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 Posted: Thu Oct 15, 2009 4:13 am
I've taken a liking to doing photo manipulations... I'll post the pretty one's I make here, and also take requests. ^_^
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Posted: Wed Apr 06, 2011 11:51 am
I am temperamental
And I have imperfections
And I am emotional
I am unpredictable, I am naked
I am vulnerable, I am a woman Code Name: Siren
Team: Alpha
Location: Towards the Student Lounge
Ability: Sound Manipulation
Singing: Desnudate... █║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█║  
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 7:30 pm
I thought I'd give this edit thing a shot. So this is for lulz; no one take it too personally.
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Posted: Tue Jul 03, 2012 5:44 am
 ❤ Ｔｅａｍ: ALPHA ❤ Ｌｏｃａｔｉｏｎ: OUTSIDE ❤  The songstress wiped tears from her cheeks as she listened to the song playing back at her through the head phones… It wasn’t particularly beautiful, nor was it very well recorded. To be honest, she sounded a little flat in the last verse. What made her tremble with silent sobs was the simple fact that she couldn’t stop her heart from breaking everytime she took a breath. She’d taken to holding it for as long as she could. Which, with her expanded lung capacity, was quite a long time. It was a temporary fix…That definitely, didn’t last long enough.
It was over. They, were over.
So many years of fighting for one another—And for what? For it all to crash down in flames…As if it had never meant anything at all. Gideon had made so much progress over the years… But still…Not enough to know when his girlfriend was falling apart. Not enough to be able to trust her.
In the end… It just wasn’t enough.
The fight they’d had…That wasn’t how she’d wanted that conversation to go. Her suggestion would have been space. Time, to talk about the things that were driving a wedge between them. She felt ashamed and guilty for striking him… She shouldn’t have. She truly shouldn’t have. For that, when she could face him… She would apologize.
But she wouldn’t ask for forgiveness for what she’d said. It had been the truth. If he thought she could ever use him…Use anyone like that…He never knew her at all.
Her comm went off, the sound of Thomas’ voice meeting her ears…Of course, he would want to check her hand. Elixir had made short work of the worst of it as Scott’s behest. Isabella’s voice was soft, quiet, and broken. “All right Tom…You can check it after lunch.”
Bella hadn’t thought to look for her keys yet. She also didn’t recall giving them up to Blake… But she did know she needed to find some way to thank him for taking care of her. He was always…So good to her, when she needed it most.
It wasn’t long before she heard the sounds of metal hitting the earth from above ground. Her head tilted upward, curious…Only for blazingly loud alarms to start going off. Her hands flew over her ears, on top of the headphones as her vision blurred for a moment. A sonic boom formed around her in an instant, pushing outward, shattering the glass in the recording studio…Breaking most of the equipment to smithereens.
Normally she had better control—The destruction in the room surprised her as the sound board sparked. Not a moment later, her comm went off. Most of it was static, as if something was interfering with communication. “Siren…. the Alpha’s…. down.”
Feeling her heart tighten with what the incomplete message meant, she forced the broken and blocked door open with an equally vicious sonic scream. Property damage was something she liked to avoid…But the sound booth was already in shambles. And whatever was going on topside…
Moments later found hers staring out an oversized window in the lounge, not having said a word to any of the occupants—Including Thomas, Lillian, Tara or Blake. Her emerald eyes remained wide and surprised. Emma’s voice echoed in her head, like it had for most of the rest of the student body. Fear etched through her…Most students wouldn’t know what they were looking at… But Isabella did.
The mother of an old friend had been killed by one of these things on Genosha…As well as millions of other mutants. “Sentinels…”
Most knew the word. Few knew what they actually looked like. These were larger. Much larger.
“s**t.”
Isabella rarely swore. Anyone on her team would know that. No matter the situation…No matter the reason. Her eyes turned back to the quartet in the room, spotting a dark haired girl in the Game Room, Gracie. “Thomas—Go get her. Stay away from the windows.” Not like staying out of sight would help. The girl definitely had to be a new Omega…She knew her face…But her name alluded her. Outside, she could hear some of her Alpha’s already in the fray…Hear the mechanical voice totally blow Leonardo’s cover.
“s**t.”
There weren’t enough X-Men on base for a full scale attack. The Phoenix and the Professor were gone…Storm was with them. Cyclops, Frost, Wolverine, Shadowcat, Gambit, Marvel Girl, Beast, Forge, Nightcrawler and Cannonball came to mind immediately. Psylocke and Colossus would default to protecting the elementary students in the danger room…Most of the other X-MEN were off campus, working on the problems in New York caused by the Registration Act.
Pressing her comm she rang Scott. Reception was better when she wasn’t in the sub levels. But still, not great. “Cyclops—Some of the Alpha’s are already fighting… Once they’ve targeted them they aren’t going to back down. There’s nothing to do but retaliate.”
Isabella swore as Scott again told her to hold her position and stay out of sight…He ordered her to pull the Alpha’s off the field…How could she, when the robots would barrel right through the mansion? Her eyes fell to Blake…Wondering if he remembered as clearly as she did. Her lips pressed into a thin line and she sighed slowly, trying to keep from imagining the color her mentors face was about to turn… “Scott…I’m sorry.”
Glancing at the dark haired girl that she’d sent Thomas to grab, she bit her lip…Wishing she wasn’t chucking her into this kind of situation. “I’m Bella…And I’m sorry ahead of time., I can’t remember your name off hand. This is not going to be a good day. There enemies outside that are really… Hazardous.”
“You have two choices…Come outside with us…Or head down to the Danger Room where it’s a little more secure. You’re not on my team…But staying on the upper levels alone wouldn’t be safe. Fair warning...Fighting might get you in trouble with Emma.”
Nodding her head to the two men and three women, she turned towards the door…Holding her hands in front of her so they couldn’t see them shake. Bella had suffered from nightmares for years, the last time she’d come into contact with these things…”Tara, Lillian—If our new friend decides to accompany us…Please keep an eye out for her.”
Speaking into the comm, she gave her orders that directly countermanded those of the the Headmaster and the Headmistress. “Alpha’s—This is an update. We will be mobilizing outside in the courtyard. Do NOT engage one of the robots alone. They are armed, and dangerous.”
"...Put me to the test - I'll prove that I am strong..."
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Posted: Mon Jul 09, 2012 3:43 am
Team: Omega
Location: Kitchen
Thinking: "This edit is pink. Dear God. Angel was snorting skittles."  The songstress wiped tears from her cheeks as she listened to the song playing back at her through the head phones… It wasn’t particularly beautiful, nor was it very well recorded. To be honest, she sounded a little flat in the last verse. What made her tremble with silent sobs was the simple fact that she couldn’t stop her heart from breaking everytime she took a breath. She’d taken to holding it for as long as she could. Which, with her expanded lung capacity, was quite a long time. It was a temporary fix…That definitely, didn’t last long enough. It was over. They, were over. "So many years of fighting for one another—And for what? For it all to crash down in flames…As if it had never meant anything at all. Gideon had made so much progress over the years… But still…Not enough to know when his girlfriend was falling apart. Not enough to be able to trust her." In the end… It just wasn’t enough. The fight they’d had…That wasn’t how she’d wanted that conversation to go. Her suggestion would have been space. Time, to talk about the things that were driving a wedge between them. She felt ashamed and guilty for striking him… She shouldn’t have. She truly shouldn’t have. For that, when she could face him… She would apologize. But she wouldn’t ask for forgiveness for what she’d said. It had been the truth. If he thought she could ever use him…Use anyone like that…He never knew her at all. Her comm went off, the sound of Thomas’ voice meeting her ears…Of course, he would want to check her hand. Elixir had made short work of the worst of it as Scott’s behest. Isabella’s voice was soft, quiet, and broken. “All right Tom…You can check it after lunch.” Bella hadn’t thought to look for her keys yet. She also didn’t recall giving them up to Blake… But she did know she needed to find some way to thank him for taking care of her. He was always…So good to her, when she needed it most. But she wouldn’t ask for forgiveness for what she’d said. It had been the truth. If he thought she could ever use him…Use anyone like that…He never knew her at all. Her comm went off, the sound of Thomas’ voice meeting her ears…Of course, he would want to check her hand. Elixir had made short work of the worst of it as Scott’s behest. Isabella’s voice was soft, quiet, and broken. “All right Tom…You can check it after lunch.” Bella hadn’t thought to look for her keys yet. She also didn’t recall giving them up to Blake… But she did know she needed to find some way to thank him for taking care of her. He was always…So good to her, when she needed it most. "Enter Kitchy Quote Here: Angel may give this another shot. Because she fears Tara will find it ugly. >.> -- For some reason, pink became a theme."
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Posted: Sun Aug 05, 2012 4:27 am
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Posted: Sun Aug 05, 2012 4:52 am
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