You are Inferno, the stylish bad-ass, who barely lifts a finger when it comes to saving the world. You never leave without any make-up, and you have the most flattering spandex suit you could ask for. But don’t get confused, you are most definitely not the Mary-Sue people describe you as. You have to run around in heels all day, you constantly curse when things don’t go your way, and you are easily frustrated, especially by small children. You have a weakness for being soaking wet, hot guys, puppies and the elderly, and are ready to kill whenever someone makes a fire pun. You have a bat habit of walking away from things when they bore you. You get really pissed of when someone asks you to light a cigarette for them (“WHAT THE HELL DO I LOOK LIKE, A BOX OF MATCHES?”). And usually give smart alecky remarks to almost all plea’s for help. You straighten your hair every morning, and make sure you look fine with loads of hair-spray before you even respond to the cries of citizens. But other then making sure you look good, you are actually very good at saving people. You have a hard time trying not to set fire to everything, but eventually things turn your way. At least that’s how you manipulate them in the perfect world that is your mind. 
I bet this isn’t at all how I was supposed to do this.
/copycat

  • You are Inferno, the stylish bad-ass, who barely lifts a finger when it comes to saving the world. You never leave without any make-up, and you have the most flattering spandex suit you could ask for. But don’t get confused, you are most definitely not the Mary-Sue people describe you as. You have to run around in heels all day, you constantly curse when things don’t go your way, and you are easily frustrated, especially by small children. You have a weakness for being soaking wet, hot guys, puppies and the elderly, and are ready to kill whenever someone makes a fire pun. You have a bat habit of walking away from things when they bore you. You get really pissed of when someone asks you to light a cigarette for them (“WHAT THE HELL DO I LOOK LIKE, A BOX OF MATCHES?”). And usually give smart alecky remarks to almost all plea’s for help. You straighten your hair every morning, and make sure you look fine with loads of hair-spray before you even respond to the cries of citizens. But other then making sure you look good, you are actually very good at saving people. You have a hard time trying not to set fire to everything, but eventually things turn your way. At least that’s how you manipulate them in the perfect world that is your mind. 
  • I bet this isn’t at all how I was supposed to do this.
  • /copycat


raliface:

Ashleigh: be the Blundering Sidekick
    You are now PAWNCH.  Your Moral affiliation is good though you are currently lacking a superhero to tag along with. You use knowledge of all kinds, especially trivia/useless facts, to distract your enemies whilst you punch them in the face.  You are rather shy when you first meet others, but become boisterous and huggy when the acquaintance gets closer to friendship.
     You often wear baggy sweaters and t-shirts both for comfort and to hide your punch gloves when you aren’t fighting.  This last thing is due to your embarrassment that you accidentally made one of your gloves with only four fingers.  You would have made another but you had an inadequate amount of material and your supplier mysteriously disappeared.
     Your weaknesses are your strange fear of “accidentally” being poisoned by cleaning products, knifes, and you are easily distracted by adorable small children.

raliface:

Ashleigh: be the Blundering Sidekick

    You are now PAWNCH.  Your Moral affiliation is good though you are currently lacking a superhero to tag along with. You use knowledge of all kinds, especially trivia/useless facts, to distract your enemies whilst you punch them in the face.  You are rather shy when you first meet others, but become boisterous and huggy when the acquaintance gets closer to friendship.

     You often wear baggy sweaters and t-shirts both for comfort and to hide your punch gloves when you aren’t fighting.  This last thing is due to your embarrassment that you accidentally made one of your gloves with only four fingers.  You would have made another but you had an inadequate amount of material and your supplier mysteriously disappeared.

     Your weaknesses are your strange fear of “accidentally” being poisoned by cleaning products, knifes, and you are easily distracted by adorable small children.

(Source: railfacee)


brokenheartedfestivities asked: Hi! I have left you a message to your email account about saving a spot for the super self thing but I just wanted to let you know here as well (because checking my email isn't the first thing I do BUT I check my tumblr often and I'm thinking this is the quickest way to let you know that I've sent something!) THANKS AGAIN AND THIS IS AWESOME! <3

Yes, of course!! Thank you for taking the time to write this and an e-mail, and know that I understand that this is finals-time and it’s sort of a crunch… So worry not! A spot shall be saved for you, my friend, for when you’re ready!!! <3


technoskates:

Superself Finally

technoskates:

Superself Finally


&gt; Zombie: Enter bandwagonCongratulations! You are now  Wordplay, a snarky quasi-hero with bizarre superpowers and an outfit  that is admittedly not terrible convenient for adventuring. You  have the power to bring the things you write to life—you could, for  instance, write about a pair of rocket boots and obtain them. However,  it is not nearly that simple! Due to the fact that that would be  ridiculously overpowered, the universe has imposed restrictions on you.  Your handwriting must be as neat and legible as possible, and everything  you write must be described as accurately as you can. In addition, if  you try to make up an invention (such as a car or a pair of rocket  boots), you need to explain how it will work. It does not have to be  scientifically accurate, just logical. As a final rule, everything must  come from your own head. Nobody can write something for you. That would  be plagiarism and it is wrong. There are other rules, but those are the  simplest ones. The more you bend them, the more wonky the translation  from written word to physical reality becomes, and the less likely it is  that whatever it is you conjure up will work properly.You  are not particularly heroic, and tend to gravitate between “hero” and  “villain”— whichever role will serve your needs better. Due to the fact  that your power requires concentration, caution and lots of time, it can  be pretty hard to play with to its fullest extent in combat, so you  tend to avoid spontaneous confrontation, or, really, any confrontation  at all. Suffice to say, you are not one to fight crime.You put  on a facade of arrogance and confidence, but you’re a pretty  self-loathing person and have an inferiority complex the size of Alaska.  You tend to overanalyze everything anyone says or does to you and then stick to your misguided analyses as the irrevocable truth. You are very sarcastic, think puns are hilarious, and are often overly verbose. Your strengths include your creativity and valiant attempts at humor. Your weaknesses include people who think they can write very well even though they cannot, the sun, and cinnamon flavored jelly beans.
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(Sorry about the lateness/general badness. I can draw better than this, I swear, but I had to do it in a rush since I&#8217;m going to be busy all week and today was the only day I had to do this! I&#8217;m going to replace this photo, when I get the chance, with something that doesn&#8217;t suck/actually shows off the power I ended up going with. I decided not to go with the hero/villain set because  that was twice the amount of work, but I still like the idea so maybe I&#8217;ll split in two somewhere down the line, anyway!
Also, SORRY ABOUT THE RIDICULOUS LENGTH. I got carried away, as is common.)

> Zombie: Enter bandwagon

Congratulations! You are now Wordplay, a snarky quasi-hero with bizarre superpowers and an outfit that is admittedly not terrible convenient for adventuring.

You have the power to bring the things you write to life—you could, for instance, write about a pair of rocket boots and obtain them. However, it is not nearly that simple! Due to the fact that that would be ridiculously overpowered, the universe has imposed restrictions on you. Your handwriting must be as neat and legible as possible, and everything you write must be described as accurately as you can. In addition, if you try to make up an invention (such as a car or a pair of rocket boots), you need to explain how it will work. It does not have to be scientifically accurate, just logical. As a final rule, everything must come from your own head. Nobody can write something for you. That would be plagiarism and it is wrong. There are other rules, but those are the simplest ones. The more you bend them, the more wonky the translation from written word to physical reality becomes, and the less likely it is that whatever it is you conjure up will work properly.


You are not particularly heroic, and tend to gravitate between “hero” and “villain”— whichever role will serve your needs better. Due to the fact that your power requires concentration, caution and lots of time, it can be pretty hard to play with to its fullest extent in combat, so you tend to avoid spontaneous confrontation, or, really, any confrontation at all. Suffice to say, you are not one to fight crime.

You put on a facade of arrogance and confidence, but you’re a pretty self-loathing person and have an inferiority complex the size of Alaska. You tend to overanalyze everything anyone says or does to you and then stick to your misguided analyses as the irrevocable truth. You are very sarcastic, think puns are hilarious, and are often overly verbose. Your strengths include your creativity and valiant attempts at humor. Your weaknesses include people who think they can write very well even though they cannot, the sun, and cinnamon flavored jelly beans.

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(Sorry about the lateness/general badness. I can draw better than this, I swear, but I had to do it in a rush since I’m going to be busy all week and today was the only day I had to do this! I’m going to replace this photo, when I get the chance, with something that doesn’t suck/actually shows off the power I ended up going with. I decided not to go with the hero/villain set because that was twice the amount of work, but I still like the idea so maybe I’ll split in two somewhere down the line, anyway!

Also, SORRY ABOUT THE RIDICULOUS LENGTH. I got carried away, as is common.)


Superselves!!!

Okay, so we’re just about ready to get this thing going. First things first, though, we need some Admins. Preferably it’ll be better if I’ve talked to you before and you have MSN so the admins can have group chats to discuss any sort of issue that might be going on within the group, or get ideas for events and stuff.

Pretty much what you’ll do when an admin is accept new Superselves recruits, answer messages, uphold the laws ((which is pretty much just be nice to everyone else, guys)) and deal with any other sort of issues that may go on. Also, you’ll be responsible to help come up with new events and fun group games for everyone! Of course, even if you’re not an admin and have an idea for an event or anything you can suggest it in the message box, too.

If you’re interested drop me a line in my e-mail: paperclipclub@hotmail.com


outerspacecake asked: Hey Cat, could you save me a space? I'm working on my design right now but I haven't been able to get much drawing done lately so I'm gonna be submitting a little late I guess. :c

Yes, not a problem!!! If anyone is having time issues, just leave me a message here, e-mail me or IM me at Paperclipclub@hotmail.com, and I can save you a spot.


railfacee asked: Hey I forgot to add Pawnch's weaknesses, should I just edit the original post?

Yes! You can just edit the original post, and submit it, or I can just reblog the new one.


Micha: Become the magical girl hero!
“Get me a fucking lemonade and –- Oh, I want that dress!”
You&#8217;re ~Magical Girl Micha~! You don&#8217;t have a fancy title, rather, it&#8217;s fairly unimaginative. You just wanted to dress up in a silly KAWAII DESU outfit because you love fashion too much, hence why your closet is full and your wallet is empty FOREVER. You love things that are FEMININE and PRETTY, but you also like ridiculous OVER-THE-TOP GORE and &#8220;HARDCORE&#8221; SHIT. Your favorite colors are PALE PINK and  SEAFOAM, and you spend far too much time FIXING YOUR HAIR in the morning and READING BOTANY TEXTBOOKS.
Since you are a FUCKING PRO, you use a GIANT SWORD MADE OF CRYSTALS that GLOWS WITH THE POWER OF RIGHTEOUSNESS to destroy your enemies. However, you have scrawny arms and next to no muscle, so you can barely lift the thing. You only gain the strength to use your sword like a true hero when defending your MAGICAL GIRL WAIFUS.
Your strengths are SCIENCE (since you&#8217;re a biology major), FASHION, and ACTING LIKE A TOTAL GOOFBALL. Your weaknesses are RAIN, WIND, and ANYTHING THAT RUINS YOUR HAIR.

Micha: Become the magical girl hero!

“Get me a fucking lemonade and –- Oh, I want that dress!”

You’re ~Magical Girl Micha~! You don’t have a fancy title, rather, it’s fairly unimaginative. You just wanted to dress up in a silly KAWAII DESU outfit because you love fashion too much, hence why your closet is full and your wallet is empty FOREVER. You love things that are FEMININE and PRETTY, but you also like ridiculous OVER-THE-TOP GORE and “HARDCORE” SHIT. Your favorite colors are PALE PINK and SEAFOAM, and you spend far too much time FIXING YOUR HAIR in the morning and READING BOTANY TEXTBOOKS.

Since you are a FUCKING PRO, you use a GIANT SWORD MADE OF CRYSTALS that GLOWS WITH THE POWER OF RIGHTEOUSNESS to destroy your enemies. However, you have scrawny arms and next to no muscle, so you can barely lift the thing. You only gain the strength to use your sword like a true hero when defending your MAGICAL GIRL WAIFUS.

Your strengths are SCIENCE (since you’re a biology major), FASHION, and ACTING LIKE A TOTAL GOOFBALL. Your weaknesses are RAIN, WIND, and ANYTHING THAT RUINS YOUR HAIR.


Angry Fairy Magical Girl madadric

madadric: Steal the schoolgirl’s magic stick.

You stole it. Now you’re dressed in a frilly dress and have a surly, talking chainsmoking badger following you around telling you to defeat the ‘Night Fey’ or some nonsense. He doesn’t really seem all that into it so you just beat up the weird monsters that keep attacking you and generally get into fights.

Badger Keeps saying you should use the fey wand for more than beating foes over the head, but your methods seem to be working admirably, so fuck him. He also says you shouldn’t stay in your magical girl form for too long, but you don’t want to change back. There are too many things to bash on the head and you think the colors suit you.

You haven’t slept in a long time though, and the dress is getting a but tattered and bloodstained. You’re not sure if your decision making abilities are impaired, but you don’t really care. You don’t care why the Night Fey want the magical stick, you don’t really care who the Urban Fey are, and you really only care about these other super people since they give you things to do that don’t involve stopping and thinking.

That trash can is looking at you funny. You think you might need to go over there and teach it a lesson.

my application for catbluhblog’s superselves group! Angry Fairy Magical Girl madadric fits into uhh… magical girls or inbetweeners?