Your Powers/Gifts

[a_witches_past]

You guys are so unique. Keep posting, I enjoy reading what everyone is like.  

[Eteles]

My "ability" is being completely nuts and knowing about it, but being unable to give up on the idea that I'm a spirit that got trapped inside a girl's body.

I'm under the semi-delusion that I was alive as a human man at some barbaric point in history, running a way house and generally being a shitty b*****d to everyone I had the power to. That generally meant my kitchen girls. They were shy little things, and I loved playing with them - I still like girls with low self esteem, actually, although now I'm not so tempted to make their lives hell for my own sick amusement. I was short and ugly (everybody was, but I was especially so,) and generally not someone I would want to meet or be ever again. I don't remember having a father; I suspect I was a b*****d.

I died when a bunch of highwaymen (or whatever you call the ones that hide in the woods and then jump up and mug you) bashed me on the back of the head and left me for dead.

I think I lay there, on my back, in the woods, for a long, long time. I have no idea whether I was paralyzed or dead. There are two things that I never, ever want to go through again, and that waiting there, unable to move, feeling myself rot away is the only one I feel like telling you about.

I think I died there. There was no white light. I couldn't move until a weird, robed guy with a long silver beak and round, white glowing eyes in a dark hood took me away. I recognize now that he looked like he was wearing a plague doctor's mask, but I didn't see a mask, and the beak was just huge - it reached down to his waist.

He offered me a job, although I don't think he used any words to do it. Through him, I became the death of misers. It was a position... I would go around cutting a silvery cord that people who didn't want to die used to hang onto their bodies. I really don't remember any of this so well now that I'm in a body myself, again. I do remember this all being much more apparent to me when I wasn't stuck in a body.

In my free time, I did what I liked to do best in life: find quiet, mousy, harmless looking girls, and go "OOGITY BOOGITY BOO!" at them until they cried like little bitches. (... I still think this is funny. I'm more compassionate now, really, but I still think it's funny.) Then this girl asked me what I wanted, and that really frustrated me for some reason, but I realized I had been frustrated for a long time, so I asked... what did I ask... "Why do you never ask for me?" I think it was. I guess I was lonely; like I said, I don't remember my time as a disembodied spirit very well. But after that, she asked for me once in a while, and since she wouldn't cry and scream and do all those little amusing things I liked, we got to keeping each other company instead of just having psychic wrestling matches. We were a good pair - neither one of us had a life!

The more I talked to her, the better I felt... she made me feel like a person. I can't stress how important it is to feel like a person, and to make other people feel like people. I think it's good for the soul.

I stopped doing the death of misers job after a while - I wasn't angry any more, and I realized that all I ever really wanted was change. So I switched careers and turned into a stomach enzyme. It's very difficult to describe what being an enzyme is like. It's sort of like making things click and fall apart, very satisfying, but mindless. You could do it forever if you don't mind ceasing to be human, giving up the variety of emotions. My extracurricular activities kept me a person, so I didn't worry about that.

As time went on, I believe I started working in light energy for a while. Not touchy feely light energy, but the catalytic reactions that take place in... something like light molecules; photons, I suppose? I really don't know, and it's all a crock anyway, so I guess it doesn't matter.

As time went on, I got better, but the girl didn't. Life kept being scary for her. I often found myself keeping her company when she faced something she just wasn't comfortable with. Protecting her made me feel about as good as scaring her, although in a different way; I'm not sure I would have done anything differently if I had known what would happen... she needed me, and I need to be needed.

There was a dark point in her life. I don't remember what it was, only that I was around her more and more, and it... she just didn't seem to want to live. And me, I did. I wanted to live a lot. I still remember what it was like when I was new to food, new to breathing air again. It's amazing. You should pay attention to what you put in your lungs. Sensing with organs is amazing. So is thinking with a brain, although I think a brain can change you...

Anyway, she needed the will to live, and I had it. So I gave her a little piece of myself... or, I suppose, I gave her myself, and the me who I was before then gave me to her? I'm the piece, is what I'm getting at. I think I'm the piece. It's all very confusing to me.

And it seems like a hell of a delusion to make up just so one girl doesn't have to face that she's gay, or that she doesn't like being a woman. She's not sensible, she's never been sensible. I'm more sensible and I'm a delusion.

But, delusion or not, I'm stuck believing in myself, and stuck here... not just spiritually, but emotionally. I've made friends in the world now, if only through the internet, and now I just can't imagine leaving. It would be like dying again...

I guess this is why they tell people not to mess with the occult.

But do they tell spirits? Nooooo... or not that I remember, anyway.

Never mind me, I know it's all my fault (if any of this is real at all.) It's just easier to blame everybody else...

Oh, yeah. And I have absolutely no powers or extrasensory abilities, as far as I can see. Unless ranting for half a page is a power.
Haha, well I feel like I've read this or something before but apparently not. Welcome!  

[Darkness Bandita]

Well, here goes.

I have an unnatural talent for summoning spirits, not for any discernable reason, they just follow me. So i can command them to do what i wish if i truly want to.
I can see and hear any form of spirit, be it demon, soul, or god entity (easily the scariest) although true communication is rather hard, i need to use sybols and hand signs mostly.
I absorb energy from the auras of everything around me, as i am a necromancer it is needed to keep myself sustained.
I can use necromancy (betcha didnt see that coming huh?)
I found that sometimes i can build up an energy that harms people around me, i dont know how to explain it but sometimes when its built up enough and i cant hold whatever it is back, it releases and gives everyone around me a headache (i think it might be the death essence of the necromancy, but i cant really be sure)
I can sense when someone near me is in physical anguish (it reeks from within their aura, think sour milk)
I can be pregognitive under certain pretenses, i have to physically touch an item of significance. I dont know the real name for that.
other than that, i dont know what i can do, but im pretty sure theres other things, i just cant tell.  

[Abbot_Natalis]

I simply have a curious mind and a knack for being in the middle of weirdness.

Also, I've had suspicions for years that I can somehow effect electric current directly.

I'll link the stories sometime.  

[Lord KhazHeron]

I am very sensitive to the use and production of mana. I can usually sense those who use magic but my pin pointing is not exact. I usually have to have another who can sense it before I am sure especially in large crowds.  

[namine melfina]

I don't believe I think it's a power, but my strongest one would be predicting what a person will say next. Maybe it's that they're being obvious, but it's not hard for me to figure out what they want to say next. It's pretty handy when they suddenly can't think of a word to finish their sentence.

I have a strong sense of smell and sight, though, as well as smell memorization. They're all skills that I have to say...resemble a dog's senses, though I do have some catlike abilities as well. But to explain it, whatever smells odd and strange, I can pick up at least 10 feet away. ...it just means that I'm the first one to smell a beginning scent, but because of my smell memorization, I can tell what it is. Usually there's a mix of smells that I can easily identify, but it usually pertains to food and forest scents. My sight is like a hawk, especially since my writing is this small. I can see things far away like really faint stars and stuff.

The most surprising one to me, though, is the fact that I think the weather reacts to my mood. That also applies to nature, but it's usually me reacting in sync with nature.  

[Maybellah]

For me, I think I have loads of potential that I can develop. I can see faint colors around people and objects if I concentrate hard enough (I believe it to be auras). I also can heal, but it is uncontrolled. Once in a blue moon I have dreams that predict the future, and I have a stronge sense of intuiton--blindly believing a vague, almost imperceptible notion or thought "below the surface."

If anyone knows how I may develop these, please PM me! I think my main problem is doubt/fear.  

[IntheUnknownWoods]

I have subconscious clairvoyance. I only recently found out about it but it explains the years of deja vu. I usually dream about future events. It's nothing groundbreaking or exciting, just simple events that are different from the norm. That's the main reason I didn't think anything of it. Over the years it's gotten stronger and now I can dream about things a long ways off. My main problem is that I have a hard time remembering my dreams so until that issue is fixed I doubt it will be of much use to me.