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RULES

1. No posting unless your handle's Shiny.
2. If you have questions or plots feel free to pm Shiny.

POWERS

Powers

1.3) Inhibit- By touching someone skin to skin he can lower their inhibitions enough so they'll feel an instant kinship
2.3) Good Cheer- By touching he can improve moods slightly, like the beginning of an alcohol buzz.
3.3) Super Taste- Can usually tell you exactly what's in whatever food item you've given him.
4.3) Super Tolerance- He could imbibe a beer with no effects
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Resistances

- He's usually warm, cold things have to work harder to affect him.
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Weaknesses

- Bright sunlight hurts his eyes.

Front Desk Lady: She should give my dad a chance.
Hinote: Doesn't like sailor suits, and walked me through the girl's locker rooms. Just. Wow.

RESERVED

RP Journal 1 (Child)

Andrew was an older man with sleeve tattoos and a hard muscular frame. He was in his fifties. He'd never married, never had kids. But he did have something he wanted to pass on. His art. He was a welder. He also was a mechanic. When he was younger he used to think he'd have time when he was older for things like a wife and family. But he'd never run into anyone who inspired him to stop working and to go home.

His nieces and nephews had always been a bright spot in his life, but his siblings looked at him and had repeatedly informed him that he was losing valuable time. Which, Andrew reflected was true. Especially since his latest girlfriend had dumped him a month ago. The pain of that, and the thought of never having a kid of his own to teach had prompted him to look into ways of having kids on his own.

He'd heard about metas from his oldest niece, she'd gone to school briefly with one. Apparently they grew up faster, and had natural gifts. Perfect. He wouldn't be an old old man before the kid was grown up enough to care for itself. So he'd called and inquired.

When asked he said he didn't care for the sex or gender of the child, but if they could find one that was interested in metal working and mechanics... The lady that had answered the phone laughed good naturedly at him and he'd grinned sheepishly into the phone and explained that he wants to give the kid the best home possible, and metal working was a huge part of his life.

She said she'd do her best. And so finally here he was in the waiting room waiting to meet his new kid, Troy. Apparently the boy who'd they'd found for him was a little bit older then usual, which was fine, he didn't mind not having to chase a three year old around, even if they are ridiculously adorable. And the boy already had his item. Frankly, Andrew found that to be a relief, how do you choose something that will shape a kid that much? That is a ridiculous amount of responsibility, and raising him is going to be enough of that thanks.

Finally the nice lady who'd answered the phone brought out Troy. He was almost albino looking. His demon wings were as freckled as his face and his white hair was longer on top and shaved around the sides, He was wearing a sweatshirt and he was smiling. Andrew knew immediately they were meant for each other. "Hey. I'm Andrew, you can call me Dad if you want."

"Hey Dad, I'm Troy. I've been waiting a long time for you." He said, holding his hand out for a fistbump. Andrew grinned and didn't leave him hanging.

"Me too son."