#{chancestander}

[regensia]

@chancestander​​

Someone had beat him here – that didn’t happen very often, if ever. Not that he minded either, rationally knowing that the fewer fights he was in himself, the better, even if he had gone out with the intention to hunt. A glance around confirmed what he knew to be true however: negativity begat negativity. In lieu of a group of thugs or small-time criminals to defeat, there remained an evil spirit that lingered, watching with perverse interest, unused to being noticed by the living. He had yet to acknowledge its presence.

“You missed something,” Keisuke warned Rex, not pointing out the spirit. He’d never met another psychic before; his standards for the perception of those around him was rather low. “But I guess I should thank you for saving me some time.” Sure there was the reputation of a masked vigilante that went around this area – but even if Kei feigned any awareness of such nicknames he had earned, he wasn’t exactly the territorial sort. For all he knew, this man had his own bone to pick with these men, some unconscious, some writhing in pain, wisely keeping quiet lest any further attention be rained upon them through a flurry of attacks. 

“Did they do something to upset you? Was it personal?”

[mechahero]

@chancestander​ asked- "They haven't got a clue about the life of a superhero."

mlaatr season two starters (accepting!)

Lambda groans. “Tell me about it!”, he exclaims with a wave of his hand and a roll of his eyes. He shoves a spoonful of ridiculously chocolate loaded chocolate ice cream shoved into his mouth. “It’s like-”, he starts again, mouth still full. “They don’t get how hard it is to even be one in the first place! A lot of people don’t seem to understand that we’re sacrificing a lot of time in our lives just so they don’t lose theirs. Like, do people not get that yeah, we’d get tired of this shit after a while?” He swallows. A bit hyperbolic there.

“All I’m sayin’ is that some appreciation for the work we put into this would be nice. Just a little.”

[stxr-bxster]

From [X], @chancestander​

“Aye, them’s words of wisdom right there.”

“Sometimes, people only learn to be decent if the lesson is full of pain. Kind of a bummer that they choose folks like me or you as unwitting teachers.”

[ryogai]

@chancestander​

“Thanks for the help but uh.. who are you?”

[saiyanandproud]

"Remember: Licking doorknobs is illegal on other planets."

"I--"

"--- Okay? I'll keep it in mind, thanks. Not that I ever felt the urge to..."

"I'm afraid to ask but, how did you find it out?"

[oh-nxts-and-bxlts]

Ah yes, a certain shielded speedster and excavator extraordinaire! The... wait. Mutated-Humans? With the same powers as usual, but...*Celeste* and Diggy?! And here comes their friend from outer space, it's-- Giant Robo "Arunaizer RX?!" that sounds like the name of a super robot anime. This must be a glimpse into one of those flipflop AUs...

There's a trilling set of happy beeps as the giant robot landed nearby. But it looks like hanging out again would have to wait.

"Guys! I heard there's a new mutant master on the loose!"

There was markedly little shock or awe from the two Mutant Master humans as their metal friend from outer space made his rocket-powered descent to the front of the ice cream parlor they had chosen as a hangout spot. After all, as far as they were concerned, it was just their average saturday afternoon hangout with their lovable neighborhood metal friend from outer space! Just... with the unfortunate addition that Anuraizer was, as often the case, a bird of bad omen. To his own dismay, and to none of his own fault.

Observing things from the sky did tend to have unforeseen side-effect.

"Oh, hello RX! That's a bit of a shame, it's such a sunny day... I'd have loved to chat and catch some sun." Celeste chimed in greeting, the tall human's cheery temper flattening somewhat at the mention of actual work. There wasn't much separating this specimen from any extra-dimensionnal counterpart in terms of looks, safe for a glaring lack of obvious robotic traits.

Otherwise, the woman looked very much like her tall, long-haired-with-pink-frosted-tips usual self. In a casual lime green sunday dress, to boot. "You need to remember to rest and recharge your solar core too! But, oh well... when work is calling, it usually can't be anyone else's problem." Celeste let out a faint sigh, pushing herself away from the table to stand with a slow stretch. By her side, a faint thump sounded off, followed by a long, dying groan, and she looked down with an amused smile to see her younger sibling, face down on the table.

"Maaannnn, this blooows." The young human groaned, the sound muffled by the fact her face was firmly squished against the hard, flat surface. She slowly shifted her head until her chin rested on the table, leaving her to stare somewhat miserably off into space, possibly at her unfortunate fate.

Unlike Celeste, Delilah "Dee" "Diggy" looked very different from her "typical" alternate. In that she was a short middle-schooler kid with brown hair pulled in poofy pigtails, except for one stubborn cowlick, a freckle-smattered face, buck-teeth, and bright purple eyes behind a pair of large oval glasses, currently perched askew on her face.

Ah, and the fact her hands were tipped with almost comically large shovel claws and scales at home with the mole people. That too was important.

"Can't those guys stick to WEEKDAYS for their evildoing? I get two days a week to have fun, can't they just give me an excuse to skip school?!" Dee whined, throwing a small glare at her sibling as Celeste puffed up her chest.

"Well, you know what they say! There is-" "No rest for the wicked. Yeah, I know." Dee interrupted her sibling's cheery quip with a bored expression, dragging herself out of her seat with a grumble. "Keep the cheesy lines for when you're goofing off in front of the actual evildoer. I don't deserve that kind of auditory torture. A'ight Rexy, lead the way! Maybe if we pack this up quickly we can still go for milkshakes!"

[dayplays]

@chancestander​ said: “Actually, yes. I’ve got 20 dollars riding on the frog.” [[ Squirrel Girl

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“Oh, I am NOT taking that. I think a farm’s worth of actual pigs would have a better shot at handling this.” She said with her hands on her hips, watching with a disappointment as the police were struggling to manage something as simple as a giant frog.

You’d think a wild animal wouldn’t be too big of a problem for public servants used to dealing with hardened criminals, but they’ve yet to accomplish much beyond getting the crowds out of there. Shameful.

“I should probably get down there before they get themselves hurt. Or more importantly, before they hurt the frog.”

[5mind]

💝

💝 - What gestures do they really appreciate? How do you get on their good side?

Giving them something practical (batteries, tools, etc) is always very appreciated.

But really it doesn't have high standards, just telling them they're doing a good job or whatever also works.

[the27percent]

🗝

"It's honestly hard to articulate the kind of exhaustion that I experience. It expresses itself in a few different ways, all of which make me feel... some questionable thoughts that are hard to put into words. I have taken refuge in dissipating more often just because at least then I don't have to carry some of the thoughts I carry in other forms. I can let things go. Just let.. so much go.

For a little while at least. I find myself having to return to some form to interact with others after a while.

But in terms of things I've never spoken about, I just ... I know it should be easier for the likes of me to allow myself more than I do. Logically, there's no reason for me not to do so, and yet - the sense of self-neglect comes much more naturally to me than anything else. It's almost as if any kind of care for myself comes as a result of tending to my responsibilities in many ways, versus any kind of self-consideration I may give.

It's a wonder that I've been able to develop likes and interests over the years given how much .. I didn't think I should give myself even those simple things of having something else to do when I felt like it. "

[quartarcade]

chancestander "WHAT, LIKE WITH A FUCKING ORBITAL SNIPE?!"

"MAYBE! Man, anything's better than 'let's set it on fire'! How about a car crashing into it? Maybe just breaking its legs? Hell, decapitating the straw bastard is good enough! It's only satisfactory if it gets destroyed."

[draggeddowntothedark]

"Hey-- you pulled that trick on me before."

But instead of trying to get back at Kevin, Rex pulled a few bucks from his wallet.

"I could use some of that expertise about now. Tell me a thing or two about your pranks?"

"Ohcrap you got the wrong guy- wait what."

Was this dude serious? Kevin's eyes lit up as he looked at the money. Well, he always needed more money. "I mean, if you want prank advice, you have come to the right person! I'm Kevin, and aside from my charming good looks, I happen to be a master of pranks. The air freshener one, best way to do it is outside if you don't know the person too great. You don't want to trap someone with an asthma attack. But if it's a friend you know isn't gonna die if you do that..."

[regensia]

@chancestander the vibes are rancid but at least the food ain’t

[mechahero]

@chancestander​ asked- "It's... it's kind of like a computer. But for a very specific purpose. Entertainment."

Rex rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly as he showed the Pearl a playstation.  

[[ One for Gem Lambda

“Huh. I see.” Pearl eyes the strange grey contraption. It looks funny but then again a lot of things from anywhere other than Homeworld did. It was just going to take some getting used to. He mulls over the words. Computer and it’s purpose being entertainment. Things that could be said about him to some degree.

“And how does this… thing… entertain you, exactly?”

[morethananheir]

@chancestander from here

She hadn't quite seen Rex in action before, but finally seeing it, and the grin it brought to his face when she arrived? It had her grinning in return; nodding, though, so that she didn't seem distracted while he answered her inquiry.

"Sure thing, Rex!" While terrified pedestrians ran away from the area, she seemed to stretch just a bit, before giving those words of confirmation with a playful little wink. Whatever the root of the issue was, she seemed just fine with the first order of business; firing at falling debris with remarkable precision and focus.

"Didn't catch you at a bad time, did I?" Almost playful, she seemed to enjoy hero work, herself.

[theportertwins]

Cont;;; @chancestander​

“I’ve felt like a stranger my whole life.” Jo-Ann began, her arms crossing, the palms of her hands resting against each bicep. “But I suppose, perhaps it’s easier to feel better when you know someone else knows what you’re feeling...” Those big baby blue eyes batted down at him like the sky on a cool spring morning, her big honker of a nose rather prominently sloping up, giving her a rather bird like appearance.  “Has it been easy for you? Growing up on Earth?” She spoke so meekly, her hands rubbing her arms. 

[oh-nxts-and-bxlts]

🌿[[ One for Celerity

"Oh, well, that's-" Celerity looks up at the misplaced little branch of greenery. Then back at Rex, then back up at the little branch before joining her hands in front of her mouth and letting out a long sigh, cheeks dusted pink. She doesn't know Rex as a very kissy or flirty individual, so she's honestly not sure how to take the specific situation they've found themselves in. As much as she's comfortable with it... she's more worried about Rex being the uncomfortable one.

Doesn't take her very long to figure out something though.

"Just so you know, you're fully entitled to confidentiality for skipping holiday traditions with me around." She announces, holding up a hand with the other laying over where her heart would have been, had she been human. "On my honor, I swear to secrecy and to no obligatory kisses."