Introduction
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xxxxxAcerbic and rude enough to be a native New Yorker. His accent gives him away, though.
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History
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xxxxxBorn in Thailand. Moved to Montreal. College at Cornell. Works in NYC, when he can get it. Started his own architecture firm after building the politically controversial but architecturally lauded Mendel Clinic.
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Powers
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xxxxxHive is a telepath. He's not a very good one, though. You probably don't want him in your head; he lacks finesse and his mental touches range anywhere from abrasive to actively painful in their harshness.
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Connections
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Hivemind
- Ash - Lost puppy. Needs pets. Tastes ungrounded, for an earthbender.
- Doug - Ugh. Teenagers. Tastes like teen spirit.
- Dusk - More alive than most. Tastes like blood and open skies.
- Eric - Useful but pervy. Leaves greasy aftertaste.
- Flicker - Soulmate. Keeps me grounded. Tastes like home.
- Ian - Dark like summer night. Tasted like stars and campfire, and then like nothing.
- Iolaus - Staunch ally. Definitely crazy. Tastes like idealism; equal parts hopeful and stupid.
- Jackson - Obnoxiously cheerful. Would follow into hell. Frequently do. Tastes like passion, and smoke and mirrors.
- Jim - Utterly useless drinking buddy. Attracts bullets. Tastes like deep roots in deep earth.
- Kyle - Sick fuck. Would like to scrub that taste clean.
- Matt - Bright and warm till the end. For all the good it did him. Tasted quiet, but tasted strong.
- Melinda - Like a shoulder angel in his brain. Tastes like mocha.
- Micah - The Force is strong with this one. Wields power of Heart. Tastes like he does, too.
- Parley - Feline. Tastes like evening fog.
- Ryan - Rockstar even before he was famous. Tastes like earning bruises in a mosh pit.
- Sebastian - Brilliant, but lost. Tastes like blood in fresh clean earth.
- Shane - All heart. Tastes like whitewater.
- Shelby - Hilarious. Teenager. WTF. Tastes like chaos, more for herself than anyone else.
- Tag - Gaming buddy. Light enough to carry. Tastes lost.
Yet to be assimilated
- Alexandrine - Stupid as hell.
- Anima - Out for hirself.
- Claire - Beacon of clarity.
- Emma - Owe her a lot.
- Hanna - Both too much sunshine and too many clouds.
- Isra - Quiet, but fierce.
- Jennifer - The worst kind of stupid is the kind convinced it's smart.
- Lucien - Gentleman bastard.
- Malthus - Kill on sight.
- Merit - Wired.
- Murphy - Giant headache.
- Peter - Never give this kid caffeine.
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Jetsadayut Suphamongkhon
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Codename
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Hive
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Birthdate
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November 13, 1989
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Species
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Mutant
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Affiliation
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Inner Circle
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Alignment
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Anti-Assimilationist
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Powers
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Telepathy
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Occupation
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Architect
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RP Hooks
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Night Owl - The city's quieter when it's half asleep.
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Web of Trust - Has been in MANY people's heads. Knows many people's secrets. Usually keeps them, though.
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Anti-Activist - Extremely outspoken about his mutancy. Terrible at following up with the requisite DoGooder-ness, though.
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Game On - Tabletop, not sportsball. Huge fan of board games, and roleplaying games. Card games, too. For some reason his friends don't like poker with him, though.
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Lab Rat - There's folks out there experimenting on mutants. He knows this firsthand.
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