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 Posted: Sat May 07, 2011 7:47 pm
 For All Ages (Wolframite + Hugbell + Iris)RP link
Sailor Iris responds to a cry for help from one of her smaller allies. And is reunited with a familiar face from the past.
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Posted: Fri May 13, 2011 4:52 pm
 The Foreigner and His QuestRP linkMemories of a chatty foreigner gives Iris a little more insight as to how things worked on the asteroid in the past.
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Posted: Sat May 14, 2011 1:28 pm
Loose Morals (Chaonis + Iris)RP link
Senshi don't steal! Willing to fight about it?
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Posted: Mon May 16, 2011 2:07 pm
 Kings of the Playground (Asteroids)RP link
Time to get Team Asteroid organized, with the help of ********* the cat!
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Posted: Thu May 19, 2011 1:44 pm
That's What I'm Counting On (Ellie + ********* style="font-size: 11px">Stress.
It was something that Ellie had never done well with. Then again, most people usually didn't do well with such a thing either. However, it wasn't everyday that a teenager was put into a leadership position against their will. In the blonde's mind, the only reason she got shoved into this new role was because of the stupid feathers that were on the back of her fuku as Sailor Iris. It didn't matter that her comrades had given reasonable justification for why Iris was leader rather than Metis. For the blonde, the blind girl made a much better leader, and that was how it was going to stick in her mind.
In an effort to find something to distract her mentally, the teenage girl had decided to make today a field trip to the dump by Hank's Garage. She could sort through the various pieces of crap and find a treasure or two. Heck, there were even crushed cars in that space. It was a good thing that Hank never minded her pecking through his garbage.
Sadly, the pickings today were quite slim. She spent an hour rummaging through the area, her backpack perched upon her back. After an hour of digging around, she found the hood of a car to sit on. She had found maybe a couple of screws she could use. It wasn't much to feed her backpack with, but she tossed the screws in with a sigh.
"...usually there's so much 'ere..."
There was a very faint WHUMP sound that beat against the hood of the car, but the blonde hadn't turned to pay attention to it.
"...it probably has to do with you being distracted..."
The teen didn't even turn to look at the cat who was obviously sitting beside her now. She kept looking out to the piles of broken machinery surrounding them and providing an oddly beautiful setting for them. "So, how long ya been followin' me, Cat?"
The guardian made certain to keep a respectable distance, merely out of consideration for this girl. Sure, ********* wanted to rub up against the tomboy, but she'd probably get swatted away much faster if she pushed the teen like that.
"Since somewhere about your neighborhood, so for a while." Her haunches were seated upon the metallic green hood of the car.
There was silence for a bit, save for the tapping of Ellie's fingers against the metal of the car. "...Cat..."
"Yes, Ellie?" The girl might not have been nearly as respectful, but ********* could maintain her manners.
"...Ya didn't vote fer who shoulda been captain..."
"Correct."
Gold eyes finally fell upon the cat. Before she had even said anything, her expression seemed to read that she wanted answers. Two words tumbled from her lips as she looked at the cat. "Why not?"
The manx had such a pleasant expression upon her face. It was a bit soothing to look at. There was no hesitation in her answer. "It is not my place to decide such things. You were decided amongst your peers to be the most qualified."
There were so many things Ellie could have pointed out as being false with that statement. A little kid was not her peer, nor was a "tween" who was 4 years younger than her. Ellie was not qualified, and the cat definitely should have had some sort of say! However, she managed to not really notice any of those blatantly "wrong" things, because her mind was far more frazzled than she could ever realize.
"...Who would ya have chosen fer leader... if it was up ta ya?"
"It is not up to me," the cat politely reminded.
"It's a hypothetical... humor me, Cat!"
Once again, there was no hesitation in her response. It was almost as if ********* had thought this through many times before. "I would have chosen you for the job."
The teen beat her fist against the hood of the car, making a loud WHUMP that could probably be heard from at least 20 feet away. "WHY does everyone keep sayin' that?!!" In her frustration, the blonde turned away from the cat, obviously not satisfied with the response she was given. It was almost like Ellie was pouting.
Almost.
Sadly, the cat actually had predicted some sort of reaction similar to what had happened from the girl. Though her ears had folded back for a moment due to the loud noise, she didn't stir even in the slightest. The cat remained sitting as calmly as before, eyes still looking to the tomboy. Whether or not Ellie had meant her question to actually get an answer, the feline continued to speak, addressing exactly what the girl had shouted out.
"You have a thick skull, I will give you that. Even though your fellow teammates spelled it out for you as to why they chose you, their words obviously didn't get through to your ears. I won't necessarily use their words though. Yes, Metis is intelligent, but intelligence does not mean anything when it comes to leadership. A leader needs to know what they stand for and not let others sway their opinion. A leader needs to not be afraid to speak their mind. A leader needs to be strong not only for themselves, but for everyone they are leading."
Here, the cat grew quiet, not because she was finished, but more because she was predicting someone would have a few choice things to say to her.
"How can ya say all of that?! Ya know better than anyone I can't even use my powers as an eternal senshi! How can ya call me strong or knowing what I stand for?! I don't even know what I stand for!"
Apparently the cat's pause had been effectively timed.
The cat left a bit more of a pause, just in case the girl needed to get more off of her chest. When she found there was silence lingering, her voice once more pleasantly filled the quiet air.
"I can say it because it is all true. Maybe you are so blocked into your own perspective that you can't see the big picture. You are only human after all."
She laughed a bit, as if in an effort to lighten the mood a bit. When no other laughter accompanied her own, she continued on. "I have seen time and again that you have a very set idea as to what is wrong or right. Some might call that a code of honor. You don't betray your ideals for convenience. You don't accept excuses. You hold not only other people, but yourself accountable for actions taken."
The teen didn't say a word. It definitely seemed like she was still pouting, as if none of the words had made it into her ears and she was stubbornly blocking out everything the cat said.
The cat stood herself up and stretched slightly. "Ah, so it looks like I have worn out my welcome for today. Well, Ellie... maybe you don't know what you stand for... but I am sure you will figure it out. And that's what I'm counting on!"
The cat hopped off of the hood of the car, but rather than leave right away, she literally padded into Ellie's line of view.
"Oh, and about your Rainbow Revenge... you should probably try to simplify what you are thinking about when forming the rainbow itself. Where is the energy coming from?"
"...what?"
Before she could get an answer, the cat had already started to run, leaving Ellie with yet another question that was not answered.
"...God damn it cat..." she sourly muttered to herself as she sat there for a while longer. It wasn't like she had anywhere to go. It was a weekend after all.
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Posted: Wed May 25, 2011 11:24 am
We Don't Say German in America (BOSS ORP)RP link
Skip the Prom, fight a monster?
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Posted: Thu May 26, 2011 2:26 pm
Did You Remember to Think? (Iris + ********* style="font-size: 11px">Her arm was throbbing. It made sense that her arm was throbbing. She had a big old spike lodged in her upper arm. During the fight, there was no time to remove it, since then there would be much more blood exiting the wound. Fortunately, it wasn't as big as the porcupine needle from that youma a while back, but that didn't mean it didn't hurt.
The senshi's first stop was going to be the emergency room. In the back of her mind, she couldn't help but remember how she had been here recently to drop off Hugbell. Stopping around the corner, the senshi finally paused to remove the strange spike. Last thing she needed to explain to the nurses was that she was attacked by a monster. No, the usual knife fight excuse seemed to be the more realistic approach to this matter. Before she could touch the spike, another hand was already touching the spike.
A hand that had a crisp white cuff just below it.
"You did a number on yourself." Green eyes were looking to the senshi's gold ones.
Obstinately, she turned away, as if trying to avoid the subject. "Yeah, so what?"
In a playful, sing-song tone, the silvery haired girl in front of Iris mentioned "Oh, I don't know... I was under the impression that you said that the team wasn't supposed to patrol alone. One of your first official 'rules' as captain. Along with the fact that if you came across trouble, you were supposed to call someone on the team as backup before engaging..." In a well practiced manner, the guardian pulled out the spike quite suddenly. With the main source of the senshi's pain being removed, she easily reverted back to her usual form.
"You know... something like that came to mind as I saw you earlier..."
Iris hissed out at the sudden extraction of the spike, then gripped her hand on the opposite arm against the area tightly. It didn't take too long for the palms of her white gloves to turn a crimson color. "So ya saw?" the blonde asked as she pushed her back firmly against the wall to make this situation slightly more bearable.
"Considering how many Senshi and Negaverse Agents were in the vicinity, it would be a wonder if I had not gone to the battle. Lots of energy bouncing around." The tailless cat sat her rump down and remained just looking up to the teen's eyes that were blatantly trying to avoid hers.
"You should have called Metis, Parthenope or Irene..." ********* was not going to mention Hygiea, since she was quite certain the child had a bedtime to tend to. "When they find out that you fought without checking in with them... they'll be angry with you..."
In a nearly snarling tone, Iris threw an accusation at the manx. "Yer gonna tattle on me 'bout this?!"
Despite the tone Iris was taking with her, ********* remained her usual pleasant self. Her response was thoughtful and honest. "No, it is not my place to tell them. It is your place to tell them. You cannot avoid them forever."
"It's not like I even go t'school with any of them!"
"Regardless... they will probably figure out on their own. Don't you go to school with Ridley's brother? Same English class and everything?"
One word was groaned out. "...Sh********t..."
There was a lengthy pause after that curse.
The manx, naturally, was the one to break the momentary silence. "Do tell me... why did you make those rules? About patrolling in pairs and to call in if there is any danger?"
Naturally, the first response that came out was "I don't know." A classic teenage avoidance response. Yet, eventually, a more sincere response followed. "I guess because I don't want'em t'get hurt?" Her fingers squeezed her arm a bit tighter, as if to remind her that she needed to get into the emergency room soon.
"If you don't want them hurt, do you think they do not want you getting hurt as well? You should give them the same respect." Another silence followed, and once again, the cat interrupted it, this time with a reminder.
"Don't forget to henshin down before going in... go get yourself in there before you bleed all over the concrete."
With a nod of the head, the cat stood her haunches up and began to pad away. However, before she ran off, she added something. "You did a good job back there... you just need to remember to think..." With that, the cat ran off into the nearby bushes. The sound of rustling leaves and a playful jingling of a bell was all that could be heard as she left.
"...whatever..." At the wall, there was no longer a senshi, but a teenage girl wearing an obnoxiously puffy skirt that went to about her knees and some sort of vest. The red and black striped stockings-turned-gloves were now absorbing the blood, though it wasn't nearly as noticeable as it had been on the white senshi gloves. Pushing herself up off the wall, the tomboy made her way to the entrance.
One thing was for sure. Her mom was going to be furious that she had ditched, since obviously knife fights don't happen in prom. Her plan to avoid prom had come back to bite her in the a** in the end, and now she was doomed to endure the wrath of Mom.
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Posted: Tue Jun 07, 2011 2:54 pm
Burn Baby, BurnRP linkIn which Sailor Iris learns she should wear sunblock when visiting her home world.
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Posted: Tue Jun 14, 2011 2:06 pm
Laughing and Training (Iris + Parthenope)RP link
Someone managed to see the worst sunburn ever, and Ellie now has to show Waylon the cause of the embarrassing burn.
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Posted: Tue Jun 14, 2011 3:05 pm
NO MORE TEACHERS, NO MORE BOOKS! Somehow, her sunburn had managed to finish peeling just in time for Graduation. However, where many of her peers were super excited about the ceremony, Ellie was not. The whole thing had already gone off to a bad start with the requirements made of the students for what they wore underneath their caps and gowns. Guys were told to wear neckties and slacks, and girls were told to wear dresses or skirts.
So imagine the fuss the school officials made when Ellie Spectre showed up to the ceremony with a necktie and slacks. The Vice Principal scolded her something fierce, but the teen didn't back down. It was HER graduation, and she should be able to wear whatever she wanted. Not to mention, her not conforming to some bullsh*t dress code wasn't going to ruin the ceremony for all of the parents. Plus, as she pointed out to the VP, " I could'a jus' shown up naked... would ya have preferred that?"
With a groan, the Vice Principal just shooed her away, seeming to get the idea that this wasn't the worst thing that could have happened. There probably was somebody trying to do the birthday suit graduation thing. As he went on his way, a familiar blonde boy and hispanic boy approached the tomboy.
"...I would'a preferred naked Ellie." Jared grinned a bit, but soon enough received a firm punch to the shoulder.
"Yeah, ya probably wouldn't mind seein' some tits durin' this lame-fest!" she snorted at him.
"I think she looks classy," Zuniga interjected, very careful to avoid any overly feminine compliments. He didn't need a sore arm for a majority of this ceremony.
Ellie groaned as she tossed the graduation gown over herself. "I jus' wish that we were seated closer together! Stupid alphabetical order!"
"Yeah, yeah... alphabet is out to get us, Chica!" Zuniga laughed pretty loudly at this one, since at least his two friends would be able to walk way before him. Z was the end of the alphabet, so he'd have to wait the longest out of all of them.
By the time Ellie popped her head out of her gown, she saw a rather large grin on Jared's face. "What's with that look?"
"I was just wondering... how are ya gonna keep yer hat on yer head during the ceremony?" Though he was prepared for another punch in the arm, he didn't try to avoid it when Ellie predictably punched his other arm. It didn't keep him from laughing. Today was a good day. It was the day that he'd be done with school forever!
"I don't get ya sometimes, Jared!" How in the world could he be in such a good mood? They were going to be showed off like show dogs, forced to sit in the sun and bake for a few hours. Expected to sit there and do nothing.
Rather suddenly, the Vice Principal let everyone know via a bullhorn that it was time to line up. With a groan, she gave her two friends a fist bump each before resorting to finding herself in the mess that was the S-section.
Several minutes and shoves later, she was in her spot, fussing to reach the pockets on her slacks hiding under the gown. She eventually managed to fish out the two bobby pins her mother gave her. Ellie wasn't the sort to use such things, so it took her a while to awkwardly get them into her hair. It gave her time to look around. Ellie's gown was quite plain, but it made sense. She wasn't the most amazing student out there. She didn't make any special honors or anything. Yet various other students had pins and little ropes and sashes to go with their gowns. It all looked rather stupid to the blonde. It felt pretty good to be just average right now.
There wasn't anything all that exciting about the march from the auditorium to the stadium where the graduation ceremony was happening. Just lots of walking until they were essentially ushered into some chairs set up on the field. Sure, they had to pass a bunch of the teachers that were on the faculty, and there were loads of people in the stands. Her mom and dad were up there somewhere, both taking time out of their valuable work schedules to see their daughter walk like a trained monkey down an aisle. Hank was probably there too, though she wasn't 100% certain. Her dad had mentioned something about inviting him. It didn't make any sense for her to try and seek any them out right now. She'd find them later.
Soon enough, the music in the background cut out, signaling that the ceremony was about to begin. However, Ellie was only partially paying attention. What was there really to pay attention to? The various members of her class who were performing on the makeshift stage for the delight of the parents? Listening to the speeches that were definitely filled with hot air?
Pushing her arm into her gown sleeve, she reached into her pocket once again and pulled out a gay little yellow-and-rainbow phone. When her arm was out again, she got some disapproving looks from the other students sitting nearby, which she completely ignored.
Not being the best at the whole texting thing yet, she managed to punch in a message with the keys for someone else she knew who was probably in a similar situation.
Hey, dickface! How goes graduation?
It didn't even take a minute for her to get a response.
Don't know.
How in the world could Waylon not know how his own graduation was going?!
Wut u mean?
Not there.
LUCKY! God, it sucks so much. I wish it was over.
How far along are you?
They only just got to the Bs. Gunna take forever!
Sucks. Ya wanna hang out afterwards?
Can't. Got plans with family.
Like?
Food, partying, stuff like that.
What about tomorrow?
Maybe tomorrow night we can do some training? I start work tomorrow though.
Work?
I get to start auto repair. Dad's friend's gonna be my boss
Lame!
No, he's cool. Rather work for him than my Dad
Oh cool. Maybe we can get food before traning?
I guess, but I'm picking the place
After that, Waylon didn't send anymore texts. He probably got caught with his phone and had to hide it again. By this point in time, they had just reached the Ks. She heard Jared get called, and offered a loud "WOOOOOT!" before getting quiet again. With her phone at hand, she shoved her arm back into her gown and replaced the phone into her pocket before regrowing her arm again.
By the time it was finally her row's turn to walk, she had been tapping her feet against the grass, hands drumming against her thighs, and in all honesty making her neighbors sitting next to her absolutely batty from annoyance.
"Ellie Spectre..."
It was honestly the same song and dance. All she had to do was walk up, grab her fake diploma, take a picture with some guy as she shook his hand, then walk back. Of course, she couldn't help but try to f*ck up the photo by sticking out her tongue as if she was in the band, KISS.
All of that fuss over some stupid little paper. When she got back to her seat, she was just shaking her head.
Tomorrow would be a better day. Today, just suffer through the festivities, but tomorrow was the day she was looking forward to.
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2011 4:00 pm
Radio-Flyin' (Ellie + Falco)RP link
Summary to go here
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Posted: Wed Jun 22, 2011 12:31 pm
Night of the Living Miniskirt (Euanthe + Iris + ********* style="font-size: 10px">RP link
While walking home, Linnea encounters a youma, a cat that changes her to Sailor Euanthe, and gruff Sailor Iris.
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Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2011 11:42 am
Vacation from a Cat It only took Ellie a short period of time to realize something. Work sucked.
However, it wasn't the sort of "work sucked" that many people would have complained about. Most people would have complained that they weren't getting paid enough to do all of the work that they were doing. Ellie, had quite the opposite problem. Sure she was getting paid minimum wage and working close to full time. However, Hank was having her do the lame stuff. Super lame. Like sweeping in the store section of the facility and arranging things on the shelf. Every so often she was permitted to assist with some menial task in the garage, but they were things she could do in her sleep, like changing a tire.
"Come on Hank! Ya know I can do all of this sh*t already! Why ya makin' me do it?" The fresh high school graduate walked along side her father's friend as he headed to his office to grab some paperwork.
In a stuffy tone, he said quite plainly "I am treating you as I treat all of my new hires. You need to know the basics."
The blonde couldn't help but groan. "...But I KNOW the basics! Ya know that Hank! I've been doin' this sort'a sh*t fer ya since high school. I know where everythin' goes on yer shelves, I know how t'change tires. Hell, I've been known t'do Phil's work half th'time!"
Hank shot Ellie the closest thing he'd ever call a "glare."
"There's no way you can prove I heard you say that." There were obviously some legal issues that could go down if he acknowledged the fact a teenage girl had done work in his facility. "It wouldn't be fair to the others if I treated you any differently than any of my other employees."
The blonde was pulling at her hair. "The only other employee here is PHIL!!!" This was frustrating.
All of a sudden, there was a vibration that went off in her pocket underneath her jumpsuit. With no modesty at all, she reached in between the buttons of her jumpsuit and began to dig for her phone.
"Ellie! What are you doing?!!" In a flustered manner, the man turned around. "This is not the sort of place to be doing that sort of... dirty thing!"
"Oh god, don't have a heart attack, Hank! It's my phone." She pulled out a yellow phone with rainbow spread across it. It wasn't a normal phone. On the screen was a text message from Hygiea.
Took ********* to camp with me. will be back in 2 weeks.
"Interestin'..." Before Hank turned around, she was already tucking the phone back into her jumpsuit. Hank had the misfortune of turning to face her as she had her hand in the jumpsuit again, and a half smile on her face.
He very noticeably shuddered and tried to turn away again, but then the girl's arm was out of her jumpsuit. He breathed heavy from his momentary self induced panic, but then eventually had to point out something. "Shouldn't that be in your locker, Ellie?"
"Probably... I only keep that phone on me fer emergencies... ain't gonna do me any good t'keep it in my locker if there's an emergency." She planted a hand upon her hip. "Ya gonna write me up or somethin'? It ain't like I was in the garage at all."
"No, I suppose you weren't..." The man took his glasses off and cleaned them with his shirt. "Just... don't expect me to treat you like my friend's daughter. You are an employee. I know you are fully capable, but everyone has to do this, no matter how talented they are. It's just procedure."
"And yer all 'bout procedure... got it..." Gold eyes were rolling, and she turned to leave. Apparently she was going to be stuck with the shelves and lame jobs for another month or two.
After all, that was how the procedure went. Work sucked.
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Posted: Sat Jul 09, 2011 1:59 pm
Another Brat?! (********* + Lissy + Ellie)RP link
Ellie gets to meet another teammate, and she's not very pleased about her size.
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Posted: Sun Jul 10, 2011 10:59 pm
A Tisket, a Tasket (********* + Pomona + Iris)RP link
Sailor Iris encounters Sailor Pomona, who apparently trying to contact *********. Iris isn't happy about it, until she gets some free bread of epic spicy!
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