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Is it a bird? Is it a plane? No! It's Super Vecchio!

Jun 25, 2010 05:23

There was undercover. And then there was this.

While Ray had experience with the former, actually inhabiting a brand new body was something of a novelty. A terrifying, complain-til-he's-blue-in-the-face kind of novelty. And he might still have been complaining now, if he hadn't eventually taken a look in the mirror and spotted hair. Honest to ( Read more... )

asher talos, johnny storm, plot: bodyswitch, ray vecchio, felicia hardy

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asher_talos June 25 2010, 20:49:36 UTC

A few years on the island might have made it easier to not want to kill most of the people he encountered on a daily basis on the island, but that didn't mean he didn't seriously consider it every now and again. Especially when someone used an expression like 'I am on fire!', without literally being on fire. Something inside of him just really wanted the guy to go up in flames, and to be the one responsible for it. Watching a guy run around on fire would have been a lot less what-the-fuck inducing than a guy randomly performing an Olympic floor competition routine for no damn reason.

"Late for a gymboree class?"

Freak.

heatedrod June 25 2010, 22:46:37 UTC

"Something like that," Ray replied as he lifted an arm to wipe across his forehead, grin still in place. God, it was so hot that his t-shirt stuck to him in places, so he whipped it off and felt surprisingly comfortable without it. Reminded of his new abs again, he twisted on the spot, feeling cockier than ever and stopped when he was facing Asher again. "Hah! Now who's fat!"

asher_talos June 25 2010, 23:01:42 UTC

Beyond confused, Asher's face made it painfully clear that he thought the man probably should have been institutionalized or something. "Uh. Weird Al? I don't-- And the strip club is that way," he said, hitching his thumb over his shoulder.

heatedrod June 25 2010, 23:31:27 UTC

Ray narrowed his eyes a little and stopped bouncing on the balls of his feet. He hitched his hands onto his waist. Either Asher didn't recognise him or he was just pretending not to, and with this man, Ray didn't know which to put his money on. "Don't you know who I am?" he checked with a cock of his blond head.

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wildlyconflictd June 26 2010, 00:39:20 UTC

"HEY!"

Coming down the path in a light blouse and modest skirt (heels put aside in favor of sandals, because as curious as Johnny was, he didn't want to risk breaking Pepper's legs), Johnny found it easy to work up a good amount of indignation and anger when he found his own body. Funnily enough, it helped when he thought of Stark.

"That's my ridiculously handsome body you're playing around in, stop for a second, would you?"

heatedrod June 26 2010, 01:48:44 UTC

"Uhhhh...." Ray turned around slowly and held up his palms, as if he'd been caught doing something illegal. "You're a chick," he pointed out, which clearly meant the body he was currently in couldn't have belonged to her. "In conclusion: finders keepers?"

wildlyconflictd June 26 2010, 02:27:19 UTC

"Finders-- are you kidding me?" Johnny threw his hands up in frustration before advancing on and poking his body in the chest. "I wasn't a woman before today, and you weren't Johnny Storm, either. I am. There's no keeping going on, dude."

heatedrod June 26 2010, 02:49:39 UTC

"Ooh, we're at the poking stage already?" Ray all but leered, comfortable with flirting with women himself but finding now an almost uncontrollable urge to inflict it upon every woman he saw. He barely listened to her after she'd initiated bodily contact; Ray definitely had a thing for forceful women. He grinned at her. "Is it my turn yet?"

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the_beta June 26 2010, 02:44:51 UTC

"Not recently, unless someone found something awesome and didn't share with the class."

The words lose a little bit of their spice as they come out of this mouth which has an annoying ability to make everything sound a little bit world weary. Felicia isn't certain what bothers her more: the fact that someone who clearly is living the best years of her life sounds a bit depressed or the fact that she worries about things that don't matter.

Sighing she presses her hands against her temples and decides to try again. "Wait a tick, I am going to try that again it didn't sound right."

heatedrod June 26 2010, 03:24:00 UTC

Ray was currently spinning in circles as fast as he could to see how long it took for him to get dizzy, so only about a third of his attention was on the guy.

"Uh huh, that sounds great, let's do that," he agreed absently, zombie-like arms out and head tipped back, slowing his turns until he came to a stop.

A long moment of silence passed, his eyes wide and blinking.

"Woooaaaah..."

the_beta June 26 2010, 04:50:56 UTC

Rolling her eyes, she did her best to look nonplussed. Either Johnny was high out of his mind and a step away from eating the paste or this was not Johnny Storm.

"Dude, stop that. You're embarrassing me on your behalf because right now you look like the world's only gay blonde ninja."

heatedrod June 26 2010, 05:01:37 UTC

"Two out of three right," Ray congratulated, lifting a knee in the air to strike a brief ninja pose. He dropped it all of a sudden, a little dissatisfied. "Actually, I'm a superhero." What pose did superheroes take on? Frantic searching through his memory brought only on image to mind, so he squatted down, lifted his head up and stuck out an arm and hey presto, he was a half-naked Spiderman poised for action. "Imagine me with uh, eight legs or something."

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