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[a la grapefruit]

Sophie Adelaide Parks
" t h e___d r y___c h i l d___s t a n d i n g___i n___t h e___p o u r i n g___r a i n "
stand in the rain, stand your ground.

I live in a castle by the sea.

yeah, more like a loft
a block from a pond

in a city full of people I really don't know

I'm sure I'm not their favorite
person, though.

I'm a little on the
...odd side....

Yeah, rain never touches me,
but, really, I'm only a little odd.

F R E A K of N A T U R E,

much.

I had a nice life for the first few years,
I was a happy little child.

that was before the incident/
that changed everything

Yes, the [********] incident/

we use to live near the beach,
and I liked to run in the waves and such,
like any normal child does,

I was five.

well the waves weren't coming,
not as big as they usually did.
I fused and fused,
my father explained
why the waves weren't coming.

I was five, did he really think I would understand?

well I squirmed my way out of his arms
and back to the edge,
where the small little waves barely hit my feet,
and I threw my arms up over my head,
that's when a huge wave,
out of nowhere
came and hit me, knocking me to the ground.
I got up and ran back and did it again.

my parents were amazed,
and scared.
let's just say,
we tried to live away from water
for a few years

well that's the past,
I don't like dwelling on past events,
I've lived in Seaside, Florida.
that's where the incident took place.
then the small little rainy town,
was London, yes London.
thought a cultural experience would do me good.

ha!

then we moved to Arizona.
It barely ever rained where we were,
I hated it.
So now I'm here,
nineteen and in
a place I enjoy.

I'm sure you're wondering,
what I can and can't do,
well I'll make it simple for you.
Water
I control Water,
it's as simple as that.
anything that is water

(ice, mist, rain)

I can control,
and use for good or evil.
It's all up to me,

I'm too nice to use it for evil though,
I have a heart.
and I wanna help this city,
even if I'm not accepted by it.

I love the city,
and the people in it.
It's just, I don't talk much.

don't speak until spoken to

if I loosen up,
and actually talk to you.
I'm a very carefree kinda person
things don't really bother me

you don't want me upset,
it won't end well for you

[a la grapefruit]

Nolan Ailes.
" t h e___i d e a l i s t___w h o___w i l l___m o v e___y o u,___a n d___e v e r y t h i n g___a r o u n d___y o u "
my mind isn't the only thing up in the clouds these days.

A poet.
A star-gazer,
romantic or,
i d e a l i s t?

That is, if you would allow your mind to wander,
away from it's shell,
just for this single moment,
in this frame of time.
Take a minute.
Consider this fragment of a thought.

Gravity.

Gravity.

G r a v i t y.

It isn`t definite.
No matter what you think.

Hard to imagine right?
Well, it`s like that with me.
Don`t mistake it for telekinetic, no.
I can`t make objects explode, or any of that,
but,
I can make things float, or become heavier.
I could make your chestplate collapse under an
unknown force but I wouldn`t
do that.
I don`t see the point.
But my favourite thing to do is F L Y.
Try it sometime, oh wait.
You can`t, can you?

Having a single mother who was
a politician taught me one thing -
people tended to do
what you wanted when you were nicer to them,
helped them with whatever.
It was supposedly
" the easiest trick in the book "

But it`s the best trick,
and I find myself using it to the fullest.

The little things always seem to be best.
A help with the door,
picking up things that fell out of clumsy hands,
small courtesies people don`t honour nowadays.
People, as suprised as they are,
seem to pass along the favour to someone else.
That`s how I`m using it to the fullest.

F L Y I N G ;
It`s so exilirating, feeling your ears
pop without having to be in a plane,
having your hair fly behind you and air whip
and chill your skin through your clothes, and hurt your teeth
because you`re smiling so big
and so hard, and god, it`s so cold up here.
but i love it.
i love it i love it i love it. can you blame me?
it`s like a miniature escape from my overbearing mother,
and my " duties " as her child.
You would love it too, trust me.

But I knew I was never alone,
and I knew that because of my cousin.
She hit me with her lightning and I, suprised,
threw her across the room.
My bad.
Too bad, I only saw her twice before she got carted off
to some place I don't even know.
Hey, she was the one who was stupid,
and couldn`t control anything she was doing.

My mother still doesn`t know
Dear god, no. And she'll never know.
She`d make me kill her competitors,
she`d take advantage of everything that has to do
with gravity.
Because she doesn`t respect it,
or m e for that matter.
s**t.

T H E ● P L A N ;
I want to break out of this
nineteen year-old shell of
mine and finally do something other
than accompany my mom to her stupid
press conferences and be a good kid.
so she doesn't get bad media coverage.
I actually want to do something,
well,
I don`t know. Substantial?
I want to save some people.

I want to be a [********] hero,
that`s it.
A hero.
How cool would that be? Am I right?

[Aeolian Wisp]

Jack Parish
" T h e___M a n___W h o___l o v e d___T o___F a ll "
A speck of sand, A grain of dirt, A mountain of rock all fit for the taking...

Ever Since I Can Remember I've Always Been A
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX Thrill Seeker

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXAnd I've Always Loved To
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXFree Fall

I grew up as that kid everyone liked.XX
I liked to laugh and joke around XX
I loved to make other people laugh and smile XX
I also was pretty smart if I do say so myself XX
I was as my parents put it XX
The perfect kid.XX

But that was before the Fall...

XXXDad always checked the climbing line..
XXXBut that day he didn't...
XXXThat day I fell off the rock...
XXXThat day, the rope snapped.

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXAnd I Fell...

Everyone says that when you fall you don't even feel it
They say it's supposed to be almost instant
One second your up high
The next you're on the ground. Dead.

But they've never fallen.

I Have.XXXXX

Humans don't like falling for one key reason
When you fall you land
And when you land you die
But thats why I can love it
Because I don't land
I don't die

XXXXXXXXAlthough I didn't know it at the time, I could whisper to the wind
XXXXXXXXI could speck it's name and call it to my aid
XXXXXXXXAnd in those infinitely small moments before I hit the ground
XXXXXXXXI did.
XXXXXXXXAnd the wind caught me

Naturally my parents were horrified
I was ecstatic.

I kept on jumping after that
I knew the name of the wind and I used it now
I got to feel that small thrill over and over again
The thrill you get when you know your breaking the very laws of nature
It was like a drug

I lost intreast in everything that wasn't falling
I ignored school work to speck and play with the wind
I skip school to jump off of trees
I didn't listen when my parents told me to stop
I never wanted to stop falling
I was Hocked

So We Moved To The City

I hated the move
The city didn't have trees or mountains
It just had buildings to full of people to ever jump off of in secret
My addiction was taken away from me

But it turned out for the better
Instead of focusing on falling I got to play with the wind more
I learned more and more about my power
And while my parents put it all aside like a bad memory
I just kept learning.

And now maybe I can use all that I've learn to help people
And maybe one day soon...

I Can Fall Again...XXXXXXXX[/color

[e c l i s p e d - - -MOON]

Avalan Nichole Tanner

" broken___bloody___bruised___little___miss___i___feel___nothing___regeneration___ "

No pain no gain (luckyican'tfeelpain), it's all in a hard days work

and i say go away
because your love
is the only thing that hurts me, don't stay
im not pure like a dove
i cant be want you need
so my warning you must heed
im sorry

to start off, there is one thing i would like to say
_________________________________________im not a friendly person
_______________________________________________________________so what i tell you is what you get, no questions today

my name is Avalan Nichole Tanner
and no you may not call me Ava, Alan,
or anything of that nature, sorry
i only respond to Avalan or ms. Tanner

{and if you try to shove your cute
little nicknames on me prepared to
be ruffed up and cuffed cause baby
i'm the law}

i am twenty, and a full
fledge women and nothing
else and im sorry to say
men steal my attention

{sadlymyhormonesarestillinfull
drivesoifiseeacuteguyigoallmushy
ontheinside}

i was born february 17
in a place called metropolis
where the upper class area
on the right side of the tracks
is and still is my home

okay okay, so you want to know the details about me
[********! what did i say about questions?
_______________________________________________________________________________oh well, ill answer them anyways

so i have to say that im
not really
an interesting person, there isn't
anything
special about me and i dont
have that
emoangstdepressed past
thing going on

{well, unless you count
being able to regenerate, grow
back your limbs and regenerate people
with your blood special}

anyways i have a mommy and a daddy
who are just the 'perfect parents'
and they are both surgeons

{perfect if you dont consider
how little time they didn't spend
with me and when they had the time
they ignored my}

anyways my life is pretty boring unless
you count being able to regenerate

re-gen-er-ate: the ability to regrow
bones, muscle, tissue, organs, limbs etc
and stops the growth of a person at the age
they start to use their ability to much

{goddammit, i think im stuck looking
like im twenty for every}

which i found out about when
i accidently dropped my polly pocket
in the sink and turned on the garbage disposal
by accident and my hand and wrist got
shreddedshreddedshredded

{i didnt feel a thing,
lucky me}

and there was screaming and calling
of nine one one, of course done my
my nanny but when the paramedics
arrived i was perfectly fine

{i was just peachy}

so everyone was freaked and
the governement was called in
and i was studied and deemed
not hazardous but i had use
so i was trained to be a fighter,
a savior of the city, the special
star personal of metropolis' FBI

{cause being a human shield
is totally what i wanted to do
with my life}

and by the time i was fifteen i
was going to school, living on my
own (cause the FBI paid well) and
saving metropolis from its itty bitty
evil people

and thats was ive been doing
for the past five years, not to
mention finishing highschool
bwah, i dont need to go to university
since im already smart and have a full time job


the bloody end

and behind this cold facade
moonie or e c l i s p e d - - -MOON

[e c l i s p e d - - -MOON]

" political___daughter,___controlled___by___her___mother "

let the vines, wrapwrapwrap around you

ummm, hi nice to meet you!
errrrrrr, i guess you want to know my name don't you
lalalala, it's Sunny Rogers!



im just a little girl
(not little really, nor a girl but a women)
and mommy's bake me a cake nineteen times
on August 3rd!
(and yes, i still live with her,
home is so close to Metropolis University)

if you haven't guess i'm just a happy go
lucky SHY girl who mommy likes to spoil
(but im not a spoiled brat, my mom just
like being really nice to me)

and i love my mommy a lot
but dont forget my daddy, he's
a sweet guy, just the coolest
high school teacher around!
(i know, he was my math teacher
for four years)

so what does my mommy do?
well she is aPOLITICAN
and she opposes Nolan's
(yes, that cutie)
mother for MAYOR

maaaan, they're pretty big
rivals and Nolan's mommy
seems pretty scary even if i've
only met her a few times
(you know, at all those dinners,
balls, charities)



because of that ive meet her
son, Nolan, too
i like him, a lot
we've only seen eachother a few
times but i think ive fallen for him
(haven't you ever heard of love
at first sight?)

but i don't think mommy would of
approve, actually there is NO
way she would

ooh, i forgot something that is probably
the most interestingthing i own!
my mommy knows how much i love
animals, especially of the cat variety,
so she decided to be all high and mighty
(and not get me a normal cat)
she went ahead and bought be a baby
white tiger when i was fifteen and i've
had him for four years now and he's big
and pretty intelligent and he's my best friend!



so moving on, listening
to me babble about my cozy life
(yes cozy, my mother is RICH)
i have a little secret to tell you

I THINK IM MOTHER EARTH!

ummm, yeah because i can grow
flowers,all nature, talk to animals,
control dirts, rock, and omg, bring
things back to life!

freaky much?
i think so

and my mommy thought so too
so if she ever catches me doing
my "freaky" stuff well lets day
things aren't well when night rolls
around because my mom is an alcoholic

so im lucky that she even lets me garden
and thats pretty much my life, 'kay thanks
for listening!

[Mister Soda]

Charles

Allen

Whitty

" a___sweet___joker,___good-natured___ ta___all___the___odd___folk! "
I just love listening to the laughter.

i'm not really all that old, y'know,
just look so compared tah all my friends.
it's a constant topic with 'em,
pickin' playful fun of me and stuff!
i dun' mind; i've always been a funny guy
and anyone who knows me knows that.

a STAND UP guy

mum and dad brought me up in green ireland
'bout twenty an' five years back in corny cornwall!
an' i did well in school and stuff, people liked me.
funny and fun, tha's Chuck for yah, I guess.
at fifteen i went off ta boarding school in the states.
tha' really big city, Metropolis, was a snazzy place!
af'er a few years i wenta Metro U ta study political science
believe it or not! nadda one a my friends
thought a jokey guy like me would do somethin' so...plain?
but the pigs found ou' 'bout my secret, what?

they wanted me workin' for 'em in a 'special' department
where i met her, a mighty pretty wan.
nick was a good bur, hard in the head but right in the heart.
we had ourselves a couple good flings, she meant tha' world ta me
she an' i were naught but the best o' friends!

i spent some two an half years with her and tha' bureau
before they carted me off ta help powered affairs in the UK
an' it was nice ta be back home and whatnot.
though i was there for only t'ree years 'fore i came back.

lotsa ruckus in metropolis, usa nowadays
which is tha' real reason i'm back in town,
tho' workin' together with nick is a plus fer sure!
i's a inter-watchamacallit this time, cause
i'm technically part of a special NATO division

E.D.O.D.
{Evolutionary Disarmament and Observation Department}

who follow around the special folk, good 'r bad.
i guess tha's the reason they picked me o'er someone like nick
cause she's still with the ol' FBI, doin' crap in metro.
aha! yeh still have noo idea what i do, do ya?
it's kinda secret, government and junk like that.

whoever made us, us special people,
i guess needed some sorta phonebook
a way to look up all the ickle freaks.
tha's me! i's like i have a prior knowledge
of everyone that was one of us.
nick and her healin'
guy nick and his clairvoyance
veronica and her bolts o' pain!
i even know where they are!
never even met the folks, save nick.
i mean, EDOD could have me round em up
in a split second teams'd be on their asses!
but we don' fer some reason.
we only interfere when they doing something REAL bad.
like that one guy and those

nukes...

tha' one won' be seein' any light fer a while.
and a few others might not be either
if i find anythin' i gotta bring back to hq.
i's risky, but rewardin'
makes me feel like a top secret agent!
-CHORTLE-

[Pyrrhic Victini]

Α ℓ ε x M σ г g α η
" T ћ ε___M σ ∂ ε я η___K ι η g___M ι ∂ α ş "
arum est potestas

Ever heard that old myth about the man who everything he touched turned to gσℓ∂?
I suppose I’m a little like him.
Except, it doesn't work on people.
Unfortunately.

How you ask?
Well I don’t really know. It just does. It has since I was a baby.
Oh how that made my parents happy.
Rich! Rich! Oh how they were so rich!
To say the least, we never really had any financial problems. Oh they just loved their little boy.
I was doted on like a prince.
Spoiled, I guess. But I like to think that I was doing the spoiling.

But you know, the life of the rich is really boring.

So I started little experiments. You know, testing what I could really do with my golden touch.
I soon learned that not only was I able to turn things to gold, but I was able to control metal.
But the annoying part is, I can’t control anything that I’ve touched.
You have no idea how pissed I was.
Seriously.
It’s difficult not to touch things. I wear gloves, & of course, those gloves are made of thin gold mesh.
At least it’s only the things I’ve touched with my hands. I couldn’t imagine how difficult life would be if everything everything I touched turned to gold.
I mean, imagine, gold boxers? Eugh.

Of course, people began to get a little suspicious of how my parents had so much money, but neither of them had worked a single day since I was born.
Of course we had always had our fair share of thieves & robbers, but now they were trying to rob us of our secret as well.
My secret.
At first they were small break-ins,

then one night, they got into my parents’ bedroom.

The man shot my dad in the hip and shoulder. He then put a gun up to my mother’s head and said to my dad very pleasantly,
“Tell me where the money is.”
By the time I had rushed into their room, my dad was on the floor, attempting to kneel, pleading with him. Telling him there was no money.
The man, needless to say, didn’t believe that.
So he pulled the trigger.

But nothing came out.
Then the gun levitated from his hands, and turned so that the barrel of it was pointing at his face.
Then it fired.

I was thirteen, at the time.
Now I’m twenty-four, and am getting my law degree.
I’ve come to understand that the world is a horrible, disgusting place, filled with liars and thieves.
They’re wretched, so I decided to get rid of them.

Starting with my parents.

Because really, they had been stealing from me the entire time. They were greedy and worthless. They did nothing for the world.
And now that they’re out of the way, I can work on the rest of the vile crowd.

[pinkimmy]

"the kiss-me-kill-me, ♥ne night only"

take one good look before you f- f- forget.

"hello there."
_________"yes, i'm speaking to you."
___________________________"i said hello- - - -"

"Yes, yes. Hello. I... I know I shouldn't speak to strangers but, oh gosh, this bus is sure taking its time getting here, eh? Yeah, I know. Maybe it's stuck in traffic. Oh well; a bit of friendly conversation might be good. You look trustworthy enough and I'm so sick of waiting... The name's Primrose. Primrose Lilac Moore. Oddball name, eh? Yeah I know. My mother liked oddball things- that's why she married my pops. Ha! The real reason for it being so odd is my mother had a big garden, with all these pretty flowers. She knew the names to them all, too. My mother loved flowers- I think she loved them more than anything else, actually. She named me after her flowers and even called me her Little Primrose. I loved my mother so very much.

You know, I'm going to be eighteen years old tomorrow. I'm not very excited, really. I hate my birthday. All my birthdays stink. On my third birthday, my father became gay. On my seventh birthday, my mother went into a coma. On my thirteenth birthday, I found out my mother was dead. She woke up from her six year coma, looked my nurse straight in the eye, and said "Bring me my flowers." Then she keeled over. I'd like to think she meant me, you know- her "little flower." Other times, like when I'm lying in bed, I'm not quite sure what she meant.

Despite all this, I had a decent childhood. I went to go live with my grandmother on my father's side, with an occasional visit from said gay father and current gay lover. My grandma's still kickin'- she's a real tough cookie, eh? They live in Connecticut. I left them just about a year ago- probably not even. I wanted to travel abroad for a bit. I wandered for awhile before I came to Metropolis. It's really nice here; but what do I know? I've only been here for awhile. The sex is great, though. This city is full of great one-night-stands. Now, you must forgive me, but I'm a bit of a whore. I suppose it's because I get lonely so often. Want to know how I can just waltz into a bar and know that not a single guy will recognize, or even remember, me?

Okay, but it's a secret. I've got superpowers. I'm "special." All I have to do is kiss somebody- it doesn't matter where- oh so lightly and I know what they know. I see what they've seen. Even better, they don't remember a thing. I steal away their thoughts, dreams, memories, ideas- and who knows but me? No one. Sometimes it can get complicated, though. I really must be careful; I could accidentally "take" too much and render my victim unable to walk, speak, or even breathe. I'm kind of like a fast-paced version of Alzheimer's.

With one intimate touch, I'll seep into your mind, grasping for what I need. Other times it's harder to get what I want. The simple-minded are quick to give away their precious expieriences, while the complex-minded are much more reluctant. But that's alright; I'm not in a rush. I have no problem with making the kiss last. I want to use my powers for good though- no more tramping around for me, honest! I'm turning over a new league, starting after tonight. I'm heading to a bar downtown- nice place, I heard.

Oh look! The bus is almost here. Now, I'm really sorry but I honestly can't have you remembering anything I've said tonight... so... yeah. Now don't try to run, okay?"

__________" this won't hurt a bit... "

[x NEWY0RK x LiGHTS x]

[ reserved for my character ]

sorry... thank you 8D

[Mister Soda]

I'M RESERVING ANOTHER ONE, BETCH!!!

{lawl, check out the difference between my reservation and the one above me}

[-CandyCoatedColors-]

{ Reserved Character }

This is actually the reserve Clamor use to have for the heroes spot but he let me have it instead! Yay, Clamor.

Thank you again.