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 Posted: Sun Nov 29, 2015 11:27 am
There standing at the altar inside of Las Vegas was a girl with pale acid skin, bleached hair with pink and blue, a smile that only a trouble maker could put on, most importantly was the elegant and beautiful dress the girl was wearing. “ Ahh me and mistah J are gonna live happily ever after” Harley said waiting on the Joker to arrive even though he was already a hour and a half late.A man dressed up as a singer known by the name of Elvis had a book of rules that was strictly towards marriage, he slowly approached Harley he put on hand on her shoulder and spoke as his lip curled. “ Look here little lady ya’ll can reschedule if need be” Harley looked up at the man took his hand and flipped him over her shoulder, as he landed on the ground Harley put her foot up to his throat and smiled. “ Don’t ever touch me again or I’ll kill you asswipe, and secondly mistah J will be here I just know it plus it’s only nine in the morning pal” Not no more than five minutes afterwards the Joker had called Harley, she quickly answered. “ HARLEY WHERE ARE YOU AT! I NEED YOU TAKE CARE OF SOMETHING FOR ME! YOU BEST EXPLAIN YOURSELF RIGHT NOW OR YOU'RE GETTING ANOTHER BEATING!” The Joker was beyond livid and Harley could tell. “Well hiya too puddins, I’m at this old dumb where WE’RE suppose to be getting married today. You didn’t forget did ya.” There was a slight pause in the Joker’s breath.. The he started to cackle “ Oh Harley I only sent you there because I thought the place was gonna blow up! But since it didn’t you can come back and take care of my work now! Besdies Harls you know be better than that I'm not a clown so therefore I don't need to have someone else there to screw my life up. You already do that enough but adore it, Now I was not joking around get back here now!” The Joker had just told Harley that she was basiclyuseless and just a joke to do his dirty work. Harley was upset the Joker had played his last joke on her for the last time. Sniffle, Harley started to shred a few tears! “Screw you puddins! I’m done.” Harley threw her phone at the wall, she took her gun out from underneath her dress and started to shoot up the altar. Out of the six other people that was in the altar at time one survived, it was Elvis. Harley began to walk out of the building until she looked behind her and saw the man was crawling under the seats. “ Ah Ah Ah you should have stayed put and kept your mouth shut Mr! Harley drew her gun back out and shot the man right between his eyes. Harley broke into someone's car and took off to the airport. Before entering the airport Harley ripped her wedding dress and walked in wearing the clothes she had underneath, She knew that she didn’t have a passport, ticket, and that she wasn’t allowed on with a high crime record like hers so she took out her gun and placed it inside of the man’s backpack who was in front of her. When the man in front of her walked into security, alarms started to go off, people were screaming because they were scared. Which gave Harley the perfect time to run past everyone onto the plane. The planned worked but there was a catch the plane was a six hour ride all the way to Jamaica, Harley didn’t know anything about it until the flight attendant said on the speakers. ‘ Ladies and gentlemen sit back and relax and please but your seat belts on, we're about to take off to Jamaica and this will be around a six to seven hour flight so please don’t be afraid to ask for a drink I can already tell some of you need one.” Harley had never been on a plane before so she had no clue what to expect, she was pushing all the buttons she could,kicking peoples seat,ordering food and plenty of drinks, asking a lot of questions, many of the adults thought she was a child from the way she was acting. Harley snuck off to the control room and turned off all the lights, she ran back laughing and hitting everyone's back of the head, before the emergency lights came on, Harley broke open a few suitcases and stole what she could which included a watch, around three hundred and nine dollars, and a pocket knife.Putting everything back where it was in the dark Harley ran back to her seat and acted as if she was a sleep the whole time. After a long six and a half hours Harley jumped up real quick when the plane landed and pushed everyone out of her way so that she could be the first one off. Beep beep coming through, so move out of my way or get punched.. Gosh people are so rude” Harley smiled as the plane doors opened, her eyes widened up and she took off towards the smell of hot dogs. There by the beach was a hot dog stand, Harley ran to it. “ Well why aren't you a pretty girl, you seem knew around here. Would you like a hot dog? it’s free just for you” The man behind the cart was trying real hard to hit on Harley even offering his own personal hot dog. Harley giggled and batted her eyelashes “ Why thank ya hun! I musta forgot my money opps, but if you insist on giving me one for free I would like just ketchup with it.” The man seemed very confuse but got the hint that she was not interested for his “hot dog” the man smiled faintly and handed her the hot dog. taking the hot dog and smiling at the man harley waved goodbye and stuffed her mouth full. Before settling where she was going to break in to spend the night at Harley saw the beach and headed towards it. “ Oh boy! I’ve only seen these type of things on mistah J’s broken TV. Ah Mistah J, wonder how's he doin about now? I sure do miss the fella.” Harley stated to go off and daydream about her puddin's but then remembered all the awful things he had done to her in the past. She shook her head and stole a pair of sunglasses up off the beach, a towel and an umbrella. Harley set the umbrella up, laid the towel out and put the glasses on, took off her shirt to reveal her bright red bra, and decided she was going to take a nap. “ Ahh today has been one hella of a day.” She said curling up in a bawl enjoying the sun from inside of the shade.
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Posted: Mon Nov 30, 2015 4:00 am
It had been quite some time since Furious returned to his home land. The Island of Jamaica. A Beautiful paradise! The sights, smells and sounds of this place that seemed like a world away from civilization. His family estate was in a private area in a cove that was well protected by the Fist Of The Black Lion Jamaican posse. The Security force that was commanded by his Father, Lucifer Lyron Styles. A Government career politician, A Senator of Parliment and a very very wealthy man. Most of The Styles Family financial gains came from exports of goods and services. Many services dealing in espionage,political assassinations and a host of other secretive services that the world knew nothing about. Not even his own son Furious knew how deep the dealings of his father went. His Father was a strong and proud man, who did love his family and the preservation of The Styles family bloodline was all that mattered and the continuation of The Pact made long ago with the Patron Gods his family has worshiped for generations past. The Family was well connected in world matters as well as being the defacto First family of The Island even though his father never had aspirations for running the country nor being The Governor-General of Jamaica.Lucifer believed in being a King Maker, He would rather be the power behind the throne, and He was good at what He he did. As Lucifer walked down to the private beach area where his son was lying in the sun basking in its glow. He spoke out to his offspring as it had been a long time since they had spoken. Furious did not alert his Father he had returned.He was alerted to his son presence by the personal handmaidens known as The Breath Of The Black Lion, Chosen women skilled in the arts of the arcane and defense, they were a ceremonial betrothed/bodyguards of The Styles Family Master Orisha Houngan Asogwe Priest Who at this current time was Furious, after the mantle was passed to him by his recently deceased Grandfather Lyron Toussaint Styles who was killed in the great magical battle a while back by villain known as The Visitor! Lucifer approached his son and after a moment of silence finally spoke to him
" My son, You have finally returned from your forced exile, How is My Grandson and your betrothed? I trust they have not come back with you?" Furious took in a deep breath before replying and careful chose his words. Although very close to his father, Furious did not like the dark dealings his father was supposedly involved in or so the rumors that were abound. Furious placed a cool drink he had in his hand on a tray beside him, as his always loyal Butler-Valet Mr. Julius who never left his side took the tray and walked back towards the main house, as he passed Lucifer He nodded towards him as He knew from his many years of serving the Styles family like his father did before him and his father father's did. he knew that It was about to be a very important discussion between the two of them. Mr. Julius ordered the Breath Of The Black Lion handmaidens away from the area as they were always present when Furious was home. It was their sworn ancestral duty to protect the one the loved and cared for and protected. As the handmaidens all went back to the main estate it seemed as if they walked on air, their feet seemed to never touch the ground. They wore dark green emerald and gold accented outfits and their very beautiful faces were always covered, when they spoke, it sounded like a beautiful whisper or the flapping of butterfly wings on the wind. At certain points around the estate, stood the ever watchful eyes of The Fist of The Black Lion security forces. You never knew when they were around as they remained silent and deadly, dedicated to protecting The Styles Family. As Furious rose up from his beach chair. His chiseled dark brown body glistened in the sun. He turned to his father and said "It tis good to see you as well father, however, I sense a tone in your voice that you wish to discuss something with me? Well Father, what do you wish to speak about?"
Lucifer's voice took a dark tone as he asked "Why have you not seen your Mother yet Furious? She has been sick with worry since you and your family departed. Things have been in an upheaval since My father's death at the hands of the enemy. Why have you not avenged your Grandfather's death at the hands of this monster? The Orisha have asked for Justice yet you have not been listening to their demands that you deal with this threat! I want answers My son, and I want them now! Furious eyes lowered and he never disrespected his father, but he knew that this situation was much more complicated than it seemed. He knew that their enemy was out there but his presence was masked from Furious, he could not sense him anywhere. He knew that soon this being would strike and Furious had to be ready when it did. He then placed a hand on his Father's shoulder to reassure him that things would work out "Father, there are a many things that you are not aware of. This being that Grandfather and I faced was a being of unimaginable arcane powers. I am very sure who ever this being prays to, these dark Gods of his rival our own or may even surpass them. I have studied this tome that this being wants to get his hands on, and Father, it is no ordinary tome. It is The Tome Father, It is what is known as The Necronomicon. a Book of vile darkness that can summon beings from beyond, Beings of powers so dark that very foundations of creation could collapse. Father I can not keep this book, for a fear it may taint my soul. That is why I need to find a man named John Constantine. I believe he can help me to protect this book from falling in the wrong hands. But Father, Why was I never told about this book before. It had been in Grandfather's possession for many years. How did he manage to keep this book hidden for so long? It had been sitting in My now destroyed New Orleans sanctum for years now. I had no idea Grandfather even placed it there. Why was I not told?"
Furious father then turned away and faced the sea and spoke "I can not begin to explain the reason why My father did the actions he did. He was a very mysterious man Furious. All My life I thought I would be the one who would be the next Master Houngan of this family but when My own father told me as a teenager that the Orisha deemed that I was to be passed over for My first born son, I accepted that fact, and I left the world that you both lived in, this world of magic. yes, I have a minimal talent for it but not even on the level of someone such as you or my father. I was disappointed when I heard that I was not worthy to have the mantle but I have always honored the pact and made sure you left home at the age of 5 yrs to train and study with other masters around the world. Your Mother was disappointed when I agreed to do so, It did strain our relationship for a time, but I think the fact you have grown so much is worth it.However, this does not excuse the fact you have not avenged your Grandfather. His soul has gone to join our ancestors and he is with the Orisha. But cries for justice must be met My Son. I expect you to handle this." Furious lowered his head as he spoke "I understand father and I shall avenge him but now is not the time for vengeance. I must handle this matter delicately My father, I promise you, I shall deal with this, but please let me handle this in my own way. That is all I ask." His Father now facing him then replied "Alright My Son, I shall take your word on this and let you handle this matter, if you wish any help in anyway I shall provide everything needed. Now I have some meetings at Parliament that I must attend. So please see your Mother and bring back that Beautiful Wife of Yours and My Grandson, it is time they returned home. We are safe here My Son. Magical wards have been placed all about the estate and the security forces are ready to protect this family, besides Your Mother wants to see them both, she misses them dearly. You know how she feels about Ana, That Ana is a lovely woman and you chose wisely. I was not too keen on you marrying an outsider but The Orisha apparently know something that we both do not, and she was brought into your life for a reason which I do not know why but as long as you are happy, then I am satisfied My Son. I hope you will remain for dinner tonight. Oh, by the way, Your Younger sister Taniyah is home as well. See that you don't influence her with these wild exploits of yours with that League of people you run around with. I did not approve of you creating that ring of power for her. She is way too young for such a responsibility! You should have thought this thing through My Son. The last thing I want is My daughter in harms way. Now, I must go, but I shall return, and I shall expect to see You and Her at dinner tonight!."
Furious watched as his father walked off and the handmaidens returned to remain at his side. Furious laid back down on his chair and stretched out and absorbed more of the beautiful sun that shown above, thinking about his beautiful Ana and his son Gabriel, and thought perhaps it is time they returned home.He also knew the reason why he gave the ring to Taniyah. She needed purpose and direction, and this was the one way he knew she would grow from a child into a young woman with some responsibility. Furious laid there in the sun to reflect on his Father's words
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2015 11:08 am
Who knew a class trip would be so fascinating. His first impression wasn't the best, when they first arrived Jamaica wasn't looking it's best but better weather was to thankfully be expected and today was that day. The beach was beautiful with it's piping hot sand and crystal blue water waves. Nine others came on the trip with him from Detroit, most of them coming to the beach for a chance to relax and make the most of their final moments with everyone after graduating.
Virgil, more so, was happy to have a break. Stopping metahumans and other Bang Babies was tough work, not to mention a new scenery he was taking in that was easily superior to the grey grimey cityscapes in Detroit. He planned to be himself, have fun, and live it up to the fullest. A needed relaxation was welcomed. He sat under an umbrella, it blocked off the sun from his torso and eyes leaving only his legs and down to be heated with the intense sunlight. He had to keep himself awake, tossing some loose change back and forth with a static cling.
"This is too perfect, nothing could go wr-" He sat up leaning on his left side. Of all the people here surpisingly one stood out. She was a rowdy character one he's only seen very few times. "Please tell me she doesn't have Bobo The Clown with her," He joked, trying not to think of the horrible things that would come while they're both together.
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Posted: Wed Dec 16, 2015 6:46 pm
Garfield followed the rest of the crew around the Jamaican beach, stunned by the beauty of the waters and the scenery which brought back memories. Growing up with scientists as parents, he used to travel to many exotic places like Africa, Brazil, etc simply to watch his parents study the green monkeys he got his powers from. Pretty freakish experience but HEY! it sure gave him some very memorable results.
As he chewed on some green apple Fruities, he notice his classmate Virgil dropping his loose change on the palm of his hand and turn to face the lady who was sun bathing. Beast Boy slid next to Virgil. "Whatcha looking at there pal?" he joked before getting a really good glimpse at the lady. "Oh snap, dude thats that joker chick. Out of all the places in the world who would of thought that we would end up in the same island as the wackos. You think her main man is around?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 21, 2015 11:53 am
Virgil balanced himself up right on his elbows, burrowing deep on the towel that rested on the sand. Sure enough past the glaring sun, it was infact Harley Quinn. He knew the Gotham crowd was pretty much insane, but bringing the mess that is her personality all the way to Jamaica seemed over the top; even for her. There had to be a better reason. He turned to Garfield, or Beast Boy as was the preferred name. He was glad he noticed too that this wasn't going to end up with everyone smiling and walking away from the hellstorm that she brought with her. "I don't even want to think about the Main Man, whoever wants to claim that title." Virgil's seen Lobo before, not exactly someone he wanted to deal with. The Joker on the other hand, though intimidating was a little easier to handle.
He's only encountered the villainess once or twice when in Gotham, the Joker only once and for good reason. Her characteristics stuck out like a sore thumb. The accent, the energetic attitude, and the willingness to do what she wanted. "It's not like she's gonna recognize us. I think it's safe to say that if this situation hits the fan, we'll have the upper hand." Virgil dropped the coins down as they bounced once off into the sand around them.
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Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2016 8:24 pm
Taniyah was never one to listen to rules, she didn't like to be told what to do and when to do it. Her mind lived outside the walls, and craved for adventure.
She dangled her feet off the pier she rested at and watched the waves crash into the shore. Her favorite sight was always the ocean. She smelled the salty air that calmed her body and soul, and admired the nature that surrounded her. She felt so connected with the Earth and for a brief moment, Taniyah began to forget about everything else in her life. Her thoughts came back to her and as she gazed into the glistening water, she began to think of her family and how they were. She wondered if they were upset with her for not listening to them, though she didn't feel too much guilt over anything really. She missed her brother most of all, and was mostly worried of his disappointment towards her. Taniyah shook her head and let out a deep sigh as she closed her eyes and continued to meditate on the lonely pier. "Soon, my brother." She whispered to herself.
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Posted: Wed Jan 06, 2016 3:47 am
TaniyahStyles Taniyah was never one to listen to rules, she didn't like to be told what to do and when to do it. Her mind lived outside the walls, and craved for adventure.
She dangled her feet off the pier she rested at and watched the waves crash into the shore. Her favorite sight was always the ocean. She smelled the salty air that calmed her body and soul, and admired the nature that surrounded her. She felt so connected with the Earth and for a brief moment, Taniyah began to forget about everything else in her life. Her thoughts came back to her and as she gazed into the glistening water, she began to think of her family and how they were. She wondered if they were upset with her for not listening to them, though she didn't feel too much guilt over anything really. She missed her brother most of all, and was mostly worried of his disappointment towards her. Taniyah shook her head and let out a deep sigh as she closed her eyes and continued to meditate on the lonely pier. "Soon, my brother." She whispered to herself.
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Posted: Wed Jan 06, 2016 12:19 pm
One arm stretched before the other in a repetitive motion as the refreshing wave collided against his body with every stroke. The young man submerged, enjoy his body truly indulging itself in the calming clear water as his legs kicked rapidly behind him with every push. Pressing his arms at his side, the figure seemed to take off like a rocket submerged beneath the water, leaving a stream of white foam in his wake. It had been some time since he came to the surface world or been contacted by the league itself...but it must have been important if Furious had reached out to him personally rather than the King. His aqua green pupils darted to his shoulders as the black markings began to illuminate with life, turning a bright blue as the water seemed to crackle with life around his form. Training under the magic tutelage of the Queen, the young man had gained numerous steps in the arcane arts but there was still much to learn especially with the knowledge of the Visitor and the magical might of the Styles family and the league still recovering. The coral covered sea floor gave true beauty to the ocean, illuminating the water itself with gorgeous colors. The radiating sun bringing a warm embrace to the waters as the young man closed his eyes, letting himself be truly taken in by the sea and its loving touch upon his gills. A particular sound caught his ears, though faint as if the collision of water and the sandy shores. His body seemed to act upon its on as he flipped to his back, spreading his limbs in attempt to slow his acceleration. The waves blasted against his arms, feeling like a concussive blow with each collision but in a few seconds, his feet touched upon the warm beach. The water would break, revealing a clean cut blonde fade followed by a pair of peering aqua green irises. The pupils scanned the shoreline before finding his target, the man that summoned him, Furious Styles. Stepping from the shore, Kaldur was in full presence before the beach as he made his way towards the man. "I am honored for the request, but may I ask the situation for such a 'reach out'?" The calming voice spoke out as the young Atlantean bowed before the lantern, acknowledging him with respect.
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Posted: Wed Jan 06, 2016 8:22 pm
Taniyah shook her head and smiled, "Jeez, no privacy in this family!" She softly laughed before saying, "I'm only joking. Eh! Dad'll get over the power ring thing, how could he stay mad at his sweet, lil' innocent baby girl, Hee-hee." She stretched herself out on the pier, lying her back down on the wooden planks, her hands comfortable resting behind her head. "I'll be there for dinner, I'm just leisurely enjoying nature with myself. You know me, I'm, ahh, a bit anti-social. Especially here...people act like I'm some kinda God's gift to Earth, a bloody object! Pshh, I'd rather watch paint dry then sit through being worshiped like a damn Christmas Tree. Anyways brother, I have missed you a lot. I've been really training hard with my ring, and I do believe you'd be impressed with how far I have progressed." Taniyah smiled ear to ear as she had become so far advance and knew her brother would be proud if he just saw what she could do.
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Posted: Thu Jan 07, 2016 3:06 am
Kaldur of Atlantis One arm stretched before the other in a repetitive motion as the refreshing wave collided against his body with every stroke. The young man submerged, enjoy his body truly indulging itself in the calming clear water as his legs kicked rapidly behind him with every push. Pressing his arms at his side, the figure seemed to take off like a rocket submerged beneath the water, leaving a stream of white foam in his wake. It had been some time since he came to the surface world or been contacted by the league itself...but it must have been important if Furious had reached out to him personally rather than the King. His aqua green pupils darted to his shoulders as the black markings began to illuminate with life, turning a bright blue as the water seemed to crackle with life around his form. Training under the magic tutelage of the Queen, the young man had gained numerous steps in the arcane arts but there was still much to learn especially with the knowledge of the Visitor and the magical might of the Styles family and the league still recovering. The coral covered sea floor gave true beauty to the ocean, illuminating the water itself with gorgeous colors. The radiating sun bringing a warm embrace to the waters as the young man closed his eyes, letting himself be truly taken in by the sea and its loving touch upon his gills. A particular sound caught his ears, though faint as if the collision of water and the sandy shores. His body seemed to act upon its on as he flipped to his back, spreading his limbs in attempt to slow his acceleration. The waves blasted against his arms, feeling like a concussive blow with each collision but in a few seconds, his feet touched upon the warm beach. The water would break, revealing a clean cut blonde fade followed by a pair of peering aqua green irises. The pupils scanned the shoreline before finding his target, the man that summoned him, Furious Styles. Stepping from the shore, Kaldur was in full presence before the beach as he made his way towards the man. "I am honored for the request, but may I ask the situation for such a 'reach out'?" The calming voice spoke out as the young Atlantean bowed before the lantern, acknowledging him with respect.
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Posted: Thu Jan 07, 2016 3:32 am
TaniyahStyles Taniyah shook her head and smiled, "Jeez, no privacy in this family!" She softly laughed before saying, "I'm only joking. Eh! Dad'll get over the power ring thing, how could he stay mad at his sweet, lil' innocent baby girl, Hee-hee." She stretched herself out on the pier, lying her back down on the wooden planks, her hands comfortable resting behind her head. "I'll be there for dinner, I'm just leisurely enjoying nature with myself. You know me, I'm, ahh, a bit anti-social. Especially here...people act like I'm some kinda God's gift to Earth, a bloody object! Pshh, I'd rather watch paint dry then sit through being worshiped like a damn Christmas Tree. Anyways brother, I have missed you a lot. I've been really training hard with my ring, and I do believe you'd be impressed with how far I have progressed." Taniyah smiled ear to ear as she had become so far advance and knew her brother would be proud if he just saw what she could do.
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Posted: Fri Jan 08, 2016 11:00 pm
FuriousStyles I am hoping Ana returns soon. I am going to contact her and inform her it is safe to return. Suddenly a low, lying fog bank rolled in. Covering not only the surface of the ocean's waters but the beach front too. The surrounding blue sky took on the color of whites and grays as the environment's temperature began to drop drastically. An abrupt climate change made the tropical weather turn slightly colder within a fraction of several minutes. The locals no doubt would know something was up, for the hot tropical temperatures to drop suddenly without so much of a warning from the news. Made the locals weary. A possible threat? Attack? No one knew for sure. The heavy, air seemed to linger in a hovering pattern around those closest to Furious. At first, nothing emerged out from the fog. As if a spell had gone awry. Which should make people be aware that something was aloof. Within the center of the dense, low hanging clouds, a door appeared to have been carved right out of the fog. The door, seemed to blend in with the clouds before vanishing from thin air. Movement of some kind appeared to take place, away in the distance behind where the door once was. Whatever the movement was, it was advancing in a non-threatening manner. Once the movement got closer, two images showed the outline of two different heights approaching the vacant doorway. Anticipation of whatever was arriving through that open door, made those closest to it leary. The outlined images began to take shape, as they emerged out from the door into view of those present. The surface of the water, hissed slightly with each footstep placed along the surface. Long, deep blue to onyx hair flowed around the female individual that was slightly taller than the other individual. Blue piercing eyes, scanned the shoreline only to settle upon Furious. The features softened a bit, as the fog began to lift and slowly withdraw from the area. There was no threat, at least not from this individual. Standing at her side, was a younger individual who immediately knew who was standing before them. It was none other than Ana and Gabriel returning to the fold. Ana had sensed not too long ago, that it might possibly be safe enough for them to make the journey and return home. Her timing and his words, seemed to match perfectly. In a sense, great minds do think alike.
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2016 3:48 am
Ana Pavati FuriousStyles I am hoping Ana returns soon. I am going to contact her and inform her it is safe to return. Suddenly a low, lying fog bank rolled in. Covering not only the surface of the ocean's waters but the beach front too. The surrounding blue sky took on the color of whites and grays as the environment's temperature began to drop drastically. An abrupt climate change made the tropical weather turn slightly colder within a fraction of several minutes. The locals no doubt would know something was up, for the hot tropical temperatures to drop suddenly without so much of a warning from the news. Made the locals weary. A possible threat? Attack? No one knew for sure. The heavy, air seemed to linger in a hovering pattern around those closest to Furious. At first, nothing emerged out from the fog. As if a spell had gone awry. Which should make people be aware that something was aloof. Within the center of the dense, low hanging clouds, a door appeared to have been carved right out of the fog. The door, seemed to blend in with the clouds before vanishing from thin air. Movement of some kind appeared to take place, away in the distance behind where the door once was. Whatever the movement was, it was advancing in a non-threatening manner. Once the movement got closer, two images showed the outline of two different heights approaching the vacant doorway. Anticipation of whatever was arriving through that open door, made those closest to it leary. The outlined images began to take shape, as they emerged out from the door into view of those present. The surface of the water, hissed slightly with each footstep placed along the surface. Long, deep blue to onyx hair flowed around the female individual that was slightly taller than the other individual. Blue piercing eyes, scanned the shoreline only to settle upon Furious. The features softened a bit, as the fog began to lift and slowly withdraw from the area. There was no threat, at least not from this individual. Standing at her side, was a younger individual who immediately knew who was standing before them. It was none other than Ana and Gabriel returning to the fold. Ana had sensed not too long ago, that it might possibly be safe enough for them to make the journey and return home. Her timing and his words, seemed to match perfectly. In a sense, great minds do think alike.
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2016 11:50 am
Kaldur fingers clenched tight around Furious' forearm in admiration for the proper approach. "Most do not know or even attempt proper customs, it is nice to see the surface world have individuals who take the extra step." The young man nodded with a smirk as the idea flowed through his mind of the team again. "Splendid idea, I am truly grateful for your choice to include me once more." The memories began to flood of the bonding and hardships the previous team went through but all was truly worth it. No matter the secrets and deception, the team overcame each villain and obstacle to move onward. "Who has been chosen for the team? And will it be covert missions once more?" The eagerness in his voice seemed obvious, as his once calm eyes seemed to light up with excitement while he attempted to maintain his calm demeanor. A spine tingling shiver crawled down the Atlantean's back as his eyes darted to the left, spotting the fog rolling over. With each exhale, his breath became more visible as the temperatures dropped tremendously within mere moments. His toes gripped into the sand, attempting to establish a strong base as his knees bent in reaction. Fingers gripped the waterbearers upon his back as Kaldur turned to face the shore, examining the situation around them. As the once dormant tattoos upon his arms began to illuminate with life, the air seemed to cackle around the two. The waterbearers lit up with life as the blue light peered from within them, drawing water from the soaked sand beneath them. Instinctively, as if he was his king, the Atlantean stepped between Furious and the fog, crossing the bearers before him. The water seemed to mold then hardened as it extended from each bearers, taking the forms of a modified warhammer and a sickle. As the tension built with every waiting moment, the door revealed itself and cause Kaldur to began to breathe softly. His breath was almost inaudible as the young man began to calm and focus, upon that one target. A sigh of relief escaped his lips and the aura of a familiar became dominant within the fog, his arms dropping to his side. The Atlantean placed the bearer in their sheath as the water that was once collected became puddles upon the sand beneath them. Bowing, the young man parted his lips, " Welcome back to our world Mrs. Styles. Most content with seeing you and young Gabriel unharmed."
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2016 11:53 pm
Virgil lifted himself up from his rest position. He had to at least remain vigilant, knowing any situation involving Harley Quinn could spiral off at any moment. At some point, she seemed like the smallest of the problems that were taking shape. An eerie thick fog covered the beachfront and immediately there was a bit of panic that erupted all over the straight path of sand. It was beginning to thicken to the post where he couldn't see Beast Boy, let alone umbrella and towel in front of him. From a hot summer beach day to a colder, almost November like weather. This definitely wasn't natural, nor just a coincidental occurrence. "I think we won't have much to worry about with Quinn, something or someone caused this fog, I'll check and see if I can find anything." He was trying to speak over the loud screaming from behind him, down at Beast Boy, if he was even listening.
Virgil ran forward through it, picking up his bag along the way and pulling out it's contents one by one: his Static costume. In under a minute he was on his deploy-able hover disk and zooming through the air. He made sure he was high enough to get a decent sky view of the people below. "Here's hoping they don't run right in the water and drown." Figuring Beast Boy was well enough to handle the panic, Static pressed onward trying to determine the source of the fog. The only way to find out was to head deep where he could make out it's origin.
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