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In Avengers Academy: X of Swords ⚔️ → 1 day ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
@Achronum@Blizz@Forsythe@Kirah@PatientBean@Trainerblue192@KazAlkemi
Dusk - The Fair Court of the Everforge, Otherworld


Glimpse was alone in her position on the ground. Above her, Andy and Percy’s rapid descent suddenly slowed, as Dorian disappeared completely from view. The skateboard carrying the two children continued to zoom off towards the mountain, towards the Everforge. Marlena hovered in the wings nearby astride her own board. The ground beneath her feet shook, tremors spreading out like ripples in a lake, sand kicked up and obscuring her vision. Whether it was from the Baba Yaga transport crafted by Leah and Chase, or by the walking mountain, it was hard to say.

And suddenly, the ground burst beneath her feet.

Glimpse was knocked flat onto her back, a meaty paw pressed down firmly on her chest. The creature barked, short and breathy, almost the same sound as a dying kazoo. It was easily over five hundred pounds, somewhere between the size of a donkey and a horse, with thick, coarse reddish brown fur, tiny beady eyes, and a rodent-like face. A saddle was fixed to its back and atop it was its rider - garbed entirely in torn up robes and mended armor, their face obscured with wrappings and goggles designed to protect from both sand and the sun. The dwarf carried a spear, energy crackling as its tip, with a glowing purple gem affixed up near where the salvager gripped it.

“Seas síos, a dhuine!” the dwarf hissed, their words almost snatched away by the wind.

Four other salvagers popped out of the ground, their capybara rearing as they dug away the sand to breach to the surface. But with their compatriot having handled the first mortal they found, they set their sights on the bigger prize - the bigger threat. The capybara galloped forward, as their riders swung hooked chains in circles above their heads. They were dressed similarly to Glimpse’s opponent, well-loved rags and worn pieces of armor, spears secured over their backs with those same iridescent gems. The capybara circled the Baba Yaga transport, spreading out as to cover the four cardinal directions evenly, and they let the hooks fly with a flash of golden light. The hooks shot out with incredible speed, three of the four penetrating the base of Leah’s structure, while the fourth one went wide. The salvagers held onto the other end of their chains and continued to race around, ensnaring and tangling the shadowed limbs just like in an ancient mortal tale.

Meanwhile, the Everforge mountain had altered its course, walking straight towards the teetering Baba Yaga transport. The gap between the mountain and the rock was closing rapidly, currently at a distance that could be traversed by foot in fifteen minutes. The mountain quaked, a groan emanating out across the desert, as dozens of what looked like tiny black holes appeared, dotting its face. From these holes, projectiles came - projectiles that rained down upon the structure, kitchen sinks, ball bearings, scrap metal. They collided with the side of Leah’s structure and Chase’s legs, the compact sand giving way and leaving behind holes that were technically passable as windows. The stress from the capybara and the cables sent cracks through the base of the structure, and not everyone inside was unscathed from the projectiles’ hits.

Leah was knocked to the ground as a dumbbell collided with her head. Jean-Luc yelped, as the ground beneath him cracked entirely, and the goodest of boys was sent into free-fall. Vicky, Millie, and Sabine were all knocked to the floor as well, taking hits from an anvill, a bowling ball, and a bar stool respectively. A short sword had been about to collide with Ben, only for a last second intervention by Chase causing him to take the hit for his boyfriend, the blade sheathing itself in his stomach. Only Ben and April were left standing.

But the worst hit of all was Gideon’s, as a rod pierced through the sand walls and embedded its way into her chest, killing her instantly.

If action wasn’t taken immediately, everyone in the Baba Yaga transport would be falling with Jean-Luc soon.

The fliers outside didn’t fare much better. Not only did they have to dodge projectiles, but they had to dodge cannons. Like something from a video game, cannons with wings were chasing after them, somehow able to reload themselves as the onslaught of random objects continued. Danni, Amelie, Dorian, and Marlena managed to dodge the initial volley - but Andy and Percy weren’t as lucky. A knife shot out and nearly embedded itself in Andy’s thigh, her enhanced reflexes allowing her to shift away just in time. But Percy wasn’t able to dodge the bottle that cracked open over his head, the broken glass leaving cuts as mead spilled all over him, Andy, and the skateboard that was Dorian.
Percy Novikov

Location: Desert - the Everforge
Magic Items: Mystery watch from Agatha Harkness, Dorian sex bracelet, anti-touch ring
Otherworld Fit: Roman inspired traveling clothes, with the necklace, ring, and bracelet accessories


As Percy plummeted to the ground far below, he saw a series of increasingly bizarre things - Marlena, floating on a board, calling out for Dorian - Andy, flying somehow, lightning crackling all around her - Danni, flying alongside the baby dragon who definitely hadn’t been capable of flight earlier that morning - and the gigantic rock structure, briefly moving unaided before sprouting a pair of shadowed legs, barreling chaotically towards the mountain. None of it surprised him, though. When it came to his friends, the weird and the bizarre were to be expected. They came together and did unhinged things. That was Excelsior’s way.

The unexpected occurrence was something far more normal. Andy collided with him, failing to arrest his fall. His arms smarted from the impact, and she shifted around him in their drop, moving so that way she was beneath him, all the while offering apologies. It confused him for a moment - she’d tried to save him, why was she apologizing? - until it dawned on him, his eyes widening with realization. She was apologizing for touching him. She was apologizing for touching him and he couldn’t feel it, not really. His heart skipped a beat. Dorian’s birthday gift to him was really working, it was really dampening out the feeling of touch.

“Je suis d’accord, ne fais pas de tonneau! Et je n’ai pas neuf vies, c’est ridicule!” He didn’t realize he was speaking French - and with the stress of the situation, it would be some time before he would. Dorian shot towards them like a bullet, phasing at the last second as a horrific pair of hands gripped Andy onto the skateboard, the board began to glow purple, and then suddenly they were flying once more. His tail slowly stopped twitching, but he didn’t fully relax. Not really. He couldn’t feel the contact from Andy, but he had spent so long with touch being unbearable with almost everyone, it was stressing him out to have to maintain it even without the usual discomfort.

“Merci, Dorian. Tu peux me posséder ou créer Gémeaux si tu veux.” He very much appreciated the rescue, but he also didn’t want his boyfriend stuck in a skateboard… especially not Chase’s skateboard. He very much hoped for Dorian’s sake that he didn’t know who it belonged to, as much as it made Percy’s stomach churn. “Et merci, Andy. Je suis reconnaissant pour ton aide.”

He lifted his head, daring to look at the mountain they were rapidly approaching. It had changed directions, heading right for them now - and little black specks were coming off of it, swarming like flies. They came closer and closer, until he could identify them - until he could see cannons with tiny wings allowing them to achieve flight, as well as a rain of the most random projectiles he had ever seen, household objects flying straight towards them. “Attention!!” He tried to duck down to avoid a glass bottle, unwilling to teleport as he didn’t know why his last attempt had gone so poorly - was there an anti-teleportation field here in the Everforge? Was he just rusty? But he couldn’t avoid it, the bottle hitting his head and breaking, small gashes left behind by the glass that stung from the wind - that stung even more from the contents, the familiar scent of alcohol washing over him.

The universe was laughing at him.

He bit down on the inside of his lip to manage the stinging pain, only to then notice that the tails and ears weren’t the only cat-like features he had acquired. His canines were much sharper than they’d been. Great. Fantastic. Incredible.

“Il faut que nous arrêtions les canons.” He didn’t know any magic, which he assumed had to be part of how the cannons were flying in the air. But he could see two ways to disable them. They either had to find a way to create a blockage so the cannons couldn’t fire or they had to take out the wings, so they could no longer fly. He took a deep breath. “Attrapez-moi, s’il vous plaît.”

He carefully got up into a crouch, his heart pounding, and he leapt. For a brief few moments, time seemed to slow down, as he approached the arc of his jump. It felt like he was flying. Then gravity reasserted itself and rather than fall, he landed, straddling the cannon. It hurt like hell. Percy laughed nervously. His hand went to the sword on his hip, but he hesitated, staring at the anxiously fluttering wings. Maybe he could…

Percy tugged on the left wing. The cannon started tilting to the right.

He let go and it reasserted its course, going straight.

He grinned cockily. He could work with this.


April Kingston-Gray

Location: Desert - the Everforge
Magic Items: Kingston-Gray Bracelet, River Styx Water, Hair Dying Comb, Tote Bag
Otherworld Fit: Blue and grey tabard, white Darcy shirt, blue gloves, vambraces, brown trousers, black leather boots (steel toed), and the KG bracelet


Chase’s comment to them stung. So did Sabine’s. But infighting wouldn’t get them anywhere. Working together and building each other up had been how they’d won the Contest, had been how they’d survived Arcade - and it was how they were going to handle this, too. So rather than argue back, April just let them. But it also meant they had an apology to make.

“Shit, that’s really you in there, Vicky?” they asked, moving their hands down and sending the water back into the bottles. “Sorry for being jumpy - and like Danni said, we’ll find a way to get you back to yourself for sure! We’ll beat those frown lines off in no time. You seem okay on smile lines, though.”

Their set-up had definitely improved, at least. Leah had sent the rock airborne, zooming them along to catch up with the others so they could travel as a team. April braced themself for the inevitable rocky landing, and then Chase improved things even further, combining his powers… somehow, April couldn’t see outside… to make things easier on Leah - even with the lack of windows. So many people were standing right by the doorway, it was hard for April to really see outside.

But they didn’t need an unobstructed view to hear Danni scream as Amelie jumped over the edge. April’s heart accelerated to a painful pace as they rushed outside, twisting their body sideways to avoid bumping into Leah, Ben, and the others crowding around the doorway. They frantically looked over the edge, already debating if they could try to throw some water at Amelie to catch her in a bubble… only to see that the baby dragon was flying. They squealed in excitement, reflexively going to take out their phone to get pictures, only to remember it wouldn’t work in Otherworld. “Omg, it’s baby girl’s first flight!!!” It was a tragedy they didn’t have photos of it, but maybe Vicky would be able to send them some clips once they were back.

The dome started to shake, cracks forming through the ground. April froze. They’d gotten used to Leah making the ground quake, pretty much always with a warning that came in advance. “Uh, Leah, this is you, yeah? Or…” April hit the deck as a giant metal cylinder soared over their head, narrowly missing them, and instead crashing up against the dome, fracturing it further. The entire structure was swaying, as more household objects appeared out of nowhere, a vicious onslaught that showed no mercy for just about anyone. They scrambled to open up their water bottles, before pulling out all of what they had and throwing up an ice shield, hoping to protect the others from more carnage. It wasn’t large, just a few feet by a few feet, but they only had two liters on them. They positioned it right in front of Leah. If Leah went down, they’d all fall to their deaths. “I need more water, donations would be appreciated!” they called out to their friends.

They had turned their head behind them as they made the request, and their heart dropped into their stomach. A rusted metal pipe had sailed through the walls of the structure, and before Gideon could even react, it had impaled her. The girl stared at her own chest for a moment, dumbfounded. She opened her mouth to speak but only blood came out along with a strained gurgling. Gideon staggered forward, before collapsing to the ground, dead.

April screamed.

They’d never seen Gideon die before.

But unlike the near faint from Sabine’s body horror, they managed to keep themself standing, managed to keep the ice wall up to protect Leah from further harm. “Guys, what the fuck do we do for Gideon? Shit, we need Andy - do we need to pull the rod out of her or does she do that or… shit, shit, shit! Chase! JEAN-LUC! FUCK! SOMEONE SAVE THE DOG!”




In Camp Lava Lake → 1 day ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Location: Mario World
Skills: N/A
Nancy raised an eyebrow at Aster's auspicious choice of words. "A heart attack in my future? Well, shit. Here I thought this was for my health." She stole a fry back off of Zeke's plate and munched on it, before wiping her fingers off on a napkin. She reached into her pocket, moved her plate of food aside, burger only half eaten, and took her deck of tarot cards out of their case. She did a quick shuffle, a serious, intent look on her face. "I should check, then. See if you're right."

She pulled three cards, placing them face down. Then, one at a time, she turned them over. It was a simple three card spread, just looking at past, present, and future. Her jaw dropped. Her pulls were... well, for a reading about a burger, insane. All major arcana, no minor in sight. Shit. Maybe Aster was right. Maybe she would have a heart attack. The World, Temperance Reversed, and the Tower. "Any other predictions you want to give me?" she asked, an eyebrow arched. "The cards seem to agree with you that I'm in for a fucking grody ass time in a major way. The last time I pulled all major arcana, an annoying ass started hanging out at the record store all the time." Her eyes flickered over towards Demi.
In Strange Academy: Journey into Mystery → 1 day ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Location: Mikkail's Office -> Outside Ravoux's Hut
Grimoire: Wild Magic Surge
Skills: N/A
Wild Magic Build Up: triggers on a 1
He didn't like this situation at all. He didn't like how upset with each other everyone seemed to be. He just wanted his friends to be safe and get along - and he didn't understand a lot of the words that were being said, but he could understand the tone. Why were Cassie and Barty unhappy with each other? Why were Cal and Nicky Nicholas talking to each other like that? He didn't comprehend why even Connie was telling him not to trust Barty and to not take a deal with him. They were part of the same coven, they were sisters in witchcraft, shouldn't they all have faith in one another? Of course, her concerns about the deal killing him confused him, too. It didn't make sense to him. He wasn't the one in danger - he wasn't being stalked by some mysterious beast or hunter from the shadows.

He didn't understand either why the name Nicky was so dangerous, when Barty had used it so freely. But just as he liked being called Jacob - he really liked it when Connie had said it, it made his chest feel funny but in a good way, something warm and tingly and bursting - he would respect it if Nicky if Nicholas wanted to be called Nicholas instead. "I do want to protect him. It's why I'm here, I think." He didn't struggle as Barty gripped his arm, even as the chains broke and fell away. Jacob wasn't afraid as Barty began to chant, more mesmerized at the swirling golden energy, at the strange symbols that etched themselves into the floor. He'd have to tell Frankie all about it later when he was done with class. The necklace around his neck, pieces of metal with symbols etched onto them that he couldn't read, glowed as the magic concentrated on it - and then with a burst, the necklace had shifted and changed, becoming a collar. A pair of metal tags dangled from the front. "I'm sorry again if I did something that made you think I'd want to hurt anyone," Jake repeated softly, as the spell ended and Barty spoke his piece.

Connie had said he was dangerous because he couldn't control his magic. He remembered what Barty had told him the first day they'd met - that if he needed help, he just needed to ask and be willing to give him a favor. They were in the same coven, they were supposed to work together. And if learning to control his magic more meant that he would be less dangerous and Barty would be less afraid, he was going to study as hard as he could. The main problem keeping him from learning was that he couldn't read and his professor only sent written instructions, so he could only learn when Cassie was willing to teach him. "Is it my magic that's the problem? Would you help me learn to control it better? I don't know how many favors that costs, but I do really want to help people. I don't want you to be scared of me. Maybe you could help Cassie, too? Our teacher isn't here because he has a husband, I think, and that means he had to go away." He didn't fully remember what Professor Gray's explanation had been in the note.

He couldn't stay behind though, not with Nicky Nicholas preparing to escort Willow. He had just made a pact to protect him, so Jacob wasn't going to let him out of his sight. He'd have to figure out a way to keep an eye on both Cassie and Nicholas at night. It would destroy him if something bad happened to them. Same for the others. He made another note to ask Frankie if he had any ideas - maybe they could make something to help watch over people? Could they put eyeballs on everyone's doors? "I'll come with you, Nicholas! I have to protect you and I want to protect Cassie and Willow, too."

Jacob's eyes darted over to Nicholas, catching that similar expression from before, but centered on his collar... His cheeks flushed and he didn't know why, but he knew that he liked the way Nicholas was looking at him. He waited for the others to be ready to go, before Jacob opened up the door, doing a quick scan of the hallway. He didn't see any other threats, he didn't see any other students. It was completely empty, boring, and safe. "It's safe!" Jacob beamed. He repeated this the entire way out of the school and onto the grounds, insisting on checking ahead before everyone else, announcing it was safe, moving to the next location, and beginning again. It didn't occur to him at all that his technique could be annoying. But before long, the small group had made it to the grounds, where Ravoux's hut beckoned in the distance.

The exterior of Professor Ravoux's hut, a dwelling that doubled as her home and her study, was as chaotic as ever. Plants grew like wild around it, thick vines crawling up the walls and threatening to collapse the structure. Bells, feathers, knots, charms, and chalk sigils adorned whatever space the vines had not occupied, the ground littered with muddied boots, torn clothing, and empty jars. The small pond near it was filthy, more mud than water at this point, and the soft hum of insects indicated that Ravoux certainly did not live alone, that her roommates were pests and vermin.

"Is Professor Ravoux nice? What does she teach? Does she have a husband, too, that makes her go on vacations? Can she grow hands back? I bet Frankie can sew one onto you if she can't, we can go see if he's done with class after this, I think they were going to the... to the... I forget what it's called, but maybe he's back and we can get you a hand! Is it weird if we use Pedrito's hand? He has that one ready, I think. He would probably give it to you. And if he doesn't, I can ask him if I can owe him a favor, so he will. He's so nice. And his eyes are so warm."
In Strange Academy: Journey into Mystery → 5 days ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
@ZwagXerathYT Hi! We can chat here in the OOC - the tab you posted in is for active roleplay. To answer your question, this is for the Marvel fandom, drawing from the comics and early MCU. Unfortunately we are not accepting any new players for this RP.
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In Avengers Academy: X of Swords ⚔️ → 8 days ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
@Achronum@Blizz@Forsythe@Kirah@PatientBean@Trainerblue192@KazAlkemi
Dusk - The Fair Court of the Everforge, Otherworld


Percy Novikov

Location: Desert - the Everforge
Magic Items: Mystery watch from Agatha Harkness, Dorian sex bracelet, anti-touch ring
Otherworld Fit: Roman inspired traveling clothes, with the necklace, ring, and bracelet accessories


Percy paused as their surroundings shifted, the sand around them slipping and shaking as Leah created a large structure. While it lacked the detail of previous things she had made, it was still impressive - sand was notoriously difficult to manipulate, and with Sabine’s condition and their new location, the ability for Leah to focus through the noise was commendable. The desert they were in wasn’t flat and smooth - it sloped, with dunes and rises. He agreed with Leah - they’d be hard to spot from far away, and if bandits came close enough to see them, they would have found them even without the structure. And with Leah remaining here, she could shift the structure as needed, creating extra features on the fly.

His ear twitched as he was reminded that they’d found a better teleporter already. It had taken him a lot of effort to build his skills up to where he was now, to be able to move the group around great distances, but Leah was right. Chase would be able to find the others faster. They didn’t need him for that anymore.

“We can’t stay here too long. When the sun sets, the temperature will plummet. The shelter will help, but we need wood, coal, or some means of sustaining a fire beyond Danni constantly creating one,” Percy crossed his arms, as he answered Marlena. Her hoverboard, admittedly, looked pretty cool. But it was overshadowed by the end of Sabine’s transformation, as the pain and screaming stopped and she manifested… wings. On some level, he felt relieved. He wasn’t the only one who had changed. Vicky looked like she had forgone her skincare routine and aged a few decades, Sabine was now some form of fae, and he… was a cat boy, a miqo’te for lack of a better explanation. His cheeks reddened as she loudly proclaimed his kitty cat-ness to the others. “Yes, that seems to be the case,” he mumbled.

His suggestion to split into groups was elaborated on by Chase, with a proposed split being that April, Leah, Ben, Gideon, Chase, and Percy remain behind, while the others go on ahead. That… didn’t make complete sense to him, if part of the point was that Sabine wasn’t well enough to travel. Those not selected were mostly those who could travel quickly under their own power - but with Sabine well now, not enough to fly with those brand new wings but no longer in danger, he didn’t know how much the plan was necessary. If anything, one group could go in advance to treat with the mountain, while the other group moved more slowly - and if necessary, could mount a rescue operation should things go poorly. Similarly, he disagreed with Chase’s choice of names - largely because he doubted others in the group (Danni and Gideon) would be able to remember them. “Why don’t we just use our codenames? We’re all accustomed to them in Excelsior.” They’d even managed to largely use them during the Contest of Champions.

Dorian took his hand, and a moment later, familiar energy crawled across his skin. It cut through the small barrier provided by his ring as if it wasn’t there, until Percy felt Dorian’s telekinetic touch all around him. His boyfriend seemed almost hostile though, as he stressed Percy’s name, declared he was capable of deciding what he wanted to do, and then immediately decided for Percy that he was going. He didn’t mind, it was his preference - they were on an adventure, he didn’t want to be stuck behind at camp, not when it was his life ultimately on the line and his powers were useful for quick entrances and escapes. But still, the contradiction stuck out to him as Dorian flew them out of Leah’s structure and up into the setting sky.

He couldn’t blame him, though. The stress he felt around Chase wasn’t just mental, it dwelled in his body - he hadn’t known that his tail had been twitching while Chase spoke, only calming and stilling once they left the dome, hadn’t noticed how his heart rate began to race and now steadied, hadn’t been aware of how each muscle in his body had tensed, braced for a punch that had been thrown a thousand times before. Dorian must have just been worried, afraid that Chase was going to try to hurt Percy if he left him alone.

“I know,” Percy said softly, giving his hand a squeeze. “But I don’t think he wanted to hurt me by having me stay behind. He just likes strategy like you do.”

Dorian hadn’t slowed their flight, but even then, the mountain loomed in the distance. It was the largest mountain he’d ever seen, barren and made of dusty pinks and oranges with no visible vegetation, no signs of life. The legs were easily as tall as Stark Hall if not even taller, and with each step, gigantic clouds of dust were disturbed, small sandstorms generated along its path. The sand rippled around it from the tremors, so that large rings appeared around the footprints, new dunes and hills. It did not stop when the terrain became uneven, did not pause when it encountered rocks or debris - it crushed everything beneath it, flattening out and altering the landscape.

It had created the desert, Percy suspected. And if it found Leah’s structure, it would not alter its course. It would flatten it out, too. “The mountain will crush everyone if it gets close,” he muttered. They needed to be faster, then. So he took a breath, concentrating on the grip on Dorian’s hand, and focused on the mountain. He didn’t know what its interior looked like, but he could see it, he could get them closer - the blue energy built up in his hands, a matching pulse of light in his eyes, Percy felt his grip on time and space loosen, and for the briefest of moments, he could hear the rattling of chains, the indistinct chatter of nervous conversation, could smell the spices of a market place…

And then something repelled him, the energy he called up backfiring, as he and Dorian were blasted apart, and Percy began to plummet, falling from the sky like a rocket to the sand below…

“Dorian!”

April Kingston-Gray

Location: Desert - the Everforge
Magic Items: Kingston-Gray Bracelet, River Styx Water, Hair Dying Comb, Tote Bag
Otherworld Fit: Blue and grey tabard, white Darcy shirt, blue gloves, vambraces, brown trousers, black leather boots (steel toed), and the KG bracelet


The cave Leah had made for them all was kick-ass - although April did admittedly glance over at Danni and Ben, making sure neither of them were too freaked about it. Danni’s claustrophobia was better thanks to Ser Nemo’s training methods - in their professor’s words, it had been a liability that Danni needed to learn to face. So they weren’t too concerned for their brother, but Ben didn’t have that sort of experience and he hadn’t done well with the ice structure the day before. He seemed okay though, having moved over to the entrance. “Mm, nah, not the heat - I tend to run pretty cold, although I’ve been feeling kinda warm lately, so maybe it actually is the heat?” April shrugged at his question. It was probably just how frightening and disgusting Sabine’s transformation had been.

Not that there was anything frightening and disgusting about her now. She looked… incredible.

April bit their lip. Sabine looked more than incredible. Her hair was sparkling, her eyes were a deep pink, and the wings… God, those wings… They had to force themself to look away, to stop from staring at their ex-girlfriend like they wanted to eat her. She’d already been hot. Now… April swallowed. And tried their best to refocus.

“Marlena is hella good at getting adults to do what she wants - she got Pym eating out of her hand,” Gideon chimed in. “And spooked the hell out of Wanda. So dwarves should be easy.”

April’s eyes flickered back again to Sabine’s wings. They looked so delicate, and the patterns on them were so beautiful, just like a butterfly… How would they feel beneath their fingertips? Would they feel like silk? Could Sabine wrap them around herself and someone else - could she fly with them - could she…

“Erm, yeah, I can stay behind on guard duty!” April was flustered as they dropped their bag to the ground, fishing out the batons and the water bottles. They went to tuck the batons into their pockets, only to find that the outfit was severely lacking in them, so they moved them to be sticking just out of the bag, just in case they ran out of water and the fight was still ongoing. Despite Leah’s ideas about April branching out into blood, they weren’t ready to start experimenting with that. Dorian left with Percy and a moment later, the ground beneath them started to shake. April immediately suspected that it was the mountain - as cool as the dome was, it did mean they couldn’t see where the moving mountain was headed and if it had suddenly decided now was a good time to get into soccer - but thorny vines burst up instead, ensnaring Chase, Marlena, and Andy. Their eyes widened. Were these from the bandits Glimpse had mentioned? Did plants just attack people in Otherworld? Did…

Sabine did this??

April did a double take. Not only was Sabine now a fairy, but she was a fairy capable of tying people up…

Their face turned bright red at some thoughts that entered their mind. Maybe it really was a Papa era. Something was stirring inside of them that hadn’t been there before.

Fortunately Danni had recovered enough to help free Marlena, as April’s brain was fully short circuiting. He’d been able to touch Sabine’s wings. Could they…? Nope. Nope nope nope. Absolutely not. The heat was getting to them. That was all. They cracked open the water bottle designated for drinking and took a swig.

“Erm, Dori and Percy left - went off to the mountain to get help for Vicky. Vicky is… I thought I heard her go outside with Chase, but…” They looked around the room. Chase was here. But Vicky… Vicky was nowhere to be seen.

And there was an old blonde woman they didn’t recognize.

Their eyes widened and immediately, April threw up water around them, little spheres centered on their hands. “Who the hell are you?!” If they didn’t get an immediate answer from the intruder, they were going to blast the hell out of her. Sabine was injured and not everyone in there could fight, and with Percy and Dorian and Glimpse and Andy gone, they weren’t at full strength. April hadn’t fought with the newcomers before, either, so they were only confident in the skills and abilities of Excelsior.

“Isn’t that Glimpse?” Gideon shrugged, but she drew her sword anyway, just in case.




In Camp Lava Lake → 9 days ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Location: Mario World
Skills: N/A
Nancy's appetite returned to her the moment she set her eyes on the burgers. It was one of her comfort foods, something that they'd always had growing up, a giant bag of patties in the freezer that they could break out for any meal. Her stomach growled as she took in the platter in front of them, more than enough for each of them to eat their fill. "You sure you're not a private chef or something?" she asked. "This is pretty rad, man. Thanks." She grabbed a plate and opened up a pair of buns, before piling high onto the bottom bun four patties, each oozing with cheese. She was about to cover them in a liberal amount of ketchup and mustard, before her eyes fell on the hot sauce from breakfast. Nancy lathered the patties in hot sauce, but she didn't close it yet.

Instead, she grabbed herself a decent amount of fries, and forced a small handful on top of her small tower of cheesy, hot meat, and then put the other bun on top. Just like she used to eat as a kid. She took a seat down next to Aster, side eyeing his choice for a moment - honestly, she was surprised he ate meat at all, he seemed like a veggie type - before taking a big bite of her burger. It was exactly what she needed.

In Strange Academy: Journey into Mystery → 11 days ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Location: Mikhail's Office
Grimoire: Wild Magic Surge
Skills: N/A
Wild Magic Build Up: triggers on a 1


Jake didn’t resist as chains sprung up around him, manacles materializing around his wrists and legs, and a collar at his throat. He was immobilized, trapped in place as sigils danced at his feet - and all he could do was stare at the magic in wonder. Barty was incredible. Breathtaking, even. He’d seen people cast spells before at Strange Academy, but never anything like this. It was like - Jake didn’t know what it was like. He’d never witnessed anything on this level before. What else could this wizard do - what other miracles could he craft?

The bewildered smile faded from his face though as the prettiest boy he’d ever seen yelled at him. He opened his mouth, about to explain that no, he didn’t understand - all he had done was help someone, he didn’t know why Barty was mad at him. What was the infraction? What was an infraction? But the boy continued on, anger lacing his words, and Jake felt smaller and smaller the more he spoke. He thought he wanted to harm Nicky? It didn’t make any sense to him. All he’d ever done was try to protect others - he’d kept Nicky from being crushed by the dragon on their first night, and as much as he felt Cassie had called him here, he was here to keep everyone else safe, too. There was something wet in his eyes. He couldn’t wipe them with his hands bound, so he blinked to try to clear them, and the wet shifted to his cheeks, trailing slowly down his skin.

But there was a dueling sensation to the smallness, as Nicky circled him, the chains clinking where the other prettiest boy in the world walked. He tried to get a sense of Nicky too, to see if he was upset with him, to help him to understand what he’d done wrong… but there was an expression on Nicky’s face he’d never seen before. And something inside of him felt warm when he caught his eye, something that sent sparks through him as those long, delicate fingers brushed the skin under his shirt, something that burned. But it burned in a way that felt good. And as soon as it was gone, as soon as Nicky ventured over to Cal, its absence strangely ached.

What was happening to him? What was this feeling?

He opened his mouth again to ask, only to again be cut off as Cassie forced her way on over, standing between him and Barty. She seemed… protective? Why? He didn’t understand as she yelled at Barty, as she told him he was condescending, that someone who made such beautiful spells with such ease somehow wasn’t able to be part of this, as she informed Jake that Barty didn’t have his best interests at heart. But all he wanted was assurance that Jake wouldn’t hurt his brother and Jake would never hurt Nicky or Barty, so what harm was there to him? And the pact wasn’t with Barty, it was one for Nicky. Cassie hadn’t said anything about Nicky.

“I don’t know what I did. I thought I was helping. I just want to help protect everyone. Would you tell me what I did wrong? I don’t want to hurt anyone. I don’t want to hurt Nicky. I like Nicky a lot. I kept him safe when the dragon tried to hurt him the first night, I helped him with his plants, I held his hand at dinner. I like him almost as much as.“

“If it would help him to make this pact, then I’ll do it. I’d never hurt him.”
In Camp Lava Lake → 12 days ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Location: Mario World
Skills: N/A


Nancy had slept like the dead. Seizures always drained her, and the nonstop labor they performed at the camp had only further depleted her energy. By the time she woke up to Em telling her it was time for dinner, she was feeling groggy but recharged. And had it not been for her stomach growling, she probably would have just continued to sleep. It was still light outside, but that had never stopped her before. She slid out of her bunk, kicking her shoes back on without bothering to untie and retie them, adjusting the angle of her foot until they slid on completely. She ran one hand through her hair to try to smooth it out a little, to make it look a little less like she'd just slept on it. And then she left the cabin, yawning as she walked to the main cabin where the mess was.

She had her tarot cards in her pocket. She had a feeling that some of the other 'criminals' would want a reading once Dobbs was gone. It could be some light fun, at least. She entered the main cabin and glanced around, seeing that most of the others were here already. Nancy waved at Zeke, very clearly a greeting of hello, I am in fact not dead.
In Avengers Academy: X of Swords ⚔️ → 12 days ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
@Achronum@Blizz@Forsythe@Kirah@PatientBean@Trainerblue192@KazAlkemi
Dusk - The Fair Court of the Everforge, Otherworld


Gideon whistled appreciatively as Marlena transformed her skateboard into a sled. It reminded her of a really old, bad movie she had seen - where a girl had slid down sand dunes on a piece of metal. “I call dibs on going second.” Her voice was joyous, but it didn’t quite reach her eyes - not that anyone could tell behind the shades. She dropped her bag down to the ground, quickly reaching through it before pulling out the emergency blanket, the tarp, and her medical kit. “This’ll be more comfortable for her than a jacket for the stretcher. If we have to move her, then we have to move her.”

She regretted slightly some other items weren’t in her go bag. They were banned from the school, though, so as much as she wanted to offer Sabine something strong for the pain, she didn’t have anything. But she was tough. Gideon didn’t doubt that she could bear whatever fire was coursing through her. And she knew from experience how much something like this hurt, the feeling of having her bones snap under her skin and rearrange themselves. She hadn’t come by her powers easily.

@Forsythe: There is no great change in Vicky’s overall condition. She hasn’t improved, but the deterioration seems gradual and slow for the moment. Wearing the bracelet causes no change in Sabine.

Percy Novikov

Location: Desert - the Everforge
Magic Items: Mystery watch from Agatha Harkness, Dorian sex bracelet, anti-touch ring
Otherworld Fit: Roman inspired traveling clothes, with the necklace, ring, and bracelet accessories


Percy’s face burned hotter than Danni’s flames as Dorian eagerly rushed over to him, his hands finding their way to Percy’s ears and cheeks, looking every bit like a mysterious, enigmatic wizard of the wood. He hated having his cheeks pinched, no matter who was behind it - usually his mame, Naomi, but from time to time Dorian. “Dorian, sto-” He started to pull away from the touch, only to freeze at a dueling sensation, at warm, pleasant vibrations emanating down from his head. The soft euphoria swept throughout his body, his eyes partially closing as he gave into the simple bliss. He should have been angry and upset, should have been frantically finding a means to undo what had happened to him, should have been reminding everyone, Dorian in particular, that he was still a person, even with these new features.

But it felt incredible having the back of his ear scratched.

It was like all the tender care and affection of a snuggle on a cold winter’s night. It was like the buzzing sweetness that covered his body after a deep kiss. It was like the joyous thrill of dancing in air, his feet never touching the ground. It was all of these things and more, amplified a hundred fold.

“Airplane mode?” Percy repeated back to Dorian, his head clearing again as his boyfriend’s fingers left his ears. “I don’t think we have cell phone signal here, airplane mode doesn’t seem necessary to enable. As for Gemini… maybe we would have one cat ear? I don’t know if this is permanent, I’m assuming it’s some odd effect Otherworld is having on me and…”

Percy had been about to say and no one else when Sabine began screaming.

Immediately, their group was a frenzy of action, each move punctuated by Jean Luc’s terrified barks. Gracious light. He wasn’t sure if the name fit. Leah was scrambling over Sabine, Vicky had thrown a med kit, Andy had gone to help, and Chase had wisely pointed out that they couldn’t move Sabine without knowing her condition. His eyes followed as Chase obtained a pair of ice binoculars from April, before clambering up a set of shadowed stairs. He lost his balance and fell, and for a brief moment, Percy could’ve sworn… His gaze shot back over towards Dorian, enamored with the full sized dog in his arms, not even struggling under his weight. It must have been his imagination.

“Instead of announcing our location to the entire desert and multiplying our problems, half of the group can fly or teleport. Some of us remain here to defend Sabine, the others can go ahead to the mountain and ask for aid.” He assumed that was Glimpse’s intention. From her warnings, however, they would need to trade for this help. He lacked valuables on him, the only things of meaning and significance he had were things that were priceless to him and trash to another.

He frowned, as another thought occurred to him. “How long will this transition last?” Sabine’s sudden revelation as part fae was surprising to him, but not shocking. He had never spoken to her about her family, about her past. They didn’t have that sort of relationship - he knew as little about her as she did about him. All he knew was that she was French and came from considerable wealth. But if they did not need to trade for aid for Sabine, it would help them to keep what slight resources they had. Perhaps Gemini could try the trick with the teacup on her, but in reverse - force time to accelerate for Sabine and no one else…

Percy crossed his arms, as he surveyed the rest of their party, more so looking beyond to see if there was any disturbance in the sands, any looming threats on the horizon… only to blink as he saw Amelie. She hadn’t been that big before, right? She looked as big as Jean Luc now, no longer the size of a pup. And then he saw Danni - and saw the vomit staining the ground. His stomach clenched and his ears flattened out.

April Kingston-Gray

Location: Desert - the Everforge
Magic Items: Kingston-Gray Bracelet, River Styx Water, Hair Dying Comb, Tote Bag
Otherworld Fit: Blue and grey tabard, white Darcy shirt, blue gloves, vambraces, brown trousers, black leather boots (steel toed), and the KG bracelet


Their adrenaline had already been pumping from the start of a new journey, a new adventure - excitement and joy and curiosity filling them. But as April heard Sabine scream, the adrenaline curdled into horror. They spun around to look at their ex-girlfriend, writhing on the ground as her skin rippled, the impressions of her bones sliding up against it. It reminded them of when someone had started seizing at the clinic her Pops practiced at, all of her limbs moving as if possessed. He’d told them then how important it was to not move the patient, that they needed to make sure the area around them was clear so they couldn’t hurt themself, but otherwise not to touch them. They’d been proud of themself then, proud that they’d been able to watch without fainting, without getting sick.

But it was easier to watch a stranger convulse than a loved one. Especially when the stranger’s bones had stayed in place.

Fortunately for April, their attention was dragged away from Sabine and towards Chase, as he asked them to make him some binoculars. They hadn’t really done a lot of focus yet on generating ice in specific shapes, despite a certain sibling begging for custom ice sculptures in the dorm room, but their ice generation and control had come along way. They unscrewed the cap on their water bottle and concentrated, pulling out the water and holding the shape in their mind - just a pair of connected tubes with ice at the end as lenses, that was all. They preened as they did it, handing the binoculars back to Chase with a sense of victory.

His apology a moment later continued to distract them from Sabine’s horrifying condition, as they weren’t really sure what he meant. Ben didn’t seem to understand either. They thought they’d been clear the night before with everyone, and while they couldn’t remember if they’d told Chase explicitly, they’d told Ben and Danni already knew. They were Chase’s boyfriend and bestie, so April thought they would have said something to him at the very least. Still, it didn’t come across as transphobic or anything, more well meaning but misguided. “Thanks, man - I’m actually not a girl, and yeah, like Ben said, they/them pronouns please. Just they/them, not they/she or they/he or anything else. Oh! And yeah, my name is April - Rillie’s, like, a special family name, so I’d prefer to keep it to, like, my dads and brothers for now.” They liked their name. It was one of the few things they still had left from their birth family - the only thing, really.

April took the binoculars back from him, about to turn them back into water so they could put the water back into their bottle to conserve it, only to catch another glimpse of Sabine in the ice - and this time, they couldn’t redirect their brain in time. They swayed on their feet, all the blood leaving their head, as their consciousness lapsed - only Chase grabbing their shoulders kept them upright.

“Erm, sorry - thanks again!” April’s cheeks were pink. They hadn’t been out long - just long enough to miss Glimpse’s explanation of what was happening to Sabine. They took an unsteady step forward, before remembering what they’d been doing and they turned the ice back into water, safely depositing it back into the bottle - some of it hit the sand, but the majority made it safely through. They left the lid slightly cracked, just in case.

“Leah - let me know if there’s anything I can do to help?” they then called out. They didn’t want to crowd Sabine - but they’d do what they could, even if what was happening to her made them faint again.

At least they hadn’t puked like their brother. “Hey, Danni - if you aren’t sending up a signal or rushing off like Percy suggested, maybe Amelie could use some cuddles right now? It’s a new place and she’s… holy fucking shit she’s HUGE what did baby girl eat????”


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