Guardians -Welcome to the Wild Wild West

Gideon said:
Karma:
A cascade of giggles greets the end of Lucy’s question “I’m not telling, I don’t need the competition.” A shower of soap bubbles fall down on you as Sandra blows bubbles through her hand. “You know Kevin would only play with yourself at home. Although the tabloids could be fun with the picture of you twice….” Arcing her hands through the air in the big head line motion “Lucy’s secret twin! Fights to save identity.” The charming little innocent smile pops up again and then some giggles.

"I am so not your competition for the guys on our team, I mean, I don't really see anything very interesting about them. We have Jock boy, A 30 something married guy, a shapeshifting perv, some dude who is all armor and bad attitude, and then Lindsy's brother Steve. The world is bigger then just the guys on this team. It'd be easier if we were allowed to go out partying and were in New York or LA, or something, but I'll find a new toy boy somewhere, maybe one of these army boys, they're all like clean cut, in great shape, and can take orders." she Lucy jokes, winking at Sandra. She shampoos her hair a second time, this time making sure to get every bit of it, wishing she had conditioner, and all of her own bath products. Vanilla and Lvender were her favorites, and she had the real stuff, made from flowers, with even rich scents. "I think we'll have to stock this place with some better stuff. This stuff that they have for us to use is just not up to snuff."

Lucy sighs at Sandra's joking about Carbon, "Thats what I'm afraid of, I don't want to even think about him making himself look like me and then going out and doing just random people, or even playing with himself, er me, its gross. I don't even want to think about the tabloids." she says with a shudder.
 

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Tornado, 4/4 4/4 0/S 0/L wind shield +8

"What the heck?" Travis says and stops moving although he must spin to stay aloft. He waits for the battle suits to approach.

ooc: Are they government issue? part of this group or something more sinister?
 

“Frankentstein is part mutant, part machine. He showed up maybe 4 months ago and seems to have a real hard on for killing mutants. 80 dead and most were civilians. It don’t care about innocents either. Kills the mutant and their family. Not just killing either, real psycho” His face blanches pretty pale.

“The Cats rumbled with him and his ‘bots something fierce. Took down 5 of ours before we sunk him. We took 20 suits. 20 F$%&ing suits! Planted him into the ocean, thought we had him, nope. Two days later ‘nother mutant and family shredded, I don’t know how to stop this thing. Maybe you guys can. His ‘bots won’t be trouble for yall.”
"I aint seen nothin' about that in the news. Then again, I usually have my head in an engine. Sounds like quite a piece of work. I don't really look forward to the briefings on this fellah. Folks better have a strong stomach it sounds huh? Well, Ed," Linda says without letting her smile fade. "I really need to tug on somethin' more comfortable," she says, clapping the man on his shoulder as she heads towards the locker room. "Thanks for the advice and the intel. See ya at the barbeque later, Sarge, unless you are gettin' briefed in the war room in a bit."

Poking her head back around the corner after going in, she adds, "You'll have to introduce me to those Wildcats of yers later. Sound like a tough lot."

Walking up to her locker, she plops down on the bench and starts tugging off her suit. "Damn sight... ugh... easier to... mmf... get into... grrr, leggo... than out of," she huffs with a grin. Finally kicking the offending outfit off, she gives it a few stomps for good measure. "I win!" she says, laughing and kicking the spandex thing into the bottom of her locker. "So, whatcha think of all that there Lindsey?" she asks the telepath cheerfully, wrapping a towel around herself and walking over by the girl. "Hey, cowpoke," she says, nudging the daydreaming girl and plopping down next to her. "Whatcha think of that VR doohickey?"
 

Carbon:
Your shower is interrupted multiple times as your attempts to recreate Mason’s “stall” come crashing down around you.

“What are you doing over there, pervo? Next time you copy Diva girl could you wait to drop her form until after you get in here and shower. Uhhggg, uhhhgggg…” The sounds of um…wet appendage on wet appendage greet you for a second and then a hail of laughter at your gasp of shock. The stall next to you stops, a few seconds later Mason scurries by over to his locker.

“What is it zombie day at Avalon? Stumpy? Speedy?....oh boy.” Mason’s mocking voice reaches you as you try to get your screen back up.

Karma:
“Hehehehe…by all accounts you like the older men, missy. Who cares about those rich brats or pansy celeb boys? I want someone who can save the damn world.”

Sandra waves the shampoo bottle in front of her face “Are you calling our handlers cheap? I mean this stuff has to cost at least, what 40 cents.”

That hot shower water does feel good, very relaxing.

Tornado:
The three suits stop some 30 feet away and you once again feel like someone just walked on your grave. They just scanned, me!

The ringing metallic voice cuts through the external radio “Afternoon, 2nd Lt”. The speaker and radio link can’t completely hide the sardonic tone of the man’s voice.

Longhorn:
A wave and a “Sure thing” from Sgt. Brano follow you into the girl’s locker room.

You hear Lucy and Sandra cheerfully discussing boys amidst the slapping of drops of water on the linoleum.

Lindsey doesn’t seem to notice you until you give her a little nudge. Giving a big start she looks at you with some fear in her eyes for only a moment until she smiles. With her suit somewhat unzipped and her hair settled back the jagged scar stands prominently against her slightly pinkish skin.

Sorry Lin, you snuck up on me. The VR thing is okay. It moves people.” A look of intense thought goes across her face. ”How bout you?”
 

"Nah, oldermen just get tired too fast," Lucy jokes as she shuts off the faucet, "I'd rather not be with some guy old enough to be my dad or anything, who wants a super-hero for a boyfriend, they wouldn't ever give you any 'us time', it'd all be about going off to do their duty and stuff. I just want a boy I can party with for now, theres no law or anything that says that the next guy you date is the one your going to end up with. Hey, tell you what, next time there is an award show, you and me can go in our uniforms and check out all the guys, what do you think? Would that be fun? You, Me, Lindsy, and Linda, the four of us. We can wear dress uniforms, and everything, cause you know what they say about people girls in uniforms." She jokes.

Lucy heads back into the main locker area and grabs a towel from her locker. The starlet towels herself dry, and then gets dressed again, doing something to the faux fatigue pants that turns them from pants, into a fairly short pair of shorts. She puts the halter top back on and then on come the fluffy fur boots. Once she's done getting dressed, Lucy lies down flat on one of the benches, puting her arms back behind her head as a pillow. She lounges, looking up at the ceiling. "Just tell me when you guys are all ready to go, and we'll think of something to do until we can get some food."
 

Tornado, 4/4 4/4 0/S 0/L wind shield +8

I've got a rank? Travis thinks. "What is this all about? Why did you.... Oh. Restricted air space. ahm sorry I forgot where I was." He heads down and stops spinning. "Drop by the house after duty My wife and I would love to meet the people on base."
 

Sorry Lin, you snuck up on me. The VR thing is okay. It moves people.
"Snuck up?" Linda says with a lopsided grin. "I sure aint been accused of sneakin' up on nobody before."

How bout you?
"I aint really all that impressed with their choice of first go-round. I'd've liked a warm-up so we coulda got to know everyone's powers first, rather than getting tossed into mayhem. Other than your nifty trick with the mind talkin' and getting me woke up the first time, and knowin' how a few folks move, I aint got a bloody clue what people can acutally do," she says, scratching her head. "Somethin' about being flat on my back an' all. Go figure!"

"Just tell me when you guys are all ready to go, and we'll think of something to do until we can get some food."
"Sorry, girls, but I aint gonna be able to join yall. I kinda let Colonel Savage know I wasn't too impressed with their choice of VR scenario to start us all off with, so I gotta go get reminded of the chain of command," she grins. "Or somethin' like that. The Colonel wants to see me in about twenty minutes anyway," she says, getting up. "C'mon girl," she says, messing with Lindsey's hair on her way by. "It's a battle to get that dang suit off in the first place; get a wiggle on or ya aint even gonna make the barbeque later," she says cheerfully as she heads into the shower to get cleaned up.
 

Lightspeed, 4/4, 0S/0L

After the VR exercise, Chris heads to the showers with the rest of the guys. He keeps up a fairly steady stream of light conversation, but seems to have part of his mind on something else. He showers quickly, and as he's getting dressed, shouts out to the others "Hey, guys, anyone interested in hunting down some snacks? Using my powers always makes me feel hungry - I think it could be a metabolic issue with the energy conversion. Plus, I kind of want to have a wander around this base."
 

Brandon Laine (Phoenix) 4/4 0/S 0/L Armor +8

'Definitely need to talk to someone about getting a special shower stall, or something,' Brandon thought. 'Gotta clean under the armor, otherwise it's just not good.'

Unknown said:
“Damn, she’s killer. Wow, somebody likes it hot and not in a good way. Bye bye tax payers dollars.” The voice is masculine has a similar accent to that of Sandra.

When he heard someone's voice, Brandon leaned down and grabbed the armor and slipped it on. While doing so, he said, "Yeah, one of the hazards of being me. This and fire alarms are the two bigger pains in my butt."

'That and healing the scalding on my skin when I'm done,' Brandon added thoughtfully.
 

Synchronicity said:
"Hey, guys, anyone interested in hunting down some snacks? Using my powers always makes me feel hungry - I think it could be a metabolic issue with the energy conversion. Plus, I kind of want to have a wander around this base."
Kevin, still recovring from the embarassment of his actions, compounded by Mason's joking, hears Chris and snaps out of it.

"Sounds like a great idea. I'll go with you."

The look on Kevin's face suggests he's already prepared himself for Chris to tell him he doesn't want him along.
 

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