Welcome to Mutant High! Classes starting now! [LSUs accepted]

[Hatake Kakashi]

Don't be afraid if you know NOTHING of the current X-Men. This is based off one of many "Alternate Realities"

Plot
In the mid-90s, Prof. Charles Xavier's School for Gifted Youngster began to take on more students. Not just any "gifted" children, either. Not the usual 10 year old prodigy who can do a trig problem in his head in .2 seconds. He's not ruled out, but this is for the more..."spectacular" students. Or should we say...Uncanny?

One day, however, the letter arrived. Not so mysteriously. It arrived like any other letter from a prestigious school. In a manila envelope, with pamphlets and other material. Nothing about it seemed all too unusual. And why should it? Prof. Xavier was a respected member of society, and always willing to help those around him, with or without "extra-human abilities".

The letter reads as follows.

Dear Sir or Madam;
It has recently come to the attention of myself and my staff that your child may not be like other children.

While we all believe our child is special...different...yours may be...more unique than most.

I of course mean you no alarm, and only wish to educate your child and yourselves about these changes. My school is government funded, and thus I only require a small fee of $80, with the first month payable upfront, and each months payment due at the END of the month. Payment plans can be discussed on campus if you choose to enroll your son or daughter. This payment goes towards the child's needs first and foremost. Any medication, most food, all clothing, and "living needs"(toiletries, bed sheets, pillows, even computers and televisions) are all covered by the government. This fee is merely to cover the child's recreational needs which are not provided by the government, such as video games, an internet connection, or any sports not currently supported by the Institute.

I urge you to take this letter seriously. Your child is, of course, not a burden on yourself or myself, but their needs would be better suited in this environment. Visiting hours are very accommodating, starting as early as 7AM on weekends, but not until 3:30 (after class hours) on Weekdays. All days, visiting hours at 11PM.

The instructors are as follows(OOC: Ages aren't in letter, just a reference):

Scott Summers(32): Auto shop, Tech. Generally considered the "tough but fair" teacher. Many girls have referred to him as the "dreamy teacher", I simply call him my Vice Principal.

Ororo Munroe(31): English, Earth Sciences, Biology and Botany. An intelligent young woman, and Scott's only rival as the "school heartthrob(Albeit among the boys) as well as the second VP.

Jean Grey-Summers(29): English, Reading/Spelling(for younger students). Scott's wife of 7 years now. Her time with us is growing short, as they plan to have children, but she has promised to live on sight so as not to abandon her students.

James "Logan" Howlett(Looks 37, actually over 100): Physical Education. James accepts no "slacking" in his gym class. His co-coach is generally his biggest focus of aggravation, yet they remain close friends.

Katherine "Kitty" Pryde(24): Computer science, Math, Sex Ed(for the girls). Mr.Hewlett's "unofficial girlfriend". The two are not formally dating, but the two share a close bond, despite her youth and energetic nature. Both make her a perfect choice to teach the girls about the other changes in their bodies.

Remy Le Beau(28): Science, Math, Physical Education/Sex Ed(for the boys). James' friend and constant source of aggression. Being such a 'charmer' and a 'ladies man' gives the boys confidence learning the changes of their bodies.

Henry "Hank" McCoy(44): It is impossible to pin one "job" on Dr.McCoy, as he seems to excel in all forms of education. He is generally our "fill-in" when necessary, although he is also the head of the Science program.

Carol Danvers(33): Self-Defense. Ms.Marvel, as she is well-known, is more-or-less "on loan" from the Avengers, currently. I've yet to meet a young man at my school not head-over-heels in love with her.

We look forward to your child's enrollment in our school. Please do not hesitate to call and ask for a guided tour of the premises. It would be our pleasure.

The open house sessions begin August 20th from noon till 8, and end August 26th. Although the semester starts September 1st, so the sooner the better!


Sincerely,
Charles Francis Xavier.

The entire letter is obviously photocopied from an original letter. Of course, the signature is quite original, as the ink can still be seen as having ran in a few spots. The phone number seems to hang ominously at the bottom of the letter, almost beckoning you to call...

For what seems like months, you await your Open House. And your almost-inevitable acceptance. In short time, you will be a proud alumni of "Mutant High"...for better or worse!"

Welcome, Applicants!
Please fill out the following form.

Name:
Nickname: Your "mutant name". Feel free to add a "reason". Not necessary.
Age: (min. age to go on missions is 16. Max. for the school and not being a teacher/staff is 25)
Gender:
Appearence:
Costume appearence: (Generally blue or black and yellow. Shades are allowed, as are variants. If just street clothes, then just list what they wear).
Powers: (Nothing TOO wild. Notes at the bottom)
Limitations: SPECIFIC limitations that aren't natural with the powers. Like they can't go into water, or sunlight weakens them. Not stuff like "No shielding against mental attacks". This can make or break your powers(Wanna be uberpowerful, but can't use their powers for fear of going crazy? You might just get in )
History: Basic story, possibly including how their powers manifested?
Alliance: X-Men, Brotherhood, Neither(list wether you're unallied but good or evil, or absolutely neutral*just wanna be left out of it*)
Relationships: Friends, loves, family? Even Rivals/Enemies! Even a simple "love interest"(Just mark them as such. I.e "Friends with Blah, School-girl crush on Mr.Summers")
Other: Anything missed?

Yes, you CAN pick an exisitng X-Men character, but please take into considering I'm gonna be picky on wether you know them well enough or not.
Notes on powers - You can be as strong as you want, really. But have some sort of sense. I'm not gonna accept a Superman knock-off without a big limitation or I know you're a good enough RPer to actually make it work.
Superstrength classes work as follows:
Human class - This is the weight is says. "Human class 150" is a normal humans strength of being able to lift 150lbs.
Superhuman class - Up to 100, this is the weight it says in tons. Superhuman class 70 is the ability to lift 70 tons.
Superhuman class 100+ - This is 100 or more tons. If you choose this, please list the amount(I.e "100+ 200 tons." Class 100+, capable of lifting 200 tons).




Name: Michael Silvern
Nickname: Freion
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Appearence: He stands about 5'10 with messy brown hair and a slight build. He wears a black band t-shirt*usually Metallica* and khaki pants. His sneakers are brown and black, non-descript and nothing special. He has thin-framed glasses which stay firmly stuck to his face even in stressful situations. While not unattractive, he's nothing particulary special as far as looks go.
Costume appearence: A dark blue 2-piece set with a light blue streak down the legs. He wears yellow gloves, and a strap across his chest, the X embedded beneath the left shoulder on the strap.
Powers: Control/Creation/Manipulation of the Elements(Earth, Wind, Fire, Water) and their inanimate offshoots(electricity, ice. No plant-life). He can take the shape of the elements, but only Earth, Water, or Ice so far. He can fly by projecting winds beneath/around him, and breaths in a vacuum or underwater by recirculating air through his lungs. This also allows him to fly at great heights and speeds. He can "see" through water or while moving at high speeds by tuning his eyes to match the element well-enough to pierce through it. Top flight speed is 300mph. 70mph without fatigue, and 400mph for VERY short bursts. He is also immune to heat in excess of 3000* and colds of near-absolute zero. Much like Iceman, his ice does not melt for up to 30 minutes after creation without a concious effort to keep it frozen, or intense constant pressure and heat.

Limitations: His powers, like all abilities of the human body, cause fatigue. Over time, his powers take their toll. Generally, firing blasts, flight, and taking on the form of Earth, Water, or Ice are not so taxing. While he DOES have the POTENTIAL to level a city with a heat blast, he'd be too weak to regulate the temperature. Fatigue drains his powers as a whole(meaning if he tires himself out using his powers, he "loses" them for a short time).

He also has all limitations of the other elements in their forms. I.e fire is susceptable to water, Earth is incredibly heavy(but sturdy and strong, granting class 10*10 tons* strength.)
History: At the age of 12, Michael Silvern felt...different. Not that he was an outcast. He was, but he literally FELT differently. While his family insisted he was being 'weird', young Michael felt his body growing freezing cold, burning hot, and then tingling with energy. It wasn't until age 14 that he learned that he had powers.

One summer, while swimming in the pool, the boy(unable to swim) wandered into the deep end. He was shoved farther down by an over-zealous swimmer, and began to struggle and fight for air. In an attempt to save himself from drowing, the boy froze the water around him, as well as forcing himself to convert water into air subconciously. The ice shattered and became water again, but the boy was able to struggle to shore. Luckily, only a few had seen his feat, and none believed the two boys who told the tall tale later.

Since that date, he had been trying to control his powers, training with them on his own, before finally being inducted into Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters.

His first day, he was challenged out of the crowd by Ms.Danvers to "give [her] all [he's] got." He complied, and fired a bolt of electricity, striking her heart. Without so much as a flinch, the bolt seemed to dissipate. He was told to try again, and this time, a stone fist erupted from the earth and clutched Ms.Danvers, a force that could crush a normal humans flesh. Of course, not being a normal human, the beautiful woman shattered the stone easily, and floated gently down to earth, kissing the awe-struck boys forehead and smiling.
"Thanks sweety. You did good." Was her response to the blushing, awe(and now, love)-struck child. She began to explain her point, but no one was listening. Instead they opted to tease the "teachers pet".

This didn't get any better when the newest graduate and inductee onto the staff, Kitty Pryde, was picked as his "senior buddy" to show him around school. Now, he had more than just a pretty face and impressive display of power to fall for, as she seemed more than happy to converse with the quiet boy. He'd throw out an awkward joke occasionally, leading other students to chuckle at his shyness, but the girl took all his clumsy flirting in stride. Of course her "father figure"(and some suspect, boyfriend) didn't take kindly to her treatment of him, and thus began to treat the boy differently, starting his rough journey through the school years.

Mike has not forgotten his first day, or even his crush for Kitty Pryde, but his grades have been steadily in the low Cs', leaving his teachers a bit worried. Mr.Summers(the boys favorite teacher, aside from "Ms.Pryde"), took him aside before a tech shop, and warned him that his slipping grades threatened his "Danger Room privelages", which would force him to play make-up with more conventional means of practice.

Alliance: X-Men
Relationships: Has a crush on "Ms.Pryde". Being younger though makes it a bit hard to be anything but a crush. And of course, Carol Danvers biggest fan.
Other: He's the subject of jokes as he's usually taking the role of "team leader", although never doing very well.

Michael/Freion
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"New students, kid." James, or 'Logan' as he insisted, announced, poking his head into the door. He sniffed around a bit, and arched a brow. The gruff voice continued, "Are you wearing cologne...?"
The boy blushed a bit, "I...I heard Ms.Marvels gonna be here."
Logan smirked and shook his head as he stepped into the room, dressed in his black uniform, although Mike thought the yellow and blue one fit him better. "She's a bit out of your league, don'tcha think? C'mon. You're gonna be part of the lineup."
The boys eyes went wide with shock.
"Wh-what? Wait, the X-MEN line-up?"
"If you wanna call us that, yes..."
His mouth hung open, words failing him.
"Yes. You are going to be representing the X-Men to the new students and parents. You heard me right. Now c'mon. Mr.Summers wants you downstairs in 10 minutes."
Michael nodded and finished combing his hair, grumbling a bit as it didn't go the right way. He swore under his breath.
"Watch the mouth."
"You swear all the time!"
"I'm an adult. I'm also allowed to drink, smoke, and gamble."
"All of which he does quite liberally," the thick accent rang through the halls as Remy walked by. Logan shot a glare at the cajun, who merely shrugged and laughed, heading down the stairs.
"Hey Wolverine," Mike grinned a bit. It annoyed him to be called Wolverine outside the Danger Room or missions.
"Yes, Freion?" he shot back, without so much as a pause.
"What made Sco-"
"Mr.Summers," he quickly corrected.
"What made Mr.Summers change his mind about me?"
Logan took a seat on Michael's empty bed, sniffing a bit, "...you know the washer was fixed a week ago."
He rolled his eyes at the comment, "And? You can have your costume custom-fit to your claws like the yellow one."
"Oh, what fun is it if I can't do this?" the familiar 'snikt' always ran a shiver down Michaels spine, "Besides, It's easier to just get 'em made fast and cheap. And until a tailoring mutant joins us, it's barely cost effective to have more than one suit per person."
The boy folded his arms and tilted his head.
"Fine fine. I convinced him you're ready."
"Really? You?"
"Don't get all sentimental. You're 18 now. You've been on 3 missions. Scott, Jean and I are the only ones that don't consider you an X-Man."
"Wait, why not...?"
"To me you're a kid, to him you're a student, and to her you're inexperienced."
He nodded, as Logan made his way to the door, "Now. We've been shooting the sh...we've been chatting for a good 10 minutes. Mr.Summers'll chew you out if you're l-"
"Wolverine and Freion, report to the front lawn for new students ASAP."
"For a guy whose WIFE is the psychic, he times that way too well."

Freion finished tugging on his costume, brushing his hair to the side. It was still a bit of a snug fit, but that kept people from pulling or snagging him by it. The boys eyes began to glow blue with a slight sparkle of electricity.
"This never stops being cool." he grinned a bit and headed downstairs, Scott tapping his foot in his blue full-body outfit, even his hair covered. The grin faded slowly.
"Sorry I'm late..." I apologized futily, "I..."
"...am just a kid and this is your first day as an X-Man" Scott interrupted, "Don't worry about it too much. Just don't make it a habit, alright?"
He nodded slowly and stood tall and proud, feeling a bit out of place amongst people he idolized.
"Now let's get into an orderly line. I'll make it simple since this is Freions first lineup. Man-woman-man-woman...Boy where applicable," the joke caught everyone off guard, especially from the stone-faced leader. Even Michael chuckled a bit.
"Remy, Ororo, Kitty, Mike, Carol, Logan..." he droaned on a bit, but the poor kids head was lost in a tizzy. He was smack dab between Ms.Marvel and Shadowcat, the biggest crushes the boy had. He couldn't help but feel small. He stood a bit over Kitty, but Carol was an inch and a half taller at nearly 6 feet. Not to mention she wasn't exactly built "slender". Michael tried not to stare at the rather broad-shouldered but beautiful woman, her body strong, but slim. On his left, the almost exact opposite. A small, slender girl who was seemingly unimpressive. But Michael was in love none the less.
"Look alive, X-Men!" Cyclops ordered, everyone stood tall, but not like an army. Prof.Xavier rolled by, smiling and nodding at us.
"Ahh, Mr.Silvern. I trust you'll make a good impression today?"
He nodded slowly and smiled weakly, "I'm...I'm kinda nervous..."
He nodded slowly, understanding, "I can see that. You don't need to be a psychic to notice it..."
Mrs.Summers leaned out of line, "But could you calm down a bit? You're projecting a bit..."
The boy turned bright red as the cars began to pull through the gates, and he stared straight ahead. Prof.X met the parents as they stepped out with the children one by one.
"Good afternoon! And welcome to the Xavier Insitute for Gifted Youngsters! We are so happy you all decided to enroll your child at our school..."
It reminded the boy of his own first days...


I'll give you guys a chance to introduce yourselves before I get into the flashback

[God of Death]

OOC: Sorry this post isnt longer, but I cant think of anything...

Name: Emma Tachi
Nickname: Solaris (it'll get explained in the "Powers Section")
Age: 16
Gender: Female

Appearence: Emma is tiny for her age, being at five feet tall. She has waist-length long, midnight black hair with light blue highlights, usually pulled up into a messy bun. Her eyes are a dark brown colour, with swirls of dark blue near the pupils, which is hard to see if your not looking for them. Skin coloration is tanned from spending many hours outside. Usually wears dark coloured blue jeans and a simple white tee-shirt, with black and white sneakers.

Costume appearances: She wears black leather pants that fight snugly, with a black tank top. Emma also wears a black leather jacket. (sorry...this one got me ;_

Powers: Emma absorbs UV rays from the sun, or any other source of UV radiation, and uses the UV rays as an energy source to cause explosions. She is also an Empath.

Limitations: Emma needs to get UV rays to survive, or else she weakens over an hour period to the point of barely being able to move. Other than that, she cam become fatigued if she over-exerts her powers. Has to get, at the very least, 3 hours of radiation. She also can't be around a group of people numbering 10 or more, as her empathy will overpower her with emotions and cause her intense pain. Luckily for her, her empathy awareness only extends to a radius of 5 feet.

History: She was born into a normal middle class family. The first 15 years of her life were happy, she was popular, had many, what seemed to her, good friends. Then a few days after her "sweet sixteenth birthday party," she accidently blew up a globe in her World History class. Ever since then she was shunned by the rest of the school, called a "freak" almost all the time, and her boyfriend broke up with her, causing her to go home, and cry herself to sleep. Since she was shunned, she threw herself into her studies. When her empathy ability emerged, she was unable to go out in places with large groups of people, which made her miserable and lonely.
Alliance: Emma is allied to the X-men.

Relationships: Emma used to have a boyfriend, but the second he found out she was a mutant, he broke their relationship off. (open)

Emma/Solaris

Smiling, Emma got out of the green SUV her father drove, taking in the surroundings. She was wearing her usual outfit of dark coloured blue jeans, and a white t-shirt, with her hair in a simple ponytail. After the Prof. finished his speech, the future students mingled with one another. Sighing, she stood by her parents, watching longingly at the groups of teenagers. The emotions of everybody were already giving her a small headache, which could grow into a full fledged migraine if she got any closer to the large group of teenagers.

This sucks...I can't even talk to them because they're all in a group. It isn't fair! Emma thought sadly, as she turned around to walk away from the group, when she bumped into someone, causing her to fall down.

"Hello." A voice said.

[Bison Woes]

Name: Dierdre "Drey" Williams
Nickname: Osprey. Dierdre picked this nickname out of a hat, even though she hates water.
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Appearence: A very thin, tiny girl is the first impression many have. Standing just under five feet, Dierdre barely meets any health standards. She has to be tiny in order for herself to fly. Her dark brown hair is cut incredibly short, making her look boyish. Dierdre has larger eyes than most, allowing her to see objects clearly at about 100 feet in the air. Two large, brown bird-like wings pop out from a second pair of shoulder blades, making clothes hard to find and wear. With a 34 foot wingspan, it's a slightly impressive display when her wings are out. She wears whatever she can find that fits and that can be easily altered for her wings. Most shirts have to have the backs cut out with small strips to hold it on across her neck and back and down her spine. Dierdre has large muscles around her chest and back to be able to move her wings but very little fat. Claws adorn her fingers instead of nails. Her toes are longer than most humans, allowing her to use them as though they were second fingers. Claws also tip each one, making it hard for her to wear any sort of footwear.
Costume appearence: She doesn't have a set costume but usually is found wearing incredibly light weight material to ensure that her clothes don't weigh her down in flight. It mostly consists of a regular tank top with almost the entire back cut out and a pair of pants. She never wears shoes because of her feet.
Powers: Ability of flight due to two brown bird-like wings popping out from a second pair of shoulder blades and incredibly sharp vision. She is swift in the air but clumsy on the ground. Dierdre can carry light loads when flying but has not mastered carrying a full grown person.
Limitations: Dierdre can swim but doesn't because of her body's new make-up. Getting wet would make her unable to fly so she stays clear of water. Also has incredibly thin and small bones which are easy to break. A ten foot fall onto hard ground could spell life or death for her. Dierdre rarely fights hand to hand because of her physical limitations. She also has a hard time walking on two legs because of her thin bones and carrying two 16 foot wings is tough. She often goes about on all fours, putting most of the weight on her arms which are somewhat stronger. Because of her body's metabolism, she must eat a lot of protein and sugar (much more than normal human standards) to keep herself healthy. Too little makes her weak and unable to lift off.
History: Dierdre grew up in "the boondocks" as some people call it. Her family hadn't been very rich since the beginning but have tried their best to stay in the game. She never did well at school because she saw no reason on why she had to. Obsessed with superheroes, she often dreamed of becoming one instead of doing her homework. However, she has never had a nerve to do anything to help others at all. When her "powers" started to kick in, she hid in the swamps until her parents finally found her, completely changed after one week of living in the muck. They were quite surprised and almost shunned her until the Letter came in the mail. Dierdre kept to herself more than ever, often leaving out into the swamps and disappearing for days at a time. She always came back though, never being able to take full care of herself. Her trips into the swamp allowed her to gain some experience with her wings, especially in dodging and quick turns.
Alliance: Neutral at the moment but does not like to see people in pain and does whatever she can if she feels like she has to. However, she isn't what people consider brave and sometimes backs off when people need her.
Relationships: None really. Her parents reacted somewhat badly to her new look that switched a healthy girl into a somewhat monster and she will cut ties when she's away from them at school. She is incredibly nervous though and is not seeking any real relationships for quite a while.

Drey/Osprey

It hadn't been a comfortable ride. Forget the fact that wings made it incredibly painful to sleep on her back anymore. Riding in a car was murder on her back.
Luckily, her parents had borrowed an SUV from their friend, some car dealer or another. While her junk and clothes got to ride in the two seats, she curled up on the floor in the back, free from seatbelts and seatbacks. Although it wasn't very comfortable, especially when her father had to stop fast, she had managed to crawl out uninjured when they arrived. Dierdre winced at the heat of the asphalt. Bare feet and hands wasn't a great combination with hot ground. She ruffled her wings, wincing at their state. A couple of feathers appeared to be broken and were going to cause her some grief to dig them out.
When a man walked, er, wheeled up, she backed off, wings halfway spread. Too much going on at once, she figured, as he just said hello to her parents. She relaxed a little, folding the offending appendages against her back. They dragged a little but it wasn't too bad.
"This must be your daughter," he suddenly said, mvoing towards her.
Dierdre immediately tensed, settling back on her legs. It hurt to have so much weight blanacing on them but she did it so subconsciously, she didn't even notice it until her parents gave her 'a look.' She forced herself to relax, even though her feathers were still ruffled. She was smaller than him at this point, looking up at him. He seemed nice enough so why were her feathers still ruffled?
"I'm sure you'll fit in quite fine here," he said with a small smile.
Not knowing what else to do, she nodded slowly.
He seemed fine with that and moved on to the next family. She shook herself off, following after her parents with a strange flying run. Why did the ground have to be so hot? A couple of steps, flap, one, two, flap. Just enough to keep her hands and feet from being burnt.
However, she had mistimed one flap.
Unable to stop quickly, she collided with someone, female she suspected. It hadn't been that hard of a hit as she had been able to slow down to an almost complete stop. Dierdre fell as well, quite glad she felt grass instead of asphalt under her now. Shaking her head, she looked over at the person she'd run into. They were about the same height but her hair was a very deep black with weird highlights running through it. "Hello," she said at first, a little dumbly. "Er, sorry," she quickly apologized, getting back onto her hands and feet. As best as she could, she tried to help the teen to her feet.

[Everoy]

Name: Tyler “Ty” Marten
Nickname: Specter
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Appearance: Ty is 6'2" and weighs 140 lbs. with a slightly muscular build. His skin is tanned peach. He has ghostly white eyes and short blonde hair. He wears a long sleeve white shirt with a black vest over is and black jeans.
Costume appearance: He doesn't have a costume, but usually wears a black t-shirt and jeans when he actually plans to do something.
Powers: Ty can turn himself invisible, and while he's invisible, he can walk through walls. He can also levitate about three feet of the ground whether invisible or not.
Limitations: Ty cannot stay invisible for over an hour or he becomes extremely mentally and physically drained. If he levitates for over half-an-hour he gets a bit loopy.
History: Since he was young, Ty was always overlooked. He was a middle child, with an older brother and two twin sisters a year younger than him. He was always shy and unnoticed in school. One day in eighth he was walking home from school and he saw a shortcut through an alley. He came across a mysterious man who offered to give him a ride home. Ty knew not to accept rides from strangers, but he had gotten lost. He told the man his address. The man offered him a bottle of water and Ty accepted. The water tasted funny and Ty passed out. When he woke up he was on his front lawn. Nothing was stolen from him and he didn’t feel strange, so he didn’t mention it to his parents. The next morning, he woke up on the floor under his bed. During school, he felt even more invisible than usual. Between second and third period, he passed out in the hallway. Everyone who saw said it looked like he had fallen out of nowhere… He wasn’t ignored anymore, but everyone stared at him when he walked by and whispered about him, saying he was like a specter, so that was how he thought of himself… Specter. Over the next few years, he could control it more, and learned he could walk through walls, but he still went invisible at unexpected times now and then. A month before he got the letter of Prof. Xavier, he started levitating. When he got the letter, he convinced his parents it was for the best, and maybe he could finally be around people who wouldn’t ignore him or hate him.
Alliance: Neither (good) ATM, but will probably align himself with the X-Men.
Relationships: None, he tends to be a loner, but he will likely make some friends among his classmates.

.:|Tyler|:.

I stepped out of the car nervously. My first instinct was to look around. I saw a girl with wings and my eyes bugged out. And she was just the start... I began to walk around.
"Ty, don't go too far." My mother called.
"Don't worry, I won't..." I sighed. I kept walking, looking at, of all things, the ground, when suddenly I walked through someone.
"Huh?" I had gone invisible again... It happened whenever I wasn't really concentrating on anything. I became visible again.
"Sorry about that..." I said to the girl I walked through.
"It's okay!" She said cheerily. "What do you do? Well, obviously you go invisible, but do you do other things, too?"
I took my hands out of my pockets and held them at my sides as I started to levitate.
"Cool! Well, see you around." She marvelled, and then walked away.
She could have told me her name... I thought.
I then kept walking around, making an effort to stay visible.

[Ultimate Charizard]

Just gonna throw in a quick intro.

Name: Gavin Wynder
Nickname: CounterForce (prefers Gav in any situation though)
Age: 18
Gender: M
Appearence: Stands about 6ft tall. Blue eyes and Brown hair. Pretty Athletic but not overly built.
Costume appearence: Black Jumpsuit with a yellow belt and Yellow V shape running over his shoulders and across his chest
Powers: Energy Fields. Can create Powerfull Force fields in multiple forms to block most physical attack, this includes vibration attacks such as Sonic Energies (ie soundproofing) and Energy weapons. Once his shields are hit however they begin to charge, actually getting stronger rather than weaker and can then be focused into concussive energy blasts. The bigger the beating the shield takes the more powerfull the Attack. Also has short range Teleporting abiities.
Limitations: Is unable to launch any sort of attack without a shield being charged. Is just a normal guy physically. No super strength, resiliency or Agility etc.
History: Just an average guy. Average upbringing, average student, average athlete though usually enthusiastic at whatever he attempted. Discovered his powers at around 13. Was involved in prank that went wrong and was trapped in a burning building. As the building collapsed he managed to protect himself with a shield and Teleported clear. Always told his friends he managed to get out the back before it fell. Has never revealed his powers to anyone and is joining the school of his own accord, not his parents.
Alliance: Is a good guy but no allegiance yet as he doesnt know any other mutants and doesnt trust anyone yet.
Relationships: None. Is willing to make friends and can be very loyal but is untrusting at the moment due to societies view on mutants.
Other: Bamf's other off a cliff.
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Gav
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With a small backpack on my back i walked up the long winding driveway towards the house. 2 Black SUV's passed first and the image of a full VIP cavalcade flashed through my mind in comparison to my more humble image. The arrival of a couple more normal cars removed the image.
As i caught up with the assembled families i looked around. The whole scene was tense though a bald guy in a wheel chair was doing his best to diffuse the situation. I had seen him on TV. Charles Xavier himself. Behind him stood a line of what i assumed were teachers and other students. They looked a little official all dressed in similar, though not identical black outfits, almost Militaristic like some bunch of heavies standing guard over their boss. All except one kid in the middle looked confident and experienced. The one in the middle seemed to be trying too hard.
In comparison the families, and future students were giving off a clumsy and nervous air. One girl seemed extremely on edge. Her barefeet danced on the roadway like a Cat on hot bricks as my parents would have said, though the fact she had a pair of huge bird like wings kinda ruined the metaphor.

[kalad1]

Name: Melody Lane
Nickname: Emerald
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Appearence: She stands at a height of 5'4", and has brown hair that takes on a reddish tint when the sun hits it just right. Her eyes are a vibrant green color and her hair is down to her shoulders in a single braid. She normally wears black jeans, a grey T-shirt, and a black denim jacket. Also, at all times a blood pressure/pulse monitor is strapped around her wrist.
Costume appearence: She wears a black leotard and a Dark Green set of pants, over which she wears a dark green cloak. She also still has the wrist monitor.
Powers: She is able to produce, shape, and kinetically control a tough, durable form of emerald green crystal. She can currently produce and control about five cubic feet of the material, though she's working on expanding that. Also, the crystal rapidly breaks down when she stops controlling it.
Limitations: When using her powers, her blood pressure rises, and after around five to ten minutes it begins to get too high, causing her to get a nosebleed and pass out, not to mention the long term possibility of a stroke or other related problems.
History: Melody has always been rather bookish, being a chronic reader, causing her to mostly be a loner througout her school career, only having a couple like minded people for friends. The best friend she's ever had is one known as Jane Fairbrooks, an aspiring artist. Life for Melody has been, up until the last year, uneventful, until a year ago, her powers emerged. Throughout the day that it happened, she'd been plagued with a nasty headache and when over at Jane's house, she suddenly produced a block of the crystal, and passed out. Jane has kept the secret from those who haven't needed to know, and actively supported Melody's decision to accept the offer in Xavier's letter.
Alliance: Allied with X-men
Relationships: Her friend Jane lives not more than a good day away, so she can visit her when she desires, other than that, open.
Other:


Melody "Emerald"
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I sighed as the car hit another bump in the road, dad seemed to hit every one that he could come across. Meanwhile, mom was in her "Lawyermom" mode, giving me not so helpful advice.

"Now, Honey, Try and make some more friends while you're at this school, okay? You never know who might turn out to be important, or influential."

I sighed, it was always like this, try to make more friends, get more extracurricular activities, break through that glass ceiling. I could only hope this would be interesting. I was glad of the change of scenery, but I had a sneaky feeling that mom would take the opportunity to renovate the house now that I was out of the way. I shrugged off the comments my mom was letting out, and decided to get some practice in.

Concentrating, I forced a small ball of crystal to form in my hand, and proceeded to force it into varied shapes. All too soon, the headaches set in, but I'd learned to deal with those. Ignoring them, I kept it up, until I heard my wristband let off a chirp, and I released the clump of crystal, allowing my blood pressure to go down.

"Honey, we're there." I heard mom call out, and I nodded, picking up my backpack from the seat next to me and pulling out the copy of Machiavelli's The Prince that I had with me, and I began reading as I stepped out of the car.

[God of Death]

Emma/Solaris

"Its okay." Emma said softly, smiling at the winged girl. Accepting the girl's hand, she got up off the ground. Since Emma's empathy couldnt be turned off, only dampened, and the winged girl was radiating nervousness, Emma sent out a calm feeling to her, in hopes of calming her down. It appeared to have worked, so Emma continued to talk.

I think I've found a new friend...I hope. She thought.

"What's your name? Mine's Emma." Emma said, suddenly feeling nervous herself. She feared being rejected again, but she quickly attempted to squash that feeling down. Emma had always had a small fear of being rejected since everyone at her former school rejected her. It didn't help that her empathy picked up on everyone's hostility for her.

[Bison Woes]

Drey/Osprey

Feeling a little better for some reason, Dierdre settled back onto all fours. Her legs had already complained of the excess weight and her joints weren't too happy with her. She hadn't been this kind for...well, quite a while. Then again, she had cut all connections with everyone not her family as wings plus human equaled freak.
"I'm Dierdre but people call me Drey," she said, feeling that she should at least introduce herself. Emma had told her her name so it was at least fair.
She stood back up on her hands and feet, looking around. "There's a lot of people here," Drey said softly, not really knowing what else to say. She never did like talking to people. Many of them had a strong accent or talked too slow for her to pay attention to. Emma seemed all right as her feathers had stopped ruffling and were returning to their natural position. "I hope this place will be all right," she babbled a bit.

[Asilynne]

Name: Brittany Chance

Nickname: Lunepine (she originally opted for Lunar Lupine, but her little sister told her it was far too long and rather corny at that)

Age:17

Gender: Female

Appearence: Long almost white blond hair with a fluffy feathery appearance, piercing green eyes. Is pretty tall for a girl, standing close to 6 ft tall, though not quite. Has a well proportined body, not overly skinny, and a well toned frame.The skin you can see has a slight tan to it. Sounds about normal right? Guess again. She has a light feathery brushing of white fur over her arms from the shoulder to the elbow, and from her collar bone to mid stomach (so if she wanted to, she could go shirtless but she has modesty lol) her ears look like big fluffy wolfs ears and she has a long slender but fluffy wolf-like tail (dont worry shes not a werewolf, its just for appearances ^-~) Think Nightcrawler, in the way that her outward appearance has mutated along with her power. Usually dresses in long sleeved shirts that arent low cut when going out in public, more for her familys sake than hers. When her fur is showing people tend to stare, knowing what she is but she doesnt particulary care.

Costume appearence: Blue and black spandex with a hole in the back for the tail, a crescent moon shape on her headband (Im not good with superhero costumes so if anyone has any suggestions LOL)

Powers: The power to influence gravity in herself and the world around her. She can make herself as heavy or as light as she wants, as well as create pockets of varying gravity in the area around her, up to 30 ft away.

Limitations: Her power waxes and wanes with the moon. When its a new moon she can barely do anything, and what powers she has are limited to herself only. When its a full moon she has the potential to do so much more. However right now, since shes relatively new at the school, her powers work unconsiously, and when she thinks too hard about it she cant do anything, it just has to come naturally. She still has a little more training to do to realise the full extent of her powers.

History: Always had a fascination with the moon. She felt alive when it was full, and depressed when it wasnt in the sky. At birth she had ears that were longer than the norm, but the doctors passed it off as a birth abnormality, and since she was able to hear fine, it was deemed harmless. She discovered her powers one day when she was being forced to go to the doctor. She remembered getting a shot once before and so rooted herself to the spot, her dad (who can bench press 350 lbs) found it impossible to lift her. It was later found that she went from 92 pounds to 635 lbs in a matter of seconds, with no real ill effects to speak of. After this her dad knew she wasnt normal, but for a few years no other instances have occured, until her 13th year she began to sprout the white fur, during the course of this year she grew the ears and tail the way it is today, and so was taken out of school and homeschooled to hide this fact from the world. In order to protect his daughter from mutant haters they moved, and she lost the friends she had. When before she a popular likable girl, now she was alone, with only her little sister and her dad as friends. She hated the change at first, due to her newfound lonliness, but her dad and sister kept her spirits up, telling her that she was like this for a reason, and that it was special. So with her old confidence nearly back, she looks forward to attending the Profs school and being with others who are also 'special'.

Alliance: X-Men, but more neutral than anything else.

Relationships: Open, she has a dad and a little sister named Selene (14 years old)

Other: Gambit is sexy ^v^

~~Brittany Chance/ Lunepine~~

My ears twitched a little nervously as they always did when I didnt feel entirely comfortable. Sure, these people were like me, 'freaks' as the rest of the world called us, but I still wasnt sure how they would be. Friendly? Hostle? I wasnt really sure. A lot of mutants were treated even worse than me, and that could have changed them. But most of all, people were people no matter what. And these mutants, though we were all in the same boat, could be as cruel as some humans.

Suddenly I felt a tug on my silvery white tail. Looking to the side of me I saw my little sister, Selene, grinning mischeviously. "Tails are not for tugging, brat," I said with a gentle smile as I tapped her with it. She laughed and poked at me. "Stop thinking too hard, your going to have fun. In fact, I wish I were a freak so I could go too!"
I couldnt help but laugh. My sister always did that to me. She always seemed to be able to diffuse a tense situation as easily as breathing, and while her quips could get annoying sometimes I appreciated them now.
A sadness came over me suddenly. "Im really going to miss you and dad," I said, trying not to choke up. I realised this would be the first time ever I would be without them, and live in an entirely different place. It bothered me a bit cause I was starting to feel homesick already. My familys always been there for me, through everything.
"Dont worry Brit we ll visit, just think of it like an adventure! And make sure you call every week," my dad said, glancing in the rearview. I nodded as the car pulled up to the school. Getting out I gave both of them a hug and reluctantly stepped away to inspect the other students. Rubbing the fur on my arm absently I stepped towards them warily. Some of them were obvious to see why they were here, the girl with wings, the boy who went invisible. But some werent so obvious. I saw a boy with long hair and long sideburns, with hairy arms. Well he wont think Im too hairy... I thought to myself. Smiling I stepped towards him.
"Hi, Im Brittany..."
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Blah too short lol but there it is! *tags Heald*

[Heald]

Name: Robert McCarthy
Nickname: Werekid (will initially insist on being called 'Wereman')
Age: 16
Gender: Male

Appearance: As outlined in powers, he can transform. For a 16 year old, he has more facial and body hair than one would expect, especially his sideburns, back, legs and arms. He shaves regularly. His hair is long and messy and is a dark brown. He is about 5' 11". His canines are quite fang-shaped. His eyebrows are quite bushy too. He might look small but is in fact quite muscular and agile. Normally wears a t-shirt, jeans and trainers. His forms are outlined below :

Wereboar - Grows to about 6' 4", dark brown hair envelops his body and he grows plumper. His nose becomes a snout, his ears pointed and tusks grow on his mouth. His feet and hands become hooves. Will usually walk around on all fours in this form.
Werewolf - Grows to about 6' 8", silver-greyish hair envelops his body and he grows more muscular. His face becomes more canine complete with wet black nose and larger, sharper teeth. His hands become more paw-like with large claws. Can walk on his hind legs.
Werebear - Grows to about 7', black hair envelops his body and he grows much largered. Has a wet black nose and larger sharper teeth. He also has large sharp claws.

Costume Appearance: Wears a black full-body costume with a stretchy black costume covering only his torso, groin and thighs. Obviously when he transforms, the inner costume rips but the stretchy costume remains on his person.

Powers: As his name might suggest, he can transform in animal-human forms. This depends on the time of the Lunar Month (although he does not actually have to see the moon to transform). If the moon is waxing, he can transform into a wereboar. If the moon is nearly full or full, then he can transform into a werewolf. If the moon is waning, he can transform into a werebear. Each form has its own abilities :
Wereboar - the fastest of the forms and able to charge and ram
Werewolf - the most agile and able to leap great heights
Werebear - the strongest of the forms
Limitations: Obviously he can't control which form he wants. He can transform at any time, but his powers are more developed at night than at day. He also can't transform if he doesn't have enough strength or energy.
History: He has come from England to join the Institute. He has been plagued by his forms and begged his parents to let him go to America to join the Xavier school. They reluctantly accepted and he is currently living there until term begins. As for his powers, they manifested when he was 14 and at first he wasn't able to control them after sundown, but he has trained himself at least to keep himself from transforming unwillingly.
Alliance: X-Men
Relationships: None so far.
Other: An adept flutist.

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As I was a new recruit, I had to go outside to meet the others, even though I had already been there a few days. I came downstairs and noticed that there were already a bunch of people talking amongst themselves and showing off their powers. I didn't really know how to introduce myself, so I started fiddling with my dirty, claw-like nails. Suddenly a voice came out of nowhere.
"Hi, Im Brittany..."
I sort of jumped and turned around. A tall, silvery furry girl was talking to me. This was kind of weird - back home, I was considered a bit of a freak for being so hairy and hardly any boys would talk to me, let alone girls. However, I guess this girl understood that. I was slightly nervous.
"Hiya, I'm Robert, but most people just call me Robbie."
There was a pause. I blurted out,
"So I guess you're a mutant too. What's your power?"
She paused for a bit then spoke,
"It's hard to explain. I can control gravity, but how I can depends on the moon, but I'm not if you'd understand..."
My ears twitched at this.
"Oh totally! My powers rely completely on the moon!"
Her eyes widened.
"Really?"
"Oh yes. You see, I'm sort of a werewolf-thingy."
She giggled.
"Sorry, you sound a bit funny. Are you English?"
I blushed slightly.
"Yes, I haven't really been over here long, and the Professor hasn't let me seen much of America yet. This is my first visit."
"So anyway, what do you mean, 'a werewolf-thingy''?"
I thought a bit.
"Well, the Moon decides what animal I transform into. It's nearly a new Moon I think, so my form should be a bear."
"Can you transform now?"
I looked around.
"Not really. I haven't brought many clothes and I can't afford to rip them. The Professor gave me a costume I could transform safely in but it's in my room."
"So what are your other forms?"
"A boar and a wolf. Each of the teachers here seem to have a nickname, so I chose Wereman."
She giggled again.
"Wereman? You're more like Werekid!"
I blushed again.

[God of Death]

OOC: Argh! Short Post..This pink-eye stuff is melting my brain.

Emma/Solaris

"You have a nice name." Emma said, glancing at the crowd that was slowly moving over to the two.

"There's alot of people here." Drey said softly. Emma nodded, turning her attention back to Drey. She was getting nervous again, so she projected more calming feelings at her.

"Yeah." Emma said softly, becoming slightly more nervous as the crowd continued to move over to them.

"I hope this place is alright." Drey babbled on, causing Emma to smile slightly. She could tell Drey didn't like talking to people.

"Me too." Emma said, her headache getting slightly worse. She rubbed her temples, wincing at the loud sounds. Emma really hated large groups of people, as whenever they got into her 5 foot radius, she got a major migraine, which was pratically debilitating.

"Umm...can we move over there? My empathy ability is giving me a headache because of the crowd." Emma asked quietly, wincing as her headache slowly got worse.

[Bison Woes]

Drey/Osprey

"Umm...can we move over there? My empathy ability is giving me a headache because of the crowd."
Drey looked up at her, blinking a little in surprise. "Sure," she said, sticking to the grass. She caught a glance of her parents talking to a couple of other adults. However, she didn't know if that was a good or bad thing.
The two settled on the outskirts of the crowd, near a surprisingly large tree. Drey lied down in the shade, letting her arms and legs rest. Unconsciously, her wings spread a little to help cool her off.
"So, you have empathy powers?" she asked. That would explain why she was feeling more at ease. "That's cool." Well, that seemed like the right thing to say. "I just fly around."

[Dr.McNinja]

Name: Remy Etienne LeBeau

Nickname: Gambit

Age: 28

Gender: Male

Appearance: See attached picture, I’m assuming this is Pre-Death Gambit…mostly on the assumption that Death’d have better things to do than teach >_>

Costume appearence: Same as the picture, though he has grown his hair out a bit more (mid-neck length)

Powers: Gambit can charge objects with energy, causing them to become explosive upon striking any object with some force. The “technical” way his powers work (or at least the way I’ve understood them) is that Gambit is able to cause all of the potential energy in an object to release at once, causing a violent explosion in the process. Gambit is only able to charge objects that he touches and then only inanimate ones (no power-up in this RP). Gambit’s ability to control energy also seems to have given him some increase in agility, making him a proficient fighter at either hand-to-hand or with his bo staff. Finally, Gambit seems to have some minor “charm” powers that make others more amicable towards his ideas though the power is far from strong and can easily be overcome by those with strong wills.

Limitations: As said before, Gambit can only use his powers on inanimate objects, so he couldn’t just grab a bad guy and cause them to explode (darn). He has no superhuman durability so he relies on his agility to prevent himself from getting smushed by those stronger than him. Other than that, his powers aren’t that overwhealming to need too many limits.

History: Jeez…uh…here this’ll save my typing fingers from falling off http://www.marvel.com/universe/Gambit I don’t know at what point in the X-Men history this is taking place in so if you want to specify that I can give a shortened version of his history up to that point. The only specifics that I need to stress is that, in this RP, Gambit is his normal powered self, not the super-powered version he was for a brief time after Sinister worked with him.

Alliance: X-Men/Neither (Gambit’s loyalties have been known to be in question throughout his tenure with the X-Men so I’m leaving this a bit open)

Relationships: Has an on/off relationship with Rogue (who I guess I’ll NPC if no one takes her) that is marred mostly by their inability to physically touch due to Rogue’s powers. Is friendly with most of the X-men though there is some tension due to his criminal upbringing (less due to the fact that he was a criminal and more about his mindset and behavior).

Other: Gambit can speak French fluently and is a master thief (though a bit out of practice due to his years with the X-men)


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Remy grinned as the new kids started to arrive, it always amused him to watch the trepidation and excitement on thier faces, they'd learn what was in store for them soon enough. Glancing down the line of X-men, Remy's smile widened, it looked like the new kids weren't the only ones a bit nervous, the ice kid looked like Christmas had come early. Returning his gaze ahead of him, the frenchman flexed his shoulders a bit, the Professor hadn't even started to talk and he was already getting stiff, looked like it was going to be a long morning.

(OOC: Yeah, nothing much else to say at this point)

[Crazy Elf Boy]

Name: Matt Bennet
Nickname: Fear
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Appearence: He stands about 5'8" with short black hair, dull blackish eyes and a scar across his left cheek. He normally wears dark coloured T-shirts with long pants. Carries a small dagger attached to his belt as a little trinket.
Costume Appearence: His costume is jet black robes with a black cape that give him a lot of maneuverability.
Powers: He has the power to manipulate the energy of shadows, inspiring fear into others and weiled shadow for attacks etc.
Limitations: He really doesn't like using his powers unless he is in trouble cause the last time he used them at will he accidently killed his best friend.
History: He discovered his powers at the age of 7 when he realised that animals didn't like him and he shot a squirrel out of a tree using the power of shadows. At high school he was picked on a lot becuase people "labled" him as a freak. This eventually lead to him geting angry and using his powers to fight back which lead to his friend being killed by accident, after that he vowed never to use his powers agin.
Alliance: X-Men
Relationships: None at the moment, but open
Other:

§§~*~*Matt*~*~§§

I stepped out of my car and stepped back to take a look at the size of this school. I looked around to see who else would be attending the school, there were multitudes of "freaks" around. People that looked like animals or just had weird features. Matt knew that even though he didn't look it he was a "freak" to.

I walked along the path towards the door, birds scattered from the tree as I walked by. Animals didn't like me they always hated me. I continued past the ornate fountain towards the door, I had already saw that people were making friends.

I kept moving along the path and sat down on a bench waiting for the first class to begin.


Absolutely nothing else to add

[kalad1]

Melody Lane "Emerald"
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I snapped the book shut, having dog-eared the page I was on. So far, it made several very good points about how, in favor of stability, it was reasonable to sacrifice morality. I began to wander a bit, thinking to myself. I got so deep in thought that I didn't watch where I was going.

Mom and dad were acting funny this morning, like they wanted to tell me something, but couldn't, or couldn't bring themselves to talk to me about it. Either way, they'd been entirely too quiet this morning, Dad hadn't gotten into one of his usual rants about what a jerk his father had been, and mom hadn't gone into "lawyermom" mode until the drive over. I'll have to ask them about it when I get the chance, though I guess it can wait till I can ask over the phone. I wonder how Jane is-

At that precise moment, I bumbed into someone, and looked up to see who it was.


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Shorter than I'd like, but oh well, tag to whoever's interested.

[God of Death]

Emma/Solaris

"Thats just one of my abilities. My main one is that I convert UV rays into an energy source to cause explosions. Only downside is that I have to get at least 3 hours of UV rays, or else I'll weaken to the point of barely being able to move." Emma said softly. She really didn't like her abilities that much. Sitting down besides Drey, Emma stared at the sky, a peaceful smile on her face.

"Flying sounds much better than my abilities." Emma said, leaning back against the tree. She yawned tiredly. It had been a long trip, around four hours, so she was very tired. However she knew she couldn't go to sleep right now, because if she fell asleep she wouldn't wake up. It took forever for someone to wake her up normally, but if someone said breakfeast was nearly over, she'd wake up in a second. It was a source of amusement for her parents. The only other way to wake her up was to dump ice cold water on her, but that was basically suicidal, as she'd attempt to bodily harm the person.

"What are your favorite things to do? My favorite thing to do is to listen to my Irish music collection." Emma said suddenly, wanting to learn more about her new friend.

[Bison Woes]

Drey/Osprey

Although she hadn't really understood what Emma had said about her powers, it had made some sort of sense. Somehow. She wasn't a science geek or actually really any kind of geek so this 'UV' junk made as much sense to her as baiting alligators.
"Flying's not that great if you have to take care of these things," she mumbled, stretching out her wings above her. "Can't ride in cars normally, sleep on a bed comfortably, walk like everyone else," she sighed. "Then again, I bet we all have our downsides." That had probably been the most philosophical thing she had ever said in her life. A change of environment did do the mind good.
"What are your favorite things to do? My favorite thing to do is to listen to my Irish music collection," Emma said, looking down at her.
"Never heard Irish music," Drey replied, looking across the grounds. Never had she been so comfortable talking with someone so casually. "I do, um, like classical though," she mumbled softly. "I do play a few video games," she said quickly, changing the subject. "That and I did use to dance a little though. Until I got wings, I did," she grumbled.

[-/Deathborn/-]

*This is an LSU*


Name: Edgar Gabinanni
Nickname: None really. Sometimes called “Dr. Geek”, “Mr. Genius” and “God of Technobabble” on occasion.
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Appearance: About 5’4’’, blue eyes, ruffled black hair. He wears a usual plaid suit with a blue undershirt, and thatch pants. He’s your general geek. When not “at work” (at lab) he wears black jeans, black t-shirt, and sometimes goggles.

Costume appearance: Since he stays at the school all the time, he never wears a costume.

Powers: He is a genius, but not that “child prodigy” type. He knows all the scientific knowledge on this planet and maybe even extra-terrestrial knowledge…no one really knows the limits his mind has. He’s always open for learning, and some teachers exclude him from class because he’s too good. The other side is that he never forgets any of it. His subconscious mind reaches out and essentially copy and pastes knowledge from everyone around him into his brain. Mainly the scientific knowledge.

Limitations: He may get increasingly unstable if he doesn't’t think for an extended amount of time. And headaches. REALLY bad ones. Like the ones that make you go insane. The ones that even overdosing on Advil won’t help with. Some wonder how he sleeps…if he ever does. He actually works out equations in his head. Sometimes getting up in the night to write it down then get some more sleep only to wake up minutes later with another equation. So he’s almost always red-eyed, somewhat agitated, but he’ll get better eventually.

History: He was a prodigy at a young age. He was always interested in the world of science and space. At age 13 he started getting really bad headaches. He found out (and so did his parents) that he would have to be constantly thinking about anything scientific to keep the headaches down. Soon he started inventing things that normal 13-year old boys don’t worry about-portable generators, Laptops as powerful as a supercomputer, and finally, at age 15, a Quantum Computer. When he turned it on, most of the power in the state was gone in about 10 seconds flat. All to get 30 seconds of usage. That was when the Letter came. His IQ started skyrocketing constantly. He was given the biggest room (complete with lab, computers, and a workshop with access to any material needed). His parents still visit him occasionally. He is often “everyone’s repairman” because he helped build and maintain some of the devices. Currently he’s gathering all sorts of stuff for another invention.

Alliance: Neutral. If someone needs some wacky invention, he’ll do it if you pay him a pretty penny. And I mean a really shiny and pretty penny.

Relationships: He and McCoy often have a rapid Q&A that some say that is one of those “have to see to believe” because they fire off questions and answer them faster than anyone alive. Ironically, he likes socializing. Mainly when that one experiment goes horribly wrong and needs an emotional lift. Edgar is often the envy of many students because of his smarts and because he was never marked a “Freak” in school (for the short time he was in school). He is often seen running around with paper and pencil going to either his room/lab or some classroom. Many of the teachers try to avoid him as a temporary substitute, to avoid him boring the students.

Other: 98% of his life is at his lab/workshop/computer. He always has a writing implement with him. Paper is his godsend. It means that he’ll be writing down the latest quantum physics on a napkin in 5 seconds flat if put near one. Often, his inventions and experiments go awry in the most comic way possible. He’ll also deny accidents to his dying breath. Actually, Xavier was planning to put non-disclosure agreements in every letter because some of the stuff was government related. And nuts all at the same time. He’s half-Russian, half-Canadian. A combo that spells trouble.

Edgar "Dr. Geek" Gabinanni

Oh, it was that introduction day. And I had better things to do. I could introduce myself later. Xavier didn't really mind unless everything went horribly wrong...but luckily most of what I did wasn't so as much that tempramental.
I was trying to fix that new gadget of mine-a Space Window generator. Feed it coordinates and it shows you what there is at that point in space. I was always sneaking "items" needed for it into my lab from anywhere. One of which was a couple of toasters. The cafeteria wasn't going to be too happy about that. Luckily, most of the other equipment I bought off the internet using my own money. The device itself was a ring made of hollow steel held up with lots of internal machinery. I often took some titantium, hollowed it, then put wires through it, then wraped the whole thing around like a coil on the steel to serve as...nevermind. I'll just turn it on. After tinkering with some of the various switches and codes, I went over to the master control panel and flipped the "on" switch. The device started making odd churning noises. Some sparks went flying. Then a laser fired from one side of the ring to the other. Then another, then soon the hole was gleaming blue. Soon, that screen of blue lasers started flashing. The device went into overdrive. Soon, the flashing stopped. I was suprised it even started up.
"WAHOO!! IT WORKS!"
Of course, fate hating me always, the master alarms started blaring and flashing red all over my lab.
"Oh, no..."
Sparks were flying, and lightning started blasting from the generated window, which I didn't even look into yet! I started un-plugging everything, and eventually, I paused as I was about to unplug the control panel. I looked towards the window, and I saw something comming up VERY fast. It was swirling, and had a big black spot in the center of the purple clouds...
Black Hole. I saw some of my lighter weight stuff start shaking torwards the device. Black Hole=anything smaller gets pulled in, so I started throwing all the switches to "off", and the window sparked and shook, then flashed. I pulled the wires and the device shut itself down. The window just flashed out of existance. Maybe I should double-check those coordinates next time. Maybe I'll try Pluto next time. At least the machines did what I wanted them to do.
"Whew." Another day of a genius' life. I went into the "non-geek" part of my room which was behind another door, and put on my nerd clothes. Well, all in making a good first impression. At least I didn't have any glasses.
The hallway between my room and the rest of the rooms went like this-first there's a three-story staircase to ground level, then pass through a
sheilded door into the hallways. I speedily paced over to the main doors. Trying to wipe off any excess dust from my face. Then I was at the door, paused, breathed, then walked out where all the new students were.
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Tag to anyone. Mainly the new students, but anyone will do.