Morose

🌠 Once Upon A Time 🌠(Concluded)

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Megan Pendragon

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Location: Rumple's Home -> Merlin's Tower
Skills: N/A

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Megan rolled her eyes at her brother's answer. "Yes, the sudden ability to produce miniature fireballs," she specified. Had she known he was capable of that, she probably wouldn't have engaged in as many petty fights with him growing up. She wondered if it was just something about this world that was giving Jack those abilities, although Merlin had been quite capable of magic back in the real world, so Megan dismissed the idea. The only explanation that made sense to her was that perhaps Rumplestiltskin had knowingly bestowed these abilities on Jack at some point since they arrived in Camelot. Was such a thing possible? Could magic be freely given?

Her thoughts were cut off as Merlin teleported them back to the tower. Megan was just relieved that they had managed to rescue Jack without any great harm coming to him. Unfortunately, it seemed that the others had gone missing - and someone was knocking on the tower door. The irritating baby faced boy came into view, explaining that guards were here. Megan tensed slightly, a hand resting on the hilt of her sword. She was ready for round two.

The Gifted - Concluded

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Genosha: July 15th, 2021 - 1:50 PM

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Veil, Casper, and Sunshine

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Location: the Carousel - Stage
Skills: Mediumship

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Casper looked at James with total adoration as James seemingly lost his mind at Havok's little snafu. It was pretty hilarious - and Casper only regretted that he hadn't taken advantage of the mindless chanting to try to get the crowd to say other things. If he had shouted I hate Professor X would the crowd have just shouted that back at him? If he had jumped off the stage, would they have let him crowd surf? He'd gone crowd surfing before and it was easily the best form of surfing in the world.

"Don't," Ben warned, seemingly reading Casper's mind, but it was too late. Casper gave James a wink before rushing up to the edge of the stage, turning around, and trust-falling backwards. "Cannonball!" Casper shouted, despite not having made a cannonball motion at all. Fortunately, he was indeed caught - unfortunately for him, the person who caught him had eyes covering every inch of their body and Casper squealed slightly from the oddly wet touch, before his crowd surfing finally took him away from Eye Boy.

The crowd was a little confused when it came to chanting for Waverley, so there was a lot of disconnected murmurs, switching back and forth between the varying names and words she had said - no one was really sure which one to shout. They were very much relieved when Stretch and Valkyrie introduced themselves next - those were simple and to the point, great for chanting, especially since Valkyrie was three syllables. Although, some of the younger mutants were chanting Stretch to the tune of Shots.

The witch of the Quiet Council tilted her head, cackling slightly at Max's antics. "Il piccolo bambino ha molto da imparare," she said to herself in Italian. Her voice wasn't telepathically boosted for all to hear, but those on the stage may catch a word or two. In fact, if anyone studied her closely enough, they would realize she had a striking resemblance to one of the newest members of their group, their eyes and facial features practically cut from the same clothe. She could have been Andy's wicked, older sister.

The witch twirled one of her fingers lazily, and suddenly, it would be like a cord had been severed and both Max and Havok would drop to the ground unceremoniously. The witch gave Max a cheeky wink. "I'll see you in Voltus Glade at the witching hour, little Warlock."

For a brief second, Reeva glared at Echo, before resuming her composure. Veil instantly went after her twin brother, turning herself invisible in the process. She didn't want to be stared at as she left. At least being invisible prevented that, as she caught up to Echo at the edge of the stage, taking his hand. She cloaked him in invisibility as well, and he would be able to see her now, although to each other they looked like ghostly outlines thanks to Veil's powers. "Ça va?" she whispered to her brother, getting to the point by asking him what was going on/how he was doing.

"THUNDER! THUNDER! THUNDER!" the crowd chanted. It had began as Thundering Champion, but it was a bit of a mouthful, and the crowd of mutants quickly shortened it.

The roar of the crowd died down, as Reeva stepped forward once more. "Thank you. Now, brothers and sisters, I ask you - who are these kind souls? Who are these heroes of Genosha?"

"MUTANTS! MUTANTS! MUTANTS!" the crowd cheered, instantly going back up into a frenzy. Some small children were looking up at the stage amazed, as if they were meeting the Avengers.

"Precisely. And for what people is Genosha the promised land?" Reeva followed up.

"MUTANTS! MUTANTS MUTANTS!"

Sunshine was beaming. She was practically glowing. She loved it here. She didn't have to worry about her friends and family being hurt - she didn't have to look over her shoulder for a Purifier. She was able to be free and true to herself. Beyond even just being a place for mutants, so many silly human customs just weren't a thing here. People could love who they loved. And capitalism was a dead concept. She hadn't smiled this much back with the Mutant Underground, but now, she was smiling so hard that it hurt.

"Magnus, would you be so kind as to present our heroes with a token of our gratitude?" Reeva then asked, as Magneto stepped forward.

Usually, Magneto was dressed in red and purple. Instead, his suit was all white, as if symbolic of the new era they were in and the fresh start. Magneto outstretched his hand and revealed several small metallic cases, about the size of a baseball. The cases flew over to each person, with two going to the edge of the stage for Veil and Echo to grab when they wished. Inside the metal cages were what looked like a strange rock.

"Meteors, portions of an asteroid, killed the dinosaurs and allowed for homo sapiens to evolve. Mutants, homo superior, are the logical end of the evolutionary chain, for we shall inherit the Earth. As thanks for your bravery, we give you these meteorite fragments," Magneto explained. One of the fragments had ended up hovering over the crowd surfing Casper, who grabbed it, being a bit confused.

"Since when were you all into space, Magneto?" Casper shouted.

Magneto pretended he couldn't hear him.

Havok stared at the meteorite fragment, before chucking it at the stage and storming off, muttering curses under his breath about how the entire world was going to hell if Magneto was trying to give them prizes.

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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May 23rd, 2021

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Skrull Prison Ship

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Mister Fantastic stretched his neck out across the room, staring at Flynn dead in the face. "On the contrary, that may be exactly what is needed. As long as we have a means to anchor you to us, you can produce fire and aid in the propulsion of the ship," Fantastic theorized. "Stark, perhaps some magnetic --"

A pair of what looked like clip on booties hit Richards in the face and Mister Fantastic groaned in annoyance. "Already done, old man," Tony said with a smirk. "These shoes'll grip the side of the ship, allowing you to basically turn yourself into an engine to help out Marvel and Torch and all."

Captain Marvel had a haunted look in her face as Maria absorbed some of her powers. She had consented to it, yes, but she clearly wasn't thrilled. If anything, she couldn't even bring herself to look Maria in the eye right now. "This better work," she warned, before Captain Marvel went out of the bridge, heading for the nearest access point to the outer hull of the ship.

Roman jumped as Maria flicked his ear. "What? Oh. Uh, I don't really work with big picture stuff like this... I can make a drone fly, maybe drive a car, but anything bigger than that... doesn't work..." he admitted. He was the world's most useless technopath for several reasons apparently.

Tony was quickly throwing together a huge jetpack basically for She-Hulk, although it looked like it would take him a bit more time than the magnetic shoes he had made for Flynn. The Invisible Woman was trying to make a gigantic shield around the ship, but she was having trouble as her pregnancy was making her feel completely sick at the moment.

Impact - next round

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Pennsylvania Avenue: Washington D.C.: 12:10 P.M.

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The skrull!Jakobsen looked visibly nervous for a brief secondary after Jakobsen punched him, before smirking slightly. "I take it someone skipped out on their flight," skrull!Jakobsen quipped. He nimbly dodged Cass' attempt to punch him, before throwing a punch of his own that missed. He was able to break free from Oliver's flag, thanks to his super-strength, only to then be knocked to the ground by a poll.

The guard Matt had taken out didn't appear to shift into becoming a skrull. Maybe he was human. It wasn't entirely impossible for the skrulls to have left some of the human security forces in place. One of the guards was down, the other one and Skrull!Jakobsen was still at large.

The other guard went to use the radio he had attached to him, in order to call for back-up - but he didn't move fast enough. In the blink of an eye, Raynor threw his dagger, Lyting, and skewered the radio. It wasn't usable. The guard let out a frustrated growl, before revealing his true form - a gigantic, towering skrull, easily ten feet tall. He was much larger than any other skrull they had seen before. And to make matters worse, electricity was arcing around his body in waves.

"For fuck sake," Raynor cursed under his breath. He hadn't expected things to be easy, but he also hadn't anticipated that they would be fighting a giant with lightning powers. He almost wished that Sparky was inside with them, rather than outside in the van. She would've been able to stop this. But she wasn't here, so Raynor steeled himself and swung his fist in an uppercut, aiming at the giant skrull's family jewels - only for the skrull to catch his hand. The skrull's electricity was drawn to Raynor's body. If it hadn't been for all the times Sparky zapped him when annoyed, he would've passed out instantly.

Raynor tried to free himself from the skrull's grip, but he couldn't do so. He opened up his free hand, calling his dagger to himself, enduring the immense and prolonged pain. But even as the dagger hit his hand, he was still helpless in the skrull's grasp.

That was, of course, until someone stepped in. Amelia took in a deep breath and then blew as hard as she could, amplifying the air currents she was moving until a gigantic gale of wind slammed into the giant skrull. The giant skrull toppled backwards, taking a few steps and releasing Raynor in the process, blood having trickled from his eyes, ears, and nose. "Oi, wanker, how about you pick on someone else who is still not your size!" Amelia jeered.

The skrull obliged, rushing at Amelia, grabbing her and slamming her up against the wall. Electricity arced through his body and into hers, causing Amelia to convulse painfully. She barely managed to summon up a ball of air in her hand and throw it at the giant to break free. As she hit the ground, Amelia felt like she had been frying for a thousand years, even though it had barely been any time at all.

Bonnie, meanwhile, knew that she wasn't going to be the most help when it came to these super-powered fights. She still didn't fully understand what she was capable of. She had heard from Sparky and Niah that there were apparently children in the building, and secrecy was of the utmost importance, so as the fighting raged on Bonnie went around the Oval Office quietly, locking up every door that she came across, and pulling the curtains closed.

"You might want to stand down, son," Captain America recommended to Jakobsen.

"I don't think I do," the skrull said, before breathing ice and freezing Captain America where he stood, turning him once more into a living popsicle.

🌳 Hotel Valhalla: & the Gods of Asgard 🌳

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Runa Johansson

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Location: Hotel Valhalla: Lobby
Skills: N/A

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Runa nodded, taking in the advice that Klara and Nadia had given her. Both of them were more or less in agreement - she should speak to him. She was at a loss for words though. In many ways, he was a complete and total stranger, yet she felt a tangible connection to him. He reminded her of her mother in many ways and that made Runa's heart ache - it hadn't been very long, but she already missed her dearly. She didn't know if she would be allowed to go to Norway and see her, or if such things were forbidden in Valhalla. There were so many questions she wanted to ask - how had they met? Did he have other children? Had he watched her grow up from afar?

Her father made the first move though, approaching her. He had such a gentle, calming presence. "I'm okay," she said softly. "It's just been a lot to take in and all but... It's not all bad. I never thought that I would meet you and... here you are..." She felt incredibly awkward. He was a god. Was he even interested in what she had to say? "... What are you going to do next?" she asked. It wasn't the question she wanted to ask, but it was already taking a lot of effort for her to overcome her natural shyness. "Will Hel just... capture you again?"

X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽

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Guin Stark

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Location: The Kyln
Skills: Telepathy, Pistol

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Guin thought about it for a moment. The day before, she would have given him a firm no on this being any sort of fun at all - her fear of prison had been debilitating. It was only through this horrific form of exposure therapy that she was beginning to see the other side of it. She was still scared, but no more scared than she was on any other seemingly impossible mission that they had embarked on under Professor X's banner. A small part of her couldn't help but be slightly irritated. He was the only leader of a team she knew who didn't actually go on missions, instead remaining behind in idle comfort and luxury.

He was probably just too posh to get his hands dirty - and she supposed the wheelchair was as good of an excuse as any...

I'm glad you're enjoying yourself, honey, Guin replied somewhat sarcastically, before opening up the door. Wow so nice Guina. Shh, I need to concentrate if I'm ever going to pull off a convincing Bastila Shan LARP, Guin replied, teasing her husband slightly. She concentrated, taking a minute to try to feel all of the minds around her. To her, it was like everyone was a Wii remote, and she was just trying to get them all connected to the Wii (herself) at once. She was able to bring them all telepathically together, causing everyone to fight a little better and work together a little more - in other words, battle meditation.

But Guin didn't like being a passive support player. She - Ruuuuuude Pietro's voice interjected. Guin rolled her eyes slightly, opening fire with the gun and taking out five guards. She was an excellent shot. She had been a SHIELD agent after all and her Aunt Nat had been the one to teach her how to use firearms. Guin was fairly certain Nat had tried to give her a gun as a wedding present. You make it so hard to concentrate sometimes, babe. I mean, not my fault?

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Runa Baldurdattir

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Location: The Kyln
Skills: Darkness Manipulation, Daggers, Darkness Constructs

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Runa hated feeling powerless.

Perhaps someone else in her position would have been glad to be rid of her powers - but her powers were part of her. The scathing words and remarks from her fellow Asgardians, their judgmental stares, it had been enough to drive her towards self-harm and suicidal thoughts... but never to give up her abilities. It would be like giving up her very soul. She would rather die as she was than live as someone she was not. So now, with her powers working unreliably, all of Runa's most negative emotions were bubbling up to the surface. Instead of the guards, she saw every Asgardian who had shouted at her, who had lobbed rotten fruit at her, who had demanded that the All-Father banish her before another Loki could brew...

She curled her hands around daggers made out of pure darkness, Gandr temporarily reduced in size so as to be out of the way. Runa dashed into the room and moved like a leaf in the wind, slicing through guard upon guard. She didn't mean to take any prisoners or leave any survivors. All she heard was the beating of her own heartbeat and all she saw was the blood of the guards spilling, as she mutilated guard after guard, until the room they had entered stood empty, void of life. But she didn't let her rage end there. No, she dwelled more on her anger and frustration, killing guards from the outside as well, until she had slain fourteen souls - souls who could now be judged as to whether they were worthy to enter Valhalla or Freya's court.

Guin whistled slightly. "That was hella emo."

Runa shot her a warning glare, raising a dagger and pointing it at Guin without saying another word.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: the Hidden Gem (Nallore, Morose, Kirah) Ω

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☀️ Nancy Parker ☀️

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Location: Mount Rushmore, South Dakota
Skills: Audiokinesis

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Nancy pouted slightly. It would've been so wicked cool to drop a mountain on a dragon - especially one, as Niah had pointed out, that was basically racist. She wasn't very surprised about the lair being next to a harpy nest, especially after they had just fought a bunch of harpies just to get up here - it made sense. They probably enjoyed stealing things from tourists or whatever when they were around and Nancy doubted people were free climbing enough to make them relocate. Although, she did wonder - did dragons eat harpies?

Nancy whistled softly, appreciating the mist clones Mads had made. "Damn, we look good," Nancy quipped. They just needed to sneak in now, take the gem, and then be on their merry way - quest over and done with. "I think I have an idea on how to help, quiet's never been my thing but..." she concentrated, and it took her a few tries, but she managed to soften all of the noises the trio made. Their footsteps would be quieter, their heartbeats a little softer, their breath more muted. She held up a finger to her lips, gesturing for them to be quiet, and Nancy began to sneak her way into the cave. Inside, she saw an insane amount of gold, as well as a dragon sleeping - and the gem!

Ride or Die for the Republic (Morose & Kirah & Nallore)

Raynor paused, before shrugging slightly. "Yeah, guess it would've been a bit alarming for a protocol droid to know how to rig a detonator," Raynor joked. He was slightly amused with himself. He never had been a huge fan of droids before, but Emzie was remarkably human. Their sense of humor was beginning to endear itself to him too. He fell silent though as Emzie brought up the map, his eyebrows furrowing as he studied it. He had been raised in the Jedi Order his entire life, taught that they must preserve the peace, that all life was sacred.

Yet for the duration of the Clone Wars, he had been a soldier in a war. He knew that the Jedi way wasn't always the way that won battles. And while other Jedi may have scoffed and chaffed at such thoughts, they were comfortable to Raynor... largely because he was already in violation of the Jedi Code. He had a wife. A lovely Twi'lek with gorgeous green skin and brilliant eyes, more stunning and radiant than anything he had ever seen in the galaxy. There were things worth defying the Jedi Council for. Sparky was one of them.

But could he give up hope that his former master, the General, was still alive? That the clones who had fought so bravely were lost? But if they failed, what about the lives of those fighting up in the skies above them? And those in the Republic who depended on the Jedi and the GAR? A sort of morose calm came over him. He could feel it through the Force. "Is there a secondary route to the core?" he asked Emzie.

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: Infirmary
Skills: N/A

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Leda nodded at Kiera's question, heading out of the infirmary with her girlfriend. "Yeah, someone had kidnapped Calliope, so Apollo made me go find her with Kristin and Zeke, bleh. Just thinking about all the time spent in close quarters with the two of them makes me wanna barf," Leda complained. However, she got the feeling that complaints about people she didn't like wasn't really what Kiera needed or wanted to hear at the moment. It was a bit of a scary idea, going off on a quest. "I won't lie, quests are hella dangerous, but they're fun too. Gives you a chance to test yourself, see what you're capable of, explore life beyond camp."

She paused for a moment, looking at Kiera as they headed to get Chiron. She figured that Chiron would likely be on the porch of the Big House. It seemed to be one of his favorite spots. That or maybe he'd be grabbing a bite to eat at the dining pavilion. "It'll be chill though, we're going to get through this, I promise," Leda said, offering her pinky out to Kiera. "Pinky swear." She smiled, hoping it would help Kiera feel better. Leda was a little bit scared too, but mostly, she was excited. Quests were really fun adventures - provided you walked away from them.

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☀️ Nancy Parker ☀️

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Location: Camp Half-blood: Northern Woods
Skills: N/A

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Nancy really shouldn't have been surprised that Mads caught up to her so quickly. She forced a slight smile, her eyes darting around for a moment. She wished that they could have been alone for this conversation - she didn't mind Niah being there, in fact she was a little glad Niah had come to. The children, they were unexpected complications. Despite the screaming match she had had with her father, Nancy was a private person when it came to inner thoughts and feelings. She didn't open up lightly. Besides Mads and Niah, the only other person here who Nancy had begun to open up to was her brother - and she hadn't even told him yet about some events who shaped who she was.

Nancy took the box from Mads, feeling the weight of it. She nodded. "Yeah, just felt like I was going to ralph if I stayed there longer," she said, only telling a half truth. She paused for a moment. She didn't want to talk about her conversation with her father, with Apollo. She also didn't want to talk about the prophecy that she had seen, but she knew that she needed to do so. "The stuff I have to share, it's going to be heavy," she warned, more or less giving a minute for the kids to leave if they wanted to.

"... I saw you die, Mads ... I saw you fall into the Pit."

🌠 Once Upon A Time 🌠(Concluded)

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Megan Pendragon

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Location: Rumple's Home
Skills: N/A

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Megan raised an eyebrow, her mind briefly flickering towards documented cases that were potentially spontaneous human combustion. This reminded her some of that. Would there be a detectable accelerant source from a magic fireball - surely not, yes? Was magic perhaps then to explain the mysteries surrounding those old cold cases? She was irritated that he hadn't decided to leave with the rest of them, but at least impressed that he was managing to deal considerable damage. She was very curious as to the temperature of his flames - would they be enough to cremate remains? Or were they insufficient? She'd have to see if he wouldn't mind some rigorous experimentation later on....

She hadn't yet gone out the exit, but their window of opportunity to escape was narrowing. Megan sighed slightly, "I have a thousand questions," and grabbed her brother's arm and dragged him on out with her, fleeing the scene. She moved quickly the way that they had come, guiding/forcing Jack through the hole in the wall as well and making it to where the others were. She was very quiet as Merlin turned them all invisible and still, but tensed and ready for a fight.

The Gifted - Concluded

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Genosha: July 15th, 2021 - 1:30 PM

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Veil, Casper, and Sunshine

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Location: the Magda Eisenhardt Memorial Housing Complex - Omega Building: Renegade's Apartment
Skills: Mediumship

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Casper's shrugged off James' guilt. He could be a bit spacey too - in fact, Casper was often very spacey so he wasn't going to hold it against his boyfriend. Besides, it had been much longer for James than it had been for him. He didn't know what he would have done if their roles had been reversed - actually, that was a lie, Casper knew exactly would he would do. He would have found any drug he could get his hands on and overdose himself into a coma rather than spend a minute without James. The realization scared him slightly - but it also excited him. He wanted to spend his life with this man.

"Ooo, if slipping away means slipping out of some clothes then I'm down," Casper said with a playful smirk. He knew that Echo was right there, but Casper didn't care. He had missed Pride after all! He nibbled at James' earlobe slightly, just in case James didn't get what Casper was hinting about. He turned his head slightly, seeing that they were slowly gathering an audience. It wouldn't have been the first time Casper was sexually inappropriate in front of other people.

Inside the apartment, Sunshine had no idea where the MarBow name had come from - she knew the first part was Marrow, but she had no idea how Bow had anything to do with either of them. "I don't think we're gonna have kids - and if we did, we could just have a telepath help share the memory," Sunshine pointed out. She had fully adapted to mutant culture and processes on the island. A lot of human things - like cameras to record videos - weren't really needed anymore when all you needed was a psychic. Sunshine even knew one mutant who could permanently project images from her mind onto hard surfaces, making flawless photos just from mental images.

Havok was too brooding and grumpy to want anything to do with the trip down memory lane they had all collectively shared, so he headed on out of the apartment, wanting to find something to smash.

Veil, meanwhile, had a slight headache from the information drop Zarina gave them. Plenty of her teachers at Xavier's School had similarly complicated backstories. It only made Veil wonder more why Zarina had ended up with them, if she was not really just a mutant, but also someone like Thor, one of the most powerful and beloved Avengers. Her parents were SHIELD agents too, meaning this kid was seriously well connected. She had more questions for Zarina - well, one in particular really: why?

But people were starting to chaff at being in this one spot. Already a good number had gone out into the hallway, and while Veil wasn't technically in charge anymore, she felt responsible for her companions and their wellbeing. She could interrogate Zarina more about her past later. Right now, it was probably best for her family if they went to the ceremony and then ideally were able to settle down and stake out a little spot to call home for a while. She didn't doubt everyone would want to thoroughly discuss what they had seen too. "Thank you for sharing that with us, Zarina."

Renegade almost forgot to answer Max's question, thinking more about the half-Asgardian elephant in the room. She wasn't one of those educated types, so she didn't know that other species could have mutants. "Bien sûr. There's loads of mutants who can use magic. But I ain't the one to answer those questions, I don't do any hocus pocus stuff myself. Gives me bad vibes, reminds me of an ex."

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Ten Minutes Later at Carousel..

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The full force of the Mutant Underground - or what had once been the Mutant Underground - was standing on the stage at the Carousel. The Carousel was more or less centrally located on Genosha, allowing everyone to travel there fairly rapidly. It helped that the island's telepaths sent out the alert, explaining everyone who wanted to meet the heroes who had saved Washington D.C.'s mutants from a terrigen bomb should head there immediately.

The Mutant Underground weren't the only ones on the stage, looking out into the crowd - there were easily at least 20,000 mutants in attendance, their collective body heat raising the temperature of the space. There were raised natural platforms everywhere, allowing everyone to take a look, and the light filtered in gorgeously through the strange purple and red trees. The Quiet Council stood to the side of the stage - some of their members would be familiar to the Mutant Underground already. Reeva, Magneto, and the Three-in-One - the fourth would be knew, a woman with wild dark hair and a mischievous grin, dressed like it was Halloween.

"On behalf of the Quiet Council, we would like to honor these young mutants for their actions in Washington D.C. Without them, many of us would not be here," Reeva Payge began, her voice somehow echoing in everyone's minds, as telepaths ensured that everyone could hear each and every word. "Two heroes, however, are not here... We would like for there to be a moment of silence, physically and psychically, to honor the sacrifices of Glimpse and Sapphire."

Reeva held up a hand. The crowd was still, motionless. After a few minutes, she continued on. "To our mutant brothers and sisters who survived, I ask that you introduce yourself to the island, as you are and will forever be the heroes of Genosha."

Sunshine didn't hesitate. She looked really proud to be up on the stage, despite having viciously hated almost everyone in the Quiet Council not too long ago. "I'm Sunshine, duh," she introduced, the telepaths amplifying her voice. She let out little puffs of green smoke from the palms of her hand and the crowd roared, cheering her name - "SUNSHINE! SUNSHINE! SUNSHINE!"

Casper also didn't have stage fright. "I'm Casper!" he said cheerfully. "And that's Ben," he said, pointing at his ghostly friend despite no one being able to see him. "CASPER AND BEN! CASPER AND BEN!" the crowd cheered.

When it was her turn, Veil's voice was so quiet it was a bit hard even for the telepaths to psychically boost it in everyone's mind. "... Veil ..." "VEIL! VEIL!"

Havok, of course, was glaring at a woman with green hair standing near the front. "I'm fucking Havok," he muttered.

"FUCKING HAVOK!" the crowd cheered and Havok facepalmed.