hey guys! i’m hosting a dance contest for my song “ego!”
all you have to do to enter is submit a video under #egodancecontest (or submit on my website) through december 3. prizes will be awarded to the best dances.
“I fell 40,000ft and broke my landing with redwoods.” Dragonsbane picked a tenacious sliver of bark out from her elbow joint, as if that were the greater injustice to her person, and not the broken struts of wing on her back still missing most of their length.
“Not the best landing, sure, but I walked away from it.” She looked up at Booster with a grin. “That makes it a good one, yeah?”
“W-wha?” Dazed. That’s what Crescent Sky was. Dazed, confused, hopelessly lost, and according to her systems, losing oil much faster than she should be. Where was the leak again?... Oh right, her fuel tanks had ruptured in a battle, and her combiner had taken a massive blast of energy from the monster, practically destroying the jet and doing a majority damage to her back.What was she doing again? Oh right, "I-I'm f-" Her back sparked up, the open wires reacting badly with the extensive liquid and sending Crescent Sky down with a pained gasp. "M-maybe not so fine." She gasped out.
occ;;Sorry for taking so long! But dude, it’s great to finally rp with you! And I read Booster’s bio and he sounds wicked cool. send me a ▲ & i will put our character’s names into this generator and write a starter based on the scenario that comes up!
Booster and Hiro are part of a team, but their constant arguing causes problems. They have to pull it together for the sake of the team.
Un-fucking-believable. S.H.I.E.L.D. was cool and all but there was no fucking way, they were going to replace Baymax with that hunk of metal. So what if this Autobot or whatever the fuck it was called had blasters or a titanium dagger. Baymax had a freaking fist launcher! That was so much better than Booster’s weapons. The prodigy snorted. What kind of name was Booster anyways?
Someone cleared their throat and the sudden sound caught his attention. The fuming superhero ripped his heated glare away from Booster and faced Agent Coulson instead. Oh yeah, they were in trouble.
But before Coulson could speak, Hiro blurted out, “You seriously can’t expect me to work with this idiot, right?”
“Me, for starters.” Dragonsbane carefully wriggled out from beneath the makeshift ramp and straightened up, brushing grass off of her legs and arms. “I’m gonna fly one way or another, and since just jumping off the cliff isn’t working, I though, maybe, I just needed a liiiiittle more distance.
“You want to watch from down below?” She looked back at the mech with a grin. “This is either going to be a miraculously fun time or a hilarious fail that ends in a trip to Ratchet. Either way, probably a good show, for you.”
surprise! i’m hosting a dance contest for “ego!” to enter, you can submit a video under #egodancecontest (or on my website) starting today, oct. 24, through dec. 3. prizes will be awarded to the best dances. i can’t wait to see what you come up with!
made u guys a little EGOCENTRIC playlist of some songs i'm loving right now 🤍 lmk if you listen! https://open.spotify.com/playlist/5XOS0Ako4D8A0BDYsJDgHv?si=40c795dda1d44bd5