<span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#808080">She-Venom (Anne Weying)</span><br/>
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Elastic, bubbly black goo surged slowly in and out of the woman's sleeves, giving off a feeling barely similar to a hungry animal that was caged.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#808080"> "Stay calm. Whether it be physical education or just the day to day, you'll get your food."</span> Her tone was ice cold and completely rational, the monstrous goo that seemed to cling to her skin and hide under her blouse would retreat at those words until they were no longer visible at all. Slipping open a pocket mirror, Anne would take just a few moments to adjust her clothes before finally taking the first steps into the large building. The layout of the school was properly structured, and it would only take the woman a few moments until she managed to make her way to the administration office, not bothering to talk or look at anyone there.<br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#0080ff">Invisible Girl (Sue Storm)<br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffffff">When no one could see her, some could say that she automatically gained the ability to trespass wherever she wanted. That being said, the only thing Sue did was go in just a little earlier than everyone else, wandering around the entire building in the time she had. Being invisible had its perks, though there were more than a few times where she very nearly bumped into someone who was going down the halls. </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#0080ff">"...And I thought the Fantastic Four had a lot of money to throw around... this is amazing." </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffffff">Once she was done looking at every single floor, the sound of chatter and people entering the front entrance hadn't been missed by her... and before anyone could find her and bust her, Sue was downstairs. After turning visible around one corner, she would make her way to the administration office and calmly waiting next to the door. As opposed to the icy blonde, she seemed much more extroverted... even giving a warm smile to anyone who met her pretty blue eyes.<br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4dff4d">Green Lantern (Jessica Cruz)</span><br/>
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Bringing her power ring up to the light would produce a pleasant sparkle that would radiate through the green piece of equipment. It was almost like a ritual at this point, along with breathing deeply... two practices that the girl used to get over her anxiety. </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4dff4d">"...Okay. You chose me. There's nothing to be afraid of."</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffffff"> No matter how much she might've talked to her ring, it only ever replied back when she was needed for intergalactic defense or if something important was happening to the ring. Tossing her raven hair over her shoulder, she would make her way into the building... an immediate shy, cute smile blossoming over her face whenever someone met her eyes and it was easy to see that she was fidgeting just a little, with her eyes cast onto the floor. The woman would wait a little further from the crowd in the office, hoping not to attract too much attention to herself.<br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#8000ff">Batgirl (Barbara Gordon) //Red Hood, Robin<br/>
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Even before stepping into the campus, Barbara already knew that the place had a huge extension of the Batman Family attending it. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#8000ff">"It's like a big family reunion..."</span> She muttered slowly, though the register for students also indicated that a certain insane villain from Gotham was also attending. Of course, with her hair ginger hair up in a bun and thick glasses covering her eyes-- the restrictive pencil skirt and blouse would've set her as far apart from the menacing and proud Batgirl as she could possibly get. Someone who knew her for long enough would've been more than able to tell who the girl was just from a glance. After making her way into the building she would stop at the administration office before her eyes fell on top of Red Hood and then Robin.<br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#8000ff">"Jayden, poor Steph here is going to die if you stare at her with a look that sharp." </span>With almost silent footsteps, the woman would suddenly barge in front of Jayden's field of view, taking something out of her bag before putting it over her face with a quick pull off of her glasses, linking her back immediately to her alternate persona. Gently and almost affectionately, she would squeeze Jayden's shoulder before waiting next to her.<br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b35900">Creati (Momo Yaoyoruzu)</span><br/>
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In all honesty, while she was perfectly comfortable in her scantily-clad costume... wherever she could, she would usually wear normal clothing. Being bare was necessary for her power to work but what was the point of being so on guard in a school like this? Momo would make her way through the building and to the administration office, a book that was maybe twice as thick as a dictionary hugged to her chest. There were some Japanese symbols on the cover, and unless anyone in the room could read the language it'd be a mystery as to why the raven-haired girl had such a thick book so close to her. Setting the book down in the space in between her legs, she would keep her arms to her sides while scanning around the room... every single face seemed unfamiliar to her, even though she went to a high school made specifically for superheroes. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b35900">"...I hope they're all doing okay."</span> She would mutter, shaking the last remnants of her thoughts for her classmates out of her head.<br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b3b300">Power Girl (Kara Zor-L) //Huntress, Wonder Woman</span><br/>
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Just a few more minutes soaking sunlight outside would give Karren just about every ounce of energy she needed for that day. The girl had a sleeveless white shirt on along with some blue jeans, an S almost messily spray-painted over her shirt. Taking her phone out, she would send a quick text message to her best friend who was also suppose to be attending the school, <i><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b3b300">'Where's my favorite bat-cutie at? The world might freeze over if I'm earlier than you are.'</span></i> There was always just the lightest amount of flirting in her texts, to the point that someone might've even been confused whether or not she and Huntress were dating if they ever looked at Karren's texts. Instead of waiting outside, she would make her way to the administration office but not before running into Wonder Woman. <br/>
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"...Weird. We're like alternate reality cousins or something."</span> With a raised eyebrow, she would look the teacher over before standing right in front of her to look her over.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b3b300"> "Hey, hope we get along fine though, alright Ms... Prince?" </span>She would offer her teacher an outstretched hand, waiting for the woman to take it.<br/>
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Madame Hydra/Viper (Ophelia Sarkissian)</span><br/>
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Not a single smear or speck could be found on the record of Ophelia Sarkissian, in fact her record was so perfect and spotless that it looked like she was born yesterday-- that couldn't be closer to the truth. Ophelia was just a fake identity forged recently to keep the villain from getting any look or having any police barge in during the middle of the school day. Ophelia was wearing a medium-length green dress, her black hair styled just a little with soft dark green lipstick matching her hair and contrasting with her pale skin. Every step she took had a sway of her hips and her naturally feminine visage was more than enough to seduce plenty of people. All on top of that, the woman did look awfully friendly... maybe even approachable if not for her deadly levels of attractiveness. She would make her way to the administration room, tucking herself into it nicely though any stares she might've gotten were just reciprocated with a raised eyebrow and an alluring smirk.<br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffcc99">Tigra (Greer Grant Nelson)<br/>
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Greer's feline eyes would jump from spot to spot, taking in her surroundings. While she wasn't in her half-cat form, she retained her vibrant green eyes and irregular levels of flexibility. Her sleeveless blouse and jean shorts showed off plenty of her tanned skin, a distinct lack of any tiger marks on them. It wouldn't take her too long to scan over the building and just like that she also headed to the administration office, eye-catching red hair swaying behind her.<br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#0059b3">Mystique (Raven Darkholme)<br/>
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The shape-shifter assumed the form of a blonde woman, something that there seemed to be plenty of in the building at the moment. She had on a short black dress which accentuated every one of her curves and while she looked friendly enough to talk to, she took careful steps to avoid everyone that might've been in the hallways before making her way into the administration office and remaining as far away from the crowd as she could manage without seeming all too suspicious.<br/>
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