At the Purple Team base:
She placed her thumb carefully on the trigger, waiting until the beep went off to signal her that it knew who she was. “This is so cool!” Mercy mumbled out under her breath. “Yeah? Just wait until the game starts!” Charlie looked over at his hot-headed friend. Mercy stuffed the gun quickly into her holster, “How much longer until the game starts?” Charlie glanced at his wristwatch, “About 25 minutes. Hey, Madds? u ready?” A girl with short brown hair and a purple cowboy hat walked out of one of the rooms,
“What?”
“Get your jas on!”
“I don’t wanna!”
“Why?”
“Green doesn’t go well with purple!”
“You’re our captain! Just do it!”
Maddi gave a laugh and walked over to the jas rack door the door, pulling off the one with a patch on the sleeve labeled “captain.”
“Wait, I thought green and purple were complimentary colors!” Mercy sat down on the divan, bank and began to kant, lace up her boots. “Whatever!” Maddi laughed, zipping up. “Hey, where’s everyone else?” Charlie asked. “Getting their stuff.”
At the Green Team base:
“Are we all ready and in position?” Twan pulled his finger off of the small com around his ear, waiting for a reply. “All ready in sector 2.” A first voice responded. “We’re good in sector 5.” A seconde replied. “Ready in 1 and 4!” A third joined in. “Well, what about sector 3? Sector 3, come in.” Twan pressed the com closer into his ear, trying to listen for anything he might have missed.
There was a quick static break before a fourth voice arose, “Yeah, we might have some complications here in sector 3!” Twan growled, “Like what?”
“We spotted some blue team members advancing toward the base.”
“Well, as soon as the beginning siren goes off, shoot them!”
“But Twan-“
“What, Tara?!”
“There’s- um… - a complication…”
“Care to elaborate?”
“Red team is hot on their trail, and one of them might have spotted us.”
At the oranje Team base:
“Okay, so I just press this little button right here?” Scarlet placed her thumb down on the thumb pad of her paintball-pistol. “That’s what the captain told me, so, it must be true!” Aisling shrugged. “Why is this stuff all so dang complicated?” The two girls both laughed quietly.
“5 minuten until start!” A voice called from the loudspeaker in the corner of the room. “We should probably go take our places.” Scarlet suggested. “Yeah. I’m in sector 1 to start out, what about you?” Aisling asked. “Sector 5, so we’re kind of close!” And with that, the two girls grabbed their team jackets and headed out the door.
Sector 2:
“You ready?” Charlie nudged Mercy with his elbow. “Ready as I’ll ever be…” Mercy nervously replied. “You’ll do fine! The trick is to shoot and run for your life! Do that, and you’ll be fine!”
Suddenly, both of their com-links let out a small buzz, “Guys, u ready over there?”
“Yep.” Charlie replied. “Good, we have 2 minuten until siren. Just try not to be seen of make a ruckus, and get to yellow team base to retrieve their flag first.” There was another small buzz to signal that Maddi had cut off.
Mercy took a deep breath, “And u zei no powers allowed, right?” She glanced nervously over to Charlie, who was positioning himself for long range shooting when the game started, “Yeah, it wouldn’t be fair… remember?” Mercy nodded and looked down at her wristwatch to see the time, “14, 13, 12, 11, 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2,” A loud siren began to blare, along with several loud bangs of paintball guns.
She placed her thumb carefully on the trigger, waiting until the beep went off to signal her that it knew who she was. “This is so cool!” Mercy mumbled out under her breath. “Yeah? Just wait until the game starts!” Charlie looked over at his hot-headed friend. Mercy stuffed the gun quickly into her holster, “How much longer until the game starts?” Charlie glanced at his wristwatch, “About 25 minutes. Hey, Madds? u ready?” A girl with short brown hair and a purple cowboy hat walked out of one of the rooms,
“What?”
“Get your jas on!”
“I don’t wanna!”
“Why?”
“Green doesn’t go well with purple!”
“You’re our captain! Just do it!”
Maddi gave a laugh and walked over to the jas rack door the door, pulling off the one with a patch on the sleeve labeled “captain.”
“Wait, I thought green and purple were complimentary colors!” Mercy sat down on the divan, bank and began to kant, lace up her boots. “Whatever!” Maddi laughed, zipping up. “Hey, where’s everyone else?” Charlie asked. “Getting their stuff.”
At the Green Team base:
“Are we all ready and in position?” Twan pulled his finger off of the small com around his ear, waiting for a reply. “All ready in sector 2.” A first voice responded. “We’re good in sector 5.” A seconde replied. “Ready in 1 and 4!” A third joined in. “Well, what about sector 3? Sector 3, come in.” Twan pressed the com closer into his ear, trying to listen for anything he might have missed.
There was a quick static break before a fourth voice arose, “Yeah, we might have some complications here in sector 3!” Twan growled, “Like what?”
“We spotted some blue team members advancing toward the base.”
“Well, as soon as the beginning siren goes off, shoot them!”
“But Twan-“
“What, Tara?!”
“There’s- um… - a complication…”
“Care to elaborate?”
“Red team is hot on their trail, and one of them might have spotted us.”
At the oranje Team base:
“Okay, so I just press this little button right here?” Scarlet placed her thumb down on the thumb pad of her paintball-pistol. “That’s what the captain told me, so, it must be true!” Aisling shrugged. “Why is this stuff all so dang complicated?” The two girls both laughed quietly.
“5 minuten until start!” A voice called from the loudspeaker in the corner of the room. “We should probably go take our places.” Scarlet suggested. “Yeah. I’m in sector 1 to start out, what about you?” Aisling asked. “Sector 5, so we’re kind of close!” And with that, the two girls grabbed their team jackets and headed out the door.
Sector 2:
“You ready?” Charlie nudged Mercy with his elbow. “Ready as I’ll ever be…” Mercy nervously replied. “You’ll do fine! The trick is to shoot and run for your life! Do that, and you’ll be fine!”
Suddenly, both of their com-links let out a small buzz, “Guys, u ready over there?”
“Yep.” Charlie replied. “Good, we have 2 minuten until siren. Just try not to be seen of make a ruckus, and get to yellow team base to retrieve their flag first.” There was another small buzz to signal that Maddi had cut off.
Mercy took a deep breath, “And u zei no powers allowed, right?” She glanced nervously over to Charlie, who was positioning himself for long range shooting when the game started, “Yeah, it wouldn’t be fair… remember?” Mercy nodded and looked down at her wristwatch to see the time, “14, 13, 12, 11, 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2,” A loud siren began to blare, along with several loud bangs of paintball guns.
(WARNING: If u possess a brain u might be able to figure something out here.)
"Revenge was right." Nightwing said, looking up from the computer screen. "They were sophisticated robot-fleshlings."
Revenge, with his recently repaired costume, looked at the diagram. "Exactly what I thought." he said.
Before Nightwing could inquire what the Black Hero meant, the zeta-tube warmed up.
hulst, holly looked around, noting that the entire team was there.
"Who--?"
"Recognized: Kid Flash. B-03."
Wally stumbled out of the zeta-tube at super-speed and fell down in front of Nightwing.
"Whoah buddy." Nightwing said, laughing. "Slow down!"
"Revenge was right." Nightwing said, looking up from the computer screen. "They were sophisticated robot-fleshlings."
Revenge, with his recently repaired costume, looked at the diagram. "Exactly what I thought." he said.
Before Nightwing could inquire what the Black Hero meant, the zeta-tube warmed up.
hulst, holly looked around, noting that the entire team was there.
"Who--?"
"Recognized: Kid Flash. B-03."
Wally stumbled out of the zeta-tube at super-speed and fell down in front of Nightwing.
"Whoah buddy." Nightwing said, laughing. "Slow down!"
Alter Ego- Night
Age- 14
Grade- Freshmen
Allies- Target/Caleb
Personality- flashy, competitive, little sister, cocky, arrogant, proud, loud, loving, a little violent, spirted
Ability-
dag unlike her brother is not a meta. She works with blades and hand to hand combat. She often uses her mouth to get what she wants and feeds lies to the enemy. She can set traps and is a great pickpocket.
Weakness-
She's to loud. To arrogant, She likes being flash and competitive about her surroundings. She is also a little sister which means she pushed her brother to the limit. Since he is a meta she sometimes feels that she has to beat him at stuff.
History-
Her father ran off shortly after she was born. Her mother committed suicide when she was 8. She doesn't remember her mother much because the woman was not a constant in her young life. She mostly remembers Caleb raising her.
Side notes-
-is a little ruff and tends to get in trouble at school.