YES.
One post in, and I can already tell that this is going to be awesome.
Oooh sounds badass
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What you doing here? D=
I thought PvPers didn't associate with RPers
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I really like it. Even though it´s short it makes you wish for more. Good job!
Oooh. I look forward to more, Blue. Your stories are always a great read.
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A zillion alts on Virtue and elsewhere.
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Wait wait wait... Mrs. Primm? As in the mother of Ms. Primm in the red-side arc?
...this story sounds cool, but that kind of coincidence just makes me beat my head on my desk.
*headdesk*
*headdesk*
Statesman said let there be heroes, and there were heroes.
Lord Recluse said let there be villains, and there were villains.
NCsoft said let there be nothing, and there was nothing.
I don't know of this Ms. Primm of whom you speak, but, if I may borrow a line from one of my own characters, "There are no coincidences."
PROOF!
Check that out, couple of paragraphs in. Miss Francine Primm.
Statesman said let there be heroes, and there were heroes.
Lord Recluse said let there be villains, and there were villains.
NCsoft said let there be nothing, and there was nothing.
Well, I did also refer to Mrs. Primm as having a little girl named Francine. ;-)
Yeah, it's a deliberate nod.
I wanted to have Leo get his journal from Night Fox, but since no one seems to know his secret identity I went with Mrs. Primm ...
There had to have been some good influences in his life after all ....
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I would assume that Francine would have been in college by the time Frostfire was her mother's student.
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Look at that. A full-grown woman pulling off pigtails. Her crazy is off the charts.
Well, Paragonwiki puts Frostfire as being about 46 years old.
The bio there says his powers developed in his early teens. He's about 12 years old in the first journal entry.
It's been a while since I did that arc, but for the purposes of my story I'm assuming that Francine would be 10 or younger.
(I originally thought about making Francine his teacher but I thought that would make her a little bit too old for her current arc.)
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46!?
Really?
*checks*
Jebus... He comes off as a teenage brat in the game! What the Hell!?
Fine then, scratch what I said before.
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Look at that. A full-grown woman pulling off pigtails. Her crazy is off the charts.
Journal Entry 005
I did a really stupid thing today.
I really want to see Statesman: The Movie, so I was checking out the back alleys looking for some bottles to trade in for cash. (Theres no freakin way Im asking Pop for the money; one bloody nose this week is enough!) I figured that as long as I kept my head down and watched what I was doing, Id be safe enough. Steel Canyon isnt like Kings Rowas long as you keep your eyes open, youre generally pretty safe.
You little freak! Where do you think youre going?!
I just about jumped out of my skin when I heard that, but a quick look around showed me that no one was looking at me.
A kid stumbled out of the alley in front of me. He was really skinny and short. His eyes were wide with fear. His skin was the color of slate. Run!
In Paragon City, when someone tells you to run its generally not a good idea to hang around and ask them why. I was halfway down the street when I heard the kid scream.
And thats when I did the stupid thing: I stopped.
The kid was on the ground, screaming. Six or seven teenagers were kicking and punching him. A couple of them were carrying sledgehammers, one had a baseball bat, and I saw one of them fingering a pistol.
Every time the kid tried to crawl away, one of them would hit him with the sledge or the baseball bat. It made a funny sound when it hit himit was like they were hitting the side of a brick building or something.
You blasted freak! one of them was shouting. You dont deserve to live! Ill kill you!
The kid kept on screaming.
I looked around for a cop or a cape. Neither was in sight. Maybe if I ran fast enough I could find someone to help the kid before they got serious about hurting him
The yelling guy took the pistol and aimed it at the kids head. Bang bang. Youre dead, freak!
I threw a fireball at him.
It was the gun guys turn to scream as his jacket caught fire. He dropped the pistol and dropped to the ground. Some of his friends ripped their coats off and began beating at him to try to put out the flames.
Leave him alone! I shouted at them. Go away!
The guy with the baseball bat looked at me. Another freak! You should have minded your own business, blue boy! Im going to knock your freakin head off with this freakin bat!
I threw an ice bolt at him.
He howled and dropped the bat as the ice hit him, sticking into his face and hands.
The kid scrambled to his feet.
Run! one of the sledgehammer punks dropped his hammer and ran past me.
From a kid? Get real! The other sledgehammer kid, a big blond guy, threw his hammer at me.
I tried to dodge, but the hammer still hit me straight in the stomach. I doubled over in pain and threw up breakfast. Im just thankful that it was my favorite cereal and not my blood I was coughing up.
The blond hammerer walked over and picked up his sledge. Im going to smash your freakin head like a freakin water melon you freak!
I tried to do something but I couldnt. I hurt too much to do anything but watch.
Leave him alone! The kid cried and he punched the sledge guy.
With fists covered in rock.
The hammerer dropped his sledge and dropped to the sidewalk.
The kid looked at the other punks. You leave us alone or well tear you apart!
I didnt feel like tearing anyone up. I was still hoping like heck that I wasnt going to throw up my stomach, but I did my best to look tough.
This aint over, freaks! Well get you! Well get all of you! They broke and ran.
I looked at the kid. Thanks.
Thank you, man! the kid replied. When those guys caught me, I thought I was done for! We dont normally travel alone if we can help it.
We?
Me and the gang.
Youre in a gang? I was surprised. The kid wasnt any older than me. I knew that some of the guys back in school did lookout duty, but Id never heard of anyone my age being in an actual gang.
Yeah. The kid straightened up and tried to look tough. Im Landslide. I lead the Outcasts.
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I thought for sure the kid was going to be Keystone.
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Exactly what I was thinking.
More.
Now.
Please 
Journal Entry 013
It was another week before I saw Landslide again.
Pop had managed to get himself a halfway decent job at a warehouse and he was in a good mood. He bought me some new clothes and even talked about us moving out of this crummy apartment and getting a nice place to live. He even started making breakfast again every morning like he used to do before Mom died. He kept saying over and over again that things were finally looking up for us
It wont last.
Pop starts off good, but he never manages to clench the deal. I know that hell blow it before he gets off probation at his job. Hell never pull it off.
But for right now, things are good. I had money in my pocket and time on my hands, and I was heading downtown to see if I could pick up a Miss Liberty poster for my bedroom. Mr. Lee at the Mighty Mart promised to hold me one if I could get down there by this weekend
Yo, kid.
Landslide was standing on the street corner with a couple of his buddies. One of them had skin that was nearly the same color as mine. The other
The other was a girl.
I had to look twice to be sure, though. She was pretty thin and she dressed like a boy. Her black hair was cut almost as short as Landslides, and her skin was almost as red as that little devil from the comic books.
Hi, Landslide. I looked at them warily. I had done Slide a favor but that didnt mean that I could trust him because he owed me.
This is the kid I was telling you guys about. He pointed a finger at the girl. Shes Char. Hes Deep Freeze. What do you call yourself, kid?
Frostfire. I thought it was a pretty good name.
Frostfire? Char looked me up and down.
Frostfire. I held out my left hand and let fire wreathe my fingers. I held out my right hand and icicles dripped from them.
Neat. Char smiled at me. Deep Freeze scowled.
Can you do this, punk? He gestured and a howling blade of ice appeared in his hand and he held it to my throat.
Dont be a jerk, Freeze, Landslide ordered, and wrenched a big stone mallet out of the ground. Were not here to fight Frostfire.
If I let Landslide protect me I knew that Id never be rid of Freezes hate. I had to show him I could take care of myself. I grabbed the ice blade and melted it. What do you want, Landslide?
We want you to hang with us. We think you might be a candidate for the Outcasts.
My first impulse was to turn him down. Gangs are bad news. Smart kids do dumb things when they join gangs. I didnt need trouble; I can find that on my own. I dont know, Slide
Char touched my forearm. Come on, Frostfire. Itll be fun. She grinned at me. I promise Ill protect you!
Hey, if the kids too scared to run with us, let him alone. Deep Freeze folded his arms. The Outcasts dont need any cowards!
I scowled at him. You want to show me what you guys got? Fine. Im in, Slide. What do you want to do first?
Landside grinned. Were going to rob The Family!
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I just realized, Paragonwiki says that Frostfire FOUNDED the outcasts, they didn't exist at all before he made them.
If NCSoft would show a bit more interest in the backstory of their own game, we wouldn't have to invent it ourselves.
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oh SNAP
Journal Entry 001
Im going to miss Mrs. Primm. Shes the best teacher that I ever had. I was awfully surprised when she gave me this journal when school ended today.
Youre a lot smarter than you let on, Leonard, she told me. Only teachers call me Leonard. I prefer to be called Leo. I didnt get beat up as much at recess once I started calling myself Leo. But youre awfully impulsive. You need to slow down and think about what youre doing. Perhaps by writing things down youll learn to think things through better. I want you to write in this journal every day, Leonard. Will you do that for me?
I cant take this, Mrs. Primm. It was the nicest looking book that I had ever seen, but I was afraid to take it home. Pops bound to pawn it if he gets his hands on it.
Please, Leonard. Take it for me.
All right, Mrs. Primm. I do have my secret hiding place in my room. Ill just have to make sure that Pop doesnt find it. I couldnt say no to her.
And youll write every day?
Yes, Mrs. Primm.
I know that life hasnt been easy for you, Leonard. She looked at my blue-green skin. Its never easy when youre different. But youre a good boy, a smart boy. I think that someday youre going to accomplish so much for Paragon City. She looked at her watch. But I really do have to get going now. I promised my little girl Francine that Id be home early today. Goodbye, Leonard. I know youre going to make me proud.
Shes right.
Someday Im going to make her proud. Even Popll be proud of me once I join the Freedom Phalanx.
Yeah. Someday everyones going to know my name.
Someday Leonard Calhoun is going to be a real hero
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