*~ Amnesiti ~* [ It Starts! ]

[Bulbasaur4]

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Deep in space… there is a radiating crystal star called “Amnesiti”. While it was named by modern astronomers, it is not visible from earth and required speculation and intense telescopic help. The star is highly unstable, and every once in a great while the star releases a large pulsating wave that ripples across the universe… [font=tahoma]

It’s a beautiful sunny day with a gentle breeze blowing off the lake as you go about your daily college routine. You attend Carthage College – a college that is right off of Lake Michigan and located in the state of Wisconsin. Despite the beautiful day, everything seems normal and you simply go about your basic routine without taking notice of anything strange. It seems like everything is going the way it does everyday when suddenly- it hits. [font=tahoma]
The pulsating wave from the star, Amnesiti, finally came into contact with some thing- earth. The wave engulfed the earth but within a second of contact- it dispersed and was gone. Scientists had not seen the wave coming, nor did they even know it hit. In fact, no one knew the wave had hit earth or had seen it- except for a select few.[font=tahoma]
A blinding white light suddenly takes up your vision as you give a slight cry of surprise. However, as soon as the light fades… you don’t feel anything was wrong and you are left confused as to what happened. Deep inside you feel a slight twinge of change… as if something new had been awakened inside of you. However, this feeling was similar to any other feeling of “happiness” or “excitement” so you disregard it as if it were nothing.
Later that night… you realize that something inside of you has awakened. Suddenly a new power emerges from you… a strange mutant-like ability that you never knew you were capable of doing before. It is unique and seems to strangely coincide with what you were doing when the brilliant flash of light hit you. However, you are not the only one who is affected. A few other people on campus are affected too… and unknown to you- a few people of the world are also affected. Suddenly people begin to show powers- some of them quite stupid while others are simply fantastical.
Of course… as it is with any power, people who come into contact with it are given a choice- use this power for good, or for bad. While you decide to use the power for good… a few others have not made that same decision. Taking it upon yourself (along with a few others), you decide that it is up to you and your friends to take on other “mutants” who have decided to use their powers for destruction.
… And yet you still have to attend class. College will never be the same again.

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In the world, there are a few people with a mutated gene. This gene is called the “Potential Gene”. Only a select few people have this gene… and people who do have the gene have different severities of it. While some people may only have a very slight Potential mutation, others can have a very severe Potential mutation. When the wave from the star, Amnesiti, hit the earth… it triggered the Potential Gene. However, the light merely imprinted whatever the person was doing at the time (that it hit) so that his or her Potential Gene harvested powers from that activity. Some people were doing rather mundane or regular things at the time, so thus their powers might not be as great or useful compared to others who were doing different activities. Of course… and the amount of power you have depends on how severe your Potential Gene mutation is. However… in this RPG, everyone who is playing a character will have a severe Potential Gene mutation. (You can just have fun with the NPCs who might not have it.)



Alright! This is an RPG that my friends Bryan, Pat and I came up with. I wanted to start an RPG really badly and they helped me think one up! So here it is… anyways, this is a CLOSED RPG… so only sign up if you’ve been invited. If you have not been invited, but would really like to join the RPG… PM me, and I’ll see if I can make an exception. (Most likely I will. ^_^ ) I like taking people who really want to be in my RPGs anyways!
In any case, there will be a few minor villains at first (local evils) and then I will be introducing more major villains. Don’t think of this RPG like a “mutant” RPG… but think of it more as a “Super Hero” RPG. The beginning of it will consist of mostly humor and “getting to know” your powers at first. Your powers will grow throughout the RPG… being less controllable and minor at first, and then becoming easily controlled and powerful as the RPG goes on.

The college setting is based on my college… so here is a small description:

CARTHAGE COLLEGE: It is a small private campus with about 2000 people and is located right against Lake Michigan in Wisconsin. It has the normal facilities that any other college would have as well. It has a recreational center with a swimming pool, a few basketball courts, a rock climbing wall, racket courts, weightlifting rooms, a dance room etc… The college also has a cafeteria, a food court with pizza, chicken and subs and a mail room located in the same building. There is also a café located in the Library building where you can get smoothies, sandwiches, soup, ice cream, cookies, bagel dogs etc… The college also has a science center connected with the business center and the Theatre, an arts center (art and music), an admissions/class building (where all the other classes go) along with a bookstore in the same building and four main dormitories. (One of them being an all-girls dorm.) There is also a very small all-guys dormitory… but we don’t talk about that. Of course there is a football field, baseball field and softball field as well.


Okay, I’m a bit impatient so I started this right away… hope no one minds. There are a few people who haven’t signed up yet, but they can hop right in once they’ve signed up. Since this is a closed RPG, there will not be any LSUs who have not already been pre-approved.
Alrighty, our first posts should be about you during the flash and then extend to when you first show a demonstration about your powers. Remember, for your first post… have your original sign up form posted. Then, every post after that should include your character name, gender, power and location. This helps everyone keep track of… everyone else! NOW TO START…

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Name: Kalah Byquest
Gender: Female
Age: 19
Year: Freshman
Appearance: Kalah stands about 5’8 with an athletic build. Her skin is fairly pale although with the summer sun it is slowly starting to tan. Her body type is considered normal by standards, however she does have powerful looking legs (lol) and an aura of a competitor when riled up. Her eyes are a moody blue that seem to strike out from her dark eyelashes. Her hair hangs down past her shoulders and is a semi-dark brown in color, and it quite dead straight when she hasn’t messed with it. She usually wears faded light blue jean shorts with a semi-tight short-sleeved white shirt with a small LA logo upon the front in sky blue letters. She also either wears blue flip flops or white sandals and constantly has a silver bracelet around her wrist.
Personality: Kalah is pretty much always cheerful and optimistic. She’s quite playful and has a “live in the moment” outlook on life, although she can be reflective upon the past. She’s very compassionate and loyal towards her friends and the only time her temper flares is usually when her friends are insulted or troubled by others. She’s very, very protective of her friends and things she cares about. However, she does tend to worry a lot and often adapts to other’s personalities rather than her own.
Major/Minor: Her major is Theatre and Chinese, minor in communications.
Activity: Kalah was sitting amongst the rocks of Lake Michigan, looking up at the seagulls and wishing that she could be someone/something else for a while.
Power: Transformation - She gained the power to transform into any living being.
Relations: Friends with Pat, Bryan, Ryan and Sarah (hope yah don’t mind TML). Matt and her have been going out for a while and are extremely close.
History: Kalah has always tried to do her best around campus and to be busy. Her habit of getting ‘sick’ seems to occasionally thwart her plans, but she has always bounced back. She has been working hard with her double major and has immersed herself in intramural sports. She often can be found playing outside, and when she’s not… she’s inside her dormitory writing or drawing. She’s involved in a club called the “Kung Fu Movie Club” which is a club designed to help others in need while sharing a common love of Kung Fu movies. She is and has been quite involved with Theatre and recently has been trying to get into Choir. Most of all however, she just likes to be with her friends and finds the most joy with them.
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Kalah Byquest
.: Tranformation | F | Out on the rocks of Lake Michigan :.


“I can’t believe it…” Kalah said softly, shaking her head as she sat upon one of the large rocks near the water of the Lake. It was a pleasant day… sunny, barely cloudy, warm… everything about the day seemed happy and perfect. However, Kalah didn’t feel the happy affects. Instead, she felt horrible… felt as if she didn’t want to be herself.
“I can’t believe that my parents are doing all of this… I can’t believe so many things are going wrong…” Kalah mumbled to herself, feeling lower with every minute that was passing. She sighed inwardly and gazed upwards at the sky. Seagulls were floating upon the breeze occasionally giving out their soft cries. Another sigh escaped from Kalah’s mouth as she shook her head.
“What I wouldn’t give to be some body else… anything else…” She thought, and at that exact moment suddenly a brilliant blinding flash seemed to consume her vision. However, as swiftly as it came… it vanished, and for some odd reason her vision was easily restored.
“What… what was that?” She said confused, standing up and immediately gazing about. She didn’t see anything that could have been the cause of the violent blinding flash…
“Did I imagine that? Great… now I really am losing it…” Kalah murmured, slowly crawling back up the rocks and heading back to the dorms. She couldn’t help but feel that something was different however, but she merely believed it was just her dismal mood that was causing such things.

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“So… how was class?” Kalah asked happily, practically bouncing as she walked next to Matt. She had waited for him to finish class, and now they were heading to Einstein’s- a little food place in the Library building.
“Eh, same as usual… boring.” Matt said dimly, as Kalah nodded- she had expected as much. All too soon they had heard the familiar “swish swish swish” noise and both of them turned around to see Bryan.
“You know… if you’re trying to sneak up on us, you really need new pants.” Matt said and Bryan nodded. “I know… I really can’t be stealthy in these.”
They continued to walk down the sidewalk, randomly passing by people although Kalah seemed to drift off into a dream-like state. Matt and Bryan continued to talk, until suddenly Kalah was aware that they had arrived at Einstein’s. Hunger instantly seemed to roar from Kalah, as she swiftly went into line.
“I’d like… a turkey sandwich, two bowls of chicken noodle soup, three cookies, a bagel with peanut butter spread, a glass of apple juice and… umm… and ice cream cone.”
Instantly silence ensued as the lady behind the counter stared at me while Matt and Bryan seemed to question if this was a joke or not.
“You’re… joking right?” The lady asked, and Kalah shook her head.
“Nope!”
A few minutes later, the three of them were sitting at the table. Kalah took up about half the table. She happily consumed her food at an extremely swift rate… while Bryan and Matt simply stared at her.
“Kalah… didn’t you eat breakfast this morning?” Bryan asked, and Kalah nodded swiftly.
“Yeah… just for some reason I feel so hungry…”
“Kalah… you used 10 swipes! That’s all the swipes you get for a week!” Matt exclaimed, and Kalah shrugged.
“I have to eat if I’m hungry…” She sighed inwardly, “Maybe mom will send me some extra money…”

After about a half an hour, the three of them got up and started to head back to the dorm. Matt and Bryan started ranting about an RPG they were thinking of starting, while Kalah simply stared at Matt. She was day dreaming again, thinking about when she and Matt went along the beach towards Christi’s Café for food. The thought of food even enticed her to think of this further, and it wasn’t until a large yell emitted into the air that Kalah snapped out of her day dream.
Bryan suddenly was yelling and tore off across the grass near two of the dorms.
“Don’t hurt me!” He exclaimed, as Kalah looked in confusion at Matt. Matt however, was staring oddly at Kalah with a slight look of horror.
“What?” Kalah said… but instantly she took notice that her voice wasn’t her own. It sounded… manlier, familiar- like Matt’s.
“What the-” Kalah stared down at herself to see that her jean shorts and tank top suddenly didn’t fit her, but were rather tight… and her body… well, it wasn’t her own. She recognized her legs and arms instantly, and feeling the top of her head made her instantly shriek.
“OH MY GOD!” She exclaimed, staring back at Matt.
“I’m YOU!”
After stating that, she instantly went into a bunch of exclamations… wondering why she wasn’t herself anymore, what the hell was happening… and many other loud exclamations. A few people stared at the “Kalah-Matt”, and it wasn’t until a few minutes that Matt seemed to snap out of it. Due to concentration of ‘why am I not myself’, Kalah seemed to shift back into her normal self once again.
“What the hell just happened…” Matt stated, looking at Kalah as if she had gained a third eye.
“I have no id-” but before she could finish, they heard another yell from outside campus.

[Dr.McNinja]

Name: Bryan Rambert

Gender: Male

Age: 19

Year: Second Semester Sophomore (Indeedy, go transfer creddies)

Appearance: Bryan is of average height and comes from a mixed mid-European heritage. He is a swimmer so while he doesn't have much muscle mass, he is stronger than he looks and possesses a good amount of endurance (he does distance events). He has short brown hair and a noticeably receding hairline, something that is mercilessly made fun of by his friends. His eyes are a bright green with streaks of other colors that vary depending on the light. He usually wears black "swishy" pants, a tie-dye shirt, and a soft black jacket with the words "Carthage National Team" embroidered on the back in red.

Personality: Constantly cheerful, Bryan takes the position that things could always be worse, so why moan about how they are now? He enjoys simply hanging out with his friends, laughing uncontrollably at the antics that inevitably happen. He is very studious as well, spending a good part of his time on schoolwork.

Major/Minor: Biology/Chemistry (Pre-Med)

Activity: When the wave hit, Bryan was focused intently on one of the most difficult Calculus problems he had encountered in class yet. At the moment the wave hit he had just achieved that flash of inspiration when a problem suddenly falls into place.

Power: Due to the stimulated state his mind was in when the wave hit, Bryan's inherent mental powers were enhanced. He now possesses a wide array of Psionic powers. Most of his powers revolve around telekinetics, the ability to manipulate the world around him with his mind (shields, blasts, levitation, etc.) He also gained some forms to telepathy, including a limited ability to sense intentions and surface thoughts of people around him under severe concentration. (EDIT: For clarification as requested. Bryan doesn't hear surface thoughts as actual thoughts like "I'm hungry" or "DIE!" but rather as something of a mental buzz that he can get some ideas of emotions or intentions from.)

Relations: Bryan is close friends with Duke, Kalah, and Matt. He has a girlfriend at another college named Emily who, of yet, does not know of his powers.

History: Bryan is a member of the Carthage Swim Team. Currently the best distance swimmer on the team, much of his time is devoted to training or traveling to meets. He is also a member of the KFMC mentioned before. A benefactor of the colleges Lincoln Scholarships (full-ride, something else that his friends rip on a lot), Bryan also has duties relating to the College's public relations.

Other: Bryan's powers are incredibly varied and thus require intense concentration to bring about some of the more remarkable effects. Also, due to their variation, he has less pure strength in any ability than someone who specialized solely on that ability (i.e. Shielding). Although he can overcome that power with some amount of finesse, he will inevitably be more drained than one who's power was meant for the situation.
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Bryan. (M) Psionics. Campus Drive
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"Damn....she's crazy for giving us this."

Bryan continued to mumble to himself as he sat staring at the open Calculus book in front of him. He had been working on the same problem for nearly fifteen minutes now and he didn't feel any closer to coming to a solution. Sighing, he bent his head and began punching more numbers into his calculator, maybe something would come to him.

Lesse...if I can integrate this function I might be able to get half the area but that's not going to help me unless I can also find the same for the other half....I need....yes!

Inspiration had snuck in through the open door of Bryan's dorm room and thwapped him a good one on the head. In fact...it must have hit him rather harder than usual. A flash of light obscured Bryan's vision for a moment, sending an alarming tingle through his mind which was still racing with his thoughts on the problem. It passed quickly however leaving Bryan staring at his math book once again, breathing deep as he tried to figure out what exactly had happened.

"Some sort of lightning? No...It's beautiful out. Than what....crap! I forgot what I was planning to do now!"

His mind drawn away from the odd flash, Bryan frantically tried to recreate the solution that his mind had just arrived at before the star's pulse had struck him.



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Wait wait wait. That couldn't have been real...and what was with that "don't hurt me anyway"? Wimp

"Shut up," murmured Bryan as he stopped near the dorms. He really needed to get more sleep, late night Guitar Hero fests were getting to him. Wandering down the length of South, Bryan's thoughts were thus distracted when a sudden crash rang out above. Jerking his head up he saw what appeared to be the screen of a 27' TV rapidly increasing in size above him.

That's impossible. There can't be a TV above you, you're outside. They would have had to throw it out the.........crap

It had happened before and now it was happening again, only this time he was under the makeshift projectile hurled in drunken stupor from the dorm room above. Uselessly throwing his hands above him, Bryan prepared for the impact of several pounds of electronics and glass that would no doubt be quite painful...actually he probably wouldn't feel much before he fell unconscious. The strike never came however and, after allowing enough time to make sure that he truly was alive, he looked up. The TV was still there....in the air. Bryan gave a shout of confusion and some measure of fear at the impossible thing he was seeing.

Moments later Matt and Kalah arrived, seeing Bryan still standing there under the TV which was still just hovering a few inches above his head. Bryan turned to them and gave a wide-eyed shrug, "Um...yeah."

At a run, Matt tackled Bryan bodily, moving him out from under the offending appliance. His attention from the TV broken Bryan heard a crash as it finally completed its descent a few feet from where Matt and he now lay. Getting shakily to his feet once Matt had removed himself he stared at his friends, "Something weird's happening. There really was two of you weren't there Matt? And I really just saw a TV stop midair and hover a few milliseconds away from bashing my brains out right?"

Kalah just stared back. It was up to Matt to reply which he did with a shake of his head, "Yeah...there was and you did. Um, yeah, that's all I've got."

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[*Duke*]

Name: Pat Bailie

Gender: Male

Age: 20

Year: Sophomore

Appearance: Pat stands about 6’1” with an athletic build. Pat is a mexican-american so his skin is tanned all the time and only gets darker in the summer. His body type is normal, though looks more proportionate in his legs then his torso. His eyes are a dark brown almost seeming black when seeing them at night. His hair is black and is short yet, gives the appearance of volume all around him which then leads to the front having a wave-like cowlick. Usually he wears loose fitting dark brown cargo pants with a loose dark short-sleeved shirt and over that his grey Carthage hooded sweatshirt or gray shorts with a black buttoned up dress shirt. He usually wears black vans or brown sandals. On some occasions he wears a beaded necklace with attached silver ring carved with a rather strange jagged symbol.

Personality: Pat gives off the appearance of someone that seems not to want to be bothered and seems stone faced, though he tries to be as polite and kind hearted as he can. Those that get to know him find him rather eccentric and is absent minded. He trusts everyone easily and doesn’t question their motives until they prove otherwise. He’s easily tempered at times and flies off the handle when tension runs high. He’s loyal to his friends and is always well to help anyone in need.

Major/Minor: Major: Business Administration / Minor: Psychology

Activity: Pat was sitting by a campfire and while adding more wood to the fire he burned his hand

Power: Fire Conjuring –The power to conjure and manipulate fire

Relations: Pat is friends with Bryan, Kalah, Matt, Neal and Jon

History: As a sophomore Pat has tried to set his course in life, though this year seems to have put many questions into his mind about what he wants to do for a living. After being so busy last year, he’s tried to take it easier on his social and school duties to try and enjoy his college life, letting events sort of occur at will rather then planned. He recently decided on adding a minor in psychology in order to perhaps explore other classes besides business. Pat usually can be either found in his room or the rooms of others or outside. Mostly inside he watches TV, plays video games, or explores the mysteries of the internet. While outside he enjoys walking along the beach staring at the stars above.

Other: NPC: Melissa (obtained water manipulation while she was on the shore not to far from Pat, relationship)

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Pat. (M) Fire Conjuring. Out on the rocks of Lake Michigan
Melissa. (F) Water Manipulation. Out on the rocks of Lake Michigan
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Pat knew that it really wasn’t cold enough to be starting a fire yet, but the day was so calm and the lack of breeze made it ideal conditions. Being a pyro in a past life, he got small twigs, sticks and dry leaves. Making a small cone like formation with a flick of his small lighter he got the fire going rather fast. As the red and orange flames began to lick the dry wood the heat slowly began to rise hitting him in the face.

Off in the distance Pat could make out Melissa sitting close to the shore line. The waves remaining rather calm slowly rocked back and forth. She seemed rather intense in thought as she stared off into the distance.

Adding another small stick Pat let his hand get to close to the fire which gave him the continuing feel of a small burn on him as he pulled back quickly he let out a harsh curse. Melissa had warned him on several occasions that his temper was going to get him into trouble one of these days. She’d been very patient and understanding, trying to slow him down and cool him off when he’d go off on his rants a lot of the times just squeezing him tight seemed to bring him back to reality and that was all he needed. Ever since they had met in the winter he had really been happy to have been dating Melissa, though he’d almost always be confused as to see why she would date an ordinary guy like him.

As he reached again into the fire to put back up the cone formation, he again felt the burning sensation as suddenly a brilliant blinding flash seemed to consume his vision. However, as swiftly as it came… it vanished, and for some odd reason his vision was easily restored. As he stuck his hand back out of the fire he realized that it hadn’t hurt at all. Only the light redness seemed to have remained from his first light burn. ‘That was rather odd,’ he thought to himself. He looked back off into the distance to see Melissa standing in the water. Her light brown hair seemed to sparkle as the light from the afternoon soon reflected in the water. He slowly moved away from the fire and moved towards her. As he placed his hands around her waist he slowly pressed himself against her in an embrace. As he moved his head beside her ear he whispered:
“What are you thinking about?”
“Nothing, really,” she whispered back “I just love the lake, it’s so calm today and when the sun hits it in this light everything becomes so much brighter.”
“I know what you mean.”
Slowly they both moved closer, and as their lips met warmth seemed to engulf deep within him. When they began to break their kiss and their eyes opened, he saw that she seemed to have look of shock on her face as she yelled: “Fire!” With that he looked down at his chest to see that his shirt had seemed to catch on fire. Panic hit him as he dove into the lake, as the water put him out, he waited a few minutes before lifting himself back up to see a worried expression on Melissa’s face.
“What happened?” She asked.
“I don’t know maybe an ember caught on me…or something.”
Looking at the tattered and charred remains of his shirt, Pat quickly rushed to the fire he had started and took the nearby bucket and doused the flames, stirred the embers and doused them again.

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He looked back at her, “Are you alright?” he asked.
“Yeah I’m fine, just a little shook from seeing you engulfed in flames.
“Man I really liked that shirt,” He chuckled.
She looked at him as if to question why he would make a joke out of bursting into flames, but just gave him a roll of her eyes and got out of the lake. As he saw her put back on her sandals, he seemed to see the water rise around her ankles, which was odd because everywhere else the water still seemed calm and just lightly touched the beach. Before he could put much more thought into it, she interrupted:
“As much as I love seeing you without a shirt on, jumping into the water and such, maybe we ought to go and dry you off, maybe slip you into some new shorts or something.”
“Well now…I can think of…” before he could finish his sentence she pushed her finger against his lips, “No time for your little innuendos, march.” With that they began to make the small walk back to the dorms. Trying to change the topic a little Pat began to talk about his day and how he really was considering just dropping his major when behind the two of them the sprinkler system seemed to go off sending water high off into the air. As they began to get pelted by water, they both sprinted to the south side doors.
“That’s new I thought they only went off in the morning,” said Pat.
“They must want to keep those new plants from dying off to quick,” she said.
“And that would be a darn shame then wouldn’t it,” he said sarcastically.
As they climbed up the stairs to the forth floor, the two separated and with a goodbye kiss he felt the same warmth engulf him again, but this time it seemed to slow. Quickly she broke off and waved a goodbye walking down the small hallway of the woman’s side of Johnson forth floor. Looking down at charred remains of his shirt Pat began to walk back to his room, slowly wondering why the flames seemed to burst out on the shirt so quickly and why he didn’t seem to feel it. Taking a left into the bathroom he threw the remains in the trash and looking outside was shocked to see a TV suspended above Bryan, and just as he was about to yell out he saw Matt tackle him and see the TV come crashing down into bits and pieces around the two. With that he ran down and out of the building to encounter the two and Kalah only a few feet away.
“Are you all alright?”
They all gave reassuring nods and slowly explained the oddities of the day; the tale two Matt s and TVs flying through the air and not seriously killing Bryan. He told them about his adventure with his campfire and almost becoming a grilled burrito. That’s when Bryan pointed something out, “You know even though you’ve just walked off the beach, you look completely dry.” With that he gave himself a look over and noticed that he was right his shorts, shoes that had been soggy on the walk up were dry. Beginning to walk up the stairs of the dorm again, they all retold their day and all noticed that they all had a similar occurrence of a flash in their vision before all the oddities of the day had happened.

[Doomy_McDoomdoom]

Name: Matt Gaiman
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Year: First year Sophomore...yay for transfer credits
Appearance: Matt is an athletic guy. His stands about 6'2'' and weighs around 250 pounds. He's a bit husky, but most of his build is directly related to muscle and bone structure. He is predominantly Native American, giving his skin a browned appearance at all times, but it gets significantly darker with the summer sun. His eyes and hair are both deep brown. Matt also doesn't really see the purpose in shaving, so he often has a scruffy appearance. Otherwise, he has an aura of command about him. Simply by being around him one can tell that he likes to take charge.
Personality: Matt tends to take charge in situations. Especially ones that no one understands. Every group needs a leader, Matt just tends to be that guy. He likes to joke around a lot, but only if the situation is appropriate, and he saves his dry humor for when he intends to do some damage to someone's ego. Matt is also incredible protective of anyone, but especially Kalah. Other than all that, he likes being busy, and gladly accepts challenges. So, this super hero thing is just another thing he needs to learn to do.
Major/Minor: Matt is a Chinese and Digital Communications Major, with a minor in Business
Activity: Matt was in Denhart working on fixing his friend Allie's computer. She has a bad tendency to mess it up, and at this particular case she had managed to jar the connection between the hard drive and motherboard loose. So, he had the back of the laptop taken off and was working on the hardware of the computer when the wave hit him.
Power: Matt can create any piece of technology that he can think of. The downside being, he often doesn't have the necessary components.
Relations: Matt is great friends with Bryan and Duke, and he is going out with Kalah...but they might as well be married.
History: Matt is an outgoing guy, so right off the bat he managed to make a decent number of friends in college. He first met Kalah during a show he was in, and he did his typical outlandish introduction. But, she didn't shy away an inch, he knew right away that she was not a typical girl, but didn't really get a chance to know her until later. He was really busy with other things. He was in three plays over his first year at Carthage. And he managed to found a philanthropy organization called the Kung-Fu Movie Club. After that was rolling he pledged to a fraternity called Delta Upsilon. And that has taken up a great deal of his time. But he's capable of spending a great deal of time with Kalah, which is his one release from all the other stuff going on.
Other: Matt will get rather frustrated knowing that everyone has incredible powers and his is often useless because he doesn't have the write things. So, he begins going a little against his grain and starts swiping components from school labs and media centers.

Matt
Powers: Forge-like abilities. Can create technology he imagines

Matt sighed rather heavily. "Listen Allie, I'm not sure what you've done to your computer this time, but the basic jist of it all is this...your computer is not recognizing an operating system. Now, this could be caused by any number of reasons. One, the most likely, is your memory being too low for anything to boot. I checked your memory via the start-up menu of your computer's most basic function, and you only have 614 kb of RAM." Allie stared blankly at Matt, and he let out another sigh. Man, I just wish people could learn who to fix these things on their own. It's really not that hard.

"Ok...well, everytime your computer is running all the information you create is stored in RAM, that is, until you shut down the computer and important information, such as files you've saved and what-not, are switched over to ROM. It's sort of like the hippocampus of the brain, that acts as a short-term memory converter for us." Did I really just say that? Wow...I'm a geek "Regardless, that's the main issue, at least...I think that's the issue."

"There could be another problem" Matt turned over the computer to reveal its underbelly. Matt had already torn away the plastic flesh of his friend's Acer laptop and exposed it's juicy silicon inards. Each one was distinctly placed, and to someone without any experience in tinkering with these things it was a terrifying experience to see their computer pulled apart. Allie's eyes welled up with horror, but she had asked Matt to do this and he was only doing what was necessary.

"Now..." Matt stated in his teacher-like voice, pointing out particular components with a tiny phillips-head screwdriver he had used to take this whole machine apart anyways.

"Your hard-drive is right here. It's connection to your motherboard might have failed entirely. This would be good news."

Allie piped up. "How is that good news?"

"Allow me to explain. If it's simply a connection issue, it's a simple as me plugging something back in. Now if it were a fry...."

A blinding light suddenly flashed through the room. It took away Matt's vision of his surroundings and his friends entirely. But soon, things returned to their old state and he was partially glad to see that this flash had appeared to affect Vanessa and Allie as well. Matt shook his head and closed his eyes, attempting to gain his vision fully back. "Wow, that was really odd." Matt said, mostly to himself. He took a quick glance outside, there were no clouds in the sky, so it most assuredly wasn't lightening. He brushed it off as some wierd coincidence, probably a power surge causing all the lights to intensify to the extreme...or something like that.

"Anyways...now if it were a fryed piece of hardware there'd be nothing I could do, except buy an entirely new piece of equipment." Suddenly Matt's mind snapped at him. Of course there is something you could do. A fry only damages certain parts of each component, and any electronic device has some sort of computer in it. "Allie, give me your remote control" She looked at him quizzically.

"Matt, nothing is wrong with my remote control."

"Seriously Allie, I have an idea." The moment Allie reluctantly handed over the control to her TV, Matt tore it apart with his computer repair kit's tools. He reached minor components and pulled them out of the remote like a wild animal scavenging for food. He placed wires, circuitry and various other components into Allies computer. Wow, I could make this even better than before

"Allie, do you have a spare lightbulb?" She looked at him incredibly quizzically again, but decided that no explanation was needed. Matt, after all, really looked like he knew what he was doing. She handed him the lightbulb and Matt immediately wrapped the lightbulb in a towel and smashed it, taking only the filament out. He then punched out the extra port behind Allie's CD-Drive and placed the filament inside, attaching it's necessary power component to a USB cable.

He then, lightening fast, re-assembled Allie's computer and flipped it over. Hitting the start button. It's screen glowed momentarily and then began to boot up as it had in the past. Allie's eyes lit up. "Matt, you are seriously fantastic. I owe you a batch of brownies or something."

Matt just smiled, don't be so quick to thank me Allie. Your computer is even better than before. He flipped it on its side and pointed out the new drive. "It now makes toast!" She just looked at him, and Matt smiled.

"Well, I've really gotta get going. I was going to walk Kalah to class, and I got a little side-tracked with this whole thing. Have a good one Allie."

She didn't even give a response, she just simply sat dumbfounded at what Matt had just said. And by the time the confusion in her head had manifested itself into any form of question he was already gone and around the corner headed towards his girlfriend and whatever she had that always brightened his day.



[I'll continue this post later with a recap of some of the events that have happened to me otherwise. I just wanted to get the "LIGHT" out of the way first. ^_~]

[Hyperness is a Good Thing]

[color=#cc99cc]

Name: Carys, since most people can’t pronounce her real name correctly.
Gender: Female
Age: 18
Year: Freshman
Appearance: Definitely not tall(5”2 at most), has layered black hair that falls about four inches past her shoulders with purple highlights. Her fringe(which is slightly too long) is all over her face messily, and she is quite fair, with brown eyes that tilt slightly upward at the ends, showing her Chinese heritage. She dresses very casually, and usually can’t be bothered much with her appearance, and she generally wears sneakers or flip flops. There is always a silver chain with a star shaped pendant around her neck though.
Personality: Around people she isn’t familiar with, she would be really quiet, and not speak much. However, once among friends, she’s as boisterous and noisy as the next person. She doesn’t really make friends very easily as she tends to be a little shy, however, sometimes she is seized by a weird outgoing part of her nature, just another quirk of hers. She has a rather twisted sense of humour, and can laugh at the weirdest things, and sometimes does not have any sense of the appropriate.
Major/Minor: Chemistry/Biology (errr… >.> I don’t know a thing about Majosr and Minors since I’m doing ALevels right now…)
Activity: Day dreaming by the lake shore while she was supposed to be doing homework and wishing that she could have a nice bar of chocolate.
Power: The ability to make what she imagines real, however this only applies for organic(and definitely edible!) materials(basically she can't create synthetic materials like plastic, but processed stuff made out of organic materials should still be possible). She also cannot really create any living creature because it would sap energy from her life force, but she can create very small things(like insects) and give them a semblance of life for a limitted period of time, however, she has no control over what she creates or imagines. She can't create anything too big or complicated as doing this drains a lot of her energy, and should she ever overextend herself too much, she will die. ((I'm taking the definition of organic materials as "carbon-containing substances found in plants, animals, and their remains." or basically anything that was once alive.))
Relations: none at the moment
History: She just came to this college recently, basically still quite a new kid on the block, trying very hard to adjust to a whole new lifestyle. She’s also experiencing culture shock as she had a totally different life back in M’sia. Basically she’s getting used to things, and doesn’t really know what’s going on. Her interests are photography and writing, er, so she joined the journalism club(??is there one?). As of now, she isn't very active yet, still trying to get the hang of things. And she loves the cold weather, though she's not too used to it yet.
Other: She’s also quite addicted to video games – namely Kingdom Hearts II which is currently eating up all of her free time. Oh, and she also has something for chocolate.


~ Carys ~ F

I lay back sleepily onto the rather damp grass, ignoring the havoc that it would rage on my clothes. My mom wouldn’t be here to nag me about grass stains anyway.

“Carthage College,” I said aloud, testing the still unfamiliar name on my tongue. Not for the first time, I wondered why had I chosen a college halfway across the world, in an unfamiliar place, with nobody I knew, far away from my family and friends.

Right now I was in the corner of the large football pitch. I had been looking for a quiet spot to be alone in, feeling a little lost, and this seemed to be perfect. It was rather calm and peaceful… I idly wondered what a football game would be like. Same name, different sport.. I had never actually seen an American football game before.

I was feeling a little hungry, but it seemed like too much effort to get up and wander around in some quest for food. Even though Carthage College wasn’t humungous, I was still new enough to get lost. I didn’t even feel like eating proper food, a lovely chocolate bar would be nice…

”In the absence of friends, there’s always food,” I thought. “Don’t have either right now though.”

My thoughts were taking a very depressing turn, so I just ignored them and focused on chocolate. A nice bar of sweet creamy chocolate rich chocolate melting in my mouth…

Suddenly, a bright flash overwhelmed my vision, and I was literally blinded by the light. However, it was gone in well, a flash, and I was just left with some lovely spots that did a little tap dance right before me.

Feeling a little woozy, I got up, gathering my stuff, and I headed back to the campus. There was also a strange tingly feeling, a little like pins and needles, but it was delocalised.

As I walked, I picked up little snatches of conversation, and a few students mentioned that they had seen a bright flash of light.

So, I’m not alone, I thought, feeling a little relieved. At least I wasn’t seeing things. Maybe it was just some sunspot, or sunflare or some nonsense like that.

Since I didn’t have any more classes for the day, I decided to head back to the dorm. Flopping onto my bed, I just hid my head under my pillow, feeling something that felt like a headache building up. Just before I closed my eyes, I thought of a little dog that I knew was on my bed back home many many miles away. For some reason, the thought of that made my eyes tear up.

I am not homesick, I told myself shutting my eyes tightly. Then, suddenly feeling extremely tired, I drifted off into unconsciousness.

I woke up a few hours later, feeling refreshed, and sat up, stretching. It was near evening or so, from what I could see outside. Glancing around the room idly, I was suddenly struck by a certain, rather ragged figure on my bed.

“Ein?” I said, puzzled and shocked. It was my little rag dog, made out of cloth and stuffed with silk-cotton, that my mom had made for me many years back, after she had cut up her silk-filled eiderdown because it had been chewed on by moths.

It was unmistakably him, except that he didn’t have his button eyes that I had sewn on a few years back, instead, he had his original two black circles of cloth that had been covered by black buttons previously. However, the rest of him, from his brown cloth body to his stumpy legs with uneven stitches on the left fore leg (I had helped to make him and some untidy sewing was the result), were exactly as I remembered.

“What are you doing here Ein?” I asked him, but as usual, being the faithful listener that he was, he didn’t reply, he only stared at me.

I had left him at home while packing by accident. I had no idea how had he landed up here, and I hadn’t told anyone in college about him, so he had to be genuine…

This was all too confusing… but oh well, who cared, I had Ein by my side.

Picking him up and cradling him like a baby, I walked out of my room, on a quest for food to satisfy my complaining tummy, ignoring the odd glances that I got from various other students. So what if they thought I was weird because I was carrying a stuffed toy dog around?

[The_Missing_Link]

Name: Sarah Hallaway
Gender: Female
Age: 19
Year: Freshman
Appearance: She stands at 5'1 and is rather thin and pale. Her hair is a chocolate brown and lies straight down at her shoulders and her eyes are a mix of blue, gray and green. She wears a dark green shirt with a lighter green shirt connected underneath - they're sewn to be the same but the lighter green sleeves are longer than the dark green sleeves (basically, you see the dark green shirt but with the light green sleeves popping out). She also wears black jeans, black socks and sneakers
Personality: She's quiet and sort of antisocial. She likes to be around people but what she says can put people off, despite her good intentions. She's conservative when it comes to some social activities - no smoking, drinking or partying. She'd rather play video games or board games than using drugs
Major/Minor: Computer and Digital Forensics
Activity: Reading a book while eating a popsicle
Power: The power to shoot out ice from her hands, freeze something with the touch of a finger, create crude objects from the ice that she creates, and immunity to extreme cold. Of course, she becomes considerably weaker power-wise in warm weather
Relations: Friends with Kalah (roommates as well?)
History: Is from Massachusetts but still hates the cold. She's part of the bowling team and Gaming Club and is a moderate beginner in the Martial Arts club


Sarah
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My only day of no classes and with no classes, that equated to boredom. And when I was bored, it meant four things: TV, video games, internet, or reading. I didn't really feel like playing any games, there was nothing to watch on TV and I already surfed the internet earlier today so that only left reading. It didn't really matter anyway; I just started the second book of the Thursday Next series and damn that Jasper Fforde!, it was addictive.

Leaning against my reading pillow with the book and a popsicle in hand (orange flavored, naturally) and with the sunlight filtering through the window to provide light, I opened up to where Thursday was going to attend her first Jurisfiction session. As the minutes ticked by, my focus was completely attached to the book. The pages kept turning like quickfire and before I knew what was happening, my left forefinger grazed the edge of the top of the page and an annoying paper cut opened up. I left the popsicle in my mouth to cover my cursing and I waved the finger back and forth in anger. Right then, a flash of bright light appeared before my eyes but just like that, it was gone. The only remnence of the incident was a tingling sensation throughout my body. I took the popsicle out of my mouth and silently contemplated what just happened.
"Must've whited out or got a brain freeze," I murmured simply and went back to reading.

An hour later, I got up to stretch and move my eyes around. Reading was fun but getting a headache wasn't. I threw the popsicle stick away and then focused on my finger, which was still throbbing dully. I absentmindedly rubbed my other hand over it and shivered as if ice was rubbing against my skin. Lifting my hand away, I found a patch of ice sitting over the cut and instead of feeling cold, it felt soothing, like Neosporin doing its job.
"Weird," I said and immediately left to find Kalah, the only person who could possibly take this situation seriously.

[Sworkill87]

~Jon, gaining the power of wind manipulation:

It was a beautifull day out and Jon had just gotten back to Johnson hall from a two mile run (he couldn't let this weather go to waste). After showering Jon stood alone in his room. He thought to himself, "Man today is nice, but it's just way too hot out." He crossed the room and turned on the fan.

As the wind blew through is hair he decided to increase the power. Jon was just turning the knob up when suddenly there was a white flash of light. But just as quickly as the light appeared it vanished, leaving Jon feeling... not worn out from the run, but slightly energized. In fact, now that he thought about it, he felt great.

Jon quickly dressed, it was mid-afternoon and after the run he was hungry. He went to turn off the fan only to find that although the nob was still on high power, it wasn't blowing. "Awsome, now my fan is broken. Ah well, I need some food. I'll go to Einstiens, maybe meet someone on the way."

And with that Jon set of in search of food. Thinking only of what he wanted to eat Jon didn't pay close attention to what he was doing and promply slammed his foot in the door. "Ahh!... Damn." Just as Jon's emotions swelled in his little outburst of anger there was a gust of wind. Looking to his left Jon expected to see an open door, but there was none. In fact, upon exiting the building Jon found that there wasn't even the slightest breeze. "Whatever," he thought, "Oh hey, is that Matt?"

[Bulbasaur4]

[color=royalblue]Kalah Byquest
.: Transformation | F | In Pat’s room with Bryan & Matt :.


Sitting on the bed, Kalah merely watched as the three boys started chatting it up.
“So… about that TV thing…” Pat started to say, but Bryan quickly cut in.
“I have no idea how that happened.” Pat looked confused for a moment, but then shrugged.
“It reminds me of how my shirt suddenly went on fire…” This seemed to catch Matt’s attention, who spoke up swiftly.
“You know, it seems to me like a lot of weird things are happening today. Bryan had a TV stop in midair above him, your shirt turned on fire, I suddenly knew how to fix a laptop and add a toaster into it-”
“What? A toaster!?” Bryan interrupted, and Matt nodded. All three of them seemed to ponder these oddities for a moment, until suddenly Kalah flailed her arms in the air and proudly proclaimed, “And I was Matt!”
Silence ensued as the three of them turned to look straight at Kalah. She merely smiled as if turning into Matt was a wonderful thing, although no one else seemed to be too thrilled.
“Yep, some thing weird is definitely going on…” Pat continued, but Kalah shrugged.
“I’m hungry.”
Matt’s eyes widened as Bryan also looked at her in disbelief.
“You just ate.” Matt proclaimed, but Kalah shrugged and swiftly rose to her feet.
“I’m still hungry… I must have not ate enough. I’ll be back… I’m going to quick go get a bite to eat.”
With that, Kalah rose to her feet, opened the door and swiftly exited. The last thing to be heard before the door shut behind her was Bryan’s voice, “Are you sure we should let her go off by herself…”


Kalah swiftly walked out of the Johnson dormitory and exited outside. She had already decided in her mind that she would eat at the cafeteria. It was a swipe-based system. Every student had an ID with their picture on it, and you had swipes on the card that allowed you to get food. One swipe at the cafeteria let you go into the buffet and eat all you could eat. Not that the food was spectacular… but it was food none the less.
A figure clutching a small stuffed animal. Confused for a bit, Kalah recognized her as Carys… a girl who was in her Biology class. She had talked with her and worked on a few labs with her the previous semester, so she smiled and gave a slight wave.
“Hello Carys!” Kalah exclaimed, of course but right when she did that suddenly she saw another person- Sarah, her roommate.
“Oh… hi Sarah!” Kalah called, as Sarah headed over in her direction.
“Are you two going to eat in the cafeteria? I am! We should all go together because my other friends already ate…”

[ TAG ]

[Dr.McNinja]

Bryan Rambert. Telekinesis. Male. In Matt's room with him and Pat

Before Bryan could muster up the forces to chase after Kalah, she was already gone. Instead he decided to sit back down and ponder the happenings some more. He raised up a hand and began to tick off occurrences, "Alright, Kalah turns into Matt, Pat's shirt sets on fire, Matt takes an expensive piece of equipment and gives it the power to also mildly singe bread, and a TV almost falls on me emphasis on the ALMOST. Let's take the leap of logic and say that we're doing these things ourselves, after all Matt fixing a computer hardly seems like some sort of outside intervention."

Matt nodded, "I just knew how to do it."

Pat also chimed in, "I was hugging Melissa when I caught fire, and now that I think about it I don't think an ember would have been able to blaze up so fiercely without me noticing it first."

Standing up, Bryan began to pace, "And Kalah, she's always thinking of Matt so it makes sense that would turn into him given the right circumstances....I guess. So there's really only one thing left to test."

Stopping on front of the dorm room's door, Bryan turned to face his two friends. With a sigh, he made his pronouncement, "Throw something at me....hard"

He wasn't sure if he should be comforted by the looks of glee on his friends' faces or not.

[*Duke*]

Pat Bailie / Fire Conjuring / M / In Room

"Throw something at me....hard" Bryan said as Pat opened his drawer and pulled out a random shirt. Matt shrugged.
“Whatever happened happened, right now Kalah doesn’t look like me, Pat hasn’t burst into flames after putting on another shirt and you aren’t being pelted with the two TVs next to you. Perhaps these were all just odd occurrences that just seemed to have befallen all of us by coincidence. So why in hell would we want to push our luck by hitting you with anything?”
“Your probably right,” Bryan gave a shrug as Pat turned his attention else where and sat down at his desk. With his desk closest to the window nestled between the frame of Matt and his bunk bed he sat down. With Bryan quiet for a few moments, Matt moved over to his TV and pushed the power button for his Playstation 2, as the usual start up screen appeared Bryan piped in again.
“I’m wondering if something might be causing all of this.”
“Its communists, they’re doing it so that all of America is distracted from them slowly destroying our way of life, problem solved.”
Matt ignored the two as he focused on the precise moment he should blow up his car at the oncoming traffic for the largest score of the game. Watching him Bryan slowly became distracted, as Pat focused on his housing for next year.
“Stupid fracking school can’t let me keep my old room, with Matt being an RA I can lose this room without a roommate.” He murmured under his breath. As he tried to reserve the room the site took him to another screen that merely stated that the action couldn’t be completed.
“What, what does this mean?” As he tried typing in the same information again, the computer responded with the same response.
“This is the right time.” Yet it continued to respond with the same answer. Slamming his fists on the desk he tried again.
“Is it getting warm in here?” asked Matt. Pat tried one more time yet for some reason the computer didn’t respond, saying that he had zero credits. As he got frustrated again he tried one more time this time adding everything the computer questioner said and again it said that there were no rooms available, not even an option to save his current room. With that he grabbed the phone furiously.
“Now, now Pat, temper, temper,” said Bryan, which seemed to aggravate him more. As he punched in the keys for the main office, static filled his ear and the phone disconnected. He roared in frustration as Bryan called out, “Calm down, man.” With that Pat threw his fist straight at him only stopping a few seconds away as if held back by some unseen force. It was also then that Leon saw that his whole fist had become engulfed in flames. As Bryan sleeplessly opened his eyes he saw the now suspended Pat whom seemed to have his whole fist lit ablaze.
“That’s new,” said Matt whose attention had been drawn.
“Well this just proves my theory then,” said Bryan.
“What?” said Pat as he looked at his flaming fist.
“That something has happened to us, we’ve all seem to have gotten amazing abilities.” With the entire minute of silence Pat’s hand seemed to burn out and his rage was replaced with a sense of amazement.
“Did that hurt?” asked Matt.
As he said that the force that was holding Pat back seemed to subside and let the momentum of his fist send him tumbling to the ground. As he regained his composure he lifted himself back up and responded: “No, but that did.”
As their silence returned Matt looked at his Playsation 2, TV and Laptop; and suddenly as if an actually light bulb had come up from behind him and lit up he proclaimed:
“I HAVE AN IDEA!”

[Doomy_McDoomdoom]

[color=orange]Matt wondered out of Denhart and made his way to the front of Tarble where he typically met Kalah before they went to class. She was standing outside, her golden hair lifted softly by the breeze and her smile instantly caught his eye and brightened his day. He made his way over to her across the grassy knoll that seperated the sidewalk of campus drive and Tarble and made his way up to her. He grabbed her playfully and hugged her tight, landing a single quick kiss on her cheek.

"Hey sweetie...I love you."

"I love you too wuv puppy."

He didn't need to say anything else, he just reached down, intertwined his fingers with hers. And they made their way down the sidewalk to Kalah's classroom. They walked talking about random stuff, varying from RPG's, to video games, to their disgustingly cute adoration for one another. They had been walking and Matt was staring back and forth between the beautiful lake and the more beautiful Kalah. One time when he looked back at Kalah, well, there wasn't a Kalah. Just another Matt. Matt's face contorted in confusion and he stood, perfectly still in complete and utter confusion.

The swishing of pants was behind them when suddenly it stopped. Bryan stood entirely shocked before running away with his hands flayling in the air. "AH! THE PAIN COMES TENFOLD!!!" Matt just stopped his shock for a moment before turning back to see Kalah once again. He lifted his hand, index finger out as if he was about to say something intelligent, when suddenly his mouth shrunk to a small "oh", he paused for a long while and finally spoke.

"Baby Doll....what the &#(@ just happened?"

[color=royalblue]--------------------Go Go Gadget Time Lapse!--------------------

[color=orange]

Matt and Kalah were walking back from their class, passing Johnson momentarily to go down to the beach. They often took walks that way in order just to spend some time alone and often go to Kristi's Cafe, they had become regulars there. They noticed Pelka standing outside of South, which is never a good idea unless you really find great joy in having large electronic devices drop onto your head, and as sure as anything, a TV burst through the fourth story screen as the drunken cheers of football players could be heard from the above floors. Bryan didn't have time to move, he simply put up his hands in hopes that he would only be put into a minor coma.

"BRYAN!" Now usually Matt was the one who dished out pain to his little balding friend, however in this particular case, he felt it would be best to protect him from this electronic doom. He started sprinting towards Pelka, when the most unexpected thing happened. Well, it couldn't be the most unexpected thing, considering the most recent developments, but the television stopped right before it collided and simply floated above Pelka's head. Matt was moving too quickly to stop and fully tackled Bryan out of the way before the TV crashed to the ground and shattered into a thousand pieces.

The spew of electronics quickly grasped Matt's attention away from Bryan and he began picking up various shards of the TV. And Bryan lifted himself off the ground.

"We should head back to my place." And with that Matt began marching back towards Johnson Hall with his arms full of electronic components. The group moved up the stairs and finally made their way to Matt and Pat's room. As usually they got an glare from Alms, their rather easy going RA, but they entered Matt's door and all sat down on the various furniture that was strewn about the oddly fashionable and stylish room.

Naturally, the conversation turned to things regarding the day's events. Pelka talked about his issue. Kalah brought up her turning into Matt. Matt brought up his newfound expansion into technology, and apparently Pat had burst into flame.

Conversation continued as Kalah left the room to go eat...regardless of how much she had eaten in the past few hours. Though Matt wasn't really paying attention to any of them. He was staring at his TV, his Playstation 2, and his N64. Thoughts were compiling in his head quickly, he could take the hard drive from the N64, and move around the control chip from two of its controllers to from a semi-sentient being...as long as the two could counter eachother to keep the control intelligent. And then if he brought in the connection to the internet from his PS2, and the disc drive, accompanied by it's high memory capabilities from its RAM, he could attach all of those directly to his TV. Which had picture in picture available. And great a lovely sentient computer. The question was...whose face to put on it.

"I'VE GOT AN IDEA" Matt proclaimed suddenly for the group. "PETER GRIFFIN!"

[Dr.McNinja]

Bryan Rambert, Male, Telekinesis, Matt and Pat's Room


Bryan blinked and stared at Matt, still somewhat stunned by the flaming fist that had been halted only inches away from his face, "What?"

Matt jumped to his feet and began to rummage through his desk, emerging with several tools in hand, "Peter Griffith! I cant get Peter Griffith as my computer!"

With that and a spray of electrical components, Matt began to disassemble his video game systems and TV. Circuts and cords flew through the air as Matt ripped and connected pieces from each machine to each other. Pat sat stunned for a moment before whimpering softly, "But what about Metal Gear Solid 3?"

Matt didn't turn away from his work, "Don't worry, I can rig something up later that'll run that just fine."

Feeling as though something had snapped, Bryan suddenly burst out laughing. Unable to stop, he simply sat there in abject glee as his friends turned from their discussion to stare at him. Regaining some control he managed to speak, "We have superpowers! We've been dreaming and pondering and hoping all our lives for something like this to happen and it has! Don't you get it? Pat, you catch on fire, Matt you look at something and can't stop thinking of ways to make it better, and apparently I've go some sort of telekinetic force powers or something. Any of those abilities sound familiar to you? Same thing for Kalah too!"

Pat glanced at Matt, Matt glanced at Pat, both glanced back to Bryan before either could form words. It was Matt who responded first, "Holy crap you're right....."

Pat added, "....no way."

A grin was plastered on Bryan's face, "And I bet there are more like us, more people with powers, maybe even more here at Carthage!"

Raising a hand, Bryan held it, fingers spread, towards Matt's desk. Slowly and jerkily, a pencil began to rise into the air. Now that he was focusing, Bryan felt a sort of "tingle" in his brain, a feeling of effort he had never experienced before. Twirling his fingers, Bryan sent the pencil into a slow spin as it hovered across the room towards his outstretched arm. Caught up in the marvel, Bryan let his concentration slip for a moment and, with a tiny jerk, the pencil feel to the floor with a tiny clack. Staring at the fallen writing implement, he didn't speak, letting the amazement of what was happening just wash over him. As if from far away he heard Pat speaking, "I'm going to try mine too..."

The temperature of the room started to rise, even as Matt called out frantically, "Not by the sheets!"

[Heald]

Sorry for being a bit late...

Name: Rob Johnson
Gender: Male
Age: 20
Year: Sophomore
Appearance: He has short brown hair which is kept slightly spiked. His eyes are a deep blue. He is about 6' 2" and has a large muscular build. He usually just wears jeans, trainers/sneakers (if you're a Yank) and depending on the weather either a sleeveless t-shirt or a long-sleeved t-shirt, both of which have the Carthage College Football Team logo on them.
Personality: He's a party animal, effectively, but not really a Jock, so to speak. While he sometimes parties with his fellow football players, he prefers to stick within his own circle of friends. He doesn't use his status as a football player to pick on 'nerds' or 'geeks' and is generally a friendly guy. As a sportsman, he's naturally competitive and up for a challenge, or anything to be honest.
Major/Minor: Economics/Marketing
Activity: He was playing running back for the Carthage College Football Team and the team were on offence. He made a run and a large player stepped in his way. Summing up all his strength, he shoulder-barged the other player out of the way, and this is when the wave hit.
Power: Vastly increased muscle strength. Put simply, every single one of his muscle has become far stronger, although there is a only a very slight difference in his muscle tone. It will be quite uncontrollable to start off with and he will just be brute force to begin with, but in time he will be able to control the muscles independently, for example, enhance only his legs for faster running or higher jumps. Of course, the stronger he makes his muscles, the heavier they become.
Relations: None that need to be mentioned.
History: Joined the football team this year after being in the reserves as a Freshman. Likes the status but hates the bad-rep he gets from those who typically complain about college football sucking up funds (Drama and Art people). Otherwise, not much really.
Other: O RLY? YA RLY! NO WAI!

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Rob Johnson

I was called onto the field for an offensive. It was an away game at a rival college with whom our college deeply hated (but in a sports-like manner). I took my position and when the hike was called, I ran forward. One of their blockers tried to stop me but with agility I sidestepped him but into the path of another blocker, a guy a lot bigger than me. There was no way I could break around him, so I was going to have to go through him. Summoning all my strength, I charged at him.

Suddenly, my eyes were lit on fire. The light of a thousand suns blinded me and I couldn't feel anything. All I knew was that when I came to, I was on the ground, flat on my back. The blocker made some jibe at me but I shook it off. I looked at our Quarter-Back. He was two years older and not impressed with my display.
"Johnson! What the hell was that! Come on, 2nd Down."
I nodded and took my position again. The hike was called and I ran forward, this time straight into a blocker, but I knocked him flat down. He wasn't that much bigger, so I didn't take much notice, thinking I had caught him off his guard. The larger blocker, however, was ready for me. I wasn't going to let him get away with humilating me and ran straight for him, putting a shoulder into his gut. I felt no pain or stress whatsoever, but the guy went flying backwards and landed on his back, coughing. I had winded him. The ball was stopped again but we had gained nearly enough ground. The Quarter-Back came up to me,
"Woah! You laid him out Johnson! Ok hotshot, you take the ball this time. Ok, break!"
The pressure was on. The ball was passed to me and I ran straight ahead, shoulder barging two blockers out of the way. Another defender came running straight into me but bounced straight off, enabling me to run for the touchdown. No one could believe it - despite my average build - for a football player - I had swatted players a lot larger than me away like it was nothing. Even I couldn't believe it.

The final whistle blew and I was the man of the match. The feeling was great - I was finally getting noticed. However, my own strength had begun to freak me out - when we were boarding the coach again, I held onto a seat and pulled myself up - nearly ripping the seat from the coach. I tried to calm myself down by getting my iPod out but I nearly crushed it in my hands.

There was an after-game party in the Johnson hall and I decided drinking would be a good way to calm my nerves. Unfortunately, this seemed to make it worse; beer bottles were shattering in my hand and the chicks that came along for the party complained that I hurt them when I held them. I looked down at my hand and saw tiny cuts from the beer bottle, but they weren't bleeding. I decided to take five and go wash the glass off my hand, although curiously there was little blood.

As I walked down the hall to find the bathroom, I overheard a room talking about having superpowers. I ignored it as a coincidence and washed myself. Looking in the mirror, I noticed I was different - my muscles were more toned and defined. I took off my t-shirt and my once basic college football body had been sculpted into a set of manly ab and beastly biceps. Could this have something to do with the flash?

I walked back to the party but the room I passed on the way seemed to have a lot of laughing and screaming coming from it. The door was slightly ajar so I decided to take a look, and one of them was...conjuring fire?! One of them mentioned something about a flash and I knew this couldn't be a coincidence. I plucked up the courage and knocked on the door. There was a silence and I decided to open the door. I didn't know any of them but I decided to speak up.
"Hiya, my name is Rob. Did you say you saw a bright flash earlier as well?"

[*Duke*]

As if from far away he heard Pat speaking, "I'm going to try mine too..."

The temperature of the room started to rise, even as Matt called out frantically, "Not by the sheets!"

“…outside,” said Pat as he grabbed his backpack and stuffed in another pair of shorts and t-shirt “I’m not stupid, that’s if this whole super hero thing is possible.” He waved his hands in the air as he stepped out of the room, passing by a rather bulging football player.
Behind him he thought he could hear “Hiya, my name is Rob. Did you say you saw a bright flash earlier as well?” though he was just lost in his own intrigue to turn back from testing this.

Just as he was about to head towards the stairwell he saw Melissa come up next to him dripping wet.

“Hey…just get out of the shower?” said Pat.
“In a manner of speaking…um…you remember us being alone on the beach…”
“…That one night when we got approached by campus security for…”
“Not that night!” she slapped him on the shoulder.
“Ow, ok so what’s up?”
“Well I was in the bathroom and when I got to close to the sinks, they seemed to flow upwards towards me, and before it came down I made it stop. It kinda looked like that thing from The Abyss. It was huge and just as I had made it stop it all came tumbling to the ground.”
“Hm…you know any other day I would have thought you were pulling my leg, but then again I never thought I would see my whole fist actually go ablaze.”
“Wait, what does that have to do with…OH? Oh my, what’s happening to us?”
“Apparently it’s happened to Kalah, Matt and Bryan also. The only tie between all of it seems to be some kind of flash we all saw.”
“Well is there some way to stop it?” she asked.
“No idea, the only thing I think we can do is learn to control these abilities before they might hurt others.”
“Boys...did you get that from a comic book or something?”
Pat looked at her sheepishly, “Maybe.”
After calming down she looked at Pat’s hand and saw what was in his hand.
“What’re you doing with that backpack?”
“I’m going to go practice and the last time I lost my shirt.”
So with that the two of them headed towards the beach discussing what triggers might have caused their abilities to come.

As they got far enough away from the campus, pulling off his shoes he handed them and his backpack to Melissa and moved a few feet away from her.
“Whoa, whoa, whoa, I don’t know what kind of girl you think I am but this isn’t the time,” said Melissa. Pat gave her a look in which she merely chuckled and continued, “Though you think that anger is the trigger?”
“Probably until I learn to control it at will,” said Pat.
With that Pat began to think about some of the moments he had gotten frustrated with everything, he began to feel as if his whole body was on fire, yet looking all over he didn’t seem to see any flame on him.
“I don’t see anything,” Melissa called out.
“I don’t know…” As Pat kept concentrating Melissa seemed to have an idea as she yelled out: “Brady tried to put the moves on me today.”
Suddenly Pat’s body became a fire ball shooting out to a foot away and rising three feet into the air.
“WHAT?!” he yelled.
As he was about to yell more a tidal wave of water seemed to wash over him, nothing that large just enough to cover him.
“I did it, I did it, and I found what my trigger is… Pat?” she yelled as she came up to her wet boyfriend who was now several feet away from the lake and was emitting steam.

With a cough he spit up some water as he looked at the ground at where he stood at before, as the surrounding rocks seemed too had charred. Looking back down he was now completely naked as all his clothes had now burned off, he just was just now saturated from the wave of water.
“*Cough* I’m glad for you, so what was it?”
“Staying calm apparently,” she said as she looked down and gave a slight snicker.
“Fun, well that was a good way to get a nice pair of hot pants.”
Slowly rising back up he grabed the bag from her and put back on his shorts and t-shirt.

As they began to walk back to campus Pat and Melissa began to feel really exhausted from their testing of their new found abilities.
“I think I’m gonna go head over to the café and get something to eat how about you?” asked Pat.
“I could eat,” said Melissa.

“Brady didn’t really put the moves on you did he?” asked Pat.
With a slight slug to the shoulder, the two made the walk to the TWC for a quick bite.

[VirtualPlay]

Name: Mike Rampart
Gender: Male
Age: 20
Year: Freshman
Appearance: Average height for a guy, but extremely skinny (6 ft. and 140 lbs.) and with comparatively very little physical strength; he has a medium-light skin tone, and his eyes are mostly green except for a small (almost unnoticeable) splotch of blue in his right eye (your left if you're looking at him); his hair is dark brown and frizzy, now that he's letting it grow out (it's almost half a foot long). For clothes he's rather boring in his slightly baggy blue or black jeans and T-shirt, however all of his T-shirts have either an amusing or a geek/gamer picture or statement.
Personality: Mike is the kind of guy who's a perfect balance of "head in the clouds" and "feet firmly on the ground." He loves to dream and imagine cool, unrealistic things happening, but when it gets down to the serious stuff he doesn't fool around. Not that he becomes stone-cold serious, because he almost never is. He's very friendly and open to meeting new people.
Major/Minor: Major in Digital Graphic Design, Minor in Computer Programming (über-nerd!)
Activity: He was playing a very challenging game of In The Groove and was just running through a very fast stream of arrows at the end when the blast hit.
Power: He now has highly enhanced reflexes and speed, although his physical strength is still very low. He's not super-fast like The Flash or anything (so no water-running or anything), and he can't exactly dodge bullets.
Relations: He'll...find some.
History: Mike, besides being a computer geek, is also very into music and drama, being in both the choir (T1) and the Theatre club, and he also plays piano in his spare time.
Other:

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Mike Rampart
{ Male }{ Enhanced Reflexes/Speed }{ Carthage's "Arcade" }
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"You'll never pass it," one of those obnoxious kids in the background said. You know, the kind who like to laugh at what you try to do but can't, even though they can't even do it themselves.

Of course, I ignored them. I was in my place here at the campus' small "arcade;" they only had about ten games. Fortunately for me, one of those games happened to be In The Groove 2, a fact I was immensely happy about. I was attempting "Delirium" on the Expert difficulty, a 12-bar song, which is the second hardest level (seeing as there are only four 13's and nothing higher, it might as well have been one of the hardest). I had been able to get most of the way through, but the ridiculously long stream near the end always got me.

The music started, and the arrows came up. The first part was always really easy, even with the hand slaps. The held crossovers that came next used to be tricky, but I had figured them out a little while ago. A quick burst stream, then it was more held crossovers. A set of four medium streams came next, and I slipped on a few, but I still had enough health that I could make it back to full before the really long stream.

The next tricky part was when the arrows froze in place with the music for less than half a second, and I had to time my jumps with when they'd move again. Fortunately this wasn't too hard either, thought it definitely caught a lot of people off-guarde when they did it. Not long after that though came my nemesis, the dreaded 32-measure stream. About 260 ridiculously-fast, trip-you-up steps that just went on and on, switching direction seemingly randomly, including strange crossovers.

Grabbing the bar in safety, I went through the beginning 8 measures easily enough, when the arrows changed only every measure, then half measure. But then it started doing twist patterns, which I managed to keep decently for the next 8 measures. After that, though, my speed started falling, but I forced myself to continue at the right tempo. Another 8 measures down, just 8 to go, when suddenly my eyes were obscured by a huge flash of white light. It cleared quickly, but not enough to save myself. The energy bar was black blinking red, and I was past the stream.

"Stupid glitchy machine and its burst of white light!" I yelled, certain that the machine had caused it. Too frustrated to try again, I saved my other two scores and pulled my flash drive from the slot. Hot and sweaty, I went back to the dorm and showered before taking a small nap. I had homework to do, and doing it while frustrated was not the best idea in the world.

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I woke up after about an hour and half, feeling much calmer, so I went and finished my homework, noticing I was starting to get hungry. As I typed up and saved the last of my homework, I closed and unplugged my iBook, bringing it and my earbuds to the cafeteria. I got some food and sat down, putting my iBook out with music playing in my head as I started fiddling with a fun thing I was making in Photoshop.

I glanced up as three girls entered, though I only recognized Sarah (who was in one of my computer classes) and her roommate Kalah (whom I also knew slightly from Theatre, though not as much as Sarah). The third looked foreign, maybe asian, but I didn't think too much on her; from what I had gotten to know of Kalah, she was very open and friendly, so I figured she was the middle-ma..., er, middle-girl, so to speak.

Multi-tasking was something I was good at, so even as I ate my food, fiddled with my Photoshop document, and silently sang along to my music, I kept the corner of my eye on the girls. It was more force of my hormones than actual consciousness at keeping an eye on them, since I wasn't really looking for any girl that way at the moment. It would've been nice, but I had never really had any good experiences in that direction.

It turned out to be a good thing I was watching them, for as they were headed out of the line and subsequently towards me (as I had sat down really close to the exit of the line), I caught a glance of the guy sitting slightly behind me and slightly closer to the girls. I noticed him looking at the girls from the corner of his eye, but he also had a not-very-nice smirk on his face. Then, just as the girls were passing him, he stuck his foot backwards in front of Sarah's leg.

What happened next was the strangest thing that had ever occurred to me. I urged myself to move quickly, and suddenly it was like I was moving normally while everyone else slowed down. I shoved my iBook to the other side of the table, turned around and caught the slow-moving tray, catching all the food that had started flying and putting it all down on the tray on the table, and still had time to turn back around to catch Sarah...though rather clumsily, since I really wasn't very strong.

Then time seemed to return to normal. The three girls were looking at me like I had grown another head. Sarah muttered, "Um, thanks Mike..." then righted herself and stared at her tray on the table, then back at me. Kalah and the other girl were doing the same.

"That...wasn't natural," the other girl said, though it seemed she was more in shock than either Sarah or Kalah.

Then Kalah startled me even more by saying, "So...you saw the white flash too?" I noticed both Sarah and the third girl twitched at this. I nodded, and as Kalah seemed to notice the other two reacting to her saying 'white flash' turned to them and asked them the same question, as they both nodded in agreement.

"I sense there are stories to tell here," I started, heading back to my seat before finishing, "so shall we talk over our food?"
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[Sworkill87]

As Pat and Melissa were were walking back up from the beach they heard an odd yelling. It sounded something like, "I hate heritage!" Then it was just and intense battle cry, similar to something you would hear a martial artist yell before a fight. Just as the yelling started and intense wind storm came out of nowhere.
"Wow, whats with the weather here?" Pat stamered as he and Melissa put their hands up to protect from dust and small debris that was beign blown about. They decided to run over to the TWC for food and on the way saw someone in the middle of Johnson courtyard. And oddly enough he seemed to be at the center of the wind storm.

"Hey, are you OK?!" Pat yelled to the person. And upon noticing someone the wind calmed, his clothing stopped rippling and his hair stopped flowing with the wind. "Oh, Jon its you."

"Hey Pat, Melissa, um... hows it going?"
"Don't try to change the subject Jon, you were just causing all that wind weren't you?"
"I guess so... a lot of weird stuff has been happening with the wind today, and come to think of it, everytime I've been is some state of emotion, whether expressed or not. Any idea whats going on?"
"Oh, you saw the flash too, nice you have super powers like the rest of us."
"Ok Pat, now you're not making sense, super powers... rest of us... what the hell are you talking about."
"No really its true, I have fire, Bryan's got telekinetic powers, Matt builds stuff like crazy, and I think Kalah can shape shift."
"Hey don't forget me," Melissa chimed in, "I can control water."

A huge grin swept across Jon's face. "This is awsome! I can manipulate wind! Oh, just wait till I can control this, I wonder if I'll be able to fly... yeah, I'll be like Jin, the irish ninja..."
"Irish ninja, Jon?"
"Hey, its from an anime, theres this tounament of demons and this one team is a bunch of demon ninjas and... well thats not really important, we have powers!

So with that Jon ran off to Matt's room to check out everyone else's abilities. "Woohoo, irish ninja!"
"Weird," pat mumbled to himself.
"Yeah well this is all kind of weird," Melissa mumbled back.

[Hyperness is a Good Thing]

Gah! *just saw the tag* sorry it's a bit short, I'll post again after someone else in this group posts cos I don't know what to say o.o

[color=#cc99cc]Carys ~ F

She had met up with two girls, and a guy, who called himself Mike. All had stared at her weird stuffed toy dog, but were too polite to comment on it.

When Mike said, "So shall we talk over our food?", she would have grabbed him and kissed him if it were polite. As it was, her stomach rumbling, she grabbed her tray and joined Kalah, Sarah and Mike at their table.

Eating greedily as if she hadn’t tasted food all her life, she opened her mouth to talk, barely swallowing her mouthful, “So you guys saw the white flash and all? And had strange experiences?”

All three nodded, and Kalah spoke, “I was Matt!” she proclaimed, with a beam of pride.

Cary stared, as did Sarah and Mike. Kalah noticed their blank stares, and flushed a little.

Mike spoke, “Did you see how I caught Sarah?”

“That was…fast,” Sarah said, and everyone nodded again, aware of how much of an understatement that was.

“Well, um, for me, I…” As an explanation, Carys held up Ein, who had been sitting on her lap. “One second he wasn’t there, then he was!”

She received her round of blank stares then, and decided to explain. “I went to sleep and he wasn’t there, then when I woke up, he was!”

Kalah was frowning slightly, and she took a large spoonful of food and chewed it up before replying. “Do you think that weird flash that we saw has to do with all this weird stuff that’s being happening?”

“I heard a lot of students talking about it, but not everyone mentioned odd occurrences,” Sarah said.

Carys, deciding to concentrate on eating since she didn’t have much to say anymore, just listened in on their conversation, as the three others debated on the origins of the light, and their strange new abilities.

“I wonder if it’s permanent,” Mike said, looking at them, his eyes glinting.

“Lab experiments,” Carys voiced out, before filling her mouth up with food.

“Do you mean we’re the result of some weird government experiment, or that we’re going to become test subjects?”

“Either scenario seems possible,” said Sarah, her tone quiet.

Silence fell on that table for a while as each contemplated the possibility of such a thing.

“That’s not possible.” Mike was the first to speak but his tone was uncertain.

Carys shrugged. “I guess we need to find out what happened to us, though I don’t know if anyone will be able to tell us.”

[The_Missing_Link]

Sarah
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As Mike helped me regain my balance, my mind briefly went to the first Spiderman movie, where Peter helped Mary Jane in the same situation; however, this case didn't have the same romantic undertones - it was just weird. I shot a steely glare towards the jackass who decided it would be funny to act like a third grader while muttering a thanks towards Mike. Before we moved over to his table, I sort of sidled behind the kid and bent down as if to tie an untied shoelace. Praying it would work, I opened my plalm and watched in amazement as an aqua orb grew and shot ice out. I made so the back half of his shoe would stick to the ground but I was afraid he would feel the cold before he would get up. Either way, I would be a happy person and feeling better already, I sat down and engaged in the conversation with the others.

It turned out Kalah could shapeshift into anyone (although by the way she was eating, food was an energy sustainer), Mike obviously had increased reflexes and Carys could somehow make things appear that couldn't before.
"I wonder if it’s permanent," Mike commented.
"Lab experiments," Carys replied before digging in her food.
"Do you mean we’re the result of some weird government experiment, or that we’re going to become test subjects?"
"Either scenario seems possible," I said quietly, although I had my doubts about both possibilities.
We didn't say much more for a while but Mike started up the conversation again.
"That’s not possible."
Carys shrugged. “I guess we need to find out what happened to us, though I don’t know if anyone will be able to tell us.”
"Well, lets look at this another way," I replied. "First, many people see the flash of light but only a select few actually have powers now. An outside source did this; we know that for sure. I doubt the government would do it because their minds are occupied with other things. As for test experiments, it seems like something out of a comic book and that's really cliche and unrealistic. Whatever it is, it has to do with our bodies. Something inside triggered these powers, perhaps a mutant gene like in X-Men."

The other three looked at each other and slowly nodded, not quite agreeing with me but it's not like the theory was any crazier than the last one.
"Obviously, we need to find out what our strengths and weaknesses are with these powers as well as our limits. I wouldn't be surprised if I couldn't do much with ice in extreme heat and it's kind of clear that Kalah is eating a heck of a lot more than usual. It'll be tough with schoolwork and extracurricular activities but we'll make it work somehow."
As I finished, I heard a cry of surprise from behind us. I turned around and grinned evilly as the moron who almost ruined my meal realized he was stuck to the floor. I knew it was mean to take advantage in a situation such as that but I liked my revenge as much as anyone else, with superpowers or none at all.

[Bulbasaur4]

[color=royalblue]
Kalah Byquest
.:Transformation { M } Eating in the cafeteria:.



Kalah continued to eat swiftly as she listened to Mike, Sarah and Carys talk a bit. Kalah agreed with Sarah’s thoughts upon the star… and after her series of biology classes from last semester, it made sense.
“ I agree…” Kalah spoke up after the large cry from behind them with ice. With the smirk on Sarah’s face, Kalah naturally assumed that it perhaps had something to do with her. “We should test our powers… I mean, it doesn’t matter how we got them… the fact is that we have these powers now. We should probably try to use them to figure out how they work and like Sarah said, determine the strengths and weaknesses of them. Besides… it makes one wonder…” Kalah trailed off on her words as she seemed to think for a moment.
“Wonder what?” Mike questioned as Cayrs munched on some food thoughtfully.
“Well… we’re good people. We’ll get these powers and probably issue some control with them and such… right?” They nodded in response to Kalah’s question.
“Well… what if there are people who get these powers, and then they abuse them? I mean think of it… what if some murderer gets these powers or some oaf from college? Who knows what could happen…” the four of them thought in silence for a moment, and then Kalah suddenly rose to her feet.
“Well… so you three have powers. I know a few more of my friends who have powers as well… or these same strange occurances have happened. So I have an idea, how about we meet… say… tomorrow? Then we can all know who we are and if we run into any trouble or need help with our powers, we can rely on each other. Sorta like a support group!”
The three of them looked at Kalah hesitantly, but slowly one by one they seemed open to the idea.
“Great! I’m sure you’ll recognize a few of their faces… but how about we meet after classes get done… say around… 4 o’clock, in the courtyard near the Johnson dormitory?”
They all nodded and with that Kalah clapped her hands together in excitement… which made a few people look at her oddly.
“Then it is settled! Tomorrow at four! I’ll go tell the others… see you later!”
With that, Kalah took off happily through the cafeteria and soon she had clambered down the stairs and journeyed towards Matt’s room. However, on her way she saw Pat and Melissa.
“Hiya fire boy…” Kalah said teasingly, nodding to Melissa. “Tomorrow make sure you two are at the Johnson courtyard at four, okay? There is going to be a special meeting!” Kalah waved and then swiftly took off again… starting to head up the stairs when suddenly an idea came into her head.
We have these powers and we have to learn to control them… to use them…
Kalah stopped short before entering Johnson and thought. If she wanted to know her powers fully… she should learn to transform better. Or at least, learn to transform to the extent of them…
“Hmm… well last time I transformed into Matt because I concentrated on him. What can I try to concentrate on this time?” Just as Kalah asked herself these questions, it seemed that they were answered. A magazine was lying on the ground… and slowly she bent over and picked one up. Browsing through it… she had a fun idea.
“Oooo… this is going to be awesome!”
With that, Kalah darted off away from Johnson where she went into a different dormitory… a dormitory called “Tarble” which was where her room was. Running up the stairs, she swiftly her keys out of her pocket and opened the door. Sarah wasn’t there… which was fine, and she rummaged through a few of her old clothes. Kalah had a few risqué outfits that she usually didn’t wear… just because she didn’t have an occasion to really wear them at college. However, she had a great idea in mind…
“Here we go!” Soon Kalah had changed into some old clothes. A short black miniskirt was adorned upon her lower half, along with a tight white halter top that seemed to hug in all the right places. She also wore white high heels… which seemed to cap it all off.
“Okay… now to concentrate… concentrate…” Kalah said to herself, gazing down on the floor at an opened magazine. Soon… she felt her body begin to change- it wasn’t an incredibly slow change, but it wasn’t really fast either. While her transformation wasn’t that different… a girl-to-girl transformation didn’t seem that difficult… it still sent a tingling sensation throughout her body. Soon however, she felt as if the transformation was complete. Bending down and picking up the magazine, she threw it on her desk and then twirled around to look at the full body mirror on the wall.
“Holy COW!” Kalah exclaimed… as she posed and checked herself out in the mirror. Kalah was now about 5’10 with a long, slender build. Her skin was slightly tanned to a perfect smooth honey golden blend, and her legs became extremely prominent in her skirt. Her abdomen was perfectly sculpted to that of a model and seemed to match with her now model-like build. Not to mention… her chest now was a perfect round and firm D-like cup, filling out her bra a bit more than usual but still remaining to look nicely. Her hair was different as well… it was a deep brown- almost black and each tendril of her hair was gently waved. She looked slightly Italian… with her strong olive eyes that sparkled. She basically stood out… a lot.
“Thank yoooou Victoria’s Secret!” Kalah said giggling, looking at the magazine on the desk. Feeling a brimming new confidence and feeling extra playful, Kalah opened her door and swiftly locked it. She then went running (or running the best she could in high heels) over to Johnson again. She slowed down to a walk as she neared Johnson, so not to catch too much attention… but that didn’t seem to be working anyways. A few not-so-tactful guys were looking straight her way… a few she recognized. She was just thankful that it was a Thursday… so no one would be out partying at this time or heading out to a party. (Drunk people hitting on girls wasn’t so fun…)
Finally Kalah entered Johnson and reached Matt’s room. She hesitating entering… gathering her composure before suddenly knocking on the door. She heard a few voices… Matt, Jon, Bryan… and another voice she didn’t really recognize.
“Come in!” Matt’s voice rang out, and swiftly Kalah grabbed the knob and walked in tentatively. There were a few blank stares… as if some thing totally unexpected had happened, as Matt finally managed to speak.
“Umm… yes?”
“Oh yes… hi. Sorry about knocking and all but… I heard you guys talking about some… ‘power’ thing?” They absently looked at her… as if they weren’t really hearing what she was saying, but Bryan seemed to snap out of it as he nodded.
“Oh yeah… did you see a white flash?” It seemed to be a popular question. Playing along, Kalah nodded.
“ Yes… I did… don’t tell me that you all did too?” They nodded. Kalah finally saw the one person who she didn’t know very well… but she recognized him enough. He was a football player and she had seen him at a few parties before- plus she had watched enough football games to recognize even the benchers.
“That’s great… of course, I already knew that. Except for Jon… and you…” Kalah’s voice trailed off, and the guy quickly spoke, “Rob.”
“Yes Rob…”
“Wait a minute… you know my name?” Jon asked, and Kalah nodded.
“Of course silly… it’s me, Kalah!”
With that, Bryan, Jon and Matt both seemed to have their eyes bulge out…
“KALAH?!”
She merely giggled.

[Dr.McNinja]

Bryan could only think of one thing, and it came in the voice of his girlfriend Emily, "Don't look at those!"

Averting his eyes, he spoke, "Uh Matt, that's not going to count is it? I mean...we didn't know it was her!"

"No Rambert, it doesn't count....."

Sighing in relief, Bryan turned back to "Kalah", "Yeah, we all saw the flashes and we've all got powers now. Pat's a living torch, Matt here's some kind of mechanical genius, I've got telekinesis and our new friend her seems to be even stronger than he was before as a football player."

Rob nodded, "I didn't know there were so many."

Back to her normal form, much to Matt's relief, Kalah bounced over to the bed and sat, "There's even more than us! We're all going to meet tomorrow at four in Johnson Courtyard to figure out what's going on. All the ones I've met seem really nice, but there's bound to be some selfish bastards out there who aren't going to be using these abilities for good."

Leaning back, Bryan gazed up at the comforting face of Peter Griffith who was blurring in and out of focus on Matt's TV. Thing were moving so fast, he hadn't even had time to come to grips with the fact that he now had superpowers. Matt noticed Bryan's look and stopped his work for a moment, "Something bothering you Rambert?"

Grimacing, Bryan responded, "Not in a bad way. It's just...how do we know how far these powers go? What's our limits? Am I going to be able to rip out buildings eventually? Will Pat be able to melt anything he touches? Will you figure out how to build a nuke? What happens if we reach those heights? What will that power do to us?"

Turning to look past Kalah out the window, Bryan continued, "It seems so cool when it's just a dream, but when it's real suddenly you get all these questions."

The pencil from the ground rose again, hovering over to Bryan's face. For a moment it just sat there in space. Then it began to quiver, the spasm becoming fiercer and fiercer until with a snap the pencil broke and fell into Bryan's hands. Gazing at the pieces, Bryan remarked, "What if we break too?"

[Roy Karrde]

[color=lightblue]Name: Ryan Karrde
Gender: Male
Age: 21
Year: College Junior
Appearance: With a six foot, two inch height, Ryan is anything but small. His appearance is a bit lanky even though he is trying to regain his muscular build he once had. He’s clean-shaven and has hazel eyes with short cut black hair that he always comes to the left side. Ryan usually wears shorts with a black belt around it, and a Dallas Cowboys T-Shirt to tease Kalah and her friends.
Personality: Ryan can be best summed up in that he is somewhat weird. He can be outlandish and crazy with his actions sometimes, while quiet and reserved at other times. He usually keeps a smile on his face when around other people and only really lets Kalah see the real him. He enjoys teasing people a lot and exploiting things that he knows will make people upset, yet sometimes he is unaware of when he goes too far.
Major/Minor: Video Game Design/Political Science
Activity: Playing a game of Hide and Go Seek
Power: Invisibility
Relations: Friends with Kalah
History: Transferred to Carthage late last year, he came from Texas and is completely not used to the cold weather. He has spent the time getting to know his fellow classmates and now takes part in several clubs, although his favorite is the College Republicans.
Other: Cowboys > Packers

[color=lightblue] Ryan Karrde
[color=lightblue]~*~*~*~*~ Hiding ~*~*~*~*~

Fifty five…fifty six…fifty seven…or was it in the sixties? I had lost count while waiting in the bush that had currently become my newest hiding spot. Everyone else had spread out around campus as we played a game of mid afternoon hide and go seek. The group meeting before of the local College Republicans had gone surprising well, as well as a group of five or six idealistic students could expect to go. Granted the group was smaller than the one I had back home in Texas, yet that was to be expect since Texas seemed to be the breeding ground for Republican idealism.

Seventy two…Seventy three…Seventy four. I had totally screwed up the entire count in my head, and besides who was the one we were supposed to be hiding from anyway? Oh God, what if I was the one that was supposed to be counting? Yeah that would be kind of bad, if the guy that was supposed to be counting and seeking ended up hiding himself.

Eighty four…eighty five…eighty six. Besides what kind of hiding place was a bush? That had to be the most recognizable hiding place in the world. If I was the one seeking, which I had a feeling I was, the first place I would check would be the bushes. Okay so hiding in the bushes may have been a bad idea. Maybe somewhere less conspicuous, like the girl’s locker room or something.

Ninety eight…ninety nine…one hundred! Sweat rolled down my cheek in anticipation as nothing happened when the count was reached. Of course nothing happened you idiot, what were you expecting? Fireworks? Okay so maybe a bush wasn’t the best hiding place, maybe I still had time to go somewhere else. I began to stand on shaky legs when it happened. Not the seeker, but more like the end of the world. Or what I thought was the end of the world. Blinding white light, more intense than the sun on a mid day of June filled my vision. As it died down, my vision remained almost cloudy, the colors muted; all the while a electric tingle ran through my body.

With a shake of my head, and what had to be a warm sensation in my pants. I tried to shake off the feeling and darted back under the bush. What had just happened? What was that blinding flash? Thousands of ideas ran through my head from: I had just imagined it, to a nuke going off. Yet why was no one running for cover or freaking out? All of these thoughts were interrupted with the sound of a stroking had that carried along two bushes down. With a quick look under the hedge I could see the unmistakable shoes of the leader of our little group. Most likely the one who was seeking us.

I closed my eyes and felt an odd tingling sensation as I prepared to be captured. I waited and waited, and the footsteps came closer and closer, and then passed right by. Squinting one eye open I glanced around to see her looking around just a few bushes away, and then turned and left. I let out a sigh of relief and glanced down. My body, My body was freaking fuzzy, like a image that was only done with half resolution. I would have let out a scream, or yell, or something. If I wasn’t already petrified in fear of the whole event. It took me minutes, maybe hours to completely calm down, eventually I was able to move from my bush and back into my room where I closed my eyes and tried to sort the sensation out in my head.

While I did this, the same electric tingle ran through my body again. And low and behold when I opened my eyes I was able to see myself in the mirror where before I hadn’t been able to. Reaching for the phone, I knew of only one number to call at the moment. “Hello?” Matt asked from the other side of the phone line as I held the phone shakily up to my ear.

“Ka-Kalah, I-I need to talk to Kalah” I stumbled over my own words as I tried to form them. My hand was clammy in fear as I tried to talk into the phone. The noise of several of Kalah’s friends filled the background of the phone, as what felt like hours of waiting filled the minutes. Finally her voice filled the sound of the phone.

“Ryan what’s wrong?” She asked, her voice filled with concern and worry. “Did something happen? Are you hurt?” She added when I wasn’t able to respond.

“Kalah, I-I need to meet you, something happened. I-I don’t know what. Just meet me outside Matt’s dorm.” I hurried out in a voice that sounded wild and frantic even for me. I quickly turned off the phone before she could respond and stood, trying to get a hold of myself. Kalah would probably know what to do; I could always go to her with anything. We were buddies and for years I had used her as someone to confide with, knowing that things I would tell her would not even be told to Matt.

I slowly was able to stop my shaking and calmed myself. Kalah would know what to say, what to do with this power. Maybe she also got a power too. I took in several deep breaths and hurried out the door, I rushed out down the stairs and out the door to the dorm to wait for her outside. I glanced around at the early evening and waited for her to come out. The whole dorm and school seemed to be quieter as people either went to dinner or prepared for their evening business. All I could do is sigh and wait for Kalah to appear.

“Hello there handsome.” A beautiful twenty something model whispered into my ear, as she walked sexily around me, her fingernail running around my shoulders. “What are you doing here all alone?” She asked, pushing forward to give me a beautiful shot of her magnificent jugaboos. I could only gulp and grow red in the face as she placed her hands on my chest.

“I’m just waiting for a friend.” I managed to spit out as she moved closer and batted her eyes at me.

“Maybe I could be your friend.” She grinned mischievously moving toward my mouth. Our lips just inches away from meeting. “PSYCH!” She laughed, in a voice that had was unmistakable, it was Kalah.

“Oh I got you so good, you should have seen your face.” She laughed, walking around in a circle and stomping her feet in high heeled shoes. “You were, and I can’t believe you fell for all that ‘hi handsome’ stuff” She was almost on the verge of tears from her fit of laughter.

Closing my eyes I began to feel the familiar tingle of my powers running through my body. Kalah continued to laugh for a second more before she looked around confused. “Ryan? Where did you go?” She asked, looking around confused and then hurt. “Oh God, I hurt him.” She sighed, running her fingers over her face as she tried to figure out what to do next.

With a grin on my invisible face, I raced forward and grabbed her skimpy little tank top and pulled it down over her huge breasts for the entire world to see. Her face went from hurt, to shock, to pissed as she tried to cover herself with one hand while swat at me with another. “RYAN!” She roared, as she swatted around trying to hit me.

“Did you get a boob job?” I teased, leaning against the wall and watching all the fun as she tried to readjust her top. “They were smaller the last time I saw them.” I added.

Kalah’s face grew even redder as I phased back for her to see. “You have never seen them, and get over here!” She lunged forward, her long nails slashing like a cat preparing to get a bath. At that moment I quickly realized that exposing her breasts for the whole world to see, may have not been the smartest idea.

[*Duke*]

After getting the rather hurried message on where to meet tomorrow, Pat and Melissa had a rather large dinner. Though the whole quality of the food was alright, the quantity was great, which Pat took advantage.
“Feeding the fire, huh?” asked Melissa.
“I guess so,” Pat chuckled.

The whole café seemed to be dwindling as they decided they were full, they headed back towards the Johnson dorms. As they walked out of the entrance of the TWC and towards the middle area between it and the dorms they spotted Kalah, who seemed rather shocked as her top was pulled down by some unseen force. Soon they heard her yell out a name.
“RYAN!” She roared, as she tried swatting around trying to hit something that wasn’t there. The rest seemed rather murmured as suddenly she seemed to lunge at nothing but as she tumbled down a force seemed to be holding her up. It was then that the sock of the force downward seemed to reveal Kalah’s unknown assailant. He looked rather lanky and had short cut black hair and hazel eyes. Pat took this to be the guy she was referring to as Ryan.

With that Melissa and Pat moved over to the two, Melissa helping Kalah up and Pat hoisted Ryan up to standing positions, they were finally able to ask some questions as to what was going on.

“Oh nothing, I was done here showing off my new abilities to Ryan when he got a little excited. Apparently he has powers as well, I’m guessing it’s invisibility from what I didn’t see,” Kalah said.

Ryan just gave off a rather cheese eating grin as he looked back at Melissa and Pat.

“I forgot to introduce you two, Melissa and Pat this is Ryan, Ryan this is Melissa and Pat,” Kalah said as she pointed at the two.
“Pleasure to meet you,” the two said as they shook Ryan’s hand.

“We saw Jon in the courtyard and it seems as if he has abilities as well,” said Melissa.
“I know they’re all up in the room right now, apparently Matt is trying to build something with the TV, the game systems and his own laptop,” Kalah said.
“Well then we’re going to have a rather crowded meeting tomorrow,” said Pat.
“Yup, I wonder just how many people this event really changed, I mean who knows if it hit other countries and such, super powered being everywhere,” said Kalah.

Melissa looked up at Pat and saw a rather warm glow about his eyes as if he was holding back something. When she grabbed his hand, it felt as if she was feeling steam.

“Well, maybe we better take this upstairs, Kalah could you take Melissa up there with you, I just want to ask Ryan a few questions for a class,” said Pat.

“I don’t see why you can’t just ask them upstairs, secrets, secrets,” Kalah said as she swiped the door lock with her ID. Melissa squeezed Pat’s hand and gave him a knowing look as if to say ‘don’t’ but merely followed Kalah’s lead back into the dorm. As they got inside and Pat could hear the sounds of footsteps on the stairs he turned his attention to Ryan who was leaning against the rail alongside the door.

“Listen, I know you have known Kalah for quite some time now and that you two have a friendship I could never truly hope to have. So perhaps I don’t understand some of the little jokes or little games you two plays. So let me tell you this, that wasn’t funny. I don’t like what you did,” He advanced closer, “Now if you do something like that again and I hear about it, I will…and I swear I will, show you what my power is.”

With that Ryan turned his gazed downward as if ashamed with his actions in the excitement.

“As she told all of us, we’re meeting at four at the Johnson Courtyard. I suggest that in that time, you apologize to her,” Pat said.
“I will,” Ryan breathed.
“Good man,” Pat stated as he swiped his card and went inside the dormitory. As he walked upwards towards the second floor he saw Melissa pressed against the screen of the window as if trying to make something out un-audible. He coughed and she turned around.
“I sent Kalah up ahead,” she said.
“Good,” he said as the two began to walk up to the third floor she finally said something.
“You kept calm and controlled and didn’t even use your powers and you stood up for a friend, though I wish you would have just let it go, like Kalah did.”
“I know and I’m sorry, I’m sure Matt would have let it slide as well, though she’s a friend and most women I’m sure don’t like such things done to them.”
“That’s true, but you’re not to decide,” she replied.

Pat remained silent as they reached the fourth floor. Back down towards the door, when Pat had walked up towards the stairs Ryan tried to move from the spot he was standing. Though for some reason he couldn’t. His body could move but it felt like it was like his feet were fixed to the ground. Upon further examination of his feet he noticed that his tennis shoes were fused to the floor. Questioning when Pat could have possibly done that he remembered back to feeling a rather warm sensation around his feet and body, but since it almost had the same feeling as his growing powers thought nothing of it, and was distracted by the feelings of guilt and shame. Slipping out of his shoes, he began to pull at them, eventually getting them off of the ground and saw the small char outline of them on the ground with bits and pieces of the bottom stuck to it. Putting back on his shoes began to walk back to his dorm, realizing that if he didn’t want to look odd as the invisible man when in class or in social situations, decided to go and practice his power and to apologize later when she was alone.

[Dr.McNinja]

Bryan Rambert/Male/Telekinesis/Hallway, 4th Floor Johnson


Bryan raised his hand to knock on the comic covered door to Matt and Pat's room. Turning to glance down the hall he spotted Pat emerging from the stairwell, with a grin he turned from the door and approached him, "Hey Pat, you have a bit?"

Giving him an appraising eye, Pat responded, "I was going to go practice a bit...practice my powers that is."

A smile split Bryan's face, "I was just looking for someone to practice with too, mind a partner?"

Pat shook his head and, after grabbing a few changes of clothes from his room, the two left Johnson and made their way to the beach. Finding a nice secluded spot, where no one from the College or the community itself were likely to see, the two began to practice. Concentrating, Bryan began to lift rocks. With flicks of his fingers, as of yet he had not dissociated his powers from his actions, he sent them flying into the lake. As he practiced, he began to notice a slight aura surrounding the rocks, a somewhat purplish/pinkish glow that seemed to surround them. He was going to have to do some research on the brain soon, figure out what part he was using and how he could work to make it stronger. Carefully, he began to lift more and more rocks at once, and then larger ones until Pat spoke out, "Hey, I thought we were supposed to be practicing together."

Dropping the stone he had levitated with a loud thud, Bryan raised an eyebrow at Pat, "I was waiting for you to get ready, you don't seem to be on fire yet."

A slow smile spread across Pat's face, prompting Bryan to take a good step back. Raising his arms to either side, Pat's gaze focused on his right hand in particular. Feeling the surrounding temperature beginning to rise, Bryan smiled as well, "Getting angry?"

Pat responded, even as the sleeve of his shirt began to melt and drip away, "Already was, I'll tell you later."

With that and a loud rush, Pat's arm ignited in a spectacular blaze of fire. Moving his right arm in front of him, Pat barely noticed his left arm do the same. Slowly, the flames began to spread over his body, causing the light brush beneath the two to wither and blacken. The fire burned fiercely, consuming some invisible source of fuel hungrily. As the fire moved to Pat's torso, Bryan spoke out once more, "See if you can spare your clothes, it'd suck to have to get naked each time. Though I guess you could just scare the bad guys away that way too."

[Sworkill87]

Bryan and Pat had just left to try and train their abilities leaving Matt and Jon alone in the room. "So Matt, what are building over there?"
"Yeh know, schmelen... thor..." And Matt trailed of not saying much more that a grunt as he worked with blazing speed constructing God knows what out of his tv, gaming systems, and laptop.
"Right, well I'll see you tomorrow man, I think I'll go find Neal... maybe show off my powers, later"
"Meh..."

A few hops down the stairs later and Jon was back to his room where his room mate Steve was playing a rigerous game of halo 2. "Hey man, hows it goin?" Jon said in an unbeleivably accurate Irish accent.
"Dude, I've been playing halo for the last six hours non-stop, and have never felt better." Steve mumbled w/o looking away from the tv. "Hey, did you see a white flash a while ago?"
"Yeah, don't tell me you have some crazy power too?"
"I guess, I mean... I was playing halo at the time, felt kinda weird, but then really good."
"Nice, have you done anything cool since, like I got wind powers, now I'm Jin, the Irish ninja."
"Hmm, well Joe tried to poke me in the eye and with one swift motion I broke his hand..."
"You serious Steve?"
"Yeah, he's in the hospital."
"Wow, super combat skills, you should come to our meeting tomorrow, apparantly this happened to a lot of us."
"No thanks man, I heard about that, I'm not really into the whole superfriends thing."
"Eh, whatever, hey have you seen Neal?"
"He's not upstairs?"
"Huh... where else does he go... he wouldn't be in his room, he's never in there... time to search the campus" So having said this Jon went of in search of the ever elusive Neal.

"Huh, where could Neal be?" Jon asked himself as he walked down campus drive. Jon didn't even bother to try Neal's room, when was the last time Neal was actually in his own room? Now that I think about it, where is Neals room?"Not in Matt's, not in mine... wait! This is a great opportunity to utilize modern technology!" Jon exclamed "I'll (dun, dun, dun...) call him."

The ending music from Demon Hunters starts playing.
"Jon?"
"Hey Neal, where have you been dude, I looked everywhere for you."
"You mean Matt's room?
"Yeah, so-"
"I'm in the library, just, whatever, I'm busy." bedooooooooooooooo
"He hung up on me!" Jon sputtered out "Thats it, I'm going down there."

So Jon headed down campus to go give Neal a piece of his mind. Though it did take him a little longer to do so. It seemed that the wind had a nasty habit of blowing up the skirts of attractive girls today. "I almost feel guilty" Jon said to himself... "Okay," he admitted, "I do kinda feel guilty." Anyway Jon finally found Neal in the basement of the library.

[Doomy_McDoomdoom]

Matt sat in his room. The rest of the world had faded away behind him and he simply needed to complete his project. His mind was busy making connections Matt knew he couldn't have thought of inside his typical cognitive parameters. He was literally using the sentient abilities of his primitive N64 to activate the PS2 controller, and thus forming an artificial intelligence. It certainly wouldn't be able to hold a serious conversation, but if Matt used his PS2's harddrive to store necessary data, and he connected it to the internet, it would make information retrieval infinitely easier. Not too mention it would be one hell of a day planner. He just needed the face, and Peter Griffin was the man to fit it. It was the only proper way to outfit his computer. He pushed the button and the red power symbol turned green.

Hehehehehehehehe, Computer OnlineYES! It works! Haha! Victory! I am awesome! Matt proceeded to dance around the room doing his patented "I'm freakin' awesome" dance. He stopped dancing, realizing that no one was left in his room to enjoy his incredible dancing. He looked around, blinking occasionally, surprised that no one had stayed with him while he worked so diligently. Come on people, I had only been working... He looked at the clock quickly. "5 HOURS!?"

He shrugged, "Meh, I can find them. Computer, where did Kalah go?"It is my duty to tell you that Kalah is currently standing outside your door...hehehehehehe Doodie "Thanks computer."

With that voice Kalah knocked on the door and opened it up without waiting for an answer, stepping inside. "Hey Wuv Bubbles!" Kalah walked in and hugged Matt briefly.Why don't you two get a room? You know, to do stuff to eachother...

"Matt, what is that?" Kalah, still in Matt's embrace, looked over Matt's shoulder to take notice of Matt's newly built super computer.

Matt couldn't help but chuckle. "It's computer, though it prefers Peter."

Kalah looked quizzical at Matt. Giving him her rather ordinary "Matt, you're a huge geek" look.

"Oh come on Kalah, every super hero group needs one!" He paused momentarily..."We are super heroes now...right?"

[*Duke*]

“Yeah that’s right keep talking, you want to push me, it’ll mean your going to get hurt,” Pat said as he let the entire top half of his body lite on fire.
“Bring it,” said Bryan as he suddenly sent a barrage of rocks straight at Pat.

Taken back by the idea of Bryan throwing rocks directly at him he focused on his hands, concentrating on a sphere of flames he sent a dozen fireballs back at the rocks. Several of the fireballs connected with the rocks sending them tumbling to the ground, while several just flew by hitting the ground nearby. The rocks continued on their path towards him as Pat dove to the ground. As the remainder of the few crashed behind him Pat yelled back at him.

“What the hell is wrong with you?!”
“What? I thought you’d been practicing,”
“Yeah I can create the flame, though it’s still the idea of intensity, aim and accuracy. Also you seem to forget that you threw a rock, pretty much all I can do is push it back,”
“Sorry, I got a little to excited in the idea of these powers, I mean we could do a hell of a lot of damage if we’re not careful,”
“Yeah and we could do a hell of a lot of damage to ourselves if we don’t know how to control them, so how about we test your powers then,”

With that Pat conjured another fireball and aiming for the open area between Brian’s shoulder and head fired. As the fireball flew past, he had a look of shock and fear in his eyes.
“Now I’m warning you…think fast!”
Pat sent a barrage of fireballs at areas outside of Bryan’s body which seemed to be stopped by some sort of force a few feet away from his body.
“See, that’s good, though you’re going to have to warn me if this is getting to be too much for you…” said Pat as he began to focus on throwing the fireballs towards Bryan’s torso. Behind the wall of fireballs Bryan let out a laugh. “I’m not even feeling this,” with that Pat stopped throwing fireballs and moved his two fists together.
“Hey Bryan, if you can’t feel that then you will with this,” and with that from his two fists he sent out a cascade of fire outwards like a flame thrower. The flames pushed against the force field slowly spreading around it until finding the edge of it. In doing so the temperature around Bryan began to rise, he could feel the sparks of the flame fall down all around him; as sweat began to roll down his face he continued to focus on his force field, yet with so much stress on it; it felt harder and harder to keep up. Pat too began to feel the wear of his abilities as he tried to push his attack harder.

The two seemed to be in a stalemate until after a few more seconds Pat stopped and after noticing that a huge burden had left him Bryan let his force field down. Though Pat’s shirt had burned off, his shorts seemed a little singed but were still there. With a sigh of relief, he fell to the ground breathing heavily trying to catch his breath as sweat rolled off of him onto the ground.

After a few minutes Pat, rose up and having to have seemed to catch his breath he walked towards Bryan.

“Well that was a great warm up, so when’s practice?” said Pat.
“After you catch your breath,”
As both men sat down on the rocks, the sounds of barking could be heard in the distance. When looking at the nearby forest they could see the outline of a dog running straight towards them. Thinking nothing off it Pat could tell that it was in fact a golden retriever. Much like his dog back home, its golden fur looked straight and soft. From its black button eyes and the way its tongue stuck out as it ran it seemed as if not a care in the world was in its mind as it ran playfully towards the pair. Stopping in between the two, the retriever let out a small yawn and slowly panted.

“Aw, what a cute doggie,” said Bryan as Pat slowly began to scratch its ear. As Pat scratched its ear, its tail began to wag slowly at first then more and more violently as it began to roll on its side. With its underside exposed, Pat began to rub its white underbelly. Its mouth opened letting its tongue roll out of its mouth with an expression of pure enjoyment. Moving from the stomach, he moved towards its sides and tickled its ribs.
“It’s just like Riley back home,” said Pat.
“I wonder what a dog is doing here, do you see any tags?” said Bryan.
Looking at the long strands of hair protecting its neck, Pat looked for any sign of a tag, and after not noticing one slowly began to stop rubbing its belly, the dog seemed to regain its playful manor slowly jumping on top of Pat.
“Whoa, down boy,” he said as he began to just rub its head.
“It doesn’t seem to have any tags and we don’t know if it’s had its rabies shot so maybe we better call animal control,” said Bryan.

Though before the two could move the dog seemed to dart backwards from them and made a kind of hacking noise. Suddenly the dog didn’t seem quite like a dog as its fur seemed to sink into its skin exposing its pale white skin. Its eyes began to turn a light shade of blue and as the top part of its skull seemed to darken to a dark brown, a look of horror seemed to have fallen on Pat.

“I don’t think this is a dog…”said Bryan.

[Bulbasaur4]

[color=royalblue]Kalah
.: Transformation | M :.


With the strange encounter with Ryan, Kalah narrowed her eyes lightly.
“Damn you Ryan… I’m going to get you back…” She thought slightly as she walked up the stairs to Matt’s room. Upon entering, she found that no one was in the room… but rather Matt was left alone, and the TV in the room had the face of Peter Griffin. Raising a brow, she listened and watched in slight amazement as Matt showed off his new talking friend.
“I have a feeling this is really going to annoy me…” She said slightly, as the computer-like face of Peter Griffin looked down at her.
“Ooo… boobies! Heheheheheheheh.” Peter cackled lightly, as Matt shot a glare at it.
“Seems to have a few kinks that need to be worked out…” With that, suddenly Matt seemed to delve into his work again as Kalah let a sigh part through her lips.
“I’m not sure if I like your power…” she mumbled, walking towards the window and bending over to see out of it. She saw a few familiar figures walking normally, and turning her head back to Matt she blinked lightly.
“Where is everyone else?”
Matt shrugged, “Jon just left and I think Bryan and Pat left to do some training. That other guy… Rob I think… he left too.”
With that, Kalah walked over and playfully gave Matt a kiss upon the cheek as she ran her hands along his chest. However, to her dismay he didn’t really flinch as he continued to work with his new ‘computer-tv-toy’.
“Fine… I’m going to see how Pat and Bryan are doing.”
“They’re at the beach, near the lake… boobies… heheheheheh.” Peter commented.


Kalah began walking near the shore, thinking about everyone’s powers. It seemed that everyone had a neat power… although she it was distinctively clear that she liked some people’s powers better than others. Her powers- thus far, had proved useful in that she could transform into other people.
“hmm… other people… but what about animals?” She said to herself lightly, glancing about the area she saw the Tarble Hall Director outside, walking one of her dogs. That’s when Kalah suddenly had an idea.
“Hmm… a dog. Best to think of an animal I know best… Katie!” With that a smile instantly flashed upon her face as she thought of her beloved Golden Retriever. It didn’t take long- actually, it took less time that it had taken her to change into a Victoria’s Secret model. Swiftly her body seemed to shrink down and long, silky golden fur sprouted from her skin. Her face elongated into a muzzle as a tail sprouted from her tail bone, and instantly she collapsed upon the ground upon all fours. In a few instances, she had become a lovely Golden Retriever. The problem was… her clothes. Her lower half was stuck in a skirt that didn’t fit, so she swiftly took a few steps forward and freed her lower half and tail. (The shoes easily came off). The shirt was another matter… and it took a lot of backtracking to finally get that shirt off from her.
Wow… I’m a dog! Kalah thought happily, wagging her tail. Instantly millions of smells came to her nose, and she easily picked up many different trees, humans, wildlife and tons of others. It took a few minutes to get used to, but eventually she started walking again towards the direction of the beach. She felt a new sense of energy and power flow through her body as she seemed to half-trot towards where she thought Pat and Bryan were. She could pick up two distinct smells up ahead upon the beach… and she assumed it was the two she was looking for- besides, the smell of burning also had wafted into her nose.
Seeing Pat and Bryan, she instantly wagged her tail and gave a little bark as she happily walked right towards them. Instantly Pat cooed, and she found that she could understand him as he bent over and scratched behind her ear. It was such a strange sensation… and feeling him scratch behind her ear caused her to roll her tongue out and soon she was lying upon the ground getting her stomach rubbed.
However, as this happened she began to wonder if they had any idea it was her.
“Do they have any idea that it’s me, Kalah?” She thought, and the idea made her laugh slightly at the thought of having on one realize that it was her-
Suddenly she realized she was beginning to transform, and she was more than halfway through transformation. She had concentrated too much on NOT being Kalah instead of enjoying being a dog, which triggered the transformation. Suddenly Kalah found herself lying upon the ground, with Bryan blinking and then suddenly looking away as Pat gave a cry of shock and also looked away.
“Wha…” Kalah began, then suddenly she jumped up and shrieked. “Oh my god!” she cried, just in time as another voice roared into the air.
“Oh my god Kalah… why are you NAKED?!” That would be, the voice of Matt.

[Bulbasaur4]

[color=royalblue]
Bryan, I'm going to ask you if you can please delete your post and post after Matt. This is for a few reasons... one is that Pat is a bit unhappy about how you played his character so I'd PM him about that or some thing. The other reason is that you're displaying your powers a little bit incorrectly. You wouldn't 'accidentally' flick a large boulder into a lake... because you have to concentrate for your powers to work... so that bit wouldn't really work.

I hope that's okay... just delete your post and post after Matt's.

[The_Missing_Link]

Sarah
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After agreeing to meet with the others tomorrow after classes, I exited the TWC, only looking back one more time to see the guy try to break the ice with his food tray. I tittered quietly and walked towards The Oaks. That was probably the only place where I could enjoy some privacy while testing my new powers. As I got closer however, I decided to head to the shoreline instead. I suspected since it wasn't the warmest day ever, few people would be near the water and once I got there, my suspicions were confirmed. No one was within sight at all.

I looked towards the lake and breathed in quietly, trying to keep my mind calm and focused. If this was anything like what I've seen from TV shows, training unfocused was bound to have its adverse consequences. I started off by shooting ice from my palm, seeing how far it would travel. I watched it go out as far as twenty, thirty feet. Not too bad for a first timer.

I suddenly remembered my paper cut, the first time I noticed my powers. I inspected my finger and found the ice to be gone but the cut gone as well, its only remnance being an extra piece of skin left over. I wondered what would happen if I could do the same thing to other objects and then noticed a piece of driftwood laying near the shallow depths of the lake. I picked it over and shivered involuntarily as the icy water met my touch. It actually didn't feel as bad as I thought and this was coming from someone who hated the cold, ironically enough. I closed my eyes and sent thoughts of ice through my hands and into the wood. I opened them a minute later to find the driftwood encased in a moderately sized piece of ice. I smiled in relief and chucked it into the water, watching it slowly drift away.

Watching it float off suddenly gave me another idea - could I freeze the water and walk upon it? I mean, people skated on hockey rinks all the time and that worked out pretty well. I decided to try and shot out a line ofe ice across the top of the water, creating a thin walkway. I did it twice more to assure stability and tentatively walked out, pressing my sneaker against the ice harder than normal to see if the ice would crack underneath me. As soon as I knew it was safe to walk on, I sat down and allowed the lake water to lap against my clothes. As soon as I got comfortable, I started to feel the effects of using my powers to a greater degree. I breathed in slowly and closed my eyes. Yes, this was a successful first try indeed.

[Doomy_McDoomdoom]

Matt walked outside after Kalah when he finally realized that she had left. He had always become far too involved in his projects. Before he had even noticed that Kalah was gone, or had left to make his way down to the beach, Matt's super hero idea had sprung even further in his head. He would need weapons, that's how his power would be useful. He looked around the room to find something...anything...

Sure enough Pat's DVD collection saved the day again. James Bond in Die Another Day was sitting in plain sight and Icharus immediately came to Matt's head. Eureka! Channeling light in order to superheat something breaking it down at its most basic of levels. "Oddly enough," Matt's thoughts became audible. "It wouldn't require that much light source, it just needs to be intensified, like ants and a magnifying glass." Matt began gathering bits and pieces of his dorm room and building now.

His new knowledge allowed him to disassemble appliances in a matter of seconds, so it was no time at all before he had collected every lightbulb from the hallways of Johnson and even managed to get some steel tubing from the abandoned "Rubbish" chute right outside his door. It was with that that Matt needed reflective surfaces and a glass pane that was arced to magnify the intensity of his light. Surely enough, two mirrors for cosmetic purposes and a television screen would do just the trick, and he couldn't take apart Peter, so Pat's TV would have to take one for the team.

It was a little over half an hour before Matt had what should have been a fully functioning incineration ray. It's power source was static, and used two mini-fan blades that he salvaged from Kalah's window fan. It just needed to be tested and the beach was the perfect place to do that...just to tell Kalah...

"Where is Kalah?" She's down by the beach ya b*st*rd. "I've really gotta give that computer an attitude adjustment" With that Matt grabbed his rather large device and headed out of the room down towards the beach, where he remembered Bryan and Duke going to to train, and apparently Kalah going to, probably because he was too engrossed in his work to pay much attention to her.

Matt had successfully skipped down the little hill that led to the rocky beachfront, when he noticed something that would typically make him incredibly happy, but in this particular case, it was not a good thing. Kalah lay naked on the ground in front of him with Pat and Bryan both sheepishly turning away. At least they're being respectful, because if they weren't

Matt set down his new device and grabbed an extra set of Duke's clothes using them to cover Kalah himself. "It's ok guys, you can look now." Duke and Bryan both turned around, each of them being a bit flustered by having their training interrupted by a naked girl, let alone Matt's girlfriend. They both turned and Kalah stood up while Matt picked his new cannon back up.

It was long, shiny and cylindrical, it appeared to be hollow, but one end was clearly grated off and placed two fan blades within it. "It's my new weapon. You know, the whole superhero aspect of this. I've gotta be able to put myself to some use."

Duke, being his typically inquisitive self, asked, "What is it?"

"It's an incinerator. It can fire focused light and basically vaporize close to anything in its path. I'll demonstrate" Matt grabbed the device and brandished it like a bazooka, pointing it out at the lake. "You're all about to see a whole straight through that water." Matt pulled the trigger, the machine rumbled for a second, then began to whir as the fans gained speed and a slight glow emerged from the barrel. But nothing seemed to happen.

Matt looked at it disappointed. "Oh, I can't even make fully-functioning weapons." The whirring stopped, and the light pulled back into the barrel when Matt set down the device facing away from the group. "I'm sorry, it must have a few bugs to still work...."

With that a gargantuan light burst from the barrel of the Incinerator and blinded everyone momentarily, when vision had normalized, everything appeared normal. Matt was shocked, Kalah, Bryan, and Duke, joined in Matt's surprise at this unexpected event. He looked towards where the gun was pointing and noticed that a large hole had been torn right through the Oaks. No debri, just a whole, as if a giant drill had boared through the building.

"Um....maybe we should go."

[Dr.McNinja]

Bryan/Male/Telekinesis/The Beach

"Yeah...maybe"

They turned and ran back to Johnson, jumping between rocks when they became to close to step around. Arriving back at Johnson, all four friends burst into Matt and Pat's room, their usually hangout, before the stopped to catch their breath. When they had, Bryan was the first to look up and speak, "That was....awesome Matt."

"Wasn't it?", Matt said as he struggled to cram his new toy into his closet, "And that's just the start...I've got all these ideas running through my head...I just need the equipment to make them."

Kalah, plopping down behind her laptop on the bed, spoke up, "Maybe you should make a time machine next, that way you won't have to neglet your girlfriend while making your little toys."

Pat and Bryan looked away, gazing about the room as the two love birds play fought. The quarrel didn't last for long, Matt eventually pouted and blabbered about wuv bubbles enough that Kalah dissolved into giggling. Figuring that everything was allright, Bryan spoke up, "So we've been talking about superheroes so much, are we actually going to try something like that? I mean, it's not all fun and games, there is the whole possible death part and everything. We don't even know if anyone has powers who's going to abuse them...."

[Bulbasaur4]

[color=royalblue]
Kalah

.: Transformation | F :.


Kalah was giggling softly, smiling as Matt made his usual “puppy dog” face which caused her to melt. While she had felt a little bit neglected by his new ‘must make new things’ attitude, she had to even admit that his new invention was quite spectacular. She felt a little bit sorry for the construction workers who had to repair that giagantic hole now, but it had been quite neat. Listening to Bryan talk about the super hero thing… she shrugged.
“I don’t think we need to worry about it until the time arises. What we should worry about is making sure our powers are under control and try to get used to them. The summer is soon here and we can use that time to attempt to perfect them. For now though, let’s not worry about this “super hero” business and try to make it through finals.” With that, Pat and Matt seemed to sigh- finals were going to be rough for the both of them. Kalah stood up, glancing at the three of them as she gave a half-wave.
“I’m going to go try out some thing by the lake… I’ll be back later, okay?” Pat and Bryan looked at her as if wondering, but Matt was the one to ask.
“What are you going to do?” Kalah smiled and did a half anime-like fist pump into the air.
“I’m going to practice my powers! There is a huge lake… I wanna test my water powers!” With that, Kalah opened the door and swiftly vanished behind it. Pat seemed rather confused by the term “water powers” but eventually they all seemed to understand what she meant by it. Or at least, they thought they did.

Near the shore, it was getting quite dark but no one seemed to be out and about. Happy with this idea, Kalah swiftly neared the edge of the shore and removed her clothing swiftly as she concentrated. Dipping her feet into the cold water, she felt shivers run through her spine but she continued to go out into the lake. It was extremely hard to focus… and little change came until she was so out into the lake that she had begun to swim. Finally she had a clear idea as she began to swim… and slowly her body began to change. Gasping, she felt herself start to sink as her arms shrank and her legs seemed to attach themselves together.
”Don’t panic Kalah… soon you’ll be able to swim… “ She thought lightly, holding her breath as her body started to pick up pace in its changing rate. Finally, she felt a surge of power from her lower half as she gave a little ‘kick’ and instantly she surfaced. It was an incredible sensation… for now she was a dolphin- a spotted dolphin to be specific. (For it was her favorite). She could feel her regular mouth… but the odd sensation of also feeling her “nose” on top of her head was some thing incredibly new. It was a very odd feeling, but that feeling was easily over taken with the surge of power she felt coursing through her body. Of course, her eye sight she found was almost non-existant… she could see, yes… but it reminded her of when she didn’t have her contacts in. However, she remembered the sonar that dolphins used… and with the new knowledge that entered her body, she concentrated and felt her body give out a light pulse. Almost immediately a picture returned to her… a perfect outline of the bottom of Lake Michigan. It was so strange yet purely awesome at the same time.
Gliding through the water, it was as if she knew she were a torpedo under water… she was fast, agile… she was made for this.
Weee! Kalah thought as she began to pick up the pace by rapidly thrusting her tail up and down, her body picking up speed as she seemed to slice through the water. Moving her pectoral fins, she easily directed her body left and right with ease… and she suddenly felt as if she owned the water- as if it was her domain and no one else’s.
Jump… I wanna try that… She gave a grin as she went deeper into the water and then suddenly directed her head upwards as she saw the surface of the water rapidly approaching. Swiftly she broke the surface and found herself flying through the air, arching herself so that she plunged back into the water. But for the time she had been in the air… it felt as if she had been flying. It was amazing…
I can see why they jump… She thought excitedly.

After a while, Kalah suddenly noticed it had become extremely dark and probably had been that way for a while. Knowing she better head back, Kalah began swimming along the shoreline as she used her sonar to find the familiar line of Carthage. Finding the right place, she slowly swam as close to shore as she could in her dolphin form… and then she concentrated again. Rapidly her body changed back to her self, and she withdrew a deep breath as exhaustion seemed to grip her body.
“Wow… I didn’t realize how tired I was…” Kalah said lightly, slowly getting up from the shore. She swiftly looked for the clothing and found a patch of it. She quickly took the clothes and put them on, and then she fumbled along the shoreline as she headed back to Johnson. She had forgotten her keys, but luckily someone was entering the dorm so she managed to get inside Johnson and swiftly she headed up to Matt’s room. Knocking upon the door, she opened it to see Pat on his computer as Matt was in his bed upon his laptop. Both of them looked at her, as she managed a smile.
“Where were you?!” Matt said with a worried expression, as Kalah glanced at the clock to see it was 11:50 at night. She weakly smiled, telling Pat to close his eyes as she quickly changed into some shorts and another shirt. She then announced she was done changing, and she crawled into bed next to Matt.
“I was out swimming and lost track of time… but if you excuse me… I’m really tired… hope you don’t mind…” Kalah said softly, her voice trailing off as her eyes closed and she seemed to pass out.

[Sworkill87]

I'm sorry Kalah, but as a biologist I have to say this. Dolphins live in... coughsaltwatercough. Michigan is coughfreshwaterchough!

[Zelgadis]

Neal Pratchett in:

~ First Encounter of the Printed Kind~

Having just gone to the library for some peace and quiet, Neal proceeded to head to one of his normal “study” spots. Most people didn’t know this but Neal usually spent his time in the Library basement sleeping, while at the same time trying to get some of his work done. Rarely did he ever get both accomplished. So he proceeded to enter into the little glass cubicle that makes anyone in them seem to be in a museum, or some strange side show of studying students. He set down his bag, took out 3 or 4 text books and began his long descent into the realm of sleep. Having the books laid open before him he tried to stay awake by reading as much of one book till it began to tire him, then switched over to the next and so forth, till finally he proceeded to just sleep on the pages instead of trying to read them. Neal had always humored his professors in class that if he slept on the book in class he would absorb the vast amounts of information and knowledge that text books apparently contain, but again he only humored them…

Sleeping in the library was always so peaceful, it was so quiet. Almost too quiet to be honest, unless of course you had someone in the next cubicle listening to their headphones on full blast or talking to their friends about frivolities in each others lives on a cell phone rather loudly too since you are sitting in a basement of all places trying to get reception on a phone! But today Neal’s sleep was unaltered he’d had trouble sleeping as of late, class was not going so well and studying seemed to make him drowsy, and he never remembered anything he read or read what he had written in his notebooks ( due to his terrible handwriting). So things were not so hot for Neal, he just wanted a vacation, not a break from work where you leave school have a few laughs then just return to the same hum-drum routine as before, but a real vacation! One where you leave the country and do not come back… But it was not going to happen his family had fallen on hard times, with his father still unemployed and his mom getting on in years money was tight at the Pratchett house. But to return to the slumbering figure of Neal in the glass box he had sequestered himself in. He was sleeping great (well as great as sleeping with a face full of pages and book spine can be) and his dreams were going well it seemed till suddenly he was disturbed.

A blinding light invaded his dreaming vision, waking him with a startle of sheer pain in the sockets of the eyes and towards the frontal lobe of the brain. Having been temporarily blinded, Neal sat up in his chair rubbing his forehead and eyes trying to dull the pain. Taking an aspirin, in hopes his migraine would diminish shortly. Having been woken by the odd flash in his dream he decided he might as well attempt yet again to read his text books, considering he could not fall asleep due to the pain. Looking down at the pages Neal noticed that it felt as though he had read all this before. Thinking that he lost his place in the book he continued to flip pages till he found something that seemed new, or unread. Till at last he reached the back cover of all of his texts. “There’s no way I could have read all of these books. There are not enough hours in the day to do all that, and I’m a fast reader” Neal thought to himself. Ignoring the fact that his text books apparently had played a trick on him, he decided to attempt the long and arduous task of completing his homework for the day. Within an hours time or so Neal had completed roughly a weeks’ worth of work and was sure that the work was his, (cause it was in his handwriting) and he was also sure that it was correct, because he couldn’t find fault with the work anywhere. “This is amazing!” Neal thought to himself. “If I can do a weeks worth of work flawlessly in an hour imagine what I can do in a full day!” Quickly he reached for his syllabus and began doing more work, and it was flawless…his hand moving across the page with pen in hand was mechanical and calculating, he was like a machine! The hours waxed as the day began to wane into the painted skies of evening. During his mad working spree Neal received a phone call (on his cell phone, yeah so what he is a hypocrite). It was Neal’s friend Jon he apparently was looking for Neal, and after searching all the usual places, i.e. his room and Matt’s room, having not been located in either area Jon decided to call Neal ( if you’ve read the above posts then you know what happened with the phone call). Not wishing to be disrupted Neal continued to work even after the interruption of his friend’s call.

“DONE! I’m done with all of it. There’s nothing left for me to work on, I have no homework now till finals. Wow I guess everyone just said college was going to be a lot of work to scare me, eh this stuff is a breeze. Now it’s time for a bit of R and R. How about a novel? I am in a library of all places I’m sure I can find something that interests me.” Neal left the fishbowl cubicle he had been studying in and proceeded to go down the isles of books looking for anything that peeked his interest. Neal ran his fingers over the spines of the books on the shelves he passed in an arbitrary sort of way, and the farther he walked the more intense his headache became. He decided to go and sit down for a little while hoping that his pain would soon subside. It did not. By the time Jon had arrived he found Neal passed out in a cold sweat in one of the large blue comfy chairs in the corner of the basement.

[Bulbasaur4]

[color=royalblue]
Actually Jon, there are such things as river dolphins. I know that dolphins need salt water in order to make it easier for them to swim so that they can live, but Dolphins occasionally travel upstream rivers to follow fish for a few days. Knowing this, I knew that my character could still swim in Lake Michigan it would just take extra energy for her to work. Nyah *sticks out tongue* Don't try to correct me with animal stuff! Mwhahaaa! I may have rid myself of the Biology major, but I still am an animal info freak.



Kalah
.: Transformation | F | Sleeping in Matt's bed overnight :.


Slowly opening her eyes, Kalah blinked to clear the fog away as she realized that she had passed out last night upon Matt's bed. She didn't move or say anything yet... but rather she took the time to listen to the sounds in the room. Matt was over by his desk, tinkering with some new device and she could tell that Pat was working on his laptop by the typing sounds. She then slowly sat up, feeling an immense amount of power being drained as she tried to do so. Looking at the clock, it was easily eleven o'clock and she founds that even Bryan was in the room on his laptop. Looking at her, Bryan smiled and waved and then looked to Matt.
"She woke up!"
With that Matt swiftly darted his head back to look at her and then got up and walked to her.
"Hey hun... you okay?" He asked, placing a hand on her cheek but that action only seemed to make him more nervous.
"Well.. I guess... I mean, I feel super tired and heavy and sick... but .."
Matt seemed to be inspecting her face as he moved his thumb over her cheek bone, and then eventually he looked at her arm and held it up. Looking at her arm, Kalah didn't notice anything at first until Matt looked back at her.
"You made me worried last night... what were you doing?" He asked, continuing to inspect her arm, neck- as if some thing was wrong.
" I just transformed into a dolphin and swam!" Kalah said with a bit more enthusiasm, although she was still quite tired and sick this morning. With that Matt nodded but he slowly slide the covers off of her, and it was then that his eyes widened and Bryan also seemed to be in shock. Kalah's body was far skinnier than normal... in fact, it was way too skinny. Her bones had become apparent and it looked as if she hadn't ate in weeks...
"Get up Kalah, we're getting you some food." Matt said, his mind whirring as if he had already come to a conclusion of some sort. Kalah struggled to get up, Matt helping her but the moment she stood tall her head began to spin.
"Wow... dizzy..." She said, her eyes rolling about as she tried to stay focused but it simply was no use. She immediately collapsed, unable to walk as Matt grabbed her firmly.



[ *pokes RPG* ]

[*Duke*]

Pat stared at the low glow of his computer screen for several hours. After finishing up some last minute check ups on his incineration ray and his A.I. model of Peter Griffin, Matt had decided to turn in. Though he was rather upset at the idea of Matt butchering his TV without his permission, he had to admit it was an amazing piece of machinery, which seemed to quote every episode when performing a command for the user. Usually he turned in much earlier then Pat, so a blanket was usually thrown over the bed frame to keep the glow of the screen from waking up Matt. With his headphones in he began to stare off into space. Looking at his hand he began to question what the future held for everyone.

Deep within his mind he knew that using his abilities to help mankind was the life long day of many young boys including himself. Though this was the reality, they lived in a world that didn’t have them to begin with; the world was harsh and cruel to those without superhuman abilities. How would the world take to real life superheroes? Would they be studied, observed, dissected because they were now something beyond human evolution? What about school, work, and other activities that evolved his friends and loved ones? In fact what about his loved ones? Everyone was a friend in Pat’s eyes and those that were now exposed to these abilities could even become dangers to themselves if they didn’t take the time to control them.

Pat’s train of thought was broken with the door opening and in walked Kalah. This seemed rather odd to him considering she usually was already in bed like Matt at this time. Though thinking nothing more of it, he looked over some of the things he did online and realizing nothing really that much had changed decided to call it a night. Dreams usually visited Pat on rare occasions once or twice a month. Tonight exhaustion seemed to hit him as he passed out on his bed.

He awoke slowly to the silence of his room. Slowly sliding off the side of the bunk-bed, Pat yawned and stretched, neither Matt nor Kalah was awake, which was common. Returning to his laptop he listened to a few songs on his iTunes and checked his mail. Though they might have received such outstanding powers they still had lives and things to do, Pat noticed he had an assignment from his teacher. Pulling out his novel assigned for Heritage he began to read listening to his music. After a few pages, he noticed that Matt began to stir and began to start his day. Eventually the knock at the door revealed Bryan who joined them in their silence, tapping on keys or just staring at screens of various interests. As Pat started to get hungry for lunch he noticed that Kalah was beginning to stir awake, causing Bryan to call out: “She woke up!”

With that Pat saw Matt rush to her side, removing his headphones he could make out:
"Well.. I guess... I mean, I feel super tired and heavy and sick... but .."
"You made me worried last night... what were you doing?" Matt said as he seemed to be inspecting her arm for some odd reason.
"I just transformed into a dolphin and swam!"
Causing him to take interest he lifted himself up and looked down at a very skinny Kalah. She looked like the stereotype of skinny cartoon character with her bones seeming nearly visible through her skin, Pat got very worried at what might have been the cause of this behavior in Kalah’s body.
"Get up Kalah, we're getting you some food," Matt said, before Pat could interject about that being a bad idea, “Wow… dizzy…” she said and immediately collapsing into Matt’s outstretched arms. Placing her back on the bed, Matt had a look of deep concern and calculating theory appear on his face.
"So what do we do now?" asked Bryan.
Pat seemed a little taken back as to what might be happening, though knew the outcome if something was done immediately, grabbing his keys he moved towards the door.
"Matt, stay with her and try to get her up again, I'll bring her back something from the cafeteria," Pat stammered. Matt looked back down on Kalah with a deep concern in his eyes and nodded.
"Well can't you build some kind of feeding device?" asked Bryan. Without waiting for the answer, Pat stepped out and rushed to the cafeteria.

[Dr.McNinja]

"Well can't you build some kind of feeding device?" asked Bryan.

Without waiting for the answer, Pat stepped out and rushed to the cafeteria. It was Matt who answered, "I can build the machine yeah...but the food's gotta come from somewhere and I don't have the parts to assemble it from composite molecules in the air."

Bryan paused a moment before responding, "Oh....I was just kinda joking. How's she doing?"

Matt shook his head, concern still etched on his face, "I don't think anything's seriously wrong, she's just worn out and hungry."

As Matt spoke, Bryan began to idly levitate a few small items in the room. With idle movements of his hands, belying his concentration, he caused them to orbit around each other. As they formed complex patterns in the air, sweat began to bead on Bryan's forehead. Finally he deposited the items back to their respective places and put a hand to his head, "Yeah...these powers can take it out of you, though for me it's just kinda a mental "soreness" like I just worked out or something. Finesse is a lot harder than brute force it seems. I sure slept well last night though."

Matt nodded as he made sure Kalah was comfortable in the bed, "It's going to get some time to get used to it, I've gotta keep stopping myself from butchering more of Pat's stuff to make all these inventions I've got in my head."

Sitting down beside his laptop which he had brought into the room with him, Bryan began to surf a bit as they waited for Pat to return. Matt sat by Kalah, pushing back a loose strand of her hair as she lay unconscious. Bryan sighed as he pulled up his Carthage email, their meeting with the other powered students that had been discovered was coming up, and Bryan was starting to get antsy.

[Doomy_McDoomdoom]

Kalah had gone to sleep again...her bare bones and her sunken cheeks worried Matt beyond anything he could ever dream. But there wasn't much he could think of doing. "Couldn't you make some sort of feeding device?" Bryan's question brought Matt out of his trance, as Pat rushed out the door to get something from the cafeteria.

It took Matt a few seconds to respond, he was still rather shocked about this whole thing. He hadn't even been used to his powers yet, but he couldn't seem to think of anything he could do to help people. "Yeah, I suppose I could build a machine, but it wouldn't be able to pull molecules out of the air to make food. The stuff would have to come from somewhere."

Bryan nodded and went back to surfing his computer. Kalah was still out cold, and there was little Matt could do besides think about ways that his power could help her. Their last conversation kept playing over and over again in his head. She must just simply be burning up more energy in her transformed states than she normally would; that would only leave two solutions though. I would have to concentrate an energy source, or lower the amount of energy she was using and I just can't think of how to....

Matt's brain stopped him mid-sentence. Of course! If all Kalah needs is quick energy boosts for when she transforms I could make a glucose syrum. I would just need some type of extraction device to get the sugar from natural foods and then a heavy supply of sugar to make the syrum.

"Bryan! Where do you get sugar?!" Bryan was ripped out of the virtual world he was in by Matt's sudden outburst.

"Sugar? Um...the store?" He asked quizzically.

"I know I can get it at the store, but I can't afford that. I need a free supply." Just the Pat rushed in the door holding a good deal of food stuffs from the cafeteria. "I've got some food from the caf to try and get her strength up.

Matt smiled. The caf, of course. They wouldn't miss it...I think. "Pat, take care of Kalah...I have to go get something very vital." With that Matt leaned down and gave Kalah a kiss on the cheek and took off out of the room. Pat looked at Bryan and asked, "What was that about?" But all Bryan could do was shrug, and they both attended to Kalah.

Matt, on the other hand, had flung himself down four flights of stairs and successfully made his way into the TWC. He almost broke the doors because of how crassly he opened them and used the elevator to get into the caf through the back. The ding told him that he had reached the cafeteria...now the hard part would be finding supplies. Matt had only been behind the caf counter once (to make himself an omelette because there wasn't a cook around...he got in a good deal of trouble) and he had no idea where supplies would be located.

He snuck into the back and made his way through the single door that led to the {Employees Only} section of the cafeteria. Sure enough, supplies were all in a closet that was located just on the other side. Matt ducked down and practically army-crawled across the kitchen floor to avoid being seen by the workers up front and got into the closet, closing the door behind him. There were all kinds of cooking supplies...mostly expired frozen meats, bean lard mulch, and excess pig fat...but eventually, Matt found the sugar, and lots of it.

He grabbed what had to have been at least 30 pounds of sugar and decided to make a break for it. He ran straight through the kitchen with his arms loaded with sugar, and managed to only be noticed by one worker who shouted out, "Hey, wait a minute...what are you doing?" But by the time the worker had finished their sentence Matt was out the door and heading down the back stairs. He broke through at the opposite end of the TWC and made his way around the back, returning to Johnson. He was still at a run when another student conviently opened the door and Matt nearly knocked the girl down re-entering the building.

He ran up all four flights of stairs and through open his room door nearly falling inside before he kicked the door shut. He set down the sugar, his chest heaving for air. Then he looked up, Pat, Kalah, and Bryan were all staring at him dumbfounded. Before any of them could get a word out edgewise Matt began to explain himself.

"Listen, I have an idea to lessen the energy draining affects of your transformations Kalah. But I need one last component...and I need you to steal it." He paused momentarily, but everyone was still too shocked that he had burst through the door with roughly 6 bags of sugar. "You need to pose as a repair person and get me the juicer from Einstein's. If I have that I can use a steady supply of fruit from the caf along with this sugar to make a syrum that will give you a fast burning energy shot that should last for a quick transformation."

[Sworkill87]

It took a lot of convincing, a small argument, and actually a swift kick in the ass, but Jon was eventually able to drag Neal back to Johnson. It was about 12:30 now, and Jon was getting sleepy..."Ugh, but I still have a psychology paper to wright." One 3 page paper, and about 6 hours of sleep later it was time to wake up and get ready for class. "Wow, that was a sweet dream, I found out I had wind powers... and all my friends were going to form a super hero team... oh snap! That was real!" Jon muttered to himself as he looked into the mirror to find his bedhead hair had only intensified in its anime-like coolness. "Aww... that means the hot sex with the supermodel was a dream. Ah well, super powers... I'm gonna enjoy this!"

Having dressed and showered Jon was sitting at his desk when there was a knock on the door. "Come on in Neal"
"Hey Jon, what you up to?"
"Drawing, I decided if we end up doing the whole team up and fight those abusing their powers thing I'll need a kick-ass costume. Here, what do you think?"
"Jon, you look like a combination of Vash the Stampede and Hiei."
"Damn straight I do! Cool black cloak-thing isn't it? Anyway, I figure before we meet today... I'll do a little training."

A little over an hour later Jon was down by the beach and wearing a shockingly cool black cloak that blew perfectly in the breeze Jon was creating. "Now lets try... this!" There was a gust of wind blowing upward from Jon's feet that effectively send the cloak flying into the air which then carried it about forty feet away. Jon was now shirtless and wearing black running shoes with black workout pants that still rippled in the wind. "Okay," he said to himself, "not only do I have cool powers, but a cool pre-battle powerup to boot! I just need to work on a fast talking Irish accent, then I really can be Jin, the Irish ninja."

Next Jon thought he would try and make a simple tornado. He took a minute to clam himself, and gave it a shot, thinking only of a circular motion. And... nothing happened, wait, no, a leaf blew directly to the left... and only left. "Well that didn't work... lets think, last time my power was strongly linked to my emotions." Jon then started thinking about the various things in the world that pissed him off, Heritage 2, stupid customers, stupid assignments, and just stupid people in general... and it worked. After a few minutes concentration Jon formed a fully fuctional, 8 foot tall twister. It wasn't that big, and it wasn't that powerfull, but it was picking up small rocks with sufficient force to crack a skull were someone foolish enough to stick his or her head inside.

"Whew!" Jon exclaimed as he dodged the rocks sent flying when the tornado died out. "I'd say that was pretty good for my second day at this... and now for the ultimate trial, flight." Jon got himself angry again and this time concentrated on lifting into the air. He was about two inches of the ground when, "Yes, whoo! its working I'm flying I'm fly-" And that's when Jon lost control and sent himself "flying" thirty feet left where he hit a large boulder flat on his back and upside down, still two inches off the ground. "Ouch," he muttered as he fell to the ground in a heap and coughed up a little blood.

"Nice job there Jon." It was Bryan, who had decided to take a walk while Matt and Kalah worked on building/stealing parts for the fast burning energy shot.
"Oh, hey... yeah, I'm still workin' on the flying part, but I have discovered the overall hardness of this rock here..."
"Heh, so no class today I'm guessing!"
"Crap!" Jon choked out "I blew off spanish!"

[Dr.McNinja]

Bryan/Male/Telekinesis/The Beach

"Nice job there Jon." It was Bryan, who had decided to take a walk while Matt and Kalah worked on building/stealing parts for the fast burning energy shot.
"Oh, hey... yeah, I'm still workin' on the flying part, but I have discovered the overall hardness of this rock here..."
"Heh, so no class today I'm guessing!"
"Crap!" Jon choked out "I blew off spanish!"

Bryan shrugged, "One class, you should be fine."

Jon rolled painfully off of the boulder he had so neatly fell on, "Yeah, we're just kinda wrapping up the class so I don't think I missed to much."

Bryan suddenly grinned, "Hey, but you were flying man!"

Jon pushed himself to his feet, rubbing his back, "Yeah, I figured that someone with wind powers ought to be able to fly."

Noticing Jon looking around, Bryan spotted a cloak lying several yards away. Squinting his eyes, he raised the cloak from it's resting spot and half carried, half threw it back to Jon, "Makes sense, I've tried to lift myself a few times already, haven't managed to get too high but it feel more like a lack of control than a limit, give me a few weeks and I should be pretty mobile. I wonder who else is going to be able to fly?"

Jon donned his cloak and sat down on the same boulder he had collapsed on, "Lesse, Kalah can probably just turn into some sort of bird or something...if he's got the right stuff Matt'll probably build a jet pack or rocket boots...I guess it Pat gets hot enough he could kinda get the hot air balloon effect though that could be dangerous if he's flying too low. And I bet some of the others can use their powers to fly somehow too, we'll find out in a few hours."

Bryan awkwardly rolled over a second boulder to sit on, "I like the costume, thinking that far ahead already?"

Jon nodded.

Staring out into the lake, Bryan continued, "Hiding our identities is going to be hard, we can't just rely on the stupidity of people to not realize someone isn't us because we took of our glasses or something. I guess it's just personal taste and utility that's going to be important."

Jon turned to face Bryan, "That is if this superhero thing ever happens. Most of us are thinking it but we haven't even all met yet, maybe we're just getting big heads over this."

Bryan turned to face Jon as well, "Maybe."

It was then that Bryan noticed Jon's cloak billowing out quite majestically behind him. Looking up, he noticed that none of trees bordering the beach were moving in the least. Shaking his head, Bryan turned back to the lake, "That's not fair..."

Jon just smiled.