[hr][hr][center][img]https://i.postimg.cc/SR52k84p/54b4e63d635603b22d80f72a4ba2be54.png[/img][hr][img]https://media.tenor.com/OjMHkhNPFz8AAAAC/the-powerpuff-girls-cartoon.gif[/img][hr][@BlueSky44][@Nallore][@Trainerblue192][@Achronum][@PatientBean][@Forsythe][@Blizz][@Kirah][@Natsu][hr][h3][color=AC3EFF][b]8:20 AM - Wed. Sep. 15th, 2038 - Margaret Carter Institute[/b][/color][/h3][/center][hr][@Blizz][@Nallore][@BlueSky44][@Forsythe]: "Excellent introductions!! You all get 2/5 points on that assignment. You only get full marks if you're perfect and I'm the only thing here close to perfection, so tough luck," Usagi said, before laughing obnoxiously at her own poor joke. "We're going to start off in the Framework today, as I only want the best for my kids. All those other losers training without this thing? They don't stand a CHANCE in the contest. I'll let you all in on a little secret - those Young Avengers twerps? They're here every night. That's why they win. It isn't talent. It's F-A-V-O-R-I-T-I-S-M!" Usagi did another triple flip into the air, before landing again on a chair. "Change into these glorified scuba suits, then hop in the tank. Once you're inside the Framework, I'm going to see how you all do under pressure... as you all FIGHT IN A BATTLE ROYALE!!" A bead a sweat rolled down Arcade's face. "Do I have to?" he asked. He loved the Framework as an idea, but going inside of it and fighting people? He always hated that part. He just wanted to use it to play retro video games and feel like he was living his Spy Kids 3 fantasy. "YES! Now get dressed, all of you!" Usagi snapped. There were bins off to the side containing various sizes of the Framework scuba suits. There were also five changing rooms for privacy, all individual stalls. [hider=Uniform Trim Colors]You can choose what variation of the uniform your character is in - i.e., pants or skirt or shorts. The top is going to be a plain white button up with a tie. In the winter months, people will put on an academy blazer or sweater on top, but it's likely way too warm for that right now. We're heavily drawing inspiration from [url=https://speedcosplay.com/wp-content/uploads/2022/01/H7b239b38ba7e436cb76706f75a92e50bX.jpg]the Umbrella Academy uniforms[/url]. Green: Diana & Zelda Purple: Mary Sue, Ardere, Sabine, Leah Blue: Andy, Zari, Vicky Red: Percy, Dorian, Danni, Mads, April [/hider][hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=42A9FF]April Flynn[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://media.tenor.com/nEO6Ni4VmuQAAAAC/sydney-sweeney.gif[/img][hr][b][color=42A9FF]Location:[/color][/b] Gym - Training Room A [b][color=42A9FF]Skills:[/color][/b] Hydrokinesis, Ice Generation [hr][hr][/center] April's jaw dropped when Andy revealed Magneto had [i]adopted[/i] her and she wasn't sure how to feel. She was more shocked. Her own father, one of Magneto's biological children, had been given [i]up[/i] for adoption. April knew it was for the best and she was pretty sure Lensherr hadn't even known about her dad at the time, but still. She couldn't help but feel somewhat offended on her father's behalf. It was a mixed bag of feelings - similar to when she had found out about her dad's half-sister, who her grandmother had actually [i]wanted[/i] to keep... Her phone buzzed again. This time, it was a text from Sabine. April's heart pounded and the discomfort Andy had unintentionally brought up was in the rearview mirror. Lady Nimue was already here, and had set them with their task - they had to retrieve their swords or die at the hands of this mythological beast. April wished she had the skills to type out a quick reply, and she reached into her pocket, hoping that she could reply something coherent to the chat. She was visualizing the keyboard, doing her very best, and she sent... [hider=@Sabine, Leah][color=42A9FF]Sailor Neptune:[/color] gjw8brf80[/hider] Hoping that the message she sent was a series of frowny faces, April almost missed Andy calling out the shots. [color=42A9FF]"Uhh, on it! You can count on me!"[/color] There wasn't much water in the room. April cursed internally. Her eyes flickered over to Lady Nimue. Would she mind....? No, no she couldn't do that. She'd have to make her own water. And then, full of regret and mourning, April realized what she had to do. [color=42A9FF]"I'm so sorry, little one,"[/color] April whispered to her iced caramel machiatto. Andy and Mads were both getting their asses kicked by the questing beast, landing in an unfun cuddle pile against the wall. April winced. Mary Sue had summoned up magical girl swords in front of them all - the one in front of April was blue, her favorite color. [color=42A9FF]"Protected by Neptune, the Outer Planet of the Seas, Guardian of the Deep Sea. I am Sailor Neptune!"[/color] April grabbed the sword. It was solid in her hands. And she dropped her iced coffee. The cup spilled its contents on the floor, and April channeled her energy through the sword. She aimed it at the spilled coffee and the water rose up from the ground, floating in front of her. She couldn't make more water out of it, but it was enough to work with. The questing beast was TERRIFYING but it still had to see. So April went for the eyes! She threw the water forward, transforming it into ice shards of ice. The ice missiles missed the questing beast's eyes, and April concentrated, turning the ice back into water and pulling it back towards herself. She tried again, and this time, her aim was true - two little shards of iced coffee speared themselves into the questing beast's eyes and it hissed in pain. [color=42A9FF]"OMG I GOT IT I GOT IT! TAKE THAT YOU FUCKING SNAKE!"[/color] April cheered. But the beast wasn't done yet. While it had the head of a snake, snakes were still able to hear - muffled, but sounds were still audible. And the questing beast, hearing the excited screams of a teenage girl, charged right towards April, hissing all the way. Now might be a perfect time for someone to go for a sword.[hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=ed1c24]Percy Novikov[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://img.wattpad.com/2d1f3d73c54881dda120e2c253025d7a91255265/68747470733a2f2f73332e616d617a6f6e6177732e636f6d2f776174747061642d6d656469612d736572766963652f53746f7279496d6167652f5a762d492d4a6c325931775248773d3d2d313039343730343333362e313638656165646262353830313334623935383132373530343234352e676966[/img][hr][b][color=ed1c24]Location:[/color][/b] Gym - Training Room B [b][color=ed1c24]Skills:[/color][/b] Small time-space displacement jumps [hr][hr][/center] Ser Nemo didn't look to be the slightest bit surprised by Danni's outburst. If anything, Percy thought that Nemo seemed... almost wistful? Or melancholic? Maybe their coach was an absolute psychopath. No one else would seem to be totally at ease, even happy maybe, when people (admittedly an asshole) was yelling at them. The more Percy stared at Nemo, the more his head started to ache and pound. Somehow, he was convinced that Nemo [i]knew[/i] that too. That somehow, their coach was [i]purposefully[/i] messing with all of them, starting off with this Drag Race Mini Challenge they were forced to do. "I am afraid that She-Ra was a bit before my time," Ser Nemo apologized to Danni. "But from what I understand of Madam Razz, I would quite like to meet her." Percy was pissed though that Dorian told him to stay out of it. Percy didn't want to be a part of it. But he hated that Dorian Gray was telling him no, as if Percy wasn't good enough to be a part of his shitty group... Urgh, Percy felt like he was going to boil over. The room felt so incredibly hot and stuffy. He almost wished that his hallucinatory savior, the young Tony Stark, would pop off, blast everyone else to pieces, and then take Percy on an exclusive tour of the British Museum. [color=ed1c24]"For the record, didn't want to be part of it,"[/color] Percy muttered. It felt like a lie when he said it. He was mildly impressed (and annoyed) by Dorian's sword fight with Nemo. Watching it as a bystander, he couldn't help but feel the frustration from his own attempts to kill Nemo. And he watched with narrowed eyes as Dorian finally got in an opening on the old man, just to... whiff it. Just like Percy had the previous day. "Well done, Mr. Gray," Ser Nemo praised. "Your form could use some work, some more definition. Ensure you do not practice [i]only[/i] with non-lethal blows. Extend your arcs on occasion, or else you will find yourself holding back in a real fight. Oh, and Ms. Flynn! Please, come, join us. We are doing an exercise in identifying an opponent's strengths and weaknesses." Then Sabine read Ser Nemo for filth. There was something eerie about Ser Nemo's life story, something that made Percy feel like hyperventilating. He pulled his gaze away from the old man and instead looked at Zelda. He couldn't get a good read on her emotions. Hopefully she had just gotten lost. But she also seemed like the quiet shy loner emo type of sorts. He hadn't seen her super often growing up, just at reunions for their parents, but enough that he considered her a friend of sorts. Ser Nemo didn't burst into tears though or run away sputtering or scream at Sabine until she was red. Instead, he clapped. "Oh, bravo, Ms. Bassard!" he said, wiping a stray tear away from his eyes. It looked more like a tear of pride than anything else. "You are quite right, on all accounts. I must also offer my thanks for your choice to [i]redact[/i] certain details which I have no doubt that you gleaned. It is one thing to be strong, but another to have compassion." [color=ed1c24]"Okay, my turn,"[/color] Percy interjected. He felt like was about to vomit. It was like the longer he was in this room, the sicker he felt. He figured Zelda wouldn't mind going after him. She had just gotten here after all and was probably paralyzed with fear at the idea of speaking in public. [color=ed1c24]"If I were fighting you, I wouldn't attack you. You're slippery and fast. But your students are not,"[/color] Percy said. The air shimmered around him and he reappeared behind Danni. He held his fingers in the shape of a gun and pressed them into Danni's back. [color=ed1c24]"If this were a real gun, you'd have to jump faster than I could pull the trigger. I take you by surprise by taking them all out."[/color] "... Always violence with you, isn't it?" Ser Nemo said somewhat sadly. He looked at Percy like he was a particularly nasty toad who had just attempted to swallow a butterfly. "Be careful of the path that will bring you to... Now, Ms. Flynn, I believe it is your turn. Please, deduce my strengths and my weaknesses."