Patricia
Sheldon perks his head around the corner of the campus, looking around side to side. He walks around, hands in his pockets with a goofy grin on his face. Passers by might notice his unique hair cut. Long strands of a strange alien slime like substance float upwards, bubbles sliding off and popping into nothingness. Ordinarily, this would be something to hide, but here? It's something to cherish and be proud of. At least, that's what he assumed, given the unique structure of this whole super powered cradle of newton.

He sighed a happy sigh, taking in the scenery, hoping for friends and good company to soon arrive.
David
Im gonna assume this is the courtyard, because it usually is lmao. And that works well, since Hatzume finds herself spending an awful lot of time grazing on the grassy open plain of the courtyard- what with the nice weather, shes had many a picnic on the expanse.
But today shes bored, bored and searching for Something to do- the cradle can be boring at times, even with all the... Interesting people scattered about the building. 

Until she spots a newbie, her day was going totally mundane. Hatsume approaches Sheldon as if she'd known the guy for months, patting the slime's back
"Woah! A fresh face i see? My oh my!"
Bill
Louis Vuitton heels clicked and clacked along the pavement as Heavenly Whitcraft strolled through Newton's Cradle with her pink phone in hand, arm held high to the sky as the peeved young woman searched for service. She wasn't sure what it was, but ever since she'd arrived at this damnable facility, the device simply hadn't been working the way that it should. She hadn't met many of the people here, but if someone had the power to jam cell signals - and she was thoroughly paranoid that someone did - Heavenly swore that she would find them, and end them. Painfully. That was her one, final link to the outside world, and to be deprived of even that, the girl was sure she would soon lose her mind. 

As if being deprived of the internet wasn't enough, all the other oddities around here were truly driving her mad. Between the strange noises, stranger people, and sudden bout of unconsciousness she'd already suffered, Heavenly was beginning to wonder why anyone tolerated this place at all. Then again, she supposed, few possessed her exacting standards; to them, this place may seem like a paradise.

Heavenly knew better. After all, paradise would have cell service.

Not paying attention at all to where she was going - in her experience, people tended to move out of her way - Heavenly didn't notice Sheldon and Hatzume stopped in front of her until she'd collided with the boy, dragging her out of her own little world and back to reality, which she didn't appear to be at all happy about. Disgruntled, Heavenly adopted an annoyed frown, and looked down her nose at the two of them, snapping, "Excuse you, I'm trying to walk here." What the hell was with these people, stopping in the middle of a walkway like that? Then, she finally took note of Sheldon's hair, and her face visibly scrunched up in disgust. "Looks like someone used too much conditioner..."
Patricia
Sheldon jumped a little bit, his hair fizzing and flying upward in response. As he turned around to see who was, he "Indeed so! A fresh face ready to grace the face of this place! *Bars, I know.* Hehehe!" Just as he was about to offer this girl his hand, his ears perked up as he heard a rather fast approaching lady come from the other side.

Now, Sheldon was two for two on bumping into people, although this one looked a bit more miffed regarding his presence, a very exaggerated angry response being graced to Sheldon. Sheldon's smile faded for a moment, raising before, before he facially retorted with a smug grin. "So are we! But hey, now we've stopped. And now we're talking! So let's talk, hmmm? Maybe even integrate some walking back into the mix!" Sheldon, clearly the master of deflection he was, now managed to get a better look at this person. She seemed... Expensive! In his eyes anyway. 

Either Sheldon purposefully ignored this rich woman's roasts to annoy her, or he was genuinely just that naïve and ready to ramble about his unique appearance, it was kinda hard to tell. "Trust me, with this hair, the conditioner would probably disintegrate into a horrific bland mush, plus, it's always clean! Somehow. I- I haven't quite figured out how it does that yet-" "But anyway! It's real nice to meet the two of you! The name's Sheldon! Sheldon Porter! Rookie Cradler of the Newton! As in, I literally just got here an hour ago! Place seems nice..." He explains to the pair. "You two been here long yourselves? Do you have...*The super duper power?*"
David
"Ehe, you're silly" She enthused, it was always a crisp breath of fresh air to meet rookies that weren't totally miserable- as much as she understood the feeling. Resisting the urge to pat his strange hair, Hatsume looks Sheldon up and down with a quick glance, was his power just having weird hair?? Strange... After all, plenty of people at the cradle had weird hair, after all. Peculiar, but having been at the cradle for over a year now, the tall girl had learnt that peculiarity was the norm here- in fact, a normal person was considered absurd.

And the moment is ruined, as usual. Seriously, you just can't win here, huh? Reaction time as slow as ever, Hatzume only really came to terms with the collision when Heavenly reacted, about as bitchy as possible! Really, She hasn't a clue where Sheldon gets the patience from, because the purple haired girl was having to physically restrain herself from saying something entirely out of pocket. Heavenly was without a doubt, a face of glam, not unlike herself and Esme, but *Damn* Did she seem meaner.

Her face twists into a frown, agitated eyes on Heavenly. One thing Hatzume hates more than the government? Rude people, and thats only by a hair.
"And we're trying to talk, there's this like... Super cool thing, its called spacial awareness." 
With king of deflection himself, Sheldon, driving them into a different course, Hatzume backs off when her sentence is finished, snickering at his naivety, real or not. She was glad he was able to take the conditioner comment, because truth be told she really couldn't come up with a comeback for that.

"Sheldon... Like a turtle? I'm Hatzume, not a newbie by any means- been here a whole ass year" She stares intently at his hair, trying to comprehend what sort of texture was in front of her, it was like... Fizzy slime? She'd love to see this guy in a slime tutorial...
"We all got powers, I wish mine were a little more flashy though" She ponders, hand shifting to fiddle with a curl of hair.
Bill
Strange. Usually, people had stronger reactions to Heavenly's comments - one way or the other. Sheldon seemed entirely unaffected, her words rolling off his back like... Well, slime. The other individual - whom Heavenly had honestly only just realized was there - seemed more agitated, which gave the cruel young girl some twisted sense of satisfaction. Truly, she loved getting under people's skin, and to see Hatzume bristle like that brought a smirk to Heavenly's lips.

They were *Odd* Looking. Everyone at this place seemed to be. Freakish hair on the both of them, and neither seemed to possess any sense of style worth noting - not anything *She* Would consider style, anyway. Typically, Heavenly wouldn't have bothered to stop and speak to people like Sheldon and Hatzume, but this place had... Limited sociability. To speak plainly, Heavenly was lonely; the last few days since she'd arrived had been spent on her own, usually in her room, twiddling her thumbs with nothing to do, and no-one to talk to. These strangers may not be of her usual caliber, but for now, she supposed they'd have to do.

Plastering a fake smile onto her face and pointedly ignoring Hatzume's comment, she glanced between the pair before introducing herself as well. "Heavenly Whitcraft," The girl began, her voice now sickly sweet, completely opposite to how she'd spoken to them initially. "I'm new here too, just came in a couple of days ago. As for my powers, well..." She shrugged. "Probably not something I should demonstrate. Not here, anyway." A wicked grin tugged at the corner of Heavenly's coral-tinted lips.

"By the way, Sheldon..." She continued, turning her attention back to the boy. "I have to ask, what's the deal with... Er, *That*." Heavenly gestured to his hair, genuinely curious this time - though still unable to suppress the hint of judgement evident in her tone.
Patricia
Sheldon gave a chuckle as Hatzume called hima turtle. "Honestly? Not that far off. But yeah. Well, nice to meet the both of you! It's nice to have a pair of powered pals to hang out with." Sheldon enthused. Sheldon raised an eyebrow at Heavenly's non power explanation, but he simply shrugged. Perhaps her power was explosions. He really did have no way to judge.

Sheldon turned back to Heavenly with a smile, before drooping a little as he stared up at his hair upon Heavenly's question.

"Ooooh this! Well, it's kind of a funny story. I think it's some kind of by-product of my actual power... See, this stuff is *Slime.* A grey goop of some kind. Now you might be wondering to yourselves, how does my power relate to slime? *Weeelllll...*" As Sheldon said this "Well" They would witness his body turn into a goopy, constantly in motion goop. The jitteriness would eventually stop as in a flash, the pair would witness something truly alien in appearance. "**Ta-daaaaaa!!!**" 

Sheldon would give a stretchy jazz hands, his as he gained a couple feet in this new form of his. It was dark in colour scheme, long streaks of black adorned the pencil grey slime. He had two slimy stumps for feet, with a black droplets floating in the air replacing his fingers. His large eyes were pitch black, yet these off putting pupils were balanced by the soft smile he still managed to carry. "I can stretch, squeeze, slide, twist, punch, kick, you name it! I can do all kinds of crazy tricks in this thing! Even if uhhh... The slime can kinda drop off sometimes..." He noticed little droplets running off him like a leaky faucet, something he couldn't exactly control. Some of them no doubt went flying as he transformed himself.
David
"There's plenty a' powered pals around here. Some are misunderstood dicks though, carefulll" Hatsume teases, looking in the direction of the dorms. Truth be told, Hatsume adores most of the misunderstood edgelords here, but they were fun to joke about every now and then. Catching wind of the smirk embelleshing Heavenly's lips, Hatsume curses herself internally for being so easily rubbed. Maybe Hatsume just needs to give Heavenly a chance, she seemed pretty unpleasant, but fashionable- something Hatsume could appreciate to a certain degree. Plus, the cradle was a scary place! Or at least it is when youre new, once you get used to it it's about as scary as Insidious. Sure theres a couple jumpscares, but after a year or so, not even a black hole horror can truly shake you.

And as it turns out, she's unshocked by Sheldon's little transformation. It was *Really* Cool, but in the grand scheme of things, it probably wont be the weirdest thing she'll witness on the clock. She whistles lowly as she stares at the jambling mess of gooey human. She had quite a few questions, actually!
"*Nice.* Wish I had a special form!- where do your clothes go? Does it destroy your shoes? Could you sell it to children on the internet? How do you have slime hair?"
Her questions are almost listless, inquiring just about anything.

"And like... Can you fit into a small box like a cat..?" She mumbles, clearing off some flyaway goo by flicking it halfassedly at Heavenly with a quiet snicker.
Bill
Two sharp clicks resounded across the courtyard as Heavenly instinctually stepped backward, her upper lip curling in disgust at Sheldon's transformation. He looked like nothing she'd ever seen - like some sort of alien creature that had been dropped down to Earth, or a puddle of sludge that had suddenly gained sentience. It was thoroughly off-putting, and more than a little repulsive to little miss priss. She found herself appreciating her powers even more than she already did; Heavenly wouldn't know what to with herself if she looked like *That*.

It took Heavenly a moment to collect herself - and to bite back the hypercritical comments that initially sprung to mind - but, thankfully, Hatzume had plenty to say. Half a dozen questions tumbled out of the girl's mouth, and by the time she was finished, Heavenly only had one thing to add: "How do you...*Live* Like that?" She realized how rude that must have sounded, but she truly couldn't fathom existing in such a form. "I mean, sleeping, showering, changing clothes, I just can't imagine..." She trailed off, noticing a dollop of slime had landed on the top of her purple, peep toe shoe. Heavenly scowled deeply, flicking it off with a swift kick, before her eyes shifted to its source: not Sheldon, but Hatzume, who she'd seen flick it her way a moment earlier.

As the two of them made eye contact, Heavenly's angry brown irises flared hot pink for a split second. She swiftly averted her gaze, though, looking back at the light grey stain that had been left on her suede shoe. She would not let this girl rile her. Heavenly held her head high, focusing keenly on Sheldon - albeit still keeping her distance from the odd, squishy boy.
Patricia
Sheldon positively bubbled and beamed with happiness as Hatsume showed absolutely no hesitation in indulging in Sheldon's goopy glory. "Hmmm... Well, let's cover that question by question. Firstly, everything does seem to come back somehow when I go to back to being a human thankfully, so that's covered. Otherwise I'd be buying clothes and accessories non-stop. Secondly, I *Could* Sell it to children on the internet! Whether I actually want them to mess with my goop... That's another story. Lastly... Yeah! I can contort myself in all kinds of crazy ways! I believe that covers everything on your end.

When it came to Heavenly though, the bubbliness subsided a bit, asking quite honestly intrusive questions. "I mean... It's not that bad. It's just a little... Inconvenient, I guess. It is you know, a *Little* Worrying to have people on the street and look at me funny... But it's fine! It's fine. Honest! Besides, I'm not the kinda person to get beaten down by name calling...*Especially* Not from people who probably don't like the way I look, no no..." He wagged his slimy floating finger with a cheeky grin.

"I'm okay, don't worry about it! Besides, this is the place to be proud of powers like this! At least, that's what my sister said anyway. Still don't know how she even knows about this place come to think of it..." His slimy fingers rubbed his smooth round chin.
David
Omg i forgot abt this

Abt to go eep will respond in the morning 💪💪