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8 yrs ago
Mom is out of the hospital so I might actually have time to rp but we'll see
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8 yrs ago
'yo sis we need a thot slayer there's too many thots want to join the thot police we're recruiting'
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8 yrs ago
should I return?
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8 yrs ago
If that ain’t a college mood
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8 yrs ago
“Hullabaloo, and howdy doo! Musty prawns, and Timbucktu! Yeltsy-by, and hibbety-hoo! Kick ’em in the dishpan! Hoo hoo hoo!!”
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Note: None of my characters are racist, Piper is merely using race as a tool to fuck shit up. Like always. If anybody is uncomfortable with this, I will change it.


PIPER & SAWYER BABINSKI




Since as long as people can remember, there have always been a certain superstition surrounding twins. As long as Sawyer can remember, she has been punched, kicked, and interviewed by friends about that superstition – could she feel Piper’s pain? Did she know what Piper was thinking? Would she know when something happens to Piper? And, no matter how hard her friends punched and kicked, the answer was always no. Sawyer did not have any strange magic power – her Metahuman ability so does not count, that’s science – that allowed her to understand Piper’s every whim and fancy. However, through being thrown in a room with her every second of her life, being practically inseparable, Sawyer has come to known every quirk and mannerism that Piper possesses. And one of these was the small twitch of her lip, a quick flicker on the corner that is almost imperceptible – the beginning of a smirk that Piper had suppressed.

Sawyer knew this sign as the intensity of an itch. An itch Piper had every time she was aching for her special entertainment, her manipulation. Sawyer felt a frown encompass her face.

Since Piper had developed this little catastrophe, Sawyer never involved herself and never tried to. She wouldn’t help, but she didn’t warn, and some might say that was wrong. However, Sawyer had a more Thoreau approach – it wasn’t her obligation to stop evil, but it was her obligation to wash her hands of it. And so she never involved herself and she refused to listen to her sister’s tales of it. But Piper had always been cautious and the redhead knew that if Piper attempted to manipulate at the moment, when she knew nothing of the duo before them, she would fail and be persecuted accordingly. And Sawyer couldn’t have anyone beating up her sister.

Sawyer glanced at her sister and she said, “Piper, stop wasting our time.”

Piper perhaps forgot that Sawyer was her sister, so enthralled with the idea of chaos and dysfunction, the very chaos and dysfunction she grew up in, and her lip twitched. Then, in a perfect act, Piper’s face contorted into one of disbelief and disappointment.

Sawyer, how rude!” She hissed, glaring at her sister, “Just because they’re a different race, doesn’t mean they’re a waste of time.”

In hindsight, Sawyer should have run, washed her hands clean, but she was frozen in place. Her very own blood had decided to manipulate her, humiliate her, make a villain out of her.

I'm gonna get a post up sometime tonight (:
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Lupe wouldn't get angry unless she's disrespected in some way.

She cool like that.


Hmmmmmmmm....maybe Sawyer is being a broody sarcastic asshole and says something like "C'mon, Piper, let's stop wasting time."
@Apokalipse I'm a bit lost where to take Lupe and Diego, so I'm going to get back to it later.


Okie dokie. I might find a way to have Piper make a move on Diego and then Lupe can blow up over that or something. That's all I can think of at the moment. After all, Piper is kind of a huge slut. So is Sawyer, but Sawyer is more subtle about it and not so much as her sister.
Is this open?
INDIGO


Indigo had not been paying attention to most of the proceedings, instead concentrating on the cover of the ceiling. Indigo cocked her head to the side, her black, greasy ponytail cascading down her clothed shoulder, pondering the reason of a ceiling. These people were strange; wouldn’t they like to feel the air rush over their skin as the airship moved through the sky? Linta seemed to like it. However, when a voice inquired about a “story,” Indigo casted her eyes towards the newcomer.

“Sto-ry?” Indigo muttered, “Yes, I shall tell a complete stranger my life story.”

The sarcasm wasn’t her sharpest, but it dripped like acid out of her mouth and she leaned backwards, crossing her arms, effectively closing herself off from the group. It was only when Linta walked into the room that Indigo uncrossed her arms, as if to welcome the owl girl with open arms. While she was not much of a smiling person, Indigo cared deeply for Linta, and so she allowed a small smirk grace her features. She was going to simply gesture at the girl to communicate her desire, but with so many of these “civilized” people around her, she thought it best to speak.

“Cutting it close, yeah, Linta?” She murmured, amused.

I'll join.
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Also very painful. His dick is magma hot.

Also (again), could we do something to spice up this interaction? Like maybe start an altercation between our characters.


Hey, a succubus like Piper needs a victim. Anyways, any ideas for an altercation? Both Piper and Sawyer are pretty easy going and Piper doesn't have enough information on the two to indulge in a little bit of entertainment.


PIPER BABINSKI


Piper smiled at the duo, sticking her hands into her leather jacket’s pockets. Lupe and Diego – brother and sister, she assumed. Her hands sweated from the leather and she reluctantly removed them from her jacket, despite losing a slight cool factor.

“Great to meet you, Lupe.” Piper smirked, leaning on her left leg. “And you, too, Diego.”

It was always great to meet a guy, after all. Piper cocked her head to the side and wondered if she should bother sleeping with Diego or not. Lupe seemed pretty cool and if Piper slept with Diego, then any chances of Lupe being her friend go bye-bye. But on the other hand, Piper needs somebody to sate her libido. The blonde gave Diego a once over and then Lupe – it was clear that Lupe wins. With that in mind, Piper turns all of her attention to the girl.

“I guess you can say it was your pretty face.” Piper shrugs, her hands squeezing into her pants’ pockets again. She always hated having her hands exposed to the air – it just felt wrong. “And boredom – boredom was a huge factor. There’s nothing to do on this god forsaken boat.”

“So, is this your first year here? Where’d you come from?”



SAWYER BABINSKI



Reading was great and all, but after awhile, it becomes dreadfully boring. Sawyer sighs through her nose and throws the magazine to god-knows-where, she’ll find it later. Standing up, she approaches the railing of the boat and leans over slightly, glancing down at the murky depths below her. The water collides with the boat, pushing off and swishing away. The redhead wondered what it would be like to be free like water, just flowing and moving with no responsibility, no thoughts. Must be great.

Man, what is she thinking? How depressing. Sawyer grabs the railing and leans backwards. Piper would certainly admonish her if she saw her. She can hear her now:

‘Stop your stupid sulking, Sawyer. Oh, alliteration!’

Sawyer breathes a laugh and moves away from the railing, scanning the boat’s group of people – meta-humans, she reminds herself. Her eyes drift over Piper and her new friends – might as well.

Sauntering towards the trio, she arrives to Piper’s side and can’t help but fiddle with her fingers in her lap.

“Playing nice?” Sawyer mutters when Piper doesn’t notice her and Piper gives her annoyed side-glance. Sawyer smiles awkwardly at the two in front of her.

“Guys, this is my annoyingly brood-y sister, Sawyer.” Piper introduces, smacking Sawyer in the stomach with a manicured, pale hand.

“I don’t brood that much.” She denies easily, frowning. “I think.”

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