#dr dread

Orange: Just as Alana passed in front of the monster again, it charged forward and snapped through the vines, barreling towards her. Ken dove to push her out of the way, turning to face the monster. But before anyone else could do anything, an orange arrow shot between them and the monster, causing it to rear back and face the new adversary. There was a--a boy?--standing a few feet back, wearing a long hooded cloak and a white mask. Underneath the cloak he wore black pants and a black shirt, with red Converse. In his hands was a bow, seemingly made of a spectral glowing orange energy. With a gesture of his hand, another orange arrow appeared in his hands, and he notched it into the bow and took aim, standing eerily still even as the stampeding beast rocked the earth below his feet. A split second later, and the monster was dead, green blood oozing out of a new wound right between its eyes. It and the arrow began to disappear, and the masked figure turned to leave without a word. “Wait! Who are you?” Ken asked, running to catch up with the boy. Just before he could lay a hand on his shoulder, however, the cloaked figure vanished with a flash of orange.

Yellow:  The tornado was approaching. Locked in a cage with it, the thing seemed almost... sentient. He could almost imagine yellow eyes glaring down at him, a gaping mouth ready to swallow him up.

Green: With a roar, Alana suddenly became a giant green dragon, a pink gem emblazoned onto her forehead. Her claws alone were taller than... than she ever was as a human. Her serpentine tail flicked behind her angrily as she stalked forward.

Blue: One of the most noticeable, and eye-burning features about the creature was its blue skin and orange splotches, not to mention the orange mouth, spikes, and eyes. It looked like the Florida Gators decided their mascot wasn’t cool enough and barfed their school colors all over the poor creature before tossing it into a vat of nuclear waste so it could be mutated into… this thing. It wasn’t a very pleasant sight to set your eyes on. Geez, Puppeteer, if you’re going to make a monster, at least have the audacity to make it look appealing.

(Alternatively)

“You there!” an all-too-familiar voice shouted. He turned to see an older man, wearing a white labcoat with a blue logo emblazoned on the pocket, blood spattering the arms and chest. A chainsaw appeared in his hands and he stepped forward. “Get back here!”

Purple: “Right! That reminds me--last week I figured this out!” Brian said. He held up his hand and closed his eyes and… the tips of his fingers began to glow purple, then his whole hand. A few seconds later, all of the robots were also glowing purple, and had stopped what they were doing. “Whoa, wait, are you controlling those?!” CJ gasped, eyes wide. “That’s so cool, dude!” “That’s amazing!” Alana added, jumping up and down. Brian grinned and opened his eyes, which were now purple as well. 

Pink: "Hey, you guys!" the four students turned to see none other than Brett Mage approaching them... with eight slips of pink paper. He leafed through them and handed over six. "You guys got detention. Mrs. Ginny's sub told me to give you these."

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