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Post by death on Jul 11, 2009 21:16:01 GMT
Anastasia walked along the sidewalk wearing her classic all black attire, holding a book in one hand and a journal in the other. About thirty minutes ago, she had just gotten out of school and was now just roaming the city looking for something to do. Her black backpack resting on her back, making clanking sounds with every heavy step. Inside was a bunch of cans of hair spray and other objects of that nature along with the usual school books. Ana was bored as heck right now and contemplating on what the heck she wanted to do to pass the time. Maybe she could just chill out at a local shop and read the book she was totting around, or write some exciting stories or her dark poetry. Those things would be fun, but something else would be even more fun.
She wasn't planning on being a hairdresser or something of that nature so the hair spray cans had to serve another purpose. Ana was now standing in front of a small floral shop, a smile formed on her face. She took off her backpack positioning it in front of her and unzipped it. She put away the book and journal exchanging them for a can of spray. "Well this should be very entertaining," she said to herself while zipping up the pack and putting it back on. Ana began shaking up the can then fished out a small black lighter from her pocket. With a slight chuckle, she sparked a light then held the spray over the open flame, aiming it towards an assortment of bouquets. "Burn baby burn." Ana pressed down on the nozzle releasing the spray which fed the open flame creating a makeshift flamethower. She laughed as the fire set the flowers ablaze. Arson is so much fun.
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Post by Pestilence on Jul 13, 2009 2:14:10 GMT
It was very unusual for the pink-haired mutant to be out of the mansion, but Megan had been feeling particulary bored earlier.... and there was a little flower shop that she knew of and that she enjoyed going to. Her pink hair was easy enough to explain- after all, people died their hair all the time, right? And her solid black eyes were hidden behind a pair of pink sunglasses.
Her wings, however, were another story- she hid them under a white trenchcoat that she had brought for the sole purpose of going out into public.
And if anyone were to see her wings? Well, she'd just dust them and they'd start hallucinating and that would be the end of it.
Pixie was distracted, though, by the scent of smoke- she raced around the corner to the store to see some girl shooting hairspray and light the plants on fire!
"Stop!" she cried out angrily. "Stop that right now!"
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Post by death on Jul 13, 2009 18:30:55 GMT
Lighting these insignificant flowers up was very entertaining for Ana. She laughed hysterically as the pedestrians tried to avoid her and some even yelled for her to stop. She just looked at them and laughed in their faces. Done with this batch, she mover on her to the next flowerbed and set them up in flames. She didn't really know why, but arson was fun for her and relaxing. Weird indeed. Ana looked to her right as she heard someone yell at her to stop. It was a young girl with big, pink sunglasses on and a white trenchcoat. That pink hair of hers was already annoying Ana.
"Run along little girl, I don't want to have to turn this fire on you." She was not afraid to engage in conflict of any kind. "Now piss off befor I change my mind." Ana set blaze to a beautiful row of bright red roses, laughing as the sky around them started to thicken with black smoke.
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Post by Pestilence on Aug 15, 2009 17:20:00 GMT
"Stop it." Megan repeated, clenching her hands into fists. She ran forwards, grabbing a bucket of water and tossing it over the burning roses in an attempt to smother the fire. Her sunglasses fell off her face and clattered to the floor, but she ignored them.
"I won't let you do this!" she said, whirling around and facing Ana again.
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Post by death on Aug 15, 2009 21:57:59 GMT
Alright this little girl was starting to get really annoying. When she tossed a bucket of water onto the burning plants, Ana almost flipped right then and there, but she didn't... completely. The dark haired girl frowned at the little one for a moment before pointing the can at her. The girl's glasses fell off her face revealing those solid black eyes. For a moment Ana was thrown off until she realized that the girl must be a mutant as well.
"I told you to backoff moron." She smirked at this before igniting the flame and blasting the hairspray through it once more, only aiming it at the girl this time.
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Post by Pestilence on Aug 15, 2009 23:34:38 GMT
Crap, her sunglasses fell off..... but the girl wasn't surprised by her solid black eyes. Megan knew that normally, most people would be muttering about the demon-child, or something.
Could this girl have been a mutant as well? But really, what were the chances of that? After all, there weren't that many mutants in the world.
But now.... the crazy girl was aiming the hairspray at her! Megan
'meep'ed, then dived forwards to the ground, covering her head. She glanced behind her with a frown- her white jacket had caught on fire! She rolled to the side and she scrambled out of it, tossing it to the side.
Her rainbow wings unfurled from her back as she stood up from the ground. Yeah, this was bad. This was very bad, she was going to need to Pixie Dust everyone after this! She may even have to call the Professor and he was gonna be soo upset with her...
"I am not a moron." she replied, crossing her arms.
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Post by Polaris on Aug 17, 2009 21:13:32 GMT
Sha-Krsk~!!!
The sound of flame and chemicals splashing, literally, against a solidified object filled the air. Removed with time, small collections of smoke would depart to reveal the one behind said object: an obviously ticked off woman with green hair, interrupted from her monthly visit to the Big Apple for shopping and other necessities.
"You waste not only your talents... " she began, tone firm and condescending. Very much like an owner to it's dog. "... but time." Only this particular canine was much mangier and less docile than most breeds, but it made it easier to put down if necessary. "My time at that, and on what? This... helpless beauty?"
Zrr-Sht~!
Crackling with life, the electro-magnetic fields surrounding Lorna Lehnsherr's body beckoned to her command. In just a few moments, enough energy would have been collected to do only God - and Lorna - knows what. The mean time, the Mistress of Magnetism would raise her right arm, palm open and fingers extended in a 'stop' gesture. However, this was not a means of indicating a cease and desist, it was a forewarning to the darker haired woman.
Zrr-Sht~!
"... Turn around, and leave."
First warning...
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Post by death on Aug 19, 2009 22:54:51 GMT
Wow.... were those little fairy wings sticking from the girls back? This chick was a mutant for sure no doubt about it now. Ana wondered what the girl's powers were, flight no doubt. She raised an eyebrow and just stared at her, she didn't really know what to say to the girl. Part of her wanted to just walk away because it seemed a little strange fighting a fairy. Then again the damn thing ruined her fun and had to pay for that. Before she could react in whatever way she was, another person joined the scene. This one was even more annoying with her high and mighty attitude.
Now that was something that Anastasia just could not stand at all. The woman stuck up her hand demanding that she turn and leave the area. "I don't know who the fuck you think you are, but you will not boss me around." Ana tossed the hairspray aside and placed the lighter back in her pocket. She then took off her backpack and placed it on the ground beside her. "Now piss the fuck off, both of you!"
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