Mistress Dizzy

Tiny and the Terminator [Mistress Dizzy & Shifter_Master]

Jinny tucked her key cards away as Slade handed them over. She was wondering about that smile, feeling rather confused. It wasn’t that he didn’t smile. It was just rare. While they walked the halls, yellow hexagons and all, she told him about her new friends.

“Yeah! The boy calls himself Gizmo and he’s pretty much the smartest person here. I’m probably second, but that just gives me someone to beat in the future! And there’s a girl named Bee. She’s older, and real pretty, and she can fly like me. Except she’s got actual wings.” She paused, taking a brief look around. “She could totally be this place’s mascot. I didn’t ask her about that, though. I think it might have made her mad.”

She also mentioned the large aerial training area where she knew she was going to spend a lot of time. The whole jetpack incident went completely unannounced. No reason for him to worry, she hadn’t been actually hurt, just scared. And she was going to get her vengeance one way or another. He could hear the story after that.

As they entered the room, she tried to guess his code. Once they were in, she floated up to the ceiling to start checking corners and vents for bugs. He had taught her the importance of having real privacy before speaking, when you were in a new area, and trained her on searching by bugging her entire bedroom. It had taken her a lot longer than she’d liked to find all the hiding spots, and she’d tried practicing ever since.

“Looks ok to me. Weird, I thought they would be all over the place.” She plopped down on the couch as well. Whatever topic she had been about to land on flew her brain.

Did he just call her daughter?

“…”

For several seconds, she couldn’t say anything at all. Then, to her surprise, she felt tears springing to her eyes. She wasn’t even sure why. “You mean… You’re not mad?”

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

Kijani smiled and chuckled faintly, swiftly pulling back her locks into a braided style that would have to do. “You’d have to ask him.” She did her best not to look him over. It seemed he hadn’t neglected his physical training. He looked more trim and muscled than he had the last time she’d seen him. His clothes might have been much simpler, but he did look good.

Kijani’s grin faltered as she looked at him. The future weighed on her shoulders like a robe made of rock. “...It occurs to me that we are walking into a heightened situation and we may not get another chance to talk.” Leaning against the wall, she took a deep breath. “Adam… you know me. I look at things from every angle. I don’t do things by halves. I’m far too deliberate for my own good. You’re offering me something that could change my life in ways that I’m sure I can imagine. I need to think on it more. I should think on it more. And yet…” She stood and approached him slowly.

“Yet all I want to do is – is…” She stared him at him, her golden eyes unreadable.

And then she pulled him downward by the front of his tank top and kissed him. Soft and hesitant, her lips lingered gently against his for what felt like a warm eternity, but couldn’t have been for more than a few seconds. She pulled back with shaking hands, and couldn’t look Adam in the eyes.

“I’ve… wanted to do that for a while.”

Hopefully Sanctuary

Devika was fine, so far, and didn’t look out of sorts. She had a natural looking smile on her face, and looked generally amused by her mother.

“That’s a good idea, Roxy. Absolutely brilliant.” Mara said, gently steering her husband from the high-drop Terrible Tower and toward the many carnival games around the bend.

Tim mock-pouted, but wrapped an arm around his wife. “Alright, alright, I get it.”

The first game they came across was a classic. Knock down some bottles, win a stuffed animal.

“Oh, I’ll go first!” Devika stepped up and bought three balls. Her aim was good, but her throwing arm was a little weak. She got a small consolation prize in a stuffed bee that could fit in the palm of her hand. “Man, that’s hard. I never win that one. Roxy, you try.”

「 Persona: Reflections 」

Flipped Jin to Hanged Man, trying to come up with the Persona and I should be done.

Jin round 2

NAME: Takahashi Jin

AGE: 16

GENDER: Female

ARCANA: Hanged Man

APPEARANCE DETAILS: Jin is about 4’11 and very petite, and of African-American and Japanese descent. She has dark brown eyes, and her skin is a warm brown. Her hair is a wavy black in a short, masculine cut. Outside of school, she tends to wear loose, boyish clothing that provides ease of movement.

PERSONALITY: Jin seems abrasive at first. She’s loud, rash, and speaks her mind. Most people don’t get far enough with her to see the brilliance behind the brashness. Despite people thinking she’s a delinquent, Jin is very intelligent, with her test grades (especially in Math and English) being some of the highest in the school. Given the opportunity to unveil her true self, other students would find a sharp-minded and loyal person behind all the bluster.

SHORT BIOGRAPHY: 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 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, found huddled in a closet. With her father having no living relatives in America, Jin was sent overseas to live with her mother’s brother, Takahashi Tairo.

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 look it up online.

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 began acting out, getting into spats with fellow students, and staying out late at night. Currently, Jin’s aunt and uncle are trying to put her back on the correct path – hopefully before it’s too late to apply for university.

The Prime Minister’s suicide was shocking to Jin, having seen it on Youtube, but it quickly wore off. Jin feels that politics doesn’t really matter to them in the long run, and that nothing will really change. For now, Jin has to start deciding what she wants from the future.

TRIVIA: Jin fixes computers, phones, and other mechanics in her spare time, and is putting away a lot of money. What it’s for is Jin’s business. She’s almost never without some kind of snack, as her metabolism is high.

OTHER: None currently.

「 Persona: Reflections 」

@Mistress Dizzy I've listed the ones that have been claimed. The ones that have already been submitted and the ones that are in the process are all listed as well ^^

@Ambra

Gotcha. I thought it was just approved people. I will revise.

「 Persona: Reflections 」

Shoot. You're right. Back to the drawing board.

There have been a few more applications and I'm not sure what's left.

「 Persona: Reflections 」

Submitted for your approval.

Takahashi Jin

NAME: Takahashi Jin

AGE: 16

GENDER: Female

ARCANA: Chariot

APPEARANCE DETAILS: Jin is about 4’11 and very petite, and of African-American and Japanese descent. She has dark brown eyes, and her skin is a warm brown. Her hair is a wavy black in a short, masculine cut. Outside of school, she tends to wear loose, boyish clothing that provides ease of movement.

PERSONALITY: Jin seems abrasive at first. She’s loud, rash, and speaks her mind. Most people don’t get far enough with her to see the brilliance behind the brashness. Despite people thinking she’s a delinquent, Jin is very intelligent, with her test grades (especially in Math and English) being some of the highest in the school. Given the opportunity to unveil her true self, other students would find a sharp-minded and loyal person behind all the bluster.

SHORT BIOGRAPHY: 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 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, found huddled in a closet. With her father having no living relatives in America, Jin was sent overseas to live with her mother’s brother, Takahashi Tairo.

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 look it up online.

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 began acting out, getting into spats with fellow students, and staying out late at night. Currently, Jin’s aunt and uncle are trying to put her back on the correct path – hopefully before it’s too late to apply for university.

TRIVIA: Jin fixes computers, phones, and other mechanics in her spare time, and is putting away a lot of money. What it’s for is Jin’s business. She’s almost never without some kind of snack, as her metabolism is high.

OTHER: None currently.

「 Persona: Reflections 」

Understood. Are any of the Arcana reserved?

「 Persona: Reflections 」

I'm willing to throw my hat into the ring here.

Young Justice

Amazing how much a life could change in just one day.

Kassy lay asleep, her mind locked in the same nightmare memory it had shown her every night since the Atlantis incident.

She watched Zach get shot by Bingley. Watched Ja desperately try to calm her down. Watched Viktor drop, screaming in pain that she caused him. Watched the other team members fall one by one. Something deep inside her just wanted all of the pain to stop. While the rest of her wanted to wrap their hands around that so - called doctor’s throat and squeeze until she really was the monster he thought she was.

But that part did not win. Not today. Her strength dissipated, the illusions dropped away. Her eyes returned to normal, only to stare on in horror at the state of things. She slumped to the ocean floor, desperate for the relief of unconsciousness. No relief came. She was hauled up and cuffed by the guards, and gave no resistance. She wasn’t sure of what else happened in the conference room once she was ‘escorted’ out.

But she was brought before the king and queen, and questioned thoroughly. About the true nature of her magic. She told them everything she could do. Besides the illusions, she could speak as the voice inside someone’s head. Influence their thoughts. Make them do things at her whim. Could she simply coerce a person into their own death? Perhaps, though she would dare not try it.

What had set her off? Bingley, Bingley, Bingley. That line of questioning had made her angry all over again, though nothing so spectacular happened about it. The Doctor was in trouble of his own, for having picked up and fired a weapon into a crowd full of panicking civilians. Oddly enough, he told nothing but the truth, as if he was so proud of himself.

She spent one night in a holding cell, while the rest of the team rode the sub home.

The next day, she took the Zeta tube back home. Though she was convinced it wasn’t her home much longer. Zach, Viktor and Aleen’a were in the infirmary. She answered no questions, said not a word. She couldn’t look them in the eyes; her friends – no, former friends. She simply returned to her room and started to pack away her things.

She did not know her fate until the following morning. Only she and Red Tornado were called into the room, though she knew the others likely attempted to eavesdrop on the conversation.

It seemed, after much debate, that she was going to be allowed to stay. There were caveats, of course. She wasn’t going to be leading anyone anytime soon, for the time being. She was to wear a magical limiter at all times, a precautionary measure that was deemed to be best ‘for everyone’. According to Queen Mera, her staff had the same treatment put to it. And then there were the mandatory therapy sessions with Black Canary. Twice a week until otherwise ordered.

Through it all, Kass said barely a word, except to acquiesce at each new instruction. “Yes.” “Of course.” “At your command, my King.” There was a marked dullness to her. If they had ordered her jailed and powerless, it would have been the same. Whatever happened now, she deserved it.

As the days stretched on, she spent the majority of it in her room. She only left to eat, and even that was sparing. Every day, she passed by Ja who had seemed to take up point near her room. Every day, she said nothing. Not even Casper’s sudden return seemed to rouse her interest. She simply accepted it, without a word, and returned ot her room.

By the time the new mission was called, she could barely bring herself to join. But join she did, barely in time to see Daphne in her strange frozen state.

Her orange eyes held no light, and she did not speak. She simply waited in the briefing room, for the next command.