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1 yr ago
Current it's been a decade, back to lurkin'
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1 yr ago
Yup, still makes me look like a pirate tho till it heals
1 yr ago
4th was great except now I'm dankrupt and somehow got a spark in my eye e.o
1 yr ago
RP the pain away escapism ftw
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1 yr ago
Kinda wanna start a skateboard team RP. Kinda just wanna go skate. Decisions

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Hiya Deja here, living it up in Miami currently. If I disappear the 5-0 got me again but it's gucci.

Bipolar 1, Pan, Metalhead, Skater/Surfer/MX, tattoo enthusiast. Hmu I role play literally anything if I'm properly introduced.

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Kevin never wears his glasses if I jumped the gun

I'm cruising for a bruising tho, wonder how the magic school bus will roll up with one hellvu fieldtrip 😅
Communal Kitchen // Edge Tower // Seattle
19:06HRS Local Time


Kevin had been quite the efficient little steamwasher back in the day. He spent it eavesdropping on the law that happen to need a bite to eat after a beat on the streets. Steamy water rose between gnarled knuckles and furtive tattoos drowing out most of what the girls in the other room had been saying to him, but thoughts of getting mugged behind a bodega after a all the chainsmoking cooks had left put that aside. ~*sSSSSSTTNNNtttt*~ "..temper temper.." snuck out of his clenched jaw, though the cloud of steam hid his strained expression. Julian however had already walked away so Kevin turned and sized up the resident librarian. momentary meltdowns made Kev who he was, though admittedly; problems have solutions, or so thought his flammable neurons. Maybe he could have the druid craft him one of those nifty necklaces he had on. Surely he had some freaky Celtic graffiti for fires. He'd might conjure something up if he asked nicely enough(considering the rest of Julian's dossier stated magic was in no short supply), considering how well tea was of an international hit here maybe he should get some. Make that interstellar hit, Dandy was partaking too so what the heck.

Kevin had a mug of his own, and a remark for the druid also, "So Conor, a ginger birdie told me you might be able to solve my problem." He took a quick sip before retorting to himself and striding up to the Celtic pair giving Eli a big grin and continued,"I need something I can wear, like some bling maybe, that keeps the firehouse from being called up ya feel me?". Kevin's elaboration and attention was cut short as he swore he saw something fly by the window.

Kev is announcing to/with Julian about a morning combat class in the morning? With the big roster Kev might break it into ladies n gents n pronouns or something(he's got a aluminum foil patched playbook of the roster and notes like a NFL coach). Other than the simple setup I posted I figure the gym has a sci fi like MMAcage/boxing ring newly installed. This penthouse sounds lit.
Speaking of Kevin's musical choice, a lil this, a lil that.
Come by his room however-
Ok fixed it. I figure having him shut up to eat would give time for greetings.
I made a booboo, help. lol, i didnt do a final pre port looksie at the IC, my bad. should be fixed soon with a edit and if not feel free to clean the spot up?

Kevin hadn't stopped his journey into the gallery on a single-minded mission even as he barked out. Then the fridge came open unexpatantly starling him. Kev swore(or rather sputtered). Nostril's flared in the sight of birds flying however, if even it was instinctual. There was a 'kid' around. Dandy's disharmonious ring bounced in his ears like a jingle as he snuck on by with a graceful sidestep and smirk. He had to teach him what a bro-nod was soon Kev thought as he broadcasted one out to the group that was gathered there. The fact he had to nearly jog to the adjacent counter was enough to indicate what the accommodations could be like. He jerked a cabinet door open on recently greased hinges, a instant bowl in hand, agile hands making the whole ordeal on the backwall quick. He found the microwave with foil wrapped on it's handle, which made him glance back to the druid sheepishly. Before you know it Spitfire was leaning against the counter, staring at his meal warming up. The sounds of the kitchen ebbed as the greetings commenced, though cursing echoed from a hall.

The pyro thought about his newest friend Red. How do you misplace someone that big? What few times he'd searched for him it had often been his room. Poor guy, was he lonely or just confused, probably both with what stalked the halls of this place. Kevin did the math visually and sipped his noodled loudly, peeking around the corner of the galley seeing who he could spy. Hayden behind him, was someone Kev had met very recently. Cece, who they were pleading with earnestly, was however someone he'd gotten to know the best by observation. The firestarter had been sticking to the gym and its renovations for the past week and he guaranteed the busy social butterfly was getting her gizmos giddy hamming up her new friends and viewers. It brought back flashy memories of pre fight promotions and walkouts that he'd participated in as a kickboxer. Guess he couldn't be too much of a hypocrite he thought as he slurped down the bowl clutched before him. Most of the super sorority was here, except maybe one of the magic users. He snorted up a tiny fireball as he heard Hana rattle of to warm ears about the meat market they had around. Heck maybe that's where Red was Kevin assumed as he caught Gabi by the window. He raised his eyebrows in a meek greeting considering he'd been caught staring momentarily with a face full of noodles. Whoops.

The ceramic tinkled when his fork was barren. He could hear foreign accents behind him again. What could they be talking about? He eased back into the galley towards the sink, passing by the pond on his way. He gave quick glance over to Julian as he began to wash the bowl, another ritual compulsion that seemed to more good than harm for the feisty youth, youth that made him peek back over to Eilidh curiously as he recalled the matching age, then back to his new younger by a margin boss. What had he got himself into?


@Deja



All his snappy bravado and latent maturity is from growing up very into his lifestyle(I had envisioned a single parent household of a very heavy worker/drinker that I realized I failed to write up as his early obsession with martial arts as a way out).
Sparring
Fighting

Now imagine his powers growing more and more as he gets into his prime/his last surgical procedure that made him really super but cost him his career. He also only grew up around tough guys and such, so that should make small talk simpler for my next post. Becoming an unwilling bastion of maturity should be fun for fireboi

Since we're set in the DC Universe, who are you hoping makes an appearance in the RP? Furthermore, who do you want the team to go up against?

And if you're not a huge DC fan, what sort of threats are you hoping we face? Do you have any ideas you'd love to see happen whether as a story arc or even just an interaction between two or more characters?


Oh wait Teen Titan's are in this universe, I'm not completely lost(Static too sweet).
Batman is a legend to him, so you can only imagine how much fanbro vibes he has when that comes up. I hope no one ever blows his volcanic socks off his identity either. This is the varsity squad in his heroic head, so it'll be the most respectful and competitive around any big names. I don't want to mess up any lore with Gotham too much, other than the best bodegas in town. Can't wait for "The Gang Goes to Space" episode.

I'm also not going to say just hearing tragic backstories of his new buddies is going to immediately humble him. Id rather him steer into this scenario with his outspoken selfdeclarations. For instance Kevin won't be subtle about correcting Red with jibes; so eventually the guy's going to grow a taste in test tube jokes. The issue of him scoffing at magic is going to be a fun one, along with legit ass aliens. I've also have his role as personal trainer turning out to be a calling for him, and perhaps keep his obnoxiousness and flirting at bay. All that being said, him having a bitter and angry falling out with team members or even the team itself is kinda like watching a dudebro on a show storm off only to already be back on the living room couch with a cathartic corpse of a pizza as his albi.
Can we have our first mission dictated over a munchie filled showing of Big Trouble in Little China?
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