he's not REALLY trolling.

[feverprophecy]

Just pretend I commented on the current state of affairs and it was really edgy and infuriating. But not as cutting as whatever you said, of course. Because whatever you had to say? Totally important, absolutely key to gaining insight to the situation, and not at all symptomatic of the fact we're all locked in a small space prison and forced to

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[feverprophecy]

I'm a city boy, you'll have to excuse my manners.

A metahuman is someone with superhuman abilities. Could be an alien, could be a genetic mutation.

I'm just a regular ol' human, though.

[feverprophecy]

It's probably specific to my universe. We have a lot of them. Really, you can barely gut a rapist without running into two or three a night.

[gotgreenmagic]

Whaddya know. Halfway intelligent commentary.

Metahuman - you mean powers, right? I'll be there.

[feverprophecy]

Give me a rundown, or are you going to surprise me?

[But he's waiting in the ring, leaning against one post and looking thoroughly unimpressive in a t-shirt and sweats. Well, he's kind of muscular, but he just looks like some dude, otherwise.]

Spam

[gotgreenmagic]

[It's basically impossible for Shego to look like some dude - since she's green and has around three feet of hair and is a chick - but she's also rocking the t-shirt-and-sweats look today. But sexier. Probably. She hops the rope easily and offers a lazy smirk.]

Hi.

Spam

[feverprophecy]

[Women with insane hair are killers; Jason knows this from his learnings. That is what he wants, however, so he returns the smile, in a somewhat secretive and measuring way. This is Tim's ~girlfriend~ and he's curious (and glad Tim isn't here).]

Shego, right?

[Private]

[knowsthepeople]

So, am I gonna have to be prepared to head down to the infirmary later oah what? [He's mostly teasing, but srsly what happened to learning biology and physics.]

[Private]

[feverprophecy]

Don't be ridiculous.

I haven't had a fight in weeks.

[Private]

[knowsthepeople]

Making up fah lost time?

[Private]

[feverprophecy]

I did say I got off on it.

[GO AWAY PATRICK okay he doesn't really mean it, it's just automatic at this point.]

[notiaraincluded]

I can meet you down there if you're needing to work out some frustrations.

And yes, I am a metahuman.

[feverprophecy]

I'm not particularly frustrated, but I'm getting rusty. Can't have that.

[Bob Barker-esque—]

Well come on dooown.

[Spam]

[notiaraincluded]

[Aaand down he comes. Unfortunately, even his tshirt looks kind of imposing when it's stretched out the way it is.]

Wanna go in rounds or just until someone drops?

[Spam]

[feverprophecy]

[He's not sure what he's gotten himself into but that makes him... not happy, exactly, but satisfied.]

Normally I'd go for the latter, but let's stick to rounds in case someone else shows up.

private;

[victimofnoone]

What about a student?

private;

[feverprophecy]

Sure. And this time I have two arms.

private; spam?

[victimofnoone]

Color me impressed.

private/spam

[feverprophecy]

[What the fuck, he'll do his creepy Bob Barker impression for her too.]

Okay, Hayley, the price is right. Come on down.

[He's lurking around the ring, stretching what was his injured arm.]