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2 yrs ago
Current Two 4+ year long RPs completed within 20 days of each other - now THAT'S what we're talking about!
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2 yrs ago
Congratulations to the cast of the Gifted, we just finished our RP after almost four years! Excelsior!
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5 yrs ago
It's official - accepted an offer and I am going to grad school next year! :) #DrMorose
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5 yrs ago
Congratulations to the Gifted for hitting 500 IC posts and to Darke Magyk for completing the RP! Excelsior!
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5 yrs ago
I graduated from college today~
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@Trainerblue192 Looks almost perfect! I think he technically has one too many powers, but as I just said to Beanie, I don't wanna make you give up a power that is intrinsic to the character - and I've already put down a lot of constraints. So that's fine. He then has 3 traits, and at rank 2, I think he should only have 2? Well, 2 + Quick Learner. I just offered to Beanie to trade in Quick Learner for a different trait, so if you super need to keep those 3, we can do that. If not, let me know which one you'd wanna remove <3
@Achronum looks great!! move him over
@PatientBean Few things!

1) She has too many traits. At rank 2, she gets 2 extra traits + any tied to her origin + quick learner as her occupation is student. I think keep the Surprising Power, for Edit Memory, and then pick one of the ones that's fame/beguiling/audience to keep? (I'd suggest famous). If you really wanna have 3, we can say that she swapped Quick Learner in for one of them.

2) Add the tag Heroic :)

3) At rank 2, she should have 8 powers max - with the addition of Surprising Power trait, she can then have 9. I think it would make sense to delete the brilliance powers entirely, as that brings her down to 10. All her other powers I think she has 100% used in the RP. However, Edit Memory is the more advanced version of Memory Blip and we waved that prereq, so maybe delete Memory Blip and that gets you down to 9 powers. I don't want to make you get rid of any others, so... I'm going to call this close enough.

Otherwise she looks great <3
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🌈👻 Leda Storm 👻🌈

Location: Tartarus
Skills: N/A

Leda nodded, hoping that whatever the giant was crafting for them, it amounted to something along the lines of armor. Mads didn't need it as much when she shifted, but while in human form, it would be helpful. And if Leda wasn't going fast enough to outrun her enemies, she'd benefit from some as well. She couldn't help but feel nervous - they were close now, closer than they'd ever been before. If they could pull this off...

"I don't think we have another option," Leda replied softly to Mads, although she suspected the giant would still be able to hear them. He likely had better hearing than a demigod or a mortal. "This is our best chance at getting to the Doors of Death."



☀️ Nancy Parker ☀️

Location: Camp Half-blood
Skills: N/A

Shadows ensnared her from every side, binding her limbs, her arms, her legs - and as much as she struggled, she couldn't fight them off. Instead, she was repeatedly slammed from side to side, her body hitting the ground over and over again, until she was finally lifted up and suspended. Demi was yelling something about her hurting Zeke - why would she ever hurt Zeke??? In her rage, she hadn't been aware of her actions, aware of who else got hurt. Nancy was about to retaliate in turn, to enact the same pain vibrating throughout her body, the same bruises and humiliations, upon Demi, when suddenly...

Suddenly the anger vanished, deflating away, as a wave of artificial calm swept over her. Niah. Had it not been for Niah's powers, Nancy's anger would have only continued to multiply, having her emotions messed with - and then, it would have increased even more, as one of the Greeks came over to admonish them. Instead, her thoughts were clear and focused, even as Demi held her suspended in the air by shadowy tentacles.

Clear enough to see that she had hurt Zeke.

Had it not been for the artificial calm, that would have torn her to pieces.

And with this calm, it was easier for her to see where she had done wrong - the people that she had wronged here. She shouldn't have used that word. It had been thrown around carelessly in her childhood, and Nancy hadn't realized that it had lurked within her, coming out in a moment of rage. She shouldn't have hurt Zeke. She didn't regret, however, hurting Demi (physically).

"Demetri - I am sorry I used that word. I shouldn't have. I will do better," Nancy promised. "Zeke - I am sorry that I hurt you. I did not mean to. I only meant to attack Demi. I do not regret that. I do not think Demi regrets attacking me, either. We are not compatible people." Her words were strange, almost toneless - the calm removing her characteristic emotional bites, for better or for worse. "If you would put me down, I have a duty to fulfill."




@BlueSky44@Nallore@Trainerblue192@Achronum@PatientBean@Forsythe@Blizz@Kirah@Natsu
8:40 AM - Mon. November 29th, 2038 - Margaret Carter Institute





@Forsythe: As Vicky left the office, she didn't leave alone. Ser Nemo and Lady Nimue followed her on out, an ever present shadow. She had just confessed to the teachers wanting to kill herself. They had a duty of care to her - and allowing her to go off alone, without any supervision, was absolutely not going to happen. Lady Nimue would seem mostly disinterested, lost in her own thoughts without passing much judgment or even revealing emotions over Vicky's situation. Ser Nemo, however, looked visibly uncomfortable - Vicky wouldn't be able to determine if the discomfort was from her situation, or if there was something going on in the elderly man's life that was occupying his thoughts.

At any rate, Vicky would immediately receive a "thumbs up" emoji back from Gideon, in the Uncanny Avengers chat.

And at the bottom of the letter she meant to send to Agatha, cursive script would appear in purple:
I see you have encountered the White Witch's puppets. We will speak in New Orleans, soon.

The Contest of Champions was being hosted by Strange Academy this year, Agatha's current school. And even though she wasn't participating, Avengers Academy does allow students to travel to observe the contest. Vicky would realize that must have been what Agatha intended - for Vicky to still travel to watch the contest, and that they would speak about this in person.

From the window, Vicky would see a non-emergency medical vehicle pull up, with the logo of the California Asylum for the Genetically Enhanced on the side of it. Coulson then stepped out of his office and into the hallway. "Are you ready?" he then asked her.

April Flynn

Location: Avengers' Academy - Outside Danni and Dorian's Room
Skills: N/A
Fit: ~School Uniform, Skirt + Sweater Variant~


By the time April had made it back to the dorms and was knocking on Danni and Dorian's door, Mads was there too, just across the hall. Her friend must have just gotten there a few seconds before she did, despite leaving Coulson's office sooner than she had. And as much as Mads was one of April's closest friends, the thought of crying her eyes out in front of Mads, of breaking down so completely... It was terrifying to her. It was a level of vulnerability she reserved for just Danni and Dorian. She didn't even show that side of herself to her family - to her parents, to her sister.

She took a steadying breath, and forced a smile onto her face. Everything was perfect. Everything was fine. She repeated those two phrases over and over in her mind like a mantra, doing everything she could to will it to be true. She was fine. She wasn't upset. Nothing had gone wrong. She didn't need to cry. She was happy, even. Thrilled. Ecstatic. Why wouldn't she be? What did she have to feel sad about? Everything was perfect and everything was fine.

"Yeah, everything is great!" April told Mads, somehow with a genuine cheerfulness to her tone. "I mean, that meeting with Coulson went really well! We don't have to worry about getting perfect grades anymore, and we get to shuffle around the teams! Like, not that I don't love my team - because I do, you all are the best - but if this means I could be on a team with Danni and Dori too? We've been talking about it since freshmen year, and there's only one more chance after this year - so like I'm really happy!! And think about how much better our chances of winning are going to be, with adding them to our team! And like the people who aren't into the contest, they can go onto another team, so they don't have to deal with us being extra and all, y'know. What about you? How are you doing? Is there anything I can do for you?" she gabbed, her speech quickened.

And then the door to Danni and Dori's room swung open, but rather than Dorian being inside, it was... Diana?

April titled her head, immediately confused. Why would Diana be inside of Dorian's room... without Dorian present? That was pretty weird. She didn't think Diana was particularly close with either of the boys anyways. Her brother was dating Dorian, yes, but that was the only connection that immediately came to mind for April.

They'd teleported away and left Diana behind? That was also incredibly weird. Nothing immediately came up to April as to a reasonable explanation for what would have happened - she pulled out her phone, shooting off a quick text in the group chat to the boys.



She then put her phone away, returning her attention to Diana. She was a fast texter, thankfully. "Was just looking for Dorian, needed to chat with him about something," April said - it wasn't really a lie. "I just texted him asking where he is - thanks!"

She was fine.

She was okay.

Everything was perfect.

The smile on her face only hurt slightly, but it was somehow... working. She did feel good. Better. Energized, really. Like she could swim a thousand miles without breaking a sweat. She felt fantastic.


Guin Stark

Location: New Orleans Botanical Gardens
Skills: N/A

Guin hadn't really known what to expect as she went through the imagined door with Andy, sword in hand. Maybe a dragon - some sort of heroic scene, with a dramatic castle atop a pit of lava. Instead, they entered what seemed to be a serene field of flowers, without a threat in sight. They weren't alone either - two others were with them. Jean Grey (Guin tried not to roll her eyes at the former host of the Phoenix, tried not to complain that Jean hadn't done a ton to deescalate this situation just yet, as she knew the other telepath would hear those thoughts). And Mary - or a Mary that was, at least.

Guin squinted a bit at the child, trying to decide what this all meant - if this kid was all that was left of Mary, or just a fragment of a greater whole. Or maybe she was reading into it all too deeply. This stuff, telepathy mutant things, they didn't come to her as naturally as machines did. It was like taking a test where the stakes were life and death, but she hadn't even known what subject to study for. She gritted her teeth slightly. "What should we do, Jean? Ask the kid where to go? We're running out of time and we're just.."

Just wasting it, Guin thought somewhat bitterly.

She'd sent a message to her father, explaining the situation and asking him to show up in force with the Avengers if they couldn't deescalate things. She had no idea how much time had passed since she and Annie had entered Mary's head. They could have minutes still - or seconds - or maybe it was already too late.

She had a sword.

Guin wanted something clear and concrete to slay.



Avery Spellman

Location: Chandrilar -> Right Outside New Orleans
Skills: N/A

Ben frowned, deeply concerned when his husband wasn't able to open them a portal to New Orleans - the city where everyone he cared about in the world was currently located. His son was there, James and Casper - and as much as he hated him, his father was there still too, no doubt spitting abuse at the dust bunnies after all of his adopted children abandoned him. That had been the one good thing about Ben's death at the age of 17 - it had gotten him away from his father. "Max, if you can't get in - can they get out?" he asked, trying to keep the fear from rising in his throat. He knew James and Casper would protect the kids with their lives - but he didn't want it to come to that. He wanted better for the boys, for Danni and Dorian, than he had had.

More concerning though was what else was mentioned - that the Phoenix couldn't have been the one responsible, as magic was its weakness. (Something Ben wished he'd known earlier - if he had, he would have pushed for them visiting Strange instead of this alien world). It must have been someone or something skilled in magic then - something more powerful than Max, of which Ben didn't think there were more than a handful of mages that met that criteria.

"Wait... The last time this happened, Jean Grey was being manipulated by the Hellfire Club," Avery recalled. They'd attended Xavier's School as a student - and it was hard not to know the story, surrounded by other mutant kids eager to gossip about the school's most famous alumni. "...Maybe that's happening here, too," they concluded. "This person, they could be manipulating the Phoenix." They bit their lip, unhappy with the thought process, but unable to shake themself of the conclusion. It wasn't just Mary that they needed to handle - it was someone else.

They looked to Carolina for a moment, wondering if she ought to ask her sister for more than a quinjet. The situation just seemed to be continuously spiraling out of control, getting worse and worse by the moment. If someone powerful enough to stop Max, the greatest wizard that ever lived, probably the Once and Future Sorcerer Supreme... What chance did they stand? Maybe instead of going off to face the Phoenix, they ought to go beg the Scarlet Witch to construct a new bubble reality for them all to hide in and wait out the destruction.

"Aye, I will call for Heimdall now," Runa said with a nod. She didn't have much of an idea herself as to who might be responsible for this - there were sorcerers and wizards across the galaxy, all with their own motives and opportunities. "Thank you again, Empress," she bowed her head. "Asgard owes you a great debt - as does all living life." And then Runa turned, stretching her hand outwards. "Heimdall, if you please - to Midgard's village of New Orleans!"

And then in a burst of rainbow light, the BiFrost engulfed the small party, and within seconds, they were outside New Orleans - quite literally just outside the city limits.

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