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Sometimes, the smallest things can change our lives forever in ways that are unseen. For this group of six people, their lives were changed by what would seem like a simple meteor shower. On October 2, 2015 four meteors hit the earth. Only a handful of people were injured and surprisingly there was one death. A young college student in America died instantly on contact when the meteor crushed her body . Upon hearing that the girl was to have an open funeral, five of the meteor victims heard about the funeral and deiced to meet there to grant their respects to the girl. Once there, they stood around the coffin to witness yet another unusual experience. Right before their eyes, the girl began to breath once more. Shooting upright in with her coffin, she gasped for air. Two white wings extended from her shoulder blades. Her now open eyes seemed confused. Stealing her from her own funeral, the others helped her hide, and shortly after, they too found odds things about them. Powers of all different kinds had been granted to them from the odd sort of radiation given off by the meteors. Now, two months later, the world in in danger, and this small band of strangers must band together and use their newly acquired powers to help save their home. But will they be able to use their powers and work together as a team, or crumbled and fall under the pressure.

Hey everybody's gotta have 'em.

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When I look into the mirror I see:
My parents named me: Tansy Hinzard
I am currently: 18
I stand at: 5 feet 4 inches
I prefer: Straight
I am: Single
I can: Flight, Mind reading, premonitions (Only of danger), Healing
I can also: She's stronger then before, but not like super -strength.
People say I'm: Tansy is a very caring person. She gentle and warm-hearted. She seems to have everlasting patience, as it is hard to annoy her. But she does have a dark side. On occasion she will get angry, and trust me, it’s not a pretty sight to see a pissed off angel.
My history:Tansy is an average student. She moved to the U.S when she was seven after her parents died and brought along her younger sister. She didn't really go to school, until her sister was old enough to go with her, but once she got into the system, she flourished. Even though she joined late, she managed to graduate only two years behind what would have been her normal class and went to the local college so that she could learn more. She has always not only gone to school, but worked as many jobs as she can handle so that her and her sister could have what they needed, rent, food, clothes. And with all of the stress in her life, she took to star gazing. She’d gone to the top of a hill with some of the other students from her college to watch the shower when she was stuck from behind and died on contact. Somehow, though, a week later, her body reanimated itself, causing her to have life once more. She seems confused by this at times and often wonders aloud to why she was given and second chance and if she should even be living.
Anything else?: Tansy has a little sister named Lillith. Also, her wings look like this.
My strings are pulled by: JewJewBeans




















When I look into the mirror I see:
My parents named me: Ako Riosu
I am currently: 18
I stand at: 6'0"
I prefer: straight
I am: single
I can: control electricity,
I can also: He's more athletic than he was before, able to run faster, react faster, and move more nimbly.
People say I'm: Usually calm but easy to anger. Loner
My history: Ako moved to Knoxburgh when he was accepted into the local college. He was glad to finally be away from home and out on his own, until soon after the meteor, when he moved in the the other affected people. He's learned that living with others isn't so bad, but he still prefers to be by himself.
Anything else?:Ako has been in love with storms ever since he got over his fear of lightning as a kid. He'll often stand out in the rain just to watch the clouds light up. The more violent the storm, the better.
My strings are pulled by: The Count of Monte Carlo
















When I look into the mirror I see:
My parents named me: Garret
I am currently: 16
I stand at: 5 foot 9
I prefer: Straight
I am: Single
I can: Creat ice out of the water in the air.
I can also: uses ice to form various things as shields and weapons and can skate across the ice as a different mode of transport.
People say I'm: Garret is a sarcastic person, but not the ruthless type. He is a sweet guy and usually the peace maker of an agument. He can be cocky at times and tries his best to tell his friends the truth at all times.
My history: He woke up next to the meteor, not knowing who he was, where he came from or even his name. The first one that popped into his head was garret. Once he got near the meteor it erased all his previous memories. The only thing he has remembered since was a womans face, he thinks about it all the time, wondering who she is and why she is the only thing he remembers. He lives with the others in the penthouse now, still with no memories besides the woman. Which intrigued him.
Anything else?:
My strings are pulled by: Cairin Sky


















When I look into the mirror I see:
My parents named me: Agatha (Gidget) Morris
I am currently: 13
I stand at: 5' 0"
I prefer: Straight
I am: Single
I can: Gidge has above genius level mechanical ability and knowledge.
I can also: If Gidget comes into contact with an electronic device, she can tell it to do what she wants (within reason).
People say I'm: Gidget is generally cheerful and optimistic. She is highly social, playful, and tends to crush on the mysterious types.
My history: The name Gidget comes from her older brother, Shane. She has always hated the name Agatha. So Shane started calling her Gidget because of her diminutive size and cutesy appearance. She loved it, and has insisted on being called by that name since. After their parents died, Shane has been taking care of her.
She has always had a strange affinity for machines, but never had much aptitude for it. she still conducts herself as an average teenage girl in spite of her grease monkey hobby.
Anything else?: She rarely ever goes anywhere without her cat, Ratchet, tagging at her heels or hanging on her body while she is working.
My strings are pulled by: Rikki Tikki Travi













When I look into the mirror I see:



My parents named me: Annabella (Annie or Anna) Carina Soulsmith
I am currently: two months shy of 18
I stand at: 5 foot 6 inches
I prefer: straight in her dating preferences
I am: single
I can: turn water into undiluted hydrochloric acid- this does include moisture in the air. She also is immune to poisons and can change other liquids into poison if she focuses.
I can also: She has always been able to sense people "auras" and able to judge people on their quality of character (in her opinion); however, but since the meteor incident has greater control and understanding of this. She is also more athletic then before.
People say I'm: Shy with a fiery temper. Despite Anna is fiercely loyal and kind, with generally good "Southern manners."
My history: Anna was born in a small town in northern Georgia; she doesn't remember anything about her mother who died when she was only one, and grew up with just her father who she still talks to often (though he knows nothing of her new ability). She was always good at school and was active in her art class and loves photography. She got accepted to the local college in Knoxburgh City and is currently studying art and sociology.
Anything else?: Anna can't even kill a fly without feeling guilt for the next two hours; and she is terrified by her new ability which still flares up (if any water is close) if she gets upset or angry. Still a little shy with the others she is slowly building up her courage to be more a part of the group.
My strings are pulled by: mc2


When I look into the mirror I see:
My parents named me: Trinity Smith
I am currently: 15
I stand at: 5'4"
I prefer: straight
I am: single
I can: Travel through and manipulate shadows. The darker the shadow the more she can do.
I can also:Unusually agile/flexible, equivalent to a Olympic gymnast. She is stronger than she was before, not super strong but an uncanny difference in strength. Her hearing and eye sight improved since she was hit.
People say I'm: a bit of of goth and smart. Trinity tends to keep to myself usually.
My history: Trinity was once a very good student who didn't care much of what others thought of her. She had long black hair and hazel eyes that were hidden behind her thick framed emo-looking glasses. She wears a green hoody and never leaves home without it. The rest of the colors she wore were either muted or black. She had tried out and joined the school's play and had been practicing her part as one of the background characters. She made a few friends there and practiced a lot.

She was outside practicing her scenes under a clear starry sky. The meteor stuck from behind while she wasn't looking. From the distance it looked like she was squished. She couldn't explain how or why at first but she came up from underneath the meteor with her ears were ringing and were feeling stretched. Her hair became white and she kept her eyes close rubbing her head then covered her ears. She came from the back entrance with her hand in front sort of feeling her way toward the back door. Her mom saw her outside an did not question why her hair daughter's hair was right, she guest it may have something to do with the play she had been practicing. She knew the time for questioning wasn't now and that she needed to guide her to her room so that she could have a moment to herself.

When Trinity was alone the ringing and pain on her ears stopped and she let go of them, revealing that they were a pointy-er than they were before. She opened her eyes and found that her room looked blurry. She tried taking off her glasses and found that her vision improved, it seemed like she had perfect vision. She looks to her mirror and was shocked about what she saw. Her hair was white and so were her eyes at first which were emitting a white glow, it quickly faded revealing that her eyes are now green. She thought it strange that a moment ago they were hazel and her hair was black. Then suddenly she felt really sick and went to the bathroom. She was running a sweaty fever and there were aches in pains all over her body. Her mother called her in sick and collected her homework. During this time she had "dreams" of sinking into her shadow and being trapped in darkness then wake up by bumping her head on the bottom of the bed. She didn't recall falling off the bed so often before.

A few days later she recovered and had found that she was in much better shape than she was before and her hair was no longer white, it was a dark purple. Her mom told her father what changes she has endured and when he finally saw her. Her father couldn't believe his eyes. Not only about the changes she endured but how much she looked like an old ancestor of theirs, of whom she was named after. When she came back to school she decided to resign her part in the play and kept more to herself than before. No one really asked about her hair, her eyes or her ears (but then again they were pretty much hidden under her hair). Everyone just jumped to the conclusion that she was trying a more radical look. She started to excel in sports a little more but whenever she was invited to join a team she'd say "no". There was something else she needed to figure out, the "dreams of darkness" she had called them herself. She was still uncertain as to what caused her to wake up under the bed.

Trinity wondered but doubted, Has anyone else been hit with the same meteor? She started looking at newspapers in the library to start finding answers.

Anything else?: Her green eyes seem to glow when she gets emotional.
She resembles an ancestor of hers from long ago, she was named after this ancestor. Trinity learned enough about her ancestor to know that she had green eyes purple hair and brought down some great evil. She never really thought twice about it, yet as she looks into the mirror now she sees the uncanny resemblance to her ancestor's portrait. Was she somehow destined to follow the same path? She wonders from time to time, but it is only time that will tell all.
My strings are pulled by: PixelMuse



When I look into the mirror I see:


My parents named me: William Howell the 3rd

I am currently: 24

I stand at: 6ft 7in

I prefer: Women

I am: Single

I can: Since he can remember he has been a werewolf, able to control the transformation process through careful thought.

I can also: Since the meteor shower that he was a witness to, he has been unusually well, Aside from a sudden growthspurt, he has exhibited expert control over metals and can even turn limited portions of his body to metals he had been in contact with. In extreem cases the two powers can merge, resulting in a metal-wolf form.

My history: (If you need a villan I can change this) William was born with a silver spoon in his mouth, so to speak, as real silver would kill him. His parents had money to burn, using a large sum of it to hide him from society and the world. When he was 10 he learned waht his parents really did for their money, having always believed that they were simply stock market people. He was introduced to their world of theft and extortion, never wanting to be a part of it. He fought their control his whole life, concenting only after they threatened to turn him over to the scientists. He searched for a new handel on life, finding it in the abstract work of a vigil-ante. Using the name "Wolfsbane", he fought against his parents from the dark. It had been another job, going to foil another of his parents robberies, that had had him out on the night of the meteor shower. He had been in wolf form at the time, falling to the ground in pain as it happened. His parents assumed him dead when they saw him in the coroners, after all, who would'nt. He escaped from that, taking up the work that had only been made easier.

My strings are pulled by: Astaraen

My parents named me: Lillith Hinzard
I am currently: 15
I stand at: 5' 3"
I prefer: Straight
I am: Single
People say I'm: brightly, bubbly, full of life. At least, until her sister was killed in a freak accident. Since then nothing has been the same, and the once full of life teenager, is acting more dead then her sister.
My history: Lillith doesn't remeber much of her parents, or living in Poland. Most of her life was spent in the US where her older sister Tansy took care of her. Tansy did everything she could to give her sister a great life. She not only went to school, but worked a full time job to pay bills so that they could have food and a place to live on thier own. Lillith of course, did what she could to help. But after her sister's death. Lillith's life has been put on hold. She's failing her classes, and is on the verge of getting fired.
Anything else?: Lillith loves skatebording.
My strings are pulled by: JewJewBeans


















My parents named me: Shane Morris
I am currently: 27
I stand at: 6'1"
I prefer: Straight
I am: Single
I can: Shane did not come into contact with the meteor fragment that struck his sister.
I can also: PhD in biology.
People say I'm: Friendly yet serious
My history: Shane has always had an interest in science. Unlike his sister who wasn't any good with machines until the meteor show, Shane is a prodigy in the field of biology. Shane has been the legal guardian of his sister since their parents died when he was twenty-one. After he sped through college, Shane was hired into the company his father worked for.
Anything else?: He is habitually messy. It was usually Gidget who took care of their apartment when they lived together.
My strings are pulled by: Rikki Tikki Travi





My parents named me: Lily Stinson
I am currently: 19
I stand at: 5'8
I prefer: Heterosexual
I am: Single
I can: None
I can also: None
People say I'm: Fun and easy going if you know me. But from a outsiders point of view I suppose I could be pretty intimidating. She is a extremist, a adrenaline junky, which is why alot of females don't hang around her. She doesn't have many friends, and the ones she did have where guys. That doesn't mean she can't get along with people, she just doesn't stick around long enough to get to know them, long enough for them to know her name and pretty face.
My history: My mother always said I was a happy child, I suppose things never change. I remember my father well, he was a CEO of some big company, I never really payed much attention to the details. Daddy had all the money, so I was always happy. Spoiled by the time I was six. My father though had a secret, he had a gambling problem. And it eventually got the better of him.

When I turned fourteen I watched three thugs murder my father for the simple fact he was good at Gambles, they where losing money and my daddy was getting it. In result, the gang leader had decided that it best if my father was off the streets.

I was top of my classes, Jr high, High School, and so far Collage. Most think she has had a perfect life, even though she has this bad girl attitude about her, which she guesses is because of her mother trying to force her to be something she isn't. She likes to be extreme, she likes to do things most girls usually wouldn't be caught doing.
Anything else?: She can usually be spotted doing something stupid, even if she knows it's stupid. but she has to have her thrills in life some how. She has done everything from Skateboarding to Motocross, until her mother took her keys, and locked her bank accounts. She gets a monthly allowance now to live on, strictly for books and bills, and she doesn't even deal with them, her mother does. She can't even cut a piece of stake without her mother knowing about it.
My strings are pulled by: Jadeathian




When I look into the mirror I see: A prematurely gray-haired, brown-eyed, teenager, dressed in subtle, less-than-colorful threads, with a knife-point chin, average nose, and straight hair; his eyes like teardrops on their sides and drawn lips. He has less than large muscles (but is stronger than he looks, he usually works out) and the same worn Converse All-Stars on, always. Sometimes, when I look in the mirror, I hate who I see.
My parents named me: Gray Fowler
I am currently: 15
I stand at: about 5'11"
I prefer: Female
I am: Single (thank god)
I can: Command Ice
I can also: Fail at picking up chicks
People say I'm: careless, lazy, unappreciative, but I have a heart, as small as it is. I can be uncannily loyal (to good or bad). I may not speak too much, but I have a lot to say if you can give me a purpose. I may not look it, but I enjoy companionship.
My history: Raised by usually absent parents (meaning I was raised by the babysitter), I had a typically normal life up until the meteor, when all my drinks started to freeze and I could still see my breath in summer. I had few friends and tended to be a bit of a loner.
Anything else?: I tend to lie pretty often. I also fight with a spear of ice, tipped on both sides with semi-long, curved points. Perfect for goring enemies or cutting food.
My strings are pulled by: cleardaystux




My parents named me: Daisy Sun
I am currently: 28
I stand at: 5 foot 10 inches
I prefer: men
I am: very recently unengaged
I can: "a sixth sense for finding trouble" her family jokes.
I can also:do nothing else remotely supernatural but I have been known to make a grown man cry in one of my interviews.
People say I'm: pretty but unemotional and cold I am known as no nonsense and practical, but I have too much pride and that I scare away people (which is why my mother claims none of my relationships work out).
My history: For four years now, Daisy Sun has worked her way up through the local news station and now is the "fresh face of the morning and evening news." Daisy had wanted to work in journalism for as long as she can remember because she felt that she could "change the world" by being a good news reporter. Too bad, she seems to be spending a lot of her time reporting on 'feel good stories' like the dog who adopted a kitten.
She had reported on the meteor shower when it came, and to her horror heard the screams from some local students watching the meteor shower, when chaos had broke loose. She had witnessed Tansy's body being carried out by the EMTs, but had kept her composure and reported the newest story without blinking.
Anything else?: Ever since the meteor, Daisy has been suffering terrible headaches and getting odd feelings of daja-vu and feeling as if the city is falling into discord around her. She assumes it is just paranoia.
My strings are pulled by: mc2




When I look into the mirror I see: Felix is on the left, Alabaster is on the right


My parents named me: Felix Dryad, although, since I have multiple personalities – in my case only one – he is called Alabaster Gravehart.
I am currently: 21
I stand at: 5’9
I prefer: Felix – Straight
Alabaster – Bisexual
I am: Single
I can: Shapeshift
I can also: While Alabaster is in control I can generate small harmless flashes of light used to distract and blind people.
People say I'm: a kind hearted often misguided soul. I mean, I try my hardest to do the right thing. But, people always seem to yell at me for trying to help. They claim I’m not good enough, or worthy of helping them. However, they claim that Alabaster is a wily son of a gun. They say he usually only does things if it helps him in the end, be it with money, or anything else.
My history: My parents died when I was ten years old, it was a house fire. I had nothing to do with it, honest! Having witnessed it, hearing their screams of pain traumatized me. That, was when Alabaster was born. Since then I’ve been bounced from foster house to foster house. Once I turned 18 the orphanage decided to kick me out. I was called a problem child and told that no one would want me or Alabaster.
Anything else?: Felix has a long serpentine scar covering the length of his back. This was due to an accident that happened in one of his foster homes. One of his foster brothers took a log and smashed him on the back. However, it didn’t end there. They then took some of the splinters and began to carve his back up.
My strings are pulled by: Adam DoUrden

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((Yes. i pmed two of them...))

Tansy sighed softly as she wiped the steam off the mirror with her hand. As her face came into view, she tried to smile at her reflection. She had a nice face, somewhat angler, but she had come to term with that. Her dark hair came down just past her shoulders and her almond shaped eyes were a nice shade of brown. But as she leaned closer into the mirror to try and find any differences in her face, something else came into view. The edges of two white wings which extending from between her shoulder blades, curved up, and then reached nearly to the floor. They were shaped much like a birds, only big enough to carry her 121 pound body. A frown pulled at her lips. She looked very much that same, with the exception of her new appendages. She turned her head to look at them better. They were soft, the feathers that is. She hadn’t expected that when she first reached back to touch them. And she had already malted once, which had not been a fun experience. but she had kept all the feathers she had shed, for sentimental reasons she guessed, it a small wooden box she had placed in one of the drawers.

She sighed softly as she leaned away from the countertop and finished drying herself off. She slipped on her underwear with no problems, as well as her pants and bra. Then she looked to the black cotton 3/4 sleeve shirt she had picked out. She had already cut slits into the back of all of the shirts they were able to either steal from her house, or had brought for her, but still... getting them over her new features was the hardest part. She picked up the shirt and stretched it over her head, pulling it back as far as it could go without fear of ripping it and trying to move her wings under it with little to no success. She leaned to the side, although it did her no good, and let out a small cry of pain when she leaned to far and landed on the floor with a yelp.

It took the girl a few minutes, but she was able to get the shirt on without to much more trouble. She looked outside the window of her room and crossed her arms over her chest. Her feathers ruffed somewhat at the large booming sound which seemed to echo through the sky. Today was not a good day for flying lessons, that she was sure of. As she sat on the couch, she wondered to herself where the others where at on a day like this. She wonder if they didn't mind being cooped up. She knew she did.

Tansy had barely even left her room since she had been hidden in the hotel nearly two months ago. And she was slowly being driven crazy with cabin fever. But her fear of how the world would accept her kept her in doors while the battle ragged on inside about which was the better idea.

First off, there was the fact that all of Knoxburgh knew she was 'dead'. Her face had been flashed all over the news as the only death involved in the accident. Secondly, even if they didn't recognize her, she had two wings which here permanently attached to her body. And she had, as far as she knew, no way hiding them, much less getting rid of them. She moaned softly a** he pulled a blanket up and over her lap.

When Tansy heard the sound of the elevator, she quickly ducked into the couch and threw the blanket around her back, covering over her wings. But when she saw it was just Ako, she laughed softly at herself. "Ako. You scared me." She shook her head somewhat as she pulled the blanket off and laid it on the couch beside her. "What were you doing out there?" She asked softly, her head tilted just slightly to the side.