#Attempt3.1
| NAME: |
Jacob Mackoy
| NICKNAME(S): |
Jay (J)
| ALIAS(ES): |
Mimic
| ABILITIES: |
Stage One(Mimic):
With a touch Mimic transforms to look like/be the person he is touching. (The transformation is instantaneous, reality 'ripples' and he is changed).
Stage Two(More Mimic):
Mimic gains the power of anyone he mimics if they have one. (He won't know how to use it so would be stuck at Stage One of their power).
Stage Three(SUPER Mimic):
When Mimic mimics someone he keeps their memory for as long as he is in that form, once he changes form the memories start to fade. (With their memory he would be able to operate their power at the level they can).
Stage Four(Eye mimic):
Mimic can mimic someone through eye contact.
Limitations:
Touch or later eye contact is required to Mimic someone.
If he mimics someone the limitations of their power come aswell as the power.
At first Mimic must maintain skin on skin contact for around 10 seconds to mimic someone, as he learns more about his power this time decreases culminating in the ability to mimic someone with eye contact.
Every time Mimic touches someone he will be tempted/urged to mimic them, If he is forced into contact for long enough (At the start say 30 seconds, as he grows more powerful the time increases) he will mimic them involuntarily. (This also applies when he is asleep or knocked out).
Mimic is highly allergic to Wasp stings and thus terrified of them.
| SAMPLE POST:|
"Jacob Jacob Jacob.. why do you make me do this to you?"
Through the dizzy fog of concussion Jacob heard the mocking tone, the gloating voice of Davey Knickleson standing over him.
Enraged he pushed himself off the floor and launched a solid punch towards the blurry form of his current nemesis, Davey sidestepped and Jacob found himself sprawling past in no position to resist as Davey grabbed a handhold of his dark brown hair and using Jacobs own momentum dragged his face along the rugged brick wall of the small alley.
As he hit the floor there was a moment of bliss and then the scraped and gouged skin of his cheek burned its presence into his mind.
A shadow, his shadow fell across Jacob.
"If I find any more of my possessions in your bag I'm turning you in Jacob, You might be my sisters friend, you arn't mine."
This was punctuated by a sharp blinding pain in Jacobs stomach as a booted foot slammed home. On the floor he writhed in his agony, desperately drawing breath in great gasps. When he finally recovered enough to look about Davey was gone.
He took his time standing up, the blood on his face was drying and the sharp twinges in his stomach every time he made a sudden move told of deep bruising. Still he hobbled over to his backpack and upon finding only school books he filled the air with vile curses, Davey had taken his whole weeks collection! Food was going to be scarce for the foreseeable future.
| NOTES:|
Lemonade
