A New Icejin Approaches! Refri!

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here’s some stupid thing I wrote however long ago

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it’s about a grumpy janitor and a super villain

Well. Nicholas thought. Shit.

He’d finally, finally been left alone in this place, all the heroes going off to do some hero things. Which meant he’d finally actually get this place clean and maybe keep it that way for more than an hour!

But noooo. One of the most powerful super villains had apparently decided that, instead of joining his fellow villains in their weird plan to take the world together and divide it up (How did that make sense? They’d probably just fight over it), he would attack the base. Of fucking course.

The super villain grinned viciously at him, the violent winds he controlled dying down. He was a weird one, unpredictable, and for some reason the only villain in the city who had refused to make up a villain name. It had been left to the heroes to make up one for him, and, while they were known for their, well, heroism, creativity sure as hell was not up their alley.

Nicholas bravely clutched his mop. “Wind Master!” he spat.

Wind Master rolled his eyes. “Such a ridiculous name. Really.”

“Well, it’s your fault for not coming up with your own!” Oh shit. Did he just snap at a super villain?

Yes. Yes he did. Wind Master stared at him. Nicholas swallowed. Well. This was it. This was how he died. Farewell, cruel world. Mom, I’d like to thank you for everything you did, I know I can be an asshole, but I really do appreciate you and-

Wind Master laughed. He. Fucking. Laughed.

Nicholas glared. “Are you laughing at me?!”

Wind Master didn’t answer. He was too busy giggling.

What! No one, but no one, laughed at Nicholas! He’d had enough of that in high school, dammit!

Nicholas let out a battle cry and swung his mop at the villain.

As he should have expected, he was knocked on his ass by a gust of wind.

Wind Master smirked. “I must say, I’ve never been attacked with a mop before.”

“Yeah, well, first time for everything,” Nicholas grumbled, his ass, and his ego, smarting.

“Ha! True! Well, as amusing as this has been, random citizen, kindly tell me the whereabouts of a certain Golden Flame–ridiculous name, if you ask me, but what can one expect from a man with the imagination of a teaspoon– would you? We were going to face off today, and he’s late.” Wind Master sounded so put out that it was almost funny.

Almost.

Nicholas stared. “Uh… he’s with the rest of the heroes, defending the world? From the mass super villain attack?” Shit, don’t tell him you’re alone! Godammit Nicholas!

Wind Master blinked. “Oh. That.”

“Um… yeah.”

Wind Master sighed. “How dull. I’d have thought he would be above such petty squabbles.”

Nicholas stared incredulously. He had a feeling he had a whole lot more of incredulous stares to go through. “Defending the world is petty?”

“It is,” Wind Master said, “when it involves ignoring me.”

O-kay? This was the world-feared Wind Master? The deadly rival of the great Golden Flame? He looked like a 5 year old pouting because he couldn’t have cookies!

Wind Master broke Nicholas’s thoughts with a dramatic sigh. He plopped (Gracefully, somehow. How the hell does one plop gracefully?) into one of the few chairs not reduced to cinders from Golden Flame’s recent temper tantrum.

Nicholas unleashed Incredulous Stare # 3. Wind Master smiled innocently at him.

Nicholas cleared his throat. “Uh… what the hell are you doing?”

“Waiting,” Wind Master said.

“Waiting.”

“Yes,” Wind Master said serenely. “That silly battle will have to end eventually. I shall just wait for Golden Flame to return.” He looked around. “Do you have a coffee machine? I feel like a hero base should have one, you know?”

“Er… yes, but-” Wait. Why the hell was he telling this guy anything?! He was intruding on Nicholas’s precious peace! At this rate, he’d never finish cleaning and Golden Flame would reduce his pay! Again! He was barely making above minimum wage, dammit!

Righteous fury flowed through Nicholas’s veins. He was going to give this guy what for!

He straightened his back, raised his mop like it was a mighty weapon, and glared. Not just glared, oh no. He Glared With Righteousness.

Wind Master looked mildly interested, which only further fueled the Righteous Fury.

“Leave,” Nicholas hissed in his most deadly voice.

Wind Master titled his head. “Hmmm?”

“Leave!” Nicholas shouted. “You don’t have the right to barge in here and interrupt my work day! I need the money, do you know how many damn bills I have, and I swear to God, if Golden Flame docks my pay because of this, I’m going to hunt you down and you’ll wish you’d never been born!” He flung his mop at the super villain.

It flew off target and landed quite a few feet away from Wind Master.

“Well,” Wind Master said.

Nicholas’s anger died down as quickly as it had come. Oh God. Oh. God. He’d just threatened a super villain. He’d thrown a mop at him!

Mom, your son is an idiot.

Wind Master looked slightly concerned. “Oh. That… you look a bit upset. The um… the mop almost hit me?”

“No, it didn’t,” Nicholas said flatly.

“No,” Wind Master agreed.

“Just… kill me quickly.”

Wind Master gave him a weird look. “Why would I kill you?”

“Because you’re a… super villain?”

“Pfft. Stereotypes. As if I didn’t have better things to do than kill some random person.” Wind Master grinned. “Besides, I rather like you.”

“Wat.”

The villain’s grin grew and he stood up. Before Nicholas could blink, the guy was right in front of him, that weird power of the wind making him ridiculously fast. Wind Master leaned in very closely, his long black hair falling over his face like a curtain.

Nicholas’s face heated.

“It isn’t often,” Wind Master whispered, “that someone tries to stand up to me. Most would have fainted in terror or screamed for our dear absent Golden Flame.” He leaned closer.

He smelled like rain and crisp winter air, Nicholas thought absently.

He shook his head. The hell did that mean?

Wind Master’s face hovered inches away from Nicholas’s. His lips parted, ever so slightly, and Nicholas’s brain stuttered.

Then the villain pulled back, grinning. “Well. Let’s wait for Golden Flame, yes?”

“Uh…”

Wind Master laughed and wandered off to look at some random paintings Golden Flame had made himself. It was art, he’d insisted. It looked like a kindergartner’s scribbles.

It took Nicholas a moment to realize Wind Master had shoved something in his hand. It was a small card. It-

Oh my God.

Wind Master, Wind Fucking Master had put his phone number on the card

Fahrenha

Name: Fahrenha

Age: Mid 20′s (Icejin years)

Race: Icejin or Frost Demon

Height: 5′3″ft (160cm)

Sexuality: Bisexual

Backstory:

Fahrenha doesn’t know his parent’s very well. His memory is very loose on them. All he knows that his mother’s dead.

Fahrenha was born on a suburban planet far away from most other planets. He had absolutely nothing as a kid. Alone he went to a common and ‘easy’ way to make money, which was fighting, wrestling and boxing in the pits of under the city. He joined as soon he could.

Since he’s too young to actually fight. He needed to train until he got to the age needed to fight. Soon he was taking in by a mentor. The mentor was a legend to the underground fighting scene. His name was Kelvv. Another icejin. Fahrenha was seen as someone special to Kelvv. From his ambition, potential and skill at such a young age.

As years of mentor and student bonding, training and guidance. Fahrenha is now ready for the fighting as his teens. Which he dominated the scene. Win after win. He gained a name for himself.

A few years later when Fahrenha finally hit the icejin age of 18. Kelvv gave a life changing secret to him. He was part of the time patrol… and he offered Fahrenha to join it. After long thoughts… he joined. Soon graduating the academy in Toki Toki city. That’s when Demigra attacked Toki Toki City…

Chaos ensued all over the city. The only ones who stood up was Fahrenha and Kelvv. The two clashed against Demigra. A grueling battle ensued that held the fate of the timelines. Fahrenha was slashed on the face, getting a scar there and was going to die until Kelvv sacrificed himself to save his student.

Dying in his arms. Fahrenha finally killed Demigra. Toki Toki City was saved and he was deemed the hero of the city. Not his mentor, he wasn’t even mentioned…

Years later. With the Rise of Conton City. He now was the “Hero”. Now he has to play his part of the hero. A title he never deserved or wanted. Now he dawns his mask to hide the scar and to act as the hero of Toki Toki City.

Additional Info:

Fahrenha excels at hand to hand combat. With his countless years of boxing all three styles. Folkstyle, Freestyle, and Greco-Roman Wrestling Styles and straight out brawling.

He’s not too strong from a distance but he can hold his own.

Under his mask of the hero. He actually quite shy.

what things are they bad at? in what position do they sleep? who is the best at comforting them when down? are they good at comforting someone ill? for Kalt, Fuyu, Frostbite, Roma, Ale, and Winters!

What things they are bad at?

Psst. I’m going to tell you a secret. Don’t tell Kalt this but never, ever let Kalt cook. He just cooks it until it’s edible, that’s it.

Fuyu cant play an musical instrument for his life. He found a flute as a kid when he was scavenging for something to eat or sell for money, he tried playing it but it sounded horrid. He still has the flute but never played it in a while.

Frostbite is incredibly bad at making jokes. There either incredibly cringy or not even funny at all. Don’t ask him for a joke please... I beg of you!

Roma thinks she’s a good gardener but in reality, if she had to give a dollar to someone every time she killed or treated a plant badly that someone will be a millionaire.

When you think of someone that’s undercover in the Coolers Armoured Squadron. You think that they are good mentors of discipline but no... not Ale. Ale is literally too kind to even hurt a fly let alone just telling someone that they’re doing something wrong.

Decorating of their room and/or house is the interior designers job. Winters think that she can put her own zazz (not a work but whatever...) into it and she thinks it’s nice and welcoming. It not...

In what position do they sleep in?

Kalt sleeps in a foetal position so the tiny assassin can be in even smaller places. Lol

Fuyu is definitely a hugger type of foetal. It can be a pillow or someone else (*Coughs* Xue *Coughs*)

Frostbite is most likely a ‘spooning’ type of sleeper. Holds onto something to sleep. If he has a partner, He’s the one on the back end, not the front.

Roma... she’s the worst type of sleepers. On the back and spreads legs and arms around and kinda makes a mess of the bed...

Ale is stomach sleeper and puts both hands under the pillow and for some reason doesn’t drool... slug boi is weird lol.

Winters is also foetal and a clinger. She can’t sleep in another way as well or no sleep at all.

Who’s the best comforting them when down?

Kalt is rarely feeling down at all of his life. The rare times he is to be honest myself. I don’t really know. Either a secret love of his life or a therapist lol.

Xue and/or Trunks. Trunks helped Fuyu from his hard life as a child and Xue is Fuyu’s love of his life. Words from a loving person is a good way to calm Fuyu in though times.

Frostbite when down usually tries to power through it by himself which doesn’t really work out well for him. When he does reach out it’s always a family member or a lover.

When Roma is down she always went to her mother for help. Roma’s mother helped her with everything. Her mom’s death tragic and Roma had secretly never got any help... long story short, she doesn’t really have anyone to help her...

For the longest time Ale just always asked The Armoured Squadron members for help, mostly Salza for help.

Winters immediately goes to her family. First thing. Period.

Are they good at comforting someone ill?

Kalt? Pfft! Don’t really on this assassin to comfort someone unless you breakdown that assassin shell from him.

Fuyu is will die for someone so he’ll try his best to comfort someone.

Frostbite mastered the concept of comforting someone. He adopted two kids. He knows what’s best.

Roma is a mixed bag. If her comforting works then it WORKS and if it doesn’t... well she kinda makes the situation slightly worse...

Ale is such a kind slug. He shows that when trying to help someone but if his kindness doesn’t do the trick then Ale get stumped.

Winters is the exact same as ale but 10x as kinder and 10x as shyer so... yeah.

I’m back again...... Hopefully!!!

And I’m here with the artsie fartsy scarfsy stuff and a new (Main???) oc Parslee I’ll post more actively too (Hopefully  

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Adorable little slug man

Dende though...

I’m just going to leave this here… Piccolo: “DENDE, FOCUS!!!”

Good news!

So six days ago I moved to a new place and I had no internet for the duration I’ve been in my new place just been using survice. Tomorrow I will be receiving internet access and I can’t be any happier. I can be more active and be more interactive with you guys!

*Can’t contain excitement*

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Wait, where is your Twitter please

Oh! sorry that I forgot to tell you guys on main, I’ll try to hang out on twitter more and if I draw nsfw I’ll post it there.

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