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The Baka-Slash-Chibi13 Nostalgia line continues! |
Are you sure this isn't just because you've run out of new ideas? (Nope. :3 Just mixing in the golden oldies with the new and true.) |
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Posted: Tue Oct 16, 2012 10:26 pm
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Posted: Tue Oct 16, 2012 11:14 pm
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Posted: Wed Oct 17, 2012 10:19 am
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Posted: Wed Oct 17, 2012 10:42 am
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Posted: Wed Oct 17, 2012 3:39 pm
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Masika Yejide ~Tempest
Masika walked through the halls of the high school and to her first class without incident, though, as always, her white hair and exotic looks got her plenty of envious looks and ogling. Her first class was English. British Literature. It was one of her favorite classes, and she was getting an A grade even though she rarely ever vocally participated. She sat toward the back of the room so she wouldn't attract too much attention, but as she was getting her notebook from her backpack, a shadow fell over her desk. "Hey there, Stormy," said a smug voice. Masika looked up with a quiet sigh. It was Jake Harris, one of the most popular guys in the Senior class. Since her first day there, Jake had made fun of Masika's being identical to the deceased X-man Storm. And no matter what Masika tried, she couldn't get him to leave her alone. Her accent just made his teasing worse.
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Posted: Wed Oct 17, 2012 4:43 pm
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Posted: Wed Oct 17, 2012 5:17 pm
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Posted: Thu Oct 18, 2012 10:03 am
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Posted: Thu Oct 18, 2012 12:20 pm
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James 'Logan' Howlette - Wolverine Logan shifted his weight slightly as he went into the small store, intending to asking directions. He ignored the football players moving around as he rested one elbow on the counter, watching a kid with dark brown hair who had his teeth bared at one of the football players before the player suddenly swung at him with a jug of milk that hit the kid hard enough in the face to burst. Logan cocked his head slightly, having noticed a very slight blue flicker of light before the impact, though the kid seemed more irritated than anything as the player swung a punch at the kid that connected hard enough to bring the kid to one knee. As a couple of other players came towards the kid, Logan tensed, feeling a nonexistent breeze an instant before all four players were shoved back as if Juggernaut had punched them in the gut. He heard the kid muttering something under his breath, but couldn't quite make out what he was saying. He saw a name tag that read 'Vincent' on it before the kid spun sharply and darted down a hall. He half turned, as if nothing had happened before he grabbed a cigar, carelessly dropping a ten on the counter though the cigar was only a few bucks as he strode out the door. Kid's definitely a telekinetic, he thought as he turned around the corner of the store, lighting the cigar as he saw the kid gripping the top of one of the concrete wreck-blocker posts in both hands. His eyes widened as he saw the kid's shoulders ripple, as if gaining muscle rapidly as two of the football players charged out of the door after 'Vincent'. To his surprise, Vincent spun and simply backhanded one kid as his body seemed to ripple, growing in size and girth as one player buried a couple of short uppercuts into Vincent's abdomen which he barely noticed. The shirt ripped with a sound like a gunshot, as did the pants, which were left in ragged shorts. Ah damn.... got another Hulk... what the hell? he thought as a second pair of arms, rippling with what he realized was short orange and black fur, burst from his second and third ribs from the top. The kid had grown to a height of nearly eight feet tall and at the moment had four arms that were easily like those of a bodybuilder, though they each only had three thick fingers and were covered with short orange and black fur. The kid, now transformed.... into something else... tilted his head, revealing reddish gold eyes before he exhaled a roar that echoed around the small shop and the surrounding trees before he drove a straight jab into the football player's face. With a loud and audible crunch, Logan heard bone break heavily as the player flew several yards back in a boneless heap. He leaped forward, driving a hard chop to the base of the transformed kid's skull. He heard the kid grunt before his form slowly reverted back to human. "God damn it, kid... we gotta get you outta here," he muttered as he hefted Vincent over his shoulder, then got back onto his bike, carefully settling the unconscious kid on the seat before he climbed on and started the engine. To his surprise, the kid jerked, waking up.
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Posted: Thu Oct 18, 2012 12:28 pm
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Vincent Michaels Vincent jerked as the bike started, waking up. "Damn Wrath... he slipped his chain," he muttered. "How the hell are you even awake, kid?" the gruff growling voice of the guy said in front of him. "No time to answer that... let's just get the hell outta here," he said tightly as he felt the bike accelerate before it jerked slightly, turning sharply and heading towards the nearest major town. He exhaled. Certain forms he took, mainly those of Wrath, Hatred, and Bloodlust, had much denser bone structures than a normal human's, making it harder to render him unconscious. He did, however, know how to manipulate the powers of Determination and Anger without fully allowing them to surface.
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Posted: Sun Oct 21, 2012 5:36 pm
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Untouchable_Sanity Sumina sighed a shook her head. "I posed as your girlfriend, girls would probably hate me considering how many you sleep with every week." She commented and stepped out the front door. "Seeing as we have most of the same classes, you can show me around." She said and rubbed her temples again, better start putting up walls now where it was easy to do so. Polaris had tried to keep them together as much as possible. She had had to pull a few strings to get Sumina in some of Tyler's classes, and made Sumina endure very intensive pre-course classes to get her up to speed to where Tyler's classes were. She still had freshman English and History, but all her other five classes matched up with Tyler's. "Let the torture begin." She muttered and turned to see if Tyler was out the door yet. ((Hope this is okay with you vamp))
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Posted: Tue Oct 23, 2012 9:02 pm
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