Manzanilla

Academy 003: Seeds of Change (Aw shit, here we go again edition)

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"No, Ma, estoy bien." Esmeralda held the phone against her ear as she paced a quiet corner of the orientation hall. She had been ushered in by some of the staff after taking her luggage and promising to deliver it to her room. Seeing everyone pushed into one big room only made her more nervous and fidgety that she had begun to bite her nails again. "Nomas un poco nerviosa." She laughed quietly and glanced around her as students began to fill in the rest of the seats. "Creo que ya vamos a empesar, te hablo mas al rato." Esmeralda nodded to herself, "Okay, te quiero tambien."

After picking a seat near the exit, Esmeralda paid close attention to everything the staff of the Academy said. Her nail bitting had stopped halfway as they explained the basic rules of the school and the various things that were expected of the students. The thing that made her nerves act up again was the mention of teams. Esmeralda didn't mind teams as long as each team member pulled their weight and she was afraid she wouldn't be able to pull her own with everything she had to put up with.

It wasn't long before the students were ushered back out of the auditorium and into the cafeteria. Food, something that Esmeralda had been looking forward since the morning. Now that orientation was finally over, and she knew what the plan for the next few hours was she was able to relax just a tiny bit more.

After getting a plate full of what seemed to be edible food, she made her way towards the various tables buzzing with students talking to each other. She heard a few conversations left and right, but she ignored most and headed for an empty table. She was almost there when a tall guy bumped into her and made her spill her drink.

"Fu--" She was about to curse when someone else next to her someone a lot smaller slipped. Esmeralda had never been in a food-related accident, and this was defiantly something she had planned on. Food went flying in the air. A few green beans bounced on her head and down to her plate. Corn almost smacked her in the face too if she hadn't quickly ducked to avoid it.

"Ahh..." Esmeralda stood there and looked next to her to see the small girl who had been talking on her phone. "I am so sorry." Her voice didn't really convey her words, and they almost sounded fake, but she really meant it. She wasn't ready for this. Not even a little. Her first day and she was already causing trouble. "It wasn't my fault, some dude bumped into me and made me drop my drink. Fuck." She was a bit more worried about the green beans on her hair than anything else. "You okay?" She looked down at the smaller girl then the phone on the floor. Esmeralda picked it up and offered it to the girl. "I don't think it's broken." she flipped it to see if the screen was okay.

Academy 003: Seeds of Change (Aw shit, here we go again edition)

Esmeralda Maria Borbolla Castro

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⫸ B A S I C I N F O R M A T I O N ⫷

"The less I care, the happier I am. That is what I want to make myself believe anyway."

▼ | BIRTH NAME : |

Esmeralda Maria Borbolla Castro

▼ | ALSO KNOWN AS: |

N/A

▼ | GENDER : |

Female

▼ | AGE : |

17

⫸ A P P E A R A N C E ⫷

"I can't wear more than one type of black at a time."

▼ | P H Y S I C AL S T A T S : |

▸ HEIGHT : | 5'3
▸ WEIGHT : | 150
▸ ETHNICITY : | Mexican-American
▸ HAIR COLOR : | Brown
▸ EYE COLOR : | Brown

▼ | PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION : |

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Esmeralda has long black hair, slightly plump cheeks, and full lips. She's the average height for any female and carries a bit more weight around her bones than most girls. It's nothing that she is bothered by and enjoys the little extra weight she has on her and sees it as signs of her recovery. With unruly eyebrows and easily blemished skin, she often avoids heavy make-up to keep her skin breathing. Her hair is sort of wavy at the ends with some baby hairs that won't stay down no matter what she does to them. There are a few gray hairs scattered here and there, a trait she got from her mother. She has a few scars scarred around her body that are all old and healed completely. Other than the scar on her right eyebrow, the rest of them are hidden under the layers of clothes but have all completely healed over the years.

Esmeralda has a slight slouch and limp to the way she walks. She has a few nervous ticks with one of the most prominent ones being nail-biting and pulling her hair. There seem to be prominent dark circles under her eyes, making her glare a lot colder than she would like. Esmeralda has what people call "resting bitch face," which she doesn't mind much since people already think she is a bitch. It doesn't help that her voice is pretty monotone.

▼ | ATTIRE : |

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Esmeralda wears dark colors and dresses. She's often seeing wearing something black, or something black. Her whole closet consists of black clothing with black accessories and black everything. Ask her what her favorite color is, and she will tell you black. There are a few colors splattered here and there, but most of them are dark purples, greens, and blues. Her clothes consist of loose fitted dresses, cardigans, and large sweaters. She often layers her clothing to show very little of her arms. Even when it is hot outside, she continues to wear layers over layers of black.

⫸ P S Y C H O L O G Y ⫷

"I'll keep your secret safe with my indefference."

▼ | PERSONALITY : |

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Stoic | Hardheaded | Jaded | Blunt | Acts Indifferent | Cynical | Careful | Quiet

Esmeralda doesn't care. She's just here to get a hold of her stupid power and leave. She's not here to make friends or socialize with people. At least, that is what she tells herself every day. Esmeralda has a hard time connecting with her peers and often comes out as cold and uncaring. She pretends not to care about what other people think while being self-conscious of what she does and says. She tries to mask that by showing minimal interests to those around her. She is always worrying that people who even try to befriend her are only doing so out of pity or have an ulterior motive. There has to be something behind what people do, always.

She's not the type of girl to speak out or shout out her opinion. Esmeralda is careful to what she says but doesn't sugar coats her words. She's straight forward and to the point and sees no purpose to beat around the bush. Because of that, she tends to stay away from large groups or people altogether. Esmeralda sees no use on befriending people while she is just here to get an education and get a hold of her powers to live a normal life.

Large crowds of people scare Esmeralda. While she tries to hold it together and keep her features calm, everything inside is screaming. She has a fear of large crowds, small spaces, and loud sounds. Esmeralda is prone to panic attacks when stuck in some of those situations and tends to avoid social gatherings or any place that would trigger a panic attack.

Showing emotion is something that Esmeralda is really bad at. She rarely smiles or laughs as she tends to stay away from most people. There are small ways she shows her appreciation to those who manage to befriends her. For example, she likes to give small gifts, cook, or do simple gestures for them.

▼ | SKILLS : |

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‣ Cooking:
Esme may not be a professional cook, but can she whip out some really good dishes. Mainly Latin American dishes, but she's not afraid to try her hand at different things.
‣ Singing:.
Esme has a great singing voice, one that totally contradicts her stoic and monotone voice. It's no opera level, but it is pretty angelic.

▼ | BACK STORY : |

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Esmeralda was born in Compton, California. Her family owned a small Mexican restaurant just a few blocks away from their home. Esmeralda's father and mother managed the kitchen while her brother and sister waited the tables. The restaurant didn't bring much money in, but it was enough to keep the family of five up on their feet every month. While the Borbolla kids didn't have any luxuries, they were happy with what they had. Esmeralda's older siblings always talked about moving to Verthaven to become scientists and study the Delta-Crystals. Sometimes they would joke around and imagine what kind of powers they could have if they ever came in touch with one of them.

Fall of 2010 came, and Esmeralda's siblings got their wish. They had managed to both get scholarships to Verthaven's University. Both of her parents were extremely proud of their children, just as they were sad to see their eldest children go. And so Esmeralda was left with her parents and their small restaurant. She would help out after school while studying her butt off at school. If her siblings were about to get out of LA by studying, then she could too. So Esmeralda spent the next four years studying and working.

During school, Esmeralda didn't have many friends. She wasn't the social type to start with and kept to herself most of the time. Only spoke when spoken to and minded her own business. She managed to get through most of school without all the drama some of her age went through. Middle school went by without a hitch. She manages to get into a private high school in Santa Monica, about an hour away from her house. It didn't matter though; she was determined to get into a good school then attend Vsrthaveb University like her older siblings.

Now in a nice private high school, Esmeralda continued to study her way up. She had made a few friends that she considered almost like family. There was Nico, Amy, and Jun. On the last weeks of her freshman year, the high school organized a trip to Verthaven. Excited about it, Esmeralda worked in her parents' restaurant to save up enough money to go with her friends. It would be an opportunity to finally see all the places her older siblings studied; she might even see them there.

The trip lasted only three days, and most of them were spent at the university. The class toured the whole place, and some professors volunteered to give the high schoolers a sample lecture. Esmeralda got to see her brother and sister during their lunch breaks. Esmeralda had real faith that she would be able to follow her sibling's footsteps and her parents proud too.

On the last day of the trip, news broke out that REAPER has sold a large quantity of serums all over the city, which resulted in an overnight hell. Esmeralda's class evacuated right after, barely avoiding the worst of the whole ordeal. They had been sent to the neighboring city where the violence seemed to be more contained. The class had to wait one more day before they would be able to get security to escort them out of the area and back to LA. Unfortunately, all hell broke loose the very next day.

Destruction was everywhere with drug addicts, gang members, and even everyday people raining chaos all over. Esmeralda's class was far away enough to avoid the worst of it all. They had taken shelter in a school with the rest of the neighbors and tried to wait out what seemed to be war outside. The news said that RAVEN and other government agencies were on stand by to help out the citizens of Verthaven, but aid didn't get to them ion time. There had been a drug addict rampant on their side of the city and hit the school they had taken shelter in just before authorities reached them. The man destroyed half of the school and took shelter there. A few survivors of the incident hid away in the school in hoped that any kind authority would still come and rescue them from the man. Esmeralda was one of them. One of her teachers had convinced them that if they stayed, they would survive it. They didn't know that they were being exposed to the Delta-Energy via the drug addict the roamed the school.

One by one, her school mates began to die inexplicably. They hadn't eaten in days, but Esmeralda knew that wasn't the reason for their death. Just four days after the drug addict took the school under his command KINGFISHER agents finally arrived at the school to take him down. The remaining students were stuck in the crossfire. The drug addict, a Metahuman who was able to control forcefields, made the buildings around him crumble with Esmeralda and her classmates still inside.

She didn't know how many hours passed, but after everything had gone quiet at the dust had settled, she could finally hear some of the agents calling for anyone alive. Esmeralda, desperate to take a breath of fresh air and leave the small closet she had been stuck in, screamed her lungs out. She was sure that they couldn't hear her until she heard rumbling outside of the closet and the door opened. Outside, there were several KINGFISHER agents staring at her with a surprised look on their faces. Before they could explain what had happened, she passed out.

Life went on. Esmeralda returned to LA with her parents and mourned the death of her older siblings. They attended the funeral services with some of the survivors, got money for the government, and moved on with life. Esmeralda continued to live for some time, unaware of the power that had manifested the day of her rescue. Unbeknown to her, the KINGFISHER agents had reported her manifestation to the now FAMA agency and were monitoring her for a confirmation of her power.

That confirmation came just months later after the incident in Verthaven. Esmeralda was cooking in the kitchen while she sang with her mother. It was a mariachi song but, it talked about the sky. Halfway into the song, the kitchen roof of the small kitchen had been turned into a blue sky with white fluffy clouds.

Esmeralda shut everyone out after that. While her parents were supportive of her, she hated herself. Metahumans had taken her siblings, and now she was one herself. Months later her parents told her she would be going to a school with other Metahumans. Esmeralda didn't have an option.

⫸ P O W E R I N F O R M A T I O N ⫷

"Want to see a magic trick?"

▼ | POWER CLASSIFICATION : |

Type-Blue

▼ | POWER DESCRIPTION : |

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Auditory Illusion:
Because of her exposure to Type-Blue Delta-Energy, Esmeralda can produce illusions via her voice. With simple words, singing, or screaming, Esmeralda can create whatever illusions she can imagine. With her voice, she can alter the way the brain sees things and can trick it into seeing the illusions Esmeralda creates in their mind. People perceive these illusions as real for as long as they hear Esmeralda's voice, and while they see the illusion, they don't recognize her voice. If she is concentrating enough and has enough time, she could make herself invisible for one person only for a very short amount of time.

Charm:
Esmeralda could charm people for a few seconds with her singing. People who hear her sing are persuaded or feel the need to approach the source of it and stay mesmerized until the singing stops or get distracted. She can also stun people for a second or two with a scream, but it only affects those at arm's reach.

▼ | LIMITS : |

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Esmeralda has a very short range with her power. She must be within earshot of the person. The illusions that she can create are limited to what she can imagine and knows about a certain subject. Bigger illusions or even small detailed ones are hard to produce due to the amount of effort it takes. Her powers are also limited to her voice only, which means that if she stops makings sounds the illusion disappears. Esmeralda can try to make illusions of other people, but she must study them and memorize their features first and could only hold a detailed illusion for a minute. Recordings or speakers do not let her expand the range of her power.

▼ | WEAKNESSES : |

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Esmeralda could see her own illusions and could be affected by them too. Her voice is also her weakness if she is silenced, then her power is rendered useless. People under her charm could be easily distracted or be told that the illusions are not real. Some of her illusions may not look absolutely real due to the lack of knowledge of the subject. Esmeralda also gets sick quite a lot, which affect her voice and weaken her powers.

⫸ O T H E R ⫷

"Character quote 5."

Don't call her Esme, she'll glare at you.

Nevaeh Dupont

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⫸ B A S I C I N F O R M A T I O N ⫷

"Please tell me this place has wifi, I gotta vlog this."

▼ | BIRTH NAME : |

Navaeh Dupont-Abioye

▼ | ALSO KNOWN AS: |

Social Media Name - Voodoo Babe
Nickname - Nav

▼ | GENDER : |

Female

▼ | AGE : |

17

⫸ A P P E A R A N C E ⫷

"Did someone say closet tour? Okay, here we have all of the yoga pants anyone could want."

▼ | P H Y S I C AL S T A T S : |

▸ HEIGHT : | 5'11
▸ WEIGHT : | 132
▸ ETHNICITY : | Afro-French
▸ HAIR COLOR : | Black
▸ EYE COLOR : | Brown

▼ | PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION : |

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Like her father, Navaeh had dark skin and curly black hair that she likes to have in dreads most of the time. Also, like her father, she is rather tall, has a well-toned body from the training she has received in the past and has continued over the years. Since her fifteenth birthday, she has sported a nose and ear piercings. She plans to get her right eyebrow pierced before being sent to the Academy, and maybe a tattoo. Naveah has no scars or any sort of blemish over her body, something her power helps her with too. She does have a few beauty marks on her arms and legs.

▼ | ATTIRE : |

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Navaeh loves yoga pants and colorful dresses or skirts. Anything that she can freely move in, she loves it. She is often seen in yoga pants with some sort of sweater from her sponsors or favorite video game march. Or even her own merch. When she is feeling cute, she tends to wear bright colored dresses or skirts that flowy and cute. If she is forced to use a uniform she would most likely try to make it more comfortable by altering it one way or another, be it by adding more color or wearing half of the uniform with yoga pants.

⫸ P S Y C H O L O G Y ⫷

"Hey guys! Welcome back to my vlog. I am apperantly going to Academy 003!"

▼ | PERSONALITY : |

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Friendly | Talkative | Energetic | Outgoing | Passionate | Conceited | Stubborn | Resilient

Navaeh is from a rich family, went to a private school, and had enough money to buy whatever she wanted. She is pretty much a rich kid. Despite that, she tries to be a nice person to everyone she meets and tries to include everyone to make people feel welcomed. Although she is a friendly individual, she is not afraid to state her opinions and stick to them. Her stubbornness makes her a bit hard to deal with and could be a problem for some people. She views this as being a passionate person who isn't afraid to say what is in her mind. Fuck those haters, right?

Over the years, Navaeh has grown a thicker skin due to her online presence. It's no surprise that she has many people who dislike her, and while it doesn't bother anymore, she had endured the first years of hate. She is proud of everything she has done up to date, and no one is about to change her mind or stop her.

▼ | SKILLS : |

‣ Social Influencer: Navaeh started up a channel on YouTube when she was around 15. It started as a vlog that quickly grew up to a beauty channel. Despite her mother's wishes to shut it down, she has been gaining lots of followers through mainly YouTube and Instagram.

‣ Hand-to-Hand: Due to her mother's request, Navaeh learned several martial arts from different teachers as she grew up. She is mainly trained in self-defense combat such as Jiu-Jitsu and Krav Maga.

▼ | BACK STORY : |

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The Dupont family has had strong ties with the French government since the first baby steps of revolution within the country. Because of this, the Dupont family are a powerful family within France and neighboring countries. The whole family's main focus is on science involving the Delta-Crystals and have been researching them since the day they were seized by the government. Because of this, the Duponts initially used the Type-Yellow crystal to infuse it with their children, mainly the girls, to expand their Metahuman lineage and to keep study subjects close.

Soon after the incident in California, the French government took all Delta-Crystals from private-owned organizations, including the Depunt Scientific Org. Due to this, the Dupont were forced to reproduce to continue the research they had been working on. Men from the family were unable to carry over their powers to their children while many of the women did.

Navaeh was a product of a close study being conducted by her own mother, Scientist Aloyse Dupont-Abioye, a world-famous scientist and head of the Dupont family. Aloyse is a Type-Yellow herself with the ability to decrease or completely dull any pain she feels, which made childbirth quite easy for her. After all, she had quite a lot of children, with Navaeh being the only girl out of six boys, who none had any powers passed down through Aloyse, which is why when Navaeh was tested to see if there was any energy in her as soon as she was born.

Navaeh's childhood was pretty normal, to the least. She attended private schools, made friends, and spent her afternoon in the Dupont's labs with a few of her cousins. Blood samples were taken, they were put in some chambers, and a few wires were interested in their arms. Nothing that Navaeh and all of her cousins were not used to.

Navaeh never saw anything wrong with what they were doing to her. Her mother was always there with her when the tests were run, and her cousins didn't seem to have a problem with it either. Besides the people with the white coats were always so nice and gave her candy after every test, so there was something she was doing right.

At the age of ten, Navaeh power manifested during the annual family camping trip. This time they had decided to stay close to Paris and decided to camp in one of the few parks in Versailles. The trip was supposed to last five days, but it was cut short when Navaeh's older brother, Andre, accidentally cut her with a branch. Except she didn't feel the pain, there was no blood, and a large gash on her arm was gone in seconds. Instead, Andre was the one with the cut on his arm.

After that, there were more tests done to her. Navaeh now only went to school and straight to the labs for more tests then home. It was a tight schedule that Navaeh never liked but as her mom reminded her, "It was her obligation to the family." and so, Navaeh obeyed her mother. Not just because she was right, but because she was afraid of her own power.

Like many teens, Navaeh began to rebel against her parents. She began posting online about her situation anonymously and gained some traction under her online name "Voodoo Babe" It didn't take long for people to find out who she really was and then the media got involved. With all the controversy, Navaeh was able to gain more freedom from her mother's tests and created a life for herself over social media. Instagram was the first. She gained thousands of followers in just one week and began to post about her daily life. While she was not the first not last metahuman to share their lives over the internet, her controversy helped her grow.

And that is how Navaeh was invited to the Academy 003. Aloyse wanted a break from Navaeh's constant talk about brand deals and social networks, and Navaeh wanted a break from her mother's labs. It was a win-win situation for both of them. So when it was time for Navaeh to leave, she did so happily and excited for a new chapter in her life. Of course, it was just another way for Aloysw to gain some control over Navaeh's life again by sending her away.

She was soooooo gonna vlog the whole thing.

⫸ P O W E R I N F O R M A T I O N ⫷

"I'm a bad bitch, you can't kill me."

▼ | POWER CLASSIFICATION : |

Type-Yellow

▼ | POWER DESCRIPTION : |

Voodoo Doll:

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Nevaeh's power allows her to transfer whatever pain, wounds, or damage to a person of her choice. While her time in her mother's lab, she was able to figure out quite a few things about her power. Navaeh can hurt herself and not feel the pain at all. She can choose if she wanted to inflict the pain on to others or not. If she chooses to transfer the wounds and pain on to others her body is safe from anything that is done to her, but if she chooses not to transfer it, she may not feel the pain, but she keeps the wounds. She has also learned that she can hurt herself and transfer it to someone else if a person hurts her, the person is hurt by default, almost like an instinct. She can transfer any kind of wound from herself to another without limitations. Be it from a third-degree burn to simple cut as long as she is focusing on her power.

▼ | LIMITS : |

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Navaeh can only use her power on herself and can only affect one person at a time. While she doesn't have to see the person to inflict them with pain, she has to be within a hundred twenty feet of the person and must know how they look like. Catching her off guard is another weakness as she has to be concentrated on a person to be able to transfer the wounds and pain. While Navaeh can use her power for an unlimited time, she is quite squeamish and doesn't like hurting herself to hurt others.

▼ | WEAKNESSES : |

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Navaeh can only use her power on one person at a time, and while focusing on different targets takes only a second, she cannot go against various opponents at once. While she may inflict pain on to one person, another can easily overpower her and sedate her as just hitting her would hurt the person more.

⫸ O T H E R ⫷

"Can I get Fs in the chat?"

N/A

Academy 003: Seeds of Change (Aw shit, here we go again edition)

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Navaeh had always wanted to visit the states. Go to LA and ride around Hollywood, go to Ney York and take a stroll around the Big Apple or even go to Vegas and see all the pretty casino lights. Instead, her first ever airplane trip to the states was to South Carolina. What was there to do in South Carolina?! Go to the local beach or maybe visit a historic plantation home? While her situation was not the best, Navaeh was still glad that she was out of France and away from her mother's perfectly manicured claws.

The flight itself wasn't bad. First-class with plenty of movies to get her through the eight hour trip over the Atlantic. It also gave her enough time to scroll through Instagram, go live a few times, and chat with some of her online friends. Navaeh had promised she was going to vlog her trip to Academy 003 and post about it. There was a YouTube channel all ready for her uploads. As promised, Navaeh filmed a quick intro in her first-class seat. She made sure to get the essentials; her outfit, her food, and her sponsors for the day! She'd have to make a little montage later on about the whole trip and upload it later, but for now, her followers would have to settle with some Snapchat and Instagram stories for now.

Navaeh arrived at school an hour before the orientation. Just enough time to get herself a shot of espresso to get her through the morning and take a few pictures of the academy. Maybe post a quick video on Insta too! Unfortunately, the reception by the auditorium seemed to be patchy. Really patchy. It had taken her two minutes to upload a thirty-second video. How was she supposed to get through with a year of this without good reception?

She just hoped she could get her hands into the wifi password or it was going to be living hell away from hell. She could always try the library later.

By the time orientation had started, Navaeh was already settled in a seat by the middle. Her whole attention was on her phone, though. Sure, she listened, but she didn't pay much attention. It was all just the basics of any school, and her mother had given her quite a lot of pamphlets about Academy 003. Besides, taking pictures of the bug lady was more important. Her followers would love that whenever the shitty reception allowed her to upload the images.

By the time orientation was over the pictures had been uploaded and her stomach was grumbling for some well-deserved food.

"I just hope it's not bad some nasty American cafeteria food," Navaeh said as she got in line for a plate. Anything but dried up bread and unseasoned food. Luckily, the academy seemed to be well-funded and well-staffed with cooks that did use something more than salt and pepper to season stuff! After she got herself a nice big plate of food, she sat in one of the few empty tables, and away from some obnoxious guy.

With a fork in one hand and her phone on the other, she snapped a quick selfie and began to eat. Her first official meal in Academy 003 located in the very boring state of South Carolina. Great.

Warrior's Heaven: Supreme Anime Bullshit

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INTERRACTIONS: CADBURY - @Stern Algorithm And the people on the boat. I'm a bit confused because there is a lot happening.

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"Not part of the game?" Morgan looked at Cadbury before groaning when they opened their mouth after their incantation. Morgan was still not used to that. He could always give Cadbury a few pointers about making their magic look pretty. Functional and cute, that was Morgan's two favorite things. "Thanks, Cadbury, we're gonna have to move fast if we want to save one of the fashion capitals." And if Morgan also wanted to go to next years fashion show. Still, it almost felt like a drag being here. If this whole ordeal was not part of one of Cadbury's game, then what was the point? Besides saving New York anyway.

With a sigh, Morgan opened his book and flipped through some pages until he found the one he was looking for. "If this is as serious as you say then we have no choice but to use this. He placed a hand over the book and closed his eyes, concentrating on the energy. The wall of undead began to dissipate as Morgan's form began to glow bright pink. Just within seconds, Morgan's body had been consumed by a large sphere of light. His body had been replaced by a twenty feet red fox with a cute pastel pink around his neck.

In his fox form, Morgan grabbed Cadbury between his teeth and pushed passed the horde of shadows that were now turning into black blobs of something before shooting up in the air and towards the big French lady by the sea. With a set location now, Morgan raced through the city, weaving through cars and buildings until he found himself by the ocean, just miles away from the Statue of Liberty. There, he could see a large form where that thing was consuming all the now blob shadows.

So not cute. Ugh. Could seriously use a bit more color and some flare to it. What a loser.

Morgan summoned a wave of undead over the ocean and hopped on it before moving towards the island. Not too far away, he could see a few more people approaching the island. Some looked rather peculiar while others looked normal. Either way, the determination in their faces told him that they were all heading towards the same goal: to kill this fucker that ruined their day. Morgan was specially pissed, he could have been done planning everythig right about now and now here he was in the fox form with Cadbury between his teeth!

The biggest jerk ever!

Now, with less distance between him and the true enemy of fashion, Morgan moved the wave to the nearby boat. Careful to not step on the people- or what seemed to be people- already on the boat he let Cadbury down from his mouth. He knew how much they hated being stuck in there for more than what was needed.

"Hello lovelies, I am Morgan and this here is Cadbury." The large fox looked down at the people on the boat as he sat down in his fox form. "Hope we can all have a fun time killing this little bitch that ruined my day. Or night. Whatever." Morgan's large fox eyes were rolled before looking up at the large shadow. "That this is incredilably ugly.

The Display Shelf by Pyxis

Oh Jea-won

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⫸ B A S I C I N F O R M A T I O N ⫷

"My best party trick is lifting people up with one arm and playing the old piano. That's it."

▼ | BIRTH NAME : |

Oh Jea-won

▼ | ALSO KNOWN AS: |

Jay

▼ | GENDER : |

Male

▼ | AGE : |

17

⫸ A P P E A R A N C E ⫷

"Has anyone seen my glasses?."

▼ | P H Y S I C AL S T A T S : |

▸ HEIGHT : | 6'1
▸ WEIGHT : | 155
▸ ETHNICITY : | Korean-American
▸ HAIR COLOR : | Brown
▸ EYE COLOR : | Brown

▼ | PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION : |

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Jea-won doesn't have any defining traits that would make his stand out or turns any heads. He has light brown hair and brown eyes that have a slight warmth twinkle to them. His smile is a bit crooked to the right side and has a dimple that decorates his right cheek. His skin is fairly clean, which is a result of his daily skincare routine that he is very strict about. Jae-won has one his ears pierced and tends to wear black metals earrings or changes it up once in a while. He has a bit of peach fuzz growing under his chin that he shaved regularly and some quite unruly eyebrows he keeps on trimming away.

Jea-won is pretty tall, compared to the rest of his family anyway. Because of his stature, he has gotten used to slouching around his family, and now it just stuck like a bad habit. Now he has very bad posture while standing or sitting, something that doesn't seem to bother him one bit. For his stature, Jea-won is a pretty squishy guy. He had almost zero muscle mass, and his whole body feels like a soft peach.

▼ | ATTIRE : |

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Jea-won wears the latest fashion trends and brands. He isn't one to shy away from fashion and tends always to wear what is in. The one thing that he absolutely loves to wear oversized hoodies and skinny jeans. You can call him basic, but you can't take those two items away from Jea-won. Apart from that, he tends to wear his hair loose over his forehead and eyes or tucked behind his ears. During sports-related activities, he often leaves his hair to do what it wants, unless he is taking it seriously and pins his hair back (which is rarely). It's all about being clean, fashionable, and comfortable for Jea-won.

⫸ P S Y C H O L O G Y ⫷

"It's like, whatever my dudes!."

▼ | PERSONALITY : |

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Friendly | Easygoing | Sympathetic | Loyal | Caring | Patient | Outgoing

Jea-won is the guy who hangs out with everyone and anyone. He's a pretty chill dude who just wants to talk to you about aliens or the weather. Jea-won likes hearing about people's day or their interest and just talking. As long as everyone is cool, then so is he. It is easy to compromise with Jea-won as he's okay with pretty much anything. Jea-won isn't overly emotional and tends to keep his own opinions or ideas in check. He knows people are sometimes not themselves around strangers, so he tries not to judge people.

Jea-won sees before others do what needs to be done, and do whatever it takes to make sure that it gets done. He enjoys these types of tasks, and are extremely good at them. He finds it rewarding when he helps others and thrives when people validate him. His need to help others masks the many insecurities he has and the irrational thoughts that sometimes wonder into his head.

▼ | SKILLS : |

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‣ Skating:
Jea-won did a lot of skating when he was younger. He would take his sisters out to the park and teach them too. He could do a lot of tricks, but nowhere near a professional level.
‣ Musical Skills:
Jea-won can play the flute, piano, and drums. He prefers playing the drums and tends to ignore the fact he can play the other two instruments.

▼ | BACK STORY : |

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Jea-won was born to a family of lawyers and strong Metahumans. His Metahuman mother, Eun Oh, and his father, Ju-won Oh, both worked for one of the biggest law firms in Korea. Before his birth, his parents moved to New York to create their own law firm there with the focus of defending anything Metahuman. Their law firm was at the peak when Eun Oh found out she was pregnant with Jea-won. Eun Oh never stopped working. Even at eight months old, she was in the court defending her clients. She gave birth shortly after winning a big case for Metahumans in the workforce.

Jea-won was about four when his two sisters were born; then a year later came another brother and not much after that came his final sister. Never once did Eun Oh take a break from work. Being the oldest, Jea-won was given the task to look after his siblings in and out of school. He didn't mind; of course, he loves his siblings. So as the family got older, some of them began to manifest their powers. His two little sisters had manifested powers like their mother just around the age of seven. Then, came his younger brother who manifested shortly after turning six. And so Jea-won continued to live like a normal non-Metahuman boy.

At sixteen years old, Jae-won was helping his school load the new piano. He was supposed to be helping clear out the chairs from the room, but Jea-won had gotten distracted by the new shiny piano that was going to be assigned to him. It was then when one of the guys unloading the piano tripped and almost got his foot crushed by the thing. Jea-won had rushed over and held up the piano just in time to save that guys foot. He didn't remember much after that. He probably put the piano in its new spot and ran home to tell his mother all about the whole thing.

Months later Eun Oh had pulled a few strings and had gotten Jea-won into Academy 003 just a few hours away from their New York home. Being the energetic guy, Jea-won was excited about starting at a new school with his newly found powers.

Would be great to learn how to control his damn powers and maybe he could stop breaking his things.

⫸ P O W E R I N F O R M A T I O N ⫷

"I just want to play the drums again."

▼ | POWER CLASSIFICATION : |

Type-Red

▼ | POWER DESCRIPTION : |

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Physical Enhancement
Jea-won's inherited powers were physical enhancement in the shape of super-strength! Something that Jea-won was initially excited about and now hates. He can crush apples with one first and watermelons between his thighs, but he doesn't want to. Just after manifesting his power, he unhinged the metal gate outside of the house. Because of his very late manifestation, Jea-won has very little control over his strength. He tries to do everything very slowly and carefully and so far that has worked. So far.

▼ | LIMITS : |

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Jea-won doesn't know how to fight. Sure, he's a pretty strong guy, but anything that involves physical activity just makes Jea-won want to crawl into bed and sleep all day. He's just not into sports or anything that requires physical activity, which is why he now considers his power pretty useless.

He can't lift anything heavier aton and even lifting anything heavier than five pounds makes everything hurt. Although, he hasn't tried lifting anything over 500 pounds as of yet. Jea-won doesn't have any other enhance abilities like super agility or super speed. He's just really strong and doesn't know how to control it yet.

▼ | WEAKNESSES : |

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Lifting anything too heavy could hurt Jea-won muscles or even snap his bones. He can't lift anything heavier than a ton for more than a second,, and he doesn't even know his limit as of yet. His weakness is his pacifism and lazyness. He'd never get in a fight.

⫸ O T H E R ⫷

"If I break another phone this month I will be sad."

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- Jea-won goes through phones quickly. It's sad really.

The Display Shelf by Pyxis

Nevaeh Dupont

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⫸ B A S I C I N F O R M A T I O N ⫷

"Please tell me this place has wifi, I gotta vlog this."

▼ | BIRTH NAME : |

Navaeh Dupont-Abioye

▼ | ALSO KNOWN AS: |

Social Media Name - Voodoo Babe
Nickname - Nav

▼ | GENDER : |

Female

▼ | AGE : |

17

⫸ A P P E A R A N C E ⫷

"Did someone say closet tour? Okay, here we have all of the yoga pants anyone could want."

▼ | P H Y S I C AL S T A T S : |

▸ HEIGHT : | 5'11
▸ WEIGHT : | 132
▸ ETHNICITY : | Afro-French
▸ HAIR COLOR : | Black
▸ EYE COLOR : | Brown

▼ | PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION : |

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Like her father, Navaeh had dark skin and curly black hair that she likes to have in dreads most of the time. Also, like her father, she is rather tall, has a well-toned body from the training she has received in the past and has continued over the years. Since her fifteenth birthday, she has sported a nose and ear piercings. She plans to get her right eyebrow pierced before being sent to the Academy, and maybe a tattoo. Naveah has no scars or any sort of blemish over her body, something her power helps her with too. She does have a few beauty marks on her arms and legs.

▼ | ATTIRE : |

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Navaeh loves yoga pants and colorful dresses or skirts. Anything that she can freely move in, she loves it. She is often seen in yoga pants with some sort of sweater from her sponsors or favorite video game march. Or even her own merch. When she is feeling cute, she tends to wear bright colored dresses or skirts that flowy and cute. If she is forced to use a uniform she would most likely try to make it more comfortable by altering it one way or another, be it by adding more color or wearing half of the uniform with yoga pants.

⫸ P S Y C H O L O G Y ⫷

"Hey guys! Welcome back to my vlog. I am apperantly going to Academy 003!"

▼ | PERSONALITY : |

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Friendly | Talkative | Energetic | Outgoing | Passionate | Conceited | Stubborn | Resilient

Navaeh is from a rich family, went to a private school, and had enough money to buy whatever she wanted. She is pretty much a rich kid. Despite that, she tries to be a nice person to everyone she meets and tries to include everyone to make people feel welcomed. Although she is a friendly individual, she is not afraid to state her opinions and stick to them. Her stubbornness makes her a bit hard to deal with and could be a problem for some people. She views this as being a passionate person who isn't afraid to say what is in her mind. Fuck those haters, right?

Over the years, Navaeh has grown a thicker skin due to her online presence. It's no surprise that she has many people who dislike her, and while it doesn't bother anymore, she had endured the first years of hate. She is proud of everything she has done up to date, and no one is about to change her mind or stop her.

▼ | SKILLS : |

‣ Social Influencer: Navaeh started up a channel on YouTube when she was around 15. It started as a vlog that quickly grew up to a beauty channel. Despite her mother's wishes to shut it down, she has been gaining lots of followers through mainly YouTube and Instagram.

‣ Hand-to-Hand: Due to her mother's request, Navaeh learned several martial arts from different teachers as she grew up. She is mainly trained in self-defense combat such as Jiu-Jitsu and Krav Maga.

▼ | BACK STORY : |

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The Dupont family has had strong ties with the French government since the first baby steps of revolution within the country. Because of this, the Dupont family are a powerful family within France and neighboring countries. The whole family's main focus is on science involving the Delta-Crystals and have been researching them since the day they were seized by the government. Because of this, the Duponts initially used the Type-Yellow crystal to infuse it with their children, mainly the girls, to expand their Metahuman lineage and to keep study subjects close.

Soon after the incident in California, the French government took all Delta-Crystals from private-owned organizations, including the Depunt Scientific Org. Due to this, the Dupont were forced to reproduce to continue the research they had been working on. Men from the family were unable to carry over their powers to their children while many of the women did.

Navaeh was a product of a close study being conducted by her own mother, Scientist Aloyse Dupont-Abioye, a world-famous scientist and head of the Dupont family. Aloyse is a Type-Yellow herself with the ability to decrease or completely dull any pain she feels, which made childbirth quite easy for her. After all, she had quite a lot of children, with Navaeh being the only girl out of six boys, who none had any powers passed down through Aloyse, which is why when Navaeh was tested to see if there was any energy in her as soon as she was born.

Navaeh's childhood was pretty normal, to the least. She attended private schools, made friends, and spent her afternoon in the Dupont's labs with a few of her cousins. Blood samples were taken, they were put in some chambers, and a few wires were interested in their arms. Nothing that Navaeh and all of her cousins were not used to.

Navaeh never saw anything wrong with what they were doing to her. Her mother was always there with her when the tests were run, and her cousins didn't seem to have a problem with it either. Besides the people with the white coats were always so nice and gave her candy after every test, so there was something she was doing right.

At the age of ten, Navaeh power manifested during the annual family camping trip. This time they had decided to stay close to Paris and decided to camp in one of the few parks in Versailles. The trip was supposed to last five days, but it was cut short when Navaeh's older brother, Andre, accidentally cut her with a branch. Except she didn't feel the pain, there was no blood, and a large gash on her arm was gone in seconds. Instead, Andre was the one with the cut on his arm.

After that, there were more tests done to her. Navaeh now only went to school and straight to the labs for more tests then home. It was a tight schedule that Navaeh never liked but as her mom reminded her, "It was her obligation to the family." and so, Navaeh obeyed her mother. Not just because she was right, but because she was afraid of her own power.

Like many teens, Navaeh began to rebel against her parents. She began posting online about her situation anonymously and gained some traction under her online name "Voodoo Babe" It didn't take long for people to find out who she really was and then the media got involved. With all the controversy, Navaeh was able to gain more freedom from her mother's tests and created a life for herself over social media. Instagram was the first. She gained thousands of followers in just one week and began to post about her daily life. While she was not the first not last metahuman to share their lives over the internet, her controversy helped her grow.

And that is how Navaeh was invited to the Academy 003. Aloyse wanted a break from Navaeh's constant talk about brand deals and social networks, and Navaeh wanted a break from her mother's labs. It was a win-win situation for both of them. So when it was time for Navaeh to leave, she did so happily and excited for a new chapter in her life. Of course, it was just another way for Aloysw to gain some control over Navaeh's life again by sending her away.

She was soooooo gonna vlog the whole thing.

⫸ P O W E R I N F O R M A T I O N ⫷

"I'm a bad bitch, you can't kill me."

▼ | POWER CLASSIFICATION : |

Type-Yellow

▼ | POWER DESCRIPTION : |

Voodoo Doll:

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Nevaeh's power allows her to transfer whatever pain, wounds, or damage to a person of her choice. While her time in her mother's lab, she was able to figure out quite a few things about her power. Navaeh can hurt herself and not feel the pain at all. She can choose if she wanted to inflict the pain on to others or not. If she chooses to transfer the wounds and pain on to others her body is safe from anything that is done to her, but if she chooses not to transfer it, she may not feel the pain, but she keeps the wounds. She has also learned that she can hurt herself and transfer it to someone else if a person hurts her, the person is hurt by default, almost like an instinct. She can transfer any kind of wound from herself to another without limitations. Be it from a third-degree burn to simple cut as long as she is focusing on her power.

▼ | LIMITS : |

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Navaeh can only use her power on herself and can only affect one person at a time. While she doesn't have to see the person to inflict them with pain, she has to be within a hundred twenty feet of the person and must know how they look like. Catching her off guard is another weakness as she has to be concentrated on a person to be able to transfer the wounds and pain. While Navaeh can use her power for an unlimited time, she is quite squeamish and doesn't like hurting herself to hurt others.

▼ | WEAKNESSES : |

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Navaeh can only use her power on one person at a time, and while focusing on different targets takes only a second, she cannot go against various opponents at once. While she may inflict pain on to one person, another can easily overpower her and sedate her as just hitting her would hurt the person more.

⫸ O T H E R ⫷

"Can I get Fs in the chat?"

N/A

The Display Shelf by Pyxis

Esmeralda Maria Borbolla Castro

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⫸ B A S I C I N F O R M A T I O N ⫷

"The less I care, the happier I am. That is what I want to make myself believe anyway."

▼ | BIRTH NAME : |

Esmeralda Maria Borbolla Castro

▼ | ALSO KNOWN AS: |

N/A

▼ | GENDER : |

Female

▼ | AGE : |

17

⫸ A P P E A R A N C E ⫷

"I can't wear more than one type of black at a time."

▼ | P H Y S I C AL S T A T S : |

▸ HEIGHT : | 5'3
▸ WEIGHT : | 150
▸ ETHNICITY : | Mexican-American
▸ HAIR COLOR : | Brown
▸ EYE COLOR : | Brown

▼ | PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION : |

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Esmeralda has long black hair, slightly plump cheeks, and full lips. She's the average height for any female and carries a bit more weight around her bones than most girls. It's nothing that she is bothered by and enjoys the little extra weight she has on her and sees it as signs of her recovery. With unruly eyebrows and easily blemished skin, she often avoids heavy make-up to keep her skin breathing. Her hair is sort of wavy at the ends with some baby hairs that won't stay down no matter what she does to them. There are a few gray hairs scattered here and there, a trait she got from her mother. She has a few scars scarred around her body that are all old and healed completely. Other than the scar on her right eyebrow, the rest of them are hidden under the layers of clothes but have all completely healed over the years.

Esmeralda has a slight slouch and limp to the way she walks. She has a few nervous ticks with one of the most prominent ones being nail-biting and pulling her hair. There seem to be prominent dark circles under her eyes, making her glare a lot colder than she would like. Esmeralda has what people call "resting bitch face," which she doesn't mind much since people already think she is a bitch. It doesn't help that her voice is pretty monotone.

▼ | ATTIRE : |

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Esmeralda wears dark colors and dresses. She's often seeing wearing something black, or something black. Her whole closet consists of black clothing with black accessories and black everything. Ask her what her favorite color is, and she will tell you black. There are a few colors splattered here and there, but most of them are dark purples, greens, and blues. Her clothes consist of loose fitted dresses, cardigans, and large sweaters. She often layers her clothing to show very little of her arms. Even when it is hot outside, she continues to wear layers over layers of black.

⫸ P S Y C H O L O G Y ⫷

"I'll keep your secret safe with my indefference."

▼ | PERSONALITY : |

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Stoic | Hardheaded | Jaded | Blunt | Acts Indifferent | Cynical | Careful | Quiet

Esmeralda doesn't care. She's just here to get a hold of her stupid power and leave. She's not here to make friends or socialize with people. At least, that is what she tells herself every day. Esmeralda has a hard time connecting with her peers and often comes out as cold and uncaring. She pretends not to care about what other people think while being self-conscious of what she does and says. She tries to mask that by showing minimal interests to those around her. She is always worrying that people who even try to befriend her are only doing so out of pity or have an ulterior motive. There has to be something behind what people do, always.

She's not the type of girl to speak out or shout out her opinion. Esmeralda is careful to what she says but doesn't sugar coats her words. She's straight forward and to the point and sees no purpose to beat around the bush. Because of that, she tends to stay away from large groups or people altogether. Esmeralda sees no use on befriending people while she is just here to get an education and get a hold of her powers to live a normal life.

Large crowds of people scare Esmeralda. While she tries to hold it together and keep her features calm, everything inside is screaming. She has a fear of large crowds, small spaces, and loud sounds. Esmeralda is prone to panic attacks when stuck in some of those situations and tends to avoid social gatherings or any place that would trigger a panic attack.

Showing emotion is something that Esmeralda is really bad at. She rarely smiles or laughs as she tends to stay away from most people. There are small ways she shows her appreciation to those who manage to befriends her. For example, she likes to give small gifts, cook, or do simple gestures for them.

▼ | SKILLS : |

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‣ Cooking:
Esme may not be a professional cook, but can she whip out some really good dishes. Mainly Latin American dishes, but she's not afraid to try her hand at different things.
‣ Singing:.
Esme has a great singing voice, one that totally contradicts her stoic and monotone voice. It's no opera level, but it is pretty angelic.

▼ | BACK STORY : |

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Esmeralda was born in Compton, California. Her family owned a small Mexican restaurant just a few blocks away from their home. Esmeralda's father and mother managed the kitchen while her brother and sister waited the tables. The restaurant didn't bring much money in, but it was enough to keep the family of five up on their feet every month. While the Borbolla kids didn't have any luxuries, they were happy with what they had. Esmeralda's older siblings always talked about moving to Verthaven to become scientists and study the Delta-Crystals. Sometimes they would joke around and imagine what kind of powers they could have if they ever came in touch with one of them.

Fall of 2010 came, and Esmeralda's siblings got their wish. They had managed to both get scholarships to Verthaven's University. Both of her parents were extremely proud of their children, just as they were sad to see their eldest children go. And so Esmeralda was left with her parents and their small restaurant. She would help out after school while studying her butt off at school. If her siblings were about to get out of LA by studying, then she could too. So Esmeralda spent the next four years studying and working.

During school, Esmeralda didn't have many friends. She wasn't the social type to start with and kept to herself most of the time. Only spoke when spoken to and minded her own business. She managed to get through most of school without all the drama some of her age went through. Middle school went by without a hitch. She manages to get into a private high school in Santa Monica, about an hour away from her house. It didn't matter though; she was determined to get into a good school then attend Vsrthaveb University like her older siblings.

Now in a nice private high school, Esmeralda continued to study her way up. She had made a few friends that she considered almost like family. There was Nico, Amy, and Jun. On the last weeks of her freshman year, the high school organized a trip to Verthaven. Excited about it, Esmeralda worked in her parents' restaurant to save up enough money to go with her friends. It would be an opportunity to finally see all the places her older siblings studied; she might even see them there.

The trip lasted only three days, and most of them were spent at the university. The class toured the whole place, and some professors volunteered to give the high schoolers a sample lecture. Esmeralda got to see her brother and sister during their lunch breaks. Esmeralda had real faith that she would be able to follow her sibling's footsteps and her parents proud too.

On the last day of the trip, news broke out that REAPER has sold a large quantity of serums all over the city, which resulted in an overnight hell. Esmeralda's class evacuated right after, barely avoiding the worst of the whole ordeal. They had been sent to the neighboring city where the violence seemed to be more contained. The class had to wait one more day before they would be able to get security to escort them out of the area and back to LA. Unfortunately, all hell broke loose the very next day.

Destruction was everywhere with drug addicts, gang members, and even everyday people raining chaos all over. Esmeralda's class was far away enough to avoid the worst of it all. They had taken shelter in a school with the rest of the neighbors and tried to wait out what seemed to be war outside. The news said that RAVEN and other government agencies were on stand by to help out the citizens of Verthaven, but aid didn't get to them ion time. There had been a drug addict rampant on their side of the city and hit the school they had taken shelter in just before authorities reached them. The man destroyed half of the school and took shelter there. A few survivors of the incident hid away in the school in hoped that any kind authority would still come and rescue them from the man. Esmeralda was one of them. One of her teachers had convinced them that if they stayed, they would survive it. They didn't know that they were being exposed to the Delta-Energy via the drug addict the roamed the school.

One by one, her school mates began to die inexplicably. They hadn't eaten in days, but Esmeralda knew that wasn't the reason for their death. Just four days after the drug addict took the school under his command KINGFISHER agents finally arrived at the school to take him down. The remaining students were stuck in the crossfire. The drug addict, a Metahuman who was able to control forcefields, made the buildings around him crumble with Esmeralda and her classmates still inside.

She didn't know how many hours passed, but after everything had gone quiet at the dust had settled, she could finally hear some of the agents calling for anyone alive. Esmeralda, desperate to take a breath of fresh air and leave the small closet she had been stuck in, screamed her lungs out. She was sure that they couldn't hear her until she heard rumbling outside of the closet and the door opened. Outside, there were several KINGFISHER agents staring at her with a surprised look on their faces. Before they could explain what had happened, she passed out.

Life went on. Esmeralda returned to LA with her parents and mourned the death of her older siblings. They attended the funeral services with some of the survivors, got money for the government, and moved on with life. Esmeralda continued to live for some time, unaware of the power that had manifested the day of her rescue. Unbeknown to her, the KINGFISHER agents had reported her manifestation to the now FAMA agency and were monitoring her for a confirmation of her power.

That confirmation came just months later after the incident in Verthaven. Esmeralda was cooking in the kitchen while she sang with her mother. It was a mariachi song but, it talked about the sky. Halfway into the song, the kitchen roof of the small kitchen had been turned into a blue sky with white fluffy clouds.

Esmeralda shut everyone out after that. While her parents were supportive of her, she hated herself. Metahumans had taken her siblings, and now she was one herself. Months later her parents told her she would be going to a school with other Metahumans. Esmeralda didn't have an option.

⫸ P O W E R I N F O R M A T I O N ⫷

"Want to see a magic trick?"

▼ | POWER CLASSIFICATION : |

Type-Blue

▼ | POWER DESCRIPTION : |

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Auditory Illusion:
Because of her exposure to Type-Blue Delta-Energy, Esmeralda can produce illusions via her voice. With simple words, singing, or screaming, Esmeralda can create whatever illusions she can imagine. With her voice, she can alter the way the brain sees things and can trick it into seeing the illusions Esmeralda creates in their mind. People perceive these illusions as real for as long as they hear Esmeralda's voice, and while they see the illusion, they don't recognize her voice. If she is concentrating enough and has enough time, she could make herself invisible for one person only for a very short amount of time.

Charm:
Esmeralda could charm people for a few seconds with her singing. People who hear her sing are persuaded or feel the need to approach the source of it and stay mesmerized until the singing stops or get distracted. She can also stun people for a second or two with a scream, but it only affects those at arm's reach.

▼ | LIMITS : |

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Esmeralda has a very short range with her power. She must be within earshot of the person. The illusions that she can create are limited to what she can imagine and knows about a certain subject. Bigger illusions or even small detailed ones are hard to produce due to the amount of effort it takes. Her powers are also limited to her voice only, which means that if she stops makings sounds the illusion disappears. Esmeralda can try to make illusions of other people, but she must study them and memorize their features first and could only hold a detailed illusion for a minute. Recordings or speakers do not let her expand the range of her power.

▼ | WEAKNESSES : |

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Esmeralda could see her own illusions and could be affected by them too. Her voice is also her weakness if she is silenced, then her power is rendered useless. People under her charm could be easily distracted or be told that the illusions are not real. Some of her illusions may not look absolutely real due to the lack of knowledge of the subject. Esmeralda also gets sick quite a lot, which affect her voice and weaken her powers.

⫸ O T H E R ⫷

"Character quote 5."

Don't call her Esme, she'll glare at you.

Sol City Modern Slice of life - Chapter 3 - (all welcome new and old)

_{LOCATION & TIME : SWAN SONGS, MONDAY EVENING
INTERACTIONS : Charles - @Tyler Night , Aria - @KatKook
MENTIONS : N/A}

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Lilith was not expecting a ride like the one she saw when they approached the weird looking car. Was it even a car? It was definitely cool-looking that was for sure. After climbing into the car, with some difficulty due to her skirt, she watched Charles strap himself before following his instructions and example. After she was snuggled between the seat and the harness, she placed her bag between her legs and nodded towards the man.

"All ready for this big boy!" Lilith grinned and enjoyed the first few minutes of the ride, unaware that it would get a lot more intense in just a few minutes. When Charles pulled into an empty parking lot, Lilith arched an eyebrow at him wondering what he was going to do. Then everything happened so quickly Lilith didn't have time to even register something about an "Oh Shit" handle. All she felt was her stomach rising and then dropping just as quick as the front of the vehicle picked up then slammed down on the ground.

"Holy fucking shit." Lilith said after a few seconds when the ride was over. It all had happened so quickly. Her heart was still beating hard against her chest that she could even hear her pulse. "That was the best ride ever. I am one hundred perfect sure." A whole lot better than Lilith had expected, that was for sure.

After taking some time to fix her hair, that she had forgotten to put in a ponytail, she climbed off the car and leaned against it to look at Charles. "That was the best offer for a ride I've ever gotten, thank you." Lilith felt a bit formal saying this to him, but it had honestly been the best ride ever. "Hope we can do it again, here." She pulled out a small notepad and wrote her number on it. "If you ever need someone to show off to, you can call me." She handed him the piece of paper to him and gave him a grin before waving and returning to the shop.

Once inside the shop, Lilith made sure to check her reflection on the window. There were a few hairs sticking out, and she did her best to fix them before heading back to the couches. The adrenaline from the ride was still running through her, and she felt like she could take on the world. Or just a singing competition. Was it a competition? Whatever! Lilith was almost up, and she couldn't wait to see the cute girl.

"Cute girl!" Lilith said as she spotted the woman she had given her number to a few minutes before. It almost felt like a long time because of the ride. Lilith walked over with a big smile and a hop to her walk and took a seat on the empty couch next to hers.

"This is exciting." Lilith wrapped a finger around a lock of pink hair and bounced her right leg slightly. It was clear she was still on the adrenaline high. It almost felt like her usual highs at home. Almost. "Good luck up there. I'm happy I got here before you could play! I wrote my name on the list too, and I still have no idea what I want to sing. I don't even sing." Lilith laughed a bit to herself watched the cute girl next to her, then glanced at her guitar. "Nice instrument you got there. Do you sing a lot? Do you know how to play the piano too? Would you like to go get something to eat after this?" No no, this adrenaline high was better than her usual highs.

Warrior's Heaven: Supreme Anime Bullshit

@Stern Algorithm

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Sol City Modern Slice of life - Chapter 3 - (all welcome new and old)

_{LOCATION & TIME : SWAN SONGS, MONDAY EVENING
INTERACTIONS : SIOHBAN - @Almalthia
MENTIONS : PAIGE - @Pilatus}

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Alejandro coughed and covered his mouth to hide the small laugh that almost escaped his lips. He wasn't surprised about it at all. Not the ring tone and not the woman's career. It was almost predictable. After clearing his throat, Alejandro composed himself a bit and ran a hand through his hair. "I'm from California, San Diego, to be precise. I've been here for a few weeks now." A little lie here and there. He always made sure to keep the place of his home close to one another in case he has a slip-up. Lying to Alejandro came naturally and fast, almost like second nature to him. With a hand on the back of his neck, he smiled down at the Siobhan.

Alejandro laughed and extended his arm a bit to show off the Aztec symbols on his arm. "These tattoos are mostly from Mexican culture. The one on my back is a lot more impressive than these." He lowered his hand back to hide the small tattoo on his wrist. It wasn't very visible due to his smartwatch, but it was still there. No questions about that tattoo had very specific lies he had to say, and he was not in the mood for those lies.

"I am the proud owner of the Golden Flower. Never thought I would get so much traction in just a few weeks." While the shop was a perfect guise for his real business, the fact that the shop was doing so good was not something Alejandro had expected. It made things a lot easier. The more workers needed, the more people he had in Sol City in case things went bad with the VIPs of the city. The very VIPs he had yet to meet face to face.

"Oh? Business?" Alejandro arched an eyebrow at the artist and tapped his bearded chin for a second. "I am not about to get my day ruined by some emo-looking band, and baseball does sound better than the police."[/color] anything was better than some pigs. "Why don't we pay for these and head out for that little baseball business trip?" Some more traction wouldn't help his shop either way, and Siobhan looked like the person who knew how to have fun.

Just as he was starting to lead Siobhan to the cash register, he felt his phone vibrate again. "Go ahead, I have to take this call," He gave the woman an easy smile as he brought the phone up to his ear.

"Originally from Delta City, Paige Renee Kennedy is a Deputy US Marshall fairly new to the city. Although her time in the city has been short, she has done enough to put the city's underground to some unrest. She has had a track record of bending the law from what her records say and the contradicting things I've heard." Alejandro could hear Mara's unrest through the line. He could tell she was serious about this one. "That woman you were talking to is close friends with the Deputy, I suggest you befriend her, sir. Keep her close, and you can use her as leverage if it comes to it."

"Hm, I noticed." Alejandro gave Siobhan a quick smile before looking down at the records in his hand. "What else can you get me? I know those flowers can be pretty difficult to find, and expensive too. This upcoming event is going to be pretty big."

"We are working on gathering more information. We only know the basics and what is on the files of the department. We know she is closely involved with some past VIPs and current VIPs of the city." There was a short pause, then John cut in.

"Even from the surface it looks like this might be a difficult job, sir. We have to keep our eyes peeled for anything. A lot has happened in this city, and we have to be careful."

Alejandro heard shifting and a small grunt from John. Mara had probably taken the phone away from him, "And the man there, the one who came in with the band. He's the one who is closest to our VIP. If we can make contact with him, we can maybe get a meeting with the man."

Alejandro looked up to watch Siobhan for a second then glanced back at the bar. "No yeah, I think we can manage an order like that. Thank you for calling, please do let me know if more of those flowers come into stock. Thank you." Alejandro shoved his phone back into his pocket and turned back to Siobhan. "Treat me to a beer in the game, and I'll send you free samples from the shop." His tone was teasing and playful again. That had been a lot of information, just a matter of minutes. He needed time to process everything he had just heard and a drive to the stadium would be perfect to get his thoughts back together and form a plan.

At least now they knew who were some of the key pieces in the game.