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4 mos ago
Current Almost exactly one year since I step away from being here, and a lot can change in that amount of time. Here's hoping I can find a game or two and see how things go from here.
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7 yrs ago
Congrats to my X-Men peeps! 2 years and over a 1000 posts later and we are heading into our 5th story arc!
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8 yrs ago
RIP Stan Lee... You will forever be missed. As someone whose grown up reading Marvel comics, you've always have kind of been a part of my life. Thank you for making most of the Marvel heroes we know.
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WIP I'm coming back after forever so clearing all of this seems like a good choice.

Just few basic things.

1. Left for my own sort of health reasons.
2. I ran a game for almost a decade when I stepped away from everything.
3. Currently working on getting an interest check up for the game I am going to hopefully be able to run.

All set, that's all for now.

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Lydia Weaver


Location: Her house
Interacting With: Robert



Lydia liked Robert. He was a nice little kid and was happy to have his company over the course of the days. The kid was from the indian reservation, but he kept coming back, which was a little weird. She didn't know any reason why the kid kept coming back to hang around with her, but she didn't mind. He didn't have a reason to from the look of things, but he did anyway. It didn't bother her so much, since she did like his company, and with everything that had happened at that house she was a little scared of being alone.

Robert's father seemed like a nice enough man, he wasn't to scary in her mind. The guy was concerned about his kid, and had been grateful to her for finding him. With Robert coming and going whenever he wanted, Lydia felt like things could almost be normal. If it weren't for the small fact that the kid was a shapeshifter and there were murders happening around the town. She hoped that things went back to normal, that they could catch the one responsible for everything. Lydia never had really been one for dealing with this sort of thing, and wanted it over with quickly. She had become shaken ever since the incident at the house, and didn't want to witness anything like that ever again if she couldn't help it.







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7 wasn't too thrilled with the way the conversation was going, but she was grateful that Nine had told her that at the very least Jakob would be allowed to live for the moment. She was hoping to avoid any sort of problem and confrontation, but with the thinking of the others, it didn't sound like that wasn't going to be preventable. When Two came up with the idea of potentially killing them by letting them starve, that was just crazy. "Why would you do that? You wouldn't want to die that way, so why make it so that they would die slow and painful deaths."

Two, as she went around the different chests, she'd find an assortment of different bits of gear. One chest had what appeared to be a Katana and a small pistol, as well as several throwing knives. Another one had a notebook, pens, and another pistol with ammo. Some lock picks and a small pouch, and a smaller first aid kit than the one that 10 had. The others just had a few more pistols and a lot of ammo. The group would be well stocked on ammo for pistols that was for sure. With a lot there, they could easily take on a few of the different dangers that might appear.

Jakob was silent for the most part, as the group was still not very quiet about what they were talking about. He was glad the kid was on his side, but the fact that no one else was, that just spelled out trouble. If no one trusted him, then they could easily just put a bullet in his head without a care in the world, and not have to deal with him anymore. There was one thing he did know, they didn't seem to know much about the world outside of the walls of the lab, which meant he could prove to be a useful guide to them. He smiled at 7 when he caught her looking at him, but said nothing.


Jason and Janelle Gauger


Location: Seattle, Washington
Interacting With: Gideon, Scott




Jace still didn't trust Scott at all. The guy was a pain, but sticking with him and trying to figure out their problems together was better than going off by themselves, shooting in the dark looking for answers. He looked over at his sister, who seemed perfectly fine trusting these two complete strangers. Trusting her, he decided to go along with it, there was nothing else he could do, since she'd probably go along with or without him. "That sounds fine with me, which shop?" he asked Gideon.

Her life had been flipped around in the past few months, and now she was finding it easy to trust people who were like them, whose lives had been changed in a single moment. She was glad that her brother had decided to go along with it, it made things easier in the long run. It was hard to not want her brother there, even if he sometimes could be a little over protective towards her. She sometimes found that he tended to smother her a little, and it was hard for her to ever get a breath of fresh air.

Her brother was a nice person, but sometimes he did things without thinking. That was why Janelle tended to calm down situations whenever possible. She had always been the sort of mediator growing up, even before they left Ireland. Jace was definitely not the most diplomatic person around, and it could sometimes get them into trouble.

He looked at the others, unsure of what to do. They were all standing there now, on the side of the street and everyone had already cleared from the accident. Standing there, talking, that was about it. Scott hadn't even said anything about going to the pastry shop, so who knew what he'd want to do. The guy was still annoying, but he was being somewhat nice to Janelle, so that made him not want to snap at the guy too much.
Daphne Pender

Location: Lady Luck
Skills: None


Looking around the table, she couldn't tell what most people had, though with several people folding right off the bat made it clear that she wasn't the only one who didn't trust her hand. Fitz really needed to learn how to not show what was in his hands on his face. The kid was sitting there, with a facial expression that practically showed what he had, apparently this kid had luck, but didn't know that you are supposed to try and not seem all happy over there when you had a good hand.

"I fold as well," she said, placing her cards down. There was no way Daphne could win, not with the look on Fitz's face. Her hand was about average, not horrible, but not the best. She didn't trust that she would win. Her sister's face was impossible to get a read on, so she thought to just get out of the round right then. She still wasn't even sure why she had joined the round, but decided to just let it be. The others were talking about going off to dance or something, but she was perfectly fine staying at the table.












Finally, they had made it to the Mansion. It had been 10 years since he had seen the place, and he wasn't going to wait for the slowpokes behind him before he raced inside the building. Looking around, he saw those gathered by the television, and noticed that Guin was in tears, a moment later, he put a flower in her hand, but there was a few people he didn't realize were in the room. When he looked up, he saw Pietro staring at him. "Who the hell are you," Pietro said, before the man with silver hair raced off again. Pietro Maximoff wasn't going to let this slide, and raced after him as well.

Dean frowned slightly, noticing a tall and muscular man zip into the lounge. He hadn't seen him before, but he apparently knew Guin - maybe he was an Avenger? Pietro didn't know him and Dean quickly began moving everyone out of the way. He put Guin, Carolina, Mira, Beth, and Charlie onto the couch. He didn't need anyone getting tripped up by a speedster. He then glanced down at the flyers he had, before putting a flyer in each of the students' hands. "Hey Pietro! Anything I can do to help out?" Dean called out.

Pietro had no idea who this guy was, but he was definitely fast. Something about him seemed familiar, but he had no idea what it was. He heard Dean's question as he chased after the man. "Help me figure out a way to trip the guy," he called out to him, before the man said something. "You can't catch me Pietro, I know that for a fact," the man said as the two of them ran. His voice had an accent that was much thicker than his own, but he knew exactly where this guy was from. "You're from Serbia!" he said, before thinking, what were the odds of two speedsters with silver hair from the same country?

"On it!" Dean called out. He hadn't really trained with his powers much before, unless gym class was counted at the institute. And in general, he didn't really have to try. He was the dodgeball king - no one ever managed to touch him, because he'd always see it coming and dodge just in the nick of time. Perhaps ironically, though, his mile time was two and a half minutes. He glanced around the room quickly before spotting a water cooler. He ran over to the jug and quickly lifted it off, appearing in the hallway in a flash, dumping the water all over the ground. With the speeds the speedsters were going, he hoped he'd cause the right one to slip and fall.

Dean did manage to make one of them slip, it was just the wrong one. Pietro slipped on the water, slamming into the wall. The other man stopped for a moment, and anyone could tell that he was trying hard not to laugh. "What? You didn't see that coming?" he asked with a smile. "Hope your alright though, gotta run, I've got business to attend to." Pietro got up off the floor, "If we could just find a way to corner him, we might be able to catch him." he said, before racing off, then shouting at the man loud enough so Dean could hear him, "How the hell do you know my name!"

Something then dawned on Dean. Didn't Magneto have a bunch of kids? He was really old from the papers. "Pietro - I think that might be your brother..." Dean suggested. It'd explain the resemblance between them, the similar powers, and the thick Serbian accent. "I haven't really done this type of thing before...using my powers to fight people...So just let me know what you want me to do, man." He felt a bit sheepish about it. As much as he wanted to become an official member of the X-Men, he hadn't fought before.

Ok, the thought that he could be his brother is really weird, and what were the odds that his father would have two kids who were speedsters. He caught a glimpse of the man's face, and it was clear that he thought the idea was weird too. An idea occured to him, one that might be able to help. He stopped by Dean so he could whisper it to him so the man couldn't hear. "Try to get something and hang it across the hallway, it might slow him down enough for me to tackle him," he said, before racing off again.

Barely even a second had passed since the new speedster entered the mansion. Of course, Dean still didn't quite understand how a Serbian speedster knew Guin - and why he'd give her a flower. Dean hurried back into the lounge, noting that no one had already noticed anything happening at all yet. It was all too quick. He grabbed and pulled on the curtains from the windows, before heading back outside and stringing them up on the hallway, designed to hinder the elder speedster. Hopefully between the curtains and the remaining water, it'd do the trick.

"Who are you?" Dean then shouted, intended for the other speedster.

Dean's plan did the trick, as the older man started to slow down as he ran, Pietro took a flying leap and tackled him to the ground. There was a loud crash as they slammed into the wall. They wrestled on the ground for a while, before the man threw Pietro off. He looked at Dean, then back at Pietro. Letting out a sigh, he stood up. "Well, since it isn't like I can hide it, but odds are the two of you won't believe me, at all." he said, looking at the two of them.

Dean couldn't help but feel confused and he glanced at Pietro. "You want me to give you two some space, man?" he asked. He felt incredibly awkward. All of these vague and cryptic statements - it wasn't something Dean saw every day. He then extended a hand to the new speedster. "I'm Dean Kesseli - a student here at the institute. Class of 2020."

"I know who you are Dean, I know the names of every single person who is inside of this building. Their faces too," he replied, his face looking a little sad. "Alright, so if you know us, then who are you? You said we wouldn't believe you, try us." Pietro responded. He let out a sigh, before staring right into Pietro's eyes. "I'm you Pietro. My name is Pietro Maximoff, 31 years old and from the year 2030."

Dean's eyes widened and he looked between the two Pietros. He then focused on the younger one - the one that he knew for a fact was Pietro Maximoff. "Does this sort of thing happen to speedsters often? I know in the Flash they do time travel every season...I didn't know you guys could actually do that," Dean said, sounding both terrified and impressed. "So, um, Mr. Maximoff...What brings you here?"

"Actually, I can only do that in short bursts, I can't fully control where or when I go. I came back with a few friends of mine, one of them is actually able to control time far better than I could. Uh, before I continue, would you mind telling me what the date is?" he asked them, looking at them. "Uh, June 6th, 2020." Pietro said a little hesitantly, he wasn't too sure if he could trust this guy.

"Look, I don't care if you guys believe me or not, but if you don't help me, a lot people are going to die."

Meanwhile, outside, three other people had walked up to the mansion. One of them, a woman with silver hair, looked up at it. "Looks like he couldn't wait to get inside. The least that Pietro could have done was wait for us. So, this is the legendary Xavier Institute, I thought it would have been bigger. Also, why doesn't this place have security up and running? I thought that if need be this place could be a fortress or something but we were able to walk right in the front gate."



@FantasyChic@jdh97 The two of you, like practically everyone else inside the mansion, would hear a loud crash coming from the main part of the mansion. It was pretty loud, it wouldn't be surprising if someone broke through a wall or something.


Mirembe Adebayo


Location: Xavier's Institute




Mira was surprised to find that one minute, there were people standing there, and the next everyone was on the couch. She remembered Pietro saying something to someone, but that was about it. Looking up, she saw that both Pietro and Dean were gone. They had to be using their powers, but why would they at a moment like this? There wasn't any reason for them to. "Where did they go?" she asked, before there was a loud crash coming from outside of the room.

Mira got up off of the couch, she was confused as to what just happened. Not even waiting to see if any of them were following her, she went to where the loud crash had come from, Mira saw Pietro and Dean in the hallway, along with another man that she didn't recognize. "What happened?" she asked, confused. This man seemed to know where he was, but she couldn't tell anything about him, except for his hair color which looked almost exactly like Pietro's.



Marygold Isley


Location: Xavier's Institute




"Well, I wouldn't be surprised if he already knew. As I said before, it is this endless cycle of catching them and everything. We knew there was a good chance for them to at least attempt it, especially with Mystique on the outside. Next time we catch them, we need to make sure we get her too, because otherwise they will have a much easier time escaping again," she said, shaking her head slightly. It was true, and being caught in an endless cycle with the Brotherhood could get tiring. She remembered her first real run in with them, it was her second mission on the team, and it was also the same mission where she met Guin who was a student at the school that Magneto had attacked.

She stopped talking, looking out towards the front of the Mansion. There were three women there, two brunettes and a woman with silver hair. One of the brunettes looked familiar, but she couldn't see clearly from where she was standing. "There is no way that could be her," Mary mumbled, before walking over towards the group. Now there was no denying who it was now that she could get a better look. "Folly? What are you doing here? How did you get out of the hospital?"



Lance Banner


Location: Xavier's Institute




Lance let out a sigh as Allison started talking and asking about his dad. He knew what question was probably going through her mind, hundreds of other people over the years had asked him that question. It was also the one question that he hated the most, more than people asking if he was the Hulk's kid. No one ever wanted to think about that about their parents, but people have asked him anyway over the years.

"Yeah, Bruce Banner, the Hulk, is my dad. I also can guess what question is going through your head, and all I can say is don't even ask about it. Most people do without thinking about how weird it is to be asking me that," he said, looking at her. There was a loud crash from not too far away, and he had hardly noticed it, but a few gusts of wind had flown by too. He looked in the direction that the crash had come from.




For those of you wondering about what Mary was mentioning about her first real encounter with the Brotherhood, Morose and I just started creating this collab of the entire situation if you want to read it, totally optional. (I didn't do color coding since this collab was created on Discord and some of the other characters don't have a color.)




Alexander Jakobsen

Location: Washington DC




He thought the kid was losing it. Ricky seemed calm before he had walked over to him, now there was something else there, probably the same feeling that he had. The guy didn't really seem like the type who would want to be planning a break out, but he was all for it. He liked Ricky, and was happy to take his suggestion and go along with it. "I like your thinking," he said with a grin towards him, before heading over to look at the lock. He knew almost nothing about these types of things, he was a soldier, not an engineer.

"So, if the battery is about to die, we might just be able to open the door and get out of this place. Because I don't know about you, but instead of making me less crazy this place is driving me crazy. Any idea when we might be able to get through the door?" he asked Ricky, looking at him. Electronics and locks like this were not his strong suit, he had no idea what he was doing, but with a little luck maybe Ricky did, since he already showed that he knew some stuff about it.



Thalia Maehers


Location: Hotel
Interacting With: Lilith and Folly


"You mean the wings that I literally just found out I had yesterday? Yeah, no problem, wasn't planning on telling anyone about those things anyway. They are a pain to sleep with by the way. I do not recommend sprouting wings or something, they are annoying," she said, looking at Folly and Lilith. Going to OMEN was the only thing they could do right then, after all, there was only the 3 of them, and a powerful goddess who wanted to take over the world.

"So, any ideas about how we get a hold of these OMEN people? I mean, do any of us have a phone number for these people?" Thalia asked Folly. She hadn't ever really heard about the organization, not until the past few days anyway. Supposedly they were a big deal and a good way to take out any and all supernatural forces or something like that. It made her worry a little bit because of the wings, but they didn't have any better ideas.
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Princess Valda


Location: The Palace - The Throne Room



When Puck made the request about using the line to the messenger rats, she didn't hesitate in her response. "Of course you can, feel free to use it," she said to Puck. She wasn't too sure how others would react to her response about reinstating the Young Army, but she felt like there wasn't much that could be done about it now. What was done was done, and she wasn't going to go back on what she had said. The idea of marrying him was still far-fetched to her, and she wasn't particularly willing to do that.

With the herald returning, she turned to look at him. His words ran through her head as he spoke, and she thought about it for a moment. Why had the Witches come so early? It made no sense to her, but you would think people would get the memo about them being invited. "Let them in, they were invited," she replied, looking at him. There was no point in causing a big commotion about it, and hopefully the guards didn't cause a scene, that was just what she needed.
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