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[h3][b]⫸ B A S I C   I N F O R M A T I O N ⫷[/b][/h3]
[i]"I have to fill this out? Shit, if you say so I guess."[/i][/center]

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▼ [b]| BIRTH   NAME : | [/b]
[indent] Gregory Jackelwitz (dead name) [/indent]

▼ [b]| ALSO   KNOWN   AS: |[/b]
[indent] Grey [/indent]

▼ [b]| GENDER : | [/b]
[indent]Nonbinary. Uses they/them pronouns. [/indent]

▼ [b]| AGE : |[/b] 
[indent] 26 [/indent]
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[center][h3][b]⫸ A P P E A R A N C E ⫷[/b][/h3]
[i] “Beauty standards are so over. I look how I want to look. You should do the same. Let’s go shopping sometime when we’re not trying to kill each other.” [/i][/center]

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▼ [b]| P H Y S I C AL   S T A T S : |[/b] 
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[b]▸ HEIGHT : |[/b] 5’3” 
[b]▸ WEIGHT : |[/b] 110 lbs 
[b]▸ ETHNICITY : |[/b] 3rd generation Polish/Russian. 
[b]▸ HAIR   COLOR : |[/b] They change it all the time. Naturally it’s brown but usually it’s a platinum blonde. 
[b]▸ EYE   COLOR : |[/b] Light Blue 
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▼ [b]| PHYSICAL   DESCRIPTION : |[/b] 
[indent] Short and fit, Grey looks like someone who works out but doesn’t lift weights. Their body looks neither male nor female. Their skin is very pale and they don’t have any real stick-out blemishes or scars. Grey has a long neck, a slim, angular face, and a strong jawline. Their ears are average-sized and stick out a little from the sides of their head. Grey usually wears makeup, accentuating their cheekbones and jawline. They collect and wear strange colors of lipstick, some reds and pinks but also purples, greens, and blues. They’re not for eye makeup much (goes bad with the glasses). Their eyes are a cool blue and always look generally spaced out, like they’re trying to look detached. They have long, thin, brown eyebrows with a piercing in the right one, a simple silver stud. Their hair is usually dyed platinum blonde and is combed down to the right or put up in a pompadour. [/indent]

▼ [b]| ATTIRE : |[/b]
[indent] Grey loves fashion more than anything else. They’re always looking for new outfits or ways to wear old digs. They blur the lines of gender with their outfits, wearing both masculine and feminine clothing. It wouldn’t be out of place to see Grey wear a skirt or a suit, or both at the same time (somehow). Grey typically wears large round glasses with gold rims and/or round sunglasses when outside. [/indent]
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[center][h3][b]⫸ P S Y C H O L O G Y ⫷[/b][/h3]
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[b]▼ | PERSONALITY TRAITS : | [/b]
[indent]| Forced Cool Aesthetic | Detached | Self-Conscious | Intelligent | Disloyal | Self-Interested | Lazy | Quick Thinker | Knack for Collecting Things | Loves 80’s Memorabilia |  [/indent]

[b]▼ |  SKILLS : | [/b]
[indent] Grey is a makeup artist by trade. They have a degree from a beauty school and, if things had gone better, probably would have ended up working on movies as a makeup artist. As such, Grey can change their appearance drastically using makeup and prosthetic items they’ve collected over the years (wigs, body molds, clothing, etc). Out of necessity, Grey has also become a good liar. Grey knows how to use a gun (also out of necessity) but is a fairly poor marksman. Beyond practical skills, Grey is decent at sewing and good at old video games. [/indent]

[b]▼ | BACK   STORY : | [/b]

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[indent] Grey doesn’t know their birth parents. All they know is that they were born Gregory Alberts in Fairfax, south of DC, and at a young age was left at an orphanage. Few memories of this time exist in Grey’s head, only vague shadows: a crib in the corner of a beige room, a white teddy bear with one eye missing, falling on the asphalt and tearing a bloody gash across their knee. It fits, then, that Grey doesn’t remember contacting the crystal that gave them their powers. At the age of four, Greg was adopted by a young lesbian couple; Leanne and Tanya Jackelwitz. They took Greg back to Ellicott City, Maryland, where they grew up. Leanne and Tanya were artsy people. Leanne was an elementary school teacher who painted on the weekends, while Tanya was an english professor at a local college and a published poet.  They lived a comfortable middle-class life in an old stone row house in Old Ellicott City. 

Greg had a rough childhood growing up in the 90s. Greg’s parents were extremely liberal, rejecting the role of gender roles in clothing, and Greg themselves had a very peculiar sense of dress for a boy their age. Greg would go to school wearing pink clothing or girl’s skirts and they’d be bullied for it by their schoolmates. In 4th grade, another boy in class beat Greg up, leaving him with a black eye and several bruises. When they got home, Tanya taught Greg how to throw a punch. A week later, after the bully had come back from suspension, Greg, oversized sunglasses covering their bruised eyes, walked up to the bully, and stood there for a long time, staring ahead, breath raspy and hands shaking. 

“What do you want, pussy?” the bully said. Greg couldn’t speak. Their eyes teared up. The bully laughed. 

“What, cat got your skirt?” the bully replied. He grabbed Greg by the shit and threw them to the ground. Greg got back up, stood in front of the bully once more, and once more was thrown to the ground. They remembered what Tanya had taught them: square up, push through them, don’t hold back. Greg lifted his fist. The bully put his arms to his sides and puffed out his chest, smiling a shit-eaten grin as he watched Greg fail to throw a punch. 

Then, something strange happened. All of a sudden, Greg’s outline began to glow an eerie blue. T̶͎̥̹̪̦͘͡h̶̯̟̖̼͈̟͇̤e҉҉̤͍̻̮͓ ̧̧̛͕̻̣̼̘̦̞̯̀ņ̵̡̰̜͙̱̭̫͔̬͙̗͝͡e̢̦̤͍̟͕̙̞̬̖̻̰̰ͅx̜̺̖̜͙̫̲̗͚͈̱̭̲̦̺̦̠̪͖̕t̴̛̻̤͍͚̱̳̻͎̰͘͘ ̬̥̙̪̥̞͔͜͞t̡̤̭̗̘̭͖̟̦̗̱̳͍̱̤̻͝ͅḥ͇͎̀͢į̸̶̧̟̻̱̳͔̥n̴҉̨̣̜͇͖́g̶̛̩̠̭͎̗͔̲̰̝͚͚͙͠ ̵̴̜̖̠̠̭̫̤͉̘͘ͅt̴̨̘̞̪̱͚̞͍̳̯̩͉̮̗̳̭̼́͝ḩ̶̡̖̭͍͎̺͈͔̀a҉̥̥͚̤͇͚̟͝t̶̘̺̦͔̹̺̥̙̖̝̤͙͎̬͉̼́͟͞ ̛̫̜̭̰̯͇̹̩͍̺̼͔͍͓̰͇͜͢͟͠h̸̨̨̙͇̫̬͙̺̟͔̻͍̤̯̜͓͍̀͟ͅá̵̛̺̠̱̲͈͓̱̜̦͍͔̼̩̞͜ṕ̟͈͉̘̯͇̻̙͉̺̝̹͙͉̝ͅͅp̸̭̟̘͘͝ͅȩ̴̥͖͙̳̝̲͎̗̗͕̻̳̱̺̖̤͈̀͡͞ń҉̴̶̤͉͍͙̤͚̦͉̥̬̱̻̥e̟̦̥͍̟͢d̢̧̛̬̘̺̣̤͕͓̫̘̭̝͓̱̲̪ ̨͕͎̙̠̦̞͔̪̀͟͟ͅw̵҉͏̰̹̱̪̲a͏͈̗͍̳̲͉̣̤̻s͕̩͙̺̘͘͝.̢͖̩̘̻̣͇̦̳̥͔.͔̟̩͈̘̫̫̙̣͚͕͖̜͔̘̀.̲͔̥̝͘̕͘͟ ҉҉͇̜̤̱̥̥͉̞̝̪̠̯̼̺̞̱T̶͈̫͉̹͕͕̲̦̖̥͙̲̰͔̮͟͞r̸͇͍͚̫̯̼̼͇̯͎͢ͅu̱̞͇̼̕͢͝ś̵̶̴̹͔̻̬͔̺̺͚̘̜͍̱̲͞ͅt̸̨̰̫̩̖̺̪͎͎̣̝̦̻͖͍̪̼̻̀́͞ ̛̛͕̠̫̗̻̘̺̟̳̠̹͖͟m̶̷҉̸̢̬̤͇e҉̷̷̪͎̺̖̱̼͉̼̝͖̤̝͠͠.̵̛̰̭̙͇̘̜̮͈͓̫̟̯̦̦͕̙̣͈ͅ ͡҉̞͎̭̲͕̰̥̩̦̼̯͍̞̱͔̪̝ͅÝ̶̧̛̭̳͔̮̪̬̘̭̬ͅo̸̵̮̰̜̻͚̤̬̫̳͈̤̹̬̺̤̪̜̕͢ͅu̪͕̤̖̻͇̟̬̪̭̠̬͠͞͡ ҉̶̙̝̭̥̰̻̥͍̙͎̯̯̱̳̮̪̼̠́d̰̤͔̣̖͈͇̖͘̕i҉̸̣̗̞̩̹̦͙̥̤̗͙͔̙̜͖̥̀ͅd͏̴̷̝̰̘̮͇̰̱n̷̨͏̵͉̟̰͎̱̘̞̪̼͔̪͕̮̬̝͇͉͔'͈̘̩̘̪̘̤̻̱̪͈̥͉̻̜̭̟͟͜͟͡t̡͕̠̹̳̲̰̮̥̪̮̺̀ ̨̬̭͇̞͙̥̫̱͚͇̥̙̮͜w̷̧͜҉̗͚̳̥͕̳̻͉̹̻̹a̸̢͘͝҉̤̞̮͎͍͎͔͚̗̙͕̮̦͍̘n̡̞̱̮͓̺͇̞̬̘̥͖̭͙̙̹̪͎͇͠ͅn̢̰͚͍̞ą̟̻̯̱͚͉̹͉̬̲̹͎̻̲͈̕͘͜ ̷̷̢̢͇̻̗̤̣̫̻̝̼͝r̢̡̗̝̖͍̩̣͎̜͎͈͈̻̟̯̭̼e̡͔͔͚͙̼̰̙̤̝̹͜a̛҉̶͖̭̫͉d̵̵͙͎͍͇͕̼̙̻̥̺̝̻̖͚̠̖̱̖ͅ ̸̢̟͕̗̺̪̗̰̫̱̱͚̟͚͇̼̰̳̥̕ͅt̡͏̪̣̲͎̬̜̮̰͚̲͈͉͖̤̰̺͘͡h̡͏̝̥͈͖̮͚̫̳͎̼̫͎̩͓̙͖̭i̧̛̖̘̹̪͖̯̫̹͇̝̹͉͓̝͜͠ͅş̡̙̟̠͈̞͎͇̺͞ͅ ̡̢̪̫̫p̢̛̙̻̫̭̼̟̼͔͕̝̬̼̞̰͇͖̫̺a̝̹̫͖̱̦͙̺͙̟̟̮̭͞ͅr̨͏͎̺̜͚̼͕̗͙͉̖̯̳̠͟ͅt̶̡̝̖̘̀͘͡.̡͔̫̩̫̥̖̜̳̭͉̟͈̲̥̤̕͜ ̥͔̱̰̗̭̤͙̯͍̪̹͕͓́̕͜Í͏̯͙̙̝̘̥͍̻̟͙̠̟͘͝t̷̴̢̳̺̖̱̼͕̫̲̀ͅ ̷̡̨̦͖̼̠͕̻̹̘̦͉̘̗͖͓̘͠͡ģ̶̴̗͇͝ͅȩ҉͓̟̪͓̖͕̮͜t̵̵̼͙̳̱̞̹s̶͢͞҉̸͖̭̳̝͍͇̮͖̜̙̜̩̟̣̳̭̟̺̫ ҉͎̝̺͖͉̦͟͝r҉̴̨̘͉̙̻̳̘̩̤̠̘̳̖̮͜e҉̧҉̤͓͚̪̝̰͕̺̮͚͎̠͎̲͉̤͞ͅá̵̠̟̣̜͍̱͟͝͝ͅͅͅl͏̵̰̫̖͈̤̪̤̣̻͈̲̣̲̺̮͚ͅ ̹͕͕̜̲̰͖̯͉̣̟̦͈̀b҉̵̦̭̝͈̻̹̟̀á̡̩͇͙̠̪̤͎̳͙̹̳̦͈͎́̕͘ͅd͢҉̭̠̼̭̹̫̦̗̲̗̝̩̻͓̞̮͇͉̦͟.̶̧͔̜̗̣̹̣̤̹͖̮͙͕̗̦͉̞ ̦̩̠̜̙̻̥̪̳͕̪̬̯̙̳̰͔͘͠U̢̟̖͈̞̞͉͇̹͕̥͇̰͝ͅh̛̺͇̻̜̰̯̲̳̦̯̝̪̼̻̬̼̺͘͠.̶́͏̩̦̖̦̯̥̝̮̱̞.̧͉̤̬̝̤͕̬̝̥͈̲͈͎͠͠ͅͅ.̝̥̦̲̦̙̯́͜ ̨̛̫͎̳̙͙͕̦̥͖̣͍̹̞̙̗̙̦̻͝ś̶̢̛̱͇͎o҉̢̹͚̹̪͍͍̖̝̫͖̪̘̺̥̠͢͟͠ ̵̡̨̡̛̥̲͓͓̳̰͚̺̗̗͚̩̱͖͇̰w̶̵̵̛̺̻̪̰͈͍͚̖͞h҉̴̢̳̩̤̬̱̝̙̥̭̥̥̣a̷̡̗̳̣̩̰̙͕̳̥̫͠t͏̴̕͏̱̠̗̭̘ͅ'̧̀͘͏̰̼̼̥̭̖͚͎̺͕̼͟ş̵̼̩̜̻̩̗̺ ̴̵̴̡̱̤̬͍̳̣̗͖̖͎̹y̵̵̸̺̟̯̮̲̝̕ò̴̢̻̻͉̥͚͖͜ù̶̴̴̢̺̺̝̭̙͎r̗̭̮̻̖̘̟͙̹̀͟͡͠ ̴̶̺̖̳̪͚͉̺̹̟̳̹̱̜͝͝f̡̛̠͍̳͇̖̣̩̱͉̼͖̯̺͈͈͜a̶̡̫͉̗̹̥̻̟v̵̧̪͉͉͇̭͓̜̠̬͉̟̼͖͓̬͍̖o͓̤͚̯̞̣̖͓͖̥̮̫̙͝͝r̷̡̡̛͉̭̝̯̠̬̖̱̗̙̰̣i̴̦̟̥͓̯͘ͅt̴͈͍̥͖̕e̢̯̰̺̘͚̝̠͔͜ͅ ̧̧͖̲̯̳̼̞̮̥̥͙̣̼̲͔̫̘͔͘͝b̸̡̨̠̭̙̤̦̯̜͓̬̪̪̹̞̣̻̥̻̣̰̀͡i̯̟̖͡r̴̢̪̥͕̝̲̭̗͓̤̯̪̤̫̻̳̬̀d̷̶̪͚̫̗̜̪́͠?̹̰͈͇̠̘̙̭̬̫̹̘̩̗̯́͘ ̸̲̙͖̰̘͎̼̝̮͙̫̩̣̩͟͜ͅM̬̲̦̥̺͓͟y͟҉̫̞͔͚̪̫̫̩̠͚̣̼̹̳̙ ̷̧͕͉͚̻̘̕f̵̡̙̰̳̜͎̘̳͖̹̯̙̘́ͅą̴̹̘͚̭̞̘̣̲̤̖̤̞̦͟͞͡v̤̙̦̼̟̦̙̻̟̭̕͜͠ò͙͇̝̠͎͖͢r̳̗̞͇͚̺̜͍̫̠͚̀̀͜͞͞i͢҉͉̳͖̤͈̠͈̜̤̬͖͢ͅt̵̢͘҉͇̣̠̦̱̣̳̬͇̥̫͔͎͟e̛̪̫̹̙͉̕͞ ̴̨̩͕̙̖͖̭̠̻̀͡ị̛̙̳̳̺̦̩͇͈͎̖̬̼̬͎̹̮̣̥͟͟s̶̴̴̭͉̝͖̮͚̠̪ ̸͟҉̮̱̘̮̱̜͓̱̖͖̝̟͍̬t̨̢͔͔̜̪h̴͈̰̭͎̱̳̮̺̼̬̰͇͇͇̦̳́́͘͟ͅe̴̩̳͈̳̯̦͔͕̕͝͡ ̷̳̝͇̙͔̝͚̝̣̦͕́͢ͅs̵̛̫̯̟̻͙̠̙̖̯̥͝e͏̢͟͝҉͉͎̹̘̫͉̥͇̠̼ͅc̨̬̺̻̝̠̫͓̞̯̣̬̥̤̀̀͜r̛͖̰͈̩̲̤̬̲̲͈̤̳̞̠̼͟ͅe͔̜̹̯̬̜͓̘̰̮̕͡t̶̨̮̺̣͎̤͔̣̳̪̭͡a̸̶͓̫̜͉͕̳͜͠͝r͝҉̶̡҉͎͈̬̥̱͇͍̺ͅy҉̷̢͇̜̯̜̠̜͔̮̗̫͙̰̲̘̝̻̱̜̺ ̷̘͎̭̮̗͇̘̳̲̗͈̠͚̖̙͓̪̰͘͢͝b̧̀͟҉̖̰̖͟i̸̷̘̗̼̭͘͠͝r̵̵̶͔̥͚̯̰̫̯̠̝͔̝͖̩̳͠ͅd̤͇̻͍̕͠.̵̶̶̛̻͖̥͈͉͎͍̥͓̻͉̹̘͜ ̷̷̤̱̺̮͎͘͘͡I̶҉̙͙͎̜͈͕̲̙̣̪͍̯̜̯̩̥̘͎͟t̨̧̮̼̞͍̪̤̬̦̬͘͞ ̡̥̞̬̰̺͉̥̬͕̦͓̻̜̬̬͢h͏̵̷̢̤͈̮̻͚͖͖a̳̜̺̜͈̣̖͘͟s҉̸̢̨̫̮̫̗̞̠͙̝͙̝̻̥̩͇͇̤̕ ̛̛̳̗̟̳̩̠̥̪͓̘͘͟t̸͏͏͍̹͓̩͚̩̳͈̥͉̯͎͎̝̱̱̟͟ͅḩ̗̟̟̹̠è̢͕̞̩̫̘͎̮̩̻̱͎̺̜̖̮̝̥͕́͟͠ ͉̺̱̲̣̙͟m̟̰̠͕̦̜̯̲̼̰̣̭̞̪͢͞ͅo̸̼͖̼̩̥̹͚̖̬̥͔̞͓͘ş̀͏̡̙̰̜͍̫͈ͅţ̶̨͈̠͎͈̼̩͈͕̗̫̳̮̟̣͝ͅ ̢̤͓̭̥͓̭̠̙̲̥̜͎̀͜͟͞a͏̡̦̲͓̗̳́͢͡ͅc̵͈̳̞̦̪̀ç̸̶̤̟̲̝͎̮̮̺̰̪̤͖̯ù͚̮̝̞̝̰͕͎̮̟r̷̡̢͖͇̫̦̠̝̯̖̠̙̼̥̕ͅá̢͔͚̤͚͕͕͖̪͇͈̦̦̕t̢̩̪͍̱̜̞̰̗̭͉̘̀͜͝e̛̮͕͉̙͖̲̼̤̟̤͔̯̞̤̰͙͜ ̸̜̳̦̟̖k̴̡̡̧̺̬͓̮͖̳̙̀í̳͕͖̠͕͚̳͕̟͡͝͡ͅc̪͇͉̳͚̻̮͚̮͓͇͙̩͇͕̀͝k͖̘̲̹͓̮̤̦͓̀͠͡͞ ͏҉̴̛͚͇̮͇͇̱̟̲̞̬͚̞̘̖̦̭̟ͅͅí̶̢̛̗̥̱̱̘̥̤̮̬̠̝̻̭̹̩̺͜ͅͅͅn̴̵̠͔̜̝̞̜͍̻̱̭͎̺͍͘͢͡ ̷̦̪̥̠͙̼̘͎̥̘͎̮͍̥̰͜͠t̬͖̳̻̞̯͢h̴҉̜̼̹͕̲̯͓͎͎̠͢ͅͅȩ̡҉̩̯̤̻͙͎ ̵̢̳̣͈̯̪̘̞͈̤̞̻̙̪̜̼͢a̴̪̮͍̻͈̣͖̹̮̕͡n̵̢̳͉̱͖ì̢̨̛̠̝̮͔̮̝́m̷̰͖̰̹̩͓̱̭̝̬͔̹͘a̹͙̤̲̭̬̝͎͈̭̳̯̝̲̬̘̖̭͜l̸̵̜̞̼̭̱̗̖͎̺͢͟ͅͅ ̴̛̦̯̱̦͇̘͙̻̖̠͍̬̜̮̜͎̕͢͟ͅk̸̵̺͙͔͇̳̳͖͈̤̣̦i̵̢̡̪̩̟̺̥̮̰̯͉̖͍̕n͘͜҉̶̰̝̣̠̞͇̺͎͚̩̰̰̼̬̮͉̞g̸̷̺̖͎̣͓̙͍͢͞ḍ̸̡̻̦͉̬͇̥̱̬̘͘͢ͅͅͅờ̧̻̦̩̠̼̕m̴̷̛̖͓͉̫͈̯̗͔̠.̵̶̢̤̥͙͕͔͔͉͓͞ ̴̨̢̥̤̹͓̥̠̪̥͖̖͚̫̩̖͕͘͟I̵̕҉̸̟͉͉͎͕̟͚̤̜͚͚̥̯͕̞͕̞̘̪t̨́͝͝҉͍̘͎̹̺̲̱͉͔̩̩̻̱ ̢͘҉͓̱̠͖͕̤͔̟͎͓̪̥̙͈̬̼͓͠ͅh̸̷̸̡̳̣̬̱͇̝͓̤̪͙͓ͅų̴̵͈̭̱̥̭͈̰̝̼̦̘̦͔̬ͅń̫̘̱̭̯͎͕͙̤̳̣͚̳̫̬̺̼͇͞ṯ̱̲̲̩̝̝̞̻̜̥͈͚̘̺̕̕͜ș̡̛̠̥͉̣̳͍ ̶̺͙͍̘̬͇̫̟̳̮̰͉̮̥̝̻̭̮͠v͡͏̨̟̦̭̩̙̲̭̩̝̞̘͓͓̦͡į̶̛̰͍̤̞͢͡p҉̦̩̳̰͔͉̜̠̫̹̱͉̻͎͉͡e̡̥̠̦̰̦͈̰̘͜͝r̶̡̡̻̩̖͚͉̪͉ş̰̲̞̠̯̣͈͓̲̤͞ͅ ̸̶̸͓̪̫̜̦̪͎̗̻̬͙̥̣̠͚̳̭̩̕a͖̙̟̯͉͝n̴̴̙̹̞̰̙̺͈̹͙̯̤d̶̝͍̱́͘̕͠ ̸̖͓͕̠̦̙̜̙͎͘k҉̨̠͙̗͔̲̺̯̦̼̣͕̮͔̝͈̤̜̙͢ͅí̷͍͙̪̖͖̰̮̩̖͚̘̜̝͚̬̫̣͎̀l͏̛̗̮̗̝̼̀̕͡l̷̥̦͉͓͙̣͉̘͢s̴̸̺̥̹̤̬̣̭̜̞̮͓̤ ̡̻͍͙̦̠t͞͏͔̮͚̙͕h͏̶̬͖̜̥͔̤̭͈̺̤̩͈̗͇̤̟̳̼́͠ͅe̸̕͏̷̛̤̞̼͚̱̖͙̦͈̩̞͓̻͈̘̘ͅm̡҉̷̨̭̭͎͙̪̻̥̹͖͓̟͙͠ͅ ̼͇̗͇̤̩̮̮̖̩͈̟́b̷͕̖͔͖̖̦͈̼̤̜͙̙̬̺̰̗͠ý̵̖͔̯̹͖̤̺̤̙̱̙̟̻͎̥͢͝ ̸̢̟̺̜̟̱̀͜͝k̶̴̦͕͉̘̰̦̦̼̫̩̕̕ͅí̸̢̘̹͇̥͎͚̜̳͈̟͔c͇̳͉̦̠͚̱͓̻̞̪͇͍͚̪̀̕͡ͅͅk̶̶̡̼̖͇͎̞̤͈̘̱̝̱͓͉̥͎̙͔̖̕͡i̴͏͕̤̣̗̘̺̦̹̱̘̗͎̘͕ͅͅṇ̢̲̭͎̺͍͈̱͘g͏̭̬͔͙͔̝͓̗͇̀ ͏͉͙͖̮̮͍͚͙̤͇̹̣̕t̬̟̣̼͓͇̗̞̻̕͢ͅͅh̵̶̯̣̙̯̱̤͔̺̞͟͟e̢̦̹̝͉̣̞̰̦͈̝̻̰̖̦͢͡ͅm̵҉̶̛̼͎̱̞̲̞̪̬ ̶̡̛̳͍̝͇̗̹̟͚͕̜̳̻̲̕͡ͅi̴̭̻̙̙̘͓͖͔̰̼͎̞̗̹͞͞ṋ̶̨̛̫͍͇̪̟̜̱̫̭͇ͅ ̸̵̨̙͎̣͚̲͘͜t̛̙̩̭̲͎͓͓h͇̻̮̭͖̮̗̥̝͖̦̲̳̙͓͟͟ȩ̸̸̛̳̦̟̘͔͝ ̛̟͈̻̯̗̣͇̜͎̙̳̪͖̟̀ḇ̷̪̞̙͓̰̻̞͙̞̣͉̼̖̜̀͝á̴̛̺̼̟͈͕͙͔̲̪̕͜c͜͏̢̰̤̗̣͙̳̮̝̠̭̥͚͔͞ͅḳ̶͇͔̹̪̣͎͖͇̲͇͖̤̥͍͎͜͜ͅ ̛̛̖͖̬͞ǫ̷̧͍̣͈̱̦̟̼̰̰͖͉̠̹͖͢͝ͅf̛͕̫͈̠̀͜ͅ ҉̨̦̙͇̻͔͚̙͓̘̖̗̭̘͉̼̬̗̮̕͝ț̷̨̧̟͕͎̫̤̳̭͈̻͎͍͚̝̝̕h̺̜͙͖͉̥̮͕͕̼̱̠͉̥̯͟͝͡e̢̛̻̺̘͎͖͓̟͉̕͢ ̷̥̤͕̠̬̼̦̠̫̗͘h̭̲̬̪͈͕̝̬̹̤͟e̶̡̗̗̬̹̕͜a̵̧̻͚̣̠̲͔̝̠͕̞̝̜͈̝̱̮͓̪̹d͡͏̢̦̣̻͇̦̪̮͙͖̻̼̭͓̣͉́͝ ̀͝͏̷͙̹̗͍̮͔̯̫͖̜͇̹̜̹̩͖̗̕ͅͅẁ̵̨͍̭̦̙͙̪̙͇̳̪̹̞̯̖̮̠h̴̴̺̦͕̳̘̥̫͇͍̞͇̭͈͓͠e̶̠̹̣̥̫͎͚͉̟̘̺̥͓̠̣͜n̶̷̝̹̰̘̼̪̣̲̮͚̹͘͝ ̷̛̜͕͙̹̞͖͖͓̰̼̳͖͙͉́t̕͏҉̯̣̗̱̼̯̫̟͔̪̤̗͍̹͇̟̠̠ḩ̪̮̝̹͎̝̗͕̲͓́͞ę̧̡̼̱̼̯̼̼̤̞͕̺̮̦̮y̨̮̹̜̭̼͎̫̯͇̞͉̹͞͡'̢͍͖̪̮́͞r̡̤̮͈̱̰̜͔̘͉̣̠͢͞͠͞e͉̻̦͚̱̩̭̦͖͖͙̳̤̥͘͘͠͠ ̦̘͕̹͉̤̰̣̫̮͉͓͍́͝a̷̗̬̙̠̳̠͢͡b̢̫̻͇̱̭͓̱̱̘̟̰̼̀͜o̶̵̕҉̲͍͓̳̘̘͎̗̮u҉̡̨҉̰̜̙̟̻͙̪͍̹̱̤͓̦̭̭t̻͍͈̲̠͢͢ ̟̳̦͉̞͓̟̼̗̥͔͈͈͓͉̞̕͘͢͜ͅt̴̢̫̟͉͓̜̳͎̱̼̭͕͕͇̭͢ờ̬̺̖̰̰͇̹̺̟̹͟͜ ̵̢̮̼̫̱̹͙͙̬͍̥̫̟ͅs̸̷̬͇̠̝͇̩̼̬̗͇̰̩͢ͅt̵̨̧̖̲̱̮͎̣͙̖̭̖̜̥̠͖͍̭̝͖̞͢͞r̶̯̰͖̟̤̠̜͙̥͍̭̲̪̥͙̀͟͞ͅį̶̢͓̻̠̯̗̜͙͇̳̳̰̹̀k̨̕҉̡̮̝͚̮͈̺̗̜͉̱̯̤̞̦̱͈̠͉͠ḙ̖̙̺̠̭̣̜̬̥̥̖͚̙͘͠.̵̖̫͇̘̫̮͕̩̫̰͚̬̬̻͕̀͠ ̴̨̞̦̯̞̗̼͓̜̮̩̦̫͕͓̼̰̕͝͠ͅͅM̶̺͖̭̣̣̟̝̰͔͈̼͎͖͎͢e̶̴̕͜҉͈̬̠̹̪͇͈̟̙̯̻̹͕̮̠̮ţ̸̛͈̟̻̠͙͚̣̫̲͓̰̖̖̞à̶̹̭̦͍͍̣͉̱̺̗̥̹͚̩́̀͜ļ̴̛̺̰̠̥̫͍̫̬̯͇̜͞ ̶̛̛̠̖͔̮A̻̘̟͍̗̭̮̘̗̻̱̝̼̩̲͍͢͢ͅF̷̨̨̭̰̭̺́͞.̸̨̛͓͚̹̮̟͔̺̺̭̱̤͓͍̤̜͇̮̲͜͠ ̸̶̸̵̦̘̯̠̫̖̹̳̜̠̝̯͇̹̠̱̱̻̹N̲̭͚͟͞ͅó̧͙͇̠̦͟͠ẃ̳͓͚͇̺̣̳͝ ́҉̬̘̪͕̖̲̝̼͖̗̟̗̕͘͜b̷̯̺̫̥̝̥͖͖̦̺̦͎͠a̸̵̤͍̬͈̦̤̺͈̪c҉̲̪̙̳̯͟͡k͜͢͡͏̮͓͉͈͈͉͓̣̩͇̳̱͟ ̷̕͟҉̤̝͎͖̺͉̺̫̣̞̞̠̖̤t͕̹̝͕̯̤͙̹͎̖̘͔̖̻̘͉͉́̕͞ͅò̴̞͖̘͈̯͓͍̬̮̥͇͝͞͡ ̶̧̨̢̦̤̦̥̮̹̫̤͖̲͎̘͚̲ý̴̙̳͖͕̲̗̲̲͇̘͈̭̹̹̺̖͡͞o͓̥͙̣̼̦͇̖͡͞u̷̶͎̠͖͎̻͇̬̯͇̺͇̼̦͟͠r̴̶̸͟͏͍̖̫͉̙͎͙̖͉̙̝ͅ ̢̰͉͕͉̝͕̩̞̭̰̣̜̺̘̖͇́͠r͞͞҉̶̷͎̩̮̤̦͍͕̘͓̼̘̠e̷̛̫̥̙̞͖͈̦̖ǵ̛̣̹͎̖̤̟̯͚͚͚͔̣̘͎͜͡u̵̵̸̺͍̯̤̣̤̩̕l̢̰̫̜̦̞̪̱̙̭̟̼̯͔͉̣̮̟̀́à̩̫̝̖̭͍̭͕̝͓̭̩̼͉̯r̴̛̺̳͔̼̼̥̦͖̩̭̥͚l̜͔͉̯̺̀͜͞y̡̟͇͓͈͓̺̥̥-̢̱̝͈̬̻͚͎̮͉͍̝͡͡ş̷̤͓̤̺̥̣͕̯͚͔̩͎̩͖̟̼͠ć̸̷̭̣̩̳̥̞͉̜͉̰̤̘̱̕h͙̹̼̜̣̼̠̭̟͈̱͉͝͞ͅe̛͡҉̷̗̳̞̫͝d҉̵̴̩̯͕͈̟̻̺͚̻̥͎͇̜ú̧̪̼̳͍͇̣̳̣̤̪̭̮̀͞l̨͈̤͉̠͖̩̳̤͕̩͍̟͙̦̞̫̦̭̀͘̕ͅḛ̛̞̼̪̞̲̭̙̠̲̘ͅḏ̸̸̗̖̙͍͕̺̪͈͚̥̲͚͈̝̲͘͟ ̸̷̡̨̫͍͈̪͠p̧͚̟̟̗̦̩͈͎̺̰̖̦͘͡ŗ̴̷͉̖̻͓̜̺͖̹͉͙̖̲̣̰̲̜͔̺͜͠ͅǫ̺̝̭̮͇̕͢͝͡ǵ̶̟̯̤̤̩͙̥̤̥̗̠̭͚͔̰͠r҉̞͓͇̥̝̩̭͢a͎͖̳͖̰̪̺͚̜͡͠͞ͅͅm̷̧̛̤͉̟̫̺̰̯̻̼͓̱̪̣͢͜ͅḿ̴̢͖̦̲̼̫̺̘̻̩̫̟̳̫͢ͅͅi̛̟͎̰̘͉̟̜̩͈͇̤̦̯͍̜̬̬̜̕̕͝ͅn̵̺̟̣̹͓͠ģ̶̶̘̞̭̠͇̭̼̞̞͇̖͍̘͟.̨̟̹͖͡ ̴̛͙̱̭̜͈͔̥͍͍͚͖̞̤̱̘͕͚̘͟͢ͅ



After that, nobody messed with Greg, but they still didn’t have any friends. Quite the opposite, it made things worse. Not long after, Greg’s moms got a knock at the door from a bald man in a tan jacket. He introduced himself as an agent of NEST, a government organization who oversaw metahuman affairs and protection. He talked to Greg and his parents for a long time, about schools where metahumans could learn about their powers, safe from outside influence. Ultimately, Greg and their parents declined. Instead, a NEST agents would come to Greg’s house on weekend and teach them some basic power control abilities. 

In middle school, Greg began to identify as nonbinary. This came without much resistance from their parents, but much from the school, where teachers refused to call Greg “they” instead of “he”. On his thirteenth birthday, Greg legally changed their name to “Grey”, and thus Gregory Alberts was officially gone. 

In high school, Grey had a little more luck. Their high school was bigger, and thus had a larger student population. Here, Grey found their place among the theater kids, many of whom were also LGBT. While in drama club, Grey developed their love of makeup. While Tanya and Leanna had taught them the basics before, Grey began to excel. Grey had their first boyfriend in high school, a tall red-haired boy with square glasses named Michael. He was a lighting tech in the drama department and liked using big words. They had their first kiss with him in the dressing room before a performance of Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat. That night, Grey watched from the wings as the lights descended upon the stage from above: it was red, and green, and yellow, and brown, and blue. 

Grey went to beauty school in Baltimore for a cosmetology degree after high school. While in school, they discovered Instagram and became one of the first makeup artists there, showing off their abilities. Near the end of college, Grey met Joseph. He was a violinist, long and graceful with brown hair that swept down the right side of his face and stubble across his jawline. He wore hoop earrings and v-neck shirts. They met at a recital at the Peabody institute, where Joseph went to school. After the recital, Grey struck up conversation about Joseph’s suit. They went from there to get a drink and then...well, we won’t talk about what happened then. 

Grey and Joseph became inseparable. Where Grey was haughty and caught up in their own coolness, Joseph was mellow and brought them back down to Earth. Where Grey was shy and reclusive, Joseph was passionate and loud and would bring Grey safely out of their comfort zone. The two are, in fact, quite inseparable to this day. They got married in 2015. It was one of the last happy days of Grey’s life, as they’d retell it. 

What happened next... you'll have to find out, won't you? 




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[center][h3][b]⫸ P O W E R   I N F O R M A T I O N ⫷[/b][/h3]
[i]"That’s all you people ever fucking want to know, and it’s the one thing I won’t tell you."[/i][/center]

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[b]▼ | POWER   CLASSIFICATION : | [/b]
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[b]▼ | POWER   DESCRIPTION : | [/b]
[indent] [hider= Power Description][youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i5_asj1BGFs[/youtube]
H̸͇͉̥̲̭ͮ́ẻ͖̩͎̬̯̘h̚̕͠͏̱͉̜e̝ͪ̑̽͊̀h̸̸̦̖͇͙̯̫̍̔e̶̡̗̪͓͔̩͗̂̄ͤͬ͋̓͘.̡̳̥̯̈̾̌ͬ̿͌̍ͨ͠.̞̳̞̺͚͊ͣͨͪ̕͡.̨̨̲̠͚͕̙̫̬ͥ̓̊͊̿ͦ ̢͕̜̤̘͓͔͑̈̏́͑d̜̠͓͈̞̖̣ͮ͒͂̑̍̊͝ͅo̶͎͔̻͕̞̎͋̂̍n̹̰̜̺͑͆ͮ̓̍ͮͥ͑'̴̨̭̫̟̋͐͟t̸̶̀͌̐͌̈́҉̣̼̞͙͈͔̦ ͪ̐͗̇͏̵͕̻͇͍y̱͚ͦ̔̄ͤ͆o͍̓ͭͣ̑̽͝ụ̶͋̔̋ͭ̓ͧ ̵͎̲̿͐͡w̼̖̙̜̭͔̬̮̑͊́ͭị̗ͥ̍ͥ̐͛ͨͤ͌́͟s̢̨͍̻̞̋ͧh̶̵̦̙̩͙̮͙̞̔̈́́͟ ̧̦̤̳̼̟̓ȳ̢̻̝̮̣͕̺̯̳̠ͨͫͬͦͯͦ̓o̵͍͖̝̗͎͎̙ͤ̽ͧ́͞uͧ͐̎̀͒̂͋́ͯ́͏͖̥ ̵̬̼̈k͕͕͇̹͙ͭ̃̈́̈́͌̒͢͟n͉̗͇͔͊̑ͩͨ͊͂e̩͓̯̭̮͉̼ͩ̔̍w̲̳̯̘̻͍͒̓̈́͂ͬ͆̏̀͢.̶̙̞̯͙͓̘̩̅͘.̷̲̯̞͖͔̫̔̃.̢͎̟̙̹̟͛͐ͣͪ͠      [/hider] [/indent]

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[center][h3][b]⫸ O T H E R ⫷[/b][/h3]
[i]"There's a lot of strange people in this world, but it's not like we're ones to talk." [/i][/center]

[indent] Things which Grey collects: 

Nail polish 
Records 
Classic video game consoles/games 
Postcards 
Lipstick 
Decks of playing cards (but doesn’t know many card tricks; just thinks they look cool) 
Rubik's Cubes

Additionally, Grey is a low-level lieutenant for the Boyz, mask and all. Grey and their crew work in Jackson Row, dealing drugs to the hipsters and bar crawlers. 

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[hider=Grey's Relationship Table]
[table=bordered][row][cell]Character name[/cell] [cell][i]Opinion[/i][/cell][/row]

[row][cell] Joyboy [/cell][cell][i] "He's the only one of these meth-heads I can tolerate. At least he's actually interested in helping out the community."  [/i][/cell][/row]
[row][cell] Joygirl [/cell][cell][i] "I stay away from her. She scares me..."  [/i][/cell][/row]
[row][cell] Big Dong [/cell][cell][i] "What a creep."  [/i][/cell][/row]
[row][cell] Bible Bill [/cell][cell][i] "I feel bad that Bill's been caught up in all this. He needs psychiatric help, not a job peddling drugs and beating people up. The least I can do is try to keep him out of trouble."  [/i][/cell][/row]
[row][cell]  [/cell][cell][i]  [/i][/cell][/row]
[row][cell]  [/cell][cell][i]  [/i][/cell][/row]
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[hider= Grey's Gang Underlings] 
[hider=Enrique Castro-Perez][center]

[b][19 | Enrique Castro-Perez | Male ][/b]

[b]Description:[/b]
5'6", 220 lbs. Latin-American man with a pot belly and a round, chubby face. Dark eyes, short-cut curly black hair, a double chin, and messy stubble. He wears baggy cargo shorts and a white tank top, and usually carries a canvas backpack. He operates as a drug dealer for the Boyz. Recently, he fell under the command of Grey, and the two don't get along at all. Enrique is fairly close-minded and conservative, and thinks Grey is a freak. 

[b]Power:[/B]

[i]Meatloaf:[/i] Enrique has the ability to rapidly inhale and inflate his body, expanding his fat cavities to create a wall of marshmallow. In this form, Enrique is extremely immobile, but his fat becomes hyper-regenerative, making him very difficult to damage. 
[/center][/hider]

[hider=Albert McCalister][center]

[b][ 22 | Albert McCalister | Male][/b]

[b]Description:[/b]
5'7", stocky build. Pale skin with freckles and curly red hair. Messy red beard and bad teeth, yellowed, thin, and crooked, with a few missing. His eyes are enormous. They look like those [url=http://knowledgebase.lookseek.com/images/animals/fish/aquarium-fish/telescope-eye-goldfish.jpg]puffy-eyed goldfish eyes[/url]. The eyes themselves are gold-colored with shimmers of red. To cover his eyes he wears a gigantic pair of black ski-style goggles. He always wears a Miami Heat Dwayne Wade jersey, cargo shorts, red Air Jordans, and a bucket hat with weed leaves on it. His left arm has a sleeve of tattoos, some of which are references to sports, anime, weed leaves, etc. Al is a dealer for the Boyz, and is quite good at his job. 

[b]Power:[/B]

[i]Eye of the Tiger[/i] : Albert has highly-advanced eyes which allow him to see a range of colors beyond human abilities. He can see deep red, infrared, and ultraviolet light, and can also see in very dark environments. His advanced eyes also give him an increased reaction time. However, his eyes are very light sensitive and can be easily damaged. 

[/center][/hider]

[hider= “Bible Bill”]



[b]Name:[/b]
[indent]William “Bible Bill” Bryan[/indent]

[b]Age:[/b]
[indent]25[/indent]

[b]Description:[/b]
[indent] “Bible Bill”, as he is called, is a skinny and weak-looking member of the Boyz. He has long brown hair that is tangled and messy and comes down to his shoulders, and an enormous beard. Dark eyes that dart back and forth constantly and a constantly-clenched jaw of yellowed teeth. Bible Bill is schizophrenic, and this causes him for some reason to believe that he is the second coming of Jesus. He runs around battlefields during turf wars with a Gideon Bible that he stole from a hotel in one hand and a gun in the other, screaming about how people should follow him to paradise. Besides that, Bill spends a lot of time arguing philosophy to no one in particular. Once homeless, the Boyz gave him a place to live in exchange for his services to them. Bill works under the Boyz lieutenant Grey as an enforcer, putting the fear of God into anyone who infringes on the Boyz' turf.  [/indent]

[b]Powers:[/b]
[indent] Well if his claims of being the Messiah are true, then total Omnipotence. His claims of being the Messiah are not true.  [/indent][/hider][/hider]