[hr][center][h2][b]Three weeks in, 11:01 AM.[/b][/h2]
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[hr][h1][i][color=Darkorchid]Jago Javuant[/color], & [color=darkgreen]Newt Javuant[/color][/i][/h1][hr]


"Oh, come on, whiteboy," Jago said, rolling his eyes as he held a basketball underneath his shoulder. He stood in the middle of one of the basketball courts that the camp had. Newt at his side - Jago was just schooling some stupid ass boys on basketball. The twins were just walking by, bored out of their minds, when they saw these kids trying (And failing!) at playing some good old basketball. It was such a disgrace that Jago had to step in himself! And now these kids are saying they probably aren't good enough. "First, yo' dumbass playing basketball like a girl, and [i]now[/i] you're acting like you're Lebron fuckin' James."

"Yeah, whatever, kid." The boy, around Jago's age, said. "I'm just saying that I'm the best in the camp."

"Bet you twelve bucks that I can beat you, [i]and[/i] your gay-ass crew, on my own." Jago immediately looked bored.

"You can't even make a shot from across from the court to the hoop, so shut up." The boy taunted.

"... And what sort of basketball you been playin'? Imaginary?" Jago was just about ready to bitchslap this kid. Probably playing too many NBA games, and not out here, playing for [i]real[/i]. Actually, Jago came up with an idea. "Actually, I'm going to pull this off. It'd prove I know what I'm doing more than your dumb ass."

"I'd love to see this...." The boy said, as Jago got on the other side of the court.

The plan was simple, just use his telekinesis to give that ball the push it needs. He held the ball by both sides, and dropped his weight. He did a little hop as he threw the ball through the air, it rolled off his fingertips. Now, all Jago did was subtly push it with telekinesis. Briefly, a faint dark-blue, aura surrounded it, as it went further and further through the air. Jago grinned as he gave it the last push, and it went right through the hoop.

"Oooooooooh! Thank you, thank, thank you, thank you-" Jago raised his hands above his head, hopping, and Newt ran over to him.

"Wait, you were cheating, asshole!" The boy shouted in the middle of Jago's victory, "Think you're going to come around here with that shit? Might as well whoop your ass." The boy's fist erupted in flames, and he charged Jago head on

Oh fucking boy. Looks like the dumbass wasn't [i]that[/i] dumb. Well, Jago even doubted that if the dumb motherfucker wanted to pick a fight with [i]them[/i]. "Newt." Jago rolled the basketball over to his twin sister. Normally, he would handle this himself, but this would be funny as all hell if pulled off just right.

Newt nodded her head as a devious grin had formed on her face when she grabbed the ball. When the boy got close, Newt held the ball by the top, and threw it at him with all of her strength. The basketball flew through the air like a god damn rocket, and hit the boy square in the face. However, it hit with so much strength that it knocked him backwards, doing a flip with his feet over his head. He landed on the ground, unconscious.

"Oooooh! And he did a [i]flip![/i]" Jago shouted, loudly laughing. "Well, take that as a lesson, kids! We'll fuck ya'll up!"

Jago started laughing as he stepped right on through the boy's friends. "If ya'll don't mind, we're outta here! Peace!"


[hr][h1][i][color=lightseagreen]Diana Jolene Lucker[/color][/i][/h1][hr]


One thing about this dumb camp that Diana could actually [i]tolerate[/i].

It's full of likeminded jackasses.

Too bad most of them are too dumb to realize that they're being had. Diana was sitting at a table inside the Lodge, on one of the tables, with three other teens. One a blonde haired girl, another a muscular boy with shaggy black hair, and another a girl with a short black pixie-cut - like herself. Playing poker, of course! She was ass at the game - but she had a little edge. That little superpower over paper and ink. Diana grinned. She looked at her bland cards, which would certainly cost her a victory. However, with one thought, the ink had changed on the cards. No one would notice it, since they couldn't see her hand to begin with. They changed to a Royal Flush... an Ace, a Queen, A Jack, and a Ten.

When everyone revealed their hands, Diana grinned even wider.

"Sorry boys and gals..." Diana spoke in a very mocking sympathetic tone as she put her cards on the table, and revealed them. "... but looks like I just won." Diana crossed her arms as she gave them a look.

"Oh, come on!" The black haired boy shouted. "You probably cheated!"

"Nah, nah, all skill, honey." Diana said with a grin, putting her hands out. "I'd like my rewards now, why thank you. Cash, no credit."

"Ugh, fine. I don't care." The boy reached into his pocket, and pulled out some crumbled five dollar bills. While the other two gave up similar rewards. 

Diana happily pocketed the money - placing them in her breast pocket, before sarcastically waving goodbye and walking right out of there. She was right on the porch of the lodge. Laughing. Group of fuckin' dumbassess, they were. They just handed her their money without argument! Who the fuck would do that? Well, they probably knew what they were up against. Diana turned her hand into white paper. Before she consciously turned it right back. She could fuck someone up with this stuff. However, she didn't want to cause [i]more[/i] trouble in this damn summer camp. Just get some pocket change.

The short, blonde, looked over her shoulder.

She hopes that they don't notice her at power training later on today.

Diana walked down the stairs. Now where did Wendy go...?


[hr][h1][i][color=Skyblue]Wendy Lucker[/color], & [color=yellowgreen]Fiona Barrett[/color][/i][/h1][hr]


The view is just... better up here.

From above the treeline, Wendy was riding upon a giant paper bird ([url=https://i.ytimg.com/vi/PoEJIAFdKM4/hqdefault.jpg]Like this[/url]) over the treeline. It almost looked like a monster had taken up the sky, since the wingspan was at least twenty feet! Wendy herself was hanging off the wings of her bird. Her body was weightless as the paper. She was riding on the wing by willing it forward. And it certainly felt good having the breeze in her long black, unkempt hair. She quickly passed the trees, and eventually went over the Jay-Thompson Lake. For a little... project that she's been working on while at the camp. She had to hope that a stray wind doesn't come blow and blow the girl astray! She can't swim, after all.

She looked up, and saw the eerie and foggy castle up ahead. The very same castle that you could see from the waterfront. It was so interesting to Wendy. That the girl wanted to take a few photos before she left the camp. All apart of her mission to take scenic photos of the camp for practice, and just to get something out of this camp. Wendy made it across the lake safely, and started her descent. She landed on the island, and hopped right off, her body returning to it's normal weight. She reached into her brown bag, and pulled out a heavy book. She pulled a long string of paper, and put the book on top of it. With her ability to repair paper - any damage done to it should be easily fixed.

With that done, Wendy reached into her bag, and pulled out her fancy camera. The tall girl grinned widely as she walked forward - taking photos of every scenic shot she could. She looked up at the castle... odd. Why is there a castle here? Why is there a [i]Castle[/i] in America? They belong in Europe. Whatever. Wendy was moving through the grounds - and then the girl heard a flute. Oh God... This sounds like the start of a horror movie! Though, that meant that someone was here. She was unsure who - but she wasn't [i]that[/i] paranoid. She decided to investigate. Worst comes to worst, and she'll just fly out of there. A light breeze assaulted her skin, and rustled her hair as she pushed in closer to the source of the flute. Pushing through the fog, Wendy managed to make sight of a figure, sitting on top of a rock. Holding a long object to her lips.

"Oh?" The figure said - her voice was insectoid, and distinct enough for Wendy to immediately recognize it.

"Fiona?" Wendy asked, raising an eyebrow. 

There she was, Fiona Barrett. She hopped out from the obscurity of fog, and made small hops towards Wendy. Standing face to face, Wendy didn't even phase. They stood at nearly the same height, with Fiona standing a little taller. It was a little awkward, for both of them.

"What are you doing here?" Fiona asked curiously, clicking her mandibles together.

"Oh, me?" Wendy looked around, trying not to sound suspect. "I'm just looking around...." She said a little awkwardly, before she came out of her shell, and said, "Yeah, I'm going all over the camp, and taking photographs of everything before I have to leave here."

The Cricket-girl's antennae raised, intrigued. "Oh? That's great!" Fiona smiled, opening up her mandibles to show her lips curved upwards.

"This camp's kinda weird... I mean, weirder than I thought." Wendy noted. "Like, outside the camp there's a mansion, an [i]abandoned[/i] mansion. A ruined military base...." Wendy trailed off as she turned towards the big castle that was looming overhead. "... And a castle." She turned back towards Fiona. "What exactly went on in this weird camp anyway?" She asked.

"I don't know." Fiona shrugged. "But it's fun to climb." She smiled again, but didn't open her mandibles to expose her smile.

"I'll have to take a better look at this place...." Wendy looked up at it. "... Later. I need to get back to camp before they yell at me again - Hey, how did you get here?"

"Oh, me?" Fiona asked, before her finger pointed over the horizon. "... Took a boat."

"Figured." Wendy shrugged. "I wish I could take you on [i]my[/i] ride, but you need to be a Paper Mimic." Wendy smiled, and put up two fingers. "I'd love to come with you, but I'd hate to waste this paper. Especially if it rains." She turned around, and started running towards her paper bird. When she came up to it, she turned weightless, before she landed gracefully on the back of the bird like a leaf. "See you back at the camp!" She yelled, before she flew off.

Fiona sighed, and merely stepped over to her boat.


[hr][h1][i][color=Cornflowerblue]Kiri "Kai" Anaru[/color][/i][/h1][hr]


Loud snoring filled the lazy Kai Anaru's dorm room.

Apparently, the girl could sleep through even the loudest alert. Only awakening whenever the hell she felt like it. Kai was not the most graceful while sleeping. She was lying on her back, spread eagle, on the top of her sheets that haven't been made in God knows how long. Wearing her black sports bra, and a pair of blue and white boxers. Nor was she the most ladylike. A large pool of (now frozen) spit had flowed from her mouth onto the bed she was on top of. It wasn't long for the Polar-bear like Kai to awaken. Her eyes had lazily opened, getting a healthy barrage from the light that was leaking into the room. She raised her head, and looked around. Still groggy from her rest. "Huh...?" She groaned, half asleep. 

Then she went back to sleep.

Twenty minutes later, Kai repeated the same routine, - opening her eyes, raising her head, and groaning - except, she managed to catch a peak of the clock. It was eleven. Her eyes immediately shot open, as the girl realized that she was going to be late for class! She immediately slid out of the bed, and stood straight up. The girl breathed - and realized that the room was as frigid as herself. Oops! She would have to apologize to her roommate (for the nineteenth time) for freezing the room, but she barely had time! Kai immediately went through her things, and grabbed her outfit for the day - a thick light-blue winter coat with a fur hood (Extra padded), and two pairs of extra baggy jeans (To help contain her chilling aura far better than what she has just demonstrated). She threw her clothes over her shoulder, and held some thick combat boots with her fingers.

Then she ran through the halls of her dorm building, wearing nothing but boxers and a bra. Making whoever was looking at her turn their eyes. This would normally be a very embarrassing moment for Kai, but she was more concerned with getting ready since she missed the morning call so badly. She made it over to the communal showers, and smiled in relief. Fortunately, it was pretty empty, so it was a matter of removing her underwear, and sliding into one of the stalls.

It was fortunate for the Polynesian girl that a little hot water didn't bother her. She turned the knobs, and her bare skin was immediately hit with the warm water. However, against her frigid cold body (And temperature dropping able), the water cooled to her level rather fast. Not that it was a problem. It just meant that the girl couldn't enjoy hot water like she could. The large girl quickly cleaned herself off.

Then she noticed that the water stopped being hot, and realized that her chilling aura was in effect. This was a bit embarrassing, but Kai ducked down, and looked into another stall, and noticed that the small amount of water droplets were frozen.

Oh... She definitely has to work on that. Kai quickly stepped out the stall, and tried to pretend as if nothing happened as she skipped over to her bench, and grabbed her attire for the day (Which has already been noted). She was capable of putting on clothes rather quickly. Fully dressed, Kai put her hands in her pockets and scrolled out the room. Her footsteps were quite heavy as she walked out. Maybe she'll get something to eat - before class started. Kai stepped out of the dorms, and started walking towards the cafeteria. There wasn't too much of a problem with Kai chilling an outdoor area like this. Especially since she's wearing an outfit that contained that cold she gives off in all directions.

Kai stepped into the cafeteria, ready to eat.