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- A Linguistics major at the Chinese University of Hong Kong, specializing in multilingual acquisition and education

- A simultaneous, functional trilingual of Cantonese, English, and Tagalog - now learning Mandarin and Hong Kong Sign Language

- A bookworm, preferring science fiction and science-fantasy. Brandon Sanderson is a god

- A dancer, dabbling in Hip Hop, Jazz Funk, and Ballroom Dancing

- A pathetic excuse of a polymath, with interests in engineering, physics, chemistry, environmental science, politics, history, anthropology, law, and Art

- A dabbler in learning the guzheng and basketball

- A music enthusiast who will literally listen to anything

I'm too busy for my own good. LOL

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What about Anime_freak and the other bunch?
Your own weakness.

:OOOOOO

:>
Anyone who hasn't gone through power development yet! :P
Anyone who hasn't gone up against Mimic, say aye!
I forgot which Pokemon that was.

Must be so new that I don't even know hahaha
Mimic


KatherinWinter said
Katherin


Opps! Katherin thought. She pissed him off. He was obviously familiar with her abilities and much better at controlling them the she was. Not that she was surprised; Katherin knew she barely had any control. But she had managed to land a kick. Alittle higher then what she had in mind, but that was alright. She knew where he was. Katherin managed to avoid most of his laser beams. She did get hit by one, but the pain was minor at the moment because she was cryokinetic. Katherin knew she would feel it later, but right now her attention needed to be on Mimic. His wings were his weakness. If she could manage to freeze them she might not kick her ass kicked too badly. Katherin went for a low kick.


His legs were as strong and powerful as Beast’s, and the low kick barely thudded on his shin. From there, Mimic reached down and grabbed her leg, lifting Katherin up upside-down, and finally using his telekinesis to hold her in place in the air, turning her upright, with a soft-powered concussive eye beam blast, she shot her to the opposite wall.

“You created your own weakness, Katherin. Work on it!”

“Call in the next one, please.”
Mimic


KatherinWinter said
Katherin


Katherin thought snow. She focused her mind on the idea while running. Instead of the light snow she envisioned of course Katherin created a blizzard that made it nearly impossible to see more then inches in front of her face. Ok not what she wanted but she could work with it. Katherin slowed down. She didn't want to slip on the wet floor. Now if she could find him she might be able to get an attack in. Katherin tried to remember where Mimic had been standing before the white out. She aimed a round house kick where she thought he might have been.


Mimic permanently possessed Iceman’s manipulation of ice and snow. This gave him an understanding and array of abilities that gave him a chilling advantage over Katherin.

The blizzard she created was thick and it felt almost corrosive to the skin. It was a dangerous situation and quite frankly a sign of lack of discipline in their power.

“You fool! What do you think you’re goi-,”interrupted with a kick to the face, angry and flustered.

“You want snow!? I’ll give you snow,” as Mimic, using his own abilities, ranked up the speed of the blizzard. For the little atmosphere that they had, the snowstorm surprisingly picked up so much speed that it felt almost suffocating to be in the same room. Thankfully, they’re both cryokinetic, and unluckily for Katherine, Mimic blasted laser beams all over the room in short blasts, hoping to knock the little girl out.

He’d tucked his wings in, in the fear that they’d freeze overtime, his strong animalistic feet clenching hard and firm to maintain his ground against the strong gale.
Mimic


Mimic, the man that taunted people to get that emotional and distracted, was prepared to go on a high with this girl.

"Well come on then, little girl. You don't need my permission," as he started to charge up his laser vision, the beam red and glaring which felt like staring into a light bulb.
Katherin, you're up!
Mimic


Mimic stood at the centre front of the classroom and watched as students settled down into their seats, an obvious phenomenon of social circle formation with the visible scattering of people. Over the years in the Academy, Mimic taught classes and observed these circles become a stronger bond which ultimately became an alliance, birthing a dynamic and powerful band of superpowered beings. However, he has also seen many groups break down in intolerance and distrust, and a lot of it has to be with an eclectic mindset of choosing the right people that you work best with and the people you desired in having. This is why Power Development class was basically an audition for potential leaders in organizing their teams and training together as allies. Mimic enjoyed the process, but sometimes the outcome was not as desirable when memory came to serve him.

He already had eyes on some of the power players and potential leaders that he had tested, but hoped to see more out of them by the end of the semester. It was a grading system in his mind and accessed based on an amalgamation of comments from all of the lecturers here. The academy will decide if they’ve been trained to what they’ve aspired to. But now, it was still day two, and there was still fresh meat to grind and pulverize.

“Katherin, you’re up,” he spoke as he walked into the battle simulation room.

"Again," he stopped halfway out the door and turned to the class, "feel free to watch your classmate and I duke it out," he switched on the TV, and entered the fight room.
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