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Post by Blink on Aug 4, 2019 19:29:23 GMT
Ok so Blink tried, like really tried, to say something intelligent after his disastrous first attempt at conversation. Unfortunately his chaffeur (or was is chaffeuse?) kissee him, and touched him, and spoke to him like he existed. She might as well have been a donkey and kicked him in the head because Blink just stared at her with his mouth open. Good thing she wasn't driving a convertable, 'cause mouthful of bugs. Rebecca had another effect of Blink other that apparently adling his brain and he squirmed in his bucket seat trying to ahem hide the 'problem'. One quick kiss and the kid was chucking wood like a woodchuck. Yup, Blink had a serious boner trying to break out of his pants.
So Blink did the only thing he could think of: he put his hands over his crotch to hide his obvious state of excitement, and he nodded at everything Rebecca said. He just stared and nodded. Even when she asked him to tell her about himself. Just smiled and nod Blink. Smile and nod.
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Jul 23, 2019 19:05:35 GMT
Post by Blink on Jul 23, 2019 19:05:35 GMT
Blink was sitting at home when he got the call. Now, the kid might have liked to say he was engrossed in some really important shit when his phone rang. Sadly, he was not. Blink was sitting on his second-hand couch in his boxers eating KD while watching reruns of Bob's Burgers. Living the dream.
The kid put down his gourmet meal for a moment to answer his phone. He balanced the small black plastic rectangle between his ear and shoulder so he could take up the cheesy deliciousness he had made for dinner. Several uh huh's followed acknowledging the caller who sounded extremely familiar to him. There was just something about her voice that he was sure he had heard before.
Call him paranoid, but Blink wasn't about to just give out his home address. True the Fools likely knew where he lived already but that didn't mean he had to make it easy. Instead he told Ms. Familiar Voice that he could be pick up near the south entrance of a nearby park.
For some reason Blink showered, weird because he had just showered in the morning and he hadn't really done anything to warrant another dousing of water and Axe(TM) bodywash. He got dressed, nothing fancy, jeans, a t-shirt and a pair of hightops. He teleported to the park and waited within eyesight of the road. He actually heard the described car before he saw it, but as soon as he did make eye contact he winked out of existence and reappeared in the passenger seat of the sweet ride. He fully expected to see Mouse riding the driver's seat. In fact, Blink had a smartassed remark all prepared for the guy. That snarky comment died when he saw the woman gripping the well.
"Uh...." - Blink stared wide-eyed and open-mouthed. He did not expect a girl, or more aptly, a woman. And it did not help that he suddenly remembered where he had heard the sultry voice on the phone. Blink was 100% certain that she was the voice behind an exceptionally bouncy blond he had watched on a... cough ... adult website. So without thinking, Blink said the first thing that came to his mind which unfortunately was a line from said x-rated film:
"Oh baby you make me tingle all over!"
To make matters worse, his voice cracked on the word tingle. What was he fifteen years old all over again?
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Post by Blink on Jun 30, 2019 9:43:06 GMT
A small bird could have landed within Blink's wide open mouth as he witnessed a murder. A particularly brutal one at that; you didn't see someone get beaten to death with their own arm everyday. What the actual fuck had he gotten himself into?
Blink stood only half listening to what was being said. Most of his attention was focussed on the body being dragged out. His eyes trailed along after the dead man. He was jolted from his slightly stunned state tlby something Mouse said. Did he hear right?
"What? Wait, nuh no no. I ain't paying anything back, I stole that fair and squa-" Blink's bravado faltered when he finally locked his eyes upon the woman in the room - Lulu. She had just ripped a man's arms off like she was breaking a wishbone true, but Blink had not really focussed on 'her'. He was more concerned with the gory display. But now left alone with her - ok and with Mouse - the kid could only stare at her and blush. Yeah, he was blushing something fierce.
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Jun 29, 2019 20:48:48 GMT
Post by Blink on Jun 29, 2019 20:48:48 GMT
Blink had no idea what he was doing. He was no hardened criminal, nor was he even some kind of street thug. Let's face it, he would probably blow over in a stiff breeze. Well that was not entirely true. He rubbed his nose, still sore from his introduction to Mouse. Still sore, and maybe just a little bit bent from meeting the big lugs rather large fiat intimately.
He wasn't even some sort of criminal master mind. Blink was just your run of the mill burglar, one who tried to take as few risks as possible. Or so he had thought... before he had run afoul of the Fools. Miraculously he wasn't dead - though his nose pointed ever so slightly to the left now. Oh, and he was apparently a Fool now, for life. Seriously, he was in so hardcore shit.
That was how he ended up in the middle of nowhere watching his Boss - his infinitely hot Boss - stop an armoured vehicle with her bare fist. Blink couldn't help but... Blink. The sound was unreal, like a Coke can bring crush, only a million times louder. It was so loud that Blink found himself covering his ears. But then someone was shouting at him. At first he just stared, mouth agape. Intelligence must have seeped into his brain at some point however, because with a resolute nor, Blink realised what he needed to do.
One moment he was safely away from the metal carnage, the next he was standing practically face to metal. He moved so that he could spy into the armored vehicle through heavily leaded glass and once more he was gone. He reemerged within the twisted corridor that ran between the cells. The only guard he could see was on the ground. The lights flickered and buzzed loudly.The place smelled like ozone.
He checked the nearest cell, looking inside to see if it held one of the men he had seen in the photos shown to him earlier that morning.
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Jun 15, 2019 22:34:11 GMT
Post by Blink on Jun 15, 2019 22:34:11 GMT
Apparently they were playing the silence game. Blink clued in to that pretty quickly after a few minutes basically talking to himself. Fine, if that was how it was going to be. Turns out Blink lasted maybe two minutes before he asked another question... and he got the same response: nothing. It was going to be a long drive if this was how it was going to be.
Fortunately the car came to a stop in front of the Fool's Dice Club. It was somewhat anticlimactic. Blink had figured these were the guys he had run afoul of. Still, the sight of the actual club might have caused his heart to skip a beat. He listened to the big man when he finally deigned to speak once more.
And when Mouse commented on his appearance, Blink smirked and shot back: "Yeah? Well at least I don't look like I just got hit in the head with a spiked dildo.. and liked it." He said this while tentatively rubbing the sides of his nose. He was checking to see if it was broken. Shit it hurt just touching it.
He waited patiently as Mouse rapped on the door.
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Jun 13, 2019 19:23:31 GMT
Post by Blink on Jun 13, 2019 19:23:31 GMT
Every part of Blink's body hurt. Especially his nose. He suddenly sympathized with the strawberries that went into making a daiquiri, because that's what a run-in with Mouse felt like, being run through a blender. Being man-handled outside and to their.... borrowed ride did not really help. The only advantage was he did not have to rely on holding himself up all by himself. Heh.
The car seat was a welcome respite, even with the glass digging at the seat of his jeans. Blink flopped his head back. His vision faded for a minute, but then flashed back into the moment. The kid turned to look at the big man talking. His lips were moving, something about seatbelts. Maybe he was concussed he thought, grinning with stupid revelation. Could a fist to your face concuss you?
"Blink" he replied, and he actually reached out, offering the man his hand. And as his brain caught up, he pulled on his seatbelt. It took him a few attempts but he did finally manage to buckled in.
"So just who is this lady we are going to see?"
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Post by Blink on Jun 5, 2019 16:24:28 GMT
That moment of hesitation was Blink's downfall. The brute seized him by the ankle and the next thing Blink knew, he was being tossed around like a rag doll. He tried to teleport, in fact he might have flickered in-and-out several times in his attempts, but it was too late. With his ability causing him to strobe, Blink hit a very solid wall. He heard a distinct crunch, and he was pretty sure it wasn't the sound of cracking plaster.
Thud. The kid slid down the dented wall and flopped into the concrete. He just lay there, wheezing, but otherwise remained still. Maybe he was playing dead. Or every part of him might just be a little bit battered and bruised and the concrete floor was so refreshingly cold against his cheek.
Blink coughed. He spit up some blood. He thought he might have broken a rib. And he was certain his nose was never going to look right again. Somewhere in the distance, filtered through the dull throbbing ache which pulsed through his body, he heard the big man talk. Something about meeting someone? The fuck.
Blink got up. Well, not exactly. The kid managed to get himself up onto his hands and knees. His head hung low. With an effort, he lifted his head and looked towards his assailant. He gave a toothy grin, smeared with blood, and he was gone again. When he reappeared, it was behind the torturer. Blink punched him, or he tried, but all he managed to do was lose his balance, beat up as he was. He teetered back and fell onto his arse.
"Fine..." he sighed, "Lets go meet this scary lady."
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May 30, 2019 22:00:42 GMT
Post by Blink on May 30, 2019 22:00:42 GMT
Once Blink was able to teleport, he could have just escaped. In fact, that is likely what most people would have done. After all, spending quality time with his new friend did not look to be good for anyone's health. But Blink was reasonably smart, at least when it came to head smarts. He had a real good idea who these 'wrong people' he had apparently stolen from. Now he hadn't intended to steal from them... in fact he had no idea that these particular bad guys had any interest in the places he had been targeting. But he knew now, and he couldn't just blink away, not without leaving town, or maybe winking out of existence entirely. Nope. Blink was confident that if he tried to get away his life in town was going to be one where he constantly had to look over his shoulder.
That meant staying. And this brought him to the next problem: Mr. Smashy-Smash-Smash. Blink needed to subdue the walking slab of mutant muscle, at least until he could find someone to reason with. Fuck his face hurt. Blink did not want to experience the big lug's fists again, so he tried to keep out of his line of sight, blinking in and out of existence as need be.
When he flickered into reality beside the mutant's tools, conveniently laid out on the workbench, he grabbed one at random and poof! he winked out again. He hadn't looked at what he had nicked, so when he flashed back into range of Mr. Muscles, his eyes went wide as he struck the big muty with the nail-spiked dildo. The absurdity of the random choice of weapon caused him to stall teleporting again, for a split second anyways. Long enough to get hit once more before he leapt out of reality.
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May 25, 2019 19:59:22 GMT
Post by Blink on May 25, 2019 19:59:22 GMT
Blink's vision kept shifting in and out of focus. His nervous flickering was partly to blame, and so was the repeated beating to his once beautifully innocent face. But even without a sharp image, the growing brute before him was still cause for trepidation.
The hapless kid would have gulped if he could swallow. That wasn't something he could quite manage just them. He spit again, trowing the remnants of bile and blood to the floor... and his knees. As if he weren't messy enough.
"Yeah, figured as much..." Blink croaked, "You can't even handle a beat up kid without tying him to a chair and going all roid rage muty."
Fuck this guy. Stupid or not, he was not about to grovel and go down on him. Not without a fight.
"You are probably too afraid to let me loose, scared I'll kick your ass like and every one will know what a pussy you really are."
Somehow his ploy had worked. The big dumb brute released him. The force with which his bonds were ripped aside caused him to stumbled forward off the chair and tumbled onto the ground. He wasn't exactly in the best shape, he ached, and he was pretty sure that if he looked down, he was going to see a damp spot spreading out from his crotch. Fuck, he had pissed himself.
The mutant maniac had not just shredded the ropes that held him to the chair however....
Blink disappeared. And it seemed he had fled, like for good. A good three minutes ticked last and just when Mouse might think he had ran like a coward, Blink flashed into reality swinging a length of cast iron pipe.
"Eat metal asshole!"
Not the best right phrase... but cut the kid some slack, he did get punched in the face not once, but twice.
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May 25, 2019 17:33:52 GMT
Post by Blink on May 25, 2019 17:33:52 GMT
It took a moment for Blink to get his bearings. His vision shifted from black, to blurry, to a hazy kind of focus. As coherence seeped into his body, peppered with an ache in his face, he pulled against his restraints. He wasn't in the best shape to test their mettle, but he had to try because his new friend, yeah he didn't look all that friendly. In fact he looked downright scary. Ok so blink wasn't just scared, he was scared shitless. Which was a good thing, because the last thing he wanted to do was shit his pants. Correction: The angry looking mutant re-introduced his fist to Blink's face. His head whipped to one side and he saw stars. Getting punched in the face again was the last thing he wanted. At least in the moment. He careened to the floor.
The taste of copper bloomed in Blink's mouth. He spat, sending a spray of blood onto the ground. It took effort but he righted his head to look at his captor. Mouse flickered in and out of reality. But it wasn't the bearded aggressor who was strobing, Blink was snapping in and out of existence. The dampener prevented him from teleporting outright, but his nerves still tried for escape. When the chair was levered upright, he thought he was going to throw up.
Boy was he wrong. His gut was tenderized care of Mouse's knuckles and Blink actually threw up. It wasn't Linda Blair style projectile vomit, more of a spit up dribble that stained his shirt with a streak of bloody puke.
"When..." Blink said, or rather whispered. His voice was hoarse, and gurgled somewhat as blood trickled down the back of his throat, "I get out of here..." he paused to take a breath, "I am gonna fuck you up."
Yeah... probably not the smartest thing he ha ever done in his life. Then again, Blink wasn't exactly thinking right.
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May 24, 2019 22:14:54 GMT
Post by Blink on May 24, 2019 22:14:54 GMT
Three weeks ago, that was when Blink had first run across them. He didn't didn't know who they were, not at first. Oh he suspected, I mean they were kind of a legend around these parts. But Blink did not really know any of them personally so they remained a curious suspicion. The first time he had been inside a jewelry store just after 2am. Yeah, he was robbing the place. Blink was also careful when he robbed a jewelry store: face covered in case of cameras, gloves until he needed to blink out, and he only swiped a few pieces so it would take longer for the owners to notice. And he always took solid gold, easier to melt down and fence.
But back to the first time. Blink was in the store. He had already chosen a few pieces and was about to blink out. His gloves were off, gold chains held in his hands along with a big ass gold ring hanging off a finger. All of a sudden the window was smashed in, and the security bars.. yeah, those were pushed aside like they were wet noodles. As the flying glass settled, Blink uncurled from his instinctive defensive position and he locked eyes with a man - obviously a mutant. The alarm system screamed.
Blink grinned. His grin was hidden behind the bandanna that covered his face, but his eyes twinkled. He lifted a hand - laden with gold loot - in a mocking salute. And then Blink teleported away.
The next time Blink ran into them was at one of the pay day loan joints. The teleported had cased the place a few weeks before and noticed that at closing time, the wicket-jockey never emptied his till into the safe. Instead she just left it, relying on the locked doors between the outside world and the cash. Lazy. But opportune. Blink appeared behind the counter some time around 3am. He opened the till.... which was just a drawer. Seriously? Were they asking to be robbed? And helped himself to the big bills. He lifted his hoodie, showing of the bungee cords stretched around his mid-section and chest. Carefully his slipped bills between the cords and his skin, ensuring that all important skin contact for when he blinked out.
Kaboom! The sound was deafening as the front of the store was... was it ripped off? The violent explosion of brick, glass and steel cause Blink to dropped to the ground behind the counter. When he lifted his head to see what the actual fuck was going on, he made eye contact with.. yup, the same dude that he had run into at the jewelry store. Blink got out of there in a flash.
That takes us to the present. Blink was about to teleport into the office of a strip club. Why a strip club you ask? They always had a lot of cash around. And from what he had observed, they didn't do a great job keeping tabs on it. When he had cased this particular place, on his way to the bathroom he had stumbled into the office - 'Sorry dude, was looking for the john'. Several stacks of green had been carelessly piled on the desk and a shelf. Shit, there was even some bills on the floor. So Blink chose a time close to 3 in the morning and he teleported into the strip club office.
That was when his face met a fist. And Blink fell to the floor, knocked out cold. Who knows how long it was before he came to. His face hurt, and he couldn't think straight. Was he tied to a fucking chair? Blink tried to teleport. But he couldn't. Maybe his brain was just a little bit too rattled and he couldn't concentrate, or maybe whoever had tied him to a chair was doing something that stopped him. Either way, Blink was in serious risk of pissing his pants. He opened his eyes against the pain that throbbed through his face... and his eyes met....
You guessed it... that same Fool.
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May 20, 2019 21:58:02 GMT
Post by Blink on May 20, 2019 21:58:02 GMT
x Archie Tanner NAME. Archibald Tanner NICKNAME. Blink AGE. Nineteen BIRTHDAY. June 9 MEMBER GROUP. Mutant GENDER. Male SEXUAL ORIENTATION. Bi POWER: Teleportation STRENGTHS:. Blink can teleport himself (along with possessions such as clothing and others in direct physical contact) instantaneously to another place that he has been. WEAKNESS: In theory, Blink can teleport to any place he has already been, however he must have been there physically - photographs or descriptions of places will not work. Blink can take possessions and even other people with him when he teleports. But they must be in direct physical contact with his skin. For example, change in his pocket would not teleport with him. So if you are hitching a ride with Blink, make sure he is touching you, and your clothing.And when Blink is nervous, or under strain, he has a tendency to well, blink in and out of existence.
FACE CLAIM. Martin Garrix HEIGHT. 175cm / 5'9" WEIGHT. 66kg / 145# IDENTIFYING FEATURES. Blink has no piercings, tattoos or scars. About the only indentifying feature he might have is his smile (it is rather bright and infectious) otherwise he is pretty unassuming and forgettable. OVERALL. Not too tall, not too big, Blink is generally... average. His brown hair shifts from dark to light depending on the season and how much sun he gets. His eyes are a clear blue. Sneakers , jeans, t-shirts and hoodies - this is Blink's standard attire. He also wears a steel chain around his neck that is almost always worn under his shirt from which he hangs things like his keys.POSITIVE TRAITS. loyal, fearless, intelligent, resolute NEGATIVE TRAITS. shy, socially awkward, greedy, disillusioned
OVERALL. Blink was always a pretty bright kid. Well, at least when it came to figuring things out, like how to make a rocket out of a pop bottle and some Mentos. When it came to understanding people however... Blink just didn't get it. You would think for such a fearless and determined kid (he jumped off roof into a pile of leaves when he was nine) he would be able to overcome his shyness... but no. His power didn't help either.. when he was about to get his first kiss... he blinked out of sight only to flicker back into reality -behind- Becky Sims just in time to slobber all over the back of her head. Yeah. He might have been happy-go-lucky at one time, but after his mom died he became somewhat disillusioned with the world.. where once he saw the good in people.. now he just sees bad. So why not be bad himself?
FATHER. Unknown (one night stand) MOTHER. Melissa Tanner (deceased) SIBLINGS. None OTHER FAMILY. None HOMETOWN. Detroit OVERALL. Archibald Tanner never knew his father. When he was younger, his mom said he had been in the Navy, but as he grew older he learned that was a lie. His dad had been a one night stand: a bottle of Chardonnay and a wickedly charming smile.
His mom was a waitress. She named him after her Archie, from the comic books. She thought Archibald sounded more prestigious than Archie, so that was that. They lived together in a small apartment, just the two of them. It wasn't a luxurious life, but looking back, it wasn't a bad life.
His ability first appeared as he was good through puberty. He was sitting in the cafeteria at school, alone as usual, when he started... flickering. Someone shouted out: Look! Archie is blinking! And the name stuck, Blink. His ability to teleport freaked him out at first. It was his mom who helped him see that it was a special gift, and she even helped him test out exactly what he could do. She also taught him how he should never use his power for evil because with great power comes great responsibility.... ok, she stole that from Spiderman. But still....
Blink's mom was diagnosed with cancer a few years later. The treatment took alot out of her, but was starting to work when their money ran out. Blink tried to get a job, but even if he managed to find a job, minimum wage wasn't going to pay for his mom's cancer drugs. He wanted to just take the money, he knew he could do it, it was just sitting there in the bank where his mom opened his first bank account. But his mom told him he should never use his powers to steal didn't she?
Somehow they would find a way....
Except they didn't. Blink's mom died when he was sixteen. Without any other family he was put into 'the system'. He didn't last long. Blink had lost his home, his life, and most importantly his mom. And he could have done something about it... he could have gotten the money to save his mom. It had been all his fault.
He ran away. Or he blinked away. Blink did what he should have done while his mom still had a chance... he took what he wanted. And he has been doing so ever since. NAME. pooka AGE. old EXPERIENCE. a long time
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