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Good, I would hate to rip off the eyebrows of your original body, youāre cute but I donāt think youād pull off the bald forehead look. Well, Lee is a shape shifter, but I dināt know how it works exactly.
I apologize for being so peppy, it seems like this body is just naturally too bouncy.
Please don't do that to my face. Oh. Well. Maybe I can figure it out and hope I don't get stuck in another body.
It's fine. We're all adjusting, I guess.
So far, there are a few theories, but mostly itās just people pointing fingers.
That sounds about right. It's how things usually work around here. But I think I'm done freaking out at least.
As if youāre the only one trying, but good luck. In the meantime, treat that body well.
I will, I promise. I'm not sure... what my power is now... I don't seem to have my own.
It could be worse. We couldā¦ all be dead?
...Point taken. Does anyone know how this happened? I woke up like this. Twice. I don't know if I can do it another day.
Hey, you got my doubleās face, congrats. Look at the bright sideā¦ not sure what that even is, but there has to be one.
Yeah, well, when you find it, let me know. Until then, I'm going to figure out how to get back into my own body.
ā¦Blaine?
....Abby? Oh my god, Abby, what happened?
....Oh, this is bad. This is so bad. I'm so pretty but this is so bad.
[Private]
Um. I guess so? I donāt know, I feelā I think your tolerance for okay might be significantly higher than mine. Or something. Ahā noā although, technically, if I um, wanted to kill you, a violin wouldnāt do much good unless I somehow smashed it. A tuba probably would be best, since itās so heavy, but. I wouldnāt do that.
Okay. Um, sure. Just let me know.
Just accept that I'm going to consider you a friend and things will work themselves out from there. Also, please don't kill me with a tuba. Maybe a xylophone instead. I think that'd be more newsworthy.
Soon. It'll be soon.
Note to self: donāt talk to people wearing masks and carrying disinfectant around so they wonāt get sick, they will spray you with said disinfectant.
They didn't get you in the mouth with it, did they? Because that is the worst.
Managed to completely blank on what day it was.
Nice one, Cole.
That's easy. It's.... Frionsuntuesday... never mind.
[Private]
I donāt Uh. Wellā you donāt know that for sure. I meanā I donāt exactly have the bestā¦ track recordā¦ withā with people. Youāreā youāre not an idiot. Dancing is a skill that not a lot of people have.
Well. Iāll definitely try. Iāve, um, never thought of myself as much of a teacher. But Iām sure youāre a great learner.
The only people I don't get along with are those who wish to do harm. We've done okay so far, haven't we? As long as you're not planning to kill me with a violin, I think we're okay. Everyone can dance. You just move to the music however you feel.
You'll do great, don't sweat it. I'll check and then we can set up something.
[Private]
Thanks. No, itās notā¦ Well, I justā¦ I donāt fit in with them, and thatās fine. Thatās how itās always been, and howā how itāll always be. I feel pretty human. I donāt feel super at all.
Team up. Yeah, okay. Iādā Iād like that. We can, uh, jam.
You can fit in with me. Yeah, sometimes I don't feel super either. A lot of the time I feel like a big, dancing idiot.
Great! It'll be fun, trust me. You can show me some techniques for healing. Teach me a few things.
[Private]
Itāsā Iāmā uh. Thank you, for saying that, butā¦ I wish it were as easy as that. Iāmā theyāre all I have, and I canātā I have to be whatever it is that they need me to.Ā Everybodyā everybody hurts people. Itāsā¦ well, itās part of being human.
Um. Iāve tried with other music playing, but the h if Iām the one creating or manipulating the sound. I donāt mind it, though. I like playing. Yeahā¦ theyāreā quite similar, arenāt they? Similar, but almost opposite, too.Ā
Then I wish the best for you, but I think you can be so much more than your family name. I don't want to push you into something you don't want. Yeah, well, we're not human. Not really.
We'll have to team up some time. See how well we mesh. What do you say? Please?
BLAINE DEVON ANDERSONĀ ā 24, Musical Empathy, Born Hero, Hero, Rebel Alliance.
Growing up, the Anderson siblings were incredibly close. Of course, they bickered and fought like all siblings. But at the end of the day, they were there for each other. In the long run, they had to be. That was what family did. At least, that was what the Anderson family did. One day, shortly after the tripletsāĀ fourteenth birthday, Blaine and his brother were bickering, and as emotions heightened, chairs went flying. Blaine had sent a chair near his brother flying by a blast coming from him. He had no idea what he had done or how he had done it, but he knew it was his power.
When Blaine entered the Academy, he started learning immediately. He had been admitted with the same power as his brother, but when he went into power training, his power refused to work. He was convinced that something was broken, because he could very clearly remember his power working before. That was when the staff tried to get Blaine to recreate the entire circumstances of his power manifestation. It took a while, but then Blaine remembered the music. He remembered that Abby had been playing some upbeat pop song while he and his brother were fighting. At his next training session, they played the song, and suddenly, Blaineās powers were back. That was how he learned that he didnāt have the same power as his brother, he had something they were calling āmusical empathyā.
Throughout his years at the Academy, he nurtured his power, and he began to learn that he could do more than just shoot out energy when upbeat music played. First, he had his powers separated by the style of music, but as he got more precise, his abilities depended on the genre of music. Pop music created disorienting blasts, rock music created concussive blasts, techno allowed him to generate balls of electricity, gospel music allowed him to healā¦ And he still had more genres to discover.
When the rebellion came, Blaine knew where he needed to go. He needed to fight for the rights of everyone, and he knew the rebellion was where he needed to be. He was just grateful to have Abby and Cole with him when he went there. Today, Blaine can always be found with an iPod of some kind in his pocket so he can activate his powers at a momentās notice. He knows thatās what he needs to fight the government, and thatās what heās ready to do.
+Ā Ā friendly, loyal, upbeat, caring, passionate -Ā Ā stubborn, self-doubting, distant, naive, overly trusting
[Private]
Ahā wellā most members of my family would, um, disagree with you on that one. Respectfully. Well, I hope respectfully, anyway. Healing doesnāt really fit in with the Clarington legacy, butā¦ I donāt think Iām physically capable of hurting someone, anyway. It works out.
I get you, though. Iām the same way, in a sense. Iāve always got to have an instrument on hand, otherwiseā¦ well, I can try to heal, but it usually doesnāt work as well. If someone were to fall in a music store, well. Iād just be set for life. Ha.
I'll be the first to say that family is important. It means a lot, but you can't let them define you. Clarington or not. You've got to be your own person and not who you think they want you to be. Sometimes we all do things we don't want to, but if you can hold on to that, then all the better. I wish I hadn't had to hurt people.
Does it have to be you personally playing the instrument or can it be someone else? Will a recording work? I think your power is kind of like mine and it's interesting to me.
Ohā um, no, thatās okay. I donāt want to put you out of your way, or anything. Itāsā¦ worthless in terms of offensive or destruction. I donātā IĀ canāt destroy anything.
Ah, I see. Sorry. It was, um, just a thought. You should invest in one of those, uh, power banks. Or maybe a couple.
You're not. I wouldn't offer if you were. Not everything is in terms of destruction, sometimes we need to rebuild. Where would we be if everyone could knock down walls but no one could heal? Yeah, we've got medicine, but a broken leg takes time to heal that way. What you can do? That's amazing. You don't destroy.
It was a good thought. Trust me. And maybe. I'm not worried about it right now. But I'll keep it in mind.
