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@Burning Kittythey should call him Sherlock or Spoiler

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@Burning Kittyi can neither confirm nor deny Kinney being her surname

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Perhaps he could talk to Forge about making something to help. There was a girl a while ago, Surge, who has a similar power, but she just constantly generated electricity. She needed a device of some sort in order to use that electricity so she wouldn't explode. Shawn remembered her fondly, the second anniversary of her leaving was fast approaching.

He shook his head to himself. Shawn couldn't rely on gadgets to do what his powers already could. This wasn't a pride thing, he reminded himself. It wasn't that he thought that using gadgets to help him would make it seem as if he wasn't good enough to properly use his powers. It wasn't that he needed to prove to Heidi and his teammates that he could fix this problem without the help of others. It was... Shawn needed to be able to compress energy and fire it without the worry of it destabilizing. He could fire small beams, finger tip sized ones, but something as large as his hand and much more dense was his next goal to surpass.

Getting lost in thought, Shawn's hands shifted, and he lost control of the ball of energy. It flew forward and exploded. Shawn snapped back to reality, and attempted to absorb the dispersed energy. This resulted in no casualties other than himself, and shawn was knocked onto his back with a rather forceful thud. He was quiet for a moment, breathing softly and quietly for a good moment before groaning rather loudly.

"Damn." He let out a second, quieter groan. "I didn't even fire it this time."

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"Language, please." Charles reminded Tatiana with a tap of his temple. "But yes, where did you find the pig? Tatiana seems to have rid the area of pigs before now." He wasn't oblivious. He knew a few things that his students did around campus, whether it he through his mind's eye, or through word of mouth.

Laura actually smirked at the boy and took a step back. Still, she said nothing, and went to looking st the books around the office to occupy her time while Charles dealt with other matters.

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"Yeah. Peter, you're with me." Sally motioned him forward. "Dave!" She called out, but was quickly shushed by Peter, who didn't want to make a scene.

The man came by with a dry laugh and looked at Sally. "What's up? You can't tell me that even you forgot which was left is."

She laughed back, dryer and even more tired, as if it were a competition. "No, could you help Bonnibel here with finding the good Raegan Books? I'm taking Peter to get some translation and language books first."

David nodded. "So, looks like I'm your substitute partner for the President project. I'm David Alleyne."

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"Okay!" Forge exclaimed to himself. "Everyone with me to the control room. You know the drill, one by one, you'll be tested to the limits of your body and mutation. Miss Darkholme will he in the Danger room with you all individually, examining you and grading you. Up first. Chrys Corriender."

Power Rangers: Neo

Colour: Onyx (black)

Name: Tamora Jean Calhoun

Age: 16

Personality: Blunt and brash, Tamora isn't afraid to show people her area of expertise and tell them just how wrong they are. This hasn't made her a popular girl around school, but she didn't go to high school to walk out with droves of friends. Those she trusts are few and far in between, but Tamora is willing to go to any lengths for those people.

Brief Bio: Tamora is a part of the generation after the power rangers, but that doesn't mean that she hadn't heard the stories. She spent all of her time inventing and playing around, trying to build her own giant robots to save people with since the power Rangers weren't around anymore. Almost all of her time was spent in a garage, workshop, or on the streets racing. She wasted no time in getting her feet on the road to drive the junkyard cars she spent so long fixing and tuning. She isn't the best loser around, but she doesn't rub her wins in the faces of others, only looking for the next challenge.

While more of a brawler, Tamora received martial arts lessons since she was a young child, and while skilled, she forgets to practice as much as she should.

Her father was an adreneline junkie as well, having been arrested on multiple occasions for racing and traffic violations. Rather than telling her to not take his path, he challenged her to do better, and she still has yet to be even identified by the police officers.

stats

Strength:3
Speed:1
IQ:4
Health: 4

Notes:

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@Loonyyes, in the character tab please

Power Rangers idea pitch thing

We are in the process of getting an Official thread up soon, so please stay posted, everyone!

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Charles, upon hearing the old wooden door creak open, lifted his head to the incoming Tatiana and Prankster. "There's no need for that. This matter can be solved quiet quickly, I'm sure." Charles' friend mistook that for the queue to step forward and put some fear into the boy herself. She looked naturally tense, her lax face was one with a slight scowl infused with that, and was only made worse as she looked to intimidate him. She raised a hand, almost looking to punch him despite being several feet away, but was stopped as Charles raised a hand. "I'm sorry, Laura. I didn't mean that for you to step forward. We can discuss this simply by talking." He spoke to her through his telpathy, reminded by his request to not use her name vocally.

"Now, why exactly did you place the pig on Tatiana's bed? Has she done anything to you to deserve this kind of response, or was this a movement of warning?" Charles was no stranger of such moves being made as a warning to others. Erik certainly had his fair share of moments, most notably the Cuban Missile Crisis and the unveiling of the Sentinel Project.

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"Forge, you can hear me, right?" Raven called from the Danger Room floor, even though Forge was only a few feet away working at a panel. "Oh, right. You're not in the control room. Anyways, when you get up there, keep an eye on Chrys' heart rate and brainwave activity. If you show any signs that would lead me to believing that your problems aren't as easy as you say they are, I'm going to ground you to the med bay so quick that you're going to get whiplash."

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"Yeah." Sally sighed and motioned for Bonny and Peter to follow her around. "Miss Moonstar doesn't like using textbooks, they omit too much of the actual truth to be considered useful. In nearly every textbook, mutants don't even exist."

"People have made many Chernobyl jokes since I have come here. I do not think they know what actually happened there." Peter put his own two cents into the conversation, hoping to stay relevant in this changing conversation. "History is written by those in charge, and they hope to erase certain facts."

"Yeah? Well they aren't going to erase mutants." There was a bit of an edge to Sally's tired and dull voice, but she soon relaxed as she cast a smile at the librarian, sitting it his wide desk and humming a tune as he moved some books around. "Hey, David. Where's the Reagan stuff at? Miss Moonstar is making us research him."

The librarian looked up in a confused manner. Only one person actually care little enough to use his first name, and it was her right there asking there the good stuff was. He shot her a smile and a wave. "Biographies are in the back left corner, historical books about his time period would be in the front left corner. Everything in historics is organized by area, time, topic, then name. You know this already, Sal." He shook his head and smiled again, getting back to his work while Sally took her two new friends along to look at books on the left hand side of the library.

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"Well, in that case. We have five years, maximum. I'll have Scott help where he can, but if the situation is this fragile, then we will need to steer clear of a select few people." Charles knew that he didn't have to speak verbally to communicate to his old friend. She didn't like speaking physically, and through their shared mental connection was how she spoke. However, Charles simply liked to speak. It kept the real world from being too quiet, and it was always funny to see the young students wonder who he was talking to.

They reached his office, and Charles had decided that they had enough time to conitnue their little conversation before Tatiana came through with the prankster. "I know you didn't say anything to him, but for all intents and purposes, he is not allowed to be near you while this is taken care of. The purifiers are already trouble enough, and Logan doesn't like sitting idly while they attack mutants, but this is much more serious. I'll speak to Blake and Remy. Maybe they can try and quiet this situation before it becomes as bad as you say it does."

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Emma and Booker were both talking in the privacy of their office when they got the message from Charles. Emma looked to her old friend with wide eyes and a small smile.

"Well, isn't this interesting. Booker, it would be so easy for me to walk in and tell them not to do it. Even easier for Charles to do it from the comfort of his upstate mansion"

"You know that's not how he wants it done. No violence, no mind control." It was going to be tough, Booker knew this. Even though three telepaths lived in the school, Booker knew that Charles did not want this to be an open and shut case where they could simply walk in, force these people to rethink their entire life-stance, and make them change a decision which had likely been planned for years before even now.

Emma stood from her seat, walking towards the door. Booker leaned forward and leered at Emma. "If I see on the news that Transi-"

"Booker." She interrupted him. "I'm just going down stairs. I want to look at my academy before we embark to rescue the survivors. Once we confirm that no one has stayed behind, we'll move onto the appointed rendezvous point. I will have my Warlocks back." And with that she left. While she was going to go and see if she couldn't find some sort of satalite map of a location maybe an hour or two away, she wanted to speak to someone first, the first person in this house that she might have considered her pupil.

She purposefully used her telepathy to find Rosemary, and bumped into her to make it seem like an accident. "Oh, my. Hello, Rosemary. I trust all is going well?"

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"Corriender." Raven Darkholme stopped Chrys just as he entered the classroom. Her hand shot out to keep him from walking further into the room. "Bloody nose. Have you already been checked out by Doc Clement?" She and all of Chrys' other teachers had been told of Chrys' condition after the encounter the day before, but she didn't know about his newly freed power, nor if the Doctor actually cleared him for combat.

Forge was in there too, and waved to the children as they entered. "Don't mind me, just fixing something."

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"Nope." Shawn shrugged. "All my work's done, so I'm just gonna relax for the rest of the period until we move onto the next." He actually wanted to work on his powers. It wasn't the danger room, but being outside and facing away from the school was the next best place to practice.

He stepped away from the groun and took a breath. His hands moved to form a circle, Shawn creating a ball of energy that he attempted to fill his hands with, then condense into a smaller size. Had he not lost it during the fight with the radiative man, they would have won. The bank wouldn't have exploded, and so many lives wouldn't have been lost. Those were all on his shoulders, it was his fault that things ended how they did. He needed to be better so that wouldn't happen next time.

He struggled compressing it. His hands threatened to part to make way for the expanding ball, but he fought to keep it at such a small size. He didn't stop, though. He needed to get this to work, it was his primary goal before they went out into the field again.

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@GrizzTheMaulerPoor Chrys, but at least he can give cyclops something to do and use his laser beams to light a cig.

Power Rangers idea pitch thing

Loony has asked Me to reserve him the Pink Ranger spot while he makes his CS, that cool Robbie?