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Post by Max 'Cheese' Fritz on Oct 17, 2015 15:01:56 GMT -6
Maxine 'Cheese' Fritz
FACE CLAIM: Emily Rudd
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AGE: 16
GENDER: Female
ORIENTATION: Bisexual
POSITION: Dtudent
POWER: Gas Manipulation
Let's get one thing straight. Gas refers to the third state of matter. NOT farts. Methane is a gas and yes she can manipulate it but HER POWER ISN'T TO ONLY MANIPULATE FARTS. Now that is out of the way let's get down to it.
So her stomach is the main place where she creates the gasses. Her stomach is the main place where the chemicals react and change into gasses. In order to create the gasses she has to focus on what she wants to create, thinking about how that gas is created and what chemicals are needed. Most of the gasses she can create at this moment in time is limited naturally occurring gasses, e.g water vapour, methane, nitrous oxide. However she can also use her lungs to create more oxygen based gasses, her lungs have increased in size due to this.
For her to able to manipulate the gas she has to picture how it's going to look. So if she wants to make a mermaid she just thinks about the basic shape of it.
LIMITATIONS:
The type of gas is limited to what chemicals she has to spare inside her body. So if she doesn't have enough of a certain chemical she can't produce the gas.
For now she can't manipulate too large a amount of gas so she couldn't draw all the oxygen out of the room due to the strain it would cause her lungs so she can't create vacuums as she is limited to just manipulating the gas as opposed to being able to remove it. The amount of gas she can produce is about a lungful.
For now she can hold gas inside her lungs for around 2 minutes before it starts to filter into her breath and the air around her. The longer she holds in a gas the weaker its concentration and the more it filters into the air around her.
Holding in a gas too long can cause damage to her lungs and cause her to start coughing up the less concentrated gas.
She hasn't really tried many and focuses mainly on mist, the less complicated the easier for her to make.
She can't make the shapes too complicated it all has to be strong shapes with the actual detail kind of cloudy.
Doesn't have much control over what she makes.
SIDE-EFFECTS:
Stomach Cramps.
Lactose Intolerant.
Migraines.
Increased lung capacity.
Severe asthma due to oxygen being used to create different gasses before it can be absorbed and used in the bloodstream.
Has to carry around a respirator in case powers go out of control.
Immunity to most dangerous gasses, kinda just filters them.
www.youtube.com/channel/VONDERGIRL/Videos
HELLO THERE INTERNET! VONDERGIRL IS HERE TO SHAKE THINGS UP
The camera cuts in to give us a view of a room. The room is littered with various parts from disassembled machines. Its overall appearance is messy and covered in various bits and bobs. A girl, who stood about 5 ft 4", slumped down upon the cluttered bed. Her hair shot off in various angles but still managed to look presentable. A pair of grey blue eyes escaped through it. She wore a pair of loose jeans, a hoodie and odd plimsoles. A odd respirator looking thing hangs around her neck, covered in spray paint and obviously seen better days.
Hey...I'm meant to make one of these videos for my files but thought I'd upload it anyway.
The girl gave a small wave of her hand
I'm Maxine Fritz. More commonly known as 'Cheese', VONDER GIRL or just Fritz, that's right Fritz my grandparents are German and yes I can speak German deal with it. And this...
She gestures at the respirator
This is what keeps people safe if my powers decide to start acting up. Oh that's right I'm a mutant, you scared now?
The girl gave a wicked smile before giving a small giggle
Nah, but my power can be dangerous if I don't keep it in check. So basically I can...like...it'd be better if I showed to you.
The girl straightens up and inhales a deep breath. After a few moments she releases a breath of mist. It takes the small shape of a grimer and lingers.
I can like create and manipulate gas. As in the third form of matter not...ANYWAY. It actually started a while ago. I was...13...no, 12, living in Wisconsin, yeah that's why people call me 'Cheese', with my dear Mother and father...and brother. And I had been invited to one of these all night sleepovers. I didn't want to go but my mom forced me to, I've never really seen the point in those kinda parties I just wanted to stay home and help my dad with one of the cars he was working on. But no, I was forced to wear a...
The girl leans forward and cups her mouth
A dress and go to this stupid party. I didn't even know the girl...her name was something like Jemma...or Alice...something stupid like that. Anyways...
So there I was, an explorer on a uncharted planet fighting off the natural dangers. It actually turned out I was the danger. When everyone else fell asleep I couldn't stop coughing, finally I was like knocked unconscious. The room was full of this cloud of, like, purple smog... I thought someone had left the window open but they were all staring at me. I must have, like, spent the whole night creating this choking cloud 'cause they were all giving me the weirdest looks. When I got home, after one of the parents expressed 'concerns', I tried it again and...this white fog came steaming out of my mouth. When I tried it again I got this blast of the purple smog. It really freaked out my family, well not really they were waiting for something like this. It turns out my dad could do weird stuff too, like fix things with only bits of scrap and duct-tape or make incredible things with bits of string. They're pretty sure my brother will mutate later.
It was really cool. Well until these guys came and got me. It only took them two days, my dad had phoned them.
She gestures around her room
My whole family moved here, my dad's parents lived out here so it wasn't so hard to find a place. I still have to stay on campus most of the time but I get to see them...most of the time...
A small sigh and the girl placed her chin onto the palm of her hand.
I guess that's it really. I came here. They've started to sort out my power. I've made some friends...joined a couple clubs...
The girl wiggled her eyebrows and gives a two fingered salute
Well over and out.
As the screens cuts out we get a shot of her with a peace sign and her tongue sticking out.
SAMPLE: If I was a tiger,
Wild and free,
I'd run through the jungle
And jump
And hunt
And do whatever I please.
Or if I were a lion,
Proud and strong,
I'd roar
And be the king of the plains
And do whatever I please
But I'm not a tiger
Nor am I a lion
So I'm not pleased
To do whatever I please
So I'm going break someone's
Knees.
Is that enough or?
I can do smutty balloon making fic aswell
USERNAME: Eli
AGE GROUP: 15
EXPERIENCE: Not LONG ENOUGH
WHERE DID YOU FIND US? In a soup kitchen at the end of the galaxy
