Zoey Boey

Tales from the Spider-Verse: Spidroin

Clara Cabello and Alejandra Jonas

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"Look! Look AJ! I made headlines!" Clara slapped the newspaper down on AJ's workbench. Sparks flew and set the paper on fire, which Clara quickly put out, the smile not leaving her face. AJ tipped up her welding helmet and looked at Clara.

"Huh what now?" AJ asked.

"Lookie!" Clara frantically tapped a blurry black and white image. The fire of AJ's welding tool slowly faded.

"I can't hear you- Clara this is dangerous! Give me some room I'm working on something here!" AJ shoved Clara away and started putting things down.

"This's more important, I swear." Clara reassured her friend. An exasperated younger sister managed to stop welding together the seams of the spherical device for a few moments, and gave her best friend the attention she so desperately wanted.

"Look! It's me!" She shoved the newspaper in AJ's face. AJ leaned back and stepped away.

"...I don't see anything."

"There, right there!" Her finger zeroed in on where she knew a dark spot in the corner of a still frame was. "From when I stole that stuff from Hardtcorp. I zoomed right on by the camera!"

AJ read the entire article in a ludicriously fast amount of time, mouthing some of the words to herself. "Clara, this isn't a good thing. They're onto us."

"I'm famous." Clara peaked over the top of the newspaper to study AJ's reaction.

"This is bad. They know-"

"I ain't been caught since! I've been blocking all their camers with your new Zopper, remember?" Clara shows the blocky but undoubtedly effective red devices attached to Clara's wrist. "I've been a ghost. Only common evidence link now between all our heists have been that there is no evidence."

"...I suppose we've been doing better than the other people with superpowers." AJ remarked.

"Right? I mean, that other weird shit has to be people like me, right? Only they're going around beating the shit out of people. I haven't even had to punch one single person since getting my powers!" Clara celebrated.

AJ smiled. "You've been doing great. I suppose we are famous. That's not the worst. " AJ looked again at the photo.

"All we gotta worry about is like, Strand."

"Strand?"

"Yeah, you know, Strand. The superhero?"

"Clara, Strand isn't real." AJ said.

"Pfft. Okay, whatever, new kid. That's how I know you ain't been livin' in New York you're whole life." Clara playfully shoved AJ on the shoulder and then chucked the newspaper in the garbage. "I wouldn't be surprised if those other freaks like me decided to put on a costume and start fightin' crime, too."

AJ smirked. "Sure."

"Don't 'sure' me. Smug." Clara clicked her tongue. "Anyway. What's this?"

"Radial adhesive explosive." AJ released the incomplete prototype from it's vice and showed it to Clara. It was a small, red plastic sphere with an orange button ontop. "Press this, wait four seconds, and it will spread adhesive over a 5 meter radius."

"Hell yeah! Like a Goo Grenade."

"...You've always been better at naming stuff than me. That's what we're calling it now, huh?"

"Because no one wants to say Adhesion Projectors and Radius Adhesive Exploder. They want to say Zopper and Goo Grenade. Thirty dollar word usin'-ass." Clara slapped AJ on the shoulder. "Anyway, great work. That'll come in handy for sure! When'll you think it'll be ready?"

"Soon. I just need to make sure it doesn't leak." AJ turned to place it back in the vice. Clara put a hand on AJ's shoulder, catching her by surprise. The redhead, her cheeks turning a shade of floral-like yellow. A few spots of the shade appeared on her arm and knuckles. AJ blinked.

"Err. I'm uh. Proud of you. Or whatever. Good job." Clara cleared her throat. "I'm gonna go- steal something. Bye." She pulled the pair of orange goggles down over her face and sped out of the garage. She quickly closed the metal door behind her and swung off into the night.

AJ smiled broadly and got back to work, pulling the welding mask down over her face.

Street Punk Serenade: Delinquent Days

I vote we keep it vaguely in the past so we can do whatever we want

Planet Mobius - A Sonic Universe Open World

Amy Rose

"Gimme back my dog, you freak!"

"Alright already, geez!" Amy complained as she let the unhappy dog be taken from her hands by a very frustrated owner.

"You're lucky I don't call the cops!"

"You're unlucky that you don't know true love when you see it! I'm a very compassionate person!" Amy shouted after the retreating couple.

Amy sighed. "How come the tighter I hug something, the more it wants to leave me?" She asked, voice breaking and dejected. As she turned and began to walk toward the festivities, she was surprised to see Cream, Chao, and some other mongoose lady.

"Hey! Hey, Cream. Chao." Amy greeted the little creature stoically. She looked over at Mina. "Nice to meet you! I'm Amy, Amy Rose."

Just then three crazy characters arrived. As Vector asked his question, Amy took a moment to stare at him, utterly blank.

Her face lit up. "...Oh, it's the Chaotix! Yes! Hi! Hello! I remember. Sorry, I've been on my own for a bit!" Amy nodded, hopping up and down. "I'm definitely here for the festivities. The city really comes alive at parties like this! This anniversary is a huuuge event! Plus, when it inevitably goes belly up I have to be here to stop the bad guys!" Amy struck a pose. Casually, excitedly even, predicting the downfall of the party.

"And, you know, to have fun before the end. It'll be fun! I love your outfit by the way!" Amy slapped her knees and bent over at Mina Mongoose, studying her outfit. "Super flashy! Leave some attention for the rest of us, amiright?" Amy nudged Cream on the shoulder and then wrapped her arm around the Rabbit's shoulder, hugging her in close and then leaning on her.

"Mind if I hang out with you guys? I know a great spa! The kind where they put fruits on your eyes! For some reason they never know how many slices to give me..." Amy trailed off and then snapped back into reality. "You can even eat them when they aren't looking! So it's like a snack day, too."

《 H.E.R.O. 2064 》

hello again! Gonna redo some CS's and submit them in the next few days here

Dungeon Clearer! A Fantasy Adventurer RP

now its my turn to apologize for the delay. should be posting tomorrow! maybe tonight, but probably tomorrow.

World of Light

Level 2: 04/20
Word Count: ??
Location: Al Mamoon
Points Gained: 1 probably + 23
New EXP Balance--- Level 3: 08/30

The plan was in motion, and people were handing out rewards. Everyone was getting upgrades and new gear, which was always fun. One of the better parts of the job was getting badass new abilities and weapons, though technically Jesse only ever used one. Back home it was incredibly versatile. Hopefully she could get that back up and running, too. That whole de-powerment fiasco really made her appreciate her abilities even more than she already did. They were the main source of her agency.

"Uh, thanks, Joker." Jesse was handed a little glass sphere (?) looking thing with the image of a Shambler on the inside. The ever curious director flipped it around in her hands and observed it from all sides, holding it up to the sunlight.

Following the others' lead, it seemed the thing to do was breaking the spirit. To get some cool kind of weapon. She had no idea what the Shambler would do. Would it be a gross looking gun? Or a sword? Or maybe some kind of magic grenade? Only one way to find out. Jesse placed it on the ground and crushed it underneath her boot heel.

Once she had her new loot, the only thing to do was keep moving forward. Follow this Mao kid and root out the rest of the resistance/cult/resonance affected persons. Jesse put away her Service Weapon and her new toy and drew the Tool Gun, ready to use it to incapacitate her enemies and protect her teammates.

"I'm with you, then, Joker." Jesse nodded to Braum and Fox and- there would be a time to get properly acquainted later, like she thought earlier. Eyes on the prize. Joker gave her and Laharl an interesting look. "Let's roll. I want one of those pink hearts. Seriously, just sucker punch me, I won't fight back. I trust you guys." She said.

"Hmm. Maybe I will fight back. That's what we're dealing with, right? People who are affected by something and become more violent? In which case, stay on the move and don't hide behind anything that weighs less than five thousand pounds. Okay, let's go."

The office building was being protected from the outside: No one in or out. Which meant they could get down to business without worrying about civvies. Jesse and the UFO girl made a good transport team, and once they were on the inside Jesse frantically re-enlarged everyone back to their full sizes.

The inside was pandemonium. Tool Gun in hand Jeses focused on the mini-gun wielding lunatic: she looked like she could cause some serious damage if left unattended. To get things started, she picked up a heavy piece of furniture and flung it at her. Halfway through it's intended arc of travel Jesse lined up a shot with her Tool Gun and enlarged the furniture so it was bigger and would do more damage. Then she took cover next to the wall, behind the architecture of the building.

Planet Mobius - A Sonic Universe Open World

Sorry, I'm not sure what happened. I was waiting for you to post for some reason. But I definitely should have been the one that posted. I'll try to get a post up today but if I don't, don't wait up for me

Street Punk Serenade: Delinquent Days

minato's angels

Street Punk Serenade: Delinquent Days

Yonaka Aimi: Will Break Knees for Food

Name: Yonaka Aimi
Appearance:

Favorite School Subject: Music

Favorite Food: Boys.

Theme Song:

Why They Fight: Because she loves the Sarayashiki Gang. It's her family. But perhaps even more than that, she loves Minato Ishida. Even if she doesn't want to admit a weakness like that, it's true. She has a serious crush on him, which is something she isn't supposed to have on anyone.

Background/Personality: Yonaka Aimi has a reputation of being a cruel, manipulative, and sadistic man-eater. And while some of it is based in reality, mostly it's just because she's a heart-breaker and some people get mad about getting dumped. Especially members of street gangs. Aimi plays a dangerous game, that's for sure, but it's a fun one. Aimi is a thrill-seeker in all aspects of life. Where's the fun if there's no risk?

Aimi is sarcastic, wry, yet fun-loving and extroverted. Often she teases people she cares about, occasionally going too far by accident. She acts pretty arrogant, but she'll apologize and try to get on the good side of other members of the gang because she cares about them too much to let her stupid ego get in the way. But there's no mercy for the people she dislikes, and she enjoys messing with or otherwise hurting her enemies. Aimi is actually pretty good in a fight, having had some official training, mostly relying on kicks to soften up her opponent and then going in for the win with some head strikes or her baseball bat if things are serious.

Aimi chases thrills because her home life is so exceptionally boring to her. Her family is actually middle class, but her mother and father are in a loveless relationship with each other and her father hardly has any affection for her. Her mother is also emotionally exhausted, though she probably does still care. Her parents put a lot of pressure on her and are overall just detatched and miserable people that Aimi strongly dislikes being around. As such she spends as little time home as possible, rebelling against the soul-crushing system that she blames for her hollow home-life.

Be it by joining a gang or pursuing her many romantic interests. As such, Aimi is all about close emotional connections, she cherishes them very much. Those who know her know that her tough girl persona is just that- a persona. Since she has money to spare she secretly gives it to charities or uses it to buy gifts for her friends: though she'll always say she stole it from somewhere or got it after she beating up three guys at once. Not that she got it as part of her allowance. She never speaks of home and always tries to conceal the route she takes to get back there, it's a part of herself she's quite ashamed of.

Aimi is an aspiring musician, and when she grows up she wants to create audio art. A lot of her work, that she had recorded and mixed herself with a surprising amount of hard work and effort, has a dark, mysterious, but relaxed vibe to it.

Ishida is one of the few people in her life that actually seems to appreciate who she is and who she is trying to be. While she enjoys chasing and getting chased by boys (and occasionally girls), the soft-spoken, intelligent leader who believes in her has her heart all wrapped up. From her point of view, he saved her from the lifeless path her existence was about to follow when they first met.

Street Punk Serenade: Delinquent Days

hooray! I'll put my character in the thing. I assume she's accepted because she's mentioned in the Minato story?