<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/u4B6UwM.jpg?1)   </div><strong>Name</strong>Fetter<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Headquarters gym<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>open<br/>Character sheet (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=190246)<br/><hr/><br/>Magnets.  That's what they said.  Variable control electromagnets created a gravitational pull between these ballistic-armored ceramic plates, and they worked just like weights.<br/><br/>That's what they said, anyway.<br/><br/>Ally is in the only thing she owns that resembles 'exercise clothing'.  She'd seen gym-bunnies on their way to Gold's or Cross-Fit or whatever the hell they did here, and they either opted for pseudo-stripper yoga pants that matched their hairbands and eyeshadow, or for the crappiest, nastiest cotton they could find because they were going to be working out away from the opposite sex anyway.  But here was Ally, wearing boys' soccer shorts that, while roomy, left a lot to be desired in the fashion department, and a faded black sports-bra that, by now, should have been showing an embarrassing amount of sweat.<br/><br/>There was no sweat, it seems.  She was on her back on a vinyl-coated bench-- note the reinforced frame, kids-- her hair snagging under her shoulderblades as she fiddled with a digital display.<i>It links to your smartphone,</i>they'd said.<br/><br/><i>Well, where's the 'kiss my ass' app?</i>she wondered idly as she tried the bar again.  No weight.  Even the kid who sold her these used soccer shorts could have benched this while he smoked that nasty blunt he was chomping.  She dialed it to 500 lbs again on her phone-- the readout looked good, she hit confirm--<br/><br/>CRASH.  The plate was on the ceiling.  Like it weighed negative five-hundred.  A piece of plaster fell next to the weight-bench with a light snowfall of plaster dust where the plate sat like an oversized smoke-detector, its own magnetic force pressing it into the ceiling with impressive resistance.<br/><br/>Ally cocked her head and sighed.  A fluorescent light flickered meaninglessly from some unseen damage.  "What the hell did I just do?"<br/>