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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 What If? 2 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay


Guinevere Stark


"Where's Lance? Wow, this is failing the Bechdel test so hard right now, but anyways, Lance is off with Carolina and my boyfriend at the moment, working on their end of the mission," Guin told Ed. "Now please let me out of this bubble?" she requested. Her eyes then widened, as people caught up with them - she was a bit annoyed Ed and Thalia hadn't managed to put more distance between them and Magneto's goons - and started throwing fireballs. At least inside of this bubble, Guin was safe. But it also meant she couldn't do much to help.

"Maybe hurry up with the ix-nay on the bubble-ay?" Guin stressed, using sloppy pig Latin sarcastically. Her power required her to be able to make skin to skin contact with someone to activate it. And even beyond that, she couldn't walk up and punch someone if she was confined inside of a bubble. And Ed had to be wasting at least 5% of his magic, if not more, on keeping the bubble up - so overall, things would be a lot better for everyone with the bubble down.

Jade Cornish


"If she can't lead them back, then this'll be a huge victory against Lamarckism," Jade quipped. Lamarckism was the theory that children could inherit traits their parents had acquired during their lifetime - or in this case, the idea that the Starks all inherited some sort of super intelligence gene. Jade was fairly certain that the only "intelligence" the Starks were inheriting was just an effect of having access to the best tutors and whatnot from an early age, and the money to pay for it. It was either that or likely just coincidence - not that the superhero fangirls tended to pay attention to that in their online forum posts about how smart a potential child of a Stark and a Richards could be.

"We're moving, you all should be able to find your way back," Jade said over the comms. She purposefully omitted details, such as how they should head into the sewers, in the off-chance that the group had been caught up in some of the fighting above. She didn't want to give away the resistance's location. She then motioned for Cass that they were ready to move, and Jade started to walk further into the sewer.
Newly minted Jedi Knight Raynor Blake had no idea at all why he had been chosen for this assignment - and he had a bad feeling about it already. He had argued with his former master, Master Mozh, that he wasn't meant for this sort of thing - that he was more of a warrior than a spy. But as most conversations with Master Mozh went, Raynor somehow found himself doing exactly as Sevrina wanted him to do anyways. That was how he found himself here at Colbol Corp, wearing his nicest robes (the stuff they kept around for ceremonies or meeting with politicians in the Senate).

He had been waiting outside of the room, and Jarothe's helper came out, motioning for him to come in. Raynor sighed, before doing his best to look positive and upbeat.

"Mr. Colbol, it's an honor to meet you," Raynor said, coming into the room, his robes billowing lightly behind him. His blue lightsaber was attached to his belt. He extended a hand. "My name is Raynor Blake."




@BlueSky44@Kirah@Nallore@Natsu

EARTH 257 - 9:00 AM Nov. 14th, 2021 - the Blue

Angel's Aerie

"What's Latveria?" Aero asked Cass, having never heard of that place before. "Ya sure ya don't mean Latvia? Because that's a real place. Latveria sounds like something some geek in a basement made up for their D&D campaign," Amelia scoffed, finishing the thought off. "Right, it's a little weird - not sure how I feel about it," Aero added. They didn't have a chance though to respond to the request about medical aid, as the X-Men had showed up. Aero and Amelia both rolled their eyes and stuck out their tongues in response to Syphon's jab. "Tosser," Aero muttered.

Raynor was having a horrible day. He was really regretting that he and Sparky had gone on this mission anyways - they should have taken time off, stayed at home with baby Zari, and let everyone else sort out this mess. Who even cared if Doom and Luminous were in another universe, terrorizing other people - why did that have to be their problem? "The X-Men are Genosha's secret black ops group," Raynor said, answering Sparky's question. "They do the dirty work so Erik and Charles' hands stay nice and clean, letting them play politicians while other people bleed for their dream."

A sense of fear and panic gripped Bonnie once again - she had managed to steady her mind, but now, seeing the X-Men, she felt like a kid. She felt like she was being told again that her parents had been killed in a terrorist attack, that the X-Men were responsible, and that they were gone - forever. She knew that it wasn't true. But emotions were emotions - they demanded to be felt, she couldn't just ignore them. Her knees felt weak and her head dizzy. She wanted to run, to put as much distance between herself and these people as possible.

But running wasn't the logical move. She knew that they needed to get help with what was happening to their minds. And they needed a means to get back home. A mutant country was likely to have someone capable of shunting them back across realities and who could help them to catch Luminous and Doom. Like it or not, she needed the help of these people - they all did. But more terrifying than all of that was the way Flynn was acting - like he wasn't himself anymore.

Bonnie didn't say it, but she knew that he was gone - that the man she loved had been overwritten, much like Amelia had. She just didn't know if it could be undone. "Do we have your word we'll be safe if we come with you?" Bonnie asked, looking at Firestorm. She didn't know how much his word would mean - but she asked all the same.

Raynor was staring at Firestorm. He could clearly see that Firestorm was Flynn - that much was undeniable, especially with how odd Flynn was acting. But saying that Raynor had known him as a child? That... It all suddenly clicked into place in Raynor's mind. He had a strong suspicion as to who exactly Firestorm had been - how he had known Raynor - remembering the little boy who used to follow him around everywhere on Genosha. "I'm sure your old man will be excited to see me," Raynor said bluntly. "How is Erik?"

"Who all is coming?" Mainfold asked, looking at Firestorm so he would know who to teleport back to Genosha with them.

"Huh, weird..." Cerebella said, tilting her head as she stared at Flynn. "Eye-Boy is right, you two really are the same person..."

"I don't think they're a clone of Firestorm either - they're so... authentic. Clones usually look a little synthetic," Eye-Boy agreed.

"They smell the same," Wolverine grunted.





WAR PROFITEERING IN THE REPUBLIC!

The Galactic Republic is at war! Defended by the Jedi Knights and the clone army against the Separatists and their battle droids, the Republic relies on weapons and ship manufacturers to sustain the war effort. From space stations to star-fighters, hundreds of millions of credits are awarded in contracts by the Republic Senate each week. But for some manufacturers, Republic credits are not enough. There are rumors that Jarothe Colbol, the cruel and aggressive head of Colbol Corp, has been selling assault ships to the Separatists at a heavily discounted rate and declaring them as "missing," despite signing an exclusive contract with the Grand Army of the Republic.

Desperate to find proof and seize Colbol's assets, the Republic Senate has tasked newly minted Jedi Knight Raynor Blake with investigating Colbol Corp and its "missing" assault ships...
Raynor was startled for a moment - it had to be a droid, right? But a sickening feeling in his stomach told him that something was very wrong here - that there was some grave imbalance in the Force. If it was a machine they were facing, it was somehow...

The thought vanished, as Raynor's instincts took over. His lightsaber ignited - a glowing shade of blue, the weapon of a Jedi Guardian. He spun his blade through the air, deflecting the blasts back at their source. Emzie had hit the figure from behind the droids, and the destroyer droids had their shields up, continuing to send blast after blast. While he didn't consciously think it, Raynor knew the two main weaknesses of destroyer droids - their shields did not stop stationary/extremely slow objects, and they were blind from behind.

Ordinarily when working with a Jedi, Raynor wouldn't need to tell them the plan - they would sort of feeling it, coming to work together in harmony. He didn't know if Emzie knew what he was going to do. But there was no time to stop. Whatever the thing was behind the destroyers, it was wrong. He just had to hope that Emzie had grenades or something on them, something to help them kill the destroyers.

Raynor force jumped over the destroyers, landing down behind them. He slashed his lightsaber from up high, the figure he was attacking still mostly in shadows, expecting to be able to slice the thing in half -

But instead, his blue blade met a scarlet red.

"What are you?!"


Runa Baldurdattir & Guin Stark

Location: New York City Defenders HQ
Skills: Asgardian Magic

"Oh no, buddy, it's really fucking clear that you aren't at all like the Doctor Strange we know," Guin shot back. Digs to her intelligence really got under her skin. Had he not said that, Guin might've de-escalated - but now, it was war. "The biggest clue being that our Strange is competent - and you're anything but." She didn't know if she trusted him to actually be able to use a spell to send them home across the dimensions, so Guin's mind started thinking up alternate plans. If Strange couldn't help them, then maybe Mister Fantastic and all were around, or hell, even Doom might be a good option. Thor was a dud, but there was Asgard - they were experts in traveling the Nine Realms, maybe they had some sort of artifact that could cross universal boundaries.

"I will not break it unless I must," Runa vowed, taking the sling ring from Doctor Strange. She felt more comfortable now, knowing she had a means to access the Mirror Dimension. Hopefully, Lance and his father would return to human form soon. Strange was right though - the Hulk couldn't mix with Guinevere and Pietro, it was just too much baggage, far too painful for him. Runa could respect that. She knew that grief could warp the mind, cause people to do unimaginable things. "We'll find the rest of our people and secure lodgings elsewhere, as to avoid further incident. I'll stay in contact," Runa then said.

It had been a moment since Runa had used a sling ring, but it was a rather nice object to focus on. She checked on her earlier tracking spells, noting that the rest of the group were moving in their direction. Perfect. She assumed Edus must've been using mystical means of his own. It took her two tries, but Runa managed to open up a sling ring portal, seeing their wayward members on the other side. "Step on through, please - I was human last time I used a sling ring, I'm a bit out of practice," Runa instructed.

Guin glanced at the sling ring portal, happy to see that the others were on the other side - and looking mostly unharmed. At least Runa seemed to have found her mojo again, her magic was doing much better than it had been previously. Still, there was one thing that was still missing (not Amidala - the little space lemur was hanging upside down from the rafters, completely content and unbothered by everything that had happened). No, the most important thing of all was missing - God fucking damnit they don't have my suit... My poor baby is gone...


☀️ Nancy Parker ☀️

Location: Camp Half-blood: Beach -> Big House
Skills: N/A

Nancy appreciated what Zeke meant, when he claimed he would blind anyone who tried to push her. She knew that he meant well. But she didn't want him to do that if that happened. Nancy didn't like other people fighting battles for her - if someone decided to push her too much on the gnarly details, Nancy wanted to handle it herself. Sure, she didn't always handle things in a super healthy and helpful way, but at least she could say that she had done it herself. It was a personality trait that had both helped and hindered her in her life - her almost incapability to fully trust someone else and let someone else take care of her. "Joanie's been around, she just doesn't like the archery range," Nancy told Zeke, giving her tiny purple dragon a friendly scratch on the snout. Nancy didn't say when she had gotten Joanie though - mostly as that day had also been rather traumatic and Nancy had had her fill of trauma for the day.

She nodded when Zeke said he would see her inside. A part of her was glad to see Niah and Mads, not just because she loved them both dearly and was going to miss them terribly, but also because it meant another moment's delay from the horrible gauntlet of her own trauma she was about to have to undergo again.

Nancy returned Mads' hug, a little tighter than normal - she didn't want to let her friend go, either of them. But she released Mads. She smiled a bit sadly as Niah pointed out she had slain a dragon before. "You'll scare Joanie talking about that," Nancy joked. "But the thing is... I couldn't have done it without you two. I can do anything if you're by my side," she told her friends sincerely, before joining the group hug that Niah had opened up.

🌈 Leda Storm 🌈

Location: Camp Half-blood: Big House -> the Van
Skills: Superhuman Speed

Leda smirked slightly as Kiera accepted her challenge, even adding on a fun set of conditions. Leda yawned, stretching her arms out above her head. She tilted her head from side to side, loosening up her neck slightly. Leda then reached down, touching her toes on either foot. By this point, it had been at least a minute or so. "Mm, s'pose that's enough of a start," Leda mused, before taking off at what - to her - was a light, casual pace. Rather than an indescribable rainbow streak, Leda was actually moving at a pace that allowed others to clearly see the outline of her body - still moving faster than the most gifted mortal runners and athletes, but not so slow as to become just a beam of light to the naked eye.

Even then, the Rainbow Princess made it to the van way before the others. She smirked, spotting her girlfriend coming down from the hill. "Hurry up, slowpoke!" Leda shouted, cupping her hands around her mouth to project her voice some. Andy and Arthur made it down and Leda waved at them slightly. She was already growing slightly bored, her brief bit of entertainment ending. She knew better though than to swipe Argus' book and skim through it quickly - she didn't doubt that with all of those eyes, he'd be able to see a speedster coming and react in time.


Megan Pendragon

Location: Atlantica
Skills: N/A

Megan was mildly surprised that that had been enough to persuade Ariel and Eric to help them against Maleficent. Either they were push-overs or they had already been inclined to make the decision to help them out; Megan didn't know them enough to say one way or another. She raised a slight eyebrow as Eric left to deal with war, while Ariel was then delegated with giving them a tour around the palace. Megan suspected gender norms at work. But she didn't say anything. As much as she was curious about how the shark executions worked, she didn't want to experience it firsthand - not today, at least.

A tour around the palace sounded mildly interesting, but also dull at the same time. They had been traveling all over this realm, trying to accomplish all of these tasks, and it felt like they more or less just went from place to place to talk to people. Megan was itching for a little more action, something to get the blood pumping through her veins. Her thoughts drifted towards excalibur, the sword securely at her side. "Do you have dungeons we can see?" Megan asked. "Or any sort of medical facility?" She was a medical examiner, after all - Megan was curious as to what medicine looked like here.





Genosha: August 3rd, 2021 - 12:20 PM


Veil & Casper & Sunshine


Location: Various
Skills: Mediumship

The Green Lagoon / the Astral Plane...

David nodded, his eyes tearing up a bit. He gave Harry's hands a grateful squeeze. "Sorry, talking about my da is bad vibes for me," he said, trying to make a slight joke out of it. "What about you? What were your parents like? Did you get your cuteness from them?" he asked, his eyes still watery, even here on the astral plane.

The Green Lagoon...

"I never said that only the X-Men should get to do it - but that's the way it's always been for people like us. We don't matter to them. We're just background characters in their operatic stories," Marrow complained. She sighed slightly though. "Why the fuck not, though? Guess it's time for us to change things."

"I still think that Ben is going to be in worse shape than Fred was," Sunshine said, referencing her deceased pet rat. She had lost Fred before they had made it to Genosha. Even though he had never been alive while she owned him, Sunshine did have a soft spot for that little dead rat. She hadn't had it in her to willingly leave him behind - to leave his dead body to decay without anyone to care. It was one of her regrets from everything that had gone down, that she hadn't been able to retrieve him.

"Guess that's why James' an omega," Marrow commented with a shrug. She didn't get too hung up on who was and was not omega level status - it seemed to her like a stupid new version of a class system, a social order she didn't care for.

"Fine. It'll be weird being in New Orleans, but whatever." Sunshine had told Marrow about what had happened - about the false reality, where she had grown up in the care of her father, rather than being abandoned as a little kid by her cruel mutant-hating mother. But even now, when Sunshine actually finally wanted something of a relationship with her father, where was he to be found? Nowhere. He had made it clear - he didn't want a relationship with her. He had been distant ever since they got to Genosha and Sunshine wasn't going to keep trying to make the impossible happen.

Meanwhile, Veil was doing her best not to grind her teeth too much. James might have been an omega level healer, but she didn't know how he did as a dentist. "I see," Veil muttered. She knew that she should have been doing a better job controlling her temper, but Veil tended to wear her emotions openly. She was extremely annoyed at the moment with her brother and Legion, and neither of the two Barry's was giving her any sort of indication as to when they would be back from wherever they were off to.

"Well, if he's not back in the next ten minutes, I'm going to go find the nearest telepath - there's dozens of them on the island - and I'm going to drag him back," Veil said bluntly. She didn't know why she was bothering though. Neither Barry seemed to be capable of passing on a message.

"Relax the face, luv - you're going to get mad worry lines," Barry aka Legion said, smiling unhelpfully.

Veil felt like screaming.

Outside the Hospital...

Bee jumped slightly, startled by James' slamming the papers down on her desk. She had been so deep in her own train of thought (really, she was just playing Candy Crush on her phone) that she hadn't noticed him come back. "Oh! You found it - nice!" Bee said. She grabbed a pen that had a frilly pink lace-y thing attached to the top. "If you can make the corrections in pen, I can get a fresh copy made for us," Bee offered.

From down the hallway, James would also be able to hear the distant sound of Casper singing a soft "lullaby" to baby Daniel, "Tardy for the Party" by the Real Housewives of Atlanta's Kim Zolciak:

🎵 "Hurry up baby, don't be late
I'll meet you at the place
I've been waitin' for this day
This weekend, let's celebrate
Lookin' like a cover girl (whoa-oh-oh)
Covered in diamonds and pearls
Take the Benz out for a swirl
Drop that top, yeah, it's my world" 🎵


The Rebuilt House of M...

Magneto's carefully crafted persona and restraint shattered with Valkyrie's words - how carelessly she mentioned that death was just something that happened. Had they not just faced a gigantic island-wide tragedy, a genocide of their people, perhaps Magneto would have reacted differently. "Death. Is. Just. Something. That. Happens?" he repeated through gritted teeth. "Young lady, be you from the realm eternal or not, there is no cheerful afterlife waiting on the other side for us. Our bodies are destroyed, our minds obliterated, our future, our destiny, each little thing that makes you you is stolen from you. Death is not something to brush aside - until all mutants are eternal, then death remains the ultimate devastation, the ultimate terror that humanity can inflict upon us, the--"

Mercifully, Magneto was cut off by the arrival of his daughter, Polaris. She was wearing a purple tracksuit, her green hair wildly curly and spilling out in all directions. As much as she looked fashionable and comfy, there was a clear sadness to her, a weariness of her spirit. "Lay off of them, Dad," Polaris interjected. "They're just kids."

Blackstone...

Selene didn't really seem too bothered by Jack's first two points, about how suspicious it looked for her to talk about him not discovering anything, or about how death didn't phase him. She was an external after all, one of those special mutants whom death could not touch. Hers was life everlasting. "Mm, well you'll firstly be in charge of running my social medias, particularly my TikTok - I would like to be much more worshipped and adored than I currently am. Shockingly enough, politics is starting to get a bit dreary, this entire Genosha project is in a real flop era if you ask me."

Selene twirled a bit of her hair around her finger. "Oh, I would also teach you dark magics, as well as some spells that'll need to be running during the gala. It's going to be the perfect moment to ascend to godhood. Hence the social media presence will need to be sorted, a goddess needs her followers after all. And I'm a bit over my entire mystery-cult era, I want something more mainstream. Like Jesus of Nazareth, he had an excellent PR team. I want that."

Hellfire Bay...

Purple Mongoose was having fun playing in the trees!

Renegade was not having fun! She did a bit of a double take, uncertain what to make of what Moneta just told her. The Scarlet Witch had remade reality, ending prejudice against mutants? Magneto had been made king? Casper kept this a secret from her? Moneta killed Magneto? None of that made any sense to her. "Okay, I'm just thinking out loud here but... Why the hell would you want to change that back? Even now, chère, humans are still killing us. If Wanda had found a workaround, why didn't you keep things the same?"

"Also, what the fuck is even your life that this is just a normal thing for you to have experienced?" Renegade asked, laughing ever so lightly. They both moved in the same circles, but Renegade had never had anything like that happen to her before. Her life had always been pretty standard - protect mutants, attack humans.

Wales...

Pixie blinked a bit, when Max asked if a demon was going to come claim him when he died - that was incredibly specific and not what she expected. "What? No, you watch too many horror movies. No demon is going to come get you when you die, although... I don't know if you can, like, properly die. Like you can die, but I don't think your spirit will be able to move on... Like we wouldn't need Casper to pull your spirit from the afterlife into our plane of reality, you'd just be stuck there on your own..."

"But don't worry about that. That's not the bad part of some of your soul being missing. Whenever you formed that weapon, you must've also made a bloodstone. These bloodstones, demons use them to do the most wicked and horrible of magics... If they get five bloodstones, they can unleash the Elder Gods - think the actual Cthulu and stuff - on our world... And that would be bye-bye world... So that's why we need to find your bloodstone as soon as possible, because I like this world quite a bit, and it's not just our reality that would be threatened - all of them would be."

In What If? 2 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay


Guinevere Stark


Guin couldn't help but be a little surprised that people talked like this to Sabretooth - well, people besides her of course. Did they not realize he could rip them to shreds and eat their intestines like a pack of Twizzlers? "Are you both really not scared of him?" Guin couldn't help but ask. "Not sure if you're geniuses or idiots - or maybe a mix of both. Anyways, laters," Guin finished, before stabbing herself in the eyes. On her first pass, she didn't do as much damage as she wanted - on the second, she managed to drive Sabretooth's claws into his right eye. She screamed in pain, vision now disconnected in that eye. The feeling was horrific. But luckily for Guin, it didn't have to last forever.

She switched back with a small pop!, finding herself floating in a bubble next to Ed and Thalia. "Hey, it's me, you can put me down now - and no, this isn't Sabretooth just saying it's me to trick you so you'll pop the bubble. I can prove it's me, too. Ask me anything." Thankfully, her body didn't have more aches and pains than when she had left it. Compared to the body she had just left, her own body felt amazing. And it was really nice not to have male anatomy anymore. Being in a man's body always felt much weirder to Guin than being in a woman's body.

Jade Cornish


From up above, Jade could hear the noises of people running in the streets. She figured it had to just be in response to the commotion the changeling had caused. It wasn't at all unexpected. Thalia's voice chimed in over the comms that her message had been received, so Jade was satisfied. Thalia was both at least alive and able to speak, so nothing could have gone too terribly wrong; they still had the ex-magician's assistant on their side. Cass caught up with her, saying that they should wait for the others before heading back. Jade raised an eyebrow. Waiting for them was only going to make it more likely for someone to get caught - it wasn't practical.

"Fine. We can wait five minutes, then we ought to move," Jade said. The more time they spent in this branch of the tunnels, the more likely they would be to be discovered, potentially exposing the hiding spot of the remaining X-Men and Avengers, but also tipping off the Brotherhood to their plan to take down Magneto once and for all.
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