Prosaic

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I'll have my first post up in a bit!

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@ShwiggityShwah Yeah, I could see him being pretty useful for that. If the enemy makes the mistake of daydreaming about their victory, he'll be able to scope around.

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@Metronome I dig it, Silas works really well as a defensive support type.

Breaking the Sun

PERSONNEL FILE

{ SAGE WORCESTER }

{ 628709 }

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General Information

name:// Sage Andreas Worcester.
age:// 19.
birth date:// December 13th.
gender:// Male.
occupation:// College Student.

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Biology

height:// 5"11.
weight:// 145 lbs.
hair color:// Brunette.
eye color:// Brown.
tattoos, scars, piercings:// Straight scar located on the inside of his right wrist.

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Psychology

ability:// Apostle.

personality:// Sage has an extremely unstable sense of self and his personality can come off as insincere. He has a bit of an attitude problem and tends to act out as a means of garnering attention or infamy. He wants to be seen as unflinching and unbreakable. This nature can often lead to him being very rude and making nasty commentary, he seemingly wants to start drama. When provoked, his temper can quickly spiral out of control and swing into violence.

He is extremely confident and cocky, though this front is a little transparent and can make other parties unsure if he actually likes himself as much as he acts like he does. He tends to act as if he's invincible and maintains something of a God complex. He can be extremely reckless at times and make split second decisions, he often gets into bad situations because of this. He's very restless and becomes bored easily.

Despite his mostly negative qualities, he maintains a kind of gallow's humor about his situation. The jokes tend to be grim but it seems to help him keep a steady head about everything that's going on. He's also a bit flirtatious but his flirtations are of a passive nature, he doesn't take them very seriously. He can be a good conversationalist if one can get past his many, varying moods and has a quick wit about him. He favors sarcasm and observational humor.

family history://

• Miranda Olivia Worcester//mother//alive.
• Miles Harris Worcester//father//alive.
• Willow Amelia Worcester//sister//alive.
• Charles Andreas Worcester//grandfather//dec*apostle.
• Iris Natalia Worcester//grandmother//dec.

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Miscellaneous Information

He attempted suicide at sixteen, he's been diagnosed with borderline personality disorder.

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Silent Sleeper

_{"Silent Sleeper"}



24.

Male.

Personality.
Silas is a quiet soul, not a man of many words. He's painfully shy and a bit closed off, it can be hard for him to connect to people. That's not to say that he doesn't like people though, he just finds social situations to be somewhat scary. This shy nature can make him appear as if he purposely doesn't want excess contact with his fellow heroes, this is simply not the case.

If one manages to hold a conversation with him, he's very kind and caring. He's very much the doting type and he'll put the needs of those he cares for above himself. He's extremely empathetic and understanding, almost to a point where it's draining for him. He can be a bit of a "mom friend" at times and tries to take care of those that he thinks might need him.

He loves to help and he loves to crack jokes, you just have to get past the closed off exterior. He also maintains a kind of reckless bravery, he's willing to go the extra mile when it's required of him.

Dream Manipulation.
He can create, shape, enter and manipulate the dreams of himself and others, including modifying, suppressing, fabricating, influencing, manifesting, sensing, and observing dreams as well as nightmares, daydreams, ect. He can produce and modify dreams, bestow nightmares or lucid dreaming, entrap people in REM, and promote spiritual/emotional healing within dreams.

However, should he use these abilities too often, he can succumb to a kind of narcolepsy. He loses control over when he's awake and when he's asleep, these sleeps will usually end in tremendous nightmares. When he's awake, he'll find himself hallucinating and groggy. For his own mental health, it's best that he uses his powers sparingly. These side effects pass in time.

While it's impossible to stop him from entering your unconscious mind, it's very possible to stop him from lulling your conscious mind into unconsciousness. The sensation that he refers to as "threading the needle" is very prickly and almost painful for the host mind, if it's dealt with quickly, he can be disengaged by any form of attack. People with psychic based powers will find it much easier to dissuade him without upfront attack, though they can also fight him easily in the dream realm if they need to.

Any injuries inflicted upon him in a dream will reflect upon his waking body, meaning that he can die in a dream and die in the waking world simultaneously.

Appearance.
A graceful, slender, boy that stands in around an even six feet. Silas is handsome with a fine featured face, a pointed chin and high cheekbones. He has golden-brown hair that he keeps trimmed close and brown eyes that are shrouded in long, black eyelashes. He has a pointed, sharp-tipped nose that has a cluster of prominent freckles.

His mouth is full and shapely, a prominent scar cuts through the corner of it. A strip of three, ruddy scars that almost mimic fingers mark the left side of his neck. Both of these prominent scars were acquired in dream combat.

He's bony in frame without much muscular structure, he's very pale and he's splattered in freckles.

History.
Par·a·som·ni·a
Noun.
A disorder characterized by abnormal or unusual behavior of the nervous system during sleep.

Silas Erik Myers was born in Brooklynn, New York to a fairly poor family, though his childhood was very normal. He had a pair of loving parents that rarely argued and a younger sister that he loved very dearly. They were a pretty happy family despite their struggle to make a living, there weren't really any problems until Silas began to suffer from sleep paralysis at the age of six. This was the first of many sleeping disorders that would appear in the young boy, it was soon followed by sleepwalking. Chronic and debilitating nightmares followed next.

His parents couldn't afford a sleep specialist and these disorders went untreated but they did attempt to find solutions for it from home. He managed them with as many home remedies as he possibly could, finding ways to break his sleep paralysis and to keep himself from wandering about while he was unconscious. There was really no help for the nightmares.

He dreamt of terrible things constantly, so much that it eventually lead to him staying up out of fear of dreaming. He became a bit of an insomniac for some time, busying himself at night and only crashing when his body really demanded it. When he turned sixteen, he had his first good dream in years. It was odd though, he was strangely detached from the events of the dream.

The colors were burningly vibrant and his sister was there. She was dreaming of chasing their dog down the sidewalk near their house. She was laughing and every time she got close enough, the dog would look at her with his tongue lolling and run another few steps. It was like watching a movie sequence and he was very confused by it. In the days that followed, he kept having dreams that featured his sister and in all of them, he was just a passenger.

It wasn't until he accidentally sparked the growth of a flower that he realized. He started to experiment, trying bigger and better things. Sometimes he would make beautiful things, grand and shining things, and other times he would make terrible things, disgusting and abhorrent things.

By the time he turned twenty, his control over the dreamscape had become unshakeable. He found that he could do anything, as long as he had the imagination for it. He had moved out of his parents house by then, and he had taken up a vastly undersized apartment in the Bronx. The good thing about his apartment complex was the variety of dreams there were to hop through each night. He learned everything he needed to know about his neighbors by scoping their dreams.

The bad part about his apartment was the crime rate. It was extremely dangerous to live there and he had heard many horror stories of good people that had suffered from unfortunate events. He hated watching people suffer, he wanted to help.

Like all good people with powers, he decided to do something brave. He decided to become a vigilante.

He took to the streets at the age of twenty two, and this ended catastrophically. He was found later, passed out, injured and talking furiously in his sleep. The robber was found a small distance away. He was brought to New Horizons promptly, where he was a bit adverse to the idea but eventually settled in. He enjoys working with his team now but he can't help but wondering if there's something more out there.

Other.
He often doesn't dream naturally because of his power and tends to skulk around other people's dreams.

Relationship Table

Ka'van Soeray
The solar eclipse to Phoenix Dawn's sunlight, if there's not balance on a team then a team can't function. I think he's troubled and it makes me worry about him, I don't even have to look in his dreams to know that he's homesick. I try to offer him a hand if he ever seems like he needs one. He's controlled and he's precise. He reminds me of a well trained chess master, he always knows where his next move is. I envy his precision, I'd like to learn from him in that manner.

On another note, if someone had told me when I was a teenager that I'd be working with an alien on a super team then I would have been pretty damn excited.

Miles Miller
Like sunlight sparkling on water, Miles is a very bright personality. I honestly like him a lot and that's saying something because people tend to scare me a bit. There's something about him that makes him very easy to like, he seems to just roll with life. He's very good at his job and he takes it very seriously. I've seen what he has to offer for his team and it's impressive. He likes order and he keeps things tightly managed but I can respect that, I try not to impose on other people's space if I can help it.

Dreams aside, of course, I've accidentally imposed on a few of his dreams but. . . Come on, it's not like I change things around. That would be downright rude.

Ricardo Fenix
The sunlight himself, Ricardo is an ever-burning example of what heroism should be. Though his ego can be a bit inflated, I respect that he doesn't seem resentful of his position. He is the poster child for what we all should aspire to be and I wish I shared his enthusiasm. I don't know what possessed our higher ups to place me on a team with the sun and the shadow but it can be a lot to live up to. I'm just glad that he's easy to get along with despite his need to be in the spotlight.

I feel like his dumb kid brother sometimes in a way, like I'm just tagging along on his missions, he really outshines most people.

Alice Jefferson
Dandelions, hardy and beautiful, Alice is someone that you just love to love. I feel like a lot of us sort of see her as a motherly figure, she tends to have an authorative nature. She seems to love being a hero almost as much as Ricardo, though with much less of his abrasive enthusiasm. She's someone that's easy to trust and hard to lie to, I think that I respect her more than I respect the leaders in New Horizons.

I'd sooner follow her off a cliff then I'd follow our bosses off a cliff. She has that affect on me.

Sydney Lorraine
Leaves skipping across the ground, any person with eyes can see that Sydney would prefer to be anywhere but on the battlefield. I think that we're similar in a way but I can't really put my finger on it, maybe I just want to get to know her better. She's really useful to have around and she's very good at getting information, but. . . I find her dreams are hard to tap into.

I think she's on another plane of existence, but I like her hair a lot.

Jane Martin
Wild fire, Jane is someone who consumes the room with her energy. She's loud and she's enthusiastic, sometimes it seems as if she was cut from the same cloth as Ricardo. She's probably one of the bravest people that I've ever met and even though she's basically a glob, she's a really nice glob.

Globs are cool and globs dream, so that's even cooler.

Elliot Reider
Rain pattering off asphalt, Elliot is very calming by nature. Her shyness is a stark contrast to the persona that she displays when she's under her hero name, though I find that happens with myself as well. She's very interesting and I like her, I think if we ever got the chance to make a connection, we'd click.

I've decided to help her with visiting her friend who passed on, whatever happens, I promise it won't be boring.

Valora Beaumont
Wind so strong that it rattles glass, she strikes me as being very nervy and highstrung, she's the kind of person that I naturally just worry about. At times, I think we're almost each other's caretakers and it's comforting because it’s hard work caring about everyone else. She brings me real food sometimes, which I'm insanely grateful for. I try to make her environment as animal free as physically possible and we click in that way. Mutual comfort and lots of worrying.

She's the only person who's dreams I alter, she's anxious enough without dreaming of animals.

Joseiah Kimbell
Snow drifting through the trees, it's ironic that I should want to compare him to snow. Joseiah is loveable, where I feel like the dumb kid brother to Ricardo, I feel like Joseiah is the older brother that I can come to with my problems. A warm nature despite his powers and a good humor, he listens to my ideas and he never seems to judge me. I think that's why I'm so comfortable with him, he doesn't ever give me a reason not to be.

If I go into his dreams and he becomes lucid enough to greet me, would he be able to dream freeze me? These are the questions.

Onyx

Curiousity killed the cat but satisfaction brought it back. I don't know Onyx all that well yet but luckily, I like cats. He's got a very friendly nature about him which makes his company easy to appreciate. It's a little odd, talking to a cat, but if odd threw me off them I'd be a very sad man here.

What do cats even dream about? I've got to check that out.

Willow Creed

Willow appears to be a very fitting name for him, he reminds me of weeping willows in the way that they're beautiful but also very sad. I worry for him, it's a different sort of worry than what I spare for most people. I feel that there's something beneath the surface there, and I long to help him with it. This is my problem with people a lot of the time, I find myself almost yearning to do more and I don't even know what troubles him.

His dreams are disturbing, not in a manner that makes me feel an aversion to them but rather, it makes me wonder. It makes me wonder a lot.

Yatzil

A hurricane for sure, Yatzil us a destructive force of nature but not because she's bad. Her recklessness is fueled by a desire to follow her own whims and she is possibly one of the most interesting people that I've ever had the pleasure of meeting. She has a nature about her that just naturally makes you not want to mess with her but she's also extremely easy to get along with. However, her method of affection can be a bit. . . Rough at times.

I wish she'd stop trying to train me, she's going to give me a heart attack.

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The Silent Sleeper

_{"The Silent Sleeper"}



24.

Male.

Personality.
Silas is a quiet soul, not a man of many words. He doesn't connect easily with people but he does care for them, he's extremely empathetic to a point where it can drain on him at times. He wears his heart on his sleeve and it's never a struggle to know how he's feeling. He tries to help where he can but he's painfully shy, people seem to sort of scare him.

He often finds himself dodging conversation or trying to wiggle out of social situations. If one manages to hold a conversation with him, he's very kind and caring. He's very much the doting type and he'll put the needs of those he cares for above himself.

Dream Manipulation.
He can create, shape, enter and manipulate the dreams of himself and others, including modifying, suppressing, fabricating, influencing, manifesting, sensing, and observing dreams as well as nightmares, daydreams, ect. He can produce and modify dreams, bestow nightmares or lucid dreaming, entrap people in REM, and promote spiritual/emotional healing within dreams.

However, should he use these abilities too often, he can succumb to a kind of narcolepsy. He loses control over when he's awake and when he's asleep, these sleeps will usually end in tremendous nightmares. When he's awake, he'll find himself hallucinating and groggy. For his own mental health, it's best that he uses his powers sparingly. These side effects pass in time.

Any injuries inflicted upon him in a dream will reflect upon his waking body.

Appearance.
Silas is a tall boy, built very slender and long legged. He's conventionally attractive with a fine featured face, high cheekbones and a pointed chin. He has pale skin, lightly freckled around the bridge and tip of his nose and a pair of light brown eyes. His hair is a light brown with a bit of a blond undertone.

He has many scars, one in particular that cuts through the side of his mouth.

History.
Silas suffered from a sleeping disorder known as parasomnia throughout his entire life, this disorder caused sleep paralysis and sleepwalking. It was a bit of a pain to deal with but he quickly became used to it. He took precautions to avoid sleepwalking and learned as many techniques as he could to break sleep paralysis. Though all of these things couldn't change that his dreams were extremely realistic and terrifying for him.

He lived a fairly normal life until he started to develop his powers in teenhood. He didn't quite know what was going on at the time, just that he had started having more pleasant dreams than he was used to. He was starting to experience these dreams in an oddly disconnected way, as if he were simply viewing them and not partaking in them.

He started to discover that he could change the course of these dreams with some effort and focus and thus began his ability to control his powers. By the time that he was twenty, he'd become kind of a pro at changing and affecting dreams, it was something that he kept to himself for the most part.

When he was twenty two, he decided to take this power to the streets to follow in the footsteps of many heroes before him. He decided to test the waters with his ability and to see if he could get into the waking mind of a man that was trying to rob a young woman, this ended catastrophically. He ended up passing out from the strain and was found later with a deep cut in the corner of his mouth, while talking furiously in his sleep. The robber was also found passed out nearby.

He was promptly brought to New Horizons. He didn't put up much of a fight when he got there and seemed to roll with his new environment easily but he was far from comfortable.

Other.
He often doesn't dream naturally because of his power and tends to skulk around other people's dreams.

@Metronome Here's my application!
Let me know if there's anything that I should change or edit. I gave him weaknesses because I figured that everyone needs some weaknesses.

Superheroes meets Big Brother

I'm interested.

The Sands of Time

LOCATION — BRADY RESIDENCE.
INTERACTING WITH — COLIN BRADY - @Altered Tundra

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Careful.
He leaned over the display case, twisting the magnifying lens over his glasses for a better look. The specimen was good, he'd bought it in an online auction. He'd been wanting to collect a white and a black peppered moth for as long as he could remember. He'd finally managed to find a black one and he'd spent a good chunk of his savings on securing it. While most people would cringe and shy away from insects, Zeke kind of loved them.

His childhood had been full of bringing insects inside for the purpose of looking them up in a book that he'd sort of stolen from the local library. It had left him with a pretty in depth knowledge of insects and their ecology. He had been very interested in trying to inform his siblings about them, though he understood that they didn't share his passion. He wanted to be an entomologist, it was the only job that had ever really seemed to fit. He just wasn't sure how his parents would feel.

That was always the issue. He was very eager to impress his parents despite their somewhat overbearing nature. He didn't want to talk to them about bugs or science, he was better off with dodging them and pretending he was happy to be a barista for the rest of his existence. Shawn wasn't happy about his current choice to remain at home and work at the Java but he was dealing with it and that was fine with Zeke. If Shawn criticized the Java Cafe then it wouldn't effect him, if Shawn criticized entomology then Zeke might get his feelings hurt. Best to avoid that.

He carefully pinched the wing of the moth with his tweezers, straightening it out and pushing the pin through. He adjusted the body with one side of the tweezers, he was about to work on settling the legs when his phone startled him. He nearly dropped his tweezers in his momentary panic. He carefully placed them back into the cup on his desk, shutting the glass on the display case. He'd come back to it when he was ready.

He picked up his phone, unlocking it. It was always good to see that Colin was contacting him but The Edge? He had been to the night club before, it was sort of like a rite of passage to sneak in at least once. He'd been sixteen and kind of reckless then, he'd been more than happy to follow a group of dumb boys into a night club. He hadn't gone since, though he was technically old enough now. It would definitely be a good change of pace.

He quickly texted him back, glad for once that he was technically an adult and Shawn had no ability to stop him from strolling out the door.

To: Colin.
Just putting this out there, if anybody else sent me that, I'd tell them no because it's of monumental importance that I don't socialize outside of the Java but since it's you and I feel like I haven't seen you in a year.... fine.

The first order of business was to put his magnifying lens glasses away. He was starting to get a headache from wearing them for too long. He carefully placed them in the cup with his tweezers and all of his other utensils. The second order of business was to get himself dressed in something that wouldn't embarrass him or Colin. He scrounged around his dresser with a bit more dedication than usual.

He eventually settled on a light blue dress shirt, a gray blazer and black pants. He paired it off with his black pointed toe boots. He looked himself over in the mirror, carefully combing his shaggy hair back. When he pushed it back like this, he thought that it made him look older. It made him look a little less like the kid brother that would eagerly be following Colin around. That was exactly what he was going to be but he didn't need to look the part.

After he was content with how he looked and he'd hidden his journal away from prying eyes, he finally left the comforts of his bedroom. He closed the door quietly behind him, hoping to sneak out before his dad could say anything him. If he was real quiet then he could avoid even the slightest "Zeke, what are you up to" inquiry.

After successfully exiting the house without so much of a stray peep, he drew in a deep breath of the night time air. It had that muggy summer feeling to it that made him feel stupid in a warm blazer. The back of his neck was already getting clammy. He considered aborting the blazer entirely but he was not a quitter. The outfit was structurally perfect, if he dismantled it while waiting for Colin then he'd look like an idiot. He'd rather look sweaty than like an idiot.

Fukushima Uesugi High School

I'm interested!

Vivid Recollections: Into the World Unknown (Season 1 COMPLETE)

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