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[b]Name |[/b] Diarmi 'Dimi' Carlevaro
[b]Alias |[/b] Flip
[b]Age |[/b] 14
[b]Gender |[/b] Male
[b]Appearance |[/b] Who dresses this kid? That may be the first thing that comes to mind of anyone who encounters Diarmi in civilian life. His outfits tend to be ill-fitting and ill-matched, with plenty of stitching and patchwork. Given his size - 5'2" and 120 pounds when soaked - probably isn't a surprise to realize his parents do. He's visibly young, with tan skin and bright green eyes that haven't yet picked up on all the cynicism of the world apparently. His dark brown hair is often neatly combed, though his habit of getting into high places often makes it wind-tousled. 
[b]Notoriety |[/b] Watched
[b]Danger Level/Variant Type |[/b] Class 1/2/Mentalist
[b]Abilities |[/b] His powers are directly linked to his mental state - the stronger/more enduring the state, the more potent the powers. When he's depressed, his powers tend towards the defensive - invisibility for a short period of time, creating a shield against hand-to-hand attacks, and slowing one's perception of time. When he's manic, his powers are more offensive - telekinesis, psychic energy blasts, and levitation. When "normal", he has access to weakened versions of all his powers.

[Gear]
[b]Attire |[/b] Diarmi's superhero attire isn't much - a blue spandex bodysuit, an orange windbreaker, a blue scarf wrapped around his neck (around 6 ft long), and orange-tinted goggles.
[b]Armament/Equipment |[/b] For the most part, this kid goes out unarmed. However, it's worth noting that his scarf has a weight sewn into both ends - he can use it as a makeshift grapple or as a quick bludgeoning weapon.

[Temperament & Lifestyle]
[b]Affiliation |[/b] Vigilante/independent
[b]Personality/Habits |[/b] Diarmi's a performer at heart, and it shows in his nature: jovial, friendly, expressive, in a few words. He's hardly going to intimidate anyone, and he seems aware of this fact - he's slow to anger, and quick to release it. He's quite friendly and actually loves comics and superheroes, having spent hours in bookstores , comic book stores, and libraries reading them when he has the chance. He actually looks up to most Nobles, seeing them as the 'good guys'. Despite his cheer and belief in heroes, he resents being called 'naive'.
[b]Occupation/Trade |[/b] Street performer
[b]Skills/Talents |[/b] Diarmi is excellent at parkour. His spatial awareness is excellent largely out of necessity.
[b]Family |[/b] Father (Cosimo Carlevaro), mother (Guadalupe 'Lupita' Calevaro-Fuentes), older sister (Alessandra 'Alessa' Carlevaro), older brother (Lorenzo 'Loris' Carlevaro), younger sister (Zola Carlevaro)
[b]Background |[/b] Diarmi's family has been poor for as long as he can remember - they skipped town to avoid paying the bill for his birth and were living out of a van at the time. At least, that's how Alessa tells it. Both his parents insist they did pay the bill for his birth, though neither denies the claim of living out of the van. As they tell it, they couldn't afford the RV until after Zola was born. The point is, Diarmi is used to living in poverty, busking in the streets as soon as he was old enough and proved himself at first to be a decent singer, to go along with his father's fiddle-playing. By the time he was 11, he switched to parkour, climbing to high places for the entertainment of those below. 

Diarmi deeply loved his family, even if the RV was cramped and only one bathroom for six people was about as pleasant as it sounds. He never questioned why the family moved around so much or how they seemed to make more money than one might expect from busking - then again, do most kids question their parents' finances? Besides, he had bigger things on his mind, like when he realized he could pick his blanket up off the floor just by thinking about doing it. He was a Variant, he quickly realized, with a variety of skills he could make use of. Was anyone else in the family? This stuff was genetic, he read at the library. Maybe Mom was, she did do a magic act that was pretty impressive and no one questioned. Then again, maybe she was always as good at sleight of hand as he thought. He decided to try to keep it to himself - it's what most heroes did in the comics he read, they never told anyone about their powers.

But one day, when he was 13, Diarmi was forced to confront that love and those questions he never asked when it was his turn to total the day's takings, and he found a woman's wallet among the items. She must've lost it, he reasoned, and Loris had to pull him aside to explain what, besides street performances, their family did: while Mom and Dad, and now Diarmi, held the crowd's attention, Alessa and Loris would pickpocket them. Yes, Mom and Dad knew, who do you think taught them? And yes, one day, Diarmi and probably Zola would either take over performing or pickpocketing, though they were both still too young. So, no, the wallet was not lost, though Loris usually tried to sneak wallets back after emptying them of cash and card. Alessa must've taken the wallet. Loris then decided he'd finished counting the day's profits, as Diarmi was visibly shattered by these revelations.

At first, he cursed Loris for telling him, then everyone else (sans Zola) for lying to him, then just his parents for making them all criminals. Diarmi didn't want to be a pickpocket, he wanted to be a hero like in the comics. But to do that, he'd have to turn his family in. That was a lot of pressure to put on a 13-year-old, and then he and Zola would be orphaned. And then what would happen to them? They'd probably be separated, she was a good four years younger than he was. And ultimately, what would he have achieved? Doing one good deed at the cost of everything he knew and loved. And so, not without disgust with himself, he chose to keep the family secret - though he did demand Zola be left out of it to Alessa and Loris. Let her keep her innocence. For his part, he'd never quite unerstood the vigilante impulse until now - he couldn't be a real hero, not as long as he let his family keep stealing. But he could go out and stop others from stealing and attacking people. And so, with his Variant powers, his parkour skills, and a new sense of purpose, he fashioned himself a costume from hand-me-downs and became a vigilante.
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[b]Name |[/b] James Chang
[b]Alias |[/b] Jimi
[b]Age |[/b] 18
[b]Gender |[/b] Male
[b]Appearance |[/b] Standing at 5'6" - a bit shorter than average - Jimi's none-too-impressive build often leaves others with the impression that he can be pushed around, and nothing about the way he carries himself suggests otherwise. Most of his clothing is a size or two too large for him, and is mostly hoodies and jeans, with bandage wrappings under the hoodie. Thanks to those wrappings, he typically smells of lavender and sage. Under the wrappings are ten scattered eye tattoos (hazel, unlike his own blue color), which he insists is part of the 'evil spirit's' manifestation. He generally looks a bit sickly - unusually pale, highlighted by messy brown hair, and often bending joints in ways that ought to be painful. 
[b]Notoriety |[/b] Wanted
[b]Danger Level/Variant Type |[/b] Class 3/Architect
[b]Abilities |[/b] Jimi's mainpowers involve the siphoning of energy - he can drain heat energy off a person or object, leaving them much colder (or even hypothermic), and transfer it into something or someone else, potentially causing fevers and fires. He can also 'store' the energy (which can cause internal and external damage to his body)

[Gear]
[b]Attire |[/b] No special uniform for 'Variant' work - he just sticks with the hoodies and jeans.
[b]Armament/Equipment |[/b] Jimi carries around a metal pipe with a rubber handle; he uses this to conduct the electrical energy he converts, effectively giving himself a stun baton.

[Temperament & Lifestyle]
[b]Affiliation |[/b] Pariah Underground connections
[b]Personality/Habits |[/b] Jimi comes across as a typical, if perhaps overly cheerful, teenager at a glance. This glosses over some of his quirks, such as how superstitious he is, his somewhat fatalistic beliefs, and his need to be useful. Jimi is cheerful and optimistic, true, about everything but himself. For his part, he's convinced he's host to an evil spirit and one day, it will consume everything he loves and cares about - so perhaps it's best his lot in life is kept small and insignificant. This steadfast belief is directly at odds with his desire to have friends and not be lonely. The only way he could find to reconcile the two was to employ his services for others, regardless of their moral code. He is fiercely loyal to whoever employs him, but it has not stopped him from apologizing whenever someone gets hurt.
[b]Occupation/Trade |[/b] "Mook for hire" - he's a criminal accomplice in other words. The lookout, the distraction, sometimes even the muscle.
[b]Skills/Talents |[/b] Besides his powers, Jimi is decent at hand-to-hand combat and dodging. He's actually quite adept at controlling a battlefield. For non-combat skills, he's surprisingly decent at chess and great at most card tricks.
[b]Family |[/b] The closest known is a Chinese-American couple who had taken him in for about 6 years, before he ran away two years ago.
[b]Background |[/b] Jimi's earliest memory has him as a child, waking up surrounded by corpses in an isolated building in the middle of a forest. He had no idea who he was, just the echo of the name 'James' in his head. He made his way back to civilization where he was confronted with a new problem: he had no idea where he lived or was supposed to even go. The thoughts in his head grew dark: hurt people, kill people, take their food, take their homes. They no longer felt like his thoughts. He wanted someone he could talk to who'd answer all his questions and make him feel better. He ended up homeless for about a week, before he was finally noticed by a woman named Mei Chang. She bought him a burger and asked where his parents were. Upon receiving no answer, she offered to take him to the police. Jimi freaked out, at which point she offered to take him to her house instead. Thus, Mei Chang ended up taking Jimi home to her husband, Haoyu Chang. While the child was a surprise, he was not exactly an unwanted one and, as long as he helped out around the house, he was allowed to stay.

And so James, nicknamed Jimi by Mei, became a part of the Chang household. He started getting a grasp on his powers and using them for tasks like cooking. All the while, that little voice in his head never went away. It practically craved blood and when Jimi researched it, he learned about possession, something he felt fit perfectly. He was possessed, and he could not let the Changs know or else, as the voice liked to point out, they'd probably throw him back onto the streets. 

Jimi did his best to balance his Variant status, his apparent possession, and his less-than-legal status. He knew at any moment the Changs could hand him over to police to find his real parents - why that frightened him so badly, he couldn't remember, but he knew it had to be avoided. The 'spirit', however, simply got worse and worse until it provided Jimi with a gruesome plan to do away with the Changs. That was the night Jimi packed a bag and left the Chang household. He didn't stickaround long before leaving the city entirely and finding a new city to call home - New Haven. He was 16 (probably), he could handle himself. Though it quickly turned out what he couldn't handle was the loneliness. Even with a spider "pet" he was still lonely. It wasn't until reading the police blotter one day that he was struck by an idea: he could hang out with people, easily! After all, he could make for a great lookout and, if he could be honest, he probably wouldn't be as scared of the 'evil spirit' threatening criminals who would hurt others for a quick payout. And so Jimi began assisting various criminals in robberies, burglaries, and other property crimes. Despite his earlier thoughts, he found he had a hard time stomaching the company of those who really would kill for a quick payout. It wasn't to say no one ever got hurt on the heists he attended, but it was more a side effect than a goal. However, he still proved to be a soft touch, apologizing even to cops who got hurt while he tried to distract them or ditching his post to help someone injured.

It is at this point that, while being investigated, his fingerprints brought up a missing person case: a married couple and their son, who was 5 at the time of disappearance. They were Jacob and Victoria Lauder, with their son Dwayne Lauder, reported missing by Victoria's parents. According to them, Jacob and Victoria before their disappearance had spoken of having found a better religion to raise their son in, one that promised to "make him important or some nonsense like that". Cross-referencing the area they lived in with known Variant activity brings up one James H. Fisher, a man known for being able to take over others and control their actions, even most Variants. It is known he runs a small religious cult with the aim of bringing people to him. Between Jimi's assumed name and history of intrusive thoughts, it can be theorized that Fisher tried also using his power on him and failed. From then, it's all unknown, but it's not unreasonable to assume Fisher had this failure "killed", as well as the rest of his existing cult, leading into what Jimi remembers.
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