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Allow me to shed light again:

I assume your problem with Reversion is that it allows the user to "reverse any decision that was made", like some kind of temporal white out, but in my eyes, this is what Reversion is:

The ability to revert any PHYSICAL object to a previous state. The distinction is important. It means it cannot bring back the dead. It cannot negate energy attacks, it cannot restore lost enchantments or erase memories. Even if she heals someone's body, it does not mean she can save their life. Even if she repairs a damaged sword, it does not mean she can restore it's magic. It is not a do-over, it is advanced healing.


Spot on, that's how I intended it to be. Really, it's just fancy flavor text for healing just so I can say revision/reversion. I'll make some changes, though.
Senpai pls
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This is sounding creepy and I am all for it.

Edit: Also, made my GM Post and gave some more hints for the puzzle- this time a bit more direct. Along with making things a tad more interesting for everyone to have some free reign for a bit because freedom is nice.


I swear officer, I'm not a stalker--

I mean, CS up.


Name: Shannon Forsyth

Sex: Female

Age: 19

Ethnic: Half British, quarter Chinese and Japanese.

Personality:
Carefree, un-strategically opinionated, and mostly unmotivated, Shannon’s personality seems to be on the opposite spectrum of her older sister. Prone to unfiltered, off-hand speech, her behavior is uncharacteristic of her upbringing. She is a person that rides on the coattails of the success of her father and sister and is seen as the boat-anchor of the family. Similar to her sister, she is flippant and abrasive at times, especially when challenged.

She’s not much of a social person, preferring to stay out of large events or gatherings and stick to engaging a few friends or doing solitary activities. Shannon is not anti-social though; she does put up some manner of effort in social gatherings, but it leaves her exhausted at the end of the day. In the end, she doesn’t seem to have much of a direction in her life, although she has begun to develop a keen interest in history and archeology.

Background/History:
Shannon was the product of the executive and owner of an international energy corporation and an Oxford professor. Born in London, she was the second child of the family, behind her older sister, Iphigenia. Her parents were often absent, and as time progressed and her career advanced, her sister too. Staying at a nice chateau in France or a grand manor in England, she lived a pampered lifestyle filled with many butlers and maids. When her sister went off to a place named Ravenwood High School in America, Shannon stayed in London, in a private school, receiving average grades and for the most part living an average (upper class) life. For the most part, she enjoyed life, drinking tea, eating biscuits, reading books, all under a sunny gazebo and all those picturesque European things that travel brochures show you when you want to go on a vacation to England or France.

In the end, she ended up doing a bunch of study abroad things, such as going to school in Japan for a semester because of weeb things, having an academic stint in Switzerland because chocolate, and finally finishing her high school career in New York, where she picked up an interest in the historical society there. It was there that she got her interest for history. After flying back to London and getting her mother to pull some strings at her institution, she got into Oxford, where she proceeded to do abysmally in all her classes except the ones she was interested in. Go figure.

Then, of course, Grimoire of the Rift things happened.

Goal/Desires: If Shannon said she’d want to fondle a bunch of particularly old rocks, how would you react?

Powers:

Revision: Shannon has the ability to make a modification to an existing entity. She can make minor improvements to objects in the form of minor buffs, or more uniquely, restore the physical state of them if they were damaged or modified. This can also be applied to living beings in the form of repairing wounds, but like objects, is limited by complexity.

Reversion: Similar in name but of the opposite effect, reversion will take apart a physical, non-living object to pieces. On touch, a wooden table falls apart to become planks and nails; a dress will unravel to become thread, thread, and more thread; et cetera. She can apply this to some magical constructs as well. But the more grand, complex, or powerful the object, the longer it takes for her powers to undo a target. Something simple such as the mentioned items would take fractions of a second, but dismantling a magical barrier or taking a lock to pieces would take a more extended amount of time.

Equipment/Inventory: Cellphone, headphones, penknife, wallet with paper money and cards, plastic name tag, pencil & clipboard, dead laptop.
Since somebody just went bye-bye, would there be space for one more? :3
With that, there's a drone in the dome.

Please don't shoot it down, even if it's a cheap knockoff toy.
Ya, still here and collabing, trying induce gastrointestinal apocalypse in Ruu.

And yeah, not all too sure or fond of that posting time thing.
Still mulling over an idea myself.
Lei always had to question herself whenever she drove a car during the evening. This was because for the black-haired girl, there truly was little point in evening owning a vehicle when one’s method of travel was far more efficient and economical than one that was tied to a linear plane and susceptible to the fancies of the petroleum industry. But she had to admit, there simply was something about driving a nice car that was hard to replace. Today, for her choice of vehicle, she was driving a quaint black and white Sheriff’s car, complete with vintage livery, a red dome, and a police scanner. It truly was as much as an anachronism as she was, but it was a delight to cruise around in and drop in on crime scenes like the busybody she was. Plus, it was amusing to see the reactions of pedestrians seeing a little Asian girl driving a California Highway Patrol car that was as old as their grandpas.

But of course, when she really actually wanted to go somewhere, she would pull into an empty alley or forcibly remove thugs from an occupied one at her discretion, and port away. Right now was one of these times, and her destination was a small public parking lot behind Zhu Feng’s tea shop. After turning down a secluded road, she popped right over there, sans-car, of course. Why park a nice antique where somebody could key or steal the beauty when she had her own nice private garage with blackjack and hookers?

The casually dressed girl had gotten notice about some commotion at a certain competing used goods shop, so Lei fancied dropping in for some tea and grabbing a nice to-go box of tea related pastries for a future snack. Being somewhat of a regular, she made her usual greeting as she entered the pleasant little tea parlor before being seated. Being in a light mood, she had some chamomile tea, idling around a bit as she read what appeared to be the morning’s paper, chuckling or cringing at some of the town’s local idiots that had made the news.

After a enough time had passed, she had her leftovers wrapped up. Dollars appearing in her hand, she paid in cash instead of credit, of course, because she knew Chinese people loved their untaxable hard dollars. She was also quite aware of the shopkeeper’s unique hobbies, so before heading out, she offered Zhu Feng a ‘ride’ to the pawn shop that should not be named.

Lei didn’t exactly subscribe to the fighting monsters for great justice thing, but if there was something big and interesting to make a fuss about, it was worth following along, especially if she could net a nice new parasol to add to her parasol collection.

"Parasols, huh? I think I'll tag along."
Will post tomorrow. First day of classes shenanigans and other stuff really set you back a bit.
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