Mistress Dizzy

Titans Academy

Curious about it. Would an emancipated minor be considered full or part time?

ᵀʰᵉ Last Avatar & ᵀʰᵉ Red Lotus.

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Location · Date & Time · MentionsLocation · Date & Time · Mentions _ “Mmm…” A soft moan echoed to the rafters of the old building. The scent of perfume and sweat permeated the air. “Oh, Li… That’s – ooh, right there! Aah, not so rough!” A woman’s giggle followed, along with a satisfied sigh. “I think… I’m done…” “Aw, tapping out already?” “Yeah. You’re the best, Li.” The massuese gave her satisfied client a smile, and deftly placed their socks back on their feet. “Oh, you’re such a flatterer, Jin.” Jin grinned, wiggling their toes. “Nah, seriously. After a hard night, all I want’s some ramen and a really good footrub.” Message running in the Lower Ring was hard on their cheap boots. Jin was one of the few clients who utilized the actual ‘massage’ part of the Drunken Honeybee Massage Parlor on a regular basis. No one else had Li’s strong but soft hands. Jin stood up, running a hand through their thick, black cropped hair. “You know,” Li smiled, batting her lashes. “There’s plenty of better ways to relax. Not just the feet, but all of you.” She sauntered up to Jin, lifting the short youth’s chin with slender fingers. “You do know you get a discount, right?” She leaned in slowly, fixing Jin in place with an amber eyed gaze. Jin’s brown skinned face rapidly started to turn the same shade of crimson as a fresh bowl of Fire Flake curry. “Aha, ha – yeah, I know, I just… I never have time, and you ladies are all so busy, and -” They backed up hastily, bumping the wall behind them. The candle table nearly toppled over. “Whoops!” Li chuckled heartily, stopping her teasing before poor Jin had a coronary. “Gosh, you’re so adorable. You’re gonna break someone’s heart someday, you know?” “Ehehe.” Jin rubbed the back of their neck, green eyes half shut as they giggled. “I sure hope not. Sounds like too much trouble, to me.” Li shrugged her slim, pale shoulders, starting to clean up the massage table. “Well, if you change your mind, you find me. I’ll show you a very good time. Or maybe you hit up the Zen Stallions instead? Whichever you like.” She smirked. “Us and the boys have a bet going on who’s going to give you your first.” Jin’s jaw dropped as they looked askance. “Wha- Who says I ain’t gotten my first?! I thought I was a heartbreaker!” They folded their arms as Li simply began to laugh. “If you could stop getting all blushy whenever someone cute hits on you, maybe I’d believe y-” The next thing Jin knew, they were waking up to the sounds of screaming and the scent of smoke. “N-ngh…” They tasted blood, and staggered to their feet, leaning heavily against the wall. “What the fu- oh no, Li!” As their mind started to clear, they noticed Li on the ground under the window. She was very still, her body half buried beneath a twisted heap of concrete and window glass. It seemed as if she had hit the window as if thrown off her feet, hard enough to shatter it. Jin rushed unsteadily to their friend, pushing aside her bloodied brown hair to check her neck for a pulse. Li didn’t move or make a sound. Jin couldn’t tell if she was even breathing. “Li! Come on, please…” Either Jin was pressing the wrong spot, or... “Shit.” Jin wobbled as they stood, exhaling in a shudder as they fought back tears. As much as they wanted to mourn, they had to get out first. Yanking their shirt up over their nose and mouth, they pushed their way through the crumbling doorway and headed for the main room. Chaos reigned. Terrified screams and moans of anguish disoriented their senses just as much as the smoke. Jin moved toward the stairs on autopilot as they looked around. From what they could tell, the whole building had been rocked. The lights were out, and the girls’ work rooms, usually lit by aromatic candles, had sparked several small fires that were growing by the second. Their building was far too old and cheap for overhead sprinklers, and flames began to lick the walls. “Lady Cho! Where are you?!” Jin cried out. Half-dressed girls and their clients were running out the door. It was getting harder and harder to see through the thickening smoke. They were shoved from behind by a few people rushing down the stairs, and it was luck that kept them on their feet. “Lady – cough-” It was getting harder to breathe. The smart thing would have been to leave, but Jin refused to leave Lady Cho behind. That woman had all but raised them – this place was her home and business, and Jin knew she probably might still be here. Their green eyes swept the room, finally landing on a familiar shape in a brilliant kimono. They rushed over immediately, but stopped short as Lady Cho held a hand out. “Don’t come any closer, Jin!” Jin was about to ask why, but the reason became very suddenly obvious. They hadn’t noticed it due to the environment, but - “Run! Please go!” With every word, fresh flames poured from Lady Cho’s lips. Her voice sounded hoarse, as if she had been inhaling smoke. Lady Cho was bending fire. Jin was stunned. They hadn’t even had an inkling of suspicion about it. They knew the consequences, of course, but this was Lady Cho, one of the richest women in the Ring. Certainly she could work something out with the law. They offered out a trembling hand. “C-come on. We gotta get out of here, the whole place is going up!” “No!” The tall woman balked, staggering backward as more fire poured from her mouth with each exhale. “Jin, go! Take care of the girls! And-” The inevitable happened in a flash. A stray spark from her mouth caught Lady Cho’s silk sleeve. It lit, and in her haste to pat it out, the fire simply seemed to stick to Lady Cho’s hands and spread. The woman screamed, and more fire poured from her throat, further catching her body and furthering the blaze. The more she tried to put it out, the worse it got, until the woman was covered, engulfed under red flames. Jin froze, unable to do anything else but look on in horror. The scent of smoke and too much perfume was engulfed by the stifling, overwhelming smell of burning silk and charred flesh. Her screaming rung in Jin’s ears in a way that they knew they would never be able to forget. And yet, Jin couldn’t tear their gaze away as they watched the flames consume the only mother they could remember. The thing that finally tore them away was a worryingly loud groan from overhead. The fire had reached one of the support beams. The wood was roasting quick. Jin’s body moved before their brain gave the command, and then they were running full tilt for the exit. They were barely out the door before a crash rang in their ears. The building was coming down, as the Lower Ring could do little but watch. Jin coughed out smoke, their lungs aching and throat sore. They stumbled forward and kept moving, not sure where they could go or what to do. All around, the chaos that had been in the building continued outside on a grand scale. People were attacking each other. Benders – benders! - were on full display, terrifyingly displaying their ‘gifts’ for all to see. What the hell was going on?

Tiny and the Terminator [Mistress Dizzy & Shifter_Master]

Jinny grinned wide at Gizmo. It was less a cheery expression, and more a baring of teeth. “If you’re going to keep secrets, you should get a quieter roommate.” She was about to respond to Bee when she noticed the sudden quiet. It wasn’t hard to know the reason.

Even though she knew she’d seen him in far worse moods and lived, it was still incredibly scary. She had to fight the urge to stop breathing. It was a primal instinct from the base of her brain, and together they’d been working on getting her to overwrite it. She raised her chin in defiance, staring him down even though she knew he wasn’t looking. Just as she had been taught. But her stomach still twisted into knots doing it. She was quite glad when the bell rang.

Silently, she listened to the rules laid out, her eyes already darting between the tables of weapons. What to pick? She’d already decided to save the daggers for their private lessons – no sense in showing her hand before she knew what everyone else could do. That still left her with plenty of options. As she listened to Gizmo complain more, she smiled in a predatory way.

“You might as well go now. I mean, I could take you out blindfolded. Or maybe you stay and learn something other than how to bitch.” She smirked and left him behind, striding confidently over to one of the tables. There was a weapon calling her name. Quietly, she ran her fingers over a basic short sword on the table, a gladius, if she remembered correctly.

Lifting it, she tested it’s weight carefully. It was one handed, probably made for use with a shield. It was longer than the wakazashi she’d been training with as well. Heavier than the daggers by far, but not so heavy that she couldn’t handle it. It would do.

Once she’d decided on her weapon, she pulled her braid up and out of the way. Then she started stretching, dropping down and doing push-ups with the sword strapped to her back.

Star Wars: A Legend Reborn (Nobodyman123 and Mistress Dizzy)

Kijani groaned as she slowly came back from her semi-conscious state. The immense pressure was gone. Eskel’s sheets smelled like royal spring-blossoms. “Oof. That was not as fake as it looked. The Emperor is…” She shook her head, not even able to explain the depth of that fear. “Let’s just say, he’s bad news. I don’t know how he knows about Adam. Worse, my father is going to be dragged into this mess. I…” She inhaled slow, breathed out. Trying to bat away the anxiety gnawing at her stomach.

“I’m not sure what the best plan is. My father is all I’ve got left of my family. I don’t want to risk him getting hurt.” Her pragmatic side was peeking out. Every royal, even one like Eskel who had it relatively easy up until now, knew that one day they would have to make sacrifices.

“As for Adam, I trust he can handle himself. If something happened, I would know.” She knew that without a doubt. “Now, tell me about everyone that still works here. We’re going to need some allies, no matter how big or small they are.”

Kingdom Hearts: So You Wanna Be A Hero, Kid?

Amarantha

Name:Amarantha
Age: 18
Gender:Female
Race: Human
Homeworld: FFX World
Key-Weapon: Blitzball
Magics: Barrage, Aim, Haste, Reflect
D-Links: Fran
Job: Ranger
Appearance: A tan-skinned, red haired and red eyed girl with a slim build. She dresses rather strangely, due to her parents very different styles both having an effect. At first glance, she seems quite feminine. Her thick red hair is bound in twin pigtails. She wears a cute black and purple dress with lacy frills, and striking gothic makeup. Platform shoes and fingerless gloves complete the look.

But then, if you look longer, you’ll see that her slim build is wired with an althele’s muscle. The cute dress has shorts underneath so she can run. Her gloves are padded and the platform shoes have cleats. The makeup is more like sport paint that doesn’t come off.

Her blitzball never leaves her side.

Yes, she’s a strange girl, but her friends and family love her for it.

Brief History: Amarantha, nicknamed Ama, lives in Besaid with her parents, Wakka and Lulu, and her older brother Vidina. It was a peaceful life until the cracks started opening up. Citizens began to huddle in their homes for safety, fearing getting torn away from their lives. Ama, however, felt the call to adventure tug at her, as it once did her parents. She wrote them a goodbye letter, packed her things, and set off. It didn’t take her long to find a crack, and she quite literally leapt at it.

When she came out on the other side, the blitzball she inherited from her father seemed to change, gaining an odd pattern of keys all over the surface. She’s still testing her limits, and is eager to make a difference.

Other:

I am searching for a picture, but let me know what you think.

Pokémon: Rust

@TheNoCoKid Oh shit. Please be careful and take care of yourself... concussions are no joke.

Pokémon: Rust

She has a wily daughter, so no. But she still has to say it, legally.

Pokémon: Rust

Nora shot an apologetic glance to the children. “I’m sorry. Please come with me.” She pulled an odd looking Pokeball from her belt, which summoned a Mudsdale. It was borrowed; perks of being the Overseer. She gestured for everyone to climb on, and as soon as the trio were secured, they were off.

About a minute later, they were there. Nora climbed off, fury in her grey eyes as she saw the shop being robbed. “Stay here, kids.”

She stormed up, joining her daughter’s side. “Hey, what do you think you’re doing?!”

Kingdom Hearts: So You Wanna Be A Hero, Kid?

Amarantha

Name:Amarantha
Age: 18
Gender:Female
Race: Human
Homeworld: FFX World
Key-Weapon: Blitzball
Magics: Barrage, Aim, Haste, Reflect
D-Links: Fran
Job: Ranger
Appearance: A tan-skinned, red haired and red eyed girl with a slim build. She dresses rather strangely, due to her parents very different styles both having an effect. At first glance, she seems quite feminine. Her thick red hair is bound in twin pigtails. She wears a cute black and purple dress with lacy frills, and striking gothic makeup. Platform shoes and fingerless gloves complete the look.

But then, if you look longer, you’ll see that her slim build is wired with an althele’s muscle. The cute dress has shorts underneath so she can run. Her gloves are padded and the platform shoes have cleats. The makeup is more like sport paint that doesn’t come off.

Her blitzball never leaves her side.

Yes, she’s a strange girl, but her friends and family love her for it.

Brief History: Amarantha, nicknamed Ama, lives in Besaid with her parents, Wakka and Lulu, and her older brother Vidina. It was a peaceful life until the cracks started opening up. Citizens began to huddle in their homes for safety, fearing getting torn away from their lives. Ama, however, felt the call to adventure tug at her, as it once did her parents. She wrote them a goodbye letter, packed her things, and set off. It didn’t take her long to find a crack, and she quite literally leapt at it.

When she came out on the other side, the blitzball she inherited from her father seemed to change, gaining an odd pattern of keys all over the surface. She’s still testing her limits, and is eager to make a difference.

Other:

I am searching for a picture, but let me know what you think.

Pokémon: Rust

Sorry for the delay. Life sucks lately. Been having over a week of headaches and today I lost one of my crowns. I will attempt to get posted on the weekend. Sorry again.