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"Parkinson" - Subject 332







A dull stare was thrown toward Boomi, prompted by both her attempt to seeing the 'bright side' in Parkinson's discovery of her rather devastating powers but also that the childish attempts in experimenting on his own capabilities. What a silly sight to behold, but one that eventually invited a giggle out of the blonde's usually distressed being. At least the kid wouldn't be caught off guard by his own powers anytime soon. In frustration Boomi seemed to give up, only to be distracted by one of the various lifeforms inhabiting this simulation.

"Gaaah ... Watch it!"

Parkinson exclaimed in annoyance as the fish's struggling caused quite the splashes. Cheek puffed, she glared at the frigidity critter, unsure what to make of it as she had never really seen such a thing before. Well, 'fish' would be what traveled through her mind, but seeing one in real and how different it was to the only other living beings she had seen somewhat mesmerized the blonde. Enough to make her forget about her lethal hands. Head tilted, she focused on the fish that would soon be returned to the water. A small smile followed, feeling somewhat happy that the creature could swim freely again, wherever it wanted to. How vivid and swift it was to reclaim it. It really made her wonder what exactly this 'freedom' thing was, as it had just now popped into her head.

But such a dangerous thought would be cut short as Boomi exhibited very strange symptoms! He was turning into something weird, his body metamorphosing into something unlike she had ever seen. Parkinson backed up and physically cringed at the sight. As it progressed, it seemed clear that Boomi's power was one of shape-shifting, in which he'd confirm with glee. A great moment for Boomi, sure, but quite odd for the spectator as the transition to a more homogeneous look wasn't exactly the prettiest thing to witness.

"Huh?"

It seemed Parkinson hadn't been paying too much attention to the noises, as the shadow hand and the animal shifting ladyboy had her mental capacity quite occupied at the moment. Scratching her head with the non-affected hand, the blondie wondered just what the heck was going on. Rustling of bushes would normally be quite the red flag at this point, but it would take Reina's screams to have Parkinson dashing a second after. No, in truth, even the scream wouldn't be enough, only the sight of the monstrosity summoned by their endless blabbering would pushed her to swiftly snatch the kid big his wrist and drag him into a speedy sprint.

"Huff, huff ..."

She remained silent, too frightened and panicked to actually formulate anything consistent in her mind. Her free hand, the one imbued in the same miasma of death she couldn't purge, would smack against multiple obstacles such as trees and vines, causing most to collapse behind them and possibly slow down the mighty beast.






The three heroes stranded in the merciless desert built solely to train their capabilities would have thought it wise to climb the nearby hill in hopes to have some kind of vantage point. No warning had been given, not like in the Jungle area. Something was definitely up, and the deafening silence in such an open area would leave many wondering just what they had in store for them. Though one with a talent for ken observation would notice the minuscule, partial traces of something that moved nearby, and recently. Unconcealed boot prints to be exact.

Though as the ever vigilants would notice this detail, another less subtle one would force their attention toward a smaller hill about a kilometer away from their position. A ray of light reflected on a glass or metallic object would come to swipe their eyes before a loud, thunder-like 'Boom' could be heard. The same rattlesnake Frei would have focused on would be completely obliterated, deleted from existence, from what seemed to be some form an anti-material rifle.

Not a second later, multiple shot would be fired at their direction, each one completely breaking down large portions of tones around them. Shards of rock flung all of the place and dust ruled their grounds as if there had been an explosion. They were clearly warning shots, but of course had to goal to make them aware of the threat while putting them at a disadvantage.

Indeed, there were snipers, and not the normal kind. Ones that would hold weaponry worthy of what one would expect from people capable of creating super beings. From absurd distances, they could reach with precision their target, all the while remaining well hidden in the distance. Perhaps a couple had given up their spot with the initial shots, but ti was clear that they were dealing with more than a little rink dink group. They were most likely surrounded, and the objective would still not be announced. Would they attempt a stalemate and risk dying from all this heat? Or would they fight back and displayed their powers as they would naturally be urged to.
last week of summer classes.


pls
So you want clones or illusions?

Like, okay, both can go hand in hand, but you'll have to reduce the various effects of illusions and clearly define them. They don't make too much sense as they are now. Keep the amount low and the detail high.

Also why are illusions all around better than the original? Sounds kind of ehhhh. How many can he make of people? Or animals? Some animals are much better as pawns than people in fights you know.

Limit/weaknesses seem okay I suppose.

Also Illusions are good for both defense and offense. Js.
oui oui
@Leaves Okay most of it is fine.

Except the randomness of his abilities. I highly suggest you choose a theme rather than going full MMO character with abilities seemingly from various trees. I don't mind elements, or even multiple, but perhaps giving the combination some sense could help.

If you're going toward the illusion path however, DETAIL is your friend. I will demand some depth since illusions are arguably one of the most open ended category of powers out there. See Sosuke Aizen.

I'm not going approve illusion + elements from the very start however, so I recommend thinking over what you want your char to be.
@Leaves Go right ahead buddy if you don't mind being on a waiting list!
someone post pls
"Parkinson" - Subject 332







Panicked, Parkinson felt her body go somewhat numb - a massive contrast to her perpetual state of pain - developing a form of vertigo as she stared deeply into the abyss that would be the miasma coating her member. It was pitch black, with malevolent feel to it, as if it were sucking all the life and joy of everything around her. It was certainly foul, and yet when she tried to comprehend it, she would not be overwhelmed with the repulsive sensations brought upon by the aura. No, the more she stared into the darkness, the more she could envision a concrete idea of what death would be. The ending of absolutely anything, whether living or not. A depressing thought indeed, but one she'd be stuck with until ...

A wild Boomi appeared to dunk the blondie's hand into the nearby small river. The shock would snap Parkinson back into reality and free her from the sickening thoughts. The sudden contact with another individual, while she couldn't process it correctly, left her somewhat uncomfortable. Her skinny frame having little to no strength to withstand the force of the trap's intervention, she truly felt vulnerable despite understanding that this initiative would only have occurred out of pure concern and benevolence. Concepts she still had a hard time to deal with even in sure a dire situation, but there'd be no time to ponder.

While Parkinson did stop struggling, there'd be good reason for Boomi to do so after what he'd witness. The water, the vegetation, the stone, the mud, all of it would seem to start vanishing. Almost as if the water had unnaturally evaporated in that small area, the surrounding water in which the taller female's ability had not grasped yet would attempt to fill in the emptiness, only to end up filling the deep cavity formed by Parkinson's aging power having spread toward the muddy bottom and even the bedrock. The border of the river would also seem to be evaporating, thought he phenomenon would seem a whole lot different. Portions of the earth and vegetation would appear to disintegrate into specs of dust flying away until their completely broke down to invisible levels. The process was fast, and would take a very efficient eye to see the matter's stages of decomposition before it disappeared into nothing.

All Pakinson could envision at that very moment would be the 'death' of all these things she came into contact with. More precisely, when they would die. When they would inevitably succumb to the hazard that is time in an imperfect environment. A thousand years? A million? A billion? She could see it all, the morbid effects of her ability if she were to will such absurd accelerations. Parkinson had accidentally applied an overwhelmingly strong leap in time on what she had just touch, and eventually, it spread like gangrene to what surrounded it. Heck, even a small portion of their small metal island would be devoured by the corrosive nature of the concept she wielded.

As such, with the rotting spreading toward the two feminine individuals, the blonde would stumble backwards out of reflex, fearing she'd infect herself if she were to have contact with any of this. Boomi would be greeted with the girl falling backwards in attempt to have both of them pull away.

"Ugh ... Sorry ... I- ... Oh no."

That same hand, still coated in that gloomy torch of blackness, would be slapped on her very own chest. Jumping forward to avoid having Boomi suffer the fate of these poor inanimate objects, she quickly inspected her attire and was ready to get rid of it before it some how killed her. But some how, nothing was happening. Was it because she didn't will its application? Or was it because she couldn't affect herself, and by extension, her clothes? Nonetheless, her heart was pounding in a rate far higher than the average person's should be.

"Hmmm ..."

Survival? Can't say we're doing a good job at that so far.

By then the eerie voice had finally given them some instructions. While Parkinson didn't quite know what to make of it, Reina's addition to the whole thing only get the blonde to squint right at her, eyes narrowed with a dull look.

"No kidding."

A comment directed to the idea that the bizarre event they had just witnessed would have something to do with Parkinson's power. Though it was indeed thought provoking. Now somewhat afraid of her very hand, the curly haired blonde would appear to keep her hand extended a certain distance from her body while the other would grasp the corresponding wrist, as if she were afraid her hand would have developed some sort of sentience.

"I ... Really have no idea what this is. When I think of powers, I think of flying, super strength, turning invisible. Something simple and fun. But this? What is THIS?!"

She didn't seem to be addressing anyone in particular, but she did present her hand to the group of 'females' she'd be involved with. The girl was confused, unsure what to do concerning this power she had absolutely no understanding of. Sure, she had a few hints regarding everything's 'end', but that'd barely qualify as a clue to someone who had JUST been born. All it entailed, for now, was fear painted all over her expression.
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