#elastigirl roleplay

Despite Helen’s hesitation, they eventually got seated in a passenger car and began going up.

It was a tall ferris wheel. Taller than she had expected and she hand’t been on one in a long time. The carnival lights looked like small stars from their seat.

“I forgot how high up these went. Isn’t the view beautiful?” she said, looking out. The wind gently pushed her hair to one side.

“Not as beautiful as my view.” She looked up to see Bob looking at her and a blush sprung to her cheeks. He was so… smooth. “You can pretend you hate it all you want, but I know you love cheesy lines.”

“You got me there.”  She smiled and closed her eyes. Trying to let the up and down motion of the calm her.

“Hey,” she opened them to see Bob smiling at her but his eyes were filled with concern. “Is there something on your mind?”

There was something on her mind. Something that had been on her mind ever since they started dating. But she hadn’t wanted to bring it up because it seemed confrontational.

“Do you… Does it bother you that I’m famous?” she asked tentatively.

“I could ask you the same question but I think we would both have the same answer.”

“I mean obviously your fine with me being famous but… do my fans bother you? The men that are always after me?”

“Does it bother me that my girlfriend is the most sought after woman in the country? No, not really?” He pulled her in. “After, who could blame them for loving someone so drop dead gorgeous.”

“And it doesn’t bother you that I’m a super too? A huge super? You don’t feel threatened by me?” she asked, avoiding eye contact.

“Uh, no. That sounds so stupid. What asshole of a boyfriend would do that?” Helen looked away. “Hey. What’s going on?”

“It’s really nothing. It’s just… one of my exes was… like that. He was mad about the fact that I had this huge male following and, I don’t know, I just feel like I had to tell them what they’re getting into.” She didn’t mention the fact that the questioning had happened on a ferris wheel just like this. That she’d been interrogated and confronted more like a suspect than a girlfriend. 

“Gamma Jack.” 

Helen looked up startled. “What?”

“You dated Gamma Jack.” Bob stated. 

“Yes… I did…” It had been absolute hell when that relationship had been leaked to the press. Thankfully, no one found out their secret identities but chaos still pursued. Helen had her suspicions that he was the one that had leaked it. Just so he could bask in the glory of not just being one of the top supers but also dating Elastigirl.

“He’s the one that said that to you.” Helen tensed up. “Don’t try to hide it. He’s an arrogant and egotistical prick. I know how he is.”

Bob clasped his hands around hers. “I’m not like that Helen. I would never believe anything like that. If I didn’t think I could handle the press and fans I wouldn’t have started dating you.” She gazed into his blue eyes. “I love both you and Elastigirl, just they way you are. There’s no need to give anything up for me.”

First of all, welcome! I’m glad you like my blog! Here are three tips to keep in mind when you start superheroing (obviously feel free to ask more specific questions!):

1. Protect your identity at all costs! It’s great that you want to help people but you shouldn’t be in danger 24/7 (which is what’ll happen if your identity gets in the wrong hands). 

2. This may seem hypocritical coming for me but: don’t interfere with the police and their jobs. You should always obey the law first and be a super second. You can do a lot of things that don’t necessarily involve the police (helping cats down from trees, helping save people from fire, etc) but with things involving crime it’s best not to get involved until the police have actually contacted you. And with supers being legal again, it won’t be long until something like that happens. 

3. Get a GOOD suit. You do not want your suit to malfunction and possibly put you in danger while your working. It’s happened to me and fortunately the only thing lost was my dignity. 

💡- A memory that comes with an object or keepsake they have.

I have this small cheap plastic ring that I keep in a shoebox of mementos. It’s from Bob and I’s first official date. We went to a roller rink and they had one of those prize machines. While I was tying my skates he bought a ring and pretended to propose to me… in front of the entire place. It’s a story that never gets old. He admits that it was a bad start to a first date but says it was “practice for when it really happened” because he already knew he was going to marry me.

🎈- A memory about a time they were safe and relaxed.

A year before Jack-Jack was born, we moved to a gated community. We wouldn’t have been able to afford anything like that if it weren’t for Dicker somehow getting Bob a strangely high paying office job and the kids were apprehensive about it. But soon, we managed to settle in and become accustomed to it all. Bob had always been worried about security and he never let the kids play outside but now it wasn’t such a big concern. We became good friends with all out neighbours because we all had kids around the same age. I remember sitting in our backyard, sipping lemonade with Bob, watching the kids run through the sprinklers one hot July evening. We felt like a normal family. A normal family that was safe from the unknown. A family that only seemed to know peace.

🌟- WILDCARD