[hr][center][color=deb30a][h1]Melissa Summerfield ~ Honeybee[/h1][/color][/center]
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[@Pirouette] [@Heartfillia]

[color=deb30a]"Ohhh!"[/color] Melissa's eyes grew round behind her goggles. [color=deb30a]"You're quite the lucky one! So many possible applications! My Quirk is a substance production one too, but I can only do so much with it. Still, it has its uses..." [/color]

She held out her hand, blobs of golden liquid forming at the tips of her fingers. [color=deb30a]"It's pretty much honey, but it's sticky enough that if I fling large amounts at opponents, it can bind their feet to the ground or at least slow them down. Of course, I've got to be careful not to stick myself to things, or use up too many nutrients at once."[/color] Setting down her drink and taking a wipe from her bag, she cleaned her hand, deep in thought as she did so.

[color=deb30a]"Hey, you think we could combine our Quirks?"[/color] she asked Namie. [color=deb30a]"Depending what your liquid is made of, they might not be a perfect fit, but it could give you more to work with in a pinch! Oooh, and here's something we could try..."[/color] She gave Alex a wide grin. [color=deb30a]"Papier mache! Mixing paper with a suitable substance could open up a whole new range of options for you, and your Quirk is pretty versatile anyway! Either or both of us could help out there. If it's Namie, freezing it or partially drying it as you toughen the paper would make for some sturdy structures!"[/color]

Turning her attention back to Namie, she pulled a few bottles from her bag. [color=deb30a]"And if you need to top up on any nutrients before the test, I've got several homemade beverages here! Just let me know what you need. Alex, feel free to take some too!"[/color]

Hopefully Namie and Alex wouldn't get too weirded out by the ingredients on the labels, like some people did. What was wrong with banana and beetroot anyway?

[hr][center][color=steelblue][h1]Jack Bocklet ~ Springheeled Jack[/h1][/color][/center]
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[@Nyahahameha]

While most students simply advanced upon hearing their names, one boy leapt right up, over the crowd's heads. A group of his 1-B classmates moved aside as he landed, the springstilts jutting through his boots from his feet launching him into a smaller jump that brought him to his teammates.

"Hey! Watch where you're jumping!" somebody yelled.

The boy smirked, head high, arms folded across his leather jacket. [color=steelblue]"How about [i]you[/i] watch where [i]I'm[/i] jumping?"[/color] he replied, before turning back to the girls. He didn't know them, but he was sure he'd seen one of them around - anyone would remember that fluffy white hair. He sauntered closer, the springstilts tucked into his feet. [color=steelblue]"You're in luck girls, with me on your team, victory's gotta be a given! I mean you saw my Quirk just now, and just wait till you see my jump kicks! Call me Springheeled Jack - but don't ya worry, I'm not scary."[/color] A confident grin spread across his face. [color=steelblue]"Except to opponents!"[/color]