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🌠 Once Upon A Time 🌠(Concluded)

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Matthew Madigan

Location: Wagon to Agrabah
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Maddie watched the family, the state they were in and the exhaustion riddling their faces. Clearly their journey had been more difficult than theirs and Maddie felt a twinge of guilt inside of himself for the ease of magic they possessed. He thought about offering them some water, seeing the dried lips of the individuals and hearing the parched voice of the man who was speaking. But it wouldn't do any good to offer just one of them the water, and Maddie had no coin to get more once they reached the city. He could only imagine the price of it in a desert kingdom ruled by a henchman of Maleficent.

Maddie wrung his hands against a fold in his robe, looking towards the old man. "I'm sorry to hear that. Fortunately it seems none of you were hurt or lost. Items can be replaced, but family, people, not so much. Home isn't too far away now, so at least there will be some rest afterwards, yes?" He wasn't really sure what to say, and hoped that nothing spoken was insensitive to their situation. But Maddie was never much of a materialistic person. Only caring for the few things that made it out with him from the orphanage that were found when he was abandoned...sent off for protection.

Of Blood and Magic

Reduction? That was an interesting place to start learning transmuting. Then again, there wasn't exactly a natural place to begin to learn how to alter the materials and composition of matter. Salem watched intently as the professor spoke, reciting the incantation in his mind over and over again to try and ensure he memorized the words and how to pronounce them. The sigil used to cast the spell seemed simple enough. But he was beginning to understand why delving into too many magics may become a bit too difficult to maintain. Having to keep track of every sigil, phrase, and motion associated with every set would becoming more difficult with every new spell. So far the two he had seen seemed fairly simple, but he had no doubt that the more advanced applications would have more complex symbols. The student next to him passed down a wooden block, having Salem continue it until everyone had their own blocks and he was absentmindedly tapping his thumb against it.

Salem was ready to try the spell, eagerly shifting in place as he watched the spell performed so that he could attempt it himself. As soon as the professor finished speaking, Salem tapped his finger against the wooden block, imagining the symbol and keeping it focused in his mind as he spoke the words. He felt his magic leave through his fingertip, a spot of green energy spiraling out before it recoiled back into him and Salem erupted intona burst of floral scents. The scent of lavender began to fill his space as embarrassment took over him at the idea of having failed at his first attempt. He tried to push back his emotions, take a deep breath and relax, which was made easier by the calming scents of the lavender. After collecting himself, Salem tried the exercise once more, this time managing to shrink the small wooden block by a small amount. "Are all the spells we learn in this class applicable to living and organic matter as well?"

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

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Demetri Rowan Howell

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Location: Hecate Cabin
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"Oh um. Sure, I'll see if I can catch her and let her know but I haven't really seen her all morning." Demetri said as he collected the eye and placed it away. "See you at dinner then?" He asked rhetorically as he made his way out of the cabin, half expecting to run into another ghost. He started making his way towards the infirmary, only having had the eye done and now half the gift finished. He wondered if he should do it all at once or one then the other given the time it would take to finish the guitar.

As he made his way he noticed that Zeke, Bryan, and many others were gathered around outside. Demetri’s pace slowed slightly as he wondered if it would be weird to join them. "Hey Jerk, aren't you supposed to be in the infirmary or something? I thought you said you'd look at my eye again today for me, got a new development with it and since you're unfortunately the only one I trust with this I need you there." His tone was more annoyed than pleased, but he was more than happy to be able to be talking to Zeke. "Oh hey Alannah, Bryan, Janelle how are you all doing?"

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Cassian Rudenko

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Location: Camp Grounds
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Cassian winced as Alannah described what had happened. It didn't sound too pleasant, and if he was guessing he'd say she may have dislocated her shoulder or something along those lines. But he hadn't exactly inspected her so he wouldn't truly know. "Not fully sure exactly where we are heading. I was simply following along with Janelle and enjoying the sights." He answered Alannah before noticing Zeke and Bryan making a beeline towards their little group. Cassian would complain that it was getting crowded but at the very least he was beginning to be surrounded by eye-candy. Even if one of them was Zeke.

Cassian returned Zeke's favour eyeing him
Up and down as well but with a more flirtatious look. Practically cooing his name as he spoke it. "Zeke" Cass averted his eyes to look at Janelle, answering back Zeke’s weak attempt at a conversation with her with his own observation. "Yes, Janelle and I were just enjoying the weather, both the sun and the snow. The former accenting her hair wonderfully while the other enhances the appearance of her complexion. It's very hard to pull off both warm and cool tones but she seems to be able to do it so effortlessly."

The Gifted - Concluded

Maximillian Gray

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Location: Housing Complex > Blackstone
Skills: Basic Spellcraft, ConjurationNew Outfit

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Max's footsteps slowed down as he walked through the courtyard. The grotesque statues gave him some unease as he made his way until Pixie's voice gave him a sense of familiarity. He let out a nervous chuckle before speaking. "Yeah, I was already awake so the only real detour was teleporting others to Hellfire Bay before coming here." He'd hardly noticed all the others gathered in the courtyard, listening to Selene's instructions and grasping onto Pixie's hand.

When Selene began to chant, Max instantly began to feel uneasy about the spell. He hadn't had any time to check up with Strange about who she was or where she stood in the grand scheme of things. A massive part of him wished to interfere, to either ask for permission to allow Strange on the island or to simply attempt to tamper with the spell himself. He knew Latin, he knew magic, it should be simple enough to add right? But now was not the time to try and change things. People's lives were in danger and Max was needed to help ensure their safety. He closed his eyes, let out a shaky breath, and began to say the words begrudgingly. Each word weighing heavier than the ones before. He looked towards Pixie, opening his eyes, searching her face for an answer to if this was right and making a mental note to contact Strange when this was all over.

Echo

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Location: Housing Complex > Hellfire Bay
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Echo gave Waves a bit of a smirk as she commented on his outfit. "Always dress for the occasion. After all, never know what you'll be frozen into and immortalized as wearing." Once they crossed the threshold and entered the Bay, Waverly went to work giving out some information. "Did we see a vault on our island tour? Or was that left out?" He saw Sunshine and presumably her beau over by The Marauder and hearing what Marrow had said. "Actually It's Echo, but I get that often enough being her twin and all."

Harry sprinted behind the pair, halting his in his track causing sand to build up around his boots when he saw a bubble appearing around Sunshines head. Callie tried to break her free by zapping the watery mutant but nothing changed. Harry could only think of one thing to do, reaching out towards the mutant and isolating the frequency at which he vibrated. Harry matched the rhythmic beats with his own, canceling out some and feeling his temperature begin to drop. He tried again, but struggled to push past where he left it last, turning to look at Sunshine and seeing her struggling for air. "Leave my damn family ALONE" Harry pressed past his limit and dropped the mutant near freezing, sure that some crystals may be starting to form and hopefully giving him a scare. The bubble dropped and Harry kept his hold on the mutant, ready to freeze him if necessary.

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Kwassi Asokho

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Location: Presidential Suite
Skills: Photographic Memory : 16,

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Kwassi couldn't help but laugh at Carol's idea of how Furys "Peace Talks" would go. To be frank, it sounded spot on and exactly the reason he had suggested Fury. Sure his vocabulary may have consisted of punctuating most statements or words with a good Mother Fucker, but in the end it would get the job done that was needed. But it appeared Bonnie didn't want to have that conversation right now and so Kwassi kept his mouth shut and allowed for their plan to move forward. The Flerkens worked with incredible stealth and efficiency. Kwassi was amazed at how many they had managed to detain and bring back towards the suite.

When The Empress was spat out, Kwassi instantly pulled out his escrimas from behind his back,under his jacket. Watching as she grew to Hulkian size and seemingly losing her wits about her along with it. He magnetized the two together and extended them into his staff, hoping the vibranium weapon would be enough to deal damage to her. But The others acted quickly and Maria's touch was more than enough to kill the Empress. Kwassi stood, stunned, mouth threatening to go agape as he watched the scene play out. He snapped back once Oli had spoken up, bringing the idea of getting drinks. Kwassi shot him a wink before speaking. "I'll grab a drink with you, though I feel it's a bit unfair given your metabolism."

🌠 Once Upon A Time 🌠(Concluded)

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Matthew Madigan

Location: Agrabah
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Maddie feigned some excitement when Willow mentioned it was a genie lamp. He hadn't known that this lamp was special in any way with the exception of allowing them to light it without using magic since they were just warned against using any. Now, Maddie had heard of genies before. But typically it was known that they twisted your words and wishes in a way that would make you wish you'd never made it. Probably some sick joke or form of amusement for being enslaved for thousands of years and forced to grant 3 wishes to every passerby that happened upon your cell.

He frowned a bit at the oil lamp, placing a cautious finger upon it as he ran it slowly. Wondering how long they were trapped in there and what might happen if one did get free. "Maybe someone wished the genie free? I don't know if that's even possible but...if I was trapped in a cell for thousands of years, I'd become bitter too and wish to be free from prison." He didn't have much longer to dwell on it as a Caravan came into view and Tink approached them. Maddie watched as one man whispered to the other, judging their character and seeing how they'd respond. The strangers agreed to let them on board, making him cautious for a second before seeing the genuine looks in their eyes and deciding to climb aboard. "Not being tired sounds good." Maddie chimed in as he tucked the lamp further out of view under his robe.

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Kwassi Asokho

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Location: Presidential Suite
Skills: Photographic Memory : 16,

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Kwassi hated to admit it, but The President made a good point. Perhaps the best way to avoid the ire of one side or another was to become an intermediary for peace talks between the two warring nations. Granted he knew little to nothing about what exactly they were warring over and if either side was even in the right of it. Kwassi's biggest concern was that he didn't want Jakobsen to volunteer for intermediary. Not only did he distrust his ability to do so, but having the leader of one Nation be chosen for talks while all the others on the planet got ignored would send out a bad sign and incite issues here on Earth.

Luckily Jakobsen had suggested no such thing, with the only real suggestion being brought out as Steve Rogers. Though his moral was solid, he wasn't sure how well that would be taken. "If I may make a suggestion for another Negotiator aside from Rogers. Nick Fury. The man practically doesn't exist and isn't truly affiliated with any government being that we do not technically exist. It is as neutral as neutral gets and would potentially keep any issues from arising here on Earth if anyone was to somehow find out."

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

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Demetri Rowan Howell

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Location: Hecate Cabin
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Demetri didn't know what he expected for this enchantment process, but bloodletting wasn't anywhere near his train of thought. "That's hard-core goth" He whispered under his breath as Annabelle mentioned what needed to be done. He held his hand out for her to prick his finger to grab the blood, but instead she ran the blade against his palm and Demi winced with pain. He was handed a towel and Demi immediately began to wrap his palm, trying to mimic what he'd seen in Zeke's books, and how he'd treated him before. Halfway through, he began to think to himself that this might be another thing he'd need Zeke to heal when he saw him later.

Demetri watched as Annabelle chanted over the bowl of blood and Celestial bronze eye, the magic working its way into the eye before she finally stopped and the glow faded. What she handed him wasn't at all what he had expected. It showed his true eye color, a bright electric blue that he had hidden for years. He fought himself internally between whether he should ask her to re enchant it so that it appeared brown or just let it be and suffer having a heterochromia he'd hate. The latter unfortunately won and Demetri took the eye with a smile akin to a kid who got a Christmas gift he didn't like. "Looks swell. I'll be sure to keep it clean." Demi handed Annabelle his dagger, a cocked smile on his face. "Dinner time, got it. I really appreciate all the help."

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Cassian Rudenko

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Location: Camp Grounds
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Cassian rubbed the back of his head where he had been hit. Feeling it smart a little from where the rubber had made contact and tugged on his hair while leaving a slight burn. He sucked in air through his teeth for a moment before looking towards Janelle. "I'll be fine. It wasn't intentional and it's probably the mildest thing that could happen in a Camp full of Demi-Gods. I'm just happy that my head was in the way to protect it from hitting you."

Alannah came into view, a sling wrapped around her arm. "Doing well, though suppose we're fairing a fair bit better than you." Cassian replied as his motioned towards her arm. "What happened?" He quickly realized that Janelle couldn't see the sling, and decidedly added more towards his question so that she didn't think worse than what it was. ...to your arm? Fall off the climbing wall or something?"

The Gifted - Concluded

Maximillian Gray

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Location: Housing Complex > Blackstone
Skills: Basic Spellcraft, ConjurationNew Outfit

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Max could hardly sleep the night before, having seen that both of his roommates were out for the night, allowing him the perfect chance to study his mysterious artifact more closely. He took the strange decahedron and sat criss crossed on his bed, staring through and studying the inside as he twisted and turned some pieces. Max had taken to levitating at times of contemplation, something he used to do while he meditated and tried to focus on his magic before he ran into the Underground. He floated feet above his bed, continuing to toy with the puzzle box, feeling as if he was getting close to something. With a final twist, one of the glass eye holes extended into a long metallic rod. Max twisted it and pushed it in causing the artifact to unfold and open.

Sand began pouring out of the box and onto his bed, along with something else that was carried by the soft wave. Max let himself go back down onto his bed, sitting across from the pile of sand that now held an invitation by Doctor Strange. He knew that Strange had sent this to test him in some way. Max grinned from ear to ear when suddenly his happiness was interrupted by Reevas voice echoing in his head.

"This is Reeva Payge, broadcasting telepathically to you all by means of the Three in One. We are under attack. Mutants with healing abilities, please report to Hellfire Manor. Mutants with combat abilities, confirm your readiness with the Three in One and your assignment will be given to you. All others, seek shelter at the House of M, Hellfire Manor, or the Akademos. I repeat. This is Reeva Payge..."

Max let out a sigh, noting he'd have to celebrate this little victory later. He stashed the puzzlebox away and out of sight from others before putting on his yellow robes fashioned to Strange's own. He hardly had to ask where he was needed as images flushed through his mind telling him he was needed by Selene and the Coven to produce a Complex spell. If anyone could shield the island, it could be their combined might. Max went to open a portal when there was an abrupt knock on his door.

Echo

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Location: Housing Complex > Hellfire Bay
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It was a little weird rooming with Jack. Having essentially freed his brother and befriended him, seeing a potential for something more. But Harry didn't say anything just yet, decidedly keeping things close to his chest until whatever funk Jack appeared to be in was gone. Harry woke that morning with a startle. Reeva broadcast her voice throughout all the mutants, repeating the same message over and over again. It was certainly effective if not a bit intrusive. But nevertheless he got out of bed as he asked where he was needed.

From the images that went through his mind he figured he was heading towards the Bay. A bit far from his location and certainly in need of help if he could get it. Harry decidedly dressed the part as he got ready, making his way out of his room and towards their resident wizard. He knocked loudly in case somehow Max was either asleep or unable to hear from Reeva's persistent voice. "Hey, think you can port me over to Hellfire Bay? Afraid I won't make it in time otherwise."

Max opened the door and looked at what Harry was wearing before finally agreeing. "Sure but let's head outside, in case anyone else needs a lift there." He said as he made his way out of the room and outside the building. The whole way thinking as to how they managed to get through his spellwork and if it can be done to spy on them as well.

Once they reached outside Max tried to create two portals, one for him and another to Hellfire Bay. But it was something he'd never tried before. The spell fizzled out, frustrating him for a moment before Max took a deep breath and calmed himself. Suddenly two bright stars appeared, one in each palm of his hands, as they floated up and swirled around until there were two portals. "This portal will lead you to Hellfire Bay, I'll keep it up as long as I can. Anyone who needs to head there feel free to walk through!." With his final sentence Harry thanked him and walked through, Max taking the other portal and having it close behind him, leaving only Hellfire Bays open so that no one would get confused.

The Gifted - Concluded

Tales of Genosha: For We Are Many

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"What in the hell..." Was all that could escape from Harry's lips as it floated out barely a whisper. He wasn't sure if this was proof towards the places leaders being bad, but it certainly was weird and off-putting. Harry opened up the vent that led down into the room, duplicating himself and grabbing his own wrist to help lower himself down. As soon as his feet hit the ground, he began to look about and grab his surroundings, making sure no one was around. He thought out into no where in particular "Hello?

There was a muffled sound coming from inside of the pod - was there someone trapped inside of it? And given how Genosha seemed to have no problems with what anyone had done before coming there... what did someone have to do in order to be kept inside of a pod? Was it safe to approach and open it?

Harry circled the pod cautiously, inspecting the egg like case as he did. Midway into his inspection he created a duplicate of himself, completing the circle to have one of himself at each side. If someone dangerous was being kept inside, he could tell least try to ambush them. But given who's place he was at, it was more likely to believe that Magneto had trapped some poor innocent mutant that crossed him the wrong way, or merely threatened to dissolve a plan of lunacy. Harry tried to find some pannel, anything that could clue him in on how to open the pod, but there was nothing. "I can't seem to find an opening, but don't worry I'm here to help you." He paused, thinking for a moment. "Just...mind if I can know who it is I'm speaking to?"

"David," a young man's voice squeaked out from inside the pod. "I-I can't breathe in here."

"David. Nice name, so's Dave. I'm going to need you to relax now Dave. The more anxious you get the more you'll breathe and it'll cause you to feel like you can't breathe." Harry tried to keep talking, keep whoever David was distracted enough till he could help him. As he spoke he began searching for a way to open the machine and finally found a voice panel most likely accessed by a password. No doubt Magentos voice was needed. "Good news, I found a panel, I need a password though. Any chance you've heard Magento say it? Or maybe what it might be?." He paused to let David think for a moment, before continuing. "And don't worry about the voice thing, I'm quite good at altering my own." Harry said using Magnetos voice.

"I-it isn't Magneto," David's voice came out timidly. "The password... It's... It's Legion..."

"What do you mean it's not Magneto? Then who did this?" Harry asked, confusion clear in his tone. Everything here pointed straight to Magento, and if it wasn't him then he was either an accomplice or being framed. He did not like the idea of someone trying to frame Magneto, as it would not end well for anyone. Harry grit his teeth before walking up to the voice panel and staring at it for a brief moment. Who was David? Why was he trapped? And what could the term 'Legion' possibly mean? None of that mattered now, for all Harry knew this was some horrid experiment being done to this man and they just called the project Legion. Perhaps it was someone with his ability to self duplicate, but to a higher degree. Either way he stepped up to the panel and finally spoke the password. "Legion"

"Magneto didn't do this to me. It was a w-woman. A-a-a blonde woman," the young man cried.

"Voice not recognized," a computerized voice chimed.

The only person that Harry could think of that fit David's description was Emma Frost. His jaw clenched as the machine told him the voice was incorrect and helped solidify David's words. What was Emma up to? And was Magneto playing alongside her or did she have his mind somehow? After all he wasn't wearing his helmet so perhaps that was it. Harry didn't like making excuses for the mutant extremist but perhaps he was right to.

"Legion" He said once more, now mimicking Emma Frosts voice.