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Dropping a post soon, finally free from work for a couple of days. Sorry again for all the waiting
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I've got a feeling Sully and Felix are going to have the weirdest love/hate friendship as they irritate the ever-living hell out of each other. It should be pretty great.


I can see it already...

*Sully barges into Felix's room, disheveled with bags under his eyes*

Sully: You know that one game you've been playing a lot lately? I just beat it in one night, try topping that!

...What do you mean you moved on to another game already?! I haven't slept in two days!
And with Courtaud's approval...



I love him already ! Felix and Sully are hitting all the Indian joints...and Felix will have to endure Sully goading him into competing over who can eat the spiciest curry!

"...Just don't bring the ugly girls."



Sully strolled through the student housing area at a leisurely pace. Rather than hustling to avoid being even later, he was consumed with perusing the various dormitory and houses lined up. Seemed like the academy was sparing no expenses, because everything was clean, tidy and well-manicured.

Well, everything except the two piles of garbage standing by one of the dorms.

When Sully noticed the pair of jocks across the street, he stopped in his tracks. His eyes narrowed into slits as he recognized them from the incident. He couldn’t remember exactly why things had devolved, but he did remember the biggest jock, Rio, shoving him to the ground while Tweedledee and Tweedledum were among those laughing. Sully was fixing to escalate things further, but speed was his stronger suit rather than strength. Translation: Rio was the Wing Zero’s star football player, and he had the muscles and power to show it. Meanwhile, the lanky Sully was barely 180 lbs. soaking wet. They were going about their day while Sully continued to stare daggers into them.

“You here to talk to the RA and move in?”

Irritation filled his face at having his seethe session interrupted, the young man whipped his head to the source of the noise, a green haired student sitting outside a dormitory. Little by little, Sully's intensity eroded and his cool returned. Sully nodded in response and was just about to ask where he could find Zeta House when the other boy introduced himself as the RA of exactly where he was looking for.

"That is me btw, Nate Kelly Resident Advisor of Zeta House."

“So you’re the mystical Resident Advisor, huh?” Sully inquired, looking past the boy to examine his new abode. “Nice digs. I’m Sully. Sully Price.”

And with that, Sully walked past Nate to let himself into Zeta House. If the outside left Sully impressed, he had yet to give his opinion on the inside. He rotated his vision around the room like a cameraman, appraising his surroundings. Already, he was plotting out where he could place his furniture and other gear around the house. "I could definitely put a recliner over there, maybe a mini work bench in that corner," He thought out loud, making Ls out of his thumb and index fingers and creating a rectangular frame to look through.

Taking a few more steps deeper into the house, Sully paused as a nearby door opened and a somewhat familiar face stepped out of a room. It took a little time to remember his name, but that was definitely Finn Logan, the bubbliest guy he had ever been in the general vicinity of. Sully had never spoken to him before, but he certainly made his presence known with pretty much everyone in the school adoring him. But the boy was so down to earth, it was a total mystery as to how he did it. With how his life plan was shaping out, it was only a matter of time until Sully himself would have all the fame that he desired. In the meantime, the name of the game was dealing with Wing Zero and everything that came with it.

Suddenly, Sully was acutely aware of the fact that he was staring at the other boy while being introspective. Frantically recovering from the weird gesture, the dark-skinned student rubbed his hands together and smirked. "Glad to see we're sharing the same spot. Feel free to bring the cheerleaders around any time!"
Sorry for triple posting but expect mine this afternoon. Sorry again.
Sorry for the wait, still at my j*b working.
So, who wants to post next?


I shall try to post soon, but anyone is welcome to defeat me.

But nobody defeats me! Muwahaha

Why'd you have to give me hope, just to shatter my dreams?

Thank you, though. It was fun while it lasted.

"Another day in paradise."




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Sully Price's focus was zeroed in on the classroom clock, his hazel eyes staring a hole into it. Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up! Despite his mental pleading, time was still refusing to pick up the pace. Which meant he was still stuck with Professor Hyde yammering on about the class syllabus. Not that he was listening, as Sully had turned his brain off half an hour ago. However, seeing nothing else to do, he tuned back into whatever the professor was droning on about...

"We're going to have a lot of fun this year, but we're also going to put in some work," He explained, pushing up his glasses. "My grading method is fair, but firm. As long as you're putting the effort in, I'm more than happy to..."

...Before tuning back out. All around him, classmates hung on the Professor's every word, jotting down his speech like there would be a quiz at the end of class. Imagine that, a quiz on the first day. Sully was considering taking a second 'bathroom break' to run the clock out when the shrill bell that signaled the end of class graced his ears like sweet music. Like a lion in range of its prey, he sprung up and out of his seat, grabbing a packet of paper on his desk and unceremoniously stuffing it into the darkest recesses of his backpack before speed-walking out of the room and into the hallway. All around him, like-minded students burst out of classrooms, steadily increasing the foot traffic and chatter in the school. Picking up his pace before the halls got too crowded to move, a gaggle of conversating students was side-stepped and another nearly collided into as Sully broke out into a full-on jog to the end of the hall, where a pair of double doors returned him to the outside world.

Dyna City was a real beauty, when it wanted to be. While some locations had to deal with smog blotting the blue sky, others had it on full display, the heat of the sun lighting you up not too hot, but just right. Free from the prison that was academia, the newly energized Sully's gears began to grind. Class was officially over, which meant it was time for some fun. A small flight of stairs was taken two steps at a time before Sully leapt from the third to last step and sauntered over to the bike rack where he had parked his dirt bike. His yellow BSR Raven was dutifully waiting for him, practically begging him to whisk the two of them through the streets for an after-school joyride. And Sully was about to give them both what they wanted, when he paused. Glancing at his watch, he let off a groan. In about 20 minutes, he was supposed to meet his dorm's Resident Advisor. Which sounded important and something he shouldn't arrive late for. But then again, why waste this good weather and spend even more time inside? Sully looked to his bike, then towards the direction of the student dorms. Then his bike again. Then the dorms.

The answer was obvious.

...

"Whoooooo-hooooo!"

Sully, now wearing a yellow helmet and riding his dirt bike, howled into the wind as he rode through the streets. After taking a sharp turn, he slowed down and entered a parking lot, coming to a stop in one of the spots. Stepping off his bike, he could already tell that he was feeling 100% better than he did 20 minutes ago. But as he put his helmet back into his bag and checked his watch, he would soon learn of the error in his statement. Because instead of spending 20 minutes on the road, his calculation was off by another 15 minutes. The corner of Sully's mouth twitched before returning to normal. Shrugging nonchalantly, he began his trek from the parking lot to his dormitory. Ah, so what? 15 minutes isn't an eternity. Especially for a meeting with some Resident Advisor.
Been rewatching DC Superhero Girls and i'm gonna be honest... I kinda want to do something with them, but in the style of Star Wars Rebels. Like:

Adventures 1-6: "Hey, we're just highschool besties saving people from tyrany and trying to get to school on time. We're constantly hunted by those mean ol' Agency agents, but we always manage to give them the slip and make them look like the meany buttheads they are. Life is an adventure!"
Adventure 7: Pretty much this, but replace Tarkin with Waller and the Inquisitor with someone like Deathstroke or Major Force.

Or, in meme-format:


Bring on the comic magical girl squad antics, my brother!
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