The Name People Should Call You: (*shrugs*) Lily's fine.
SuperHero’s Name and Alias: Liliana, the Groovalicious Princess of Rhythm! (*flashes what looks like a peace sign but is actually a Sailor V ripoff-reflex*). Which is ironic, considering that the fact that I have no rhythm has been confirmed by several independent sources. Hmm. Anyway. Lily Lloyd, the rest of the time.
Theme Song: You mean like that spiffy music that plays when I show up someplace? (*grins widely and pushes a button on what looks like a pointier, more expensive version of a Talkboy pen, causing a midi to play*) It's actually the Sailor Starlights transformation music, but, well, I've had trouble thinking up a song that'll make a good entrance.
Motto: I laugh in the face of evil! ....And then I try to hit on it. (*a spoon comes flying seemingly out of nowhere, smacking her in the back of the head*) Ow! (*rubs at the spot, annoyed*)
Battle Cry: (*gets a wild look in her eyes*) VIVA LA RESISTANCE!
Weapon: (*is deep in thought*) Hmm...that in mind, maybe I should have named the CJB "La Resistance", instead.... (*blinks*) Oh, we've moved on? Sorry. There's the Kazoo of Unusual Tones, and.... (*takes a long pause, before dramatically whipping out the same pen from before, which looks much more threatening now that she's twirling it like a pistol*) The Almighty Pen Of Death. (*resheaths it, grinning*) I could tell you where I learned that little trick, but, well, I'd have to kill you. In all sincerity.
Location of HQ: The CJB's base is located in the secret subterranean level of the Manhattan Mall -- (*looks cross at an anticipated interruption*) No, we're *not* in the middle of a subway station, thankyouverymuch..
Mascot: Adam, the Lucky Brightass Crack Turtle. He was a gift. (*pats the Beanie affectionately, looking for all intents and purposes like she may not realize it's a stuffed animal*)
Color(s): I specialize in many different shades of dark red, some too similar to be separated by the human eye. (*waves hands around*) Ooooooh... (*clears throat*) But, yeah, there's some black and silver and gray for variety. Or as much variety as one can really get out of black and silver and gray.
SuperTeam Name, if any: (*draws self up proudly*) The Canadian Justice Bureau! (*mutters, almost under breath*) And *not* La Resistance. (*coughs*) I started it. Feel free to debate whether this was a good or bad move on my part.
Super Partner(s): Winterstrike. I like to think that I'm the brains and she's the brawn. Course, I'd never *tell* her this, because she'd kick my ass.
Sidekick: (*gestures over her shoulder with her thumb*) Da KUB back there. (*another spoon comes flying over the back of the couch -- this one missing as Lily moves her head at the last second -- as Kitchen Utensil Boy yells, "I'm a SuperPartner, dammit!"*) Don't listen to him if he tries to tell you otherwise.
SuperSignificantOther: Er.... (*rubs at the back of her neck, turning slightly red*) That is...
(*KUB finally appears in the flesh, popping up so suddenly (thrown kitchenware non-withstanding) that Lily yelps and falls off the couch.*) "Me. She's just not gonna admit to it."
(*Lily glares, climbing back up onto the cushions*) I don't remember ever making that official.
(*CJ rolls his eyes, dangling a set of keys*) "I'm taking the Taxi."
Fine. (*sulks for a half-minute, before contorting and hanging over the back of the couch, yelling after him*) Hey, wait, where are you going?
(*far-off*) "Out!" (*the door to the Garage slams*)
(*fuming*) "Out", he says, just like that, no planning, no consideration for *me*.... (*looks up at you sharply*) What? I don't *have* an SSO! Move on already!
SuperOutfits:
Powers: existing outside of Logic, which anyone who knew me before I became a SuperHeroine would probably tell you I was already doing anyway. As for stuff I *gained*, I can manipulate time, and, well, I can run in those boots. (*snickers*) But most important is... (*pats the Pen of Death fondly*) the almighty power of Deus Ex Machina. (*pause*) Er, if I could figure out how to use it.
Source of Powers: Coke -- that would be the soft drink, not the illegal drug, mind you -- writing implements, and Sailormoon fansubs.
Weakness: DayQuil. (*shudders*) It's not of God, I tell you. And to a lesser extent, NyQuil. And I have this...phobia of bugs. (*looks around nervously*) Hey, you're not renting this info out, right?
Mode of Transportation: the Crystal Taxi. Which I'd show you, if CJ hadn't taken off with it. (*shrugs apologetically*) Well, I'm sure you can picture it, it's a taxi made out of crystal. Bet you couldn't have guessed that, huh? And it runs on sugar. Which makes for the occasional bonus when an unsuspecting villain tries to put sugar in the gas tank.
Nemesis: Oh, I've got *tons*, it seems. It must be my charming personality that draws them. (*sighs*) Mainly, I fight the Nerd King and Stumpy the Evil Law Guy, but my ultimate enemy is the United Confederation of Wrongness as a whole.
Likes: chocolate! (*suddenly pounces you*) Do you have chocolate? Gimme some! Huh, huh, huh? (*eyes clear, and she looks embarrassed*) Oh, sorry about that. (*sits back down, patting her hair innocently*) Let's see, what else. Fanfic, theater, cheap anime, movies, guys (*pointedly gives the finger to the direction KUB left in*), the city, and getting to be my twisted self for fun and profit.
Dislikes: cleaning, sleeping nocturnally, bad dubbing (which causes conflicts with the "cheap anime" thing), peas, most seafood, vanilla, mindless authority...well, I can go on, though.
Bad Habits: Laziness. LOTS of laziness. That and messiness, incoherence, and drifting off randomly when someone's trying to talk to me. (*grins wryly*) I'm sure anyone else on the team can offer you some more...
SuperPets: Just one, Arty the Wise. I borrowed him from another SuperHeroine, kinda. And hey, I'll give him back any day now, really! (*smiles innocently*)
