rimidalv:

wrapped-in-shadows:

“Me? O-oh. No. Not me. I’m an artist.” Jack explained quickly, shaking his head. “I’m j-just a blue skinned citizen. Nothing too fancy about me b-besides the, well. Blue skin.”

“That’s interesting enough, I daresay. In all my years, I’ve never encountered one. I’ll have to learn more about you— but for now, I have to run. Busy day, getting all settled in, you know.” [She drew a card out of her purse and handed it to Jack. On the crisp, cream colored cardstock was her number, embossed in gold.] “See you around, Jack.”

“Oh!” he observed her business card before pulling out one of his own, and handed it to her. “H-hope the city isn’t too crazy for you, Miss. Rim.” Jack said, hoping she settled all right. The city could get out of hand, from time to time, after all. She looked tough, though. She may be all right here, probably more suited for it than he was.

rimidalv:

wrapped-in-shadows:

“It c-can get a bit heavy around here.” Jack admitted weakly. “And M-Metro Man can’t be everywhere at once…” though he possibly could with his super speed but that sapped the life out of him, making him age faster when he used it. Or that’s what he heard through the grape vine. “Though there a-are some people who fight against the bad guys too, so… so it isn’t too one sided.”

“Interesting. Are you a hero or a villain? That blue skin and all…” [Rim was glad that she was more than capable of defending herself, it sounded like this city was as full of ruffians, to put it politely, as it was of eccentricities.]

“Me? O-oh. No. Not me. I’m an artist.” Jack explained quickly, shaking his head. “I’m j-just a blue skinned citizen. Nothing too fancy about me b-besides the, well. Blue skin.”

rimidalv:

wrapped-in-shadows:

“Lady Doppler? Sh-she’s able to fly and control the weather… so, really, prepare for any kind of weather in this city…” Jack said, sending a cautious glance skywards. So far the day was heading to be a normal day, weather wise. He looked back at the woman in grey. “Psycho Delic, well… he’s. Like a walking skeleton, really… w-with the power to turn to smoke at will and can poison people with said smoke. T-then there’s Hot Flash, a woman who has fire for hair and has control over fire. S-she can fly as well.”

[Rim’s curiosity was utterly piqued— what else could this city possibly hold? People with extraordinary powers, different skin colors… Although…]

“It must be dangerous here, with people like that running around.” [She knew exactly what it was like to have so much power that it runs away with you.] “I guess it’s a good thing there’s a hero here, eh?”

“It c-can get a bit heavy around here.” Jack admitted weakly. “And M-Metro Man can’t be everywhere at once…” though he possibly could with his super speed but that sapped the life out of him, making him age faster when he used it. Or that’s what he heard through the grape vine. “Though there a-are some people who fight against the bad guys too, so… so it isn’t too one sided.”

rimidalv:

wrapped-in-shadows:

“More or less.” Jack agreed, nodding his head. He gestured with one hand. “M-Metro Man on the side of justice, dressed in white…” then gestured with the other, “And M-Megamind on the side of evil, dressed in black.”

He shrugged, letting his arms drop back down by his sides. “That’s h-how it’s been here for a long time.”

[Rim rolled her eyes at the obvious use of colors to display good and evil. This Metro Man and Megamind sounded rather foolish already.]

“So… what about other people? This girl mentioned some to me earlier… Lady Doppler? Psycho Delic?”

“Lady Doppler? Sh-she’s able to fly and control the weather… so, really, prepare for any kind of weather in this city…” Jack said, sending a cautious glance skywards. So far the day was heading to be a normal day, weather wise. He looked back at the woman in grey. “Psycho Delic, well… he’s. Like a walking skeleton, really… w-with the power to turn to smoke at will and can poison people with said smoke. T-then there’s Hot Flash, a woman who has fire for hair and has control over fire. S-she can fly as well.”

rimidalv:

wrapped-in-shadows:

“Metro Man? Blue? N-no. He’s human looking, ve-verrrry tall. He’s hard to miss s-since he goes around in cream and gold outfit and a cape.” Jack explained, before taking a few steps and pointing. “J-just down there is the Metro Man Museum but f-from here we can’t see his statue… but it’s very big.”

“Oh… So he must be like… like Superman then? A hero?” [This was starting to finally make more sense to her. How curious, a city that was apparently full of what seemed to be comic book characters.]

“More or less.” Jack agreed, nodding his head. He gestured with one hand. “M-Metro Man on the side of justice, dressed in white…” then gestured with the other, “And M-Megamind on the side of evil, dressed in black.”

He shrugged, letting his arms drop back down by his sides. “That’s h-how it’s been here for a long time.”

rimidalv:

wrapped-in-shadows:

“I guess y-you could call us a race…” Jack said with an awkward shrug. Most of the blue people were different, alternate, versions of the original. That being Megamind. But sometimes it was just hard to tell. Some assumed he to be an alternate Megamind but he had been raised outside of town his entire life, and he’d never gone through no portal to get here.

It was confusing since despite his large brain, he wasn’t a scientifically minded man.

“As f-far as I know there’s… several of us, at least. Including a clone, too… t-the main one though is Megamind, he’s. He’s the villain of the city, y-you know. Caught in never-ending st-struggle to take over against Metro Man, wh-who’s the hero of the city…”

[The same people that Katelynn had mentioned, interesting.]

“So this Megamind is blue, and Metro Man, is he blue as well?” [She looked around as though expecting to see another blue person pass right by them.]

“Metro Man? Blue? N-no. He’s human looking, ve-verrrry tall. He’s hard to miss s-since he goes around in cream and gold outfit and a cape.” Jack explained, before taking a few steps and pointing. “J-just down there is the Metro Man Museum but f-from here we can’t see his statue… but it’s very big.”

rimidalv:

wrapped-in-shadows:

Whoa hello, personal bubble well and truly popped right now. Jack’s face turns purple, tinting all the way to his pointed ears as this time he does take an anxious step back, face set in a worried look, especially after she so rudely touched his head like that.

“C-created? No! No, I. I was born. I, I had a mother and father j… just like everyone else, at least everyone else born normally…” he knew of clones, and robots, so… “T-there’s a few of us, going around actually … y-you must be new in town if you’ve n-never seen one of us before…” 

[Finally recalling some propriety, Rim stepped back, giving Jack his space again.]

“There’s more? So is there a race of you, dwelling in this city? I’ve never seen another blue person in any city I’ve lived in— and I’ve lived in many, I can assure you.” [Though she had given his personal space back to him, she still stared rather uncouthly at Jack. She knew at once that she would enjoy living in Metro City, if it offered such strange specimens as this man.]

“I guess y-you could call us a race…” Jack said with an awkward shrug. Most of the blue people were different, alternate, versions of the original. That being Megamind. But sometimes it was just hard to tell. Some assumed he to be an alternate Megamind but he had been raised outside of town his entire life, and he’d never gone through no portal to get here.

It was confusing since despite his large brain, he wasn’t a scientifically minded man.

“As f-far as I know there’s… several of us, at least. Including a clone, too… t-the main one though is Megamind, he’s. He’s the villain of the city, y-you know. Caught in never-ending st-struggle to take over against Metro Man, wh-who’s the hero of the city…”

rimidalv:

wrapped-in-shadows:

“Um. Yes! I. I am.” he said, awkwardly, since that really did come out of the… well, blue, hadn’t it? He looked down at his hands, blue as every other part of him was, before looking back up at the woman.

“Been b-blue since I was born.”

[Rim circled the slender blue man, taking in what she could of him before outright invading his space and staring up close at his enormous bald cranium.]

“How strange!” [She reached out and brushed her fingers against his scalp, without invitation, uncaring of how treacherously rude she was being.] “Blue since you were born, do you mean created? This is really quite marvelous, I’ve never seen anything quite like it…”

Whoa hello, personal bubble well and truly popped right now. Jack’s face turns purple, tinting all the way to his pointed ears as this time he does take an anxious step back, face set in a worried look, especially after she so rudely touched his head like that.

“C-created? No! No, I. I was born. I, I had a mother and father j… just like everyone else, at least everyone else born normally…” he knew of clones, and robots, so… “T-there’s a few of us, going around actually … y-you must be new in town if you’ve n-never seen one of us before…" 

rimidalv:

wrapped-in-shadows:

Jack does his best to not step backwards since my word this woman is a little intimidating. It’s probably… well. Everything about her. He does, however, grab at his arm subconsciously. 

“Jack. Jack M-Maple.” he introduced himself. 

[Rim’s eye’s widened as she really took the man in, and she could scarcely believe that she hadn’t noticed it right off the bat.]

“You’re blue!” [She blurted out in lieu of a proper greeting. She kept her ground, but was soon staring intensely at the man. It didn’t appear to be paint, or makeup.]

“Um. Yes! I. I am.” he said, awkwardly, since that really did come out of the… well, blue, hadn’t it? He looked down at his hands, blue as every other part of him was, before looking back up at the woman.

“Been b-blue since I was born.”

rimidalv:

wrapped-in-shadows:

He’d never seen a woman looking so grey before, honestly. But. Jack was trying to not be so… well. Jack-like any more or a shut in. “H-hello…?”

[Turning her head, searching for the source of the delicate greeting, Rim’s eyes quickly seized on the slender man who had apparently tried to get her attention.]

“Hello. May I ask who you are?” [Was it the custom for people in this city to be so forward? There again, this was why she had left her old town. A fresh start, new people…]

Jack does his best to not step backwards since my word this woman is a little intimidating. It’s probably… well. Everything about her. He does, however, grab at his arm subconsciously. 

“Jack. Jack M-Maple.” he introduced himself.