Promicin Info Forum user drwcomics has become unbreakable thanks to his "instant adaptation" ability.
Before the promicin ban, I injected myself with the shot. I figured I had nothing to loose. My mom's a drunk, my dad wishes that I'd never been born, and my little brother had gotten ahold of promicin before I did, and was going to inject, eventually. I knew the 50/50 chances, and I figured either way something good could come out of it. I die, and maybe my death shocks my family into putting themselves on the right path; I live and maybe I still manage to scare them enough to re-think their lives.
I didn't die. Nothing has changed with my family, if anything they've gotten more self destructive. But it's not all bad. The one consequence of me injecting myself with promicin that I hadn't given any thought to had happened: I've developed an ability.
The only thing that I can think of calling it is "instant adaptation". I accidentally cut myself with a knife while cutting an apple, and my skin adapted to become 'unbreakable' before the blade even broke the skin. I went for a swim, and then found that I had adapted to be able to breath underwater (no gills though...still not quite sure how that works). I watched the Spanish channel for a few seconds and I instantly learned spanish. I flipped through old math notes, and now Calculus is as easy for me as addition. And that was all just in the first day that I discovered my ability. It's been weeks since that day and all of those 'adaptations' are still there. I'm still fluent in Spanish, still can breath underwater, still a math wiz, and I'm definitely still Unbreakable. The next day I had a buddy of mine shoot me with his hunting rifle, and low and behold, the bullet bounced off of my chest (left a nasty bruise after the first shot he took though).
Not only do I have an ability, but a pretty powerful one at that. Since that first day some interesting things have happened:
I had that same buddy who shot me, drive at me at full speed in his car to see if I could 'adapt' to outrun the car. I did. He was going 50 miles an hour, I was going faster.
I went outside when it was pitch black, and now I can see in the dark.
I went to work out at the gym to work out, and my muscles went into overdrive: Now I'm strong enough to lift a car over my head...
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