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We Have a Problem || HenderSibs

Manny had just gotten used to the fact that he’d somehow swapped sexes over night. Well, almost. The...different parts and height were certainly disorienting even hours after waking up this morning. Thankfully, he’d stolen a t-shirt and pants from Hayden from the moment, and he was so glad she’d spent the night yesterday. He would have had a breakdown if he’d woken up like this all alone. It wasn’t too long after the initial freaking out that they heard C.A.R.M.A’s news announcement about the, uh, situation apparently most of Pansaw was experiencing. 

The psionic was getting ready to make himself some breakfast when he heard a knock at his apartment door. “Coming!” he called, clearing his throat out of habit when he spoke in his strange and unfamiliarly feminine voice. He padded over to the door, and opened it to a strange young man. Manny squinted for a second, and then his eyes went wide and jaw dropped when he heard the familiar thoughts racing through his sister’s head. “Oh god, Claire Bear? Not you too.” 

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[jadenthemagician]

Rapid Fire || Jaden & Claire

This was the most fun Jaden had experienced in a while. She was intoxicated on power, magic swirling through her at levels she never thought she could reach. She could literally feel it roaring inside of her, flickering up to the surface of her body and dancing over her skin in cool, blue flames. It wanted to come out, and oh, she was more than willing to oblige. She laughed wickedly as she easily took out a group of humans and weaker Metas combined, barely even breaking a single drop of sweat. It was foolish how they thought they could challenge her––she was a goddess now thanks to her leader, and nobody could stop her at this point. 

She paused, hearing the sound of footsteps behind her, and she turned to face a brunette. Her brow quirked up ever so slightly with the corner of her lip while her magic brushed up the side of her neck, over her left cheek and into her irises, shifting their normal green hue into an eery, glowing blue. “Oh, hello, darling. Did you want some too?” she cooed, hands lighting up with blue flames as she prepared herself for another fight if necessary. 

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[psionicmanny-blog]

#17 - Manny's favorite childhood toy <3<3

17. What was your character’s favorite toy as a child?

Honestly, Manny’s favorite toy was a stuffed teddy bear he’s had since before Claire was even born. He couldn’t ever remember the name of the bear until he was about three or four years old, finally declaring that the bear’s name was permanently (and embarrassingly) “Mr. Snuggles.” He formed a strong attachment to this bear, literally bringing it anywhere he could until he was about seven or eight, and slept with it every single night since he liked having something soft to cuddle with. 

He lowkey still has this bear (who’s looking a little rough after years of love) somewhere among his belongings because he’s sentimental as hell. 

 Character Development Meme

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Family Reunion || Manny & Claire

It was just another day on patrol for Manny as he strolled through the streets of Pansaw, lost in his thoughts. He could hardly believe that this was happening, that the last few years of his Rebel Army memories had been wiped away by C.A.R.M.A. Actually, he could believe it. He’d seen victims of C.A.R.M.A’s brainwashing via memory alteration before; he just never thought he’d ever become one of them. 

Now here he was, stuck as a C.A.R.M.A agent and pretending to still be their loyal employee with no recollection of his real past. Since he started remembering everything, he had to wonder...how long had it been since he’d seen his parents? Since he’d seen his sister? Had he even seen them at all during the holidays the last few years or was that C.A.R.M.A’s doing? 

He stopped suddenly in his tracks, incredibly familiar sounding thoughts filling his mind. He’d recognize that person’s thoughts anywhere––it was Claire. He backed up a few steps on the sidewalk, turning his head, and he could have sworn that was her across the street walking. What was she doing in Pansaw? He stood where he was, reaching out and projecting his mental voice inside her mind. Claire? Is that you?  

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