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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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  • Star Wars: Rise of the Empire

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In Agents of SHIELD - Concluded → 4 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
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In The Gifted - Concluded → 4 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
@Nallore@BlueSky44@Achronum@Trainerblue192@KazAlkemi@Framing A Moose@Kirah
February 16th, 2021 - 6:00 PM
The Ruins of the Old Mutant Underground DC HQ...

Colossus looked at Spark Plug, opening his mouth to recite some words of wisdom worthy of Uncle Iroh, but words failed him. A strangled cry or sob was all that came out. It sounded like the dying scream of a goose. He generally was compassionate yet stoic, feeling deeply for others yet keeping those emotions under control. The death of his sister was like a wrecking ball, Colossus' skin constantly shifting back and forth between flesh and organic steel as he collapsed to the ground, his face contorted as he cried uncontrollably.
Veil
Location: George Washington University: the Street
Skills: Leadership, Perception
"I didn't know there would be people guts flying!" Havok snapped back at Sapphire. Polaris hadn't woken up yet which was likely for the best, as she clearly did not want to see Sapphire breathing. He didn't know how things would work out later on when Polaris woke up at the Mutant Underground, but she had been a fighter for freedom and equality for mutants. He assumed that whatever she was doing with the Hellfire Club was just temporary insanity.

Havok didn't really like the newer members of the Mutant Underground any more than Sapphire did, but he wasn't in a position to turn his nose on up. He carried his unconscious girlfriend on over to the car, stepping over Pyro in the process - well, more of stepping on Pyro's face on purpose - before Havok got into the back, buckling Polaris in first before doing himself. "I dare anyone to have a problem with this."

Veil felt like she was about to have one of her veins burst from stress. They had narrowly survived a sentinel attack, Moonwalker had died during the purifier attack, and now people were screaming at each other. She was sadly starting to expect screaming from Sapphire. Part of her wanted to tell Echo that it wasn't his place to discipline Sapphire or that everyone was just lashing out after Moonwalker's death. Maybe they needed to do some team building exercises - like trust falls.

Sapphire rushed off to handle some business and fortunately, Veil's natural perceptive abilities - plus the fact that she had been the one leading this mission - helped her to piece it out. "Sapphire's getting what we need from Dr. Watts," she explained quickly for the others. "He could be the answer to curing M-Pox... to making Moonwalker's death not be in vein." If they came here and left empty handed, Moonwalker's sacrifice would have been for nothing. They couldn't allow that to happen. "Have the van running and everyone who's coming get in - as soon as Sapphire is done, we high tail it back to HQ."

She then got into the car, taking the shotgun seat next to her twin brother. The fire hydrants were continuing to pump water out, creating a small little flood in the road. It was winter in DC so odds were the water would be frozen if it wasn't cleared away by the next morning, making a nice road hazard for the morning rush to George Washington University the next morning. Pyro was currently covered in water, although he was face up so he wasn't in any danger of drowning.

Veil reached into her pocket and pulled out a small bottle of extra strength Advil, popping one of the pills. "Does anyone else want one?" she asked.
Casper Theriot
Location: Mutant Underground: Medical
Skills: Mediumship
"Magik's... It wasn't natural, clearly. That's Excalibur's thing," Negasonic told Glimpse bluntly. She was keeping eye contact for once, not typing away furiously on her phone or scrolling through Tumblr. "So are you going to help me or not, Princess Fancypants?" She breathed in a little hard through her nostrils, some tears in her eyes that Negasonic was forcing to hold back. It was a gamble but maybe they could bring Magik back.

Casper accepted the small cup of water and the medicine from James. He swallowed the pills dry and took the cup of water, pouring it down on his forehead. While he was feeling a lot better, he also felt a bit feverish or perhaps just overheated, so the water helped him to cool down. "There, I showered, babes - if you want me to take a longer one, I'm going to need a buddy to help," he proposed with a smile. He preferred to take baths to showers, mostly since he LOVED bubble bath - especially if rubber duckies were available. "And the toothbrush - is that for my teeth or for something else?"

"Are you up for me talking to James?" Ben asked Casper. He didn't really know if there was much of a point in answering James, having Casper butcher the delivery of it, and then seeing James' confusion. If he couldn't talk to James himself, there wasn't much of a point in trying at all. He did want to talk to someone that wasn't Casper about what he had seen at least. Casper wasn't the best at calming people down.

"I feel greeeeeat," Casper said. "And I just popped a pill, so let's do this! Abracadabra!" He wiggled his fingers like he was casting a spell, but nothing happened. Casper's eyes didn't glow blue. His hands didn't have a soft blue aura. "Sorry Ben, lemme try that again. Maybe... Shazam!" Casper clapped his hands together. His eyes crossed and he hit the ground hard in a dead faint.

"... That honestly went better than I expected."
In Agents of SHIELD - Concluded → 4 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

@BlueSky44@Kirah@Nallore@Natsu@Trainerblue192
The Triskelion - Washington D.C.: May 17th, 2021 - 2:00 P.M.
FROM THE DESK OF DIRECTOR HILL

THE FOLLOWING IS EFFECTIVE IMMEDIATELY:

1. ALL SUPERHEROES MUST REGISTER WITH SHIELD AND REVEAL THEIR SECRET IDENTITY

2. SUPERHEROES MUST BE AT LEAST 18 YEARS OLD

3. SUPERHEROES MUST PASS SHIELD TRAINING - EXCEPTIONS INCLUDE TRAINING FROM THE X-MEN, FANTASTIC FOUR, AND AVENGERS

4. ALL SUPERHEROES ARE SUBJECTED TO THE SUPERVISION OF SHIELD

VIOLATION OF THESE WILL RESULT IN IMMEDIATE EXTRACTION TO THE RAFT. MINIMUM SENTENCING IS THREE YEARS HOUSE ARREST. JUVENILE OFFENDERS WILL BE TRIED AS ADULTS. REPEAT OFFENDERS HAVE A RECOMMENDED SENTENCE OF TEN YEARS IMPRISONMENT.

ALL VIGILANTE ACTIVITY KNOWN TO SHIELD PERSONNEL MUST BE REPORTED TO THEIR SUPERVISOR OR LEAD IMMEDIATELY.

IF YOU SEE SOMETHING, SAY SOMETHING!
Bonnie Chase
Location: Roof of Steve Rogers' Apartment Building - Quinjet -> Steve Rogers' Apartment
Skills: Blessing of Athena, Perception, Enhanced Surgery
Bonnie nodded as Cass gave them their marching orders, extremely happy with Cass' intuition that she didn't really want to be around Flynn right now. Flynn hadn't even said a word or cast a glance in her direction since his screaming outburst, so as far as Bonnie was concerned, that relationship was over now. It hurt like hell, but she had too much self respect to put up with behavior like that. She'd rather be living her best life as a single woman than submit to emotional abuse. "Sounds good, boss lady," Bonnie told her friend, trying to sound lighthearted but it was clear her heart wasn't in it.

She disembarked from the quinjet with everyone and headed down the staircase, glad that it had a roof access. The apartment building wasn't what she would have expected to be the home of Captain America. The paint on the walls were peeling, the doors were covered in scratches, and the little signs indicating the unit numbers were tarnished. The carpets were a putrid orange color with suspicious stains - some of them looking like someone had done a poor job of cleaning up blood.

Bonnie tried the doorknob. It was locked. She wasn't that surprised, especially since Niah said that Rogers wasn't home. She had just been hoping there was an off chance it would be easily accessible. She reached into her bag she kept slung over her shoulder, pulling out a scalpel from her medical bag. Picking a lock couldn't have been that different from performing surgery. She inserted the scalpel carefully and listened as best as she could to the tumblers, eventually hearing a click and the door swung open.
Amelia Baptiste
Location: the Triskelion - Hangar
Skills: N/A
"Right on. Surprised he isn't an actual nutter, but I'm not complaining. I'd rather live in a world with weird wizards than fake ones on the telly any day!" Amelia exclaimed. She seemed to be perpetually happy and enthusiastic. She provided a real contrast to the rest of the Secret Warriors, as they struck her as rather cynical and melodramatic so far - especially the hotheaded one, Flynn. "And ace! I won't let you down," she promised, happy that Sparky was letting her come along.

When it came to the prospect of flying unaided, Amelia couldn't help but be extremely excited. She had tried to do sustained flights but she had trouble lasting more than five minutes. Her power was great for skydiving and breaking her fall, but for whatever reason, she just couldn't get herself to glide yet. It was frustrating, but she wasn't about to let it get her down. She had only had her powers for a few months now after all. "I can't glide - not yet, anyways. But I'll give it a whirl, maybe today'll be my lucky day! And if I do fall, I can always break my fall with my powers, so there's no worry there. This is gonna be so much fun!"
In X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽 → 4 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Neil Spellman
Location: Xavier's Institute - Main Entrance -> the Danger Room
Skills: N/A
Neil's head was spinning slightly as they reappeared at the front entrance. He knew that his body hadn't really moved - but at the same time, they had all moved incredibly fast in order to be in one spot and then pop up in another. It was giving him a headache just trying to rationalize the dizzying effects of Bethany's darkness infused teleportation. He had no idea whether or not there were any secret passages, but Banner apparently had been holding out on all of them, transporting Annie and some of the others away. Guin had to bring up Sara and Neil's eyes watered, trying not to think about her - maybe he needed to do another cord cutting ritual. The wounds were still so deep.

"Knowing Banner, he probably dropped them in an ocean," Neil muttered under his breath. He couldn't spend too much time being mad at Lance though, chaffing with irritation at having to be paired with him. The bugs were back and he barely put his hands up to his ears in time as Mira let out a shriek, clearing a small path. The next few seconds were a blur and suddenly, he was in the Danger Room with Carolina. He stumbled forward and ended up half sitting, half kneeling on the ground as he waited for everything to steady around him.

"...Is there a trash can somewhere... I um... I'm gonna..." Neil then hurled onto the ground, losing everything he had eaten that day and then some.

Guin Stark
Location: Xavier's Institute - Main Entrance -> the Danger Room
Skills: Telepathy (Mental Link & Mind Switch)
Guin blinked slightly, adjusting to the rapid change in her surroundings. Traveling with Bethany felt just about as fast as traveling with Pietro, only Pietro carried her bridal style which tended to give her a heads up that they were about to move quickly. There wasn't any flirty or romantic cue like that from the gothic member of the X-Men. "Damn girl, you're getting the hang of that - wrong location ignored, no one got trapped inside an indestructible box on a spaceship." She didn't notice the way Neil winced a bit at her comment alluding to his ex girlfriend, Sara Grey. "There probably is some sort of underground passageway - too bad no one has seismic sense and can stomp on the ground to find it, unless you know about one, Mare?"

From what she knew about Xavier, she figured there had to be secret passageways all over the X-Mansion. In fact, she would have been concerned for the old man's mental stability if there weren't at least three separate tunnel systems. They were able to fly the Blackbird out from underneath the basketball court if they wanted to after all. The X-Mansion was basically a glorified Clue board. Maybe they were lucky that Loki had watched Jumanji and not Clue then. Lance transported about half of the group away in a beam of light - had he been practicing his powers or googling for ideas on what he could do with them? And it was about time, since the bugs apparently had GPS tracking and had rushed out of the living room and found them at the main entrance.

The bugs were uselessly slamming themselves up against her suit. "Note to self - invest in bug spray for the Mark II," Guin mused. Pietro took Neil and Carolina off and in a few seconds he was back, grabbing Guin and Mira. Her helmet helped with the loud shrieks from Mira, preventing her from needing hearing aids like Neil. She frowned a bit though as they ran, noticing that he was significantly slower. Given his protective instincts (more overprotective ones, really), Guin would have thought he would be faster than normal. Yo, what gives? You're running like a turtle.

What are you talking about? Pietro responded, sounding a bit confused.

Either my perception of the world has vastly sped up or you're going slower than a little kid being asked to clean their bedroom.

...Wait seriously?

Uh, yeah, I wouldn't joke about this. I'm worried about you. Did you accidentally take some Mutant Growth Hormone or something? That stuff is terrible for you. I should know, I tried it once in high school and my dad almost killed me.

Nooooo I didn't... That's weird, like, really weird...

Guin frowned, looking around the group. Neil was vomiting, which she could understand - not everyone was used to running at the sort of speeds Pietro operated at. Some people got bad cases of whiplash from it if Pietro forgot to hold their necks for instance. A lot of people puked. She reached out and took Pietro's hand, the glove of her armor opening up so she could make skin contact. She felt sluggish and out of practice as she tried to use her powers, but eventually, her world seemed to shift.

She was in control of Pietro's body now. Usually, being Pietro meant everything looking like the speed of the video had been slowed down dramatically - like if someone had set everything for 10% of the ordinary playback speed. But now, things were barely distorted - they seemed to be more at 90%, maybe even 95%. "Guys, something's wrong with Pietro's powers - and mine too. Is anyone else feeling off?" Guin asked, although she was in Pietro's body, so to everyone else it would seem like Pietro was talking in the third person.
In Forgotten Space → 4 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Location: Atrium -> Top of the Pipe
Skills: N/A
Vinnie breathed in and right as she exhaled, memories came rushing back to her in a flood. She could barely attach names to the faces, but two in particular knocked the wind out of her - Dad and Pops. She remembered Pops spinning her at the roller rink the night of prom. Tears welled up in her eyes as a funeral then flashed through her head - Dad. He had lost his battle with drug addiction. Vinnie swallowed thickly, hoping to remember more, but it was just mostly important people and events in her life - her college graduation, her first day at Buzzfeed, brief blurs of Tessa and Sophia who really was her cousin.

"Sorry what was happening?" Vinnie asked, drying her eyes. She was pretty used to having to ask that question by now - she was a spacey person by nature, but thus far it hadn't been due to remembering the tragic funeral for her dad. "You need someone to go into there? And swim? And nearly die like Luke did?" she asked, her eyes widening. The guys were way too big to fit in there. Tessa wasn't in a mood to do it. And the thought of drowning sent an electrifying chill into her heart, but somehow, Vinnie managed to swallow her fear. "This is why men are useless and women should rule the world - we get stuff done!"

She took a deep breath and wiggled her arms and legs, as if that could shake away the fear and anxiety that she was about to go swimming in her grave. Did dead bodies float? She had to assume that they did, so at least she wouldn't be lost in the depths... but wouldn't that mean that all the shipwrecked sailors should have floated? Would they clump together? Was there an island of floating bodies of people who died at sea somewhere in the ocean? Did birds use it to make nests? Was that how coconuts migrated, via a raft made out of corpses?

Vinnie made her way in through the opening, the cold water instantly hitting her system and shocking her. It was like a painful sugar rush and Vinnie nearly slipped, but she regained her balance. In the process she got a mouthful of cold water and Vinnie screamed, bubbles spewing from her mouth as she struggled to get her mouth to be water free. The rushing water of the pipe was extremely difficult to navigate against. With gritty determination - and wishing that she had a video so she could record this and make a video out of it - Vinnie fought her way up against the pipe, the cold water chilling her to the bone. It was probably the quietest she had been in her life, since the roaring water inside the pipe wasn't ideal for keeping her mouth open beyond gasps for air.

She thanked her lucky stars when she saw a ladder up ahead. She grabbed one bar after the other, thinking at first that she hadn't managed to get it. She then realized with shock that she couldn't feel her fingers! Her eyes widened, wondering if they were going to freeze off and just fall off - would her fingers end up floating back to everyone? Would they know they were hers? Pure grit and determination was all that kept her going as Vinnie forced herself to move herself up the ladder, each movement harder than the last, and the sensation in her hands pretty much gone. She made her way up to the top of the pipe.

"Hey uh is it normal to not be able to feel my hands? Because I think my fingers got replaced by popsicles and I am reeeeally scared of drowning so please be nice and help me up, Greenie!" Vinnie pleaded, too exhausted for her usual word vomit.

Back on dry ground, Raynor was trying to communicate with Zarina via the radio. He was too big to fit on through the opening to go into the pipe. His memories had largely rushed back to him, helping him to identify just why he cared so much about this kid. She looked so much like Lana, his missing best friend. He didn't care about protecting children after all - he just cared about saving Lana, or her near doppleganger in Zarina. "Kid, you better answer me or I'm going to lose my shit," Raynor said gruffly through the radio. There was no response as the radio was set to the wrong channel, but he didn't know that.
In Ω Heroes of Olympus: the Hidden Gem (Nallore, Morose, Kirah) Ω → 4 yrs ago Forum: 1x1 Roleplay
☀️ Nancy Parker ☀️
Location: Up! - Fargo, North Dakota -> Up - Mount Rushmore, South Dakota
Skills: N/A
"Oooh, if we get there in the middle of the night, you know what would be totally rad? Putting graffiti on Washington's head," Nancy proposed, cackling slightly. She didn't know the context surrounding Mount Rushmore. Her amusement with the idea was entirely based as a rebellion against the patriarchy, unaware of the racist history surrounding the carved faces of United States presidents. Had she known, she would have suggested something a little more dramatic - like getting Greek Fire and using it to blast the entire thing to rubble. Maybe they could call in some friendly deity to do a lightning strike as a favor.

A few hours later when they arrived, Nancy had to wonder for a second whether one of the gods had heard her thoughts, decided they were amusing, and set things up so that way the dragon would totally trash the place. "How much do you wanna bet the mortals will think this was just some grody gas explosion?" Nancy commented, snickering slightly. It was awesome. There was so much unrestrained chaos here. The fires were a nice touch, as was the poop on one of the faces. "Oh bonus, if we get lucky, a news crew will film us and we'll become the terrorists who blew this place up."
In Ω Heroes of Olympus: the Stolen Muse (Nallore, Morose & KazAlkemi) Ω → 4 yrs ago Forum: 1x1 Roleplay
🌈 Leda Storm 🌈
Location: Houston, Texas
Skills: N/A
"Uh, bloody logical fallacy much? When did I ever say I was better than the Big Three? I just said I was better than you lot," Leda corrected Zeke with an annoyed smirk. She didn't believe that any demigod was above the gods - her sense of competition was purely reserved for the other demigods. She wasn't stupid. She knew claiming to be better than any god would result in a one way ticket to Hades and she was not ready to be judged yet as to her merit. She needed more time so she could work towards getting a spot in the Isles of the Blest.

Leda turned bright red as Calliope kissed her on the cheek. If she hadn't been dating Rebecca... "Erm, you're quite welcome," she stammered, trying to form a coherent thought. She really understood in that moment how so many mortals decided to sleep with gods, despite the tendency for things to go poorly for both them and their kids, especially if the god in question was Zeus. Hera was horrible to Zeus' demigod children, going beyond the usual bitterness of immortal spouses. The Hunters of Artemis came into the room a moment later, led by Thalia Grace, and they only put a slight damper on the mood.

"'Bout time you lot decided to join in," Leda joked. She went on out with the others and glanced around, wondering if Lady Artemis was there.
In 🌳 Hotel Valhalla: & the Gods of Asgard 🌳 → 4 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Runa Johansson
Location: Hotel Valhalla - Floor 472
Skills: N/A
Runa stared at Klara, her heart pounding as seconds felt like they stretched out into years. She didn't know what to say to answer her. And the longer she thought about what exactly to say, the more awkward the fact she wasn't saying anything had become - it was an exponential increase, a growth of awkwardness. Eventually, she decided for an incredibly belated nod, although Runa was pretty sure Klara must have thought she was an idiot or a freak with a language impediment. Maybe she should have been playing dumb this entire time - she could have claimed to only speak Norwegian even and not understand a word of English.

"Uh..." Runa squeaked, trying to decide what to do. So many things were coming at her, so many choices to make. Some of them were small - did she want to eat around a bunch of bloodthirsty strangers, eat in her room, or sneak off to another plane of existence? Others were larger - should she trust Loki and try to save her father and by extension the world from complete destruction? Going down to Earth had the definite benefit that she could avoid the hungry and hangry murderers in the dining hall - or Food Court - or whatever it was that they had here. She could also bolt more easily she had to imagine. At least on Earth, things made sense and she could just dash onto a bus. "...Earth would be nice."
In 🌠 Once Upon A Time 🌠(Concluded) → 4 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Megan Pendragon
Location: Merlin's Warehouse
Skills: N/A
Megan couldn't help but roll her eyes at Isabella as she came over asking if she was alright. Megan was fairly certain that Isabella just cared since she wanted to sleep with her brother - something that Megan couldn't imagine any human being on the planet wanting to do, but apparently, the daughter of Jasmine and Aladdin wanted to. Some people just had insanely weird taste. Her brother wasn't relationship material at all - the only things he consistently spent time and attention on were doughnuts and coffee. "I'll leave you two to it, Romeo and Juliet," Megan told Isabella and Jack dryly.

She stepped off away from them, her eyes narrowing a little bit as Merlin mentioned they would be leaving soon. She didn't really know what was going on. She didn't know what to expect on the other side of the portal. She supposed that she ought to have been concerned about her work and her life here, but as Megan thought on it, there sadly wasn't much keeping her here. It was her and her brother against the world, just like it always had been. "Where exactly are we going?" she asked Merlin.
In The Gifted - Concluded → 4 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
@Nallore@BlueSky44@Achronum@Trainerblue192@KazAlkemi@Framing A Moose@Kirah
February 16th, 2021 - 5:50 PM
The Ruins of the Old Mutant Underground DC HQ...

Colossus blinked back tears, turning from metal to flesh as he collapsed on the ground. He punched the dirt that he had walked over easily a thousand times, back when these ruins had been his home. He had spent so much time searching for his sister, praying that she was alive - and when he found her, it had been nothing short of a miracle. He had been reunited with Illyana for a little under half a year. And now she was gone again. Her eyes were dull. Her muscles were stiff. "I... I am sorry, Maximilian," Colossus apologized. His heart was weary, grieving for his sister, and he was full of disappointment with Sunshine. "...Jack. Have word with your daughter." He needed space and time to grieve. But someone needed to punish Sunshine for what she had done, to teach her that it wasn't okay to mess with other's emotions.
Veil
Location: George Washington University: the Street
Skills:Invisible Energy Manipulation, Parkour, Invisible Energy Attacks
"Hey, lighten up, Sapphire! You're no fairy princess yourself!" Havok complained. He was more than a little bit hurt to hear Sapphire's low opinion of him. He thought the two of them had really become good friends, bonding over their hatred of new people joining the Mutant Underground. He winced as Sapphire impaled Polaris with an ice knife, his mind flashing back to how Sapphire had killed Polaris in the House of M reality.

A few feet away from Havok, the ejected Sentinel pilot hit the pavement hard with a sickening crunch. Blood was splattered all over Alex Summers, making his hair a lovely shade of strawberry blonde. The pilot's ripped parachute lamely covered the body, looking more like an add for OSHA than something that would happen in real life. "Ugh, seriously? There's blood in my mouth...and... hair?!" He picked off bits of hair from his tongue. The strands were dark brown, ruining any possibility that they could have just been Havok's hair. Veil's flamboyant twin brother knocked Polaris out and Havok ran on over to his girlfriend, scooping her up and carrying her bridal style.

"It's a sentinel, they're not going to be something we can take down with anything electromagnetic, they made these things to fight mutants," Veil explained. "Well, one mutant in particular - Magneto." She didn't say anything about Havok grabbing Polaris, as she expected that. Whether or not they could bring Polaris back to the Underground was a different conversation. Maybe she was being manipulated, although it couldn't have been telepathic - Polaris wore a headpiece that functioned similarly to her father's helmet, protecting her mind from telepaths.

She created force field stepping stones, moving higher into the air with each jump. Veil honestly didn't know why she had never tried to use her powers like this before - she loved Parkour and this played into it easily. She sent two force fields at the Sentinel, hoping that her sort of energy manipulation would get through, but there was definitely some sort of force field deflecting it. "New plan. Energy manipulations are out. Brute force is in. If we can throw things at it, I think it'll get through." She made another set of force field stepping stones, hopping until she was on solid ground again.

The Sentinel unleashed a huge blast of violet energy, slamming into Veil's force field. If her reflexes hadn't been so fast, it would have killed her. The Sentinel sent another blast at Andy, although Andy would be able to narrowly dodge it thanks to her enhanced reflexes.
Sunshine & Casper
Location: Mutant Underground: Entranceway -> Medical
Skills: Mediumship
Sunshine was ignoring everything going on around her. She had dragged Magik over to the moth eaten couch in the entranceway, cradling her in her arms as she cried. She had never felt an emotion this deep before. When she and her found family had been sent to prison for a crime they didn't commit, she had sobbed and cried, realizing she would never see them again. But this pain was different. She wanted to trade places with Magik, so that way Illyana could live and see another sunrise.

"Sure, James," Negasonic said, her usual snark and sarcasm gone. She went over to Captain Britain's daughter, putting an arm around her and leading her upstairs to medical. An idea was forming in her head. She had heard Casper babbling about a demon appearing when Magik died. "Glimpse... I need a favor. I need a way for Colossus and I to go visit Excalibur." Excalibur was a British superhero team, led by Captain Britain and Psylocke. They were almost exclusively all mutants and tended to be the experts on things that went bump in the night (beyond the Sorcerer Supreme of course). Nightcrawler and Shadowcat were on the roster, as well as a dragon named Lockheed.

Casper's head was starting to clear, as there was more and more distance put between him and what he had seen. Ben was still incredibly on edge, hovering closer to Casper, as if that could protect him from being dragged to hell or wherever Magik's soul had been taken. "I feel a lot better, babes, I promise," Casper said, sitting down on a bed in medical. "I don't even think I'm going to puke... And my heart isn't hammering, because You-Know-Who isn't around being horrifying."

"I thought Harry Potter was canceled?" Ben asked.

"No, that was the transphobic moron who wrote it. Every minute she's off in a public signing books, she's depriving some village of their idiot," Casper complained. Discussing the fall of JK Rowling was a lot more comfortable than thinking about the horned thing that had dragged Magik away. He shuddered as the images flashed in front of his eyes again. He didn't know if he would be able to sleep ever again. But as long as he could focus on James and how positively cute he was, Casper was safe. He knew James wouldn't let anything happen to him.

"...Babes can I have some Advil? Or Tylenol?" Casper then whimpered, his headache coming back strong. "Or a Xanax? Or Adderall?"
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