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In Avengers Academy: X of Swords ⚔️ → 9 mos ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
@Morose@Achronum@Blizz@Forsythe@Kirah@PatientBean@Trainerblue192
Afternoon - Wed. December 15th, 2038 - New Orleans, Louisiana


Panic set in. Skyler’s illusion warded off the water girl’s attack, but Skyler’s magic wasn’t enough. He faltered as Dorian again wielded the same static against him and the duplicate Thelma’s vanished as Skyler clutched at his head, doubled over in pain. Thelma, slowly gaining movement and feeling back, knew what was coming. Her bluff, stupid and emotional, had been called. She’d thought their fear of her would direct them towards Thuy or Skyler or anyone else, but they’d rallied against them. Thelma’d thought (Wil’s shield caught the brunt of the rock head’s punch but Thelma was certain she heard a rib crack) she’d reduced them to equations like every other team, like every other insect who thought they (if she’d had the voice, the shock would have torn a scream from her) could break the her Hex girls, and predicted it perfectly but here she was, watching their pet clown conjure enough fire to level the stadium and hurl it at her. Thelma had just enough control for one last act of strength.

She stared directly at the boy who stunned her and, even as Wil’s shield burned like paper against the onslaught, held his gaze as she refused to scream even as her skin melted and burned and then darkness took her.

“FUCK! YOU! ALL!” Thuy screamed, the dark and whispering flames spiraling around her and hugging her tightly, absorbing Andy’s electrified punch harmlessly. Again, flames swirled in her hand as Thuy eyed up her next victim.

“Wow, you all are kinda mean.” Ava commented, both now a victim of Percy’s bullying and some of the rude things coming out of this team. Ava threw herself at April, fist raised again, and a shield following up behind her. The shield seemed like a solid shot, but petered out a moment before hitting.

“Calm down, Wil. Get your shit together.” They muttered to themselves, taking a deep breath even as they eyed Leah warily.

“Seriously! Thelm’s would be pissed if she found out you were acting like a bitch just ‘cause she hit the ground.” Tatiana snapped as she soared by, double tapping the lightning copy cat.


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All of the eliminated competitors, from both the Hex Girls and Excelsior, were teleported the moment they slipped into unconsciousness. Rather than hitting the cold and unforgiving ground of the arena, the students would land on a bed - by no means a comfortable one, given its place in a medical ward, but a bed nonetheless. While the decor was the same as it had been in the medical examinations, they were not in the lobby or in the individual rooms patients were seen in - instead, it resembled more of the ward where multiple patients could expect to be treated post-surgery, allowing the staff to concentrate their duties in a single location.

Some of these duties, of course, were far easier than others.

The first student, Prudence Snyder was burnt - a mixture of both electrical and thermal wounds. One of the healers on staff had begun attuning to her the minute she appeared, the wounds slowly vanishing, her consciousness not yet returned.

The second patient, Sabine Bassard had some heavy bruising - her healing was done much more readily, the mage on duty rubbing a healing ointment over her body, its inherent properties restoring her just as fast as any mutant or inhuman could. She would wake up with some aches and pains, but nothing severe.

The third patient, Thelma Thule was fucking on fire.

Thelma won triage.

Every fucking healer immediately pivoted, as the fire extinguisher was deployed. As several fire extinguishers were deployed. One of them not even bearing a rating Sabine would have seen before - it was a class Q extinguisher, rated for magical fires. The foam spewing out of it seemed almost never ending, Thelma’s medical bed looking more like a gigantic cloud, the flames just barely doused.

“Fucking omega level mutants,” one of the doctors muttered under their breath.

Not that they were done with Thelma yet, no. They hadn’t even begun to address her burns.

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“Room 0221. Search the bedside table. I doubt its previous holder understood it enough to ward it.” Nicky waved away the illusion, and the smoke, with a flick of his wrist.

She would receive a final message from Vision, for the moment.


In Strange Academy: Journey into Mystery → 9 mos ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
@Achronum@Trainerblue192@Morose@Blizz@Kirah@PatientBean@Teyao@KazAlkemi@kittyluna45
Evening - Thur. Oct. 31, 2040
Slowly but surely, the small student class made their way to their rooms. The pairings were randomized, decided either by the whims of chaos or the strange will of fate. At any rate, each student would find their place, accompanied by two roommates who bore the same key. For some, they would find themselves sharing space with their coven mates. For others, friends, family, and lovers. For the rest, strangers.

As soon as each trio had entered their room, beginning to make the space into one of their own, a small invitation slid under the door. In a neat pen, it was addressed to the occupants of the room, and contained the following information:

The recipients were invited to a return-to-school bash, hosted by Barty and Nicky Mcleod at their speakeasy, the Haven later that evening. No plus-ones were allowed, and strict adherence to the speakeasy rules was expected: 1) clothing must remain fully on at all times, 2) no harassing (by any means) the employees, and 3) what happens in the Haven… didn’t. The invitation instructed that the Haven could be accessed by a secret passageway concealed by a painting on the basement level of the academy.



Location: Hall of Ancients, Strange Academy -> Leveau Hall - Annika’s, Frankie’s, and Jake’s room
Grimoire: N/A
Skills: N/A
Something strange happened for a moment - something that Jake could not quite understand. Connie was saying one thing, and smiling, but moments ago she looked unhappy. Was it possible for her to say one thing and her body to say another? Could someone do that? The idea made his chest feel tight. Jake didn’t like that, he decided. He didn’t like having to guess if people meant what they said. But the more he thought about it, the more he felt that Connie hadn’t been doing that. She hadn’t been unhappy at him asking her if she could read. It was something else. Something about what Barty had said, maybe? But why would she have been upset with him? It was all so very strange.

So Jake decided not to think about it.

He put a big smile on his face as he ran to catch up with Connie and Pedro. Each time Connie had him put his key in a lock, he was practically vibrating with excitement - and his shoulders slumped every time the lock didn’t turn. ”Is my key broken?” he whined, a little dismayed.

And when he finally found one where the key turned in the lock, he gasped with surprise as the door swung open. For a moment, he thought he’d broken the door, too. But instead, he saw a room. His room. He’d never had a room before! Jake rushed inside and spun around three times, his arms out wide and catching the air as he went. This was so cool! And then his eyes fell on the beds. There were three of them. One of them must have been his! He knew what a bed was. He didn’t spend any time pondering why he knew that, but everything else was so strange.

”THIS IS SO FUN????!!!!” Jake screeched, as he ran and jumped on the bed, bouncing up and down and up and down. He hoped his roommates liked playing in bed, too!

Where were his roommates? He couldn’t wait to meet them!

… He was going to have roommates, right?
In Avengers Academy: X of Swords ⚔️ → 9 mos ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
April


April’s spirits were temporarily crushed, the pain in her body almost an afterthought. Everyone pressed on with the fight - everyone except for Percy and Danni. Danni was like a brother to her, but Percy… she didn’t really know him. She thought it would have been Dorian to step in. Maybe Leah. Definitely not Sabine. She was under no illusion that protecting her during this fight would have done anything to endear her to her ex-girlfriend. She still didn’t even know what she had done wrong, what she had done to deserve it. April thought she’d been doing the right thing, ending things. She thought they could have been friends.

And then the punch was thrown.

She was too dazed to react, squeezing her eyes shut, only to once again feel the rush of air around her, and a firm hand on her own.

”I think they like you,” Percy observed dryly. Wasn’t that the popular explanation for why boys pulled on girls’ hair? It seemed apt in this situation. He’d intended to go aid Sabine, but clearly he was still needed here. April hadn’t thrown up her own defenses. Maybe she needed to catch her breath.

The moment they settled, fire was catching up. Thuy's fireball, building since Ava threw her punch, crashed into them and burned. Thuy cackled as she watched.

The pain was almost too much. She had been ready to give up. Ready to curl into a ball and admit defeat. Her mind was dazed, her body trembling, but the flames almost made her numb to it all. And a small fire burned within her, whatever scraps of resolve April had left coming back to her, enough to rage out in defiance against Thuy, against the Hex Girls. She shot out a blast of ice - not at Thuy, not at her attacker, but at the first person she could see that looked as vulnerable as April felt. At Thelma. Or at least, a Thelma. She didn’t know if the one she targeted was real or fake.

”Why does everyone have to be such a fucking bitch these days?” April muttered. ”You’re so hot, you could do anything else, but you choose to be an asshole.” She knew she was done for, but she didn’t care. Something in her had snapped. Maybe it had been broken already.

She gave Thuy and the Hex Girls the middle finger.


Dominika’s face fell, her heart aching for Matt as he shared what had happened. She couldn’t imagine that pain. She didn’t have any siblings - half-siblings, yes, but they weren’t family. Not in any way that counted. ”Fuck, Matt, I’m… I’m so sorry. I think I’m the one who should be asking you if you’re okay,” she paused, biting her lip. On one end of his struggle, she could relate at least. She didn’t know how to be a single parent either. ”I wish I could help you with the kid part - but I don’t know how I’m going to do this without Maria myself. But you’re smart. If anyone can figure it out, I know that it’s you.”

It was odd - she hadn’t actually overlapped with him on the Secret Warriors team, having been fired from SHIELD shortly before Matt was brought on board. And yet she found herself with a sense of ease that had eluded her in ages near him. Kindred spirits, perhaps. Both of their lives were absolute shit. It made for good company.

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Gideon reappeared, hot dog in hand, as she surveyed the seating situation. The sudden food craving had come on strong. She hadn’t even registered that one of the Strange Academy students had used a spell on her, causing her to leave the area. She just found herself out of the stands, near concessions, and figured her attention had merely slipped. It happened. She got distracted all the time. “Awww, you two are cute,” she said, sitting down in a seat next to Chase. She didn’t know him. She didn’t care. “How long have you been together?”

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Magneto had not ceased in his demonstrations - no, he continued to maintain his sign cheering his child on, almost brought to tears as he saw the way she effortlessly handled her opponents. For a moment, it brought him back to that day on Genosha, when they’d first discussed training together. He would ask her for a friendly spar when this was all done and settled. He was excited to see how much more she’d grown.

She-Hulk was more than thrilled with Max’s demonstration. “YESSSS!!! KICK THEIR BUTTS, LEAH!!! YOU CAN DO THIS!!!!! IF YOU MISS YOUR NEXT SHOT, JUST CASH IN YOUR INSPIRATION!!!”

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Val didn’t drop her invisibility, even as Max suddenly appeared behind them. No, she did not wish to be perceived at all. What willpower she had was being devoted towards allowing her wife to still touch her, to not throw up a shield and block out the world entirely. She did not need to confirm either that Harry had his powers attuned to her. Even David could not be blocked out, his telepathy something she could not defend against. But the rest, she could hide from, until she caught her breath. Until the shame and the shock subsided.

”You guys gotta check the group chat more, I put it in my latest selfie drop!” Casper whined. ”Wait, shit, never mind, my beeeeeeee I forgot to hit send on these! Okay so you’re all about to get 50 photos of my new fit, and Andy is also in them. Some of them. Maybe three. Fuck. I need to take more photos with Andy! Especially since she’s authentically retro! She’s literally vintage! Babes? How much longer do you think this’ll take? It’s not like football where it goes for five hours right?”

”It goes for ten years, actually. You’ll be gray before Danni’s out of this match.”

Casper shrieked.

“So she was actually from another universe? And time? Wild,” David shook his head. “If I could time travel - well, actually, I probably can - I’d do something way more interesting with it. Like… hmm. Actually I shouldn’t share. Erik might get upset. But I think you all can guess what I’d do.” Kill Charles Xavier, obviously.

”I’d go back and rescue Fred,” Sunshine chimed in wistfully, having relocated and snatched Max’s seat in his absence.

“I’d go back in time and kill Fred,” Marrow deadpanned.

”That’s so mean! Besides, he’s already dead, you can’t kill him again - everyone knows that.”

“I’d find a way.”

Val took a breath. She counted to five, holding it. And then she exhaled. And then slowly, gradually, she reappeared again. She’d find Andy after the match was over and apologize to her. She owed her that much, if not more.
In Strange Academy: Journey into Mystery → 9 mos ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
@Achronum@Trainerblue192@Morose@Blizz@Kirah@PatientBean@Teyao@KazAlkemi@kittyluna45
Evening - Thur. Oct. 31, 2040


The professors had taken their leave of the students now, some with more grace and poise than others, their patience somehow already tried and tested upon the first meeting. Headmistress Harkness was gone, too, leaving behind not a single instruction in her wake. Their time was theirs to use as they saw fit, now. Instruction would begin the next day - and as much as each student was doubtless filled with anticipation to begin, there was another mystery before them, perhaps one more pressing.

Their living situation.

Those who had attended Strange Academy before would already be accustomed to its housing practices. There were several halls that housed students, divided largely by age and class standing. For students under the age of majority, there were a handful of houses, named for practitioners of the mystic arts and directly overseen by a member of faculty who lived amongst their charges. As for students who had reached the age of majority, their dormitory was a wing of its own at the school, named Laveau Hall in honor of one of New Orleans’ greatest witches.

Despite the size of the school, moving from one end to the other was trivial, easily accomplished in less than a quarter hour. As the students left the Hall of Ancients, its heavy doors rang with finality as they swung close, not to open again until the next year - until the next batch of wide eyed and curious magi would come to this hallowed place. The students would pass by a number of classrooms on their route, as well as private sanctums - rooms the students could reserve to practice their craft alone, in a space where no harm could truly be done. On their way, they would pass by the new wing too, its doors locked with neat signs that read MEDEAN HALL - UNDER CONSTRUCTION. The school’s population continued to expand. Medean hall would alleviate some of the strain, providing more rooms where students may reside.

At Laveau Hall, a grand staircase was constructed in a spiralling pattern, with each landing providing access to a single door. These doors varied in appearance and construction - some wooden and ornately carved, others slabs of iron, cruel and menacing, and still some who seemed to change each time your gaze fell upon them.

Once students identified their door, perhaps as brutishly as trying locks until they found a match to their key, they would be admitted into their room. As a default, they were sparsely furnished and decorated - a bed, wardrobe, desk, and chair for each student. With three placed to a room this year, the beds were pushed up against the wall, the desk snug against the head board and the wardrobe near the bed’s foot. The carpets were a soft gray, and the walls a dull off-white. Laundry facilities were located in the basement of the wing, with shared restrooms every few turns of the staircase. For all purposes, the rooms were no different than what would be found on a college campus.

That was, of course, until the students made their requests. By simple dictation, almost every element of the room could be customized - the walls, the floors, the furniture, the decor, the ambiance, the sound. As long as the cost of the magic was not great, the students could do as they pleased.
In Strange Academy: Journey into Mystery → 9 mos ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Location: Hall of Ancients, Strange Academy
Grimoire: N/A
Skills: N/A
Connie wasn’t sure what he meant? That was okay - Jake wasn’t sure about a lot of things. He could empathize with the feeling. That was so cool, though, that she already knew! He hoped he would find out soon. He liked the idea of being able to do magic. It didn’t occur to him that it was entirely possible he might not have had any magic. It would have been silly. He was at Strange Academy, a school for magic, so he must have magic since he was there. Did he remember how he got there? No. But he knew that he belonged here. ”Oh! I get confused! I totally get confused!” he reassured her. ”I just don’t know what kind of magic I have, so I’m really excited to find out!!”

Roommates? He’d love to be roommates with Connie! It sounded fun! Of course, he wanted to be roommates with his best friend, Finley. But he could be roommates with everyone!! It was the best idea he’d ever had!! Jake was practically bouncing where he stood, filled with energy and a sudden urge to just fucking run. How fast could he run? He didn’t know, but he wanted to know!

He whined a bit in disappointment when he pulled out his key, though, and it didn’t match Connie. Or Pedro. He liked what Pedro had said about picking other names, though. Or having a family. He didn’t think he had a family. He would have known if he did, right? What would he want for another name? Something cool, something fun, something like… Big Dog. Yes. He was going to ask people to call him Big Dog! But as he went to open his mouth to request it, it was like his tongue was strangely uncooperative, almost tied.

His shoulders slumped a bit. Just Jake, then. But that was okay!! His smile immediately returned. He loved being Jake!! Jake, Jake, Jake!!

”Wait… Curses are cold?” Jake’s eyes widened, his train of thought rapidly derailing - or rather, finding an alternate track. ”I don’t think I want to be cursed then.” He shuddered a bit at the thought. Was this what he was supposed to protect them all from? From the curse? It made sense. The curse was cold and Jake knew that the cold was bad - it made his insides feel all funny, and his chest tight. ”Can I protect you all from the curse? Please?”

And then, as Barty gave his farewells, Jake waved at him happily. ”Bye, Barty!!!”

Until it occurred to him.

He didn’t know how to read.

He eyed Connie and Pedro.

”Do you guys know how to read already?”
In Avengers Academy: X of Swords ⚔️ → 9 mos ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
April & Percy

For a brief second, April's chest had swelled up with hope - hope that they were actually turning things around, that they could do this, that it didn't matter that they were a ragtag group that had never properly trained together, it didn't matter that their coach was possibly dead, it didn't matter that she'd spent days in an asylum and wasn't on speaking terms with her own family, it didn't matter that her life was chaos and there were feelings inside of her that she couldn't understand. Today, everything was going right. Today, they were going to win, they were going to have a chance to take a shot at the crown, and they were going to fucking win. She smiled brightly. The ball was finally rolling uphill.

And as abruptly as her fortune had changed, it all came crashing apart. The first attack looked like mystical spider webs. April was terrified of spiders. With a bit of a yelp, she pulled water around her, the waves breaking against the creepy mess. She let out a sigh of relief. She never wanted to fight a spider person. Especially not a magical one. Talking about spider people during a game of FMK was one thing - but actually facing them? No way.

Before she could catch her breath, before she could react, the next attack came - scorching chains rushing after her. She instinctively threw her hands up in front of her face, looking to the side only to feel herself suddenly leave the ground for a moment, as Percy grabbed onto her and teleported them both away - just a brief blip, but it was enough. A speedster had been coming for her back, and if Percy hadn't acted, she would have taken the attack. But it wasn't enough for everything. The chains like heat seeking missiles found her, ensnaring her, burning their impressions into her skin. She couldn't move, she was paralyzed, only able to scream from the pain - from the flames engulfing her. At the same time, a shield crashed into her, the deep bruising from its impact only adding to the pain.

But her torment wasn't over yet. Thuy wasn't finished with her. As she was powerless to act, the injuries multiplied - sapping not her physical strength, but her focus, her willpower. It was like the world went dark in that moment, as her spirit was crushed, stolen by some parasitic force. Any fight she had remaining to her left her body, as the crushing weight of her sorrow returned. She'd failed. She'd let them all down. It was no wonder that Sabine hated her - when they lost this match, there would be no one else to blame. How could she even show her face at school again after this? Everyone would despise her. It was better off if she didn't come back. If she didn't fight this. If she just... stopped.

She was numb to the world as she distantly felt a hand grab her, as her environment shifted once again, freed from the chains by Percy's teleport. She stared at the ground, lost.

Percy stared for a moment, studying her. She seemed to be alright, for the most part. The burns would heal. And as for her mental state... He didn't see any signs of an issue. She was just catching her breath. There was nothing to be concerned about here. So he shifted his attention back to the rest of the field. Leah was attempting to pull aggression towards herself - he'd heard Dorian's tactics lectures enough to recognize the strategy. And Sabine had dealt with the defenses. Good. Everything was under control.




In Avengers Academy: X of Swords ⚔️ → 10 mos ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
@Morose@Achronum@Blizz@Forsythe@Kirah@PatientBean@Trainerblue192
Afternoon - Wed. December 15th, 2038 - New Orleans, Louisiana


There was a moment of peace as the prison settled and Prudence, for a moment, seemed fine, until she gripped the sides of her head and her mouth opened in the silent scream. She was frozen for the moment, overwhelmed by whatever Dorian's attack had done.

The moment was all the peace lasted. The sounds of a pissed off demon could still be heard through the rock wall and Thelma, separated from the rest of the group, felt her eye twitch. Thuy was going to be difficult to reign in after this. Shots were heard inside the prison, chunks of it blowing out until it crumbled, Skyler's shots bringing it to rubble.

“Burying your gays, really?” Skyler rolled his eyes, waving out the sting in his hands from casting so quickly. “That’s homophobic.”

“Jeez, you're kinda mean, you know that?” Ava pouted as she panted from their brief struggle. Thelma took a step forward through the rubble and Ava's head snapped in her direction. “Hey, I hope you're as good at that with people. Boss lady's finished!” Ava laughed, her magic rising off her skin and bursting, wrapping itself around Thuy and Thelma.

Wil swore under their breath, shields whirling at lighting and fire once again followed one after another and Wil caught both, but Wil's shields weren't enough to stop it entirely. Wil saw Thelma entering the fray. “Oh thank fuck.”

Thelma stopped next to Prudedence, one hand settling gently on the telekinetic's shoulder, while the other swirled magic, weaving it into fine, crackling threads, and tossed it at April. Thuy, scowling as she shook dirty from her hair, sent burning chains from around Thelma at April, Wil's shield following close behind. “What the fuck, bitch?! Can't you fucking tell I am trying not to kill all of you?” Thuy barked at Leah. “Bury me again and I will let them tear your ass limb from limb!”

One second Tatiana was primed and ready to fuck someone up. The next moment… she wasn't really certain. It was definitely the Contest of Champions and they were definitely fighting but who these people were and what they could do, she had no fucking idea. It was like a bad fucking trip and she wasn't even sure how the fuck she'd gotten here. “What in the…” Tatiana needed a moment, but as chains flew out at some blond headed bimbo with Wil's shield close behind, Tatiana shrugged. If they wanted to fuck that bitch up in particular, who was she to question it? “I don't know who fucked me up, but let me return the favor!” Tatiana was practically a blur and with April's back wide open, Tati was ready.



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“I am.” Nicholas offered no further information. He pulled out a worn wood pipe and a tin, popping innocent and beginning to pack tobacco into it. “Remind your debtor that though abandoned, the jewel is still a potent danger. Handling it without their ward will bear consequences.”

At the same moment, Vicky would receive a series of messages quickly from her synthezoid ally:


Val sat there in complete disbelief, looking out at the stage. Andy hadn’t been seen in over a decade. She’d vanished after Genosha’s fall, disappearing alongside Selene - a task Val had not discouraged her from taking upon herself. A wave of emotions hit her, and for a brief moment, she flickered in and out of sight. There was relief in seeing Andy - but shame, too. ”She was one of us,” Val explained to her wife simply. Had everyone else known? Had they not trusted her with this information? Had they brought Andy back? She bit her lip, before deciding solidly on remaining invisible, vanishing from sight but not leaving her seat.

”I’ve been,” Dominika hesitated for a moment, before deciding she didn’t have the energy to pretend otherwise. ”Shit. How about you?” She then nodded slightly, holding up two fingers. Well. Only one now. Diana had definitely been expelled after this. ”My son’s the tiny one,” she added, indicating Percy on the field.
In Strange Academy: Journey into Mystery → 10 mos ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Location: Hall of Ancients, Strange Academy
Grimoire: N/A
Skills: N/A
Did he have magic? He must have. Right? Why else would he be here at Strange Academy if he didn't have any magic? Was he supposed to know what kind it was? Connie with the red hair seemed really upset, maybe even scared. Maybe she didn't know what her magic was either. The thought that he wasn't alone in not knowing relaxed him slightly. Maybe that was part of this exercise - this Door 12 or whatever it was. Maybe they were going to figure out what kind of magic they had there? Oh! That must have been the mystery! A grin broke out on Jake's face. He was doing well in school!! This was incredible!!

He cocked his head as Connie went on about how shifting forms was how to be free. For a split second, his body felt clumsy and awkward, its controls something that he could barely understand. But the thought made his head ache, so he let it go, dismissing the uncanny sensation. "Hi, Pedro!!!" Jake practically bounced. Pedro for short, Pedrito for long he noted. "It's so cool that you all have multiple names!! How do you get them? Can I get one? My name's just Jake, I don't think I have any other names - unless you know if I do? Do I?" he then asked, looking at Pedrito with all the trust in the world.

However, at Barty's revelation Jake gasped. "A curse! ... What's a curse? Is it cold?" Cold things were bad. Jake knew to avoid them. Were his eyes fresh? How did he know how old his eyes were? Did everyone else here have ancient eyes? He cocked his head in the other direction. "What magic do you think you're going to get?" he then asked Connie, hoping to be friendly. He was so happy to have sisters!!!
In Avengers Academy: X of Swords ⚔️ → 10 mos ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
April

Is that boy a girl too?

That comment somehow stuck with April, threatening to take her focus right before the fight began. Somehow, she'd hoped that the question had been about her, even as she knew the heckler meant the lone boy on the Hex Girls' team. But any brief unconscious insight into her own gender would have to wait - the match was beginning, and they were so close. They'd fought tooth and nail to be here, pushing themselves to the limits these last few days. The tremors in her hands had thankfully stopped too, and her mind felt clear, sharp, and focused as her heart pounded furiously. One match stood between them and the Young Avengers. One match was all they needed to win to get to the finals, to have a shot at winning the title. One match and then the rest of their lives would begin. It was going to be perfect. It was everything they'd worked so hard for, everything they'd dreamed of, it was -

... The hottest people she'd seen in her life smirking and harassing them - harassing her ex-girlfriends.

April gasped at the offer Thuy delivered to Sabine so glibly, and as the hellfire shot towards her ex, she acted without thinking. Barrels of water had been provided in the arena for her to work with, and at her call, the water rushed out of the barrel, flying through the air towards her - and then past her, a protective cocoon shaping itself around Sabine. The fire collided with the water, the integrity of the sphere failing immediately, as steam hissed and rose up towards the arena ceiling. "Shut up, you can't talk to her that way!" she snapped, as the remaining water fell towards the ground. But rather than let it hit the floor, April froze it, forming an icy shard that she shot across the field, on a collision course with Thuy. "It's not okay!"



In Avengers Academy: X of Swords ⚔️ → 10 mos ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
@Morose@Achronum@Blizz@Forsythe@Kirah@PatientBean@Trainerblue192
2:00 PM - Wednesday. December 15th, 2038 - New Orleans, Louisiana
All eyes in the arena were focused on the combatants, as the Hex Girls of Strange Academy faced off against Excelsior of Avengers Academy in the second semi-finals match. The winner would go on to face the reigning champions, the Young Avengers, and have a chance to finally seize the crown for all of its glory. And while the world watched, the match broadcast live on Mojovision, sports channels, and more, a select few had their hearts filled with pride as they looked on. Sitting in the highly coveted section 001, close enough to the action to hear each taunt the Hex Girls flung at their opponents, were the friends and loved ones of Excelsior. It didn’t matter that the posted odds were 21 to 1 in favor of the Hex Girls. They were there to cheer the students on no matter the outcome.

The adults sat in the middle of the section, filling a portion of two rows. Magneto, James and Casper Kingston, Ben and Max Gray. Then in the next row She-Hulk, Matt Moss, Dominika Novikova, Harry and David Simmons, Eva Moore, and Valerie Simmons.

A few rows down from them were students - some affiliated with Avengers Academy, others with Strange Academy. Connie Winthrop, Frankie Stein, Vicky van Dyne, Gideon Pearlman, and Ben Moss. Perhaps to the surprise of those who did not know her well, and those who thought they did, Gideon’s attention was glued to the action in front of her. Her sunglasses hid her eyes as ever, but there was no mistaking the intense interest and glee she took in the action unfolding. Her muscles were itching for her sword. She wished she could have been out there now, but maybe next year. The odds of her graduating were slim - perhaps even slimmer than last year.

So instead, Gideon contributed the only way she knew how. “TO THE FLOOR!” she screeched. She hoped Andy knew what that meant.

Magneto too was looking on at Andy, not so much with excitement as with trepidation. Her curse had been removed and that was a victory, one he could not be more grateful for. However, here she was exposed, vulnerable, and made to fight for sport. He did not doubt her abilities. But he could not help but unconsciously catalog each piece of metal in the stadium, his eyes sweeping for threats. At the slightest hint of danger, he would intervene. He did not care what silly rules had been established. He would not allow any harm to befall her.

She-Hulk had no such fears for Leah. “KICK THEIR BUTTS, LEAH!!” She-Hulk shouted out, sporting an Avengers Academy t-shirt for the occasion. Had it not been for the fact that Leah had an abusive family she wanted to stay away from, She-Hulk would’ve been waving a sign with Leah’s face on it right now. “YOU GOT THIS!!”

Dr. Novikova was quiet as she watched, the events of the past few days weighing heavily on her mind. She was incredibly proud of her son, and astonished by how far he’d come, how much more alive he seemed to be. But that pride was coupled with fear and paranoia. He had hidden things from her. What else was Percy keeping from her, beyond the drinking, beyond the entanglement? Was her son truly happy? Or was this all a desperate cry for help, one she had been deaf to for too long? She shifted uncomfortably, monitoring her own breath. An earthquake would not be welcomed here. Her phone buzzed. She ignored it. It was probably from Maria. She didn’t want to think about Maria right now.

David Simmons chuckled at his husband’s antics, shaking his head slightly. He knew that Harry didn’t mean any harm by it. Sometimes he was a girl, too, and it never bothered his husband. In fact, some of the Boys rather appreciated it. David laced his fingers around Harry’s, and went to rest his head on his shoulder, settling in. He’d thankfully gotten used to having so many voices around, as he attended every show Harry played. Otherwise he would have let one of the others front for today - but instead, he managed to mute out most things so that way the background was a dull telepathic roar. Do you think they have a chance? he asked though, not wanting to be rude and voice such a question verbally in front of the parents of the competitors. He’d never watched the Contest of Champions before.

However, Harry’s twin sister was not nearly as amused with him. Heckling children was embarassing. As much as she loved him, her brother was also embarrassing. Ordinarily, her move would have been to vanish from sight and simply walk away from the situation, but she wanted to be here to support the Kingston-Gray children. She was an old friend of the family, back from their days on Genosha and with the Mutant Underground. So instead, with a slight smirk on her face, Valerie went to make her brother disappear, wrapping the light around him in such a way as to force him to vanish… but at a sudden shout from someone in the audience, her concentration slipped, and instead of bending the light to make him invisible, she made him extra-visible, a veritable spotlight on her attention whore of a brother. ”Fuck me,” she groaned. His ego didn’t need the added attention.

She was lucky that Casper wasn’t close enough to hear her - otherwise, she would have been hit with a reply of when, where, how hard? Instead, he had his husband James’ hand in a death grip, suddenly a mess of nerves as his baby boy took the field. Danni was going to do so well! This was incredible! People were throwing hellfire around at his son! He hated that! His knee was bouncing up and down like a jackhammer, a speed that was only matched by his pulse. ”Oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god it’s starting it started it’s happening!!” He fought the urge to stand up. ”Everyone shut up, it's starting!!!” With his other hand, he reached out and grabbed Ben’s, squeezing tightly enough to practically cut off circulation.

Ben let it go - for now. He gave his partner’s hand a slight squeeze in turn. He couldn’t blame Casper for being worried. The Contest of Champions was a dangerous sport. Killing was against the rules, but serious injuries were possible and somewhat to be expected. He didn’t want their kids to suffer, to go through any pain. He knew firsthand how cruel this world could be, especially to a child. But at the same time, he couldn’t protect his children from everything, no matter how much he wanted to. And learning to use their powers in a safe, controlled environment was more than most mutant children ever had. There were no Purifiers lurking in alleys to kill them.

And of course, if Dorian and Danni were to win… Or even if they were to lose… The outcome would bring tears to his eyes all the same. Ben felt himself already beginning to tear up a bit just at the thought. He loved them both so much - it was surreal to see them here, in this arena, one of the best teams in the country. But he already knew that they were some of the best heroes in the world. He didn’t need a contest to tell him that.

”Hey, buttface! Think fast!”

Out of nowhere, a sealed bag of kettlecorn was lobbed at the back of Max’s head with near perfect aim. A blonde woman dressed in a deep red cardigan stood on the stairs, smirking as she looked at the former Sorcerer Supreme. ”That’s payback for fucking with my clothes,” she added, before sliding down into the seat next to him, her wife Marrow in tow. ”What did we miss?”



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