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Well now that I got the customary "post once" requirement out of the way....

HELLO

Welcome to my safe space. Well, about as safe as one space can be, I guess. If you are here looking for something, I am very sorry to disappoint you, but I made fresh cookies! Come sit a spell.

I guess I'll do some more in-depth stuff about myself. My name is Nick and I am 35 years old living in Illinois. I am a therapist and clinical responder (which is a fancy way of saying I go out on police calls to provide mental health assistance). Been doing therapy for a few years now and I absolutely love it!

I am a gay, cisgender man. I came out in January 2020 (smack dab in the middle of a pandemic. Timing was always my downfall). There is still much I am learning, but I am proud and happy to be who I really am and not have to hide it anymore!

I am an avid gamer, especially roleplaying games (cue surprised and shock noises). I also enjoy writing and reading, especially mysteries. I am not new to roleplay, I promise. I have been doing it for years now in different formats. I am experienced, even if it doesn't seem like it.

I use humor as a coping mechanism for sure, but I also like laughing and enjoying myself. Life can be pretty sad and upsetting for the most part and I don't want to add to it.

Whew! That got deep!

I will be poking my nose around in spaces and hoping to jump headfirst into this. Some interests I have in terms of roleplay settings include superheroes, DnD, science fiction/fantasy, mysteries, thrillers, horror stuffs, apocolypse, and espionage. And I am a fan of most things pop culture. If you have any suggestions or possible roleplays you think I would love, please let me know.

Otherwise, stick around! This is gonna get wild!

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Millicent




Location: Château de La Lune: Sam's Roon -> Millicent's Room
Skills: N/A





Millicent was still on Team Eleanor, but it made sense if any of the family killed Renee. If Lena nominated Renee, then it stood to reason Lena knew who Renee was and her connection to the La Lune family. "It's someone in the family, I am sure of it. If we are doing this party, we'll need to be careful. Can't let them know we are suspecting anyone of anything. Soon as the wrong person gets the hint, they could destroy any evidence they have or...worse." The underlying thing being that if the murderer or murdererers killed once, they would have no qualms doing so again.

Millicent let Brandon confirm they still had the phone. "We can get it later, but right now I want to get ready for the party. Good work everyone." Millicent slipped over to her room and went to her suitcase. She opted to wear a black dress with silver heels. She swirled her hair into an updo fastened with a black hair pin. She put on some silver earrings and did her make-up more casually, only some lip color and mascara. Part of her felt worried about this party. With everything going on, it was bound to have people on edge. As much as she figured the family wanted to move on past the deaths, there was an air of dread over the estate.

Someone at the party was a murderer. Renee didn't deserve what happened. She was the result of a man who was in love and then didn't support them afterwards, for whatever reason. Renee only wanted to know who her father was and she was killed as a result. Someone lured her here, tempted her with information, and then killed her.

She knew they were on the right track. Hopefully, they would get answers soon.






Location: Otherworld
Magic Items: Sword (Sabine), Invisibility Hat (Sabine)
Sabine Otherworld Outfit: Pirate Princess
Millicent Otherworld Outfit: Bardic Inspiration




After ensuring Danni's breakfast wouldn't make an encore, she stood and waited to see what the travel plans were. While she didn't relish the idea of splitting up, it made sense. Those who could transport themself easily could go onward and see about getting Vicky what she needs. Sabine seemed fine now, though she walked like a newborn baby deer, which was equal parts adorable and concerning. Chase had also given out weird codenames. She wondered what her's was. "Ooooh, what's my codename? I haven't given that much thought back home, but here? Is it something cool and heroic-sounding?"

Sabine's mental state was not in the best place. After her transformation, she didn't think anything else could go wrong. And then she sent out random vines from the ground that attacked her friends. She had managed to get it under control for the most part, save for Marlena. Danni had aided her and Sabine braced for pain, only to find she was okay. So, her vines (if they were even her's which...yeah they had to be right?) did not harm her. Good to know.

All of that was quickly overshadowed by everyone fawning over her. Danni hyped her up, which of course he did. She blushed slightly. "I mean...I'm still getting used to them, but I'd like to, I think? I'm sure they have their use, but I can barely walk at the moment, let alone see if I can fly." Though his energy was infectious. She wondered if she would be able to shift back and forth back home. She hoped so, it would be handy. Andy called her fly af, which made her blush even more. "Yeah, I can walk. It's going to take some getting used to, but I am not immobile. Thank you for the help, Andy."

"Yeah, sorry about that," she told Chase. "Didn't know I could do that. Also didn't know I could sprout wings and all of this, so we're all learning new things. I'd also object to the bug comment but..well.." she drifted off, signaling to her wings.

Leah had taken control which was..oddly very hot. Making a transportable shelter for them, Sabine took the time to relax, finally. Her mind was still whirling with all the new information. So she was fae? Her father definitely wasn't so her mother had to be fully fae. What did that mean overall?

As Sabine spiraled, Millicent waited to see what the others would do. Those that could fly had begun taking off and...leaving her behind. "Hey, what the fuck? I can't fly! I know I AM fly, but that's different in this context!" Luna had also fucked off, ignoring her question about Sabine's state. Millicent flung her arms up, giving up. "Guess I'll be here with you all. Let me know if either of you are in pain. I can make something happen as well."

Sabine shook her head. "The pain is completely gone. Like it never happened. I feel...good. Weird, but good." She also liked this new attention. "Is..." Sabine began to ask when April summoned some water, staring down someone. While everyone's appearance changed more in their clothing (Sabine being the exception), Vicky had changed more. Why was April staring her down?

Millicent gazed over to see April square up, and Millicent noticed a new blonde woman. How did they get here? Millicent sidled over, preparing to unleash her own hell on this new person. "You heard her. State your name and business."

Sabine was exhausted at this point. "Guys, it's Vicky." Sabine didn't think she would have to convince her friends of that. "You didn't think Vicky being an android would be drastically different over here? So maybe turn down the active combat stance."

Sabine maneuvered herself over to Leah, not wanting to disrupt her concentration. "You know, that hair is a real turn on." Okay, maybe she did want to disrupt her.



Location: Mikkail's Sitting Room
Grimoire: N/A
Skills: N/A
Current Outfit




All of this was just pretty words to Cassie. She barely clocked Cal referring to her as "my love" which would have sent her heart pitter-pattering before. Instead, she felt coldness. She was angry. The journal may have unleashed a massacre on them, but she felt the pull. Cal held the journal on him, safely tucked away and out of reach of anyone. But she could still sense her spell from before remained. She had it under her control. Sending it off to Mikhail would ruin that chance.

Jake came to her though, worry plastered on his face. His genuine care tempered her anger and she felt it recede. "I'm okay Jake. Connie and Nick helped. I'll go get further aid later once we are done here." She wanted to hold him, hug him, if for no other reason than to comfort herself, to know there was someone there truly looking out for her. She would have said Cal was one of those people, but there was something underlying there. Was it genuine care for her or was it just to see thir coven leader's task done? There was Willow, but even that relationship seemed strained. There was something going on between Willow, Cal, and the brothers. And since Cassie didn't fully trust Nick or Barty....

And as if the universe knew her thoughts, Barty decided get up on his high horse and have the nerve to chastise her like a child. It wasn't enough she had suffered a loss after doing what was asked of her, but now this. Cassie's anger returned, burning inside. She felt that being, the deity she spoke to, inside of her; a reminder that she was not some caged songbird. She was at this school and she earned her spot here, whatever everyone else thought.

So Cassie stood up. It took her a minute, but she managed. She stepped past Cal and Nicky and their private conversation held in front of her as if she wasn't there. She made her way over to Jake and Bart and planted herself in front of Barty, a protective stance in front of Jake. "I have just about had it with your condescending attitude. Whether you like it or not I have earned my spot here and I will not continue to have you try to diminish that. Your brother asked me for help, so I helped. If you nor he cannot stand the heat of learning the secrets of magic and the universe then maybe it is you who no longer belongs here. Perhaps if you took your head out of your own ass for a few seconds you would recognize what you have at your disposal: an assortment of people whose experiences and knowledge can help. Instead, you would rather threaten and slink back whenever something happens you do not like. I no longer care to earn approval from people who do not deserve mine so with as much kindness as I can muster in this moment...Barty, go FUCK yourself!"

"Jake, whatever he is saying, do not believe him. Do not accept whatever he offers. There are people in the world who do not have your best interests at heart and will tell you whatever you want to hear to get you to do what they want. He,"
she said pointing directly at Barty, "is one of those people. If you lay a finger on him, Barty, I will break another. And this is me being reasonable."

She remained in front of Barty, but looked over to Cal. "The jorunal is under my control still. I can get what we need from it and then it can be destroyed. Either way, I am involved. And I will see it burn with my own eyes."



Millicent




Location: Château de La Lune: Bar -> Sam's Roon
Skills: N/A





The meeting being so close to her room was perfect. She could easily get changed after tonight. Millicent remained unsure if sharing every piece of info was smart. She knew someone had access to their secrets, and she wasn't sure it was the same person who killed Renee and Miguel. But it seemed the others were keen to share. Plus, it could lay the groundwork for her theory.

"Okay, so Brendan and I looked into the connection between Renee and Richard. We know that there was a paternity test done, right? So we sort of confronted Richard about it. The man has...issues. Memory issues. He spoke about Renee and her mother, as he had just seen them the other day. Richard and Renee's mother was a thing. It's what led to Renee's birth. But Richard said he didn't know about Renee, but said he knew what she did for work. It was a pretty obvious lie, but I think he's telling the truth. I don't think he's involved in her death. According to him, Eleanor has the final say, and Eleanor wouldn't have picked Renee if she didn't feel Renee was worth it. Someone knew about the connection between Richard and Renee, though. We saw it in the text. If it isn't Eleanor, then someone submitted Renee to come here, knowing that connection, and likely had Eleanor agree to it. I still think Eleanor has a strong motive, but any of the family members could be involved. It would impact them too if it came out that Renee was Richard's daughter."






Location: Otherworld
Magic Items: Sword, Invisbility Hat
Travel Day Fit: Pirate Princess




Sabine's body felt like it wanted to break out of its shell, like a butterfly exiting the cocoon that had kept them safe. She could hear the others talking, but the pain was making her head swim and she could not pinpoint if any of them were concerned for her or for their situation. She could feel some warmth spread through her as the pain became a bit more manageable, the others obviously doing what they could to ease her suffering.

And then, all at once, it stopped. The pain was gone and, in its stead, was a sense of peace. Of bliss. It was as if the pain was a roadmap and she had reached her destination, the hardships overtaken by pleasure.

Sabine took a beat to ensure she was okay and that she was no longer dying. Once she was sure she would be fine to move, she tried to stand up, only to feel her legs buckle, and she fell over. Did the pain weaken her? She looked around and felt something moving behind her. She glanced back as a quick flicker of pink mixed with shimmer swept in her gaze. She kept looking and, sure enough, it came back. She could feel it now, connected to her as an extension of herself.

Sabine had fucking wings!

She stood up again, getting a sense of it. Her body felt the same, but was definitely different. To those who could see her, Sabine's eyes were now pink, the same color as her wings. Her ears were pointed and elongated. Her limbs had grown. And her hair now shimmered in the light. Sabine took a step forward and found herself nearly falling again. Whatever metamorphosis she had experienced had now changed her body. What was it Luna had said? Fae? She was...fae?

Sabine wanted to deny the reality, but it was clear that something was different with her. But...why? She was inhuman, wasn't she? It explained her powers. If she was fae, then that meant.....her mother was here for a reason.

"Well, that's going to take some getting used to." She looked at the others, both to keep herself calm as well as to ensure she was okay. And at least she was. Vicky was another matter. "I don't think I am in the best shape to be moving around, so I'll stay back and help as needed, but...yeah I have some things to get used to and know how to use. We can discuss and also freak out after we are safe."

Danni had expelled himself and Amelie was...fucking huge now. Jean-Luc was being taken care of and seemed content now. And all of this was chaos incarnate. Also..."Wait....Percy is a catboy now?!?"







Location: Otherworld
Magic Items: None
Travel Day Fit: Bardic Inspiration




Things were quickly spiraling as some of them rushed to help Sabine out with whatever the chick was going through. Fairy puberty by the sounds of it. At least they had someone here familiar with all of this. But to think of of them was fae. Did it make sense? No. But then again, they just used a mushroom circle to transport to some world where they could barter with shiny rocks and saying thank you might mean you give up your firstborn child.

Millie's head was swimming, but at least she held her breakfast.

She walked over to Danni, offering a comforting hand on his back. "You okay, cuz? If you need a moment, then take one." Even though the threats of everything seemed to be buckling down on them, it would not do them any good to have multiple people having medical or mental crises.

Sabine had stopped screaming and stood up only to faceplant. Millicent got a good look now. The girl had shifted all right. She now had a set of beautiful wings along with a shiny makeover in the vein of her hair catching the light and fucking sparkling. She looked taller now, too. Sabine was definitely not human anymore, if she ever was. "So, is this a permanent change then? Like, if she goes back to our world, will the wings still be there, or is there going to be another painful shift back?" Millicent didn't know if she would be as strong.

Vicky needed the immediate attention now, and it sounded like the group would be separating, which made sense even if her gut instinct was to not to split the party. That often did not go well. "If we are splitting the group, I'll go with the others who are heading out. I may not have experience fighting actual people, but my aunts and uncles did train me. I can hold my own if need be." Millicnet put a pin in all of the other questions she had that could be asked when they were safe, like why was Danni's dragon so big now, why was there a giant moving mountain, and WHY was Percy a cat?

Sabine hadn't thought of it that way when Millicent mentioned going back. Would she have to go through the painful process again? She could feel pressure building up in her chest, and her breath hitched. And then she felt like...something inside of her yearned to burst through, to manifest in matter.

And in front of her, from the literal sand, a vine bashed through. The vine itself was covered in thorns, and it wrapped itself around Andy, Chase, and Marlena and began to tighten and constrict.

Sabine nearly fell back again as this...thing emanated in front of her. She did not have plant powers. And yet, she felt connected to the thorny vine as if it were an extension of herself. "Shit!" she said as she tried to will herself to pull the vine back, to stop it from harming her friends. She reached out mentally and, to her surprise, emotionally, and felt the connection. She managed to gain some semblance of control, and the vine released Andy and Chase, but still wound itself around Marlena. Much as she tried, she couldn't stop it. "I'm sorry, I can't stop it. I don't know what's happening!"






Location: Margaret Carter - The Haunted Tree -> Otherworld
Magic Items: None
Travel Day Fit: Bardic Inspiration




It softened her worries to see the others joking around, giggling, and playing. It made this whole thing seem normal. Though she knew better than to let her guard down. Her mind raced back to that concert. How safe she felt in that moment. How she had never had to worry before. Her security team had always been top-notch. She knew there were moments where fans got rowdy and out of control, though there had never been any threats, verbal or otherwise. She knew this wasn't the case; likely, she had been protected from it.

How that night altered her life forever. How she occasionally had nightmares about it to this day. How it triggered her powers' awakening, which only further cemented her future. How her PR team had done their best to control the narrative, but how she felt less than whenever they pushed the lie that she wasn't what the Internet was claiming her to be: a mutie, a freak.

The whole thing changed her course, but allowed her to control. She got to determine what the future held. And the future was the school and that meant this lovable group of delinquents, and helping them find their lost teacher.

The new, new girl (newer than her, at least, considering the first time they met the girl was encased in ice) droned on about what to expect. Millicent felt like she was a toddler being told the rules and how to behave, but she couldn't deny the girl seemed to know what she was talking about. Leave it to the experts.

She scooted in for the selfie. A final moment before venturing into the unknown. Gideon ran in headfirst, both brave and incredibly stupid, but Millicent had to give her credit. Slowly, the others followed. "This is going to make a killer set list when we get back. Maybe I can incorporate Otherworld music into my tracks? Exciting!"

She didn't know what to expect when she set foot into the fairy circle. She was lowkey kinda bummed when it seemed like she had just been plopped down. She managed her footing, difficult though it was given she landed on sand. She looked around. She definitely wasn't in Kansas anymore unless Kansas looked like the desert. What she also hadn't expected was feeling a breeze on her legs. She was sure she wore pants when she came to the tree, but she looked down to see her clothing had changed. She was now wearing a white lacey dress with brown patterned accents and belt. Intricate flowers were woven in throughout. She was also wearing brown, leather ankle boots that matched the belt. She spun around and the dress swayed nicely. "Holy crap! This is so cute! So I guess the Story Magic or whatever is responsible? Makes sense then. The people here would likely look at us weird if we came wearing flannel or Lululemon leggings. She wanted to run around and explore, to check in with the others and see their fantasy setting fits.

That is until she heard Sabine start screaming.









Location: Margaret Carter - The Haunted Tree -> Otherworld
Magic Items: Sword, Invisbility Hat
Travel Day Fit: Pirate Princess




Sabine held Jean-Luc closer to her as the new person essentially told her that he would be a wonderful treat for any creature they would come in contact with. She knew, deep down, it was given with the best intentions, but Sabine still bristled. "I'll be sure to keep him safe. He's my dog, after all. Bold to assume I would do otherwise." She took a breath. It wasn't an insult, she told herself. "Sorry, I'm nervous. Thank you for the warning. I'll keep an eye on him. He may not look it, but he's a fierce guard dog when he wants to be." Which wasn't often, but still.

The others seemed at ease, which was nice. Inside, she was a mangled mess of emotions. She did some meditative exercises that Dr. Whitehall had taught her, which helped somewhat. But she knew once she was on the other side of this that she was a step closer to seeing her mother. Sabine had gone over it again and again in her mind what she would say to her when she saw her. The result was usually some form of righteous anger, mixed with relief, mixed with sadness and fear. Anger usually won out.

She stepped closer to Leah, grabbing her hand and squeezing it for, really, her own comfort. "Whatever happens over there, I know you have my back," she whispered.

She got into the group selfie and plastered on a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes. She hoped they would use a filter, at least. But the time was upon them as people started stepping through. She wanted to go in with Leah at her side, but one at a time was how it needed to happen. So she took another deep breath and, one foot in front of the other, stepped in.

She hit the ground and....

Sabine's breath was knocked out of her body. She fell to her knees as an intense pain ripped through her body. It was pain unlike anything she had ever felt before. It was as if her nervous system was attacking her from the inside, and the only solution she could think of was to rip it out completely, if only to satiate the pain. She started screaming involuntarily, like it needed to escape before she imploded. "Gah, fuck! It hurts!" The pain didn't relent. What the hell was going on?

She could barely see in front of her; the pain was that intense. She tried to crawl forward, but found that if she moved, it made it worse. Or was that her imagination?

Either way, the only thought that ran through her head as she heard Jean-Luc bark, pleading and begging someone to come help, was "I'm dying. This is how I die."







Location: Margaret Carter - The Haunted Tree
Magic Items: Sword, Invisbility Hat




Sabine woke up several times during the night from nightmares she could not remember. All of it was compounded from worry and anxiety over Nemo being captured, them traversing to a world most of them knew nothing about, and above it all, her mother somehow, some way, being involved.

The party the night before had been a welcome distraction. She had helped Chase prepare, but left him to do most of the work as he was excited to do this. It was wild, Percy and Dorian didn't come despite it being for Percy, but she also knew the boy would likely not enjoy himself. What truly excited her was seeing Leah waltz in with blue hair that was styled. It made her even more attractive, which seemed impossible, and Sabine was demoralized to not be able to run her hand through it lest she want her palms completely shredded.

Still, the night was enjoyable, and she was happy to be amongst friends, new and old. It distracted her enough until she got back to her dorm room with Leah. It was then that she decided to tell Leah what had bothered her. She opened up about her mother, which Leah already knew, but now with the vision, it seemed her mother was somehow involved. That her mother had been alive this whole time and never reached out to let Sabine know she was okay. Leah did her job as 'supportive girlfriend' by being angry at Sabine's mother and Sabine took comfort that Leah would stand up for her if needed. But Sabine also knew she would need to be the one to look her mother in her eyes and ask...no, demand to be told why.

When she woke up Leah was already gone. She went over to Jean-Luc, who perked up at her. It felt like ages since she spent time with him and part of her wanted to keep him here. But she did not trust anyone to take care of him. Her father and stepmother would not care. She scratched under his chin and gave him belly rubs. "You ready for this Jean-Luc? I don't know if I am." As if sensing her discomfort, Jean-Luc began to jump into her lap in an attempt to comfort her, his weight nearly dropping her. She scratched him some more before standing. "At least I have you."

The Haunted Tree was not something she intended to ever visit. The fact the portal to the Otherworld had been there this whole time was both worrying and fortuitous. She had packed what she could on her person, wondering just what they would be facing. Were the others as scared as she was. If their faces were to be believed as she neared the tree, it didn't seem so. She put on a brave face, clutching Jean-Luc's leash. "Great day for dimensional travel, I guess." She looked around at the others. She would not be the leader this time around, despite what Chase thought. "Anything to note before we go in?" Though a few people knew her mother would be there, not everyone did. She would tell them when the time came. She was still reeling from it herself.









Location: Margaret Carter - The Haunted Tree
Magic Items: None




Millicent had spent the party trying to get to know more people. She had only really spoken to a few of them. Hell, she hadn't even gotten to know her roommate much. The party was a chance to relax before they went off on some crazy adventure. She knew it meant a lot to the Excelsior team to go, and the second team, the B-team, as it were, was going to assist, but it didn't really hold much for them. Still, it beat classes.

She still felt uncertain about her aunts and uncles not knowing where she would be. She didn't know how time would work there and if they would notice she was gone.

She had fallen asleep pretty quickly when she got back to her room. She sang a lot, much to the dismay of the others (but if you were going to sing Happy Birthday, you were going to go all out!). Chase and his boyfriend had gotten in after her, and she saw them when she woke up. She had gotten to talk to Chase, asking him to please not punch further holes in their wall and to at least clean up after himself. She had a feeling it all went in one ear and out the other. She didn't know what to pack, but she remembered some of her training from her aunts and uncles when it came to survival. Pack light, but pack essentials.

The fairy circle being near the Haunted Tree, the one Danni went on and on about, was quite the find for them. Millicent strode up to the others. "Uh everyone cool?" she asked, noting Danni. "Think we'll be in and out in this time even if it takes days over there? Just wondering if the school is going to miss us. I don't imagine skipping first day of classes goes over well, even if it means saving one of their own."




Location: ??? -> Mikkail's Sitting Room
Grimoire: N/A
Skills: N/A
Current Outfit




Cassie's mind was still a fragile battleground as she felt her pulse in her temples and was still reeling from the...was it a vision? Surely she didn't just dream that. Whatever deity or god or whatever had contacted her had wanted her to see those visions of her past, from the point of view she didn't see. As if it was confirming to her what she had known as a child, she was a victim. But she didn't have to remain one. After all, she fought to come here when the opportunity presented itself.

And wasn't that interesting? Was it fate that got her to come here, or was it the force in the background willing to step in and get her out of her cage. But didn't the being tell her that she was in danger of falling into another? No, she needed to explore this.

But she was weak. Her eyes drifted to Connie, who had been helping her, and she told her the unfortunate news. She dared not look at her hand, or lack thereof, for fear she would pass out again, but she trusted the girl. Before she could speak, Connie was gone, but another figure took her place. She didn't need to see him in full to know the dominating presence of her favorite dragon as he scooped her up. She felt comforted, the fear of recent events edging off of her. She was settled into the chair next to Willow, who didn't look good either. What had she done? She was the cause of this.

Jake was there too, bustling in like a storm and her heart settled somewhat. Seeing him, one of few people here who provided immediate comfort despite all of the unknown that threatened to overwhelm her still, gave her some strength. She felt sore, but she could still feel, and that was enough.

The brothers grim were there also, but, oddly enough, they weren't the annoying presence she came to know. Nick had come to her, going on about how she would feel and offering aid in case she needed it. That was, essentially, the straw that broke the camel's back. She couldn't fight it off any longer as she began to weep, tears streaming down her face. "It's my fault. It's my...fault. I am so sorry....so sorry..." The weight of it had hit her. She nearly put her coven in danger.

But...once the sadness got through, she felt something else. Anger. A rush of it. For it was her fault, but not fully. It was the journal's. She looked around to see where it was. What had happened to it? She felt unsure, but still....if you could bleed, you can stand. And if you could stand, you could fight.

"Where's the journal? I want to get all I can out of it before I fucking destroy it!"
Wanted to let peeps know I am still here, I have just been sick the past few days. Hoping I am on the mend and will finish my sheet.
@TruckKun I saw that, but for all I know, it's full, but they haven't changed it yet. So I ask so I don't get my hopes up
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