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Hey so I don't think anyone has done an X-Men RP so I'm starting one. Ok, I'm going my the course of the movies only. But Rogue still has her powers. So like none of the comic books or tv shows or anything just the movies. If that's ok with eveyone. Oh and no Weapon X powers.
Name: Casey Jackson
Codename: Crimson
Powers: can create force fields, and can disintegrate anything through touch or through red beams.
Gender: girl
Age: 16
Description: average height, brown hair with red streaks in it, blue eyes that turn red when she uses her powers. She's amazingly fit for a 16 year old
History: She grew up in San Francisco with a dad that hated her after her mom died. Her powers manifested when she was 12. She destroyed her middle school and nearly killed her teachers. She ran and that's when the Professor found her. She's been living at the institute for 4 years. She's learned to control her powers and is now one of the most powerful mutants at the institute.
submitted by ~Sam~
(October 15, 2011 - 2:19 pm)
(October 15, 2011 - 2:19 pm)
Ya the last thing the government wants is to be working for mutants. And ya the X-Men work for professor X. And ya if you'ye at the institute you can go on missions.
Casey-
I studied the girl. "So who are you?" I asked. "Boadicea." "Casey. You can put your stuff down over there." I pointed to the other side of the room. With the other bed. "So what can you do?" I asked. "What can you do?" she challenged. I pointed at a glass in our room a red beam shot out of my hand and desingtagrated the glass. "Wow." She stared. "Ya, works if I touch it too. So now you gonna tell me what you can do?" I asked. "I can make things disappear and make invisible barriers," she said "Cool." She demonstrated by making my bed invisible. "Ok, that's great," I muttered. "Is that the new girl?" I looked at the doorway to see Madi. "Ya, Boadicea she can make things invisible and create invisible barriers." She nodded. "Madi can control fog and steam." You could taste the awkwardness; this girl obviously didn't want to be here. "So what do you guys do here for fun?" she asked. Now I smiled. "Come on we'll show you." We walked outside. "Here we are." Everyone was outside today. Mutant baseball, and mutant basketball, and all other kinds of sports with mutants were all over the place. "Great, so how do you do anything without getting killed?" she asked. "That's the fun part." I grinned running to join a game of mutant dodgeball.
Sorry it's not really creative, my brain doesn't wanna work today.
(November 11, 2011 - 1:57 pm)
Boadicea-
A quick description of mutant dodgeball.
Casey almost kills a guy with red beams. The guy gets mad and makes a block of ice hit her in the face. Instead of expected, the ice melts at the touch of Casey’s skin. Another girl encases an opposing player in a ring of fire. The guy becomes a rabbit and hops over the flames. Madi joins in and creates a fog so that the others can’t see. She starts throwing balls at the other players. A wind picks up and blows the fog away, which includes Madi who was concentrating too hard on the foggy mass.
Casey’s team is one short and she motions for me to join them.
“I don’t-“
“Oh, come on. It’ll be fun.” She melts a ball with her laser eyeballs.
Fun? But I don’t want to stand on the sidelines like a prissy girl.
I join in and notice that high-heels aren’t good for dodgeball. I throw them off the court.
I stay in the back, trying to keep out of the way, but the guy who turns into bunnies decides it would be good to pick on the new girl.
He throws the ball. The throw is strong, very strong. It’s in front of me.
I sidestep and an invisible wall appears hitting the ball back into the guy’s stomach.
“Good one!” Casey seems like the captain of athletics.
So the game goes on.
Sidestep. Barrier. Turn invisible. Surprise moves and dodges.
I’ve totally forgotten where I am until--
“Boadicea, may I talk to you?” Wham. The ball hits me square in the face.
I hear chortles from the other team.
“Sure,” I answer, wincing.
A tall man with tan skin is standing at the door to the building.
He sticks out his hand for me to shake mine. “I’m Charles Xavier.”
“Am I supposed to know who you are?” He smiles.
“Technically, yes, but that’s okay.” He motions for me to follow him into the building.
“I thought you might want to talk to your parents…” He leads me towards a large door.
“They’re not my parents.”
“Okay, then, Irene and Carson Meyer.”
“How do you know their names?”
“Here’s the phone.” He exits, the office in which we’re standing. It’s large with a window looking into a garden and a thick wood desk. A leather couch is opposite from a large bookshelf covering on wall.
I dial our phone number.
“Hello?”
“Irene?”
“Hello, dear! I’m so sorry, Ele.”
“Where am I?”
“The Institute for Gifted Youngsters.”
“Irene, did you know about this?”
There’s an awkward pause. “Ele, listen to me, it’s best that you’re there now and that you didn’t go there when you were little.”
“You did know!”
“They were the ones who asked me if I would take you in. Of course, I said yes. It’s the best thing I ever did.”
“Irene…You could’ve told me that I was meant to be this way.” What I mean is the whole invisible stuff.
“I could’ve, but I didn’t.”
“Why?”
“I felt it was best for you.” Silence.
“Can you-“
“Send you all your clothes, and make sure I don’t forget anything. I already did. They should be in your room already.”
“You didn’t forget the boots under the bed?”
“No, I didn’t.” She laughs. “I’ll miss you a lot, Ele.”
This seems like a final good-bye.
(November 14, 2011 - 11:58 am)
OK so I like totally forgot the like most important part. Charles Xavier is in a wheel chair! A toally high tech looking like one. Oh my gosh that's like the most important part I'm sorry I totally forgot.
Casey-
I threw a dodge ball at the ice cube Bobby Drake. He blocked it with a wall of ice, but as soon as he got over himself he found a red dodge ball hitting his face. I laughed hysterically. Barely able to hold myself up, then a red dodge ball hit me in the gut. "HEY!" He shrugged and chucked two more. One missed me by a mile, the other disintegrated at my touch. "HEY! JACKSON! NO MORE DISINTEGRATING THE BALLS!" Wolverine shouted. I turned. "But Logan! Everyone else can use their powers!" I shouted. "Then create a force field!" he shouted. Three more dodge balls hit me. I'd forgoten about the game while arguing with Wolverine. I chucked one so hard that it broke through his ice. "Whoa girl, calm down, not like I froze your hair." That was the last straw. I shot red rays at him. Logan yelled at us, but I wasn't about to skip the chance to kick his icy behind. He went completely ice, and I put a force field around myself. "Hey! You two stop!" Logan yelled. I kept running after him, dodging icy grass and letting the force field protect me from the rest of it. "STOP!" someone, a girl, screamed. I ran head first into an invisible barrier. By the sounds he was making I'm sure Bobby had too. I knew immediately who it was. Boadicea. I put a hand on my head. "Ow, my head," I moaned. Bobby make a sound that sounded something like 'stupid wall.' "Thank you Boadicea. The two of them will never stop fighting!" Ah paraniod Logan, when would he ever change. "He started it!" I quickly defended myself. "No she did!" he shot back. "Oh for the love of! Would you two SHUT UP!!" he shouted. Just as angrily as the way he talked to everyone else. I stood up and suddenly Boadicea and Madi were there. "Nice," Madi smirked. "He deserved it," I muttered. "So Boadicea, what did the good old Professor Xavier want?" I asked. "Just a call from, uh, Irene." She didn't look like she wanted to talk. Not yet anyway, so I didn't pry. "Jackson, the Professor wants to talk to you and Drake." I grimaced. Madi snickered, and Boadicea just looked like she didn't know what to say. Of course she'd only been here a few hours. It takes some getting used to. "Whatever." We walked behind Logan to the profesor's office. "Ah, Casey, Bobby come sit." We sat. "I know the two of you have been having problems, but-" Bobby cut him off. "They're not problems professor, we just like to use our powers on each other." It came out awkwardly, like he wasn't sure how to say it. "Right, okay. I never discourage you from having fun with your powers, but they're starting to endanger other students. Casey, your disintegration beams have almost killed students multiple times. And Bobby, don't forget what happened to Kitty Pryde last year when you and Casey were using your powers to make that project for art. It took Magma hours to thaw her out." Ya, and a month for his hair to grow back, I thought privately. "Okay, so we don't use powers near anyone else, or anything worth something, got it?" he said almost too quickly. "All right, but Logan will be watching you." Great first being made to share a room when she'd asked to room alone and now Logan was going to be watching her 24-7. How could this get any worse?
Yes Magma, Kitty, and Bobby are all X-men characters. Logan is Wolverine.
(November 15, 2011 - 8:47 pm)
Boadicea-
I amsurprisingly hungry by the time dinner is ready. It’s the first time I’ve eatensince I got to the Academy.
Madiand Casey let me join them at a table where we eat bow-tie noodles with acheese sauce and salad. It’s warm and homey; it almost reminds me of Irene’scooking.
“So,did you get in real big trouble?” Madi grins at Casey who is shoving a largegreen salad leaf into her mouth.
“Nah.He just said I shouldn’t kill anyone, and I should leave Bobby alone. Likewisefor Bobby.” Casey’s blue eyes seem to have turned a shade darker but it couldjust be the changing evening light.
“Bobby’ssuch a jerk,” Madi mutters, blowing a strand of black hair off her forhead.
“Who’sBobby?” Both girls look at me like I’ve come from another planet. Mars maybe.
“Justthe biggest ice-throwing jerk in the history of X-Men.” Casey rolls her eyes.
“Areyou talking about moi?” As he says this a giant ball of ice hits Casey squarein the back of the head and she’s knocked from her seat in a daze.
“Didn’tyou mother tell you that it’s not nice to talk about people behind theirbacks?” He snorts at Casey who’s hoisting herself up off the hard floor.
“YOU-“What Casey yells next isn’t audible because she’s let out a roar that wouldmake a lion run for Mama. Her eyes have become red and her fingers, which aredirected at Bobby’s chest, are sparking.
Madi grabs Casey at the back of the neckbefore she can hit the boy with a red jet.
“Youdon’t want to get in trouble with the professor , do you?” Casey doesn’t shifther gaze from his face.
“Case-“
Caseypushes Madi’s arms off of her and storms out of the cafeteria. Madi follows.
I standthere for a moment in utter shock. You couldn’t even eat in peace at thisplace.
“New?”I whirl around and face Bobby who’s sort of cute.
No, Boadicea, you’re not going to get intothat again. Especially not with a freak like that.
“Why doyou care,” I cross my arms across my chest.
“Ashort intro. I’m Bo-“
“I knowwho you are.”
“Oh.Word’s gotten around ‘bout how awesome I am, huh?” He grins boyishly.
“No, more about what a jerk you are.” Ispin around and walk out the door.
*
“-roomwith a walking diva, and now this.”
I pushthe door open sightly, and sidle in. Madi’s on the couch and Casey’s looking atthe ceiling from where she’s positioned on her bed.
Theyboth look up, obviously upset by the disturbance.
I don’tsay anything. I can almost feel their eyes staring at me.
Walking diva? What’s wrong with her?
I pushoff my shoes and carefully place them under the bed. Then I notice the twolarge suitcases near me. I swallow a squeal of delight and run over to thecorner where they’ve been set.
Mymake-up. My clothes. My shoes. She even remembered my pajamas under the mattress.
I gointo the bathroom, remove the make-up from my face, and change into my PJs- ablack tank-top and red sweat-pants.
I hate ithere. My room mate loathes me already and that doesn’t sound promising.
(November 18, 2011 - 12:03 pm)
Casey-
"Give her a chance Case, eventually you might even be able to tell her you've got a crush on the ice cube." She smirks and I snap up like someone's just found my name on a KIA list. "What?! I do not!!" I shouted so loud Madi actually winced. "You know you do. This happens to you every time. You fight with a guy so much you start to crush on him, and since I'm your best friend and I know you don't even try to deny it." She smirked. I glared at her, I would never admit she was kinda right. He was really cute and he was just the sort of guy I liked. Bickered with me so much I just had to love it. I blushed bright red. "Hey I don't do that!" I said more playfully. Madi just rolled her eyes. "Ya ya, whatever. Just don't forget to cut her some slack." She gestured to the bathroom. Now it was my turn to role my eyes and say. "Ya ya whatever." She gave me that look that said you better listen to me now or you'll regret it and you know it. "Fine," I grumbled. Here came the walking diva herself, walking out of the bathroom just as Madi left. I lay back on my bed staring at the ceiling. I'd carved plenty into that ceiling. Myself, doodles, and annoyingly enough the king of ice himself, Bobby Drake. I was a really good artist and his face had that perfect cartoon likeness about it. I bent one knee up and left the other lie flat. I used my finger to start drawing his face again. This time with one of my beams firing at it. "So what's new?" I asked akwardly. She didn't respond for a few seconds. "What's with you and Bobby?" I was so taken aback by the question that I accidentally cut his face completely in half. "Whadya mean?" I asked suspiciously. "Like how did you guys start fighting in the first place?" I had to think about that one. How did we start fighting? "Well, um, I guess well, we didn't always used to fight. He used to really like me," I said, blushing at the memory. "Well what happened?" She seemed generally curious. "Well this guy, Jackson, we started going out and Bobby got really jealous and he stopped talking to me and then we started bickering and that was basically how it started." I remembered it as clear as day. I also remembered how I told myself never to bring it up again. "Did you like him back?" she asked. His face was now in four pieces. Where did she get these questions! "Um, ya I guess I did," I muttered getting redder and redder with every second that passed. "Do you still like him?" OK, so that one really hit me. I had no clue how to answer. I guessed the truth worked sometimes. "Ya, I guess I do."
(November 18, 2011 - 6:37 pm)
Boadicea-
“I knewit!”
“Is itthat obvious?” Casey looks upset and embarrassed.
“Onlyto one procent of the population. People like myself, and of course bestfriends. He is cute.”
“Youdon’t have a cr-“
“Ofcourse not. I was just saying… You know that’s how it starts. The boy almostkills the girl, girl almost kills the boy; instant love. It reminds me of Wi-“I feel my cheeks turning a shade of pink, and tears appear in my eyes. I lookat my wrist that has no watch on it at all. “Well, look at the time. Better goto bed. Don’t want to look sleepy on my first day,” I laugh nervously.
“Wha-“
I covermy head with the covers before Casey can ask any more questions.
*
I brushback the loose strands of hair and spray them with another batch of hair-sprayto make them gt out of my forehead.
“Oh mygosh! What’s that smell?” I look over to Casey who has covered her hand withher mouth.
“Hairspray.Don’t tell me you haven’t heard of-“
“Ofcourse, I’ve heard of hairspray. It dries your hair glands out and kills therest of the skin on your head.”
“No,it’s the greatest invention of all time.”
“Microwavepopcorn it the greatest invention of all time.”
Ifinish curling the ends of my high pony-tail, and start putting on my mascara.
“Thatgoo gives you pimples.”
“No,the wrong conceler does. But I’ve fixed all that. I found this specialorganic-“
“Idon’t really care.” She lets out her breath, inhales again and begins brushingher teeth.
“Whattype of shampoo do you use? Your hair’s in rat’s nests.”
“No,it’s not.” She spits out her tooth paste and studies her hair.
“Youneed to use L’Oreal. Whatever your’re using isn’t good-“
Shecuts me off, and starts to leave the bathroom. “Not so fast. It’s your turnnow.”
“Myturn?”
“Oh,yeah. You can’t go out to Bobby looking like that.”
“Whatdo you mean?”
“You wanthim to notice you,” I drag her back into the bathroom. “We’ll need makeup, acurling iron and for goodwill’s sake, you need some new clothes!”
(November 22, 2011 - 11:56 am)
OMG I use L'Oreal! LOL!
Casey-
I stare at her like she's grown an extra head. "OK, obviously that hairspray has gotten to your brain, because I AM NOT DOING THAT." She just grins. "Of course you are you want Bobby to notice you don't you?" I am seriously regreting telling her that. I narrow my eyes. "Great! So, your doing it! Yes!" "Fine." I grumble. "But none of that stuff." I say pointing at the bottle in her hand. She rolls her eyes. "I don't want hard dying hair!" I protest. "All right fine." I sigh. Here we go. "Ok, first take annother shower, but with my shampoo." I start to argue but she cuts me off, "Uh, uh, no arguments!" I groan but take a shower anyway. After my shower's over I sit on a chair facing away from the mirror. She tells me not to look until it's over. So I just sit there in my robe and stare at the door to the bathroom. She brushes my hair like 50 times over. No matter how many times she brushes it she always manages to find new tangles. Finaly she declares my hair thouroughly brushed and insults me for not doing this before. I just roll my eyes and don't complain just like I'd said. She blow dries it and drags out the curling iron. "Oh no, you know that that thing damages and breaks hair." I say. "Just shut up and let me do it." I almost mutter a protest, but I decide not to. My hair is really long so I don't know how she's doing it, but she seams to be managing to get all of it. "How's it going?" I ask bord of the silence. "It's dificult. You've got a lot of hair." I narrow my eyes. "OK, make-up time!" I get queasy. "What?" "No questions, no protests, just go with it." "Ok, but if I throw up on you don't blame me." She rolls her eyes and pulls out a gigantic metal box. "Omigod." She grinnes like she's been waiting for this moment forever. Now I'm annoyed. She pulls out tweasers and starts pulling my eyebrows out. "OW!" I shout. "No protests!" I wimper. "Wow, you can handly any kind of trouble that's deadly but a pair of tweasers brings you down." I start to protest but she yanks one out hard and I shut up. Eventually she starts putting make-up on me. It smells gross. "Ok, I'm done." I start to turn around but she stops me. "Nope, not until we fix your clothes. You can barrow some of mine." She smiles. "Oh boy." I sigh. She shifts through her clothes for 10 minutes before she finaly picks out blue jeggings, a black cami, and a short purple shirt with a huge heart on the front, and some purple caonverse. She reaches for ear rings but I say, "My ears aren't pierced." And she just gives me the clothes and tells me to go change, but not to mess up my hair. I do what she says an annoying sensation telling me not to listen to her because I don't listen to anyone. I don't know why but I am listening. I walk out with the clothes on and she fixes a few things I apparently did 'wrong' and tells me to shut my eyes. She pushes me in front of a mirror. "OK, look." I open my eyes and I'm in shock. "Wow, I look awesome!" She grins. "I know, I'm good aren't I? Bobby's ganna love it." I blush bright red. Just then Madi walks in. She looks around then says, "Hey Boadicea, where's Casey?" I turn around. "I am Casey." She gasps. "Seriously? What did she black mail you with?" She asks. Boadicea looks hurt. "Actualy she agreed on her own." She says proudly. "You didn't give me much of a choice." I mutter. She shoots me a look and I sigh. "But yeah, I did agree." Madi stares at me like I've gone mental. "Seriously?" She starts laughing and get redder. "Oh, you haven't hear the best part, she's doing it to impress Bobby!" Boadicea says. I get redder than I thought humanly possable and Madi just laughs harder, this time Boadicea laughs too. Then they both stop. "Sorry, sorry, sorry, just sorry." Madi says fighting laughter. "Urgh, you guys are so annoying!" I almost laughed myself. But I did look great. "Thanks Boadicea." I say. "By the way you're ganna be late for breakfast if you guys don't hurry." Madi says. "What?! No way! Today's choclate chip pancakes!" Madi rolls her eyes. "You can changer her anyway you want, but her apitite is never going away." I blush, again.
(November 22, 2011 - 7:51 pm)
Sorry I haven't posted at all. I forgot. I know. Lame excuse.
Oh, and what about that girl who dated Bobby with the grey streak in her hair? And the other girl?
Also, I'VE FINISHED ALL THE MOVIES! :D
//Madi/Chai//
The three of us walked into the cafeteria. I stayed in the back.
People began to whisper, stare and point. No doubt because of Casey and Boadicea. I smirked when Bobby's mouth fell open and he dropped his tray.
Time for the special effects.
I closed my eyes for a few seconds. Smoke began to appear, smoke like what I saw on TV, the smoke they used for concerts and fashion shows.
Bobby better say something to Casey; I don't want all this to be for nothing.
(November 26, 2011 - 7:35 pm)
Oh yeah, Rogue and Kitty. I completely forgot about them until you said something. Woops, oh well.
Casey-
I was begining to feel self-conscious. I really hoped my face wasn't toatally red. Smoke began curling around my feet. Boadecia just laughed. A grin spread across my face and I shot a look at Madi. She was grinning. I was going to kill her! Wearing all this gunk on my face was bad enough; she was making it worse. But when I saw Bobby's face I decided maybe it was all worth it. His jaw dropped and so did his tray. I almost laughed. Did I really look that good? "Boadicea if you ever need a favor ask me," I said. She laughed at glanced at Bobby. "You bet. You're going to be doing some serious repayment for this." She was laughing still. I rolled my eyes and headed to the food. I grabbed a tray and grabbed waffles and some fruit. Then I grabbed a glass of orange juice. I was about to sit down when I saw Bobby blocking my way. "Ok, what happened?" I rolled my eyes. "I uh, let Boadicea give me a makeover." Out of the corner of my eyes I saw Boadicea and Madi snickering. I made a mental note to punch them later. As embarrassing as it was, it was kinda worth it. "Right, um, just one question. Why?" Now I needed to lie. "I have absolutly no idea. She didn't really give me much of a choice." He didn't seam convinced. Not my problem. "Ok, yeah, so I'll say I buy it to save your pride. But either way we've got training today." His farmiliar cocky smile was back. Thank goodness for that. "I know, and I'm looking forward to kicking your butt again." He smiled. "And I look forward to kicking your butt again." I rolled my eyes. "So, no more fighting just friendly competition?" I asked curiously. "Course, no other option." I grinned devilishly. "Your mistake." I walked off toward my friends. I didn't look back, but I could just imagine his face. When I sat down Boadicea and Madi started laughing their heads off. "Shut up." "You should have seen his face! Am I good or what?" Boadicea's face was turning red from laughing. I started to laugh too. "Well it'll all be worth it when I kick his sorry butt in training." Madi rolled her eyes. "You two are STILL competeing?!" "Course, just not as agressively," I said, blushing. "Right. Whatever you say." Boadicea glanced up. "He's staring at you," she said. I blushed even redder.
Oh and Olive if you wait until the end of the credits on the last movie then there's annother sceen there.
(November 27, 2011 - 3:30 pm)
Boadicea-
Casey looks good. I almost did doubt myself while putting everything on her, but in the end…
“How are you going to move during training?” Madi asks Casey.
“Training. You can’t go to training, Casey, you’ll get all sweaty.”
“I have to go to training.” Does Casey not care? Because I’ve gone to training with makeup on and afterwards… A disaster.
“You really don’t want to do that… I have to take the makeup off.”
“Why would you do that?”
“You really know nothing, do you? Your makeup will get rubbed around and then it’ll-“
“You make everything so dramatic. Look, I don’t care. Bobby knows what I normally look like, anyway. If something goes wrong-“
“He’s looking at you because the makeup looks good. After training. NO, you can’t go.”
“I am right after I eat breakfast. So are you, but you might want to change your shoes.”
I look down at my feet. Brown wedges with tan fur around the ankles. I can walk in them. “Why?”
“You can’t run in those.”
“Of course, I can. “
“It’s beginning training anyway. You’re learning control. It starts in a classroom.” Madi smiles at me.
“See, and I won’t be changing my outfits for any other training.”
“Were these the only shoes without heels that you own?”
“I have plenty of boots.”
Casey groans.
*
Logan is a giant man with dark brown hair that waves naturally. He is wearing a white shirt, exposing the huge muscles in his forearms. His forehead is creased with frown lines, showing that he rarely smiles. A sadness is always in his blue eyes, which makes me sad when I look at him. The guy has been through a lot, anyone can see that.
“Hello guys.” He attempts a smile.
We’re in a room with metal walls and chairs. About ten of us (not counting Logan) are there.
“-so much better. A sword you can’t even move quick.” A brown-haired boy in front of me hisses. The two in front of me have been fighting since I got there.
“Course he can. Want me to show you! You don’t stand a chance.”
Boy 1 unsheathes something that looks like a sword.
“I could pop your head of with one-“
“CAN YOU SHUT UP!” Logan growls. The boys go quiet.
“You remind me of kindergarten kids,” I mutter.
Boy 2 heard that. “Shut up. You’ve got no idea, girl.”
“Oh, because I’m a girl, I don’t know about weapons, huh?” I don’t actually, but I wasn’t going to let him know that.
“Yep, cause you don’t.”
“You-“
“SHUT UP!” I look at Logan.
“He has something against girls.”
“I don’t care.” Then he turns away.
He clears his throat and starts again.
“Hello, I’m Logan aka Wolverine.” Three metal one-foot claws extend from his left hand and disappear again. “That’s why. You’re all here because you can do something special. This is Step 1 in your training. You have to learn how to control these powers. You can’t let them out when you’re angry or seeking someone to pick on. You have to use them for good. Part 1: Control. Okay, let’s just go around and show what each of you can do WITHOUT maiming or killing anyone.”
Girl 1: makes a lightbulb turn off without touching it.
Boy 1: Brandishes swords.
Boy 2: Brandishes guns.
Boy 3: Turns into a bird.
And soon until it comes to me.
“I can do two things…”
“Go on.”
“I need someone to throw something at the air next to me.”
Boy 2 volunteers. He throws a sword with masterful aim.
Boom! It hits my barrier and crashes to the floor.
“No. 2”
I turn invisible and run over to Logan and hide behind his back.
“Boo.” He doesn’t even jump but he looks impressed.
“Name?”
“Boadicea.”
“Don’t wear the high-heels next time.”
(November 29, 2011 - 12:07 pm)
Casey-
When I walk into training I used my powers to desintagrate the make-up, it was getting itchy anyway. I put my now curly hair up in a pony-tail. I stepped into the danger room. Storm was leading the session today. "Crimson, Ice Man, you fight, then Madi, Madrox, you fight, and" I stopped listening. Me against Bobby--perfect. We were set up in a karate stance. He transformed into ice. I grinned. He shot ice at me but I disintegrated it. I shot a ray at him but an ice wall stopped it. I kicked and he dodged. He punched and I intercepted. I tripped him, nailed his back with my elbow, and when he tried to get up I pinned him to the wall, my hair in front of his face slightly glowing red. "You didn't even give me a challenge." I smirked. He rolled his eyes. "Haven't you ever heard of faking it?" He punched me in the gut and froze my feet in place. I started to disintegrate them but he nailed my back. "Pay back," he muttered. I smiled. Man he was cute. I elbowed him and he backed up. I finished disintegrating the ice and punched him. He doubled over and I pinned him. "Gotcha," I said grinning. He turned back. "This is so not over," he muttered playfully. "Crimson wins." Everyone cheers. I bow for the crowd. Next is Madi and Jamie. Jamie immediately makes multiples of himself but Madi makes so much fog no one can see a thing. We hear a few punches and collapsing bodies, then Madi walks out with an unconcious Jamie by her side. "Madi wins. Bobby leans over. "Wow, Jamie got his butt wipped." I laughed. "For sure, Madi murdered him up there." We stiffle laughter as Jamie limps by helped by Shadowcat. We laugh for a long time. Eventually Madi elbows me, "Enough fraternizing; you're missing the other fights." My cheeks burned red. "Right," I mutter in a small voice.
(December 2, 2011 - 6:17 pm)
TOP! Come on thread don't die on me!!!
(December 6, 2011 - 5:27 pm)