Super Enough
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I'm not your girl finds out she has powers and dons a mask and sparkly spandex to save the day kind of girl. I'm the girl finds out she has powers but is then told her powers are too lame to become a superhero kind of girl (and the worst part it, it's true). My powers are exceedingly boring. I can tell you the power of any super just by looking at their face (and pictures work too). I also have the awesome ability to build immunity to powers, but the kicker is that I have to be exposed to those powers for long periods of time. It's immunity, not shielding, after all. Unfortunately, these do not help me out in the dog-eat-dog super underground society.
So, I did what any exceedingly bored and at the end of a thin rope girl would do: I found a use for my almost unsuper super powers. I created SuperConnect, which is basically Facebook for supers. They talk, they chat, they share secrets about masks, costumes, names, cookie recipes, bad guy take-down tips, what to wear to key to the city ceremonies and basically everything that normal people do on Facebook, just maybe a bit more dangerous. And science fiction.
Of course, this did not come without consequences. Not only have I had to basically erase my entire existence and live in the middle of nowhere to satisfy the powers-that-be of the super world, I have to figure out how to get people to trust a face behind a scene. Oh, and I managed to attract the attention of a very bored, extremely dangerous supervillain named Blood Bane. And I have practically no idea how to stop her from killing me. But it's all good, because at least my unsuper super powers will tell me all the ways I can die when she shows up in her black cloak and skeleton smile.
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