Crimson Flame

Amalgam - Hour of X

Ice Beast

Gary was still locked in an intense match of Street Kombat IX with Gridlock when the smell of brimstone filled the room, making him wrinkle his nose. He barely caught a glimpse of Hellcrawler teleporting straight to the elevator, and he looked pissed.

As Kid Cannonball and Marauder stepped out of the elevator and filled them in, Gridlock stood up.

Gary set his controller down. He looked at the screen, the news about the unidentified meta-mutant remains in front of him, and then back at his teammates. “Damn it, Eddie! I was winning too!” He muttered.

When Vic turned back and asked, “Who’s coming with me?” Gary was already on his feet.

“You know I’m in.” Gary followed Gridlock to the elevator, giving Marauder and Kid Cannonball a nod. “Let’s go before Eddie gets himself killed, or makes things worse for everyone else.”

Pokémon Kalos Chronicles: Superstars of Friendship Edition

Thank ye and goodbye for now.
Feel free to poke me about any other fun RPs in the future guys. ^^

@AwesomeZero5

Sorry about that, I’m just not in the headspace to GM rn. Good luck with everything

X-Men: Second Class

Hmm, maybe.

I call dibs on Iceman. Because I enjoy playing gay superheroes.

Amalgam - Hour of X

Ice Beast

Gary kept his eyes on the screen, fingers moving over the controller as he battled Gridlock for what had to be their sixth or seventh match. It was a close game, both of them trading wins and losses. He was about to land a combo when he noticed Vic glancing over at Laura, who had just taken a seat nearby with a cup of coffee.

Gridlock, started to give an impromptu history lesson on the Street Kombat franchise. Gary’s eyebrows lifted slightly, amused as Vic rattled off the series’ long list of sequels, variations, and obscure characters. He couldn’t help but chuckle as Vic’s auto-tuned voice went on, wondering how Laura would react.

Gary smirked, shaking his head slightly but keeping his focus on the match. “Vic, are you seriously comparing her to a video game character? You better be careful. She might decide to turn that coffee mug into a weapon.” he teased, trying to keep the mood light.

“Besides, we all know Barakavega wishes he was even half as badass as our Orphan X.” Gary said with a grin before quickly returned his focus to the game, mashing the right combination of buttons to pull off a combo with Frozen Ryu.

Young Justice

Zach winced as the meta’s words cut deeper than any physical attack could. As the guy patted his tophat, Zach didn’t even flinch; he was too consumed by his own thoughts, the magic that once flowed through him feeling distant and out of reach.

The swift punch that followed knocked his hat askew, and Zach stumbled back, catching it just before it hit the ground. He stood there, clutching the brim of his hat. The comment about his parents hurt the most. The idea that they might see him as a failure now, after all his training and hard work. His father, who had sparked his love for the stage, and his mother, who had tried to protect him by sealing his powers. Despite everything, he had chosen this path, not to defy them but to honor them, to prove that he could stand on his own as both a magician and a hero.

Zach watched the meta walk away, anger bubbling beneath the surface, in spite of the raging feeling of inadequacy. He desperately wanted to prove the guy wrong, to prove himself. “Hey, you can badmouth me all you want. But keep my parents out of your mouth!” He slowly stood up, still trembling from all the conflicting emotions. “They were better people than you’ll ever be. Everything I am is because of them. “And I’m not going to just sit this one out,” he declared. “You’ll see exactly what I have magic for.”

“Mih barg seniv cigam!” Ethereal vines erupted from the ground, shimmering with a faint glow as they surged forward, wrapping around the man’s legs and arms, pulling him back toward Zach. “You think you can just walk away after insulting my parents? After making me doubt myself? Not happening.”

And then, Zach did something… unexpected. He punched the guy in the face while the guy was bound, as hard as he possibly could. “How about you sit this one out! Oh, and another thing. No one touches the hat but me.”

Power Rangers Dragon Morphers

Ryan was completely stunned as he clutched the pink crystal that had flown back into his hand on its own accord. One minute they were sitting in a lab, and the next, they were shooting into space, their bodies engulfed in vibrant energy. As they landed somewhere futuristic as far as Ryan could tell. His eyes looked around, taking in the bizarre surroundings and the odd robot speaking in an unfamiliar language.

“Well, this is definitely not how I pictured my day going…” Ryan muttered. He brushed off imaginary dust off his beach outfit. Ryan gave Eddie a look when he announced what the robot was. “A what? Darling, it’s a robot… I think someone has been watching a little too much Science Fiction lately.” Ryan said with a giggle.

Speaking of, he turned his attention back to it. “Alright, I have no idea what you’re saying, but I’m going to need some answers. Preferably in a language that doesn’t sound like a glitching toaster. Some context would be fabulous right about now.”

The Amazing Spider-Twins

Danny’s eyes snapped open. Chase was nowhere to be found. In fact, he wasn’t even in the Baxter Building anymore. Instead he was… back at Midtown High? This was different though. The fluorescent lights flickered above, casting a dim glow that made the place feel more like a prison than a school. Danny looked down, and to his horror, he saw that he was wearing the same clothes he wore when he was younger. He glanced around, panic setting in as he realized this wasn’t just some random hallway. The lockers looked exactly the same, and the distant sounds of students’ laughter and chatter echoed down the corridor.

Danny’s heart sank when he saw Skyler, and his group of friends up ahead, laughing obnoxiously. It was just like it had been back then. Danny’s stomach churned as he remembered the daily torment he had endured.

Skyler noticed Danny and sneered. “Well, look who it is. Little Danny Davis. Still as pathetic as ever.”

Danny tried to walk away, but his feet felt heavy, like he was wading through quicksand. He wanted to fight back, to say something, anything, but his voice caught in his throat. All the confidence he’d gained as Spider-Man felt like it had been stripped away, leaving him vulnerable and scared.

“Where’s your stupid costume now, huh?” Skyler taunted, shoving Danny against the lockers. The impact was jarring, and Danny winced, feeling that familiar helplessness creep over him.

Danny’s back hit the cold metal of the lockers, the sound echoing through the hallway. Skyler loomed over him, his sneer turning vicious as he grabbed Danny by the collar, pulling him closer. “What’s the matter? Cat got your tongue? You’re so chatty when you thought you were something special.” He shoved Danny back again, hard enough to make his head slam against the locker, a sharp pain shooting through his skull.

Danny squeezed his eyes shut, trying to block out Skyler’s taunts.

“Pathetic.”

“Loser.”

“Freak.”

Each word cut deeper than the last, and Danny felt tears well up in his eyes, his body frozen in fear. He wanted to scream, to fight back, but all he could do was curl into himself, waiting for it to be over.

Skyler raised his fist, ready to take another swing. “Let’s see what happens when you don’t have your stupid mask to hide behind.”

—-

Meanwhile, Chase found himself in a different kind of nightmare. He was standing in a dark, cold lab filled with old, dusty equipment and the faint hum of machinery. It was the exact setup of his father’s old lab—a place Chase had avoided even thinking about since the day he ran away. He was wearing his old school clothes.

Chase knew exactly what was coming next. He could hear the echo of his father’s voice, stern and filled with disappointment.

“You’re nothing but a failure, Chase. You’ll never be anything without me.”

Chase turned around, his heart racing, and saw his Victor Stein standing there, looming over him. The room felt smaller, the walls closing in as his father’s presence filled the space with anger and resentment. Chase tried to leave, but the door was locked.

His father stepped closer, shoving a prototype of the Fistigons into Chase’s hands. “You think you’re a hero? You’re just a stupid kid playing with toys you don’t understand.”

Chase’s hands shook as he held the Fistigons. He wanted to tell his father he was wrong, to prove he was more than just a disappointment, but the words wouldn’t come. Instead, he felt small, trapped in the shadow of a man who had always made him feel worthless.

“You’re a disappointment.” Victor said coldly.

Victor loomed over him, a towering figure of disappointment and disdain. “You’re not smart enough to use those,” he sneered. “You never were. You couldn’t even get your grades up, let alone be a hero. Without me, you’re nothing.”

Chase’s heart pounded in his chest. He had heard these words so many times before. He wanted to scream, to fight back—but, to do something, he couldn’t move. His feet felt glued to the ground, and his voice was caught in his throat, silenced by years of self-doubt.

“You’re weak,” Victor continued, stepping closer. “You always have been. That’s why you keep failing. That’s why you’ll never be anything.”

Chase looked down at the Fistigons, his hands trembling. The words cut deep, and for a moment, he felt like that scared, lost kid all over again. But then, somewhere in the back of his mind, he remembered all the times he’d proven Victor wrong—every battle, every time he’d stood up for his friends, every moment he’d used these gauntlets to protect the people he cared about.

He wasn’t just a kid playing with toys. He was Talkback, a hero in his own right, and he didn’t need his father’s approval to be that.

Chase’s grip on the Fistigons tightened. He looked up at his father, his fear slowly giving way to anger. “You’re wrong.” Chase said, his voice shaky but gaining strength with every word. “I’m not a disappointment. I’m not weak. I’m stronger than you ever gave me credit for.”

Victor’s expression twisted into one of rage, but Chase didn’t flinch. He activated the Fistigons. “I’m not you.” Chase continued, raising the Fistigons. “And I never will be.”

With a burst of energy, Chase aimed the gauntlets at Victor, firing a powerful blast that sent his father’s shadowy figure hurtling back. The room shook, and the illusion shattered, the walls of the lab crumbling away as the nightmare began to break apart.

Victor’s form disintegrated, leaving Chase standing alone in the ruins of the lab. He had faced his father’s ghost and, more importantly, he had faced himself.

Chase felt better, but it wasn’t time to celebrate. His father may have been gone, but he knew he wasn’t back in reality yet. If he had to face his nightmare, then Danny was dealing with something too. Chase wasn’t about to let him face it alone. “Hold on Danny…”

The Amazing Spider-Twins

Chase and Danny were sitting together on one of the couches, deep in conversation about their own Halloween plans. “So, what’s the plan for Halloween?” Danny asked as he tossed a candy corn in his mouth “It’s our first holiday together as boyfriends, and I feel like we should do something...”

Chase leaned back, crossing his arms with a smirk. “Well, I was thinking we could hit up a haunted house or two. I heard about this one in Brooklyn that’s supposed to be super intense, like actual actors and animatronics.”

Danny shook his head vigorously. “No thanks. I deal with enough scary things as Spider-Man.” He shuddered. “Any other ideas?”

Chase pulled out his phone and showed Danny an ad for a big costume party happening at an old warehouse downtown. “It’s this huge Halloween rave. Costumes mandatory, lots of music, and no cover if you show up in a superhero costume. Figured we’d fit right in.”

Danny thought about it for a moment. “I guess…” To be honest, Danny wasn’t a big fan of big parties like this. He was always awkward at them. He figured it wouldn’t be so bad having Chase be there with him. “I mean, it’s way better than getting jump-scared every five seconds in a haunted house.

Chase noticed Danny’s hesitation and gave him a reassuring smile. “Hey, we don’t have to go if you’re not feeling it. We could always do something more low-key. But if we do go, we can stick together the whole time. No pressure to dance or anything crazy. We’ll just be the coolest couple in the room, you know?”

Danny smiled at that. “Thanks, Chase. I do want to go—I just get a little anxious at big parties. But I think it’ll be fun as long as we’re together.”

Chase nodded, giving Danny’s shoulder a squeeze. “You’ve got nothing to worry about. Plus, we get to show off our costumes. And hey, if it gets too much, we can always dip out early, grab some snacks, and have our own little movie night.”

Danny’s smile widened. “That actually sounds perfect. Let’s try the rave, and if it’s not our vibe, we’ll do our own thing. I like the idea of us just hanging out and enjoying Halloween our way.”

Chase leaned in, giving Danny a quick kiss. “Then it’s settled. We’ll make the most of it, whatever we end up doing. Besides, it’s our first Halloween together, so as long as we’re having fun, that’s all that matters.”

Danny nodded, feeling excited about their plans. “Yeah, you’re right. Let’s do it.”

“And hey, maybe we’ll get to show off a little—Spider-Man and Talkback, saving the dance floor.”

“Oh um… about that. Wouldn’t showing up as Spider-Man and Talkback be a little too… obvious?”

Chase tilted his head, considering Danny’s point. “Yeah, good call. We don’t want to blow our cover, especially not at a huge party like that. We could go in our regular costumes, but that might just be asking for trouble.” He smirked, an idea clearly forming in his mind. “How about this? Instead of going as ourselves, we switch it up. You go as a superhero version of me, and I’ll go as a superhero version of you. No one will ever expect it.”

Danny laughed. “You mean, like, you in the pink and purple Spider suit and me in your Talkback gear? That’s… actually kinda brilliant.”

Chase nodded eagerly, getting more excited. “Yeah! We could totally make it work. I’ll rock your colors, web-slingers, and all, and you can wear the Fistigons. We’ll still be in costume, but no one will think we’re actually Spider-Man and Talkback. It’s perfect.”

Danny grinned. “You’re gonna look fabulous in pink and purple.”

“And you’re gonna look badass with the Fistigons. Here’s to our first Halloween as boyfriends—and making it one for the books.”

—-

The warehouse was packed with partygoers, each one dressed in elaborate costumes that ranged from classic monsters to pop culture icons and, of course, plenty of superhero lookalikes. The walls were draped in cobwebs, and green and purple lights cast an eerie glow over the entire space. A DJ was set up in the corner, blasting a mix of electronic beats and Halloween remixes.

Decorations hung from the ceiling, including fake bats, dangling skeletons, and flickering jack-o’-lanterns. Fog machines added a layer of mist around the ground, and the occasional strobe light created an exciting atmosphere. A bar set up along one wall served themed drinks in glowing cups.

Chase and Danny made their way through the crowd, Chase dressed in Danny’s pink and purple Spider-Man suit, and Danny rocking Chase’s Talkback gear with the glowing Fistigons. “Dude, this awesome!” Chase exclaimed. “You look cool in my gear. It’s like those Fistigons were made for you!”

Danny flexed his hands. “Thanks! I’ve gotta say, this is a lot of fun. I can see why you love these things. They make me feel… powerful.” He giggled. “And look at you! You’re pulling off the Spider suit way better than I expected. Pink and purple really suits you.”

Chase struck a dramatic pose. “Maybe I’ll start a trend. Chase Stein, the fabulous Spider-Man. Can’t believe I haven’t worn spandex before—it’s actually kind of freeing!”

Danny blushed. Chase really filled out his suit well. Danny tried to keep his composure, but his eyes lingered a little longer than he should have. Chase really did look good in the pink and purple Spider suit, his athletic build accentuating every detail. The way the fabric hugged his body made Danny’s heart skip a beat, and he quickly looked away, trying to focus on the party around them.

Chase caught the blush on Danny’s cheeks and grinned. “What’s the matter, Spidey? See something you like?”

Danny laughed nervously, rubbing the back of his neck. “Maybe… just didn’t expect you to look this good in my suit. It’s… distracting.”

Chase chuckled, enjoying Danny’s flustered reaction. “Distracting, huh? Guess I’ll have to wear it more often, just for you.”

Danny shook his head, still smiling. “You’re ridiculous. But hey, whatever gets you in spandex more often, I won’t complain.”

Chase and Danny soon found themselves at the bar, picking up glowing drinks. They clinked their cups together in a mock toast.

“To our first Halloween together.” Chase said.

Danny smiled. “To us.”

As the night went on, they danced together. Or rather, Chase danced, and Danny swayed pretending to dance. At one point, the DJ called for a costume contest, and Chase nudged Danny. “You think we’d win if we entered as each other?”

Danny laughed, shaking his head. “I think we’d blow their minds, but I’m happy just watching.”

They leaned against the wall, enjoying the spectacle of wild and creative costumes parading across the makeshift stage. A person dressed as a giant, glittery unicorn won the top prize, much to the crowd’s delight, and Chase and Danny clapped along with everyone else, enjoying the show.

—-

Danny and Chase left the party soon after, and decided to spend the rest of the night watching The Nightmare Before Christmas. Or they would have, if it weren’t for the fog knocking everyone unconscious.

Amalgam - Hour of X

Ice Beast

Gary stood in the living room area of the T Tower, Everything was tense and serious since Raven’s abduction. Night Vision was barely holding it together, and everyone else wasn’t doing much better. Gary himself was doing what he could to keep spirits up, cracking jokes and trying his best to cheer people up when he could. It seemeed like more it was annoying people than helping them.

When Gridlock called out for a game of Street Kombat IX, Gary smiled from ear to ear. He thought about checking on Sam in the Danger Room, but honestly, after what happened during their last battle, unwinding with a video game was just what he needed.

“Yeah, I’m in!” Gary replied. He flopped onto the couch next to Gridlock and grabbed a controller. “I’ll give you a run for your money, Vic. Hope you’re ready to lose!”

"I'm undefeated in this one online, bro. Nobody touches me with Kenny Scorpion, unless you just use Frozen Ryu and spam the ice bomb." Gridlock responded with his autotune sounding voice and getting his game face on. "I know you're more of a Switchbox guy rather than Gamestation, but they put in gross amounts of sweat and remove the blood and guts..."

Gary navigated the character selected screen, and immediately chose Frozen Ryu without hesitation. “I mean, I’m Ice Beast. How can you expect me not to use Frozen Ryu? But don’t worry, I won’t spam the Ice Bombs. Not yet anyway.” He teased, flashing a grin.

Gary chuckled as he got settled in. “Yeah yeah, everyone says that about the Switchbox. Does it really matter? It’s about the gameplay at the end of the day. Besides, we see enough blood and guts in real life.”

"If you're picking the ice guy then I'm changing it up. Blankano should do the job. What now?! You can be the ice-guy and I'll be half cyborg monster man." Vic said as he quickly slid over the selection of fighters.

Gary raised an eyebrow and smirked. “So it’s Cyborg man vs Ice Ninja? I’m down. Just don’t malfunction when you lose!” He teased, giving Vic a playful nudge with his elbow.