Fantasy Characters

[BDark]

General Information
Name
Helios

Alias
Matthew Armstrong

Codename
Helios

Age
5,000 years

Height
6'0"

Weight
172 lbs

Race
God

Body Type
Mesomorph

Class Ranking
A

Hero Function
Fighter

Hero Type
Ranged (mainly)

Employer
Freelance

Backstory
The son of the two titans Theia and Hyperion, Helios has lived in Greece for millennia alongside its other gods on Mount Olympus, under the rule of Zeus, where he was revered and worshipped as the god of the sun. There, temples were dedicated to him, and even though another sun god, Apollo, was also worshipped, Helios did not lose his position.

At times, he would visit the earth, for he was among the gods who protected the people, and has even fought alongside gods from other pantheons before, such as Thor, Anubis, and Sobek. With the rising popularity of superheroes and villains, Helios was easily recognized as one and became quite popular, especially in Greece, making him one of the most popular heroes of the Mediterranean region, and one of its most powerful.

However, all of this changed when a series of attacks starting from China and across the Mediterranean took place. When the attacks reached Greece, Helios was sent to investigate, and ran into a villain who called himself Silver, who had stolen a powerful artifact from China and was making his way across the mediterranean and to America so as to showcase his power. Helios misjudged, thinking he’d make quick work of the enemy, but after a brief battle was defeated and cast away. When he managed to return to Corinth, where he had fought Silver, he found it in ruin.

Helios thus followed Silver to America, seeking vengeance for his slaughtered people, and there he managed to defeat him, as the villain was fighting other heroes. He decided thus to stay there, as he quickly became quite popular there, and there was always crime to stop.

Stats

Offence
100
Defence
102
Mobility
88
Magical Energy
150
Stamina
97
Intelligence
59
Physical Strength
100
Total
(686/700)

Primary Category
God
Secondary Categories
Divine

~ Raw Power ~
095/100
~ Visibility ~
100/100
~ Success ~
090/100
~ Out of Combat Reputation ~
090/100
~ Ranking ~
090/100
~ Political Abrasiveness ~
060/100
~ Property Damage ~
075/100
~ Lethality ~
080/100
~ Rescue ~
090/100
~ Tenure ~
020/100

~ Total ~
800
~ Ranking ~80.0

​

 

[Deathkitten]

BDark The ranking is supposed to be 80/100 for an A-class super, but otherwise, accepted. He's pretty cool.

 

[BDark]

BDark The ranking is supposed to be 80/100 for an A-class super, but otherwise, accepted. He's pretty cool.

I can up some stats later when I'm on my laptop.
Do you like? I want feedback. And shit, I forgot to credit the coder. It's Anaxileah.

 

[WeaselThor]

Spoiler: Johnny D.

Name: Jonathan Jesse Dirtecht
Codename: Johnny D
Age: 239yrs
Height: 5ft 10in
Weight: 155lbs
Race:Cursed Human
Body Type: Twiggy
Class Ranking: C
Hero Function: Stealth, Detective, Espionage.
Hero Type: Melee/Mid range
Employer: Mercenary Detective.

Backstory: You've all heard the story of how the devil went down to Georgia...but what if i told you that wasn't his first visit there? 10 years before that old beelzebub went to the state with several of his lackeys to make deals for souls. A bit of a low point for him but hey we all face them. Well a young man by the name of Jonathan Dirtecht sought out some of old Lucies cronies finding one he made a contract with johnny to make him the greatest musician ever until the devil himself comes to claim his soul. Johnny Accepted the deal but little did the devils crony know johnny had a photographic memory. He scanned over that contract finding a loophole that inspired the folksong. That was nearly 200 years ago. Immediately after getting the enchanted golden fiddle he made a deal with Lady death to gain immortality who jumped at the opportunity to not only gain a token of the devils humiliation, but also further frustrate him by removing revenge from the table. For 200 years johnny has earned his living playing on roadsides and bars. He sang, played instruments, and was a charismatic performer, but with the hounds of hell constantly nipping at his heels he had to learn to be observant, and how to handle himself in a fight. Eventually he found his big break in the modern day, becoming a superstar musician who took to heroics after it became popular. However in recent years he has stopped preforming opting instead to go back into hiding, only occasionally emerging to take a case.

Power (1-100 each, 0 is a normal human, 100 is god-like)
Offense
(3)
Defense
(3)
Mobility
(3)
Magical Energy
(140)
Stamina
(100)
Intelligence
(150)
Physical Strength
(3)
Total
(402/700)

Primary Category:
Secondary Categories:

Raw Power ~ 3/100 (How powerful is their power?)
Visibility ~ 10/100 (How flashy is their power?)
Success ~ 77/100 (What percentage of the time do they win?)
Out of Combat Reputation ~ 100/100 (Are they an ass or do they donate to the kitten orphanage?)
Ranking ~ 40/100 (Each rank from Intern to S Class is worth 20 points.)
Political Abrasiveness ~ 50/100 (How disagreeable are their opinions and how abrasively do they voice their opinions? Higher is less abrasive.)
Property Damage ~ 100/100 (Higher is better. Think of it like a percentage of how often you AVOID causing it.)
Lethality ~ 100/100 (What percent of the time do they NOT kill people? Higher is better.)
Rescue ~ 10/100 (How good are they at rescuing people?)
Tenure ~ 100/100 (Each year or so constitutes a point.)

Total ~590
Ranking ~59.0

Appearance:

"I told You once you son of a b***h, im the best there ever was."

 

[BDark]

Real Name: Sebastian Vasquez (possibly)
Codename: Silver
Age: 97
Height: 6'0"
Weight: ~100lbs - 200lbs
Race: Cyborg
Body Type: N/A
Status: In custody
Abilities: Shape-shifting, longevity, energy generation

Silver is a notoriously powerful villain who hails from Spain. Not much is known about his past. He was found dormant in an old laboratory and was given a new core powered by uranium, causing him to immediately wake up once more and destroy the entire block, for unbeknownst to the engineers, Silver's intentions were never pure. He eventually started modifying his own body, making a new core for himself and becoming more powerful; however, he was arrested by the sun god Helios.

Silver's abilities include energy generation, allowing him to fire powerful lasers and generate electricity, and a form of shape-shifting that allows him to change the shape of his body, letting him take on less solid forms, turn himself into any weapon or tool he desires, and even change his density to some degree.

Currently, Silver is contained in a small air-tight sphere, forcing him into a dense, spherical form, where his activity can be monitored. He is kept in an underwater prison/laboratory beneath the Pacific.

 

[Deathkitten]

BDark I like Siver! How much of him is human?

 

[BDark]

BDark I like Siver! How much of him is human?

None anymore. He slowly replaced all the cells in his body with cybernetic parts until he became no longer human. The shape-shifting part came later, when he managed to steal some research. When he changed his body once more, he lost his hacking abilities, needless to say.

I take my characters very seriously. Thank u

 

[Deathkitten]

None anymore. He slowly replaced all the cells in his body with cybernetic parts until he became no longer human. The shape-shifting part came later, when he managed to steal some research. When he changed his body once more, he lost his hacking abilities, needless to say.

I take my characters very seriously. Thank u

I dig it~ Very cool. What would you say is the most dangerous thing about him?

 

[BDark]

Durability combined with his "shape-shifting" abilities. He can turn into semi liquid, or turn his arm into an axe or gun if he wanted. He can NOT add or reduce his mass though unless he bonds with more similar matter, he can't change his colour, and some third restriction that I can't come up with. He doesn't turn into animals ofc and doesn't mimic powers.

 

[WeaselThor]

Spoiler: Feral & The Beast

Name: Cainus Palmer (Form 1)
Codename: Feral
Age: 22yrs
Height: 5ft 11in
Weight: 165lbs
Race: Mutated Human
Body Type: Athletic Ectomorph
Class Ranking: Intern
Hero Function: Stealth & Counter Stealth.
Hero Type: Melee
Employer: Military

Backstory:Born into solitary confinement Cainus never knew his parents or any other people for that matter. He spent the first 16 years of his life, from infancy to adolescents in a dark room where each hour was marked by a new hazard he was subjected to. He didn't learn the reason behind this until the day he was first let out of the room.

His first 3 days of supervised freedom were almost pitiful. Every new smell, sight, or sound would cause him to cower and he seemed deathly afraid of all other people. It was only due to his abilities that he survived long enough to drift this far from the rest of humanity. Because of this he was the perfect candidate for the programs attempts to create a new god.

Turns out he was a part of a secret Iranian government project called Orion. The project was created to build godlike Supersoldiers in order to keep up with the U.S and the rest of the worlds more developed super programs. Using their magic they infused the Genetic material of thousands of magical beings into Cainus a process which should have killed him but again his abilities saved him by taking the magical Genes and integrating them into his own super gene.

The cost was that his cells no longer evolved to adapt to damage sources. Instead when he was presented with lethal damage his body would morph into the godlike form Known as Beast...

Power (1-100 each, 0 is a normal human, 100 is god-like)
Offense
(25)
Defense
(95)
Mobility
(55)
Magical Energy
(40)
Stamina
(95)
Intelligence
(-5)
Physical Strength
(25)
Total
(335/700)

Primary Category: Genetic Mutant
Secondary Categories: Animal/Instincts

Raw Power ~ 15/100 (How powerful is their power?)
Visibility ~ 15/100 (How flashy is their power?)
Success ~ 60/100 (What percentage of the time do they win?)
Out of Combat Reputation ~ 50/100 (Are they an ass or do they donate to the kitten orphanage?)
Ranking ~20/100 (Each rank from Intern to S Class is worth 20 points.)
Political Abrasiveness ~ 50/100 (How disagreeable are their opinions and how abrasively do they voice their opinions? Higher is less abrasive.)
Property Damage ~ 80/100 (Higher is better. Think of it like a percentage of how often you AVOID causing it.)
Lethality ~ 70/100 (What percent of the time do they NOT kill people? Higher is better.)
Rescue ~ 95/100 (How good are they at rescuing people?)
Tenure ~ 5/100 (Each year or so constitutes a point.)

Total ~460
Ranking ~46.0

Appearance:

"You Wanna see something Cool?"

Spoiler: The Beast

Name: Cainus Palmer (Form 2)
Codename: The Beast
Age: 6 years
Height: 11ft 4in
Weight: 1243lbs.
Race: Magical Aberration.
Body Type: Massive Endomorph.
Class Ranking: Intern
Hero Function: Heavy Assault/ Anti Tank
Hero Type: Melee/Ranged
Employer: Military

Backstory: 6 years Ago the beast had its first birthday when scientists accidentally Killed Cainus with their attempt to make him unstoppable. When the body died and his consciousness left his body a new consciousness took over, one comprised of the pure instincts of thousands of creatures thought to be myth.

The resulting beast was an engine of destruction far beyond what its creators had anticipated. Upon his awakening the creature went on a rampage destroying the facility and causing enough of a ruckus that the Iranian government asked the U.S for aide.

The U.S responded by dropping hammer and his squad into the battlefield and after a 2 1/2 hour battle across 300 miles of landscape with countless heroes running damage control Hammer managed to Kill the monster by snapping its neck and crushing its head. Much to the surprise of all involved the beast reverted back into Cainus who was promptly Appropriated by the U.S army. He has spent the last year and a half under going lab studies, and slowly regaining his humanity where it was found out that his father was the very man who brought him down...Daryl Palmer.

Power (1-100 each, 0 is a normal human, 100 is god-like)
Offense
(100)
Defense
(150)
Mobility
(90)
Magical Energy
(100)
Stamina
(100)
Intelligence
(-20)
Physical Strength
(140)
Total
(670/700)

Primary Category: Magical Aberration
Secondary Categories: Brawler, Tank.

Raw Power ~ 100/100 (How powerful is their power?)
Visibility ~ 100/100 (How flashy is their power?)
Success ~ 90/100 (What percentage of the time do they win?)
Out of Combat Reputation ~ 0/100 (Are they an ass or do they donate to the kitten orphanage?)
Ranking ~ 20/100 (Each rank from Intern to S Class is worth 20 points.)
Political Abrasiveness ~ 0/100 (How disagreeable are their opinions and how abrasively do they voice their opinions? Higher is less abrasive.)
Property Damage ~ 0/100 (Higher is better. Think of it like a percentage of how often you AVOID causing it.)
Lethality ~ 0/100 (What percent of the time do they NOT kill people? Higher is better.)
Rescue ~ 10/100 (How good are they at rescuing people?)
Tenure ~ 1/100 (Each year or so constitutes a point.)

Total ~321
Ranking ~32.1

Appearance:

"RRRROOOOOOOAAAAARRRR"

 

[BDark]

Don't delet this post. There's an important code in the comment code. Don't look at it either it's a surprise.

 

[WeaselThor]

Spoiler: Kid Clock

Name: Toni Beaucannon
Codename: Kid Clock, King Clock, Timekeeper.
Age: 17yrs
Height: 5ft 8in
Weight: 155lbs
Race: Temporal Paradox
Body Type: Lean Endomorph
Class Ranking: N/A
Hero Function: Utility/Support
Hero Type: AoE
Employer: Freelance

Backstory: Tens of Thousands of years ago in a dimension far off from ours young Toni was born a prince to a magical family who had sought another child for nearly a decade after their first son succumbed to the corruption of dark magics. However when Toni was finally born their Hope was short lived. On the night of his birth a strange Atronarch called the Weird arrived and ravaged the kingdom. None could stand in its way and the only solution was a temporary one, he was given to a handmaiden, and escorted by a noble knight on a long chase around the world they called home. This was Toni's life until at 9 he was fed up. He stood his ground Against the Weird waging magical battle against the beast that showed him why such a creature existed. Toni's rapid use of his Time Magic destabilized the temporal energies of his world causing time to collapse in on itself effectively leaving the entire dimension frozen in time...all but the Weird.

That would have been where it ended for him if an impossibly fast blue blur hadn't torn a hole in the dimension between him and the weird...leaving only a human ear behind. Toni wasted no time leaping through the tear into an alternate dimension. Here he met a strange inhuman being named Mobius The King Clock.


Mobius also could manipulate time and was hunted by the Weird. Yet he had found a way to hide his universe from it. It was here that Toni mastered his Magic and learned to adequately defend himself, but most importantly he learned to navigate the space time continuum. However when he figured out Mobius was only trying to steal his power he managed to escape into the dimension of Dahrkk...
(See the Magnificent Maggie for part 2)

Power (1-100 each, 0 is a normal human, 100 is god-like)
Offense
(0)
Defense
(0)
Mobility
(0)
Magical Energy
(150)
Stamina
(0)
Intelligence
(140)
Physical Strength
(0)
Total
(290/700)

Primary Category: Otherworldy/Magic
Secondary Categories: Multipurpose Utility.

Raw Power ~ 100/100 (How powerful is their power?)
Visibility ~ 0/100 (How flashy is their power?)
Success ~ 50/100 (What percentage of the time do they win?)
Out of Combat Reputation ~ 50/100 (Are they an ass or do they donate to the kitten orphanage?)
Ranking ~ 0/100 (Each rank from Intern to S Class is worth 20 points.)
Political Abrasiveness ~ 50/100 (How disagreeable are their opinions and how abrasively do they voice their opinions? Higher is less abrasive.)
Property Damage ~ 100/100 (Higher is better. Think of it like a percentage of how often you AVOID causing it.)
Lethality ~ 100/100 (What percent of the time do they NOT kill people? Higher is better.)
Rescue ~ 50/100 (How good are they at rescuing people?)
Tenure ~ 0/100 (Each year or so constitutes a point.)

Total ~500
Ranking ~50.0

Appearance:

"Its never too late ya know, Or too early for that matter. Its always right when its supposed to be."

 

[WeaselThor]

Spoiler: Maggie the Magnificent

Name: Magdalene Fantaisia
Codename: Maggie The Magnificent, Magpie.
Age: 19yrs
Height: 5ft 10in
Weight: 165lbs
Race: Human
Body Type: Lean Mesomorph
Class Ranking: N/A
Hero Function: Magic/Technology
Hero Type: Ranged
Employer: Freelance

Backstory: Born and Raised in a backwards dimension called Dahrkk where the same events as the canon world occured, the only difference was every canon hero had become a villain, and most canon villains had already died out. Maggie was the daughter of Sir Control (Sir Glory's Evil counterpart.) and much like her other dimensional Doppleganger (Miss Patriot.) she was not one to conform to expectations of her. So she began building her vast arsenal of magi-tech.

It was around the time she was ready to rebel that the strange young man named Toni arrived in her world. Together they allied with the remaining resistance and seemed to be winning the uphill battle against the evil heroes. Until the Weird arrived a full year after Toni. Try as they might the Weird simply walked through the resistance fighters. In an act of desperation Maggie tried to recreate the accident that doomed Toni's world to timelessness, but by focusing it onto the Weird she hoped to remove it from time...

However they underestimated Toni's power, the resulting temporal storm caused the dimension to shake and eventually swallow them into a spacetime rip, which spit them out in the current world. Now Maggie seeks a way out of this world with Toni so she can try and fix their world.

Power (1-100 each, 0 is a normal human, 100 is god-like)
Offense
(50)
Defense
(50)
Mobility
(0)
Magical Energy
(90)
Stamina
(0)
Intelligence
(150)
Physical Strength
(10)
Total
(350/700)

Primary Category: Technology/Magic
Secondary Categories:
Anti-Stealth, Anti-magic, Anti-Technology.

Raw Power ~ 10/100 (How powerful is their power?)
Visibility ~ 0/100 (How flashy is their power?)
Success ~ 100/100 (What percentage of the time do they win?)
Out of Combat Reputation ~ 50/100 (Are they an ass or do they donate to the kitten orphanage?)
Ranking ~ 0/100 (Each rank from Intern to S Class is worth 20 points.)
Political Abrasiveness ~ 50/100 (How disagreeable are their opinions and how abrasively do they voice their opinions? Higher is less abrasive.)
Property Damage ~ 90/100 (Higher is better. Think of it like a percentage of how often you AVOID causing it.)
Lethality ~ 90/100 (What percent of the time do they NOT kill people? Higher is better.)
Rescue ~ 90/100 (How good are they at rescuing people?)
Tenure ~ 0/100 (Each year or so constitutes a point.)

Total ~ 480
Ranking ~48.0

Appearance:

"Trust me, You don't want me to share MY toys."

 

[Deathkitten]

Name: Ms. Lana Joy
Age: 26
Height: 5'4"
Weight: 130lbs
Race: Human
Body Type: Fit but still slightly squishy

Backstory:
"I think... It was when I was about seven when I first found out what I was able to do. It was all thanks to my obsessions with flora and fauna. I lived out in heavily wooded areas, so I was quick to explore when I was bored. There was so much beauty there - all the different hues of green and brown. It was prettiest in the summer, and it was the summer of third or fourth grade - I was a quick learner, when I found out I could do such wonderful things with plants. It was about the same time that I had made a deal with a god, though. It's not a pretty story. "I had gone back to the house after finding out I could grow things and make them do what I wanted. I was so happy and wanted to brag to my parents, but... I'd found them in quite a mess. They were hurt - father was all but dead and mother's limbs had been.... I'm sorry, I can't discuss it without getting sick. And there in the middle was a man in shadow and dark red hues coalescing around him. He wanted to make a deal: He'd take the pain away from my parents and help them if I said I would help him in return. Being so young, I'd obviously do anything for them, so I said yes. It wasn't until after the fact that I learned he was a God of Pain. He wanted me to spread more of his beloved anguish, but he couldn't take away the powers he gave me.

"So I studied, worked hard, got into university and became a nurse. I worked myself up quickly to a degree as a Nurse Practitioner while working in hospitals, and used my power to take away pain rather than inflict it. In my spare time, I studied how plants interacted when mixed together and learned how to make toxins and medicines, but when Management found out, they fired me. I was heartbroken; we had so many patients who would come in and be in so much pain that their eyes were glossy and they couldn't respond, or they'd give just the most horrid of screams. They needed someone who could take that pain away - restore some of their sanity to them. I wouldn't be there to do it once I was let go...

"It's why I applied here, Lady Astrella. I feel like I can do some real good for these students. They have so much stress already, what with the weight of their future responsibilites on them, and I feel that I qualify perfectly for the job. They need a healing touch, and they need the agonies of their training and their accidents lifted from them so they can study hard and not have to worry about their health. I want to see them grow and flourish. They deserve at least that luxury until they've grown and faced the world's horrors."

Power (1-100 each, 0 is a normal human, 100 is god-like)
Offense (0)
Defense (150)
Mobility (100)
Magical Energy (100)
Stamina (100)
Intelligence (100)
Physical Strength (20)
Total (570/700)
Primary Category: Nature Mage
Secondary Categories: Divine Mage

(( Osuka I put her here.))

 

[Deathkitten]

Spoiler: Vurudial

Name: Vurudial
Age: 15
Height: 5'3"
Weight: 115lbs
Race: Human
Body Type: Skinny, unimposing
Backstory:
Borne of hatred and malice, Vurudial simply returns that in kind to the world. There's no denying that his family life was horrid, even from an extremely young age. His parents, if you could call them that, abused both him and his younger sister. They'd torture the two of them, and being beaten unconscious was not an uncommon occurrence.

At the age of 8, Vurudial and Saruki managed to get away from their Mother and Father. They stole a vehicle and got the hell out of that situation. Parents like that don't exactly breed the best behaviors, however, and in their trip across the country they committed a great many crimes. Their first was grand theft auto, stealing a car to get away from their parents. One could say that's excusable, but really the next seven years were anything but.

They stole money, food, information, really anything they could get their hands on that would help them in their plight westward. No real goal aside from to get away from their parents. They've taken money out of a homeless man's cup because they wanted it for something. Now, this wasn't including the experiments. Both Vurudial and Saruki are and have always been extraordinarily intelligent. No two ways about it. This intelligence drives them to question the world. Normally this would be a wonderful thing, but they don't have any moral qualms with tearing organs out of a puppy to see how many it can live without and for how long.

And yes, they have done exactly that.

They had moved from animals to attempting to experiment on humans. Humans other than each other, that is. This didn't go well. They weren't careful enough, the subject got free, and they got caught. Saruki turned on the water works like a well trained actor, and Vurudial was silent for most of the questioning. All the while, the mental link between the two kept them from spilling information they intended to keep close to their chest while keeping investigators off of their backs.

Now they were getting sent to this stupid school.

Power (1-100 each, 0 is a normal human, 100 is god-like)
Offense
(30)
Defense
(50)
Mobility
(40)
Magical Energy
(30)
Stamina
(50)
Intelligence
(95)
Physical Strength
(30)
Total
(325/700)

Equipment:

• Chest mounted internal batteries: An extremely high voltage internal battery, this is the source of power for his augmentations. While its capacity is limited, it has been optimized to recover very, very swiftly. He can discharge this energy at any time in quantities of his choosing. He can also utilize this technology in order to enhance his physical performance, for a time and to an extent. His physical body still limits significantly his capabilities.
• Reactive Shielding: Borne of his need to protect himself from harm he can't stop, like the torrent of violence that was his parents, his reactive shielding is state of the art plasma shielding technology. Any object that passes a certain proximity close to this skin tight barrier will find that it flares to life, creating a surge of outward force, if not given clearance by its operator. The generator for this is housed in with his chest mounted batteries.
• Jolting Touch: Having integrated into his very body a system of small metal plates and wiring, this rig set under his skin and connected to his muscular system allows him to apply many volts to anything he touches. This can be used as well to jack into systems in computers without traditional means, given that he can touch any data input center.
• Sensory Amplification: More a suite of upgrades than a single one, these include the following: a radar detector that allows him to scan his surroundings without need for his eyes; a multi-wave detection and interference device that lets him pick up any data being conveyed by most popular methods of data transmission, including 360 degrees of of vision and detection of any nearby signal emitting device; and last of all, an in depth infrared system that allows him to see in most any environmental conditions.
• Jump Jets: Part of a complex system embedded into his bone and muscular system in his back, arms and legs, he internally uses carbon and a mixture of other gases to create fuel into a container stored inside his body. When released into the channels that permeate his body and lit with a charge from his internal energy systems, it creates a directed force that allows him to cross distances through the air and with speed significantly beyond regular human capabilities. This can result in troubles stopping or turning, however.

These are simply the technologies that were so integrated into his body they could not be safely removed before his being brought here.

Primary Category: Tech(Super-intelligent)
Secondary Categories: Tech(Cyborg), Magic(Arcane,Ritual)
Appearance:

Spoiler: Saruki

Name: Saruki
Age: 13
Height: 5'3"
Weight: 120lbs
Race: Human
Body Type: Lithe, pretty
Backstory: Same as Vurudial's, except she was 6 at the time they left their parents. She is not as cold as her brother, and actually really enjoys social interactions. She definitely doesn't interact in a typical way, but she means well when she actually cares about someone. It's just... hard to get her to care about you. Even if she seems like she cares, it's more likely that she doesn't and is just acting that way to get something out of the person later.

Power (1-100 each, 0 is a normal human, 100 is god-like)
Offense
(40)
Defense
(30)
Mobility
(30)
Magical Energy
(90)
Stamina
(20)
Intelligence
(95)
Physical Strength
(20)
Total
(325/700)

Primary Category: Magic(Arcane, Ritual)
Secondary Categories: Tech(Super-intelligent), Magic(Arcane, Snap/Channeling)
Appearance:

 

[Deathkitten]

Teacher

Spoiler: Lyara McCaffin

Name: Lyara McCaffin
Age: 32
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 150lbs
Race: Goddess
Body Type: Lean, well-built woman
Backstory: Raised in the human world, Lyara has a special love for people and their plights. She also never really wanted to live the goddess lifestyle. It wasn't something that appealed to her. She wanted to work for what she had, and work hard. She didn't have a very eventful upbringing. Her parents didn't tell her she was a goddess until she was 12, so that was a little bit of a strange time for her, but she always knew she had abilities.

She went to schooling for it, private school on the East Coast to be precise, and learned that she'd really like to be a teacher when she grew up as well. Years later, that's what she finally gets to do for a living, and she couldn't be happier. She is a pretty tough teacher, though, but loves all her students every year, even the difficult ones.

Power (1-100 each, 0 is a normal human, 100 is god-like)
Offense
(100)
Defense
(50)
Mobility
(100)
Magical Energy
(150)
Stamina
(90)
Intelligence
(80)
Physical Strength
(30)
Total
(600/700)

Primary Category: Goddess
Secondary Categories: Arcane Mage(Snap/Channeling/Ritual), Super-intelligent, "Other" Mage(Snap/Channeling)
Appearance:

 

[Deathkitten]

Spoiler: Kaleb Otheri

Name: Kaleb Alskan Otheri
Age: 14
Height: 5'2"
Weight: 110lbs
Race: Human
Body Type: Skinny, almost underweight
Backstory: Used as a conduit for his goddess, Kaleb has an interesting perspective on life. He's always been a fairly small, skinny child, regardless of how much he had to eat. He didn't come from a bad family. He was loved just as much as he could want. His family was well off. Really, he didn't have any of the typical issues. He had a very normal early childhood, and it was only at the age of ten when things got pretty strange for Kaleb. His Father was driving, it was really late out and pouring rain. They had just come out of a movie theater after having dinner beforehand, they were night owls, and he lost control of the vehicle. They skidded out of control, slammed into a post, guard rail, and then off into a ravine. By all rights, they should have been dead. They were a devout family though, to a goddess that was known to give blessings and actually listened to her followers. This was certainly one such time.

He felt like time stopped, and he was visited by the same goddess he'd pray to in the temple. She offered a sort of deal to him. She would be able to do some of her work through him, and in return, he'd be able to save his family and later save many more. Of course, he accepted without hesitation. Time continued as it should, and he was in more pain than he'd care to remember when the car came to a stop. He blacked out, and apparently during his time unconscious, he had healed his Mother and Father, saving them from certain death. He woke up in the hospital, still extremely sore and exhausted.

His family was so supportive, and immediately worked to send him to the proper school, planning to send him to Astrella's Boarding School for the Powered as soon as possible. He wanted to help people with his goddess-given gift, and so did the goddess herself, through him.

Power (1-100 each, 0 is a normal human, 100 is god-like)
Offense
(-10)
Defense
(30)
Mobility
(95)
Magical Energy
(95)
Stamina
(25)
Intelligence
(45)
Physical Strength
(30)
Total
(310/700)

Primary Category: Magic User - Divine(Channeling)
Secondary Categories: Goddess(Sort of)
Appearance:

 

[Deathkitten]

Nature Teacher

Spoiler: De'kiral

Name: De'kiral
Age: 920
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 200lbs
Race: Dragon
Body Type: Ectomorph
Backstory: De'kiral is, as he sees it anyways, a fairly simple person. He enjoys teaching his students, and had been doing so in various capacities for a very long time. As a dragon, elemental manipulation comes somewhat naturally to him, and as such he was able to do small things almost straight out of the egg. His parents were protective, as draconic parents tend to be, but he left them behind at 92 years of age. They, as far as he knows, are still doing well, though they live in Western Russian, instead of the United States. They've always liked the wilderness.

He grew up in the wilds of Europe, flying high and seeing as many sights as he could. When around humans, as was customary, he took a human form so as to not scare them. They got scared easily. He traveled, first with parents, then on his own, and eventually he decided that he wanted to see what the big deal was with the Americas. He fell in love with the land. Though he did not agree with all of their laws or their politics in general, he had a great respect for the people living there.

For a while, he took up residence in a national park, hunting conservatively to avoid decimating the local populations. When he was tired of being alone, however, he sought out work. What called to him most was teaching, and he found that teaching nature magic was something that made a lot of sense to him. He did elemental manipulation, technically, but he had a great respect and understanding for nature and how things grew and coexisted. As such, they set him up as the teacher for the Nature Mages.

Power (1-100 each, 0 is a normal human, 100 is god-like)
Offense
(140)
Defense
(80)
Mobility
(90)
Magical Energy
(100)
Stamina
(50)
Intelligence
(60)
Physical Strength
(100)
Total
(620/700)

Primary Category: Alien - Monstrous
Secondary Categories: Element Manipulator - Rare(Death/Life)(Snap, Channeling, Ritual)
Appearance:

 

[Deathkitten]

Name: "Chutes"
Age: 540, appears as though he could be a student
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 150lbs
Race: Kemonomimi - Wolf
Body Type: Mesomorph
Backstory: Librarian. Did you actually think you'd get more on someone who's surrounded by knowledge - all day? Well that was silly of you. I give you my picture and little else. Go find it out for yourself, why don't you?

Ḩ̸̡̨̢̢̡̨̛̛̛̟͉̳̟̣̟̻̞̱̪̳͉͇̳̣͖̙͎̘̩̠̱̖̯̬̼̟̟͉͍̰̺͇̙̼͕̪͔͕̼̗͔͎̺̹̘͕͖͎̗̪͙̭͇̯̼̮̻͎͉̮̱͓̟̘̹͔̪͈̝͓̊̓̊̈́̾̄͊̋͋̌̄̈́̔͋̓͌̄͐̐̃̈̉̊̉̓͛̂̎̑̀̇̃͆̀͐̒̾̾͆̂̐͛̇͜͜͜͠͝͝͝ͅͅë̶̡̢̪̱̜͔̪̯̠͍͈͔͇͇̮̗̦̠̣̹̱̼̣͓͓̘̭͚͉̰̫̟̙̱̘̯̲̩̭͈̭̟̲͎̠͖̥̪̠̜͉͎̙͈̻̥̫͓͎̱̪̘̩͓͕̹̟̳̫͙̝̟͍̬͖͍̖̱̞̙̹́̉̿͘͜͜͜͝ͅͅͅl̸̨̛̘͈̫̮̬͖͓̭̩͎̹̯͍͚̥̱̙̞̤̣̟̓̃̓̆̄͗̓͐̓̋͆͊͋͐̈́̒̇̈̆̉̐̈́͐̅̀̓͒̔͌͗͐̇̎̈́̃͋̔́̚͘̚̕͝͠͝͝͠͠͠͝͠͝p̵̨̡̢̡̢̣̙̠͙̹͓͖̮̲̹̼̗͙̤̗̲̹̭̯͚̰͖̺̦̦̳̪͖̤̞͍̮̓̈́̅̓͌͘͜͜ͅH̷̢̨̡̢̧̛̝̺̭͔̤̰̟̹͖͓̹̖͍̹̦̗̻̗̜̗̣̦͉̫͇̰̠͙̺̪͍̤͙̱̮̬̜̺̭̥̘͍̣̮̺̥̠̲̮͍̼͇́͜ͅͅͅȅ̶̡̛͇̗͓͔̰͍̳͙͕͕̫͌́̋͂́͒̃́̑́̐̂̋͂͂̈́̀̊͑̑͐̇͛́͒͗̀͒͗͆̃̐̕̚̕̕͠͝͝͠ͅͅl̷̢̨̡̧̛̛̬͚̠̹͈̱͙̜̟̲̘͙̜̗͙͉̗̯̗̰̟͉̦̼̦̪̞̦̣̖̹̘͙̘̹̞͇̫̹̩͉̗͇͍̜͍͇̝̐̒̔̽͑͂̔̈́̍̎̉͒̐̊̂̀̉̅̆͋̈́̃̑͋͊̊̅̓̂̌͆͐͗̏̿̉͛͐̏̈́̈̏̋͌́̏̉̔̆̄̊̿̈́̇̈́̄̑̓̓̀̑͌̈́̏͋͗̃̓͐̚͘̚̕͠͝͝͝͝ͅͅp̶̡̢̢̢̡̢̛̛̛̜̘̬̭͙̟̠̗̞̫̱̭̳̺̺̖̗̯̺̙̹͓̝͈̪̝̭̪̜̱͓̮̟̭̲͎͙͖͉̫̤̠̦̥̤̞̖̮̟̠̗̯͎̫̪̳̬̲̠͈̩͇̠̤̮͎̠̖̣̪̪̟̲̼̩̤̝̖̦̺͔̦̘̬̟̬̈̿̈̈̀̊͑̉̄̿̋̇̂̏̃̈́͂͌̀̐̈̔͒̊̀͗̾̈̾̌͆̐͆͛͑̑̃̐͂͆̀̒̅̋̾͑̑̓̾̈͑̈́͌̇́̈́̃̒̅̿͊̎͗͐̽͌̂̾̊̌͘̚̚̕͘͘͘͜͝͠ͅͅͅH̶̢̢̡̨̨̨̨̤͇̙̹͇͓͚̮̻͖͚̼̯̝͚̩̤̻͖̙͚͉̦͔̻̳̠̖̳̞̙̳͈̲̳̬͈̝̬̖͇̝̮̹̖͔̟͎̜̥̹̺͈͗́̆̒̃̓ͅͅę̷̜͕͍͕̞͉͖̬͉̠͎̤̼̭̺̟̠͒̓̈́̂̄̉̇͊͆̆̍͗̊͝͝l̴͈̦̣̙͖̫͔̒͊̅̓̓͆̂̌̽̒̔͛̐͆̋̏̈́͌͌̅͋̾̽̋̋̿̈͂̈́͗͘̚͠p̷̧̡̢̻̬̦̦͓̹̼̻̠̜̹̠̰̲̱̟̜̻̞̯̫̠̭̥̫̟͎̩̘̭̥̥̬̀͒̏́̄͗̑͘͜͠͝͝͝
̷̨̨̛̩̳̜̤̖̞̖͉͂̔̆͋̑͌̃͐̓̀̆̌̈́̎̐̓͒̌͛̎͐͐̏̽̄̊́͐̈́͊̓́͜͜(̸̨̨̡̨̨̨̨̛̛̛͚̗̮͕͔̜̖̤͔͇̖̥͍͎̻̭̯̟͈͉̜̣̟̙̬͈͕̫̯͔̝͎̳͇̮̺̯̳̳̟̬̹̞̥̥̥̞͈̣̠͚̫͕̝̻̗͓̰̖̤̇̈́̑́̏̃̿̾̄̂̎̅̅̿͛͆͌̄̈́̆͗̈͆͊̑̃͂͂̈́͑̂̐̐̃̈͗̾̏̂͋̌͐̒͛͘̚͠͝͝͝͝͝͝ͅ?̷̢̡̢̨̢̨̢̠̰̖̞̻͇͔̠̮̬͓̹̫͙͖͖͙͕͉͔̬̣̞̦͍͕̞̺͎̜̼͎̃̓͒͐̅̓̀͛̓̐͊̂͊̄͋͑̎̾̓́̋̍̓̾̏̂̿͑̋͌̊͘̚͠͝͝͠?̶̨̡̡̨̢̨̢̧̡̨̨̡̢̧̛̛̲̥͇̙͉͕͇̞̺̣̟͎͚̮̼̰̪̘̝͓̖̜͎͖̯͎̝̪͔͔̟̰͔̭̦̥̜͎̱̦͉̤̙͚̯̘̙̙̥̟̩͍̪͍͓̲͍̣̲̫̙̤̹͈̙̘̥̗̟͇̼͓͙̥̠͒̍̔̆̅̆̈́̆̎̈́̏̈͌̑̃̐͆̋̀͑̑̊̑̈̀̈̇̔̈́̏̌̇͐͛͆̔͒̃̔͑́͐̋͊̀̾́̂͗̎͑̋̈́͋͛̉̿̊͗͆͆͐̉̒̀̓͋͊̉̊̓̓̄̇̿̕̚͘̕͘̚̕̚͜͜͜͝͠͝͝͠?̵̡̨̢̧̢̨̢̨̛̛̛̘͖̱̫̮͓̖̫̯̘͇͔̘̩̝͎͎̟͚̪̭̮̱͓̳̮̹͉̭̯͈̱͙̩̬͍̠̜͉͖̥͚̳̘̲̻͕͉̺͓̫̖̥̲̲̝̮̺͖̭̖̭̼͇͚̮̙̦̼̺̩͉͕̮͎̟͙̦͍̜̀̅̈́͒̂̓͒͒̅̅̒́̉̋̇̃̾͂̃͂͑̊̿͊͗̑̒͛̔͛̏̀̑̏̋̈͐͘̚͜͜͝͝͠ͅ)̷̢̢̢̡̛͕͙̠̖̰̣̙̹̘̠̲̳̬͔̩͓̼̥̗̩̯͚̮̣̮͖̬͖̞̟̳͙̦̟̼͉̭͙̻͙̘͕͈̘͚͈̓͛͊́̔̈́̔͆͛̅̉͆́͐͐̎͗̿́̈́̾̎̈́͌̈̃̇̿͛͋̂́́̃͋́̅͗̒̌̀̀̇̓͌̀͐̔͑̌͆̈́͐̃̎̀͌̈́͌̀̑̕͘̚̕͘̚̕̕̚͜͜͠͠͝͠͝͠͝͝
̴̨̧̛̯̤͈͍͓̭̼̗̜̣͔͗̊̽̅̽͊͂́̐́͐̇̃̆̍̊͐̾̿̏͒̒͐̌̍͐̆̃͌̇͐̀́̂̋̀̐̎̇̀̽̓͛̉͊̀̈̋̂̇̿͛͊̓̃̈́̎̍͌̓̀̉͊̅͆̄̿̊̄͌̀̓̔͛͂͘͘̚̕͘͘͘͜͝͝͝͠͠͠ͅḦ̶̡̛͔̤̼̪̪͕̠̗͙̦̜̞̜̮̲̹͇̰̼̞͚͚͙̪́͗́̔͆̆̾̂̏̎̃͗̀̏̆̍̿̈́̒̾̈́̽̈́͆̆̎̉̓̏̏̓̒̐̂̀̈̇͒̇́̎͗̓͘̚̕̕̕̚͝͠ȩ̷̧̢̢̢̧̻͓̟̤̠̖͖̼̫̲̝͎̜̼̭͖͙̳̭͓̗̲͎̠̘̗̟̯͚̟̳̦͔̞͈̭̳͈̻̞̗̝̥̣͙̺̘̗͍̭͙̖͖͈͙̲͉̫̹̥̘̩̮̼̞̯͍̙̺̖̮̠̞̲̘̩̗͚̪̫̦̲͔̺̖̯͓̺̣̃͊ͅḻ̸̨̡̢̨̨̢̢̢̪̗͍̦̳̬̲͇̹̬͎̹̬̠͙͍͙̹̳̳͇͖͉͕͙͚̲͙̣͓̜̲̙̼̳̲͈͙͙̻͚̫̪͚̘̮͕̫̖̖̟̮̪̤̖͕̉̈́̿͋̄̋̀̿̒̓͐̑̍̍̈͑̈́͛̃́̓̽͋̿̋̈́͆̍͛̇̓̄͒̔͛́̈͛̓̌͛̔͛̌͛̽̈̄́́͛̌̊̊́̆̈́͌̀̈̌́͆͋̇͌̾̈̈́̑́̚̚͘̚͘̚̕̕͜͝͠͝͝͝ͅͅͅp̵̨̨̢̢̨̛̤͓͕̱̥̦̦̯̱̠̼̫̺̺̹̠̮͉̙͍̝͎̺̞̲̯̼̝͖̭͓̥̞̜͉̗̬͚͆̏͊̾̆̇̉̿̈́́́̓̎̊̅̈́͐̕͜͝ͅͅḨ̴̨̡̧̡̡̡̢̡̼̩͈͍̝͇̩̥̺̼͓̳͖̙͈͓̜̜̘̫͖̻̳̠̻̹̳̜̺̤͔̱͇̺̭̫̩͚͖̪̩̝̥͎̮̫͇̫̳͇̻͋̑̽̌̅̌͂͌̌͗́̒̓͒͋̀͋̈́̚͜͝͝ͅͅͅe̷̢̨̡̡̧̡̢̗̗̥̪̥̥̥̦̻̱̠̯̭̼̖͖͙̯̩̱̥̞̲͙̼̜̤̦̩͙̜̘̯̟̼̫̫̦̫͙̭͕̳̲̲̤͚̬̝̞̰̲͍͍̲̠̭̣͖̞̟̬̯͎͍̙̪̬̫̘̳̘̘̞͗̒͆͊́͜ͅͅͅͅͅḽ̵̡̨̢̡̧̨̛̹͖̼̱̩̩̙͇͓̩̠̮̼̖̼̟͇̜͉͔͙̻̺̖̟̫͎͚̫̫͎̱̖̺̥̲̻͙̤̮̘̱͓̬̖̙̺̫͎̮̥̝̳͖̰̩͓̱̹͊̀̓̏̔̈́̋̇̑̆̓̑̓͐̉͋̈́͑̀̀̍̽̃͗͊̏͌̀̇͌̈́̿́̿͛͆̎͌͌̓͗̿̆͛͐̽̋̐͆̏̕͘͜͜͠͠͠ͅͅͅͅṗ̷̡̡̧̧̢̨̨̧̧͔͍̻͓̦̘͍͉͈̩̘̝̹͔̜̺̩͈̱̟͔̹̺̥̖̭͍͎̘̪̮̣̼͈̘̰̱̮̜͚̫̫̠̳̱͇͙͇̠̬̳͎̳͇̟̘̱̟͜͜͜ͅH̷̨̡̡̡̨̨̧̡̢̧̱͕̖̞͇͍̼͈͍̜̬̳̭̩̣͖̻̱̻̟̣̩͓̫̘͓̣͎͕̪͈̖͚̫̖̬͕̰͙̖̬͇͇͈͙̳͍͎͍̳̪͕̱͔̜̮̤̪̳͚̫̖͓̼̯̖̦͖̝̗͇̮̫̙͖̪̘̲̪̻̝̓͌̿͗̀̃̓̈́̒̏͑̎̚͜͜͝ͅę̵̡̧̬̩͇̜̻̥̤̘̳̤͖͖̞̥͉̣͓̥̣̣̖̦͔̯̱̖͍̠̳͖͍̬͚̰̱͖͚̭̗͖͕̠̩͇̬͈̳̮̱͇͚͕̲̩͉͖͙͈̻̘̬̮̭͚̫͚̮̦̓͗͒̍͐͛̈́̓̐̂̂̌̒̉́͛̌̋̿̎̀́͂̈͐́͛̐͌̏́͑͊̆͋̽̕͠ͅļ̵̢̨̧̡̢̧̢̨̛̩͖̥͇̘̲̪̗̹͕͚̤̳̝̤̥̜̖͔̼͔̘̖̠̟̼̺͙̭̪̹̙͎̞̗̖̭͈͖̩͓͎̫̖̙̮̲̫͓͍͚͕̜̖͇̟̤̹̹̜̏͑͂̓̀͂̇̎̔͂̀͑͆̑͂̃̂̀̿̎͗̈̄̉̄̂̈́̽̊̏̍̌̀́̈́̓̐̓̋̓͒͑̄̈́̇͋͊̓́̇͆̓͗͆̍̃͐̈͒̕͘͘͘̕͜͜͜͠͝͝ͅͅͅp̸̛̦̺̬̰͖͇̠̬̫͙̰͚̮̰̣̖̮̗̠̠̣̞͈̰͍̙̦̪̮͚͕̪̪̱̜̫̰̲͍͑̀̉̂́́̉̐͐͋̀̒̐̈̐̔͋̈͋́̈́͗̿̚̚̕̚͘͜͠͝͠͝͝͝
̷̨̧̡̢̛̖̮̙̪̘̖̘͎̫̮̖͍̱̪͓̼͇̯̻̱̪̦͓͈̺͎̪̘̳͕̱̙͌̐̽̋̄̋̌̓̓̏̅̀̓̏̐̋͛̉̓̐͂̆͐̀͌́̓͗̓̏͋̓̌̔̿̐̒̆̿͋͛͗̾̇̆̿̐̎̏͑̾̆̾̄̓̀̕̕̕͜͜͜͝ͅͅͅ(̷̨̡̡̢̧̨̡̧̨͚͈̮̙̼͉͕̯̼͖͙̺̣̗̝͙̺̖͓̬̬̙͉̻̬̠̲̮̰̤͙̭̺̩̭͕̫̝̫̠̲̙̹̥̫͇̯̲͆̍͗̉̆̂̿̍̈́̉̔͗͌̇̒̈́̀̊̉̿̓̈́͜ͅ?̴̢̧̡̧̧̛̛͔͉̰̳̩̗͓̙̻̳̫͚͚͉̘̗̫̯͇̳̯̦̰̥̝̜̞̰̘̮̂͐̽̎͛͛̉͆͆͌̎̈̽̃̄̿͊̂̓͗͐͊͆́̽̆̅̓̊̿̚̚̕͜͠͠͠͝ͅ?̷̧̛̼͂̃̃̇̑͌͒̃̐̑͑́̓̅̏̊̿̔̓͒͛̋́̆̏͌̀̀̐̋̈́̍̑́̃͂̀̆̄͌̈̂́̽͑̾̂̀͑̒͋̀͒̐̆̆̂̓́̎͘̕̕͘̕͠͝͠͝?̷̢̡̨̩̺͎̬̳͇̲͖̙̖̠͔̻͇̝̫͚͔͍͉̩̖̠̬̮̬̪͚̜̖͇̩̬͙͈̬̥̻̗͍̺̤͈̘̩̬̲̺̙̘̜̖̙̙͍̙̾̓̈́̊̓͌́̎̏̔͛͋̍̓̋̄̾̏͐̌̆̆͐͌͗́̐̕͜͝͝͝ͅͅ)̵̧̨̢̛̛̛̳̼̮̠͍͔̜̲͚̼̯͖̼̰̦͔̺͍̤̦̥͎̟͓̯̰̱̖̋̉́́͆́̒̆̈̀̈́̓̀̀̊̇̏͊̈́̂̂̅̆͂̆̈́̑̃͋̊̾̎͑͋̀̀̋́̒͒̂̑̄̅͐͂͗̄̃̈͗̀͊̿̈́̐̇̀̆̍̑̓́̇̅͘͘̕̕̕͘͜͝͝ͅ
̷̨̡̢̨̡̡̢̛̛̝̝̩̦͍̤̠̗̖̫͕̻̮͕̙͈̪̬̮͇͚̟͖͈̙̖͎̞̤͉̫̫͙͚̫̦̠̮̬̯̹̯̺͕̫̰͚͖̤̳̫͈͈͍̭̩̥͓̬͔̪̠͉̗̟͚̜̓͒͆̏͐̈́̓͆̇̉͑̉́̎̉̌̅̾̂̎̈́̀̈́̀̍͒̔̈̎̍̊̈́͛͋̎̃̉̆̅̐̌͆̏̏̋̏̂͆̔̑̔̾̑́͒̔̏̈͊̉͐̀́̿͑͗̊́̐̍̽̌͆̇͘͘̚̕̚͜͠͠͝͠͠͝͝͝ͅͅH̴̛̛̰̥͓͇̫̙͎̤̝̰̯̞̣̱̞̼͈̝̩̯́̒͌̇̅̎̄̿́̐̌͊̑̍̂̀̀̈́̅̅͛͒̏̊͂̍̔̃̉̎̄̽́̐͠ę̷̢̛̛̥͓͕̭͓̤͖̝̙͎̝͍͗̎͋̂̈́̓̾͛͆̍͂͗́̈́̔̈́͋̇̋̍̈́̈̾͂̓̅̐͋̅̇͒͌̏͋̉͌̿̈́̃̍̈͌̒̓̓͆͋͑̃̒̂̉́́̂̎͂̌̈́̑̈́̆͛͗̑͐̓̈́̽͌̊̉̓̓̀̔̈́̋̓̄̈͌͘̕̚̕͘͜͠͠͝͠͝͠l̷̨̢̨̡̛̥̩͇͖͚̹̭͖̙̱̥̦̖͇̻͕͖̥̝̣͖͖̙̦̮̻̰̪̤͇̮̖̫̺͕͕̘͍̭̙͈͖̖̰̣̹͓̦͉̼̖̟̩͉̪̳̰̟̪̥̹͉̯͉̯͖͙͙̻̥̩̤͓̗͉̞͎̮̱̞̫̥͙̾̓̈́̆̍̀͆̋̈͒̀̈́̓̍̈̾͒̓͌̈́͒͐̂̽̇́̄̏̉͐͆͋͌̽̿̆̀̉̾͑͐͑̈́̎͊̅̇̅̀̉̐̆̋̊̐̿̚̕͜͜͝͠͠͝͝͝ͅͅͅp̸̨̛̹͎̼͙̽́̀̓͊́͐̐̈́̄̈́͐̇̂̈́͋̍̈́͒͑͌͆͋̍͛̏̈̓͆͆̔̊̓́̆̇̎̑͘͘͘͝͝Ḥ̵̡̨̨̡̧̡̝̱͚̝̜̜̰͇̼̦̥̮͈͉͇̥̭͔͔̤̥̩̭̲͕̗̥̻̙͚͔͔̪̦̖̹̘̗̮͉͙͈̫̯̲͇̼͖̞̯͉̭͖͉̱̲̗̤̻̹́̇̈́̐̉̈͊͘͜ͅe̴̛̛̺̝̩̯̤̣̬̣̰̘̱͙̪̱̒͑͒͋̎̈̔̂̀̌̿̈͌̾͆͛̉͌͑̄͛̀͒̋́̈̋̓̅̓͑͂̀̐͒͂̇̂̅̋̿̾̏̈́͋͘͘͝l̷͇̰̗̠͈̟̝̟̳̥̣̜̥̰̜̲̺̈͋̇̈̓̏̊̓̌͗̓̾͑̇͛́͛̌̔͂̉͑͑̒̄́͛̆̄̄̉̅͑̈́̽̎͑͐̍̎̅̚̕̕͘͝ͅp̴̧̧̨̨̬̯̺̝͍̥̥̯̫͖͎̫̫͉̮͙̝̙̜͙̝̬̼̭̣̹̥̪͈̪̬͔̦̹̝͍͚̹͔͉̭̠͍̼̭̬͓̮̺̫̪̱͙͍̭̝̳̠͕̜̪̣̣̫̥͕̘̖̻̜̭̝̦̼̭̲̖͓͒͑̔̃͌̏̈́̅̔͂́̌͒́͜͜͜͜͜H̸̛͍̯̠̞̘̱̻̮̟̝̣͈̭̣͔̦̓͐͂̈̐́̏̍͊̋̇̄̈̈́̇̃͘͜͝͝e̶̢̧̧̡̢̢̡̺̣̺̥̞̻̖͙̖͖͇͎͈͖͈̲̭̣̫͕̤̟̘̲̯̦̠͙͇̖̺̥̭̪̥̝̫̥͉̜̱͈̯̹̖̝̩̬͛͜͜ļ̸̞͓̟͎̼̦̝͚̥̜̺͎̺̜̟̪͖̫̲̯̺̣̼̪͍̝̼̼̞͖͕̭͚̫̔͌̇̑͑͊͑̕͠ͅp̸̧̧̧̡̡̢̩̪̬͕̘̙̥̻̘̘͓̜̜̞̪̗̳̺̞͈̞̭͇̲̞̥͙̜͓̠̺̖̯͙͚̤̺̘̣̈́͂̏̔̀͆̒̅̾̾̏͗̆̈́̿̈́̐̎̆͐̆̎͒͘̚̚͜͠
̴̨̢̨͕̩̘͇̗̖̮͔̭͈̟̺͍͎̩͉͉̹̙̪͙̤̖̠͈͖̹̳͇̗̘̹̰͉̰̞̹͖̤̱̺̹͑̓̈́ͅͅ(̴̡̧̡̧̪̺͓̭̖̺̘̭͕̠͖̹̹̺̱̠̞̜͖̪̤͙̬͖̣̟͚̞̖͓͓͍͕̣̘͈̥̻̮̗͈̱̺̩͍͉̗̦͍͇͉̮̗̰̮̇̿̽̈́́̆̈́̔̐͋͝ͅ?̸̢̧̨̢̡̢̢̛̹̖̟͙̹̱̩͈̱͙̗̗̰̹̦̠͙͍̝͇̝̫̠̬̠̘̟͇̥̺͕̱̻͉̭̖͕̙̩̱̟̺̯̩̳̙̗̞̮̦̭͇̯̖̳͖͍̩̱̦̈́͂̽̋͋̆͋̔̌̉̽̍̿̆̓̎̈́̅͐͐̀̈́͛̔́̄̊̽͊̅̃̀̀͋͋͂̂̾̃̉̇̋̓̎͑͐͒͆͋̆̍́̒̽̿̀̈̊̊̇̂͗̀̾̎̀͌̋͘̚̚͘̚͜͠͠͝͝ͅ?̵̢̢̨̧͔̠̗̗̫̬̠̱̙͔̭̰̗̤̲̭̣̤͔̩̝̫̦͎̮͌̋̏́̈̃̌́̀͆̽͑͛̄̎̏͆̓̅̿̒̒͂͌̐́͘̕͝͝͝͠ͅͅ?̶̨̧̧̧̛̫̤̤̲͖̘͕͎̹̲̪̗͎͙̻̤̖̜̤̱͇̻͓͖̝̠̤̞̳̝̪̺̫̰͈̻͙̰̗͉̪̝̠̺͇̻͔̟̮̯͍͕̬̙͉̖̟͉̬̠̥͚̪̼̦͈̙̮́͒̈́͌̀̎̏̈́̑̈́̈́̈́̈́̄͂̀̀̍̉̋͑͛̈̓́̈́̒̀̃̀̍̄̿̋̈͂̀̈́̀͒̆́̍̔̒̉̈͒̐̒̉̅̿̋̉́͛̕͘͘̕͝͝͠͝͝͝͠)̶̧̡̧̺͎̣̙̺͎̠̱͎̥̤̣̝̯͈͕͎͔̲̮̣̭̲̟̦̖͎́̉͋̀́̽̑́̑̃̓̎͂̋̀̓̍̕͝͝ͅ
̷̢̢̡̡̨̨̡̧̛̬̤͉̳̳̞͕̣̣͍̦̘̞̣͚͚͔̣̫̞̟̲̖̺̯̤̮͉̤͓̥̦͈̰͖͚̣̫̞͓͙̳͈͖̹͍̳͎̠̣̣̰̺̺̳̮̬̯̗̖͔͎̯̗̣̝̞̩̦̙̲̮͚̣̠̊̊͋̌̉̅͗̑̉̃͛̔͗̃͊̐̀̈́͋̊̈́̀͆́̓̾̓̀̇̇̐́̌͑͒̇̆̎͑̂̿̇͒͑̉̾͂͑̒̂͐̉̓̍͌͗̅̽͗͆̀̊̿́̀̆̄̂̇͊̚͘̕̕̕̕̕͘͝͝͝͝͠͠͝͠͝ͅͅḨ̶̢̧̨̧̡̢̧̛͍̼̦̤͈̗̝͙̩̘͓͔̞͉̥̼̣͔̞̖̞̥̩̰̫͍̳͈͍͈̺̹̱̣̝̼̫̜̯̭̪͖̞̼̯̝͔̗̳͈͔̟͚͔͚̅̄̑̌̎̎̐͂̿͂̀̀̃͋̀̎͂̊̏́͌̌̚͜͜ͅę̷̢̢̛̪̺̥̝̪͖̖̟̳̘̗̤̗̱̜̝̪̲̤̬̠̣͍͔͇̖̰̒́̏̑̿͊̐̋̃̀̈́͂̔̐̀͋͒̚͝ͅĺ̶̨̡̢̨̧̧̨̡̨̧͔̟̩͍͇͎͚͍͖͎͎̤͍̭͚͓͎̝̳̝̪̜̳̝̝̤̬͙͖͍̳̗̱̥̬̟͕͈̯̘̩̞̤̞͖̪̥̘̻̯̜͚̙̩͉͕̗̲̩͇͙̺̝̲̳̟̮̮̮͎͓͎͓̖͇̠͍̙̟̔͒̿̐̂̉̈́̀̔̅͂̏̋̇̽̃̓̀̔̓͒͂̆̅̈́͑̽̃̃͗̆͆͑̋́̄̌͂̓̇̆̓̋͌̾͐̉͋͒̈́͑̈͗̕̚̕͜͝ͅͅͅͅp̸̡̨̝̣̣̺̐̐͒͛́̓̊̈́̈́̈́̒́̀̈͋͊̓͂̑̋̄̔̈̋̉̈͋̍̾̾̐̈́͋̽̈́͛̊͗̅͗̈́͒͐̒̈́̈́̄̍̏̌̓́̊͗̄̈̓̾̌́̅̾̈́̀̂̃̔̐̈́͐̓̅͋̈́͂͋̍͋̈́̓́̚͘̚͘̚͘͘̚̕̕͜͝͝͠͝͝H̴̢̧̧̨̡̖̣̠͍̗̳͍̫̝͍̫̝͉̮͍̗̯̞̘̰͉͚̞̫͔̠̰͉͉̙͕̼̮̩̳̫͖̤̮͛͒̋͛̏̾̅̈́̈́̾̈́́̓͛̆͆͌͒͗̋̋̑͋̿͛̉̂͆͑͘̕͘̚͜͝͝͠͝͠ͅę̸̨̧̨̨̨̢̢̛̛̛̤̣͕̞̙̙̺͓̖̗͖̳̪͈͇̱͕̲̖̝͉̗̮̙̲̳̗̼̲̺̱̟̻͚͈̬͍̫̤͇̘͔̫̞̞̟̖̙̠̜͔͇̥͇̹͕̖͙͓͇͍̝͖̘̲̙͑̈̉̉͗̒̄̂̏͊͒̾̒̓̓͗̏̐̏͂̏̒̽̅̂̐͋̄̊̾̿̿̎̇̈́͒̀̈́̽̊̾͛̂̂̈́̓̓̔̅̆̉́̄́͘͘̚̚͜͠͠ͅͅl̴̨̡̡̨̡̧̧̧̛̮͚̥͖̫̥̼̝̻̖̫̖͖͕͉͚̩̙̬̺̯̖̫̝͍̺̞̭̗̗̩̤͚̦̟͎̺̪̩̤͙͇̯̣̹̱̩̱̫͉̯͙̮̳̥̗̜̝͖̤͗̿̐͑͐̍̀̌͂̾̐́̈́̎̿̎̉͒̒̂̇̌͗̉̑̍̍͊̅̂͌̓͗́̓͐̾̀͂̓̄̊̐̔̏͊́̌͆̃̀͛̂͂̂̋̐͋͘̚̕͘̚͘͜͝͠͝ͅͅͅp̵̨̢̛̛̼͈̞͍͈͉̲̝̼͍͎̖̦̹̱̱͚̮͇̯̠̱͇̺̜̣͙̳̣̣̳͚͉̪̹̖̹̜̤̲͙̏̓͐̔͆͌̄́̋̿̓̈́̒̓̓̃͜͝͝H̶̨̢̡̢̨̢̨̛̛͇̞̙̘̱̟̦̫̻̲͓̫͎̥̝̺̖̦̜̳͓͍̼̜̗̯͉͙̬͈̟̖̰͉̱͔͚̙̳̤̩̣̲̯͈̳̻͙͈̫̣͕̹̲͇̣̰̫͍̱͍̥̲̬̥͙̜̹̹̟̘̪͎̀̐̋̈́͒͛̔͒͆̔̅͋͒͋̆͐͆̉̒̅̍̀̔̀͂́̎̌͑̇͆̔̉̀̍̍̈́̏̑̐̿̀̕͘̕̕̚̕͝͝͝͝ͅͅẻ̸̡̡̧̧̛̘̤̹͚̗͔̮͇̯̩̞̹͓͓͙͔͎̜̥̘̰̬̟͚̭̜͈͔̻̻̻̖͎̮̥̙̟̤͚͉̖̯̠̉̅̂̂̂̍̄̇̿͑̈́̎̃̈́̇́̒͒̐̂̑̃̑̑̽̃̋̄̽̀͑͐̆͌͒̏̀̾̋͌̒͗̾̈́̂͂̓̾̈́̆̀̎̍͑̔̆̆̓̆̚͘̚̕͘͜͜͜͜͝͝͝͝͝͝͝ͅļ̴̡̡̨̛̛̛̛͖͖̼̖̖̙̗̦͖̱̰̟̲̲͎͍̮̹̬̫͓͇̻̺͙͈̰͍̥̜͓̺̮͚̺̮̪̣̣̫̥̫̼̟̗̺̻̙̹̣̩͚̻̭͙̙͉̮͇̈́̽̐͒̓̽̋̔̆̐̈́̈͊̔̀̏̾͊̋̇͗͆̌̌̊͛̐͑͂̾͒̓̈̉̑̔̾͛̌̏́̇̎͐͂͒̂̐̉̍̿̍͒̈́̑̓͌͌͋͆̉͗̈́̐̚̕͘̕͜͜͜͝͝͝͠ͅͅͅp̸̺͇̱̼͕͛̿̓̓͊̆̑́̍̔͋͗̈́̃̂̅͒̈́̂͂̚̚͠
̴̨̢̧̢̨̡̨̢̢̛̞͉̬̘̹̫̬̤̺̮͚̰̲̦͍͓̹̘̙͕̯̱̠̰̭̞̗̼̫̗̠̦̗͕̜͎̫̦̣̪̭̖̮͇̭̗͔̖̯͇̺̙̟̜͎̟̗̜̯͖̮̻̹͎̭̣̺̝̜̜̗͉̠̭͎̠̗͓̫͕̥̭̀̾̆̅̾͊̃̃̂͊̏̓̍̎̀̉̌͆̽̀̋̒̇̍͗̋̇̓̈̀̆͑̿͊͐̾̆̀͌̃̂͐̔̂̀̚̚̕̕͜͠͝͝͠(̸̧̢̫̫̩̝̞̼̦̱͎̺̯̥̪͍̞͈͉̖̲̟̺̦̣̙̺̝͈͉̥͔̭̭̯̱̰͔̯̺͍́̊̀͆̈͒͊̊͒́̉̅̑̓̑̎̏̇͐͒͋͗̄̌͋̑̈͌͑͊̈́̒́̌̍̑̓̈̒̓̇̓́͒̉̓͌̈́̌͌͂̉́̽̿̔̓̐̈́̕̚͘̚̕͘̕͝͠͝͝?̴̧̧̨̡̨̧̡̢̢̡̛̹̤͍̝̞͎̪̬̠̳̙̭̙͉̬̖̲̯͕̤̫͉̝͕̩͔̺̘̠̙͍̣̜̞̼̟̻͍̳̤̗̝̮̲̟͉̪̱̮͔̖̦̬̖̝̞̭̲̭̩͖̞̠̺͚̩̬̥̠̰̩͇̬̜͉̼̖̪̭̮̀̃̓̎̏͋̓̀̃̊̈̂̒͒̓̌̀̿̋̾́͝͠͝ͅ?̷̝̻̹̼͒͆̐͂̓̑̆̍͒͋̈̌̀̓̈́̏̊̇̇̉̆͆͐̆̓̆̄̓͋̊̄̅̈́̀͒̀͐̾̾͂̋͗͑͆́̓͊͆̕͝͝͝͝͝?̷̧̡̢̛̛̯̥̰̤̯͚̻̘͕͉̥̜̮̯̮̬̰͔̱̤̻̝̺̜̭̼̣̱͎̳̟͉̟̺̙̫̼̟̜̦̩̜̞̰̭̭̻͎̯͈͌͂̅̔̌̎̿͊̂̓̔̒́̈́̅͒̆̋͂́͂̊͆̃̔̐̿̉͑͋̃̾̓̑̔̏́̒̾̋̐̈̀̉̓͒̈́̓̋̽͗̔̈́͂̏͛́̑́̑͋́̎̊̀̀̔̌̊̃̔͗̏̈́̂̄̃̀͐̎̒́̀̕̚̚̕̚̕̚͜͝͠͝͝ͅ)̶̧̡̡̢̛̛͎͓͖̱͚͙̳̰͖̫̹̹͓̠͖͚̥̥͙͉̩͕̻͕̬͎̝͉̠͈͍̟̰̻̹̘̟̖͖̫͖̣̭̠̬̥͈͓̍͂̓̅̔̏̍͆̐̊̎͑̀́̀͑͋̀̓̇̒̄̅̐̏͂͛̐͗͗̾̐̑̌̆̑̽̄̈̈́̉̆̿͗̐͋̋̓͆̈͗̊̓̈́͐̃̒̆͗̐̈̽̑͘̚̚̕͘͜͠͝͠͝͝͠͝͠
̷̧̧̛̛͈̘̫̩͔̣̺̖̝̗̝͎̞͉͕̩̰͚̘̺̥͍̲̘͙͖̠̞̜͖̘͈̘̭̝̞̺̖̝̲͎͖̹͚̹̝͈̆̓̌͌͑̆͛̀̂̇̄̅̔́͊̈́͊̆͂̀̓̽̀̔̍̇̈́̈̿́͐̿̈̄̎̉̇̿͌͌̍͆̂̈̌̉̒̇͌̌͒͗̄̅̇̔͊̎̉̄͋̓̚͘̕͘͘̕̕͘͠͝͝͝͠͝͠͝͠͝͝ͅḪ̴̢̡̧̘̠͎̟̖̜̹̝̰̣̟̣͔͕̺͍͎̺͉͔̳̫̤̠̖̄͗͋̿̍̀̃͗̿̒͊̈́͆̌͆͐͒̂͆͋̉̐̀̀͒̃̂͌̂̒̎͗̾̓͛̎̀̈́̑͐̎̽̒̂͘̚͝͝͠͝͝ͅȩ̴̨̡̧̢̡̢̛̛̛̛̝͉̞͖̜̲̫̙͓̤͖̻̪͎͎͎̜͇̺͔̖̗̝̼̠̹͇͇͈̫̩̹̥̻̯͔̖̜̋̋̽̿̆͐̈́̀̀̓̈͑̍̈́̃͋̓͋̊̐̓̆̐̽̈́̈́͊̍͒̋̉͐̄̊̈́̿͋̔̍͌̍̿̑͆̎́̅̔̀̋͆̿̓̓̂̎̐̅̆͊̔̀̀͌̓̽̈̏͑͒̒͛̃͂̐͑́̀̐̍̌̕̚͘͘̕͘͜͜͝͝͝͝l̴̢̨̡̡̨̧̛͕̝̯͖̯̩͖̰͇͍̗͇̦͖̞̖͕̭̪͍͉͈̤̠̻̞͍͈̼̙̦͚̹̣̞͓̬̫͙͔͚̖̬̺͓̖̦͈̘̗̦̦̯͔̤̱̪̜̥͉̠͈̟͓̗̯̯͖͊͊̋̄͗̏͒͊͐̓͆̓̔̈͒́̈́̍̍̍͋̐̈́͑́̂̋̊̅̆̃́͗̿̈͋͘̚̚͘͜͜͝͝ͅͅp̷̡̢̢̨̧͈͙̰̫͇̤̠͎̗͔̙̙̰̰̟̯̟͐̌̂͐̋͗̆̃͑͋̋̊̇̎́̕̕Ḣ̴̢̡̡̢̨̛̛̖͖͈̺͈̱̺͈̻̥̮̝̥͈͔̲͈̲̥̗̯̬̬͙͉̫̱͇͔͓̘̖̼̪̪̙͙͚̘͖̣̪̘̮̞͍͈͇͓̱̘͎͇̣͎͇͚̘̫̖̘͚̹̗͓͙̰͍̪̮̠͉̪͉̤̭̋͂͊͂̉̀͊́͑̂̓̑̇̇͒͂̒͐͗̆̒͋̀̄̂͗͆̎́̽͆̏̀̕̚͘͘͜͜͜͝͝͝͝͠ͅͅę̸̨̨̨̧̨̛̛̩͓͈̣̪͈͈̪̹̼̼̼̪͖̣̮̹̺̞̲̣̙̩̮͍̟͚̖͎̻̣͇̯̝̲̦̰̣̲̦̝͓̰̭̮͈͖̣̳̠̦̩͎͓̔͊̀̀̅̃̐̍̈̏͐̕ͅͅͅͅl̵̨̧̢̛̠̳̥͕̠͉̩̳͕̭̥͈̗͍͍͙̘͈̦̗͍̯͑̉͒͗̏̿̀̀̐̽͊͐̏͆͂̚̕͘͜͠͝p̸̢̢̛̛̪̽̍͒͛̄̑̈́̍́̓͑̈͋̆̀͑̑̎́̽̾̈́͛̏́͋͌̎͒̆̏́̈̈́͑͌͗́̾̔͋̑̅͋̇͒̍̚̕͘͠͝͝Ḩ̶̡̧̛̛̩̘̹̹̲̂̒̀̈́̉́̑̃͆̈́̌̔͋͊̿̍͊̏̈́̍̎̅̉̓͒̈́̒̏̏͋͊͒͆̃̓̔͗̑̇͒̀͐̐̔̆͒͊͆̇͒̿̈́́̅̒̑̂̆̑̂̿̐̒̉̉̄͑̍́̈̍̂̕͘͘͝͠ę̵̨̧̢̢̧̦̱̟̱̺͇̳̤̬̣͈̱̖̝͈̬̰͎̩͇̳̜̹̖̤̱̞͈̪̣͔͙̼̳̟̣͉̣͓͖̺͉̤̣̣̜̰̳̤̮̜̩̪͓̳̝̟̭̦̪͎̺͔̔̐̏̔́̈́̂͛̌̌̃̌͗̆̓̋̌̉̌͛̇̈̂̏͌͛̃̃͊̆͗̄̽̄̽̅̒͐̕͘͝͠͠ͅͅͅḻ̶̢̡̯̼̪̯͕̭͇̦̖͖̲̣͍͈̙͓̰̤͔̪̰̘̠̝̬̙̹̳͖̲͍̯̼̩̱̪̣̱̿͐̀̈́̆̆̽͑̑̒̉͂̓̇̄̄́́̅̋̍́̓̄̒͂̀́̂̄̓͐̓̑̏͋̀̚͝͠ͅp̷̢̡̢̢̡̧̢̧̛̛̞͍̝̜͕͕͍̹̖̘̭̺̘̯̩̟͍͖͕̪̮̭̳͍̼͓̳͖̣͓̝͈̜̝͖̪͚͍̹̿̈́̅̅͌͒̇̌̄̽́̂̀͊̍̌͂͗͒͋̉̈́̈̇̓̒̿̌̄̾͆̿́̎̉͒̄̈́͐̄͌͂́͂͘̕̚̕̕͠ͅͅ
̴̨̘̻͓͕̰͙̟̥͔̳͔̱̯͈̹̘͖̅̂̍͒̂̐̆͆̑͌͊́̅͆̾̅̆̽̃̈́͐̾͒͒̈́̎̒̇̿̈͜͝͝ͅ(̴̧̢̨̧̢̛͖̫̩̣̝̱͎̱̠͉̰̹̬̟͈̺̯̜̮͍̦͓͉̰̣̟̰̯͙̖̣̯͉̈̎̅̍͂̑̈͒̈́́̆̑̈́͌̌̐̾́̋͐̾̾̈̿̀̉͑͋̐̈́̂͊́́͛̎̿͑͘̚͘̕͝͠͝͠͝?̶̗͉̹͈͚̲̥͍̙̼̖̳͈̄̄͋̉̈́̈́̉̓͠ͅ?̸̡̡̢̧̢̧̧̛̜̦̳̮̹͉͇̱̺̩̲̮̩̩̞̻̼̲̥̪̜̥͖͉͕̙̞͚͍̣̳̫͈͓̖̺͓͍̟͓̬̹̥͚͇̞͉͕̻͇̯̫̹̆͌̃̊͊̄͐̍̃̒̊̓͂́̋͋̽͐͐̾̊̑̆́̈́̐͗̌̎͑̿̅͊͛̍̀͊̈́̂͊͂̊̈́̉͊̆̑̑́͗̍͛͊̑̉̈͒̈́̉͒̔̆̈́̆̊̑̄̔͆͂͆̊͆͆́͑̏̏̅̈́̇̓͘̕̕̚͜͜͜͝͠͝͝͝͠͠͝͝ͅ?̷̨̧̧̡̧̡͚̫͚̤̥̜̞̯̰̯̞̺̤̳̖̞̪̦̖͕͎̟̗̲̥͙̣̼͉̹̘̰͎̮̳̘̖͕̬̜̞̫̪̙̯̠̲̣̲͉̰̜̄̃̈̃̈́̏̎̒͛̄̍̏͂̄̓̅̈́̈͑̈́̃̄͐̀͜͜͝ͅͅͅ)̴̧̡̧̧̧̢̛̦̮͚͈̩̰̠͍͍͍̠̩̗̣̦͖̮̲̱͍̜͚̲̞̖͖̹̠͉̰͈͎͚͍̗͖̼̖̯̤̮̰̯̗͔̮͈̥̦͔̞͇͚͔̥͖͚̩̘̭̱̪̤̤̰̗̺̑͊͗́̈̔̆́̀́̈̑͌̅̓̅̎̃͐̊́͑̊̈͊͌̌̎̾̂̈́̌̋̃͑͋͋̽͆̑̾̓̽̾̋̈́̉̐̈́͘̚̚͘̚̕̚͜͜͜͠ͅ
̵̧̡̡̲̦̙͚͙͍̞͖̲̗̗̖͈̩͇̙̳͎̯̥͔͙̖̘̱̦͙͔̲̺̙̣̬͎͇̞̗͍̱̥̯̪̘̝̱̼̗͈̝̙̦̤͈̺͚͓̩̜͈͔̬͕̫̯͈̻̳̦̗̦͇͖͇͔͑̃̈͆̈́͊͗̂͊̿́͌̎͆͌̌̌̆͑̋͐̓̅̓̉̑̎͒̈́͌̄̐͑̅͒̇̅̃̐̈͐̋̿̚̕͜͜͜͝͝͠͝͝ͅͅH̸̢̛̞̫̣̲̟͕̫̘̬͕̄̑̀́͂͊̈́̔̆̒̀̐̍̀̈͑̽͊̂̂̿̽̋̓͐͑̋̓̄̆̔͛̽͛̂̈̑̈́̋́͐̆̈̄͑̈̏͐̈́̇̃̒̍͌̌̇̊͐͂̿́̀͂̈́̃͆̓̌͘̚͘̚͠͠͠e̴̡̢̨̡̢̲̳͔̗̳̩̬͎̲͚͍̟̱̣̘̹̟̗̯̩̬̫̘͚̻͍̥̦̮̙͚̞̭̼͇̗̳̱̙͖͙͈̖̦͍͇̜̤̟̺̗̪͕̥̳̻͕̠̹̭̪̰̝͍͈̝͔̝̖̲̘̝͔̳̰̲͓̻̩͇̖̲͖̎͗͌͂̊̄̓͒͆́͌̅̀̇̎̀̍̃̊́̒͆̍͐̓͒͛̉̒̂͐͑̃͑̓̎̅̒͗͐̋͗́̅̆̈́̀̆̇͌̅́̔́̍̍̔͆̀̈́̔̇͗̈́̒̂̕͘͜͝͝͠͠͝͠ͅͅͅl̷̢̨̧̩͙͔̫͔͇̜̻̖͖͚̺͖̻̤̠̺̙͓͛̐̈̈́̽̄͊̃̒̑̔̍̓̔́̋̾̍̈͜ͅp̶̢̡̡̨̢͎̣̮̻̬̜̠̪̰̖̠͓̳̰̪̱̻͍̟̙̩̱͕̻̞̣͔̙͒́͊̀̂̄̍̀̓́̔̑͛́̒̎̋́̓̒̽̎͠Ĥ̵̡̢̡̛̛̛̠̞̣̺̺͎̠͕͕̹̞͓͔͍̭͇̼̟̜̤̮̟͔̜̹̫̹̻̖̹̣̍́͛́̇͊͛͌̋͑̈́͌̃̊̌̽̿͌͊̿̄̂̃̅̄̕͝e̵̡̨̨̡̧̡̢̧̛̛̛̘̗̮̳̥̘̻̰̣̹̹̺͍̙̰͉̙̰͍̟̰̝̲̩̤̤͔͇͕̖̪͉̼͕̣̞̮̠̜̥̹̜͖̜̫̱̘̟̺̩̫̱̳̭̭̳͕̼͇̭͖̮̥̩̗͕͋̽̑̒̃̔̈́̏̆̌̆̊͊̍̄͊̔̓̆͋͑̌͛͛̇̎̂̿̓̎̑̈́͂͆́̉͗͋̊̈̈́͑̋̌̑̂͗̂͂̉̈̃͐̿́̀̿̂̑̅͛̆̃̇̀̋̈́̇́̈́̏̾͊̊̍̽̏̃̚̚̕̚͘̕̕̚̕͜͜͠͝͝͝͠͠ͅͅͅl̴̨̡̡̢̧̛̛̛͔̹̰̮̰̼̹̭̲̦̯̗̦͉͓̻̤̠̗̭̼͉̜̗̪͕̠͇͔͙̦̻̦͔̭̺̣̝̙̩̮̱̠͔̠̝̲̪͇̼̺̳̹̳̤͍̩̳͑̈̽̀̅̈́͌̋́͛͐͐̓̄͋͑̋̊̈́̈̌́̌̈̀̉̄́̈́́̃͆̃͐̑̅̓̈́̒̎͂͛͗̊̑̇̔̇͊͂̊̽̄̀͑̉̎͊̾̈́͂͗̋͊͐͛̆͗̀̚̚̕͜͠͝͝͝͝͝͝ͅͅṕ̵̨̛̛̛̪̾̋̆̈́́͆̈̄̒̐̑̋͊͋̅̋̍͌͑͊͌̌̂̋̾͐̒̊͒͐́͒͑̀̽͑̏͒̋͆̑͋̌̃͂̈́͒̓͂̓̈́͂̈̏̾͋̆͆̋͗̓͗̀̏̓͆̿̀̾̎̈́̀̓̓̑͛̊̅̕̚͘͘͘͠͠͝͝͠͠Ḩ̵̨̛̛̥̙̗̪̣͈̙̮͎͕̪̖̼̮̲̬͈̹͍̻̦̜̬̺͎͙̞̫̽̈́̓̽̓̓̿̈̊̊̀̅͆̎̈́̆̔̔̈́̈͒̾̾͆̓̇͂̇̈̓̌̈̊̍̈́̋̃͊̽̑́͆̀̏̓̈́̈̕͘̕̚͝͠͝͝͠͝͝ͅͅę̷̧̡̨̬͖̯͇̪̣͍̺̬̜̭̤͍͕̟͎͎̬̠̲͉͇͎̖̱̝͙̻̞̝͎̻͔̯̬̦̤̭͇̟̣̪̥̖͉̲̜̦̥̟̮̯̀̋̉͒̏̄̈́̿̂̀̂̓̄̇̉̓̒̂̇͆̑͌͐͌̀̌̈́̄̾̈́̆͛̆̌̀͒͆̅̂́̚̕̕͘͘̕͜͝͠ͅl̵̨̢̧̧̢̢͙̦̙̫̰̦͙͙̻̘̦̩̯̮̘͚̤̤̦͔̻͖̼̱͔͕͇̱͇̮̖̭͍̳͉̩̖̫͖̙̥̠̼̬̯̜̣̹̳̺͓͎̼̰̻̩̲͔̱̼̤̩͓̩̩̞̱̭͙͛͋͐̃̇̀́̃͑͗́͐̉̾̎͒̄̈͑́̀̏́̂͆̃̀̊̏̅̂͂͗̎̈́͘̕̚͜͝͠͠ͅp̸̢̡̛̛͉̜̲̩͙͕̭̺͈͈̤̮̪̰̖͕̼̫̱̘̖͙̜͈̤̭̺̣̼͎̝͈̖̹̓̀̇̐͂͐̎̂̐̈́̏͂̓̀̒̅͐͛̈̀̚̕͜ͅͅ
̶̧̢̢̙̦̯͈̟̝̯̘̳̞͕͉̫̯̲͕̹̬̘͓͉̙̰̖͍̹͎̣̫̮̞͓̜̟͕͈̻̳̼̪͓͔͖͈͚̖̦͓̟̍͗̇̏̓͂̈́̔͐̎̿̋͗́̓̈́͌̒́̍͆͊͗͊̎̑͜͜͝ͅͅ(̸̢̨̡̡̤̬̘͈̗̟̯͍̺̳͚͉̗̫̥̰̟͓͔̰̳̙̝̯̦̺̮̝̜̥̖̥̙̱͕͎͓͍̪͖̫̳̮̖̥͍͖̩̖̙̩̥̤͚̖̣͕̳͇̪͚̝̪̋͆͌̎̔͑̾̉̒͗̉̒̅̋̔͐͆̄̊̋̌̏̆͐͌̓̈́́̒̃̄̓̍͊̇́̒͌̔̏͊͗͊̾̈̅̎͒̍̀̀͂̾̊̅̈́͗͗̕͘͘͘̚̕͘͜͜͜͝͝͠͝͝͝ͅͅ?̷̧̧̡̛̛̛̛̛̺͈̘̩̘̱͔̫̱͙̫̤̤̠͎̫͙̥̙̜̥͎͎̲͈̺͉̳̺̪̒̉̾̎̈́̽̈́́̄̎̑͊̾̉̈̀̋͑͗̀͆̒̾̒́̀̉̐̂͛̊̈́̐͑̈͑̐̓̎͒̎͐̃̿͛̉̋́̓̂͂͐̃̀̐̐̎̏͘̕̚̚͝͝͝͝ͅͅͅͅ?̷̨̨̡̨̬̟̲̰̙̼̞̰͈̘͕̟͉̣̹̤͖̗̳̗̲̗̲̜̫̫̱͚̙͓͉̗͇̥̱͑̄̈́̅̅̆͊̌̓̈̐̇̆͋͐̄̔̑̊̾̑́͌̍̓͋̔̅̕̚͘͝͝?̵̡̢̡̢̢̝̙̮͓̹̞̠̝̜͎̝͈̙͕̞̭̯̻̟͎̬̝̤̞̝͇̺̙̫̳̣̈̐̂̆̑͛̎́̈́͆̓̀̏͑̆́͋͑̾̓͗̔͛̽̓̾͛̇̊́̆̈́̊͐̈́̊͛̊́͗̎͆̆̋̓͂̊͛̈́̃̑̊͗̒͆̃̓͛͗̅͗͊̎́͒̆̂̑̔̓̋̑̽̐̈́͆̑͌̿͐̍̚͘̕̚̕͝͠͝͝͝͝͠)̸̢̧̡̛̪̝̱̟̗̞̗͔̠̥͖̰̰̣̱̹̼͚̞̣̗̰͔̼̗̲͉͍̦͔̘̋͌̋̍̓́́̂̌͋̓́̇̿͌̀́̌͂̑̾̃̄͊̋͆̔͗̓̂͆͌͋̎̿̍̒͆̀̓̿̃̒̈́̈̌͘̕̚̚̕͜͝͝͠
̷̢̨̛̳̼͔̞̯̻̰͙̗̟̲̯͈̪̮̭̖͚͚͉̱̙̭͍̣̭͔̩͔̮̮̩̲͓͉͎̯̠̠͔̞̼̥̺̬̻͎͉̖̫̻͖̻̱̖̫͙̭͍̙̳͚͎͙͚̞̹̙͙͓͇̉̿̑̋̄̄̄̑̅̏͋̊̽͋̒͂̆̌̂̈͐̈́̐̀͌̈́̓̿͊̍̌͛̈́̓̏̊̒́̓́́̒͑̚͜͜͝͠͝H̷̨̛̗̤̘̮̰͚͙͉̗̟͓̼̗̩͚̝̬͇͚͇̮͇̻̺̗̜̘̹͖̩̃̽͆͛͊̆͛̈́́́̿̽̒̓̎͗̀̍̀͐͑͆́̃͆̏̑̋̆̓̉̾͛͛̎̓̅̈̐́̊̒̐̈́̆̈̈́̂̐̒̀͘͘̕͜͜͝͠͠͝͝ȩ̶̡̧̢̧̢̢̡͓̹̯̖̠̯̝̪̥̥̻͉̦͕̘͎̳̥̱͇̻̰̫̲͎̝̻̼̖̝̤̥͓̻̺͇͔̭̳͈̬̞͍̪̰̼̯̦̠̖͕̱̳̙͉̜̤͈͚̻̠͚̹̝̜̪͖̬̻͔͎̯̞̤̝̥͓̞̜̞̎͗̀̏̀̕͜ĺ̶̢̢̡̢̡̢̡̢̧̡̢̧̞̫̮̦̘̖̼͕̹͖̺̩̙̥̤̹̳͕̘̫͈̜̻̝̼̯̦̩͉̜̠̩͇͓͚̭͖̻͈͎̯̣̳̬̠̼̻̻̰̲͖͖͇̤̪̼̞̱̞͔̫̝̣̣̣͎̮̝̯͕̈̓̅̀͂̓̓͌̌͐̆͋̅́̅͐̃͊̓̈́̑̕͜͠ͅp̶̧̧̨̢̨̧̧̦͎͕̯̪͍̜͎͎̟̯̰̦͇̞͕͓̝̗͉͚̦̲̘̘̳̫͙̬̜̥̜̟̞̤̹̱̜̬͙̥͙̞͖̞̾̍́̂͗̒͒̔̿͊͌̇͋͆̆̽̈́̌̀͊͂͛̐̀̾̈́̈́͌̿͊͒̍̿̈́̓́́̚͘̕̚̚̕̚͜͝͠ͅͅH̵̡̡̨̢̡̢̢̧̢̺̻̼̩̰̟͎̥̼̝̬̟̫̯̜̼̟̹̞̱̞͕͎̮͖̜̜̱̖͙̱͉̮̯̞̠̪̘̥͙̬̮̼͔̤̹̥̘̮͖͓̪̤̫̲̹̺̰̖̺̣̬̠̃̈̆̓̏̎̑̓̂̀̃̑͋̎̑͆̃͊̓̂̓̓̋͗̅͐͛̉̈́̈́͒͒̋͛̒̀͊̄̾̇̈̆̀̊̿͐̔̈́̇̀̓͑̑̅̕̕̕̚̕̕͜͠͝͝͝͝͠͝ͅͅͅę̷̧̧̨̛̛̛̞̲̗̜͙̬̺͍̻̲͖̥̜̺͖̝̱̻̣̲̹͔̫̭͙͍͕̝̠̳̼̗̟̦̜͍̘͉̱̰̙͚̳̞͆́͆͆̒̂͗̎͒͗̎͂̿̇̏̒͒͑̊͐̂͗́̆̿͐̀̀̀̾̓̇̐͐̾̈́̅̌͛͗̍͒̓͂̆̀͗̈́̽̆̃̓̋͌͛̈́̎͋͘͜͜͠͠͝͝͠l̷̨̡̨̨̢̨̡̡̢̢̨̛̞̩̙̠̲̙̰̬̬̪͇̻̦̳̜̺͔̥̞̬̬̺̠̖̻̗̝̤̠͉̳̪̯͈͇̟̪̱͕̮̗̪̭̙̥̒̓̽̅͛̿͋̿̊̃̄͑̚͜͜͜͜͜͝p̶̢̢̡̢̨̡̛̛̛̖̭̜̦̳͓̹̙̦̖̮̞̠̙̗̣͔̗͕̞͍̯̦̥̺̗̲̩̬͚̞̪̬͖͖͔͈̰̘͍̅́́͆́̇̌̐͛̊̌̽̾̈̌̂̂͗̿̿̎̅̐͒͌̿̾̈́̐̈́̈́͑̀́̅̒͋̾͆͒̐́͒̎̄͗̈́͛͑̉͌̚͘̚͜͜͜͜͝͠͝͠ͅͅH̴̡̨̛͚̻̤̰̹̫̮͙͉̱̪̲̼͕͇̭͕̮̖̘̘̖̝͚̲̭̗̣̟͓̠̰̘̫̦̱̹͔͎͕̠̪͕͚̰͙͉̥̰͇̖͈̟̘̩͍͔͍̫͍͇̲̰͉̤͕̤̠̠̯̭͚͇̦͙͔̖̘͕̅̑̆̏̒͜ͅͅȩ̵͇̼̩͇̰͖̺̌̈̈́͛̑͗̈́̑̎̊̔̈́̓̏̎̽̔̇̉̎̇͂̀͊̍̀̈͠l̷̡̨̧̢̧̧̛̯̼̜̦̻͉͎̖͉̩̪̜͈̬̰̮̫̪̼͖͓͉͙̺͖͚̯͎̘̯̤͕͎͈͙̳̹̠͇̗̪̳̼̥͓̮͎͋̃̂͑̀̓̓͊͑́͌͂̓̽̔͜͝ṕ̵̡̨̢̧̡̧̨̨̧̨̛͈̜̭̮͖̘̹̞̱͕͔̣͓̠͔̱̞̜̣̻̪̗̝̲͕̦͈̞̖̪̲̳̠̥̘̝̳̣͉̗̪̫͚̜̹̹͉̭̗̦̗̪̱̠̣̳̜͈̯̮̦̠̞̭͖̳̼̣͓̲̫̠͙̠̹͇̠͚͇̞̙̆̈́̒̌̈́͒͂̊̂̏͂̂̆̋̀͗͗̎͑͊̔̿̉̾͛̂̍̂̄͛͌͊̏͆̈̍̈̊́͋̒͋̎̌̆̍̋̓͌̅͒̄͒͌͒̋̊̍̃̌̃̉̂̌̈́̍͘͘̕͘̚̕̕͘͜͜͝͝͝͝͠ͅͅ
̸̢̡̨̡̧̝̞̙̰̠̰̭̮̪̳̺̟̰̯̞̙̰̥͈̠͓̙̳̝̭̭͚̗͇͙̙̠̮̰̠̪̪̣̮̱̹̗̄͆͂͊̒͂͑̆̋͒̀̂̋̌͆̒͊̂̽̇͂̃͌̉̄̇̔̔̎̈̄̕͘͜͠͝͝͝͝͝ͅ(̷̛̛͔͓̪͉̪͂͗̽́̆͂̏̄̋͆͗̂͋͝͝ͅ?̴̨̧̡̢̢̛̝͙͍̹̤̰͖͓̘̟̞͚̘͚̯͔̭͉̣̣̩͚̟̙̝̩̰̣̞͕͙̗̠̩̝̟̩̣͉̬̲̻͉̜̰̫͖͓̮͙͚͉͈̓͒̀̈́̉͛̆̈́̅͊̅̋̀͗͛̾̆̏̎̃̈́͛̋͐͗͛̒̉̑̅̀̒̔̃̉̓͑̑̓̓̈́̎̈́̈́́̎̎̈́̾̊̉̈̌̔̚̕͘̚͘̕͜͝͝͠͝͝͝?̶̨̨̧̢̧̡̛̲̺̲͍̙̣̲͔͈͎̺̰͎̲͔̳̥͚̬̤̻̯̘̰͖̘̰̤̭̘͖̻̺̮̪̩̝͕̤̮̹̺̹̜̻̠̍͒̽͐̈͆̂̓̍̇̀͂̓̎͐̄̄̌͒̈́͛͋͐̍̍̉̂̐̃̀̈́̎̆̊̓͊̏̽̑͗̇̊̂̔̅́̄̋͗̅͊̌͂̑͆̑̅̆̅̏̇͑̃͗́̀̓͆͌͐̇̒͑́͋̏̀̎̐͋̿͋̀̚͘͘͘̕̚̕͜͠͠͝͝ͅ?̴̧̢̨̛̛͎̩͍̫͎̣̱̳͎̜̲͎̩̟̱͔͓̠̯̪̭̫͎̺̗͉̙̳̠̰̗̣̳̻̥̝̰̬̜̠̯̦͇͚̰̠̖̥̈́̔̀͋͋̈́̈́̇̈̋͛̀̓̍̽͂̍̉͑̓́̒̾͒̒̋̀̊̽̄͗̉̂̈́̃͐̄̀̐̆̑̒̀̄͋̍͗͐̃̌̅͒̂̓̽́͐͗͂͛́̂̕͜͠͝͠͝ͅͅͅͅ)̸̡̛͈̬̘̮̭̺̍̑͌́̑̅̈́̈̓̈̓̔́̉͋̈́̎́̎̊͂̄́̑̆̒̒̔̄́̐́͊͘̕̚̕͘̕̚͝͝͝͝͝
̷̧̨̢̡̨̡̨͚̝͎̭̫͉̩̳̰̳̖̣̥͍̥̻͔̻͍̝̩̺͔̤̮̰̭͎̞͙͔̣̲̮̯̯̹̖̳͓̝̩̣̭̫͍͚̙̘̟̭̦͓͍͈̍̍͜͝ͅͅT̴̡̧̨̧̡̛̜̗͕̙̭̝̮̱͇̻͈̼̭̘̟̲̦͓͉̠͔͖̣͍̤̱͍̣̝̫̖̘̳̲͍̦͕̲̞̲͎̰̙̤͕͛̒̆̉̈̂͋̒̍͌̔̒́̒̂̆̀̈̈̇͐̃̈́̈̆̅͒͂͂̉̿̔̂̅̈́̔͠͝ͅǫ̸̧̡̧̨̡̛͔̘̟̠̳̤̗̞̮͚̫̳̱̙͚̤̖͎͚̮͈̳̼͓̺͕̫͙̟̦͓͍̳̼̲̞͚̜̺̭̦̯̟͕̫̹͇̳͔̫̦̜͎̞̻̮̻͓̣̱͈̝̠̳̠̟̘̓̇́̍́̋͑̀̔̒̿̑̂̂̇́̑͛͗̃͊͛́̾̈͋̄̄͗̎͆̑͒͑̐̓̓͛͛̏́̍̈́͌̓̏̂̃̉͘͘̚͘͘̕͜͜͝͠͝͝͝ͅͅţ̵̧̛̛̛̳͓̲̪͔̪͎̻̥̥̼̘̣͖̝͇̘̩̝̩̹͖͖́͌̎̍̄̓͑͋̃̔̊̄͌̀̎̍̋̃͗́͋̌͆̀̓́̾̈́͗̋̃̂̓͗͆̅͗͂͂̐͊͛̓͒̂̉͊̈́́̒̅͌͛͋͂̂̈́̉͂̃́͋̿̈́̂̎̅̕͘͜͠͝͝͝͝͠͝ą̶̧̢̡̢̛̛̭̹̮̳͈͇̪͎̫̳̳̟̬̱̖͎͍̜̱̟̮͎̤͚̙̹̥͕̲̰̥̜͖̇͗̍̈́͑͐̏̃̉̉͗̍̈́̾͐̈͛́͆͊̀͑͑̂̀̽̈̓͑́̏̋͒͑̑̃͌̍̂̈́́͌̀̈́̒̍͊̔́̈̿͌̚̕͠͝͠͝͝͝͠͠l̴̡̧̛͚̠͖̰͙̜̭̝̩̥̖̩̅̾͆̓̔͆͛̐̇̈́͝͠
̸̧̡̨̨̢̧̛̛̛͖̮̲͈̻̞͍̙̣̝̞̟͎͚̯̮͍͕͙̫̫̯̰̻̹̪̻̳̩͉̦̞̣̙̣̣͔͉̘̦̻̙̫̰̦̥̝̰̱̐̔͋̈͌̽͂ͅͅ(̵̧̰̰̖͚̲̳̩̘̪̞̯̦͍̳̰̤͖̫̼͖͈̯͕̣̻̩̣̰̲͙͍̫̬̬̹̏̏́͊̓̉̌̈́̀̑̃̐́̆͘ͅͅͅ?̴̡̡̛̛̮͈̳̪̼͔̠̟̺̦̺̠̦͖̘̤̼̞̞͓̈́̀͊̓̂̓́̀͑͛̅̓̍̿͒̇̾̑͛͊̔͌͋͋̇̅̃̀͛̆̉͑́̅̾͌̽̾̓́̐̈͗̀̀̒̈́͒͋̑̇̋̾̅̍͘͘̕͘͜͝͝͠ͅ?̷̛̛̛̯͍̈́̒̾̓̿̉̎̋͋͒̅̏̄̓̂́͋́̄̂͆͒̑͆͐̇̈̀͆͋̎̑͗̄̾̈́̐̇̽̎͆̃̏͋͗̌̊́̏͗̂̓̓̚̕̕̕͠?̵̧̢̡̧̡͇̰̼͖͔͔͚͖̣̣͈̖͈̺̖̜̯͎̺͓̱̣͔̦̦̝͎͎͇͔̥͕͇̞̙͕̳͙͇̲̼͚̩̠̱̘͕̜̭͍̜͖̜̹͈̣̯̼͉̙̭̞̮̪͎̜̫̗̳͈̤̟̈́̈͛̄̄͛͋͑̔̀̉̌͗̇̑̓̓̅͆̿̃̉̓̊̿̇͛͒͑̾̐̄̿͜͜͝͠ͅͅͅ/̶̢̢͉̳̫̹͙̺̪̈́̀͆̎̒̈́́̊̾͒͑͑̊̑̒̋͗͐̒͐́̑̄̽̎͊̈́͌̒͗̓́̈̆̉̉̉̅͆̽̊̐̽̀͛̀͐̎̄͊̆̈́́̒̃̀͊̈́͒̓͐̎̈́̀̎̿͐͗̅̋͌̄̚͘̕͘͘̕̕̚͘̚͠͠͝͠͠7̶̨͔̺̖̜̖̳̜̘̥̖̻̬͚̖͎̲͕̩͙͕͍̦̯̯̦̰̙̙̮̠̗̪͍͇̪̠̖̤̗̖̜̼̩̘͕̲͚̳͔͓͚̥̳̼͔͍͕̻̻̿͆̓̉̽̀͗̔̿̽̿̈́̂̈́̾̄̌͂͂̀͛̎̐́̈̓̏́̂̌̉̉̂̓̆̅͐̂̍̓͗͐͐̑̿̑̐̌́̋̋͛̀͛̀̌̈̏́̾̿̇͛̀̃͂̂̾̅̋̃̓̎͘̕̚͝͝͝͝͠͝͝͝͝͠ͅ0̸̧̨̡̧̡̢̛̛̛͍̯̹̮̠̹̗̮̩̠͓̟̫̳̬̫̦̲̗̞̙̘̤̫̼͙̭̗͍̦̟͇̩̺̯̺͎̬͈͕̥͖͖̥̣̲̯̫͎̗̮͈̘̟͍̪͚͍͕͚͖̜͍͎̯̥̬̝̜̝̪̗̭̓̊̂̀͊̄̀̓̌̆̃̈́͑͋̄̈̏̈́̑̊̂̂̍̿̃̆̔̔̎̀̌̓́̽͐̀̃̓͊̈́̑͌̀́͌͊̏̏̓̐̆͑̌̈́̂̀̏̓̈̈̔̅̃̂̽͗̈́͐̔̀̈̓͘̚̕͘̕̚͘͜͜͜͜͠͝͝͝͠͠ͅ0̸̢̢̨̨̢̡̧̢̧̡̬̜̗̲̥͉̖̫̥̹̫͍̩̣̲̜̭̤̳̩̜̝͎̘͖̼͓̱̝͓̖̺͇͕̞̯̳̘̲̥͚̩͇̮̻̮̘͉̗̯̦̫̜̖͚͕̞͇̬̺͔͕̹̪̃́̌̊̈́̆͋͂̌͗͒̍̿̎̈́̓́̋͘͠ͅ)̵̡̢̮̹̯̠͈͙̦̯̥̹̹̰͈̟̻͕̭̯̱̩̖̦̙͎͔̮̗̭̗̺̮͓͚̙͉̙̮̜̱̟̖̱̣̝͓̼̠͍̤̟͉̞̝̣̱̺͍͓̬̲̙̪̟̺͇̟͈̺̟͉͙͙̟͉̲͓͆̏͒̾͆͑̋̾̚͜͜͜͜͜͝ͅͅ

Primary Category: Kemonomimi
Secondary Categories: Librarian. I already told you this. Don't you listen?
Appearance:

 

[WeaselThor]

Spoiler: The Red Dragon of Portland

Name: Bah'Stein
Codename: Bastion
Age: 918
Height: 6ft 2in
Weight: 255lbs
Race: Dragon
Body Type: Ectomorph
Class Ranking: S
Hero Function: Fighter/Protector
Hero Type: Magic/Melee Tank
Employer: Self

Backstory: A couple Hundred years ago and you wouldn't have recognized Portland's Overprotective salamander. He was taken from his nest before he hatched and was raised for the first century of his life as a siege weapon for a cruel Scandinavian King. At first he believed himself to be the last of his kind as the cruel king had raised him to believe such lies. Eventually this king perished and his daughter rose to become the next monarch. Her first decree was the release the kingdoms longest prisoner on the condition that if he is needed during her lifetime he would come.

It was thirty years later that he made due on his word. The Vile Entity known as Behegon surfaced for the first time attacking the kingdom and Bastion responded to the queens call for aide. He managed to carry the monster high above the clouds and over the ocean before he was struck in the head by the creature with such force that he was launched into the Alps taking a head injury not only broke off the majority of his horns but also feralized him . This was around the time that the dragon hunts began, and bastion earned the title of the apocalyptic dragon of the Alps.

Bastions muscle memory from a childhood of being a weapon of war made him the death of many dozens of dragon hunters in the alps. He spent nearly 400 years in the mountains before his mind began to recover, with this recovery came a drastic decrease in aggression, attention span, and a seeming state of constant joy. The last hunter who came to the Alps told him of a legend of a king who stole an egg and fortified his kingdom on the back of a dragon. It was his story and he now knew where it began.

He found the nest he was hatched from, long since emptied but from there he was able to get a scent. One he followed to his brother De'kiral. Since then Bastion has followed his older brother like a lost puppy. Unquestioningly taking his side even if he knows that he is wrong. Eventually this lead him to America. De'kiral became an instructor at the school, but try as he might it was very apparent that bastion was not hero material.

Instead he found himself a beautiful mountain nearby his brothers new Job. Having claimed The city of portland and its occupants as his treasure hoard, earning him the title of The Red Dragon Of Portland, who Takes to the skies on wings of fire.

Power (1-100 each, 0 is a normal human, 100 is god-like)
Offense
(150)
Defense
(90)
Mobility
(70)
Magical Energy
(130)
Stamina
(60)
Intelligence
(0)
Physical Strength
(100)
Total
(600/700)

Primary Category:
Secondary Categories:

Raw Power ~ 100/100 (How powerful is their power?)
Visibility ~ 100/100 (How flashy is their power?)
Success ~ 70/100 (What percentage of the time do they win?)
Out of Combat Reputation ~ 60/100 (Are they an ass or do they donate to the kitten orphanage?)
Ranking ~ 0/100 (Each rank from Intern to S Class is worth 20 points.)
Political Abrasiveness ~ 80/100 (How disagreeable are their opinions and how abrasively do they voice their opinions? Higher is less abrasive.)
Property Damage ~ 90/100 (Higher is better. Think of it like a percentage of how often you AVOID causing it.)
Lethality ~ 90/100 (What percent of the time do they NOT kill people? Higher is better.)
Rescue ~ 40/100 (How good are they at rescuing people?)
Tenure ~ 100/100 (Each year or so constitutes a point.)

Total ~730
Ranking ~73.0

Appearance:
"DON'T TOUCH MY TREASURE!"

Spoiler: True form

"SKRAAW!"

 

[Deathkitten]

Spoiler: Muse

Name: Abigail Lyra Auden
Codename: Muse
Age: 19
Height: 5'3"
Weight: 110lbs
Race: Human
Body Type: Ectomorph
Class Ranking: Intern - Still without a mentor
Hero Function: Rescue? Still undecided, but that's what she put down as the primary on her license registration.
Hero Type: Ranged
Employer: Freelance at the moment, no one has picked her up.
Backstory: Born with a voice the deities would be jealous of, Abby has always been treated a little differently from other kids. She had siblings, four of them to be specific, all brothers. She never got to know them very well, however, as once she started to speak, her Mother couldn't get rid of her fast enough. Abby doesn't blame her for that, though... being non-powered and having a powered child... it must have been difficult on her. So, instead, she was raised by her Grandmother Catherine, someone who had much the same gift as her, in Colorado.

Her voice was always extremely potent, but she became far too shy, worried about using her voice on people with every word. She would get her way at the drop of a hat, a problem for a three year old who wanted every shiny thing in sight, but her Grandmother didn't like that, and she didn't want to upset her Grandma. So, for the most part, she learned to be quiet, only speaking when she absolutely needed to.

When she was twelve, she found her passion. Music. She had always loved music, and loved to listen to the notes dance through her ears, across the back of her eyelids if she closed her eyes and imagined the notes. With some songs she even swore she saw the notes as physical little floating glyphs. She just... never thought that music was actually an option for her, what with her voice. Given the area, most of the Supers around were firefighters, something sorely needed come late summer and fall.

She didn't know until twelve that she could be a different type of Superhero, and maybe even a professional singer too! They moved that year, heading to the Portland area, and she practiced singing and learned how to read music dutifully. Her Grandma helped as well, being quite the singer herself, of course. In short time, she not only had an insane vocal range, but also knew how to either hype someone up like a bardic buff, or put someone to sleep like a Jigglypuff.

At fifteen, she returned to Colorado temporarily to attend her Family's funeral. She wasn't close to them, but the thought of how they went out was awful. Her Mother, Father, and four brothers were killed in a catastrophic house fire. Once they returned to Portland, her Grandma wasn't quite the same anymore. She was depressed, forlorn, and didn't have any more motivation in life. A Mother never wants to bury her child, after all.

Regardless, she finished her schooling, which was mostly online, and then went straight for a hero's license. She got turned away the first time because she was still a little too young. The second time, however, she got the license no problem... and now has no idea what to do from here. Since she didn't go to a prestigious powered high school or college, no promoter even knows she exists. Aside from her damned voice convincing people she was the best thing since sliced bread in terms of personality, her ratings are just... average. Nothing stood out. Nothing to get a company to look at her... and she was far too shy and insecure to think of simply manipulating her way in.

Power (1-100 each, 0 is a normal human, 100 is god-like)
Offense
(0)
Defense
(5)
Mobility
(10)
Magical Energy
(150)
Stamina
(15)
Intelligence
(120)
Physical Strength
(0)
Total
(/700)

Primary Category: Other - Other
Secondary Categories: Magic User - Other, Tech - Super-intelligent, Other - Other (Again but for a different reason)
Abilities: To explain, her abilities are her voice, primarily. She is also super-intelligent, but she doesn't really show that much at all. Her shyness gets in the way. She's never really been shown that she can be amazing, and so she doesn't believe that she can be yet. That will change with time. With music, however, and specifically singing, she lets loose. She's in her element. She loses herself in singing, and tends to drown out the outside world.
Primary Other - Other: Using her voice or singing to manipulate others' mental state. This can be used to achieve many effects. Music in general technically works the same, but she's not learned how to play other instruments. The little bit that she knows of piano has a similar effect. This is similar to, but not quite magic. The effect in terms of stats is still represented using her magic stat. She has the best singing voice of any known individual, and likely better than anyone alive.
Secondary Magic User - Other: She can, when desired, use her voice to create spell-effects, similar to a bard.
Secondary Tech - Super-intelligent: Self explanatory. She's really smart. A genius. While this is a boon, it hasn't exactly helped with making friends.
Secondary Other - Other: She can see sound and music as glyphs if she wants to, and can also simulate that effect with her own singing, making it so that others can physically see her music and sounds. This can be used to further distract and manipulate the individual.

Raw Power ~ 060/100 (Versatile with many uses, though young yet.)
Visibility ~ 030/100 (Eh. Voice, so it's audible, but not exactly flashy.)
Success ~ 000/100 (No fights had yet.)
Out of Combat Reputation ~ 100/100 (People perceive her as far more wonderful than she is due to her abilities.)
Ranking ~ 020/100
Political Abrasiveness ~ 100/100 (People perceive her as far more wonderful than she is due to her abilities.)
Property Damage ~ 100/100 (No fights had yet means no property damage even possible.)
Lethality ~ 100/100 (No fights yet anyways and would probably not do so well with killing someone.)
Rescue ~ 000/100 (No rescues yet.)
Tenure ~ 000.25/100 (Only been licensed for three months.)

Total ~ 510.25
Ranking ~ 51.025

Appearance:

 

[WeaselThor]

Spoiler: El Diablo Azul Jr.

Name: Marco Diaz
Codename: El Diablo Azul Jr./ The obligatory Luchador Hero.
Age: 44yrs
Height: 6ft 6in
Weight: 295lbs
Race: Human
Body Type: Average Mesomorph.
Class Ranking: S
Hero Function: Rescue, Fighter,Stealth, (jack of all trades.)
Hero Type: Melee
Employer: Freelance

Backstory: Marco was born the son Of Hector Diaz the First Blue Devil a true luchador legend. Marco's mother died in a tragic car accident when he was just a toddler. However his father was a very good man, honorable, respectful, and upstanding in every aspect of his character. He upheld his integrity both inside of and outside of the ring.

However it was that honor that eventually claimed his life. After his 4th championship victory he and his son decided to walk across the street and grab some ice cream together. However several Mexican Mafia men had bet on the other fighter El Santo. Upset at their loss they decided that they must make an example of the Blue Devil. However he didnt become the example they had hoped. Hector Diaz while unarmed managed to fell 6 of the 8 thugs who were sent after him taking the battle into the streets and dying in front of a large crowd to a hail of gunfire. His final words inspired young budding heroes around the world. "la injusticia no puede prevalecer." a motto his 14 year old son took to heart as well.

~~~

For ten years Marco Did his best to follow in his fathers footsteps, he trained everyday to master his dads moves, push his mind and body to its limits, and dedicate himself to Justice, Honor, and Strength of will. He conquered fear, pain, and doubt. After all of this he went to college in mexico city for forensic sciences. However he knew all too well the corruption of the government and so he donned his fathers mask and added a cape becoming El Diablo Azul jr.

He took to fighting the criminal element himself and it worked for years until he got to the root of the corruption. Kotal Khan, an aztec god who had possessed a dangerous mob boss. After fighting him Marco quickly realized he was no match, he was thrown from a 4 story balcony, and shot by the possessed man. But he managed to stumble off into the villa's surrounding ruin filled jungles.

It was here on the Brink of death stumbling through the ruins of a once great nation that he finally collapsed. Yet when he fell the ground caved in and he fell into an ancient stone chamber where a strange Primordial force awaited him. la anciana, the Crone. This being Asked him why he fought. The only thing that came to mind were his fathers final words "injustice cannot prevail." apparently this being agreed because she not only healed Marco, but she turned his fathers mask into a source of Divine cosmic power.

After one night The Blue devil jr returned, he defeated the possessed crimelord kotal khan and carried on to accomplish a wide list of feats. From Suplexing Mephisto back to hell, to Choking out the Hammer, even fighting through the forces of hell. No task is too great or small for Mexico's greatest hero.


Power (1-100 each, 0 is a normal human, 100 is god-like)
Offense
(100)
Defense
(100)
Mobility
(95)
Magical Energy
(100)
Stamina
(100)
Intelligence
(95)
Physical Strength
(100)
Total
(690/700)

Primary Category: Extraplanar
Secondary Categories: Other...

Raw Power ~ 100/100 (How powerful is their power?)
Visibility ~ 10/100 (How flashy is their power?)
Success ~ 100/100 (What percentage of the time do they win?)
Out of Combat Reputation ~ 60/100 (Are they an ass or do they donate to the kitten orphanage?)
Ranking ~ 100/100 (Each rank from Intern to S Class is worth 20 points.)
Political Abrasiveness ~ 90/100 (How disagreeable are their opinions and how abrasively do they voice their opinions? Higher is less abrasive.)
Property Damage ~ 90/100 (Higher is better. Think of it like a percentage of how often you AVOID causing it.)
Lethality ~ 100/100 (What percent of the time do they NOT kill people? Higher is better.)
Rescue ~ 100/100 (How good are they at rescuing people?)
Tenure ~ 100/100 (Each year or so constitutes a point.)

Total ~ 850
Ranking ~ 85.0

Appearance:

"Injustice Cannot Prevail."

Spoiler: Extra Images

"the Blue devil Never stops being a hero."

"Your paranormal senses mean nothing to The Blue Devil."


"I have been doing this since i could walk"


"SIÉNTATE!"


"Come Mephisto and Learn who the real Demon is."

"Ah Legion...the living army of demons...too bad...you should have brought more..."

 

[Osuka]

Name: Osuka
Codename: N/A Currently
Age: 800
Height: 5'5"
Weight: 140
Race: Terra'Avenian/Vampire/Kitsune
Body Type: Chiseled Ectomorph (skinny but Chiseled)
Class Ranking: N/A Currently
Hero Function: Mixed
Hero Type: Mixed
Employer: N/A Currently
Backstory:
As far back as Osuka can remember, age six, he had been raised in a self-reliant village, unable to be claimed as neither poor nor rich, seeing as it was independent of Terra'venia. When the village was raided, everyone, including Osuka, was left for dead due to their bite wounds and his sister, being kidnapped, was never seen again. So, being the assumed solitary survivor of his family, Osuka was left homeless and orphaned to wander by himself. Two years later, he ran into a girl by the name of Colette, and two weeks after, finally opened up to the girl and found himself becoming protective.
Osuka's protectiveness was demonstrated when he had been coming back to where the two were camped after gathering firewood to find that a man had hurt her. Enraged, Osuka had snapped and had revealed a more sadistic side to himself. Osuka's movements were so fast, the man hadn't known he was struck until he realized he was on the ground. Osuka stomped on the man's thigh and snapped his femur as if it were a twig. Startled, Colette had dragged the sadistic, smiling boy away and helped him to set up camp elsewhere.
A few more years had passed before Osuka and Colette, at ages twelve and eleven, were both kidnapped and subjected to bodily and genetically altering experimentations. Though Osuka's changes were quite visible, with the tail of a fox and his ability to control Kitsune fire, Colette's had still remained a mystery. Still, the two had made it out alive and went on their way.
Later on, Osuka and Colette's adventures would lead them to a separation point; In the main Capitol of Terra'venia, Osuka had been forcefully recruited into the Medic team for an upcoming war to aid the Terra'venian Soldiers. The resistance he put up as the two were literally ripped from each other forced the recruiters to render Osuka unconscious and bind him as they hauled away, leaving the fate of the two inseparable young wanderers in a shroud of mystery. Even though, not once had Colette ever left Osuka's mind, no matter what abuse and unfair treatment he had undergone during the time he had been enlisted.
Ten years later, once the Ten Years Manifest War was done, Osuka was freed from the Military and put to Exile. Booted from his homeland and left to wander without Colette, Osuka had been sure that he would never find her again. So in a fit of rage, Osuka had gone back to where the scientist had resided and killed the man in vengeance for his inability to ensure Colette's safety as children. The body was never found.
A year after that, Osuka had wandered into the Zarrina Hotel. Though it was run down, it seemed like a safe haven. It was there that he had found the friend he had been ripped away from, and since then, and after their marriage, the two have never been able to be apart for long. Still, Osuka keeps hold of the need to protect and extends his hand to anyone who needs it.

Hundreds of years later, Osuka, now without Colette (having been separated once more), holds the title of Primarch - the ruler of the land he was once exiled from, and spends the time he can searching for her. He now finds himself on Earth - alone and unable to speak the language of the people who reside on the planet.

Power (1-100 each, 0 is a normal human, 100 is god-like)
Offense
90
Defense
80
Mobility
90
Magical Energy
150
Stamina
70
Intelligence
150
Physical Strength
50
Total
(680/700)

Primary Category: Deity of Fire and Healing
Secondary Categories: Magick, Elemental Manipulation, Tech, Vampire, Kitsune

Raw Power ~ 90/100 (How powerful is their power?)
Visibility ~ 90/100 (How flashy is their power?)
Success ~ 90/100 (What percentage of the time do they win?)
Out of Combat Reputation ~ 80/100 (Are they an ass or do they donate to the kitten orphanage?)
Ranking ~ 0/100 (Each rank from Intern to S Class is worth 20 points.)
Political Abrasiveness ~ 50/100 (How disagreeable are their opinions and how abrasively do they voice their opinions? Higher is less abrasive.)
Property Damage ~ 70/100 (Higher is better. Think of it like a percentage of how often you AVOID causing it.)
Lethality ~ 70/100 (What percent of the time do they NOT kill people? Higher is better.)
Rescue ~ 99.99/100 (How good are they at rescuing people?)
Tenure ~ 0/100 (Each year or so constitutes a point.)

Total ~639.99
Ranking ~63.99

Appearance:

 

[Peckinou]

Name: Meredith Zul
Age: 15 (Dark Faerys can live for centuries but their appearance will start to not change around a certain age some at a young age and some at a slightly older.)
Height: 5 foot nothing (changes to 5 inches in her full dark fae form.)
Weight: 98 pounds (changes to ounces in full dark fae form.)
Race: Dark Faery
Body Type: Lithe
Backstory: Born and raised in USA, Florida Meredith is the daughter of two villains known as Javkar Zul and Noire Zul, and was considered a cherished tool of Noire Zul since she was born. Meredith was raised mostly by her mother who mentally tormented her until Meredith empathy for others was all but gone. As for her father the few times she has seen him he had her help out with his work and made sure that anyone that saw that Meredith was with him didn't live long to tell the tale. Meredith was mostly kept a secret from society though and people that did know about her were either dead or criminals although it did minimize the amount of info that people know about her but after a while, they were discovered by a group of heros that tried to stop Noire Zuls plans. The group consisted of 5 heros including Rose B. Carmine one of the top 10 heros who was able to arrest Javkar Zul also known as Tyrath. Thinking that meredith was nothing but a kidnapped child they soon took meredith to the police station where they concluded that Meredith was just a orphan. Meredith has kept alot of info about them secret like the fact they were a dark fae and that their last name was zul the only thing that they were able to find about her is that shes a complete tomboy that has a few powers.

Offense
(95)
Defense
(5)
Mobility
(97)
Magical Energy
(96)
Stamina
(10)
Intelligence
(52)
Physical Strength
(-5)
Total
(350/700)

Primary Category: Dark Fae
Secondary Categories:
- Being a fae gives Meredith a Dark Fae Form also known as her true form.
- Chaos Manipulation - Channeling
- Disaster Manipulation - Ritual
Appearance:

" I don't have friends, you were always just a tool to further our goals."

Spoiler

- Has faery wings that can manifest on her back.

 

[Deathkitten]

Peckinou What abilities would the school be aware of? And what do you mean by nether manipulation and disaster manipulation?