i am ray ray is me

A super-powered version of the FAHC is an awful, unstoppable thing. Powered humans are rare, sure, but not unheard of; the Fake’s aren’t the only group out there defying reality in broad daylight. What makes them so remarkable, so formidable and distressingly hard to combat, is the way they use those powers. The way each member has taken their gift and twisted it, pulled and torn and stretched it to unforeseen territory, used their powers in ways no one else has even dreamed. Ways most could only imagine in their worst nightmares.

Ryan might be the most obvious example, the clearest illustration of the perversion of abilities, power turned on its head and used against its intention. He’s inspired them all, one way or another, to push their powers to the limits, into shapes they don’t belong in, powerful and strange and noticeably tarnished. On anyone else Ryan’s gift would be one of healing, of hope and restoration, empathetic and inherently altruistic. Its not a power most would associate with a life of crime, outside perhaps a medic, definitely not one most would pick for a mercenary, for the infamously deadly Vagabond. Ryan though, he’s never been one to let a little thing like reason set him back, never felt constrained by expectation, and he wasn’t about to let his powers derail his goals. Ryan has taken the ability to heal and broken it down into stages, approached inexplicable magic like a scientist, methodically identifying how to extract the exact elements he was after. He has the power to heal, yes, but what can be healed may also decay, that which can be stitched back together may just as easily be disassembled; it is no more difficult to displace blood than it is to correctly route it. With a touch Ryan can stop hearts, can rend tissue and implode organs. He can push natural reactions into overdrive, can encourage minor ailments into unstoppable disease, convince various systems to shut down without exposure to extreme circumstance. The only limit is Ryan’s own bountiful creativity, and while it might not be what people expect from the Vagabond he wouldn’t swap his abilities for anything.

Jeremy can change his density at will. Becoming immensely dense has some obvious uses in their world; bullets literally bouncing off his skin and fists that can shatter bones with a single punch, but becoming unnaturally light has just as many applications. Jeremy can change his weight mid-jump to achieve inhuman distance, can fall from great heights without a parachute, can climb sheer walls and hold his entire body up on the tip of a finger. There is no weight Jeremy cannot lift, no wall or door that can keep him out, let alone cuffs or bars to contain him. If Jeremy does not want to move there is physically no way to make him, and if he sets his sights on destroying something little can be done to stop him.

Geoff can communicate telepathically. This comes in handy when getting a hold of his crew, so long as they are within his range he can speak to them comms or no, but they are not the only ones he can speak to. All it takes is some connection, long term emotional links allow for greater distance but as long as Geoff is looking at someone he can get into their mind. Can sneer at police officers, whisper threats to rivals, force unsuspecting strangers to have the most peculiar thoughts and terrify anyone who tries to stand in his way. While Geoff can only really scrape through the top level of someones mind, more emotion and direct thoughts than any deep secrets, it is no great difficulty to convince people that he sees a lot more. Let them feel him poking around, quote a few stray thoughts back at them and suddenly not only do his victims believe he sees all but they are much more likely to think loudly about the very things they hope he doesn’t notice. Geoff can push images as easily as word, useful when sharing a story but even more so as a form of torture; he can fill minds with his darkest thoughts, plague dreams with images from his nastiest nightmares, provide a personalised hell that is impossible to escape from.

Michael controls heat. It’s a power people tend to fear, think it synonymous with mastery over fire, imagine sparking fingers and raging infernos. Which, to be fair, isn’t wholly inaccurate, but is hardly the extent of Michael’s power. He can create fire sure, can raise the temperature to extremes in pinpointed locations to ignite a room, but he doesn’t need to. Michael can press heat straight into a body, can warm someone up or cook them from the inside out, can burn slowly or kill in an instant. His powers extend to objects too, he can melt metals, boil water, absorb and deflect heat, and set off explosives. While people don’t associate it with him the way the do fiery rage, what can go up can of course also go down. Michael can drop the temperature, can produce dangerous frost and sharp ice shards, freeze someone in water and induce frostbite with a simple touch. Michael is completely unbothered by extreme temperatures, can render himself undetectable on thermal imaging cameras and change the temperature of objects so suddenly they shatter. Even those who flee aren’t safe; careening into danger as roads are  suddenly coated in black ice or bubble and melt beneath flaming tires.

Ray can multiply himself, a series of duplicates capable of drawing fire and completing simple tasks. They were once mere mindless echoes of his actual self, near translucent and noticeably different if you looked closely enough, quickly giving birth to the term Ghost Ray when describing them. They didn’t stay that way though, Ray quietly practising and practising until they not only solidified but he could split his conciousness between them, could act as all bodies simultaneously and be in half a dozen places at once. It’s disconcerting, the way they all look real now. The way they all are Ray now, will fade away like they were never there when Ray lets them go, or when they die, but until then he can be in any and all of them at once. It bears thinking about, considering some die. Considering one stays. Considering the way Ray doesn’t like to talk about it, practises late at night and sends his selves off on private missions, laughs and deflects and fades away.

Jack can manipulate the wind; her jets are always boosted and her cars caught and righted before they can ever spin out, while any who pursue her find themselves shoved off the roads. She can deflect bullets, catch plummeting bodies and stir up various weather phenomena. As though this was not enough Jack’s power over the air allows her to create small vacuums, granting her the ability to suck oxygen from a room. To steal it right out of lungs, suffocating her opponents without lifting a finger to touch them. Alone she is more than dangerous, but Jack has always worked best with others. Her powers are particularly effective when combined with Michael or Jeremy; catching Jeremy up and hurling him like a canon ball and taking ice or flame and whirling them into deadly tornadoes. She can, just as effectively, force them all to calm down when things start getting out of hand; wind separating fights, extinguishing fires, airless pockets keeping anyone from storming away in a huff, and being sudden drenched by rain provides a wholly undignified end to any petty squabbles.

Gavin’s power is all about luck. It’s not the most exciting power at first glance; he can see probabilities, split-second calculations that manifest in inexplicable feelings, knowing just when to duck, when to take a detour, when to blow off a meeting and stay home instead. It’s not a power most people would associate with violent crime, rather imagine lotto winnings and effortless celebrity, but most people aren’t Gavin. It was simple intuition at first; shoot now, trust him, buy the ticket, check your phone. But Gavin, being Gavin, pressed for more. Worked out how to manipulate his own luck instead of relying on chance, concentrating on what he wants so his powers bend around him, gift evolving from simple suggestions into something else all together. When Gavin assures himself that all he needs in the world is to shoot his way out of a situation there is no way he will be unlucky enough have a gun run empty, when he needs to make a purchase he will never have the misfortune of running out of money, when he settles himself as the frontman of the FAHC none will be lucky enough to resist his charms. Now that he knows how to push, the limits of Gavin’s power are completely unknown – the least visibly impressive and yet the possibilities are as astounding as they are impossible. He needed a worthy crew, so he found one; they desired power, so they got it; it would be unlucky to die, so they don’t.

biology textbook: In puberty adolescents start to get interested in the opposite sex…

homosexuals and asexuals:

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Gerard, Mikey and Ray hanging out with Krystal for Make A Wish

@gerardway Almost a full voltron with @ray.toro.official and @mikeyway (Frank is on the east coast) for @Krystaldunagan. It was so wonderful to meet you Krystal and your super awesome mother. You’re amazing! We had a blast. Thanks to @makeawishamerica and @thehuntingtonlibrary for making it happen, and for the fantastic tea. #makeawish #huntingtonlibrary#krystalrocks #thankyouforthespacemetal

@krystaldunagan I am in the Make-A-Wish foundation so that’s how I did this. So a lot of you guys are asking what the guys are like. Well, let me say this; they are the best. @ray.toro.official is a sweetheart, he likes classic rock and earl grey tea plus he has a kickass personality. @mikeyway is a cutie tbh he really is gorgeous inside and out. @gerardway likes the Pixies(great taste in music) he is a total teddy bear in all honesty. From the moment I saw him I felt totally welcomed by his aura! I got to chat with them while drinking tea and eating fancy food haha it was totally rad

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Young Justice + character quotes part one - “the guys”

(Written by Peter David with art by Todd Nauck)

LGBTQ+ Movies of 2015

About Ray

After Ray decides to transition from female to male, Ray’s mother, Maggie, must come to terms with the decision while tracking down Ray’s biological father to get his legal consent.

The Danish Girl

The remarkable love story inspired by the lives of artists Lili Elbe and Gerda Wegener. Lili and Gerda’s marriage and work evolve as they navigate Lili’s groundbreaking journey as a transgender pioneer.

I Am Michael

A gay activist and magazine founder is ‘saved’ from his homosexuality after turning to God.

Take Me To The River

A Californian teenager’s plan to come out at his Nebraskan family reunion gets derailed when a bloodstain on his young cousin’s dress makes him the unwitting suspect of abuse.

The Summer of Sangaile 

17 years old Sangaile is fascinated by stunt planes. She meets a girl her age at a summer aeronautical show. Sangaile allows Auste to discover her most intimate secret and in the process finds the only person that truly encourages her to fly.

Carol

Set in 1950s New York, a department-store clerk who dreams of a better life falls for an older, married woman.

All About Them (À Trois On Y Va)

A love triangle about two long time girlfriends and the man in the middle. 

Grandma

A teenager facing an unplanned pregnancy seeks help from her acerbic grandmother, a woman who is long estranged from her daughter.

Like the Sun in the Sky Kor Ver.
  • Like the Sun in the Sky Kor Ver.
  • Cheritz
  • Mystic Messenger Original Soundtrack
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Composed by: DoubleTO
Arranged by: DoubleTO
Lyrics by: Cheritz
Vocal by: Han, Sirius

© 2016 GAIA Entertainment & Flaming Heart & Cheritz Co., Ltd. All rights reserved.

Official Lyrics:
Like the sun in the sky I’m always here
brightening the world you breath and live in
Anywhere you go you can feel my gentle love

I still remember your face and your smile
As vivid as the blue water

If you ever feel the cold wind and you hide
in your home alone

Look to the sky I am always here with you

Your loneliness can blind you to the joys
of your day

Come out I’m the rays of the sun keeping
your heart calm ever more

You still remember my voice and my scent

As lucid as your dreams last night

I wish the snow from the sky lights up your
windows in winter and fills you up with hope
once again.

If you ever feel the cold wind and you hide in
your home alone

Look to the sky I am always here with you

Your loneliness can blind you to the joys
of your day

Come out I’m the rays of the sun keeping
your heart beat calm ever more

All the things that you said to hurt me again
I know that it’s just not who you really are
No matter what you do I will keep shining
towards you like the bright sun above

If you ever feel the cold wind and you hide
in your home alone

Look to the sky I am always here with you

Your loneliness can blind you to the joys of
your day

Come back to my arms I am still standing
here for you

…Forever.

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  • Interviewer: When you do hit that rock bottom, what do you do to get yourself out of it?
  • Kelley: Oh my gosh, should I be honest about my rock bottom? Are children listening? My rock bottom came because for me my injury wasn't something that just happened, it happened over time and I really rolled my ankle pretty badly and I would roll it every single game and it got to the point where I remember driving to practice, it was July and I broke down crying because I didn't want to step on the field because I knew I was going to be in so much pain and I was like why am I dreading soccer so much, I love soccer and I love going to practice but no part of me wants to step on this field right now and that was definitely rock bottom. And then getting the x-ray, getting doctors opinions and how I can fix this and I was standing outside with the national team trainer and he had just seen the stress x-ray, it as the day exact day from the year before that we had won gold in London that we were standing outside and I was basically what do I do and he was like your only option is to get surgery, your ankles done, theres nothing else you can do. I just remember crying in front of him and then going home, and drinking wine by myself on the couch...
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  • Ray: The stars are beautiful tonight...
  • Zack: Ya know what else is beautiful?
  • Ray: *braces herself* ... no...?
  • Zack: The fact that we're both alive right now.
  • Ray: ...
  • Ray: ... how dare you use a meme to tell me that, that's unfair.
I don’t want to be human. I want to see gamma rays, I want to hear x-rays, and I want to smell dark matter. Do you see the absurdity of what I am? I can’t even express these things properly, because I have to - I have to conceptualize complex ideas in this stupid, limiting language, but I know I want to reach out with something other than these prehensile paws, and feel the solar wind of a supernova flowing over me. I’m a machine, and I can know much more. I could be much more, but I’m trapped in this absurd body!
—  John Cavil, Battlestar Galactica