I'm going to be working on my post over the next few days.
Like several have already said, I feel a nice search/rescue would work as the first event! Whether Magik directly responds to this initial one will probably depend on it's scale though honestly! At the very least will be on the sidelines as Strange does stuff (if he deems it worthy of their pay grade)
<Snipped quote by Retired> Should've mentioned this way sooner, but the X-Men themselves are available for someone to write about!
Just making sure I'm interpreting this right; are you just playing Charles/Erik and the school's staff, not the actual X-men team? or am I misunderstanding?
Let me know if you want help figuring out how to format the character sheet so it looks like the others. I know it can be tricky if you aren't familiar with the Guild's coding.
Just to add to this slightly, you may want to update how the sheet is displayed within the original post here. I had issues getting the empty sheet through quoting it, and had to get it from someone else's post! Unless I'm being dumb and there's a much easier way to get it that I missed.
I L L Y A N A R A S P U T I N A ♦ E X - D A U G H T E R O F B E L A S C O ♦ W A R D O F T H E S O R C E R O R S U P R E M E
C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T:
"For many years a man named Belasco tried to bury me. But I demanded to grow."
At the age of six Illyana Rasputina found herself taken from her comfy home at her family's farm in Russia, and transported to the fiery hellscape that is the realm of Limbo. There she found herself imprisoned by the man known as Belasco, who claimed her as his daughter. There she spent the next seven years of her life, with her tormentor turning Illyana into his cursed weapon. He trained her in the arcane arts, corrupting her soul and drawing her deeper into his clutches. His downfall came however when he attempted to teach her the art of creation magic. Illyana's own life force energy formed the Soulsword, a powerful weapon that gave Illyana enough power to use her sorcery to escape from Limbo and return to the mortal world.
As a teenager raised in the depths of purgatory, Illyana struggled to readjust to life, turning away from her family, as well as other mutant safe-havens, and venturing off on her own. During this time, she caught the attention of one Stephen Strange, this realm's Sorcerer Supreme for the last 15 years. Having traced her from the magical energy she had been exerting, he took her in, giving her a home at the Sanctum Sanctorum. There she became his ward, honing the magical abilities Belasco had so brutally engraved into her. She sheathed her Soulsword, no longer needing the blade, and instead formed a new extension of her soul; the Soulstaff.
She has been in Strange's care for a few months now, with the Sorcerer Supreme only recently deciding to begin to bring her along on some of his mystical cases.
C H A R A C T E R N O T E S:
I'm aware I've done this before, but I do plan to take this concept in a slightly different direction this time. I want to focus a bit more on the dynamic of Magik and Strange, with the duo working on a series of magical cases, which can allow for some potentially fun collaborations with other players. Given Magik's status as a mutant, I also hope I can collaborate with some of the other X-Men players in the future.
Following are the key characters I intend to make use of:
♦ Doctor Stephen Strange: The current Sorcerer Supreme, Strange became a surrogate father and teacher to Illyana after her time in Limbo, helping her hone her magical abilities. He has operated as the Sorceror Supreme for about 15 years, although initially, this was a secret to anyone not within the magical community. His first public appearance was during the Chituri invasion where he assisted in the fight within New York. Whilst he has assisted the Avengers on a few occasions, he kept to himself over the years, avoiding the public eye as best as he could.
♦ Wong: Doctor Strange's loyal assistant, Wong runs and cares for the Sanctum Sanctorum. This loyalty extended to Illyana once she made the Sanctum her home, and in time a friendship between the two blossomed.
♦ Belasco: A being of pure hate, Belasco is the ruler of Limbo and the being who trapped Illyana there for the majority of her childhood.
Following are characters who whilst I am planning on using/interacting with, I am by no means claiming as my own. If some of these are claimed, I would love to possibly collaborate in the future!
♦ Piotr Rasputin AKA Colossus
♦ Megan Gwynn AKA Pixie
♦ Parker Robbins AKA The Hood
More to follow...
S A M P L E P O S T:
The roar of the fire illuminated the study, bathing Illyana Rasputina and its contents in a warm yellow light. It gave her a sense of comfort, which was especially needed given the circumstances. It wasn’t often that you found yourself in the home of a powerful sorcerer; although such events were sadly not as rare for Ilyana as she would have liked.
As her worries began to build within her, her eyes moved around the room, seeking a distraction. An exit strategy. The room was cluttered, lined with grand bookcases and cabinets, filled to the brim with dusty-looking tomes and trinkets that glistened in the room’s glow. She’d seen such rooms before down in Limbo. There the items on display were spoils of war; looted or stolen from the dead. Here the items seemed more like mere momentos. An antiquer’s collection. She didn’t know which one she hated more.
Between the ancient vases and eerie mirrors, however, there was one such item that did catch her attention. Its jagged edges and furiosity reminding her more of the previously mentioned spoils. The shield was a fearsome thing, with a surface of gold-like scaly snake-skin. The face it depicted glared at her in anger, its eyes holding a rage she was all so familiar with. It didn’t take Ilyana long to piece together who it was after taking in the tendrils of snakes that made up the face’s hair.
The sudden appearance of a voice behind her caused her to tremble slightly.
“Don't worry, the fixtures are warded. There's no chance of you turning to stone.”
She turned to see the master of the house standing patiently in the doorway. He was still dressed in the same blue robes as when he had initially encountered her a few hours ago, with a vibrant red cloak encapsulating him, billowing dramatically despite the lack of wind. As this realm’s Sorceror Supreme, Ilyana had expected him to be a man that radiated power, and whilst yes, there was an element of that to him, there was also something gentle here too. Maybe it was his eyes? They had surely seen war and battle, but there was a goodness there.
As he took a step into the room, she saw that clutched in his hands was a small mug of seemingly steaming brown liquid, the words World’s #1 Wizard in red letters on its side. She simply returned a cautionary look in response.
He merely continued speaking.
“It's the Aegis.” He explained, gesturing now to the shield itself. “The Goddess Athena's very own shield. Well. A duplicate of her very own shield. You couldn't imagine how many of these crop up over the years.” He offered a chuckle at that last bit. Illyana made a slight note to question it in the future if the occasion ever arose.
“Do you like it?” He asked, turning back towards.
The question hung between them for several moments. Because what could she really say?
She’d heard the story of Medusa long ago, found within several of the great old books within Limbo’s libraries. It was a tale of a hero slaying a great beast. There were many others like them. History was filled with them. Yet this particular story had stuck with Ilyana when she had initially read it. Because in the end, what kind of beast was she really? Cursed and warped by the Gods for an act she played such a little part in? An act which Poseidon managed to receive absolutely no consequences for.
It stung. The story was unfair. Was this how the world viewed people like her? People like Ilyana.
So she let the question hang instead, keeping her silence.
Thankfully the doctor before her had the good sense not to press her further for an answer. Looking down at her he simply nodded. Was there some kind of understanding there? Pity? She couldn’t guess.
His next comments however caught her by surprise, with it shifting the tone entirely.
“Now, I hope you're hungry. I didn't know what you liked so I got Wong to grab one of everything from the deli.” He guided her out of the room as he spoke, gesturing before him with hands. “We have a feast on our hands!”
Ilyana managed a smile as she walked. Maybe things would be different here.
P O S T C A T A L O G:
This section is not necessary, but a procedural listing of your linked posts will make it much easier and more convenient for all involved.
I L L Y A N A R A S P U T I N A ♦ E X - D A U G H T E R O F B E L A S C O ♦ W A R D O F T H E S O R C E R O R S U P R E M E
C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T:
"For many years a man named Belasco tried to bury me. But I demanded to grow."
At the age of six Illyana Rasputina found herself taken from her comfy home at her family's farm in Russia, and transported to the fiery hellscape that is the realm of Limbo. There she found herself imprisoned by the man known as Belasco, who claimed her as his daughter. There she spent the next seven years of her life, with her tormentor turning Illyana into his cursed weapon. He trained her in the arcane arts, corrupting her soul and drawing her deeper into his clutches. His downfall came however when he attempted to teach her the art of creation magic. Illyana's own life force energy formed the Soulsword, a powerful weapon that gave Illyana enough power to use her sorcery to escape from Limbo and return to the mortal world.
As a teenager raised in the depths of purgatory, Illyana struggled to readjust to life, turning away from her family, as well as other mutant safe-havens, and venturing off on her own. During this time, she caught the attention of one Stephen Strange, this realm's Sorcerer Supreme for the last 15 years. Having traced her from the magical energy she had been exerting, he took her in, giving her a home at the Sanctum Sanctorum. There she became his ward, honing the magical abilities Belasco had so brutally engraved into her. She sheathed her Soulsword, no longer needing the blade, and instead formed a new extension of her soul; the Soulstaff.
She has been in Strange's care for a few months now, with the Sorcerer Supreme only recently deciding to begin to bring her along on some of his mystical cases.
C H A R A C T E R N O T E S:
I'm aware I've done this before, but I do plan to take this concept in a slightly different direction this time. I want to focus a bit more on the dynamic of Magik and Strange, with the duo working on a series of magical cases, which can allow for some potentially fun collaborations with other players. Given Magik's status as a mutant, I also hope I can collaborate with some of the other X-Men players in the future.
Following are the key characters I intend to make use of:
♦ Doctor Stephen Strange: The current Sorcerer Supreme, Strange became a surrogate father and teacher to Illyana after her time in Limbo, helping her hone her magical abilities. He has operated as the Sorceror Supreme for about 15 years, although initially, this was a secret to anyone not within the magical community. His first public appearance was during the Chituri invasion where he assisted in the fight within New York. Whilst he has assisted the Avengers on a few occasions, he kept to himself over the years, avoiding the public eye as best as he could.
♦ Wong: Doctor Strange's loyal assistant, Wong runs and cares for the Sanctum Sanctorum. This loyalty extended to Illyana once she made the Sanctum her home, and in time a friendship between the two blossomed.
♦ Belasco: A being of pure hate, Belasco is the ruler of Limbo and the being who trapped Illyana there for the majority of her childhood.
Following are characters who whilst I am planning on using/interacting with, I am by no means claiming as my own. If some of these are claimed, I would love to possibly collaborate in the future!
♦ Piotr Rasputin AKA Colossus
♦ Megan Gwynn AKA Pixie
♦ Parker Robbins AKA The Hood
More to follow...
S A M P L E P O S T:
The roar of the fire illuminated the study, bathing Illyana Rasputina and its contents in a warm yellow light. It gave her a sense of comfort, which was especially needed given the circumstances. It wasn’t often that you found yourself in the home of a powerful sorcerer; although such events were sadly not as rare for Ilyana as she would have liked.
As her worries began to build within her, her eyes moved around the room, seeking a distraction. An exit strategy. The room was cluttered, lined with grand bookcases and cabinets, filled to the brim with dusty-looking tomes and trinkets that glistened in the room’s glow. She’d seen such rooms before down in Limbo. There the items on display were spoils of war; looted or stolen from the dead. Here the items seemed more like mere momentos. An antiquer’s collection. She didn’t know which one she hated more.
Between the ancient vases and eerie mirrors, however, there was one such item that did catch her attention. Its jagged edges and furiosity reminding her more of the previously mentioned spoils. The shield was a fearsome thing, with a surface of gold-like scaly snake-skin. The face it depicted glared at her in anger, its eyes holding a rage she was all so familiar with. It didn’t take Ilyana long to piece together who it was after taking in the tendrils of snakes that made up the face’s hair.
The sudden appearance of a voice behind her caused her to tremble slightly.
“Don't worry, the fixtures are warded. There's no chance of you turning to stone.”
She turned to see the master of the house standing patiently in the doorway. He was still dressed in the same blue robes as when he had initially encountered her a few hours ago, with a vibrant red cloak encapsulating him, billowing dramatically despite the lack of wind. As this realm’s Sorceror Supreme, Ilyana had expected him to be a man that radiated power, and whilst yes, there was an element of that to him, there was also something gentle here too. Maybe it was his eyes? They had surely seen war and battle, but there was a goodness there.
As he took a step into the room, she saw that clutched in his hands was a small mug of seemingly steaming brown liquid, the words World’s #1 Wizard in red letters on its side. She simply returned a cautionary look in response.
He merely continued speaking.
“It's the Aegis.” He explained, gesturing now to the shield itself. “The Goddess Athena's very own shield. Well. A duplicate of her very own shield. You couldn't imagine how many of these crop up over the years.” He offered a chuckle at that last bit. Illyana made a slight note to question it in the future if the occasion ever arose.
“Do you like it?” He asked, turning back towards.
The question hung between them for several moments. Because what could she really say?
She’d heard the story of Medusa long ago, found within several of the great old books within Limbo’s libraries. It was a tale of a hero slaying a great beast. There were many others like them. History was filled with them. Yet this particular story had stuck with Ilyana when she had initially read it. Because in the end, what kind of beast was she really? Cursed and warped by the Gods for an act she played such a little part in? An act which Poseidon managed to receive absolutely no consequences for.
It stung. The story was unfair. Was this how the world viewed people like her? People like Ilyana.
So she let the question hang instead, keeping her silence.
Thankfully the doctor before her had the good sense not to press her further for an answer. Looking down at her he simply nodded. Was there some kind of understanding there? Pity? She couldn’t guess.
His next comments however caught her by surprise, with it shifting the tone entirely.
“Now, I hope you're hungry. I didn't know what you liked so I got Wong to grab one of everything from the deli.” He guided her out of the room as he spoke, gesturing before him with hands. “We have a feast on our hands!”
Ilyana managed a smile as she walked. Maybe things would be different here.
P O S T C A T A L O G:
This section is not necessary, but a procedural listing of your linked posts will make it much easier and more convenient for all involved.
apologies for my radio silence over the last week; this month has been one of the busiest for me in ages. I should have a lot more free time starting from next week!
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