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Agent Cheesecake?

Haur, I've been reading up on obscure Marvel characters and I think this is one you should really look into. Agent Cheesecake. Look her up. She's a robot or something.

And in other news, no version of Tom likes me. They all stay away. It... confounds me, honestly. I just want to chill with my character without them having to contemplate their existence or, like... hate me.

Janice hums to herself as she doodles, then suddenly looks up. She then lifts the paper to show what she drew. "See, it's you! And you're dead. You killed yourself during autoerotic asphyxiation, you sick b*****d!" She went back to drawing cheerfully.

"There's nothing wrong with contemplating ones existence," someone said. A petite blonde walked into the room and sat down by Stray.

Oh, thank god. At least we didn't get psycho-murderer Tom. Yet.

"Is that one really possible? Isn't he technically still evil but doing good because of me? Or other me? Or... you know? What would that make him then, the lesser of two evils?" She was amused by this and laughed. She snorted sporadically when she laughed and it had an odd bell-like quality to it.

Yeah, it is you. I wasn't sure for a second... So where are you from?

"The same one Scarface over there is from. It's almost opposite world."

Oh, that's why he's not a true opposite! Interesting. So does that mean you're evil?

"Only more evil. You know how that goes, though. Actually, I'm only slightly less evil than, say, not putting enough sour cream on a taco. Tom, though... he's a warlord in western Europe. Kind of got stuck there. Never quite made it home to Gotham. Funny story, I actually met him there years before the normal us met. Ok, it's not that funny. Coincidental perhaps. Oh, and I have superpowers."

Yeah, that'd... wait, what?

"I don't know, you said it. What do I mean by that?"

But wait... I said... you said.... What?

"The world may never know." And with that, she flew away.

Dude....

If there is a Predator rp made, I would like to take it upon myself to explore the victims of the Alien attacks in the first film. Or maybe it was the second. Anyway, the really tall ones that fell victim to the aliens. That has always intrigued me.

:: Wouldn't you know I'd find it right after that. The Pilots. That's what that creature was referred to as. Always so very fascinating.

*vegs out on couch with DS wearing 'i am easy' iomega shirt* -w- laundry day

Myra: *rolls eyes* get some servants, you shouldn't reduce yourself to menial chores!

*blows hair out of face, hey, my man knows how to fold towels, wash dishes, clean a catbox, and successfully operate a washing machine without turning the whites pink. That's more than yours can do.

Myra: -_- then why isn't HE doing the laundry?

Tomorrow is his birthday, he's allowed to kick back ^^ *turns attentions back to DS* SCREW YOU CYNTHIA, I'M THE MOTHERF*CKING CHAMPION NOW!!!!!!!!

But aren't there 'meetings' with Selina as well. This is highly irregular. If DD there is sancho then he's way not cool.

Roxas walks in "Hey guys whats up long time no see" ^.^

Giganta takes the roof off "hey guys we're back!!!!!!!!!"

"I hate being ignored" man bat flies in and lands next to ivy "Man have i missed you."

Roxas: I ve been trapped in st. paul job corps with no wifi and i'm on break.

Giganta: "No it's all natural baby" shrinking to nightmares height and giving him a playful jab in the shoulder ..."hey lets go drink some beer!!!"

Giganta: "Why? Is that a dangerous thing if Giganta said beer."