It was an interesting song to start the first day of school on, but that's what he got for hitting shuffle and putting his phone away. Still, he enjoyed the song and didn't feel motivated enough to change it. As he walked through the crowd, people looking his way might catch glimpses of mechanical horrors floating around Kiaba's head, barely visible and insubstantial. They might as well be tricks of the light, those apparitions leaking from his imagination. He kept hold of them and kept them illusory. He didn't want to hurt anybody by accident.
No, if he was going to hurt somebody, it was going to be on purpose.
• Name: Alice Painter • Age: 17 • Species: Human • Abilities: -Familiar: The ability to create and animate an imaginary creature. By drawing the image of a creature and infusing it with part of her spirit, she can bring it into reality. The summoned being seems to be intelligent, but lacks the ability to speak and often requires orders to function. The familiar's abilities are determined by the type of creature it is (A living suit of armor will be stronger and slower than a cat), but by average they will be five times as able as Alice herself. She also cannot give them supernatural abilities of their own, like psychic powers or fire breath. Alice can only maintain two familiars at a time, and only for five minutes. • Skills: - Drawing • Other: Alice is physically frail, sometimes even requiring assistance to perform drawn out physical activity, like climbing a long set of stairs.
It was the perfect day. The sun shone overhead, filtering softly through the branches of her willow tree as Alice put the finishing touches on her drawing. The fresh country air did more for her body now than any number of supplements and drugs back in the city. Taking another deep breath, Alice closed her eyes and enjoyed the soothing sounds of nature until she heard a voice calling her name.
"Alice! It's time to eat lunch!" Her mother yelled from the house. Smiling, Alice packed away her supplies and stood up carefully. Then, as she turned to head inside, a menacing shadow fell over her, and the world was darkness and screams.
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Alice woke with a start, confusion and fear overriding her mind for a few seconds as she scrabbled to get a hand on something solid. Managing to clutch the arm of her seat, she raised one hand to shield her eyes from the sunlight streaming through the window as she fought to control her breathing. "That dream again," She muttered under her breath, reaching over to pull the curtains over the offending sheet of glass. She got a look of the countryside as she did, and saw shops and billboards flanking the highway running parallel to her. Stopping a conductor passing her room, she asked "How long until we arrive, sir?"
"The train will arrive in roughly one hour miss." The man responded, "Is there anything I can do to assist you?"
"No, thank you very much," She replied, smiling at the man as he continued his duties. One hour until she got to her new home. A place where she might be able to put a stop to those dreams, if nothing else.
Gender: Male Age: 16 Year Level: 1 Faction/club: None Power: Own Reality- Kiaba has the ability to mold the world around him temporarily. These changes aren't permanent, and require his focus to maintain. Since he has a hard time focusing for any length of time without help, he can only change small or simple things unaided.
Own Rhythm- This is Kiaba's power boosted by the focusing lens of music. With a familiar beat in his ears working like a metronome for his abilities, his creations can become much more complex. He prefers using beams and shields of energy, since they're simple and easier to maintain, but often the theme of the song will effect his attacks, from changing the tempo of his strikes to leading him to use song specific weapons. Strengths: This power is immensely versatile, giving him access to a wide range of attack and defense options. Weaknesses: His power is dependent on his listening to music. Between every track, there is a couple of seconds where nothing is playing. In those moments he is practically defenseless.
Gender: Female Age: 16 Year Level: 1 Faction/club: None Power: -Talisman Creation: Takami instinctually understands the words to a unique language used to produce supernatural effects. However, pronouncing the words is difficult, and she can only manage to say a few out loud. Instead, she writes short 'spells' on pieces of paper to use in combat. The spells are formed in the same manner as a programming language, and knowing the words does not mean she understands proper grammar. As a result, she keeps her combat spells simplistic, typically only writing for cause and effect (For example: If touching skin, burst into flames). The words must be written precisely to take effect, a process that takes all of Takami's concentration. Once written, the paper can be folded up or reshaped, as long as the writing remains unbroken.
Gender: Male Age: 16 Year Level: C Faction/club: None Power: Own Reality- Kiaba has the ability to mold the world around him temporarily. These changes aren't permanent, and require his focus to maintain. Since he has a hard time focusing for any length of time without help, he can only change small or simple things unaided.
Own Rhythm- This is Kiaba's power boosted by the focusing lens of music. With a familiar beat in his ears working like a metronome for his abilities, his creations can become much more complex. He prefers using beams and shields of energy, since they're simple and easier to maintain, but often the theme of the song will effect his attacks, from changing the tempo of his strikes to leading him to use song specific weapons. Strengths: This power is immensely versatile, giving him access to a wide range of attack and defense options. Weaknesses: His power is dependent on his listening to music. Between every track, there is a couple of seconds where nothing is playing. In those moments he is practically defenseless.