forum The Watergirl and her Fireboy (One on one) [OPEN - reboot, I guess?]

Started December 20, 2018 by Deleted user

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Name: Jack Fraiser
Alias: Rook (like from chess ? help me out guys)
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Appearance: Dark, gelled hair, icy blue eyes, 5' 10", disarming smile, very attractive (looks a bit maniacal though)
Usual Outfit: Dark jeans, red t-shirt, leather jacket, the bad boy works.
Appearance (Hero): (If it changes)
Super suit: Black suit, white shirt, blue tie, black masquerade mask.
Personality: Seemingly charming, but off his rocker. Has this crazy notion that if he spreads an epidemic across the world and then sells the antidote to the nations in return for total power, he will be able to rule the world. Trust fund kid, so he's absolutely loaded. Rumor has it he killed his own parents just so he could inherit his fortune and begin his plan.
Powers: Levitation, and manipulating objects, and hypnotic gaze up close.
Strengths: Very powerful, is always two steps ahead, and always has a backup plan, normally consisting of about fifty hired hit men.
Weaknesses: Cocky, loves the game, is an absolute narcissist, and needs to win in style. Very arrogant, so distraction via monologue is 127% possible. HaTeS the sound of whistling, (off his rocker)
Likes: Winning via causing mischief. Himself. Money. Himself. Materialistic things. Himself. Strategy and strategic games. Himself. You get the picture.
Dislikes: Losing. Being told something is his fault. Whistling. Cheaters.
Favorite…
• Color(s): Blue
• Food/Drink: Italian
• Movie/TV Show: NCIS (inspiration)
• Songs/Artists: Imagine Dragons
• Sport: American Football
• Animal: Panther
• Item: Pencil dart gun
• Place to be: His penthouse suite above his evil lair
• Activities: Playing cat and mouse with his two favorite mice
• Season: Winter
• Number: 13
Hobbies: Designing weapons and planning his new world
Talents: Chess and other things involving strategy
Other: CRAZY AS HECK

(I like the character Joy! Can't wait to see him action!)
"I'll look around to see if we can find the source," he told Marina

Marina nodded. "I'll take the right, you take the left." She sprinted off towards the right, which was slightly closer to the explosion, before he could say another word.

He hesitated, not wanting to leave her or let her get close to the explosion but nodded and headed to the left "stay safe my water girl."

Cyren didn't hear his words, but they embraced her delicately. She slowed down as she reached the end of the block. She saw someone to her right, further away from Fuego, and ran towards him. "Rook," she sneered.

Fuego continued down the block, cautiously looking over his shoulder, feeling as if he were being followed

(Sorry!!!!!!)
Rook smiled winningly at her. "Why hello there. How delightful to see you again. What were you called again?" he lazily tossed a grenade into the air and caught it. "Sorry, I'm a little scatterbrained today. Matter of fact, I'm lost! Mind pointing me in the direction of the local hospital? I've seemed to misplaced the silly thing."

(You're fine, darling!)

"What do you want?" she called, approaching him slowly. She kept a steady eye on the grenade.

"Directions, as I said! And a name to your pretty face would be a treat as well." He saw her eyeing the grande and grinned.. "Oh, am I making you uncomfortable? So sorry, here." he tossed her the grenade.

Her eyes widened and she dove to catch it before it hit the ground.

He laughed at her attempt, and pushed his cufflink, causing it to explode in a mini flash, illuminating her face. "Aha! I remember now. Yes, hard to forget a face like that. Cyren, right? And where's your little friend? Last I recall he was hanging off the side of a building, but I had to skedaddle before I could see how things turned out. I wonder how large the blood would've spattered," he mused, enjoying the murderous look on Cyrens face.

Cyren scowled, still blinking away the light from the flash. "You're no match for me and C- Fuego!" she snarled.

"Well, we'll just have to see about that, now won't we?" He smiled again. "Now, where did you say the hospital was?"
(I'm going to a dance guys, so if you need to manipulate Rook at all go for it, and I'll be back around 11:30 my time (It's 7:30 now))

(Okay, have fun! Are you Mountain or Pacific?)

"Why are you going to the hospital?" Cyren demanded.

(Um, Portland Oregon area? Idk, and sorry I'm later than I said, we went for Pie after the dance)
Rook grinned. "Why, to assist the needy of course. I've volunteered to take a few viruses off of their hands." He casually took another grenade from his jacket, tossing it lightly from hand to hand. "After all, I am a servant to society," he chucked the grenade down an alleyway to his left, though it didn't explode. "an assistant to the needy," he tossed another behind his shoulder. "an ally to the nations," he flung the third grenade to his right. "and the salvation to the world!" He flung his arms wide, and all three grenades exploded in fiery quakes.
(I'm exhausted, its like 1:05 am, but I'll talk to you guys in the morning.)

(It's alright!)

Cyren was blown back by the force of the explosions. She groaned and pushed herself up tiredly.

"damn it!" He got to the explosions sights and quickly took out the fires around him "cyren!" He called as he search for the person behind the explosions