Rocket Case
Their were three rules in the social status of Ultimate Tag BS.
1. Every person was in a clique, and how you ran, and how fast you won depended on it.
2. Everyone always went by their tag name.
3. None of these rules applied to Lorena.
Rocket knew and understood these rules, but she also believed in her own rules.
1. Don’t let some Man out run you.
2. The flow and Lorena were basically god and untouchable
3. Be as flashy as physically possible.
She wandered the halls of the school, a Loner, besides her one friend Geek, and Lorena if she was lucky enough to run into her.
For some reason people didn’t like her, but they couldn’t deny she was a badass. Especially when taking down some chauvinist man.
But she didn’t let what people thought bother her. She was strong like that.
Strong in the mind.
Some people, like Iron Giantess,
* Iron giantess - Bully, minus the taunts and cruel attitude. She was tough, intimidating, and could make the fastest people cower in her presence. She would be fit the classic ‘Bully’ trope if it wasn’t for Lorena. Who rocket could swear was more to her then just some pet she protected.
were strong physically. Rocket prided herself in being strong in her brain.
She guess Geek did too?
* Geek - Geek.
Geek was her best friend, able to make her laugh, lift her spirits, and honestly keep her Loner soul company.
But what people didn’t know,
Stuff only Rocket had the privilege of knowing, was that most of his geek persona was an act.
His voice wasn’t really that nasally, and he didn’t talk super factual as well. He was incredibly strong, but just never given the chance to show it, all because the producers wanted him to fit in the role of a Geek.
Because of this, Geek really felt hurt when other taggers would tease them, Because if he was just given a chance, he could show them he was one of them. And that’s what really impacted him.
Rocket hated how upset he got, knowing what a great friend he truly was.
So she told him that He was her personal Jock. But ten times smarter. That he solved the calculations required for her to launch. And that he was making a new definition to the word Geek.
And this got him to smile. Which in turn made rocket smile.
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She bid farewell to her friend, deciding to go and run some sprints in the gym, She wasn’t known as the fastest free runner for a reason.
Waking down the hallway, she mentally went over the notes and biography’s she assigned to each tagger, did she mention she was observant? Being a loner did that.
Firstly she spotted Big Deal by his locker, checking himself out in the mirror.
* Big Deal - Jock. Semi chauvinist, obsessed with his looks, usually hangs out with Beach Boy, Viking, Caveman.
“Hey Rocket case! Tell Houston I said hi!” He smirked confidently.
Rocket just rolled her eyes and did some intricate gymnastics move near him that may or may not have cracked the mirror on his locker,
then did what she did best and blasted OFF. His cries of anger far behind.
She couldn’t help but laugh to herself once she was in safe distance, Big deal always thought he was so smart, even coming up with her second residential nickname ‘Rocket Case’. It apparently was supposed to be some spin off of Basket Case? Cause she was a loner most of the time?
It made no sense but it caught on anyways. Not that she cared.
“Hello little girl? Why don’t you come play with me?”
Oh lord, that melodic but edgy echo meant Banshee was nearby and ready to pounce.
* Banshee - The resident psychopath. Every school has one, that one person in the corner who slowly lights a voodoo doll on fire while smiling and has creepy facial tics? Yeah. This is her. Rumor has it that the banshee persona is an act, that she’s actually nice, but Rocket wasn’t taking that chance.
Producers honestly didn’t tweak much of a person for their persona, Geek was probably the most changed. Which is why people thought his awkwardness was natural.
But then again, Banshee tended to beg for peoples souls during lunch so their was no room for exploring.
Rocket braced herself, staring to walk a bit faster, but knowing Banshee was somewhere close. As her shrill laughter bounced off the hallways.
She felt someone tug at a lock of her blonde hair and BOLTED. Running as fast as her legs could carry her. Which honestly was extremely fast.
Gosh, couldn’t she just get to the gym without having a near death experience? Was that to much to ask for?
Come on Houston, your supposed to help! Not obliterate!