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@the-superboy
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+the-superboy
"Tactile telekinesis? How intriguing." Barda wouldn’t expect someone who shared the same blood as Superman to be mentally as well as physically strong.
"How does that work, if you don’t mind me asking."
"Some of my telekinetic powers can be projected, but for the most part there needs to be some sort of physical contact." Why explain when you could show off a bit? "It's better if I just show you." he said walking off a bit. Conner looked around to make sure the area was clear, his eyes suddenly flowing with a strange red energy. This payphone would do fine.
A hand was rested on it and suddenly it was engulfed in telekinetic energy, disassembling itself in the air and the parts were held in the air by his power leaving only a pole standing. "From there I can do more or less what ever I want." And just like that it reassembled like nothing had happened in the first place.
the-superboy:
“ Ah, sorry.. Just.. never seen that outfit before.”
"Call me Superboy."
"It’s all right, don’t worry."
"Nice to meet you, Superboy. I’m Captain Marvel."
"Captain Marvel.." he repeated. "Sounds like quite the title."
"Nice to meet you too, Captain. The name does make me a bit curious as to what you're all about.."
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☎: For a drunk phone call.
"Did you know, that beer doesn’t actually taste that bad," Stephanie chuckled lightly. "You know after enough of’em,"
He wasn’t busy, so there was no real reason to refuse. "Sure, why not?" He’d already begun to adjust the telekinetic field around his body, lifting himself off the ground but then he realized he hadn’t any idea where she was. "Ah.. where are you? A party or just at home?"
Steph chuckled lightly. “I’m at a party, and usually these end badly for me but tonight is going really well,” Steph paused for a moment, thinking that she should probably tell him where it was. “It’s at a frat house at Gotham University, listen for the loud music, I think it’s the only house party tonight,”
Already on the way. Stephanie was a fun girl. The type that was charming enough to make Conner go to a frat party in Gotham. Conner could be tough but he'd be lying if he said he wasn't a bit nervous. Still, he wouldn't shy away. "Be there in a few!"
A quick stop at Titans Tower and he grabbed a button down shirt to through the 'S' shield. Rolling up the sleeves quickly, He was back in the air in seconds, using that super hearing to guide him. Knock, knock. So quick that Stephanie probably hadn't gotten halfway through her drink.
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Completely MIA yesterday. Sorry about that. >O>
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☎: For a drunk phone call.
"Did you know, that beer doesn’t actually taste that bad," Stephanie chuckled lightly. "You know after enough of’em,"
The way she said that left him speechless for the moment, probably because he could practically hear her grinning. He quicky collected himself, smiling to himself. "I wouldn’t dare to! You might go all ‘I am the night’ on me. But.. I’m certainly game."
"You’re damn right I would," Steph chuckled lightly as she moved to find herself another drink. The beer in her hand as empty. "So are you going to come? There may be dancing going on,"
He wasn't busy, so there was no real reason to refuse. "Sure, why not?" He'd already begun to adjust the telekinetic field around his body, lifting himself off the ground but then he realized he hadn't any idea where she was. "Ah.. where are you? A party or just at home?"
sirentheblackkitty:
"I don’t suppose I could ask for a autograph, hmm?"
”.. An autograph? Seriously? I’m hardly a celebrity or anything..”
" You’re Superboy, you’re a hero." Siren said. "Honestly, you’re way cooler than Justine Beaver or anyone of the sort,"
".. So.. how does this work? Do you have something for me to sign?" He couldn't help but wonder if Superman did this kind of stuff. "And who are you?"
”.. Wow. So.. does that mean you hate me by default?”
Afraid so.
".. Well then, this is awkward. Should I just.. go?"
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☎: For a drunk phone call.
"Did you know, that beer doesn’t actually taste that bad," Stephanie chuckled lightly. "You know after enough of’em,"
"I’m not trying to! If anything I could drink you under the table, but it might be considered cheating." More laughter that echoed her own. "That ‘parade’ doesn’t sound too bad though."
"You can come to my parade," The blonde had a grin on her face. "Only if you don’t rain on it though okay?"
The way she said that left him speechless for the moment, probably because he could practically hear her grinning. He quicky collected himself, smiling to himself. "I wouldn't dare to! You might go all 'I am the night' on me. But.. I'm certainly game."
sirentheblackkitty:
"I don’t suppose I could ask for a autograph, hmm?"
".. An autograph? Seriously? I'm hardly a celebrity or anything.."
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☎: For a drunk phone call.
"Did you know, that beer doesn’t actually taste that bad," Stephanie chuckled lightly. "You know after enough of’em,"
"Do you know how hard it is for me to get drunk? If Kryptonian physiology has one downfall, it’s that." Though a truthful statement, he could only laugh about it.
"Well excuse you then party pooper," Steph chuckled through the phone at him. "Don’t rain on my parade. It’s a nice parade, good floats and music and dancing,"
"I'm not trying to! If anything I could drink you under the table, but it might be considered cheating." More laughter that echoed her own. "That 'parade' doesn't sound too bad though."
"Woah.. Seriously? Or.. are you just screwing with me?"
"I mean.. I didn’t mean any disrespect but I can’t say it’s something I see often."
I was completely honest. That is really where I come from.
".. Wow. So.. does that mean you hate me by default?"
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☎: For a drunk phone call.
"Did you know, that beer doesn’t actually taste that bad," Stephanie chuckled lightly. "You know after enough of’em,"
"Do you know how hard it is for me to get drunk? If Kryptonian physiology has one downfall, it's that." Though a truthful statement, he could only laugh about it.
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bigbardafury:
"Heat vision must be. Total control of the temperature would be handy." She smiled. "So, I assume you can fly and punch through walls and all sorts of other wonderful Kryptonian things?"
Kon stepped forward, eyeing the massive woman curiously. She was beautiful, but she was bigger than Superman and that made her more than intimidating. He nodded in response to her question. "Yeah, most of what Superman can do. Though I also have tactile telekinesis."
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"Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. Lisfen. I gotta goo to tha loo, mine watchin ovar my unicorn forth meh? yor fass to fly to mah place."
"Raven? Are you.. dru You have a unicorn? Somehow I’m not surprised by this..”
"Of cause I has a unicorn. Who doesn’t? Yur so finny, yuo kno tha wight? By tha way, dont get him mad unlist you want to burn to dead."
"I mean.. I guess that's sound logic considering I have a super dog. Where are you?"
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IC Fact: Kon is brash, headstrong and puts up a strong front. He can certainly back it up in a fight, but underneath all that is caring and loyal person. There may be some insecurities in there as well and though he mostly chooses to deal with things on his own he knows when he needs to reach out to others.
"Another green lady.." he muttered. "Can’t say I need any help.. but I am curious as to where you green skinned ladies are coming from."
I come from a future where we sometimes castrate men. Usually we just kill them.
"Woah.. Seriously? Or.. are you just screwing with me?"
"I mean.. I didn't mean any disrespect but I can't say it's something I see often."