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spookylapin replied to your photoset:I had floating candles for Halloween this year,...

yooo those are sweet. suspended by piano wire?

Clear beading string, actually! They've held up, and the LED tea lights didn't die, so I'm keeping them up for now. The only thing is it's a pain to have to individually turn each one on.

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spookylapin replied to your post: okay I can’t be the only one who think...

i make an exception for celebrities since they typically do it to render their photographs unsellable

yeah in that case it makes sense but why do regular people do this. do they think they look cool. what is going through their minds

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spookylapin hope u like this nerd

Name: Abel Lucero

Age: 22

Gender: Male

Alias: N/A (some locals call him Mech but he isn’t sure if he likes it)

Power: Technomancy/Technology Manipulation – While Abel isn’t capable of producing anything out of thin air, his manipulation of existing technology is quite extensive. He can use/interface with virtually any machine (including shutting them down or powering them up) and cause entire systems to crash. Additionally, Abel can generate technological constructs such as weapons and armor, so long as he is nearby the necessary resources.

Appearance: Ask someone to describe Abel, and the first words out of their mouth would probably be “all skin and bones.” Combine that with a height of 5’8’’, and it’s not hard to understand why so many of his neighbors have likened him to a pole. His hair is black and unruly, just shaggy enough to brush the tips of his ears, and his face has soft features. Due to being Hispanic, his skin is a dark tan color. There always tends to be a dreamy look in Abel’s gray eyes, as if he’s not quite fully there. This has often led to others viewing him as an easy target, a mistake that never took long to realize. While he may not be gifted in strength, Abel is certainly quite capable of moving quickly. His mother always stressed the importance of good posture, so he’s sure not to let himself slouch, even if it looks uncomfortable sometimes. As for clothes, he tends to like dark shirts with bright splashes of color, occasionally pairing them with a red and white flannel shirt he’s had since he was twenty. He owns maybe three pairs of ripped jeans, and one pair of black tennis shoes that he keeps meaning to replace. If he’s doing “hero work,” he wears a dark gray jacket with the hood up and a bandana over his face.

Personality: Ever since he was little, before his powers emerged, Abel has been the type of person to keep to himself. Although he’s generally friendly towards strangers (if a bit cautious), it can take quite some time for him to truly open up. When he’s around friends, he’s quick to laugh at a joke or give his undivided attention to someone telling a story. He has very strong beliefs about the way the world should be, and won’t hesitate to defend them. If someone needs help, Abel is often one of the first to offer his time. However, this can sometimes go a bit too far—Abel can have trouble with saying no, even if he knows for a fact that he’s already under too many obligations. This can lead to him becoming stressed out and snapping at people, which of course makes him feel even worse. Under stress, he is also very easily overwhelmed, which has led to some accidents involving his powers. Abel tries to avoid conflict as well, preferring to just “agree to disagree” provided the topic of debate isn’t something he’s passionate about.

History: Although he didn’t grow up in poverty, Abel is familiar with the feeling of hardship. With two younger sisters, Gema and Lidia, and an older brother, Igon, it was never easy scraping enough money together to put food on the table. However, somehow the family managed, always abiding by a firm schedule: Abel’s parents went to work in the morning, while he and his siblings went to school. Afterwards, Igon would head to his part-time job while Abel was responsible for meeting his sisters and walking them home. They would do their homework, and then Abel would prepare dinner. It was by no means an ideal life, but they got by.

Except then Abel’s father died. And the superpowers thing happened.

Abel was fifteen at the time, getting through high school with mostly B’s and the occasional C in subjects like government or English. He’d always had a knack for figuring out devices, taking things apart and putting them back together in a matter of seconds when he was bored. Most people just thought it was a natural talent, Abel included. It wasn’t until technology started acting strangely around him that he began to become concerned. Television sets began to show static if he got too close, and computers threatened to crash. Still, Abel tried to write it off as a coincidence.

This became a bit more difficult when he found out his father had been killed in a car accident and half the neighborhood subsequently lost power. The loss caused Abel to retreat into himself for a while, resulting in even more practice with his new abilities, locked alone in his room. Life became much more difficult for the Lucera family after that—Abel’s mother was forced to work longer shifts, and there were several arguments about whether or not Igon should leave high school to work full time, despite the fact that he would be starting his senior year that fall. Given how stressed out everyone already appeared to be, Abel decided not to mention the discovery of his powers. Instead, he practiced them in secret, testing his limitations. Sometimes he would offer to fix things for other kids at school, charging a small fee if the problem was especially complex. It didn’t bring much money in, of course, but every cent helped (not to mention fixing a cracked iPhone screen was a quick way to get someone to like you).

Just as Abel’s sisters were entering high school, he was graduating. By that time, both his mother and Igon worked full time to keep the family afloat, and it was expected that Abel would do the same. Any thoughts of going on to college to become an engineer were just daydreams. Abel began work fixing computers for a while, but slowly the monotony began to drive him crazy. All around he saw people getting killed, stolen from, driven out of their homes for fear of their lives. And here he had this ability that might be able to help. So, at 19 years old, Abel donned a simple gray jacket with a black bandana and began doing vigilante work.

Of course, it’s difficult to balance being a hero with working to support his family, so even after three years, Abel is far from an expert. Still, crime in the area has definitely decreased, and there are whispers about the man in the gray hood who patrols the streets at night. Abel only wishes he could help people on a larger scale.

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thewarsmithsforge said: I’m a 5foot4 Swede. I feel your pain. The id thing applies too.

ohgod... when i was in Dresden everyone was like 6ft tall. everyone thought i was Karl's tiny chinese servant. maybe it's the way we dress too. Mia, you're supposed to tower over us azns, hahaha.

sigishooter said: I know this feel. I’m 5’3 forever and 23 with the face and physique of a 15 year old boy. My fav is when ppl ask what grade I’m in and I say I’ve been in college for five years

shit, artbro is slightly taller than me. lmfaoooo wait til you graduate, it'll be more hilarious. i still can't believe i'm 27, i feel so old but no one acknowledges it. when i wear a jacket and tie my hair i get mistaken for a boy too but that's because i'm just ugly in general so no one can really tell. u look 10000000000000 better than i do, ok.

teripops said: You will live forever because your organs are preserved with coffee grounds and ash which are natural organ exfoliators. I just bring money instead of ID too. AND OKAY BRO. I AM 4’8. You appreciate being 5 something, that is my DREAM.

spookylapin said: i will eventually face your fate because i am trapped at 4.10ft ;v; assuming i shrink like a little old lady in the future i will be SO SMALL

JFC there are people who are shorter than 5ft?? i thought i could only shove two of my irl friends into a locker but now i can shove tumbro and desertbro into lockers too. i hope i get to meet you guys in person someday, nerds.

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