#drevent03

[pinotromeo]

Romeo’s power

Romeo’s Prada shoes screeched on the linoleum floors as he skidded around a corner and made a mad dash for the first room in sight. He didn’t realize it was a storage closet until the door shut behind him, and spun around to reach for the handle; the lack of a second exit made him anxious.

The door swung open before his fingers could make contact, and he jumped back with a yelp. He grabbed the closest object to him and held it defensively between them. He was a far cry from his usual impeccable appearance-- hair tousled and sticking every which way; shirt unbuttoned unevenly and hanging out of his pants; more conspicuously: the numerous kiss marks covering his face and neck in varying shades of pink to mauve. 

“Found it!” Romeo lied, brandishing the broom in front of him with a wary look. “I’ll just, uh, get out of your way, then...” He gently tried to sweep the other away as he inched towards the door.

[bash-alvarez]

Bash felt it as soon as it appeared, the warmth in his chest. At first he thought he might be imagining it, that it couldn’t be there, but it was, just a spark, a whisper of the fire that normally blazed there, but it was something and it seemed to spread heat slowly but surely through his body. His occasional shivers stopped after a few minutes and it was there, back somehow, or at least part of it. Almost immediately, Bash tried to make fire, pull from that ember inside him to the palm of his hand. The first three times it was nothing more than a quick spark, a flash like lighting a match and having it extiniguished. The fourth time it was a fireball that caught him off guard with it’s size and intensity that he immediately directed out into the hallway. Someone screamed as the blaze went towards them and Bash grinned. He hadn’t had so little control over his powers in years but he wasn’t going to waste this opportunity. 

Moving into the hallway and basking in the flames for a moment, he just let himself enjoy the heat of it and the carnage he knew the fire could wreak. He hoped to burn a lot of this place before the night was up. Moving with purpose, he was trying to think where he should start, the fire still going behind him, when he saw someone headed towards him. “Wanna watch this place burn?” Maybe it was the return of the fire that had him being so uncharacteristically generous but he felt better than he had in years. Besides, he assumed most people hated this place like him and if they’d gotten their powers back, maybe they’d help him wreck it. 

[maizeofloverp]

Lincoln Cole, Electromagnetic Vision

View limited frequencies at close range, but clarity is foggy and unclear. Cannot focus vision at will and different types of energy often overlap.

@lincoln-cole

[maizeofloverp]

Ash Borden, Cryokinesis

Temperature manipulation is inconsistent, and ice cannot be formed without an abundance of water. Frost or ice crystals often form upon contact.

@ash-borden

[maizeofloverp]

Leland Cooper, Age Manipulation

Organic matter can be aged or de-aged at random, unpredictable ranges. The effects start to reverse after five minutes; the time it take for the target to revert to their current age depends on the range.

@lelandplz

[maizeofloverp]

Bailey Rose, Protective Cocoon

The cocoon is penetrable and material shifting seems random and uncontrollable. The barrier only lasts a few seconds, or a handful of minutes at best. 

@eggscon

[maizeofloverp]

Romeo Brizzi, Inhibition Release

The ability to feel others’ inhibitions is muddled and muted, while the ability to release them fluctuates. Targets are irregular and accidental.

@pinotromeo

[maizeofloverp]

Rory Bartlett, Mechromancy

Targets cannot be chosen and control is tenuous. Objects can be manipulated as desired for three minutes.

@groundctrlaltdelete