Mistress Dizzy

✯ Our Brightest Stars - Always Accepting!

Time: 4:58 PM, Monday
Location: Campus Commons
Interactions: June @Zoey Boey

Jin flinched away hard as the woman reached for their hand. They glared sharply upward, annoyed at that and being called small to their face. Jin was not small. Jin was petite. There was a difference. “No. No touching, please. I’m 14, not 6, I don’t need my hand held, thanks very much.” They lapsed into silence while following the older woman as they moved through the crowd. Finally, Jin’s curiosity got the better of them. Maybe asking some questions from someone who seemed like a veteran would get her some real answers.

“So, tell me about this place. What makes it tick? Why’s it so much better than everywhere else?” Jin was still skeptical. The woman who had taken Jin here in the first place had hyped up the school so much that Jin was having trouble accepting it. Usually, when things were touted as this good, it was too good to be true. So where was the scam?

“Why are you here?”

Hopefully Sanctuary

Wow, I did not know that message was there. ;_; sorry Kath. I'll try to think of a second customer.

Does Roxy fix motorcycles?

Hopefully Sanctuary

Devika listened to Roxy’s words, and tried to really absorb them. The most surprising thing she’d learned was that Roxy didn’t need the shop to support herself. That was odd. Maybe there was another source of money somewhere? But it wasn’t her business – she figured Roxy would not answer if she asked about it. Besides that, asking people about money was kind of rude.

“Cheeseburgers it is.”

She let Roxy lead the way up the stairs, and once they were both up she made a beeline for the kitchen. There she started pulling out ingredients. The hamburgers themselves were frozen, but everything else was fresh. Cheese, tomatoes, lettuce, onions, pickles. She pulled out a small cutting board and got to work. Soon the kitchen had the delicious scent of burgers flowing from it.

Tiny and the Terminator [Mistress Dizzy & Shifter_Master]

Go, sleep! Take your time. I have the opposite problem. They cut my hours, so I have spare time that I don't know what to do with.

Star Wars: A Legend Reborn (Nobodyman123 and Mistress Dizzy)

Kijani watched as Adam reentered. It was very strange to think it, but the uniform made him look very good. She was suddenly very glad her face couldn’t be seen. Although, there was something just slightly off about the whole thing. While the others talked about the plan, or lack thereof, Kijani stood there, staring and wondering. It clicked after a few seconds.

“I know you’re attempting to be sarcastic, Mr. Solo, but that is exactly what we’re going to do. Walk like we own the place. Adam, on that front, you’ve got it wrong. You’re still moving like a wide-eyed farm boy. Let me see.” Her own voice sounded tinny and ridiculous inside the helmet, but she was going to take charge anyway.

She approached him, trying to move smoothly, and adjusted his posture. Shoulders back, hair out of the eyes, hat tilted just right. “Now, walk as if no one has the right to stop you. Walk like… well, like me.” She shrugged, knowing it was true. From birth she’d been raised to rule, and that came with certain traits. “Keep your expression smooth and focused. Don’t let your eyes wander too much, and maybe think of the stormtroopers as icky worms.” She paused a beat. “Not saying I think of others as worms, but I don’t think I’ve ever seen a happy Imperial. Just saying.”

"Han, you already walk like you belong everywhere, so you're fine. Chewbacca, there's nothing I could tell you that would make you fit in, so you're also fine. Mr. Obi-Wan... what exactly are you going to be doing?" She really wanted an answer. Jedi or not, he seemed far too confident in this dire situation. Did he know something everyone else did not?

Digimon V3

@tobiax It has been moved!

Digimon V3

Delinquent

Name: Jin (Jinayah) Takahashi
Age: 17
Crest: Friendship
Appearance:
Bio: Jin’s parents, Richard and Yumiko, met at an international university in a political science course. Despite a myriad of personal, cultural and social differences, they fell tumbling into love and married after graduation. Richard became a detective and Yumiko worked with the the city’s mayor. They were happy and successful, and together nearly 7 years before having a bouncing baby girl named Jinayah.

Another 5 years saw tragedy strike. A break in occurred at their home one winter night, and Richard and Yumiko were found dead, shot by an unknown assailant. Their daughter, who had just started kindergarten, was nowhere to be found. It was another year before they found Jin, who was caught trying to break into a convenience store. With her father having no living relatives in America, Jin was sent overseas to live with her mother’s brother.

Jin’s uncle Tairo, and aunt Misaki were both happy to take in their niece, and yet hurt by the circumstances. They did their best with the little girl and tried to help her fit in. They changed her name officially to her their family name, they took her to theme parks and festivals, and tried to be the best parents they could. It took a very long time for Jin to be able to open up and trust again.

Jin was never quite sure of the first time she understood she was different. Maybe it was elementary, in a class photo, where she was far too easy to pick out. Maybe one summer when someone told her that she didn’t have to worry about tanning, or when she overheard someone referring to her as “Hafu” for the first time, and she had to go home and ask her aunt and uncle about the word.

Whatever the cause, her personality shifted dramatically in her first year of middle school. She went from trying to fit in to actively going against the grain. She stood up for the outcasts, and didn’t even try to pretend she was “normal”. In her mind, someone had to defend the people on the outside. The ones who weren’t like everyone else, the ones who didn’t fit in or fall in line.

Name: Oni-ko ( or “Pest” as Jin refers to it)
Personality: Adorable and childlike; will change as Digimon grows

Stage- Baby
Species: Jyarimon
Attribute: Virus
Technique- (Max 1)
1: Fiery heated bubbles – inexplicably heart shaped

Stage- In-Training
Species: Gigimon
Attribute: Virus
Technique- (Max 1)
1: Hot Bite

Stage- Rookie
Species: Solarmon
Attribute: Vaccine
Technique- (Max 2, usually 1)
1: Shiny Ring
2. Shiny Tackle

Stage- Champion
Species: Mechanorimon
Attribute: Virus
Technique- (Max 3, typically 2)
1: Twin Beam
2: Gyro Break

Stage- Ultimate
Species: Locomon
Attribute: Data
Technique- (Max 3)
1: Wheel Grinder
2. Steam Bomb

Stage- Mega
Species: Grand Locomon
Attribute: Data
Technique- (Max 3)
1: Wrecking Ball
2. Limited Express Attack
Other: Despite the frown and delinquent pink leather jacket, Jin is extremely intelligent. Her grades are near impeccable, and could easily land her in a university if she cared to go.

Other:

✯ Our Brightest Stars - Always Accepting!

Time: 4:57 PM, Monday
Location: Campus Commons
Interactions: June @Zoey Boey

“Uh-” Jin said eloquently as their map was taken away by the older woman. To her surprise, it came back better than it was, looking like it was hot off the printer.

“Oh. Thanks.” That was an interesting ability. Jin wondered what it really was – some kind of matter manipulation? A small time rewind? Very interesting.

Realizing they couldn’t exactly give this woman an entire rundown of her like and the reason why she was having trouble with a simple map, she instead peered at it again, pointing at the building on the diagram. “Here. I’m going here.” The floor plan labeled it ‘auditorium’. Not the most difficult of words, but Jin still didn’t know what it was. “Can you maybe get me there?” Remembering at the last second to be polite, she added: “Please?”

They thought the school really should have had digital maps for a place this size. It would be simple enough – all they’d need was access to GPS, access to each individual phone location via a small app, and a very basic IU to point out ‘you are here’. With all the supposed geniuses in this place, they couldn’t come up with something a bit more accessible? Maybe they didn’t know how to think properly.

“This place is too big.” Jin muttered. “All the buildings look alike. There’s no character, no landmarks. Too easy to get lost.”

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✯ Our Brightest Stars - Always Accepting!

Time: 4:55 PM, Monday
Location: Campus Commons
Interactions: June @Zoey Boey

Jin was lost.

It had been years since Jin had been lost, and frankly, they blamed the school. Jin had known Chicago like their left hand. Every nook and cranny, every old building and soup kitchen. It had been shitty, but comfortable. Shitty and comfy, and most of all, blessedly familiar.

Now everything was new and shiny, from their clothing to their dorm room, to their classmates. It was making their head spin, with all the new information, things, and people – people, people, people. They’d never seen so many people in their life in one place, not even at the parking lots where they’d throw on an old Cubs T-shirt and grift the tailgaters for food.

This was all too much. With their whole body sweating from nerves inside their brand new bluejeans, binder, and coral pink tee, Jin stayed stuck inside the ebbing flow of the crowd of students. Many of them seemed to know each other already. They watched as the others called out to friends, with hugs and laughter. There were other freshman like Jin, however, looking half-lost and just as awkward as Jin felt. Jin could swear they were getting looks, though.

The paper map the school had provided was half-crushed in one hand, and Jin tried desperately to read and walk. “A… aud… auridorm? Audi- autidorim? Fuck.” The map was hastily shoved into a back pocket, and Jin scanned the crowd for someone who looked like they knew what they were doing.

The rose stuck out first, a red beacon in a sea of colors. The brunette woman was smiling big, looking open and pleasant. Jin’s immediate thought was “patsy”, but there was no time for those games now. Maybe if they played cute, this woman would take pity.

God, this was so not Chicago.

“Um. ‘Scuse me.” Jin approached the woman and yanked the map out of their pocket again. It tore. Damn. What was this word, anyway? “Aud-”