[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=cc33ff]Guin Stark[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://i.postimg.cc/gJDz6kxg/color-picker-magento2.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=cc33ff]Location:[/color][/b] Inside the Closet -> the Lab - the Palace ([url=http://arrowfashionblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/12/thearol.jpg]Guin's Outfit[/url])
[b][color=cc33ff]Skills:[/color][/b] Telepathy[hr][/center]	Guin was about to send a lengthy profanity filled rant through the mental link to Pietro, only to hear outside the closet door the [i]last[/i] person she expected: Allison. Instantly wary of her intentions, she crossed her arms and expected Allison to go on a rant about how she was right, this world was inherently wrong and evil, and that they needed to force it to go back to normal. She hadn't gotten to have a conversation with Wanda about why she had changed things, so there was no way in hell that she wanted to talk to Allison about things at the moment. She didn't have all of the facts yet. 

	But when Allison telekinetically pried the door open, Guin couldn't help but smile. She had missed her friend. [color=cc33ff]"Aren't you a little short for a stormtrooper?"[/color] she quipped, quoting her favorite movie of all time. She was surprised to hear Allison apologize and Guin uncrossed her arms. She wasn't entirely blameless in all of this. [color=cc33ff]"I'm sorry I was a jerk,"[/color] she added after Allison finished speaking. [color=cc33ff]"Ally, I... I'm pretty sure I figured out who did this, but we need to be careful about confronting them."[/color]

	An idea then popped into her head about what to do - it was actually inspired by one of her dreams. They needed to get everyone outside to stop fighting. [color=cc33ff]"Here, come with me - there's something in the lab we can use,"[/color] she said, taking Allison's hand in a show of good faith and she hurried to the lab. Once there, Guin looked around before she found a dusty old helmet, covered in cables and other bits of tubing. [color=cc33ff]"It's called Cerebra. I'm going to use it to try to calm down everyone I can outside and inside - the only problem is it won't work with King Erik. You'll have to either stop him or get his crown off his head, it blocks out telepathic powers,"[/color] she explained. 

	The good thing was that Cerebra didn't need to stay in the lab to be used - she could walk around wearing it. The bad news was that Cerebra blocked out Guin's vision, meaning that she would be more vulnerable when they went outside to deal with all of the fighting. [b]She picked up Cerebra and put it on her head, turning it on and she then did her best to project calming, zen thoughts - in order to mellow everyone out as if they were stoned - but her range was limited. She only was able to get everyone inside the Palace completely calm (except for Allison).[/b]

	[color=cc33ff]"Shit, I can't quite reach the people outside... We're going to have to go out into the field for me to make everyone stoned."[/color][hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=add3ff]Dominika Novikova[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://i.postimg.cc/28xQ84jW/original.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=add3ff]Location:[/color][/b] the Palace Grounds E5
[b][color=add3ff]Skills:[/color][/b] Earth Manipulation [hr][/center]	Novikova glared at Magneto, angered that he had sent metal shards flying into her love. [color=add3ff]"Congratulations, you just committed a hate crime!"[/color] she shouted at him, hoping to distract him slightly. It also was to distract herself from the enormous pain in her leg from the metal, but she didn't pull it out. The shard was likely stopping the bleeding and pulling it now would be a dumb move. Concentrating on the ground around him, Novikova shoved Magneto upwards and launched him towards the lake. 

	Unfortunately, the mutant master of magnetism managed to catch himself with ease. King Erik was just floating above the water and Novikova grit her teeth - she'd need to try a new approach. Still holding a giant mound of earth in the air, since she had torn it up in order to toss him, Novikova threw the large chunk at Magneto. It slammed into him and knocked him backwards, injuring the King and blood was flowing from his mouth. But annoying, he was still flying in the air. [color=add3ff]"How the hell did we deal with him in the Framework?"[/color] she muttered under her breath, trying to recall any particularly helpful strategies they might have employed. [hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=DBA1DE]Casper Theriot[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://i.postimg.cc/HL941TVK/klaus-4-gif-tumblr.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=DBA1DE]Location:[/color][/b] the East Entrance - Baton Rouge, Louisiana 
[b][color=DBA1DE]Skills:[/color][/b] Mediumship[hr][/center]	Casper grinned as Bobbi linked arms with him and suggested a selfie. [color=DBA1DE]"Oooh, yes, let's take one!"[/color] he said eagerly. He loved taking pictures with people. It was one of the few ways to preserve happiness - something would always come along to make him cry or bleed, but they couldn't take away that little moment of joy the photograph preserved. He loved doing the photo booths with his boyfriend, splitting up the strip of photographs between them. His face fell for a moment (see why photos are great? Already, he's sad!) as he wondered where James was. And if this world was supposed to be paradise, then why weren't they together? 

	Was Casper not a part of his happiness?

	[color=DBA1DE]"Don't mind Jackie, he's just jealous he isn't as photogenic as we are,"[/color] Casper informed Bobbi. 

	[i]"You know, I'm pretty sure that's not it,"[/i] Ben chimed in. [i]"After all, you and Bobbi - offense intended here, by the way - look like trash. At least Jack looks like he wouldn't dumpster dive to survive."[/i]

	[color=DBA1DE]"I don't do it to survive, I do it as a hobby,"[/color] Casper argued. [color=DBA1DE]"Everyone needs a hobby and at least mine doesn't end up as the new Pinterest obsession!"[/color] He wasn't making any efforts to be quiet or anything. He noticed his brother was trying to stay hidden and was asking Bobbi about the camera, while Casper came up with a more practical(?) solution. Taking off his shoes, he threw the first one at the camera - it hit the wall sadly and fell to the ground out of view. Well, do or do not - there is no try - so he threw his other shoe. He missed again and the shoe fell right in the camera's line of sight. 

	[color=DBA1DE]"I'm out of shoes,"[/color] he then said melodramatically.