On the second day of Hogswatch, your Seanan gave away...

My super name is Distracta Girl, and my super Power is "oh look! Potato chips!" I'm super strong in "Starting All the Things!", and really bad at finishing anything. I'm also GREAT at distracting others at crucial times!

Oh, well.... I've always wanted to be able to teleport. Or Jaunt if you're being all "Stars My Destination" which is awesome too. And hey! Once you've got teleporting down, time travel is the next step.

In real life, my superpower is my annoying ability to KNOW who the killer is when I haven't seen/read that story before. This applies to both books and TV shows. The drawbacks? I usually end up slogging through half the story just to prove that I know who the killer is. Sadly, I haven't been wrong yet. This doesn't work when I think know or guess. Only when I know. And I can never point to something and say "There. That shoe/rock/photo. That's why person X is the killer."

My superpower is enabling and just generally talking people into things they want to do but aren't for some reason. Superstrong when it comes to creative things! Which only really helps me in a fight if I can somehow talk the other person into going off and writing an epic poem or something.

My strength is keeping the morale up of people around me, generally endearing the people I convince to do things to me so that I have plenty of friends around to help, and always having something awesome and new to read. My biggest weakness is a marked lack of being able to talk people out of things instead.

I am a PR Ninja. I'm able to show the World all the things you have done/can do/ + accomplishments you've achieved. Weakness: If there is not enough information, then my PR-ness will be inaccurate and others will receive the wrong info...... VERY bad.....

USA

My superpower is enabling those around me to win contests.

I'm a U.S. resident.

I have a couple of real-life superpowers. The first is useless in any kind of combat I can think of: My plate will contain the one bone that got left in the fish, or the one bean that didn't get strung properly, or the one bay leaf from a pot full of sauce. It's already a weakness, but I guess it'd be a strength if my team knew someone had snuck a single poison capsule into the diplomats' feast or something. (Still not much fun for me, but we'd save the diplomats.)

The other might come in handy for infiltration, but still not in an actual fight: I fly under the radar in tabletop board and card games. I don't always win, by any stretch, but I'm usually quietly doing better than anyone realizes (sometimes including me!) while they all interfere with one another and leave me alone, which can often turn into a surprise win when the victory points get tallied. It's even happened when another player specifically said he was keeping an eye on me. (7 Wonders: "I'm watching you, Science Girl," says the player on my left ... and then keeps feeding me science cards.) Weaknesses: not useful in the field; I'm a mere mortal and not in shape or anything, so a villain who took offense could pound me afterwards. So, not much good on a super-team, but James Bond might want to look me up. He'd have to teach me most normal games like baccarat, but I could save his tail at a convention where games like Settlers of Catan were involved. :)

1. Comment!
2. Domestic
3. I can control people through my cooking/baking. No other clam chowder but mine shall suffice. Promises of firstborns for a single cookie are not uncommon. And my services are available... for a price.

Velveteen vs. The Multiverse!!! Woo! I'd love it! In the US but would happily pay postage.

In Vel's universe, my code-name would be Cognate.

This carries with it the ability to change things into other things -- so long as the things in question are called by the same word (or at least some form of it).

Not surprisingly, this works best when the word-relationship is either exact or a true homophone. Thus, turning a roll of aluminum foil into a fencing foil (or vice versa) can be done reliably, or a garden hose can be easily converted to a pair of garden hoes (or a pair of silk stockings, aka "hose"), and changing a horde of fire ants into a hoard of paperclips is reasonably likely to work. Results in cases involving compound constructions have been inconsistent; an attempt to change a sailboat into a gravy boat failed utterly, but turning chocolate chips into potato chips (and vice versa) has usually worked.

Evidence is unclear as to whether the power involves matter-manipulation, translocation/substitution, or some combination of both. Some successful episodes strongly argue for a substitutionary element, as for instance turning a stag beetle into a Volkswagen Beetle, a ladies' wig (i.e. "hair") into a live hare, or a large uncut diamond into a baseball diamond (don't ask). There is some evidence that the force behind the transformations is sensitive to comic effect -- an effort to fend off an incoming ocean wave once resulted in the appearance of a WAVE officer attached to a nearby naval base. (On the list of things to try someday: turning a Sherman tank into a scuba tank, turning a brass bracelet (i.e. "band") into a brass marching band.)

My superpower is that I'm SpeedReader Girl!

Strengths- able to read (and re-read) lots and lots of books.

Weakness- buying all those books gets expensive, so a free one would be appreciated.

International, and yes, willing to pay postage (this is always the case of course, I just worry because sometimes I forget to say so explicitly)

I'd be called Egress.

The ability to open Doors and have them come out the other side of Other Doors.

So when you boil it all down, all doors are essentially the same, they exist as an idea of a portal, the concept of a transition, to move from one place to another. They are not just a physical construct. As such, there's no real metaphysical difference between this door here, and the door in a Tibetan 3rd year Classroom.

The downsides of which is that the less Doorish it is, the less it has been used and imprinted as a door, the harder it is to access. So the main entrance to a shopping mall, that opens and closes thousands of times a day, that thousands of people see and know as a door, is easy to use (but also much more conspicuous) while a brand new door in a freshly made government research lab, or a basement door in an abandoned shack in the middle of the mountain range is much harder to get to and from, because they do not really know or have forgotten that they are a door respectively. Windows can be doors, but they usually don't know it so well. Archways can be doors too, if that's what people think of them as, but generally a solid wooden frame with a handle is the easiest type of door to use

Also, there are a lot of doors, more every day, and its harder and harder to keep track of which ones most easily lead to where (some doors are much more closely linked than others, and the harder the door I'm trying to open is, the more likely I will need to open it from more specific other doors)

As to combat applications of that power, well, aside from the ability to flee quite rapidly, if required to fight, well there are plenty of doors to dangerous things. They are usually not so often opened (but the people that maintain them are very aware of their door-status) but if need be, there's always the option of opening a door that on the other side is, say, the outer hatch of the international space station, or the airlock of a nuclear containment pool....
or, of course, the oval office. Adversaries may find themselves quite distracted if they chase me through a McDonalds Bathroom, and find themselves surrounded by confused and heavily armed secret service agents.

Thank you for the giveaway!

Well, I would love to have the ability of telekinesis coz I think it would prove really useful. Imagine being able to hurl things twice or thrice your weight over a great distance! That would be the strengths I guess. Weakness would have to be...being only able to move objects that are within my eye contact. Meaning that if my eye is not them, I'm not able to move it.

Btw, I am International and am willing to pay for postage.

I am international, and happy to pay postage.

My superpower is the ability to send anyone to sleep for a length of time of my determination, complete with pleasant dreams. This disarms my enemy, and reuvenates them so they're more likely to play nicely next time.

My superpower is forgetting nouns, especially people's names.
You may think this is a crappy power, but it's contagious.

When I call an evil-doer 'hey you' he forgets his own name, forgets the names of his henchmen, forgets the name of his super-weapon,

Then the evil doer and henchmen get into a fight, and I win by default.

The downside of this power is glaringly obvious.

Hi! I'm in Pittsburgh. My power is universal linguistics...I can understand any form of written, spoken, or body-language communication after a few minutes of exposure to it, and reply in kind. It gives me headaches the longer I go.

My superpower is empathic weather control. As a member of the Junior Super Patriots Southeast Division, they called me Tempest until I forgot my birth name. Marketing kept me out of most direct combat situations; after all, weather systems could form and take shape miles away from the action; as a short, chubby girl who looks terrible in spandex, they wanted me out of the public eye as much as possible. My powers work by projecting my base emotions into reality through meteorological phenomena: when frightened, I create thunderstorms to protect myself and my friends, when angry I freeze the world with snow and ice, when I'm sad it rains steadily for hours. If I want to be hidden, I summon fog. It takes a great deal out of me, physically and emotionally; after strong feelings and severe weather, I need to sleep for hours to recover.
That's how Marketing lost track of me. It's easy, if you are a seemingly weak girl who never disobeys, whose mind seems to always be just a little foggy, to tongue the pills and mimic what they want. After all, you would never do something so foolish as break away from the mold. The strength of will it takes to manage a tornado from a distance so that no innocent bystanders are harmed is immense; fog is fickle and burns off in the sun--holding it in one place against wind and sun takes a strength no one pays attention to until it's too late. Snowstorms in the height of summer can only mean trouble. Before my eighteenth birthday, I executed my plan to escape--a supervillain attacked, and I completely exhausted myself, and slept like the dead for three days…during which time the JSPSE buried me. The flooding that night was thought to be completely unrelated; the fact that the cemetery was the worst affected was a tragic and macabre coincidence. The fact that no one thought to check my coffin was a mistake. I made my way out of the wreckage and travelled for seven years under the radar until I reached Austin: a city that averages 300 days of sunshine a year; I've been happier here than I have been for the entirety of my life up until I moved into my apartment.

I am in the US.

My super power is that whenever I say "shave and a haircut," the person/s of my choosing must say "two bits." This momentary distraction is sometimes all that is needed to distract the villain. The weakness in this power is that the person is only distracted for a few seconds.

My superpower is the ability to temporarily enhance the powers of other superheroes via manual contact. This, initially, relegated me to support status-- I was the one at the back of the team photo, who gave the important and/or marketable heroes a high-five apiece before we set out into battle. What, you thought that a superhero like Superman, who started out as just a strong guy who could jump an eighth of a mile at a time became what he is today by accident?

My life got a lot more interesting when it turned out that my power worked both ways. I could make my teammates stronger, or faster, or whatever-er... but when the chips were down, in a superpowered slugfest I probably shouldn't have been in in the first place, I found out that I could also de-hance a superpowered enemy. And believe you me, when a villain who's spent most of his/her career depending on their ability to breathe fire, or turn speeding bullets into marshmallow, or something, suddenly has to depend on their wits and fists, they generally realize the error of their ways pretty darn quickly.

(Canadian, will pay postage.)

My superpower is that I am capable of silence and/or grace unless I am trying to be either of those two things. If I trip on the top step of a flight of stairs on my own pantleg in 4-inch heels? I can manage to arrest my fall, not spill a drop of my opened drink, and catch my glasses as they fly off my face. If I'm trying to be silent? Every step will make noise, there will be something in my way that I will step on/run into, etc.. Sadly not terribly useful, but vastly entertaining to all those around....

I am he who knows what you want, and can get it for you, always, if you pay the right price. I am the forgotten toy that enriched your childhood, still in the attic, miraculously unsullied by cobweb or dust, and still thinking of you. I am the shadow that knows what secrets lurk in the hearts of Man. I am the sudden craving that blots out the need for self-importance, for love, for security, even for survival itself. I am the real boy hidden within puppets, and the long dark night of Londo Molari. I can change tears into laughter, and the other way around. Those who die unfulfilled have my name on their lips, and those who die fulfilled see my face clearly for the first time, and say, in wonder, "It was YOU all along!"

You want me on your side.

I am allergy girl! I can make enemies have horrible allergic reactions to everything from their clothes to shampoo, hand soap, and sunscreen! Horrible rashes and swelling ensue! If I'm really ticked off, I can make them sneeze and wheeze with dog dander, mold spores, and weed dust. Unfortunately, my weakness is mild symptoms of allergies I inflict on others for a few days. It's not so bad if it's just one or two things, but a big bad or a gang can compound pretty quickly, and antihistimines waken my powers so I won't take anything. Luckily I'm so used to the misery that I can take much more than my enemies usually can. A little rash from clothes detergent and a fight is usually called off due to massive itching.

My superpower is to read very, very fast. Novel in less than an hour, YA in about half an hour, college textbook in an evening, fast.

It's strength is knowledge. Seriously, I have forgotten so many random facts in order to cram more random facts in.

It's weakness is well... it's not a combat power. You have to work to make it useful. And it makes for a very, very expensive (either in money spent on books or in time spent in libraries or, right now, on both) reading habit.

Hmmmm.... you've probably heard of the Man Of Steel, and Iron Man, and various other Hero names denoting great hardness and/or strength. In the Velmaverse, that would not be me. Most likely I would be Styrofoam Man. I found out that packing peanuts seem to reproduce when present in sufficient numbers (you are unlike to take 2 random peanuts and find yourself with a third, but if you have 2 entire BOXES of packing peanuts out in the garage, the next time you visit the garage you may find yourself with an entirely NEW box filled with packing peanuts that you'd swear wasn't there before). When the PP realized that I had discovered their secret, they tried to drown me in a flood of PP - but I survived (perhaps bitten by a radioactive packing peanut), and found I had gained the ability to summon/create styrofoam products in almost limitless amounts.

Naturally, this is most useful if someone needs a floatation device, an ice chest, or needs oddly-shaped corner pieces to safely mail items in boxes. It can also be useful if things need to be hidden under huge piles of Packing Peanuts. If someone is already in a box or room I might be able to contain them (at least for a time) by filling the box with solid pieces (the expanding foam version). But unfortunately, many villians would be outside when first encountered. That is why I seek out my natural crimefighting partner, Static Cling Girl.....

Weaknesses? Styrofoam is INHERENTLY weak. But if the villians are driving a getaway car, to have the entire inside filled with styrofoam could make them blind, and even unable to move their limbs for a time. Or perhaps the air intake for the engine suddenly is clogged and the engine dies. If they are strong enough to break through the styrofoam (perhaps smashing open their car doors or windows), they will leave a trail of bits of styrofoam wherever they travel (it's almost impossible to get rid of it all).

My superpower is being detail oriented, especially though not exclusively in things having to do with language. For example, I'm very good at noticing things like missing commas, misspellings, and misuses (e.g., "i.e." for "e.g."). My weakness is getting nitpicky at inappropriate times.

Oh, and also not being very good with time: for example, not remembering before starting this comment that the deadline was almost three hours ago.