Lone Star

"Okay, okay. But seriously, my parents were both artists who dabbled in the arcane. When they died, I tried experimenting with magic myself. I summoned something from beyond this plane, and I passed out. When I came to, I could change my form and do magic. That's the real story. What's yours, Rycon?" KC slowly removed his hand from her iron grip. Ouch.

"Rycon....cool name. Nice to meet you Rycon." He extended a squiddy hand to her. He smiled at her. She was cute, and badass. A good combination. He hoped she liked him too, the human part of him, at least. His hand still extended he turned his head to Linda. "Well see, when a squid and a woman love each other very much...."

KC changed back. In a very odd way. An odd groaning noise can be heard from the alley behind them, and it raises to a shriek as the boy changes. For some reason, there are flutes playing, as though the player has gone mad. A wash of green fire ingulfs the boy, and his skin turns a sickly shade of green. Tentacles begin to form on his face, and grow down to his chin. Scales erupt on his arms like a rash, and his T-shirt transforms into the bodysuit he was wearing earlier. "I learned a spell so I didn't have to change into my costume, it just changes when I transform. Neato, huh? "So what do they call you, lightning lass?"

"Sounds like a plan." KC said, before transforming into human form with a wash of green fire. "There, better? I can, in fact, change back and forth." In the place of the squid there was a 16-year old boy with black hair, a green stripe on the left side of it. He is wearing a black Led Zeppelin shirt, and blue jeans. "Hi." He walks alongside them as we all walk towards the warehouse.

"We need to get in there and take care of them. Whatever prototype is in there needs to be given to the authorities." Green flames covered KC's hands. "Let's kick some ass."

"Wait, so did you hear what they were importing, exactly?" KC had heard of some gangs pushing drugs, but importing might mean a larger criminal organization.

"Cthulhu. Ka-thu-loo. It's a monster in a book. Regardless, what happened?" He brushed the concrete dust off of his costume. This was gonna cost a fortune to get dry-cleaned.

KC opened the lid. "Oh look, someone threw away a perfectly good woman." KC joked as he helped her out of the trash can. "We've beaten up those thugs. Now, not to be cliche, but you got some 'splaining to do."

KC heard the lightning bolt fly over his head. "Lightning powers are badass." KC thought. Alas, he had no more time to contemplate this subject than the building behind him began to crumble. Luckily, he managed to dodge the falling rubble and leaped out of the way just as a huge chunk of concrete fell on the pavement behind him. He tripped, rolled, and landed at the feet of Rycon. "Crude, but effective, ma'am."

http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/2492825/ And KC manages not to totally die. Hooray.

KC lowered his eyes. "Okay, this is getting silly." KC summoned his power, and his hands glowed once more with the otherworldly flames. He aimed his palm at the shorter one, and poured his will into the blast. A column of mystic fire exploded from his fingertips, setting everything in its path aflame with mystic energy. A newspaper that fluttered into its path grew a few more angles then ceased to be. Physics are generally not normal when KC is around.

http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/2491780/ KC rolls a 17! He uses his fire blast...I accidentally put a 5 for his attack modifier so it's actually a 23 he rolled. He hits the shorter one.

http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/2491771/ Whiffed the first one...reroll.... http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/2491772/ Aaaaand I officially suck at rolling.

http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/2491621/ KC makes a fail attack roll and gets a 13. That's a 21 Will save if it hits...

Whoa, cute lightning girl was standing next to him. KC smiled, the best he could. "I'm actually not like this all the time. I'm human, most of the time. For reference purposes." KC held his palm to his temple, and zapped the shorter thug again with a bolt of psychic energy. "Don't worry, he'll survive...maybe. You take care of the big guy."

KC looks at the thugs. "Oh no you don't." KC aims his palm at the short one, and releases a portion of extradimensional power. As the dimensional power left KC's palms, it warped the air around it as the nightmarish psychic wave flew towards his head. "They don't call me Kid Cthulhu for nothin'!"

KC rolls to steal some sanity. http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/2490950/ Yes!! A 17. So that's a 23 attack roll and a 21 will save for the short one.

KC sees the thug coming, and manages to roll with most of the attack, but he gets bruised on his shoulder. "Alright, time to play some hard ball." KC hops back a few feet, and holds out both of his hands. The mystic green fire leaps from his fingertips and hits the thug with the force of a diesel train. "If you can't take the heat, stay out of the....hot place!" Uggh. One-liners were clearly not his forte.

http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/2489868/ Crap! KC whiffs his first toughness save, and I spend a hero point to reroll. http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/2489870/ And does a little better, a 16. Sorry I rolled his attack early, but after he takes the damage, he uses his fire blast I posted before.

http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/2489368/ KC rolls a 17, for a 21 Autofire Fire Blast. :awesome:

Kid Cthulhu landed on the ground. He folded his wings behind his back, and smiled confidently. "I'm Kid Cthulhu, miscreants. If you want to leave this alleyway with your sanity intact, I suggest you let the woman go." He lit his hands up with otherworldly fire. "Although I'm not totally opposed to beating the crap out of you two, first."

http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/2489235/ Sucky initiative rolls....

Kid Cthulhu is on patrol. He generally stayed away from the South Side, but tonight he had a strange feeling he would meet someone new. Or maybe that was just him. He was wearing the new costume he had custom made (at a rather extravagant price in his opinion). It was a black wetsuit with an Elder Sign in green. It was uncomfortable to wear at first, but he soon warmed up to it. As he flew above the rooftops, his scaly wings flapping, he saw a woman being chased by two men. He leaned forward, and extended his hands. He flew towards the criminals Superman-style, and shouted his battlecry to make his presence known. "CTHULHU F'TAGHN!"

"I should probably do that right around now-ish. I'll talk to you guys later!" KC waved as he made his way to Mr. Summers' office. Whew. Time to register. KC sucked in a deep breath. He hoped he didn't screw this up.

Blake took no notice. "So what has been up at Claremont as of late? Where are the dorm rooms? Where do I get mine?" Although Blake was mature for his age (as far as that goes for 16-year olds) he was still easily excitable, and this was very exciting, to say the least.