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HEY WHERE DID THE REVIEWS GO?
***
Creator walked forward, her X-men gear changed to seem like a hooded cape. Her own figure seemed small and frail.
"Who are you?" the guard asked. Creator pulled down the hood, revealing her skin, millions of millions of pinpricks of light swirled like the stars, under her skin, where the stars weren't was the blackness of space.
"When this is over, remind me to kill Rac!" Powersurge whispered.
"Why?"
"Because that image comes from a book. She's plagiarising."
"What?"
"She's using someone else's ideas. Those stars on her body come from the 'Mallorian'. Where the baddie gets them."
"Oh."
Creator moved the guard; she seemed to be about 4 or 5, and he felt sorry for her. So he rushed forward.
"Don't touch me!" Creator yelled.
"Why not?"
"Anyone who touches me decays, into mush. While alive!"
"She stole that too!" Powersurge was outraged.
"Where from?"
"The 'Tamuli', a certain people called the 'Shinning ones' had that power."
The New Recruits watched as Rac knocked the guard for 6, with one punch.
"Coming?" she asked, turning back, her cloak becoming her gear.
"You bet!" Iceman yelled, running towards her, followed by the New Recruits.
"Rac?" Powersurge asked
"Yeah?"
"Stop plagiarising."
"Sorry, best idea I could think of." Powersurge stared at her "Alright. But it worked!"
"Yeah, but don't do it again."
"Right!"
While Iceman froze the guard to the ground, Powersurge opened the lock.
"Right! Bezerker, Powersurge, Magma, Jubilation, go blow up ANY machinery you find."
"Great!"
"Brill!"
"Will do!"
"Like it!" they rushed off, splitting up, at each turning. Explosions could be heard, very soon afterwards.
"And the rest of us, will find the humans, and get them out of here."
"Going!" Creator said, walking down a corridor.
"Why that one?"
" 'Cos that's were the picies are coming from!" Creator said.
They followed her; soon they arrived at a heavily locked door. The rest of the Recruits had rejoined them.
"Blow the lock!" Iceman ordered. Magma melted the padlock, Powersurge blew up the electronics, Bezerker blew the Yale locks, while Jubilation blew up the other locks.
"Way OTT!" Creator commented
"What?" Iceman yelled
"Way Over The Top! Pretty though." Creator replied
"Typical!" said Jamie, referring to Creator's comment.
***
WANNA ANOTHER REVIEW!
OR MY 4 MUSES WILL KILL YOU!
(Actually only 3 of my muses will kill you! The fourth will be either tied up, dead or dying. But don't worry, I think she's a vampire. This weird muse is Hannah.)
HEY WHERE DID THE REVIEWS GO?
***
Creator walked forward, her X-men gear changed to seem like a hooded cape. Her own figure seemed small and frail.
"Who are you?" the guard asked. Creator pulled down the hood, revealing her skin, millions of millions of pinpricks of light swirled like the stars, under her skin, where the stars weren't was the blackness of space.
"When this is over, remind me to kill Rac!" Powersurge whispered.
"Why?"
"Because that image comes from a book. She's plagiarising."
"What?"
"She's using someone else's ideas. Those stars on her body come from the 'Mallorian'. Where the baddie gets them."
"Oh."
Creator moved the guard; she seemed to be about 4 or 5, and he felt sorry for her. So he rushed forward.
"Don't touch me!" Creator yelled.
"Why not?"
"Anyone who touches me decays, into mush. While alive!"
"She stole that too!" Powersurge was outraged.
"Where from?"
"The 'Tamuli', a certain people called the 'Shinning ones' had that power."
The New Recruits watched as Rac knocked the guard for 6, with one punch.
"Coming?" she asked, turning back, her cloak becoming her gear.
"You bet!" Iceman yelled, running towards her, followed by the New Recruits.
"Rac?" Powersurge asked
"Yeah?"
"Stop plagiarising."
"Sorry, best idea I could think of." Powersurge stared at her "Alright. But it worked!"
"Yeah, but don't do it again."
"Right!"
While Iceman froze the guard to the ground, Powersurge opened the lock.
"Right! Bezerker, Powersurge, Magma, Jubilation, go blow up ANY machinery you find."
"Great!"
"Brill!"
"Will do!"
"Like it!" they rushed off, splitting up, at each turning. Explosions could be heard, very soon afterwards.
"And the rest of us, will find the humans, and get them out of here."
"Going!" Creator said, walking down a corridor.
"Why that one?"
" 'Cos that's were the picies are coming from!" Creator said.
They followed her; soon they arrived at a heavily locked door. The rest of the Recruits had rejoined them.
"Blow the lock!" Iceman ordered. Magma melted the padlock, Powersurge blew up the electronics, Bezerker blew the Yale locks, while Jubilation blew up the other locks.
"Way OTT!" Creator commented
"What?" Iceman yelled
"Way Over The Top! Pretty though." Creator replied
"Typical!" said Jamie, referring to Creator's comment.
***
WANNA ANOTHER REVIEW!
OR MY 4 MUSES WILL KILL YOU!
(Actually only 3 of my muses will kill you! The fourth will be either tied up, dead or dying. But don't worry, I think she's a vampire. This weird muse is Hannah.)