Anna
Keeping to her little corner, she had finally finished her stretches. A kid named Max, the diamond dude, had been talking to some angsty gloomy dude named Jack. They had both ignored her perfectly and completely. Suited her. She grinned in that tilted wild way, her pure white eyes narrowing and her platinum hair slipping over her shoulders.
The housekeeper had finally come into the gym, the other kids trailing behind her like little ducklings. Everyone was just so small and cute. Had she ever been so adorably short and petite? Well, probably. But she was six feet of lean muscle and her six arms and creepy colored eyes didn't exactly make people think 'adorable'. More like 'ah, run before it crushes you!' Anna sighed and shook her head, two hands on her hips, two hands rolling her shoulders and two hands pulling her hair back into a ponytail.
Six arms. Six feet tall. She was taller than everyone her age and physically she could probably break their arms, legs and ribs all at the same time. Brute force with a terrifying visage. That was her frigging power. Terror. She'd probably of been better born as a viking or something. With a small snort she passed by the other teens and stood on the left side of the gym.
"Alright, alright," she chuckled in that warm but clear voice of hers, "A little demo of the monster powers right? With me in the room? Sounds like it should be interestin' enough." Two of her hand punched the palms of their paired hands and she grinned a grin that was all teeth and no humor. Her other two hands rested firmly on her hips.
"Might get a bit messy though."