Of5's friend Erin was good with computers and helped him research. He said that he was not taking good enough care of her.Heart_Shaped_Pupil speculated that this friend was the reason he had not moved to the City.
He described a Love Lost from his multi-trigger group as a "pretty nasty customer".
Capricorn described of5 as his "best friend", and of5 agreed that they got along the best of the Chatroom group. Cap offered to travel to visit of5 and help protect him. Of5 claimed to be the person who knew Capricorn best.Ashley also listens to him.
Rain is a Caucasian teenager with dark dirty blonde hair dressed in heavily used clothing, and perpetually healing from different scraps and cuts. He keeps his long hair, per Mama's instructions. He later cut it short when he got the chance.
Erin, under considerable stress, compared him favorably to Nick Cage at the same age.
When operating as a cape he wore a raggedy costume with a metal mask like a robot.
Had a background of living rough and away from civilization acquiring skills not seen in urban circles, and talents. Regardless of this he is socially adept.
Claimed his powers were fairly mediocre; a blaster power that makes people or objects he shoots with it fragile for a brief time, the tinker ability to make low-quality prosthetics, the ability to spread small amounts of guilt and doubt over an area, and a preternatural ability to catch his balance.
In addition to his powers, he and the other members of his group shared dreams.
Rain's primary ability was a blaster power that renders the target fragile. He creates a slightly bent blade of silver light in his hand, which curves in the air when he throws it, like a boomerang. The blades create long silver lines of fragility on the target; if the target is struck, they split along the line. This power is not Manton Limited, but it does hit a target it will effect any covering it has before affecting the flesh.
On one occasion, he suggested that this was the only one of his abilities that got a "boost" sometimes as part of the multitrigger schedule. However, this wasn't entirely true: he received a boost to this power every five days, but did get boosts to the others according to a longer, more complex schedule. On the days when his blaster power was boosted, the blades he could throw were larger, faster and more numerous, and the lines lasted 10-20% longer.
Rain described this ability as allowing him to "catch my balance or secure my footing more easily [...] lets me turn on a dime or keep from falling over." He later elaborated that it effectively let him stop and freeze in position no matter what inertia he is under.
He could use it to step out of a moving train and immediately come to a dead stop on landing, or to stand on a slope without slipping. It has a cool down time and can not be used continuously.
Rain claims that the powers in his group wax and wane according to a complex pattern, although his are never very strong. Specifically, he receives a boost to his primary power every five days, and the day after a random member of the group receives a boost to a random power. For some reason, this random boost never enhances Rain's primary ability.
While searching for the other members of their group trigger Rain used the following keywords, among others: sever, prosthetic, emotion, acrobatics, mover power, emotion-affecting, claws. One member of the multi-trigger group displayed the ability to run on walls, an emotion-affecting roar, and wielded tinker-like metal claws with which they that could tear down doors and other barricades with ease. Another, Snag, displayed advanced prosthetic limbs that doubled as weapons that delivered an intense emotional "charge", and the mover ability to "leap" long distances without moving his limbs. However, Rain noted that Snag's powers would have been muddled-around that day, and his mover power was usually the strongest.
Every night, every member of the group saw the others in their dreams. In the dream visions they were unmasked, and it was possible for Rain to pick up clues about the others' situations and plans.
He was approached online by March, who offered him information on multi-triggers, and provided info and speculation regarding which group-trigger he was a part of and what the other members were up to. He took seriously at least one piece of March's information, that the others of his multi-trigger were working with Tattletale.
With Strange_Mammal's help, he found a news story on one member of his multi-trigger.
On August 22nd, Rain mentioned in the chat that he had "some indications that some people are after me. More than they were the day before yesterday." He forcibly defused a brewing argument between Capricorn and Strange_Mammal.
Heart_Shaped_Pupil discovered that Tattletale was off-world, offering of5 a reprieve from the possibilities her allies would attack him. On August 23rd, he mentioned that "someone put a hit out on me ... Nothing is happening just yet" to the newly-returned Sveta.
Met a new member of the team who turned out that she had met a Member of his multitrigger group.
Showed up too late to take part in the training exercise but was able to corral Ashley when she had an outburst.
Panicked when his groups spying revealed that his trigger group was coming for him and planned Rain's prolonged death. He was convinced by Tristan and Byron to come clean to the rest of the group. Rain did.
During the fight with The Fallen, Rain gets into a skirmish with Snag. Shortly after Snag impales himself on Rains broken tinker arms, Rain uses his power on Snag to create lines inside of Snag's body. Snag moves, thus killing himself and knocking the living cluster members unconscious.
↑Rain is a minor at seventeen years of age - Torch 7.2
↑ 2.02.1“They had your whole childhood to work on you,” Erin said.
“Doesn’t excuse it,” Rain said.
“No. But it explains it,” she said.
“Your whole life?” I asked. My first time speaking in this conversation, maybe. I wasn’t sure – I was in a different mode.
“My parents were early adopters, mostly on the fringe. They got more into it as it grew. Renamed me early enough I don’t remember my original name. Rain O’Fire Frazier.” - Excerpt from Shade 4.7
↑ 3.03.13.23.33.43.5Heart_Shaped_Pupil: R! of5: Hi K. Missed you earlier. Am at library with friend. Researching. Heart_Shaped_Pupil: this is friend you’ve talked about ? of5: She is the friend. She is helping with technical side, searches. Heart_Shaped_Pupil: Hi friend! Thank you for being good to our R! of5: She at another computer now. I got her bored. I wouldn’t join this chat if she was watching. Heart_Shaped_Pupil: aw of5: We stumped atm. Everythink links to outside articles. Dead ends. Most stuff I already know. of5: and I know v. little - Excerpt from Glow-worm P.4
↑17593Q183H17953R9713E714693: You need help. You’ve got a case of Kiss/Kill like I never saw and I don’t think they’re reaching for the chapstick. of5: You’re wrong 17593Q183H17953R9713E714693: About the need for help? of5: It isn’t Kiss/Kill. of5: I’ll take any help I can get. - Excerpt from Glow-worm P.4
↑ 5.05.15.2Curious_Cephalopod: …the problem is we’re so geographically spread out. even if we discount R. of5: I’m aiming to move into the city. There are complications Heart_Shaped_Pupil: your friend of5: a lot of things. - Glow-worm P.6
↑ 7.07.1of5: you know this site. I want search terms to find some people. Articles, anything else. Would need to cover a lot of bases. Normal site search limits # of terms. Heart_Shaped_Pupil: uh. that hard. you want packaged search string Heart_Shaped_Pupil: i can try Questionable_Mammal: you’re looking for others in your set? of5: yes Questionable_Mammal: I can make attempt. gimme time. you might want to fine tune after. Heart_Shaped_Pupil: aw! of5: Thanks. I owe you one. Questionable_Mammal: I got games btw. Will give on next meet. of5: I owe you two - Excerpt from Glow-worm P.4
↑ 8.08.18.28.38.4The second individual seems to be a grab-bag cape. She was a woman with a fanged mask covering her lower face, and a form-fitting dress with a slit up the side of one leg. She displayed a mover power [fourth term] with the ability to run on walls. She produced an emotion-affecting [third term] roar, which broke the ranks of one of the cooperating teams, and had metal claws [second term] which looked to be of tinker make. These claws may have been what enabled her to tear [First term not met, but within allowance] down doors and other barricades with the ease she did. [...] of5: Thank you, c. Questionable_Mammal: I thought that one result looked good Heart_Shaped_Pupil: pretty nasty customer of5: It is. She is. Heart_Shaped_Pupil: are you looking after your friend? of5: not nearly enough - Excerpt from Glow-worm P.4
↑of5: As the person who knows capricorn best, I’m going to step in and say this convo should end. It’s going to end in hurt feelings. - Glow-worm P.6
↑“This was an idiotic game, and I. Don’t. Play. Games.”
“Count down from ten,” Rain said.
Ashley whirled on him. I left the ground, flying closer, stopping when things didn’t escalate further.
“Count down from ten,” Rain said. “That’s what Mrs. Yamada says, isn’t it? When you’re wound up.”
“It’s fine when she says it.”
“It should be fine when any of us say it,” Rain said. “Count.”
Ashley tensed. I could see it in her shoulders and the way the tendons stood out in her hands.
Everyone was silent.
I waited. Ten seconds passed. Then the fifteenth, then the twentieth.
“Feel better?” Sveta ventured.
Ashley turned, staring Sveta down. “No.”
“Count down from a hundred,” Rain said.
“I’m not going to-”
“Count,” Rain said, his voice soft. “Please. You’ve said before, when you get like this, there’s a part of you that’s saying you don’t want to act this way, and you can’t listen to it. So listen to the numbers first, then listen to that part of you.” - Excerpt from Glare 3.3
↑Heart_Shaped_Pupil: we’ll figure out a plan of action later >:) of5: Thanks. And thanks again, c. of5: You’re good kids. - Excerpt from Glow-worm P.4
↑Another person had entered the room. A boy, Caucasian, with shoulder-length brown-blond hair. He had a cut under one eye and another cut on the bridge of his nose. His jeans were ripped at the knee and his shirt was baggy, a size too big for him. The sleeves were long, red where the torso was white, and they had been rolled up to the elbow. His sneakers had seen a lot of abuse, by the looks of it. The white parts were brown and grey in a way that made me suspicious that even a thorough cleaning wouldn’t get them purely white again. He looked sixteen or seventeen.
“But yeah, damn, I don’t look good enough in a dress, so I have to concede. Hey Rain,” Tristan said.
↑Her fingers traced his shoulder-length hair. “I told you to grow your hair long, back then.”
“Yes, mama,” he said.
“Do you remember why? Any boy of mine that does anything to catch my eye, good or bad, I have them do it. [...] The girls know it, but the boys sometimes need to learn it. I’m content to let either be my soldiers, but that requires zeal. Not everyone has it. Not everyone cleaves to their role and position. Everyone has responsibilities, and it takes a soldier to obey. [...] The hair is to remind you that if you won’t be a soldier for the families, we’ll have you be a slut. We’ll get children out of you. If you fail at that, if they’re sickly or disobedient, we’ll geld you like we would any of the farm animals.” - Excerpt from Interlude 4c II
↑Rain sat past the divider, facing down the tribunal. He’d cut his hair. - Excerpt from Torch 7.1
↑Once I started thinking like that, I started thinking about how you looked nice. Kind of 90’s bad boy, with the long hair, ripped jeans and flannel, very Bender in Breakfast Club, except you’re way more attractive than Nick Cage.”
↑“There’s a lot of unusual happening with him lately, I don’t know what conclusions to draw from that,” Tristan said. “He gives himself a hard time because he doesn’t realize that he has a lot of inner strength and a lot of general talents the rest of us don’t have. I think he’s capable enough to come out of this intact, barring the worst case scenarios.” - Excerpt from Shadow 5.6
↑“He’s a guy, a little older than me. Glasses. He’s the person with the tinker power. I haven’t picked up much about him, but he doesn’t interact with people much. Less than Snag or the woman, and Snag is an asshole and the woman is mute, so that should tell you something.”
“There’s an advantage in that,” Tristan said. “If they aren’t socially adroit and you are-”
“I’m not,” Rain said.
“You’re better off than they are and that counts for something,” Tristan said. - Excerpt from Glare 3.4
↑“The powers wax, wane, and shuffle around. I try to keep track. He was loaded to bear on that day, if I’m remembering right. The only power he didn’t have a lot of was mine, and maybe a little bit less of his own.”
“Right,” I said. “Which is yours?”
“Uh. Mine is a blaster power,” Rain said. “It’s pretty mediocre. I shoot things or people and they’re vulnerable to being broken for a short while after. To put it simply.” - Excerpt from Flare 2.6
“Replace it,” his uncle said. Perhaps the eleventh and twelfth words Rain had ever heard the man say to him.
Rain reached up and pulled the fabric away. The plaid shirt. Sliced across the middle. His uncle was fine, because-
Because, Rain realized, closing his eyes, the power only affected one thing at a time. It would hit clothes first, the person second. - Excerpt from Interlude 4b II
↑“My blaster power can get a bump some days. My others, no. They stay at about that power level. The others change it up more, they’ll act on days they’re strong.” - Excerpt from Flare 2.6
↑“I’ve got a tinker power, I make extra arms and hands. They’re not very good. Barely above what I’d be able to make on my own, fragile enough that if you grab something wrong they can break, no strength, ugly. The prosthetic focus is part of why I was introduced to the group, I think. [...] I wasn’t much help, because I’m a really bad tinker,” Rain said. - Flare 2.6
↑ 28.028.1He stepped back, then jogged a few steps, stopping mid-run, as if he’d frozen in time. He hadn’t, though. While suspended at an angle someone else would have tipped over, he twisted around and put a foot out to one side. He moved in another direction, back to his board.
“Any limitations? If I used my full strength and threw you, would you only slow down?”
“No. I’d stop. If I timed it right, I could fall from a plane, hit terminal velocity and then stop myself just before hitting the ground. It’s- it’d be useful then, it’s useful if I want to not fall over or if I want to maneuver a bit. But it’s not that amazing as powers go.”
He wasn’t lying, then. Not about that. There were uses, but it did sound somewhat limited for even a secondary power.
He seemed to read something in my expression, because he had further protests, “It’s really not that amazing. I have to wait between each use of it, and it’s not something I can build a name or identity around. The emotion power has no impact or visual side to it, so it’s out too.” - Excerpt from Shade 4.2
↑He climbed over the railing and jumped, while the train was going well over a hundred miles an hour. Hands out to his side, his bag in one hand, other empty, his feet touched the slope, and he stopped. No momentum, nothing to suggest he’d been on a speeding train a matter of seconds ago. The fact he stood on a slope didn’t seem to matter, as he didn’t slide, slip, or fall. - Glare 3.5
“McVeay, kind of. My aunt and uncle were more into it than my parents, I think. We had irregular visits to or- or by some intense, religious people that everyone listened to. A lot changed as we moved around, sometimes we camped, sometimes it was trailers, but a few things were constant, like religious services, extended family being there, and those intense, scary people. Then I was sent to the Mathers, along with my aunt and uncle. A bunch of the original people I know from childhood were already there- or here. Are still here.” - Excerpt from Pitch 6.7
↑ 35.035.117593Q183H17953R9713E714693: You’re clearly looking for info on multis. of5: Yes of5: I am. 17593Q183H17953R9713E714693: I can provide. [...] 17593Q183H17953R9713E714693: You’re part of the new cluster from the mall. of5: No comment. [...] 17593Q183H17953R9713E714693: The one I talked to said there’s a woman, two boys, and him. I’m going to assume you’re the one I’ve termed the runt. The smallest, easiest target. 17593Q183H17953R9713E714693: The woman is gathering funds to hire mercenaries and come after you. The one I talked to hired an information broker to find you. Her name is Tattletale. She’s good. She has resources. including the mercenaries I just mentioned. She’s also preoccupied for now. 17593Q183H17953R9713E714693: A favor from me to you. 17593Q183H17953R9713E714693: That leaves you & the last one. It sounds like all 3 are coordinating vs. you. - Excerpt
from Glow-worm P.4
↑ 37.037.1Heart_Shaped_Pupil: Tattletale is out of town. They probbaly won’t attack without her around to act. There is a repreive. I got some info on her late last night too Cap: that’s great. hopefully he swings by the library and we can let him know. [...] Cap: good work on the tattletale info. strategy will be so key if R ends up in trouble. you a champ. - Glow-worm P.7
↑Shadow Interlude 5.y: “No,” the boy said.
Snag took a step forward. With his second step, he brought his one intact arm up, and drove it down in a heavy punch. The boy let himself be hit, only bringing his arms up to shield himself.
The impact, dampened as it was, vibrated through Snag’s body. He felt the line at his neck rupture. The blood from his head and neck flowed down and out through the open wound, which extended from shoulderblade to clavicle. With the blood, he felt his thoughts struggle, and he dropped to the ground.- Excerpt from Interlude 5y II