Definite interest from me. I like number 2 and 3, though I'm tending more towards 2 at the moment. But I'd be fine with any of the three.
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Silas didn't seem to be very comfortable at Rebecca's approach. He sort of frowned at her, eliciting an awkward smile from Rebecca. He looked about ready to speak when the white-haired boy approached them. Great, she thought, wonder what he wants. To her surprise, though, he actually apologized for looking like a show-off. Looking, not being, but hey, it was a start. All newbies did seem to go through their own little superiority complex phase. Maybe that was the case with him. He explained he'd been runnning calculations, and Rebecca couldn't help but think that was a little bit... Pompous? Was that the right word? Nonetheless, the boy did seem to have been taken down a peg. He introduced himself as James, first to Silas, then Rebecca, asking her name. "Rebecca." she said, a tad colder than usual. "Interesting meeting you too."
A third boy sauntered over, placing himself next to James. He gave both Rebecca and Silas a once-over, something which sent a slight chill down Rebecca's spine. It reminded her of when she'd arrived to the Home, being examined like she was some sort of lab rat. She shot the stranger a dirty look. Silas, who only seemed to be getting more uneasy by the minute, excused himself. Rebecca looked over to see the duo from the corner of the mall had arrived as well. It was getting somewhat packed in here.
Suddenly, things took a turn for the worse. Rebecca heard James faintly muttering something, turning in time to see him slump to the ground at her feet. Shocked, she took a step or two back. James spouted a stream of what sounded like complete gibberish to Rebecca, looking like someone having a seizure. She attempted to reach for him to get a closer look and make sure he was okay - which he didn't seem to be - but before she got the chance, the gym erupted in chaos, ground shaking, equipment acting up, and Rebecca falling backwards. She felt gravity shift as glass shattered all around. James was still gibbering, even faster now. At last, James collapsed to his side, ending the chaos. The 'normal' girl of the mall duo hurried over, then yelled at impressive volume, lips stretching to act as an amplifier.
The stranger swooped in before Rebecca could react, whisking James off at frankly dangerous speeds. The animated girl had come over too, now, offering to help. Silas approached as well. "I'll be glad to help. Anyone hurt? I can help clean up if everyone's okay." she offered, looking around at the mess all around. Think I'll do the heavy lifting... she thought, not keen on sweeping up shards of glass.
A third boy sauntered over, placing himself next to James. He gave both Rebecca and Silas a once-over, something which sent a slight chill down Rebecca's spine. It reminded her of when she'd arrived to the Home, being examined like she was some sort of lab rat. She shot the stranger a dirty look. Silas, who only seemed to be getting more uneasy by the minute, excused himself. Rebecca looked over to see the duo from the corner of the mall had arrived as well. It was getting somewhat packed in here.
Suddenly, things took a turn for the worse. Rebecca heard James faintly muttering something, turning in time to see him slump to the ground at her feet. Shocked, she took a step or two back. James spouted a stream of what sounded like complete gibberish to Rebecca, looking like someone having a seizure. She attempted to reach for him to get a closer look and make sure he was okay - which he didn't seem to be - but before she got the chance, the gym erupted in chaos, ground shaking, equipment acting up, and Rebecca falling backwards. She felt gravity shift as glass shattered all around. James was still gibbering, even faster now. At last, James collapsed to his side, ending the chaos. The 'normal' girl of the mall duo hurried over, then yelled at impressive volume, lips stretching to act as an amplifier.
The stranger swooped in before Rebecca could react, whisking James off at frankly dangerous speeds. The animated girl had come over too, now, offering to help. Silas approached as well. "I'll be glad to help. Anyone hurt? I can help clean up if everyone's okay." she offered, looking around at the mess all around. Think I'll do the heavy lifting... she thought, not keen on sweeping up shards of glass.
@Kangutso Well, Rebecca is out to cause trouble, and she might want an accomplice... Or at least someone to laugh at her pranks! *hint hint*
Rebecca looked up from her tower of pancakes, baffled at the scene unfolding in front of her. She had little time to react before one, then both of the boys had stormed off, one in hot pursuit of the other. Wow. That red-eyed - Albino? - guy is most definitely entirely new to the Home, and already so abrasive? Wonder how long before he ends up in infirmary... she thought as she munched on, wiping a trickle of syrup from the corner of her mouth. Then again, I guess developing that kind of superiority complex is easy when you're so much more... powerful than everyone else. Good God, they should try appreciating the little things. Like these pancakes...
As she finished her breakfast, Rebecca looked around the dining area. People were beginning slowly to trickle out of the mall. Rebecca had heard of a class on power control at the gym. Maybe that's where people were heading? I sure as hell could benefit from a class like that... I've been here for months without getting much better at not having... accidents. It's kind of embarrasing, actually. Determined, Rebecca decided on her next destination; the gym.
After a pretty uneventful short walk, she arrived to find a few people already there. Notably, the white-haired kid from before, along with a man around her own age who she'd seen around. Silas, right? He was on a treadmill, but of course, not the center of attention. The arrogant kid seemed to be messing around with his powers, sending a nearby basketball flying, bouncing off some kind of barrier surronding him, and flying through a hoop. Showoff... she thought, not convinced this was anything but arrogance. She rolled her eyes at his little show before turning her attention to the other guy. She carefully approached him. "Hey... You're Silas, right?" she said. "You see that kid over there? He's so arrogant. I kind of want to mess with him a bit." she said, giving a sly smirk.
As she finished her breakfast, Rebecca looked around the dining area. People were beginning slowly to trickle out of the mall. Rebecca had heard of a class on power control at the gym. Maybe that's where people were heading? I sure as hell could benefit from a class like that... I've been here for months without getting much better at not having... accidents. It's kind of embarrasing, actually. Determined, Rebecca decided on her next destination; the gym.
After a pretty uneventful short walk, she arrived to find a few people already there. Notably, the white-haired kid from before, along with a man around her own age who she'd seen around. Silas, right? He was on a treadmill, but of course, not the center of attention. The arrogant kid seemed to be messing around with his powers, sending a nearby basketball flying, bouncing off some kind of barrier surronding him, and flying through a hoop. Showoff... she thought, not convinced this was anything but arrogance. She rolled her eyes at his little show before turning her attention to the other guy. She carefully approached him. "Hey... You're Silas, right?" she said. "You see that kid over there? He's so arrogant. I kind of want to mess with him a bit." she said, giving a sly smirk.
Damn, I've only now had some time to sit down and write this weekend. And it's Sunday evening! Busy, busy, busy...
Anyway, finally got around to posting! Just a few more things to do, and then I can go give my bed a great old hug...
Anyway, finally got around to posting! Just a few more things to do, and then I can go give my bed a great old hug...
A new day, a new dream. As Rebecca slowly woke to the sound of trumpets, the memory of that night's dream quickly left her mind. Something with a bird, and mountains? Probably nonsense anyway, she reckoned. As Miss. Dawson's voice came on, she kicked off the covers of her bed and lazily slumped out of bed. Rubbing the sleep out her eyes, she dragged herself into the bathroom. She took a quick shower, put on a sundress, and threw her hair into a rushed ponytail, pinning away rogue strands of hair with a handful of bobby pins. She glanced quickly at the book on her bedside table, and realised where that night's dream had come from. The chapters she'd read the previous night before going to bed had, in fact, been about a bird and mountains, among other things.
Oh well, Rebecca thought, funny how that works. Maybe I should get going soon though. Food won't be fresh forever, and I am dying for pancakes. With that, she went off in search of fresh food, passing by some somewhat familiar faces on the way. None familiar enough that she could place their names, though. She hadn't been here that long either, and had kept to herself much of the time. Not that it wasn't her own choice, although she had sometimes wished she'd been brave enough to go and talk to someone, or that someone had went to her. I guess I'll have plenty of time to get to know everyone, since it looks like we'll all be stuck here until someone snaps and kills us all and themselves. she thought.
She'd arrived by now, and glanced around. A somewhat chaotic scene, she remarked, but that was pretty much status quo for the Home. Off there, in the corner, a girl hung by her legs from the upper level of the mall, facing a pretty extraordinary-looking girl who didn't exactly look like she'd expected to be talking to someone who could quite literally stretch herself to her limits. All in all, those two were probably the most noticable people in the mall at the moment. She went to fill a plate with delicious, greasy pancakes, adding some fruit for good measure before drenching the whole mess in syrup. She scouted out a table, tucked in the back, empty save for one young man who Rebecca was certain she had never seen before - she knew she'd recall it if she'd seen that combo of white hair and red eyes in the Home before - or on the outside, for that matter. She went over, taking a seat across and to the side of the young man who, she realised, was probably one of the youngest in the Home. She knew many people, such as herself, had only had their powers truly manifest at some point in puberty. This guy certainly seemed to fit the bill. A mental shrug later, she was in full swing devouring the pancakes she'd craved since waking.
Oh well, Rebecca thought, funny how that works. Maybe I should get going soon though. Food won't be fresh forever, and I am dying for pancakes. With that, she went off in search of fresh food, passing by some somewhat familiar faces on the way. None familiar enough that she could place their names, though. She hadn't been here that long either, and had kept to herself much of the time. Not that it wasn't her own choice, although she had sometimes wished she'd been brave enough to go and talk to someone, or that someone had went to her. I guess I'll have plenty of time to get to know everyone, since it looks like we'll all be stuck here until someone snaps and kills us all and themselves. she thought.
She'd arrived by now, and glanced around. A somewhat chaotic scene, she remarked, but that was pretty much status quo for the Home. Off there, in the corner, a girl hung by her legs from the upper level of the mall, facing a pretty extraordinary-looking girl who didn't exactly look like she'd expected to be talking to someone who could quite literally stretch herself to her limits. All in all, those two were probably the most noticable people in the mall at the moment. She went to fill a plate with delicious, greasy pancakes, adding some fruit for good measure before drenching the whole mess in syrup. She scouted out a table, tucked in the back, empty save for one young man who Rebecca was certain she had never seen before - she knew she'd recall it if she'd seen that combo of white hair and red eyes in the Home before - or on the outside, for that matter. She went over, taking a seat across and to the side of the young man who, she realised, was probably one of the youngest in the Home. She knew many people, such as herself, had only had their powers truly manifest at some point in puberty. This guy certainly seemed to fit the bill. A mental shrug later, she was in full swing devouring the pancakes she'd craved since waking.
@Love Dove Preach. I've been getting headaches all over the place lately.
Name: Rebecca Cleptes
Age: 19
Powers: Density manipulation (picnokinesis) - Rebecca can alter the density and thus weight of most things, though mostly non-living things. Her powers do have their limits, of course, and she's better at decreasing density.
Weapons: Rebecca does not carry weapons and has never had an interest in using any.
Bio: Rebecca Cleptes, for the most part, was just a regular girl in a fairly regular world. She'd always been clumsy, misjudging the weight of things and occasionally sending them flying across the room. Well, that's what she reckoned was happening, since nothing else had ever signaled Rebecca that she was somehow different from her peers. She was plenty busy with fitting in and doing well in her life on all fronts, often overwhelmed, that even when really bizarre things would happen, she dismissed it as clumsiness or her being too tired to function properly.
In time, though, she began to notice a pattern with these weird occurences, and noticed they began happening more often as she matured. Accidents would sometimes happen with far too heavy things tipping over, and sometimes Rebecca could almost swear she lifted off the ground for just the second it took her to notice. Deciding to test a weird theory, she one day sat down and focused very hard on getting a book to levitate. After 5 minutes of intense straining, she gave up, but was shocked when she lifted the book and it weighed practically nothing. She felt weight return to the book slowly, and focused on making it heavier, almost dropping it when it did indeed get heavy.
Things suddenly made sense, but she still found that she could not really control her powers without intense concentration, and accidents happened with scarily increasing frequency. She knew then her life would not be the same - and of course, it was indeed not. She became more sheltered, having been fairly popular up until then. She reasoned that by keeping to herself, she would not put others in harm's way, and all would be well with the world. However, never coming into contact with anyone proved impossible, and control slipped away from Rebecca, barring the way for more accidents. Soon, a limit had been reached, and she was whisked off to Miss. Dawson's Home.
Dreams/Wishes: Rebecca mainly wants two things from life; to fit in and be accepted and loved by her peers, and to understand and control her powers.
Evil, Good, Walking the Line: While Rebecca aspires to do "the right thing", she can often get overwhelmed and choose the easy way out, despite it maybe not being very morally right.
Siblings: None.
Pets: None, though she is fond of animals.
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