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who is napoleon ?


" do not trust people like me . i will take you to museums & parks & monuments & kiss you in every beautiful place , so that you can never go back to them without tasting me like blood in your mouth . i will destroy you in the most beautiful way possible . and when i leave , you will finally understand why storms are named after people . "


maecy grace mercier ; interview 1/12/2016


" lee & i used to run together back when we could barely spell our own names . we'd cause trouble around the city and , given his living standards , i guess none of it really contributed well to who he is now . he's always been a bit emotional , caring a biiit too much about how people think of him . really , i knew he could deck them in the face if they tried anything , and i've even seen it happen before . but the authorities decided it'd be best if he were controlled . i guess a little part of me hoped he'd go and help himself aswell .

it wasn't like he was crazy or anything back then , he was just . . off ? to me , napoleon was a brother , and still is . but when he left to see that weird european rat larssøn or whatever , he changed so , so much . for the better of the people around him ? no , but i suppose he as a person is happier now . he just doesn't know how to show it . once in a while i tick him off enough to set 'em on edge , and his scarier side shows . which , i suppose , isn't that scary . it's just . not . . good . he's a good guy , don't get me wrong ! but only to about 5 people , including gänger , echo & i . his "" powers "" never phased me one bit . to the others , they were a constant topic . i can tell why he ditched us for a near decade ! ! "


theodore dwayne corlander ; interview 1/12/2016


" we met when i still worked back at that little arcade in the northwestern mall . he was celebrating coming back from norway with a group of his old friends , who conveniently were my mutual ones . i finally got off shift at about 7 : 30 , a few minutes before the mall closed , and by then the group was long gone . but as i was walking back to my car , he had been running past me with the group chasing him , and i pulled him to the side . from what i got , they were using him as a source of information for some strange religious project . i never knew they were weird manipulative cultists , so me and napoleon decided to stick together and be safe for some time .

he's . . well , i suppose , a bit closed off . he doesn't let anyone ( not even me or mae ) see what's beyond the surface of his mind . it kinda frightens me when he lets us peek into what's going on in the psyche of Big Ol Germaine . how does he even think ? i mean , he's a great friend and all , but seriously . he needs to take a break from thinking sometimes .


C O N T R O L


" lee ! lee , where are you ? "

breath came out in huffs of visible , cool air . i hit the pick one last time and chipped off a bit of excess ice . i called behind my shoulder hastily , eyes searching for mistakes . " mae ? what do you need ? "

" just stopped by to say hi , " she called strolling into my workshop . " would've waited outside , but you weren't at your desk . i was sure rome was gonna bite my head off till he noticed it was me . " she let out a bark of laughter , and i dropped the tools down onto a nearby bench , letting out a deep whiff of ice , shavings falling to the stone floor while I coated my ordered piece ; an iconic wedding swan .

" you never just ' stop by ' , mercier . what is it that you really need ? "
maecy snorted , leaning on a stool and examining my bulletin board . " you know me too well , hooves . " she stood up and i turned finally , crossing my arms . " i need your help . "

i sighed . " you know i don't associate with your side of the city anymore , shrimp . i left behind being a crim . " i pushed her sharply in the chest with a hoof , shaking my antlers and sending a small flurry of snow around the room in frustration . bells rung lightly as a braid fell down my right shoulder . " im kinda in the middle of something . "

" come on , germaine ! it's just a little favor . we used to wreak havoc back in 03 . why not have a little throwback day ? it'll just be for a few hours . just like old times ! "

" i didn't go to oslo for eight years to come back and start up old business , shrimp . you know this . " i hesitantly darted my eyes around for a moment , thinking it over . " how's this offer , since i know you'll keep pestering me 'till i agree ; ill help you out only once . i can hardly walk around the neighborhood without being stared at like im some serial killer . " my old friend plucked the reinrose ( dryas ; a flower native to norway ) from my ear and spun it around , flicking frosty dew off the edges .

" the club down on east spruce lane , 8:40 sharp . we'll start off with something small , antlers . "
i nodded , uncrossing my arms and standing up straighter . posture , appearance ! my old instructors voice rang in my head . instead , I folded my arms behind my back and felt my mind overwhelm with dread and unbearable nostalgia .


oslo , norway ; 2009 ; november 21


i shut the door with haste and blocked out the raging blizzard outside , my ears ringing at the sudden sound of what seemed like elevator music and near silence . the air around me seemed to change from warm to cool , frost whisking up a drape hanging over the entrance of mr . larssøn's home . a deep breath , clear mind , and warm intentions . this will be alright . " gevir , i vould like to see you in the conservatory fvor our lessons today . " the older kalon's accent struck through the sudden silence like a harpoon , and with that order , I rushed to the large glass room filled to the brim with plants .

he looked me up and down as if i were a dirty stranger . " gevir . vhere are your bells ? " larssøn's yellow eyes bore into mine , setting off each nerve in my body . it took all of my strength to not resort to my inner violence . i tried to come up with an excuse .
" sir , please understand that im better . i don't need them anymore ! " my face lit up , hoping it was sufficient .
he didn't seem convinced . his paw went up to his head , arms crossed and head full of thick fur shaking back and forth . " vhat did 've say about lying , young gevir ? " guilt pricked through my skin , tense and on edge . his voice alone was enough to set the most assertive crim in my town in their place . i felt like a child compared to this 4 foot elder jerk . though , i suppose i am ?

" i know you're not telling the truth because you're killing the succulents next to you . poor , poor gevir . du er en tapt sak og jeg er kartet ditt . remember ? " a sharp foreign weapon jabbed me in the elbow as it directed to a nearby pot , shoving aside my arm . for how little this man was , he had some muscle .

" you're vulnerable . gullible . far too easy to fall ; you're vhat we call ' sta ' . " i let his arm drift from mine . a mark would surely be there later .

the afternoon was filled with dying ferns and norwegian cusses . i felt my throat begin to bleed as he tried to teach me to sing ; to focus my power into something more than my worthless , sad life . by the end of the day i was hunched over , trying to gain more empathy , more control , more emotion .

posture , appearance ! show no vulnerability - or you're a lost cause , gevir !

the old inn's windows would shatter from the cold late that night .


some city club ; 2017 ; december 14


now , I sit at the dance club , drowsily balancing a glass of vodka spilling over with fog from the dry ice I requested . my body slightly rose from the seat as I thought of my old mentor more , feeling the drink get cooler and cooler by the second . echo , my old friend ( and present friend ! ) pulled down their dj headset , plopping down in the stool next to me . " is my music bad enough that the dance dance revolution master doesn't even like it ? come on , man , I know I sucked when we were , like , twelve . but at least it's not some weird 90s sappy love song . " i grinned at them , letting myself loosen up more at their presence . " so , what's eating at you , icy ? "

my face dropped . " nothing . " venom dripped from that voice , and echo's pupils immediately narrowed in either confusion or worry . was that too harsh ? i suppose my voice pitched lower than i had ever anticipated ; but to be honest , the damage larssøn had caused easily beat me simply stating that I hated him . this emotion was far from hate - a word not even known to the english language , and surely not norwegian . echo had apparently set their paw on my shoulder , afraid to be frozen by my anger . i immediately softened , feeling an ice - cold tear drip . only one .

we were secluded from most of the dance crowd - - enough to where if I talked it could be heard over the fake - id'd teens and desperate 30 year olds . " i'm just waiting for a customer , but I can't help but think of . . this old rival of mine . thoughts of norway have just been . . overwhelming me recently , you know ? " i wiped away the ice that stuck to my cheek . tonight was for heists and fun , not . . this . . sentimental throwback .

a paw pat my back , pulling me out of my dreamland ( nightmareland ? reminiscence ? ) . " it's time to let it go , man . the past is just a sad synthesizer song on repeat about a dumb hooved fool you no longer know . " i let it process .
" . . did you just low - key call me a fool AND reference me to elsa ? " i saw their face scrunch up in an attempt to hide the humor seeping in . " ha - ha , what a comedian . " i narrowed my eyes and smirked , feeling slightly more content at pushing back the memories , whether or not mae tells me it's unhealthy to . " put on my track , blue . shrimp won't be here for another half hour . "
" haH ! ! don't go freezing my dance floor this time , poly ! ! "

my antlers caught a few neon purple curtains as i drifted out of dizzy citizen's ways . " hey , i didn't ask to be this way , blue ! "


7 / 11 @ east spruce lane ; 2017 ; december 14


i tugged at the insides of my pockets , feeling unsteady among the small shelves of the gas station . modern pop played softly from the speakers above my head , distorted and shaky . mae was standing contently in front the assortments of american sodas , something i vowed never to drink again . i could tell she wasn't waiting to pick out a beverage . she was waiting for me to freeze the cameras' gears .

i haven't used my powers for anything but sculpting in years . it was absolutely terrifying ; i could feel my sweat glands begin to prick like needles due to the anxious and tense atmosphere around the store . a cashier at the front played with a lighter , flicking it on and off . i'd expect her to be used to hearing wannabe crims shouting empty threats at her all day , but i wasn't sure since i never really went out anymore .

i didn't even want to be here - i needed to get out of here . i had to . if i don't , this entire ' game night ' would be ruined . mae impatiently began tapping her little feet to the rhythm of a song i couldn't remember the lyrics to but vaguely remembered . turning on my heel , i strolled near the corner of the gas station , a circular mirror coated with dust staring back at me from the ceiling . just as she had explained , a camera hung from the top of it , watching my every move . i did my best to stay causal and to not appear suspicious .

the cashier shifted , letting out a strained breath . i realized i was holding mine in too . she openly yet tiredly glared at mae , flicking her eyes to mine next . " are you guys going to just wander around all night or are you going to buy something ? i have a life back at home too that i have to get back to some time . chop chop . " my friend's irritation radiated off of her in what seemed to be like waves . her fists clenched , but she shrugged with an empty emotion , picking up a bag of takis . " don't think i don't know who you two are . i'm not that gullible . especially you , antlers . "

maecy's gaze suddenly dropped , and so did mine . i felt all the blood drain from my face and the box of reese's pieces freeze in my hooves . my nerves were beginning to spaz . " i called the cops a bit ago . they'll be here soon . might want to start running ; i don't like messes in my store , especially when it has something to do with this train wreck duo . " she gestured to the shocked faces of mae & i and turned back to the lighter .

sirens off in the distance . only one car , maecy's look told me . calm .

" well , i'm sorry miss , but i believe you have the wrong people . napoleon is actually a sculptor and wedding planner , and i'm an interior designer , not some criminal mastermind . " my short friend blankly wandered to the register , setting down the snack . i focused on the camera behind me , jamming the gears with ice while jogging up next to the counter . " now , i'd appreciate if you could let us get these takis , reese's pieces , and all of the money in the store - - "

the cashier held her paw up , cutting off mercier . " relax . i used to run with ace back in the day ; he told me all about the ice queen over here . i've already got all the money together . " she slid over a small but tightly packed purse . " better give me what you think you owe in given time . now , like i said , get a move on . "

i couldn't comprehend what was happening . i was so worried about the whole issue with the cops , now skidding on the pavement and drifting diagonal to the store in the middle of the parking lot . one of them jumped out , while the other . . there was no other ?

i didn't realize maecy was tugging on my braids until i hear her yelling at me to move . i sped out the back door , kicking aside the lock that i froze off from the inside , hopping across the hood of mae's lexus and hopping into the passenger seat while she began to start up the vehicle . queen burst from the speakers almost instantly , and i nearly spilled the contents of the bag as she slipped past the police car . the cop jumped back in and the sirens rung up .

streetlights flew past , raising the tension of our pursuit . on the street in front of us another police car spun around and headed towards us , almost as if it were waiting like a tiger about to pounce on it's prey . luckily our wheels and windows were murdered out , almost invisible against the midnight city . our garage was up close - we may just get lucky , if another one doesn't decide to show up . " don't stop me now " faded into " when i come around " by green day .

spoiler ; we made it in time to hear the sirens blare by , thinking that the bundle of cars in front of us contained two crims carrying who knows how much gas money . i shakily stepped out onto the old spraypainted concrete , tossing the bag to mae , who slammed the car door hastily . whooping at our catch . " nice going with the door , dude ! and when you froze that passenger cop ? glorious ! ! " my breath hitched . what did she say ?

" wait , what do you mean , ' froze the passenger cop ' ? i didn't do anything . "

she ignored me , leaning my mind to ponder what has just happened . the shock settled in slowly as mae zipped open the purse . " i clutched the side of my head where my flower usually was . " lee ? uh . . there isn't money in here . "

i glanced over . she was holding a small VHS tape with messy sharpie on the front , a phrase in sketchy handwriting that i loathed and seethed every moment of my life . i could feel my blood pressure begin to rise as she echoed the name .

" TO GEVIR " .

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Username: Peachycupcake525
Name: Iclyn
Gender: Female
Brief Personality + History: Iclyn's name means compassionate or idealist, but that is not an accurate description of her. She is an INTJ 5w6, and therefore concerned more with the acquisition of knowledge and understanding than most other things. (800 words max)
Are they in control of their powers and how do they use them? What are their feelings toward their abilities?:
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[néktar]

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username nektar | name gwendolyn | gender female (♀)
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“ Auril the Frostmaiden ! ─ Whittaker's Protector !
“ No just.. gwen.. please..

the frostmadien and protector of forests [ 800 ]

They said i was born from the smallest snowflake that landed on the nose of a newborn fawn. they said that they snowflake seeped into the little doe's body and changed it, thus transforming that ordinary little fawn into me. i do not really know if such a story is true. i do not remember by birth, nor my childhood. i just remember awakening one day in a glittering cave, frost covered the walls creating a beautiful coating that shimmered like diamond, that is where i was "born". i was wobbly on my legs that first day, i felt a thousand feet tall and having two different sets of feet was not easy. my hooves would slip and slide where my paws would stick in firmly and i found myself walking with my back paws more than my front hooves. i tried my best to keep my breathing steady but it was difficult as my lungs pumped in frigid icy air that stabbed at my insides, it felt unnatural and painful but something urged me to get out of that wondrous but lonely cave.

Finally i felt my hooves sink into fresh powdery snow, it crunched perfectly underneath my weight and felt delightfully chilling. i felt the warm rays of sun on my face for the very first time, i breathed out and was startled by seeing a small white puff come from my mouth. i took a breath and breathed out again seeing the transparent soft white cloud form in front of my face, i giggled and felt joy rush through me. the warmth of the sun and the feeling of snow on my first day was a type of joy i will never feel again. i took more and more steps out into the thickly pine wood forest, i could hear all sorts of creatures skittering around as i pranced through the deep snow though it barely reached up to my ankles. i kicked up more snow and laughed, soon enough i was floundering about the snow like a new born foal that had just discovered her legs, i ran here and there. in my joyful frolicking i stumbled across a group of deer, the little fawns had noticed me, i stopped feeling my cheeks heat up though they trotted towards me curiously and encouraged me to come play with them.

I spent most of the morning with the two fawns, by noon we found a frozen lake, the fawns were still full of energy and chased each other onto the slippery surface. i watched from the bank highly amused by their hooves scrapping and slipping about on the ice as they tried to catch each other's tails, though in all of this playfulness i heard a sound, something like a click it did not sound natural. i looked about frantically something in my panicked and did not feel safe anymore, i called to the young doe's to return to me and that's when i saw them something bright against the snow aiming something menacing at one of the fawns. i cried out and lept onto the frozen lake, the ice cracking under my weight as a race towards the two. something loud went off just as i reached them. BANG! i saw something small flying towards us, and in a moment i stomped my front hooves down and a large thick wall of ice appeared to block the young fawns and i scooped them both up in my antlers and ran off as quick as a rabbit. i felt as though my feet weren't even touching the ground. once i thought we were safe enough i slowed down to find myself not trudging through mountains of snow but actually levitating a foot off of the ground but once i noticed this i plopped back down into the powdery whiteness. i was panting as i let the two fawns go from the security of my antlers. they thanked me before running off back to their herd, i was left there, alone and stunned. what am i? i wondered as i laid in the cave once more. i would wonder that, every day, for the rest of my life.

From that day forward i've been called by so many different names, Aruil the Frostmadien or Wittaker's Protector, the locals had begun to leave gifts as though i was a god to be prayed to. i see no point in it. they're making up their own stories for their own insecurities and i'm the one that get's lost in it all. I just wanted to be normal, let me be a snowflake that melts on a branch, or a fawn that has some sort of meaning to the world. i'm no god, i'm not a protector, i am me. Gwendolyn.

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self control [ 996 ]

Feeling it pulsate like icy blood through my veins, since the first day i used them they have been plaguing me. day and night, every little movement would set them off, i go to take a drink and as soon as my tongue touches the water it flushed to ice with my tongue stuck inside the frozen pond! i had to wait a whole day as my breathing melted the water and set my tongue free. with every sneeze comes icicles shooting from my nose, i feel stressed every time i take a step as my feet sometimes become frozen to the ground and as the fear grows so does my insecurity. i can hardly step outside of my cave, i fear that i would float away. those i have made friends with in the forest have tried to help me and urge me to not be afraid of such things and that i would never hurt anyone on purpose. it's been a month since i discovered these new abilities and i have kept away from the outside world. though something is pushing me out of the cave, urging me to get out and try once again.

I lift my head up to the morning sun, it's beams shone on the snow making it sparkle. i take an icy breath, it burrows down my throat and fills my lungs. instead of shying away from the frosty air i embrace it as a thick cloud leaves my mouth, i think i'm ready. i feel it. from the tips of my antlers to my cloven hooves and thickly padded paws. i know most of the animals are still asleep during this time of day, the sun just rising over the mountain that over looked this snowy forest as though to protect it, thus this forest doesn't get much wind from the eastern side of the forest. once more i take a breath to calm my nerves, the butterflies in my stomach stir, their wings beating furiously as they tried to escape out of my throat. but with another breath i swallowed them and froze their movements, steeling my nerves i walked away from my safe space. i was determined to understand and learn how to restrain my powers, no matter where they came from they are apart of me and i must accept the responsibility of them.

After walking a bit into the forest i come across a clearing, the trees hid the deep snow covered circle. i stepped into the clearing, my hooves turning the whole thing into an icy plateau in which i now had to move carefully so i don't damage myself. with a few slips i make it to the middle where i stood, my eyes closed, take deep breaths. in and out.. as my mind blanks and my body relaxes, i can feel myself begin to sink into snow once again. i open my eyes to see that the snow had returned to normal and my heart was over joyed to see it, my eyes lit up but before i could let the achievement sink in the icy was back as soon as i moved a hoof to take a step forward. i grumbled angrily to myself and stomped my foot on the frozen landscape, it sent a large crack straight across to the other end of the circle and a huge ice pillar shot up from it, making me more frustrated. i breath out in a huff and toss my head about, my antlers carrying most of the weight just dragging my head about, and as i do this the icy pillar grows and grows. once i stop pouting i look up in awe as the sun rays hit the pillar just right and shine a beautiful pattern onto me and ground i stood on. though with a simple breath i seemed to release this ice pillar i had created and it crumples into snow just as the wind picks up and blows it all into my face. i then stand there a living snowman.. i sniffle and shake off the powdery frost.

I was there for hours, the sun was now sinking below the clouds on the horizon. tears were streaming down my face, icicles had formed on my antlers, the tear drops turned to ice as they left my cheeks and crashed onto the frozen ground. my body and mind were drained of all energy i had that day. i had tried everything to control these powers. my legs buckled and as i collapsed the icy floor turned to snow, i sunk into the dense frozen powder that surrounded me. i must have fallen asleep as the sun dipped away and the moon rose in the sky though it was hidden by the clouds that surrounded the sky. though just above the clearing the sky was empty, no clouds, no moon, no stars. i awoke to darkness, my body frozen and reluctant to move, my eyes looked above me to see how long i had been asleep for but i was shocked to see the clouds reaching up but just stopping at the edges of the sky above me. i stood up now and moved back to the middle of the clearing, everything around me fell still as soon as my feet stopped moving. in one breath the world seemed release, the celestial sphere then alighted in color, the northern lights flooded the heavens and my heart fell still. my eyes danced along with the lights, they seemed to beckon me to come join them in the sky. my heart lept with joy at this sight and i tried to fly myself but i could never get above the tree line. so those beautiful celestial lights were forever out of me reach. as my feet landed back on the frozen ground, i realized.. that just like these lights that i shall never reach, i shall never full control my powers.

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feelings? [ 998 ]

I hated them, i had wished they would disappear. i still wish i could have just been "born" normal. a simple little fawn, a small snowflake, or even a piece of grass! the pure uselessness of them was so very agitating, they hindered my every movement and made my life more difficult then it had to be. i feared myself most of the time, i could not bare the thought of accidentally causing another pain because of my powers. the constant worry of causing myself or others harm always weighed heavily on my mind. i would sit for hours trying to convince myself that i would never hurt anyone and my powers, if they were apart of me, would not allow me to hurt another. though i knew my powers were as unpredictable as the weather in these woods. i spent a lot of my time pacing about in my cave trying to get a hold onto my feelings about such a strange thing. there was no one to tell me how to use them, i had awoken into this world alone and barely discovered my powers. i knew that i had them for a reason but it was like having to build something with no instructions. they frustrated me, made me angry, made me hate myself, made me afraid. i wanted to stay in that cave until either my life gave out or my powers died away with age. though something told me that would take too long, and i would not be able to sit in there forever. and on the off occasion i did go outside to feed myself or simply to see what was happening a lot of the animals would avoid me. only the deer kept me company though it would seem that the stag did not wish for me to be near his herd and children due to what had happened only month previous. this made me feel shameful of my powers and since that time i have avoided coming in contact with any other animals.

I tore myself apart inside for over a year, i thought of running away from this forest but i knew i would never make it out there due to me being so different. i did not know if i was the only one with these powers but then again i did not wish to take the chance, they may call me a monster. i was helpless, stuck, forever in a snow globe unable to do anything about it. the frost covered walls offered me no comfort for the fears and insecurities and anger that festered inside of me over my situation. i blamed these powers.. if they had not been apart of me i would have been the happiest animal alive, i would be outside of my cave enjoying life and exploring. instead my fear kept me inside curled up. the only reason i have to go outside is when my stomach felt empty and i needed to eat something to remain alive. the intense struggle within me never seemed to rest. until one day i got fed up, fed up of feeling like this, and fed up of my powers. i made myself get up from where i had been laying that day, i left an imprint in the icy floor from laying in one spot for so long. i stepped out of the shelter of mine with my head held high, i was not going to let myself be afraid of anything anymore, i knew i would not hurt an innocent soul on accident as i knew myself well, having only time to contemplate my inner self and how i truly feel. my powers were apart of me, there was no getting rid of them, there was no backing out of something like this. i need to come to accept myself and the way that i am. i must make that known to this snowy forest i call my home. the animals here must learn to not fear me and for them to do that, i need to first make it known that i do not fear myself. that i trust myself and in turn they can trust me.

This has taken me over a year to come to understand myself and my powers, a learning process that i had to go through all by myself. there was no one to tell me what to do, tell me to not fear myself or to accept myself as i am. on that day that i walked out with a completely new mindset on the world, i had come to accept myself. now i stood at the edge of the forest looking out into an open plateau. i looked up unto the mountain, i was not afraid. i left the safety of the forest and onto the frosted landscape, my legs kicking snow to make a pathway for me to walk. though before i could get very far, i heard a loud call from behind me, i turned to see the stag at the edge of the forest. i then heard something that instilled a deep fear into my heart. a howl, i saw a flash of movement from the forest, the stag was racing towards me at full speed! i could not move, i heard the sound of fast paw steps from behind me and i knew if i were to look i would see a pack of wolves. the stag flew past me, he would save me for no reason. something told me to move towards his herd which watched from the edges of the trees. i raced back to them, to my home, and ushered the herd to safety. as i looked back at the stag who was fending off the wolves i thought.. no i cannot control my own powers, no i cannot perform miracles, i am no god, i am no savor, and i am no protector. i am just me.

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story by néktar | gorgeous artwork by _silentsiren_

[olive oil]

Username: olive oil
Name: Alastrine, more commonly known as "Diemos"
Gender: female
Brief Personality + History: (800 words maximum)
-failed "monk" (something like the greybeards)
-now a mercenary; is mainly used as a scare tactic
-set in medieval fantasy au
Are they in control of their powers and how do they use them? What are their feelings toward their abilities?:
-has a good grasp on them, has been training w/ them a lot of her life
-in acts of extreme emotion, outbursts may occur
-she feels they are a burden, but uses them anyways
(2000 words maximum)

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