<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong>Cherry Twist</strong></span><br/><br/><div class="floatright">(http://www.hairstyles123.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/11/Ghetto-Red-Hairstyle.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Daniela “Dani” Danger (legally changed from Daniela Duffy)<br/><strong>Hero Name:</strong>Cherry Twist<br/><strong>Mentor's Name:</strong>Whisky Punch<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Cherry narrowed her eyes against the wind, her sunglasses stylish but less effective than her goggles. She had considered this before leaping into the fray and had decided that it was more important that she look good while putting a dent in Thunderfang’s ass. As the chase came to a sudden halt, she reached out towards the trunk of a cypress tree.<br/><br/>She tucked and rolled, dropping from above like an accomplished skydiver. With no parachute, she hit the ground like a 120 lbs dead body. Unlike a corpse, she bounced back to her feet and skidded audibly, her spurs shooting sparks across the cobblestone path around the park duck pond. Her boots were smoking as she finally came to a full halt, her arm quivering from the tension. A block away, she had maintained her death grip on the cypress tree. She had a clear shot for a moment while Joy distracted the henchmen, but Cherry had to hold it for a few more seconds. It was her favorite part of the song...<br/><br/>As she took a moment, she could see Thunderfang trying to put the moves on Echo. Now, Dani was a liberal minded girl and was something of a switch hitter herself. But seeing that furry bitch chatting up... pretty much anyone made her remember in graphic detail the magazine centerfold with two scandalously small black boxes censoring her old Mentor on top of Thunderfang.<br/><br/>Her poker face was glacial as she released her grip in the distance. Open palm, her hand literally whistled through the air. It provided no real warning however, her jealous fury sprinkling an extra dash of pepper onto the blow.<strong>(Resolve +2 Successes)</strong><br/><br/>The slap landed with unerring accuracy, her gloves fingers tracing a line through the dirt right before she yanked back on the blow. Her arm jerked back with a whip-crack like a gunshot, the palm of her hand whistling between Thunderfang’s legs before landing open palm right against her joy department.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Plasticity Attack 9d 7 Successes +2 Successes from 1 point Resolve = 9 Successes</div><div class="spoiler_body"> Summary: At 2019-06-18 09:22:44, Brittlby (uid: 870) rolls: 9d6k9 Result: 29 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=137424)<br/><br/>Full Result: Brittlby rolled: 9d6, keeping 9 dice<br/>Comment: <br/>Result: 3, 6, 2, 2, 4, 1, 6, 4, 1<br/><br/>Summary: At 2019-06-18 09:23:21, Brittlby (uid: 870) rolls: 2d6k2 Result: 5 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=137426)<br/><br/>Full Result: Brittlby rolled: 2d6, keeping 2 dice<br/>Comment: <br/>Result: 1, 4 </div></div><br/><br/>Dani’s hand reeled itself back, gripping her own forearm for a moment as she spun it like a lariat playfully. Now her expression was anything BUT hard to read as she hooted playfully, “Have I secured your attention, you twat tossin’ harlot?”<br/><br/>“Twat-poppin” was NOT considered heroic so she had been told and thusly, she chose to try to soften the blow (from a public relations stand point) by doing the “good guy giving the villain one last chance to surrender peaceful like” talk. She was rooting for Thunderfang not to accept. Cherry reeled her hand back in all the way and rested a single finger under the brim of her hat, “It has been explained at length to me that I may not slap in the cunt every four-flushing whore what might improve their character from the slapping, but for those I might not, I will slap yours twice, shortie! You and I both know you’re all hat and no cattle, so if you give up now... I’ll get you some ice to put on your wounded feline!”<br/>