos, and whatnot. New Rivière is known for it's restaurants and casinos. The Inner-Ring's tall buildings can be seen from all over the city. The Outer-Ring is usually the first part of the city people are exposed to - and it's not pretty. The Outer-Ring is where all the lower class are forced to stay due to lower property costs (in contrast, the Inner Ring is where all the middle and upper class people are). New Rivière City has been called the bastard child of New Orleans, San Diego, Miami, and New York. The city has blends the aesthetic of those cities into a city that becomes alive in the night time. The streets are lined with neon signs advertising clubs, casinos and bars. Every night people from all over roam the city looking for a good time. It's known as a city where tourists pour in by the thousands.

Different from the other locations on this list as Nueva Emmanuela (translated as "New Emmanuela") is one of the few modern city states in the entire world. Located in the Caribbean, east of the Bahamas, and north of Haiti/The Dominican Republic, Nueva Emmanuela is a large island, that is surrounded with a archipelago that makes it difficult to arrive by ship except from specific paths. The country was colonized during the period of Spanish colonialism, and it had a large amount of African-slaves imported (Many of their descendants still reside in the nation). However, in the late 1800's, the nation has achieved independence. The native Nueva Emmanuelan people are those who are Spanish, African, but primarily consist of those who mixed between those two ethnic groups. These people are very similar to Brazilians with a diverse amount of skin tones (ranging from brown, white, etc).

There's also a large amount of Caucasians - with the other main ethnic group being Asian (there isn't that much diversity in Nueva Emmanuela). Nueva Emmanuela itself is a large tropical paradise, and much like other Caribbean islands, it's often a tourist attraction. The streets of the downtown area are quite lavish with fancy restaurants, convenience stores, and other places that would make any tourist blush. In addition to the many, many, lush beaches, casinos, and other places that make this nation a perfect tourist attraction. However, outside of these locations, the nation is pretty poor. The streets are run down, and abundant with poverty. This poverty breeds crime, and the nation of Nueva Emmanuela is a massive location for the illegal black market, and drug trade. If you want something shady, this is where to get it.

Surprisingly, enough, Nueva Emmanuela has a large amount of Metahumans - the highest in the Caribbean, in fact. Many Metahumans have, for some reason, sprung up in the city. It isn't no where near the amounts of some of the cities in say America and Europe, but it's certainly notable. The nation isn't in pieces due to the police force keeping Metahumans in line, but, the nation has a large amount of Metacrime, as many poor Metahumans participate in the drug trade. Like other nations in the Caribbean, Nueva Emmanuela is very prone to hurricanes, and other natural disasters. Nine years ago, the nation was ravaged by a massive hurricane which almost swept the whole place away. Disaster relief from all over helped.

Built shortly after World War II, Camp ThinkerRock is a Superhuman training facility that has been used for decades by the US Government. First as secret training grounds for training NEST Agents, as more 'official' locations were made, Camp ThinkerRock has seen less and less activity to the point where it was completely desolate save for the people "guarding" it. In fact, there had been talks about decommissioning the facility altogether. Pushing towards the 1980's, however, the Academy Program gained prominence and through that the Camp was founded with a singular purpose: training younger Superhumans to effectively use their powers and become productive members of society. The location was purchased by the Academy Program (Because NEST didn't want it) and became Academy 01. The first Academy.

The entire camp was re-purposed into a "summer-camp for Superhumans" where younger students would have the chance to train. The guise was simple, a super private summer camp in the middle of nowhere, the nearest town being miles away from the camp so that everyone had the anonymity to use their powers on a larger scale without it being reported. However, the camp didn't exactly get a large amount of campers due to lack of interest, and the fact that there were larger and better Academies didn't help matters. It didn't get more than a few people at a time, which is rather underwhelming to the staff. A few higher ups were able to strike a few deals with DOVE to force some more kids into Camp ThinkerRock. Such as picking up juvenile delinquents, or giving runaways a home. This wasn't super desirable, but the staff plan on "working out the kinks" for these campers and turning them into responsible Metahumans. If they make a profit out of this, why does it even matter what they've done beforehand? They might actually learn a thing or two while in the camp such as putting their powers to practical uses and learning not to rely on them so much.

ThinkerRock's main campsite is a large area that features plenty of locations that are spaced out from each other. Connected via paths, the camp has buildings and places to fulfill all of the campers needs. The place is split into four sections. The Main Grounds for basic camper needs. The Recreation Area, to keep them entertained. The Training Grounds, for them to train with their powers and take their hero courses. And the Beach, where a few locations are. But the campsite isn't the entirety of ThinkerRock's facility. Naturally, the camp is located in the middle of a heavily wooded area. Forests are far as the eye can see. All of the facility ground's combined (The campground, the forest, and the buildings off campground), equates to 3500 acres (Roughly four square miles). Meaning that it's a massive location, and hard to easily leave. The perimeter of the entire facility grounds are surrounded by a large thirty-five foot brick concrete wall.

These walls are to keep people out of the facility, along with keeping extra animals away. Surrounding the main campgrounds is a massive forest, that have animals of all types. These forests have paths through them, going to every notable location, but ending at the walls that keep the campers in. This forest has everything you'd see in an actual forest. Rivers, ponds, large rocks, and more. And evil monsters. Never forget the evil monsters. The camp is next to a large body of water known as the The Jay-Thompson Lake. This lake is enormous, almost making up a good 20% of those 3500 acres. Around this lake are the facility's many features. There is even military base, all on the shores of the Lake. These are all left behind from the Cold War days. However, there is a mysterious island in the center of the lake, one that holds a strange castle. When asked about this castle, the Counselors tell everyone to go no where near that place.

However, there is a small town; St. Portwell, several miles away from the Facility. There are members of DOVE present at all times, with a DOVE outpost at St. Portwell.

Academy 218 is the premiere Academy for American Metahumans . Apart of the Academy Program which has been fully approved by the NEST Organization (Before DOVE took control), Academy 218 serves the purpose of serving trials and deeming young Superhumans capable of responsibly using their powers and functioning in society. This Academy is one of many, but 218 in particular is one of the most famous and respected ones out of all of them. As it's often compared to a resort, as it's built on an island not too far off the coast of Alaska. The island is usually blanketed by a thick sheet of snow because of it's location (And the date). Covered in a crystal white blanket of snow, which never seems to stop falling. The island has an extensive, diamond white forest, and frozen lakes which perfectly reflect the light of the moon, and incredible wildlife; our elegant rabbits, arctic foxes, and even the few reported polar bears living deep in it's wondrous forests are just a few examples of what to expect.

It gives the Academy a very unique look (Because snow makes everything awesome) The only way in and out is by boat, and there's a schedule for it. The Island itself is a circular location, with plenty of natural landmarks such as rivers, hills, and there's even a mountain not too far away from the Academy. The island itself is covered in a massive black forest with a few landmarks. This forest is as far as the eye can see, and only stops at the beaches of the island. With the Academy standing in the very center of it, standing tall and proud over the woods. Academy 218 has the appearance of a high-tech, modern-day, castle. The building has a very open design that was created with concrete and glass, with metal supports. The entire Academy has paths that are lined with plant life of all sorts.

Easily the most interesting Academy. Opposed to being a building in some location, the Academy is actually a purpose-built cruise ship that traverses the scene. It's almost like a resort, stacked with all sorts of fun. While the interior sections of it have the places you'd usually expect from the Academies (Dorms, training halls, etc), it's insanely durable, and well maintained, so it's unlikely to receive any serious damage. It was produced due to a deal between the Academy and a variety of both North and South American nations, and is sustained through the Academy's extensive funding (along with a number of select, private investors). This roaming Academy travels along the coastline of the entire American continent, often taking stops in other Academies (Mainly Academy 218).

■ A Euphoric rush of happiness. Hence the name.

■ Reduction of pain.

■ Intense feeling of body-wide pleasure.

■ It causes happy thoughts.

■ It increases the rate wounds heal.

■ Intense energy.

■ Psychedelic hallucinations.

■ Rise in aggression once the drug wears off.

■ Extremely addictive.

■ Nausea and vomiting.

■ Dulled sense of touch.

■ Weakness.

■ Possible mutation, and the development of tumors (Though, this is known to develop in first time users).

■ Insomnia.

■ Paranoia, anxiety, and extreme aggression.

■ Fidgeting, and loss of motor control.

■ User loses the ability to differentiate what is real, and what isn't.

▸ N A M E : | Andrea Pasternack
▸ N I C K N A M E / A L I A S : | Eleven (11), Kintsugi
▸ G E N D E R : | Female
▸ A G E : | 22
▸ H E I G H T : | 5'9"
▸ W E I G H T : | 116 lbs.
▸ H O M E D I S T R I C T : | New Raygate, Prince Ed-Field

▸ H A I R C O L O R : | Blonde
▸ E Y E C O L O R : | Hazel Blue
▸ E T H N I C I T Y : | Mostly Polish, Swedish, and some Finnish and Norwegian. Lots of Slavic blood.
▸ P H Y S I C A L A P P E A R A N C E : |Since a young age, Andrea has developed beyond her years. She stand taller than many women, though not all, and even some other boys her age. Long, naturally wavy bright blond hair you'd see was well taken care of, but still appears a little bit brittle, and is further accentuated by hazel blue eyes and pale skin, and just as often done up with makeup so that her skin appears to possess an even skin tone without the underlying blood and veins creating pictures on her skin. Her complexion, otherwise, gives you the impression that she was quite the beauty - and still is - but there is something else present in her face that'd give away a history with struggle. Where perhaps she passed through a dark time in her life and is coming back from it. Faintly noticeable, but ever-present bags sit under her eyes. Not wrinkles, but something that makes her skin look as though it's being stretched tight. Pink but dehydrated lips and a tired expression, always trying to mask it with a kind, faint smile where tries to keep her mouth closed to hide the barely yellowed teeth. No scars on her face or freckles to speak of, though there are puncture scars on her arms. She wears a little button nose on her heart-shaped face, the left nostril of which is adorned by a piercing with the littlest diamond you ever did see. She also has earring studs, one on each lobe. Other adornments includes a silver band on her left hand and red polish on her fingernails, giving it a clean looking guise, but closer inspection reveals that she picks at it. Perhaps the result of a nervous tick?

Her frame is petite and slender, with breasts at 28E and legs for days. She lacks enough upper strength to be even remotely threatening though, and while she can carry most of the stuff she'll ever need to carry, nobody will be asking her to do the lifting for them. Most of her workout routine is concerned about jogging and yoga. It keeps her cardio up and figure right, but not much more than that aside from the mental therapy they provide. Despite her efforts to maintain her health, however, her actual body still appears thin. Pronounced collarbones suggest, while perhaps naturally sharp, could not be so sharp that they exist the way they do without Andrea lacking some musculature. The same goes for other areas of her body - shoulders, hands, hips, knees, ankles, her cheekbones - no amount of exercise can allow her to gain weight if she lacks the appetite to fuel that activity. She is not so skinny that she appears anorexic, but she isn't packing heat, instead moving what something resembling a dancer's grace.

Despite her looks and body type, she doesn't dress provocatively at all and so she is spared from sexualization at first glance. She might dress in "sexier" clothes behind closed doors if she's just doing it for herself and doesn't plan on going out, but otherwise, they aren't necessarily staples of her wardrobe. Typically, she is fitted with a black wool peacoat when she goes outdoors, buttoned all the way down, even on somewhat warm spring or autumn days, as it serves as something like a security blanket. Underneath, one of her favorite outfits is one that serves it purpose in both casual and professional environments. It could be any color of blouse tops, short sleeved, long sleeved, button-up or v-necked, it didn't matter - with a buckled strap going around her waist and it's usually tucked into a black laced pencil skirt, and is sometimes in different colors depending on the occasion - other lower garments may include formal pants, long skirts, and if she's relaxing at home or in a super casual environment, very billowly, loose, "feels-like-you're-wearing-nothing", comfortable skirts. Underneath, she always has black leggings or yoga pants and she prefers to wear shoes or boots with thick cuban heels. Somewhere in her wardrobe are some jeans or other tougher clothes, but it isn't very often that she finds the day calling for that unless it's really cold.

▸ I N N A T E & O U T W A R D : | What we have today are remnants of what she used to be. You can still see the sun shining through the cracks, and she seems to glow a little brighter each day than the last. A couple years ago, she might have been louder, haughtier, more entitled and very much naive. But now you have a girl who has been humbled and jaded. She's soft-spoken. Delicately gentle. Timid. Sensitive to a fault, where she holds people's opinions of her in too high a regard, but she's also someone who's appreciative and generous. There's an air of wisdom around her, the kind that people have to suffer for, but she has always been sweet and kind. She is liberal with her love and willing to share it with people around her. She's got the heart of a mother, trying to protect people she cares about, even people she doesn't, and a particular soft spot for children. She tries to dole out as much advice as she can to keep people on the right path, and one of the first few things people think about after they're subject to such behavior is "what the shit has this girl been through that she's acting this way?"

A history of substance abuse tore her apart, and it took the Promise to build her back up. Even every now and again, she falls in this little pit of despair that she tries to not let other people see. When people build her up, she tears herself down. So guilty a conscience that she apparently seeks to punish herself even when others tell her what happened wasn't her fault. She's quick to forget about the positive reinforcement she receives and latches onto the negative. It's not that she doesn't value it. She does, and she exercises gratitude every day and deliberately tries to find reasons to like herself, but she ends up losing her way while walking through those woods. Her biggest wish is to just feel normal again, and feeling like the outcast out of everyone she meets feels like torture. She clings to the Christian values she was raised with, but her faith has since shattered. She finds it hard to believe in a God, or in a God who loves her, but the teachings of Christ are something dear to her. They tell her that everyone is worth saving. They told her that when Jesus sat with pariahs. With the beggars and whores, the bastards - all of them. She wants to believe there's still a chance for her, so she still carries on while trying to love thy neighbor, not be the judge of a person's worth, and sharing what she has. She wants to believe that being kind and remaining true to herself is all it takes to show herself worthy of the life she was given. She tries not to get involved in political discussion with people, since she has no desire to argue, but it follows that she votes liberally and progressively.

Despite her history, still don't make the mistake in believing the "dumb blonde" stereotype. She became the valedictorian of her high school one year with a 4.5 GPA and 126 IQ, and was accepted into Yale University to practice criminal law. While tragedy struck that forced her to drop out in her second year, she very well could have kept going if she were remain devoted and drop other responsibilities. Book smart, nuance savvy, knows three languages, and is politically aware, she's a girl whose wits you don't want to challenge. While she's no human calculator (closer to being a human dictionary TBH), she could probably debate circles around you if she wanted to. As suggested by a successful high school career, she's good at scheduling and juggling priorities. Also musically and artistically minded according to her penchant for singing, love for acting and theater, and painting. Singing is something that can be practiced at all times, but the latter two had to be fit into her busy schedule with careful time management.

It takes a lot to rile her up. She'd sooner shut down or dodge drama when she can, but she has been through too much and understands all too well what it's like being on the bottom rung to let it happen to other people, and certainly not to watch another berate them for it. It's a passionate anger that makes her lose sight and perspective, and it's embarrassing for her when it happens. She can also be a hypocrite sometimes. She is the first one to give people her condolences and sympathy, but she hates pity. She could appreciate it when she was first entered into the academy and in dire need of help, but she's in recovery now and trying to be on her way to being normal again. The last thing she wants now is people's pity. She wants to move on, not to remain in her past. She can even be a little bit cruel, unprecedentedly so, when the victim of her lashing out was just unfortunately unaware or oblivious, only trying to do what they thought was best and offer their condolences. Andrea knows she's in the wrong when this happens, but she struggles trying to control or even contain her emotions

Ultimately, she is a generous girl who means well. She's loyal to kind hearts, and she loves unconditionally. If you're looking for a friend, you'll scarcely find one more devoted and understanding.

▸ H O B B I E S / I N T E R E S T S: | As suggested, Andrea always had a love for academics and the arts. An avid reader, lover of language and music and poetry, of theater, different cultures, and so on. If she isn't spending time at headquarters, you may find her at home reading peacefully or painting while listening to gentle music. She gave up on acting some time ago and does get nearly as immersed in it as she once did. However, she is also so immersed into her new work that she clings to it desperately as it sometimes feels like the only thing that feels normal, and because of this, can just as likely be found continuing whatever work she did that day at home - whether it be filing or studying up on the latest political nightmare that came up.

▸ S K I L L S / T A L E N T S : | Andrea is as sharp as they come. A quick learner who naturally absorbs information like a sponge, combined with extensive investigation and study techniques, and a scholar's discipline, she can latch onto new ideas and concepts and make them her own. Give her one night to study something; whether it be a subject, a crime scene, records - you name it - she'll give you a stack of papers the next morning. Andrea is also trilingual, demonstrating a linguistic intelligence that suggests good listening, reading, discussion, and debate. English is actually her second language and is most comfortable with her native Polish, but can hold fluent conversations in both English and French. In addition, as a law student, Andrea has a great understanding of logic. It is required for communicated ideas fluently and persuasively, and is essential for winning debates, while simultaneously appealing to a jury's moral and emotional sensibilities. While not exactly a proud skill, a history in acting does enable Andrea to be rather proficient in deception, though she insists on honesty being the best policy. Even some talent in painting shows that she has an eye for detail. Still, all these skills and abilities used in junction would enable her to spy if she so chose, but she prefers to support DOVE in their legal endeavors. However, if DOVE required her to be out in the field to gather and analyze some raw data, she would have too little power in her hands to refuse them.

▸ G O A L S / M O T I V A T I O N : | All of Andrea's former goals and aspirations fizzled away. Now all she really wants is for life to return to normal and to rehabilitate herself. Lesser goals, such as fighting the rise of the Happiness drug, come and go.

▸ H I S T O R Y / B I O : | Andrea's story is one of a girl who was set up for success in every possible way, but lost everything. Growing up, Andrea was completely unaware of her own privileged life, and how lucky she has been for the majority of it. She was born to a Christian high-middle class family in Poland. They could afford good schools. Andrea was working early, she learned how to drive, was raised faithful, and she learned English and French on top of her native language. Hard work carried her to be her high school's valedictorian. She had boyfriends, broke her heart a couple times, and moved on. All the while, she had multiple opportunities made available to her such as offers for placements in a couple different commercials by different producers with the help of her loving family - oh, and she could sing. Everything was essentially handed to her on a silver platter, and that is not to knock her own intelligence down, no. She was smart and balanced her early life out nigh perfectly. In the senior yearbook, was voted Most Likely to Succeed. Amidst all this fortune and the popularity she had in school, it didn't do much to alter her nature. She's naturally been a sweet-tempered and reasonable girl, if a bit naive of her place and the place of others in the world. She denied the existence of her privileges and good fortune and insisted that she has worked hard to earn what she has – which may be true to some degree, as she is no stranger to responsibility, but it's clear that a lot of things in her life has been handed to her on a silver platter, and she is currently on the beginning of a long road that's keen on not giving a single damn about "all the good things" she's accomplished. Right outside of high school, the world is very different.

Right out of high school, not even a legal adult yet, and Andrea already had high expectations of where she planned to go, but she was determined to smash those barriers. She wanted to travel to the United States to pursue law at Harvard, which was a massive undertaking on its own. At the same time, she also wanted to balance with it an acting career, which would help pay for the expenses. Then the heavy hand of reality squashed her Legally Blonde fantasies: despite valedictorian status and scholarships, Harvard never replied to her applications. She went down the list applying, and all the while also auditioning for acting gigs so that she wasn't wasting her time. Oxford? No. Cambridge? No. Stanford? No. She got only small gigs playing extras in commercials. Submitting submission after submission, at this point only waiting to see if one of the big colleges notice her, she eventually got acceptance at Yale University in the US. The university was prestigious in its own right, but it didn't make Andrea feel very special after being ignored so many times. Still, she persisted through Yale, where she sought to practice public law and become an attorney

Trying to balance her life became challenging when she was on her own in Yale. She survived her first year, but entering her second year of university, she was caught like a tight-rope between trying to survive, succeed in school, and salvage an already drowning acting career. She was being stretched thin. She felt herself falling apart at the seams with her pushing herself far beyond what she was capable of. She refused to let go of acting and "come back to it later". She had no family around to support her. They could give her money, but they couldn't give her more hours in the day. She was barely sleeping, always hungry, until one "concerned friend" wanted to give her something that'd help pick her up in no time, claiming that it was ten times better than coffee. Andrea was desperate and she didn't want to think about what it was, and it only struck her when it was too late after she ingested crystal meth. The magnitude of the situation she found herself in was overwhelming, and she didn't want to accept that she did it. She tried to ignore it, but the addiction swooped in and snatched her up. It might have helped at first. It might have started like, "well, one more tiny hit couldn't hurt," but in no time at all her grades were already plummeting as this new addiction started taking over. It was during a particularly bad trip that her powers manifested and she began seeing crazy ass phantoms and things were being moved by her mind. She thought she was going absolutely insane, or maybe it was just a really bad trip. It got so bad, though, that she ended up dropping out entirely. She couldn't support paying for college. She could't support her own addiction. Any chances at landing good jobs in acting completely shriveled up. She had nearly no marketable skills and she practically turned homeless overnight - and she still had no idea what it was she was seeing. The drugs she took helped her to ignore them. She didn't know what to do. She just knew she had to survive, and she was desperate... so she did what she could and sold her body on the streets of Bridgeport; occasionally hitching rides that eventually brought her to New York.

It was a vicious cycle. A vicious cycle that lasted only four months. In a mere four months, everything she wanted was taken. Everything she stood for was stripped. She didn't feel like the same person, she felt dirty and sinful and suicidal. Her faith shattered. She was afraid. Her powers were inexplicable. The money she made was just enough to feed her and fuel her addiction to meth and at some point, cocaine fell into the mix. All throughout it, constantly daydreaming about the life she originally aimed for. In a mere four months, everything she used to be she felt was dead. But as far as the governments were concerned, she was still a registered person. A meta, even if she was a druggy... and she was randomly chosen. Why they hadn't decided to rescind that order is mystery to her to this day, but whatever they thought they were doing, they thought they were saving her: a young drug-addicted girl. When she was first sent somewhere cold to be entered into the 218 Academy program, their first action was to detox her and put her in rehabilitation programs alongside her usual classes. It was agonizing. She couldn't imagine what it would have been like for a person doing this for multiple years, but whatever medicine they were pumping into her was burning her insides. It wasn't long before all the substances were gone, but the psychological damages remained. From the addiction, to the depression - what she has done to herself has traumatized her. She wanted nothing more to punish herself, but the faculty insisted that it wasn't her fault. They promised her that they'd put her back on the road to recovery and assign her a particular teacher that might be able to help her through these motions - and at the same time, help her to understand the powers she has. All she could do was cry tears of relief.

Since then, she has ran through all the trials that her four years of 218 had to offer, and graduated from the academy. She has gotten healthier with each passing day and is finding new reasons to keep on smiling, each a step towards self-mastery. Her old nature is beginning to resurface, and her very sensitive history has gotten her into some personal conversations and relationships with the 218 personnel, endearing herself to many of the teachers as they become more familiar with one another. Even in her first year, she has gotten to control her powers very quickly compared to many students (though that may be the nature of her abilities with its ease of accessibility). Though many of her darkest emotions are still buried along with the lingering urges of her old addictions, she is finding it easier to find hope in tomorrow and to accept herself and what she has been through. Still, she looks back on her life with regret, and if there was an opportunity to go back and make different decisions that didn't lead her down a path of suffering, to be normal, she'd take it in a heartbeat. Even if it meant never meeting the people she met in the academy... not that'd she ever tell them that. Some of the Japanese students and staff have taken to calling her "Kintsugi" as a pet-name (as well as the fucking weeaboos), after the art of repairing broken pottery by filling the cracks with gold. Those whose favor she's not earned, or those to whom she's the subject of ridicule, have dubbed her as "Icarus" - but few would dare to be so cruel to call her that to her face. Other name-calling includes "Snow" (referring to blow), and "Needles". Aside from Kintsugi, the only name she has come to appreciate is "Eleven" (11), after a character from the television show, Stranger Things.

After her graduation, she was offered an internship within DOVE at their headquarters in Baybridge, where she would likely end up pursuing a legal career within their organization. She took up their offer in a heartbeat, seeing it as a way to get her life as close as being back to normal as she could get it. She uses the academy's charity to pay for the dirt-cheap rent of a shitty apartment in one of the dirty sections of Baybridge, New Raygate, driving an old, tiny little beater car in the form of a '94 Mazda Miata that takes a couple turns of the ignition to get going - but it's better than painting a target on your back and its sustainable provided you get payed a fair wage.

She has been on edge lately, mostly out of fear of this new drug called Happiness. She personally wants to stay as far away from it as possible, but she also seems particularly vehement in her opposition of it. So much that she keeps pressing the issue to her superiors who hold actual titles within DOVE, and goes out of her way to research the topic to advance the fight against it, often interfering with her actual responsibilities as one of DOVE's interns.

▸ P O W E R C L A S S : | Cerebral; Extra-Sensory
▸ P O W E R : |
Psionic Phantoms?: The exact nature of Andrea's power is hotly disputed among the Academy program's faculty. One popular theory is that Andrea is capable of seeing another plane, so to speak, with bio-luminescent eyes. A plane which exists within our own as an additional dimension of space. Within this plane exists corporeal entities and apparitions. According to this theory, the nature of the apparitions are unique. They exist as a streaming consciousness existing within a polydimensional temporal plane, and between units of time – thusly invisible to anyone else. It's been suggested that they are made of an electrically active gas, and while mostly inert, are inexplicably bonded together ionically – it held up that this high-energy being was able to pass information along so easily, as though they were made up of neurons. Perhaps the true power is the ability to see them and the mental link Andrea shares with them, but the apparitions are no less incredible. It's claimed that these "spirits" possess incredible cerebral-type powers, from telekinesis to telepathy to mind-linking, chaining the consciousness of multiple people together through a third party.

While the apparitions are incapable of speech and verbal communication, in theory, as well as intangible with three dimensional objects, they are capable of carrying out simple tasks and understanding her communication. This includes scouting out a particular area and retrieving information that Andrea can utilize as he sees fit; this gives her the appearance of a pseudo-omnipresence in her environment. To a certain degree, Andrea is even able to control them, or at least influence them and their decisions, via a mental link to make those kinds of demands. This mental link also grants her a form of protection from some psychic and telepathic abilities. When telepathy is used on her or if anyone is infiltrating her mind in any way, the apparitions sense another presence in Andrea, and therefore becomes hostile at the alien presence in their environment. Deafening shrieking and wailing provides a defense mechanism that will hurt and hopefully ward away the invader, but at the same time, will also harm Andrea in the process. The screaming is so loud and endless and chaotic, that people's ears will begin bleeding in mere seconds.

Accesible Psychic Interface?: The second theory appeals better to those who are reluctant or too afraid to accept the possibility of extra-planar creatures, ghosts, or aliens - what have you - living alongside us. Instead, they approach the topic from a different perspective. Cerebral powers manifests differently in different metahumans, and it is possible that how it developed in Andrea allows her to interact with her psychic abilities in a more out-of-body way and the development of glowing eyes simply might be her being able to see her own meta-human/psionic energy flowing around her. Whereas a archetypal psychic would simply move things with their mind, Andrea either subconsciously created a medium or interface to perform these feats, or the powers manifested that way on their own by creating the interface without psychological interference. But the results are the same: flexible psychic telekinetic and telepathic abilities. While perhaps not powerful enough to lift impossibly heavy objects or structures like tractor trailers (or at least not yet), the interface allows her to subconsciously multi-task a huge variety of objects. The phantasms are innumerable, and the limit to the number of small, insignificant objects she can lift have not yet been met. However, it is worth noting that the number of objects decreases depending on the weight of the objects she has to lift. This could be due to the number of phantasms in her interface that she commits to lifting a certain object or prying into a certain person's mind.

In addition to those feats, if she is not operating through real ghosts, then this theory's attempt at covering her psuedo-omniawareness is to suggest she has the power of scrying. To look through her mind's eye and watch a certain location, or detect the presence of people around her by just barely listening in to surface thoughts of those around her. Not quite reading minds per say, but sensing mental presences in the area. Her ability to be aware of multiple things at once, if not through ghosts, can connect multiple consciences together where she is the crossroads where these consciences meet. It is assumed that it can be done through her sharing her mind with two consenting parties as a sort of forum for them to nearly instantly share thoughts and feelings and emotions. What lends so much credence to this theory as opposed to the phantasm theory is the wear and tear this puts on Andrea. She can only do that so often before exhaustion sets in, her nose starts bleeding, and she starts getting dizzy. The mind can only handle so many thoughts and feelings at once, and doing it too often - even scarcely enough so it won't apparently damage her - can still trigger periods of depression or bipolar disorder. As for the screaming - well, Andrea has been through a lot. It is entirely possible that her ability to sense mental presences could allow her to sense when one is occupying the same space as hers, and that it is an automatic subconscious response to danger as to hide her insecurities.

Schizophrenic Psychic?: There was no shortage of people in the academy, whether they're student or faculty, that sees Andrea and thinks she's crazy. With her power, it's come to be expected. She's accepted that. Their ignorance is no skin off her bones. But for people who have heard about her history, or have read up on her may not say it out in the open, but would pin her craziness on her history with substance abuse. It's a judgmental point of view that doesn't make people popular, because Andrea is still one of the sweetest and generous people her friends know, and no one would be so cruel to suggest that in front of her... but that doesn't mean they don't exist. The third theory entails her just being a ridiculously powerful psychic that has gone nuts with the drugs frying her brain, making her too dangerous to keep on premise. There are some people who are so afraid of these rumors flying around that they probably would jettison her out of an airlock if they had an opportunity to do so. Cerebrals are dangerous to keep around at the best of times. Her claims of seeing ghosts just gives her haters ammunition to use against her.

▸ L I M I T S | W E A K N E S S E S : |
It's difficult to determine what her limits are. What is known is that accumulative weight does have an effect on her capability to telekinetically manipulate objects. What has so far been observed is that slight noticeable changes was observed when she was asked to lift a three hundred pound object and a large amount of insignificant, miscellaneous items (pens, pencils, paper clips, etc.). While she could lift all of the miscellaneous items in the room, putting a three hundred pound object in the mix gave her visible signs of strain. When asked to instead lift a five hundred pound weight, she was found to lift fewer objects. The five hundred pound weight could also be held in unison with the three hundred pound weight, but with much fewer miscellaneous items - she preferred that she didn't. If she were to focus all of her energy into a single object, she learned that she could lift even a small car, though truthfully, it only hovered above the ground. With her in her second year, and more in control of her powers, the limits have gotten higher. The only real limits that haven't changed is her inability to move energy around (she could lift a paper that was on fire, but not the fire itself) and telepathy. Try listening to more than one conversation at a time, or reading more than one book at a time. While she can multi-task and perform actions in the background, you need to pay attention and focus on a single book or person if you plan on actually reading or listening.

Her weaknesses are more distinct however. Electromagnetism can disrupt her ability to focus on thoughts, like how throwing a rock in a pond creates ripples and it becomes harder to see your reflection. In addition to that, it also depends on who she is reading. If your power allows you to think at the speed of a super computer, keeping up with all that information would feel impossible. When putting a subject in a lead-lined room, Andrea was completely unable to detect that the person was even there. Her inability to control energy is a limit, but when confronted with a meta who would wish to do her harm, it becomes a weakness. Controlling gases is also nearly impossible for her. Seizing free floating matter is very difficult for her to grasp, like trying to grab smoke, but having it slip between her fingers. She can influence its flow, but she wont be able to hold it. The self-defense mechanism of psionic screaming whenever another presence occupies her mind doesn't just hurt the invader. It hurts Andrea, too. These screams are so terrible that, if lasting even as long as five seconds, her and her invader begin bleeding from the ears. But it's not even the ears being damaged, rather, a very intense sensory overload on the brain. Linking consciences together is also incredibly draining to Andrea for reasons already explained, and she can very easily begin bleeding from the nose from the process.

Her incredible multitasking can take her attention off of herself if she is carrying a lot of items around. Like, an absurd amount of items. Until that point, she is still aware of herself and surrounded, but the more she carries, the more spaced out she appears. She's still aware of her surroundings, but her focus on simply controlling the objects and where she plans on taking them can make her forget to think about herself. Part of this can be subsided if she can take the focus on the specific movements of objects. If she's making simple motions and patterns, like say making tornado of debris around her or a group of people, she is able to divide her attention to focus on her own safety. That wouldn't take much to maintain. Most she'd have to do, really, is think about the spinning motion of a ceiling fan and go with the flow.

▸ O T H E R : | Fuck if I know, I'll come up with something eventually