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Chase arrived to the Bucs' bus right as the butterflies took flight. Looks like Roach was up to his old tricks. Doesn't matter though, Chase wanted more, and a cute little butterfly trick wasn't going to cut it. Not for Chase. Two of the Bucs players were staring in awe at the fleeing butterflies as...

Chase froze as he saw the bus, and now that they were out from under the Power Suppression field....he could feel the anger and surging emotions from the teammates and the band, and the cheerleaders. His vision went red before he turned on his heel and stalked away from the bus, and away from all of...

Dirty stinking bastards. They're going to pay. They're going to pay badly. Chase seethed on the sidelines, his whole body language showing pent up frustration and anger while his eyes glared across the field to the Bucs' bench. Violence and blood were in that glare as Chase took in each player's fa...

Chase sat in the back of the room, brooding mostly. Practice had not been going well for him, and his temper had shortened even more in the time frame. Espy tried to cheer him up earlier, but with the news of Faige leaving, his desire to cheer him up had plummeted fast. Peyton looked like she wanted...

Chase will sign up for a guitar/song solo.

((Warning: Some adult language is used.)) Miserable. That was one way to put it. A constant feeling of dread and despair….well maybe those words were too harsh to describe what Chase was feeling. Frustration and begrudging contempt? Alright, those sound a little better, but it was still hard to put ...

Chase frowned as he passed by another set of Skulls getting pounded on by some of the heroes who were doing their evening patrol in King’s Row. Their flashes of fear and anger at being busted by the capes rushed through Chase like a surge of adrenaline mixed in with the warm soothingness of a shot o...

Chase Masters Not your fault they don't know a REAL cheerleader when they see one Peyton. Mustangs all the way!

Chase was grinning from ear to ear as he pounded on the back of Matt's pads as if they were bongos. "That's how you do it Puppy! Hell, we'll make a ball player outta you yet!" Chase smiled again, eager and hungry for more. "Now let's ramp it up and do it a couple more times yeah?"

"Shake it off Espy, we'll get 'em. Push 'em hard and make that Quarterback fear you. Mustang Pride." Chase grunted to the large defender, slamming his helmet against the larger boy's. "I'll get us caught up. You keep 'em behind that line."