Osaka - Giovanni Lennard, superhuman, age 19

Montreal - Rose Steinway, slow paralysis, age 20

San Francisco - Kim Hyun Soo, golden poison frog skin, age 17

Reykjavik - Marco Del Rey, bone exoskeleton armor, age 18

Singapore - Li Aiden, invisibility/camouflage, age 18

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“Guys get ready, we have a hostage situation.”

The tell-tale click of the ( Read more... )

You know that sensation when massive amount of saliva flood in your mouth just before you vomit? Well i just had that, but inside my teeth.

I never realized before how hard it is to draw a crocodile. My first try looked like a frog with teeth and disney-like eyes. A lot of frustration (and a bit of cheating) later, it looks more like a fat reptile with four limbs randomly placed on its massive body. Can we call that an improvement?

Originally posted by neo_prodigy at Spirit Day
 
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Brad came over and we were playing with stuff in the garage.

We were making secret potions out of the cleaning chemicals. And we were laughing really hard.

And one secret potion stained part of the floor of the garage a greenish yellow color.

And my Dad put his head in to say it was time for dinner and then he wanted to see what was so funny. But we ( Read more... )

They have this aura, with their paramedics' uniform with the doctors' emblem and their bag containing life-savings supplies, when they walk in the hallway, or in the cafeteria, that says:

"Back off. Today, I'm learning to save lives. What will you do today?"

And you feel strangely humbled, because you certainly aren't going to do as much today, or ( Read more... )

It’s certainly wasn’t the first time Major-General Stern was working late, glued behind his massive desk even though the sun had set hours ago, and it probably wouldn’t be the last time either. But, for once, he wasn’t stuck doing paperwork, lost through a maze of convoluted bureaucracy; he wasn’t struggling on a complicated logistic problem either ( Read more... )

Every time I end up sitting in front of my little brother, I feel the burning need to pluck his eyebrows. Va savoir.

...I would like to slip my finger between my scalp and skull. Just to see what it would be like.

I like when I wake up in the morning and I smell just the slightest hint of sweat. I like the musky, a bit spicy perfume of my (dirty) skin, it feels real, authentic; as if i finally smelled like myself, and not like flower shower gel, organic olive soap, moisturizing cream, lemon cologne or shea butter -all those fragrances are wonderful and rich ( Read more... )