fuck yeah

Hi, I was wondering if there was room for me before I start working on a CS.

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There is currently one opening!

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I am currently working on a CS! :O

Is it too late to show interest or have we hit that player limit?

Azrealla De La Sombra [+]

Name: Azrealla De La Sombra
Nicknames/Alias: Alle, Azzy, Night.
Age: 18
Birthdate: April 20th
Mentor: Cyborg
Status: Full time
Personality: Azrealla is typically upbeat and has a strong sense of justice, though recently has become a bit somber.
Power: Shadow manipulation/Umbrakinesis
Shadow manipulation/creation - control existing shadows or create her own shadow energy. She usually uses the shadows as tendrils or basic energy blasts.
Shadow Levitation - in casing herself in shadow she can mimic flight, however, it is not as efficient as actual flight and can only levitate herself reliably for travel. She can also envelop an object in shadow energy and levitate the object, she can lift around 250lb/113.40kg currently.
Shadow Barrier - using shadow energy to repel attacks.
Shadow vision - can see in pitch black.
Shadow Healing - Healing through shadows she transfers vitality from one creature to another, this is not a one-to-one transfer vitality is lost in the transfer. She can turn broken bones into fractures, stabilize mortal wounds, and fully heal scraps and small cuts.
Potential Capabilities: Teleportation through shadows, Light/Shadow Absorption, Shadow Form (becoming shadow).
Weakness: She becomes easily exhausted in direct sunlight and sickly if she remains in sunlight for too long. When she overuses her power she begins to hear whispers that can be quite distracting.
Appearance:

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Azrealla has pitch black hair going past her shoulder blades, pale brown skin as if she has never seen the sun and dark brown eyes with hits of golden flecks that circle the pupil.

Background: Azrealla had a pretty average childhood, with a mother and father working full-time jobs to barely make ends meet. A two-bedroom house in Los Angeles where she and her older sister shared the master bedroom. Although her parents were busy they gave their best to be involved her their daughter's lives. When Azrealla was sixteen her sister, Gabriella, showed signs of having meta-powers when she accidentally shattered their room door after her father found out about her secret boyfriend. Azrealla quickly found her power soon after when a large splinter from the shattered door pierced her chest, shadows from all around attacked her sister with tendrils and began sapping her of vitality to heal herself. Their parents hadn’t seemed too surprised that they had the meta gene, almost like they knew beforehand but hoped against it. After that day her parents still treated them well but there was a hint of fear.
Azrealla had always dreamed about what she would do if she had powers, growing up she had admired the heroes like Superman and WonderWoman and the rest of the Justice League. Heroes like them seemed to be in another world, there were some street-level heroes around fighting gangs and drug dealers and they were cool but the Justice League were like gods, and now Azrealla had a way to become one of them.
Notes: After graduating high school instead of applying for college, Azrealla flew to Midway City after getting recruited by Titans Acadamy.

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Blood leaked onto the pavement and coated my hands, I would have been paralyzed with fear but knew if I gave into my terror the woman laying in front of me would not survive the night. It was supposed to be an average night of patrol with my new partner, another woman who wanted to be a hero; this was just a simple mugging, the guy had a knife to his victim. It was so simple to disarm him, my partner told me to hold back and snuck up to the guy and kicked the knife out of his hands then kicked him back stumbling a few feet backward before hitting the ground. I came out of the shadows and helped the victim to his feet and tried to push him out of the way. That’s when I heard the loud pop of the handgun go off twice before I saw my partner hit the ground. Through sear instinct a tindril whipped out from the shadows near the mugger and cracked him over the head crumpling him to the ground. I rushed over to my partner and tried to stop the blood from pouring out with my hands.

My partner looked up at me with fear in her eyes, “D-Don’t let me die here, please…I don’t want to die…” she whimpered.
“I won't! I…I can save you!” I replied in a panic.
My eyes shot over to the unconscious man and used my shadows to drag him closer, getting a better look at him he seemed young, probably my age. I gritted my teeth and began to drain the guy's life force and transfer it to my partner. I could feel the guy become weaker but my partner was still in dire condition, but if I pulled more from the mugger it would kill him.
“Shit!” I shout to myself.
My shadow retreated from the mugger and I began to use my own vitality, I felt my hands and feet start to tingle as if they were falling asleep, the feeling began to spread through my body and I begin to hear whispers. At first, the whispers were almost too quiet to hear but they quickly grew to a cacophony, almost deafening. Before the darkness on the edge of my sight overtook me, two bullets pushed out from the wounds on my partner and I could feel her breathing stabilize. I hadn’t realized I wasn’t breathing until my lungs began to burn and I inhaled for the first time since I began healing my partner. I sat back and continued to catch my breath, the feeling in my hands and face began to come back and the whispers quiet down but didn’t completely vanish.
My partner tried to move but grunted before settling back down, instead, she took a breath before speaking.
“You saved me. I would’ve died…”
She took a moment before she could gather her thoughts, “I don’t know what to say but thank you for saving my life,” she said trying to fight down tears.
“I’m just glad you’re alive,” I say wiping sweat from my brow.
Police sirens could be heard in the distance and getting closer, the guy they saved must have called 911 when he got to safety or maybe someone called after the gunshots.
“I don’t think I can move, Night.” She says.
“I don’t think I can carry you,” I reply.
“Just get out of here before the police come.”
“You sure?”
“Yeah, this is gonna be messy and I think I could use the hospital.”
I get to my feet using the wall to help me up, the feeling in my feet starts to come back, I envelop myself in shadow and began to lift off the ground before the woman speaks again.
“Night, I think I’m done”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah,” she says firmly.
Even though I only met her a month ago I felt like I just lost my best friend, I didn’t know her real name or how to find her so this was most likely the last time I’ll see her. With tears starting to burn my eyes I kick off the ground and fly away as the blue and red lights began to fill the little ally. This was the end for my partner, but this was only the beginning for me.

I'm not very good at formatting these, sorry it's so basic. >.<

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Oof, we both got shadow characters xD

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Oof, we both got shadow characters xD

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Sorry, I looked to see if there were any characters with shadow manipulation. Though, my CS has not been accepted yet so my character might not even be in the story. :p