Powerpuff Girls Z: The New Three (Private RP)

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    By now the Powerpuff Z are renowned defenders of Tokyo, having, if not always admirably, always managing to win the final victory through some means. Earning everything from adoration to hatred from others. It is the resentment of their first and arguably greatest nemesis that would prove to be their downfall. Mojo-jojo and his resentment for all the times that he was humiliated, harmed, and simply outdone by those girls led him to desperate measures. Over time, he managed to collect enough of synthetic carbon crystal structures, mostly form laboratory heists. When he finally had enough, he could fuel his greatest weapon for three attacks…

    The girls never saw it coming. They went to the district where Mojo was causing havoc in one of his many robots, expecting one of their usual, ever victorious battles. When he fired the new energy weapon, there was no contest. They shrank, and felt themselves becoming weak. They were only inches tall, and their powers as they knew them were gone. They could fly, and perhaps a few other things that were new, but never again would they be fighters of the unjust like this.

    But they could do one thing until the professor devised a way to return them to normal. They could find replacements, people who could wield their powers until they were restored. This is the story of this point in time, in which there were new Powerpuff Z, and their stories.

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    Name: Ayu Akatsutsumi
    Age: 13
    Gender: Female

    Appearance: Ayu looks extremely similar to Momoko, with the exact same height, size, and weight. Her eye colour is similar to Momoko's as well, the only difference being the fact that it is a much more vivid pink. Her hair is the exact same orange colour, the only difference is the style. Instead of being placed in one large ponytail at the back with the bangs hanging loose at the front, it is styled so that the hair is very wavy, going about halfway down her back. The same style is used for her bangs that was present on Momoko. For clothing, she usually wears a pair of tight, blue jeans with a butterfly shape composed of pink gems on the upper right leg. She also wears a pink, tyedye tanktop composed of various shades of pink, and white straps, and a pair of white running shoes with pink laces. The only accessories she had are her golden, heart shaped locket around her neck, and the matching bracelet on her left wrist. When she transforms, she obtains the same outfit as Blossom, along with a pink, electric guitar, and Blossom's Yoyo.

    Personality: Because of the way she was brought into her situation, Ayu was hesistant to accept her position at first. She is quite brave, capable of defending anyone in need, but has difficulty standing up for herself, especially when being teased by other girls. She is stubborn, and tends to embarass easily. In general, she is very energetic and fun loving, always trying to lighten the mood and look on the positive side.

    History: Ayu lived a very normal life... up until Momoko got involved. Ayu used to be a sixteen year old named David, living with his family and attending high school normally. He was very talented at the guitar, as well as playing drums. Momoko had originally intended to pass her power on to a girl, but her aim was off, hitting David instead. Not being compatible with the power in his current state, the Chemical Z physically altered his appearance to be similar to the only being it worked with, Momoko. Sadly, some mental changes are slowly taking place as well.

    Chibi: Momoko Akatsutsumi (Blossom)
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    Name: Bijou Tamagaki

    Age: 13

    Gender: Female

    Appearance: Bijou is a young girl, a normal voice, height, weight, and shape. However, she is an albino. The hair handing down her neck is snow white, as is her skin, a pale shade normally not seen outside of the grave. Another effect of the pigment disorder are the bright pink eyes that are the only color in her form. Normally, Bijou wears a number of more traditional outfits, even a few Lolita Gothic style dresses, usually with large-brimmed sunhats. Being an Albino, fashion really doesn't matter much for her, since she needs to remain as covered as possible in sunlight, but everyone admits, at least grudgingly, that the clothes suit her. When she transforms, she obtains A similar outfit to buttercup, but in a dark wildlife green, and with more of a gothic lolita hints to the costume. Weapon wise, she retains the ball she was playing with at the time the powers were given to her, and in emergencies, Kaoru ca summon a version of her old hammer for Bijou to use.

    Personality: Being shunned, and alienated by her peers almost from birth, Bijou has grown to be somewhat introverted, shy, and very rarely speaking. However, she was not really abnormal in personality, she simply had no one to show her personality to. She did make a single friend; an older boy by the name of David. When she was with him, she acted almost like a normal girl, which was a true beacon of hope to her parents. However, when in her 'empowered' state, the reverse is true. She's not overly aggressive by nature, or even brash, but she can't get enough of being able to accomplish things herself, not being the weak self she's used to living as. This often leads to most people seeing her as berser, or other less dignified things in combat.

    History: There really isn't much to tell. She was raised as a normal girl, as close as any albino can come, going to school, being alienated by all the kids, learning in silence, and going home. With no other way to occupy herself, she took up four hobbies: reading, music, dancing, and suprisingly, videogames. She quickly became compitent through lots of practice, the last one being the most likely cause for her friendship with David. When she got the powers, it was quite by accident, or more of a coincidence that KAoru simply could find no one else who seemed to be compatible with her powers, and in a bout of frustration, jsut gave them to the firs person she could, without thinking about who that person actually was.

    Chibi: Kaoru Matsubara (Buttercup)

    Other: Being an Albino, Bijou is extremely sensitive to sun without any of the normal resistance. Any exposure at all will literally burn her, and her vision is at 20/200, many times less effective for long range vision.
     
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    Name: Ami (Ah-mi) Mori
    Age: 13
    Gender: Female
    Appearance: Ami has short shoulder-length blonde hair, which is always in a different style every day. She's very concerned about her appearance, and usually strives to make sure her outfit has no flaw's in it. She has bright blue eyes with a peachy porcelin color of skin. She's a little on the thin side, but to Ami, this is perfect, because when she sit's, her stomach doesn't 'crunch' to make her look 'fatter' then she really is. Her usual outfit is a pair of white cargo capri's, with a pair of white round-tipped tennis shoes. Her bold cobalt blue spaghetti strapped shirt is covered by a simple hooded summer vest, which is sometimes discarded due to 'too much white in her outfit'. Ami often wears a white choker, with some kind of bracelet, be it a wristband, fancy silver ones, or sweatbands, she's never caught dead without some kind of jewlery on.

    When transformed, Ami wear's the same leotard, skirt, and vest that Miyako did, but instead of a baby blue, it's a dark bold cobalt color, and everything that was black on the outfit becomes white.

    Personality: Ami is what people might call a 'fake-mary-sue'. Often, she's a kind, fun-loving girl, who looks great, get's great grades, and just plain is great. Helpful and caring, she's nice to everyone, and doesn't shun or hate anyone. Openly, that is. Inside, she's a little devil child, who hate's everything, and criticizes everything shamelessly. Especially other people's appearance's. Often around people she doesn't feel the need to be extremely kind and caring around, (people who don't like her, or people who she trusts,) she'll come clean with her real personality, which is comprised of a vain brat who's very high on her throne, helped by her inflated ego. But, the one thing she never does: Brag. Her philosophy: "It's too risky, because if someone else has something better then you, then, how are you supposed to think of a come-back that isn't totally lame?"

    History: Ever since she was born, Ami was a spoiled girl, who got everything she wanted, when she wanted it. Be it ponies, be it dresses, be it the chocolate strawberries flown in from France, she's never been denied what she wanted. In fact, she was so spoiled, she didn't even notice that her filthy rich parents were never around, too busy with their jobs to pay any attention to her. She paid no mind to what anyone thought- because she was the ruler of her world. But, on her first day of preschool, a kid poked fun at her, because she was slightly overweight from her un-regulated diet, and many other kids laughed at her frilly- and expensive dresses. This made her extremely self-conscious for the first time in her life, and it impacted her with a lasting effect. She wanted to look good. And she got it. Though, it made her angry that it took a lot longer then she'd expected it to, but nonetheless, she was satisfied, because it was worth the wait. Ever since she became so obsessed with her looks, many of her maids started to feel sorry for her future husband or boyfriend already- but so far, she's rejected every last boy. They're usually 'not good enough for her', in her devil mind, but in her angelic mind, she's, 'waiting for the one just for her'. Though, the devil mind usually rules the real Ami.

    Chibi: Miyako Goutokuji
     
    My side of the story, huh? I guess it all started that day. The day I was going to ask her out. The day my life changed forever. The day I started wearing pink...

    That day started like any other day. I got up, got dressed and ready, then went to school. I had been planning on asking out my childhood friend for a while now, and I had finally gotten a chance to eat lunch with her. It was nearly impossible most of the time, as she was in a bunch of plays and bands and sports at the school, while I only played my guitar while practicing with my band.

    Of course, if I had chosen anywhere else as the meeting spot, my life would have continued as normal after that day. Then again, I've never been a lucky person, so it probably would have happened to me where ever I had decided to meet her. Anywho, it all started when I took a seat at a bench in the public park, waiting patiently for her arrival. Realizing I was early, I got back up and began walking around the park until she got there. The earth suddenly shook violently, an explosion on the opposite end of the park being the source, and I fell on top of a girl a few years younger than me due to the shock.

    In the moments leading up to that mentioned above...
    "Oh... How am I supposed to go out with boys looking like this!?" A miniature Momoko Akatsutsumi yelled at herself as she flew around, looking for any signs of danger. "This is all Mojo's fault! We can't be heroines of justice like this!" Her face quickly lit up as a much more positive thought popped into her head. "Then again, all of the sweets are like a million times larger now! And I guess the Professor had the right idea by sending us out to find replacements! It's been a few days without us to defend the city..."

    Her eyes quickly darted to the site of an explosion on the opposite side of the park, the Mojo Robo present and closing the gap between itself and the park. She then started looking for someone capable enough to lend some of her powers too. Her eyes then locked on a young girl running away from the explosion, and sent a white beam at her out of her right hand. Of course, since I was so lucky, it was the exact same girl I had fallen into, and I got hit by the light instead of her. My vision was quickly engulfed by the light.

    Have you ever been shot? Crushed by a piano? If you have, you still have never experienced the pain I felt in the moments after I was hit by the light. There is nothing; NOTHING more painful than having your body changed from that of a fifteen year old male, to a thirteen year old female due to a chemical altering your body! I'd rather not go into detail about what exactly took place when I was caught in that light, due to me being all pro-PG-16 and all, but it was BAD.

    I remember the light clearing, and wanting to shoot myself from the pain alone. My whole body ached all over, enough so that I collapsed onto my knees. The strange thing was: I had been wearing jeans before, so why were my knees making physical contact with the grass beneath me? I quickly glanced down, and turned completely red. I was wearing a skirt. Hell, I was dressed like Blossom from Powerpuff Z! "Oh god." I paused after hearing my voice, and quickly put my hand over my mouth. I sounded like... a girl? Why was my hand so small. Further examination (it was more like me frantically looking myself over, really) showed me that I was. The scariest part was, that without a few minor differences, like the wavy hair and pinker eyes, I looked almost exactly like Blossom!

    "Uh oh..." Momoko cried as she sweatdropped from nearby, a missile landing nearby me. The shock left from the explosion sending my flying through the air. For some reason, I instinctively held my skirt down..
     
    You want to hear what I have to say about those events? Fair enough, but I expect you to pay attention. The day was as simple as any other in my once dreary life, until I was given the hope that I still have...

    I stood on my front porch in the shade, idly buoncing a raibow colored ball on the concrete. Some kid must have thrown it into the yard this morning, and forgotten it. I looked around, grimacing as anything beyond the fence seemed blurry and indistinct. People always seemed suprised that someone who could see well so close was practically blind for distance sight. I opened the small blue parasol shading myself as I walked out, intending to place the ball by the front gate. Hopefully whoever had left it would come back for it...

    A tiny Buttercup was in a none-too-small temper tantrum by now, flying along and sending blazes of white light everywhere. "WHY WON'T IT WORK?!" She screamed, flying along. It had been hours now that she'd been trying to pass on her powers, but it seemed like it wouldn't take hold in anyone. And now there was smoke rising in the park, which meant that she had to find someone, she didn't even know how the others were doing, and even if they both found someone, they'd need her raw power. She screamed again, and sent off a random shot, which just happened to intercept me as I reached the gate.

    I felt all the colors around me drain away, my mind numb, almost like shock. But I felt power, and suddenly, there was a color. Pure emerald green all around me, slowly darkening to a deep wildlife green... I opened my eyes slowly, looking down at myself, and gasped. The ball was gone, but I looked just like that green super-heroine in terms of outfit. What was her name? Buttercup, that was it. After I looked over myself some more, I noticed that the outfit wasn't quite the same, it was a darker green in color, and seemed to have some lolita, borderline gothic lolita design hints to it.

    It was then that if I could have gotten any paler, I would have. My hat! My parasol, I was exposed! I turned, intending to dash for the porch, but stopped. My skin wasn't tingling like it usually did... I looked up at the sun, I saw the clouds floating by, the birds flying, the bright sun shining down on me, and I wasn't burning!I blinked then, my eyes going wide. Birds? I could see them, as clearly as if they were in front of my face! I could see! That's when I heard the voice besides me.

    "What the heck are you doing?! Get to the park, there's smoke risi- Oh, no." I turned, staring. There seemed to be the heroine, though she was miniscule, barely as tall as my hand. "Out of ALL the people in this city, why did it have to be the vampire?" She asked, and I raised an eyebrow at her. "What happened to m-" She quickly cut me off. "No time, get to the park, NOW, there are people in danger!" I blinked, and then nodded, turning and dashing out the gate.

    It wasn't like driving a car, but it was definitely faster than people were supposed to run... I felt strong too, powerful.. I couldn't help but grin. "Why aren't you FLYING?!" The tiny girl screamed at me, and my grin faded as I looked at her curiously. "I can fly?" She smacked her own face with exasperation...
     
    Okay, okay, I've got some seriously weird things to say about my day. The weirdest thing of all? Uh, yeah, I got asked out by this guy I wasn't even sure I knew. I have this faint inkling that I hung out with him a few times, but I can't remember guy's that well. They're like the hand you're dealt in poker- sometimes they suck, and sometimes they rock...but they usually suck. The second weirdest thing? Miki had this awesome outfit today, and I had some serious wardrobe envy. But, it wasn't that bad, because she totally couldn't pull it off- with her figure especially. No offense to her…well, actually, scatch that, but onto the third weirdest thing. That totally cute outfit I saw in my fashion magazine yesterday- it was nowhere to be found in Tokyo's biggest mall. Ugh, I had to go through the trouble of telling my maid to order it from America. What, a, drag.

    Oh yeah, and some weird white light hit me and I was dressed like a total wannabe Bubbles, but that's not really worth mentioning, since nobody else noticed, and well, I could totally pull off the look without looking like a fangirl.

    - A different story, A TOTALLY different perspective –

    I loved my new form! I felt like I could fly- oh wait, I was doing that already! Yes, that's right, I was flying! Well, it wasn't as though I wasn't always like this when I was Bubbles, but somehow, I just couldn't get over…flying!! And now that I was a miniature me, I could dart through everything at the speed of light! How much fun was that?! I almost forgot about my assignment- to find me a replacement…for me. It was hard to find someone who might be good for the part, but it was fun, seeing huge people. But, I worried about how I would find dresses that fit me. That was minor though, and I decided to enjoy myself instead. I'd find out at the mall!

    Speeding off, I easily found a nice, stylish looking girl. I thought it'd be kind of mean to turn her life upside down, but at least she looked like me too! I couldn't believe my luck- this meant I could have more time to shop, and use the excuse that I'd been looking for someone! Yay! It turned out to be easier then I thought, since all I had to do was shoot a white light at the girl- who didn't even seem phased that her clothes had changed. Well, of course, maybe that was because I didn't stick around- I saw some really pretty doll dresses and decided that they might fit me, and sped off.
     
    "That... hurt..." I moaned as I got to my feet, holding my head with my right hand, since I had basically just landed on it. "What the hell is going on?" The robot in the distance was obviously one of Mojo's robots, but what had happened to me? Why was I... a girl? Why then of all times? And why the hell did I look like I was related to Blossom?

    "Uh... excuse me?" A girlish voice called from behind me. The voice really sounded like the voice I now had, and I knew why when I spun around and saw a chibi version of Blossom, only a few inches high, floating in front of me. "I think I screwed up!" She cried as she bonked herself on the head, sticking her tongue out afterwards.

    I sweatdropped in response, my right eye twitching. "I'm dreaming, right? I'm in some sort of dreamworld where nothing makes sense, right? That's why I'm in a skirt. That's why there's a chibified version of a Powerpuff Z member in front of me..."

    "Actually... This is the real world! This is all real!" The Mini-Blossom replied. "Mojo made all of Powerpuff Z into little chibis with some wierd ray. Since the Professor can't reverse it, we were stuck with the chore of finding a temporary replacement Heroine of Justice! But, I missed my target and hit you instead, giving you my powers! I guess it kind of affected you physically too, since you look kind of like me... Maybe our powers aren't meant for guys?"

    "Gee! You think!?" I yelled as I stomped my foot onto the ground. "I can't exactly go home like this! What the h-" My yelling was cut off as another missile exploded behind me, making me jump. "Ookay, what do I do about that, then?" I sighed after taking a deep, pointing towards the Mojo Robo.

    "Use the yo-yo."

    "What yo-yo?"

    "The one in your right hand."

    I glanced down at my right hand, which had a black glove on it. Sure enough, there was a yo-yo resting in my palm. "When'd that get there?"

    "Who cares? Just go beat Mojo so I can explain everything!"

    Meanwhile, in the Mojo Robo...
    "Now that the Powerpuff Girls Z are out of my way, I can finally take over this city, mojo!" The mutated monkey, Mojo, exclaimed to himself before firing another rocket. At least, he attempted to. The robot gave an error message in return. "What? Why isn't it launching, mojo!?"

    "I've honestly never met you before, Mojo. But I've heard you're really stupid. Apparently you are..." My voice said from just outside the Mojo Robo's cockpit. Mojo shot his head out of the cockpit to see what was happening. What he saw was me spinning the yo-yo around and around off to the right, the missing arm of the Mojo Robo which fired the missiles caught in and spinning with it. Mini-Blossom was sitting on my shoulder, a look of approval on her face.

    "B-b-b-but, you're Blossom! You shouldn't be that big, mojo!" The monkey responded, completely shocked at the situation.

    "I'm not!" Mini-Blossom spoke up, turning Mojo's attention to my shoulder.

    "What, if you're there, than who's that, mojo?"

    "I don't really like the situation I'm in, and I hope I can get out of it right after I'm done beating you, but I guess you could call me a replacement Blossom." I replied, the speed of the spinning yo-yo and arm beginning to slow. "Oh, you can have this back now!" I let go of the arm, sending it flying back at the Robo.

    "Replacement Blossom, mojo!?" Mojo replied as he made a failed attempt to jump out of the cockpit before the arm hit, but failed.
     
    "So that's it? I break it, then you tell me what's going on?" I asked, and the tiny girl nodded. "Here, this hammer wiHEY, where are you going?!" she shouted after me as a large white hammer crashed into the sidewalk, shattering the pavement as I dashed madly towards the damaged robot.

    "Is that Buttercup, Mojo?" Mojo asked himself as he saw the green clad girl dashing towards him. "When did she get so pale, MoJOOO!" He asked, turning into a shout as she headbutted the robot, sending it staggering.

    I blinked in suprise as I kept on running past the robot, slowly turning around with a hand on my forehead. "I barely felt that." I mused in amazement. How had I gotten so strong?! Then I noticed two missles fired from the robot's left arm. "Ah, well, this is bad." I said, sweatdropping as the two explosives soared towards me.
     
    Forgetting about the dolls, I was trying earnestly to convince the girl to go fight, but to be honest, I wasn't getting anywhere anytime soon. She was so stubborn! Pulling on the edge of her skirt, she left the mall anyway, saying something about needing to find a fly swatter. I didn't really get what she meant, because I didn't see any flies, and boy was I glad- how BIG would a fly be when I was this big?! I shook my head. That wasn't something I should be thinking about right now, it was completely and totally irrelevant. I paused to catch my breath but instead spent it trying to coax her into fighting.

    "Please! Tokyo City needs you! If you don't fight, Mojo might destroy the mall!" I squeaked in my new-found super high chibi-tized voice.

    "I could always go to France." She replied coolly, stepping out of the air-conditioned mall through the sliding glass doors, "I should probably shop there anyway..." She paused, and for a second I thought she was considering my offer, but then she shrugged and continued, "Too far." I sweatdropped, and fell to the ground.

    I quickly caught up though and tried desperately to tell her to go fight- even if just this once. She paid me no heed, as if I didn't even exist, and glanced at her watch- or, where her watch had once been, before sighing, "How do you live in this outfit? I know a watch would look completely tacky, but honestly, I'm not one to look into a random store just to see the time!" I was about to agree: 'Yeah, watches with dresses are horrible', but I restrained. Again, not the time to think about that. I needed to stop getting sidetracked, and focus on the problem at hand.

    "Missile!" I squeaked, pointing up into the sky, and the girl sighed, continuing to walk while casually twirling my old bubble rod around, creating a bubble shield around the missile as if she hadn't even tried. She was obviously showing off, and it worked, as people thanked her, while, other's, seemed to wonder what happened to her hair- or at least, what was once my hair. I had to admit, her hair was considerably shorter then what I'd seen, but maybe the longer blonde hair was a different girl.

    "See!" I tried to reason, "It's easy!"

    She sighed and said under her breath, "Okay, you know what? If it'll get you off my case, where do you want me to fight? Because you are more annoying then a dirty, disgusting house fly, and you just won't seem to go find someone else to leech off of."

    I was extremely insulted, but bit my tongue- I'd ask for a replacement for the replacement later, but flew off, with her casually flying behind me, to the scene of the half destroyed Robo Mojo, "There! Bubbles, bubbles!!" I waved my arms frantically, and noticed that she'd already spun the bubble wand in a circle- she seemed to be determined to use only one hand by the way, and all eight of the bubbles soared towards their destination's-, two towards the missile's going towards Buttercup, where I was pointing, and 6 towards the Robo Mojo.

    "Bubbles Mojo?!" Mojo shrieked in confusion, before all 6 bubbles engulfed the machine with six different layers.

    "Am I done now?" The girl asked me, with a (fake, but for the sake of my character, I don't know that) innocent tone. I wasn't sure I had the answer, so I shook my head and watched her honeyed expression deflate a bit, before I stared down at the Robo Mojo, seeing if anything else would cause a ruckus.
     
    I blinked, grinning, before waving my thanks at the girl clad in blue. Was it bubbles? Something about her hair wasn't right... I turned to the robot again, and this time, found a hammer slam into my face. "USE THIS!" The tiny girl screeched, before flying towards the red girl. What was I missing here?

    I swung the hammer around behind me as I dashed again. "This is going to hurt, Mojo." I heard from the cockpit, right as the white hammer swung into it, metal buckling, electronics shattering under the force. "Time to leave, Mojo!" I heard the monkey say, right as he leaped from the ockpit into the air. "Umm, now would be a good time to be told how to fly..." I said, sweatdropping.
     
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    "Buttercup!" Mini-Blossom called as she flew up to the Mini-Buttercup that was approaching us. "Did you find someone too? I kinda... screwed up! You see..." She then retold the complete story of what had happened in the last ten minutes. "So I guess that's why he... she... whatever, looks like me!" She had made reference to me as a "Heroine of Justice" multiple times, which caused my eye to twitch each time I heard it.

    My eyes darted towards the Mojo, who was now fleeing due to the rest of his tactics being spoiled by 'Buttercup' and 'Bubbles'. Come to think of it, Buttercup kind of looked like... Nah, it couldn't be. I took the yo-yo and began spinning it extremely quickly overtop my head. It seemed almost like a lasso, only it was spinning a good five times faster, and didn't have a big loop in it. I quickly threw it forward, the yo-yo wrapping itself around the fleeing Mojo's legs.

    "Nu-uh. You can leave for all I care, but you're going via air mail!" I yelled as I grabbed the string with both hands, and started spinning around in a circle, Mojo following, as he was caught in the yo-yo. When I had gained enough speed, I had the yo-yo return, sending Mojo far off into the sky, a star blinking after he reached a certain distance. "See... ya... ugh..." As I finally snapped out of my spin, I wobbled back in forth in a daze, my eyes seemingly spiraling, before falling forward onto the parks grass with a thump.
     
    Kaoru sighed, a tiny hamer appearing in mid air beside her, which she seemingly leaned on for support. "You have no idea how lucky you are, Momoko. I wish that could have happened to me. I mean, look at her!" She said, pointing at me as I moved over to the red clad girl on the grass. "How could anyone POSSIBLY mistake her for me?"

    I leaned over the girl who looked similar to blossom, gently poking her. "Are you all right?" I asked, tossing the hamer aside, ignoring the shaking it caused in the ground when it hit the pavement. Apparently I was adjusting to berserk strength fairly quickly. With both hands free, I leaned down, gently trying to support her weight and help her up.
     
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    "Am I done, now?" I asked Ms. Sugar Plum Fairy, but she was already gone, gone to hang out with her other fairy friends, leaving me behind- ditched. I nearly shouted and stamped the air in frustration of her ingratefulness, but I heard her squeak gleefully to her friends, "I found a replacement!" A REPLACEMENT. I felt insulted. Of all thing's, I was not the replacement, I was the replaced, if anything at all. And usually, my replacement insulted me and my standards. In other words, the replacement, was not worthy of being my replacement.

    I huffed, and landed on the ground, placing the bubble wand behind me as I stood looking upwards- innocently by the way. There was no way I would let all these people see my true feelings- boiling, hot, anger. 1) This had interuppted, my shopping spree. 2) I, and let me repeat that, I had been ditched. 3) I, let me repeat that again, I was being ignored. But, again, from my well mastered facial expression and kind stare, who would've guessed? Uh, someone who was so perceptive they could see through walls. Yeah. I'm that good.
     
    "Yes, Bubbles, apparently we've all found replacements." Momoko replied to the blond fairy dressed in blue before going on to inform her of her mistake. Was it really that important to tell everyone about what happened to me right away? I was kind of irritated when I heard Mini-Buttercup up there imply I was similar to Blossom, but my thoughts were sent off that track when 'Buttercup' helped me up from the ground.

    "Th-thanks..." I studdered after getting a look at her face. "Bijou?" I was curious as to how she'd react to me knowing her name, seeing as I wasn't who I once was. Once I got back on my feet, I swayed back and forth a little bit, before running face first into a tree.

    "Maybe she is a little like me..." Momoko squeaked after watching my display.

    As I got back up, holding my face, I noticed a girl in blue keeping a bit of distance from us. "Hey, loner! Why don't you come over here and talk with us? We need to figure out what's going on!" While I was saying this, I was waving my arms in the air to get her attention.
     
    I walked calmly afteter the strange girl as she rammed her head into the tree, looking at her curiously. "You know my name?" I asked again, stepping back as she started flailing her arms at the last girl. "You acted as if you knew me." I wasn't that suprised by her knowing my name, since I was the only OCA1 albino in Tokyo, but she acted as though she knew me personally. "Just who are you?"


    "I think we can gather that you messed up somehow, no need to tell everyone that comes within earshot." kaoru grumbled, staring down at the new heroes. "You know, at least she's not helpless in combat..." She said, staring down at my white hair. "But why on EARTH do I still have to wear this skirt?!" she shrieked from out of nowhere. Apparently, she still hadn't gotten over that one small part of being a heroine...
     
    I glanced over at the girl who had addressed me as 'loner'. I resisted the urge to strangle her entirely, and mumbled, "Hm?" I blinked, and walked over- slowly, taking my time. I examined one- too pale, and I examined the other- ugh, what was with that hair color? They certainly weren't people I'd enjoy being with in public, dressed regularly. I stopped when I arrived, and glanced over my shoulder at Sugar Plum Fairy.

    "Yeah, she definetely takes the assertion!" She giggled, referring to someone I swore to god had better not have been me. Otherwise, I'd have been getting rusty at my act! "The girl I picked is a little stubborn and hard to work with, but she seem's nice enough." She glanced at the green Sugar Plum Fairy and squeaked, "We wear skirt's because we're the PowerPuff Girls Z!"

    That explained something, something I didn't particularly care about.

    I resisted the urge to strangle the flying, squawking bird-girl and kept my expression the same. I turned back to the other two odd girls and said lightly, "What are we trying to figure out?" To be honest for once in my life, I didn't know what was the big deal about being dressed like the PowerPuff Girls Z, and having power's like them. It was optional, whether we wanted to fight Mojo or not. If it wasn't...well, I'd make it optional. But then again, they got so much press...it'd be awesome, being on TV and not just being there because my Dad was there. Maybe it wasn't so bad, this troublesome hero stuff. But, before that, I'd have to sort out who was in charge here, and who could and couldn't be insulted.
     
    "Who am I? I- I- I- Ow!" I had began a studder in response to Bijou's question, but was smoked in the head by Momoko's tiny yo-yo. She flew down away from her group, the original Powerpuff Z, and landed on my shoulder as I was rubbing the spot where I was hit. It was an odd feeling, rubbing your head full of long hair, with a smaller hand than what you're used to.

    "Why don't you just tell them already? They're going to have to know sooner or later." Momoko encouraged me, smiling innocently afterwards, which in turn made me blush.

    I nodded, and blushed even more, while looking at the ground. From most point of views, I would have appeared 'cute' at that point, but I didn't want to think about it that way. "I'm a guy... Well, I'm a girl, but I was a guy... I'm so confused about this all still! Anyways, Bijou, I'm... David..." I was definately expecting to be laughed at at this point. Who would actually believe that other than the three Mini-Powerpuffs behind me.

    Meanwhile, watching the group from atop a nearby building...
    "Things have now gotten... interesting." A boy with red eyes said to himself cooly as he brushed his brown hair off of his eyes with his left hand. In his right hand, he posessed a large, black, scythe that was shaped similar to a batwing. "While I may not have to deal with them directly in order to locate her... They could get in my way if things take a turn for the worst."

    OOC: My villain character, Dash.
     
    I blinked raising an eyebrow at the girl, then I narrowed my eyes a moment, thinking about everything I knew, and it clicked. That WAS how david would act in this situation!"No way!" I said, a smile breaking the scary image most people saw in me. "David? That's really you? Talk about an improvement!" I said, leaping forward and gently hugging him- Err, Her. sure, it was different, but he certainly did look cuter that way...

    That's when I twitched, hearing a voice from the pathway. Apparently my hearing was better too, but not by that much. A reporter stood facing away from us, at the camera set up on the pavement. "Despite the expected defeat of Mojo, this event only raises more questions. Who are these girls impersonating the Powerpuff Z, what do they want, and why haven't the true Powerpuff Z tried to stop them?" I started gritting my teeth, un-aware that by now my hug had turned into a near strangle-hold on poor David...
     
    "Improvement? You think this is better?" I muttered as I sweatdropped, and was soon trapped in a hug by my friend. I heard the reported talking soon after, but was unable to do anything due to having my entire body crushed by an irritated Bijou. "Can't... breathe... Let go...!" Eventually, I squirmed free, and noticed Momoko sweatdropping as well as she flew over to my ear and began whispering something to me. I nodded in response, and began walking towards the reporter. I was so going to hit myself after this...

    "How could you say that I'm impersonating Blossom, when I am Blossom?" I cried, making it look like I was about to cry. "Buttercup and Bubbles are in Kyoto on vacation, so we needed these two to help poor little me watch over Tokyo City! How could you say something so cruel Mr. Reporter?" I looked nearly ready to cry now. I had an instant mood flip, however, as I suddenly smiled brightly. "And also, unless you want me to have the mayor fire you, you'll inform everyone over the news about what I just said, okay?" I then flipped my hair, and walked back towards the group. Utterly disgusted with myself.
     
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