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[There's a lovely new mural in Central City amidst the Downburst stuff. A real cheery kind of thing, in the early hours of Fathers Day.

She's real proud of it, as she zooms in.]

A lotta crazy happening huh? He would have loved the drama.

[A beat. ] Ha!

[Another beat, and then a loud explosions. The camera turns to her, held up, angled as she grins.] Whoops! Looks like it's about that time! Happy Fathers Day, folks. Make sure you tell your dear 'ole dads what sticks in the mud they are etcetera etcetera. Gotta run!

[And then, another closer explosion and the feed cuts dead.

Then, the chaos starts, as planned!]

Display Name: JINX
Profile Photo: Working Hard
Notes: art by Julia Blatmtman!

Display Name: JINX!!
Profile Photo: smile!
Notes: Warnings for absolutely unhinged behaviour, ptsd in real time, very candid about murder and drug trafficking, is absolutely planning an act of terrorism

[The omnious lighting is not deliberate: Jinx is a creature of habit, and she's always work in the dark, luminated by odd lights and old gadgets. Her eyes do most of the work now, glowing pink and endlessly curious. She leans forward, pencil hanging from her mouth, as she balances her thing (very cool, yes, thank you) against something solid. ]

Soo-ooo. [When she leans back, the pencil moving with each chew of it. ] Where does a gal get herself a bunch of C-4 and gunpowder? [Totally normal things for a totally normal girl!] I've got a whole shopping list, but gotta get the essentials first. Crayons! Need some-a those too.

[Out comes the pencil, as she leans forward with a grin.] And if any of you magic-y folks out there wanna volunteer your time to a special project, that would be swell. [She pauses, the grin faltering for a moment as she turns to look over her shoulder, scowling. ] Shut up, geez - I don't need them to do the science part. [Ahem. ]

Before anyone asks, my dad says it's totally fine to give me the kablamo powder. Honest. Thaaanks!