Mistress Dizzy

Tiny and the Terminator [Mistress Dizzy & Shifter_Master]

“Sorry.” Jinny muttered, not sorry at all. “I just wanted to see what you were building. Your tech is so gorgeous, and your lines are so neat and tidy.” She looked it over again, frowning delicately. “Though it is kind of messing with my head. How you get all that on your harness there is beyond me. It looks like it’d weigh you down.” This boy was smaller than even Jinny herself, which was, after a thought, excellent. So she wouldn’t be the shortest kid in all the classes.

She stepped around the boy, hands behind her back, simply taking it all in with her sharp eyes. Touching someone else’s things was something she had to work on, on a continued basis. Most of the time she got too excited when she saw new technology. “Is that a jet pack? Awesome. I’m guessing you made that yourself?” She looked up, glee and the faintest traces of jealousy in her eyes.

“I wish I had a jetpack.” This was true. Even though she could fly, she was still having trouble gaining height. So far her record was about 7 feet from the ground.

“I’m Jinny, by the way. What’s your name?”

Young Justice

Location: Haly's Circus
Interactions: Daphne

Kassy, pleased to be included in Daphne’s plans, joined her quickly. She ordered a cheeseburger, funnel cake with chocolate, and something called “fried ice cream” which intrigued her. The whole fair so far had been one wonder after another. Sure, Atlantis had festivals with games. But not these strange contraptions that one of the others had called “rides”. The screaming joy of the humans caught her by surprise, and she wanted to join them.

Wearing a different “human disguise” with a few tweaks to not reveal her own face, she stood by Daphne’s side, illusion-green eyes alight with happiness.

“This place is great! There’s just so much to do and see! I feel like I’ll never run out of things.”

She had a backpack on, and there was a massive blue stuffed unicorn sticking out of it. “This is for Zach! I won it from a man who said I couldn’t catch goldfish. Ha! I caught thirteen goldfish like a proper hunter. And he gave me the doll and said not to come back. Isn’t that strange?” She giggled softly. Obviously she was having a wonderful time.

“I can’t wait to try one of the rides. Perhaps after we get what we came for.” Of course she remembered they were on a mission, but with so many fun and new things around her, it was impossible not to be distracted.

Persona - Soldiers of Fortune

Sometimes, every so often, Jin wished they did drugs. If only to have an escape. This day had been far too much already, and Jin was reaching the breaking point.

During Pondwater’s little villain speech, Jin felt themselves getting angrier and angrier, to the point where they were clenching their jaw and fists in an attempt to not speak. How dare this man speak about what he didn’t know? Some lofty position like a president knew nothing about what it was like on the ground. People who fell through the cracks were often shoved there, stomped down by everyone else trying to get ahead and above. How dare he assumed it was some kind of moral failing on their part? But Jin kept their mouth shut. Somehow, they knew that if they spoke out, it would make things worse.

Unfortunately, they were quickly proven correct, as the largest of their group had an unwise outburst. It seemed Jin wasn’t the only one who found this man’s attitude absolutely disgusting. This seemed to trigger something in the man, and before Jin knew what was what, there were… things… in front of them. To call them animals was too generous. These, Jin hesitated to think, could only be referred to as monsters. Admittedly Jin hated to use the word. Similar epithets had been thrown at them for various reasons during their life. But until they had time to think of a proper name for these creatures, monsters was it.

Then things got stranger. As they were surrounded, some vaguely familiar blue haired chick (with absolutely terrifying knockers) showed up ready to fight. She told them all to run, and Jin needed little prompting. They started booking it as fast as their short legs would carry them. Which was actually quite fast; a speed borne of absolute terror of the unknown behind them.

“What the actual hell is going on!” They knew no answers would be readily available yet, which made them want to live all the more. If only to figure out what fresh and new hell this was.

Hopefully Sanctuary

You definitely don't have to play out the whole Scrabble game. ^_^

Hopefully Sanctuary

Devika grinned as Roxy said she'd try to play. "Good! I'll help you if you want. I will say now that we might lose, as my mother is the spelling queen of doom."

"I heard that!" Came a reply from the front seat.

"And it's true..." Devika shook her head.

They arrived, and got out of the car. Devika's parents headed inside, and Devika gave Roxy an emotional once over. She remembered the other woman didn't like cars, and they had ridden twice in a short amount of time.

"Just making sure you're okay after the car rides." She said with a smile, before heading in herself. Her father was already clearing off the living room table, and her mother was getting the game from the shelf where it sat among many others.

Roxy would be addressed as soon as she got into the house, by Devika's mother. "Come, sit! I heard Devika explain the rules, but if you have any questions, just ask." The board was arranged, tiles were passed out, and the game began.

A kings' political marriage plan- closed

I'm good.

A kings' political marriage plan- closed

@Bright_Ops Obsessive about weaponry? LOL, she didn't even start on the bows and arrows yet.

A kings' political marriage plan- closed

@Bright_Ops

Jin stared blankly, probably impolitely, at Prince Droka for several seconds before she recovered. How brutal, how terrible would it be to have to fight her sisters for legitimacy? Or be killed just so there was no chance of a succession war? She would probably bow out of that whole nonsense and live in the woods if that was to occur. At least he seemed to be taking things in stride – it was second nature to him, likely. Still, it was rather terrifying for her to imagine.

“Ahem.” After a moment of recovery, she smiled at him. “Thank you for telling me about your situation. The history books don’t really mention that kind of detail. While I am sorry for your loss of family, even if you did not get along, I will join you in celebrating the fact that you are now heir. Congratulations.”

What could she saw about her home kingdom? There was so much to tell, and yet… where to begin? “Well, we do a lot of mining and blacksmithing here. A lot of our exports are weapons. For all I know, your kingdom may have used one of our swords or lances. There’s also some very good hunting grounds in our kingdom. Wild elk, deer, pheasant – oh, and you can’t forget the pastries. You haven’t lived until you’ve tasted a fresh out of the oven snowberry tart in the midwinter.” Her earlier horror pushed away, her eyes started to alight as she talked about her beloved home.

Suddenly, midsentence about the finer points of the rapier exports, she stalled. “...I just realized how much I’m going to miss home once I marry.” Her gaze faltered. “If only Father would allow us more time.”

Planet Mobius - A Sonic Universe Open World

Origami looked at the mass green scenery of the Mystic Jungle coming into view. She’d thought about having her own hideout in it, but the atmosphere and lack of internet access had deterred her. Once she was at the very edges of the jungle, she parked her Jeep under a massive plant.

Then she went to the trunk and got a change of clothes. Thick soled boots, khaki pants, and a tank top (red of course). She tied her hair back with a band, and looked over her weapon display. A stun gun for short range, and her favorite sword for hacking through the underbrush. Brute work for such an elegant weapon, but it would have to do the trick for now.

Making a mental note to add a proper machete to her arsenal just in case, she hoisted the rest of her gear into a backpack and started trekking for the coordinates.

A kings' political marriage plan- closed

@Bright_Ops

Jin had to admit, she hadn’t been asked what she wanted to do since this whole thing started. It was quite refreshing, actually. “Actually, Prince Droka, I don’t wish to dance – I’ve been dancing all night and I’m a bit tired of it. I was just trying to be polite.” She admitted that with a sweet and apologetic smile.

“If it’s all the same to you, I’d rather just talk. It’s near impossible to talk and dance. I’d love to learn more about your home country, if it’s not much trouble.” She wondered if him talking about his home would stir up bad feelings about the loss of his brother. “If it hurts to talk about right now, I will understand. We can talk about anything else you like.”