FantasyChic

🦄 Darker Than Black - Merged With T.S.

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Priya Khurana

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Location: In the back of a Squad Car
Skills: N/A

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Talk and mention of sisters brought back tender memories for Priya. It had been years now since her sister was taken from her. Years since she last spoke to her, talking about their parents' silly rules and running around their street playing, despite traffic. The looks they got from others for living in that neighborhood. Being the only Indian family for miles. Was that why she was targeted by that man? Because she was different.

Either way, it was the past. That brought her to the police. And it brought her to what she wanted the most. Finding cases that were long since forgotten and closing them. Finding the truth and peace for others who had given up hope. It didn't bring her sister back, but it made her feel wanted. Needed even. Her sister would have been proud, even if her parents were not.

A single tear rolled down Priya's cheek as she thought about her sister. She quickly rubbed it away. Riley should not be alone. Thankful for Tim and Roy's word on the matter, she continued. "Yeah, I'll go." It made her feel at ease. If Riley needed her, at least she would be around. And if not, it allowed Priya a moment away from the others for a bit of her own time to think about things. Those things left unsaid and unheard. She wanted to call her mom. If only for a moment to hear her voice.

🦄 Soulless Regency - Merged With T.S.

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Colette de La Fontaine

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Location: Preston
Skills: Language -English

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Colette couldn't help but hope that they would not board the smaller vessel. Surely one of the other ships would be welcoming to them? After all, she was part of a higher class of people and maybe Monsieur Kildragon had some royalty in his blood they could use. "How do we know unless we try, yes? That Naval vessel will surely allow us passage if we explain the situation." So they approached the Naval vessel. However, before they could even speak, they were turned down. It seemed they were not the only ones looking for transport. She would be surprised if this ship hadn't been visited by others hoping for travel. "All right, perhaps not. Still, maybe the merchant vessel will be more accommodating."

The second ship seemed a better option anyway. "Excusez-moi? We are hoping for transport on your vessel. How much would it cost?" The merchant may as well have had money signs in his eyes, given the amount of money he asked for. She had barely anything on her and judging from his overall appearance, she wondered if Monsieur Kildragon had any either on him. What was the point of her blood if it didn't get you anywhere?

So, with slow movement, she made her way over to the small vessel. She took in a breath. Maybe it would be....quaint. After all, she was trying to do it on her own. Wouldn't look good if she couldn't handle being transported on such a ship. She walked over to the man. "Pardon us, Monsieur? We are looking for transport and so far have found no one willing to allow us on for a reasonable fee. Is there a way we can travel with you? We will pay, of course." The man eyed the two of them up and down before smiling and nodding. He had barely any teeth left, but he still radiated kindness. "Aye lass. I think I can help ye both out. And I'll do it for a small fee, since yer such a fine lass." The deal was made and the price was fair. Soon, she stepped on board the ship, waiting for travel. It was not the most glamorous, but they were at least on their way.

🦄 After Miranda - A Firefly Rp - Season 1 (Completed)

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Mei Qiáo and Jacqueline Croix

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Location: The Galley
Skills: N/A

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Both Mei and Jackie entered the Galley at roughly the same time. The women glanced at one another before going to respective areas. Mei sat relatively far away from everyone, leaning against the wall, where she could keep an eye on everyone in the Galley, especially the Captain. Jackie sat close to Foy, mainly because she thought it would be entertaining. She was sure Fitz would want to sit with Daphne and she didn't want to interrupt their little love fest. Maybe they would dive under the table and start making out? That would be funny.

Mei nodded slightly at Foy, but she closed her eyes, awaiting the rest of the crew before they got briefed. Mei began silently speaking in her head, entering a low meditative state. It was important for her to do so before any mission and she was sure that whatever the Captain had to say would be the beginning of her work on this ship. They had a new crewmember coming on board after losing one. Mei, of course, did not trust this new person, even if it seemed like the Captain did (or at least, tolerated her enough to allow her to join). It was in her nature to distrust everyone.

Jackie, meanwhile, was quite awake. "And a good morrow to you as well Barber Boy." Jackie set, uncrossing her legs to a more comfortable position. She didn't enjoy sitting for long periods unless she was drinking or wiping the floor with someone at the poker table, and she doubted this situation would bring either of those to fruition. Instead, she entertained herself by eyeing the others around her. After all, she didn't have nicknames for everyone just yet and that just could not be. She was sure Captain Ballcrusher would be starting this little get-together soon and Jackie was just itching to do something than sit around a ship and catch two bumbling, hormonal crew members under the bed almost doing the deed.

🦄 Deeper Than The Sands - Merged With T.S.

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Josephine Clark

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Location: Outside -> Museum Entrance
Skills: N/A

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Josephine managed her grip on Vera. Truth be told, while Jo could understand being in grieving mode, Vera seemed to be taking it too far. Was she stunned into silence? Josephine maneuvered around everyone, ignoring their comments, especially the silly one about bringing in some stray cat into the museum. Familiar territory, that's what Vera needed. So Jo brought her into her office and brought her over to a chair. "Darling, is there anything I can get you? A cup of water? A cigarette? Something to eat?"

Jo instinctively moved her hair that was coming around her face behind her ears. She was desperate to know more. After all, she had just seen Peter just the other day and now he was dead. And remains? That required more information, but she was sure Vera would not share. Plus, Jo wouldn't want her to. She felt a kinship with the woman, even if Vera didn't reciprocate such feelings.

Instead, Josephine stood up and glanced around the office. Curiosity got the better of her as she slowly made her way around. She still maintained an eye on Vera, should the woman faint or something, but she was desperate to know more information. Not only about their Peter, but also about their expedition. Two deaths in such a short amount of time was definitely more than a coincidence. Judging by the mystical dealings going on, such as the mark on her finger, Jo wondered if perhaps more was going on here than met the eye.

X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽

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Allison Andrews

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Location: Stark Tower: Home Theater Room

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Before the two could come up with any concrete plans, Professor X walked in. Or rather, rolled in. He was honestly the last person she wanted to see. As much contempt she could muster for Mary or Folly or Guin or whoever, he was one constant she couldn't force herself to be mad at. So she listened to his words. And she felt...was it relief? Even though he probably would advise against it, he basically told them that they had the right idea. This was bigger than them now. They needed help.

And then another entered the room. It was Folly, and Allison visibly clenched her fist. What did she want now? The girl paused, staring at the professor before she spoke. Her words were heard, but Allison was far too hurt. Whatever their past was didn't matter. She didn't know the girl and she attacked her. Probably would have killed her judging by her lack of medication. So before she could say apology NOT accepted, Folly ran out of the room. "That girl is off her rocker. She's gonna kill someone soon, but hey, let's keep her around huh? Why not?"

Fed up with it all now, she glanced at Charlie and Ayita. "Mary is probably not going to willingly give us the numbers. At least, not to me. Probably not to Ayita. So Sara is our best bet to contact at least one of them. And maybe Jean knows where the others are and how to reach them. It's the best we have right now, so let's go ask her."

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Sara Grey

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Location: Stark Tower

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Sara went off to find a phone to call. As she found one, she debated on who to tall first. Her parents were probably worried sick, but she didn't want to face them just yet. She could hear the judgment in their voice. The "we told you so" was likely to come up too. Instead, she wanted to turn to someone she knew would understand and actually listen to her concerns.

So she called Jean Grey.

"Hey Aunt Jean?"

"Sara? We heard about what happened at the mansion... Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm okay. We're okay. I haven't talked to mom and dad yet. Have you heard from them?"

"No, I haven't..."

"I'll call them after then. I just....wanted to hear from you first. I don't know what's going to happen, but it's bad. You know Jakobsen? That guy on tv all the time and his stuck-up British sex doll? They're behind the attack."

"...That does not surprise me, they probably are going to start going after others soon, not just the students."

"We have a plan, of sorts. I'm not too confident about it. I think we're in over our heads. Do you know how to get in touch with the other X-men? I get that there may be strained relationships, but mutants all over are in danger now. We need to band together now more than ever."

"I believe Ororo is in Africa somewhere, so it is usually somewhat hard to be able to get a hold of her, spotty signal at best. I don't think anyone aside from Marygold is in contact with Gambit and Rogue. Hank should be with you, and odds are Logan will probably join in any fighting rather quickly..."

"Something tells me Marygold is not gonna be so ready to start making calls. Okay, I'll try to talk to her then, but can you see about getting Ororo at least then? I'll try to get a hold of the others. And call my parents, of course. I just wanted to hear your voice. I miss you..."

" I can try, and I miss you too Sara... I know you need help, but remember, there are other mutants out there, maybe we should see about helping them too... Actually, there is one group who basically would be perfect targets, even more so than the school, for an attack... Maybe Scott and I should go there, and we'd just be a quick call away since the group is in the city limits... Technically anyway..."

"If there is another group, then yes, they'll need help. All right, I guess I'll let you go get ready for that. Love you Aunt Jean."

"I love you too Sara."

She hung up and sat there, contemplating. Jean was right, but Sara didn't have to like it. She dialed her parents next, informing them she was okay and that they should lie low, just in case. To their credit, they didn't say anything other than how they missed her. Once she was done, she stood up and left so the others could talk to their respective support systems.

She found her way to Marygold, walking up to the girl. "Mary? Listen, I am down to work with this plan we have, but we can't do it with just us. If you haven't already, I highly suggest talking to the other X-men. At least the ones out of touch with the others. I talked to my aunt and she and Scott are going to go see about helping another team of mutants in the city, but she's on call if we need it. We can still have the small team go to Jakobsen, but I think we need a back-up plan."

Rise of the Evos

Q U I N N P E T E R S O N:

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^{Wednesday, August 15th - 12:00 PM | New York City, New York}

Quinn graciously accepted the cup of coffee, not taking into account the fact she had something at the cafe not too long ago. If this day was going to continue along the path it seemed to be going on, then she would need the caffeine. As she clacked away on the keyboard, it took her a bit, but she eventually found a Jane Doe case. She read it over twice, just to double check if she was correct.

Before she could tell Olivia, the girl spoke up announcing she found a case too. Quinn looked it over and nodded her approval. "That sounds about right. I found one too. A lot more gruesome than yours, but the head was cleanly split open, much like the others."

Quinn rested back on the chair. What did this mean exactly? Why would these people be killed in the same manner? And why could they see them in their dreams? And each other?

Quinn shot back up. "We're in danger! That's the common thread. People like us that can see each other in dreams and be transported to other locations. That's why we could see that girl getting killed. I think whoever is doing this, be it a person or more, they are targeting people like us."

Experiment X

Mythri Naidu

Location: Xavier's Mansion

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Mythri stood up, unsure of just what was being asked. He wanted her to use her powers to throw something at the other girl. What if things went wrong? Wasn't that why they were here anyway? To prevent this and learn about their powers. It seemed silly, but Mythri was dying to do something other than sitting around and talking.

She concentrated, focusing on anger. How angry she felt at people, and generated a force field around the book. It wobbled slightly as she maintained concentration, but she could feel herself getting too angry. Too worked up. Calming herself down now would force it to go away so she moved her arm, flinging the book across the room towards Katalina.

However, the force behind it wasn't strong enough. It went towards the girl, but even Mythri could see it wouldn't land all the way there and she was filled with nothing but contempt. This whole exercise was stupid anyway...

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Tinley Abercrombie

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Location: Sci-Tech Building 4 - Phase Three HQ: Virtual Training Session
Skills: N/A

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Tinley felt an odd sense when she glanced over at Agent Nikolova as the woman smacked herself. She fought the urge to chuckle, but she also felt the weird sense inside of her. As if she had controlled the movement. It didn't take a genius to put two and two together as they entered the facility. "Seems I have some type of mind control since I'm the reason you just smacked yourself Nikolova. Sorry." She may have apologized, but she definitely didn't hide the smirk on her face.

The blood was troublesome, to be sure. But they had a mission to do. No guards inside as of yet. "We don't have much time, that's true. Okay, let's head upstairs and get that secured first. Top priority. If hostiles show up, we let them have it. Unsure if our powers have a limit use on them as they are new, so try not to go overboard with them, especially since we are new to having them." She broke up the impromptu meeting and made her way down towards the stairs.

As she walked, she heard a voice inside her head. Rather, she heard a thought. It sounded familiar. Definitely, someone she knew. And what it spoke made her feel ill. Especially since she knew who it was. The mission was important. She would finish that first. But as soon as it was over, she would have to deal with this new informaton.

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

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Tiffany Lyle

Location: Arnco Mills
Skills: N/A

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Tiffany was just about to enter yet another dream before she felt something smack her in the head. She woke up with a startle, glancing around her as the others stood. Riley caught her up on the happenings, but she would remember her throwing trash at her. Tiffany stood up quietly and reached for the gun Riley gave her.

She moved closer to them. "It could just be the wildlife. We shouldn't go out with guns blazing. Perhaps only two go and the rest stay behind, just in case?" She whispered/suggested. Of course, this was Ash's show, and he had the calls. It seemed to her that this could be nothing more than a raccoon or something else picking through the trash. But then again, how often was it that they saw wildlife? If it was Walkers, they had to take care of them.

And then again, it could be something else.

Darke Magyk - Concluded

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Fleur La Mallificum

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Location: Port Witch Coven

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Fleur was not one to be trifled with.

It took but a moment, but in her wariness, it led to disaster as one entered her home. She could have stopped it. She could have prevented it, but it was too late. The knife swung out, delicately, and Nera was no more. She didn't care about Luna now. She didn't care about her home. She had lost the one person in this world she truly loved beyond all measure.

There would be hell to pay!

Rhys had gone after the girl, for which Fleur promised to repay his kindness (or selfishness), but the man could not be trusted and, much to his credit, he held on to the window as if his life depended on it (and it did). Fleur glanced around her at the three women. The one in front of her with the grin like a fox. She was the thorn in her paw. And what did one normally do with thorns than to eliminate them? "Oh petal. Time is something you don't have much left of." Without warning, Fleur's eyes glowed purple as she summoned a force that shook the room they were in. She unleashed a primal yell as she swung the energy at Aramantha, causing the woman to be pushed backwards out the window, knocking Rhys off the still in the process.

Aramantha would fall to the ground with a thud. She would not be dead, but she would suffer a broken right arm and a broken left leg. It wasn't death, but it would do for now. Rhys would wall on the woman shortly after, worsening the injuries but leaving the man relatively unharmed.

Now for the matter with the other women. "I can sense my numbers and we are turning the course of battle. My quarry is not with you, so you may leave if you wish, but I cannot promise you will be safe if you stay." Fleur used what energy she had left to summon Luna back. An inkling feeling would hit Luna to return, but it would not be as strong as Fleur hoped. She was a bit tired now.

Fleur turned to where Nera fell, picking up the hairpin off the ground. How often had she seen the woman wear this and not think much of it? She had lost her only friend. Her love.

A surge came off the pin and Fleur could hear the voice. A voice she was not expecting to hear again. “Fleur, my love, when you’re done here we need to speak. I have much to tell you. I have set things in motion that must be completed.” Fleur gripped the pin, fighting the urge to showcase the emotion she was feeling. "I will end this for you Nera. I will do whatever it is you ask."

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Myth the Muse

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Location: The Winking Duck Tavern

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It was an odd name for a tavern, but Myth could hardly call something odd. In her travels she had seen an odd assortment of things. So it would be of no surprise to anyone that she felt at home here. She entered the building with gusto, taking in the sights and the smells (the latter of which made her want to vomit, so she started breathing in through her mouth). But, she was a performer. And performers often did not choose their stage. Rather, the stage chose them.

"Greetings friends! I hope you are ready for a fun time!" Myth often entered places and wanted to be seen and heard. She entered, sensing eyes on her and feeling nothing but warmth. She would perform soon. Either on stage or elsehwere, she had not decided yet.

That was until she saw the young man sitting at the bar. Two identical twins sat next to him. "Twins present problems attracting mates, but I think I got a leg up on these two" she said to no one in particular as she strode towards the bar. She heard the man speak about puppies, and chose then to enter herself into the conversation. "Puppies, you say? I love puppies! And a hundred and one of them? Do tell." It was then that Myth sat on the man's lap, feeling herself around him before turning to the tender. "Barkeep? Your finest mead, if you please. One for myself and this strapping gentleman here." She tirned to face the man she was sitting on with a sly wink and grin. The eyes said "Take me now", and her mouth would have done the same had she not been surrounded by other people.