[h1][b][i][color=CC99FF][center]Dorian Gray[/center][/color][center][color=E948FC]Danni Kingston[/color][/center][/i][/b][/h1][center][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/363556781537886208/1104973160610267217/AAtitle2.png[/img][/center][center][/center][hr][center][color=CC99FF][b]Location[/b][/color]: Kree Ship
[color=CC99FF][b]Skills[/b][/color]: Possession Combat, Perception, Tag you’re it [/center]
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As Dorian prodded around inside the center console of the ship, he felt a very odd sensation inside his chest, just above the diaphragm as a slight pressure built up. He’d no idea what he was ‘feeling’ was Vicky's hand phasing through his astral form. The odd feeling gave him a knee jerk reaction, belching extremely loudly towards the tiny little rat-worms that wiggled before him. [color=CC99FF][i]Merde. Sorry space rats.[/i][/color] The more he looked at them the queasier he was feeling, but it wasn’t their fault they were disgusting bundles of hairless goo. He gave them a queasy smile before pulling himself out of that situation, unsure if the parent space rats had developed a way to see into the astral realm and bite through someone's form with their extra-terrestrial teeth. A shiver ran down his spine as he let the thought sink in for a moment, before noting the irony of [i]him[/i] getting the shivers. As Dorian finally stood up in his full form, he noticed he was occupying someone else's space, jumping back a few feet with his weightlessness as he shrieked like a girl. His hand quickly went to grip his chest as he tried to take calming breaths while he tried to focus on who was before him. [color=CC99FF][i]Geeze lady, personal space much? Or do you just like t’e cold? Actually you know what? Don't answer t’at I really don't need to know if you’re one of t’e ones with a monster fetish.[/i][/color]

Danni pouted, his questions (ALL OF THEM IMPORTANT) ignored entirely. Except by Princess, but Princess never ignored him and that's why he loved her. [color=E948FC] "But Beanie would be such a good Mermista! T'at whole [i]I'm too good for friends but I love you still[/i] vibe is just so, you know? And Princess, I love you, but you just don't 'ave t'at vibe. Perfuma is def your vibe, ya know? You'll rock her cosplay!"[/color] Danni continued excitedly. He wasn't certain who he'd be yet, but he'd figure it out when inspiration came! But something else caught Danni's eye before he continued talking, going on about his different ideas for himself, and it took a moment for it to sink in.

[color=E948FC][i]"Bees?![/i][/color] Danni screeched as he realized what he was looking at wasn't a funny little daydream.

April's scream cut through any melodramatic acts that Dorian was about to take part in as he whipped his head around so fast it could’ve doubled as a scene from the 1973 cult classic The Exorcist. Any thoughts of the ship abandoned as he phased through the walls and saw the metric shit ton of flying flaming bees that now orbited around his friends. Her eyes closed tight in fear as Sabine and Leah just removed themselves from the scene. What the actual fuck? Serious demerits in the girlfriend category for Sabine. New sword? Best time to use it is to save your princess, shaking my damn head. Mist started gathering around near April, lucky for him Danni was still there. Despite what people thought, he was the best damn fire manipulator that existed. He remembered spotting some tarps off in a box in the corner, flying past them all as he made his way to Danni. If anyone would understand what was about to happen, it’d be his best friend of all time. He quickly jumped inside of Danni’s body, taking quick control before phasing out as he told him [color=CC99FF][i]Tag, You’re It[/i][/color] and flew straight towards the tarp box. He really hoped it was one massive tarp and not a bunch of smaller ones. As he infused himself with the material, he began to fly out of the box like a heavy pair of haunted sheets. This was a new weight he wasn’t used to moving around, typically he just possessed lockers, dolls, brooms, and other such pranking materials, but a tarp? That was a new one.

Panic welled in Danni, and fought against his fragile control over his abilities, at the sight of so many fucking bees. His first instinct was to burn the shit out of them but even as he recognized the poor decision that it was, his hand was coming up and heat pooled in his palm. He was still going to try to burn the little buggers into ash because [i]what else could he do?![/i] 

And then a familiar floaty feeling washed over him. Dee'd taken control and Danni could just sit back and watch the… 

And he's gone.

Dorian over shot his target by a mile, not literally, but enough to fuck up. In his mind it would be the perfect display of why D&D were the most dynamic duo and when coupled with April, (DAD if you will) they were unstoppable. Picture this, Dorian would wrap all the pesky firebugs with his tarp, Danni rips the fire off the flaming tarp, and then April extinguishes it. It was the perfect plan until…Dorian collided straight into the tall muscular bear of a man and entwined himself around the senior. It was like watching a bag hit the windshield of a moving car and no matter which way the wipers went, nor what the driver did, it was just there taking up space and obscuring the vision, except his whole body. 

Danni had gotten the point, panic giving way to giggles as Dee threw himself around Teddy. [color=E948FC]"I know it's 'ard ta tell, but Ted's ain't a bumble bee silly!"[/color] Danni giggled, making a come hither motion at the fire with his finger. Maybe it was because he was distracted, maybe it was because flaming bees were fucking terrifying but what was supposed to be a gentle orb of fire instead bounced off his outstretched palm and wrapped itself around him like a possessed tarp. 

[color=E948FC] "OH MY FUCKING GOD, WHAT T'E HELL?! MY JACKET! MY 'AIR! MY EVERYT'IN'![/color] Danni screamed, all the good vibes dead, unlike the bees. [Color=E948FC] "I'M TOO BEAUTIFUL TA BE 'ORRIBLY DISFIGURED! GET OFF, GET OFF, GET OFF![/color] Danni patted at himself aggressively, hoping to put out the fire and a new wave of panic washing over him as it did [i]nothing[/i]. He scrabbled at it, hoping something would happen but it. just. wouldn't. respon-

The fire curled around his fingers and elation over took fear, the flames following his fingers and he twirled with fire following like a cape. It flowed back into his hands and he beamed… until a bee flew too close to his face and he screamed, his thin control shattering and the fire exploding outwards, engulfing those near him in a blazing explosion.

If tarps could frown this one would. Dorian knew Teddy wasn't a bumbling bee, but flying this damn sheet was harder than it looked. He thought these things were supposed to be aerodynamic, if not then why did flying carpets exist? He had half a mind to reach one plasticy corner out and smack Danni, but it quickly became obvious that he had his own problems to handle. As the fire flew off the bees, onto Danni, and then ruptured into a massive explosion, Dorian’s astral self mentally curled up in the fetal position as he gripped his stomach and began to cackle wildly at the display. Sure in the end Danni got the results needed, but between April's new tan, and the wild display of fire that could have easily closed the fairgrounds for the rest of the day, Dorain was pretty content with how it had ended. Unfortunately there was still the issue of the bees.