[CHAR] Miss. Dawson's Home for the Truly Gifted [Closed for Now]

[Suzy Blue]

Name:
Lina Evangeline

Age:
16

Powers:
-Cryokinesis-
The ability to condense the moisture in the surrounding air in order to create ice. She can create whatever shape she wishes, limited only by the amount of moisture in the air. She can also control her ice constructs, moving or projecting them through the air.

Weapons:
N/A

Bio:
Lina was born to a famous concert violinist and, the fact that she grew up to share her father's talent and love of music was an ironclad bonding point for the two of them. When she was six she received a genuine Karl Hofner original violin from her father and began her tutelage under him. Her fascination with romance came when she turned eleven and she got her hands on one of her mother's old romance novels. It was a sappy, cliche filled book, but it awakened a fire in her to match her passion for music and she found herself enamored with even the concept of love. Lina's idyllic life came to an abrupt end, however, on the eve of her fourteenth birthday when she discovered, quite by accident, that she had an inexplicable ability. When this ability awakened, Lina was in public and it caused quite a stir, luckily most who hadn't witnessed the incident in person laughed it off as a stunt or prank, but she caught the attention of Miss Dawson's Home for the Truly Gifted and one day, when walking home from a violin recital, she found herself snatched away from family and friends, taken to this new prison with nothing but the clothes on her back and her violin in it's case.

Dreams/Wishes:
Lina is a girl who is in love with love. She wants, above all, to find romance.

Evil, Good, Walking the Line:
Good

Siblings (If Any):
Several older sisters

Pets (If Any):
N/A

[shinigami94]

Name
Azai Chasina

Age
25

Powers
Monochrome
Monochrome is a power that suppresses everything within 25 feet of the user, restraining and draining the vitality of living things, accompanied by the withering of all color, earning the power it's name. If left rampant, the power will twist and ravage everything in the area of effect. Also meaning that it shields the user from offensive force reducing its power substantially, it also drains the users energy according to how much energy been put to the skill, meaning that the user could also die if his whole energy is put to it, leading into something called the White Wall, that creates a white wall around themselves which emits blinding light and anything inside the wall ceases to exist including the user

(To give more details. Every time he uses the skill I will give a percent of the energy it's using. It drains 1% after he activates it, meaning if he starts with 10% it start adding up 1% with each post and that doesn't mean the skill is getting more powerful, because he needs to add another energy boost to the skill to power it up. And when it's not activated he recovers 10% with each post... Hope that explains it)

Minds Insight
It grants him tremendously accurate vision and the ability to read and predict practically any move his opponent could make as well as the minute details and movements of anything within his direct vision. The eye's only weakness is that when there is a physical obstacle blocking its path, it is unable to provide Azai with the predictions it normally would. And it also gives him advanced hearing.

(its only available for two posts of the opponent)

Weapons
Halberd

Bio
For all his life Azai been told by his life that he was good for nothing, trouble magnet kid. He wasn't good at school always having fights, and causing him to get all kinda if punishements like detentions and expellings, and resulting him of getting bad grades. But what his patents never understood was his reasons. His younger brother the golden boy of his parents and everybody else, was always being picked on in school and everywhere else because of his intelligence and overweight, and Azai couldn't let that pass by without making them say sorry. Their relationship was good they loved each other, his brother was the only person that knew Azai was smart but in his own way, but his protective instinct would always gets the best of him.

In the later years when Azai was 16 years old, he discovered that his only way to make it in life, was to make a career in sports so he joined a dojo trying to learn martial arts, to make a career in fighting. He was good and his master liked him, his parents still didn't approve of it, because it was taking all his time and pulling him away further from his studies, his younger brother encouraged him, and decided to join him, he didn't want to stay fat and get his brother in trouble for him. After a year of practicing Azai took the junior championship of Kung Fu, so he decided to drop out of school and that was the final straw for his parent, and kicked him out of home telling him that if he don't want to live by their terms, then he can live on his own, by himself, his brother was against it and told them he would leave with him if they do kick him out, yet Azai told him not and left home.

For the next years he was working part time jobs to pay for his rent, and practicing at the dojo, he was aiming to be a professional, because of his master wish. His master's training he started experiencing an ability his master called the mind's eye. His brother kept visiting him in his house and also kept training with him at the dojo, so their relationship was still excellent. As the years went by, he became a pro and was able to buy a home and he also adopted a pet dog called him Luka, his master was proud of him and had a great relationship until that day came. He was walking down the street when a strange man approched and tried to land a punch on Azai, a battle broke between the two and eventually Azai came out victorious, the man fell and seemed unconscious, but when he approached him he appeared to be dead, and that shocked him and that was quickly gone when a strange aura came from the deadman, and engulfed him. Azai felt strangely powerful, the aura started to shaping into something else, a monochromatic color field surronding him, decaying the deadman and the plants around him, he wanted to stop it but he couldn't at first but after it fully decayed the man, he was able to force it into a stop. He decided that the only man who was able to help was his master so he went for his help. His master was to help him, to control it but not control who it harms within its field. So his master gave him the location of a place he heard about, to help people like him to control their powers. Azai went there it was Miss Dawson's house...

Dreams/Wishes
To be able to live a wealthy life by his career

Evil, Good, Walking the Line
Walking the line

Siblings
Younger brother

Pets
A Canaan dog "Luka"

[Karl Kadaver]

Name: Tobias “Toby” Kirtman

Age: 16

Powers: Amorphous Physiology. Simply put, he can change his form to that of pretty much anything else as long as his mass and volume would remain the same. He can also use this ability to create organic matter anyplace on his body, such as teeth, tentacles, hair, extra organs, etc. However, using his abilities for long periods of time burns untold amounts of calories, so he is usually hungry and tires quickly.

Weapons: None to speak of, but like stated before, he can use his body to crate weapons that are as hard as bone.

Bio: When Tobias was a newborn, he nearly melted in his mother’s arms…literally. After running several tests on him, his doctors determined that there wasn’t anything biologically wrong with him…he was still human, or at least he had human-like DNA. Still had all of his major organs (although they tended to move around every now and then…), and he had all of his fingers and toes (but again, they tended to move around…). With some instruction, and monitoring by medical professionals, Toby was able to pass for an average human being…until he hit puberty. His hormones went more out of whack than the average teenager’s, and his form became less stable. By the time he was able to get himself back under control, his parents deemed that he was too dangerous to keep in ‘normal’ society. Hence, they sent him to Miss Dawson’s Home for the Truly “Gifted”.

Dreams/Wishes: He wants to be able to get more control of his form, and maybe live like a normal person. Pretty simple.

Evil, Good, Walking the Line: Tries to be good, seen as evil. Occasionally gives in to his ravenous hunger (hasn’t eaten a person yet, but he once devoured a stray cat).

Siblings (If Any): None

Pets (If Any): He wasn’t allowed to take his pet rabbit, Samson, with him.

[Madame Kitten]

Name: Artemis Reed

Age: 16

Powers: Ability to talk to, control, and transform into animals.

Weapons: Dual Samari Swords

Bio:

Bio

Artemis always loved animals, her first words being "Horsey" instead of "mommy" or "dada". Artemis was born into a loving family, her older sister Persephone being only 3 years older than her. The two of them got along quite well, both sharing a secret they learned once they were 6 years old; They had special powers. At her 6th birthday party she didn't have any friends, everyone went to her classmate Olivia's party because she had so many amazing things while Artemis only had Balloons, party hats, and cake.

She had never been popular, since she lived in a small town which her parents had moved to after she was born, so they were seen as strangers since everyone knew everyone and everyone had lived there for generations. But as she felt so lonely she was about to cry, a bird came to her window and asked her what's wrong. Artemis explained what was going and the two chatted for hours until her parents decided to take her out for dinner to cheer her up. After that she found out that not only could she talk to animals, she could manipulate them and even.... Turn into whatever animal she desired. One day her sister saw her turn from a white tiger into herself and so she decided to tell her Younger sister her own secret; She could manipulate and create any plant at all. The two shared this secret until the first day of high school.

Artemis was waiting to get picked up by her sister since she was on her second year of college while Artemis was a junior in high school, and the popular girl decided to pick on her. Artemis snapped, turning into a tiger and lunging at them. Fortunately for the girls Persephone was there to use her powers to ensnare her sister with vines, but neither escaped as someone had called the police. The two were tranquilized and taken into custody, brought to the nearest military base and spending 3 months there. They had bar codes tattooed into their necks and were experimented on for the last 2 months before the military were informed of Miss. Dawson's Home for the Truly Gifted.

The two were taken there in separate vehicles, being reunited once the military personnel had left and they were inside the force field. They were the first to get there, and they hoped that eventually others would join them since both Artemis and Persephone knew that'd be their only ticket out.

Dreams/Wishes: To get the hell out of Miss. Dawson's weird home.

Evil, Good, Walking the Line: Walking the Line/Neutral

Siblings (If Any):
Older Sister~~~~> Persephone Reed

Pets (If Any): None

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Name: Persephone Reed

Age: 19

Powers: Plant Manipulation and Creation
Weapon: 30 throwing knives with roses carved into them along with their vines.

Bio:

Bio

Persephone was always a happy girl, even after having a little sister since she loved her so much. She watched her sister grow up just as she was, but she was always there for her whenever she wanted to talk or play. They used to have tea parties, make mud pies, have lemonade stands just for fun instead of the money. They were happy together, even though after Artemis's 6th birthday Persephone knew something was wrong.

Her sister seemed a bit different, more secretive for sure. So eventually Persephone decided to sneak into her sisters room just to see what she might be hiding. Before her eyes she saw her sister transform from a giant white tiger into herself, Persephone deciding that her sister was just like her; She had powers nobody else had. The two had a sacred bond after that, and even when Persephone had college she would make time for Artemis.

She knew she had to protect her little sister if anything should happen, and that's what she had tried to do that day when Artemis transformed in order to attack the popular girls she hated so much. But she failed, and Persephone felt horrible each day after that for 3 month's before they were reunited with one another inside the force field walls of Miss. Dawson's Home for the Truly Gifted. And so she vowed to always protect her sister no matter the cost.... Even if it meant giving up her life. Nobody would harm her little sister again.... No one.

Dreams/Wishes: To protect her younger sister from danger.

Evil, Good, Walking the Line: Walking the Line/Neutral

Siblings (If Any)
Younger Sister~~~~> Artemis Reed

Pets (If Any): None

[Love Dove]

Name: Monica Evens
Age: 20

Powers: Pyrokinesis. Monica is able is able to control, manipulate, and create fire with her mind. She can also control her fire’s color, temperature, size, and what is and isn’t burnt by its flames.
Weapons: Other than her fire, she has a hunting knife, and a machete which she leaves at her apartment. (She likes knives.)

Bio:

Hider

Monica came from a family of non-normal people her mother and father both having powers which they kept hidden in fear of what would happen if anyone found out. Because of this she grew up in a very sheltered home one that seemed almost like a prison with toys. Luckily she had an older brother, and for awhile she wasn't stuck there with her parents all alone. At least that is until they found out they were blessed with a normal child. After that he left her, allowed to go to normal school with other kids, have friends and parties. All while she was stuck being home schooled by mother and father. When they found out that she non-normal, her parents were disappointed hoping both their would be normal.

By that time she was a teenager, and starting her rebellious stage. She wanted to get out of her house, meet people, have parties, have a life. So she did, she started sneaking out of the night and coming back before morning. It didn't help for them board up the windows, because she would burn the wood. Bars didn't help, because she would make hot enough they could bend. So they let her out of the house, when she turned seventeen having no safe way to keep her in.

Monica enjoyed her new found freedom a little to much however, and it was all fun and games until she accidentally burnt someone else's house down, while they were in it. It was after that her brother had enough and he waited until Monica was home alone to tell the police what his sister had done, she was taken to Miss Dawson's House.

Dreams/Wishes:
Right now all she really wants is to get out, and to be accepted for who she really is. As for dreams, other than the nightmares where she burns herself alive, she doesn’t ever seem to remember them.

Evil, Good, Walking the Line:
Walking the Line. She goes back and forth whenever it suits her. As long as she gets herself and her friends out she doesn’t care.

Siblings: A brother, but he is a normal.

Pets: She has two cats. Ember and Nightshade.


Name: Zaniel "Zan" Edwards
Age: 19

Powers: Shadow Manipulation, Creation, and Absorption.
Weapons: Two long black shadow swords.

Bio:

Hider

Zaniel grew up in a troubled and poor home, his mother was a heavy drinker and he didn’t even know who his father, nor did his mother. Despite his home life, he actually exceeded in school and sports, anything that kept him from having to go home. It wasn’t until he was eight years that he realized that he was different, when he was hiding from one of his mother’s drunken fits, and faded into the shadows. After his mother finally passed out, he caught out of hiding and that is was when he figured out about his powers.

As he grew up and started practicing his powers, he started using his powers to his own advantage. Doing things like using other peoples shadows to punish the bullies that picked one him, stealing whatever it was that he needed to get by and survive, and some that he didn’t need but wanted. Sadly it was that stealing that got him the attention of Miss Dawson. Then one night from the shadows he tried to pickpocket an undercover cop, when the cop tried to arrest him, Zaniel folded the shades around the man giving him a chance to run away.

Though he didn’t get ever far before someone kicked him out from behind. The next day he woke up laying on the grass in the fields, it was after making his way into the town, and he talked to Persephone. One of the girls that were already there, that he found out where he was.

Dreams/Wishes:
Getting free from Miss Dawson, he hates that annoying woman.

Evil, Good, Walking the Line:
If he has to pick between being good and evil. He picks evil.

Siblings: None

Pets: None

[General Scales]

Appearance

Name: Jack Stahl.
Age: 26.

Powers: Corruption Inducement.

Weapons: None if he can help it.

Bio: Jack was born to an interesting pair of a villain and female vigilante who would only after raising himself and his younger twin Nina find out who the other was. One glaring piece of evidence had been him because his mother was the only known corruption inducer in the region while his sister gained her father's artistic creation power. The mother would end up dealing a fatal shot to the man, using her power to get information to cover any doubts, ending him after his impressive run that had lasted since he was a young man himself and she did a good job at covering her tracks to prevent discovery. But before the death both parents had raised two intelligent and creative kids though Jack had some of his father's worse habits of taking what he wanted when he wanted it. Despite his mother's attempts it was difficult to keep Jack from using his mind and strong control of his power to get what he wanted though hurting anyone seemed to be a no go for him. It certainly caused some tension with his mother, especially when she realized her own power was less than her sons, but he only seemed to do it when money was short or if he saw something that he found interesting.

Jack seemed to see stealing less as a crime and more as a way to keep food on the table which while it didn't make him popular he wasn't wrong. He also seemed very protective of his sister who seemed to be accepting enough of his methods as long as he never hurt anyone, she might well have been the reason he never went further. One thing that struck the boy was the death of his father which made him have to sober up quickly and grow up quicker but also made him curious as to who did it. He found getting information wasn't particularly hard when he could take it and he also used some other sources that he wouldn't name to pry some of the more classified of it. Both Nina and himself were extremely upset when they found out it was their own mother who had killed dear old dad. Jack summarily lost it and found out where his mother was in the city while she was trying to keep up her crime fighting and in his rage he overmatched her power and had her kill the villain she was facing against as well as herself a moment after. There was a large amount of regret over it and it put the spotlight on the twins because of the outburst. Jack and Nina tried to hide and for a while they kept out of sight while Jack used his power to keep them afloat and it would go on like this for a couple years. He had managed to get them a place to stay and a pretty steady amount of money between working and stealing, he had become part of a mercenary company for a short time but was eventually caught managing to get his sister to safety with some quick thinking before getting disabled, caught, and thrown into Miss. Dawson's custody.

Dreams/Wishes: Jack wants to have a good life with plenty to go around where he doesn't have to hurt or steal know both him and Nina are safe and happy.

Evil, Good, Walking the Line: Walking the Line.

Siblings (If Any): Nina Stahl.(Younger twin sister)

Pets (If Any): None.

[WilsonTurner]

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[Adamina]

Appearance

Name: Rebecca Cleptes
Age: 19
Powers: Density manipulation (picnokinesis) - Rebecca can alter the density and thus weight of most things, though mostly non-living things. Her powers do have their limits, of course, and she's better at decreasing density.
Weapons: Rebecca does not carry weapons and has never had an interest in using any.

Bio

Rebecca Cleptes, for the most part, was just a regular girl in a fairly regular world. She'd always been clumsy, misjudging the weight of things and occasionally sending them flying across the room. Well, that's what she reckoned was happening, since nothing else had ever signaled Rebecca that she was somehow different from her peers. She was plenty busy with fitting in and doing well in her life on all fronts, often overwhelmed, that even when really bizarre things would happen, she dismissed it as clumsiness or her being too tired to function properly.

In time, though, she began to notice a pattern with these weird occurences, and noticed they began happening more often as she matured. Accidents would sometimes happen with far too heavy things tipping over, and sometimes Rebecca could almost swear she lifted off the ground for just the second it took her to notice. Deciding to test a weird theory, she one day sat down and focused very hard on getting a book to levitate. After 5 minutes of intense straining, she gave up, but was shocked when she lifted the book and it weighed practically nothing. She felt weight return to the book slowly, and focused on making it heavier, almost dropping it when it did indeed get heavy.

Things suddenly made sense, but she still found that she could not really control her powers without intense concentration, and accidents happened with scarily increasing frequency. She knew then her life would not be the same - and of course, it was indeed not. She became more sheltered, having been fairly popular up until then. She reasoned that by keeping to herself, she would not put others in harm's way, and all would be well with the world. However, never coming into contact with anyone proved impossible, and control slipped away from Rebecca, barring the way for more accidents. Soon, a limit had been reached, and she was whisked off to Miss. Dawson's Home.

Dreams/Wishes: Rebecca mainly wants two things from life; to fit in and be accepted and loved by her peers, and to understand and control her powers.
Evil, Good, Walking the Line: While Rebecca aspires to do "the right thing", she can often get overwhelmed and choose the easy way out, despite it maybe not being very morally right.
Siblings: None.
Pets: None, though she is fond of animals.

[Legion02]

Appearance

Name: Alexander "Alex" Weaver
Age: 20

Powers: Mana magic
The first fact about mana magic is that everything that is born, grows, lives and dies is a Mana Well. A Mana Well serves 2 purposes. It is so far the only container for Mana, storing the quantity decided by how old, significant and physically big a creature is. For example, massive trees would have loads of Mana stored in them. Mana cannot be stored in inanimate objects like metal, stone, or anything else.

The second purpose is that it Mana Wells can replenish their stored Mana, over time. Again, Mana Wheels are the only source of Mana so far. Plant-life has a slower Mana recharge rate than animal-life.

Normal beings, when completely emptied of their mana, might feel just a tiny bit fatigued. As mana plays not a single role in their lives, most don’t even feel it. Trees continue to grow and animals keep on running around. For those with the ability to manipulate Mana, being drained of it leaves them completely exhausted and very vulnerable.

Mana in its purest form cannot exist outside the body of a Mana Wheel for over 30 seconds. It is also pretty useless in that state. It often looks like a blue, glowing liquid. It evaporates extremely fast and once it has turned to gas, it is useless. So most ‘Mages’ turn Mana inside their body in Arcana.

Arcana

Arcana is pure, moldable energy. It looks like purple glass and can be shaped into spheres, beams and shields. Arcana takes the desired shape projected by a mage, but there are detailed. For example, certain shapes, runes and spoken words can alter a shield’s property. (The shapes and runes have to be envisioned on the shield on the right, specific place for it to work. Those runes might change the shield so it can absorb heat too. Or be stronger against physical objects. However, they can also weaken the Arcana. For example, the same rune that would absorb heat would make the shield shatter once it touches water. Polar opposite runes or shapes (for example, a rune that protects water and a shape that protects against fire) will cancel each other out in a somewhat violent implosion of Arcana. Some mages might have noted down some shapes in a grimoire. Though such books would be extremely rare and well-guarded. If anything, most of those who can manipulate Mana and Arcana just think up these shapes and experiment with them. With various degrees of success.

Be careful with Arcana though. Runes, shapes and chants consume more Arcana. Would a mage dare use too much Arcana too soon, too fast, they burn out. Resulting in an Arcana implosion and a Mage left without Mana. Which often means their death in most situations.

A final note about Arcana: as said, the runes and shapes need to be envisioned on a very specific place on the arcana when used for a specific purpose. The closer they are to their required spot, the better they will work. Words don’t alter properties of the Arcana itself but instead alter its intensity. Long, specific chants can be said to enhance low level ‘spells’.

Aether

Aether is what you get when you mix Mana with human blood. Most of those who use Mana see Aether as corrupted, impure and dangerous. They are correct that it is unpredictable. But so far, adding human blood to Mana is the only way to balance it out and render it useable. Aether magic, often referred to as Blood magic, can only be used in rituals. Rituals are inherently dangerous due to the unpredictability of Aether. The chanting, specific position of candles and signs drawn with chalk made with the same blood within the Aether are only there to ‘suggest’ a certain reaction.

Aether is not without its uses though. The effect of the ritual is extremely strong (though always temporary). It can for example increase ones Mana recharge rate dramatically, or pull all mana from all nearby sources into you and increasing caster’s total Mana capacity.

The less desire effects are bodily harm, mental torment and physical destruction all around you.

Alex's abilities

So far, Alex will somewhat know how to 'make' Arcana and know that there is a link between it and some shapes he sees in his dreams. So he is experimenting with it. He knows nothing about the existence of chants nor Aether.

Weapons: None
Bio:
Alex was born with the ability to manipulate Mana. But he only discovered that when he was 14. Before that, he lived a quiet little life. His parents were part of the upper middle class so he had a pretty comfortable life. Untouched by any weird events. Until one fateful day. During PE classes. They were to play basketball and one of the kids threw a rather hard pass towards Alex. Who held out both of his hands hoping to stop it. A small flash of purple appeared and the ball bounced away, without ever having touched Alex's fingers.

His class reaction was not to care and just continue playing, which somewhat surprised Alex. Back in his room he started to experiment by throwing things up the air and holding out his hands in an attempt to stop them. Through observation he started to understand a little what was going on, and so he started to understand Arcana.

A little bit further in time and Alex has gained a form of control on how to make an Arcana shield but also discovered you can keep Arcana in an orb-like shape. From there on, things started to go wrong. You see, power corrupts. And that is exactly what happened with Alex. He started to act like somewhat of douche. Overconfident knowing that nobody could actually harm him. Until someone did. Chad Bower, captain of the American Football team of his school, saw Alex talk up his girlfriend. In a surprise attack, he hit Alex in the bowls. Alex never had time enough to make a shield, so he collapsed in pain. This all happened at someone's house party when Alex was 18. Out of rage he started to throw his orbs around. Shattering walls and destroying furniture.

That quickly became his end. The house was ravaged and surrounded with police. Luckily for him, he didn't kill people, but there were lots of wounded. Struck with guilt he handed himself over to the police without any trouble. The judge quickly declared him a danger to public safety and send him off to Miss. Dawson's Home.

Dreams/Wishes:
In short term, to repent for what he did at the house party so the guilt would go away. In the longer term, he will often tell that he wants the best for those who have powers and for those who don't. A classic answer, though he's a bit afraid to what he really dreams for in his future. Power. Lots of power. Power to be used for good, yes. But after everything, he still craves power.

Evil, Good, Walking the line:
Good in a way that he wants the best for those he loves, likes and live around him. He wants what is best for his environment. But would, if the cause was important enough, resort to maybe somewhat immoral actions. For the greater good.

Siblings:
2 brothers. A younger and an older. The older is currently over sea in Europe studying History. The Youngest just finished middle school.

Pets: None

[Madame Kitten]

Name: Miss. Natalia Dawson
Age: Unknown
Powers: Unknown
Weapons: Unknown
Bio: Unknown
Dreams/Wishes: Unknown
Evil, Good, Walking the Line: Unknown
Siblings (If Any): Unknown
Pets (If Any): Unknown

[Inkwell]

Name: Amy Willow Seymour

Age: 18

Powers: Nightmare projections. Amy's powers let her bring to life truly horrible things from her imagination. When Amy uses her powers she will become tired the longer she uses them and can even pass out. If Amy gets upset she can find it hard to control her ability. Also if Amy goes to sleep while she is deeply upset her powers can act on their own without Amy to guide her creations they can be very destructive. If her powers activate while she is asleep it will force her into an even deeper sleep, maybe even putting her into a comatose stat. However to cause her to be this upset would require a family member or close friend to be in hospital or to have died. Due to her powers she constantly has nightmares when she is asleep however she is not bothered by this and describes it as like watching a horror movie marathon. She has only recently found out that her nightmares are a result of her powers.

Weapons: None

Bio: Amy has lived her entire life in New York. She was born into a loving family with her mother being an art gallery curator and her father was an artist who had a small cult following for his paintings. They met at an art exhibition and her mother found her farther's eccentric attitude oddly alluring. No one would ever think they would make a good couple until they saw the two of them together. Her mother was loved order and her farther loved his chaotic order. The two of them became even closer after Amy's sister May was born and then later Amy herself. Amy's farther gave up on his art career so he could look after his little girls.

When Amy and her sister grew up their parents sent them to a school for creative minds. It was just like a normal school except their were a lot more lessons for creative art subjects. Amy personally loved her creative writing assignments and after school fashion course. May however proffered drama being told one day she could be a great actress by Miss Miller the drama teacher. Her sister always was more talented than Amy but she didn't mind as she loved seeing her sister perform. Her sister after a while even took a up dancing so she could vary her talents increasing her chances to make it on to the big stage some day. Amy just continued making her little stories and clothes using her sister as a model however she would sometimes accidentally make it so her sister couldn't get out. Also some of the outfits she made were a bit odd in her sister's and mother's opinion but her father loved her odd creations. When Amy was alone she would feel kind of down so she would make up imaginary friends to keep her company. They looked liked monsters from her books she knew they weren't real but sometimes they felt so real like she could swear she one of them knocked over her mums favourite vase but in the end she was convinced it must of been her who had done it.

When Amy was 18 her sister had her first big performance in a small time production of The Wizard of Oz. Amy and her parents had been so surprised when May told them about the part which she had auditioned for in secret. Amy's sister never made it on stage as she collapsed earlier that day and was quickly rushed to hospital. It turns out she had a rare neurological condition that usually showed up later in life. They were told that the condition would eventually be fatal however the doctors were unsure how long May had left as the condition hadn't been studied in great detail. Amy was heart broken not able to sleep for days on end. It was during this time that Amy found out about her powers as one of her imaginary friends from her past appeared and started tearing up her room like she wanted to do herself. She was unsure if she should tell someone in the end she decided that people would think she was crazy everything was going to hell. In the end she decided to sleep on it which caused a bit of a problem as monsters from her mind started to run havoc. Luckily no one was hurt and once she fell into her comatose stat the monsters stopped. Before she awoke Amy was moved to Miss Dawson's. She woke up after seven days in the infirmary wondering what was going on.

Dreams/Wishes: Wants to be a fashion designer when she is older. Though sometimes she thinks about writing horror stories or movies. However one thing Amy wants more than anything is to settle down with someone she loves and adopt as many children as she can. Amy has always felt sorry for orphans as she can't imagine not having parents.

Evil, Good, Walking the Line: Good

Siblings (If Any): Has a sister two years older called May.

Pets (If Any): None

[Voltus_Ventus]

Appearence

Name: Edgar "Eddy" Thurston VIII

Age: 17

Powers:
Put simply, he can teleport from point to point at a whim, blinking he calls it because he closes his eyes before porting over to another place. Theoretically, when he teleports, he falls the distance he travels and thus porting long distance can put as much strain on his body as falling a long distance, though the fact that he is not falling into the ground helps, negating about 75% of the damage he would otherwise sustain. So the distance he can port is a limiting factor, another factor is that he must be ready within an instant to react to arriving at his location, so for longer ports he has to steady himself or he could get hurt and for combats he needs to react fast to the enemy; also, when porting he must have direct line of sight to where he is going.

Weapons: His fists.

Bio:

Ever since Ed was little, there always seemed to be something off about him, he was like a puddle of nitro, he looked like water, like anyone else, but for some reason one could see the volatility of his nature. Something about him just wasn't right. Eddy's however was a quantum physicist and he knew exactly what wasn't right, he felt the electricity in the air, the charged aura of his son when he first picked up the new born, he knew there was something extraordinary about him and on Ed's first birthday, he found out. Every time his father left Ed's room, he'd return to find him outside of his cot, though usually he'd hear a loud cry first before rushing up. As a single father, Ed's dad didn't have much time to look after the child, so being distracted by his baby every few minutes was putting a strain on him that he didn't need. So one night, on the eve before Eddy's first birthday, his father had just about enough of coming back every few minutes to put him back in the cot, so when he did, he didn't go back down to his office but stayed in the hallway, peaking through the creak in the door. He thought the cot was just broken and seeing his son get out would help him fix it but he wasn't ready for what he saw. His son disappeared, in a small, bright-blue puff of wisps and reappeared on the floor, said wisps appearing out of nowhere and instantly condensing into the small child. From that day on, Ed's father took more interest in his baby then he otherwise would have if he were normal; upon reaching the age of six the teleportations started taking place at will, whenever Ed wanted them to happen, though his father quickly learned of the drawbacks of this phenomenal power, every time he ported he fell horizontally into the air, injuring Ed slightly. Training soon countered this, learning to be flexible before porting and acting as fluid as the wisps.

Throughout this time, until he was about seventeen, Ed had had very little contact with the outside world, his father wouldn't let him go to school out of fear of being taken from him for his abilities, so he didn't really progress mentally and still has a very playful, almost childish nature around him. When he became thirteen, after years of training, his father finally put him to the test, prior to then Ed never ported more then 60ft without falling flat on his face. They went into their back yard, though it was more like rolling meadows around the house, and his father asked him to port all the way to the horizon, he could theoretically do it, there was a clean line of sight and it seemed like it could be doable.

It wasn't, upon landing on the other side, the gathered force was too strong for him to cope and he broke both of his legs. His father rushed him to the hospital and after that day he never saw his son again, he was taken from the ER in the middle of the night, to Miss Dawson's.

Dreams/Wishes: To jump from the top of the atmosphere and land safely.

Evil/Good/Walking the line: Good

Siblings: None

Pets: A small ferret by the name of Roger.

[Mega Birb]

Jace "Spades" O'Shea

Age: 16

Power: Mimicry
A true Jack of all Trades, but master of none.

Weapons: 21 razor-rimmed Ace-of-Spades playing cards, blackthorn shillelagh.

Bio: Jace lived a good, lucky life. Irish through and through, and born in the heart of Dublin, he could be considered one of the luckiest people alive. He bluffed his way through school perfectly, his teachers never even bothering to check the work he never did. Until his thirteenth birthday, his luck held out. It ended abruptly, at 7:07pm, March 7th, the exact moment of his birth, all those years ago. His mimicry abilities, once hibernating inside him, woke. The first thing he copied was, unfortunately for him, a king cobra while his mother was beside him, watching a nature documentary about snakes. He grew fangs, his skin became scaly, and his pupils narrowed. Miss. Dawson was called and Jace was deported. At first, he was always angry, refusing to conform to anything. He mellowed out over the years, but continues to dream of his freedom... he's also a sucker for romance.

Dreams/Wishes: Freedom (obviously), an intimate relationship

Good/Evil/Walking the Line: Good

Siblings: 3 older sisters, 1 younger brother.

Pets: A parrot named Gallus.

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Name: Aaron Fletcher

Age: 17

Powers: Electrokinesis, total immunity to electric shocks
Electrokinesis, also called fulgurkinesis, electromagnetism, and lightening control, is simply the ability to manipulate electricity. Side effects of this power typically include hyper activeness, static electricity build-up, an inability to rest, and being periodically struck by lightning.

Weapons: Several folding knives, including an ivory and stainless steel spring-loaded switchblade, and his Electokinesis abilities.

Bio: Aaron Fletcher, mother a stripper in her last year of college and father a drunk frat boy, neither of whom cared about him, grew up on the streets in a bad neighborhood somewhere in New England. He went between foster homes for most of his childhood, several of which were barely better than where he came from and let him do whatever he wanted. Therefore, he performed poorly in school and had very few friends, one of which dared him to go into a power station through a hole in the fence when they were seven. Once inside, he wandered and nudged an exposed wire through a hole in his pants. For most, this would be a premature death, nearly 30,000 volts of raw, unfiltered electricity tearing through your body with nowhere to go.

For Aaron, it was an awakening, the moment he realized that the most dangerous thing he knew of couldn’t kill him. He felt truly alive for the first time, and started doing stupid things that would get others killed for money. He’d shock himself with jumper cables and car batteries for $15, drop various household items into pools for $30, and would stand in thunderstorms with an umbrella for $100. Moral of the story, he made a lot of money during the humid summers. With a little kleptomania in his personality coupled with the fact that he was a fantastic liar, he could afford to buy a small house and pay off the mortgage immediately at thirteen.

Somehow, he managed to unknowingly avoid both the United States government and Miss Dawson until his 17th birthday, the former getting him first. The façade he settled on involved him being falsely detained for no good reason, and it worked for a while. Once it failed a few times among several ace interrogators, he was employed by the CIA to work alongside the janitors that handled the electrical systems for a brief time, around three months, and was given a handler that was connected to Miss Dawson. He was handed over to the Home after short-circuiting the Capitol Building and part of the Pentagon for the third time, which was very recently.

Somewhere along the line, Fletcher became a bit of a narcissist and constantly fusses over his appearance. Much of the time he can be seen wearing a scarf, despite the weather.

Dreams/Wishes: To become rich, and maybe take someone along for the ride.*

Good/Evil/Walking the Line: Walking the Line, leaning towards good.

Siblings: N/A

Pets: None

*He comes across as arrogant, but he softens up to someone who gives him a chance.

[Nanashi]

*Brown hair and eyes*

Name:
Elizabeth Gordie

Age:
18
Powers:
Telepathy
At a distance she is able to read the surface thoughts of unshielded minds, should she focus on them. She can also communicate with those minds. A mind-shield will keep her out, but the person must be naturally shielded or be capable of consciously blocking her.

Tactile Mind Meld
Skin to skin contact causes her to meld minds with the person she is touching. She sees all their thoughts, memories, feeling, desires, secrets and fears. Everything that makes them who they are. She isn't just a passive observer, either. For the moment of contact she experiences their mind as if it were her own. Essentially, she becomes them. This meld is passively a two way street, and unless she actively shields her own mind, they would experience all of her, even as she is experiencing them.

Weapons:
None

Bio:
Elizabeth Gordie was always told by her parents that she was special. They knew about her abilities and considered them gifts, but cautioned her about using them publically. She was orphaned at a young age when both of her parents died in a fire. She and her brother were placed into orphanages but were moved around a lot and eventually they were separated. It was after being separated from her brother that she met Maruman, a foul tempered cat, that would scowl at her and spit and scratch if she ever tried to pet him for too long. Despite his attitude he seemed to have become attached to her and would follow her around, even following her from one orphanage to the next. Elizabeth had also learned that other people's minds were not always as pleasant as those of her parents, so she took to wearing long-sleeved clothes and thick gloves all the time to avoid accidently mind-melding. One day, however, a man was visiting the orphanage and as she passed him in the hall she tripped and fell. The man reached out grab her, catching her bare wrist and she suddenly knew from his mind that he was an agent of Miss Dawson. Worse, her mind had been unshielded and he had seen her past and her power. That very same day she was taken from the orphanage by the man. "Adopted" by the Home, with a generous bribe to the orphanage to forget she had ever existed. Naturally, when Elizabeth was taken to the Home, Maruman followed not far behind.

Dreams/Wishes:
She doesn't know what she wants.

Evil, Good, Walking the Line:
Good, for the most part.

Siblings (If Any):
A brother, somewhere.

Pets (If Any):
An old, one-eyed, ill tempered cat named Maruman that follows her around and occasionally uses her shoulders as bed.

[Airalin]

Name: Lyra Mistly

Age: 16

Powers: 1. Infinite Sorrow: When activated, those within 5 yards of Lyra think their darkest thoughts and recall their most painful memories. For each person who experiences this effect, Lyra's other abilities temporarily become more powerful. Lyra can activate this ability for long periods of time and with little effort. However, it cannot be activated while she is asleep or otherwise unconscious. Lyra herself is immune to this effect.

2. Boundless Insanity: Lyra can manifest and manipulate an energy that does a small amount of damage to and repels those who are hit by it. More importantly, her victims' view of reality is temporarily distorted; they see things that would drive them to despair. The duration and extent of this ability increases when Lyra had recently inflicted Infinite Sorrow on many people. When she has not done so at all, the delusions are incredibly weak.

Weapons: None

Bio: Lyra grew up in a wealthy household. Both of her parents were high ranking executives at lucrative firms. As a result, Lyra was all but entirely raised by an elderly woman named Joyce who served as her nanny. As per Lyra's parents' instructions, Joyce saw to it that Lyra got all the toys and clothing she wanted. However, Joyce was to be Lyra's private teacher as well as her caregiver; she was the only person who Lyra regularly saw. She became Lyra's only connection to the world.

When Joyce died, Lyra descended into a pit of deepest despair. Her loss changed her, twisted her. The once sweet but shy girl became callous, aggressive, and insane. That was when her powers began to manifest.

Poor Mommy and Daddy never saw their brutal demises coming.

Dreams/Wishes: To be unconditionally loved

Evil, Good, Walking the Line: Evil

Siblings (If Any): None

Pets (If Any): None

[Kangutso]

Name: Silas Hawk

Age: 18

Powers: Geokinesis- Silas is able to control, manipulate, and shape the earth, from sand and dirt, to stone, to raw metals. Even metals that aren't too refined, purified, or altered from their natural state. Pretty much anything naturally generated by the planet that's not organic or man-made. Is also unaffected by the weight of such things.

Weapons: His powers and his body, doesn't really know how to use any weapons short of swinging them or pulling a trigger/string.

Bio:

A local dancer for a mother, and a mechanic for a father, and a little brother, the only bad part about about the family is that they were stuck living in a not so friendly area of the city. His parents did everything they could for their children, despite also having to settle the debts that kept them where they were, so it was an adequate living in a small house. It was around the age of 7 that Silas discovered his power, when he managed to trip himself with a small wall of dirt in the back yard. He almost told his parents about it, but decided not to when he saw that they had enough to deal with.

He kept his powers a secret for 5 years, when his brother caught him skipping rocks across the yard. Louis, being 7 at the time while Silas was 12, was instantly amazed about it and even started calling him a superhero. Silas did manage to convince him to keep it a secret, under the guise that he already had villains plotting future plans and he couldn't be discovered yet. This, as one might've expected, developed a rather close bond, with Silas being more than capable of watching over and protecting Louis as they grew up, using his powers to trip up bullies that chased his little bro.

The, just over half a year ago, it happened. It was a great time, his parents had finally paid all their debts and were now preparing to move. He was playing with his brother in the nearby park when he stopped looking for just a few minutes, the most regrettable few minutes of his life. Louis had been kidnapped and when Silas looked, it was only to see his brother getting dragged around a corner across the street. He gave chase immediately, not thinking to use his powers then in fear of being seen, but due to holding back arrived only to see his brother bleeding to death in the alley, the criminal just running out of sight. All he could do was hold him in the end.

In a fit of rage he took off in a sprint after the murderer, recognizing him by the little bit of blood on his hands, chasing him for 10 minutes until he had cornered him between 2 decrepit houses. He wasn't the only one, another man was there to meat him, and if Silas' mind wasn't so cloud he would have recognized them as the serial killers on the new the night before. They stood no chance, and the police found Silas standing near 2 mangled bodies. Despite his actions, he was still placed into custody and tried, the government taking him away from his family and to a facility where they kept him drugged for fear of whatever he had done to the pair of murderers while running there tests on him for months. He missed the funeral. He eventually was transferred to Miss Dawson's when they felt they got all they could out of him without canceling drugging him.

Dreams/Wishes: To be a hero like his brother always wanted him to be. To fully understand and control his powers. To find forgiveness. And to visit his brother one last time.

Evil, Good, Walking the Line: Walking the Line, leans toward good, heavily

Siblings (If Any): Had a little brother, doesn't wish to ever talk about it

Pets (If Any): Strangely enough, birds tend to like him. So any bird can end up as a friend easily enough. But currently has no pets.