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"If you can, hide. They'll be coming soon."

They? Who are they? Stella mewled. Don't scare me more!

"They, btw, are the kids I was talking about."

You're the one that brought me here! I wanted to stay in my own house! Stella hissed.

(( I don't suppose it's too late to join? ))

((Definitely not!))

Username: TheOverbear
Name: Algernon Gold Clemons-Black
Nickname: He prefers Algernon, but those especially close to him call him Algie
Gender: Male
Age: 15
Appearence:

Personality: Algernon enjoys trickery, tomfoolery, and pranks. He is openly casual and surprisingly well learned. He is an opportunist and a fantastic actor. However, while easy-going and relatively open on the surface, he tends to be very closed about his personal life, and when confronted goes from laid-back to aloof in a matter of seconds.
Friends: n/a
Family: A single mother, Rosellen Clemons-Black
Crush/Girlfriend/Boyfriend: n/a
Powers: Imp Physiology (Specifically; enhanced durability and speed, fire immunity, a prehensile tail, wings, claws, sharp teeth, and fire breath.)
Theme song: Good Vibrations - The Beach Boys
Other:

Accepted

Algernon sat on his covered doorstep, staring at the sizzling downfall just three feet away. "Algernon, you should come inside," his mother called, and he glanced back over his shoulder. Their townhouse had a pretty straight view into the kitchen from the door, and he could see her chopping vegetables. Her eyes were tired and red, and her face was haggard. "I don't want you getting in trouble." Algernon stood and made his way to her.
"I'm going out," he said gently, looking up through his bangs at her. His mother paused, then sighed.
"I suppose... Please take a raincoat and umbrella, alright? Take several umbrellas. And provisions. I don't want you getting hungry. It's almost dinner, too. Take several changes of clothes, and extra socks-" Algernon lightly placed his hand on his mother's shoulder.
"I know. Get some rest." He stood on his tip-toes and kissed her cheek, then hurried off to gather supplies. When he was finished, he had donned a thick black jacket and a substantial backpack. A vivid red ribbon had been tied around his collar and an extra umbrella had been taped to his sack. He opened the front door, and then the umbrella, before stepping out into the rain.
"Goodbye, Algie! Come back soon," his mother called as he closed the door.
Once the solid door was between him and his mother, he sighed deeply. "Goodbye. I love you," he murmured before turning and trotting out into the rain, eyes wide and barbed tail swishing. He knew that there were underground tunnels nearby, and that those would likely provide the most protection for magical teens, and therefore the largest group would have congregated there. He hummed a tuneless song as he quickly marched through the rain, skirting around puddles and potholes, until he finally saw other people. Two teenage girls were traveling in the direction of a tunnel entrance, and Algernon presumed that they were making their way to the same place as he. With a quick glance, he verified that his umbrella wasn't critically damaged, and continued his trek towards the girls. "Excuse me!" He called, a small smile taking over his face. "Would you two happen to be traveling towards the tunnels?" Goodness, he hoped that his horns wouldn't startle them. Especially if they had powers; he wasn't quite sure how well he could handle himself in a fight, especially under acid rain.

(( Sorry for such an excessively long post! Also, I changed his age from 13 to 15, whoops. ))

"Oh, uh, hi." Sylvia said, turning towards the guy who had talked to them. "Yeah, how'd you know?"

"Well," Algernon replied, smirking like one who knows a secret, "I watch the news." A small bubble of laughter escaped his lips. "I suppose we're in the same boat?" He asked, tapping one horn with his finger. They looked like relatively normal teens, but so had he before he sprouted wings and a tail. Albeit, he was a bit on the small and scrawny side, but he had no one to blame for that but himself.

"Well..." Sylvia used a glamour to 'turn into' a dragon, and quickly removed the glamour. "Yeah, you could say that."

Algernon's jaw slackened and his eyebrows attempted to recede into his hairline. "Huh. Ah, erm." He gathered up his surprise and smiled gratefully. "That was impressive. I can't do much," Algernon sighed. "Except this." He sucked in a small breath, and expelled a small shot of flame into the rain. It quickly fizzled out under the drops, but it had happened. "My name's Algernon. And you two are?" He asked, returning to his calmly cheery countenance.

"I'm Sylvia. And by the way, it wasn't actually a dragon, just, well, a glamour. That's my power."

Algernon raised his eyebrows and formed a silent "O" with his mouth. "That's fairly interesting. So, it's just an illusion? The mass doesn't change at all?" He seemed almost excited, and he was. He hadn't exactly gotten to talk to anyone his age recently, so he had no idea what the powers of others did.

"Uh, yeah." Sylvia made the block of wood she was holding above her head turn invisible, but she was still holding it, and it was still blocking the rain.

"Incredible," Algernon gawked. "Ah, ahem, sorry. It's just... really impressive to me." He flicked a wayward strand of hair off his face and adjusted his umbrella, checking to see how well it was holding up. "Mmm. I should probably get inside soon," he commented, squinting at a few translucent patches.

Kara unzipped her bag and tossed him a woodblock that she had cut from the tree earlier. "Here. I've got plenty." She said, and she pulled the bow out of her hair. "I'm not that special, there's not much I can do." She said, and the bow transformed into her spear. She dropped her arm by her side and kept a tight grip on the spear.

"Uh, you knocked over a tree." Sylvia pointed out. "None of the stuff I do is real."

Algernon fumbled with the block, trying to keep from dropping it. Once he had a firm grip on it, he inspected it quizzically. "Thanks," He muttered tucking the block under his arm for later. He watched as Kara turned her bow into a sear. "That's pretty neat," He commented, shuffling from foot to foot. "I think you both are rather impressive! After all," he said, shrugging his shoulders, "I'm just full of hot air." A laugh track does not play in the background, and no one is impressed. "Ahah. Well, let's go find those tunnels." Algernon began to march in the direction of the tunnels; shoulders back, head high, and a swagger in his step.