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[sub][COLOR=darkgray]Ariel Carmela Mustafa[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=darkgray]February 20[sup]th[/sup],2000[/COLOR]   [b]|[/b]   [COLOR=darkgray]23[/COLOR]   [b]|[/b]   [COLOR=darkgray]Mixed (Latina/Malay)[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=darkgray]Single[/COLOR]   [b]|[/b]   [COLOR=darkgray]⚧ (they/she)[/COLOR]   [b]|[/b]   [COLOR=darkgray]Pansexual[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=darkgray]Truth or Consequences[/COLOR]   [b]|[/b]   [COLOR=darkgray]New Mexico[/COLOR]   [b]|[/b]   [COLOR=darkgray]United States[/COLOR][/sub][/center]
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[indent][sub][b][color=#fde1ef]   P H Y S I C A L   T R A I T S[/color][/b][/sub]
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	[COLOR=gray][COLOR=darkgray]◼   [b]B U I L D[/b]   ||[/COLOR]   [i]Lanky[/i]
	[COLOR=darkgray]◼   [b]H A I R   C O L O U R[/b]   ||[/COLOR]   [i]Brown[/i]
	[COLOR=darkgray]◼   [b]E Y E   C O L O U R[/b]   ||[/COLOR]   [i]Hazel[/i]
	[COLOR=darkgray]◼   [b]H E I G H T[/b]   ||[/COLOR]  [i]6'0"[/i]
	[COLOR=darkgray]◼   [b]W E I G H T[/b]   ||[/COLOR]   [i]138 lbs[/i]
	[COLOR=darkgray]◼   [b]S K I N   T O N E[/b]   ||[/COLOR]   [i]Fair[/i][/COLOR][/SUP]
[color=#2e2c2c]-[/color][/indent][/hider][/INDENT][INDENT][sub][sup][h3][b][color=black] [color=2c2c2c]▅[/color]  [sub]M O T I V A T I O N S   &   G O A L S[/sub][/color]
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[COLOR=gray]"I've spent my entire life asking questions. I need answers. I [i]deserve[/i] answers."

From questioning their identity to confronting the great unknown that is their hyperhuman powers, Ariel's life begins with a question mark, and the last thing they want is for it to end with one. Scientia potentia est, or 'Knowledge is power'. Their objective, apart from making sure their heart is still beating, is to accumulate knowledge, to know and to be powerful for it. Even if they have to lie, cheat, and steal for it.[/color][/sup]
[sub][b][color=#fde1ef]   G O A L S[/color][/b][/sub]
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[COLOR=gray]"Plans are for solid people."

Ariel learned the hard way that planning too far ahead is just setting future Ariel up for disappointment. Their aspirations of life being the way it once was, peace and quiet? Literally 90% of the human population is against people like them. Their naive desire for vigilante justice protecting the weak, like in the comics and TV? All they can do is spray water. It's safer to just not plan for anything more long-term than a week, Ariel reasons.[/color][/sup]
[color=#2e2c2c]-[/color][/indent][/hider][/INDENT][INDENT][sub][sup][h3][b][color=black] [color=2c2c2c]▅[/color]  [sub]N O T E S[/sub][/color]
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[COLOR=gray][color=fde1ef][b]►[/b][/color] Ariel loves pro wrestling, the spectacle of poetry in motion combined with compelling characters. They grew up watching old [i]Smackdown![/i] tapes and came to idolize Latino Heat, Eddie Guerrero. [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=udCn8WvlnlM]His catchphrase[/url] is a mantra that helped Ariel plenty during her fugitive days. In another life, they would have pursued indie wrestling as a full-time thing, but they caught on quick that they lacked the athleticism for the squared circle. So Ariel's stuck being a mark.[/color]
[COLOR=gray][color=fde1ef][b]►[/b][/color] Ariel is fluent in English and Spanish. They are semi-fluent in Bahasa Indonesia and Bahasa Melayu.[/color]
[COLOR=gray][color=fde1ef][b]►[/b][/color] Dialogue Color: [color=fde1ef]#fde1ef[/color][/color][/sup][color=#2e2c2c]-[/color][/indent][/hider][/INDENT]
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[COLOR=GRAY][indent]Ariel Mustafa had a relatively normal life, their only bits of interest being nonconforming to the gender binary and living in a place called [i]Truth or Consequences[/i]. Their single mother, Pamela, brought the household from the urban chaos of Los Angeles to the peace and quiet of T-or-C after her Malaysian husband fled the States to dodge legal issues. To their knowledge, both Mom and Dad lacked the Hype-Gene, so you couldn't blame them for expecting much the same: an uneventful life.

For a while, it was. Ariel's school life went by smoothly enough, apart from the occasional bullying and the stress of confronting their nonbinary identity. With middling grades, they simply remained at T-or-C and found work at the iconic local hot springs. College could come later, they thought, unaware of the capricious laughter of Fate in the distance. 

Everything changed in those hot springs. And it was all because of a single obtuse customer. This tourist couple kept hounding Ariel about "75% off holiday coupons" afforded to them by a travel agency. Ariel tried, [i]tried[/i] to politely inform the couple that no such promotion existed and this 'travel agency' did not coordinate with the hot springs in the slightest. Still, they were persistent and no amount of patience could withstand the agony of service work. In that moment of emotion, Ariel's hyperhuman abilities manifested and a nearby pool of hot spring water erupted in a scalding torrent. Property damage aside, several people were injured and one of Ariel's coworkers later passed away from third-degree burns.

Ariel killed someone. They were a hyperhuman and they [i]killed[/i] someone. Aware of what happened to out-of-control hyperhumans and fearing the inevitable, they made the decision to go off the grid and run away from Truth or Consequences. A terrible thing, a fugitive at 22, jumping from town to town, railroad to railroad just for the opportunity to live free tomorrow. Living on the run forced them to do things they weren't exactly proud of. Robbery, trespassing, fraud, putting truth to what the world thought of hyperhumans: dangerous scoundrels without a moral compass. Though aimless for the first few year, their days spent half-drunk and half-loathing, Ariel began to connect with other hypes. They reached out to those who share the same genes, the same mistakes, the same sins as them. It was with the grace of H.E.L.P, then, that Ariel found out about the PRCU. A sanctuary for people like them, Ariel thought. No more looking over their shoulder to check if they were still being hunted. No more lying, no more cheating, no more stealing.

Okay, maybe a [i]little[/i] bit of lying.

After their old hope of 'home' evaporated, it was time to find a new one. Ariel made the long drive to British Columbia and never looked back.[/indent][/COLOR][INDENT][sub][sup][h3][b][color=black] [color=fde1ef]▅[/color]   [sub]P E R S O N A L I T Y[/sub][/color]
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[COLOR=GRAY][indent]Ariel tries their best to maintain the impression of a calm and friendly individual. Not one to pursue a conversation of their own but never one to deny a conversation either, they socialize adequately enough with their peers. Most would call them pleasant, a bit of a dry joker with their banter, but always willing to pause and try to understand what their friends going through. Of course, this is because of Ariel's adaptable personality. For most, the Ariel you want is the Ariel you get. They've become adept in pleasing others and telling them what they want to hear, because they are water and you are the cup. Call them duplicitous, call them two-faced, Ariel will simply nod and agree.

Ariel's adaptability speaks volumes of their emotional intelligence, in a way. Perhaps out of a profound fear of what happens when their emotions take control of their powers, they strive to always be in control of both and aware of not only their own emotional state but also the emotional state of others. Like a still pond, the surface of Ariel Mustafa is calm and serene, reflecting yourself when you look deep into them.

And look deep enough, you find a person still trying to get used to asking for help, a river flows alone. You find a whirlpool of loathing that blames themself for this...torrent they cannot control. You find an individual that tries their hardest to keep the whirlpool under control by pleasing others because maybe this time, it will be different. Maybe this time, this is home. Maybe this time, no one has to burn.[/indent][/COLOR][INDENT][sub][sup][h3][b][color=black] [color=#fde1ef]▅[/color]   [sub]A B I L I T I E S,   L I M I T A T I O N S,   &   W E A K N E S S E S[/sub][/color]
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[COLOR=GRAY][INDENT][sub][b][color=darkgray]   H Y P E R H U M A N   A B I L I T Y   || H Y D R O K I N E S I S[/color][/b][/sub]
[SUB][COLOR=#fde1ef]__[/COLOR][color=#fde1ef][b]PRIMARY CLASSIFICATION[/b]		||[/COLOR] EXOTERIC[/SUB]
[SUB][COLOR=#fde1ef]__[/COLOR][color=#fde1ef][b]SECONDARY CLASSIFICATION[/b]	||[/COLOR] ELEMENTAL[/SUB]

[INDENT]Ariel's hyperhuman ability is Water Manipulation. Their HZE ions interact uniquely with H₂O, able to influence water so long as it remains in liquid state. The practical applications of this ability are tremendously vast and Ariel themself has only scratched the surface in utilizing their power. At its most fundamental, they can induce waves from bodies of water to strike at an enemy and shape loose water into protective barriers. They are also able to influence the liquid water that they intake to become more oxygen-rich, effectively allowing them to breathe water. With great focus and a measure of recklessness, Ariel can violently draw moisture out of their immediate environment, whether it be from the ground, plants, or even themself.[/indent]
[sub][b][color=#fde1ef]   L I M I T A T I O N S   || LIMITS OF A LIQUID[/color][/b][/sub]

[INDENT]Ariel's abilities are focused on the liquid state of matter. They are unable to influence water vapor or ice in any way, and as their powers rely on an existing source of water, making the water around them evaporate or freeze is a surefire way to deprive them of an offense. Or defense. Or anything, for that matter, forcing Ariel to draw out water from 'alternative' sources.[/indent]
[sub][b][color=#fde1ef]   W E A K N E S S E S   || LATINX HEAT[/color][/b][/sub]

[INDENT]Being specially attuned to water and moisture, Ariel is extremely susceptible to fire and heat. Before their powers manifested, they assumed that the New Mexico heat was simply that hard to bear. The cool ocean breeze of British Columbia was paradise compared to T-or-C, but even at room temperature, an exoteric hyperhuman with fire powers (or just some schmuck with a flamethrower) will give them a bad time. Enough heat or direct contact with fire can even send Ariel into an unconscious state of shock.[/indent][/INDENT][/COLOR]
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[COLOR=GRAY][indent][sub][b][color=fde1ef]Y O U   A W A K E   I N   T H E   D E A D   O F   N I G H T,   W H A T   W O K E   Y O U?[/color][/b][/sub]

[indent][color=fde1ef]"When your life hinges on not being seen by anyone,"[/color] Ariel started to answer, their voice slow and soft. [color=fde1ef]"You start to get used to moving when everyone else isn't. I learned quickly that night is safety. Sleep a little in the day, move at night, and I'm more likely to see the morning again. It's been that way for a year until this place came into my life, so my natural clock is fucked."

"I guess old habits die hard?"[/color] Ariel shrugs, smiling.[/indent]
[sub][b][color=fde1ef]A   D I S H E V E L E D   S T R A N G E R   A P P R O A C H E S   Y O U   A S K I N G   F O R   H E L P,   H O W   D O   Y O U   R E S P O N D?[/color][/b][/sub]

[indent][color=fde1ef]"This one of those morality questions?"[/color] Ariel asked in return, raising their eyebrows. [color=fde1ef]"Well, I wasn't born yesterday, that's for sure. Nine times out of ten, there's another bastard behind me, waiting for me to stop and talk to their 'friend'. Next thing I know, there's a switchblade in my neck and the rest is history. So in that situation, best I can do is give them a Lincoln and move on 'cuz if they really need my help, there's nothing I can do for them that 5 dollars can't, you know?"[/color][/indent]
[sub][b][color=darkgray]A N   I N T R U D E R   A L A R M   H A S   B E E N   S E T   O F F   O N   C A M P U S,    H O W   D O   Y O U   R E A C T?[/color][/b][/sub]

[indent][color=fde1ef]"Yes, I am well aware that this life is not a walk in the park."[/color] Ariel's tone grew serious when the topic of emergency and danger was broached. [color=fde1ef]"First things first is to coordinate as best as I can? I have never been a leader, but I'm not short on initiative either. Bottom line, though, if I can't help the situation, I'd get the fuck away and leave the work to those who can."[/color]

Was Ariel telling the truth? They wanted to think they would be able to help in the event of atrue emergency, but alas, only their last sentence held truth. The Campus was surrounded by the ocean. Their first and last course of action was to take shelter beneath the waves until the storm blew over.[/indent][/indent][/COLOR][/color]