#abilities

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Hello, my name is Blue.
I am a whale who was forcibly given magical abilities by a man who himself had magical abilities.
I call myself Blue because that is the word that people use to describe me when I enter their minds while they sleep.

How are my favorite dogs doing?
It’s me, Mary, everyone’s favorite Werewolf and professional badass.

So we have been like crazy swamped, and shit has been going down.
Heh heh … down.

SO!
Ya’ll may have heard about the old fart’s tryouts, which have brought in some new friends and expanded our happy family.
Now I’m all about family, except for my idiot brother, but the ones who didn’t pass … some of them did the belly flop of fail.

So here is a list of the BIGGEST FAILS!
Enjoy.

1. So this one gal waltzes on up and claims that she needs to take on harder challenges. She can mess with yer emotions and eff with people, and the girl was all over the place like spiderman. So we did what any rational people would do, we sent a big ass robot to kick her back into place. Exactly 3 seconds after seeing the bot we learn that she stress farts, loud. Oh my dawg, so she’s trying to fight a huge robot with a handgun and baseball bat, and she’s farting louder than your grandpa. Now we didn’t care if the girl was a loud farter, but it did suck that she started screaming and running when she ran out of ideas on how to fight this thing. Beautiful.

2. Next is this Australian wizard who specializes in strength and speed buffs. What he didn’t tell anyone was that he got the power from animals, but he also channeled their spirits. So he was in a country he’d never been in before and he decided to channel the nearest animal. An effing squirrel. He channels this squirrel and he can suddenly balance and climb like a boss, but then his eyes roll back and the spirit takes over. He leaps onto the old man when he sees that he has a walnut on his coat and claws the HELL out of his face. Squirrel man was disqualified when we eventually ripped him off of the old fart. The dude, however, climbed into the trees and still won’t come down … or put on clothes.

3. Man comes out all Iron Man and demands to be a part of our group. Turns out he’s an android, but decked with tons of gadgets and other pimp toys. So we send the dude out on some trials, guy can fly, super strength, lasers, and a cloaking skill. He was more than qualified. Except he had a problem he was unaware of, he screams at the top of his lungs every single second that his tech is being used. On top of this he can’t hear while doing this stuff and because of all of this we got a screaming deaf man flying around, shooting lasers, and turning invisible. Disqualified.

4. So we had a guy who claimed to be a professional Summoner and he waltzes in and summons an animal or a mythological creature to help him with everything he comes across. He does pretty well, until he summons a whale … in the middle of a room WAY too small for it. It got worse when he got rid of it and then decided to try again, ELEPHANT! Except this one wasn’t under his control and just started rampaging. He decided to summon something else to stop it … a freaking Dinosaur. Big ass T-Rex suddenly in this room and it was awesome dudes. Took us an hour to get rid of the big ol lizard.

5. A lady goes through all the trials and wins EVERY SINGLE ONE. She tears through them and doesn’t even break a sweat, she has the ability to summon up all of her luck and use it whenever she wants. So for like 3 hours she is using up her luck and makes the Old Man look like an … well like an old man. When she completes the last test she steps over the finish line, looks back at us, smiles, and then a deer comes charging out of the forest and kicks her in he back. But then, after the deer runs off, a remote controlled plane flies right into her face. Then when she hits the ground, the lighter in her pants pocket, breaks and lights up her ass. She rolls around screaming until the fire goes out and then just lies there on her back. Until an arrow from another test flies through the air and stabs into her knee. I couldn’t stop laughing.

So, what is the best way to spend a week? Easy, you watch a bunch of wannabe super heroes mess up trying to impress an old bag of bones. I took pictures, and turned them into posters.
:3

Good gracious godly goodness … I missed the hell out of this cabin.

Never thought that I’d miss this place as much as I did.
But I found a new place of operations for my team, I have a stack of papers, all of them labeled “EMERGENCY”.

But I have an incredible receptionist named Jasmine and she likes to read all of these reports.
She has also taken care of the cats, killed everyone who has come here with the intent to kill me, and watered the trees in order to not cause any of them to die and thus causing the ENTIRE FREAKING FOREST TO CRY FOR A WEEK.
…
That seriously happened once.
A freaking tree fell down, died, and the entire talking forest just started crying, and they wouldn’t stop for like a week.

But thankfully we know to stop something like that.

Moving along, the state of the world appears to be like a game of Wack-O Mole.
We take care of one problem and the next thing we know, another pops up. I spent a little more than a month taking care of my team after they get abducted and already we have issues.

But … I got the team mobilized.
Giant bats in South Africa, a small creature causing illusions in India, a pillar of liquid metal in San Francisco, and a metahuman group in Greenland trying to reach into other realities.

Funny not on that last problem, there are some metahumans who actually believe that their abilities are just manifestations of them reaching into other realities and harnessing the skills or natural abilities of themselves in another world.
Example: a man can fly, so he thinks that he must be a bird in another world and that he is simply harnessing it’s potential.

That is more than likely not true for these metahumans. These ones are probably just related to some kind of powerful entity that had a breeding fetish 4,000 years ago. Or descendants of people experimented on by mad scientists in the early years of human development. Or they are the descendants of wizards who inscribed specific spells onto their genetic code.

Or any of the other millions of other reasons why someone would manifest abilities.
Me, for instance, I am a genetic descendant of Genghis Khan, who was a genetic descendant of a VERY powerful alien god that died at some point on earth.
But not before making lots of kids.
Now I am VERY diluted, it has been far too long for any of my latent abilities to have any kind of actual effect in our gravity.
Not to mention that it requires me to have ingested a large variety of chemicals that would normally kill the average human.

But this is all outside the point.
My next update will be the status reports of my new teams handling these problems.

And no, Qu’Bert did not get to keep that new giant body he made.
I put it in storage, he can have it back when he needs it, not just when he wants it.
All he even does in that body is put everything on really high shelves and make tall jokes.

I have enough of that nonsense when Mary is in Heat and does nothing but make fun of how much smaller than her I am.
And her boyfriend is NOT A WEREWOLF AND SHE IS IN DENIAL.

Sorry for the wait, this one took quite a while to do.

So after the last attack we needed to reequip and then reorganize. By now we should have rattled the nest enough for everyone to be on high alert.

I armed everyone with the best in equipment and we set out to hit what we believed was the holding area of Qu'bert. We were wrong.

Place was just a trap set to spring when we showed up. We had soldiers with heavy equipment and tech from outside of the planet. Nearly lost some members in the initial assault.
A woman with the ability to control insects came out with a heavy hitter, while controlling bugs is dangerous, it shouldn’t have been a big problem. Until she started commanding bugs born on other planets, the size of mini vans.

Then we had a set of guys with mech suits, not the big ones, but definitely large enough to outclass us in raw strength. But they weren’t the most organised, nimrods just stood back laying heavy fire on us. The could have just come over and crushed us with pure might.

Fennec did some gravity Stuff and then we took out the rest.

We cleared out the area, nothing.
We found nothing, I think they are scrambling the sites.

So … instead of assault, we should go with “Follow” the lead.
Now … time to set a trap.

I set out into the transportation room.
The pocket dimension in space and time that acts as a teleporter.

I went hopping around for a little bit before I found the site I was looking for.
I made a ritual circle, dropped a few drops of Mantler blood, and all of this opened a hole to a world that had all of it’s matter converted into raw energy.

This would light up on any radar, of any group, that was looking for magic.
I received a few calls and told a few people that I would look into a sudden flare of magical energy, but I said I would be a little late getting there.
The bait was laid out, and so I waited.

Exactly 10 minutes later, a helicopter appeared and I had the whole team tied up.
Nobody had to die.

Tom wiped up the circle, closing the portal, and Mary got one of the pilots to fly us back to their base.

From there … things got messy.
Psychics were waiting for us and I immediately felt someone trying to get into my head. So I started doing math in ancient Martian, in my head.
This makes me puke, but it did the same to the psychics, which made them easy to pick off with the rifle as we landed.
We had the welcome wagon of armed guards, and a magically enhanced guard with shape shifting powers granted by tattoos.

Which meant nothing when a golem comes crashing down on you trying to peal off your skin.
A few quickly placed shots disabled the guards and Mary tore open the nearest door using the helicopter blades as a machete.

Before we left the bay, I quickly pulled out a soul parasite and gave it the memory of my first laugh, in exchange it led us down the halls to the holding cells. The creature only appears as two dimensional so it just moved across the walls like a moving graffiti.

More guards blocked us, one could solidify liquids like water into something hard as bone. Took them out, and moved on.
Next we had a woman that screamed as loud as a car bomb going off, but only in our minds.
Taser to the throat put her down.

We found a cell where they were keeping Carpenter and Blacksmith.

Gave Blacksmith a gun, and gave Carpenter a baseball club made from rage emotions.
They tried apologizing and explaining, but I didn’t want to hear any of it. Our lives were in an immediate threat and we needed info on where the rest were.

I found a computer room, but most of the good info was being erased as some kind of fail safe in case the base was compromised.
But this is why we have time bubbles.
I put one around the computer and reversed time by an hour. They had Blue somewhere specific with Fennec, Qu'bert is with nerds, and the rest are in holding cells in Egypt.

I want my magic first, I like to think that I can handle logic with a bullet.
But a wise man once said, “Magic defeats magic”.

Hey, my name is Liam and I … make things.
I uh take items and junk and I have an ability to bond them together.

Give me a handle from a gun and a dozen forks and I could make a knife or gun.
I can even mesh technology together and … sometimes I can control what it becomes, or maybe I’m just lucky at guessing. I made a helicopter thing, once out of some junk I found in an abandoned house.

Years ago when I was a kid, my home town was attacked by some kind of alien. He alien wanted to build a ship to leave our world, but he was physically weak and needed slaves. So he used his powerful psychic talents to force us to build him a ship.

We spent weeks as his slaves, a lot of us died and he didn’t care, he only cared how quickly the ship was made. But our minds were filled with information and knowledge on how to construct his vessel.
Some soldiers showed up to stop him but we forced them away. The alien was getting upset and put some of his power into a bunch of us in order to activate our latent psychic abilities.
With these new powers we were better able to work and fight off the soldiers.

Long story short, the soldiers killed almost everyone and the alien died. But me and 12 others got the left over psychic energy, making us VERY powerful.
Most of them went mad, one simply disappeared, and another was taken by the military.
After everything that had happened, I lost almost all of my powers and I was bounced into foster homes after my mind was wiped.

But one day I regained my memories and I got new powers. Everything the alien understood of combining matter and energy was in my head and I could build almost anything.

So I was visited by the Company and they recruited me as an engineer.
After the battle with Kain, I was contacted by our mutual friend and he said he had a new job opening.

So now I fight monsters and try to save the world while making money.
Nice to meet ya’ll.

Let me just tell you, I can do wonderful, wonderful things ;)

what if we can shapeshift but we just don’t know how