k this is the prologue to Caitlyn, Reese, and Constance's debut (sorta) So here. Enjoy! xD
The faint sound of crickets resounded in the still night, a tiny sliver of a moon barely managing to illuminate the forest path, which wound through the deep woods and up a steep hill. A small rustling, and a fox, fourrure dark as the night, stepped lightly out of the underbrush and padded nimbly along the path up to the haut, retour au début of the hill. He stood, ears cocked, head swerving around, and then briefly alerted, bristling, before slipping back into the forest. Walking quickly, his rapide, swift paws barely making a sound in the thin layer of leaves covering the ground, he arrived at a thicket. He stopped briefly to sniff at the ground, ears sticking straight up, then poked his nose into the brush. Two pairs of eyes greeted him, one pair sapphire blue, the other a muddy green-brown. The renard didn’t so much as twitch his nose at this discovery, it seemed as though to him, this was the most normal thing in the world. Still stepping softly, as to not make any noise, he stepped into the thicket, tripping into a large hole. He did a few somersaults, and when he stopped, sprawled on the earth was no longer a fox, but a boy, around thirteen years old, with ruffled brown hair and torn, dark clothing. The owners of the eyes he’d seen earlier were immediately on him, two girls, one tall, slender, and blonde, the other extremely short and stocky, with a frizzy mop of red curls tumbling off her head. The redhead regarded him coldly, shrewdly, her green-brown eyes narrowing slightly, but the blonde smiled genuinely. “There toi are, Reese,” she a dit in a loud whisper. The boy, Reese, smiled back.
“What’d toi find?” asked the smaller girl impatiently, an edge in her voice. The blonde girl glared at her.
“I think I saw something, on the other side of the hill. Some shelter maybe,” Reese said, locking eyes with the blonde girl and disregarding the other. “C’mon, Caitlyn. We can check it out.”
Caitlyn, the blonde, nodded. She picked up a dark-painted bucket which had been laying on the ground, and began fiddling with a rope which was tied around the rim, sliding it through her ceinture and tying the end in a secure knot. “We’re going, Constance,” she told the smaller girl, who frowned, folding her arms across her chest and digging her heels into the ground.
“I don’t wanna,” Constance whined, but Caitlyn ignored her, hoisting her up onto her back. “You’re gonna ride piggyback, it’s faster that way,” Caitlyn told her. Constance grumbled, but obediently put her arms around Caitlyn’s back. Reese had turned back into the dark-furred renard again, his clothes seemingly melting into his thick pelt as he transformed, and stepped out of the thicket. Caitlyn, crawling on all fours with her bucket hanging from her ceinture and Constance clinging to her back, followed, the chill night air hitting her face and making her hair billow behind her.
Caitlyn slowly straightened up as she stepped out onto the path, Constance digging her short legs into her chest. “Stay low,” Reese hissed, and Caitlyn nodded, adjusting her posture accordingly. “Now follow me,” Reese instructed, scurrying along the edge of the path, staying in the shadows of the trees. Caitlyn adjusted Constance on her back, then followed, moving slower but on tiptoe so as not to make a sound.
Reese, being small and light in renard form, easily made it up to the haut, retour au début of the hill, but Caitlyn was much slower. She was strong for her age, but the added weight of Constance on her back combined with the steepness of the colline meant that par the time she reached the peak, she was panting. Constance slid off her back, grateful to be back on solid ground, and Caitlyn squatted on the ground suivant to Reese. “Now wh--” she had begun to ask, but stopped short when she saw him. He had alerted, his muscles tensed, fourrure bristling on his back, ears pressed flat against his head, baring his teeth. A low growl escaped him, and Caitlyn turned to where he was facing, but saw nothing.
Reese growled again at the unseen danger, and Caitlyn pulled Constance closer to her, the fear reflected in her sapphire eyes. Constance gave her usual grumbling protest, but Caitlyn, as usual, ignored it. She was fixated on the point that Reese was staring at; so fixated, in fact, that she hadn’t realized what was coming from behind until she was flat on her back.
The faint sound of crickets resounded in the still night, a tiny sliver of a moon barely managing to illuminate the forest path, which wound through the deep woods and up a steep hill. A small rustling, and a fox, fourrure dark as the night, stepped lightly out of the underbrush and padded nimbly along the path up to the haut, retour au début of the hill. He stood, ears cocked, head swerving around, and then briefly alerted, bristling, before slipping back into the forest. Walking quickly, his rapide, swift paws barely making a sound in the thin layer of leaves covering the ground, he arrived at a thicket. He stopped briefly to sniff at the ground, ears sticking straight up, then poked his nose into the brush. Two pairs of eyes greeted him, one pair sapphire blue, the other a muddy green-brown. The renard didn’t so much as twitch his nose at this discovery, it seemed as though to him, this was the most normal thing in the world. Still stepping softly, as to not make any noise, he stepped into the thicket, tripping into a large hole. He did a few somersaults, and when he stopped, sprawled on the earth was no longer a fox, but a boy, around thirteen years old, with ruffled brown hair and torn, dark clothing. The owners of the eyes he’d seen earlier were immediately on him, two girls, one tall, slender, and blonde, the other extremely short and stocky, with a frizzy mop of red curls tumbling off her head. The redhead regarded him coldly, shrewdly, her green-brown eyes narrowing slightly, but the blonde smiled genuinely. “There toi are, Reese,” she a dit in a loud whisper. The boy, Reese, smiled back.
“What’d toi find?” asked the smaller girl impatiently, an edge in her voice. The blonde girl glared at her.
“I think I saw something, on the other side of the hill. Some shelter maybe,” Reese said, locking eyes with the blonde girl and disregarding the other. “C’mon, Caitlyn. We can check it out.”
Caitlyn, the blonde, nodded. She picked up a dark-painted bucket which had been laying on the ground, and began fiddling with a rope which was tied around the rim, sliding it through her ceinture and tying the end in a secure knot. “We’re going, Constance,” she told the smaller girl, who frowned, folding her arms across her chest and digging her heels into the ground.
“I don’t wanna,” Constance whined, but Caitlyn ignored her, hoisting her up onto her back. “You’re gonna ride piggyback, it’s faster that way,” Caitlyn told her. Constance grumbled, but obediently put her arms around Caitlyn’s back. Reese had turned back into the dark-furred renard again, his clothes seemingly melting into his thick pelt as he transformed, and stepped out of the thicket. Caitlyn, crawling on all fours with her bucket hanging from her ceinture and Constance clinging to her back, followed, the chill night air hitting her face and making her hair billow behind her.
Caitlyn slowly straightened up as she stepped out onto the path, Constance digging her short legs into her chest. “Stay low,” Reese hissed, and Caitlyn nodded, adjusting her posture accordingly. “Now follow me,” Reese instructed, scurrying along the edge of the path, staying in the shadows of the trees. Caitlyn adjusted Constance on her back, then followed, moving slower but on tiptoe so as not to make a sound.
Reese, being small and light in renard form, easily made it up to the haut, retour au début of the hill, but Caitlyn was much slower. She was strong for her age, but the added weight of Constance on her back combined with the steepness of the colline meant that par the time she reached the peak, she was panting. Constance slid off her back, grateful to be back on solid ground, and Caitlyn squatted on the ground suivant to Reese. “Now wh--” she had begun to ask, but stopped short when she saw him. He had alerted, his muscles tensed, fourrure bristling on his back, ears pressed flat against his head, baring his teeth. A low growl escaped him, and Caitlyn turned to where he was facing, but saw nothing.
Reese growled again at the unseen danger, and Caitlyn pulled Constance closer to her, the fear reflected in her sapphire eyes. Constance gave her usual grumbling protest, but Caitlyn, as usual, ignored it. She was fixated on the point that Reese was staring at; so fixated, in fact, that she hadn’t realized what was coming from behind until she was flat on her back.
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jour Thirty-Seven:
Static Shock Episode Thirteen: "Brother-Sister Act"
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Summary:
Static juggles fighting criminal siblings and trying to throw Sharon off his tail when she begins to believe Virgil is Static.
In this episode, Sharon wises up. But wait until toi see the firs big superstar appearance tomorrow!!! (Daily Episodes back to their regular times!!!!!!)
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jour Thirty-Seven:
Static Shock Episode Thirteen: "Brother-Sister Act"
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Summary:
Static juggles fighting criminal siblings and trying to throw Sharon off his tail when she begins to believe Virgil is Static.
In this episode, Sharon wises up. But wait until toi see the firs big superstar appearance tomorrow!!! (Daily Episodes back to their regular times!!!!!!)
Check out my SUPER IMPORTANT UPDATE:
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age: 15
gender: male
powers: he has the power to see someones actions and copy their moves exactly the same. (( but he cant copy superpowers unfortunatley))
skills: he has skills in fighting and outsmarting his eneimes with his big mouth.
appearance: dark brown hair but can be different shade of brown depending on lighting and has brown eyes that can fade to green at times ou blue.
Personality: he is very friendly to people around him and is often very funny and a practical jokester when he wants to be and makes funny faces ou funny noises to get people to smile.
others: his eyes change color to the person hes copying. and he has a cute laugh
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jour Forty-Two:
Static Shock Episode Ten: "Junior"
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Summary:
Edwin Alva Jr., does whatever he can to earn his father's respect, even going so far as to discover a method to control the effects of the Big Bang fluid. However, Alva completely dismisses his son, causing him to become angry and become Omnifarius, destroying everything his father holds dear with catastrophic results.
SOOOOOOOOO SORRY IT TOOK ME SO LONG!!!!!!!! My baby(iest) bro had a pizza party for four hours this morning, then my baby(middle) bro had swimming for three hours immediately afterward and a four heure birthday party (still going on), but I found some time to get this out!
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jour Forty-Two:
Static Shock Episode Ten: "Junior"
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Summary:
Edwin Alva Jr., does whatever he can to earn his father's respect, even going so far as to discover a method to control the effects of the Big Bang fluid. However, Alva completely dismisses his son, causing him to become angry and become Omnifarius, destroying everything his father holds dear with catastrophic results.
SOOOOOOOOO SORRY IT TOOK ME SO LONG!!!!!!!! My baby(iest) bro had a pizza party for four hours this morning, then my baby(middle) bro had swimming for three hours immediately afterward and a four heure birthday party (still going on), but I found some time to get this out!
Check out my SUPER IMPORTANT UPDATE:
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Once again, they all tie in Sifts past.
Name: TaLaura Groff
Alias Arella
Occupation: Hero
age: 16
Powers:
•Sensing danger
•Teleportation
•Pocket space–the ability to hold and remove objects so that only the user can retrieve them
• Luck manipulation
Past: TaLuara grew up in a community of crime, though she never was involved in it, her parents thrived to be villains. She ignored the fact she was alone and pushed on.
Other: –shy, but sweet
-If toi push her, she’ll use your luck against you.
Name: TaLaura Groff
Alias Arella
Occupation: Hero
age: 16
Powers:
•Sensing danger
•Teleportation
•Pocket space–the ability to hold and remove objects so that only the user can retrieve them
• Luck manipulation
Past: TaLuara grew up in a community of crime, though she never was involved in it, her parents thrived to be villains. She ignored the fact she was alone and pushed on.
Other: –shy, but sweet
-If toi push her, she’ll use your luck against you.
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jour Forty-Five:
WARNING: Today's Daily Episode contains racism. Not much, just a man being mean and talking about African Americans in a hateful way. Just thought I should warn you. :)
Static Shock Episode Seven: "Sons of the Fathers"
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Summary: Richie invites Virgil to stay the night at his house. Unfortunately his father arrives accueil early, and it is revealed that Mr. Foley is a racist who dislikes African-Americans. After Virgil leaves, Richie yells at his father and runs away, resulting in his capture par Ebon.
jour Forty-Five:
WARNING: Today's Daily Episode contains racism. Not much, just a man being mean and talking about African Americans in a hateful way. Just thought I should warn you. :)
Static Shock Episode Seven: "Sons of the Fathers"
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Summary: Richie invites Virgil to stay the night at his house. Unfortunately his father arrives accueil early, and it is revealed that Mr. Foley is a racist who dislikes African-Americans. After Virgil leaves, Richie yells at his father and runs away, resulting in his capture par Ebon.
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jour Forty-Seven:
Static Shock Episode Six: "The New Kid"
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Summary: Virgil gets accepted into the Vanmoor Institute only to find out he is being used as a tool to capture Static par geniuses Mr. Specs and Mr. Trapper, both of whom work for Edwin Alva. However, Virgil gets a new friend and ally in his fellow student marguerite, daisy Watkins.
Okay. Wow. I can even remember how many important characters and recurring characters are brought in today. Of course, this may seem familiar if toi read the New 52 Static Shock series where Virgil joins étoile, star Labs. Sorta similar, but still different. Enjoy and have a great day!!!
jour Forty-Seven:
Static Shock Episode Six: "The New Kid"
Link: link
Summary: Virgil gets accepted into the Vanmoor Institute only to find out he is being used as a tool to capture Static par geniuses Mr. Specs and Mr. Trapper, both of whom work for Edwin Alva. However, Virgil gets a new friend and ally in his fellow student marguerite, daisy Watkins.
Okay. Wow. I can even remember how many important characters and recurring characters are brought in today. Of course, this may seem familiar if toi read the New 52 Static Shock series where Virgil joins étoile, star Labs. Sorta similar, but still different. Enjoy and have a great day!!!
Daily Episode
jour Forty-Eight:
Static Shock Episode Five: "They're Playing my Song"
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Summary: A meta-human named Adam Evans, Rubberband Man, attempts to get revenge on Ice Pack, a rapper who a volé, étole a song he wrote. Virgil gets a job at Burger Fool and loses it when he had to sneak out to take care of business as Static.
SOOO sorry this took so long!!!!!! I watched it this morning and totally forgot to put it up!!!! Anyway: the moral of this episode is never steal. Especially from a powerful meta-human with a lame name.
jour Forty-Eight:
Static Shock Episode Five: "They're Playing my Song"
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Summary: A meta-human named Adam Evans, Rubberband Man, attempts to get revenge on Ice Pack, a rapper who a volé, étole a song he wrote. Virgil gets a job at Burger Fool and loses it when he had to sneak out to take care of business as Static.
SOOO sorry this took so long!!!!!! I watched it this morning and totally forgot to put it up!!!! Anyway: the moral of this episode is never steal. Especially from a powerful meta-human with a lame name.