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RPC Name: Luke Arsene
Power Category Distribution: Blaster (4)/ Mover (2)
Trigger Event: Family of four happily owned a custom musi store that worked with making Neon and LED signs, having subwoofers, lasers flashing everywhere, blasting music, most notably having "Lupe Fiasco - I'm Beamin" playing in the background. Nothing weird or strange at all. One peaceful night right before the shop was closing down a hooded man approached the counter and asked for the money, the father started giving the money and reaching for an extra safe under the counter the robber takes a gun out and shoots the father of the family. The two kids prettified at the situation couldn't move at until the man pointed the gun at the younger brother and told him to start handing the money to him once more. Some minutes later you could hear sirens outside of the shop. Still feeling agitated the man shot the young brother down too and then took the other teenager by the wrist and started using him as a body shield to exit the shop, luckily the now murderer had not noticed that the was a back exit to the shop.

Now with the two of them standing in front of the shop suddenly in a hostage situation. The hooded figure shouting demands into the police who were trying to calm the man down, the countless lasers blinding him and the robber, truthfully they were not helping at all. Gun aimed at the kids head. Truthfully the police were only buying time for a sniper to set up and take the shot and finish this once and for all. One could even say that the boy in his arms was broken, never moving, not even saying a single word, a broken teenager in a broken world. In the back of his mind all he could see were the bodies of his now dead family members in a empty and dark room where the only lights were the colorful lasers moving and bouncing around the darkness and the neon signs lighting up the bodies and his own body. The words "I'm beaming" echoing inside his mind over and over again. Nothing else and nothing more. Suddenly being brought back to the world by the sound and nuzzle flash of gun, far off in the distance but loud and bright to be seen by the broken teen. "Zzzooom" was the sound he heard as a bullet flew past him and his captor, hitting one of the neon signs behind them. As fast as the flash of the neon sign exploding in bits, came another loud noise. Another shot zooming past him hitting the robber in the head. As the now dead man collapsed so did the teenager, last thing he saw once again were his dead father and sibling and then nothing.

The next day waking up in a white room with the sounds of a hospital, he had fallen to mental exhaustion, his mother laying there holding his hand as he slept. All the kid could now was watch the white ceiling quietly The words "I'm beaming" Still playing inside his mind.