They've given up. They're just a cloud of steam now, floating around.
Sun Shower
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I have to stay inside... Being steam is unpleasant. Hard to get anything done. Also there's the freaking out people do when I'm a disembodied voice.
Some electricity villain tried to shock me today. I feel like Pokemon has done irreversible damage in regards to people thinking that water is conductive.
[a very realistic ice sculpture on the sidewalk] [A pretty inconvenient place for street art but damn it's gorgeous in its detail] [How did the artist get the hair to do that? Amazing]
Was there a time when you couldn't fall asleep? You're lying down, you look blankly at the darkest corner of your room. When...you swear something just moved.
I am smart, actually. I know the visible lack of a brain might suggest otherwise, but
Severe winter storm warning today, folks! Be sure to stay home unless it's an emergency! And I mean like a real emergency. Life or death kinda thing. 'I'm craving a slim Jim' is REALLY not an emergency!
They're just. Frozen on the ground right now. They look like a transparent corpse.
[the water in the park fountain is splashing around violently, occasionally spitting out dirt, loose change, bird feces, and other such fountain filth]
Would it be cheating if I entered an ice sculpture contest
Cities cities cities ... Which one do I belong to? Do I have to belong to any of them? Is it just wherever you happen to live? What if you don't really *live* anywhere? Maybe it's just where you have the most friends..
Holds their arm out, going still and just watching. Slowly, frost patterns start showing as the surface of their body begins to freeze. "Huh.."
Getting colder out... Sorry if I get... .... ...... Sluggish..
"A Killer Within Awakened, An Innocence Lost.." [Codename: 'Tiger Lily'] - Assassin for Hire. - Not new to RP. - Marvel RP(Street Level)/Multiverse OC. - Descriptive. - No Lewd Allowed. - RT & Like. #Døgma
“Yᴏᴜ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴀɴ ᴀɴᴄʜᴏʀ. I ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴀʟʟ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ I ɴᴇᴇᴅ, ʙᴜᴛ I’ᴍ ɴᴏ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ɪᴛ. Gᴜᴇss ɪᴛ’s ғᴜɴɴʏ ɪɴ ᴀ ᴡᴇɪʀᴅ ᴡᴀʏ.” Jack Ryder. Reporter. Late Night Talk Show Host. Podcaster. Creeper. Demonic Anti-Hero. Yellow Skinned Wacky Man. ♡ + ↻
Going around Gotham and trying to water any withered plants. There's a lot of them.
Wow, so many new people. Hello there! I'm Sun Shower. Nice to meet you!
They're hard at work trying to extinguish the entire crashed spaceship, muttering to themselves as they try to figure out what sort of craft it is. American? Russian? Extraterrestrial? Whatever it is, it's not being very cooperative about not being on fire.
nearest populated area. It wanted fear. And it knew how to get that fear. Its powerful yet slender limbs pumped, moving it at a startling pace across the ground, when it sensed [your character]'s heartbeat nearby. It slowed, then stood up, approaching with heavy footsteps from behind.