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Here you go, Celeste! I hope this is sufficient to meet your most illustrious needs, my queen!

I made you an avatar, don't have to use it if you don't want to:

http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g299/JohntheSilver/Sigs%20and%20Avatars%20for%20MRO/celesteavatar.jpg

And here is your sig! If you want anything changed, let me know:

http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g299/JohntheSilver/Sigs%20and%20Avatars%20for%20MRO/celestesig1.jpg

And Akshay pestered and pestered until I allowed him to make this one for Celeste himself but I don't suggest you use it (he's not as good at sigs as I am):

(just a joke )

Anyways, there you go IM! Enjoy!

Akshay was sore. His hold face felt like he was hit by runaway bus and, to be honest, he just could not get his mind to focus. Everything was blurry and whenever he tried to focus, all he found was red hot pain streaking across his face. Part of him wonder if maybe his face was split open and the wound was far worse than he thought it was. But as he reached up and gently brushed his fingers across his cheek, he was thankful to find that he did not feel blood, just raw skin.

That was going to leave a HELL of a mark in the morning! If he made it to morning…

The thought was sobering and actually caused the young wordsmith to look past the pain that he felt emanating from every pore on his face and move. He winced and groaned as he rolled onto his stomach, hearing some more commotion from the duo. It seemed as if their fight was continuing and they were simply going to ignore him for now. Apparently he was chopped liver.

Akshay winced and moved onto his knees and glanced over to find that the amorphous man had turned his attention fully onto his purple skinned savior. The woman was also looking tired but he doubted that she was the type to really back down from a fight. Her tentacles lashed around and pointed threatening at his own attacker. But then the man tried to pull the same maneuver and lift himself out of harm’s way. Initially his gambit worked as he dodged a couple, but at least one found it’s place caused the man to screech in pain.

A look of surprise flashed across his own face. How was he supposed to feel about this? After all, the man attacked him, but did he really deserve to be skewered like that? Part of Akshay wanted to say yes, but another part thought that he needed some kind of fair say. After all why did he attack him in the first place?

Maybe the man was just having a bad day or…

Then he saw the man’s own tentacle lash out at the woman again. He gasped as he had moved to his feet and dashed forward as best he could. Removing his dented shield in one swoop, Akshay suddenly lunged it like a Frisbee at the man, yelling to the woman who had saved him.

“Watch out!!” he screamed and sent his shield flying, aiming for the man’s back…

Agnes sounds good to me! LOL and falling on her does sound fun, it wouldn't be the first time (that's how she and Allison met) haha! Agnes does tend to go out into the city. Any particular place you would like to fall on Agnes from? ;D

They ran with all their might. Sounds of hundreds of bouncing, diabolically laughing balls swirled around their heads as they kept their eyes on the horizon and would not top. The people all around the convention paused whatever they were doing and gasped in surprise at the sight of two people running from what must have looked like the collapse of a ball pit or something. The ugly faces stretched out across the spheres cast diabolical grimaces as they all bounced with intent; intent to smoosh and crush the two people who ran for their very lives.

Akshay really could not wrap his head around what was going on. First there was just a simple auction going on and now he was being chased by a mass of bouncing, killer balls! It was just insane! Akshay didn’t even know where he was running, only that he needed to keep doing it since he did not want to face the repercussion of facing Newman Ledge and his strange mutation.

As they ran, Akshay was trying to help Samus run but it was obvious that she was weighed down by her costume. He would have asked her to remove it, but being that they were in mid run, it was obvious that they were not going to be able to do that. She was going to have to deal with it until they could find someplace to catch her breath and remove most of the heavier pieces. Until then, they needed to keep going, no matter if either of them were close to passing out.

But damn, if that Newman got winded just charging them on the stage, how the hell was he keeping this little game up? It was then that Akshay was struck with a thought. As he ran he glanced back to see that the majority of the balls were beginning to slow down. Maybe he was getting tired! If that were the case…

“I know where we’re going!” he suddenly shouted to Samus and grinned a wide grin. “Just follow me!”

Samus grunted and struggled to catch her breath as sweat poured down her brow.

“O-O-Okay!” she squeaked out with a groan.

The pair turned another corner as people screamed, leaping out of the way of the running humans, as well as the diabolical, rubber spheres that charged after them.

LOL absolutely none! I leave that up to you! Vicente is a little hard to socialize with, though. So if you choose him, more than likely it will have to be a fight thread. Agnes lives at the mansion and is preparing to go to Julliard. And Jorge visits the mansion often because his girlfriend is the school's counselor Gemma Taylor. Plus he is cop so she could always bump into him while on the job. Choice is yours!

LOL it goes without saying, but any of my characters are available if you want a new thread, Emerald.

Bouncing…balls. That is all Akshay saw coming towards him; like a hellish wave from a preschool playground or something. The mass of balls, black with faces stretched across their surfaces, all bounced with a murderous intent. There were hundreds of them, all of various sizes, but all of them made their way straight to Akshay and Samus. The young wordsmith would have never believed any of this was happening if he had not had seen it with his own eyes. Newman Ledge was a mutant…a mutant with a power that was…actually a little intimidating.

Akshay did not know what Newman in this form could do and he was really not in the mood to test it out. Instead he grabbed Samus by her hand and pulled her into a run towards the doors of the auditorium.

“Crap! Run!” he shouted as he pulled her along.

Samus gasped but did not struggle against the wordsmith’s grip. Instead she actually squeezed his hand tighter as the pair of them ran together. Weaving in and out of the crowd of screaming, shocked nerds, the pair were surprised that they actually made it to the doors without being stopped. It was just as Akshay placed his hand on the door that he had to pause. For whatever reason…it was just not opening.

“Not good, not good!” he shouted as he shoved his shoulder against the door.

Samus helped and shoved too, but she kept glancing back and watching as the mass of bouncing spheres began to bounce closer and closer. She patted Akshay on the shoulder to hurry up as she too began to shove her shoulder into the door.

“God, he’s getting closer! What is he?!” she gasped.

“A mutant, obviously! A very pissed off,” he slammed his shoulder into the door, “…cheated feeling…” he struck again, “pissy, NERDY mutant!!” he threw his full weight into the door once more and effectively opened it. Immediately they were hit with the smells of the convention and he sighed for a second as he grabbed Samus’ hand. “Keep moving!”

Just as they bolted out of the door and rounded the corner, the mass of balls poured out of the auditorium and grimaced as they each turned and started the chase anew!