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10 yrs ago
snowed in, so B-OR-E-D
10 yrs ago
So tired of snow....
11 yrs ago
Welp. Did not win the lottery. Again.
11 yrs ago
Returned to work yesterday. Learned employer is moving out of state today.
11 yrs ago
Returning to work today after roughly three months leave....
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Ricki stuffed the last of her belongings in her duffel bag, and zipped the bag with a look of determination upon her face. She then picked up her bag and lifted the strap over her head placed it comfortably upon her shoulder. She then stepped to the door, casting a look of longing over her shoulder at the bedroom that she had called her own.

This wasn't the place for her. This... hole in the ground of an unfamiliar city was not her home. But,... it would have been cool... if things were different.... maybe. Ricki did get to meet the Justice League. She did get to stand in the presence of the Batman. She did get to (sorta) hang out with (sorta) like minded young people. They could have been a great team. Maybe not Justice League great, but great nevertheless. But, the teenagers and young adults outside the door were not her teammates, and they definitely were not her friends. Like Ricki, they were individuals wanting to do their own things. Their first fight as a team against Kobra was, let's face it, luck. Each individual team member had a his/her own target to go after. But, the fight against Icicle? That was a total disaster. The bad guy went down, but there was no communication, no plan, and no teamwork.

Shutting the door behind her for the last time Ricki marched toward the elevator that lead out of this place. If anyone acknowledged her presence as she walked she paid them no mind. None of them had tried to befriend her. Of course, she hadn't really attempted to get to know any of them, but that was beside the point. Even the Flash, the HUman Glowstick, who was suppose to be Ricki's 'mentor' was running around helping the cyber chick.

As she stepped into the elevator Ricki said nothing, looked at no one. She pressed the button and the doors to the lift slid shut.

They didn't need her. And she wouldn't miss them.
Definitely an interesting setting...
Interested
Thinking of maybe an aswang or werecat....
Intrigued


Everyone. Everyone had left to go fight the bad guy. They had left not as a team, but as individuals. And Ricki just stood there and watched them leave. Instead of following her teammates the girl turned her attention to the monitors to watch the fight. One villain. Her 'team' had all ran off to fight one guy. Well, maybe he's some freaky bad-ass Justice League arch nemesis? By the time Ricki finished her thought the battle was all but over. Or not.

Batman and the Engineer would arrive just before the team got back to headquarters. Ricki wasn't too sure what the Engineer was all about, but she had heard of the Batman... and she found him intriguing. The Dark Knight was way scarier and cooler than the Flash. Even as he read the team the riot act Ricki stood there mesmerized by the sheer presence of the man. Those glaring eyes, that intimidating stance, that dark grizzly voice, they all made the teenage girl quiver with equal parts fright and excitement. The fact that Patriot had taken the blame for the fiasco or that Cyber Knight had literally melted Plastic Man who was little more a large puddle of sludge when he after the fight (though he seemed to be recovering fairly quickly) could not distract Ricki's thoughts or gaze from Batman. It wasn't until Superman arrived and pulled the Engineer and Batman aside that she snapped out of it.

Once the Leaguers were done talking to the team, Ricki left for her room, but not before hearing the talk of ordering pizza. The smell of food would no doubt draw her out of her quarters later. For now though she did not feel like joining the others. After all they had left her behind without a thought just minutes ago. In her room Ricki returned to her bed as she grabbed her box of crayons. The fifteen year old did not bother to remove her costume. No. The wall. She had to get the jumbled thoughts out of her head and on to the wall. The walls of her bedroom back in Keystone City were covered in her thoughts and ramblings. And, after a week of being here in Star City she was well on her way filling these new walls. Ricki pulled a crayon from her box, red-violet, and began to write not far from the place in which she had been writing before the alarm went off. Writing on the walls cleared the girl's mind of all the bad things, all the naughty or crazy thoughts that would eventually lead her to getting into some kind of trouble. Sometimes what Ricki wrote made sense. Sometimes her words were beautiful and poetic. And sometimes, like now, only Ricki knew the meaning behind the words she wrote.

Off topic:
Hugh Jackman appeared on WWE RAW tonight. It was the funniest celebrity bit they've had on the show since Bob Barker.
Hagura said While external/environmental effects can affect users, they can simply take a form more adapted to the dangers and thus ignore most dangers or simply reform themselves.

User cannot bestow themselves abilities but limitless Shapeshifting can mimic many such effects. Skilled users can notably access temporary empowering abilities, such as Super Form and Transformation, but not permanent ones, like Evolution, which requires stability.

Any power that starts with "omni-" has the potential to make character over-powered/near invulnerable. Like Shard suggested, I would definitely consider giving your character some cons/weaknesses so your character actually appears mortal.
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