Post by Martyr on Jul 6, 2021 15:21:07 GMT -7
This is a retelling of Generation-X #53-54.
In a penthouse in High Town, a phone sang out with a digitized version of a snippet of Betapa Ku Cinta Padamu. Groggily, its owner, reached over a looked at the caller. Her brother? What did he want so early? It was almost noon!
"What do you want?"
"Is that any way to greet your big brother?"
"It is when he wakes me up with a phone call!"
Dragonclaw glanced to a clock.
"We've got a job. Tonight. The Rising Sons have been hired to babysit a sword."
"Tonight? I have a date tonight!"
"With who?"
"Oh, nobody you know." That wasn't true at all. She just didn't really want to have a fight like this right now. God, he was so stupidly over protective.
It was really great to have a date who could just become a motorcycle.
"Who wants it? Some pendatang trying to be a martial artist?"
"Does it matter? They're paying."
"Ugh. Fine."
Spoilsport hung up her phone and after her morning rituals, she prepared for the most important part of any fight: getting the right costume.
She had so many options. She settled on a long sleeve purple top nearing on black with a white crop top with a pink kiss of lipstick over that. It matched with a pleated pink skirt. She put her pink hair into pigtails. Spoilsport finished with the right accessories: silver padding, her skates, and a pack of bubble gum.
. . .
The group protected Nay or Noy or whatever from a bunch of American kids around a speeding train. Just another evening for the Rising Sons, really, although they hadn't seen these no names before.
She was going against Paladin and one of the American girls. They were on the top of the train going through a tunnel. Perfect!
For a mutant like Spoilsport, the third dimension was often just a suggestion. She zipped across the roof of the tunnel coming from behind the pair.
Paladin in his stupid purple costume and the girl with her red and yellow monstrosity of an outfit didn't stand a chance!
"Hi, guys! I hope you don't mind if we make this fighting-thing quick-like. I've got a date later tonight, and I've gotta go home and get ready. TEE-HEE!"
She wasn't about to just go in her uniform. First, it'd be all sweaty and gross. Second, Jet-Black had already seen it. Third, she had to make it look like it wasn't someone on the team. At least for now. Like, he might be cheap!
WHACK!
Her fist struck that idiot Paladin so hard it broke his ugly goggle things!
The American girl shot little flashes of stupid and ugly from her finger tips.
PAF PAF PAF PAF!
"HUHN. Didn't know they had valley girls in Madripoor, Spoilsport."
At least the American was smart enough to know who she was. They usually didn't know anything about nothing!
After her little light display, Spoilsport landed perfectly after a leap that sent her on an arc over the American's head.
"Valley Girls? Please — I'm from High Town!" Ugly American.
"And I'm gonna be really mad if —" The next words out of her mouth would have been "you make me late." But then some gray rubber kid's TOES his TOES wrapped around her arms. "—Eew . . . GRODY!
Ugggh! Gag! Gross! Gagging gross! The gray kid said he had magic toes! GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!
This grossness that was grossly gross was obviously the only reason the American girl managed to sucker punk Spoilsport! Of course it was. The American said something else, but Spoilsport really didn't hear her.
She was going against Paladin and one of the American girls. They were on the top of the train going through a tunnel. Perfect!
For a mutant like Spoilsport, the third dimension was often just a suggestion. She zipped across the roof of the tunnel coming from behind the pair.
Paladin in his stupid purple costume and the girl with her red and yellow monstrosity of an outfit didn't stand a chance!
"Hi, guys! I hope you don't mind if we make this fighting-thing quick-like. I've got a date later tonight, and I've gotta go home and get ready. TEE-HEE!"
She wasn't about to just go in her uniform. First, it'd be all sweaty and gross. Second, Jet-Black had already seen it. Third, she had to make it look like it wasn't someone on the team. At least for now. Like, he might be cheap!
WHACK!
Her fist struck that idiot Paladin so hard it broke his ugly goggle things!
The American girl shot little flashes of stupid and ugly from her finger tips.
PAF PAF PAF PAF!
"HUHN. Didn't know they had valley girls in Madripoor, Spoilsport."
At least the American was smart enough to know who she was. They usually didn't know anything about nothing!
After her little light display, Spoilsport landed perfectly after a leap that sent her on an arc over the American's head.
"Valley Girls? Please — I'm from High Town!" Ugly American.
"And I'm gonna be really mad if —" The next words out of her mouth would have been "you make me late." But then some gray rubber kid's TOES his TOES wrapped around her arms. "—Eew . . . GRODY!
Ugggh! Gag! Gross! Gagging gross! The gray kid said he had magic toes! GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!
This grossness that was grossly gross was obviously the only reason the American girl managed to sucker punk Spoilsport! Of course it was. The American said something else, but Spoilsport really didn't hear her.
. . .
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