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Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω Officially Done

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Demetri Rowan Howell

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Location: Dining Pavilion
Skills:Shapeshifting

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Yeesh. A lot of things had gotten out of hand very quickly. He hadnt meant to have a multitude of people jumping down Zekes throat and there was no real need for all this tension at the moment. Everyone seemed to be going on a dangerous mission and truth be told Demi just wanted a nice bowl of Top Ramen with and egg in it and to let the real gods deal with all this bull. But apparently it couldnt be that way. As Zeke finally got a chance to speak up amongst the chaos, it seemed he snapped back like a rubberband pulled too taught. The sting it left was not fully visible though his remark let him know that Zeke was clueless as to the origins of the bracelet he had gotten this morning. Once the blonde haired Adonis, I mean demi-God, had stepped away; Demetri turned to the others with a elongated and slightly sassy "Yiiiikes. His knickers were certainly in a bunch. Though really...I think we all went a little to harsh on him there, he was just trying to help us and I hate that i agree.

So why dont we all just calm down a little bit and go inspect our new home for the next however long we'll be stuck there." Demetri had made his way towards Leda, attempting to shift down into a cat but his emotions halting him for a moment before finally settling into the pure black sleek figure of a house cat with emerald eyes. He began to nuzzle against her legs and purr as he attempted to calm her down. He could practically feel the anger radiating off of her as cats are known to do. He purred harder and tried to make it so the small vibrations could reach her chest and heart to help lower their beats and soothe her soul. Thus ofcourse was all in vain as the womans ire seemed determined to remain despite his best efforts. His green eyes narrowed as he let out a meow and ran towards the rope ladder, claws digging into the fibers of the thing and making his way up to the ship. At least if he fell it would be feet first with 9 lives.

Harry Potter and the Alchemist's Quest - Discontinued

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Apollo Harrington

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Location: Cabin 3
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Apollo wrung his hands around his wand once more, slight marks of wear could be seen forming after years of repetitive motions. His team soon finally released and the wand now lay loosely in the palm of his hands. She didn't seem to upset at him for using legillimency, but he was unsure if she understood that that was what he was referring to. Perhaps if he could just peer in real quick; No. Apollo leaned back onto the chair, head resting against the wall as he looked up for a moment before turning his attention to the crew again. A new smile plastered onto his face as they brought up the Monster Mash. "I'm sure that song would be totally rad! Could probably throw in 'Season of the Witch' only fitting for both Halloween and a school of witchcraft. Though I suppose it's a bit more of a chill song that might require a bit more greenery." Apollo mimed taking a hit off a bean as he began to act like a stoner would on a hit before laughing and settling back.

"Definitely gonna need to think this one through if we want to get it past faculty and Flitwick. Now what am I most excited for? Well charms ofcourse. But also divination! I just love that class and what it has to offer, even if most of the students believe it's a load of rubbish. But, just this morning I divined something that was shown to be true moments later. Isnt that right Georgina? So shows what that lot knows." Apollo stuck his tongue out towards the cabin door, to no one in particular but those who are imagined to dislike divination. "As for that charm of yours, I believe I read something about that in our course this year while peering g over our books. Or was it next year while I was in the library? Any roads, it appears to be doable and you could always ask your favorite twinsie for help on enchanting it with charms. It is after all our specialty is it not?" Apollo nudged Artemis with his foot as he made a silly face to his brother. Clearly now more relaxed as he pushed the threat of Death Eaters and detention out of his mind.

Of Blood and Magic

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Salem stood and waited as his partner seemed to muck about. Watching Varis throw his tantrums, seeing another new partner for Lilie and watching their interactions closely. The man appeared to be fondling her face as he reached her, failing multiple times to perform certain tasks such as a mere pat on the head. Salem pinched the bridge of his nose in embarrassment for both him and her especially as he began to make more of a scene offering good luck to those here today. These nobles appeared to get wilder and wilder as time went by. Between Victor's tantrums, which he was sure was how he performed his business as well in getting the negotiations he wanted, Eris' dramatic ensemble and just general self, this new Eve's childishness? Was that right? And Then Victor...well just Victor in general. He was glanced back at the pair and was certain Lilie may of made mention of him before, but he couldn't recall his name. As for the Marivaldi on campus, Salem was too preoccupied with his own life to pay her much attention, which was an utter shame given her family was the base model for his own families lineage of partners.

Alderman and Starag seemed to exchange words and it made Aaron reach for his ear. Had something occurred between the two? Or was this Max's usual ornery self? Salems head began to fill with more and more questions as he looked about in patient waiting. Not allowing for any thoughts of nervousness to find their way into his head. He found himself looking towards the line of vampires and rolled his eyes as he saw how far back Victor was, clearly he'd be waiting for a while. It didn't feel right to interject between anyones interactions, and he hadn't known if he was allowed to walk over to them so as to not shout over Aaron to get to Lilie. A nagging question began to tug on his mind, should he try and wish Aaron luck? Should he bother with friendly appearances? Regardless of any words that may of been exchanged after that night, Salem felt a bit of animosity towards the light mage. It was clear they were of opposing minds, and he really wished they could get along better, why couldnt he be more like Dora?

Salem went to open his mouth when Victor came stumbling in. Not long after the announcement rang cutting him off again as he stood there with a scowl on his face that his partner luckily couldnt see. The instructions were clear and Victor aided him in adding more. Once the Mage began to incant Salem turned to Aaron, no breath in his lungs as his words caught in his throat and all he could mutter was a "Starag" But no sound came, instead there was the sight of bright lights and colors as Salem closed his eyes and held his breath, like a child going through a tunnel, he made a simple wish to do well in this exam, and that his friends may do the same. Cold began to bite as the passage continued and then finally a 'warmth' it wasn't warm perse but it was no longer biting at his bones. Sound returned to the space around him and he finally opened his eyes, allowing them to adjust to the moonlight once more.

"I dont exactly see why Lilie would need to know of this, doesn't exactly make for interesting conversation. Though if I may amend your plan slightly. I can sense the life around me, the plants that cling and hang like vines. I can use one to help tighten my grip on you so that I'm not exerting too much energy trying to stay on you. After all you will be moving at a faster pace than I am accustomed, much like riding a bucking bronco. But before we do that..." His sentence trailed off as he made his way towards a sign. "Tiltoure. Sunflowers do say goodbye to their sovereign in the sky each time it rests its head. Follow their whispers to find your stead." He canceled the spell shortly after as he tapped on his chin. "I hate riddles. There's a few things this may mean. Either they want me to follow a path of sunflowers, or sense where they are and head that direction, or I must follow the direction in which the sun sets. Which would be West." Salem looked towards the sky and recalled the time. It was high moon, so no clear indication of which way was east or west based off of that. "What do you think Victor?"

The Gifted - Concluded

Maximillian Gray

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Location:Shaw Industries: Training Room
Skills: New Outfit

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It took some time, but after watching his friend almost get flattened by a rogue door, Max's inner psyche finally won out over the tug of war. Two sides of him clashing, his want to be good and heroic, and the more destructive side of him that Ana had pulled out to the forefront. The blast of fire and previous struggles were enough to finally kick this psychic assualt on him and rid himself of the fear and anger. His eyes cleared up, screaming softened into harsh breathes as the adrenaline still coursed through his veins. There was an emptiness to his chest where the fear still clung but now it was replaced by sharp cold breathes, shallow and painful. His eyes darted over towards Ana, anger and hatred filling him. He wanted to make her feel the way he did, wanted to have her world turned upside down and let her know only fear and anguish. But there were more pressing matters at hand.

Max did nothing to dismiss the sentinel of a carebear and jumped off of it in an attempt to levitate as he'd done before when Ana tossed him out the window. He plummeted and fast, his cape swishing in the air as he tried to control his powers and get the spell just right. Moments before hitting the ground there was a hard jostle and his hands were held to his side much like Iron Man when he lands his suit. He levitated for a few moments before finally releasing the spell and landing on his feet. Max quickly ran towards Leighton, worry in his eyes. "Are you ok? You're not hurt are you?" He looked towards the scorched hallway with unhinged doors and warped metal frames. He did that He so desperately wanted Magneto dead in that instant and he didnt know how to feel if he had succeeded. His gaze turned back to Leighton, eyes shaking and fists clenched.

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Peter Jackson Bernard

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Location: Submarine > Guns!!!
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"I'm sorry did I break your brooding and concentration?" Jinxs' hostility began to rise the longer he was inside this sardine can of death. He knew Wanda was being testy and he was beginning to see why Pietro left. No, that wasn't right nor was it fair. He left because some X-Men hussy brainwashed him into a marriage. Blegh. "I wasnt exactly planning on my teammate betraying us and letting us get captured. But hey what'll ya do ya know? Anyways it's called stress eating and if you really cared youd know that I am terrified of small spaces and I really dont like being stuck in one FOR AN HOUR! But ey what do I know right? You just focus on getting us out of here faster and I'll go man the guns and shake these half pints off of us capiche?" Flecks of pink danced around his finger tips as he became more and more upset, finally turning on his heel and making his way to the guns of the ship.

Once inside Jinx whistled at the weaponry and how fun it would be to finally get to let off some steam. Torpedoes were on a bucket list of weapons hed love to play with and now was his chance. A large Cheshire grin stapled itself onto his face as he sat in the gun seat and placed his hands onto the controls. Turning the nobs and firing off the first shot. It was a direct hit and the explosion was beautiful. He marveled at it for a moment as he yelled back to the team letting him know they've been hit. Unfortunately for him the next two shots missed the ship and he just wished he had telepathy so that theyd know this was their first and final warning. As Hawkeye senior pointed out earlier they had to be threatening so ofcourse he had to hit first to let them know they're not messing about.

🌠 Once Upon A Time 🌠(Concluded)

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Matthew Madigan

Location: Table
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As far as Matthew could tell, these Hood kids thought small. Trinkets, physical evidence, all things easily acquired and manipulated. Who was to say she couldnt fake Arcadian birth certificates, or simply have a broken arrow that "belonged" to their father? No, Colby was right. They needed something intangible. Some proof that magic truly exists and that beyond it is another world unknown to man. He wanted to answer the red headed hood about his lineage but his eyes were fixated on Tink. What would she do with such demands? How would she prove her validity as an other realmly being? They were distracted before but now he knew her wing trick. His eyes were fixated on her hands to see if there was a mechanism, or fish wire, something to show it was all smoke and mirrors.

But Matthew learned two things in that moment. One, Tink was not a one trick pony. Two, magic was real and she could do it in their realm. A small portal opened up before Tink, Matthew trying to get a glance inside of it to see the land beyond, to see where it is she was reaching. Her hand vanished within the space and then arrived once more with a small locket for the two new girls. "I think we can all agree that an actual vortex into another realm that produced a trinket from your childhood is a good enough piece of evidence? As for who may parents are, well I came to this realm with a trinket from them. A hat and a riddle. The Mad Hatters hat to be exact. Tink here confirmed that he was my father that I'd been searching for all these years in while in the system."

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω Officially Done

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Demetri Rowan Howell

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Location: Dining Pavilion
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The news that Ezekeial brought with him only confirmed what he already knew. Echidna was building an offensive against them and they would soon find it. Ofcourse to all those who've been here for too long, it seemed that their camp cap was place on a bit too tight. They focused on the wrong things, seemingly correcting him once more which he ignored, while simultaneously making the r4ason to go well we were bound to find trouble. Its like they wanted more funerals. These kids, were without a doubt, the "I'd run upstairs when a killer comes in in a horror movie" kids. Demetri scoffed at the lot of them as he made his way over towards Zeke and placed his hands on his hips. "I cant believe I'm saying this but...why arent we listening to Zeke? Apollo's worst disease."

His eyes glanced downwards as he noticed he was still wearing his bracelet, heart skipping a beat at the sight. His gaze quickly found it's way up, as he didnt want to be caught staring. "Nice fashion choice there 4nonblondes. Did you really crave attention enough to make a bracelet where all eyes are on you?" He punctuated his statement with another scoff and eyeroll, his eyes now landing on the ship once more. "Ok. If we plan on this suicide mission, fo we at least have a plan B in case we are shot from the sky and fall to our deaths with barrels full of greek fire? Ya know? Things cool and all but not exactly life raft material in the case of a Titanic 2 via Echidna children."

Harry Potter and the Alchemist's Quest - Discontinued

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Apollo Harrington

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Location: Cabin 3
Magic: Charms

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Mouth currently full of his treat, he simply covered it with his hands as he spoke so as not to seem rude and speak with his mouth full. He smiled as he agreed to share his candy with her, tilting the glass jar so that the opened lid was facing Mary so that she may pick one out herself. "Summer was fantastic I got ahea-" before he could finish his twin had decided to enter the cabin with them, cutting off anything Apollo was going to say of the studies he'd done and the reading he did in advance while copying texts. He never understood why Artie found it so boring, even though they practically lived in each others heads. He simply piped up and nodded towards his twin as he let him rant on about the celestial ball that was being thrown this year. Two of his thickest mates were now in charge of throwing the ball? That certainly made this year that much more interesting. Apollo moved the sour candy towards his cheek as he spoke "That's the dogs bollocks! Perhaps we could have some muggle music added to the list this year with you two at the helm!"

It wasn't hard to tell that his previous spell had gone sideways. Faes voice echoed throughout the halls and then turned into a boisterous boom that seemed to shake the panes of the doors. The sudden onslaught of noise startled Apollo as he bit down and cracked his candy in two. "Someones gonna have to take care of that." He knew itd have to be him. Not because of his grades, or his love for Charms, nor because he viewed himself above others in casting, but merely because he was the source of this problem. He stood up and moved towards the other side of their compartment, leaning against the frame as his flicked his wand towards Fae. "Quietus" The charm went off without a hitch and her voice returned back to it's normal, yet still boisterous, self. Apollo slid back in, taking his seat next to Mary as he fidgeted at his wand. "Sorry about the whole...thing. I didn't want to get involved and add to the chaos, and I guess I forgot boundaries for that moment as i slipped back into my old habits." He had gestured with his wand to explain that he was speaking about the legilimency from earlier.

The Gifted - Concluded

Maximillian Gray

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Location:Shaw Industries: Training Room
Skills: Conjuration-Fire New Outfit

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Max sat atop the care bear, knees up towards his face and one hand covering his eyes and the other gripped tightly. His knees buckled in fear as he stared out through the gaps between his fingers, seeing Polaris and Magnetos outbursts but not quite hearing or understanding what it is they were saying. Bright violet lights flashed towards his guardian Tibbers and began to set it aflame. He scurried back an inch in fear as his eyes continuously glowed as he began to chant in a shakily voice. "singi metatnulov!" The flames swirled into a vortex before snuffing out of the carebear leaving the scent of singed polyester hair to begin to mask the blueberries. In his fear he only knew to lash out to the one who harmed him, to the one who would attack him. "Retni aretec eammalf" Max's hand thrust forward as did his bears in unison, a wave of fire pouring out and tunneling it's way towards Magneto into the hallway he exited from.

There was the sound of metal squeaking as it bent out of sight. Most likely blocking the flames from reaching their intended target. He sat there for a moment, breathing heavily from the rush of adrenaline that still fueled his body, feeling no pain or exhaustion only fear. His eyes caught the sight of Polaris wielding the metal door near Leighton. At first his mind tried to tell him she was almost hurt, that he needed to snap out of it. And he tried to force his own sense of will out but Ana's influence shoved him back in and hid him away beneath fear. Now all he could think of is how Polaris could weaponize the metal slab. Launching it at him in a fit of rage just like her father.

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Peter Jackson Bernard

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Location: Submarine
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Jinx continued to pace the length of the ship as he finished the last of the sandwiches. He waited to hear back from the girls only to find out it would be almost an hour until they reached land. Luck did not appear to be on their side. He sat back down and his legs began to shake in place, impatiently waiting till the moment they finally reached land and left this small forsaken shell of a ship. His hand reached down to instinctively twirl the ring on his finger but it found no purchase. Jinx looked down at his hands in horror as he realised that they removed his mothers ring from him and it was now locked away in The Raft. "Those bastards! They have something of mine and I want it back. This wont be the last that stupid glorified prison sees the last of me."

Anger now fueling him, he took to one of the portholes and looked out onto the expanse of water. "I cannot wait till we get back onto land. Not only so we can leave this tin can but I need to blow off some steam. I see a lot of unlucky normies in my future and quite possibly a few deaths." He cracked his neck, followed by his knuckles as he stared out the window. These people were going to pay for what they had done, first normies, then this S.H.E.I.L.D. bullshit, and finally the X-men for harming Wanda. There would be a path of terror left in his wake and no one would stop him.

🌠 Once Upon A Time 🌠(Concluded)

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Matthew Madigan

Location: Table
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Maddy sat further back into his chair with his hands up in surrender towards Cassiopa. "Cool your jets there huntress. Look even Tink agrees with me that you're Hoods. I hadn't realised how aggressive the family was, always assumed they'd be jolly and jovial not...constantly threatening." He looked towards Colby and smiled as he played along with the story Maddy was attempting to weave. It was always surprising to him how someone could be so attractive, smart, and cool at the same time. Meanwhile Maddy had none of those traits to call for his own. As the rest of the table continued their discussions he sat there and thought about what it was that could possibly be done to show proof. Sure she had shown her wings before but that could've been a trick of the light.

He sat forward, leaning on the table now, hands clasped together. What could she do to help prove this all to them? "Well...perhaps you could take us to Merlin? Have him do something do magical, so outlandish, that it couldnt possibly be waved away by near science and illusion. As to exactly what that would be well, perhaps we can all think of something that would suffice for us all? Aside from death threats and fights that is." Maddy took the letter back that he had handed them, folding it up and placing it back into his bag.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω Officially Done

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Demetri Rowan Howell

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Location: Dining Pavilion
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Demetri stared off towards the massive ship for moments longer before finally acknowledging the others. First Mary had corrected him in the whole Jonah/Noah mishap. That ofcourse opened Pandoras box of people now correcting him and adding their two cents into the mix. He stared flatly at each of them before gesturing towards the large floating ship above them all. "Jonah, Noah, the point of the matter is that there is a massive ship floating above our heads and it may have scrambled my brain up just a tad. Anyways I'm not quite sure this trip to Camp Jupiter is the best idea. No offense to Hestia for this grandeur of a ship but...is it really safe?" He couldn't outright say that he knew of Zeke's dream or that The mother of monsters was sending hoards of creatures from the depths to attack them en route?

He stood off a bit, looking around and then gaining a look of concern. His eyes continued to search for a bit before finally looking at the group of know it alls. "Speaking of bad ideas, wheres the blonde boy blunder and the rest of the mission crew? I havent exactly been on a mission yet aside from the one where I was Shanghai'd off from home and taken here. Is there like a debriefing of sorts or some prophecy that they get read to aid them off on their grand adventure or something?" He really shouldn't be asking or seeming worried but, this was such a change in atmosphere from how it felt earlier in this year