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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 Agents of SHIELD - Concluded → 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

@BlueSky44@Kirah@Nallore@Natsu@Trainerblue192
May 17th, 2021
Skrull Prison Ship - Orbiting Saturn
Mister Fantastic looked positively flabbergasted at Maria's comment, as if it was impossible to imagine not being the smartest man alive. Banner was long gone, meaning that his only real competition was Tony Stark - and, well, Reed was fairly certain the alcohol had killed Tony's brain cells off more efficiently than any supervillain could have done. "That's - that's incorrect! Anyone can know a fact, that doesn't give you intelligence!" Reed protested.

Sue rolled her eyes. "Honey, be careful, your ego is showing."

Off the bridge and back in the hallway, the Wasp looked thankful to have someone else present. Princess Anelle had lost it. Her eyes were irritated from crying, her hair was a bit of a mess, and there was a wet spot on the Wasp's chest that indicated basically Princess Anelle had been sobbing into the West Coast Avenger. "How'd it go in there?" Hope asked.

Princess Anelle sniffled, looking at Maria and Flynn. It would have been easy for her to hate them, for her to lash out and scream. But instead, her shoulders sank slightly. "It matters not whether I am alright... only how my people fare is important now," she said softly. "Either kill me as well and make me a martyr for my people, or return me to my cell. It is all the same."
May 18th, 2021
Clint Barton's Homestead - Missouri: 8:50 A.M.
Bonnie bit back a slight smile at the shade Cass threw at Kwassi. Kwassi hadn't made the best first impression on her, and as a Catholic girl, she was quick to judge. She wasn't going to cling to her judgment though - if Kwassi changed her mind, then he changed her mind. She'd rather see someone change for the better than cynically doubt that it could ever be possible. Case in point, Evelyn annoyed her slightly. "Like I said, Captain America sets up a meeting in the Oval Office. We take out the Secret Service there quietly and take out the skrull imposter." They didn't need to lure the fake President away.

She glanced at Niah, thinking for a moment. She didn't know if Niah would be able to be wheelchair free with their timeline. And of course, Sparky was visibly pregnant. However as Sparky and Kwassi started talking about tech, the puzzle pieces snapped together for her. "Sparky and Niah could be our girls in the chair - essentially running the tech end of this mission, making sure to reroute cameras and whatnot to keep us in the clear," she proposed.

"Ooo, girls in the chair? That sounds wicked cool!" Amelia gushed. "Hey, Sparks, question, do people actually say I'm in and stuff when they finish hacking? I assume you know how to hack, you seem like a tech minded person, really everyone here from SHIELD seems to be pretty good at tech, although Fury I have a personal headcanon that you don't know how to use Snapchat that I would looove to be proven wrong about if you got a mo."

"I think I'm a little old for Snapchat," Fury said dryly. "More of a MySpace guy."

"I like that idea," Raynor said with a smirk. It kept his pregnant wife away from the action. And he was happy that Sparky was getting to use her skills. He knew that she felt invisible at times on the team - a part of him found it ironic she hadn't developed invisibility for her mutant power instead of flight or electricity manipulation at times. "We can sneak the President in as just another Secret Service agent, trust me, all you need is a good pair of shades and no one will recognize you. A baseball hat helps too, but it wouldn't be in character."

"Alright, it seems we have the swap planned. Going off of what... Moss, right? said, we should think strategy for the convention itself," Agent 13 interjected.

"Your cat, it detects skrulls?" Captain America said, glancing over at Goose. He stroked his cheek for a second, thinking. "Any chance you could get some more cats like that? Could be useful."

Amelia tried not to giggle too much, picturing a cat army.

"Yes, actually. There are more flerkens on this planet than you would expect - the Kree had a specific breeding program where they were sent to inhabited worlds. And each flerken lays over one hundred eggs at a time, so they reproduce readily... If we tried enough animal shelters, we should be able to find some," Mar-Vell suggested.

"Sooooo we're going kitty cat hunting? Awesome!"

In The Gifted - Concluded → 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
@Nallore@BlueSky44@Achronum@Trainerblue192@Framing A Moose@Kirah
February 17th, 2021 - 3:10 PM
The Mutant Underground

Veil smiled wryly at her brother's overprotectiveness. It was a little bit bittersweet, having someone so worried about her. She returned her brother's hug, having dropped her force fields. She could feel him crying, she didn't need to visually confirm it. She hugged him a little tighter, hoping that it would calm him down. She had gotten used to things like this happening - she was almost a little numb to the danger and the violence. "Hey, you're not going to lose me," she reassured him quietly. "It'll take more than a few rocks to take me out."

Veil hesitated for a moment, not certain how much was a good idea to share about Glimpse at the moment. Morale was low, with the bomb threat and Stareyes' condition. They had been able to rally together for a rescue effort, and Veil didn't want to ask more of them - but at the same time, she didn't believe in withholding information. She wasn't like Xavier when it came to keeping secrets. "Glimpse killed a mutant in front of some S.H.I.E.L.D. agents," she explained quickly. "She did it to protect us from the Hellfire goons... and she decided to leave. Maybe her father can fix it for her, I don't know. I don't know if she got out before the collapse."

"Seriously, you sound worse the more you talk," Havok pointed out to Sapphire, raising an eyebrow. He had a hand on her shoulder, just to make sure that she didn't fall or anything with the way she was behaving.

Casper went straight after James (or rather, gayly after James?). He didn't know if James was going to hurl, if he had been injured, or what - everything had been completely insane but he knew that his boyfriend needed him. He found James on the floor and Casper knelt down next to him, wrapping his arms around him. He could feel the tension in James' body and even as his own head was swimming from fatigue, none of that mattered. All that mattered was that James was okay.

He rocked James gently, before singing softly a lullaby that his maman used to sing when he was sick. "À la claire fontaine, m'en allat promener, j'ai trouvé l'eau si belle, que je m'y suis baigné. Il y a longtemps que je t'aime, jamais je ne t'oublerai," he sang softly. "Sous les feuilles d'un chêne, je me suis fait sécher, sur la plus haute branche, un rossignol chantait. Il y a longtemps que je t'aime, jamais je ne t'oublerai."

He didn't even consider that Max was in the room as well, just focusing on comforting James as best as he could.

Meanwhile in the entranceway, Sunshine nodded at Zarina. They really needed to go tell the others what was going on, at least the potential good news that they had. Zarina was being purposefully mysterious and Sunshine just didn't have the emotional bandwidth to press her about it at the moment. "Come on, then," she said, motioning for Greenie to follow her as she went up the stairs and found the others. She paused for a moment, seeing a human popsicle.

Her first thought was that Max did something horrible, but ice was more Sapphire's thing and Max tended to throw around fire. If there had been a crispy corpse in front of them, then it definitely would've been Max. She tilted her head slightly, trying to tell who exactly it was frozen in there - had Sapphire finally lost her cool on Glimpse? "Soooo you all clearly had fun. Greenie found the bombs, she thinks she can defuse them."


In 🌳 Hotel Valhalla: & the Gods of Asgard 🌳 → 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Runa Johansson
Location: Helheim
Skills: N/A
Runa listened to Nadia's gruesome depiction of the show - the concept never made much sense to her. It seemed like normal zombies, up until the part about anyone who died turning into a supernatural monster. The show hadn't been her cup of tea at any rate. She liked to watch nature documentaries or sitcoms whenever she was bored and looking for something to watch on TV. Sitcoms were nice - everything was always okay in them, even the obstacles and problems could be solved in twenty minutes or less. They were the opposite of their current situation, as they slowly crossed underneath the bridge.

Nadia seemingly lost her balance, having made the mistake of looking down. Runa carefully reached out and steadied her. "Are you alright?" she asked. She wasn't going to tell Nadia not to look down, Nadia was smart, she already would know that and didn't need it repeated. Rushing wasn't going to get them off of this any safer anyways. They could afford to go a bit slower at a pace that Nadia was comfortable with.
In Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω → 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
🌈 Leda Storm 🌈
Location: Argo III
Skills: Superspeed
"Pfft, since when do I let things go to my head?" Leda scoffed, although she was smirking ever so slightly. She did really enjoy being the hero. Who wouldn't? There was a certain allure to being self righteous and morally right, and throw in the gifts of being a demigod and boom, you were a bonafide hero. She could imagine her comic book if she closed her eyes - it would have all the colors of the rainbow on the cover page, the artists would be properly appraised of boob physics, and the enemies would be nuanced and dressed to the nines. Mary would be her annoying know it all best friend, while Kiera would be her elusive love interest, probably the daughter of the main villain - and as Leda thought about it, that honestly tracked. Poseidon got up to some shady stuff.

She climbed up the rope ladder, emerging onto the top deck of the Argo III. She inhaled sharply through her teeth, seeing all of the injured - and the dying. It freaked her out slightly, confronting her own mortality like this - it could have easily been any of them in that position. But actions helped her to not think, so she started speeding the injured one at a time down to the infirmary, zipping back up to the deck, and grabbing the next one. In total, she was able to make eight trips before she had to take a moment to catch her breath. She had blood on her hands and she didn't even know who it belonged to at this point.

☀️ Nancy Parker ☀️
Location: Senate Building -> Argo III
Skills:
Nancy considered arguing with Alexandra that she should have gone first, but there wasn't the time to have a contest about who was the more selfless person. "Stay close," Nancy warned, not liking the hole in the ground that was forming one bit. She scaled the rope ladder, coming up onto the deck of the Greek ship. She was relieved to see Madalyne there, and when she spotted Niah, a little bit of tension left her body. Her best friends had survived. Losing New Rome was hard enough, she didn't know what she would have done if she had lost them as well. Nancy didn't have any medical training, otherwise she would have assisted there.

Instead, she unloaded the bags of prophecies and scrolls and everything that Alexandra had given her to carry, before looking for some place where she could be useful. She spotted that a few of the weapons weren't currently in use, and instantly went over to one that she figured she could handle. Madalyne was clearly casting a spell to help them, but just in case it wasn't enough, Nancy was ready to blast some monsters to Tartarus. In fact, she spotted some in range and Nancy started firing, hitting group after group until she had blasted seven groups of monsters into dust.


In Agents of SHIELD - Concluded → 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

@BlueSky44@Kirah@Nallore@Natsu@Trainerblue192
May 17th, 2021
Skrull Prison Ship - Orbiting Saturn
The last of the skrulls on the Bridge had been defeated - although there were doubtless more on the ship. The Human Torch and Iron Man were both unconscious. The Wasp was outside, back in the main area, babysitting the upset Princess Anelle. The Invisible Woman had found a spot to sit and was taking some deep breaths, her pregnancy wasn't feeling all that great at the moment, although she wasn't due to get into labor just yet. It wasn't anything to worry over.

"Richards, what's the status on Stark?" Black Widow asked.

"And then, to repeat Agent Flynn's question - where the hell are we?" Hill then asked. She knew that Mister Fantastic was one of the brightest minds in the world, if anyone present (and conscious) could figure out where they were and how to fly a spaceship, it was him. Although from what she remembered reading in the files, Captain Marvel wasn't a stranger to aliens either.

"Tony's fine, he'll live," the Invisible Woman answered, as her husband was engrossed in thought, looking at the machines and the displays and whatnot.

"We're orbiting Saturn, placing us approximately 1.2 billion kilometers from Earth. At the speed the Cassini probe travels at, this would place our return to Earth as occurring in eight years. We can then postulate that the skrulls either can greatly exceed this speed or that we were placed in stasis during transit," Richards explained. "I find the latter to be unlikely, given that I have already managed to significantly outpace the probe's speed, and that a species capable of warfare in space would likely not place their prison station eight years from the military engagement. Ergo, if I can learn this alien system of travel, I estimate that we should return to Earth in less than one year. I would further guess this travel time is less than one month, but my knowledge of military strategy is lacking for suitable analysis."

"These ships travel faster than the speed of light," Captain Marvel answered. She walked up to one of the displays, before punching in a series of coordinates. "I'm a spacer, this is kind of my thing," she said with a smirk, before the stars around them seemed to blur into lines as they jumped into hyperspace! "We'll return to Earth in four days."
May 18th, 2021
Clint Barton's Homestead - Missouri: 8:40 A.M.
Bonnie couldn't help but feel a little bad having lied to Cass - but she didn't regret her decision. She wasn't ready to talk about it with someone else just yet. She still didn't understand it herself and she needed the time to process it on her own. Even though it had happened back in February, she hadn't had much downtime to really look into it - all of her time was spent at S.H.I.E.L.D. working to protect the world, particularly from M-Pox.

"Please, call me T'Challa - there is no need to be so formal," Black Panther insisted. He didn't mind his title being used when he was acting as the king of Wakanda, but here he was acting as the Black Panther for the sake of the world at large. He frowned slightly as Oliver debriefed them all on the situation. He was familiar with the upcoming UN summit. While Wakanda was not part of the United Nations, preferring to remain isolated and closed off, he kept himself appraised of worldly affairs.

"An attack at the UN Summit will cause a global incident whose ramifications we cannot predict," T'Challa commented sagely. "How do you propose we make our stand?"

"There'll be security all over the place - CIA, KGB, MI6, you name it," Agent 13 then chimed in. "It'll be impossible to send a large group in, even more impossible to have the Avengers show up. You're all too recognizable. Rogers can't walk down the street without getting recognized, and Spider-Man is a national treasure."

"I know it won't be easy, but we need to get this done - it isn't just our country at stake, the entire world is looking at us," Captain America argued. "If we send in a smaller team, they could flush out the skrulls, and drive them towards us away from the civilians."

Bonnie tapped her fingers on the table slightly, as the plan was beginning to click into place in her mind. They had another resource present they hadn't talked about - a world leader was seated at their table. Wakanda wasn't part of the United Nations, but the USA was. "We could use the President and disguise ourselves as Secret Service," she suggested. "Captain America will go to the White House to meet with the skrull president, we come in as Secret Service, we quietly take out the Secret Service in the oval office and we seamlessly replace them. Meanwhile, someone else wipes the security footage so we were never there. The President and us then travel to Geneva for the convention."

"I can handle the security footage," Fury volunteered. "Take Goose with you. He can sniff out skrulls. And no one suspects a cat."

Raynor's eyes were narrowed. He wasn't a huge fan of this plan, namely since Sparky was very pregnant and the White House was going to be filled with angry people with guns. He'd much rather leave her here on Barton's secret farm until everything was over, but he wasn't even going to bother trying to argue the point with her. He knew that she would just zap him and do it anyways, and he didn't want to admit it, but he still didn't feel completely 100% just yet. "Great, a spy mission, at least we won't have you trying to kill us, huh Barnes?" Raynor asked.

Bucky just stared at him.

"You realize how creepy it is when you do that, right?" Sam pointed out.

"It's just his vibe," Spider-Man commented with a shrug. "He just be like that."

Amelia was very excited about all of this. Sure, she knew it would have been logical to be a bit nervous or apprehensive, but it wasn't every day they got to secretly sneak the President back into the White House and get rid of an imposter with Captain America and the Falcon! She wasn't always the best at stealth, mainly because she liked to scream and cheer and everything, but she figured she could manage it. She'd figure it out, right? She was even practicing right now, staying silent and vibrating with the urge to blab out a million questions and then some.

"My old team can handle the job," Hawkeye said, more or less reassuring the Avengers that the agents were capable. "...You guys can go five minutes without screaming at each other still, right?" he then followed up.

In X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽 → 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Guin Stark
Location: The Kyln
Skills: Telepathy
Guin had been having a horrible nightmare.

They had been in space on the Millennium Falcon, when suddenly an anomaly had appeared out of nowhere. Iris had set herself on fire, and Pietro solved the situation by jettisoning her. A group of glorified trigger happy space cops had boarded their vessel. Pietro had murdered some. And then, it all had gone dark - but that meant that the nightmare was over. She would open her eyes and she'd be in bed snuggled up to her husband, and he'd calm her down, and they'd chalk the nightmare up to watching Alien at 3 AM.

Guin opened her eyes, and she screamed at the top of her lungs. It hadn't been a nightmare. She was in a prison cell. Her mind unconsciously reached out to inflict that same pain and fear on others - luckily, her telepathic reach wasn't strong enough at the moment for anything to happen. Her heart was pounding so fast she could hardly breathe. She got up from where she had been lying and pounded on the door, finding that it was sealed shut. The air felt like it was incredibly thin in the cell. Her world was spinning. She needed to run, she needed to get out of there, she was just a little NPC trapped on a station with Darth Vader, she needed to get out!

Pietro come get me right now I don't care what you have to do I need you to get me out of here!!!!!! Guin screamed telepathically, just as she was still screaming in reality.

Oww Guina my head...

Guin was kicking at the door now as hard as she could. "LET ME OUT OF HERE!!!!!" she screamed. Her toes were throbbing but she didn't care. She felt like a caged animal. Pietro I need you to come get me right now I'm losing my shit and I'll let you be as overprotective as you want and everything just GET ME OUT!!!!!!

I hurt Guina, I can't exactly come to where you are at the moment...

I need you right now, I'll even wear a Star Trek slutty costume, I just need you to come and get me right now! Guin was still trying to force the door down, not even aware of the fact that Mary was probably seriously judging her at the moment, but prison was one of her greatest fears and she wasn't handling it well. Please come save me!!! "Let me out right now or... or I'll make your brains explode!!!" Guin shouted.

Guina, calm down... Please my head was already hurting from everything else

I c-c-can't! Guin replied, hyperventilating and unable to catch her breath. She had stopped screaming at least, but even that wasn't too much progress.

It's okay Guina... Just please don't scream into my head... It's like someone put my head in a bucket and started hitting it repeatedly... That's how bad that's kind of making my head hurt...

No, it's not okay! We're going to die in here. They're going to rape us and shank us and then they'll cut out our tongues and put them in the food and then we'll be shoved into a giant trash compactor and they'll laugh and dissect us and remove our brains and and and - we need to get out now!

...That is nothing like how prison typically works.

It's space prison, it's probably way worse! In Earth prisons they put collars on mutants to make you into slaves and then they kill you if you breathe funny! Guin had slid down to the ground now, hugging her knees to her chest. I can't do this. I need you to come do it for me. You can be in charge I don't wanna be.

That's also not really how prisons on Earth work either, and I got locked up in the freaking Raft and other prisons over the course of my life... And I can't right now... I'm kind of stuck where I am at the moment...
Runa Baldurdattir
Location: The Kyln
Skills: N/A
Runa had never been in prison before - although a fair amount of people on Asgard had lobbied for her to be placed in one when her powers and dominion revealed themselves. When she had awoken, she took a seat on the floor with her legs crossed as if meditating. There was not much that could be done besides waiting for her cellmate, Bethany, to come to consciousness. She hadn't used her voice earlier and now it seemed she would need to. She could use her abilities to warp reality and ideally solve this entire mess without any further bloodshed, although she was not intending on bringing Quicksilver back with them - he had blood on his hands.

She hadn't noticed any technology inhibiting the use of powers for herself or for her companion. She would have expected better from the Nova Corps. Her brother's prison on Asgard accounted for such things. There were enchantments ensuring that magic and whatnot could not be used to escape. Sure, illusions could be cast but actually leaving the cell? That was out of the question. She did stretch her arm out, calling Gandr to her - and she waited. Hopefully it wouldn't be too long.
In The Gifted - Concluded → 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
@Nallore@BlueSky44@Achronum@Trainerblue192@Framing A Moose@Kirah
February 17th, 2021 - 3:00 PM
The Tunnels

Casper held up a finger as if to ask for a moment, still breathing so heavily it was like he had just run a mile hungover in less than ten minutes. He wasn't even super aware of his surroundings, so it was really lucky that the rubble was all taken care of for the most part, although things were still shifting ever so slightly and threatening to crumble down on them all. The sooner everyone got through Max's portal, the better. "Oh god, it's like my lungs went up my ass," Casper wheezed, after Spark Plug put a hand on his shoulder. He was drenched in sweat, so her hand was going to be wet now.

"Yeah, you're fine," Ben scoffed, rolling his eyes.

Casper forced himself to look James in the eye, as much as just moving his neck made every muscle in his body ache and groan. "You're doing amazing too, babes," he said. He knew that James may not have needed compliments and praise the way Casper did, but he still wanted to make sure he knew anyways.

Waverley was beginning to feel the strain of dampening all of those vibrations (3), even with Echo's assistance. Her trembling limbs would release the vibrations in one wave, with the outcome not being decidedly terrible, but it easily could have been better. The vibrations caused a new crack in the road above them to form, sending fresh rubble falling down. The rubble wasn't stopped entirely by Max's new support arches, and Veil's force fields caught the rubble just in time, a gigantic clump of it suspended just inches away from Spark Plug's face. If Veil hadn't had her force field up, Spark Plug would've been instantly killed.

"Hey, take it easy," Veil cautioned. She was incredibly proud of how well everyone was working together. She knew from her time at Xavier's that there were mutants who could use their powers to allow groups to work better in sync, in harmony really - and right now, she didn't think that the Mutant Underground needed anything like that. Everyone was working together and listening. No one was bickering or squabbling. It made her tear up slightly, feeling like a mother whose children no longer needed them.

Havok hesitated for a moment. The kid was through and Jack had gotten their popsicle. That left him with the loopy one. A little bit worried that Sapphire might freeze him for this, Havok took Sapphire's hand and guided her on out, leading her to the others and then through the portal to safety. "Once James fixes Stareyes, Sapphire's got a screw loose. She's gone all baby Elsa." Casper walked through the portal as well, and Veil would walk through once everyone else more or less had gone.
Sunshine
Location: Mutant Underground: Entranceway
Skills: N/A
Sunshine could hear the echo of voices coming from upstairs - they must have been back now from the retrieval operation. Her heart throbbed with pain, remembering how Magik used to be the one who bent space and time in order to relocate them, not Max. The wound was raw and fresh still. She raised a slight eyebrow at Zarina mentioning here - maybe she was from Europe or something. "Where are you from, again?" Sunshine asked. She figured it was another piece of information she had missed, where Greenie was actually from.

"Well duh, figured you'd need to be able to see it or whatever," Sunshine murmured. "Maybe Max can zip you around town to all of the bombs and have you do your thing. Then no one else has to get sick or whatever. Can't believe some asshole is trying to take out the mutants... Oh wait, I can believe it, because all flatscans are evil."
In 🌠 Once Upon A Time 🌠(Concluded) → 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Megan Pendragon
Location: Camelot - Pub
Skills: N/A
Megan raised an eyebrow, hearing the blonde exclaim something about a bird attack. She had no idea what that was all about, and she definitely would have pursued it, if it hadn't been for her brother's abduction. While she hadn't been a cop and was instead the medical examiner, she knew that the longer a kidnapping victim went without being rescued, the more the odds dropped that they would return alive. Jack had already been moved to a secondary location and she didn't need John Mulaney to explain the horrors of that. The curly haired boy was annoying her. The answers to his questions seemed rather obvious.

"You shouldn't make promises to a victim's relative," Megan told Merlin, before going up the stairs and snatching up her and Jack's belongings. She then raced back down in record time, her heart pounding with adrenaline. If anyone complained about having to move quickly or wanting to take a shower, she'd skewer them with her sword. "Let's leave, we need to hurry," she then told Merlin. She didn't trust everyone here to not drag their feet.
In 🌳 Hotel Valhalla: & the Gods of Asgard 🌳 → 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Runa Johansson
Location: Helheim
Skills: N/A
Runa understood the reference to the Walking Dead - some people at school would play a game that had been based off of the show. It was never her cup of tea, but it was hard to not know about it. She was more shocked though to hear that Nadia had been killed by zombies. From what she was beginning to understand, every myth and legend existed in some shape or form. She had to wonder if the Norse gods were the only ones out there - or if there could have been others. She decided she'd ask the question later. They had more important things to focus on.

She bit her lip slightly at Nadia's solution to the entrance problem - she wasn't thrilled about the prospect of another climb, although at least there wouldn't be a giant squirrel shouting abuse at them. She took a breath and started to climb down onto the platform after Nadia carefully, managing to not slip or anything and she thanked her lucky stars for that. She then started to walk on the support beam, going slowly and carefully in order to avoid plummeting off of the thing.
In Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω → 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
☀️ Nancy Parker ☀️
Location: Senate Building
Skills: Daggers, Hand to Hand Combat
Nancy was relieved to see Alexandra still alive - and only a small part of it was because she didn't want to become the Augur in the event of her sister's passing. It was selfish and she didn't feel good about it, but that was the way she felt. She had always been very in touch with her uglier emotions. They were raw and vibrant - and she could trust them, they couldn't be manufactured like happiness or joy. "On it," Nancy told her sister, grabbing as many of the bags as she could carry. She slung them over her shoulder and carried them on her back, leaving her hands free for her twin daggers. After all of the fighting, her voice was sore and she didn't know if she'd be able to belt out another powerful blast.

Once they had as much as they could carry, Nancy motioned for Alexandra to follow her. Outside of the Senate Building, she could hear a group of monsters nearby. It wasn't that shocking - New Rome had fallen, the Legion was in retreat, the monsters were claiming the city. It made strategic sense. Still, it didn't make it hurt any less, knowing that these monsters were destroying her home. "I've got this, stay close," she whispered to Alex. Her throat felt too scratchy for her power of song to work, so she had her daggers ready. She followed the sound before seeing a small crowd of monsters.

"Hey there, losers," Nancy taunted. She swiped with her daggers at one, only to miss. Her next few strikes weren't so unlucky though. She carved a safe path for them to escape through, killing six monsters in all. She checked to make sure that Alexandra was still with her as she rushed on through, her daggers out as if daring any more monsters to come near them.
🌈 Leda Storm 🌈
Location: New Rome -> Argo III
Skills: Superspeed
"A little thank you for saving your life would be nice, Marygold," Leda said, shaking her head. "Also, it's rude to waste tea. Even if the city is burning down to the ground around us." She had mostly made the tea since she had been moving at that fast a speed anyways and she hadn't felt like slowing down just yet. To her, the world moved in slow motion at times - usually when she ran - so making tea before slowing down for everyone else's brains to catch up? It didn't make much of a difference in the long run, just a few seconds really.

She smirked when Kiera gave her a kiss on the cheek - clearly someone knew how to appreciate a rescue! The Roman god then came in, telling them all that they needed to leave and he'd stay behind. Leda wasn't worried about him. Gods were famously immortal after all. "Thanks, appreciate it," she told him earnestly, wanting to show respect anyways. She then grabbed Kiera and Mary and took off at a run, dodging projectiles and whatnot, and coming to a halt at the Argo III. "Ta-da, we know you have your choice in speedsters, so we'd like to thank you for running with us today."
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