Gaia name: Laurenathanlas
Name: Christina Lewis (Chris)
Powers:
1. Wind blades
2. Tornado blast (not under full control, still in the works)
3. Flight
App:
Bio: Christina is a seemingly average teenager. She is a straight A student, takes part in the student council and plays on a few sports team. After all her school activities are done she has a few small jobs a few days a week. A hard worker and never a complaint from her lips. You’d never suspect by her school life and work that Chris has anything to worry or by sad about. Yet she does, and masks it well. Since her second year of middle school, Chris has lived on her own in a nearby apartment building. She doesn’t say anything about her life at home and as long as her tuition for school is paid every semester, the fact that she lives alone is nonexistent. The reason Chris lives alone is her own preference. It was a decision she made after a family accident which claimed the lives of her two brothers and mother during a family road trip. She hasn’t see her father in years, he returned home to put himself back together. He makes sure to send Chris cards, presents, and money every month, but doesn’t bother to pick up the phone and call or fly out to see her. Chris has learned to live with it and is just glad he cares enough to send her mail to make sure she is alright and well taken care of. Though it is unknown to him that Chris is living alone, he believes she is staying with friends. How could she tell her friends, how could she tell anyone what she’s going through? Not when so many depend on her cheery mood and warm personality to get them through a rough day. No, and that’s why she doesn’t act sad or upset outside her apartment. Just because she would rather see people smiling and happy then sad and crying. Chris will step out of her way to help her friends, classmates, coworkers, and even strangers on the street if they need some help. It was a little after she started high school when she noticed the odd powers brewing inside herself. Calling a breeze or gust of wind actually came when she asked for it. It was all strange but like her life at home she learned to hide it and work with it on her own. Now she has control over a few moves but stronger things are a little tricky, her mind isnt balanced enough to control the strength of wind.
Other: Chris is a fan of the teen titans, like many high school girls. She enjoys hearing about what sort of danger thrill and excitement the group of superheroes gets involved with each and every day.
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Gaia name:
Name: Ellir
Powers:
Shimmering (a form of teleportation)
Tele-empathy
Danger sense (herself only)
Good at fighting
App: 
Bio: Ellir grew up in an environment where she was not only encouraged to use her powers, but taught how to harness them. She was a second generation tele-empath, her mother having the power as well. In fact, her family had a long history of powers. It was because of these powers that people came after Ellir and her mother when Ellir was ten. They fled but Ellir's mother was caught. Ellir has no idea what happened to her mother but she plans to find out. It's been a number of years since Ellir's mother was taken and Ellir lives her life on the run. Her ability to shimmer comes in handy and she never stays in one place for too long.Ellir is an overall likable girl. She loves to have a good time and likes to flirt. She sometimes comes off as full of herself because is very confident. Generally an easy going girl. However, she does have an attitude and a mean streak. She is slightly resentful, but loves and cares deeply for those who gain her trust.
Other: She great at kickboxing. She sometimes wonders if the Teen Titans would help her track down her mother and the people that took her but has, thus far, refrained from going to them.
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Gaia name: Seasoned Samurai
Name: Arc
Powers:
He controls fire.
He can levitate.
He uses fire to shoot off the arsenal of bullets he keeps on him.
App:
Bio: Arc was raised in the Downtown Las Vegas. His father was a famous magician, and his mother was his assistance on stage. Fire mastery was his focus, and he used it on stage. Many other performers were jealous, and found his source to be a charm he kept on his person. Someone killed him, and stole what he thought was the charm. The real charm was given to Arc when he was much younger. The tricks that he was using were just illusions on stage. Arc took the charm, and worked his way to Jump city. He takes his time up on by Stopping villains, and taking rewards for his actions.
Other: Has a crush on Starfire.
[Toc] - [Rules] - [Story] - [Profiles] - [Good] - [Neutral] - [Villains] - [Open]
Chris woke up a little after sunrise, shivering a little as she rose out of bed. She had spent much of the night outside again. Chris wanted to practice using her powers but with everything she did, the only time she had was at night. Even in the summer though, when you play with the wind you get cold quickly. Showering and dressing in her school uniform, Chris set her up a good hearty breakfast, reading the morning paper as she ate. It was friday, not only did she have the afternoon off from work and after school classes but it was payday. Were she would still need to go to work but only to pick up her paychecks. Chris gave a small giggle into her cup of coffee. She loved payday, liked to have a little spending money just like any teenager. Chris cleaned up her dishes as soon as she finished, gathering her school bag and putting her shoes on. The last thing she did before leaving her home was take a few vitamins as she stepped out her door and locked it. Vitamins, they were the only thing keeping her going and free of illness. She couldnt afford to be sick, so many depended on her.
E l l i r
Izzy sat in the park, the smoke from a freshly lit cigarette rose into the air, he inhaled the smoke from the cancer stick, "This will probably be the death of me." He said to himself. The park had a pond where ducks swam, What filthy creatures. He thought as he continued to smoke his cigarette. Izzy sat back in the bench, watching the people going for their morning runs, "They'll all realize this is for nothing, we're only here for a short time, so make the best of it, why run?" He mumbled to himself. Soon enough, the cigarette was gone and so was he, just the wooden frame of the bench was left, the metal legs were gone, Izzy took them for his own use.