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[FunnyGuy]

POWER

When the lives of several young ordinary people are changed by a single event, how will they react? Who will they become? People dream of having having power and what they'd do with it, but they really wouldn't know what they'd do if they actually had it. Would it turn an art student into a false prophet, or perhaps a drug dealer into a comic book superhero?

A small misfit group of University of Miami students randomly stubble upon something one day that grants them powers than they'd only seen in fictional media. The students make fun and good use of their bizarre talents at first, but what will happen once these talents grow strong enough to drastically effect the world around them. Dreams will be shattered and new futures will come to life in their place. It is said that absolute power corrupts absolutely. Do they have the power to let power go?

[chulance]

Moment 4 Life Lupe Fiasco Remix

Floyd Banker was seeing laying on his bed a massive beach party had occurred last night, one that had possibly changed not only his life but Michael and Lyn’s as wells. Three college students who’s destiny could change the very face of earth, and society itself. Events of last night swarmed though his head as his eyes slid open, his vision was blurry, he tried to stand up but stumbled forward. His head was pounding however it was far less painful then he estimated considered the amount he smoked, perhaps smoking and the ecstasy had balanced it.

“The Fuck” He looked over at his bed his girl was not there, Jada was gone. I remembered doing some things with her last night, a grin came across my face. I pushed my sheets aside, sighing saying they were stained would be an under statement. The Party last night had been insane, I started to remember I was with my room mate Mike, and one of my best friends Lyn when we’d decided to explore this dark ass cave. I had been protesting the whole time, saying black folks don’t do that shit. “Hah but we did anyway.” I groaned as I plopped down on the bed pushing the sheets aside. I’ll roll em up better then I do my blunts then get this shit to the cleaners.

Putting together all my strength I went towards my laptop, avoiding the light blaring in the room. I noticed the clock it was almost 1 in the afternoon, I’d ALMOST had enough beauty sleep. I looked at my camera a new portable camera I’d won in a contest in my cinema class. Cinema was something I’d taken an interest in, the feeling of power made me feel good, and the shit Michael Bay got away with was other motivation not to mention maybe meeting Kelly Rowland. College had changed his life, he was lad he’d gotten his ass out of Atlanta and down to Florida. Aside from Tennessee it was the only place in the south that had food that compared to his home town, my attention skills were not the best but I was surprised I hadn’t noticed what was on my wrist.
An object that couldn’t be described by any word in his vocabulary, it was grey and green, somewhat watch shaped. It vaguely reminded him of one of his favorite cartoons, then a light bulb when off in his head. “No fucking way..this is..”I stared at what was what appeared to be a carbon copy of the omnitrix, I was pretty sure I didn’t have this last night. But then again I barely remembered last night food and liquor did that to you. Perhaps I was still tripping balls, maybe this was a weaker part of the trip. I knew there were some things out there I hadn’t experienced like 2C-I could induce such effects. I tried to pull it off it felt so authentic so alien so un terrestrial.

I walked over to the sheets saw Mike was still sleeping and just sighed. “This guy always sleeping.” I went over to the curtains and just widened them grinning. When he wake up the light gonna blind his ass. I went over to my bags and quickly threw some clothes on. Matching colors Black and yellow, slipping on my most expensive pairs of shows black and yellow shoes. I made my way outside my room shutting the door today was Saturday, I’d partied it up Friday, but today was my Party Today. I closed my eyes praying to Jesus for safe keeping through my day, and looked at the watch. “Man this shit is crazy, I’m obviously tripping but whatever.”

I reached down and touched the watch, and part of the center rose up showing a hologram of an alien. I groaned I looked insane what if I was just walking through the street slapping my wrist. “Ah fuck it but just in case..”I often pondered about powers but an alien watch from a TV show even if it was from one of my favorite. I made my way down the stairs heading outside the campus, groaning my car was still under repairs. “Wait a minute if I have an arsenal of aliens now.” I turned the dial a few times and then slammed it down a green light enveloping me as I screamed out.

[FunnyGuy]

If Michael’s morning took place in the middle of the movie Friday, Chris Tucker would be standing over him, yelling “You got knocked the fuck out!” Even when the sunlight had hit his face, he didn’t budge, not for a while anyway. With the sun on his sleeping body, his breaths soon became deeper for some odd reason. It was as if he was being pumped with energy with each second. It wasn’t long until the young man’s eyes shot open and a grin formed on his face. He didn’t know exactly why, but he felt good, well except for the fact that he had to shield his eyes from the sunlight for a bit. Sitting up, he looked over to his right to see that Tess wasn’t there. He was sure he hooked up with her last night and wondered where and when she had gone. He was ready to roll off the bed before spotting folded paper in his lap. He grabbed it as he noticed that Floyd was no longer in the room.

Hey Mike we went to go eat breakfast. I had fun last night and I hope you did too. Maybe I’ll see you tonight. No sex though. I might need a break after last night you beast lol -Tess

Michael narrowed his eyes at the note left behind before looking back at Floyd’s bed.

“You fucking got breakfast without me, you bitch.” Michael cursed before noticing how great he was feeling again. It was like a reverse hangover, which was pretty weird since he thought he drank enough to at least feel a little like shit the next morning. He almost forgot that he was mad at Floyd for not being here to go through their usual morning after the party discussion. As far as he knew, Floyd took his girl Jada back to the room. He didn’t even remember them being in the room with all the noise Tess was making. Michael chuckled lightly at the memory as he got up out of his bed with the note in his hand. Looking at his alarm clock, he saw that it was 1:03p.m. “Fuck… Good way to start my Saturday.” Michael muttered to himself before balling up his stained sheets real quick and tossing them onto Floyd’s bed. “Three points!” Michael said with a laugh. He couldn’t put a finger on it. He felt… high. That was the only way he could describe it. Making his way over to the window of his room, he couldn’t do much but thinking of going outside.

Down below, he could see a few hungover students either dragging their feet to and from the cafeteria or going to the pool. I definitely have to eat… Too bad I missed breakfast. Michael thought this as he stood in front of the window. Unaware to him, his body was soaking up the solar rays beating down on him. He sighed before heading into the bathroom to shower, brush his teeth and wash his face. Once Michael had finished doing that he stepped out of the bathroom with a towel. He grabbed some clothes and got dressed in the bathroom. He wasn’t going to dress up too much, and just wore blue basketball shorts, a plain white t-shirt, socks, and his Nike flip-flops. Before he left the room, he looked over at his watch only to see that the time read 1:05p.m.

“What the fuck…” Michael said with confusion as he left the room and locked the door behind him. He didn’t need anyone taking Floyd’s shit. Entering the hall he took the time and pleasure to knock on Lyn’s door which was just across the hall. The knock was a little louder than he wanted it to be, and actually even faster than he even noticed it was. It kind of sounded like a woodpecker had taken some of Floyd’s drugs and pecked on the door. He was going to see if his good friend wanted to eat as well.

[LynBG]

If You're Happy And You Know It Clap Your Hands

Lyn promised herself she would do two things on Friday; one, finish essay, two, don’t go to the party. She somehow managed to not do either of those things, and got stuck with an essay on Saturday; which was kind of hard to write given the fact that she hadn’t slept, and had a killer headache. She probably drank enough beer to last her for the next three months, but the chances of her avoiding another party were very slim, especially when she had people like Madeline subtly questioning her ability to hang with the cool kids.

“Stupid Madeline,” Lyn muttered, jamming out the last characters in her paper. If it weren’t for the devil girl, Lyn probably wouldn’t have gone to the party, but she had to prove that she wasn’t completely a teacher’s pet. Which she was, but people didn’t need to really know that. She faked the funk every once in a while just to keep people from making comments every five seconds, but that generally ended badly for her.

She finished the last couple of sentences and saved the paper, looking at the clock. It was one in the afternoon, and she hadn’t had anything but a Monster and a donut. She was about two seconds away from crashing on her desk, but the obnoxiously loud knock sort of disrupted that.

“Come on, really.”

She sighed and pulled her hair back in a less bed-head looking ponytail, switching t-shirts into something that didn’t look slept in. She looked decent, if you didn’t pay attention to the engine red skinny jeans, and orange shoes; not like they were really noticeable or anything.

Thankfully her mirror was before the door, so she had time to at least put on black sneakers. She still looked like she just put on some random outfit, but that was the best she could do right now.

She finally got to the door, swinging it open to the length of her arm, which she sort of regretted because there was nothing but light in that hallway. “Hey.”

[chulance]

Nicki Minaj I Feel Free


My entire body was changing before my eyes, I was fearful at first, my heart beat racing, I felt for Ben in the first episode, and others as they experienced their transformation through this alien technology. I had started to take notice the omnitrix pondering which version I had, what if it was the one from Ultimate Alien. None of that mattered my body composition changed, the greatest rush I ever felt flowed through my body as my entire body changed. I felt the coloration and my body mass change, I’d never felt so amazing in my life. This ruled out something my hopes and dreams had come alive, my favorite power of all time was mine. Either that or God was teasing me with the ultimate dream, either way I’d enjoy every moment.

But what if I didn’t have powers, what If I was just in a dream where I replaced Ben 10. I decided not to focus on that as I had transformed into one of the hero’s alien forms. I was blue with a white and black outline. I had transformed into one of the main aliens XLR8, the alien of speed. I ran forward moving at speeds where onlookers saw or what they thought they saw to be a blue blur. I soared through the area and continue to speed.

I had made it to the beach in less then a minute I looked around smiling, a man and a girl approached me. The Guy had a drink in his hand, but it was obvious they were both beyond tipsy.

“See Carly I told you we shoulda wore some damn costumes! James wasn’t lying when he said they was having a costume party, nice ass costume bruh.”

Carly went over to me placing her hands on my chest, and laughing,” Tom it’s sooo real, it feels soo mhmm” She rubbed her hands, but Tom wasn’t as happy as me and Carly. He pulled her away protesting, and I took off making them wonder if I was a hallucination as a result of the heat of the beach or if I was really there. I kept running moving around Miami at speeds that would have gave speed detectors heart attacks, before making my way back to campus. I heard a beeping noise and slowed to halt as a red light was seen on the omnitrix signal on my chest. I timed out however I’d come to a halt knowing that unlike in the cartoon If I reverted to my human form in mid speed I’d be flatter then a pancake at Ihop.

I made my way to our dorm room, a million thoughts rushing through my head. I almost tampered with the watch but I’d watched enough episodes to know only bad things would come from that be it mutations, cancer or even a trip to the null void. I didn’t feel like getting put in the ER or getting fused with some animal. I ran as fast as I could lto the stairs, I was too impatient for the elevator. Maybe I’d gotten the device from last night when that strange light hit us, but I didn’t remember seeing it on my wrist after that.

Then again with how bad I was under the influence I was surprised I remembered anything at all, I was breathing heavily tired from running as I stumbled up the stairs. “Almost there.” I pushed the door open stumbling into the hall way and falling to the ground I was tired. I looked at my watch with how fast I’d been moving as that alien only about ten to twelve minutes had passed since I left the dorm at 1 pm. If I could figure out how to hack the watch things would get good, I’d be senior who could pull the ultimate pranks on freshmen.

[FunnyGuy]

Michael felt as if it was ages until Lyn finally came to the door. He figured she was getting dressed, but by the looks of it that couldn’t have been the case. Not thinking much about how long she had taken to change, Michael just asked his question.

“You wanna get some lunch?” Michael asked as he used his thumb to point down the hall toward the elevators. As he asked, he looked over Lyn’s shoulder to see if Madeline was in the room. He remembered seeing the girl trashed at the beach party, and wondered what her status was this afternoon. Perhaps it was for his amusement, but it was mainly to see if the girl was okay. He continued to look until he heard the door to the stairwell open followed by panting. Almost instinctively, Michael turned to see Floyd on the floor. More drugs... Michael thought with the shake of his head.

[LynBG]

Cobra Starship 'Hot Mess'

Lyn’s metaphorical ears perked up at the sound of ‘lunch’. “Yes. Food. I haven’t eaten anything all day.”

She noticed him looking around the room, which could only be for one of two things, she knew he knew there wouldn’t be a guy in there, so she assumed he was looking for Madeline.

“She didn’t come home; she’s probably with whatever numbnut she was partying with. That, or dead. Either way. Not here.”

Lyn hadn’t done anything totally horrible at the party. She basically just went to be seen by the primary cool kids, just to prove she wasn’t a total stick-in-the-mud. But then reality happened, and she had a few beers. And then she danced, and had more beers. And then she chilled in the water, and had more beers. She probably drank way too many beers for someone her size, but she managed to get home and write a paper without sleeping, so apparently she wasn’t that bad off.

She looked down at her clothes, just the mere sight of them made her want to throw up. And then all the light, it wasn’t helping her head very much. “I should probably not wear this, in public; I look like a Ronald McDonald knock-off.”

She was about to turn around, when Floyd crashed onto the floor. She hear Mike’s comment, “Oh come on, it could be beer. Or. Something. He’s not always doing drugs.”

Usually, he wasn’t, but he had the habit of really over-doing it when he did get his hands on something intoxicating. Lyn moved past Mike and quirked a brow at Floyd, “Dude, you look like death ate you and regurgitated. What did you do?”

Lyn was somewhat afraid of going closer to him, because he looked like the guy in the movies, who you think just walked into the wall, but you turn him over and his face is mauled off. Her stomach couldn’t take that.

Instead of doing it herself, Lyn made a flailing gesture and looked back at Mike, “Well don’t just stand there, do something. He looks, broken.”

Yes. Floyd looked broken. Mike was totally supposed to fix him.

[chulance]

I just took in deep breaths as I crashed into the floor, the watch drained me more then I thought it would. I assumed it didn’t feel like that, then again I Wasn’t exactly like Ben. Plus I had no idea what version of the omnitrix this was, I was no guru on the show even if it was one of my favorites. I took in deep breaths regaining my composure as I heard some people pointing someone muttering crackhead I turned my head slightly to see Brianna talking to some other girl as they walked past. My blood boiled, but I just rolled my eyes anger was a state that I was rarely in when it come to trivial issues like that.

I got to my knees examining the omnitrix, I wondered how long it would take for the watch to recharge. It was suppose to take ten minutes, hopefully maybe I could change aliens while transformed. I know I didn’t have the master Code that was for sure, else I wouldn’t have had to revert back to human form. That was a good thing I didn’t want to be stuck as some cartoon alien for the rest of alien, I would not be getting it in for a long time if that happened.

I heard some of Lyn’s conversation with Mike as I got up.” Beer naw, you know I only drink the good shit Champagne, and Tequilla.” I grinned while that was my preferable drink it was not preferable to my wallet, it’s favorite alcoholic beverage was gas station liquor. Cheap, and affordable my forte, well unless I really had the omnitrix and wasn’t tripping balls.

“As for what I did. If I told yall, you’d think I was on some hardcore shit right now.” I leaned against the wall my energy was coming back, hopefully the situation was the same for the alien device now attached to my wrist. I raised my arm to show them the cartoon device, from what I know knew it was real, so trying to remove it wouldn’t be such a good deal.

“Look at this Mike, Lyn what’s this remind you? Certain Cartoon, think it’s fake. I thought that too, lol. “ I paused if I had powers or alien forms maybe it was better to keep it to myself. Then other thoughts came into my mind from what I’d seen it wouldn’t react negatively to water, but If I had the same powers as someone in a tv show, and the same device it wouldn’t take long for people to put two and two together. Important people and that could be bad very bad for him. I was the kind of person to analyze things sometimes, sometimes I went into things head first, it depended on my mind state sober, intoxicated, horny or calm. I’d just wait to see what they said about my new alien watch, what I didn’t need was a feed back pulse that would demolish our dorm.

"Joking this shit fake obviously, Mike you was looking all scared like I really had Ben 10's shit." I can't tell em it's real, they'll think I'm tripping on shrooms, or Acid. Hell I'd think the same but what I just felt shit was real. Damn I thought I looked bad but Lyn Damn..looks worst then slaves in the ludus. God damn I need to get some pussy perfect anti stress solution I got Jada, Brianna haha naaw i need to erase stress, maybe tess mhmm see what mike say

[FunnyGuy]

Michael had arched his eyebrow when Lyn basically read his thought, because he could have swore he didn’t say anything about what he thought was wrong with Floyd. A laugh almost escaped him as he heard Brianna call Floyd a crack head, but putting a hand to his mouth prevented him from doing so.

“Yo Bri, that’s mean!” Michael shouted across the hall almost cheerfully. The girl just laughed and waved at him before her and her friends entered another room in the hallway. By that time, Floyd had gotten up and started talking about drinks and his wallet. Michael glazed over what he had to say as his eyes focused on Floyd’s wrist. It couldn’t be. There was just no way Floyd still played with toys. When he held t up and said it was real, Michael just chuckled. Michael had never seen a replica of the Omnitrix from Ben 10 before. “Yeah right, Floyd. We both know that none of your watches are real.” Michael joked before Floyd seemed to admit that the watch wasn’t real. “Haha, let me see that thing. How much can that thing do?” Michael said as he took a step toward Floyd and caught his wrist in his hand. Michael wouldn’t lie, this replica was pretty official. “Let me see how it looks on me… Mike 10!” Michael said helt go of Floyd and held his hand out. “I’m not gonna break it.” Michael reassured.

[LynBG]

Lyn rubbed her temples, her headache was getting worse, she was hungry, and Floyd was worried about a freaking toy. She groaned and walked over to Floyd, hangovers were not fun, by any means of the word.

For a second, someone would’ve thought that Lyn’s boyfriend had just married her mother, because her face lit into red. “You jackass, I didn’t sleep at all last night, I had to write a fucking paper, and I haven’t eaten. Nobody keeps up with fashion after that. And it doesn’t look that bad!”

She kicked him in the side, although it was more of a tap, she was hoping whatever he was on amplified it a couple thousand decibels. She made a gleek face at his comments about the girls, “You’re a judgmental, addict, pig. You make fun of how I look, and then talk about screwing Tess. That’s totally logical. At least I don’t feel the need to sleep with everything of the opposite sex, like most of the girls you hang out with.”

She rubbed her temples again, “Fuck this; I’m going to go eat. Play with your toy if you want, jackass. I’ll make sure to eat enough for all three of us.”