kittyluna45
Achronum
Scrawl Banditta
Not a Sayan
KazAlkemi
Neziul
Kirah
Blizz
BlueSky44
@Achronum@Blizz@Forsythe@Kirah@PatientBean@Trainerblue192@KazAlkemi
Morning - Sat. January 15th, 2039 - Los Angeles, California
@Kirah: Gideon slid her knuckle blades onto her off hand, grimacing slightly as Andy suggested having Leah to look at her eye. She hadn’t had a medical exam since… well, since the disastrous one at the contest, and she had hated every second of it. It’d been almost a relief when it had been cut short, as they realized she somehow had managed to fail English - again. “Nah, I’m good. If I go blind, I go blind,” she offered with a shrug. But with her knuckle blades on one hand and her rapier secured - and a quick check to make sure her hair looked decent in the mirror - she was ready to go back to the carnival. “Let’s go beat up some other losers, yeah?” she grinned.
@KazAlkemi@PatientBean: No one else had stumbled across the tent to disturb them, leaving Luna and Millie to become acquainted with one another in peace. Of course, Millie’s phone buzzed with a helpful(?) reply from Dorian - and not a single one from Danni. She would likely see a notification though that Danni was livestreaming at the moment, although if she clicked on it, all she would see was a black screen and the muffled sound of adolescent screaming.
As for Luna, she would feel a sudden weight appear in her pant’s pocket - an object about the size of a phone, yet flexible and light… and eerily familiar…
@Blizz: At the base of the hill, students were giggling and talking with one another, using the straps on their tubes to drag them back over to the lift so they could have another go. Some were gawking at the ramp that had suddenly appeared, their faces wide with curiosity and horror as they saw yet another student about to embark on that challenge. Enough of them had seen Danni’s stream and heard the screams, with the feed going black, to have assumed that he had died. It wouldn’t be the first time a student died at AA.
However, she would overhear a group of three - an incredibly tall girl with ice blue skin dressed as if a Hot Topic exploded on her, a shorter boy with glasses that almost had a mirror finish to them, hiding his eyes, and… what seemed to be a sentient, glowing green cube, the whole chicken it had consumed earlier completely visible from its semi-transparent nature.
“There’s no way you wouldn’t have seen it!” the icy giant hissed. “I specifically asked you to look for what would happen, Carlos!”
The shorter boy winced, but clearly was on the giant’s side. “You’re a precog, it doesn’t look good… Why didn’t you see that Shadowlight would turn Carlie down?”
Carlos, the sentient cube, spun in a circle, as if throwing his hands up in protest. He had no clearly defined mouth, and produced no audible speech, but somehow his meaning became known to the others, even to Marlena. My visions have been fucked up today. All I keep seeing are blonde girls with swords!
“Fucking breeders…” Carlie scoffed. “Fine. But I’m still mad at you. And I’m telling Mom.”
Percy Novikov
Location: Margaret Carter - Winter Festival
Magic Items: Mystery watch from Agatha Harkness, Dorian sex bracelet
First Day Fit: Black Hoodie, Jeans, and Vans
Almost immediately, Percy’s thoughts tried to drag him back down into that dark place, attacking on two fronts this time. The first was Dorian’s assertion that he was just growing up - he knew he was a child, he wasn’t going to argue that, but… there were moments where the three (now two) year age gap between them felt massive, like a gaping chasm waiting to swallow him up. The second count, of course, was that he did know how to roller skate. He’d never been incredibly interested in it, but his best friend had been - and his mother, Dominika, had been more than thrilled to encourage more physical activities for him to indulge in. He remembered how it felt to hold Chase’s hand as he skated, terrified that he would fall and injure himself, but feeling so paradoxically safe and secure at the same time, knowing Chase would never let that happen…
He took a breath, before getting down onto his knees and guiding Dorian’s foot into the hole of his skate, helping him to put it on. “Yes, I’ve skated before. I, er… My parents used to take me and my friend to the rink not too far from our house, my mame would read and grade papers, while my mother defended her high scores in the arcade. It’s been a while, so I might be rusty… Will you hold my hand?” He was a little concerned that Dorian might try to keep texting his cousins as they skated, given how much trouble he was having just putting his skates on. He unlaced the other one and waited for a moment, so that way he could help his boyfriend put that one on, too.
April Kingston-Gray
Location: Margaret Carter - Stark Hall Roof
Magic Items: Kingston-Gray Bracelet, River Styx Water, Hair Dying Comb
First Day Fit: Denim jumpsuit and shorts, pink streaked hair and orange tinted sunglasses
April was very responsive to the feelings of others. So much so that when one person was feeling happy, they felt happier - when someone was sad, they found themself down in the dumps. It was a vicious feedback loop that Danni and April often fell into, the two of them just cycling the energy back and forth. So when Danni was screaming in fear and terror… April was screaming before they even knew what was happening, an earsplitting screech that would have aced any audition for a slasher fic, landing them the role of final girl.
They held onto Danni as tightly as they could, Amelie squished in the middle between the two of them. Through the screams, their reactions and instincts and all of that failed them, as their only thought was panic - some of the snow falling tried to latch onto them, to create a cushion, but they were too scattered and disorganized. They didn’t even offer a coherent action item, the only thing they were able to say - “AHHHH!!!!!!!!”
They shut their eyes tight, making brief peace with the idea that they were about to die - at least they’d die with Danni. Maybe they could be summoned by Papa at the same time, be besties and siblings in Ghost Hawaii and visit Dorian on the weekends. Maybe -
“...Why aren’t we dead?” April croaked out, feeling themselves come to a slow, gradual, and safe stop. They opened their eyes slowly. “Did your not-boyf save us?”
