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Gift wrapped Secrets

@Xikari chan
At Winlock High School, students were allowed a free period in the middle of the day to eat lunch. Most went to their homes, or to the many fine restaurants near the school. There were lunch rooms available to those who didn't want to, or couldn't leave the grounds. They were extremely nice, by any standards.

However, Orion Tara preferred to sit on the roof to eat.

As of right now, his backpack was at his side, and sandwich, with a few bites taken out of it, was sitting on a nearby plate. Orion was not paying attention to either object, though. He was staring at his phone, a wide grin spreading across his face.

"Superhuman loose in Downtown Winlock," the news headline read. Below it was a grainy photograph of a green-haired girl, in the middle of tossing a car.
Envy.

It had already been too long since he had seen Shadowbird.

He felt the other presence in his mind, the alien, stretch out, like she was awakening from a deep slumber and had some stiff joints.

Orion didn't even hesitate. Ready? he thought to her, whose energy he already felt pulse through his mind.

Always, she shot back, with a smirk in her voice.

Waves of bright light passed over Orion. His clothes transformed into the shiny black material of Galaxy's costume. A belt encircled his waist, and was fastened by a silver clasp. The light traveled over his outstretched arms, turning into black opera gloves. His sneakers disappeared, and in their place were his combat boots. With a burst of light, his glasses transformed into a shiny visor, and his hair undid itself and changed its colour to a silvery grey. Lastly, he felt the star appear on his cheek.
The light faded away to a faint sparkle around his limbs.

He was Galaxy, the superhero, and he was going to make Envy pay.

Galaxy concentrated and jetted off into the sky. The fierce winds billowed his hair around his face and stroked his exposed skin. He laughed, relishing the feeling of the sweet sky on his body. Grey buildings shot by, and people looked like agitated ants. He faintly saw a figure swinging from buildings-- Shadowbird. He paused for a second to smile at seeing her once more, then rocketed almost vertically towards her tiny form.

Floating a few feet behind her as she swung, Galaxy called out in his melodious voice:
"It's the dark defender of justice; the protector of peace; the winsome warrior of Winlock City-- Shadowbird!"

He flew at her side, catching her beautiful blue eyes. "And she looks good in boots and a cape."

Gift wrapped Secrets

Name: Orion Tara

Alias: Galaxy

Age: 17

Gender: Male

Appearance: Blond hair, shaved at one side, and teased into an elaborate updo at the other, frames an elongated face. Thick black eyebrows sit above long-lashed eyes.They are covered by an enormous pair of glasses, the lenses circular and slightly tinted. He wears a copious amount of earrings in his ears-- everything from flesh plugs to horseshoes adorn his lobes. He usually wears a geometric-patterned dress shirt. He wears simple black jeans, and the same colour shoe.

Outfit: Galaxy wears a sleeveless turtleneck one-piece, made out of a latex-like material. The material seems to shimmer iridescently, like little stars were trapped in the fabric. A simple belt lies on his hips, with a silver buckle. Opera gloves cover his arms, and they are made out of the same strange thing as the main costume. He wears shiny vinyl combat boots. His oversized glasses turn into a crystalline visor, and his hair becomes silvery-white and falls around his shoulders in soft curls. An iridescent star appears on his cheek.

Weapons: None.

Powers: Agility, slightly enhanced speed, flight, combat, and plasma manipulation.

Strengths: Witty, intelligent, charismatic, daring, eccentric.

Weaknesses: Introverted, reckless at times as Galaxy, aggressive, domineering, emotional.

Bio: Gained powers a few years ago from an alien being that melded with his mind. Now fights crime with Shadowbird.

Anything Else: n/a.

Romance Survival

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Superhero RP!

I don't know if you're still accepting, but this sounds quite awesome.

Romance Survival

Yo, I'm up for almost anything. :) I particularly adore sci-fi, tho.

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Band Beats

Freddie Gerdie

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Name:
Fredrika "Freddie" Gerdie

Age:
17

Instruments:
Saxophone, played clarinet for a while.

Personality:
Was forced into learning an instrument in middle school, then she decided that she liked it. Freddie's a pretty laid back person. She's not the best at sax, but she's not the worst either. A definite slacker, so she probably won't do anything with sax after high school. Charismatic in an odd way. Could be considered a tomboy, but she really, really doesn't care about labels.

Other:
Is an artist, and is constantly sketching odd designs. Curses creatively. Sometimes plays electric guitar in the jazz band.

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Grover Santiago

Grover is short, standing at a mere 5 feet 2 inches. He is not the most in-shape person, either. However, it's nothing out of the ordinary.

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Name:
Grover Santiago

Age:
16

Instruments:
Mainly tuba/sousaphone, but is just as good at euphonium.

Personality:
Grover's the kind of person that it's impossible to stay sad around. He's funny, sweet, and a tad naive. He loves to have fun, and is quite reckless in his pursuit of it. He's good with feelings, and by extension, girls. But he's not what anyone would call 'boyfriend material'. It's his mission to be friends with everyone, and so far, he's succeeding. This mission causes him to be too agreeable, and finds it hard to say 'no'. Grover is extremely irresponsible, but is quite dedicated to the things he cares about: music, and his friends.
This happy-go-lucky personality is really a facade, but no one has seen what lies underneath.

Other:
Plays cello, violin, and dabbles in the mandolin. He is a very good writer (is in Journalism), and speaks a bit of Spanish.

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