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Current I always miss the fun stuff and references. Now I'll be wondering what 2011 was referring to.
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What kind of powers do the donuts have?
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Nope. Reboot away.
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That'll be Gatorade's slogan once Data Centers drink up all the water.
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I know I'm 20 hours late, but Ohm that's exactly how I feel about my Kingdom Hearts RP.
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Countdown to the end of the Christmas event with some set-ups in Santa's last post.



Winslow Schott's Flat
Christmas Eve

As Thor traveled through London it hit him that this was his first time across the pond. He actually had never ventured far from home despite having the ability to fly and create portals to wherever he wanted to go. Metropolis was amazing, but there was a whole world out there that needed his help. He couldn't be so selfish. With all the power he had came the responsibility to use it to serve others. He had spent so long hiding in the shadows that it didn't even cross his mind once he came into the light. He could blame it on the persecution he received early in his public career and fearing that it'd only make it worse if he interfered with events on foreign soil, but all that would've been was an excuse. He just truly never thought of it until now. Now that he learned that he genuinely was a god he felt that he needed to be more than just his hometown hero. But he could worry about that later. It was a big planet and right now he didn't know where to start.

Santa's reindeer brought him to an apartment building or whatever the British call it and hovered outside of a window. "I guess this is it." He said before picking up his trusty hammer and hovering over to the fire escape. He smashed the window to get inside. "He won't be using this for a while." Thor entered and immediately saw Santa Claus trapped in a cell. How did Toyman even get this thing in here and what was it made of if it could contain a magical being like Santa? He wondered if it was even intended for Santa. He doubted Toyman knew that Santa existed before tonight. He didn't. He may never get the answer to that, but it didn't matter right now. He ran over to the cage preparing to destroy it with Mjolnir, but was stopped by Santa.

"STOP!" Santa yelled. "If you hit it with that you'll only make it stronger. It's made of a combination of Uru and Nth metal. The former is what your hammer is made of and you see how durable it is. The latter negates magic."

So that's what Mjolnir was made of. He never actually cared to think about it. He was just glad that he had it. But if it negated magic he now understood how Santa was captured. Maybe this cage was meant for him, but the question was how Toyman continued to gain access to things he shouldn't have. Even the gun that knocked him out back in the park was made of the same stuff. Maybe he'd sneak into jail later and ask him. But since Thor couldn't use Mjolnir or magic, which he figured his lightning was, he had another idea. His strength was physically his. It shouldn't technically be magical. He approached the bars of the cage in front of Santa and placed Mjolnir on the ground before gripping the bars with his hands. He exhaled slowly and pulled at the bars with all of his strength. At first it felt like they wouldn't budge, but he continued to pull until they moved and bent out of shape. Thor made a hole big enough for Santa to exit his makeshift prison and stepped back to let him do so.

Santa stepped through the opening and stretched from having to sit in there for so long. "I'm finally free! Thank you, Thor, or should I say Donald?"

"Wait you know--- of course you do. You're Santa Claus. It's still crazy that you're real."

"Imagine how I felt when I had to start delivering gifts to the son of Odin. Speaking of, I need to get back to work. Need a ride?"

So even Santa knew he was a god before he did and it was official. He was Thor, son of Odin. "No, thank you. I have my own way. Plus, you have a night of gift delivering to do. I'm just glad I could help free you and finally stop Toyman. I just wish the boys at the Demolitions Site were awake to hear the good news."

Santa walked past Thor and said, "They will be," with hearty Ho, Ho, Ho.

Thor turned to face Santa after his last Ho and saw that he was gone. He ran towards the window and saw that even the reindeer were gone. "Smooth, old man. I gotta try that one day." He called Mjolnir before giving it a twirl and aimed it out of the window creating a portal to Ace O'Clubs. He jumped through the portal with it closing it behind him.
I owe this a post.

How is everyone?


I'm doing pretty well. How are you?
Sorry for lack of activity. Been very busy these last 2 weeks. Will try to get a post up tomorrow.


It's okay. Thank you for the update! I hope everything is well.
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Ahhh, I always just thought it was Oreos he loved!


It used to be, but they changed the name due to trademark.
Ironically a few days later than I said, for review:





The Time Displaced X-Kids are approved! You can go ahead and move them over and start posting.
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Just out of interest, what are chicos? I've never heard of this before!


I think he meant chocos. They're DC's version of Oreos and Martian Manhunter's favorite snack.



Paris Island, Dakota City
The Aftermath

The familiar sound of KRS-One's Sound of da Police playing from his phone startled Virgil and his friends awake. "Shit. It's my dad." Virgil said as he snapped up from Daisy's comfortable bed. He reached for his phone on the nightstand and looked at the caller ID for a second before deciding it was better to answer it. "Hey, dad. I'm sorry for not letting you know where I was. I crashed at Richie's."

"I'm just glad you weren't caught up in that Big Bang by the docks. Your mom was busy all night transporting kids and officers. We were afraid you'd be one of them."

"If only you knew, dad." Virgil thought to himself before verbally responding to his father. "Richie and I saw it on the news last night. A lot of those kids went to our school, but you don't have to worry about me. I'm fine."

"I need you down at the Community Center today. We're putting together care packages for the victims' families. Get here as soon as you can."

"I got you. See you later, Pops." Virgil hung up the phone and placed it back down on the nightstand. He felt a jolt of electricity travel from his hand to the phone as he put it down and picked it up again to see if it was okay. It was more than okay. It was fully charged. "That's weird. I could've sworn it was on sixty."

Daisy turned to face Virgil, a pillow separating the two in the bed. "Everything okay? You're leaving already?"

"Yeah..." Virgil said, not entirely sure about the first question. "Everything's good, I think. My dad wants me to go to the Community Center and help out, but there's no rush."

"We can come with you." Richie said. "We need to talk more about last night and make sure that gas didn't affect you."

"We could stop by the hospital on the way and get you checked out. Your mom should be off work by now." Daisy added.

Virgil honestly did not want to go to the hospital, but he knew that his friends would force him to if he didn't agree so to save himself the trouble he decided to give in.



Dakota City Medical

Virgil had never been to war and desperately hoped he would never have to, but if he had to guess this is what the medical tent would look like, but a thousand times worse. It was chaos everywhere. Nurses and doctors were scrambling to help patients and figure out what was happening to them. Patients were screaming in pain and confusion as their bodies transformed into disfigured messes. Virgil covered his mouth and ran back outside to throw up. He hunched over and puked out nothing but stomach acid.

Richie and Daisy followed him outside and rubbed his back. "Are you okay?" Daisy asked.

"I can't go back in there. I can't end up like that. Please don't tell me I'm going to end up like that."

"I don't think you will. I mean, you haven't gone all nightmarish already."

"Oh, this has to be the greatest day of my life." A voice called out sending a shiver down Virgil's spine. "First, I survive that nightmare last night to become new and improved. Now I get to finish what I started with you at the docks."

Virgil was frozen in fear. If he had to be honest he would have hoped that of all people, Frank didn't survive last night's incident. He would have been fine with him still being bedridden right now, but nope. He looked completely fine and was spouting some nonsense about being new and improved.

When Frank sparked a flame in his hand Virgil realized it wasn't nonsense he was spouting. He thought back to the victims of the gas back inside the hospital and realized that they were being transformed. It was like the gas was forcing them to awaken or manifest an X-Gene. "Come on, stupid legs. Move." He muttered to himself as he tried to command his body to get the hell out of dodge. He turned to see Daisy and Richie were in a similar state of fear. He hated his cowardice. He hated the fact that he was about to get his friends killed. The only thing he could move was his arms. He closed his eyes and thrust his arms forward in a poor attempt to block the flames for his friends. He could feel the heat, but he couldn't feel his arms or body burning. Virgil opened his eyes to see a shield of electricity projected from the palms of his hand. It was solid enough to block the flames and snap him and his friends out of their fear.

"Virgil..." Daisy started to say before Richie cut her off.

"Dude! You have powers!"

"I... I have powers." Virgil said turning his look of confusion into a confident smirk.
I'm interested!



Approved! I'm looking forward to the shenanigans of the Octopus and the Spider-Woman! Go ahead and move Gwen on over and you can start posting.
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