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Commencement: A Pacific Royal Collegiate & University RP

C A L L I O P E
C A L L I O P E

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C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T _________________________________________________________ _________________________________________________________ C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y _________________________________________________________ Calliope Esmerelda De León _________________________________________________________ February 3rd, 2006 | 22 | Mixed (Caucasian and Hispanic) _________________________________________________________ In A Relationship With Banjo | Female | Pansexual _________________________________________________________ Santa Fe | New Mexico | United States _________________________________________________________ Ursus | Team 21 - Blackjack C H A R A C T E R S T A T S C H A R A C T E R S T A T S _________________________________________________________ ◼ B U I L D || Slim ◼ H A I R C O L O U R || Dirty Blonde ◼ E Y E C O L O U R || Hazel ◼ H E I G H T || 5'7'' ◼ W E I G H T || 132 lbs ◼ S C A R S || Light scar on right wrist ◼ T A T T O O S || None ◼ P I E R C I N G S || Three piercings in left ear (1 on bottom, two on top) and one on left ear ◼ O T H E R || N/A

C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T ________________________________________________________________________________________ Senator Garcia De León did not expect his youngest daughter to demonstrate hyperhuman abilities. To his public, he was the tough-as-nails senator that promised protection from the growing hyperhuman threat. Until this point, his family was seen as "perfect". Each member did their duty, ensuring they looked good whenever they were out, and abided by the rules set in place. Then Calliope's powers manifested. And the family that was rock solid suddenly experienced turmoil. Try as he might, Senator Garcia had to accept the fact his daughter was hyperhuman. Calliope was forced into hiding, told to lie about her powers and expected to maintain the air of perfection they worked so hard to maintain. Calliope couldn't handle the pressure and, in an unexpected turn, demonstrated her powers in public, lending to an outcry of Garcia's supporters to call for him to step down. Senator Garcia decided to do one better. PCRU, a school dedicated to helping Hyperhumans control their abilities, seemed right up his alley. So Calliope was sent off to school and told to get it together or be out of the family. Unbeknownst to him, Calliope had her own plans, and PCRU was the best place to do it. D E T A I L E D A P P E A R A N C E & A E S T H E T I C D E T A I L E D A P P E A R A N C E & A E S T H E T I C ________________________________________________________________________________________ If Calliope's style could be summarized in one word it would be "Preppy". Calliope's regulation uniform us tidy and kempt and she usually wears her dirty blonde hair down or in a high ponytail. When not in her uniform, Calliope dresses in clothing arguably seen as fashionable. Not one to look out of place, she tends to dress 'girly'. Color preferences range greatly. Despite this, her clothes are usually clean and orderly, never a string or thread out of place. She will accentuate her attire with jewelry, mainly her earrings and a necklace. Her nails are not painted but are manicured and maintained thoroughly. Make-up is nothing more than foundation, eye liner, some light blush, and lip gloss. Though her normal attire is prim, she does have clothing that could be seen as "out there" and sometimes (albeit rarely) will 'let her hair down' and act out. Though that is very rarely seen by those she knows personally. M A N N E R I S M S & P E R S O N A L I T Y M A N N E R I S M S & P E R S O N A L I T Y ________________________________________________________________________________________ Ice Queen in name and demeanor, Calliope tends to put a front when meeting new people. She can easily be seen as frigid or 'bitchy' by those who do not know her well enough. She does not open up easily to others, but once the ice has cracked, Calliope is a warm-hearted individual who cares a great deal for others, especially those who have been hurt. Calliope can be seen using humor and wit and is never without some strong remark against those who feel they can put others down. Calliope does not wear her heart on her sleeve and it can be tough to get a sense for how she is feeling, though the icy facade does break occasionally.

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A B I L I T I E S, L I M I T A T I O N S, & W E A K N E S S E S A B I L I T I E S, L I M I T A T I O N S, & W E A K N E S S E S ________________________________________________________________________________________ H Y P E R H U M A N A B I L I T Y || C R Y O K I N E S I S __PRIMARY CLASSIFICATION || Exoteric __SECONDARY CLASSIFICATION || Elemental __POWER SCALE || TBD __THREAT CLASSIFICATION || TBD Calliope has the power of Cryokinesis or Ice Manipulation. This is done by using water molecules in the air around her, forming ice, and using it at her disposal. Calliope cannot generate ice from nowhere, however. Calliope can shape and form ice in various ways including ice shards, ice shields, ice walls, ice armor, etc. Calliope can use this both offensively and defensively. Calliope can maneuver ice almost telepathically, allowing her to move the ice formed at will. Calliope can apply freezing temperatures to objects and people, leading to potential ice damage and frostbite. Calliope, through her use of this power, does not get cold as easily as an average person, allowing her to withstand freezing temperatures. An extra bit of her power allows her to formulate snow. L I M I T A T I O N S || S U P P L Y As mentioned, Calliope cannot just generate ice from out of nowhere. To be able to form and use ice, Calliope requires there to be water molecules in the air or an actual source of water. This can limit her power use and prevent her from using her powers W E A K N E S S E S || H E A T Common knowledge dictates that the weakness of ice is fire. This is still true in Calliope's case. As her power requires there to be water molecules or actual water to be near, the hotter and more arid the environment is, the less likely she will be to form ice and control it. Fire melts ice and Calliope would not fair well against fire or any of its forms. She can essentially be rendered powerless in environments where there are no water molecules to be had. Her powers, especially her ability to withstand colder temperatures, makes Calliope extremely sensitive to heat. As such, in hotter temperatures, Calliope can feel weak and may eventually pass out if not provided a cooler environment. P L O T ( S ) & G O A L ( S ) P L O T ( S ) & G O A L ( S ) ________________________________________________________________________________________ I would love to see her father involved in something, most likely bad, and would enjoy seeing their relationship expanded upon, especially as it is darker than what I put on the sheet. I would like to explore her family dynamics with her brother as well. Since she is interested in pursuing law as a career, perhaps something along those lines as well. And her relationship with Banjo.

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P E R S O N A L P R O M P T S
P E R S O N A L P R O M P T S

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_{E N T E R I N G I N T O Y O U R F I N A L Y E A R, W H A T A D V I C E D O Y O U H A V E T O A N E W S T U D E N T?}

Do not be afraid to partake in new things. Whether it is a class you are circling your interest in, a club that sounds fun, or even other people who you may not ordinarily be a part of, you may be surprised how your life changes for the better after the experience. Not everything is going to be a positive and you may not stick with it, but opening yourself up to trying allows you the experiences needed to be the best you.

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I intended to be a part of the legal system and that has remained the same, though the results have changed. Instead of being a player in the back, I want to be on the front lines, making active changes to not just the country, but the world, especially for hyperhumans, though I would go so far as to help anyone in need, especially if the system has a habit of putting them down.

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Open up at the beginning and allow others in, even if it hurts initially. Scars can heal, but only if you allow the medicine to help. Actively refusing aid doesn't benefit anyone, certainly not yourself. I was often stubborn and naive in my beliefs and I had to take several hard looks at myself in the mirror. I can at least do so with my head level, this time around.

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D E L E O N, G A R C I A || F A T H E R D E L E O N, G A R C I A || F A T H E R _________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Garcia De León was born in Tijuana, Mexico before his family moved to the United States and became American citizens. He experienced firsthand what it was like to be treated like an immigrant despite going through the process correctly. He heard every name in the book hurled at his family and he made it his mission to push himself to be the change needed. Eventually, he worked his way through government and was elected the Senator for New Mexico, partly due to his stance on hyperhumans. Behind close doors, Garcia is manipulative and abusive, whatever must be done to control his family.▅ ▅ ▅ ▅ ▅ ▅ ▅ ▅ ▅ ▅ ▅ ▅ ▅ ▅ ▅

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▅ ▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅ "I wear many masks: Mother, Wife, Business Owner. Everyone does. This is what the world has come to." ▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅

D E L E O N, A L E X A N D R I A || M O T H E R D E L E O N, A L E X A N D R I A || M O T H E R _________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Alexandria was born into wealth and grew up expected to do continue her family legacy. What her family had not counted on was her doing away with all that and falling for Garcia. Alexandria started her own business, selling custom beauty products and toiletries, and was happy to support her husband in his endeavors to get elected. What most do not know is that she is a Hyperhuman also. And ever since her daughter demonstrated abilities and was basically run out of the house to go to the academy, she has been feeling guilty ever since. Now she is having an affair and tends to enjoy alcohol too much▅ ▅ ▅ ▅ ▅ ▅ ▅ ▅ ▅ ▅ ▅ Use as many or few of the above symbols as needed to balance this cell with the cell containing the image.

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D E L E O N, L E O N A R D O || B R O T H E R D E L E O N, L E O N A R D O || B R O T H E R _________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Leonardo is Calliope's older brother. He experienced first hand the drive his father had in ensuring the family was picturesque. He got out of there as soon as he was college age and did not look back. He got married during college and graduated, eventually starting a family. He rarely talks to his mother and father but still connects with his sister. It is unclear what his views on hyperhumans are, but he knows his sister is one and continues to interact with her. He is a Trans Man.▅ ▅ ▅ ▅ ▅ ▅ ▅ ▅ ▅ ▅ ▅ ▅ ▅ ▅ ▅ ▅ ▅ Use as many or few of the above symbols as needed to balance this cell with the cell containing the image.

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P A R K E R, D E S I R E E || S I S T E R - I N - L A W P A R K E R, D E S I R E E || S I S T E R - I N - L A W _________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Desiree came from a family who expected great things from her. Having been the first member of her family to go to college, she was expected to put her nose to the grindstone and graduate, becoming a doctor or lawyer or something else of status. What her family did not count on was her falling in love with Leonardo and getting married before she saw Senior year. Her family did not approve of the union, but Desiree, knowing very well what it was like to be judged without knowing the person, went through with it anyway. Now, she is a wife and mother and works as a TV news anchor.▅ ▅ ▅ ▅ ▅ ▅ ▅ ▅ ▅ ▅ Use as many or few of the above symbols as needed to balance this cell with the cell containing the image.

R E L A T I O N S H I P S H E E T
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_{☯ NEUTRAL ☯ || ☮ FRIENDS ☮ || ♫ BEST FRIENDS ♫ || § TENSE § || ♥ CRUSH ♥ || ☠ ENEMIES ☠}

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☯ Baxter, Harper ☯ "She seems all right. Banjo suggests I open myself up more. Hard to do when strangers are still worrisome, but she seems nice." ☮ Galahad, Gil ☮ "Apparently he's some big celebrity? I've never seen what he's in, but it doesn't seem like the popularity has gone to his head....much." ☯ Mitchell, Aurora ☯ "It seems the both of us have our guards up around each other. I don't dislike her, but maybe I don't fully trust her yet?" ☮ Roth, Lorcán ☮ "Fire and Ice huh? Who knew we'd hit it off? I'll admit, I was concerned at first, but he grw on me." ______________________________________	☯ Cahors, Amma ☯ "I hate judging a book by the cover, but she lowkey scares me. I doubt she has any ill intentions, but some part of me says to give her a wide berth." ☮ Hisamatsu, Mei ☮ "What a cutie patootie, and I don't use that endearment loosely. She is so nice and it is hard to be in a low mood in her presence." ▅ ♥ Olyphant, Banjo ♥ "We've been together for roughly five years now, yet I still remember that first night. Others see him as his regular, goofy self, but I know deep down a man is willing to be there for others. It's inspirational." ▅ ☮ Tyler, Rory ☮ "We hit a snag initially, but now I trust him implicitly. He's a man I want in my corner, every time." ______________________________________	☮ Barnes, Haven ☮ "A little hard to read and know where I stand with her, but I like her. She's kind to those she cares for." ♫ Kruger, Katja ♫ "We compliment each other well. She comes to me when she needs to be more "girly" and I go to her when I need to know how to kick ass. I'd be lost without her." ☯ Penada, Pallyx ☯ "We haven't interacted too much, but I don't know yet." ______________________________________ ______________________________________

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Avengers Academy 💥

Hot Girl Shit

The last few days were... Heavy. Leah had managed to put Marrok out of her mind, but the haunting postcard she found on her door weighed on her mind ever since. When she sat down to rest, her thoughts drifted towards her dad sneaking in during the dead of night. It pissed her off, and made her a bit more skittish than she usually was. And that was saying something, since Leah was always on guard in some capacity or another, to an extent where it seemed as if that was her natural state of being.

The fact that he was coming for her, the fact that he had done things to her that she was only learning about years later. She needed to do something about it, and Leah was almost nervous to talk about it with her girlfriends. It was irrational, she knew. But it still plagued her.

@April, @Sabine

Earthbender: Hey. You two wanna hang and talk about stuff? I'm in mine and Bines dorm rn.

Sabine had taken some time to herself over the past few weeks. Shopping and spa days were called for. What she didn't do was invite April or Leah. It weighed on her, but she needed to be alone to process things. She knew they had to have a conversation and to have it soon. So when her phone chimed with a message from Leah, she took it as a sign. She shot off a reply.

@Leah, @April

Sounds good. Meet you there in a bit. I'll bring treats!"

Sabine passed by a bakery and bought some cookies before she made her way back to the school and dorm. She would need the energy. Her stomach rumbled the reminder of how out of it she was at the dance when she almost passed out. She played it off as being exhausted from the fight in the maze, but she knew better. And she figured April and Leah did too.

Ever since the Monster Mash, April had re-dedicated herself to her training. She kept her thoughts out of her mind but a relentless regiment, studying, exercising, practicing - she woke up early to review footage of previous Contest of Champions fights, and she went to bed late, her muscles aching from laps she'd done in the school's pool. Unlike a fictional demigod, the water wasn't rejuvenating - but it was still welcome. But above all else, she didn't think about what she'd seen in Nimue's maze - those thoughts haunted her nightmares, so she pushed them aside with more coffee, with more work. The Contest was getting ever closer - everything would be over before they went home for Christmas Break.

She had just finished a session in the pool - her first of three for the day - when her phone buzzed in the locker room.

@Leah, @Sabine

Omw!!!! 🏊🏊🏊

Quickly finishing drying off her hair from the shower, April got back into her school uniform and then hurried to the dorms, her heart bursting with anxiety. It was probably fine. Right?

Leah wasn’t in her school uniform. Instead, she was in some comfy sweatpants and an old Firewind t-shirt due to the fact that she was too damn lazy to put anything fancy on right now. There were a lot of things they had to talk about. The dance, the way Leah handle it, the way she reacted to April’s situation… God, they weren’t going to leave this bedroom for hours, were they?

When someone finally came through the door, Leah was sitting on her bed with that ominous postcard in hand. The sword she got from the dance was leaning against a wall, since it didn’t come with a scabbard or a set of nails to hang it up. Why was she nervous? It was just her girlfriends.

”Hey.”

Sabine had entered her room, carrying the bright pink box, and saw Leah sitting there. Sabine was not dressed in her school uniform either. Instead she wore lavender-colored skinny jeans and a light blue crop top. She wanted to get the most out of the day and the weather. Sabine walked in and set the cookies down on her desk. "Hey.'

Well this was sufficiently awkward. "I brought cookies. Got all our favorites. April should be here soon." Sabine said that like she knew exactly where April was, but she didn't.

April's hair was still damp when she made it to the dorm, knocking on the door to Sabine's and Leah's suite. She didn't have a key - the academy didn't issue extra ones, and making copies was strictly against the rules. So instead, she had to hover outside, waiting for one of her girlfriends - Leah, maybe? - to let her on in. She didn't know if Sabine was back yet from wherever she had been just yet. Or maybe she was the last one to arrive.

"Leah, Sabine, it's me!" April added, shifting slightly from side to side as she waited.

Leah looked at the door, then back at Sabine. She grinned a little, happy that April came but also a little amused that she was waiting on tne door to be opened. Leah stood up and walked over to open door.

”We’re both here,” she said, standing aside to let her in.

”Get in here, c’mon.”

Sabine allowed April to be let in as she took a seat on her own bed. Once they were all in the room, Sabine spoke. "Okay, we are all here. What's up Leah?" Although truth be told, Sabine had a feeling she knew what Leah wanted to say. She assumed April wouldn't be comfortable bringing up the dance first. Better to get her acclimated first.

April entered the room quickly, doing her best to keep a smile on her face even as the anxiety started to eat away at her insides. She wished she already knew what Leah wanted to talk to them about - the suspense, even brief, was killing her. And the space was only giving her time to come up with a billion different ways for Leah to be about to bring up something terrible - to explain that she actually hated both of them, that she was dumping them and going to make sure everyone knew what horrible people they were, that Leah was dying, that she was moving to Mars and never coming back, that she -- April blinked. She tried to catch the thought, to force herself to just breathe and be present in this moment.

"Yeah, what's up?" April asked, taking a seat on Sabine's desk chair.

Closing the door and sitting down on her bed, Leah inhaled, and thought about her words. They had to start somewhere. ”Before we get into anything else… I made the dance way worse that it had to be for anybody. And… I’m sorry for that,” She finally said, genuinely. She exploded and didn’t stop to think about the ramifications. Hell, Leah could’ve turned the entire dance floor into a bear trap and devoured Nimue whole if it weren’t for the fact that she wasn’t completely unhinged.

”I’m sorry for making that worse, April.”

Sabine stood up after Leah apologized and confessed. "You are not solely to blame. I didn't help matters. Nimue deserved some repercussion, but we could have saved it for after the dance and ensured you were okay, April. So I am also sorry." Sabine felt like a sucky girlfriend.

This couldn't be all Leah wanted to say though. Plus there was the whole werewolf scene too. But April took priority. She had been traumatized and if it was anything like the scene she got when she entered the haunted house, it was mental wreckage.

April loosened up, not because she had been waiting for an apology, but because her fears that everything was about to go disastrously wrong were abated ever so slightly. If she was being honest though, she hadn't needed all of that fuss - hadn't needed people to draw more attention to her breakdown, and while her girlfriends had been sweet to go righteously dismantle an unjust system... She also would have preferred them to... well, to be with her. Or maybe that was wrong of her too - maybe the right answer was that she should have insisted Sabine and Leah go have fun without her. The more she thought about it, the more confused she felt - the more a blush of potential shame rose in her cheeks. "Oh, it's totally okay!" Did she mean it? She didn't know. No, she did know. She did mean it. It was okay.

"I, uh, kinda lost it... And it's not on either of you to, like, pick me back up when something happens - which it won't happen again, it was just a stressful night and... yeah! So no apologies needed. Plus, you two were heroes - you stopped it from happening to anyone else!" April then paused, biting her lip. "I'm sorry I ruined our night - you didn't ruin it at all, Leah, I just... I didn't do so great with the thing it showed me."

"I didn't either. I got my ass kicked, and I didn't even recognize who it was. Bigger than me, stronger than me, I punched them in the back of the head and it flayed my hand..." Leah thought for a second. "They knew my birth name, for some reason. Didn't look like anyone I would recognize. Grey skin, a bunch of magic runes on their arms... It was weird. And they just talked in riddles, saying I'd "understand eventually," or something."

"Speaking of that... I've got some pretty fucked up news. When I went by our dorm that day, I found this stuck to the door." Leah grabbed the menacing postcard, and tossed onto the desk April was sat at. It had her birth name on it, and a hole from the knife it was impaled with.

She inhaled slowly, and exhaled quickly. "There's only two people alive on the planet who knew me by that name. Sabine's one of them, after she saw through my memories by accident once, and the other is my dad." Her voice dropped half a step. "I'm pretty sure he left that to scare the shit out of me. Or to prove a point- I don't know. But... He knows I'm here, now. He found me. So... Now it's official, he'll be here one day. I don't know when, and I know know how, but he'll show up. Probably when he's expected the least." She was putting on a brave face, but Leah felt nothing but dread every time she thought about it. The girls had to know sooner rather than later, though.

"I meant to say something sooner but- Well- Everything happened and... Yeah."

"I faced an older version of myself. One significantly more skilled than I currently am. One whose powers advanced. She nearly controlled me. How I got the better of her, I do not know. But I don't think I won. I think she let me." Sabine's memory shifted to her fortune from the fair.

Sabine listened intently as Leah spoke about her father. She remembered vividly the images shown when she accidentally saw Leah's memories. Her father was a beast. And now he knew where she was.

Before, Sabine would have said that the school was a safe place. It had faculty with powers and students training to be the next Avenger. But given what happened at the dance, could she trust the school to protect their own?

"Well when he shows up, he's going to have to go through me. And I am prepared to blow his brain up from the inside if it comes to that." Sabine hoped this provided some comfort to Leah, but she couldn't imagine what Leah was thinking or feeling. Her own father wasn't the best, but she didn't doubt he cared about her in some way.

April bit down on her lip, and sat on her hands to keep herself from shredding the skin near her nails as Leah and Sabine explained everything that had happened to them - Leah in particular. She couldn't help but be horrified. This was a real problem - it wasn't something silly or stupid, it wasn't anything like what April had faced in Nimue's haunted house. It was real and pressing and terrifying. It made her feel ashamed for how she had reacted, when Leah was so strong - so strong as to be carrying the weight of the knowledge that her villainous father was hunting her down, and that she took the time to care for others over herself... Trauma wasn't a competition, something that April had yet to learn, so she couldn't help but feel wretched.

"Can we... We should tell someone, like SHIELD or - or someone on staff here," April said. "They can protect you, Leah. I mean, not that we can't also protect you but, like, they can do a better job of it. Is there... is there a reason we can't tell someone and get help? I... I don't want to lose you or see you get hurt, and if he's found you..." She bit her lip again.

”He’s better than that,” Leah said, quickly. ”He’s too smart, if he’s announcing himself now, that means he’s been watching long enough that he knows what to expect. He- He waits and spies on people before he makes a move, he could’ve stalked the teachers- Learned their weaknesses and where their families are- or he might know where you two go when school is out…” And Leah didn’t go anywhere during the summer.

”He has ways of getting through security systems, getting past people and dealing with mutants. You could throw the Avengers at him and he won’t give them a fight unless he’s already planned ahead.” The longer Leah talked about him, the harder it was for her to ignore the slight shaking she felt. ”He could show up in the dead if night, trick everyone who can see the future into thinking there was a problem somewhere else, then kill everybody else who gets in his way. Tha- That’s what he does. He uses his mutant powers to make it possible, he finds a way.”

There it was again, that feeling of being so unfathomably small that she was powerless against everything.

Sabine could feel the tenseness coming off of Leah. Understandably so. "Even if he wasn't as dangerous as Leah said, I doubt any of the faculty here could be of some help. Look how they handled the dance." Sabine also didn't know if SHIELD would be someone to let in on this information.

"No one is beyond weakness. Surely there must be something that could turn it in our favor. I'm not letting him get to you."

Maybe if she had been older, less impressionable, April would have argued back - would have pointed out the numerous different foes that superhero groups around the galaxy had managed to take down - would have even stressed how her parents were both SHIELD agents who had done the impossible, that no matter how powerful someone was, they had a weakness. But she was young and she accepted Leah's assertion at face value - accepted that her father was beyond powerful, that there was no one they could talk to to help, that it was them and that was it. It was the same helplessness she had felt in Nimue's maze, the same inevitability - that one day April would wake up and no longer recognize herself, that Magneto's helmet would be on her head, that she would become a monster. That Leah would die, or worse, suffer whatever twisted fate her father had in store for her.

"How can we know he's not listening now then?" April whispered. "Like, should we even be talking about this here? Maybe..." April got an idea. It would be hard, but something she could try. "Maybe we should go to the beach - and take a swim," she didn't say it outright - that she wanted to bring her girlfriends to the ocean floor, using her powers over water to create a bubble, the ultimate spot of privacy where no listening ears could be found. But if Leah's dad was listening right now, she didn't want to give the plan away here.

Leah mentally winced at that. ”I’m probably about to sound weird for saying this, but I’ve been asking myself that a lot. And by a lot, I mean for years,” she admitted. ”Since I first showed up to this place, every little sound would keep me up all night, because I’d get in my head about it.” And as she said that out loud, she considered burying herself under a mountain just to feel safer. ”And… Sometimes that’s still a thing. If he was watching right now, I don’t think we’d know. I used to tear my dorm upside down looking for bugs or hidden cameras because he’s a total psychopath.”

”But a beach day sounds nice, when we have time. Just the three of us. If you want.”

Whispers infected Sabine's mind. They weren't loud enough to cause notice, but they were still lingering. You can't protect them. Sabine shook her head. She could. She will.

"No one trusts you. You can make people forget or remember. Their deepest fears are yours to capitalize on. No one trusts you. Not your family. Not your friends. The school probably has systems in place should you go on a rampage."

Sabine closed her eyes and took some deep breaths. This was just her anxiety peaking from everything going on.

"Leah's father will take you out first. Or use you to get to her. Is Leah really safe with you nearby?"

Sabine clenched her fist and unclenched. "A beach day sounds amazing. Much needed with everything going on. And Leah, we will figure this out. His brain will be goo by the time I am done with him. And if he can hear me, I hope he knows that I will go to every length to see you safe."

Was she convincing Leah or herself?

April's face fell slightly. Neither of them had caught onto her suggestion. Or maybe they had and had already dismissed it - the listening devices could be on them, after all. Maybe it was embedded into their skin. "We should go to the beach now," April insisted. Sabine was being brave after all, speaking directly to the specter. Leah was being brave, dealing with all of this alone, not asking for help. So it was the very least that April could do was to try - to try to bring Leah to a safe space, a space where her father wouldn't anticipate to hear them. "Did you all ever read Percy Jackson - the kiss they had?" she then added, referencing Annabeth and Percy's Underwater kiss, done in that location as to give them privacy.

Holy shit, her girls were cool. For a moment, Leah silently felt as if she were dating a literal goddess due to how fucking brazen it was of Sabine to speak like that as if he were hearing them now.

"I- Uh... Did I read that..." Gears turned in her mind for a moment. Back home, she didn't even have a TV. "Nah, don't think I have. Waaaaait. Beach- Water... You want to go the bottom of the ocean? April... You can do that?" Fuck yeah, let's fucking go to the beach right the hell now. That sounds cool as shit." Leah didn't have to read the books, but she knew how April's gay little mind worked. She could read April like a book. "Let's do it."

It was real cute how excited Leah was to go to the beach. One could almost miss how her life was in danger. Still, it was important to make time for them. Plus, if Leah calmed down enough, perhaps they could think of a plan on how to deal with her father. "Beach day it is. Bought a new swimsuit for it and everything." Sabine's mind flashed, albeit briefly, to her own family. She should consider herself lucky despite how horrendous her step-mother and her spawn were. "Let's get ready then."

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A little while later, the girls had made it to the beach. April was standing at the shore, curling her toes into the sand - she knew a lot of people tended to hate sand, hate the way that it clung to them, that it scratched, but there was something comforting about it to her. It was like clay that she could mold, but could be returned to its original state by the waves - something that would always be there, unchangeable, no matter what happened. She then took a deep breath, feeling the rhythm of the ocean in her gut, before holding out her hands to Sabine and Leah. She hadn't tried this before, not with other people.

"Do you trust me?"

Leah liked sand, personally. One could imagine she wouldn’t, given that she was raised in a desert, but the warmth and the familiarity made her feel like she was at peace. Leah came in a loose tank top and gray sweatpants. It was about as much skin as she was showing at the dance. She took April’s hand and held it close.

”I trust you two more than literally anyone else I know,” she said.

This was needed. Sabine with her two girls. A bright day, a warm beach. There is nowhere she'd rather be. So when April offered her hand and asked if she trusted her, Sabine's response was almost instantaneous. "Without question." Sabine took Aprils hand and reached for Leah's.

This was hers.

April nodded, giving both of her girlfriends' hands a squeeze. She took a breath and slowly waded out into the water, concentrating on her surroundings, on the movement - feeling the push and pull of the waves as if they were a part of her. And strangely, despite being in contact with the water, neither Leah or Sabine would feel wet - the water touched them, yes, but it parted so easily - like an invisible membrane had been constructed around them.

April glanced back over her shoulder, searching their eyes for a moment, before her mouth split open into a wide grin - and they plunged to the ocean floor, her control over the water propelling them forward and down, a bubble forming around Sabine and Leah - April didn't need one. Her hair fluttered behind her in the water like a mermaid's. "No one can hear you down here. He can't hear you down here. It's completely safe and private - just us and the fish," April promised, breathing the water like it was air.

”Holy hell…” Leah was, in no uncertain terms, mesmerized by what she saw as they walked deeper and deeper down into the sea. How long has April been able to do things like this? It was incredible, and Leah couldn’t help but admire her all the more intensely for it. Her hand didn’t leave April’s, or Sabine’s. She didn’t like being touched very often, but she made an exception for them. Especially now.

”Just us… And the fish… Would- Would either of you two believe me if I’ve never been in a place as safe as this before? I lived in a desert before we met. It was just me and him for hundreds of miles, and I didn’t feel safe then, even after I thought he was dead,” she admitted.

”And then the school. There are so many ways you could slip in and not be noticed. I mean- Shit, the teachers can’t even tell what we’re up to half the time, not unless they’re on our asses. Dad definitely doesn’t have a submarine or anything- I think- But this feels… Not like a lot. It’s- This is the opposite of a lot…” She stopped and looked at the ground- Magmatic basalt from the lithosphere. ”Sorry, I’m talking nonsense now.”

It was a brilliant idea of April's. As they stood there with the aquatic life swirling around them, Sabine was reminded of how lucky she was. And how strong a drive she held in wanting to protect this. "You aren't talking nonsense. This is a lot to take in, but think of it like this: when you need it, this is your space. Where you can say what you want without fear. And I will stop at nothing to ensure that you are able to do so out there as well."

She squeezed both of their hands. "This is amazing April. You're amazing."

It made April want to cry, both from sorrow that Leah had never felt such safety before, but also from happiness at how much her girlfriends were both moved by this gesture. She drew strength from them, from their bonds, as she maintained the bubble - as she kept them safe at the ocean floor. It should have been incredibly draining, her hands should have been shaking, but it felt... almost effortless. Because they were here with her - because they were her anchor. "Thank you," April blushed, accepting Sabine's compliment. "Any time you need to come here, Leah, just say that we need a beach day - same thing for you, Sabine. This space will always be here for us - and no one else."

Avengers Academy 💥

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Location: The Gym - Simulation
Fit of the Day: Gym Outfit
Skills: N/A

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Sabine greeted April as she entered as the rest of their lot slowly trickled in. Sabine knew of the others outside of her team, if for no other reason than to know the competition. It was an interesting dynamic as friends and family were split in the teams. Diana and her brother were on opposite teams. Her and her girlfriends. She wasn't sure of the other friend groups but they had to be there. Awkward.

Sabine did some warm-up stretches as people filed in.

The whole thing felt very Matrix, which was kind of cool. "No time like the present. Good luck everyone." Sabine said to the others, though she was more concerned with her posse. Sabine stepped up into the tank and closed her eyes.

Once she was safely sure she was in, she opened them and saw she was in the Contest of Champions arena. She looked at herself, checking to see if her limbs all processed correctly. "All right, I'm in. Do we start or....?"

Inferno - STRIKE THE MATCH! - Concluded

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Prudence Knight

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Location: The Sanctum Sanctorum
Skills: Curse Magic/Hexing
Spells: Bewitched

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Prudence, having completed her task, set to help eradicate the remaining demons. She ignored the mysterious man who emerged. Runa was already conversing with him. Instead, she focused on the situation before her. With Ananym taken care of and the veil restored, each of them set out to destroy the remaining trouble.

Prudence strode forward, allowing her cloak to billow behind her. The demons saw her, of course, and went after her. Prudence summoned her magic, allowing it to cascade around her and outward, hitting the demons who all stopped. They looked at her with wonder, or about as much as a demon could muster. This would suffice.

"You all have one task and one chance to earn my love. Kill each other. Last one standing wins."

That was all the demons needed before they turned to face one another and unleash literal hell. Tearing flesh, cracking bones, and ripping off limbs in a quest for true love was someone's sick game. Prudence merely watched with a smirk as the demons decimated each other. Some used their own weapons and abilities, some used what was happening around them (one demon in particular held his brethren in a nearby fire until it burned to ashes). It filled Prudence with pride. This was her ability. This was her power.

She walked amongst them as some crawled for help before having their skull smashed. Some were tossed in the air and impaled. Prudence thought she heard cries, but do demons cry?

Eventually, one was remaining. It looked pitiful and destroyed, having killed its brothers and sisters. It looked at her. She caressed it;s head. "You have won, my love." She held its head to her bosom, "To the victor goes the spoils. We shall be with each other in the afterlife." She said this before she snapped its neck, tossing it to the ground.

She turned and made her way back into the Sanctum. A job well done.

Commencement: A Pacific Royal Collegiate & University RP

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C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T ________________________________________________________________________________________ Senator Garcia De León did not expect his youngest daughter to demonstrate hyperhuman abilities. To his public, he was the tough-as-nails senator that promised protection from the growing hyperhuman threat. Until this point, his family was seen as "perfect". Each member did their duty, ensuring they looked good whenever they were out, and abided by the rules set in place. Then Calliope's powers manifested. And the family that was rock solid suddenly experienced turmoil. Try as he might, Senator Garcia had to accept the fact his daughter was hyperhuman. Calliope was forced into hiding, told to lie about her powers and expected to maintain the air of perfection they worked so hard to maintain. Calliope couldn't handle the pressure and, in an unexpected turn, demonstrated her powers in public, lending to an outcry of Garcia's supporters to call for him to step down. Senator Garcia decided to do one better. PCRU, a school dedicated to helping Hyperhumans control their abilities, seemed right up his alley. So Calliope was sent off to school and told to get it together or be out of the family. Unbeknownst to him, Calliope had her own plans, and PCRU was the best place to do it. D E T A I L E D A P P E A R A N C E & A E S T H E T I C D E T A I L E D A P P E A R A N C E & A E S T H E T I C ________________________________________________________________________________________ If Calliope's style could be summarized in one word it would be "Preppy". Calliope's regulation uniform us tidy and kempt and she usually wears her dirty blonde hair down or in a high ponytail. When not in her uniform, Calliope dresses in clothing arguably seen as fashionable. Not one to look out of place, she tends to dress 'girly'. Color preferences range greatly. Despite this, her clothes are usually clean and orderly, never a string or thread out of place. She will accentuate her attire with jewelry, mainly her earrings and a necklace. Her nails are not painted but are manicured and maintained thoroughly. Make-up is nothing more than foundation, eye liner, some light blush, and lip gloss. Though her normal attire is prim, she does have clothing that could be seen as "out there" and sometimes (albeit rarely) will 'let her hair down' and act out. Though that is very rarely seen by those she knows personally. M A N N E R I S M S & P E R S O N A L I T Y M A N N E R I S M S & P E R S O N A L I T Y ________________________________________________________________________________________ Ice Queen in name and demeanor, Calliope tends to put a front when meeting new people. She can easily be seen as frigid or 'bitchy' by those who do not know her well enough. She does not open up easily to others, but once the ice has cracked, Calliope is a warm-hearted individual who cares a great deal for others, especially those who have been hurt. Calliope can be seen using humor and wit and is never without some strong remark against those who feel they can put others down. Calliope does not wear her heart on her sleeve and it can be tough to get a sense for how she is feeling, though the icy facade does break occasionally.

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A B I L I T I E S, L I M I T A T I O N S, & W E A K N E S S E S A B I L I T I E S, L I M I T A T I O N S, & W E A K N E S S E S ________________________________________________________________________________________ H Y P E R H U M A N A B I L I T Y || C R Y O K I N E S I S __PRIMARY CLASSIFICATION || Exoteric __SECONDARY CLASSIFICATION || Elemental __POWER SCALE || TBD __THREAT CLASSIFICATION || TBD Calliope has the power of Cryokinesis or Ice Manipulation. This is done by using water molecules in the air around her, forming ice, and using it at her disposal. Calliope cannot generate ice from nowhere, however. Calliope can shape and form ice in various ways including ice shards, ice shields, ice walls, ice armor, etc. Calliope can use this both offensively and defensively. Calliope can maneuver ice almost telepathically, allowing her to move the ice formed at will. Calliope can apply freezing temperatures to objects and people, leading to potential ice damage and frostbite. Calliope, through her use of this power, does not get cold as easily as an average person, allowing her to withstand freezing temperatures. An extra bit of her power allows her to formulate snow. L I M I T A T I O N S || S U P P L Y As mentioned, Calliope cannot just generate ice from out of nowhere. To be able to form and use ice, Calliope requires there to be water molecules in the air or an actual source of water. This can limit her power use and prevent her from using her powers W E A K N E S S E S || H E A T Common knowledge dictates that the weakness of ice is fire. This is still true in Calliope's case. As her power requires there to be water molecules or actual water to be near, the hotter and more arid the environment is, the less likely she will be to form ice and control it. Fire melts ice and Calliope would not fair well against fire or any of its forms. She can essentially be rendered powerless in environments where there are no water molecules to be had. Her powers, especially her ability to withstand colder temperatures, makes Calliope extremely sensitive to heat. As such, in hotter temperatures, Calliope can feel weak and may eventually pass out if not provided a cooler environment. P L O T ( S ) & G O A L ( S ) P L O T ( S ) & G O A L ( S ) ________________________________________________________________________________________ I would love to see her father involved in something, most likely bad, and would enjoy seeing their relationship expanded upon, especially as it is darker than what I put on the sheet. I would like to explore her family dynamics with her brother as well. Since she is interested in pursuing law as a career, perhaps something along those lines as well. And her relationship with Banjo.

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Do not be afraid to partake in new things. Whether it is a class you are circling your interest in, a club that sounds fun, or even other people who you may not ordinarily be a part of, you may be surprised how your life changes for the better after the experience. Not everything is going to be a positive and you may not stick with it, but opening yourself up to trying allows you the experiences needed to be the best you.

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I intended to be a part of the legal system and that has remained the same, though the results have changed. Instead of being a player in the back, I want to be on the front lines, making active changes to not just the country, but the world, especially for hyperhumans, though I would go so far as to help anyone in need, especially if the system has a habit of putting them down.

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Open up at the beginning and allow others in, even if it hurts initially. Scars can heal, but only if you allow the medicine to help. Actively refusing aid doesn't benefit anyone, certainly not yourself. I was often stubborn and naive in my beliefs and I had to take several hard looks at myself in the mirror. I can at least do so with my head level, this time around.

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Avengers Academy 💥

Sabine Bassard

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Location: Dorm Room -> The Gym
Fit of the Day: Gym Outfit
Skills: N/A

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Sabine sat on the edge of her bed and collected herself. Over the past few weeks, so much had happened. The top of the list was the fact Leah's father had found her and was more than likely keeping an eye on her, waiting for a time to strike. Though Leah put on a brave face for others, Sabine didn't need to check her memories to see Leah was afraid. And Sabine was too. But she had to be strong. Not only for Leah, but April too. April was hanging on by a thread after the events of the Halloween Dance.

To make matters worse, they had school work on top of training for the Contest of Champions. What was once something Sabine had been looking forward to since Freshman year had turned into a stress-induced miasma taking over her life. Sabine was smart and was able to keep up with her course work, though she noticed she was slipping in areas that proved vital. Missing a question on a test or saying the wrong answer. She chastised herself. She was better than this.

And, of course, the actual training. Though they had made strides, her team was not fully there yet. The school was also looking at The Young Avengers and they were not hiding the fact they were the favorites. While Sabine could understand that, given their efforts in the past, to have a school pick them for teams and then not give them any validation or boost was rage-inducing. They deserved a shot like any others.

Sabine heard her phone chime and read the message from April and Leah. She responded.

@Leah, @April

"See you gals soon! <3

Sabine had changed into her gym clothes in preparation. Ed had made it abundantly clear that this was on the hush-hush. A way to get everyone else a leg up in this competition since the school didn't seem to care.

Once settled, she made her way over to the gym, careful to avoid any faculty, less they ask what she's up to. Once there, she made her way in. Leah was there. She walked up and put her arm around Leah. "Cute outfit girl. Any word from April?"

Inferno - STRIKE THE MATCH! - Concluded

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Prudence Knight

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Location: The Sanctum Sanctorum
Skills: N/A
Spells: N/A

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Prudence felt some semblance of pride over doing what Runa had asked. Apparently, something even Thor himself was unable to do. With the horn emptied, her task complete, Runa spoke words into existence and repaired the veil. All was not done though. While the veil remained, Annanym was still a threat.

Did Prudence go help? She had offered her services to Runa and made it apparent she intended to do what was best for herself. She hoped her words were felt by the older woman, one who had a master she had pledged to and had gone against him. For now, she supposed. The end of the world could always come later.

"There is still the threat outside. If the others have not gone and done foolish things, though I offer no hope that they didn't, there is still a battle ahead." Prudence said this more for Klara and Runa than herself. Would Runa go aid them? And what of the child?

This would be interesting.

The Dead Don't Die.

Location: New York City, Verity's Office
Skills: N/A

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After verifying the information, Verity closed her email just in time for Trudy to enter and let her know about the tow company guys. "Thanks Trudy. Can you contact my 8 o'clock and let them know I'll be late?" Verity made her way past the desks attended by a bunch of faces she didn't know. She pushed the button for the elevator and waited as it made its ascent.

Once inside, she checked her messages. The Devil Spawn hadn't reached back out to her, though it was a matter of time. She scrolled through her socials, ignored the hate comments, liked the compliments, and then put her phone away as she reached her floor.

She stepped out and looked for the two company guys. Once this was checked off she decided she would go get some coffee frappe and treat herself. It was still early but she accomplished so much already.

X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽

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Peregrine Mayfield

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Location: Asteroid
Skills: N/A
Fit Of The Day

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Slowly their team were getting picked up and on the ship, but that still left a chunk of people on this asteroid. Was she comfortable leaving them here? No, but what choice did she have? Pietro couldn't risk running all around and grabbing everyone. Peregrine looked around her and noticed the levels of anxiety and panic. It was intense. Fear and sadness. Anger.

She felt a headache coming on. She got them when there were intense emotions at play, even if she wasn't actively trying to gauge them. She took a seat as everyone ran around her. She felt foolish. Her spirits were nearby, but they said nothing. They knew they couldn't do much.

Perry took some deep breaths. She felt the rumble as their clock inched closer to doomsday. She hoped they could get off of here soon. It wasn't looking like they would get out of this unscathed, though.

Inferno - STRIKE THE MATCH! - Concluded

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Prudence Knight

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Location: The Sanctum Sanctorum
Skills: Hex/Curse Magic
Spells: N/A

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Prudence bit her tongue at Runa's insistence over this seemingly purposeless endeavor. If Annika and Klara were correct, this horn was enchanted and connected to the ocean. It would explain the salt water inside of it. Which meant, to others, the task was impossible. However, Prudence knew better. She allowed Klara to try, but once the girl showed she would was unable to accomplish it, Prudence gave her a smile. "I applaud your efforts, young one. Your knowledge far exceeds your age. I would try again, if you permit."

Prudence took the horn and summoned up her magic. To break an enchantment such as this, one had to charge it with the opposite. So Prudence cursed the horn. She felt resistance as if the horn was fighting back with its own magic. She summoned it again, feeling the enchantment crack and shudder. Finally, with one final push, Prudence broke through, cursing the object and ending the enchantment.

This created a cursed horn. Prudence did not know what would become of it, but she would not drink it. After all, Runa said drain the horn, not drink it dry. So Prudence tilted the horn, dropping the salt water on the ground, but no more poured out. She showed this again, topping the horn with nothing coming out of it. She held the horn out again.

"It has been drained, per your wishes."