The dia droned on in a wave of summer heat. The grama blew in the mildly cool breeze, insects chirping in the hum of the day. All was quiet and still, just how she liked it. She sat lazily on a bench, something her mother would have scolded her for so long ago. Her journal lay in her lap, pen moving quickly on the page. Her fingers slowed, then stopped. She sat up and shut the book. Reaching into her bag, she pulled out a much older, worn leather book. The smell and touch took her back to hundreds of years ago. To a much simpler time, one filled with oncoming war and danger. And then she was back to last joy-filled day.
“Joan? Joan? Hello? Are you there?”
The voice calling to her called her from the parchment she read and to the beautiful face of her old time friend Guinevere.
“Guinevere. How long have you been there?”
A smile graced the girl's face, causing her beauty to blossom even more.
“I came in after the page left you. I take it things aren't great? You seemed rather lost in the news.”
“That girl is always lost,” a playful male voice chimed in from the doorway.
Joan smirked at her friend and segundo hand.
“I'm not lost when I kick you butt on the fields.”
He laughed then, something deep and warm while Guinevere shook her head like an amused mother.
“Honestly Lance. You had that coming.”
“So I did, my 'queen'. So I did.”
“Don't flatter me so. You know I have no such desires to be queen, nor any man's property.”
“Aye, that is true. And it shows with your dedication to your men and your training.”
“I heard news of what they've taken to calling you,” Guinevere added.
“And what is it they call me?”
“They call you Arthur of Camelot.”
She barked out a laugh at this and smiled.
“They call me a king for they know not who they fight. They call me Arthur for I seek peace. That is one I've never heard of.”
“It doesn't help that Lance is your knight. Or that I'm...well...you know.”
“Aye. The Lord has many strange ways of acquiring His plan. But I serve with honor and without question. Now you two should go. We're due to head out again tomorrow and you may not see each other for a good while.”
She sat back down and looked at the parchment again, letting her two friends leave. When the door closed, she took out the book she used as a diary and began to write the conversation down.
Joan shook her thoughts away and tucked both books into the leather sacola, saquinho, mochila at her side. Picking it up, she began to stroll the paths, letting the memories flood through her for a good while. It was strange, to be here and having been there. She didn't know why she was here. Why she had been brought back. The thought of her dear friend Guinevere and her most loyal knight Lancelot brought tears to her eyes and a pain to her chest. But the wind dried her tears and the birds sang for her. She smiled as her step became lighter. She'd be faithful as always and maybe someday, she'd return to the past.
Hair:
Where i was originally born, i was royalty. Chosen immediately because my hair was white. In my tribe white hair was a rarity. And that child would become the queen or king at the earliest time possible. I became queen at the age of eight. I was wiser than i sounded. I was terrifying, yet generous. I helped and protected when ever necessary. But When my indecent occurred, and i was banished i left. And i was replaced por a new queen. A seven ano old girl with short white hair. At that time i had long white hair.
It was to grow out for however long i was ruling. Now i had to cut. It was custom. Now i cut and left my hair grow out at what ever pace i choose. But as i look at my hair and see it flow, the pain flows too. The past i had. I loved it so. But it was part of my cursed color of hair that i became who i am. but then without it now...who would i be? Would i be here? Would i have the friends i do now?
Where i was originally born, i was royalty. Chosen immediately because my hair was white. In my tribe white hair was a rarity. And that child would become the queen or king at the earliest time possible. I became queen at the age of eight. I was wiser than i sounded. I was terrifying, yet generous. I helped and protected when ever necessary. But When my indecent occurred, and i was banished i left. And i was replaced por a new queen. A seven ano old girl with short white hair. At that time i had long white hair.
It was to grow out for however long i was ruling. Now i had to cut. It was custom. Now i cut and left my hair grow out at what ever pace i choose. But as i look at my hair and see it flow, the pain flows too. The past i had. I loved it so. But it was part of my cursed color of hair that i became who i am. but then without it now...who would i be? Would i be here? Would i have the friends i do now?
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dia Thirty-Six:
Static Shock Episode Seventeen: "Static Shaq"
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Summary:
Static is hunted out por the Ruff Pack, who nearly discover his secret identity. This episode guest-stars Shaquille O'Neal as himself.
Static Shock has a lot of famous African Americans guest estrela on the show, with Lil Romeo even doing the themesong for seasons 3 and 4. But for a monster introduction, you had to bring in a monster of a guy. So, Ladies & Gentlemen: Shaquille O' Neille!!!
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dia Thirty-Six:
Static Shock Episode Seventeen: "Static Shaq"
Link: link
Summary:
Static is hunted out por the Ruff Pack, who nearly discover his secret identity. This episode guest-stars Shaquille O'Neal as himself.
Static Shock has a lot of famous African Americans guest estrela on the show, with Lil Romeo even doing the themesong for seasons 3 and 4. But for a monster introduction, you had to bring in a monster of a guy. So, Ladies & Gentlemen: Shaquille O' Neille!!!
(SOOOOOOO SORRY IM LATE!!!!!)
Check out my SUPER IMPORTANT UPDATE:
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Age: 16
Hair: light brown
Eye Color: hazel
Height: 6'
Weight: 165
Occupation: Green Lantern (in training) and ally of the JL and YJ.
Costume: lantern gear
Personality: humorous, doesn't take a lot of things too seriously, follows orders well, focused, determined.
History: Tanner grew up near an air base with his parents. He hung around the air base a lot, learning to fly and repair planes, and caught Hal Jordon's eye. Hal recruited him when he was 15. He assists Tanner in his training. He enlisted him onto the YJ team so that he can interact with heros his age and train with them.
-spends a lot of time off world helping the Lantern
Core
-likes to dress nice when in civvies
Blade and Dante!!
