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It all started when a crystal dropped into existence, punched a hole in time and space and landed into the lap of one the most insane men to ever walk the Earth.
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a marvel/dc roleplay
Not an ordinary day.(Quake)
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Post by Deleted on Feb 13, 2013 20:01:48 GMT -5
Today was Kara’s second week of school; she was running a bit late for her biology class. Kara grabbed her book bag and zoomed to school. The first bell had already ringed and she was late. Kara couldn’t think of anything better to do then speed off to class. She zoomed to her locker and grabbed her books placing her back pack on the rack. Kara closed the locker door and zoomed past the school principal. The young blonde sat in her desk just before the tardy bell rang. Kara let out a sigh and opened her biology book.
“Class the school has called in a agent to walk around and study the school. So if an agent walks up and talks to you, you must answer with truth.” Kara looked up at her teacher. She was very unsure of what an agent was but she thought that if she asked that question then the class would laugh at her. Take away the fact that she was an alien Kara would be just a silly dumb blonde. The teacher began to ramble on about genes and something to do with mitosis. Kara fixed her light pink strapless tank top. Kara looked around the room and every guy eyes were on her. The young alien never understood why they always stared at her when she fixed her clothes maybe it was because they were staring at her use of short clothes. The bell rang and Kara stood from her desk, grabbed her books and headed for the door.
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Post by zero on Feb 13, 2013 21:04:27 GMT -5
Dressed in a fine suit of pure white and grey, clinging perfectly to every curve with high heels of a silver metal-like look, she looked imposing, and every person she had met so far in this school was either frightened, craving her, or jealous. She smirked as she left her latest classroom and began clicking down the hallway again. Daisy Johnson, agent of S.H.E.I.L.D. had been sent to this little school to identify an alien, and so far all the aliens she'd seen were illegal aliens.
She sighed and rubbed her brow as she stood outside the next classroom, leaning against the doorframe. Man, this was so very degrading. Why could they have not sent someone else? Oh, yea. That was because she was the agent who had left with an alien. Who was damned fine if she remembered correctly.
She smirked, and straightened her outfit and opened the door to this next classroom, her blue eyes staring through each and every student. Boys and girls alike cowered at her gaze. "I am agent Daisy Johnson, and I will be observing your class today. If I ask you to step into the hallway, I will question you, and there will be no questions asked of me. Now carry on as normal." she stated calmly.
She looked across the classroom, and at first she saw nothing out of the ordinary, except that the boys seemed to be quite distracted. She focused her eyes on the object of their affection and frowned at the oddly short clothes, good looks, and general stunted intelligence of the girl that sat there. She paused, observed for a few more minutes and then pointed directly at her.
"You. Come with me." she stated calmly, waiting for the girl to approach and exit through the door. Once they had gotten out in the hallway, she would close the door and stare the girl down. "State your name." she commanded, eyes softening slightly. "Don't be scared, I'm not here to harm you. I only want to ask you a few things, now go on."
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Post by Deleted on Feb 13, 2013 21:33:02 GMT -5
“State your name, don’t be scared I’m not here to harm you, I only want to ask you a few things, now go on.” Kara looked at the lady. She noticed how her outfit was stunningly beautiful on her. She thought of how hot that outfit must be. Thinking about being hot made Kara hot, and that was what Kara hated. She took off her red jacket that was covering her shoulders and set it on the floor. “My name is Kara Kent, and I don’t mind questions, I love questions I ask them all the time.” Kara smiled at the beautiful lady standing across from her. Kara was unsure about why she had called her out. Kara took in the look of the one called Daisy; she noticed how daisy didn’t really want to be there. There was something quite relaxing about Daisy that Kara liked. The blonde looked at her with confusion. “Why are you here? Why do you were your hair like that, do you like wearing all those clothes?” Kara couldn't help but ask those questions. Kara had a need to learn the human way.
Kara looked at Daisy with her wide blue eyes. She was all to confused about this agent and she wanted to know more about it, and being that Kara was Supergirl it was her duties to protect the school right? With that Kara decided that she would watch this agent just as closely as she was watching everyone else. Supergirl’s first mission; find out who she is why she’s here and what she’s all about. Kara would call it mission: Keep Watch On The One Named Daisy.
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Post by zero on Feb 13, 2013 22:43:29 GMT -5
Daisy raised an eyebrow at this girl as she asked questions of her, and her normally stoic face went blank. Man this girl was an odd one, and definitely now her top candidate for alien of the school award. She crossed her arms over her chest and waited for the girl to finish before she decided to speak too.
"A- I'm here to do my job, which isn't any of your business at the moment. B-This dress is specially made to keep me cool. C- I like my hair this short, makes me looks sexy. And D- Where are you from kid?" she smiled softly at her and placed her hands on her hips. "You don't act like your from around here, and I should know." she stated calmly as she smiled warmly at the girl and placed a hand on her shoulder.
She hoped the child was as brutally honest as she was curious. Then, her job would be so much easier. If she was a good alien, filled out paperwork, and worked with S.H.E.I.L.D. like Thor did, then she wouldn't be any trouble. And besides, she doubted this cute face could cause any harm anyways.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 13, 2013 23:13:52 GMT -5
The girl smiled “your right I’m not from around her. I’m from Smallville it’s a couple miles from hear this is my second week in a big school I’m just trying to learn what the city life is like.” yeah Kara might not be the most intelligent person in the school but she wasn’t stupid when it came to telling people she wasn’t from earth, she had only told Michael and he was cool with it once he believed her, Michael also told her not to tell anyone where she was from more so for agents, and daisy was an agent. “I’m a farm girl, hence the clothes, it’s really hot on the farm back home and I hate being hot, do you have any more questions for me agent daisy?” that’s when Kara figured out she was looking for aliens, and Kara was indeed an alien.
She smiled at the agent with her innocent goody smiling face and looked down at daisy’s shoes, if anyone knew what this little alien girl was all about they would know that she stares at peoples shoes when she’s nervous or scared, if Kara had been really scared she would have fried the agent where she stood but she wasn’t scared just nervous that she was going to get taken away. That she would never see Michael or Sinestro again and she would be living in some cell. She looked up from the agents shoes and smiled. “yer looking for someone strange aren’t you, and you thought that picking on a poor farm girl was yer best shot?” Kara’s words came out in her best farmer’s voice she could do. The truth was she moved between the Kent farm and Michael’s apartment.
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FORUM SKIN BY KATYA OF GANGNAM-STYLE
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