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Moved Cal and Charlie over to the Char tab, and also aged them up to nineteen, since I figured that would open them up to more interactions. If anyone would like any relations with either of them, just let me know :D


@HalfOfLancelot Whaaaaaaaaat? No waaaaaaaaaaay! Just gonna pretend like I didn't reserve that FC
@McHaggis@Undine@Liriia@Roosan

Bam! Done with these guys!





@McHaggis@Liriia@Roosan@Undine Yo, great GM Quartet! What category would telekinesis fall under? I was thinking Aberration, but not quite positive?
Reserving Ansel Elgort and Taylor Swift :D
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Location: | McKinnon House |
Location: | McKinnon House |
Interacting With: | Colton @A Tattooed Girl |
Interacting With: | Quinn |




The McKinnons had been back in Delbrook for half an hour. Apparently, that was all it took for Jacob and Caleb to become locked in a bitter wrestling match, one that was currently being won by Jacob. Caleb, pinned to the living room floor by his brother was shouting his refusal to back down. "I'm not taking it back Jake! Your hair looks stupid!" In Jake's defense, his hair was no different than it ever was. In Caleb's defense, Jake had started it.

Finally, the twins' mom came into the living room and broke up the fight, a slight smirk on her face. "Why don't you guys go to the game tonight? See all of your friends again?" she asked, grinning. The twins grumbled their responses and went their separate ways. The McKinnons had been off on a family camping trip all summer, which had meant being in very close proximity to each other for almost three months. The twins were sick of each other.

Up in his room, Caleb lay on his bed, phone in hand. First, he shot off a text to Quinn.

To: Quinn
Hey, you going to the game tonight?


With that done, Caleb unpacked his camera and began going through the pictures. Most of them were of him and Jake, or just his brother. There were a few his brother had taken of him, though not many. The summer had been an exhausting one, trekking across the country in a small RV. He was glad to be back home.

Meanwhile, Jake was in his room prepping for whatever plans he was sure to have. Almost as an afterthought, he texted Colton, just to make sure something was going down tonight.

To: Colton
Hey bro, back from vacation. Anything fun happening tonight?



Location: Talon HQ
Interacting With:| Scorn @Argetlam350 | David Chandler @Sho Minazuki | Medix @Bornlucky |


Fynn was rarely one for meetings, but when Reaper called one, he made sure to be there, at least in some capacity. This time, he had kept to himself, off in the corner while their motley little crew decided that a leader might be a good thing for this mission. He wrinkled his nose. He wasn't a follower, but he doubted this assorted group of psychos would ever find it in them to follow a kid like him, so he kept quiet. Plus, he wasn't all that fond of working in a team anyways. No need to be in charge of that team.

"Laser Boy you seem like you have a few ideas running wild up in that head of yours. Why don't you take point on this one?" Fynn offered. The sniper didn't have much time to dispute Fynn's nomination. Their copters were leaving any second, and the greater of a head start they had on Overwatch, the better.
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