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🌠 Once Upon A Time 🌠(Concluded)

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Matthew Madigan

Location: Camelot
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It appeared as though a fire was the perfect distraction. The guards came bustling in and others began to swarm the area with their buckets of water in attempts to put out the fire. The others seemed to help free the animals trapped inside the stables, creating a stampede of horses that went gallavanting about the square. It was good to see that at least the animals wouldn't be harmed, and hopefully some may even escape to roam free. Whatever the case Matthew watched on as he looked for any signal from Green on how to proceed. From the looks of it they were all moving towards an alleyway, out of sight from the guards. He quickly went towards the area giving Colby a light and playful jab on the arm as he went passed him.

"It would appear no one else could think of a better plan than you. For all their bellyaching." Matthew rolled his eyes exasperated by the days events already. Quieting up once Gretel joined them and began to speak with Merlin. It appeared that Rumplestiltskin (whoever that was) was Maleficents right hand man and in the area. "Im sorry but who's Rumple...whatever you said. Is he dangerous? Anything we should know to avoid?" He didnt like not knowing things and this was something that appeared to be rather important. Especially if Merlin seemed to deem it important enough information.

The Gifted - Concluded

Maximillian Gray

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Location: Ronald Reagan Airport
Skills: ConjurationNew Outfit

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Max was at a loss for words, unsure as to how best to console her. Surely it was a lot to take in, so much to process, even he hadnt fully wrapped his mind around it. He chewed silently at his food as she spoke, listening, thinking, and wondering how best to approach this. By now everything must've settled down at the Underground, Jack was surely dealt with, and Sunshine would be safe to return. As he thought on it he began to think of Waverly, how sick she must be with worry over what happened to Sunshine. It was clear she harbored only ill thoughts of Max so in her mind he may as well have kidnapped her as well. His eyes were downcast as he simply stared at his food, letting the sauce drip down back into the container. "Alright." He said softly. His eyes moving up to meet hers. "Lets do it. Let's try to teleport back home. I can't be afraid to use this new power, I have to master someday."

Max gathered their food so that they would lose any of it before holding onto Sunshines hand and trying to think of the Underground. The similar black orb enveloped them as the cold kicked in and then they were met with the suns rays. When he opened his eyes they weren't far off from where they started. Just outside the airport itself. "Damn it why am I so useless? Why can't we just GO HOME!" With the final word the void wrapped up in them again, kicking in on instinct and the cold biting even more. His exhaustion hit hard this time as the distance traveled was unexpected and they finally landed within the walls of the Mutant Underground. The dust beneath their feet scattered as he looked around with awe. Handing Sunshine her food he collapsed on the floor, sitting and tired. "Helloooo? Anyone home? Man I need practice..."

Echo

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Location: Glitter Factory (Jacks group)
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Harry barely stopped inside as the bouncers began to keep Casper at bay. Standing there listening to the idle gossip as to how he had broken their bosses heart and now he wouldnt be allowed in. Harry placed his hand delicately against his face, each finger extended, barely touching him as he dramatically showed his exasperation. Something apparently had to go wrong, and why would it be any surprise that it was Caspers given how he'd been all day. Harry let out a sigh, keeping his pace and moving further into the club as he thought about where to go next. If the others had anything to say about his absence at the scene, well then he would let them know that it simply wouldn't do to have all of them barred from entry, so someone may as well continue the job. If his twinnie was here she could make them invisible and check the areas without so much as an issue, but given how she wasn't, he was forced to seem like a creeper lurking about.

Harry made his way around the club, searching for the changing room that Waverly had spoken of. He looked about cautiously before entering in. There was no one in sight, prompting him to go stall by stall incase they were hiding out. All of them were empty save for the final stall, where a pair of shoes could be seen from under the doorway. Before Harry even had the chance to knock, the door flung open and a hooded man stepped out brandishing a dagger as he swiped wildly at him. Thankfully all those years of dancing (and maybe those spent at Xaviers) allowed him to fluidly avoid any hits as he backed away. All that could be heard through the blood pumping in his ears was the figure growling "Mutant Scum". Instinctively Harry let out a sing songie pitch that peppered the air with flashes of light, each one blasting after the last and blinding the person. As soon as he saw the man struggling to see he turned tail and ran out of thr changing room, a dagger flying past him, narrowly missing as it imbedded itself in the wall. Harry ran back towards the others, eyes wild as he simply said to them "Its a trap"

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Kwassi Asokho

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Location: Quinjet
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There wasn't a loud explosion, or burst of flames, nor heat that burned against his S.H.E.I.L.D regulated clothing. All that was was a tingling sensation that jolted throughout his body and the taste of licking a 9 bolt battery left in his mouth. His muscles locked for a moment as the current ran its course, stopping once he was rolled over and the small bit of smoke emminated from his mask. It was unpleasant, uncalled for, and unexpected. But now he knew for later if ever he came across Stark tech to handle it with higher care. He could see why Americans revered Stark as some sort of technological genius, but he'd never gotten the chance to play with one of his toys until now. Well that was rather unpleasant.: Kwassi laid there for a moment before finally sitting up to face those in the room. Breacher seemed to be the only concerned one, the other Agents, most likely still sore about his turning, just stood by looking as if he deserved it.

Kwassi brushed off some of the soot that now patterned his stomach and placed the mask on the floor to his side. "I'm fine, really, thank you Breacher for calling for aid. I honestly thought the self destruction would be a bit grander giving it was Stark-Tech but it seems it was more so just a way to kill the program. Not sure if the voltage was high enough to damage the brain had I been wearing it but either way I'm sure it would've been worse." Kwassi picked up his mask and looked at it reminiscently. A slight smile tugging at the corner of his lips. "We'd been through so much already, I was hoping to take it out for one last hurrah against this new threat. And what a dammed shameful waste of an AI too. Was hoping we could use it and tweak it to add a recognition program or some way to differentiate Skrulls from Humans. Perhaps they aren't Carbon based and its something that could be picked up, or a small inflection in the eye that a computer could recognize but...its all wasted now...great. Next Skrull we take out we should keep for observation. See if we can learn more about their physiology. Maybe cross reference that with some old S.H.I.E.L.D archives and see if they've ever encountered a species like this before."

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

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Demetri Rowan Howell

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Location: Ship
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Sleep wouldn't come to Demetri no matter how hard he tried. Everytime he closed his eyes all he saw was himself dangling off the edge of the ship. He tried to think of more pleasent thoughts, turning onto his side as his hands slipped under his pillow and he pulled it tight beneath him. His eyes closed again, thinking of the glitter from the junkyard. The feeling of awe that swept him up upon seeing a sea of bronze that shimmered like gold in the sun. That image slowly shifted into a dazzling shimmer of lights with a silhouette blocking the center, almost as if it was a halo from Christian depictions. His minds eyes adjusted to the light, the dark figure coming into view as he saw Zekes smiling face. Demetri immediately bolted out of bed, tossing his pillow to the floor in the process as his eyes opened again.

"Oh for fucks sake! I'm not dealing with that can of worms right now." Demi opened the door, half stepped into the hallway before glancing back at his bed. "Nope. Not in hell" He stormed out of his room and back on deck with the rest, seeing that Leda and Kiera were no longer casting an Iris message. "So whats the Romans want? Or say I suppose since we contacted them. Gonna have ourselves a friendly landing?" He leaned himself against the doorway looking out onto the deck, not wishing to fully step out incase another beast decided to lurch the ship again.

🌠 Once Upon A Time 🌠(Concluded)

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Matthew Madigan

Location: Camelot
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Matthew suddenly became very shy as Colby asked him about how much he could do with the book. It felt as if all atention was on him and to be honest he hadn't had much of a time to look through it. He was so exhausted from the previous days work that he had just passed out the night before instead of pouring over the grimoire like he wanted to. "W-w-well, truth be told I-i h-havent had a lot of time to look it over. All I know so far is how to create it and weaponize it, not huge on the control yet." His eyes cast downwards as he explained, feeling like he would be disappointing his friend with that answer. That is until someone cut in and decided her two cents were worth it. Maddy wasn't sure what was her deal but she seemed very off-putt by the notion of even speaking about an idea if it didn't suit her. They needed to work as a team and she wasn't helping.

He'd realised then it was the same girl who shoved Colby into the Enchanted Lake the other day and for a split second he could geel.heat rising in his palms. He caught himself, calming down and shifting his attention elsewhere, anywhere. Before he knew it there was a thin lazy trail of black wisping smoke teetering up into the air. A distraction plan started and none the wiser, hopefully who ever had done so was high tailing it out of there. "Fire! Fire in the back!" Matthew jumped and pointed towards the location in hopes that the guards would see and make their way over and away from Gretel's location so that she may finish what she had to do.

The Gifted - Concluded

Maximillian Gray

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Location: Island M the Bermuda triangle.
Skills: ConjurationNew Outfit

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The fry was mid air, about to enter Max's mouth as Sunshine brought up the subject of Jack. His face soften, and expression dropped as he slowly brought his hand back down and rested the fry onto the sauce packet. He wasn't exactly sure what to say in these types of situations, nor had he seen her so vulnerable before, or at least he'd never cared to notice. "If I was a magic eight ball I'd say...all signs point to yes." He let that hang in the air for a moment, swirling his French fry into the sauce before taking a bite and thinking. "We don't know why he did what it is that he did, all I was told was what Waverly was saying before we ran out to get you. From the sounds of it...he drugged her, took you, and as soon as she woke up she let us know..." Max thought back to the Cherry bar, how Jack was speaking to his father but didn't seem to tell anyone about the man.

He shoveled in a few more fries, wondering if that had anything to do with it. Their conversation was...weird and off putting from the bits he recalled, and his father gave him the creeps. "I'm sure there's something to it, perhaps he wasn't all there or something I don't know but...luckily he didn't seem to hurt you." That was stupid, ofcourse he hurt her, just look at the emotional state she was in. Max took a long sip out of his drink, thinking on the best course of action. "We can probably take a bus out of here, try and get as close to the MU as possible before we need to hike it on foot."

Echo

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[center]Location: Mutant Underground > On the Road (Jacks group)
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Embarrassment flooded Harry as he sat there exposed when a much more flattering solution was at hand. He held his shirt closed with one hand as he looked towards Casper with a smile that could cut through steel. How had he not noticed the gifts before? No one else here was privy to the going on of these establishments and here he was the resident expert missing vital clues. His curt smile continued over to Cass as she piped up and his cheeks went red. Quickly buttoning up and becoming decent again. "Yes well that will do just fine then thank you. Would definitely be much easier to go through the front door than to speak about anyways."

Harry listened to what information Waverly was able to gather, rolling his eyes at the name Hot Daga. It was moronic but then again he was having a party at a strip club so there wasn't much of an expectation there. Harry nodded and got in line, waiting to make his way up to the Bouncers and see if they simply allowed him in, if notnhe would state he was here for Hot Daga's party and hopefully that would allow them passage. If Casper was right the kids could pass as cousins or extended family of the party goer and be allowed in.

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Kwassi Asokho

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Location: Quinjet
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Kwassi had paid what Bonnie said no mind. Hed already removed himself from the situation and realised that the commander and cheif of this nation was nothing more than a tyrant and child. Had it been his king back in Wakanda, then surely he would understand the dangers that posed to be too friendly with an enemy that has yet to be vetted. But thar wasn't his issue at the moment, this AI was. P.H.I.L. had threatened to self destruct and given their altitude and situation, a new hole in the ship wouldn't do at all. Kwassi tried to think about how Tony's mind worked, had he ever heard of a program named P.H.I.L. before? Would it have such a sequence on boot up from a mere user identification? He scrambled and searched but nothing came to mind, shock clearly taking place as he was caught blindsided by this new issue.

Kwassi cleared his throat, trying to gather himself as he though of how best to disarm the bomb. He searched the AI program and used every trick he could think of coupled with thoughts of how Tony's egotistical mind might work, but it all fell flat as his situation grew worse. The counter was now at 3, he scanned the room quickly to see if any container could hold the blast, localize it so the ship would stay intact. 2, nothing seemed to stand out so Kwassi did what he was trained to do. He took off his mask and pressed it tight against his stomach, jumping down to the ground and curling up so that his body would soften the blast. As he lay there in a fedal position he called out to the others "Any of you know of a program named P.H.I.L.? I'm in a bit of pickle and running out of time!"

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

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Demetri Rowan Howell

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Location: Ship
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Demetri looked towards Leda as she commented on what he'd said. He hadn't meant it to be out loud, just a thought that made its way forward in the moment of things. "Last time i was taken flying i spent it as a snake, coiled up around someone's leg and away from view. Just gotta hope whoever I choose is right for the job of not falling off." A part of him wanted to stay wrapped up in the rigging, safe from falling, another wanted to leave as soon as they were dismissed to relax until landfall. Jason seemed to be genuinely concerned which was a nice turn of pace. It was always a good feeling to see someone actually care for you in some manner or another.

Finally deciding, Demetri let go of the rope, tentatively standing still as he checked the sturdiness of the ship before walking away from the edge. "Trust me, I know how lucky I was to grab hold of something. Seems someone somewhere is watching out for me. Definitely a reassuring feeling. Anyways I'm heading to my room, had enough of open spaces for a lifetime. At least those that are up in the air that is." He walked passed Jason, patting him on the shoulder like a friend saying goodbye before Demetri made his way into his quarters and laid in bed waiting for them to land.

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Kwassi Asokho

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Location: Quinjet
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Kwassi knelt down so that he was eye level with the President. Looking him dead in the eyes and matching his tone. "I'm doing exactly what I said I would be doing. I said you seemed to be telling the truth but that I'd watch you out whole ride there. And that's exactly what I planned to do. I also said I'd have my sights set on you." He moved the ICER slightly to show it was trained on him still. "And would you look at that I seem to have done that as well." He stood back up, looking over the President and the others in the ship before twirling his gun and placing it back into his holster. "But by all means if you who seemed too happy to not only follow a Skrulls orders but also fight alongside them wish to leave him unattended then so be it. Any blood shed by his possible Skrull hands will fall on you."

With that Kwassi made his way out of the room and into another. Searching the ship for parts that would help patch up old tech and upgrade some new ones. All he could find was some steel left behind, a slight groan as he wished to use vibranium to fix his staff but would handle the lesser metal. He pulled out the Escrima that had been snapped by Skrull Flynn and began to work on it. It would magnetize just fine but he would need more time to help with the nanotechnology he had previously imbedded into his staff. Kwassi pulled out his domino mask, tapping it lightly as he searched for some form of tech to help boost the old piece. Luckily Tony's ability to pack rat tech came in handy as he found an old unused AI chip with the words PHIL on it. Utilizing the tech and lab within the ship, Kwassi managed to install the AI into his Domino mask, tapping the right side of his temple to boot it up. As it went live he simply asked "Hey PHIL, what can you do?"

🌠 Once Upon A Time 🌠(Concluded)

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Matthew Madigan

Location: Camelot
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Matthew wasn't sure where in the sentence they got lost in translation. How 'we should use fire as a distraction' somehow became 'lets light the town ablaze.' Not once was it mentioned that they would set the town on fire, or harm innocent people. Though if they truly cared about innocent people they'd know how dangerous a stampede caused by released cattle could be. Or thr damage they could do in such a short time which would harm their way of living. But that wasn't the point of argument, fire was and they seemed to forget they had a wizard who could most likely create it and control it. Or at least set off small bursts from his hands to help gather attention from the guards.

Matthew picked at his food and wondered if perhaps everyone was against the idea solely because Colby had been thr one to suggest it. No one else seemed to offer any better thoughts and the rest were preoccupied with Wednesday Adam's stabbing someone. Putting aside why that was extremely wrong, did she not realise the jeopardy she could put her or thr mission in by harming someone just before it? Irritated Matthew shoveled the rest of his meal and headed out behind Gretel.