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Name: Octavia Otto

Alias: Trench Coat Leader

Age: 33

Powers: She can talk with corgis. That's it. Just corgis. However, those corgis can talk to other dogs or if they can understand other animals, they can translate what is said to her. She is rather clever and has a ton of clever corgis to help her come up with her schemes.

Appearance: Octavia is a fashionable woman, using whatever bath in pieces she can find to make her outfits. The only constant to her ensembles is a tan fedora with a band of color she swaps to match the kid it she is wearing, and a matching tan trench coat. Her natural hair color is blonde and kept cut short with dye along the right side in a rainbow of color. A straight line, not the normal arch of a rainbow though. However, she may wear a wig if the mood strikes. Her eyes are a startling liquid gold. At least two corgis follow her everywhere.

History: Octavia never met her biological parents. They had given her up at birth. After bouncing around a few foster programs, the young woman had had enough and ran off. She forged her own future, finishing high school before entering veterinary school. She had always had the uncanny ability to talk to cogis. Anyone watching her, however, just assumed she was great with animals. Five years into her career, Octavia had had it negligent owners and abusive people. So she quite her practice and bought a warehouse for her beloved babies. She went outside the law, robbing currupt banks, taking down and burning places that used animal testing, and raiding puppy mills. She has morals, despite her disdain for the law. She does not steal from good people and she does not steal from pet places. The money she takes is used to maintain the hundreds of animals she cares for in her hidden warehouse, then basic needs for herself, before being anonymously donated to orginazations aimed at helping pets or children in need. She does what she wants because she wants to and cares little about what people think of her, she is who she is and gets all the love she needs from her furbabies, thank you very much. Her end goal would be to see everyone in the world changed into animal loving humans, who spend their time pampering animals. Would that be so bad? No. But she doesn't care if she is taking away free will to accomplish that goal. And there in lies the difference between her and a hero.

Name: Magnolia (Maggy) Hayden

Alias: Thorn

Age: 15

Power: Plant manipulation. She controls the growth of plants as long as she has the seeds or part of the plant to work with.

Appearance: At first glance she looks like any regular high school kid you might find in a city. She wears cargo shorts that come down to just above her knees, and a green graphic tee shirt with roses on it. She has a pair of green fingerless gloves that go up her forearms halfway that match her shirt. She wears a pair of plain sneakers that don't look new, but aren't ratty either. Her light brown hair is always cut in a pixie style so it's out of her eyes which are a bright blue-green color. She has a splash of freckles across the bridge of her nose, and her cheeks always have a healthy rosy blush to them. Her chest, or rather lack thereof, is pretty flat, and her hips are just barely "female-looking" causing some ruder individuals at school to spread rumors of her having been or still being a him.

History: She was a beautiful and healthy baby growing up, and her parents loved her. A drunk driver slammed into the family's car when Maggy was four, giving her a few scratches, but killing her parents. She was put into an orphanage and had been adopted a couple of times, but it never really worked out for the family's that took her in, so she'd always be returned. She woke up on the day of her 12th birthday feeling a bit different. When she went out to recess, she found she made the grass grow wherever she stepped. She kept this ability hidden from others and whenever she had spare time she practiced controlling it. When she was 13 she got adopted by a family in the suburbs. The house was lovely, the yard was nice, the neighborhood was nice, but the parents were awful. They ignored her and never really paid her much mind, and when she got "underfoot" she was berated.. They had adopted her only for the monetary benefits. She kept going to school as she was supposed to, but all of her spare time was spent in an abandoned building halfway between her school and the house where she lived. She never called it home. On weekends she would hold a stand in the farmer's market and sell fruits and vegetables that she had grown in the warehouse from a few seeds she took from the scraps her parents threw out (apple seeds, pumpkin seeds, tomato seeds). Her parents didn't care what she did, so she'd say she was going to a friends house when in reality she went to the warehouse. She would take the money she got from the market and buy a new fruit or vegetable from another stand or from the supermarket and would take it back to her warehouse and grow it there. She got seeds from trees and grass from the local park so that she could make the warehouse more comfortable, and she grew her own little niche that she sleeps in more often than she sleeps at her home. She has plenty of food as she can grow it herself and has a decent stock of seeds and various plants that she grows. She makes enough money at the market to be able to buy clothing, other things she can't grow, and any utensils or tools she might need. When she needs to shower she simply goes home, does what she needs to, and then leaves. A year passed like this and on her way home from school she was walking through the park harvesting some blackberries when she heard a woman scream. She ran over and found the woman running from a man with a knife. She threw a berry at the man and the seeds exploded with growth and the man was ensnared in the thorny vines that tripped him and held him to the ground. Maggy hid behind a tree so the woman wouldn't see her, and she called the cops, the man was arrested, and the woman was safe. From that day on, Maggy would spend her days as a normal high schooler, but in the evenings when she wasn't studying or working with her plants, she called herself Thorn and worked to keep people safe.

Other info: List of plants she currently has: Peanuts, tomatoes, blackberries, raspberries, apples (several varieties), watermelons, pumpkins, spaghetti squash, cherry tree, orange tree, lemon tree, beans (several varieties), various herbs and spices, poison ivy (which she is immune to), oak tree, saguaro cactus, stinging nettle, oriental bittersweet, dogwood tree, mosses (several varieties), wisteria.

List of plants she carries in her pockets: Blackberry seeds, poison ivy seeds, saguaro cactus seeds, acorns, stinging nettle seeds, oriental bittersweet seeds, dogwood seeds.

Description of her "bed" niche: She grew a bed of mosses that she keeps healthy and soft. The "bedposts" are dogwood trees that she made grow perfectly straight, and she has a roof over the bed made of wisteria that flowers and hangs down low on three of the four sides, but part on one side that she gets in and out of bed on.