Static Shock Test
Prologue:
"Sharon! For the last time, I am not eating yo' egg smoothies!"
"Son, eat your breakfast."
"Breakfast?! toi call this breakfast?" the teen asked, indicating his plate. "I call it a smoothie! And Sharon should've added strawberries! And a glass."
"You know that is exactly how momma used to cook them!"
"Strange. I don't remember having to eat her's with a spoon!"
"Son, just eat. The school bus'll be here any minute."
"Yes, pops." the boy a dit dejectedly.
The strife over breakfast between Sharon and Virgil Hawkins was not uncommon in the Hawkins household. The fifteen an old African-American constantly rejected his seventeen an old sister's food. His complaint was it wasn't "how momma cooked it".
After eating his eggs, and making a point to slurp loudly as he did, the teen stumbled up the stairs to grab his backpack and finish cleaning up. Virgil walked into the bathroom and ran a hand through his dreadlocks. He tried shaking them up, but that made it look like he slept on them funny, so he gave it up.
The boy wasn't bad looking. He was firm and muscular, his body was shaped like that of a superhero, and he still couldn't grow a beard.
"Hey! Catnip!" Sharon called from downstairs. "You done shaving those three whiskers?"
Virgil slammed the door shut and picked up his father's razor. He activated it and ran it over his chin, muttering a rap as he did.
"Hey!" Sharon called again, opening the door. "The bus will be here in five minutes. Hurry up!"
"Oh, shove off!" Virgil said. "You just want in so toi can waste thirty minutes in the shower!"
"I do not! I need to use this room!"
"What for?" Virgil asked with a smirk upon his youthful face.
"For taking a shower!" Sharon exclaimed. "And...um.... Brushing my teeth!"
"Sure," Virgil said, turning back to the mirror to admire his freshly shaved chin and adding his final witty retort. "Cucumber eyes."
"Ooohhh!!!" Sharon exclaimed, clenching her fists. Virgil walked out, a smug look on his face.
"And will toi put a chemise on?" Sharon called after him. "We all know you've been working out at the gym! No need to montrer that one and a half muscle off!"
"Well at least I'm trying to look masculine!" Virgil called. He screamed and shut his door as a hair dryer flew at it.
"Dude!"
Virgil screamed again. He looked up to see his caucasian friend floating outside his window, in full green-white costume.
"Richie! Man, toi scared me to death!" Virgil said, standing up.
"Me ou your sister?" Richie smirked.
Virgil glowered at him.
"Anyway, straight to the point: put on your tights, Hotstreak's downtown. He partnered with a few other metas and is terrorizing a mall."
"Which meta-humans?" Virgil asked as he ducked into his closet to change.
"Aquamaria, Puff, Onyx, Ebon..." Richie rattled off the junior criminal's names as he counted them on his fingers.
"Whoah, Ebon?" Virgil's voice came from the closet. "I thought Mr. Shadows was in meta-jail."
"Yeah, well, so were all the others. Someone broke them all out."
"Who?"
"Dunno."
Virgil emerged from his closet dressed in full static costume: black sleeveless t-shirt with a yellow lighting bolt over a cercle of the same color. Black pants, yellow utility belt, white and blue mask along with his navy blue trench manteau proclaimed him Dakota City's hero: Static Shock.
"Let's go." Virgil said, pulling out his disk and hopping on it. He and Gear flew off towards downtown, where a smoke nuage was rising.
WHADDAYA THINK? SHOULD I CONTINUE?
Prologue:
"Sharon! For the last time, I am not eating yo' egg smoothies!"
"Son, eat your breakfast."
"Breakfast?! toi call this breakfast?" the teen asked, indicating his plate. "I call it a smoothie! And Sharon should've added strawberries! And a glass."
"You know that is exactly how momma used to cook them!"
"Strange. I don't remember having to eat her's with a spoon!"
"Son, just eat. The school bus'll be here any minute."
"Yes, pops." the boy a dit dejectedly.
The strife over breakfast between Sharon and Virgil Hawkins was not uncommon in the Hawkins household. The fifteen an old African-American constantly rejected his seventeen an old sister's food. His complaint was it wasn't "how momma cooked it".
After eating his eggs, and making a point to slurp loudly as he did, the teen stumbled up the stairs to grab his backpack and finish cleaning up. Virgil walked into the bathroom and ran a hand through his dreadlocks. He tried shaking them up, but that made it look like he slept on them funny, so he gave it up.
The boy wasn't bad looking. He was firm and muscular, his body was shaped like that of a superhero, and he still couldn't grow a beard.
"Hey! Catnip!" Sharon called from downstairs. "You done shaving those three whiskers?"
Virgil slammed the door shut and picked up his father's razor. He activated it and ran it over his chin, muttering a rap as he did.
"Hey!" Sharon called again, opening the door. "The bus will be here in five minutes. Hurry up!"
"Oh, shove off!" Virgil said. "You just want in so toi can waste thirty minutes in the shower!"
"I do not! I need to use this room!"
"What for?" Virgil asked with a smirk upon his youthful face.
"For taking a shower!" Sharon exclaimed. "And...um.... Brushing my teeth!"
"Sure," Virgil said, turning back to the mirror to admire his freshly shaved chin and adding his final witty retort. "Cucumber eyes."
"Ooohhh!!!" Sharon exclaimed, clenching her fists. Virgil walked out, a smug look on his face.
"And will toi put a chemise on?" Sharon called after him. "We all know you've been working out at the gym! No need to montrer that one and a half muscle off!"
"Well at least I'm trying to look masculine!" Virgil called. He screamed and shut his door as a hair dryer flew at it.
"Dude!"
Virgil screamed again. He looked up to see his caucasian friend floating outside his window, in full green-white costume.
"Richie! Man, toi scared me to death!" Virgil said, standing up.
"Me ou your sister?" Richie smirked.
Virgil glowered at him.
"Anyway, straight to the point: put on your tights, Hotstreak's downtown. He partnered with a few other metas and is terrorizing a mall."
"Which meta-humans?" Virgil asked as he ducked into his closet to change.
"Aquamaria, Puff, Onyx, Ebon..." Richie rattled off the junior criminal's names as he counted them on his fingers.
"Whoah, Ebon?" Virgil's voice came from the closet. "I thought Mr. Shadows was in meta-jail."
"Yeah, well, so were all the others. Someone broke them all out."
"Who?"
"Dunno."
Virgil emerged from his closet dressed in full static costume: black sleeveless t-shirt with a yellow lighting bolt over a cercle of the same color. Black pants, yellow utility belt, white and blue mask along with his navy blue trench manteau proclaimed him Dakota City's hero: Static Shock.
"Let's go." Virgil said, pulling out his disk and hopping on it. He and Gear flew off towards downtown, where a smoke nuage was rising.
WHADDAYA THINK? SHOULD I CONTINUE?
Name: Lara Nightingale
Occupation: Hero
Hero Name: Nightingale
Age: 16
Appearance: Dark-brown hair, green eyes, tall and slender
Powers: Has the power of flight, strength and longer stamina.
Abilities/Skills:
Knows jujitsu and is very good at evading enemies.
Hero costume: Purple crop haut, retour au début with long sleeves (With an "N" logo) Black pants, black boots, yellow utility belt, and a black cape with hood.
Civvies: Green crop top, three-quarter jean pants, white shoes, black baseball cap.
Weapons: None. She has her powers-she doesn't need weapons has her powers are strong enough.
Personality:
Sarcastic and is a friendly person.
Family: Her grandma is Talia Al Ghul and her parents were killed in a plane crash-so she's a orphan.
Story: Came from the future (52 yrs from time)
Occupation: Hero
Hero Name: Nightingale
Age: 16
Appearance: Dark-brown hair, green eyes, tall and slender
Powers: Has the power of flight, strength and longer stamina.
Abilities/Skills:
Knows jujitsu and is very good at evading enemies.
Hero costume: Purple crop haut, retour au début with long sleeves (With an "N" logo) Black pants, black boots, yellow utility belt, and a black cape with hood.
Civvies: Green crop top, three-quarter jean pants, white shoes, black baseball cap.
Weapons: None. She has her powers-she doesn't need weapons has her powers are strong enough.
Personality:
Sarcastic and is a friendly person.
Family: Her grandma is Talia Al Ghul and her parents were killed in a plane crash-so she's a orphan.
Story: Came from the future (52 yrs from time)
Name: Jessie Bennett
Likes: Gardening
Best Friend: Joan (Alix Penn)
Loves: Animals
Dislikes: Poaching/Hunting
Worst Habit: Sleeping at her desk
Personal Secret: Is used to hurting herself for the need of others
favori Food: Anything Meat-Free (Vegetarian)
favori Color: Turquoise ou Jade
Code Name: None
Mentor/Inspiration: Poison Ivy
Relations: None
Base of Operations: JLA Headquarters
Personal Home: Garden of Eden
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Appearance: blonde hair and dark blue eyes ( eyes can change colour depending on mood)
Personality: she is very strong willed and powerful, she often enjoys sparing but seems to be very stubborn when she needs help ou is in danger.
Powers/ Abilities: she can teleport ( but usually fails) she is very handy with her sword and has many skills in combat .
Past: when she was young, her mother died being stabbed par her father and she was abused par her father for many years, she ran away and was set off on her own until she was found par flash and was recommeneded to jooin the team.
( hope toi like it i worked really hard and think i did a good job)