Name: Junko Adevelt
Age: 16
Appearance:
Personality: One could say she was a silent loner, and not have been wrong in summing her up with those words. Junko tends to keep to herself, and as a result rarely says anything or speak to anyone unless she feels the need to. It was not to say that she was antisocial or hated people, for she has no real aversion to crowds or people. But she simply prefers to be alone, and considering how people had treated her once, it was not without reason. She has a calmness around her that many of her age lacks, a stillness of mind preventing her from sudden outbursts, irrational episodes or anger.
History: For as long as she could remember, this ability had been with her, a part of her that was always there. Time and time again, she had moved from place to place, her father assuring her each time that it will be different. No matter where she went, no matter the people, no matter what she did, those stares remained the same.
The devil child.
Cursed girl.
Monster.
Heavy fog rolled around her, wherever she went. No matter what sort of weather it was originally, fog will follow her. It didnt matter if it was raining or sunny, and it was especially worse during winter, with a freezing fog that never went away. Every time she moved to a new place and school, it would always follow a distinct cycle, one she had learned to recognize well. At first, the declaration that they will never judge her for her ability. Soon after, typically after a few weeks, annoyance will have set in, apparent in their voices and how they looked at her. After that, outright contempt or thinly veiled hate.
She did understand how they felt. After all, high moisture indoors tend to bring a lot of problems, like rot or mold. Outdoors, fog would ruin good weather and makes bad weather worse. Foggy rain was no one's favourite weather after all, and having a bright sunny day on the beach ruined by fog was bound to make people angry.
By the time someone with knowledge of magic came along, the damage was already done. Even with the gas mask suppressing her ability, she remained... unpopular, to put it lightly. It didn't bother her anymore, for she had long accepted the fact that no one will ever like her.
Skills: She didn't have much in terms of skills, but she was rather athletic and flexible if that counted. Cooking in thick fog was out of the question, trying to sew and knit wasn't really recommended, books would get ruined, and no one would want to play any sort of sports with her in thick fog. So she turned to exercising, or rather, fooling around with whatever she had. She tried out jogging, yoga poses from laminated books(courtesy of her mother), swinging around from the jungle gym in the empty playground, anything to keep her mind off her condition. It helps that thick fog surrounds her so she can goof off whenever and wherever she wants without people noticing.
Magic: - Name: Forte Bruma
- Type: Liberation.
- Description: The ability to disperse and manipulate fog. Note that she cannot turn off this ability; fog will spread around her regardless of her wishes. She can only make the fog thicker not thinner normally. With a focus like her gas mask, she can thin it to a thick mist instead. Sure it was still rather thick, but at least she could finally see more than a just a several metres ahead. However, nothing she can do will turn it off permanently. Junko can control the fog to an extent, moving it around and about however she pleases, though she will always remain enveloped in it. Color changes are possible as well.
Inventory: A gasmask, with several filter cartridges. The gasmask is nothing special, but it acts as a focus she can use to suppress her ability somewhat. A red raincoat, galoshes and gloves that she wears almost all of the time.
Theme:Reach For the Moon, Immortal Smoke 
