[hr][hr][center][img]https://i.postimg.cc/SR52k84p/54b4e63d635603b22d80f72a4ba2be54.png[/img][hr][img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/019c02b1-4686-759e-93a8-ec58d0ea6ae8.webp[/img][hr][@Achronum][@Blizz][@Forsythe][@Kirah][@PatientBean][@Trainerblue192][@KazAlkemi][hr][h3][color=AC3EFF][b]Morning - Sat. January 15th, 2039 - Los Angeles, California[/b][/color][/h3][/center][hr][@Kirah]: “Oh, I think they’re kinda fucked,” Gideon shrugged her shoulders, and tapped on the side of her sunglasses. “Y’know when you see that little floating spot that you know isn’t real and it usually goes away? I see, like [i]twenty[/i] of those floaters right now. Buuuut it’s probably going to be fine… I dunno. Nurse Annie gives me the creeps so I’m just going to hope it fixes itself out. Eyes can do that, right? Just gotta eat more carrots or something.” She was trying not to worry about it. Her eyes hadn’t always been like this - so sensitive to light. And while she’d hurt her eyes before, it usually had been her choice to peek out from underneath the shades, she’d never had them knocked off of her in a fight before like that. 

Once they got to the room, Gideon immediately went through her things, pulling out a thin rapier with an ornate handle. She swapped out her sword frog for one of the appropriate size and then placed it on her hip, and strapped her rapier in. “Should I bring the knuckle blades, too? Or is that too much? I have an off-hand now…”

[@PatientBean][@KazAlkemi]: Within the purple and red tent of the Scarlet Witch, its usual eccentricities were gone - no shelves, no arcane artifacts, no candles burning, dripping with wax. It was empty, void of almost anything interesting, save the strange crystalline substance covering the ground, as reflective as a mirror and as cold as ice. On the other side, a teenage girl with short, cropped blonde hair rested as if in sleep, her clothing dated. Fissures extended throughout the surface, blinding light pouring out from the cracks - and as Millicent entered, they grew more and more, loud and frightening until a web of them had formed. 

And you, Luna Braddock, open your eyes not in your home, your beloved Otherworld, but somewhere new - somewhere familiar. Your surroundings offer little clues as to your time and place, little help to orient you as to what has happened. Your memories are blurry and unclear, brief flashes coming back to you - of a faceless army marching to the Starlight Citadel - of your lady, Saturnyne stripping you of your title, your powers in disappointment for your failure. Your body feels unfamiliar, yours but not quite. And the best clue as to where you are, of course, is the humanoid girl gawking at you, playing with what looks to be a smartphone. It could be your home reality, yes… but there are hundreds of realities with phones, and even more with humanoid inhabitants - hopefully she shares a language in common with you. 

Hopefully she isn’t hostile, either. 

[hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=ed1c24]Percy Novikov[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/019b29ec-87e6-745e-afed-c64ed081c458.webp[/img]
[hr][b][color=ed1c24]Location:[/color][/b] Margaret Carter - Winter Festival 
[b][color=ed1c24]Magic Items:[/color][/b] Mystery watch from Agatha Harkness, Dorian sex bracelet
[b][color=ed1c24]First Day Fit:[/color][/b] [url=https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/019c0287-4435-7608-82b5-0b29272f9040.webp]Black Hoodie, Jeans, and Vans[/url] [hr][/center]

Percy took a deep breath, inhaling Dorian’s scent before slowly lifting his head off his boyfriend’s chest. He trusted him, trusted Dorian to protect him and keep him safe. He hadn’t noticed his phone vibrate again in his pocket, but with how he was pressed up against Dorian, Dorian would feel the vibration against his leg. He sniffled, blinking his eyes rapidly to try to get rid of the sticky, tear-filled feeling.  [color=ed1c24]“I’m sorry I’ve been… so broken lately,”[/color] he said quietly. He hated it - hated how ever since the Contest of Champions, he’d been needing to lean on Dorian more and more, as everything in his life had spiraled out of control, skeletons reanimating and waltzing out of his closet to cause havoc. [color=ed1c24]“It’s not fair to you.”[/color]

He was tempted for a moment to ask if they could stop by Percy’s room so he could change into the hoodie Dorian had given him - it always helped him to feel safe and secure - but he had already delayed his boyfriend from experiencing so much of the carnival. So instead, he focused on the opposite end of the ice rank, where skates were available to bother, and the two of them disappeared with a shimmer of blue light, reappearing there and still embraced. 

He shifted so that way his arm was around Dorian’s waist and Dorian’s arm around his shoulder, and he quickly chatted with the staff member working the booth, getting skates in both of their sizes - with Percy’s being several sizes smaller. [color=ed1c24]“Is there a trick to this?”[/color] he asked, as they went over to a bench and Percy sat down, lacing up his skates. He grimaced slightly. He had actual blades strapped to his feet. But if Leah could do this, then anyone could. [color=ed1c24]“Or are we doing the boyfriend thing where you spin me around helplessly and laugh?”[/color][hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=42A9FF]April Kingston-Gray[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/019b2a42-176d-736d-87cd-e80ef331aa59.webp[/img]
[hr][b][color=42A9FF]Location:[/color][/b] Margaret Carter - Stark Hall Roof
[b][color=42A9FF]Magic Items:[/color][/b] Kingston-Gray Bracelet, River Styx Water, Hair Dying Comb
[b][color=42A9FF]First Day Fit:[/color][/b] [url=https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/019c0288-fffb-75e9-a893-c52428fffbb6.webp]Denim jumpsuit and shorts[/url], [url=https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/019c0289-6076-72bb-aa81-e8cae051d70b.webp]pink streaked hair and orange tinted sunglasses[/url] [hr][/center]

April’s face was burning as they were called out on their behavior. It wasn’t something they had super talked with their siblings about - mostly with Pops, really. While they were feeling loads better than last semester, as the thoughts of ending it all had largely gone away, they weren’t doing completely fine. They were bipolar - and instead of being depressed, well… they’d been pretty manic, lately. It was a big part of why they’d been grounded over winter break, to keep them close to home in case they got a wild idea in their head. 

At any rate, their impulse control was at an all time low - and it showed. [color=42A9FF]“Um, can you keep this a secret?”[/color] they asked, forgetting that Danni had already started streaming. [color=42A9FF]“It’s, like, not a big deal because it’s pretty minor and I’m not like - like thinking that I’m starting a new movement or that I’m secretly the chosen one or anything like that, like I’m still sleeping and everything okay but like… lately when I get an idea in my head, I kinda, just, like… just go and do it?”[/color] they bit their lip. [color=42A9FF]“So like… I don’t wanna date Marlena, because I don’t think we’re compatible but… every time I see her, my first thought is [i]wow I wanna kiss the shit out of her[/i] and then that’s what my brain acts on and then I’m like [i]fuck, why did I do that[/i] and it might be mania on a small level so… I don’t want people to think that I’m crazy or anything - or crazier than they already think I am, ‘cause those reporters dug up how I tried to off myself and got locked up and all but… yeah. Please don’t tell anyone.”[/color]

Fortunately, though, their streaming issues seemed to be solved - as a shadowy hand spawned out of nowhere, grabbing onto the phone. Danni screamed, though, which meant that April [i]also[/i] screamed - as did Amelie. But finally, they were all set up and ready to go!! The stream had started (just then, to April’s knowledge) and Danni had set up everything for their viewers. At their introduction, April grinned and waved at the camera. [color=42A9FF]“Hi guys!!”[/color] They knew it was important to interact with the chat - and that it was incredibly awkward when people didn’t. 

And then they were off!! It was exhilarating, as April screeched, their eyes spared from the wind by their glasses - and as they threw their hands out, a gigantic ramp of ice suddenly extended out for them, and they shot up it in a flash. For a moment, there was a feeling of weightlessness as they soared through the air, reaching the apex of their trajectory. They’d cleared most of the carnival, flying over the rink, the hot chocolate stand, the tarot reading tent, and more. [color=42A9FF]“Woohoo!!!!”[/color] 

How were they going to land, though? April had no idea at all. That was a Danni problem.