Thanks @Shadowhunter_Alissa

For requesting this update (:

It was your favorite thing, your life, your career, it was jumping off of buildings(among other things). You had seen a doctor about it, and apparently your bones literally had rubber in them. In other words you wouldn't be hurt no matter how much weight landed on you, or how far it was to the ground so you had circus shows set up everywhere, swing off a few 350ft high wires, let go and practically bounce off of the cement back onto the wire. You had amazed thousands of people when you incorporated "stretch" into your acts. By stretch sometimes it meant two trucks one arm tied to each one. Then you would relax and the trucks would drive in opposing directions 100ft each way, the drivers would lock their brakes and jump out. Then you would pull slightly and duck, smashing the two trucks together in mid air, and you weren't hurt, your skin was fire tolerant and impenetrable. Sometimes you would have volunteers run over you with their vehicles. One time you picked Dan Howell. He was very nervous, this was the first time he had ever seen one of your shows, he ended up refuseing and forcing Phil to instead. Phil ran over you and you smiled jumping up quickly. You walked up to the crowd and pulled Dan out of his seat. "You afraid of heights?" You asked him mischievously. "Um, no, I guess not, um why?" You laughed you made a signal to the ring master, who pushed a button and spikes came out of the holes in the floor. You grabbed your mic and brought Dan over to the big red x on the floor near the spiked board. You both stood on it and it rose straight up to about 400 feet. More spikes came out of the floor around the base of the platform. Then you spoke two simple words into the microphone. "Push me." Dan's eyes widened. Then the crowd started to cheer, "PUSH HER OFF PUSH HER OFF!" They yelled, more voices joined in. "Do you really want me to? Promise you'll be okay?" You nodded. He stuck out his arms and gave you a hard shove on both shoulders. You hit the spikes with amazing speed, bouncing hard back up you grabbed the trapeze smiling. Dan sat gasping on the platform. Then signaling the ringmaster who began lowering the platform, again you dropped. This time you rolled when you hit the spikes so you didn't bounce back up. You then stood in the middle of the spikes your feet bare. With a wave of your hand the spikes were put down. You smiled at Dan and wrote your phone number on his hand. Then something you didn't expect, he hugged you, and said, "That was the worst thing I've ever felt but, I'm glad you made me do it." You giggled. "Is this your first time to one of my shows?" He nodded, you handed him a match (your clothes are fire proof) you grabbed a can of gasoline and poured it over your head. "Light me up soldier." You said laughingly looking at him excitedly, then he lit a match and you stepped back, he flicked it at you, you burst into flames. He looked worried as the seconds passed. After a few minutes the gasoline had all burned away, leaving your uncharred skin. He reached out to touch your arm, you backed away, knowing it would burn him if he touched you. You pointed to a bucket of ice and told him to throw it at you, he did, as soon as it touched you it turned to a puddle. He frowned. "Happy no hugging?" You said laughing. He nodded. You waited a few seconds, once you cooled down a bit you kissed him on the cheek, leaving a light red lip shaped mark. (You never wore lipstick) He blushed making the red mark almost disappear. You sent him back to the crowd. The ringmaster closed up the show.