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Well, the Avengers really know how to mess everything up, don't they? We leave them alone for ten almighty minutes and a Civil War starts. I have a knack for choosing AWFUL times to go on vacation.
My name's Osana. My last name is confidential (NO Osana Confidential jokes, I've HAD ENOUGH).
I'm a mutant with hydrokinesis, cryokinesis, and telekinesis. Also a SHIELD recruit. Currently I'm neutral in this "Civil War", but I was at that airport battle where Tony Stark and his team fought Steve Rogers and his team.
What? You thought I was fighting? No, I stayed at the sidelines and filmed everything. Director Nick Fury reprimanded me, but I'm at 2 billion views and counting, so it was worth it.
Say, what's your name? Also your gender, age, power, appearance, personality, favorite Avenger, race, and backstory? Oh, come off it. Here, I'll give you mine.
NAME: Osana (the last name has been violently ripped out of the sheet)
GENDER: F
AGE: 15
POWER(S): Hydrokinesis, Cryokinesis, Telekinesis
APPEARANCE: White, bobbed hair, porcelain skin, sea green eyes
PERSONALITY: VERY smart, intuitive, calm (or as many people call me, "chill"), likes puns
FAVORITE AVENGER: Scarlet Witch
RACE: Mutant/human
BACKSTORY: A mutant, was experimented on by a rogue scientist organization for four years before escaping at the age of twelve
Fill out a form of your own. SHIELD needs you.
NAME:
GENDER:
AGE:
POWER(S) (NOTHING OP, if you're OP I will make you change your charrie; no more than three powers):
APPEARANCE:
PERSONALITY:
FAVORITE AVENGER:
RACE (human, Asgardian, mutant):
BACKSTORY:
submitted by Brookeira
(May 27, 2016 - 11:15 am)
(May 27, 2016 - 11:15 am)
~Kasai Hen'i-tai~
I know I have powers. And my memory is in shambles. But I've managed to pass off as an adult, get a job, and rent an apartment to live in.
I don't exactly know how old I am. I just know that recently ... as recently as I can remember, anyways, I was captured. Or taken prisoner. Something like that.
And I was experimented on. I know that if I thought long and hard enough about it, I would remember horrible details. But I don't want to. I want to live my peaceful life here.
But I know my past will come back to haunt me.
I pull my tablet off of my dresser, and pull up my Facebook account. A 'friend' shared a video. A video of the Avengers fighting each other.
My heart stops, and catches in my throat. My friends know I'm interested in the Avengers, and they also know I have ... suspicions. That I don't know if I can trust them.
Above the video, my friend says LOL, looks like you were right! Can't trust them, huh?
I tap below to reply, typing, You have no idea. I'm about to press submit, but I stop. I shouldn't say that. I don't remember what orginazation took me.
They made me experience things. Horrible things. Fire. Fear.
They were going to use me. But something happened. What was it?
Suddenly, the images spring before my eyes. Oh no. I accidentally triggered my power. One of them. An Avenger, Captain America. Breaking into the facility.
The images stop.
Getting another experiment out? I can't remember. It doesn't matter. If I don't hurry, I'm going to be late for work.
I set my tablet down, and pull on my shoes. Time to go to work.
(June 4, 2016 - 12:49 pm)
Osana~
I throw a ball into the air. Once. Twice.
Can you hear me, little flower?
His German accent trickles into my memory like ink bleeding through paper.
Come here. You have nothing to fear now.
I let the ball levitate into the air, the memories coming faster and faster, the ink shredding the paper as it becomes more and more soaked.
The needle won't hurt once you get used to it. We can't have you feeling adrenaline, ja? Ja.
My breathing quickens. I feel my heartbeat become unsteady, my arms begin to shake, and the last thing I see is someone outside my door before-
(June 4, 2016 - 9:45 pm)