Morose

Rise of the Evos

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Scott Rydzynski

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Location: A Pastry Shop - Seattle, Washington
Interacting With: Gideon, Jace, Janelle, and Isley

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"Wow, Mother Nature really is a bitch," Scott said with a huge laugh as Isley demonstrated her powers. Sure, they were formidable and impressive - but that didn't mean he was going to pass up a chance to make an obvious joke, especially since the rest of these suckers seemed to not have a single funny bone in their bodies. Hell, he doubted they'd know what a joke was if someone hit them over the head with a funny bone until their skull cracked and they bled! He snorted slightly at the violent mental image. He also couldn't help but imagine how shocked these people would be to learn that he was, indeed, a father. He certainly didn't look the part.

He then raised a bit of an eyebrow - the kid wanted to call and confirm an appointment? He knew her name and where she worked, didn't he? Were gingers not allowed to use Google search? He figured it could have been rightful discrimination against those with a certain mutation in their genetic code that produced that crimson shade. "Shocked you couldn't remember an address if you have a phone number memorized," Scott said with an eye roll, picking on Jace for the sole purpose of irritating the kid.

The Wolves of Red Lake (Completed)

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Jenna Westbrook

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Location: 052 Forrester Drive

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Jenna nodded, absorbing all of the information her cousin told her. It sounded like a nightmare, but it all was falling in nicely with the other pieces of the puzzle she had uncovered so far. The Mayor had been killed by a hellhound and involved in Satanic practices - which involved summoning demons. She doubted it was an activity he would have done alone - it seemed like something he would have been introduced to. "What did the letter say?" Jenna asked. She then took into consideration what Robert had added, clarifying the mental image in her mind slightly. Whoever wrote the letter to the Mayor may have been possessed by a demon - the one that attacked Lydia's friend and killed him.

She then looked at the cat lover. "Werewolves are involved somehow," she said simply. She wasn't going to share exactly why she was asking questions about them - but after Declan's reaction to the silver mine and the strange symbols carved there, as well as the fact that the hellhound attack nearly framed a werewolf...It was all too much for Jenna to leave it as coincidence. "As for what I'm doing - I'm getting justice for the Mayor and then...Then I'm leaving Red Lake for good," she replied bluntly.

Hooked on a Feeling

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Guinevere Stark

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"Guinevere Victoria Stark, is that why J.A.R.V.I.S. couldn't generate those spreadsheets for me earlier?" Pepper asked sternly, giving Guin the full name treatment. It was the one thing however that didn't have its intended effect - as it always made Guin wonder what her dad would have named her, had he been given the chance. Maddie had just slapped on a ridiculous name for a baby, forcing everyone around Guin to find various ways to shorten it. There was a short period of time, according to Pepper, where they contemplated calling her Vera for short.

"Nah, that was because he was busy rendering some specs for me - since P.H.I.L. isn't fast enough to do that yet or intelligent enough," Guin quipped. "But to answer your question, Dad, the clear answer is Disney. We can stay at the house in Malibu for a bit, then maybe one of the themed hotels in the park? Oh and then L.A. is right in the middle of the two - I want to see if I can find Murder House from American Horror Story. Maybe run into Evan Peters lurking around, reliving the glory days before the show started to go downhill..."

"I dunno, buddy - the Hank Pym Award for Scientific Achievement sounds like a big deal to me..." Banner mumbled. He just wanted to let his son know that he was proud of him and that he cared about him, but with each passing day, he felt Lance grow a little more distant. He tried not to let it bother him, but he missed the way things used to be. Back when Lance had first come to live with him in New York, he'd be able to make his kid smile. All it took was running a reaction in the fume hood and letting him see crystals form. Banner would have given anything to be able to turn back the clock - to know that his son loved him as well again.

Hooked on a Feeling

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Guinevere Stark

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"See, when a normal person says dirty, they mean that the clothing is unclean - not a torn up scribbled all over disaster," Pepper pointed out. "It was getting to the point that her clothing was indistinguishable from the trash," she added with an eye roll. It never really was a big mystery where Guin had inherited her sense of style from - she dressed like Tony did on days when he was working. Pepper just wished her sort of step-daughter would wear something that didn't look like she'd pulled it out of a dumpster every once and a while. She then rummaged through the bags, pulling out a concert t-shirt. "See? Still her style, but it hasn't been cut to shreds yet."

"Yet - just wait till I find the next YouTube t-shirt tutorial I want to try out," Guin commented with a smirk. Pepper gave Guin a look and her smirk instantly started to fade. There were very few people who could get Guin to fall in line with just a stare. Most people could have held a gun to her head and Guin still wouldn't be able to keep a straight face. Pepper Potts just had that sort of effect on her.

Banner headed in from one of the adjoining rooms, having just gotten off the phone. He looked over at Lance, giving him a slight smile. "Hey, buddy...Why didn't you tell me you're getting an award?" he asked him softly. "Your science teacher just called..." he then explained, sitting down on the couch next to his son.

"Can Lance come with us to Disney, Dad?" Guin asked hopefully. "And would it be the one in Florida or California? Because I have strong opinions on which one is better and I can have J.A.R.V.I.S. throw together a presentation on the 1000 reasons to consider."

Hooked on a Feeling

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Guinevere Stark

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Guin had been out of Stark Tower for a few hours, as Pepper had agreed to take her to her doctor's appointment. She also had gotten her hair trimmed and Pepper had insisted on buying her some new clothes, as most of hers had grease stains on them from working in the garage. She also had taken to writing down important information on her jeans in sharpie, much to Pepper's displeasure. Her unofficial step-mother found it hard enough to understand why Guin would intentionally cut holes in her jeans as well to make them look more distressed.

She stepped out of the elevator with Pepper, waving at Lance a bit before going up to her father with a big grin. She showed him the report from the doctor with a bit of a flourish. "Boom! Clean bill of health - no repercussions or anything from the drug abuse. Plus, I got a sticker," she said, pointing to a little silver star she'd stuck on her nose. "So? Does this mean we get to do the family trip to Disney?" Guin asked. "Please, Dad? Please?"

"She has been clean for four months now, Tony," Pepper acknowledged, setting down the shopping bags. "Got her some clothes that don't look like a bear mauled them too while we were out."

Hooked on a Feeling

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Guinevere Stark

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Guin took off her roller skates, setting them aside. They looked a little beat up, but they had held together enough for her to help Lance take out as many of Hammer's rogue creations as possible. She was slightly curious as to who he had hired to design them, as she doubted that Hammer had done anything beyond ask for a killer robot. Of course, it also brought up a question about Project Ultron, but she decided to save that for another time. "Yeah, well...I guess being a badass runs in the family," Guin said softly, before giving her dad a hug. She had been getting a little better each day, to the point where the cravings had become few and far between.

Banner kept holding onto Lance, letting out another sigh of relief when he saw his son start to wake up. He wasn't sure how long a recharge period Lance had on his powers. It varied for Banner as to how long he'd be out after shifting back from the Hulk into human form. Sometimes, he wasn't unconscious at all - yet on other occasions, it could be hours before he woke up. It was another thing in life that he hoped Lance would never have to deal with - and probably another way Banner had failed him. He loved his son, but being a mutant in this day and age wasn't easy.

"Yeah, buddy, you did," Banner said softly.

"Can we go get Thai food? It's hard being an Avenger on an empty stomach..."

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Hooked on a Feeling

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Guinevere Stark

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Guin kept a firm grip on Lance, finding herself relatively alone amidst all of the destruction. However, even though she was wearing sunglasses at night, it didn't stop her from hearing and seeing the photographers flood in, taking pictures of her and Lance. They started to pester her with their usual questions - only this time asking what had happened to cause Hammer's robots to malfunction like that - and she was ready to flip them off and storm off. Instead, she thought for a moment. The cameras were never really going to leave her alone. "Justin Hammer showed gross negligence, attempting to steal Stark Industries designs - and it just goes to show how bad he is at even that, since his machines triggered on me and tried to kill me," Guin said. People already suspected the Starks of being mutants. She had herself angled so the cameras hopefully wouldn't catch images of Lance too much - hopefully not at all. She didn't want him to be exposed as a mutant to the world. It was like coming out - had to be done on his own terms.

"If you still have questions - you can...you can send them to a Stark Industries' rep. It's literally what their job is, so make them do that or they just get paid to play Galaga all day," Guin muttered, before using the skates to zip with Lance out of there. It felt weird. It had been the first time she had been able to really control the narrative. She came to a halt when she saw Banner and Tony, still holding onto Lance tightly but her arms were getting tired.

"Lance, buddy!" Banner exclaimed, taking Lance from Guin. He quickly checked his vitals and let out a sigh of relief. He just seemed to have worn himself out from using his powers that much. Guin took off the cheesy sunglasses and put them in her pocket, looking at her dad. She wasn't sure if she should expect a lecture or not. "...So, I think I'm definitely an Avenger now, since I just handled that for you."

Hooked on a Feeling

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Guinevere Stark

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Of the eight robots that Hammer had started off with, only three remained. One of the robots was missing an arm, while the other two had lost both arms and only had legs left. Guin bit her lip, glancing at Lance before she suddenly found herself transported to the icy world of Hoth. "It's okay, I got you!" Guin told Lance. She held onto him tightly, partially using him to keep the Archangels distracted. She skated back stage, grabbing up the large spool of extra rigging. She zoomed in a small circle around one of the support beams, tying the rope up.

"Just like in Empire Strikes Back!" Guin shouted to explain. The Archangels kept on moving towards them to follow and Guin took a deep breath, as she used the skates and the thrusters to weave in through their legs, holding onto the rope. The Archangels kept on trying to fire shots off at her and Lance, but each shot missed. Guin finished weaving through, eventually zipping over to another support beam and hooking the rope up to it. She then shot her and Lance as far away from the robots as they could get without leaving the stage area. Two of the robots stumbled forward and fell, exploding on impact with the ground. The last one was sparking heavily, but managed to avoid Guin's trap.

"...There's always one..."

Hooked on a Feeling

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Guinevere Stark

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"Safely? About 120 miles per hour, bit hard to navigate while wearing sunglasses and carrying someone. Max speed clocks in around 180 miles per hour, however," Guin explained. Her current strategy was to weave as much as she could, finding that the Archangels tended to predict that they'd move in a straight line. She was about to make a comment about how it was rampant homophobia when she saw Lance being a complete and utter badass. Sure, Guin knew that his mutant abilities were extremely powerful - of course, mutants in general tended to be incredibly strong compared to individuals with the same powers achieved by different means - but he was Lance. He was the boy she'd grown up with - the one she'd scared silly the first day they met by firing off a blaster.

"And that's a very good question..." Guin muttered. As she weaved, she got a good look at one of the Archangels. "Hey Lance - target what would be their upper chest. It looks like that's where the important circuitry is housed. If you hit that, I think it might shut them off...or maybe damage whatever told them to break Isamov's laws of robotics..."

Darke Magyk - Concluded

@KazAlkemi Looks good, move her on over! I will let you know when it's time to bring her in. May take 1-2 updates to get her in a good spot.