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located in Capetown, Texas, a part of Project Oddity, one of the many universes on RPG.

Capetown, Texas

Welcome to Capetown, Texas, the nation's 5th in population density of parahumans to humans!

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Character Portrait: Jasmin Lehtinen (Sähkö) Character Portrait: Lucas Eklund (Chrysopoeia)
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Capetown, TX. 09/18/2017, 11:34 AM. 77°F,
Partly Cloudy (Sprinkling). Arc 2: Confluence.



It was an autumn morning like any other in Capetown, Texas. Even though I think was nearly noon, the sky was dark with clouds, an endless grey expanse with a barely perceptible texture, one side of the sky glowing slightly brighter than the other. Lucas Eklund had spent the better part of the morning fucking around with his power, trying to make cool artistic sculptures that he could sell on "Etsy" without it being suspect that it was power-made. But, like all things, he couldn't keep his commitment to it long enough to finish, and so, he goes, each day, not finishing his "job," if it can be called that. He has sold a few sculptures online, making something out of sticks and clay, then changing it to glass, or plastic, or quartz, and selling it on Etsy. However, most of the time he loses interest. Today was one of those days, as he was more interested in a faster way of making lots of cash.

The sound of clicks and beeps as he dialed a number rang out through his apartment.
"Hey, Jazz, I have a new plan this time."
"No. I already know what it is. You want to turn another sculpture into gold. We've been over this before. No."
"No, this time I have a good idea. I mean, it's nothing special, it's obvious. But here; what if I do it little pieces at a time? A gold pebble sold here, a gold pebble sold there. If I don't do a whole lot, I can't get caught, right? What do you think?"
"I don't know. I'm not a Thinker. I can't see the far-reaching ramifications of this. But I still think it's a really bad idea."
"But you are a Thinker, you've told me that before, I think."
"Well, technically, because I have an extra sense, but I'm not the kinda Thinker that's smart."
"But you're smart." He retorted.
"Lucas, I don't think it's a good idea."
"Look, I know in the past you haven't wanted me to turn things into gold because it's dangerous, but look; if I turn a tiny rock, sell it for $100, who's to say it's not some nugget I found out in the wilderness?"
"Because if you start doing it too much, or make too much money off of it, the Thinkers that watch the economy are going to get suspicious. 'Hmmm. Where did all this gold come from? You know, the stuff world economies are based off of, and suddenly there's a lot more of it!' " She sarcastically imitated.
"Look, babe, just come over and I'll show you. It's fool-proof."
"Okay, first of all, you can't make a fool-proof plan. That's an oxymoron. Second of all, we are not dating." Jasmin stressed, leaving a pause afterwards."I've told you this. Third of all, I'm at work. You know, a job. One of those things you don't have."
"Ouch, you're turning my sarcasm against me."
"You're providing the ammo."
"Okay, okay. When do you get off of work? ...Five? Okay. I guess I can cause some trouble around town until you get off."
"Hey don't do anything that'll get you arrested."
"Jasmin, were villains. That's what we do."
"I'm only a villain because my job can't pay rent."
"Not this again. So you'd be a hero if you got the chance? All the rules and regulations?"
"Yes. No. It's complicated."
"Yeah, yeah. I'll see you at the hangout after five."

After hanging up, he glanced at the time. Ten past noon, got five hours to kill. He thought idly. He looked at the sculpture he he had been working on earlier, but decided on going out on the apartment patio for a smoke. The morning air smelled of rain, and he felt the pinpricks of the cool rain, more like a light sprinkle, on his skin.

"Today's gonna be a good day." Lucas spoke, to no one in particulars.