FantasyChic

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

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Josephine Clark

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Location: Benha (The Markets)
Skills: N/A

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Josephine didn’t know what kind of backwards country would treat women in this manner. Granted, America wasn’t the pinnacle of progress, but it had taken steps. She was treated a lot better there than here. She wouldn’t have been cut by some man with a knife because she was a woman who spoke her mind, just for whatever was in her purse. She fought the urge to place her hand on her fresh cut, knowing full well it was bleeding, and she didn’t want to get it over her outfit any more than it already had.

Reddish had taken care of her, led her away to get help. She didn’t want to stick around anymore. What should have been an enjoyable trip to the market turned sour and she didn’t want to press her luck. Thankfully, men from the ship were there and managed to find the captain. She stood up by herself, showing she didn’t need aid in that department at least. “I can walk just fine. So long as we can get this cut taken care of, I will be even better. Can’t lose it, you know. It’s my money maker.” She giggled slightly, happy that she could at least see the humor in the situation.

She turned back to Reddish, as he had to stay behind. “Thank you again. I’ll see you shortly.”

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Faye Masterson

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Location:Benha (Train Depot/Tours)
Skills: N/A

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Men who became sick after digging in a tomb? Any other person that would hear that might think it was because of the dig itself. Ancient germs and bacteria flying around. Nearby corpses of the past that have been left to sit, mummified. It would be so easy to put it up to that. But not to Faye. She knew it ran deeper than that. They got sick because they desecrated a tomb and whoever, or whatever, decided to take matters in their own hands. That was the danger you faced on these excavations. It should be about respect. Honoring the past and those who lived it. Not something to put up in a museum for others to bid on and by or to line your own pockets with.

She thanked the ticket man and made her way over to the train, with Richard hopefully in tow. They had their pick of seats and she sat down in the middle train car, with a nice view of the country as they rode. They would be leaving soon, judging by the announcement.

“I’m interested in exploring the two men’s death too. One doesn’t simply die because they explored a tomb. And before you say anything, I realize the sheer amount of disease that could be inside an unopened ruin, but I am willing to bet this was not their first time inside a tomb. No, there’s more to this story.”

X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽

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Allison Andrewss

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Location: The Palace - New York City, New York (Outfit)
Skills: N/A

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At first, she was worried Guin wouldn't believe her. She sounded crazy even though everything she said was true. Guin even had a look about her like she was talking some nonsense. Even though it sounded like she believed her, and made reference to some dream she had, Guin was still fighting the possibility that this world, the world she was in, was the correct one. "Guin, I am not crazy. I am not making it up. Whatever dream you had is the correct reality. I don't know how or why we are here now but if going to the lab will help prove it then I'm up for the trip."

Still, it was interesting to hear her story here. A high-class socialite and she had influence with the royal family? And married to Oshea? Apart from those, this reality was not right, but she wouldn't mind it if some parts of that stuck around. "As much as I love knowing I am married to the love of my life, it isn't true. He died in that reality. I didn't see him die, but I was told. I never got to tell him that and here I am married to him." If it was true that Magneto led the world, then yeah, he would not let them leave the party willy-nilly. "I have some sway, yes? What if we use that as an excuse? Say we need to pop out somewhere and we'll be right back?"

Allison stifled a chuckle. Pietro having any hold over what Guin did in any timeline amused her. "Trust me, in that other timeline, you hold a lot more power than you think. Though, you could stand to be apart from him for like....5 minutes." She said jokingly.

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Tinley Abercrombie

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Location: Red Guard Mobile Unit - Sydney, Australia
Skills: N/A

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Tinley eyed the conversation with Logan and Mystique. How the two of them ever got together in her mind didn't add up, but what the hell did she know. She found it hard to believe any part of her in this reality would sit idly by and be pushed around. Inhuman or not, she had powers. She could control people. That had to amount to something. What was her life like before this? Was she always a push-over? Did she secretly plot to assassinate everyone? She was a bit worried.

It didn't matter now. She was here and, at least, had a better grasp of the situation than she did previously. Still, she hated playing in the background. They should be on the field. SHE should be on the field. Not sitting here waiting for something to happen.

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Anastasia Reinhardt

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Location: LeBeau Casino - New Orleans, Lousiana
Skills: N/A

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Anastasia made a small pouty face. "Sounds dreadfully boring and easy, but as long as you promise I get to wear it even for a second, I'll do it. And who knows? It could be fun messing with their minds and morals. Especially if they are human. Humans are so much fun to mess around with because they can't fight back! Ah, memories. But that does beg the question: what is security like?"

And then the conversation drifted to babysitting and got back to dull again. "Why even need a babysitter? Can't you just like...give her a cookie and a crayon and let her wander around by herself?" She didn't know kids obviously. Didn't much care either. She just wanted to get going.

And hurt people. And try on pretty things. Not necessarily in that order. One needed to look cute to cause mayhem, after all.

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Tempest Renroir

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

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Tempest grabbed her new phone before she followed out. She had intended to come along to help explain the situation, but Hawkeye had called everyone to the common room. "Looks like I am coming along too. Going to need help explaining that a cat is somehow linked to all of this. Wonder what Hawkeye wants." She swung into the room closely behind Niah.

She observed everyone there, noting that Novikova and Smith were all right. She imagined Tinley gave them chewing out, but Tinley stood beside Hawkeye and looked like she had a speech prepared. Was this a public lashing? She hoped not. She knew she made a mistake, but she did save their agents. And no one knew about the base. Plus, Purifiers were scum! She would take a verbal assault, but her motives would not be questioned. She did what she had to do.

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Tinley Abercrombie

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Location: Hallway -> The Common Room
Skills: N/A

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Tinley had forgotten to fill Barton in before she realized. She had a lot going on though, could he blame her. "Sorry for not filling you in faster, a lot has happened and I will be more than happy to outline it for you." And Novikova told him the end plan, it was best they get all of this out in the open with everyone there. She followed them into the common room.

Once she noticed everyone was present, Niah wanted to speak up about something. "With all due respect, Agent Bautista, I need to cover this first. Afterward, I will open the floor to questions and comments and you can share your news then. This is important, however." She kept her voice calm because she knew Niah was one of the few agents who had not pissed her off recently. She was sure whatever she needed to share was important, but she needed to get this out first.

"Recent intel gathered has shown us a highly possible way to bring back Agents Sparks and Raynor back from the Quantum Realm. The reason why we have not heard about this or have been working towards it is because it deals with Ultron. Banned technology. Pym has been working on it and has shown promise, but it is risky. That is why Agents Smith and Novikova snuck around."

"The fact they felt they had to do that is wrong in and of itself. So, we are going off book with this. We're on our way to go see Pym and help bring our agents back. I will not lie, this is risky. This technology is banned and we could get in serious trouble for doing so, so I will not blame anyone here for backing out and considering their career. I won't hold it against you. If, however, you decide to help, I will allow Novikova to share the finer points, after which, we can discuss whatever else needs to, such as what Agent Bautista needs to share."

"Before that, I need to state this. I am the Team Lead. I take my duties as such very seriously. I don't look at you all and see tools. I see people with vast skills and potential. So when I give you an order, even if it seems silly, stupid, or pointless, I expect you to follow it. Are we clear on that, Agent Flynn? I know you defected from O.M.E.N and aren't used to playing by the rules, but I expect you to follow an order next time. IF that is not how you like to work, you know where the door is since you used it to disobey me. Agent Renroir. You used your judgment to activate the security system. While you did save our agents, you also caused the unnecessary deaths of the Purifers. While I will not mourn the loss of their lives, it does make things sticky for the authorities and our hidden base. Next time, I expect you to use your logic first. You could have hurt Novikova and Smith."

"Like it or not we are a team here. We can't expect results with in-fighting, deflection, or blatant disregard for others. So, as I said, you know where the door is if this is not for you. If you do wish to stay, then welcome to the next mission."

Darke Magyk - Concluded

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Myth the Muse

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Location: Asgard

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"You do like to look on the bright side, don't you love?" she asked teasingly as she followed Runa to their new wedding locale. Inside she saw people seated and waiting. There were more on Bruce's side than hers, but that was surely to be expected. She had noticed that Cuyler was there and on her side. She waved slightly at him as she made her way up.

Once Klara introduced them and began, going on about a goat she had now adopted called Mr. Buttons, they exchanged sword. She remembered the process, thankfully, adding the ring on the end before she offered it to Bruce. Once that was done, the vows were next. She had one prepared before, but she had forgotten it, what with a child and a puppy in her care. So she decided to wing it. She WAS a performer, after all.

"All right well....I had a big speech planned but I forgot it. Kids, am I right? All I know is that I can feel love here. I haven't known Bruce long, thanks for bringing that up by the way, but I can sense he cares greatly for others. For the twins, for Antonije, for the baby just born, and for me. I can also see where he got that from in his parents and siblings, as well as other family members. I hope I can live up to the expectations of being a wife to a god and a mother to his children. I hope to work hard to make everyone here proud to have me among them. I promise to make you laugh until you cry and be the best mate you could have ever hoped for. And who knew this all started with me jumping in your lap?"

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Fleur La Mallificum

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Location: Port Witch House

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Fleur nodded. She had been debating whether or not to challenge the woman. She knew she could best her easily enough and the force would add more Magyk to their side. The more they had, the better the chances were. "Yes, I believe that is a good idea. And one I have been thinking about. I will speak to Acantha shortly." However, Fleur didn't like the idea of Bernice going by herself to the castle. She was a strong witch, to be sure, but the risk was great.

"Bernice, I will not force you to go on your own. I know you can handle yourself. If you believe you can do it, then I will allow you to leave and take any and all supplies you need. If, however, there is any sign of danger to you, you must promise me to make it back here. The child may be a priority, but any information as to what they are planning is also crucial."

She faced her coven again, eyeing their training. They were working hard and she needed to as well. "I'll leave you to maintain their training. I will speak to Acantha." She turned and headed for the witch. She found her easily enough inside looking over scripts. "Acantha, no easy way to say this. I am challenging your mother in a duel to defeat her and increase our ranks. Any insight as to how to best her is appreciated."

🦄 The Paradoxical Emendation - Merged With T.S.

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Faith Masters

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Location: Main House (Room 101: The Sitting Room)
Skills: N/A

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Given Siduri’s description of this Miss Babylon, she seemed like she might be right up Faith’s alley. And New York? Seems like she would be going back, though she hoped the trip would be better than last time. The news of Anastasia should have upset her, right? It wasn’t like she was about to lie and say she was a friend. She barely knew the girl, but she was part of the team. She was a Paradox and they just lost one of their own in the face of upcoming tragedy.

And speaking of. Gio and Gilbert seemed intent on aiding them and preparing them. They would need it after all, but wasn’t she the one in need of it most? She was the one person with the power to help Eve. She was also only able to do so alone. Surely they recognized that? The others would need to get stronger to face the danger ahead, but she needed to be strong for it all. There was more than one weight on her shoulder now.

So, when Gio posed the question if everyone was ready, she knew her answer even before he asked. “I know I have a choice, but I don’t. I need to do this. Eve needs help. Everyone needs help and if I have the means to do it, I want to learn and grow. I want to be stronger. I want…I need this.”

🦄 Soulless Regency - Merged With T.S.

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Colette de La Fontaine

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Location: Port Annan
Skills: Language -English

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The transaction complete (and easily done) she was provided a horse and equipment. The horse looked well enough, though it paled in comparison to her own. The equipment looked worn, but it was not like she was expecting the best for the modest price provided. Plus, she had a guide, she could not look a gift horse (ha!) in the mouth, as it were. “Good sir, you have been a true help to me. And have been most kind to a stranger. You do your country a credit.”

She turned to face her guide and looked him over. Seemed experienced enough, though he was not a decent looker and dressed poorly, but if he did the job well enough, she would be fine. “Thank you for offering sir, but I am versed in horse riding. I shall be fine.” With that said, settled and got on the horse, brushing the horse’s head with her hand. “We will become fast friends I bet. You appear strong and I appreciate that.” She made sure she had everything. When she was confident, she had, she faced the guide. “All right then sir. Let us be off.”

She rode easily enough following the man. Hopefully, the journey would be easy, and she would arrive. The trip would give her much needed planning as to what she would say and do.

🦄 Machiavellian Masquerade - Chapter 1

Debutante Blush

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Location: Second Floor Stair Landing (Going Up) -> State Dining Room
Skills: N/A
Hit Points: 4
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Blush held a hand over her mouth and giggled slightly, letting the warm compliment wash over her. Truly the man was a charmer and was, most likely, used to the attention of women. He was quite handsome, she had to admit. Perhaps he could be a bit of fun. “You flatter me greatly sir, but you see, I enjoy having the advantage. Does one share their hand in a game of cards? I think not.” The others around them were all settled and food and beverage was brought out, but she had to admit, something stronger would be welcomed. “I would not mind a stronger drink too. Tonight’s events have been dramatic.”

She turned to face her host now. “I agree sir. Your hospitality is most welcome. A man of your standing surely has no need to house strangers and, yet, you have done us a kindness. I do hope to return the favor if you would like.” She let that hang there, allowing others to interpret it as they saw fit. The pale woman who entered intrigued her. She looked as if a gust of wind would crack her. She would be interested in finding out more about her.

She eyed the food in front of her and she determined she was correct. The spread was great and looked most welcoming. She was excited to dig in, but decorum dictated she wait. The Lord held the power here, for now. After all, she knew why she was here as well as the others. There were no mincing words about that.

🦄 Darker Than Black - Merged With T.S.

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Priya Khurana

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Location: Grimaldi Manor (Tunnels)
Skills:N/A

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Priya could barely see in front of her, which just added to the whole “horror movie” aspect this case was slowly turning into. Some part of her wished she just listened to her parents and was a receptionist or something less chaotic. But then again, this is what she was good at. So she crept forward with Riley behind her. She wasn’t surprised the signal here was so bad. They were underground after all. “We’ll probably not get any until we get to the end of this tunnel. Horror movie logic. This looks old though. I’m surprised this wasn’t discovered when you and your friends hung out down here. This definitely isn’t a recent development.”

And then Riley used her knowledge of determining where they might be going and, of course, it was an asylum because the only other logical place would either be a graveyard or abandoned ruins. “That figures. It’s going to be the asylum which might explain why, whoever this is, is heading that way. They’ll be out of our comfort zone and into their home territory. Judging by how this town has been thus far, I’m going to assume the asylum has had its fair share of trouble? I wouldn’t be surprised if a quick Google search yielded results when you typed in Grimm and Asylum.” Priya sighed inwardly. This was not going to be good.

The Gifted - Concluded

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Leighton Brooks

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Location: Outside Coldstone
Skills N/A

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Leighton was thankful to be away from that maniac. She felt off about him, Purifier or not. Jack was out safe, his brother was found, and they were reunited with the others. Still, Jack didn't say anything, which upset her. She put herself in danger and got him out with minimal damage. Didn't that deserve a thank you?

And Erg, being Erg, threatened to cut the fat as it were. She didn't know if she wanted to be one of them or not. How could one make that decision lightly? She only just found out she was a mutant and it was still something new. She hadn't had formal training. The Morlocks could help and, given what happened before, it might be best.

Blink portaled Jack and brought him back, different looking. He got even cuter. "Let's see. We've been dating for 2 months, haven't said the L word yet, but it might be coming?" She even found herself appalled. . "Ok no, I lied. I just saved you and your brother from a Purifier and didn't even get a thank you and now I'm placed in a predicament of deciding if I join you guys and potentially get training and help or live the life or a normal person but freeze those I care about or get arrested, killed, or worse. This is all new to me, but no one seems to grasp that. Let's just...go save Sunshine or whatever. Where is she?"

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

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Desdemona Pemberton

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Location: Crystal RiveSchool For Troubled Youth - Outside

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The people that were jumping out of chariots with weapons in tow seemed to have a firmer grasp on the situation than she ever hoped to, so she decided to let them handle the beasts chasing them. She merely wanted to get out of there with everything intact so she could find out what the hell was going on. If there was one thing that pissed her off (okay, there were A LOT of things, but still) it was not being in the know about something in her own life.

"I'm guessing these people are like us? The kids of gods? Any reason why they weren't here with us and seem to know exactly what's going on with all this?" She desperately wished she had a weapon of some sort. A spear. A gun. Something to aid in the fight. She left the weights behind and she wanted to smack Roman again, if only to make herself feel better.