Over the beach, late Wednesday night

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Not really tired yet, Johnny had a good bit of energy stored from his sleeping all day yesterday. Taking himself to the beach, he shot up towards the stars, flaming brightly. He enjoyed doing it at night; the flaming tail he left was so cool to look at it and often times did he write things in the sky. Flying as fast as he did afforded him the privilege of viewing his artistic ability. What? It was art! Come on!

Currently he was spelling The Human Torch. Then after consideration, he crossed out The Human. He was Torch!

(Johnny's flying, but the beach is open)

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Fire in the sky

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St. John had been busying himself all day with the task of preparing project "Belated Birthday Badger" that he had hardly left the confines of his room. Finally, after realizing how much time he spent cooped up in the same place without any actual pyromania--building a bomb for someone else didn't count--commencing, John decided some fresh air would be good.

Fresh air, some kero, and a match or two would be fine also.

He chose the beach, as less people were to be bothered this time at night, and there was plenty of water for dousing things. Though, just as he began to unscrew the cap of his mini gas can, Pyro caught sight of a great stream of fire.

Fire that apparently could spell...and change its mind.

"RIPPER!" he capslocked shouted with excitement, abandoning his previous thoughts of bonfires as he watched the firey person whoosh about.

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OOC: Curse my stupidity! I struck out the whole sentence, damnitall!