Thread: Don't Jinx Me! (ClearSight x Javorcek)

Hahaha, burn, burn! Jinx laughed maniacally as she crouched over a rat in the alleyway, magnifying glass in her hand, positioned over the creature in an attempt to use the power of the sun to create one of her favorite things, fire. It wasnt a well thought out plan, and it wasnt going to work no matter how long she waited, but even knowing that she still put on a pout as no signs of smoke rose into the air. Boooooo she whined, narrowing her eyes in concentration as she willed it to happen, spontaneous combustion or some freak accident the top of her list of hopes. Alas, nothing. It didnt matter, it wasnt the main point of her day, only a tiny distraction as she waited for her latest game of cat and mouse to begin, the rat her practice run for her role of cat in a sense. Yep, she had a plan, another of her dastardly plots to throw Piltover into chaos. BOOM! A loud explosion shook the city, Jinx looking up from her hidden position in the dark alley and grinning as wide as she could. That explosion was precisely Vis favorite donut shop, closed of course because as psychotic as Jinx could be at times she had yet to cross that particular line She knew well enough that her reign of good times could only continue as long as she didnt do a select few things. Besides, the rift had soured her towards a great deal of things, and revealed the lack of joy that came with killing And the pain of death. Jinx shivered, her grin turning to a snarl as she thought about it, thought about the fucked up little game they were being used in, like fucking puppets. The only thing was Losing meant more dying, Jinx shook her head rapidly, as if emptying her head of such useless thoughts, focusing back to the matter at hand. Heh, time to go. She chuckled, eyes shining brightly as she watched the smoke rise into the nights sky. Burn Burn Hahahah She muttered to herself as she dashed out of the alley and grabbed a can of spray paint, turning to the wall and doing a quick rendition of Vis Head and put, Dear Fat Hands, you have been gaining some weight, I took it upon myself to eliminate your biggest temptation. Jinx and then, in an even more grand a fashion, while everyone around her took off in horror after realizing who she was, she set up a little stationary cannon. She aimed it into the air, loaded it with a special little rocket, and shot it into the air directly above herself, just to give away her position. Jinx didnt run though, for two reasons. One, running before Vi arrived was boring, boooooring. Two, she had to see her work in action! Boom! Another loud sound as the rocket exploded, lighting up the nights sky with color and a peculiar image, the firework like blast imprinting Jinxs face in the sky, a clear provocation, It was me!. Jinx clapped her hands together and swooned, it was brilliant, and it wouldnt be long before Vi arrived, she always came as quick as she could when Jinx was involved. Not that they had similar motives Jinx had been rather obsessed with Vi since she was 12, enamored with the criminal side of Vi that had shined with such charisma Even now her brand of crime was pointed towards Vi, though it was more out of disappointment that Miss Fat Hands had sold out. That wasnt the point though, the point was, Vi didnt even remember who the hell she was, or seem to. The annoying kid from back then, the one she had turned down, it was Jinx! She had grown taller, gained a few tattoos, and her skill with everything weapon had grown substantially And maybe she had given in to her manic side a bit more, but she was still irritated about not being recognized. As she waited Jinx contemplated a few things, spinning her ingenious little pistol in her hand, the electric based weapon able to slow anyone it hit, if it hit. The damn thing was kind of obvious, a pink little line showing up as she charged it, fucking ion bullshit, she needed to fix that. Oh well, it was still a fun toy! Jinx started to pout though, where was Vi? Hurry hurry. Im booooored Vi. She whined, tilting her head back and sighing with an exaggerated huff following suit.