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 Posted: Thu Nov 14, 2013 10:21 am
 Monochrome versus Color! (Lots~)RP linkDescription will go here
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Posted: Mon Nov 18, 2013 11:01 pm
Fifty Shades of World Domination! (ORP)RP linkDescription will go here
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Posted: Mon Nov 18, 2013 11:02 pm
 BURRITO TIME! (Realgar + Iris)RP linkFake-Mexican food is an excellent companion to the talk of Order.
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Posted: Thu Nov 28, 2013 8:43 am
 So... It's a LONG story...
Well, as normal as it actually got in Destiny City, yes.
No more odd monotone clones, no more people getting nearly killed in the name of some power hungry beast of a queen. Life just melted back into the proper place. People went back to work, school, or whatever their lives consisted of.
Ellie Spectre's life consisted of her daytime job at Hank's Auto Repair, and her night job of patrolling the city with whichever teammate of hers was available for such things.
Her coworker, Phil, was still relatively rattled about that whole experience with his clone, but he still came to work. Hank was still the professional. And Ellie was her energetic self.
Thanksgiving came around the corner, and Phil had his plans to visit family. Ellie planned to spend her holiday with her family as well.
Until she found out what Hank's plans were.
"...yer workin'? On Thanksgiving?" She repeated it as if it hadn't been clear the first three times her boss had said it.
"...yes... I am behind on the books... and I don't have any family in the area, Ellie..."
The blonde frowned in a manner which seemed to suit a frog. Hank, in fact, did not have any family in the area. He had never married, never had kids, and his parents had passed away. He had been an only child, so siblings were also out of the question. However, the fact that reality sucked was not what was causing her to frown.
"...ya know yer always welcome at my place..."
The man coughed. "...I have heard from your dad that your place is getting a bit crowded lately... with the dog and your friend's cousin..."
The frog-frown shifted into a frog-scowl.
In an insistent tone, Hank assured "I'll be fine, Ellie!"
It might have been the end of the subject on Wednesday, but Thursday was a whole different story.
If her boss was going to be an insistent a** about the holiday, then she was going to be an insistent a** and go visit him at work.
It had taken some bartering with her father on her part to get the man to relinquish a small portion of the meal they had set up. Her family was terrible with Thanksgiving, buying all their stuff premade in little packages that needed minimal amounts of cooking to take care of.
So the offering she had for Hank was literally a Tupperware full of foods meant for the microwave in the office. It wasn't a grandiose offering, but it was better than nothing. Hank had been there for her many times in her life, and if anything, she could afford to do the same for the holiday.
She would have entered the building in a normal manner, using a key in the front door. However, her mechanic's instincts were too strong to reckon with, and she ended up using the garage entrance.
In the garage, then in through another doorway to get into the shop portion of the building. And that was when she saw the broken glass at the window she had missed by going in backwards.
"...sh*t..." She would have moved forward, but then she finally seemed to take in the full picture.
The shop-floor was always kept orderly, and at the end of every shift, Hank made sure someone (usually Ellie) put everything back in place. There had been no customers for the day, so everything should have been tidy.
However, various racks were tossed about, shelves were shoved to the side. Objects were flung across the floor. It honestly looked like a struggle had gone on.
"GLOBLE!"
The tomboy straightened herself up and looked around. "...what th'hell...?"
Towards the counter was a fat bird-like youma, who seemed to be occupying itself by pecking at the register, then the glass door to the side of the register.
"...wow... this... um..." Was she really about to start fighting a Thanksgiving youma on Thanksgiving?
APPARENTLY!
Setting the Tupperware upon one of the misplaced shelves, she sighed as she pulled something else out.
"IRIS ETERNAL, MAKE-UP!!!"
With a flash of colored light, the eternal senshi soon enough had the fat-bird's attention. It cocked its head and rolled its eyes, as if the dimwitted thing was trying to concentrate upon the yellow-suited senshi's impressive energy.
"Globble?" it gurgled out.
"...yer gonna wish ya hadn't come to f*ck up this Thanksgiving..." With a fist balled up to her side, a glowing energy seemed to emerge before she cried out "IRIS RAINBOW SLICER!!"
Within seconds a brilliantly colored ribbon seemed to swoop out, latch about the fat youma's neck, and sliced through it.
With a heated screech, the head fell to the ground while the body started to make tracks, legs twitching and moving to pull the body along, rampaging briefly throughout the rest of the shop.
"...oh you f*cker..." With a practiced flick of the wrist, she attempted to reign in the dying body by the leg to help reduce the damage to the place of business.
When the turkey-youma's body seemed to stop moving, it finally dissipated into a gross smelling dust.
With a sigh of relief, she casually commented "....at least Hank ain't here..."
And that was when the glass door opened up behind her.
"...Ellie...?"
...ah sh*t...
With a forced smile, she turned around and attempted to feign ignorance. "...I have no clue what you are talking about, sir... are you alright?"
The man walked forward, undeterred by the girl's claimed ignorance. He was directly in front of her, practically eye-to-eye (though he did have to look slightly up thanks to the girl's heels), and placed a hand firmly on her shoulder. Even from behind his glasses, he was able to look the blonde girl in the eye.
He could have said a lot of things. He could have expressed his gratitude, he could have expressed fear about the terrorist uniform she wore, he could have even expressed an absolute hatred for what the senshi supposedly were (according to the media).
Instead, he made a simple observation: "So this is why you were upset with that news piece by Mr. Swagger?"
The blonde huffed up a big burst of air in her lungs and puffed the air back out through her nostrils. There was no way she was going to win this battle against Hank. Hank knew her since she was a child.
Her boss clarified a bit after her exaggerated reaction to his observation. "...I could see from my office... that monster came crashing in, and the only thing I could do was lock myself in my office to protect myself." He paused to push his glasses up the bridge of his nose. "...I saw when you came in and when you... um... changed..." His cheeks flushed mildly as he cleared his throat and rolled his eyes away for a moment.
Iris' cheeks flushed a bit too, for the obvious reason. She turned away and wandered off briefly to snatch up the Tupperware she brought with her. Holding it up to her chest, she asked a question. "...do ya hate me?"
The man looked back. "...what do you mean?"
The blonde turned back, still holding onto the Tupperware. "...do ya hate me? Ya know... one of those 'terrorists' as the news likes to call us..."
He let out a flat "Oh..." before he seemed to grow quiet, as if trying to piece together an answer. Iris had been expecting the answer to be a politically pieced response about how he basically disliked what she was.
Then he said "No. You aren't a terrorist. You.... are a good kid, and you always have been. I found it odd that you were so adamantly against Mr. Swagger's expose, since you don't usually give a damn about that sort of political stuff. I... would trust you over some news reporter trying to get his 5 seconds of fame."
The eternal senshi couldn't stop smiling after Hank had said that. It wasn't what she was expecting, and it felt as if a huge weight had been lifted off her shoulders. As she stepped forward, she shifted back to her usual rough-and-tumble Ellie-self, shoving the Tupperware at her boss. "...well... Happy Thanksgiving, Hank!"
The man sighed as he looked around the store-front. There were definitely plenty of repairs to be made, and plenty to clean up. "...so.... how long has this been going on anyways...?" It was only natural that the man would have questions about the whole ordeal.
Ellie was still grinning. "...so... it's a LONG story... but... I think ya have time t'listen. Mom and Dad don't know 'bout this sh*t... and... um... I want t'keep it that way... it'll be... safer that way..."
"...well, I have time for a story..."
Ellie was already trotting off to get the broom. Though she wasn't planning to spend her whole day there, she would help where she could, explaining as best as she could to her mentor the history of her experiences as a senshi.
It was a LONG story, indeed.
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Posted: Thu Nov 28, 2013 10:47 pm
Housewarming (Semi-ORP)RP linkThanksgiving Chaos, Round 2!
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Posted: Tue Dec 17, 2013 8:44 am
The Awkward Cat Exchange (Realgar + Iris)RP linkDescription will go here
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Posted: Fri Jan 03, 2014 10:50 am
Iridescent the Eve (Cinnabar + Thraen + Iris)RP linkDescription will go here
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Posted: Fri Jan 03, 2014 10:52 am
You're in over your head (Bischofite + Massalia + Iris)RP linkDescription will go here
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Posted: Tue Jan 14, 2014 5:20 pm
Take Out Food (Realgar + Zia + Irene + Iris + ********* style="font-size: 10px">RP link
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Posted: Mon Jan 20, 2014 10:01 pm
So wutcha go by now? (Ellie + Xanthus)RP linkDescription will go here
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Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2014 9:30 pm
When In Rome's Ruins (Parthenope + Labyrinthite + Iris)RP linkDescription will go here
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Posted: Tue Mar 25, 2014 8:29 pm
Impurities (Ellie + ********* + Lydia)RP linkWhen all we have to go by are theories...
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Posted: Thu Apr 10, 2014 9:00 pm
Tricks of the Trade (Xanthus + Ellie)RP linkDescription will go here
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Posted: Thu Apr 10, 2014 9:01 pm
Back to Basics! (Iris + Parthenope)RP linkReprimands are tough!
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Posted: Sat Apr 12, 2014 4:23 pm
Course Correcting (Iris + Spinel + Babylon)RP linkDescription will go here
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