Morose

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω Officially Done

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🌈 Leda Storm 🌈

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Location: Camp Half-blood: Dining Pavilion
Skills: N/A

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"Oi, be nice to the pegasi!" Leda protested. They were associated with her mother after all - and they were very on brand for Leda's personal aesthetic. She giggled though at Kiera's complaints about the elephant. The elephant always felt so incredibly random to her. Why couldn't the Romans have been normal and had something not so bizarre? Were elephants even really that great for warfare or whatever? She supposed a small flying elephant would have been cute - maybe she ought to go suggest that to one of their leaders. She knew one of them had a pet mini dragon.

She glanced from side to side, before nodding. "Just the one. Mum said the gods are starting to pick sides... Which is probs a no-brainer, but it'd be nice to avoid a repeat of the Trojan War," Leda said. She didn't want to know what would happen if the godly civil war really began, especially since she figured it would spread to Camp Half-blood. They already had the Romans around bringing up tension, they didn't need the cabins fighting each other as well for dominance. Luckily, she hadn't seen anything like that among the Big Three kids - yet.

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☀️ Nancy Parker ☀️

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Location: Camp Half-blood: Dining Pavilion
Skills: N/A

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Nancy glanced up, hearing her half-brother approach the table. While she had been trying not to get close to anyone new here at Camp Half-blood, as she'd inevitably have to leave them behind in order to walk Diana's path, she hadn't been able to do so with Zeke. It was nice to have someone else who understood what it was like to be a child of Apollo - that and the archery lessons, as she didn't want to embarrass herself with Diana's bow. She had gotten fairly good at it since Zeke began training her, but she knew that she still had a lot of room for improvement. "Sure, we can knock in a session, that'd be radical," she told him. "Not too long though, I have to plan for the War Games."

She then glanced down at the map Mads had conjured up. It sounded like a good plan - and a nice change of pace from the usual War Games. They pretty much were always at New Rome, so most variations with the geographic set up had already been done. If they had had a second ship, she would've suggested training the Legion on some naval combat maneuvers in the lake, but as it was, Mads had a good plan. "I like it. Do we want to invite the Greeks to participate?" she posed.

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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@BlueSky44@Kirah@Nallore@Natsu@Trainerblue192

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May 17th, 2021

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Skrull Prison Ship

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"Mar-Vell's my mentor. She was a big deal in the Air Force, did a lot of stuff with experimental planes, and since she's Kree, she helped me to understand that part of me," Carol reflected. She was half-human, half-Kree - a hybrid. There weren't very many Kree on Earth that she knew of, so Mar-Vell had more or less been a role model to her.

"Mar-Vell inspires greatness and possibility," Anelle agreed with a sigh. "It's been some time since I have seen my beloved. I was meant to escape to be with her on a shuttle, but I was captured and declared a traitor to my people... That is why you have found me in the cell earlier today. I have been a prisoner of the Empress for many Earth rotations."

"I'm fine, just listening to the Game of Thrones recap," Tony groaned, finally getting up off his feet. His arc reactor wasn't flickering in and out, so it seemed like he wasn't dying - at the moment at least. "And I'd love to hear this plan, although something tells me it's more like 12% of a plan, and I'll have to fix it."

Hill completely ignored Tony. The Human Torch wasn't conscious yet, although his eyes were fluttering, so he'd likely wake up soon. "I'd like to hear this proposal as well, Wasp."

"Well... We found out from Princess Anelle that the Kree have a weapon that can detect skrulls. If we can steal it from them, we could use it to definitively figure out who all the skrulls on Earth are and expel them," Wasp proposed. "I have another idea though. If we could stage a coup, get rid of the Empress and install Princess Anelle on the throne, Anelle can order the skrulls to withdraw."

"What do we know about the Kree?" Black Widow asked, weighing their options.

"They're one of the strongest empires in the galaxy. Stealing from them would be a suicide mission," Carol said bluntly.

"Speaking as a fan of not dying, I vote we go with the second plan then and throw a coup!"

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May 18th, 2021

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Clint Barton's Homestead - Missouri: 9:30 A.M.

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"Oh, that's lit, I'm a huge Star Wars stan," Spider-Man gushed to Cass. "I'm actually working on making a Lego Death Star with a friend right now, when we finish I can bring it over and show it to you guys. I'm guessing you have a secret base in New York somewhere? I'm not much of a guy for traveling out of state very often."

"For the moment? No," Bonnie told Cass, shaking her head. "I'm going to want to clean out the wound again before Sparky does anything with installation of a robotic eye, but given that the eye hasn't been created yet, I think you're fine for the time being. I'd rather sterilize the area as soon as possible to when the device is put in, as it'll sting a fair bit, and I don't want to have to re-sterilize." She then considered Cass' next question, thinking for a moment. "As for being put under, it'll depend on how sensitive the area is. If you're worried about the pain that may be easier, but I wouldn't expect we'd have to unless you really wanted to do so..."

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The (Horribly Named) Robert E. Lee Animal Shelter - Missouri: 9:30 A.M.

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Mar-Vell scooped up Goose. "Be a good boy, okay?" she whispered to the flerken. He had been her pet before he had been Fury's. She would have taken him back with her during her return to space, but he had become so attached to Earth and Fury that she had decided to let him stay behind. Still, she missed him greatly and was glad to have time to spend with them. "I'm going to go catch up with the kids," Barton said, before jogging into the animal shelter.

"Do you all have any pets?" Amelia asked, falling into step with Cap, T'Challa, Bucky, and Falcon.

"I've got a bird," Falcon admitted, grinning slightly. "His name's Redwing. If you're lucky, you'll get to meet him."

"I have a man named Steve," Bucky said, breaking his silence for the first time in ages.

Captain America rolled his eyes, chuckling. "Very original, Buck. You can really see how I'm being brought to tears over this," he said, before clapping Bucky on the back.

"Hmm... No, I cannot say that I do, although once when I was little I hid a panther cub in my room for a week before Baba caught wind of it. The Dora personally escorted me to return the cub to the wild," T'Challa reflected. "I named it Vlek - which means Spot in this tongue."

Amelia couldn't help but break out into a grin. She had always been a bit of an Avengers fan, and hearing these stories made her so incredibly happy. She also thought it was incredibly rad to imagine the Black Panther will a little panther cub for a pet. It seemed super on brand to her and she had to wonder how deeply the panther aesthetic was represented in Wakanda. And of course, Falcon having a bird was also on brand. The Bucky-Steve thing confused her, but she figured with more context it probably would have made sense.

Inside the animal shelter, a frazzled looking employee was being bombarded by Hawkeye's kids with a million questions. There was a sign on the wall pointing towards where the cats were kept, so after a moment of awkward dawdling, Amelia headed on back there and the others followed. There had to be fifty or so cats back there, all different shapes and sizes, ages and coloring. "Awww, there are so many!!" Amelia squealed. A few of the cats meowed in greeting.

"Goose, go see if any are friends, okay?" Mar-Vell instructed, putting the cat down and letting Goose roam around. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see T'Challa giving ear scratches to a kitten, whereas Bucky was having an intense staring contest with a red one eyed cat.

Skrull Testing

Everyone was cleared over the timeskip. Hooray!

... Except for Nick Fury. He has only been cleared by Goose.

🌳 Hotel Valhalla: & the Gods of Asgard 🌳

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Runa Johansson

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Location: Helheim
Skills: N/A

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Runa opened her mouth to protest, but Klara was already off and running. Her jaw still dropped as the tiny little cat turned into a gigantic beast, a tiger or a lion essentially, and Klara mounted the cat like it was her noble steed and raced off. She didn't know if Klara was bold, reckless, or insane - or maybe a combination of all three - but she had never seen anyone that brave before in her life. Well, her afterlife really. She was still every now and then just not really internalizing the basic fact that she was dead. It was so easy to forget that and just focus in on every other insane event going on around them.

Klara was like a classic hero, swooping in and rescuing Nadia. Before Runa could react, she had been scooped up too and placed on the back of the giant cat. Things really needed to slow down. It looked like they were in luck, until an undead thing knocked Klara off of the cat, followed by Nadia and Runa. There were howls in the distance that sent a shiver down Runa's spine. She got her staff at the ready, not really sure how the undead could be killed, but ready to defend herself nonetheless. "What's the plan?" she asked.

The Gifted - Concluded

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Genosha: July 15th, 2021 - 12:00 PM

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Welcome to the island paradise of Genosha, the homeland of mutantkind! No matter where you came from or who you are or what you did, you are valued, appreciated, and wanted here. Our Marauders are standing by at major ports across the globe to bring you here. Bring as much or as little as you like - everything you need will be provided for you! Your money is no good here, as we are beyond such petty human systems like capitalism. Live in a community made by mutants and for mutants, where your only concern will be finding true love - or getting your perfect tan by the beach! Our world class telepaths can download anything you want to learn how to do - time to say goodbye to Duolingo and wake up fluent in French, German, and Italian! And of course, we offer exclusive, cutting edge training sessions to help you master the gifts that make you special!

What's the catch, you ask? It's easy! All you have to do is provide proof of an X-gene* and you're in.

We're so excited to meet you and see you on Genosha!

_{* artificial X-genes will be considered on a case by case basis by the Quiet Council. Human family members are welcome. Individuals may apply for asylum on Genosha and should contact the House of Frost for more information.}

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Veil

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Location: Emma Frost Memorial Hospital - Terrigen Ward
Skills: N/A

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Everything had happened too fast for Veil to react. In a matter of seconds, their situation had escalated from bad to worse to nightmare. She could only blink, a blast of blue coming in front of her vision, before an intense chill came over her. And then... Darkness. Nothingness. She didn't even have a chance to wonder if this was death coming for her or to mourn all of the lives that they had failed to save. They were out of time. They failed.

It felt like only seconds later that her eyes fluttered open, a harsh light shining down on her. She squinted out of reflex and held up her hand, figuring that it must have just been the glare from a ceiling light - only to smack something hard and metallic. The light vanished and everything around her was a blur. She could vaguely see the outline of a tall man in front of her, dressed all in white. Veil opened her mouth and tried to find her voice, only to start to cough, her throat feeling incredibly clogged.

"Welcome back to the land of the living, Veil," an unfamiliar man's voice said. "Your vision should return to you momentarily. You've been on ice for some time."

"What... happened..." Veil coughed out, her voice incredibly weak. It felt like she had been silent for years. She was so incredibly confused. Had X come for them after all? Had they been saved? Was it all just a horrible dream and the X-Cutioner had been defeated? Who was this person talking to her? Why had she been on ice - she wasn't Captain America?

"You were frozen, were you not listening?" the man chided. He was slowly coming into focus, although the light hurt her eyes. Veil realized he'd been holding a small handheld light previously, the sort used to check people for a concussion. And he was all dressed in white - he was wearing a suit, fedora, and a mask. "You should thank Caduceus. He managed to heal you enough that it was safe to bring you out of cryostasis."

"James?" Veil asked, her voice still hoarse. "Where is he? What about the others?" She then became aware that she was wearing what felt like spandex - a tight body suit, completely white as well, like she was cosplaying Princess Leia. "Where are we?" There weren't any mutant friendly hospitals in D.C. Had James gotten them forth maybe to New York?

"Oh, he's here," the man - the doctor, Veil realized - said. "Now, I need to go attend to the others, they should be waking up any second now. Don't try to walk just yet, you're still disoriented." There was then the sound of a loud THUD across the room and the doctor sighed. "See? Now stay put."

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Casper Theriot

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Location: Emma Frost Memorial Hospital - Terrigen Ward
Skills: Mediumship

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Casper was incredibly confused. The last thing he remembered, they had been facing down a third string X-Men villain at the Lincoln Memorial, and now, he was suddenly falling. His fall wasn't long as his body slammed into something - the floor? It felt like cool tile against his face. His clothing was entirely too modest for his taste, he could feel a flexible fabric covering almost all of his skin save his hands, feet, and face. He was about to complain about the color choice when he realized something horrifying - he couldn't see! "I'm bliiiiiiind!" Casper squealed, although his voice sounded like a heavy set 60 year old smoker and not at all like his usual pitch.

"You're not blind, calm down," Ben's voice said near his ear.

"Ben!" Casper coughed, before hearing the sound of footsteps coming near. Things were starting to blur into focus and he blinked rapidly, trying to get his bearings. He wasn't too panicked by being confused and waking up in a strange place in clothes that weren't his - it had happened to him fairly often in his life.

"C'est pas grave, ça va bien," another voice whispered in his other ear.

"Maman?" Capser cried, seeing a ginger blur next to him, helping him off of the floor. "Is James here? You're going to love him, he's so strong. You can really tell he works out," Casper said. He couldn't really make out any images - why was his eyesight so horrible? But he was really hoping that James was there. It was the perfect chance to introduce him to his mother. "James? Baaaabe?"

"I'm afraid I am not babe, but my name is James," a new voice said - the figure looked like a white blob to him.

"Not the KKK!" Casper cried.

"Non, c'est le médecin," his mother explained quickly. "Il s'appelle James aussi."

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Sunshine

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Location: Emma Frost Memorial Hospital - Terrigen Ward
Skills: N/A

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Sunshine hadn't wanted to tell anyone how nervous she was about today. It had been so long since what happened with the X-Cutioner, and she had largely gotten used to Genosha. She had friends here. And her old friends were finally going to wake up, as James had managed to heal them from the massive overdose of Terrigen they had encountered. Doctor Nemesis had just finished the defrosting procedures, so any second now, they'd all be awake. And instead of being inside the ward itself waiting for them, Sunshine was out in the hallway, pacing back and forth.

She was scared that something would still have gone wrong - that Sapphire's sacrifice hadn't managed to save the rest of them. She had grieved for Sapphire intensely when she had first woken up. When she closed her eyes at night, sometimes Sapphire was present in her nightmares. So she didn't sleep. She would go out with the other mutant kids at night, finding creative and dangerous ways to combine their powers together. She knew James didn't approve of the crowd she hanged out with, so she hadn't told him about her girlfriend. She didn't talk to Jack much, mostly since he seemed to have more or less checked out. And she wasn't even sure if it was really him.

Sunshine took a breath, before opening the doors and walking into the ward itself, seeing a few people moving around and talking - but not everyone. "Morning, losers - and welcome to Genosha."

X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽

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Guin Stark

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Location: The Kyln
Skills: Telepathy

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"He's clearly a trained squirrel from Willy Wonka," Guin told Ed. Her emotions were going all over the place and she couldn't understand her own mind at the moment. Whereas what felt like moments ago she had been a panicking mess, now she felt fine and in control. She suspected Pietro might have been taking advantage of their mental link to mess with her head, but she also didn't feel like asking him about it and potentially causing an argument. They all made it into the larger central area, and Guin tried to scout ahead with her telepathy, but apparently everyone in there was brainless as she came up empty. She even did a second try and it was like anyone alive there was actively thinking nothing at all.

There were panels all around and a central security area of sorts up above. Guin tried to see if she could make out anyone in the security area, but it was too hard to tell. The windows must have been tinted or something. Her left eye twitched slightly and she went up to one of the panels, figuring she'd make herself useful, but she couldn't even access it. Her eye twitched again, as she gave another try, only to find out that the panel contained... nothing useful or helpful at all! She was so irritated with everything that she didn't even respond to Pietro.

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Runa Baldurdattir

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Location: The Kyln
Skills: N/A

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Runa was hesitant, but she nodded as a response to Bethany's question. "I'm rather decent at gambling," she expressed. She could tell when people were lying to her, so poker faces pretty much could never fool her. She also adored stargazing and being out in nature. She knew many stories about the Nine Realms and had visited most of them personally on one occasion or another. She giggled slightly at Bethany's taunts, not too worried if a fight did break out between them and the rather strange man. He reminded her of Thor, only... well, somehow with fewer brain cells, a feat she hadn't known was possible.

"Do you have a name, stranger?" Runa then asked. Hopefully he could help them find Lance and the others - but she wasn't going to hold her breath. With each passing second she had less and less confidence in his ability to communicate with them and recall and retain information. He was basically a walking paperweight. If he didn't know anything, then there wasn't much point in continuing to talk to him, when they'd probably have better luck searching the massive prison on their own.

The Gifted - Concluded

@Nallore@BlueSky44@Achronum@Trainerblue192@Framing A Moose@Kirah

CS Update Instructions

• Empty out your character's possessions to reflect only what they had on them when they were facing the X-Cutioner (exception: Sunshine, James, and Jack need to empty and can then acquire new items)
• Update your ages to reflect how old your character is on July 15th, 2021
• Skill Rewards:
  • Veil - Mission Strategy (General)
  • Sunshine - Reading/Writing (English) (General) & Archery (Combat)
  • Spark Plug - Persuasion (General)
  • Max - Basic Spellcraft (General)
  • James - Omega Level Healing (General) & Investigation (General)
  • Jack - Basic Psychic Defense (General) & Italian (languages)
  • Casper - Basic Self Defense -> Advanced Self Defense (Combat)
  • Feedback - Improvised Weapon (Combat)
  • Echo - Dancing (General)
  • Zari - Basic History (Earth-667) (General)
  • Andy - First Aid (General)
  • Kris - Snipe Shot (Eye-beams) (Combat)
• Relations - only need to be done for Sunshine, James, Jack, and Miranda. Everyone else is off the hook.

These need to be done before your last post hits day 8! Consider this your counter for this round.

The Gifted - Concluded

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@Nallore@BlueSky44@Achronum@Trainerblue192@Framing A Moose@Kirah

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Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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@BlueSky44@Kirah@Nallore@Natsu@Trainerblue192

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May 17th, 2021

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Skrull Prison Ship

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Anelle nodded at Flynn. She had a brave face on as she walked after Maria, going back to the bridge. Her breath caught in her throat at the sight of all the destruction - and the casual attitude of those who had committed it. She could barely hold back the tears, seeing all of the dead. Some of them were burned beyond recognition. It was so horrible. It had been a massacre. Her heart was pounding, as her mind was seized by the idea that she was siding with these people who had slaughtered her people.

"Hey take it easy, Princess, breathe," Wasp reminded her. "Captain Marvel, have you seen the skrull leader?" Wasp then asked, as Carol came on over.

"You're... Captain Marvel?" Anelle asked, her face clouded with confusion. "Do you have news of Mar-Vell, my betrothed?"

"Wait, what?" Wasp asked, confused.

"You're Mar-Vell's fiancée?" Carol asked, looking shocked. "She never told me she was engaged... But yeah, I know her. She's the reason I got into this line of work. I named myself Captain Marvel in honor of her."

"Is she alright?" Anelle asked.

"As far as I know, she's still on Earth," Captain Marvel answered.

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May 18th, 2021

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Clint Barton's Homestead - Missouri: 9:20 A.M.

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The truck had been too full for Spider-Man to go along with those heading to the animal shelter - that and since his secret identity was secret even to other heroes, he wasn't about to remove his mask and whatnot. So showing up to an animal shelter in Missouri as Spider-Man would definitely draw attention. Instead, he was in the quinjet with the others, albeit stuck to the ceiling and looking at everyone upside down. He was a bit of a tech nerd himself and he was very curious about this entire eyeball process.

"Hey, have you ever heard of some really old movies called Star Trek? This one guy in them, he was the villain, he was missing an eye too. Had a really lit looking eyepatch and everything! Maybe you could cosplay as him," Spider-Man suggested. "I think his name was Chang, if you wanna Google him. I'd tell Fury to try it out, but I think he'd kill me."

Raynor sighed. "Kid, if you keep blabbing like that, I'm going to make you lose an eye," he threatened. Despite all of the rest he had gotten, he was still pretty weak and recovering. He wasn't anywhere near full strength and having a hyperactive spider-ling around wasn't helping. At least now he was surrounded by people he mostly knew and could mostly trust. A thought then occurred to him. Speaking of kids, he had no idea what the gender of his baby was going to be. "Do you know the gender yet?" he asked Sparky.

Baby names... Those were going to be a thing too. He knew that he'd want to honor his parents - he missed them so dearly, mostly his mother - and he hoped that Sparky wouldn't mind. Midgard names weren't as cool as Asgardian names anyways, there was a reason she went by Sparky and not Theresa, right?

"Someone needs to eat a Snickers bar," Spider-Man quipped.

Bonnie was doing some general busywork at the moment, tidying things up and reorganizing and taking inventory of all their supplies. As they had more or less stolen the quinjet, they hadn't had much of a chance to really go over all of the medical options. In a strange way, it was also the closest they had gotten to a girl's night so far - plus Spider-Man and Raynor. She wondered briefly how Raynor would be as a father, before deciding that it wasn't really any of her business. And she wondered again if there was a chance that Flynn was out there, alive.

"I think everyone needs to behave themselves or I'm kicking them out," Bonnie said, eyeing the two boys. "This is a medical facility, and as the doctor, what I say goes. If you don't like that, I'm sure there's something on the farm somewhere that you could do that'd be worthwhile. Maybe the animals need to be fed or something."

"Sorry Agent B," Spider-Man said.

Raynor just shrugged.

Bonnie stared at Raynor.

"...Sorry Bonnie..." he grumbled.

"Better."

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The (Horribly Named) Robert E. Lee Animal Shelter - Missouri: 9:20 A.M.

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The truck bed was incredibly packed, with everyone who had decided to go flerken hunting. They were more or less all squeezed together like sardines. Amelia ended up squeezed in between Sam and Bucky, whereas the President was right next to T'Challa, Cap ended up right next to Kwassi, and Mar-Vell rode shotgun up front. The trip was relatively quick, which was both a blessing and surprising, given how far out in the middle of nowhere Hawkeye's family seemed to live. When they pulled up to the animal shelter, Amelia's face fell, seeing the name.

"Never understood why they always feel the need to plaster names like that everywhere, seems a little bit backwards to me, given that they, y'know, lost and everything," Amelia said, shaking her head. She conjured up a little gust of wind, propelling herself up and out of the truck, flipping over in the air, and touching the ground firmly behind her. "Like why can't they name the bloody place after someone who was good and wasn't, y'know, an actual bad guy?" she continued.

Sam nodded, feeling the same discomfort that Amelia did. Captain America opened his mouth for a moment, about to say something, but then reconsidered it. He truthfully didn't really know what to say. For a man from the 40's, everything seemed much better nowadays, but he was beginning to understand that the work wasn't really done yet and the movement was far from over.

"I must confess, I do not understand it either," T'Challa said, getting out of the truck. He was silent for a moment, feeling a certain heaviness in the air. "So, Goose, shall we go see if we can find more of your kind?" T'Challa asked, addressing the cat like he was a person and not, well, a cat.

"I guess we could say you like cats, T'Challa," Sam teased lightly. Even Bucky smiled a little bit at the joke, as he got out of the truck bed along with Steve.

"Ugh, I just know they're all going to be so cuuuute!" Amelia exclaimed. She didn't want to dwell on racism in America for too long, especially not since she would much rather think about all the cute dogs and cats they were about to see. Even if they weren't all equipped with tentacles in their stomach, she was still excited at the thought. And from the squeals coming from the truck's cab, Hawkeye's kids were equally excited about the idea.

Case in point, the small family (and Mar-Vell) practically spilled out of the truck, with the three kids running as fast as they could towards the shelter doors.

"They're free to a good home, any takers? No?" Hawkeye joked.

Skrull Testing

Everyone was cleared over the timeskip. Hooray!

... Except for Nick Fury. He has only been cleared by Goose.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω Officially Done

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🌈 Leda Storm 🌈

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Location: Camp Half-blood: Dining Pavilion
Skills: N/A

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"Sure, if you'd like to, that'd be chill," Leda told Kiera with a smile. She tended to just do a little maintenance on a few shrines every day, since then they'd more or less be in good shape all of the time. She knew others would've just done a large overhaul once or twice a year, but she hated the idea of letting everything pile up like that. And with the fighting between the Big Three going on, they needed all the godly good will they could manage. "I'm tending to the Big Three shrines today, so the main trick is making sure that they get exactly equal offerings and all placed, don't wanna mess with the cosmic balance at a time like this."

She didn't know if giving Hades a slightly larger offering than Zeus and Poseidon would cause trouble, but she didn't want to find out. It was already wicked weird that Camp was getting a small bit of the snow falling through, since usually the barrier kept their weather perfect, even if everything else around them was horrid. "Have ya heard anything from your pops lately?" she then decided to ask. She didn't know what she was really looking for, maybe just a bit of hope that things were going to go back to normal soon. Of course, a small part of Leda was itching for a quest. She hated feeling cooped up all the time.

Leda then started piling up more food onto her plate, going for the waffles and fruit this time.

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☀️ Nancy Parker ☀️

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Location: Camp Half-blood: Cohort Tent -> Dining Pavilion
Skills: N/A

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Nancy followed her friends to the dining pavilion. Ironically, this was the place that made her the most homesick for New Rome. She missed the Lares drifting in and out, the camaraderie of eating with your cohort. They now just had a table for the legionnaires, which was fine and she was grateful they had a place at all, but she always felt incredibly out of place in the dining pavilion, as if it was the heart of the Greek-ness of Camp Half-blood. However, there was one thing that she was happy about - Bacchus hadn't been around for a few days now. It had always been nerve-wracking eating in the same space as that god. He hadn't been behind the Lotus Hotel and Casino, yet he was the god that she associated with that trauma.

She nodded at Niah, as Niah voiced her discomfort with the idea. "Maybe Mads and I should move into the cohort tent instead," Nancy suggested. "And just use the praetor tent for actual praetorial business, could be a rad way to help ease some guilt and tensions," she explained. She didn't know how Mads felt about them sleeping somewhere else, but it did make Nancy feel guilty. She picked up a piece of toast and offered it up to Joanie, looking around the room. The Greeks always seemed so happy and carefree. It was hard for her to fathom sometimes.

🌠 Once Upon A Time 🌠(Concluded)

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Megan Pendragon

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Location: Camelot - Forest -> the Tower
Skills: N/A

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If looks could kill, Megan would've sent Colby to an early grave for his suggestion that they slow down - she wondered if he would have said the same if someone he cared about what in danger. No one else here had a reason to care about Jack. They cared more about people they had never met before than someone who had been journeying with them, someone who was real and mattered - their parents in this crazy fairytale world? Those were the strangers who they could slow down for. Jack was more important than them. Her intensity didn't decrease as Merlin explained that Rumplestiltskin likely needed Jack for something and would keep him alive. Knowing that Jack was alive wasn't good enough - she had to get her brother to safety.

When they made it to the tower and Merlin asked her if she had anything of Jack's, she froze for a moment. If that had been key to recovering Jack, why the hell did Merlin not say something when they had easy access to everything Jack had left at the inn?! Her mind briefly flashed with the thought of taking her sword and lopping off Merlin's head out of rage, but it was just an anger fantasy. "This," she then said, reaching into her bag and pulling out her keys. She then took one off the ring. "It's the key to the apartment Jack and I rent, so it belongs to both of us." She then handed the key over to Merlin.