Kit Apparently
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“YOU’RE ON THE SAME TEAM OH MY GOD!” Kit screamed at Takra and WRAITH, chucking a ball at Baylet.
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Kit ran and threw two more dodgeballs, one at Adrastea and another at Baylet. Then she began launching them rapid fire at everyone on the other team, laughing maniacally.
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“SORRY BAYLET, NOTHING PERSONAL!” Kit yelled after throwing a ball at Baylet.
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Tas awoke where she always had, since living on Alternia. The battlefield had changed, and she could see a few of her friends off fighting in the distance. Her black scarf flapped in the wind, and her horns gleamed slightly. She sighed, not realizing how much she had missed their weight while awake. She wondered for a moment if she would find Vorgun here, but shook it off and sighed. Most likely he wasn’t here, and even if he was, she wouldn’t be able to interact with him, just like the others. She was like a ghost here, as if the very world had tried to reject her but lacked the power. She wandered around, watching her friends battle with loneliness, and wondered if she would ever be able to speak to them again.
((wow nothing can wake her up now. She sleeps either super light or super heavy, and whenever she dreams of Prospit, it’s a heavy sleep. She can sleep through anything like this, anything at all. Also, hey! Prospit buddies!? Who’d have thought?! Maybe they will run into each other! Nit likely considering they are from alternate realities, huh. Also, a thing a thing my kingdom for a thing)) -
“Can I just-ugh never mind!” Kit huffed, stomping across the line and grabbing a ball from the pile Godal had been using to throw at them, then moving to stand sort of near Takra, ignoring him completely.
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Tobias was hanging by his legs from a tree branch , contemplating life. The glowing riderbeast was below him, still breathing and unharmed. Glowing beasts were a part of his night biome, which had come with him to the facility from nevertech, his old owners. It was the breathing part that irked him…
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Subject Name: Tobias
Lab Setting: (open biome, can be traveled to) a large dome with jungle biomes, also a phosphorescent river, lake and animals. It is always night in his biomes, but plant and everything grow just fine.
Description:(pic later) short wild orange hair, sharp teeth, cat’s tail and ears, orange wings with a nine foot span. He’s 5’2” , and weighs very little. Bright green eyes, slitted like a cats
History/personality : on the loan from another lab elsewhere, he was created as a weapon and has no belief in friendship or anything. He enjoys torturing others, and killing, and sex, but has no concept of love. He is playful, even helpful if he’s bored, but angers easily and hunts well.
Powers: advanced hearing and cognitive abilities, flight, heightened balance, speed, strength. Night vision, and he can also glow if he wants.
Psychological Evaluation: insane, possibly dangerous. Volatile, approach with caution.
Additional facts: he will flirt with anything intelligent enough to understand him, and has absolutely no racial, gender, or even species preference. As long as it’s hot to him, he will try. -
“Childish…. “Kit muttered, shocking Takra by moving up and taking the ball, slow enough for him to see but too fast for him to react. “Are you picking teams, Godal, or are we?” she asked, tossing the ball to Baylet.
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“Vorgun, you can have the master bedroom,” Tas told him, grabbing the pack and a pile of new blankets and stepping in to the smaller of the two rooms. She shut the door behind her and slid down against it, digging around in her pack until she four a large syringe with black liquid in it. She pushed it in and pushed the plunger down, sighing and changing into a tank top and shorts. She opened the door a slight crack and flicked the light off, going to the bed and making a blanket nest, which she dove into and wrapped herself up in, falling to sleep fairly quickly.
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“I could just punch you this time,” Kit replied calmly. “Doing that takes a lot out of me, it’s not healthy, especially when I do it for you.” She summoned up the little energy she had and a flickering blue orb appeared in her hand. “I don’t have enough to put you out.”
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“Settled?” Tas asked, pulling off her hoodie. The realtor had finally sold, and she and Vorgun- much to Mirabelle’s dismay- carried all the furniture into the new place. She sat down and pulled a katana and sharpener out of her bag and began sharpening it. “It’s a nice sized place, and we’ll all have plenty of room…..”
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“Hey stupid….” Kit calls from the floor where she had stayed, unmoving, for the entire confrontation. “Baylet are you alright?” she asked, getting up and turning into a sylph. “That guy has more crazy in him than my and WRAITH’S gang combined. And I’m including me AND WRAITH in that tally….”
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“You’re probably right. There’s another sweatshirt in the bag, it’s…… purple…… sort of……” she said, going to the door to answer a very surprised and flustered looking man. “You must be the realtor! How much would you sell for?”
(guys she got da MONEEEEEEEYYYZ)
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“Yeah, tell them we can pay cash up front,” Tas replied, grinning wider and not answering his other question. “Next on the list: Furniture shopping!” A lightbulb popped next to her, “and new lightbulbs!”
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“Well, if we’re going to be staying in town, we should try buying this place, cleaning it up some. I don’t know about you guys, but I certainly don’t find old couches too comfortable.” Tas said, pulling a brush out of the bag she had just dropped on the floor and attempting to tame her wild hair. Eventually she just sighed and gave up, combing her fingers through her tail and pulling a sweatshirt out of her bag. When she slipped it in, her whole appearance changed. Her hair changed to a light brown, her eyes hazel, and her ears just a little headband tucked behind very human ears. She grabbed a card and her cash, stuffing both inside a wallet, which shouldn’t have been possible, given the ridiculous amount it was.
“So who wants to help me fond the listings for this place?” she asked brightly, her face lighting up with a smile.