Virgil Ovid Hawkins [Static Shock] (
systemshock) wrote2013-05-12 09:04 pm
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One Gigawatt - [Action / Voice]
[Action - Locked to Bolin]
For what seemed like moments ago, Static watched as his mother vanished into darkness. A barrier constructed of space of time kept him from reaching her. And there'd been nothing he could do. Everything went dark and then there was nothing.
Until now. There was grass, the sounds of chirping birds and the sun getting in his eyes. Immediately Virgil sat up in a panic and looked around frantically.
"Mom!?"
But as far as he could tell, there was nothing. Worse than that, he realized he was in nothing but a pair of white pants that he had way more sense than to ever pick up for himself. And he was in a forest, which didn't bode well. Okay, so you're Virgil right now. In the middle of nowhere. Possibly in Medieval times if Timezone messed things up.
"Oh man. Not good."
Warily, he began to explore.
--
[Action - Afternoon]
So he was stuck in a place called Luceti. The first thing he did, once he got a chance to be by himself, was circle back to the clothing store and assemble his Static outfit. He found his metal disc at the item shop not long after. So once he felt confident with his much weaker powers, he took off towards the barrier. After about fifteen minutes of pumping it with electricity and getting nowhere, he decided it would be a bad idea to drain himself completely and be forced to walk all the way back to the town. So he returned to town, found a convenient power outlet to draw power from at the Tea Shop, and finally decided to do something about the journal. The question was... introduce himself as Static or as Virgil Hawkins?
Well, the answer was obvious.
[Voice]
So hey, Static here. If you haven’t heard of me, I’m a superhero from Dakota City. But really, has anyone heard of me? No, it’s not in North or South Dakota. I get that a lot. So I guess you could kinda say I’m new here. But I was kind of wondering about how to deal with the superhero thing. There's others here, right? The secret identity thing is pretty important, after all. But it's probably gonna be hard keeping it secret in a small town like this. Unless I just wear the mask all the time. I could probably do that if I have to.
Man, I just wish the Justice League was here. Batman would have already found a way out of this place by now.
For what seemed like moments ago, Static watched as his mother vanished into darkness. A barrier constructed of space of time kept him from reaching her. And there'd been nothing he could do. Everything went dark and then there was nothing.
Until now. There was grass, the sounds of chirping birds and the sun getting in his eyes. Immediately Virgil sat up in a panic and looked around frantically.
"Mom!?"
But as far as he could tell, there was nothing. Worse than that, he realized he was in nothing but a pair of white pants that he had way more sense than to ever pick up for himself. And he was in a forest, which didn't bode well. Okay, so you're Virgil right now. In the middle of nowhere. Possibly in Medieval times if Timezone messed things up.
"Oh man. Not good."
Warily, he began to explore.
--
[Action - Afternoon]
So he was stuck in a place called Luceti. The first thing he did, once he got a chance to be by himself, was circle back to the clothing store and assemble his Static outfit. He found his metal disc at the item shop not long after. So once he felt confident with his much weaker powers, he took off towards the barrier. After about fifteen minutes of pumping it with electricity and getting nowhere, he decided it would be a bad idea to drain himself completely and be forced to walk all the way back to the town. So he returned to town, found a convenient power outlet to draw power from at the Tea Shop, and finally decided to do something about the journal. The question was... introduce himself as Static or as Virgil Hawkins?
Well, the answer was obvious.
[Voice]
So hey, Static here. If you haven’t heard of me, I’m a superhero from Dakota City. But really, has anyone heard of me? No, it’s not in North or South Dakota. I get that a lot. So I guess you could kinda say I’m new here. But I was kind of wondering about how to deal with the superhero thing. There's others here, right? The secret identity thing is pretty important, after all. But it's probably gonna be hard keeping it secret in a small town like this. Unless I just wear the mask all the time. I could probably do that if I have to.
Man, I just wish the Justice League was here. Batman would have already found a way out of this place by now.
Re: [voice]
[Does Virgil need a demonstration? Because Zatanna definitely can give him one--and not just stage magic.]
From places that have the League, or at least Batman? The two Robins, me, and a girl named Artemis, who's my teammate.
[voice]
But... no Batman, huh?
Re: [voice]
[No Doctor Fate. But Zatanna could go on to say any number of names, including that one. Static probably already gets the point.]
There are heroes from other worlds though. Ones not at all like ours.
[voice]
Not like ours? Are they jerks or something?
Re: [voice]
Well, there is this one guy...word of advice? If you run into a guy named Wolverine, don't make jokes about angry badgers.
The ones I've met are pretty cool though. There's a couple living in the same building I'm in named Billy and Teddy. And if you haven't guessed, most of us aren't really sticklers for the secret identity bit. At least not here.
[voice]
Or maybe "Magic Girl" wasn't working out for you as an alter ego.
Re: [voice]
So why Static? Because you make the bad guys’ hair stand up on end?
[voice]
Re: [voice]
[Nope. She can’t do it. Zatanna can’t even get the words out without laughing. She’s heard some good ones along the way, and even seen her share of ridiculous outfits. But she really can’t take this seriously, especially not when the only thing she pictures in her mind is a sock stuck to someone’s pants leg.
Bad guys beware.]
Do you actually call it that? Oh god, that’s great.
[voice]
Hey, people like my electricity-related puns. I mean, maybe the bad guys don't, but that's because they're being electrocuted at the time.
Re: [voice]
Sure, I can see why they’re liked, but they aren’t exactly intimidating. Not unless you fear walking around with a sock stuck to your butt. [But considering he’s walking around talking about being a superhero, Zatanna’s glad to hear there’s more to it.] See, electrocuting bad guys has a completely different connotation.
[voice]
It's more intimidating when they're already stuck to something. Then it doesn't really matter what I say.
Re: [voice]
Anyway, has someone given you the rundown of this place yet? It looks like you’ve at least gotten the journals figured out.
[voice]
[Seriously. Wings?]
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For the record? Beards, mustaches, goatees, sideburns or any other sort of facial hair aren't actually required to use magic.
[voice]
That's fair. But I bet they help.
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