Fernando Reyes
Jul 17, 2012 17:34:32 GMT -5
Post by Fer Reyes on Jul 17, 2012 17:34:32 GMT -5
The easy S T U F F . . .Name: Fernando Manuel Reyes
Nickname: Fer, Fercho, Nando.
Age: Seventeen.
Member Group: Student.
Power(s):Objects Replication aka “Copy/paste”
Fer has the ability to replicate any object he comes in physical contact with. The “copy” is completely identical to the original object and it’s indistinguishable from it by any other than Fer, who is capable of recognizing copies. The copy object must be created at a space no one, not even him, is watching; for example, to reproduce a small ring, Fer must close his hand and replicate it inside it, to reproduce larger items, he can, for example, put his hand in his pocket and take the stick out of the pocket (even if said stick if incapable of existing inside his pocket due to size) (think of Doraemon or the Pink Panther). As to where the mass to create the objects come from, it’s theorized it either comes from extradimensional sources or via complex alchemic abilities.
Copy objects are, per se, capable of existing forever as long as he stops replicating other objects; he has found via experimentation that there’s a top mass number he can replicate and trying to top it is, so far, impossible, but he believes training could change this. This means that he can create several copy objects as long as they’re small and light, but for bigger objects, the number diminishes. No calculations has been made, but he was once able to hold about a fifty replicated t-shirts at the same time (more was impossible), and one other time he found out that replicating two xbox-360’s was fine, but a third one was not. The copy objects can be dismissed by Fer at any time by will no matter where he is, but also, it can’t be being observed by anyone so it can disappear.
Objects he can replicate must have been in physical contact with him within the last 24h and can’t ever be living things. The copy object will be an exact copy of the original object at the time Fer came in contact with it, any change the original object passes through will not affect the copy object.
When he approaches his replication limit, or has had replicated objects exist for too long (days, although it may depend on mass), he gets headaches and body weakness; he feels as if he’s vanishing.
Other side-effects of his abilities are that he’s highly disorganized and incapable of finding his own stuff or remembering where he put them.
Play By: Vini Uehara.Let it F L O W . . .Fer, I love you. No matter what or how you are, know this, I love you. I loved you from the first time you ever came out of your mother’s belly. You were so tiny. And that 1995’s summer had been so hot; I was worried, how you were going to survive that heat? But you did, because you were a strong little man from day one, even if you complained your whole life about that heat, always saying “but Sao Paulo is so hot daddy! Can’t we move?”. Haha. Well, I’m sure you won’t be missing it! Vermont is so much colder. I hope you like it. I know you’ll like it, and if you don’t, I know you’ll enjoy it. You can always make the best of everything you’re put in. You got it from your mother.
I wish she were here with us. She’d be proud of the man you became, she’d be proud of how well you’ve taken this whole meta thing. And to think that just a month ago I had no idea superheroes were real, and now you’re off to become the little seed of one. You’ll do great and I will write books about you. I already have a title set up: Repliman! Ok, I may have to think about it a little more, but it’s fine, at the rate my current books are selling, they’ll probably publish anything I do, and nothing would make me prouder than writing about the pearl of my eyes.
I will be writing you soon, son, I know you won’t be responding, but I’m fine knowing you’ll be reading. I hope this letter finds you well, have a good time.
***
Fer, news has reached me that you applied to go to Europe. Actually, news reached me that your application had already been accepted and that soon you’d be on your way to the Swiss meta-school. I asked them, how can they let a fourteen years old move to another continent just like that without permission of their parents? You’ve been in Hammel barely a year and now they’re letting you go to another school? Then they told me I had signed the permission for the transfer papers. I had to lie and say I had forgotten to avoid you from trouble, do you know how I embarrassed I felt? I don’t know how I could have felt surprised, forging my signature, after all, forging is sort of what you do, right?
Look, I’m hurt that you never told me of this plan of yours, but I get it. You’ve always told me how you wanted to see the world and live it and experiment it all. And you’ve said many times that the American way of life is not your style, although I wasn’t really sure what you meant. After all, you studied English from an early age and always had a fashion sense not unlike TV’s celebrities and the likes. I know, I know, you corrected me about enough times that your fashion style was more European than American, but you know to me that is all the same!
Look, I’m not against you moving so far away, it’s not like I won’t be able to visit you anymore, you know I will, I just… You are usually not like this to me. You’re always so open, and social and friendly and talkative. Secrets are not your kind of thing and our relationship has always been spectacular, I hope I didn’t do anything to damage it.
I also wanted to let you know I started writing that book I promised a year ago. “Repliman”. No, I couldn’t figure out a better title. I hope this letter finds you well, have a good time.
***
Fer, I’m so happy to know you’ve been doing great with your power training. Your trainer told me the side effects and sickness has diminished greatly, and you’ve only been in training three years? According to him, it’s stunning to see a sixteen year old so good at handling his meta-abilities.
God! That will always sound so weird! Not even after writing and publishing a book about super-heroes, talking about it real-life gets normal. I remember the day they told us about it in the hospital. You were fine one day and terribly sick the other, which of course sent us to the hospital. We were waiting on the doctor to receive the blood tests so they told us what you had, which I thought was just a bad flu, and instead he gets us into the most strange adventure we could have ever had.
I laughed so bad when you told that recruiter the story of how you had wished you had another condom after your “first time” and reached into your pocket to find another, which you hadn’t bought, and then an hour later you went to your pocket to find a third one. The fact that your first two copied objects were condoms does say a lot about you, son. Just like your father at your age, well, at least if you swap the gender of the other person…
Keep up the good work son. I love you and I miss you, I think I’ll be there within the next days, so start cleaning your room, knowing you like I do, I know it will take a long while for your to do this. I hope this letter finds you well, have a good time.
***
Fer, I don’t know what to write about first, so I will toss a coin to decide.
It was heads, so I will start by telling you that “Repliman 2” has finally been published. It was a huge deal and critics so far have been good. Great isn’t it?
Now, how come you’ve decided to go back to Hammel? Really? The States? After you said how much you hated it? Please tell me it doesn’t have anything to do with the terrible gossip-rumors-drama-problem you got in Kocher. I already told you these kinds of things are normal. You have to understand, son, teenagers are like that, mean. You can’t really expect to sleep with half the gay population of Kocher and not gain enemies. I know that at seventeen years old, it seems like a hard thing to endure, but believe me, once you grow up, you’ll remember and laugh about it.
I know the transfer has already been accepted and you’ll be moving to Hammel soon anyway, forged my signature again, but still, I just want to make sure you’re ok. You are, right? I know you are. I haven’t seen the one time that Fernando Reyes has a grim face. It’s not you, so don’t let it get into you, ok?
I’ll be in the airport when you land in Vermont, I feel like it’s been too long since I saw you and I know you miss me too, even if you won’t admit it. And if you think that’s a too-embarrassing excuse, I also need you to help me revise the drafts I have on “Repliman 3”. I know you like to help me and you’re ten times better than my current editor. Literature is the only real subject you really excelled at, anyway.
Remember, be positive and keep your head up. Nadie destrona a estos Reyes, no one takes down these kings. I hope this letter finds you well, have a good time.Behind the M A S K . . .Name: Herl
Age: Contrary to popular opinion, 15. Yeah…
RP Experience: No idea. Enough.
How did you find us?: Been here, done this.Show your S K I L L S . . .Check Rhett Goddard and Braxton Carson.
