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STATUS: Two 4+ year long RPs completed within 20 days of each other - now THAT'S what we're talking about! 1 yr ago
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1 yr ago
Current Two 4+ year long RPs completed within 20 days of each other - now THAT'S what we're talking about!
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1 yr ago
Congratulations to the cast of the Gifted, we just finished our RP after almost four years! Excelsior!
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4 yrs ago
It's official - accepted an offer and I am going to grad school next year! :) #DrMorose
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4 yrs ago
Congratulations to the Gifted for hitting 500 IC posts and to Darke Magyk for completing the RP! Excelsior!
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4 yrs ago
I graduated from college today~
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Bio


Age: Mid 20's
Birthday: May 15
Ethnicity: Irish & English American
Pronouns: She/Hers
Major/Minor: Chemistry
Occupation: Graduate Student
Languages: English, French
Current Bio Theme: Beelzebub / Good Omens
Previous Bio Themes: Lorna Dane; Sylvie Laufeydattir; Ahsoka Tano; Harley Quinn; Mood Board / Wanda Maximoff; Bernadette Rostenkowski; Fiona Goode; Sally; Scott Lang; Felicity Smoak; Nico Minoru; The Frost Triplets; Gertrude Yorkes; Violet Harmond; Clint Barton; Lorna Dane; Selesia Upitiria; James March; Tony Stark; Olivia Moore; Harley Quinn

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In 🦄 Soulless Regency - Merged With T.S. → 5 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Virginia Crypt
Location: Gretna Green
Skills: Deduction
Virginia calmed ever so slightly, as logic kicked in and deductive reasoning told her that the Circus wouldn't have sent her that wolf. It hadn't been the exact same sort as the ones they had used during their shows - and the Circus adored animals. They wouldn't have done something so horrific as to flay one. Her instincts were telling her that the wolf was meant to lead her to the Circus, rather than being sent by them. Yet with the implicit threat it made on her brother's life, she was still worried... The Circus would protect James, she knew it. But now, she was beginning to wonder if whomever made the threat had wanted James to go there.

Her vision clouded for a moment and Virginia blinked slightly, assuming that it was just from all of the heightened emotions and that her body was ready for a good cry. "She is walking her new adventure now," she said softly, a sad smile on her face. She missed Mary dearly, yet she had no doubt that Mary was enjoying an afterlife filled with excitement and riches at the moment. However, the smile faded from her face as Bazhooli told her who he was in mourning for - Ludwig. She had not known him very long, but she had felt a kinship with the man. They could have become great friends one day. She nodded slightly. "... Thank you for telling me," she said softly. "I did not know him very long, but... He will be dearly missed. The Dark Mother will watch over him, I am sure."

Hearing that Millicent was so close by, Virginia was tempted to abandon everything and pursue her. But Millicent was with Elizaveta. She would be fine for now. Ludwig, however, needed this ritual to be performed. "I would be honored to assist you, Great Bazhooli," she told him. She then turned her attention to Ny, wondering how he was taking this news.
Maeve Brennan
Location: House Kirkpatrick
Skills: N/A
Maeve nodded, taking the ring from Lady Kirkpatrick. If they were going to send any correspondence back to her, either Colette would need to write it or they would need to find someone who could take a dictation from Maeve's words. She didn't really care for either option, as she imagined that the information would most likely be sensitive to Lady Kirkpatrick's interests. Of course, with either option she could send a message with a bit of coded and veiled information to it. Maeve's mind finally decided on that being the best option. A haze then appeared in front of Maeve's eyes and for a moment, she was worried she was about to go blind. It would end communicate between her and her daughter if that was the case.

"Aye, m'lady," Maeve confirmed, giving a slight curtsy to Lady Kirkpatrick. However, then Colette asked if a Soulless had done something - and given that Lady Kirkpatrick had rubbed her eyes, Maeve's sight was hazy, and now Colette was experiencing something as well? Her intuition told her that it was something terrible on the horizon. Though even knowing that - Lady Kirkpatrick wasn't dumb - she had told them to go and so they would. She headed outside and got into the carriage, letting the driver know to take them to Gretna Green as fast as possible. She then settled in and looked at Colette for a moment, before giving her a slight smile. "What is next for yer, if I may be so buld?" Maeve inquired.
In Agents of SHIELD - Concluded → 5 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

@BlueSky44@Kirah@Nallore@FantasyChic@Jasonhero
New York Sanctum - New York: July 15th, 2021 - 7:40 P.M.
The Brilliant Minds - Left Side of the First Floor...

Banner nodded at Niah's train of thought, not finding any issues with the reasoning. It was more or less consistent with what he knew about quantum physics, though he remembered once Tony complaining and chucking a quantum physics book across the room because fuck it, quantum mechanics has more plot holes than a Disney cartoon! He smiled sadly at that thought. He missed his best friend. This could be a way to bring him back - to bring them all back.

Shuri couldn't think of any inconsistencies with the proposal either. Of course, there was a small problem. "We need to go to Wakanda and get more vibranium, to build the machine," Shuri explained, before giving Cass an estimation of how much they would need. They needed at least ten cubic meters, maybe more. The vibranium they had left in the Sanctum wasn't enough and it was used to make her suit - and of course, the Frisbee of Liberty (Cap's shield) was rolling around the Sanctum somewhere. "The three of us, we could go retrieve some," Shuri reasoned. They'd just need to ask Doctor Strange for a sling ring - or for him to be so kind as to transport them there and back personally. Of course, there was a risk they'd never came back if they left the Sanctum. Ultron had killed so many of their loved ones already.

"Alright, let's see what sort of device we can come up with and create," Susan Storm said, nodding her head with what Niah had said.

Bonnie thought for a moment, looking at Niah. "Which came first - the chicken or the egg?" she posed. "Or in our case... the apocalyptic crisis or the post card from the past? I think we're in a loop of sorts and that post card, it might be the key to getting out of it..." She thought back to what she remembered from her S.H.I.E.L.D. history, and she knew this was around the time that Dr. Pym left S.H.I.E.L.D. Sci-Tech had been trying to replicate the Pym Particle and weaponize it, causing the rift between Pym and his colleagues. "From what I'm thinking... the only way to succeed is to follow that post card's instructions - your future or really past self knows how this all ends and I imagine she would have warned us if it wouldn't fix things..."

Neither Banner, Shuri, Susan, or Bonnie had heard Strange's remarks about the Time Stone, as they had been too mentally focused already on this task - the conversation on the other side of the room with the other group was largely background noise at this point. Banner's head shot up at Roman's question. "The Time Stone... It's one of the Infinity Stones - one of those things that Loki used to unleash hell on New York," he explained, taking off his glasses and cleaning them on the end of his purple shirt. Even when he put them back on again, there were still smudges and he sighed, repeating the process and ultimately making it worse.

The Muscles Brigade - Right Side of the First Floor...

"He may be machine, but Ultron's ego is too big for him to see a pesky little virus as a threat," Scarlet Witch snapped, rolling her eyes slightly at them. When Maria asked if she could borrow her power, Wanda made a face - as if Maria had just offered to eat dog poop on live television and asked if Wanda would like to be included as well. "Tempting, but no. My gifts are mine alone."

Raynor nodded curtly at Tinley. He hoped the group dealing with traveling back in time managed to pull things off - but it was a dangerous thing, having hope. If it didn't work out and the world was stuck like this... then he would have just failed a second time to keep Sparky safe. Mr. Dibbles seemingly was too tired to really care as Goose sat down on top of him, and the little turtle closed his eyes, deciding he might as well try to get a nap or something.

Doctor Strange hesitated for a moment, before pulling what looked like a modified sling ring out of his pocket. "Clearly envision where you wish to go and trace a circle in front of you. I've attached a charm that enhances magic to the sling ring, so that way even... well, even you can use it," he quipped, a bit of an asshole but that was normal for him. He then made his way over to the brainiacs, knowing that they would have more questions for him about the Time Stone.

"Ready when you are, boss," Captain Marvel told Tinley with a nod. She never changed out of her combat attire. "I say the plan is we get in, punch the crap out of anyone there, and get back here." Her plans were more of the let's just kick ass variety. Spider-Gwen nodded in agreement. "Sounds good to me!"

Wanda sighed slightly. She had worked with the Brotherhood long enough to know that plans were essential. "The virus should be kept in their Research and Development Lab in the old X-Factor wing of Serval Industries. I do not know what sort of security is still there, but... Well, as Marvel said, we can kill anyone who stands in our way."
In 🦄 Deeper Than The Sands - Merged With T.S. → 5 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Gene Benaszewski & Nora Kingston
Location: Athribis
Skills: Pattern Analysis, Cryptography, Mathematics, Decipher hieroglyphics, Acute Observation
At Lauren's admission that their exact sort of scenario scared her, Gene snorted slightly. "Then this must be a really horrible vacation for you," she commented. She didn't see any noticeable traps or trip wires or anything of the likes around them, so it seemed to be safe enough to keep on moving. Her gut also told her that Belladonna was fine, probably just on a different level or something of the sort in these ruins. Belladonna's family never was the sort to just die easily - though Gene couldn't say the same for the Lord Major's family tree. She then glanced at the Lord Major, as he asked for them to hang back and try to figure out what had happened with Belladonna.

She was pretty certain that the Lord Major had a crush on Belladonna. "Alright, and how do you suggest we do that?" Gene asked him. "Jumping into the hole isn't going to help. I already did a bit of a test and it is deep. If you have a rope, we could lower someone down there to get a better look," she explained. Gene was on vacation and she didn't really want to take charge in this situation, but it seemed like she might as well have to at this rate. "Of course, what would you secure the rope to in order to lower someone down there? It isn't like this place is the most stable, so there's nowhere to hitch it that wouldn't risk another disaster on our hands." She huffed slightly. "If you'd like, I can do a reading to see if she's still alive - you'd be surprised how accurate tarot can be when you do it properly."

Meanwhile, Nora was examining the markings that Mahendra had pointed out to her. While she didn't understand their exact meaning, she was able to piece together a rough pattern from them - directions were being pointed to different points. It reminded her a bit of the maps that were pasted onto the walls of buildings, in order to help visitors locate the various offices and the like inside. She started to scratch down more and more notes on this, hoping to put together a map of sorts - or at least more of a guide as to their situation. "These markings are giving directions," Nora explained, looking at Mahendra for a moment.

"If I continue this process as we go... Perhaps I will be able to create a map of sorts, which would help us when we decide to leave this underground..." her voice fell silent for a moment, thinking on the Belladonna situation. Maybe they would be able to find her final resting place, using this guide. She didn't know if someone could have survived a fall like that. The Lord Major only survived thanks to his clothing getting caught, and she had seen how exhausted everyone was after trying to get him back up. While there was a chance that Belladonna was still alive, she felt that the probability of it was low. "... I don't know if she could have survived such a fall," she told the Lord Major quietly.

In 🦄 The Paradoxical Emendation - Merged With T.S. → 5 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Andromeda Aldrich
Location: Ville au Camp - Outside the Gate -> Babylon Fortress, Cairo, Egypt
Skills: N/A
At Giouse's little putdown, Andromeda's head swiveled in his direction for a moment. She had half a mind to say the same exact thing back at him, next time he and Gilbert were out of their depth. After all, Giouse had been the one to suggest that they all get a good night's rest before going to deal with the impending apocalypse. Had they followed his advice, they all would have been dead - and Andromeda really did not want to die again for violating the laws of spacetime. Gilbert gave a bit more of an idea as to where exactly they were going - where Peter died. At least they had Bart with them, as Andromeda recalled he had some sort of healing ability.

She hesitated slightly as James asked her to fill him in later on where exactly she was from. Belladonna had told her that her ties to her past life, if she couldn't move on from it, could bring danger to everyone around her. "Alright," she then said, smiling a bit at him. "But I think we will need a lot of booze for that - and I am very interested in learning about where you're from." It wasn't that all of her memories of her time were bad - just enough of them were that having some alcohol would definitely help to take the edge off. Of course, she had to wonder if they would both be alive by the time they got some breathing room.

In terms of self defense... Andromeda's thoughts flickered towards her hands and the plague inducing touch they were capable of. She also could summon a bolt of lightning like Thor, she supposed, but she didn't have anything on her in the way of physical weapons. The entire thing with the Egyptian sun and heat was presenting a more concerning problem for her, though, due to her pale complexion. "Maybe it'll be late in the day when we arrive, so the sun is low," she said hopefully, before going through the portal with the others.

She found herself in an old fortress structure of sorts - thankfully indoors. The problem with the sun wasn't there for the moment. Her vision had cleared when she arrived, as the odd haze was gone... And then it was back again. Was it following them? Was it somehow... connected? "If you're on an attire run... I would very much appreciate something that keeps the sun off of my skin," she told Peter.

In The Gifted - Concluded → 5 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
@Nallore@FantasyChic@BlueSky44@Achronum@Trainerblue192@KazAlkemi
Washington D.C.: September 8th, 2020 - 2:00 PM
Frost International HQ - Downtown Washington D.C.:

Emma gave Requiem a sweet yet clandestine smile. "You flatter me, dear," she said, giving him a slight wink. She went back over to the elevator and used her credentials, overriding it and sending it back down to the first floor. A few annoyed employees reluctantly got off and realized they'd have to wait to use it. No one kept their job if they argued otherwise with Emma Frost. "Today truly has been a day for the unexpected, hasn't it boys?" Emma commented, entering in a passcode now on the inside of the elevator.

Once everyone was inside, the elevator went down, stopping eventually at a floor with no name. It was the secret sub-level dedicated to Hellfire Club activities. Shaw had also stored his sentinels here and ironically, he had been a major supplier of sentinels to O.M.E.N. back in its hay day. She stepped out of the elevator and gave them a slight smile. "Please take a look around."

It was a large and expansive room, filled with luxurious lounge furniture and advanced scientific apparatuses. There was a few prototype helmets of some sort on the couch at the moment, though their function was hard to guess from just looking at them. In the middle of the room, there were gigantic scuff marks on the ground, as if someone had moved something incredibly heavy and decided it was fine to just drag it along.
Sunshine and Spirit Box
Location: the Morlock Tunnels
Skills: Mediumship
None of the Morlocks so far had explained to those in the Mutant Underground what was going on and Erg had to wonder a bit as to how these people had gotten this far in life. Leighton he knew had a life of privilege and wealth, so it was a bit understandable for her to just waltz through the portal without even explaining why she was coming through. "We have come across some mutants who wish for shelter and training - and to potentially contribute to your cause," Erg told the Underground Leader.

The leader had wild curly brown hair and sharp, perceptive eyes. "It's been a while. You're looking good, Erg," the woman said. She gave a slight nod. "We'll take them in." Colossus replied to Jack's wave with one of his own, a bit of a hopeful expression on his face. Maybe he'd give him a call later, see if there was anymore news about his sister.

"Thank you, Veil," Erg nodded, seemingly knowing this person. How did they know each other, though? Erg didn't seem like the type to affiliate with the Mutant Underground. And the leader - Veil - had thought that the Morlocks were just a myth, so how? "The others will come along in a few hours... Goodbye, Ice Queen," he explained, before Blink closed the tare in reality, the portal shutting.

Grimlock's voice whispered into James' mind about a second later, having heard his mental thoughts about her: Rude!

Casper grimaced slightly as James asked if he would go visit at the Underground. "Willingly waltz into another manifestation of my dad's ego? No way in hell," he muttered. The Mutant Underground and the X-Men, they were both creations of his father, the world's most powerful telepath and award winning douchebag of a father. He knew that the odds of running into his father at a Mutant Underground cell was next to nothing, but he didn't care. The place would feel like his dad could show up at any moment and that wasn't something he wanted to sign up for.

"But coffee? I can do coffee," Casper gave him a grin at that, his mind already moving off from the topic of his father. Erg and Blink went off to go talk amongst themselves, leaving Tome and James free to work on the generators. There didn't seem to be an option of going back to get more materials - which made sense, given that they had nearly burned down a warehouse last time and Blink had other things to attend to.

Sunshine was feeling hungry already, so she made her way back towards where all of the food was kept. She found a bunch of packages of instant ramen noodles and squinted at the text. She wasn't completely illiterate - she had gone to preschool and had done some state mandated schooling at juvi. The simple words and sentences, things she was already expecting to see, those she could handle just fine. But the more she stared at the instructions on this tiny pack of ramen noodles, the harder it got. The letters looked like they were rearranging themselves and she let out a huff of frustration.

"...Water..." Sunshine whispered to herself. She knew that packaged noodles needed to be heated up. She ripped open the packaging, grabbed a bowl, and then dunked the bowl into the container of hot water nearby. She then plopped the brick of noodles in the bowl and stared at the seasoning packet. Shaking it slightly, she was able to tell it was some sort of powder, so she shrugged and opened up the packet, dumping the seasoning on top of the brick of noodles that was floating in what really was lukewarm water.

She hadn't washed her hands either and there was a bit of rat fur on the food, which she carefully plucked off and then wiped off on her clothing.
Veil
Location: The Mutant Underground Main Area - Washington D.C. Station
Skills: Leadership
Sunspot had calmed down slightly since Spark Plug asked if she was going to get burned, powering down and returning to normal. Negasonic had filled in Moonwalker on just how Cannonball was able to touch him - "Cannonball is a bomb, basically. It'd suck ass if he couldn't take a little flame," she had told him, while Erg and Veil had talked. "And it would be funny as shit!"

"Language, Negasonic!" Colossus had scolded nearly instantly.

Now, with the portal shut, Veil took a moment to assess their current situation. They needed to go and vet the information Glimpse had given to them, ensure that the others got a chance to vote on them going after the Hound program, and they had just taken in another mutant. Resources were low as it was but Veil wasn't going to turn away mutants who needed help, no matter who they were or what their powers were. Moonwalker was right though - the new girl, she had the same powers as Sapphire.

"Welcome to the Mutant Underground, Ice Queen," Veil said, mistaking the nickname Erg had called Leighton by for a moment to be her preferred codename of choice. "My name is Veil. You're welcome to stay here as long as you like - just let us know if there's any reason the police might be looking for you. We can also get you out of the state and send you up north to my native land, Canada, if you want to flee the country." She wanted to do right by this kid, but her mind was also going over what Glimpse had just told them - that Shaw had actively been wanting to meet with her. If people hadn't been suspicious of Glimpse before, then they would have all the more reason to not trust her now. Sapphire at least had started moving on to picking on Ice Queen and not Glimpse - which was a good sign, Veil hoped.

They'd need to do some rejigging as well of the plans. Erg had said that Ice Queen needed training - and there was an obvious candidate for helping her with those powers. They could take Ice Queen with them on the trip to gather information, but that would be a choice Sapphire and Ice Queen would have to agree on together. "Sapphire, I'd like for you to help Ice Queen here with training on her powers, if she wants that," Veil said, glancing over at her close friend. She shivered slightly from the drop in temperature. "And please don't raise the heating bill..."

Havok had his arms crossed slightly. He could practically smell the wealth on Ice Queen. He wouldn't have been all that surprised if she suddenly confessed an intimate connection to the Hellfire Club and mysterious information from Xavier as well. "Not to undermine the welcome wagon but... The others need to know what's going on," Havok pointed out.

Veil nodded in agreement. She turned to look at Negasonic, Cannonball, Sunspot, and Moonwalker now. "Glimpse here has information that Sebastian Shaw is hurting mutants - using them for an inhumane program of his - the Hound Program. Drugs them up and then makes them into weapons... We're taking a vote on whether or not to take him down. So far, everyone is in agreement."

"A chance to kill the dick who hurt Juliana? Sign me the fuck up," Sunspot chimed in, without hesitation.

"I'm in," Cannonball agreed, nodding his head.

Negasonic was playing on her phone again. "Not to be a joiner or anything, but sure, what the hell - sounds like fun."
In Darke Magyk - Concluded → 5 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
@Nallore@BlueSky44@FantasyChic@KazAlkemi@eclecticwitch
The Small Wet Country Across the Sea: November 5th, 12,508 - 8:20 PM
The Queen's Room - the Palace, the Castle...

Valda's mother didn't seem too happy with her daughter's response. "Honestly, my dear, this is why there were riots when you took the throne! Appearances are critical. If people judge you as being strange or unusual, they may decide to assassinate you." Queen Meliscente pursed her lips slightly and didn't pay much attention to Ahote, deeming him not worthy of her time. She was a rather strict and formal Queen of the Castle back in her day, so it was understandable. "And vampires? That is what you have guards for! Your job is to stay here and be seen with dignity - not running around with strange men to and from danger! Tsk!"

Queen Meliscente then stared at Valda. "I should have made your sister Queen. What a disappointment my children have turned out to be."

The Keeper's Cottage - Draggen Island, the Marram Marshes...

Titan and Luna would find themselves in a cramped, circular cottage deep in the Marram Marshes. There is a staircase heading up to a second story, as well as to a basement. There aren't any signs that anyone has lived there recently, with dust covering a majority of the surfaces. The food stores have gone rotten and moldy, though there are some supplies for making potions and the like lying about. Perhaps a witch has lived here?

Luna would have faint memories of her mother mentioning something called the Queen's Way - a secret passageway that allowed her to visit the Keeper. Of course, Meliscente hadn't shared much information about it beyond that with Luna, claiming that she would tell her when the time was right. Sadly, Meliscente died before that could ever happen. There are some portraits on the walls here of distant ancestors of Luna's, including Queen Esmeralda - one of the nicer queens in Castle history.
Antonije, Myrus, and Violet
Location: the Palace Grounds (G10 -> I8, P7, 8L -> P7)
Skills: Telepathy, Trivia Knowledge, Running Perception, ExtraOrdinary Magyk, Charms and Spells, Kinetic Energy Charging

Violet took in a breath, looking at the scared and frightened civilians. They were trembling in fear, no doubt from the strange yellow coloring to her eyes. Whether her perception failed her or not, Arya didn't see them as civilians at the moment. Any of them could have been infected, turned into more of those creatures. She couldn't risk allowing their plague to spread to the rest of the Castle - she had to defend this city. She heard Amarantha's cry about using Fyre to destroy these creatures. "Pure Fyre, Burn higher, Make a Pyre, A True BoneFyre," Violet chanted.

Fyre licked up from the ground around the feet of the civilians she targeted, with the poor victims serving as the kindling. She had Ignited them and there was no remorse in Violet's face as the civilians screamed. Whether or not any of them had been vampires, that would not be certain until the bones were examined. Violet then turned her back on the flames, glancing forward to see who needed her assistance next. She spotted Amarantha and her eyes narrowed slightly. Kill them all... Kill them... Cleanse the Castle with blood and Fyre... the voices whispered.

Antonije was having a hard time keeping a clear grip on the mental connection he had opened between himself and Sylvi. It was like her mind was changing rapidly, turning into something different and new. His heart was filled with rage and darkness as he instantly realized exactly what that must mean - the love of his life had become a vampire. He took a slight breath, his blood feeling ice cold and everything around him faded into background noise. "I failed you..." that was the only message Antonije was able to get through, before the connection broke off.

However, he wasn't going to just wallow in self pity. He darted forward towards Erasmus, the vampire that Lennox and Sylvi were dealing with. He didn't care what happened to Prince Myrus. The boy was a bonafide damsel in distress and not worth his time. Without his Fyre-Making Charm, he didn't have any decent weapons on him except for his mind. There were a few gears in his pocket and he pulled them out, putting his fingers through them in order to make makeshift brass knuckles. "Ја ћу те зајебавати!!!" he screamed, having no regard for his own safety.

He got in between Myrus and Lennox and the vampire, tackling the beast to the ground expertly. Antonije pulled back his fist and started to punch the creature repeatedly in the face, not even caring if he himself got bit at this point. Someone had to pay for this. And while it didn't even hurt the vampire, Antonije's hold on Erasmus kept him from getting up and attacking the others.

Prince Myrus took a deep breath and he nodded at Lennox. He started to focus and he rushed over to Erasmus and Antonije, trying to avoid getting hit by the mad mutant by accident, and the energy started to appear around Myrus' hands. He touched the vampire's clothing, charging it so that way it would become a bomb, and Prince Myrus then darted backwards. "You need to let go, he's about to explode!" Myrus shouted at Antonije.

Antonije didn't stop. He didn't seem to hear the prince.

Over at the burning table, Oliver chuckled slightly, impressed with Amarantha. "All will be revealed in time," he told her. "You needn't try to protect them anymore. They'll kill you for what you are. Your family will abandon you... And you'll only have us to turn to," he bragged. For Amarantha, the bloodlust would be increasing in intensity. She would be able to hear the heartbeats of those around her clearly and the noise would only make the hunger worse. For Sylvi, however, the pain in her mouth would spike as a pair of fangs shot out - and oh dear, her boyfriend's neck is looking like an excellent snack right now...
The Witch Country: November 5th, 12,508 - 10:20 PM
The people of the Witch Country more or less reacted with relative... nothingness to the news that Fleur had killed Agatha. No one had really liked Agatha and people didn't get too attached to the Witch Queen, due to the brutal process of succession. Some Witch Queens in the past had only been on the throne for a few days before someone came along and defeated them in combat. Regime changes were frequent, but the structure of their society never changed so it wasn't too much of a worry. The battle looming ahead? That did spark a few whispers in the crowd.

Inside the tent, Asha the Magykal remained standing. "If at any point I am covering too much information, please stop me," she asked Fleur. She didn't know how much Fleur knew about the power she possessed. Performing a mild trick of illusions, Asha conjured images of six stones in the air up above them. One of them was the Time Stone and another was the stone Asha wore around her neck.

"When life was breathed into the universe, six инфинити стонес were created, each of them representing a part of existence... Reality, Mind, Soul, Space, Time, and Power," Asha paused slightly. "You have the Time Stone, one of the more fragile ones... Its use threatens to tear apart the fabric of reality and existence. I Felt when it was used to kill Queen Meliscente and I Felt its use again now, leading me to you."

She paused again, wondering if Fleur would just dismiss this or not. "I am not here to take the stone from you," she began again. "I simply ask that you use it responsibly. We already have an issue with the Displaced - people and places and things brought through time by accident from the last user of the Time Stone... If you use it too often or on too large a scale... The universe could crumble, wiping all life out of existence in our world... Perhaps even in the multiverse itself."
Asgard: November 5th, 12,508 - 9:20 PM
"Prince Bruce," Heimdall greeted. Halley coughed slightly and looked at Heimdall, giving him a slight wink. "Pardon me - Prince Brucey," he corrected himself. There was a slight flash of light and Heimdall had a gold coin appear in his hands thanks to Halley, which he then pocketed. The fate of the universe was in their hands but that didn't mean she wasn't about to mess with her little brother. Nothing was going to keep her from doing that. "And Princess Myth," he said, giving a bow to the only full blooded Midgardian present.

"The current strategy is to travel to the Castle of the Small Wet Country Across the Sea, where Arnora was able to pinpoint Loki's whereabouts. Once there, Arnora may be able to get us a more precise location. Our orders are to retrieve the Tesseract as the primary objective - capturing Loki is a secondary one," Halley explained to her sister-in-law. "Remember, we shouldn't draw attention to ourselves. It isn't our place to meddle in Midgardian affairs," she then gave a pointed look towards her brother. He had done a bit more than meddle.

Once Halley finished giving instructions, Heimdall opened the Bifrost and they were transported via the rainbow bridge in a rushing, exhilarating beam of light. It was by far Halley's favorite way to travel. Once landed, they would find themselves in the courtyard outside of Wizard Tower.
In X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽 → 5 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Guin Stark
Location: Stark Tower - New York City, New York (Outfit)
Skills: Telepathy
Guin let out a bit of a huffy breath. She didn't want to let Allison have the last word in the argument but this was going nowhere. Allison wasn't going to admit that there was a chance that she wasn't completely in the right. Guin didn't need superhuman intelligence in order to figure that one out. Once they had found the others, they could figure out who had done this, stop them from doing it again, and then take a vote as to whether or not to restore the world to how it had been before. And while Allison was so certain that there was no decision to be made, that she was in the right, Guin was equally confident that the others would at least be conflicted. Besides, if they had a chance to change the world, why change it back to that horrible one? Why not try to improve upon this one, to finally get it right?

The drive back to the Palace was relatively quick and thankfully, they didn't have problems getting inside. It helped that Guin more or less lived there, spending most of her evenings in the Palace rather than her room back at Stark Tower. "Give me a moment, I'm locating them," she told Allison, before using her telepathy to search the Palace for Carolina and Annie. "They're in the infirmary," she said after a moment, before heading that way. Entering the room, she saw Queen Miranda on the bed, with Annie, Carolina, and Prince Flynn being there as well. She didn't know at first if her future brother-in-law could be trusted with this information, yet after a moment's thought, she felt that she could trust him. He was always the nicest of Magneto's children.

"We have a situation - one that needs to stay between us five."
Casper Theriot
Location: LeBeau Casino - New Orleans, Louisiana
Skills: Mediumship
"Okay, so either she's crazy or has the attention span of... well, you," Ben commented, glancing at Bobbi as she came out of the near trance state she had been in. Casper flipped the bird at him, a bit annoyed with his ghostly friend's comparison of him. "I know you think I have ADHD, Bennie, but I don't. Dad had me tested!" he complained.

"By himself, you mean. Your clearly not slightly deranged father tested you... Oh, that just fills me with confidence over the results."

Casper did slightly wish that Anastasia had taken Bobbi's actions on video. It would have been something amusing to replay, but there were still a lot of problems and all to sort out. His brother hadn't come back yet from checking on the kidnapping victim - though Casper guessed that in this weird world he found himself in, maybe Jack really did have a child? He didn't like what Anastasia said next very much though. He couldn't imagine what would happen if someone like her got her hands on an Infinity Stone. "No offense, but I'm pretty sure the last thing the world needs is for you to get an Infinity Stone, Captain Psychopath!" he snapped at Anastasia. "Can we have a mutiny? I'd like to file for a mutiny if Gambit decides to be dumb."

"Um, it's not like getting a divorce - you can't just file for a mutiny..." Ben commented.

"Fine, then I DECLARE a mutiny, is that better?"

"... I guess?" Ben shrugged. "Hold up, psycho is back!"

Casper's head then swiveled almost comically as he spotted Chrysi leaning up against the wall with the knife. He gulped slightly, not really wanting to be her second victim of the day - and he imagined she wouldn't miss this time and just put him into a coma. Ginger's ghost was more or less background noise for him at the moment, since he had been busy arguing with Ben about things and trying to convince these people to not go after an Infinity Stone. "Hey so um... MURDERER OVER THERE!" he shouted, pointing at Chrysi and hoping one of the badass women in the room would deal with her.

"Attempted murderer, she isn't dead yet," Ben corrected.
Dominika Novikova and Runa Blake
Location: Outside the Quinjet / Inside the Banner Residence - Sydney, Australia
Skills: Eldritch Magic
Runa had yet to return to the others outside of the Banner home, taking a moment to think. She started by focusing on memories of this world, before something came to her. She had a cousin that had connections to the Human Resistance here. Focusing on that more, she realized it was her cousin Klara from the real world. She had grown up with her like sisters, with Klara always taking care of her and helping her get back up after falling down. Maybe she would know what to do.

With her sling ring on her fingers, Runa tried to imagine the Human Resistance headquarters where Klara was, tracing a circle in front of her as she concentrated. There were sparks in front of her and eventually, a slight window of sorts appeared, allowing her to see Klara. She looked different than she was used to seeing her - sadder. It broke Runa's heart to know that while her pain had been taken away, Klara gained it. More information drifted through her mind - the death of her cousin's father. "Klara, I need your help... We were attacked by the Red Guard... I don't know what to do..."

Meanwhile, Novikova was a bit annoyed that Abercrombie said it could have been a change in the timeline or another universe - she was positive that someone had just altered reality. They weren't in another reality of the multiverse. This was their main reality. It was the only thing that made sense as to why she remembered both. However, she couldn't fault an Operations agent for not being the most up to date and clear minded on the intricacies of quantum physics. Everything that had happened because of the Quantum Realm was child's play compared to this mess.

It was Abercrombie's call when it came to the deal with Banner. However, Novikova's thoughts had now moved to the prisoners they had more or less on the ship. "We need to ditch the prisoners somewhere. The longer they're with us, the more of a liability they are," Novikova recommended. "The Red Guard is ruthless... They aren't going to just turn a blind eye to us throwing a mutiny and taking them out. Either we kill them or we ditch them and run." Mystique and James were bad people - she didn't know about Sapphire and Diggby, but she figured odds were, they'd deserve it if they died.
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Beatrice Decker
Location: Quarantine (Briefing)
Skills: N/A
Beatrice mouthed PDA at Thalia once they were in briefing and Thana shared a kiss with Ash. She knew it was obnoxious of her to do so, but it was more or less what her default move was - to be a bit bitchy. She still didn't know what exactly had happened with Thana, whether or not they had been abandoned or if Thana had been brutally injured and almost died without them (as would line up with her face). Gunny walked into the room and started to enlighten them, with Beatrice paying close attention. This was the story she had wondered about from time to time - the one that would settle in concrete her opinion of Thana. She figured that Roamers was the terminology they used for the undead here, given context clues.

The story that they were told... Beatrice didn't doubt its accuracy. This was a military camp. They were being told everything that went down like some sort of after action report - and it was all about the facts, no attempts to make someone out into being a hero. Beatrice clenched and unclenched her hands. This was a lot of information to process, but it answered the question in the back of her mind - Thana hadn't abandoned them. She hadn't been the coward that couldn't admit wanting to bail when things got hard. She ran her finger around the rim of the can of O's. Her hand clenched again as she was shown the images of Thana's injuries.

"Thank you," Beatrice said quietly, her gaze and words directed at Thana.
Jack Newnan
Location: Quarantine (W: Conference Room)
Skills: N/A
Jack nodded in agreement with Tatiana's assessment. Whatever had happened to Thana, the toll it took on her body at least was apparent. And with some people (read: Wayne) around, having it be a private affair was probably for the best. They just didn't have space in the bookshelf fort for all of them to have a private conversation at once. His mind was taken off of that train of thought though as Tatiana brushed up against him and he gave her a large grin, looking at his amazing wife. The stability of being in Quarantine had been nice. He was still worried about her and that would never change, but they were safe from the walkers in here - at least for now. Jamie was getting to play with toys and crawl around and have a stable source of food. It was the most normal they had had since Newnan.

"How could I evah fohget it?" Jack asked his wife. He caught her gaze going down to her wedding band and it gave him a thought. There were a few less people in the room at the moment, meaning that there was no space to move. And they hadn't ever really gotten much of a honeymoon or an anniversary dinner or anything since their wedding, so... He quickly glanced at Jamie, hoping that their son wouldn't wonder off for at least a moment or two, as Jack held out his hand. "Tatiana Newnan, my nightingale... Would ya do me the honohr of havin' this dance?" he asked.
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Cecily Ashworth
Location: The Asylum - Inside
Skills: Cool Headedness, Deduction
Cecily rolled her eyes slightly as Roy called her Dad, since there was no way she was old enough to be his father - but she had called him a woman, so the rules of logic weren't really applying here (unless Roy had a confession to make). Her nerves thankfully weren't too rattled as they entered the Asylum and she blinked rapidly, trying to clear the haze in her vision. Maybe this was her body trying to tell her to go back to a normal routine and take better care of herself? Or was this about to be their superhero origin story à la Daredevil, with the dust or whatever had gotten in their eyes blinding them? "Same, my eyes are definitely not wanting to work right now... So that's fantastic timing."

However, with the appearance of the Asylum... Cecily was getting an even worse feeling about this entire situation. She had read enough comic books to know that abandoned, creepy locations usually ended up being hideouts for the big bad of the issue. Whatever Riley and Priya were doing here, it was no good. She took another breath, staying calm and cool despite everything around her that was primed to send her into a full on panic mode and flee for the door. "... Let's find our people and get the hell out of here, yeah?" she suggested. As much as a small part of her wanted to go all CSI on this place, she cared more about getting their friends to safety and regrouping. There was strength in numbers - and she trusted Riley and Roy at least.

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Leda Storm
Location: Camp Half-Blood
Leda clapped her hands a bit sarcastically, sitting at the Iris Table with nine of her brothers and sisters. They were evenly split - she had four sisters here and five brothers. Her sister, Tammy, was the Head Counselor and Leda glanced over at her for a moment. It was a bit disappointing that they hadn't gained any siblings but on the flip side, it meant that they didn't need to reconfigure the cabin space to account for them. Still though, part of her wondered if the little kids sleeping in the Zeus and Hades Cabins oughtn't to be placed with the Hermes campers for now - they seemed way too young to be left to their own devices.

"Gonna go flirt, don't plan anarchy without me," she told one of her brothers quietly enough that no one else could hear. She then got up and walked over to the Poseidon Table, bringing her plate and goblet along with her, and she sat down next to Kiera. Leda took a bite into her food, before smirking a bit at the daughter of Poseidon. "Pardon the pun - but you seem a bit like you're in a fishbowl at the moment, thought you could use some company." There was no strict rule as far as Leda knew that said tables couldn't be switched at dinner. If Chiron got on her case about it though, he could bloody well fight her.
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