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🦄 Deeper Than The Sands - Merged With T.S.

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Josephine Clark

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Location: Elite Deck (Josephine's Room)
Skills: N/A

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On the edge of her bed, clutching to a man she had only just met, this wouldn't be an abnormal experience for her. If she were being honest with herself, it was part of the very reason she was in Egypt to begin with. This was different though, because she knew she was leading Reddish on and knew the end result would be what she craved, but it would only hurt the man who seemed to show genuine affection for her. It wasn't something she was used to. The men she came across wanted few things she could offer, but it was never just her company, her opinion, her view on wines or the scenery.

No she knew if she asked Reddish to stay it would end up hurting the both of them. She would move on, she always had, but he may not recover as well or as quickly. She still felt anger and sadness, but they were slowly passing too. Now she was just tired. Exhausted from the day's events. Darling, you being here has helped, but I think I would like to be alone now. I am very tired from everything that has happened. I won't ask you to return to your room if you don't feel the need, but I would like to rest."

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Faye Masterson

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Location:Open Air Lounge -> Lower Level (Faye's Room)
Skills: N/A

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Faye felt a connection to Richard then and there. The two of them were partners and they had to look out for one another. She had a feeling (maybe a premonition) that this adventure would only get crazier from here and she knew if Richard went at it alone, with his unbelieving soul, he may be in danger. She needed him, he needed her. That was all there was to it really.

She bid Richard a goodnight as they made their way down to the lower level. Thankfully, she had her ticket with her. She entered her room, as cramped as one would expect, but it would serve her well for the night. She got undressed ad ready for sleep, eager for tomorrow to come quickly. She made a mental checklist of things to look into. The man from the other night needed looking into. The three going overboard? Possibly.

It was definitely not going to be boring.

🦄 Machiavellian Masquerade - Chapter 1

Debutante Blush

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Location: Front State Bedroom -> Grand Corridor -> Rose Bedroom
Skills: WIS
Hit Points: 4
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Blush took a quick scan of the room, satisfied she found all she could and stepped out of the bedroom and back into the hallway. The hallway itself showed no sign of anything interesting so she knew she had to continue her search in the rooms. The decor in the rooms she had seen thus far was impressive. She wondered if the owner of this mansion oversaw it or if it were a family deal. No two rooms seemed the same and she wondered if that played a part.

She stepped up to the next room and entered. She immediately fell in love with the decorations that adorned the wall. The color was right up her alley too. If she had a choice, she would gladly sleep in this room. What struck her was the window. It seemed black, like it was being blocked. However, she examined it closer and saw a courtyard and accessibility to the roof. Was that on purpose? What other secrets did the room hold?

Apparently not much as far as the window. It didn't appear to open and there were no noticeable fingerprints on it. That satisfied her as she made her way to the desk. Apart from blank papers and inks and quills, there wasn't anything of note. The bookcases held various knickknacks and was, oddly enough, free of dust.

She picked up various odds and ends until she came to a bell. Or rather, it looked like a bell. It didn't ring when she picked it up. She examined it further and found what appeared to be a coin. She took it in her hand and examined it closer and recognized the symbol. She had seen it before. So a key and a coin. This floor was proving to be most useful in information.

🦄 Soulless Regency - Merged With T.S.

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Colette de La Fontaine

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Location: Main Deck -> Port Annan
Skills: Language -English

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Colette stepped out of the kitchen, thankful for the food provided, and was called over to the side by Silvio. She took a glance at Fyror, knowing full well she had similar thoughts. She didn't believe Fyror meant any harm to Millicent, but he could prove trouble if he were to meet Rutherford. She nodded at Silvio, "I agree and thank you for your words." What Colette hadn't expected was the coin. She took it in her hand and examined it. She was unsure, but if help was needed the crew of the ship seemed capable.

Colette made her way to the gangplank, observing the port they entered. It felt like she had been sailing for years. She would be thankful to be on solid ground again. She put the coin away safely before she walked over to Regalia. "Thank you again for your aid. And your advice." She gave the woman a curtsy and turned to walk down (carefully) the gangplank to the port.

From there, she had no idea where to go. First order of business would be to inquire after Millicent and Lord Rutherford.

🦄 Darker Than Black - Merged With T.S.

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Priya Khurana

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Location: Sherrif's Station
Skills:N/A

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It seems their troubles were far from over, if Tim's reaction was any indication. Marc Tinder had apparently died. While she had only had a passing interaction with him, she could somewhat sense that Riley had a stronger reaction. It didn't mean Priya wasn't upset. Far from it, it seemed the body count of Grimm, Indiana was piling up and that put her on edge. Things were now becoming to coincidental for her liking.

And on top of that, it seems Tim was having his hands full with a...clown? Could it be? "One cop to another, I get it. This is starting to concern me. If you need help, I am at your disposal. Now, what's this about Agent Tinder and a clown?" Priya sat down, waiting on Tim's word. She knew she was only recently deputized, but Tim seemed bent out of shape and she knew from experience that it could make or break a case if a cop got sloppy.

She was, thus far, thinking at full capacity and perhaps a new set of eyes and ears could help.

X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽

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Allison Andrews

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Location: Front Door -> Professor Xavier's Office

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Allison had never heard of Mesmero before, but if whoever that was could control the minds of those in the mansion, and the previous Xmen have dealt with him before, then he was a dangerous individual to be sure. And now he was back, which meant they were in further danger. They had just gotten done with in-fighting and now they were back at it again. Though this was beyond their control.

"What do we do then? Surely we can't fight back against them. We could seriously hurt or kill them if they are controlled and I doubt they will give us the same luxury. Is there a way to break them out of this control?" If anyone could, the Professor surely could do it. She glanced at Bobbi, upset the girl joined the mansion at the wrong time, but thankful to have someone there she could work with and trust for the time being, especially since she had no idea who out there was controlled or not.

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Sara Grey

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Location: Formal Sitting Room - Ground Floor

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Sara was sent spiraling back due to the force of Mira's scream. It hurt, but it wasn't like it killed her. She really should have gone out for blood. However, Neil had come to her rescue and attacked the girl. She was pleased. "Nice work Neil, now it's my turn." She stood up and opened her eyes, her newly formed red beam surging out directly at Mira. It hit her square on and sent her flying backward. Given her new injury on her leg, the landing would be especially painful.

"Want to try that again? Didn't work out so well for you the first time? That goes for everyone else too. No use playing hero now." Sara knew the others would try though, and perhaps that is what she was hoping for. Target practice.

Avatar: Out of the Ashes 🔥

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Yumiko

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This was all coming to a point Yumiko hated. She did not want to be in anyone's debt, but she was not about to turn down aid when it was offered, especially since she had already botched her previous attempt at fixing her arm. "Thanks." She mumbled out as Ryuu bandaged her arm. She would try again later, but for now, she would let natural medicine run its course.

And it gave her time to think, what with everyone talking about joining the resistance movement against the Fire Nation. She had her own goals, but she had only ever done so alone. This White Lotus group may have more means than she had previously had. But it would mean being under someone. Yumiko had no qualms about being imprisoned again. Or captured. So long as the end justified the means.

She hated to admit it to herself, but it might be her best interest to see this through. "So how do we go about finding this Order then? And can we do so quickly?"

The Gifted - Concluded

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Leighton Brooks

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Location: Outside Target
Skills N/A

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Leighton made it past the doorway, aware of the growing stares she was facing and the ever-increasing amount of cold she was leaving behind. Once outside she made a split decision to run off to the side, especially having heard the distant call of sirens. The police would be coming in this direction now and she didn't have the time or the patience to explain.

And then it hit her. Explain what? That for one second she was normal and then all of a sudden she froze a poor boy? She shook her head in disbelief. No, she was not a fre....a mutant. She couldn't be! How had she lived her life up until now without ever knowing? But the proof was there. The detection system going off. The fact she froze that aisle. It was all there.

She hid behind some dumpsters, grossed out but unwilling to move. She closed her eyes. "Okay Leighton, try to control it. Try..." And she let it out again. This time, everything around her spiraled into an icy blast. She cursed under her breath. She had no choice. She couldn't stay around here anymore. So she made a beeline away from the stores and eateries. She needed to get back to her hotel and go back home.

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Anastasia Reinhardt

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Location: Hellfire HQ
Skills N/A

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Anastasia understood the plan now. If the Underground was just destroyed then there was nothing to gain. She wanted a war and she wanted to be at the head of it. The first step would be to find the closest Underground and get inside of it. Easier said than done, of course, but having things be easy was not fun. "Interesting. How fun. You, of course, do not expect this to be done for free. My demands are not much but they are high."

She would wait to see what was offered, but she had already decided to go along with this plan. If anything, it would allow her to see all sides of the growing mutant vs humanity battle and it would give her choices and options as to what side would be the winner and loser. And she would be on the winning side, of course.

Darke Magyk - Concluded

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Myth the Muse

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Location: The Wizard's Tower

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Myth hadn't expected the wedding to go off without some hitch. She just wanted to marry the man she loved. So hearing that someone was here that shouldn't be and that his name was followed with The Elder God of Chaos, well it didn't fill her with much hope. However, past years and decades and centuries have shown that you do not mess with a woman on her wedding day.

She was pregnant, sure, but she would not sit still like a housewife and let others do the work. "With all due respect, I do not need protecting. I can handle myself and whoever this God of Chaos thinks he is, he hasn't met me yet. And he is starting to ruin what should be the happiest day of my life. I will not let that slide sitting down. I will be careful with the little one, but I am damn sure going to fight back. With weapon or song."

She wondered if Bruce was ok and where he was. As well as the twins and Tate.

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Fleur La Mallificum

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Location: Witch's Road

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Fleur could relate to the witch, it seemed. She, too, had been persecuted but perhaps not to the extent of the Scarlet one. And there were arguments, of course, that she deserved it. But wasn't that the goal of every person? To make it in life? To provide a life for their own? All she wanted was happiness and if she was happy having absolute power, well that was just how life worked sometimes. She would see herself in that power or the world will burn. There was no other choice.

They had two left. Fleur formed fire in her hands and shot it upward in an arc, landing on the two blobs. As soon as it hit, the fire consumed them both in a firepit like brilliance. There was no sound other than the crackling of fire. There was, however, a smell not unlike a burning marshmallow. It made her kind of hungry. "Well, that was exciting. Didn't expect to face much on the road, but it was not boring. Shall we continue?"

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Tinley Abercrombie

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Location: Cargo Hold Trainng Ground
Skills: Hand-to-Hand Combat, Force Field Generation

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Tinley appreciated the alone time. Not being bothered by anyone. As much as she enjoyed the work, the leadership role, it weighed on her heavily. She knew she had people looking up to her, people upset with her. Niah, for one. She felt the girl could be trusted until she decided to pick up those earplugs. It was a small slap to her face that she wasn't trusted. She knew she mind controlled Novikova, but with good intention and she would not do such unless it was called for. And Novi was safe. Even if Sparks wasn't.

And that pissed her off too because she was partly to blame for that. She hit the dummy a few more times before she formed a shield around it. At first, it dissipated. Then she got a hold and picked the dummy up, holding it above her. Then she sent it smashing against the wall with a scream. She was frustrated, pissed, angry, and upset. A not-so-good combination of things. She wanted a mission. Desperately, to get her mind off things. She wanted this Quantum Realm business done and over with.

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Tempest Renroir

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Location: The Playground (Tempest's Room)
Skills: N/A

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Tempest nearly fell out of her chair when the alert sounded. She had helped add extra security measures to the Playground, but hadn't expected much to show up yet. One look at the camera showed her a man. He was cute too, which means he was probably gay. Still, he shouldn't be there. She opened up the communication system and spoke though the microphone attached. It would sound like a loud, booming voce much like the Wizard of Oz.

"Who dares intrude upon the Old Wise One? Have you come with an offering of 20 virgins? Or perhaps the blood of a newborn babe? Or the latest iPhone since I cannot seem to get my hands on one. Get it? Cuz I have no hands? Ah tough crowd. Anywho, WHO ARE YOU MORTAL AND WHY DO YOU DISTURB ME SO?"

Tempest patted herself on the back. Job well done, thus far.

Rise of the Evos

Q U I N N P E T E R S O N:

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^{Wednesday, August 18th - New York City, New York}

Quinn listened to Claire's idea and it had merit. She figured there was some connection between all of them. It made sense too if the killer was like them. How else could he or she or they find them all? It may also serve as a warning system which means they all had to be careful now. If they could teleport willingly, it would make things easier to an extent, but would they still not physically leave? In which case, it shouldn't be done alone. It would be just the thing for the killer to come find them gone somewhere else and their physical body left behind.

Before Quinn could speak she felt her phone vibrate. She took it out and read the number. "Oh, it's Jason!" She accepted the call and put the phone to her ear. "Hello? Jason?" She hadn't expected him to call that quickly. Or at all. She figured he would need some more convincing.