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My characters revised power is acceptable correct?
I'll phrase it different I can see how its viewed as op atm. I didn't mean to make it seem so God tier technique I apologize. I added more build up and dialed it back to put more importance on her prowess with the weapon as to not make her seem an elemental monster.
Is my post alright, I wanted him to be new to the working with large groups thing.
"Come to Metropolis they said. It'll be fun they said."

Crypt mocked himself for thinking it would be as easy as knocking on the front door. Considering he had never thought about where the front door was. It was one thing after another once he got there, he had opted to go without his suit. He had never thought himself the hero type but when a crisis knocked upon the door, he felt morally obligated to try something.

Now lost in the corrupted and what was already intimidating streets of a city the size of metropolis Crypt found himself struggling to stay the correct density. The urge to ghost through the cold streets or hide in a statue was in every social paranoia induced thought.

"Come on dude, keep your cool or they will notice,,*coughs*.."

The cough makes him neglect to watch where he was walking, or walking through.....Honestly who puts those benches every fifty feet anyway! He stops half way through it looking down....

"Well that's not conspicuous."

Just as people go to take notice he sprints to a subway pulling his hoodie up over his head.

"That's it next time I wanna' help I'm going to donate a dollar to kids without laptops!"

Once again he mistakenly becomes intangible making him fall down...err...through the steps. A master of secret powers this one. He pulls himself outta the floor as more and more people begin to notice his Disturbing antics. He sprints towards the rails trying to get out of site as fast as possible. After all its not like he had to worry about being hit by the train.
I edited it and was Mike's cs appropriate?
Name: Deluna
Nickname: Bleeding Cresent
Gender: Female
Age: 25
Sexuality: Bi
Sekirei Number: #17
Appearance:
Sekirei Norito: By the Blood of my Contract, My Ashikabi's Desire will Eclipse all
Sekirei Type: Wind Scythe, Her technique, the "Tempest Scythe" Is an ability that is tied into her movements, as she rotates both herself and her scythe the air around her begins to follow suit. The winds themselves become her weapon pulling her enemies within her reach, at her climax the air can whip the flesh stinging it or exacerbating wounds to earn her nickname the Bleeding Crescent.
Personality: A woman who is displeased with the disgusting world and all but a few who inhabit it. Weakness displeases her, those that can not do what is needed may as well be acting against you. She tries to keep composure but her depression leads her to show her softer side far to often, her own weakness upsets her often. Constantly second guessing herself and full of regret, she searches for escape.
History: Her world has never been one with the deception of living a happy life. Her weapon in hand was the first memory she truly maintained, and her closest friend beneath her, she wonders why and how. Nightmares plagued her, blurring the line between reality and the dreams, but for her the waking moments where far greater the nightmare. Bleeding people dry and watching, it shatters you. Till your soul is bled out, Even in a controlled environment where they would be nursed back to health, you still question humanity. Your purpose is murder? No no no you are not a weapon? But wait you are a key? No a tool? What am I?
Friends seemed to be such an abstract thought once you practice techniques that are so disgusting. Her adolescence only made this more difficult when she was thrown into a larger group. But this life was just absurd wasn't it? Or was it a blessing? To know your purpose, to have an objective pre-established for you. A rather disturbing event happened, she found an answer. Nothing matters anyway. Time is brief, Spend it the best you can. Enjoy every second! Find that moment, squeeze it dry of ever last drop. Bleed it out, bleed it all out.
She entered the world looking for a Ashikabi who could really pull her out of her reality. What she found was a man who had a similar view, but not because he had some horrible childhood, no. She found a man who came to similar ideals from an understanding of what he called the "human condition". Pointing out to her that she is just as much human, if not more so than the maggots who squirm about just trying to get by. His words had an odd charm, his eyes where not hollow, this man held for her the escape she desired. For he too had a dark way of bleeding others dry.
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(I am off to my night class, but I wanted this up for consideration. My grammar is poor, but this is the gist of the pairing. I am planning on a second but I wanted to see what you thought of this one first.)
I will have a cs for my sek in a few.
Name: Michael Mythos
Nickname: Plague.
Gender: Male
Age: 28
Sexuality: Straight.
Appearance:
Special Skills: Engineer, Driver, and Painting.
Personality: A masked person to say the least. He seldom lets on more than two emotions pleasure or being bored. His favorite thing is watching people squirm and break under times of pressure, or better still the ones that are made of real soul! Never without an idea, or some basic understanding, he will never allow himself to be surprised, in fact if he is ever thrown off he is able to feel another emotion, irritation. Another notable personal issue is his doubts, he knows what he is capable of but not another single living soul is true to their word. NO one.

History: A child of wealth, and political clout he is very much used to people following his instruction. In addition he is well acquainted with the expectations of others upon him, he has been handling power since he was the president of his class in middle school, till he became the lead developer in a think tank. But back tracking back to the time he spent enrolled in his classes he began to play games setting up the popular children against one another, till eventually he began manipulating the faculty and staff to pass the time. He considered the military but they have limitations and to the amount of power they can truly have.
He found himself drawn to engineering simply for the fact it challenged him. Be it cars or chemicals he dabbled in it. Lockheed and Boeing have both used him in the past, but it was rather tired of the idea that his life would involve moving nothing more than nuts and bolts. He found himself young rich and bored. Doing the only thing young wealthy Americans do, he parties. He parties hard. Thanks to his chemical engineering he began to dabble in more effective versions of his favorite "skittles" but then he got into his new favorite past time. Her Name Deluna.

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Very well. I would rather create my own anyway, But do you want to keep to the number system? Or shall the numbers be random?
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