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In Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω Officially Done → 6 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
✨ Rebecca Eventide ✨
Location: Argo III - Upper Deck
Skills: Trivia Knowledge
"They're also called Anemoi Thuellai for us Greeks. The Romans used the name Venti for them, though I suppose since it is shorter to say it has started to catch on at Camp Half-blood too," Rebecca mused. Her interjection was borderline the embodiment of someone going Did you know that... and then hoping people would be impressed with their knowledge. Of course, the difference was there was no ego in this for Rebecca. Just as she loved magic and dark forces, she also adored trivia and stating random facts for her friends (and enemies, too).

"The Anemoi Thuellai basically look like creatures made of storms - a horse made purely out of storm clouds, thunder, lightning, and so forth," Rebecca then explained to Andy. Andy was likely going to be the most capable of them all, as she was the daughter of Zeus. Rebecca paused for a brief moment, realizing she had forgotten about Demetri. She was sure he would be good at this sort of thing too. She doubted that Andy or Arthur would wish to partner with her, as the two seemed particularly attached, glued at the hip. Leda had already inched over to Kiera, signaling her choice in partner.

The only options left really were Jason, Demetri, and Marygold. "Marygold, would you care to be partners for this exercise?" Rebecca invited.
🌈 Leda Storm 🌈
Location: Argo III - Upper Deck
Skills: Greek Mythology
Leda was in a pretty fantastic mood. Finding out that Hecate had come and killed Mona hadn't impacted her as much as Ash's death had. Ash had been young with her entire life ahead of her - Mona apparently had dissed a goddess. And besides, Leda could be a bit selfish and self centered, particularly when an adorable ginger daughter of Poseidon returned her affections. Demigods died on quests all the time. It was normal. Ordinary. When they got back to Camp, they would burn Mona's shroud. And once again, in Leda's mind, Mona had been playing with fire - entirely different circumstances than what had happened to Ash.

It did increase her feelings of wariness towards Rebecca, knowing Rebecca's mother had been the one to commit the act.

"They're--" Leda began to explain, only for Rebecca to interject. She rolled her eyes slightly. Rebecca wasn't the only one around who knew what Storm Spirits looked like. In her mind, Rebecca looked rather smug and proud of herself, begging for people to remark on how bright and aware she was. Leda wanted to gag. "Kiera, luv, you wanna play Ghostbusters together?" Leda invited, inching towards her. She did not want to end up paired with Demetri or Jason or Rebecca.
☀️ Nancy Parker ☀️
Location: New Rome - Coffee Shop
Skills: N/A
"Ugh, she's your niece? I'm so so so sorry for you," Nancy quipped sympathetically to Marco. She didn't think too much about blood ties usually. Camp Jupiter emphasized the Legion and its cohorts over godly parents, a habit more attributed to the Greeks. A letter of recommendation from Mars would get someone placed into the First Cohort, but so would one from Proserpina or Clio. Strictly speaking, they were all probably related to each other one way or another. Nancy only really paid attention to the other Apollo kids - maybe sometimes she'd even stretch, considering the kids of Mars and Mercury cousins, but that was typically the extent of it.

"The gem we retrieved from our quest last summer, that was in the prophecy too," Nancy added. She was certain it was important. It had shown up in Alexandra's rendition of the prophecy. She took a long sip of her drink, savoring the sensation of the cool drink hitting her tongue and flooding her senses. "It also showed the giants and the titans, working together as one." She shuddered slightly, a brief flash of the hellscape she had seen coming to mind. "Whatever number we take, it should be a multiple of three... Bad things happen when you go beyond that sacred number. People don't come back."

She sighed, taking another sip of her coffee, as if drinking it could lift her spirits. "I know Leandra, you and Mads, me, and those two Greeks from the Arcus Message are supposed to be there for sure. That's six already... If we're all moving to New York, that'll be slow - we might want to send a scouting party ahead. See if someone can get an idea of the lay of the terrain in New York. It's Greek territory, which I don't like, but we have to deal with it."
In Agents of SHIELD - Concluded → 6 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

@BlueSky44@Kirah@Nallore@Natsu
The Kingdom of Attilan - the Moon: February 14th, 2021 - 12:10 P.M.
Dominika Novikova and Bonnie Chase
Location: the Ruins of Attilan
Skills: Russian
"One big ass explosion coming up," Flynn responded as he grabbed a hold of the launcher again and reloaded it quickly, before he took aim and fired it off, before tossing the weapon aside and threw a massive fireball right when the rocket hit the area, and there was a massive explosion with a loud BOOM!

Gamora had narrowly avoided Flynn's hellfire. She rolled backwards, scooping up her sword arm. Black Swan had fallen to the ground not too far from her and she surveyed the wreckage, seeing no sign that Oliver had survived - that Thane had survived. Yet unlike the rest of the Black Order, Gamora was a person of honor. She spoke into her wrist. "It's done, father. Thane has been eliminated. Black Swan and I are ready to depart."

Bonnie held her breath anxiously. It was the moment of truth. Either Thanos would retrieve his remaining minions and retreat peacefully or he would rain destruction down on Attilan and the Earth, burning the planet that had resisted him to ashes. Her eyes flickered over towards Flynn, subconsciously noticing his prominent jawline. It could be the last time she ever saw him. Her heart broke realizing earlier may have been the last moment she had ever spent with Niah, that if they had failed here, then Niah's life would be cut tragically short.

Novikova thought only of her wife as they waited, the moments stretching out into an eternity. The two of them were trying to add another member to their family, having gone to the best sperm bank in California to get their "baby juice." Novikova had already begun bookmarking links to cribs and whatnot for the baby on her laptop, dreaming of painting the room every color of the rainbow and placing glow in the dark stars up on the ceiling.

"It's not working," Strange muttered. "Something's wrong." He held up a finger though, as if he were the leader of this ragtag group and not Cassandra.

The air around Gamora and Black Swan shimmered, before they vanished. The corpses of the rest of the Black Order were left behind like worthless garbage. Strange began preparation of a shield charm, to try to hold off some of the shots, but they never came. Thanos' ship withdrew, blinking out of sight. He and the Black Order were gone.

"We did it... We... Tinley..." Bonnie said, her heart sinking as she looked over at Tempest. Tempest was sitting wordlessly by Tinley's side, just staring down at her in shock. The raptors were pawing at the ground, looking a bit bored, but Goose's intervention seemed to have clued them in that the Secret Warriors and Strange were the good guys. "Oh god, Tinley..." Bonnie sobbed, before tears, hot and sticky rushed from her eyes.

Novikova stared uncomfortably at the body. She and Tinley didn't always get along - Tinley hadn't prevented her termination after all - but she never wished death on her. They were family. They all were. She didn't know what to say or do, beyond putting an arm around Maria and holding her close. They couldn't make skin contact, but even with the suits, they could at the very least hold each other. "Смерть забирает не старое, а зрелое," she said solemnly.

There wasn't proper time to mourn though. Three figures walked into view - Medusa, Crystal, and Lockjaw. "I see that you have succeeded in your efforts against the Black Order - well done," Medusa praised. "As promised, I will destroy our sacred mists... But I have a request. Let the inhumans of Earth know they have a home waiting for them here on Attilan. From Crystal's time amongst humanity, they fear those who are extraordinary."

Crystal shrugged. "Tell my ex-boyfriend I said hello," she then requested cryptically. Medusa pulled out an alien looking device and programmed it, before pressing a button. The lunar surface began to rumble and shake like an earthquake. A gigantic cannon of sorts came out of the ground, looking like some odd mixture between the classic weapon and a satellite - it was the sort of thing from Star Wars. There was a large whine of energy as the cannon charged and then it emitted a gigantic beam of light. The light hit the Earth's atmosphere and spread like wildfire, destroying the Terrigen Mists while leaving the rest of the world safe and intact. To those on the Earth, it would have looked like a million suns temporarily appeared before vanishing.

The world was safe, at least for now.
In The Gifted - Concluded → 6 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
@Nallore@BlueSky44@Achronum@Trainerblue192@KazAlkemi@Framing A Moose@Kirah
February 16th, 2021 - 4:50 PM

Veil
Location: George Washington University: the Street
Skills: Invisible Energy Manipulation, Invisible Energy Attacks, Hand to Hand Combat
The Purifier that refused to go down stared at Andy, before laughing slightly. "My name is Sam." There was no witty comeback, no insistence that he was doing a service for his country, nothing. He was one of those maniacs who had been dishonorably discharged and then decided to take out his anger and aggression on mutants, as if they had forced him to rape civilians while on tour. He didn't even seemed phased by his lack of an arm, not even screaming out in pain.

Could Sam even feel pain?

Veil was a bit confused still from Zarina's declaration that she was a member of the Valkyrie - or one in training. It reminded her slightly of the brief period when Deadpool was a trainee X-Men. It had not ended well. In fact, it had resulted in one of the occasions that Xavier's School exploded, meaning that Veil and the other students hadn't had to attend math class that week. It was a good memory. "Why don't you pick on someone your own size?" Veil challenged Sam. He was, after all, fighting teenage girls largely - and Echo, who also was practically a teenage girl.

She manipulated the invisible energy around Sam, attempting to pick him up and throw him into a building, but Veil's grip slipped and Sam was only pushed backwards slightly. She then got an idea. If she couldn't throw him, there was something else she could try. She formed a force field around her fist like a glove as she approached Sam and swung, sucker punching him in the neck. His head snapped upwards and Sam saw stars briefly before collapsing on the ground, his neck broken from the impact. "Are you kids okay?" she asked Andy and Zarina, her voice filled with concern.

There were only two purifiers left standing now - the remainder of the trio that had been near Zarina and Veil earlier in the fight. "You lot have t-t-to pay for ambulances?" Leda exclaimed, her voice becoming increasingly unsteady as her injuries began to catch up to her. The adrenaline rush had started to fade, with the pain in her side from the bullet intensifying every minute.

"I don't take orders from you!" Watts snapped at Waverley, his ego bubbling up to the surface. He had been a member of the Uncanny X-Factor. He didn't need a girl telling him what to do in the middle of a fight. His protective instincts over his daughter happened to align with what Waverley wanted though. Watts scooped up Leda into his arms, cradling her gently, before running through the rapidly clearing area and taking shelter inside a Starbucks.

Sirens were coming into earshot again - the ambulances that Waverley had called, maybe?

"Guys, we need to get ready to leave NOW! Time's running out!" Havok shouted. He was drenched with sweat despite the winter chill, firing off blast after blast at the two remaining enemies. The bullet wounds were really getting to him as his shots were wildly off, not even coming near his targets. If he had been drunk, he would have had better aim.

He was right about one thing - time was running out. Cayden Proudstar, a.k.a. Moonwalker, breathed his last breath. And then he was gone.

Dead.
Casper and Sunshine
Location: Mutant Friendly Clinic
Skills: Mediumship
"Hey!" Sunshine protested, as James yanked her back into the room. Her eyes felt like a thousand bees and wasps had conspired against her, deciding to sting her right in the iris. She had never been sick in her life and Sunshine had to imagine that this was what that would feel like. Injuries got better over time - especially with James around. She guessed that illnesses got better too, but they seemed to be a lot slower, especially M-Pox.

"Jackie, there aren't any cookies!" Casper pointed out to him. He was moving towards the exit when suddenly everything seemed to sway around him and he collapsed to the floor. His stomach felt like a thousand frogs had decided to start a fight club inside of him. He gripped his hands into fists, his knuckles a pale and ferocious white as sweat poured from his bodies. He couldn't move without an immense pain or nausea, with the heat in his eyes not even enough motivation for him to rub. This had to be hell.

Casper then promptly vomited all over the floor. Some of his vomit looked suspiciously like Froot Loops. Ben winced and tried to pat Casper on the back reassuringly, but his ghostly hand just passed straight on through - Casper wasn't in any shape to start channeling Ben as a physical entity that could interact with the world. "Max please tell me that isn't your cum or I think I'll puke all over again," Casper whined. It was a bit of a self fulfilling prophecy - just the thought of Max pouring sperm all over his eyes made Casper heave and wretch again. He was an island in a lake of vomit.

"Where is my armor? And my men? Catherine will be expecting me," Magik insisted. Her eyes were burning like fire and she continued to rub at them. She wasn't really coherent or sure of what was going on. She stumbled out of the room - not out the emergency exit, but into the smoke and haze, towards whoever had decided to attack the clinic.

Doctor Chan put an arm around Jack and escorted him out of the building. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, this is not good, agh this stings like hell! Fuck me!!"

Sunshine glanced at Casper. She wrinkled her nose in disgust as he was in his own puddle of vomit. She scratched at her eyes more and more, trying her hardest to try to get this stuff out. Yet she suddenly felt the intense urge to go after Magik, to go further into the clinic, and rescue her. She had a brief image of Magik calling her 'my hero' and giving her a kiss as a reward. She blushed - maybe from the heat in her eyes, maybe from hormones. Either way, Sunshine was blinking rapidly and crying as she held her bow at the ready and rushed off into the smoky haze to be Magik's Knight in Shining Armor.

The sound of gunshots followed. CRACK. CRACK. CRACK.
In Let's Gush! → 6 yrs ago Forum: Roleplaying Discussion


Happy Second Birthday to the Agents of SHIELD!!


@Nallore@BlueSky44@Kirah@Natsu
In Agents of SHIELD - Concluded → 6 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

@BlueSky44@Kirah@Nallore@Natsu
The Kingdom of Attilan - the Moon: February 14th, 2021 - 12:00 P.M.
Dominika Novikova and Bonnie Chase
Location: the Ruins of Attilan
Skills: Blessing of Athena, Throwing Knives, Earth Manipulation
"You sound like Stark," Strange observed. He opened up a portal back to the base and five raptors came rushing on through: Sasha, Argus, Kelso, Gilbert, and Queen. They all had harnesses on with their names embroidered in different colors, with symbols to indicate their personality. Gilbert had the poop emoji for example, Queen had a crown, and Kelso had bizarrely pancakes. These raptors had been trained to defend the Hub against intruders - they weren't meant for moon based combat. "...You have trained genetically reconstructed dinosaurs?" Strange asked, shocked.

Trained was a key word. These raptors had only been taught to defend the Hub. They had no way of telling the good guys from the bad guys at the moment - maybe they'd be able to respond to seeing the SHIELD logo on some of the armor, but Fury wasn't there. And Fury was their mother more or less. Oh, and these raptors were by no means standard. They had pegasus wings.

Sasha galloped over to Tempest who was busy trying to tend to Tinley. The hacker had her back turned to the dinosaur as Sasha went in to bite off Tempest's head. Tempest moved her head out of the way just in time by pure coincidence as she crouched down to get a better vantage point on Tinley and her wounds. Tinley was dazed and completely out of it, assuming she was hallucinating Sasha the dinosaur.

Argus took off into the air and dive bombed Maria, snapping her bow as the raptor grabbed it. He shook his head like a dog with a bone, as Maria was pinned underneath him. He had one of his legs - or paws - pressing down on her neck, suffocating her. Kelso went after Maria's wife, Novikova. Novikova huffed slightly, silently blaming Oliver for the worst idea ever as she used her powers to bend the earth beneath Kelso's feet, yeeting the dinosaur up, up, and up into the artificial atmosphere. "Get off my wife, you Jurassic Park knock off!" Novikova screamed at Argus.

The dinosaur didn't even look up at Novikova, much more interested in the giant chew toy of Maria's bow. Novikova sent gigantic earth spears launching out of the lunar surface, the makeshift weapons colliding into Argus. They didn't penetrate the dinosaur's flesh or skin, more of just knocking Argus back and off of Maria, letting her breathe again. The raptor pawed at the ground slightly before charging at the threat it identified - the silver haired Russian mutant. "PETA is going to be thrilled with us," Novikova murmured, the ground rumbling around her.

Gilbert went after Doctor Strange, which was a supreme mistake. Doctor Strange pushed his hand up against the raptor calmly, ejecting the raptor's astral form. The confused dinosaur was swimming around essentially as a ghost as its mortal body fell to the ground, motionless. "Your plans are like Stark's too," Strange told Oliver with disappointment.

The last raptor, Queen, had zeroed in on Flynn. The raptor was obsessed with him, circling around him and looking for an opening to strike. The only issue? Flynn was on fire. The raptor was afraid of fire. Every second was a battle between its desire to rip Flynn's throat out and eat it as a nice tasty snack and its fear of flames. The raptor tilted its head at Flynn, as if challenging him to stop with the fire and fight the raptor unaided.

Black Swan chuckled. "Is this supposed to impress us? Sending raccoons to fight yourselves like some sort of warm up?" she taunted. Her force fields fell down and her black eyes glowed red again, as she sent a beam of energy crashing down at Tinley. This time, she didn't severe her leg - she severed her head. "You're powerless to stop us - give us Thane and no one else needs to die. You seem intelligence - you must realize this is the better way."

On the ground, Proxima Midnight looked horrible. She had already sustained significant injuries at their earlier battle in Cardiff, most of them barely healed. With the bullets Matt had put through her, she was clinging to life. Yet she was incredibly proud and she wouldn't give in. Her original spear, the one Oliver had stolen from her earlier that day, had been flung earlier in the fight. She sprinted over to it and grabbed it, before turning to face Matt. She would die a warrior's death - and she was determined to bring him down with her. "Any last words, terran scum?"

Gamora was still pretty cocky, emboldened perhaps by the backfiring of the raptor plan. She still had the Godslayer sword on her side and her brother, Thane, seemed to not have full control over his abilities. His strength would then be his undoing, his weakness, she was sure of it. Of course, it appeared he also had a girlfriend that was willing to fight his battles for him. "You two are cute," Gamora observed dryly. "Too bad she has horrible taste in men." Gamora then thrusted her sword forward, aiming to take Cass by surprise, but Cass would be able to easily dodge the blow.

Nebula picked herself up from the ground. With her flesh arm, she pulled the EMP arrows off of her and threw them to the side. Her bionic arm and eye were sparking, flickering. The skin on her bionic arm had been melted off by Flynn, revealing the cold cybernetics that kept Nebula in fighting form. "I am not a Smurfette," she said seriously. She had no idea what it was, but it sounded bad. Nebula raised her wrists, ready to send out more blasts from her blasters.

Instead though, Bonnie took advantage of the element of surprise. Maria was dealing with a dinosaur and Flynn was completely on fire with another raptor circling him. Both of those were excellent distractions and somehow, she just knew that Nebula's attention was divided. She wasn't paying attention to the 'weak human' who had just narrowly managed to dodge the first round of attacks. Bonnie drew two of her throwing knives and she threw them, the knives cleanly slicing through the air.

They both hit their mark dead on, as if this had been calm and routine target practice back at the Hub. The two knives embedded themselves in Nebula's brain and heart respectively, killing the granddaughter of Thanos instantly. Bonnie didn't feel shock or remorse for her actions. She hadn't killed before. Nebula's was the first life she had ended. "Flynn, the raptor's afraid of fire, try to ward it off!" Bonnie advised her boyfriend, moving on entirely from the new experience she had just checked off her bucket list as if she had just knocked Nebula unconscious.
In 🌠 Once Upon A Time 🌠(Concluded) → 6 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Megan Pendragon
Location: Megan's Car -> Trails
Skills: Driving (Car)
Megan raised an eyebrow at her brother's confession that he had stolen a book too. She lightly smacked the top of his head. "So kind to your sister!" Megan chastised him. She wasn't mad at him, more of mildly annoyed that he had basically decided to throw her under the bus - of course though, nothing came of it. Tinker Bell didn't seem to care that Megan had taken Maleficent's spell book and neither did Isabella. God, Megan wanted to barf every time she thought about Jack's partner as a detective. She was just the worst.

"Let me get this straight - you want to go drive off without back up to challenge a Disney villain in order to save two people we don't know, armed with just some books and my new rapier?" Megan paused. "Alright." She then listened to the directions Jack had given her for the trail head. It wasn't too difficult of a drive and in practically no time, they had arrived and Megan parked the car. She kept it running, figuring they might need a quick escape. "Give me my rapier, please."
In X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽 → 6 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Guin Stark
Location: the Reception
Skills: N/A
Guin was angry - furious with Magneto for showing up on their wedding day, enraged with each one of her friends who decided to at least partially defend Magneto. She hated Allison's argument that they had to be the better people and they couldn't resort to violence unless attacked first. Magneto had been waging war on Pietro's heart, mind, and soul for years - and she was fairly certain Wolverine had been thrown off somewhere as Magneto arrived, as he had been the one running security. She didn't give quarter to racist, abusive assholes.

Magneto left - as did Queen Miranda. Or whatever her real name was. Guin sure as hell hadn't invited her either and she glanced around, as if daring any further wedding crashers to come on out. "No, I don't need to calm down, Mare," Guin said, brushing her Maid of Honor off. "I'm not some wilting flower. And if my husband's abuser thinks he can waltz in here, well, I'm not going to stand for it. I don't care how dangerous Magneto is. He's a fucking coward under that helmet and deserves to have his ass kicked like one."

She was vaguely aware that there was a proper order to everything - they had done the first dance, she was supposed to have a dance with her dad, Mary and Wanda were giving toasts eventually, there was a bouquet toss and stuff. Guin looked at Pietro. This was their wedding. They should enjoy it as much as they could. It wasn't like she was dreading the honeymoon though - a month or so off from superhero duties sounded amazing. "I really want to hit a pinata and scream like I'm an amazon," Guin admitted. "Do we have a pinata? If not, then I think watching everyone try to lift Thor's hammer could be fun too. Or a Super Smash Bros tournament. But I guess we should probably do the formal shit, ugh..."
Neil Spellman
Location: the Reception
Skills: N/A
Neil didn't relax until Magneto was gone. That entire situation could have gone a lot worse - the bride could have been dead, the groom could have gone crazy, the Avengers and the X-Men could have been locked in a duel against the Master of Magnetism. Neil actually felt a little bit bad for Magneto, a feeling that made him uncomfortable. He knew that Magneto had been horrible to people, especially his kids... but at the same time, Neil didn't really know about the abuse Pietro had encountered. He felt a little bit like Magneto should have been allowed to see the wedding, maybe just from afar.

"So, um... Do you guys still want to play Cards Against Humanity?" he offered, sitting back down at the table. Allison was the judge still. He didn't really know if the others were still in the mood - maybe Thor would even feel better now since there had been some aggression and conflict, even if the prince of Asgard hadn't taken part in it. Was that a symptom of Asgardian depression - not joining in on a brewing fight at a wedding?
In Ω Heroes of Olympus: the Hidden Gem (Nallore, Morose, Kirah) Ω → 6 yrs ago Forum: 1x1 Roleplay
☀️ Nancy Parker ☀️
Location: Junk Yard - Fargo, North Dakota
Skills: N/A
"Gnarly. I'm going to remember that," Nancy told Niah with a grin. She was fairly certain Niah was the only one at Camp Jupiter who spoke Tagalog, meaning she could swear around people now without anyone else knowing. Of course, it wasn't like Nancy was the type to hold herself back from dropping an F bomb even in the company of the praetors. She wondered if the gods understood Tagalog - maybe she could use the word to cuss out her father without having to worry about a flaming plague arrow coming down from the sky. "I say we grab anything valuable, sell it to a pawn shop, and then hire a cab with the money to take us the rest of the way there."

"Scipio Africanus? Man, that dude was so rad. Basically the best military commander of all time. He obliterated Hannibal. I bet his armor has some sweet tricks to it," Nancy gushed. She wasn't going to try it on though, it was Niah's find so she could decide what to do with it. Nancy glanced around the cyclops den and she found another jewelry box, opening it up and seeing the valuable gems inside. "It's a shame we can't just ship it back to Camp. Imagine the free coffee coupons we could probs get from the Legion for that thing..."

In Ω Heroes of Olympus: the Stolen Muse (Nallore, Morose & KazAlkemi) Ω → 6 yrs ago Forum: 1x1 Roleplay
🌈 Leda Storm 🌈
Location: Houston, Texas
Skills: N/A
Kristin broke the door open with her spear. Leda wasn't really sure what she expected to see on the other side. The entrance itself was pretty tame and boring, but there was a sign pointing towards the auditorium. She followed along with Kristin into the auditorium, quickly noting about two dozen cyclops up on the stage. Calliope was bound and gagged - she looked like a young college girl with flowing dark hair. Marysas reminded her of Michael Scott from the Office. He had been humming or something, although now that they had entered the room, the enemy of Apollo looked shocked and worried. She didn't like the odds. Twenty cyclopses, two demigods? Well, three if she counted Zeke, but he seemed to be mostly a support player.

"Alright Zeke, it's your dad, your play. Try not to screw it up," Leda said. If Zeke could get Marysas to agree to some sort of challenge, it would mean they wouldn't have to fight twenty cyclopses. Maybe they could come up with some sort of signal for the Hunters of Artemis to send in a volley of arrows and take out Marysas' minions. Still, even though the plan was for Zeke to go up and handle things, Leda didn't have her guard down. She had Ultraviolet out, ready for a fight.
In Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω Officially Done → 6 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
✨ Rebecca Eventide ✨
Location: Argo III - the Galley
Skills: N/A
Rebecca nodded sagely as Arthur said he didn’t want to mess around with necromancy at the moment. It was most likely for the best. Arthur had gone through a lot of pain and without a clear mind, she doubted he would be able to command the spirits of the dead. They were fickle and mischievous. And not always sane. She hesitated slightly at Andy’s first question. ”I adore trivia,” she said. It was a lie of omission - not mentioning that her mother was the goddess of trivia. ”Blessed be is a traditional Wiccan greeting. It essentially means hello, although the literal translation I suppose is a wishing for you to exist in a blessed state.”

Jason didn’t seem to have any questions. Andy and Arthur likely had loads. They really ought to record a new orientation video at camp, the current one didn’t seem to really be sufficient although it had been years since Rebecca watched it. Camp was her life. She knew less and less about the mortal world the longer she stayed at Camp Half-blood. Andy and Arthur likely knew more than she did about the real world she reflected with amusement. ”Yes, whatever questions you have we’ll do our best to answer. Don’t hesitate to ask anything. It’s all so new for you three.”
🌈 Leda Storm 🌈
Location: Argo III - Third Deck / Engineering
Skills: Sword-Fighting, Agility, Rainbow Manipulation
Leda was giggling and she kicked off her shoes and pulled off her socks. She hated having her feet soaked and trapped inside of those things. It just felt like walking around with sponges instead of shoes. "I dunno, might kill some monsters, see if there's any decent gelato around here, burn some food as an offering to my mum," Leda joked. She suddenly had a craving for bubblegum gelato. Her pupils were dilating a bit and her heart was beating faster. She was pretty sure that Kiera wanted her to make a move - and how could Leda say no? Kiera was incredibly cute. Her red hair caught the light and seemed to glimmer. She looked like one of the sirens that tried to kill sailors at sea - actually, Leda had no idea what they looked like, but she imagined that Kiera could pass for one of them.

She smirked, readying Ultraviolet as she dashed in. Her natural agility carried her through the movements as she disarmed Kiera and sent Kiera's sword flying, clattering to the side. Leda put a hand on the small of Kiera's back, her face flushed as her body began to glow with rainbow light, and she kissed the daughter of Poseidon. She didn't care that she was soaking wet. All she knew was that there was a hot girl who (hopefully) wanted to make out with her and Chiron and Mr. D weren't around to enforce any sort of curfews or prevent slumber parties. "So?" Leda asked plainly, staring into Kiera's eyes. "How's that for an activity?"

Hopefully there wouldn't be any interruptions.
☀️ Nancy Parker ☀️
Location: New Rome - Coffee Shop
Skills: N/A
Nancy glanced at the name tag the barista had on - AMROC. She blinked a few times and the letters rearranged themselves again - MAOCR. It was practically futile. The name tag was so small and she couldn't just stare at the barista's chest for ages to try to learn his name. And at this point, it was definitely way too late to ask. It would be like if she had asked Niah what her name was. But thankfully, Niah saved the day, saying the name of the barista - Marco. A light bulb practically went off over Nancy's head as she realized that was what those nonsense letters had been trying to say. "Thanks, Marco," Nancy made a point of saying. Marco. Marco. Marco. She had to remember that.

"Bleh. Honestly Alexia, you should ignore any memo you get from Leandra. It'll probably be good for your health, add a few years onto your life," Nancy complained. She had no idea how Alexia put up working with Leandra so often. She wouldn't have been surprised if Leandra was the reason Alexia had a bad leg - she probably injured Alexia during one of her weird rants about rebellion and revolution. In fact, Leandra irritated Nancy so much that Nancy started to side with the Empire in Star Wars. "And the meeting was grody to the max," Nancy groaned. Her dislike of Leandra was stronger than her fear of Emily. "Leandra seriously tried to convince the Senate that budget cuts were more important than the lives of everyone at camp. Like seriously? What the hell is her damage?"

"And yeah, let's work here - the aroma of coffee is a great mood booster."
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