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This is for anyone wanting to test out their characters in the setting before the applications open, see what clicks. Multiples will be allowed for this post, and you can generally assume any threads are a self-contained continuity unless you feel like getting creative.

Just post a thread with your CHARACTER NAME and CANON NAME in the title with a prompt and others will reply. Prompts and threads can be action spam or prose or whatever. These threads can be used on the sample section of your application, as well. Go out and have fun! Feel free to consult the institute tour and dorm guide for setting info. We also encourage you to check out the "!!event" tag on the IC comms to brush up on the story so far.

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Janice Damasio | Candle Cove

[candlecovesailor]

[A short, blonde girl with a mop of hair is padding through the halls of the Institute, brown eyes curious. She doesn't look or seem nervous, but she's taking in everything with wide eyes, having come from less luxurious beginnings. Everything is new and utterly fascinating.

She's lost, but mostly because she keeps getting lost repeatedly, tempted to look into rooms and go down hallways, round eyes sweeping the building and snub nose scrunched up as if taking mental notes. She only stops to retie what appears to be an extremely long shoelace wrapped six times around her wrist, holding it up to the light to squint at it and make sure it's done right.

Unless someone gives her directions, she's not likely to get to class even reasonably late at this rate.]

[sonofhulk]

[Skaar was walking through the halls, not really heading anyplace in particular and actually considering going outside for some fresh air when he saw the short blonde looking around with wide eyes. Her face wasn't familiar, but she could simply be a student he hadn't met yet.

Making his way over, his expression was passive, but still friendly.]

Are you...lost?

[candlecovesailor]

[She turns at his voice, and stares a little at his appearance. For just a moment, she seems pensive before she smiles brightly. He is so cool, she thinks as she nods a little sheepishly.]

Yeah. I'm new here, and this is way bigger than my old school. Would ya mind helpin' me out?

[Her Southern accent aside, her voice is friendly and cheerful, like being lost is by no means something to panic over.]

[sonofhulk]

Alright. I'm kind of new too, but I know where a lot of the rooms are now. What room are you looking for?

[He comes up a bit closer to confirm that his skin is indeed a grey tone, and his hair a somewhat darker hue.]

[candlecovesailor]

[Having grown up with less than kind remarks about her own clashing colors, she eyes him curiously, but doesn't remark on it. After all, if he's a nice guy, that's what matters the most, right? She holds out her class schedule to him, pointing to a class on the list, glancing at her watch briefly. She is utterly late, but she's trying, she really is.]

I think I'm supposed to be in English right now. I guess I jus' took a wrong turn or something, I don't know... Sorry about this.

character who can bring drawings to life+kid's description of the skin taker=???

[hipsterbane]

Reki has seen this look on countless new students before, that wide eyed, trepidatious but amazed expression that resembles that of a newborn colt. If she were a cruel person she'd play pranks on them, give them directions to nonexistent buildings, pretend to check nonexistent IDs or use her power to make it look like they'd wandered into a secret X-Men only area. She's not but she shudders to think what those who encounter Marisa, Yoruichi or Shego first must go through.

So seeing one poke its moppety head into her classroom is not surprising. She doesn't miss a beat, continuing to set up the easels for today's class.

"Hey there. I'm guessing you're new."

It equals Nightmare Fuel considering in her app I've written the Skin Taker's already real. DX XD

[candlecovesailor]

Oh, an art class. This has always been a subject that Janice has been interested in but never able to really do. In her town, school supplies were expensive and the school's art program was extremely limited even on the middle school and high school levels. It was always something she pouted about. Janice stepped in, curious and smiling, and nodded at the pretty woman setting up easels.

"Yes ma'am. I just got here today. I'm assuming this is the art class - I was worried I'd be late. Bit of a big building ya got here."

Her voice is Southern accent tinged but not sheepish; she's too busy examining the easels, looking at them like they're foreign objects, getting absorbed in just how vastly different this school is from her old one.

[hipsterbane]

Reki shakes her head. As she sets things up, Janice can probably see the most obvious of Reki's mutations: two small, grey wings which protrude from her shoulders, from slits in the back of her clothing.

"You're early actually. Which is pretty rare." Art doesn't tend to attract the punctual kindof student. "I'm Reki, by the way. Just Reki, no 'miss' or anything."

[candlecovesailor]

The wings are pretty. She really wants to ask questions about them, about whether they let her fly or not, if they hurt when it's cold out like bird wings, and other things, but she remembers her Mama told her not to interrogate people about mutations. Still, it's hard.

"Oh, good. I got lost for a bit with how big the school is. It's nice to meet you, Reki. My name's Janice Damasio."

[hipsterbane]

Reki wouldn't mind answering her questions (no, and yes). In fact, doing exactly what Janice was told not to do is what she does immediately, taking one of the stools, crossing one shin over her thigh and leaning forward on her hand, the picture of big sisterly interest.

"If it's something you wanna talk about, what can you do, Janice Damasio?"

[candlecovesailor]

"You can call me Jan. My friends Percy and Jack do all the time. I... um, well, I can control darkness - but not in a creepy evil way, I promise! Just ask my friends, it's really not as bad as it sounds." She straightens up, voice a little defensive. "My Mom says it's what I do that counts. Right?"

There's a stereotype of bad powers equally bad people, but Janice is determined she's not going to be a bad person no matter what. She's always been an optimist, and even if other people might be unsettled by her powers, she knows she's good. The Skin Taker had telekinesis, a 'benign' power, and he was a monster. So there.

[hipsterbane]

Reki, who died and faintly scented her wings because most people still associated black wings that smelled somewhat of blood with demons, had no room to judge, not that she'd want to even if she could. She tried to remember what that book had said about this very subject, the one with the aliens with no genders...

"Light is the left hand of darkness and darkness the right hand of light." A sardonic little smile, acknowledging that the quote sounded a little new-agey woowoo. "Ursula K Leguin said that. Practically, that means since darkness is just the absence of light, you could just as easily say you manipulate light."

[candlecovesailor]

"I guess, but... I've only made things dark before. It's kind of lying to say light because I can't make things brighter, and I don't like to lie." Janice pauses, and adds, "I like that quote, though. It sounds nice."