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I think what made @Bounce so good as a CO-GM was actually running an event for players so I'd hope any replacement CO-GMs would bring a similar collab energy, given so far this game has survived the sophomore slump these games usually have.


For what it's worth, here's what I'd sketched up.
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I'm not looking to be Co-GM but give me a shout if you want an alien invasion I can help set you up πŸ˜‰


Sep for Vice President Co-GM 2025. Let's go.
A shorter post than I'd wanted and not how I wanted things to go, but c'est la vie.

@Half Pint has been aware of this for a bit, but my circumstances have changed in the last two weeks and I'm struggling to find time for this hobby yet again. I've been trying to carry on in the hopes the situation would be resolved by now, but its looking like it'll continue on for a bit.

I've got a few things I've told Half that I'll tidy up, but I intend for tomorrow to be my last day as Co-GM. If there's anyone who would be willing to take my place, I'd appreciate it and I'm sure Half will as well.
A Q U A L A D
A Q U A L A D

INFERNO EVENT (part IV)
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BROOKLYN
NEW YORK CITY

The green guy bent down to look the boy in the eyes, scooping up Garth. "I will help as I can." He then took Arthur's hand. "Imagine yourself without form or body. Calm your mind, imagining it as an oasis within the raging storm outside. Do not fear. I shall be your anchor, your surety that you shall return. As long as you are with me, you shall be safe. Once you take that step, I shall lead you to where you seek to go."

When the Green Goblin took the boy's hand, Arthur felt as though part of him were suddenly being pulled -- as if part of his mind had traveled down his arm and passed up the green man's.

His name wasn't Green Goblin, it was J'onn.

The offered advice was both heard and felt. Arthur barely aware of being lifted off the ground as J'onn moved them toward the seaside. Arthur mulling over the image of a raging tempest. Or a hurricane, with an eye of calm at the center.

"Freaking out, breathe it out," the boy uttered, closing his eyes. How did he connect with the Fire Trolls though?

How did he connect with Porca or Willy? He never thought about it. He just did it. Was that what the calm was? Not thinking about it?

Opening his eyes, the tawny-haired boy looked up at a Fire Troll that was charging toward them. Suddenly, Arthur felt a connection.

The Fire Troll abruptly stopped, a look of confusion plain on its monstrous face.

The boy then turned his head, spying a second Fire Troll. And a third. "I need to talk to all of them this way," the boy remarked aloud, even though J'onn likely also heard it telepathically as well. Saw as Arthur saw.

J'onn nodded, then spoke in a chorus of thought and speech. "I'll aid you." Then Arthur felt J'onn's mind spread out like a current, flooding through the city, carrying Arthur's along with it. A brief image of a young boy grinning, green like J'onn, flashed briefly through the connection before J'onn stifled it to focus on the moment. Any Fire Troll mind was found, touched, and latched onto. Any others were briefly touched then released, though one couple J'onn gave the thought to head to a place to find their boy before releasing them. Once all the Troll's were found, J'onn then told Arthur. "The connection is ready. Think what you need to say."

For a moment, Arthur felt as if he had been swept away by a riptide of consciousness. Minds, voices, experiences, all talking over each other in a cacophony of chaos. He’d have drowned in a yawning chasm of the mind that seemed to stretch and connect infinitely, but for the green hand that held him fast.

"Freaking out, breathe it out," the boy repeated to himself, closing his eyes and letting his entire sense of self surrender to the pull of the mental tide, conscious thought drifting over telepathic waves as the Martian had laid out the path for him to travel.

Collectively, the Fire Trolls each stopped.

Some looking at others. Some confused.

Finally, one of the giants, a great behemoth even for their kind, spoke. β€œKING ATLAN HAS RETURNED.”

The trolls each took a step back. Looks exchanged before the same statement was repeated again. β€œKING ATLAN HAS RETURNED.”

Whatever it meant, whoever this King Atlan was, the giants were retreating back to the water.

Eyes fluttering open, the blue-eyed youth watched, but could not celebrate.

The damage had been inflicted. While Garth had managed to snuff out some of the flames, there were fires still burning in places. And people trapped in buildings damaged by the giant’s passage into the city.

There was still work for the heroes to do. And likely more questions that needed answer.
I'm happy to say I'm back to having a great deal of free time, and to go along with this I have a second application for a bit of a different character than I've done previously. If anyone has trouble reading the colour I have chosen please let me know, or if they have any plans for this character or any related to him. Otherwise @Bounce please let me know if you think this would be suitable!


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@Stormyx @Half Pint

Scarlet Witch is approved!
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I listened to the song for the first time recently

You have no idea how much this wounds me.

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All good man, this just gives me more time to get my first post ready.


Did you get into my Jason Gdoc? Eyes Without A Face was one of my 80s callbacks planned for the Frankenstein episode
@Simple Unicycle@Half Pint

Moon Knight is accepted! Sorry for the wait.
Before I make the post, are Jaime, Titus and Sam talking in space? Are their respective technologies broadcasting to eachother?

Is there a scientific explanation? Is it magic?

Who knows

It just is


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