The Graupel Goblin

Are you snow? Are you hail? Are you a tiny styrofoam ball rattling off a car windshield? Nobody knows, least of all you, and that lumpy little mystery is your superpower. You skipped the whole elegant-crystal phase and went straight to feral, bouncing, soft-hail chaos. You are the gremlin of the storm, and you would not have it any other way.