Meridian

~✶Our Brightest Stars✶~ ~Always Open!~

Name: Malachi 'Mal' Carver
Age: 14
Gender: Male
Nationality: American
Current Location: Silicon Valley
Appearance: Tall, skinny African American. Short, black curly hair, big dark brown eyes, dark caramel skin. Long fingers, full lips. All elbows and knees, very gangly. Tends to wear oversized shirts and skinny jeans with black sneakers. Always has a black tool belt round his waist.
Star: Eight pointed stars on both his hands. The south point is the longest, followed by the east and west.
Star Power: Mind of Mechanisms. He understands how everything works with just a cursory glance at it. He can build anything as well with whatever is around him, although the durability or strength of whatever he builds depends on what he makes it out of. He's a gifted programmer, and knows machine code.
Corrupted/Uncorrupted: Uncorrupted
Personality: Mal is a cheerful, friendly kid. Very talkative and says what's on his mind all the time, especially when he's trying to figure out something. He's fidgety, hyper, excitable. Very proficient in Math, and a fast runner, not to the extent of any starred runner. He stammers when he's nervous.
Background: His parents are computer programmers, he has two older sisters in college. His stars appeared late when he was ten, but before then he'd been interested in tinkering with things.
Trivia: Likes- Superhero movies, video game, dogs, rock music, soccer. Dislikes- Fast food, cricket, waiting for things. Is scared of spiders beyond reason, and actually doesn't like Spider-Man because of it.
Other:
Per Aspera Ad Astra

The New Rebirth

Don't like to double post, was waiting for someone to post again before I do.

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@Remipa Awesome It's tonight over here ;D xp

Kidding, will wait ^~^

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Vote- uhhhhh A. A is the picking out of a hat thing, right? XD I go with the most random.

~✶Our Brightest Stars✶~

If I can reserve a power- Engineering (ish.. I don't know what to call it): the ability to build anything seen before and know how any mechanical object works.

~✶Our Brightest Stars✶~

Dying of interest~

Rosewood- the School for the Gifted

Zephyr

Zephyr smirked as the pixie yielded in fear, watching him collapse onto the floor. He rose after a short while, and with a threat that Zephyr might have found more threatening if he hadn't just frightened him into submission, Zensei left the room. Zephyr looked down at his outfit, which was still a pristine white and grinned. Nice, first battle won. He sauntered out of the room win his hands in his pockets and headed back to the main hall, curious as to who he would get to fight next. Back in the hall were Leval and the new vampire, among some other students.

He walked to a bench and sat down, waiting for the rest of the students. Hopefully his performance would be good enough for him to move up a rank. He was fairly certain it was his casual attitude that had put him where he was in the first place, and decided to give this place a little more seriousness. Likely his next opponents would be far more challenging.

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Luckily for Grant, the gym was nearly empty when he arrived. He wasn't crying, but he had the crazy urge to hit something. So that was what he did. Picking up a pair of boxing gloves, he moved to the punching bag in the corner, although he didn't see the bag, he saw the guy Adelisa was flirting with. He hit him once. Looks like we both weren't right for each other after all. He him it again. Dammit. He hit 'the guy' twice more in quick succession, each punch more powerful than the last. How did he feel about Addie? He loved her. Grant wasn't always the most fun guy out there, preferring his quiet activities or hiking to partying, preferring to make connections and go for tons of internships to hanging out at a bar, but Addie was his fun side. She made him laugh, feel more alive than the thought of becoming a lawyer. It was his dream, but she'd been his life. Except for the part where you were too ashamed to be seen with her, a snide voice from the back of his mind reminded him. He hit the bag with all his might. Suddenly it didn't look like the guy,it looked like him. Sweat streamed down his face. No, not ashamed. He'd never been ashamed of his beautiful, beautiful Addie.

Then what? She'd complained about how he'd never even hold her hand in public, how he'd never mentioned her as his girlfriend to his mother or pretty much anyone but Hunter and Jareth. He hadn't been ashamed, he knew that much. He'd been afraid. Of what people would say, yeah. His father, before he'd been shot in a courtroom, had always told him that he'd have it harder than other people, white people, yes. People would subconsciously or consciously judge him, and it was important that he never give them a reason to think him a thug, a delinquent, anything less than the best lawyer. He needed to conform. So he had, until Adelisa came around. She was beautiful, and he'd wanted her, but he still didn't want to risk everything he'd worked for over how unorthodox she was. Her tattoos, her piercings.. It hadn't fit with the image he wanted, so he pretended to everyone that she wasn't in the image at all.

But hell, now that she wasn't in the image at all... Grant's fists were a blur, giving blow after blow until he could hardly think. I need her, he thought, panting, but it looks like she doesn't need me. Giving a last, tired punch, he tore the gloves off and wiped his face with the towel round his neck. He wouldn't ask for her back, he didn't deserve the chance, and maybe she'd find someone better suited for her. Grant was giving up. He walked out of the gym, heading back to his condo for a shower.

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@Savi Happy Birthday Ex! X3

So much catching up to do

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JarBear is officially my baby.