Learn your Superpower

I almost went through with a group suicide with my oneitis, a FtM tranny friend, and a Fat goth girl who had a crush on me. I orchestrated it and called it off within the same week.

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You can manifest a durable, translucent hard-light shield, oval shaped, about 3' wide and 6' tall. It floats an inch from your body, and can be moved around your hands and forearms. When you're moving the shield, it's like you have super strength - it greatly amplifies any force you put into it.

You can phase invisibly into surfaces you contact, but you maintain your senses as though you were perfectly flush with the wall. While phased, you can move through the wall's 2D plane. When you emerge, you can forcefully project a construct of the same material as that surface to emerge with you. The construct is difficult to shape, but you definitely have loose control over its form - a spike, or a cylinder, or even something resembling a hand if you can focus.

You can mentally turn objects inside-out in multiple dimensions, simultaneously perceiving them at all angles with the mental capacity to process it. It's difficult to describe, but it comes out to a strange but powerful kind of hyper-awareness of your surroundings.

> dated and broke up with 3 bpd gf's in my life
> each bpd gf made my trust issues worse
> still keeping doing it tho becos im fucked up

You have a powerful retroactive simulation ability. Not only do you have perfect recall, but you can pick through your memories and simulate with great precision how things would have gone differently were the circumstances different. The simulations get less accurate the more you change as more needs to be extrapolated, but it takes a LOT of changes to significantly hamper your power. When doing this, you think extraordinarily fast - you could even do it in the midst of a fight.

You have a natural understanding of technologies far beyond human comprehension regarding high quality viewing and alternate lenses. Your best builds are extremely accurate, but they see in some unusual way - from an absurdly long distance, or at impossible angles, or in terms of something besides light altogether.

Father was violent and beat the shit out of me as a kid, switched to just calling me worthless, a failure and how I was a mistake when I became big enough to fight. Sister just constantly yells at me over everything. Recently challenged dad to a fist fight (I'm decently Jow Forums) and he backed off, moving out soon.

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Because of this I was pretty angry and violent especially as a child but I've mellowed out and now am making an effort to change.

get really angry sometimes
>lost a gf and never got over it
just drifted apart, still makes angry at myself, I tend to pop off on others because of this

>burned my palm of hand when i was 11 months old
it's still pretty huge even after 25 years.

Raise up to two large humanoid appendages from the ground and control them. They're made from the material they were spawned from. They're slow, but they've got a lot of strength behind them. Summoning them takes time, especially if you have old ones still active. They can only be summoned within about 20 feet of you, and your control of them gets worse as you get further away. They get sluggish, and you lose what little dexterity you had with them.

You have extremely powerful single-target emotion manipulation with a long range, but it's easy to consciously fight if people are aware of your power or prepared for it. Once you've got a grip on someone, they're yours, but you need to stay hidden to get the most of your power.

You have greatly increased strength, and can summon heavy plate-like armor over yourself that radiates intense heat. You can concentrate the heat into individual sections of the armor to get it even hotter. Even at its base, the armor can still eat a hit here and there, but it's not unbreakable. It gets a LOT more durable the hotter it is. If it breaks, you need a breather to focus on rebuilding it.

My father used to get drunk everytime I went to see him when I was a kid.
He would threaten people to stab them, walk in the middle of the road, shout and fight with everyone
I basically already know my power, I'm unable to drink alcohol.

My dad tried to kill me when i was 6 years old.

I was diddled by a family friend when I was a wee lad

Father died In a hospital on Christmas.

Ghosted by internet gf.

Your power color-codes the environment - different objects are tinted different hues based on what they can and/or will be used for. As cover, as a weapon, as a springboard. About to fall or be tipped over. A bunch of other ideas in that general realm. The longer you're in one area, the stronger your power gets at analyzing it.

I used to get bullied as a teenager because I of my height and because I had no friends, until one day I snapped and beated up a group of them. No more bullying but also made everyone afraid of me, which means no friends or gf either.

I sometimes can predict what happens next. But I can do it only have a second before the actual event. When I think to much of anything like for example I think about a chocolate, my Mom buy one for me later without me telling her anything or giving any signs. Similarly, if I think about A TV show or an ad, it's probably on TV right then.

Was swung by my father over the edge of a cliff by my ankles. He meant it as a joke and I even laughed at the time as a little kid but now years on, I get constant recurring nightmares of it.
And I'm talking full fucking beachyhead, white cliffs of Dover size cliff here

You can completely halt all the momentum of anything or anyone that makes contact with you. Projectiles fall to the ground the moment they touch you. Your touch doesn't actually freeze people, but it just completely halts all their momentum, however they're moving. It's an ever-so-brief moment of stillness that can be inflicted on anything. You can activate a passive variant of this power that stops anything that touches you automatically.

You can split into two clones of yourself - one is inhabited by your consciousness, and the other by a crude copy made by the power. It's not nearly as smart as you, but it moves convincingly and is good at imitating you or following simple initiatives as you split. You can freely switch consciousnesses between the two clones, updating the copy's simple instructions when you do so. When you want to go back to being one person, you can will it and the clone fades away.

Boiling water spilled on my whole body when i was a little kid because i was alone at a table with a kettle
I grabbed it and it fell on me. still got the scars but i kinda like them they look interesting

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>had three female friends
>one who wanted to jump his bones
>still pretends to be a robot/suicidal
Fuck you

6' gentle giant teen. Made mistake of trusting people

You can focus on a single target to fill them with awe and deference - you are hugely important to them, in the way that a CEO or the President is hugely important. This can only affect one person at a time, but it only requires line of sight, and it works nearly instantly.

By focusing on people within 100 feet of you, you can summon shades within five feet of them. These shades have roughly the physical abilities of the people they were summoned near, and can execute simple actions before fading after less than a minute. They can be summoned en masse without any sort of cooldown, but only one per target can exist at once.

When you activate your power, people see you wrong in a strange way. Whatever they perceive you doing will be different from what you're actually doing - generally, your power forces their brain to fill in the gap with anything but what it's actually seeing. They might see you punching with the wrong hand, or getting handed something instead of pickpocketing it, or pulling a phone instead of a gun.

You can fly at about an average speed. When you touch someone, you can briefly vastly increase the force of gravity they're subject to.

By focusing, you can quickly construct patches of light armor around your body. These patches break easily, but can absorb one good hit. When they break, they explode outward in a plume of hot steam. You can also break them with force from your own attacks if you put them in the right spots on yourself.

I developed a deadly disease and was abandoned by the one girl of which I was sure that would support me

You can summon an almost fluid-like black shade that stretches and wraps its limbs around a target and can control their body through sheer physical coercion. While doing this, it rapidly saps their physical strength, controlling them almost like a marionette. When it lets them go, they remain drained, barely able to summon the strength to breathe. It takes time to recover from.

Here's a kind of brief summary for you to use.

I used to have terrifying reoccuring dreams. I'd be having an ordinary dream, then two characters would show up and kidnap me taking me to a different place and making me lucid. One looked human, one was pretty alien and strange. They both tried very hard to be my friends through gritted teeth, but gave off sociopathic vibes and brutally butchered other dream figures they met. They seemed insistant on getting me to make some kind of contract with them.

The place they took me was like an endless cityscape, including pedestrians going about their daily lives. Occasionally those people would freak out and try to attack me, getting killed by the two guys who were like my bodyguards. The human looking one drained the life out of the dream figures, while the monstrous one ripped them apart physically and devoured them.

Humanoid one looked like a tall, handsome blonde guy in victorian style attire. Monstrous one was like some kind of smooth, granite textured golem in a vaguely human form. Instead of legs, he was kind of supported on a featureless pillar of granite, which went into a dark hole on the floor beneath him that followed along as he moved.

Got extreme anger issues as a kid, making me a beta pacifist the rest of my life

Superpowers are not real you stupid fucking ape

You are very crative op thanks for the cool steam power what do you think would be a good cape name?

Not gonna lie that's breddy good

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>be 1st grade me
>ask teacher to go to bathroom
>bitch says no
>piss pants because I couldn't hold it
>puddle is so big it touches all desks around it
fucking bitch teacher

>Be me, 2y/o.
>Be dancing like a faggot.
>Somehow dance into a table and it falls and bounces on my face.
>Part of my face flops off.
>Had to get stiches.

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You have two alternate states that you can enter that visually put different "filters" over you. The first smooths you out, almost like you've been airbrushed - your features almost run together, and you have no real edges to your shape. It gives you a danger sense that relates to specific objects - if you look at an object and use your power on it, you see flashes of the fate it may inflict on a person. The other state sharpens your features, like a content aware filter. It makes you rough to the touch, almost like magnified sandpaper. You can quickly extend these ridges in all directions like spears in this state, individually and deliberately or all at once. Though the ridges/spears that you extend have mass, they don't put you off balance.

You can deflect perceptions of yourself onto others, even to the point of becoming invisible and deflecting your entire appearance onto another person. This doesn't just apply to sensory perceptions - emotional and mental perceptions apply as well. As an auxiliary function of this aspect of the power, you can generally tell how people see you.

it's fiction friendo

>be 15 years old on the verge of 16 years old
>decide to do acid 4 times in the span of 2 weeks
>end up going through psychosis
>some traumatic things my mind brought me while on acid include being absolutely convinced we robbed a gas station at gunpoint and murdered two people, being convinced that my brother was mind controlling me and madly in love with me (lasted for around 6 months even after the worst of the psychosis was over), thinking that everyone who was also tripping thought I was a pedophile and wanted to kill me, being in a "time loop" and experiencing multiple lives (in one I was a successful businessman who made a company and grew very old, and then I disgustingly fucked my brother, in another I was a famous musician who killed themselves pretty much the same way as kurt cobain, and the next I was a lazy neet hikikomori who I don't remember how they died, and then I was a beautiful woman model who struggled with keeping up with the life of a model, etc.) these were pretty much reflective of what I wanted to do with my life in the future so I took them as things that I already did in past lifes an now I was running out of options of things to "originally" do in my life, but all the things I experienced in that trip were already taken so I gave up on everything and became a neet, which was also done already so now I'm just waiting for an original thought to come along so I can do something that isn't killing myself because that's already been done
>other things I experienced that were traumatic during acid were "connecting the dots" to every single conspiracy and concluding that I am god creating itself trying to remind itself that it is god by putting out clues in the form of aliens, government control, patterns in the walls (fractals, woodgrains, both natural patterns such as the way trees grow, and human patterns (which are still natural patterns because humans are nature) such as the way we dance and the symmetry of the human body)
cont

now I can pretend there is a reason people ignore me

I am really hairy, back in highschool I used to get teased for it. They called me a werewolf.

I was diagnosed with a neurological disorder which makes it impossible for me to have restful sleep at proper times, giving me bad migraines and chronic fatigue. Before I was diagnosed, this was compounding into a lot of problems and my life spun out of control. Education and career prospects going up in flames. I'm now a NEET and actually pretty happy.

Not sure. I've never been great at cape names. Plume could work, but it's a little plain. Boilerplate could be clever if the armor resembles plating, but the word itself doesn't have much connection. Blowout would probably be taken, and it's a little generic. Scald isn't bad either.

>(this also includes animals too but I've never felt a "higher" connection with any animals)
moving on from the experiences WHILE on acid, lets get to the aftermath
>the first delusion I remember was imagining an entire relationship with my oneitis that is still somewhat going on today
>this included walking up to him one day and talkng about the things that we did together in my imagination, weirding him out and ending with us never talking to eachother again, me staring at him all day and telepathically talking to him, both while staring at him and when in completely different rooms
>was convinced everyone was telepathically communicating with me
>one time had to shit really bad but I get nervous in public restrooms so I held it in for 3 periods and I was telepathically talking about how I had to shit real bad and nobody better be in the bathroom and whatnot
>went in to math period after I had shit and some kids who sat to the side of me said "I'm glad that shit phase is gone, michael, that was emarrassing" and all started laughing really hard there may have been some disgusting sexual talk about shit mixed in there but it wasn't in my head, they said that out loud
>another time I was sitting in class around lunch period and noticed something that was off about the time
>concluded that I was in a dream so I got up and walked right out of class down to the guidance office and said "how do I know I'm not in a dream or a coma"
>later that day two police guys and my mother guided me to the mental ward for the first time
I'm getting bored now so just give me some shitty superpower that I can pretend to feel important for a little while

You're a Tinker, someone who can understand technology far beyond human capabilities in a specific domain. In your case, your builds involve messing with consciousness. Making people more or less conscious, or inducing altered states. This has a few applications in computers, and with a lot of effort, you might even be able to work out brain uploading systems or full VR. Primarily, though, your power manifests through engineering powerful drugs of all kinds.

I stood and watched someone kill a bunch of puppies from a few feet away.

You can choose to not be affected by pretty much any effect, active or passive. Your power is a bit unstable, and sometimes it won't work or it will activate when you don't want it to. When you use your power to be immune to something, you flicker past it. The more you use your power, the more you flicker and the more unstable and unreliable it gets. It's not clear if there's a hard limit to be pushed past, but if there is, you don't want to reach it.

Time to build a 8ft tall robotic door to door salesman body, upload my mind into it, and travel across the land buying pleasurable memories of life experiences from people to be used in the form of hypnotic VR modules in a secret digital heaven I'll trap evildoers or willing voulenteers minds in forever.

Any context?

>When i was a kid, i was an asshole with animals.
> Killed a few just for the fun.
>One day im sitting in a comfy chair outside in a cold winter rainy day.
>This little kitten came out of nowhere, start scratching my leg.
>i push him away.
>comes back
>push him away.
>comes back.
>grab him from the neck and put him under a cold water stream, then throw it against the wall. Slowly dies.
>suddenly something snapped inside of me.
>i started to feel like a piece of shit.
>that was 15 years ago. I will never forget that day. Since that day, i never again harm any animal, not even bugs. When i see a roach in my house, i pick it up and take it outside. Just the idea of hurting any living being gives me sorrow.
>i cant believe i was such a piece of shit.
>fast foward to last year.
>My cat got preggo. 8 kittens.
>7 of them died, one by one every day. I tried to save them all, but every day i wake up to a new dead kitten. All of them buried in my back yard.
>then my cat died a week later.

It was a very dark moment in my life.

I feel like you got yourself cursed, user.

You have a powerful ability to intuit meaning from implicit cues. Body language, intonation, the slightest twitch of the face. You have incredible perception for such things and incredible intuition for understanding them. This makes you incredibly good at predicting people's actions, picking up on dishonesty, and other social skills.

Nah... just life going on.

Nigga thats true. Crazy shit ITT.

>about a year ago grandfather diagnosed with stage 3 lung cancer
>gets 3 ribs and half a lung removed
>basically dumped on me, oblige because he raised me
>constantly in pain
>having to listen to the man who raised you in pain constantly
>starts to lose sight
>gets into a minor accident because he cant see while driving anymore
>gets scanned a year later
>cancer in brain and liver, back in both lungs
>tfw this is happening right now
>tfw I'm taking him to an MRI in about an hour

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>have a electric gate that opens sideways
>friend is holding the controller
>im about to enter gate
>friend fucks up and closes gate, smashing my head
>friend quicky opens gate
>survive

>parahumans.wordpress.com
>mfw was reading this already, pretty fucking dope shit
I dont qualify for trigger event because there were no particularly dramatic/traumatic events around me. Really. I'm pretty usual and boring person, even though hopeless and kinda suicidal at the same time.

About powers though, I'd ideally like some kind of bio-tinker abilities, i.e modifying my own biology and plants/animals. Breeding some brain-melting fungus, or molds that can literally turn anyone into walking sack of explosives... obviously no direct biology manipulation of other humans, aka Mandel effect, but even with it, creative potential on this field is so immense

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>be me, 5
>at kindergarten, one of the most early memories
>see some hobo shit his brains out outside the fence in the bushes
>he notices me, locks eyes with me
>unable to move I just stare at the shit pouring down like there's no tomorrow
>notice he starts crying, also unable to not avert his gaze
>I run back inside, and come back after a while carrying toilet paper
>tp was a colored one for kids, with flowers and cars drawn on it
>I throw it above the fence, he catches it and says "thank you"
>starts wiping
>at this moment two other kids from my group appear next to me
>they start screaming, and I join them
>caretaker runs outside and sees three kids screaming at a hobo wiping his ass with a bunch of cartoony flowers and cars
>she runs back inside screaming
>hobo tries to finish quickly, but the caretaker calls the new janitor who seemed like a scary indiviual at the time
>janitor scales the fence, runs up to hobo, and without realizing what he was doing grabs him and quickly raises him up
>other kids run off scared
>hobo, now with his pee-wee dingling to the left and right and with colorful piece of tp hanging from his buttcracks yells something back, tries to take a step back
>fails, loses balance, falls back dragging janior along, face first into hobo shit
>scary janitor goes silent
>hear the sirens, the police is there shortly after
>see hobo pull up his pants
>he now looks like the janitor, same clothing, same shit covered faces
>police runs up to them, hobo grabs the janitor and says something to them
>officer asks me what happened
>say the now uncounscious janitor was showing his thing to me and other kids
>mfw because of the confusion everyone thinks janitor is hobo and hobo is janitor
>mfw caretakers didn't even remember how the new janitor looked like
>mfw I have a hobo somewhere out there who owes his dignity to me