The FPC (Based on the DAO)

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*i would like to rp, let me go flip a coin*
The new kid is sprawled out on a couch, flipping through a magazine he's clearly not interested in. His gray-blonde curls are loose around his face, and his loud button-up is open

 The teleportation girl walks closer, the floor below her with small portals, the same portals below her shoes, seemingly using portals to float a small amount. "Heahlo. Who 're ya?"

 "Clyde." He says flatly, looking up from his magazine.

 "Damn. And what do ya do?"

 "Right now?" He looks at the cover of his magazine. "Sports illustrated. In an hour, I dunno"

 "Okayyy... what's yur power I mean?"

 "Currently nothing." He rolls his eyes. "And it'll stay that way until Jackie lets me." He practically spits out Jackie's name. Whoever she is, he must not like her very much.

 "That yer mom or...?"

 "No." he frowns. "She's my alter. Or technically, since she's the 'core', I'm her alter." He does finger quotes on the word core.

 "Like... another you?"