The New and Improved.

Karai's outfit & dorm w w w .polyvore(DOT)com/ karais_outfits_shiz/ collection? id=4172042

Scarlet sat quietly in the living room, one eye was red, the other green, but eventually, they were both red. Insano walked around, it had been a while since she had killed, and, things were starting to get difficult. Scarlet was proud of her, not killing anyone in a long time, but she couldn't handle it, so she ran out of the mansion, she was barefoot, and dressed in some pajama pants and a tank top. "Sorry Scar." She says, after that, things went downhill, fast.

Karai was sitting on a metal statue in the middle of Time's Square. She was bored, bored, and utterly bored. Her sadistic urges had taken over, and she was currently pelting skittles at random bypassers. Well, not really skittles, just small circles she had made of metal.
"Eat metal!" She shouted with a grin.

"Let's go kill something." Jason said, and right as he did, Chris went yelling down the hall.

"Ooh, let's kill that guy." Roswell said pulling out his sword.

"On it." Jason said, and snapped his fingers. His black deadpool suit was now on him, and a pie sat in his right hand. "Dammit writers, this was supposed to be a cake." He yelled, then sneaked outside into the hallway.

Roswell was already in his Deadpool suit and followed his brother out. "Be vewy, vewy, qwuiet. We're hunting dumbasses..."

"It's shithead sweason." Jason said, tip toeing cartoon style, with long strides and high knees. He walked up behind Chris, and slid between his legs, looking up at him, with his hand supporting his head, with his elbow on the ground. "Ey baby how about you spread them legs." He said, and then shoved the pie into his lower region, as hard as he could. But wait, what was that? A brick inside the pie?

Roswell opened Christians mouth. "Ah huh, I see the problem. You've got a major sore throat." He pulled out a giant wooden mallet. "I can fix that! I subscribe 800 CCS of hammer!" Roswell said whacking him over the head.

Karai had gotten back to the mansion, and was casually walking down the hall when she spotted two guys in spandex suits...beating someone.
"That's a sight.." She murmured, until she recognized the person. She formed her metal into a knife, carefully concealing it in her sleeve.
"Oi, ballerinas, go back to dance class." She hissed, knowing she couldn't beat them, so using her words instead of violence.

"One second hun." Jason said, as he pulled out his pistol and shot Christian in the head, blowing it clean off, and all over Karai.

Roswell slid a finger over Karai's face taking away the bits of flesh blood and bone. He put the finger into his mouth. "Tastes like rage and overwhelming depression!"

Karai bared her teeth, her eyes seemingly glazed over.
"You did not just fucking kill him.." The metal from her wrist combined with some of the metal in the tile, forming a large circle around Karai.

"No, but seniorita pistolia did. And she takes offense to your sexist ways." Jason said, tasting the gunk for himself. "needs more salt." He said, and then sprinkled salt, which came out of thin air, on top of Karai's head.

"Well, there he is. Dead. And here we are. Holding his murder weapons and tasting his meatflesh." Roswell said the mask revealing the impression of a smirk.

Karai mocked the smirk, wiping everything off of her face.
"Until I scream so loud, the whole fucking mansion hears, and comes to this location." Her eyes held a fiery rage, yet her voice and expression were surprisingly calm.

"Psst. Ros. We can keep his car!" Jason yelled, and sprinted out of the mansion.

Roswell pulled out a flamethrower and burned the body to nothing but ash. "Taken care of." Roswell said running after his brother. "Let's paint it black and white with red all over!"

"And maybe put a giant vaginal cavity on the hood." Jason said as he hopped into the car.

Karai stood above the ashes, her face emotionless but her eyes wide. She pulled her beanie tightly over her head, as well as the hood of her leather jacket, but a few tears still dropped to the ground despite her efforts. She disappeared into her dorm room.

Roswell jumped into the car as well. "Wanna go rob a doughnut shop?" He asked. "With X-Men belt buckles?" He said pulling out two pairs of stolen X belt buckles,

"FUCK YEAH!" Jason yelled, and started blasting ACDC as he sped down the road.

Artemis eventually found Alex, stopping near instantly. Adjusting and dusting off his jacket as he cleared his throat. Running his hand through his already-styled hair, he immediately went to his phone. Inspecting himself, he growled at the subpar results, quickly beginning to fix his hair, whimpering at the sight of his faint freckles.

"Stunning." Alex said, walking up. He wore a black X-Men cardigan, with white stripes above the elbows, and the red and black X-Men symbol on the right breast, and back. Tan slightly tight jeans, and red converse.

"Going out as friends. Remember?" Artemis said, as a reminder to both of them, his cheeks a light shade of pink. Quickly tucking his phone into his left jean pocket, he then looked up to Alex. "Ready to go, then?"