Morose

The Gifted - Concluded

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@Nallore@BlueSky44@Achronum@Trainerblue192@Kirah

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Genosha: August 3rd, 2021 - 1:20 PM

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Veil & Casper & Sunshine

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Location: Various
Skills: Mediumship

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Outside the Hospital...

Casper had no idea that James was partially lying to him, as he trusted James implicitly. "Okay, of course! Danny, I'm giving you to Pop-Pop now, you need to be good and not make any stinkies, promise?" Casper said seriously, as if baby Daniel could actually understand him. "And no turning yourself into a ball of fire, we aren't immortal - and I actually really vibe with our fits today, so I don't want them ruined," Casper then added, before handing the baby on over to James.

"Well... Shit. You were telling the truth, then," Ben said, gobsmacked.

"Duh! I wouldn't lie about kidnapping a baby, that's Jackie's thing!"

"Okay, but can you really blame me for wondering?" Ben asked, rolling his eyes. "I was with Max today actually. We got my body. He's going to bring me back to life, but he needs you two to help."

"....Okay, now you're the one that has to be joking," Casper said, his eyes wide. He turned to James. "Ben says that he was with Max, and Max is resurrecting him - and he needs us to do it?!?!"

And then suddenly, James and Casper would hear Veil's voice in their mind:

"James? Casper? We need to meet up with you both, Max needs you for a ritual... He's going to try to bring Ben back to life, and he needs you both for it to work... If it does, we could bring back anyone we had lost - no one would ever be taken away from us again" Veil pleaded.

Outside the House of M...

Zari was far nicer about Andy's confusion and hesitation than the crows were. Selene must've given the crows instructions on what to do should Andy reject her heritage. And of course, Selene wasn't the most subtle or patient of people. No, no, she didn't instruct the crows to do anything reasonable. Instead, the crows flew back up into the air, circling Andy for a moment, before suddenly diving at her... and stabbing their beaks into her heart. The crows' beaks penetrated, and any ordinary individual would have died.

But Andy's body reacted otherwise, filling her with an intense feeling of craving and need as her vitals depleted - a need for life force. To prove that she was the offspring of Selene, the crows had been instructed to fatally wound Andy, forcing her emergence as an energy vampire in her mother's own image.*

And what other living soul was there to feed on but Andy's new girlfriend, Zari?

*Yes, this is actually part of Selene's established power-set - she can turn other people into energy vampires

Bar Sinister...

The Sinisters clearly didn't want to answer Jack's question as to what was precisely wrong with Renegade - and some of them were better at hiding it than others. One of them looked obviously guilty, the others seeming relatively innocent - or at least, not responsible. "Oh, I'm sure she'll be fine with it - think of it as just a new spa treatment, replacing all the bad cells with clean, fresh new ones. New year, new you and all. And let's face it, Jackie, your mother hasn't exactly been taking the best care of her body anyways - I'm sure she'd appreciate a refresh."

"We can either make a complete copy of her psyche now, or you can wait till closer to when it happens. It doesn't really matter what happens once we've uploaded a copy into our databanks, though the closer to death of the original we are, the less of a gap there is," another Sinister said. "It's kinda like the save file of a game that way, if you think of it."

Hellfire Bay...

Renegade nodded. It was a decent walk from Hellfire Bay all the way back to her living quarters, as they were basically on other ends of the island. The island wasn't so incredibly large as to make it impossible to do or incredibly annoying - it really only took about 10 minutes when going at a brisk queer pace, longer if one wasn't. Fortunately, Renegade had a secret in order to speed up time. "Alright you two, I'm too lazy to do this at normal speed, so..."

Renegade focused, her eyes turning a vibrant shade of pink. A soft pink aura surrounded Miranda and Mongoose, as Renegade increased all of their kinetic energy. A walk that would've taken the group about 20 minutes or so was shortened down to only two. They would all feel the wind rushing in their hair and things would seem to almost blur around them, as they got a small taste of what life would be like at a speedster.

When they made it to the housing complex, Ellie returned their speeds to normal.

"Woah!!! Again, again, again!!!!" Mongoose cheered. "That was AWESOME!!!!"

Magda Eisenhard Memorial Housing Complex - Max's Room...

Pixie rolled her eyes slightly at Max dubbing the place she described Pixie Hollow. In her mind, she had been calling to Arbor Magna - she didn't really know why, it had just felt right to her. But she didn't share that name now with Max. She wasn't going to tell him what would or would not feel right to him. Plus, she figured it didn't really matter - a name was just a name sometimes. "If you want to go to a real Pixie Hollow, you should check out Otherworld - Roma Regina's kingdom is to die for," Pixie commented.

Marrow looked a bit unconvinced at Max's explanation - she hadn't known him very long, but everything her wife had told her about Max led her to believe that he was a walking gay disaster. She didn't know if he had the magic in him to pull off something this big, if his current skills seemed to max out at perfect soup. "Riiiight...." Marrow commented, a bit bitchy by nature. "Hopefully raising the dead is on the soup level, then."

"Alright, I trust you," Sunshine told Max with a noncommittal shrug. She was telling the truth though - she really did trust him. She hadn't always, but they had enough history together now that she couldn't help it. She would never admit it, but she liked his company and thought his antics were funny, and enjoyed being around him. She considered him to be her friend. "Boy Dazzler has a good point though - do you need anything? Maybe paper to draw more symbols on?" Sunshine asked Max.

"The tree isn't actually too far from here - it's almost in the dead center of the island," Pixie chimed in. "And don't worry, you can't offend me. And if you did, I'd hit you with my pixie dust~!"

Outside the Green Lagoon...

Most people on the island could be found at the Green Lagoon at any given moment, and it was near the Green Lagoon that Veil and Spark Plug ran into No-Girl aka Martha Johansson. The young telepath was a floating brain in a jar, a victim of a horrific crime perpetrated by humans a few years ago that cost her everything but her brain. She could communicate with others only telepathically.

"Sure, it's not like I'm doing anything..." Martha said with a bit of a sigh, her voice sounding in the minds of Veil and Spark Plug. Both girls would feel a slight pressure in their mind and then suddenly, they could feel themselves connected to James and Casper - like a conference call of sorts.

"James? Casper? We need to meet up with you both, Max needs you for a ritual... He's going to try to bring Ben back to life, and he needs you both for it to work... If it does, we could bring back anyone we had lost - no one would ever be taken away from us again" Veil pleaded.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

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☀️ Nancy Parker ☀️

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Location: Camp Half-blood: Praetor Tent -> Big House
Skills: N/A

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Nancy was glad to have Joanie with her as she walked to the Big House, to embark on this quest that she had no desire to be any part of, but that she knew if she was not there, it would end in failure. This group needed her to succeed, as much as Nancy wanted to prioritize her own wellbeing, she had the fate of the world and her friends to consider. She couldn't let Mads' sacrifice be in vain - she had to do her part, even if it meant facing her demons... if it meant facing that night again... that place again...

"Thanks," Nancy said, taking the bag of money from Rosie. Her stomach twisted as she thought of the Lotus Hotel again. Once they got there, they wouldn't need money anymore. The hotel saw that all of its 'guests' had unlimited funds. Nancy had left her Lotus Hotel and Casino card behind when the Romans rescued her and Mads from the hotel; she had an odd feeling that she'd be given back that same exact card when she returned. And that feeling of being sick returned to her stomach. She felt like she was about to puke or faint or collapse to the ground or both. There was a soft ringing sound in her ears and Nancy did her best to take deep breaths, to try to force the feeling to pass.

Zeke then joined them, handing Nancy another bag - she now had the money, her own bag, and now a bag of supplies from Zeke. Being Roman, Nancy didn't complain. She was well within her carrying capacity. "Actually, Joanie's in charge of the money," Nancy said, but her heart wasn't really in the joke. Zeke then lowered his voice, asking Nancy if she was sure she wanted to do this.

"Want has nothing to do with it. If I don't go, you'll fail. And I won't accept that. Rome won't accept it," Nancy replied quietly. "If you fail, then Mads will die for nothing," she then finished, her voice scarcely audible.

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🌈 Leda Storm 🌈

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Location: NYC Cab - Pier
Skills: Superhuman Speed, Sword-Fighting, Agility, Driving (Car)

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To Leda, the taxi ride was going to feel like it'd take a small eternity anyways. It was one of the downsides of being a speedster - the world seemed to go in slow motion most of the time. It was probably part of why Leda loved going on quests - those moments where the adrenaline in her body spiked, when she could focus on slaying monsters, it didn't bother her as much how slow everything else seemed to be. This happened to be one of those moments. Leda, being a young female, was always paying attention to the cabbie during a drive. She didn't like one bit the creepy smile on his face - or the fact that he was clearly about to drive them inside a larger truck to kidnap them. Or the fact that the Mist was concealing his true form - a fucking cyclops.

"Oh Hades no," Leda commented, tugging her necklace off faster than the eye could see. Her necklace transformed into her glowing celestial bronze sword, Ultraviolet, shimmering a faint shade of red. She didn't spend the time to think about what would happen with the car. No, instead she stabbed through the seat, wounding the cyclops. Leda continued to move at superspeeds, stabbing again and this time turning the driver into confetti. "'Scuse me, luvs," Leda said, as the car began to swerve out of control. She awkwardly climbed her way on over the seats, dropping herself down into the driver's seat that was still covered in monster dust, and taking control of the vehicle.

Luckily, Leda knew how to drive.

She turned the wheel sharply, going away from the creepy truck, and instead taking them the rest of the way to the pier, where she stopped the car. "Okay, everyone out! First monster of the quest already, 'course it had to be a fucking cyclops, when is it not a cyclops?"

🌠 Once Upon A Time 🌠(Concluded)

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Megan Pendragon

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Location: Atlantica
Skills: N/A

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Megan had to stop herself from snorting, when the Council then added that they would more or less be dealing with Hook on their own. It sounded like the reinforcements they'd be receiving would be fairly minimal. Megan hadn't been expecting that, but then again, she didn't have a favorable view of most government officials. She figured that they were all either corrupt or incompetent, so them being sent off to more or less take care of Hook by themselves? That wasn't ultimately shocking.

The group left the room and then returned to the throne room, where Eric spread out a map and pointed out the island Hook was operating from - Neverland. "If he's on Neverland, can't we just... ask Peter Pan and the Lost Boys to handle him?" Megan asked. Everything seemed to exist here, so she assumed that Peter Pan did as well. She did however hope that no one was singing racist songs about indigenous people there, that was something that could stay within the realm of a horrible racist choice made by Disney (one of many).

What If?

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Jade & Guin

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"Ten minutes should be suffice. The fate of the world can change in a matter of seconds," Jade said pointedly. She knew that Thalia must've been nervous, but there was no point in dreading what was to come. The fact of the matter was that Thalia had one of the most useful power sets present. Not only could she scout ahead in 10 minute increments, she could wind back time and allow them to regain precious seconds - enough time to perhaps avert the impending nuclear apocalypse and save millions of lives. They didn't really need Thalia to be able to go back minutes - just a few seconds would be enough.

"Dusk should be fine - provided Magneto doesn't decide to end the world beforehand," Jade then commented. As far as she knew, Magneto had yet to do a full scale assault on the surviving X-Men in the tunnels. However, they also had never done a full scale assault on Magneto before; anything was possible. There was an eastern wind flowing through the air, beckoning change and doom. Jade just didn't know who for.

Guin didn't have any objections with anything being said. She was fine working with Cass and Mary - she trusted both of them. The black cloud of depression and trauma though was ever present in her mind. Cass and Mary were both strong and powerful; Guin wasn't someone capable of brute force, she had to either steal someone's body or find a way to use her wits in order to fight. It also wasn't lost on her that she could be killed so easily, without anyone to look after her body. But Guin didn't care if she died at this point. She was so so incredibly tired.

"Yeah, that all sounds fucking peachy to me," Guin said nonchalantly. She looked briefly at those she had suffered through this nightmare with, wondering if she would see them alive again after this. She knew that her odds of making it through this were pretty slim. She wondered if Pietro would be okay without her - if he would be fine when she was dead and gone.

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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@BlueSky44@Kirah@Nallore@Natsu

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EARTH 257 - 8:00 PM Nov. 14th, 2021 - Genosha

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The Waiting Grove -

Raynor couldn't help but be surprised as Sparky reached out and took his hand. He didn't reject the gesture, instead giving her a comforting squeeze. He was incredibly exhausted from everything that was happening and while it had seemed like a good idea to push Sparky away from him to keep her safe, he didn't have the mental drive to continue with that sort of behavior. He just wanted to keep her safe no matter what; and hurting her emotionally wasn't exactly going to accomplish that. He felt a bit sheepish. He definitely owed her a million apologies, if not more than that.

Bob Banner also looked considerably nervous. He had hoped that he'd be reunited with his kid one day, but that didn't mean he knew what to do or what to say here. He had sent her to another reality where she could have a chance at a normal life, where she wouldn't be endangered for being the child of the Hulk, where no one would want to hunt her. But he hadn't been able to make the trip with her. He hadn't been able to be there for his kid, just hoping someone else could take care of her in his place. "I... I imagine you want an explanation," Bob said. "As to why I sent you away... It was for your protection. We were on the run from SWORD, they sent assassins and kidnappers and eventually, I didn't have much of a choice... It was long before Genosha decided to grant me refuge, so I sent you to another world so you could have a chance to grow up safe and happy - to be away from me and my... my baggage."

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Flynn -

Hawkeye laughed slightly. "Damn, you must've really hit your head, Flynn. Go see Agent Chase, she's just down the hall," Hawkeye instructed. As if on queue, a light would flick on, shining directly at a doorway labeled medical towards the end of the hall. The sealed door continued to have something pounding up against it, and if Flynn listened in closely, he could hear what sounded like someone screaming, pleading to be let out.

And then suddenly, everything was quiet and still - the pounding and the shrieking stopped.

"You okay?" Hawkeye asked.

Bonnie -

The halls of the asylum were not empty - they were filled with people who Bonnie had known and lost. She instantly picked out Tinley amongst the walking dead, and Bonnie's stomach swirled with guilt. She didn't think about Tinley as often as she would have liked to - and each time her thoughts turned to their dead friend, Bonnie couldn't help but feel ashamed. They should have protected her better - they should have saved her. Across the hall from Tinley was Bonnie's dead husband, James.

Bonnie could see the owl up ahead, but she couldn't help herself. "James?" she called out softly, walking up to him.

He looked just like she remembered - right down to the fatal wounds that had stolen him from her. She reached out and gently cupped his hand in her own. "I've missed you so so much... I still love you, even now," she promised.

James took her hand. "Oh Bonnie..." he paused. He tossed her hand aside cruelly. "How could I ever love my unfaithful bitch of a wife?" he snapped. "How long was it till you went running into the arms of that OMEN boy? Was I even in the ground yet?!"

Amelia -

"Oh, I'm nobody important," Captain Marvel said, smiling slightly. "The real question is... Who are you?" she asked. She put down the movie she had been holding, before starting to browse through the shelves again. She picked up another one and looked at it, and Amelia was shocked to see her own face on the cover. Amelia glanced around the store and realized, to her horror and confusion, she was on the cover of every movie there.

They were all about her.

"Um, I'm Aero - or Amelia, if you're nasty - Avenger. Best damn pilot the world's ever seen and also an incredible air manipulator, like best in the biz, that's the sort of level that I'm on. But... I don't recall ever making a movie or something, all of these flicks are about me? That's fucking creepy as shit, mate. But... It is my head and all, so I s'pose this makes sense? If they're all about me... Then I guess these are my memories. Available for rental with a popcorn and a bit of candy thrown in if you have the right coupon..."

"Do you even want to watch these?" Captain Marvel asked, picking up one and grimacing slightly. "They don't all have a happy ending."

"Honestly... I think I like the way I am," Amelia said.

"Mm, good," Captain Marvel said. "Then you won't mind if I burn this place to the ground? Been needing to let off some steam."

Cass -

The stairs seemed to morph into something else, as Cass descended them. She didn't seem to be at the Triskelion anymore. Instead, it looked like she was in Stark Tower, still climbing down the staircase. But at the next landing, she would not be alone. A metal monstrosity awaited her. "Virginia, you have returned at last... I see your programming is intact," Ultron said, his voice strangely taunting despite being robotic and even.

"I need you to kill him for me," Ultron said, before motioning to his right. There, bound and gagged, was Agent Matt Moss. He had two black eyes, his face swollen and puffy. His shirt was ripped, exposing barely healed wounds and scars. "You can do that, can't you?"

Maria -

"This is freaky," the other Maria said, having followed Maria out into the hallway. The red glowing was continuing to grow stronger and stronger, just as Maria herself was beginning to fade more and more. The other Maria then paused for a moment, looking at her hands, before looking at Maria again. "I think you're dying," the other Maria said, her eyes rolling into the back of her head. "I think I'm killing you."

The other Maria then lunged forward. She grabbed Maria by the neck and held her up, forcing her up against the wall. With contact, Maria was fading even more rapidly now - she fully looked like a ghost, rather than a real human. And the other Maria was seemingly becoming more and more real, more and more tangible. "Say goodbye, Maria."

Oliver -

Thanos chuckled, holding a gigantic double-bladed sword in his hand. Blood was smeared across his face - not his, it was never his. He walked closer to Oliver, without any trace of fear in him as to what the speedster might do. He simply didn't see Oliver, his prodigal son, as a threat; or at least, that was what Thanos wanted people to believe. For if he didn't see Oliver as a threat, then why unleash hell and fury all over a little prophecy that Thane would kill his father?

"The work that had to be done, child," Thanos said confidently. "You cost these people their lives, hiding among them. I had no desire to kill these people. You forced my hand, Thane. Run and know that wherever I find you, I will burn it to the ground again. The choice is yours."

Niah -

The Niah didn't let go. The other Niahs turned and started to stare at the pair, but they weren't moving just yet. "Why do you get to be the one that's real?" the Niah continued, tightening her grip. Even though this was all inside of Niah's head, it would feel incredibly real. "I fought against Ultron, I watched my friends die, I lost the woman I love.... And it meant nothing... My pain is the only thing that remains. Your friends... They're cheap copies of the people I LOVE!" the Niah raised her voice, screaming now.

"WHY DO YOU GET TO BE THE ONE WHO LIVES? WHY MUST WE SUFFER AND WATCH INSIDE OF YOUR MIND? WHAT GIVES YOU THE RIGHT, NIAH?!"

Matt -

"Dad, what are you doing?"

When Matt turned around, he would see that he wasn't alone after all. There was a young boy standing behind him, looking maybe twelve or so years old - somewhere around middle school or late elementary. He had curly black hair and intelligent eyes. He wasn't dressed to be on a submarine, wearing a Hawaiian shirt and khakis.

The cracks continued to form on the walls of the glass, but now Matt could also see what was causing them. Every minute, in a sort of rhythmic beat, a tentacle would appear and slam against the submarine, threatening to crack the vessel open like an egg.

X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽

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Guin Stark

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Location: New York City Defenders HQ
Skills: N/A

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While the room itself was relatively quiet, with clipped conversations and short words, Guin and Pietro were in a much more lively conversation taking place via their psychic rapport. To those looking at Guin, she would seem to be a little bit shaken, but doing her best to hide it and put on a brave face. Each thing that had come to pass would be distressing on its own; but all of it summed together was an avalanche of emotion and confusion that Guin felt powerless against.

I don’t know. It’s like there’s a million different things going through my head at once - like a bomb threatening to explode. I remember your father ripping out my eye - but I know that can’t have happened, not to me…. Not to this me.

...Huh. That's weird... Strangest thing I had was to literally just want to murder everyone in the room... Not weird memory things...

Yeah. I don’t know what’s going on and I don’t like that. If my mind isn’t safe…. If our minds aren’t safe…

...So not much we can do then to combat what's going on. Fun.

Not with an incompetent telepath, no, Guin replied bitterly. Her skills as a telepath had improved a lot, but Guin was used to being pretty much perfect at everything she tried (well, science and engineering-wise). She was a prodigy, a successful nepotism baby, a genius - but when it came to her mutant power, Guin always found herself lacking. She felt she was average in every sense of the way on good days; completely incompetent on bad ones.

You aren't an incompetent telepath...

Mm, if I weren’t, then I could fix whatever was happening

Not necessarily! You don't know that.

Oh really?

Yes really!

Guin paused, turning her attention to the conversation happening in the physical plane. "I don't think running into any of our doppelgangers is something to be excited about, Annie," Guin cautioned. The Annie in this world was probably some sort of twisted murderer or something - everything here was horrible, she didn't see any reason why Annie's good nature would have been spared.

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Runa Baldurdattir

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Location: New York City Defenders HQ
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Bethany ripped off the bandaid, something Runa hadn't even known if she would have had the courage to do herself. Her eyes were misty with tears. Lance really didn't have the slightest clue who they were, although he did remember Pietro - as his murderer. How could she ask him to travel in the same company as Pietro - how was that anything but cruel? It didn't matter if Pietro had killed him or not, Lance believed that he had, and Runa didn't want to hurt him.

"She tells the truth - we are not from this world. Our Pietro is not your slayer; and you are not his victim," Runa said, doing her best to keep her words steady and even, in order to calm Lance. "I should not ask this of you, but I need you to be brave. I need you to breathe in deeply for me. If you do not want to travel in his company, then I will not make you - we can go separately and attend to other affairs."

The Gifted - Concluded

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@Nallore@BlueSky44@Achronum@Trainerblue192@Kirah

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Genosha: August 3rd, 2021 - 1:10 PM

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Veil & Casper & Sunshine

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Location: Various
Skills: Mediumship

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Outside the Hospital...

"You.... I'm sorry, what?" Ben said, looking at Casper, before then looking at James. "Let me talk to James, I need to make sure that this is real and you didn't just... steal a baby or something," Ben insisted. He was incredibly concerned and incredibly confused.

"We did not steal a baby!" Casper whisper-hissed. "We filled out the piece of paper that Stacy X asked us to and got Danny fair and square. Plus, he's so adorable. I know that doesn't relate to your concerns, but you should really consider how cute he is."

Meanwhile, inside Bee chuckled a bit, looking up from her work. "I guess we're becoming best friends," she said sweetly. "Um, umbrella, umbrella... I don't actually know if we have any around, usually a weather manipulator just comes around and clears things up and..." Bee's voice trailed off. She glanced outside the window, seeing that the downpour had suddenly stopped. "Oh, there we go! Looks like it'll be a beautiful day now."

Outside the House of M...

The two girls were being completely and utterly adorable. Of course, such cute things could only be allowed to go on without interruption for only a short period of time - the universe, having seen this potential drama resolve, decided that it had to come up with MORE potential drama. Andy and Zari would hear the crows before they saw them - a group of three, with string tied to one foot on each crow, and the other end supporting a heavy package. The package looked like some sort of parcel, wrapped in black silk and tied with a grey bow.

The crows then came to a rest on a nearby stone, staring expectantly at Andy. One of them then pecked at strings and at the bow sealing the parcel and it came undone, revealing a fitted gothic outfit, a crown of black thorns, and a small skull with glowing blue orbs in its eye sockets.

"Hail, Luna Minor, daughter of the dark priestess, the demon huntress, goddess of the moon, immortal mother of mutants.... Selene!"

The crows then picked up the crown in their beaks, leaving the outfit and the skull on the stone, and flew over to Andy, placing the crown of thorns on her head. The rain then suddenly stopped, the sun now shining up ahead.

Bar Sinister...

Sinister snorted slightly, at Jack's comment that Selene might've been losing her hair - well, all the Sinisters snorted a bit at that. "Hmm, she might need to go get a snack sooner or later then, suppose she is getting rather old in the face these days," Sinister Prime joked. Though privately, he was a bit concerned at the idea of Selene losing hair - hadn't she just eaten a bunch of ghosts the other day when the island had been attacked? What was that witch up to?

"Right, right, the cure for your mother," another Sinister said, before motioning for Jack to follow him. "Unfortunately, her disease is incurable," he said. "So to work around it, we'll need to replace the broken bits - her body..."

The Sinisters lead Jack through a maze of sorts, before they came upon a room filled with strange glowing tubes that sort of looked like bacta tanks from Star Wars. Inside the tanks, Jack would see people floating, some of them he would recognize - some of the Stepford Cuckoos, Emma Frost, Jean Grey (or was it Maddie Pryor, it was always impossible to tell...), Havok....

And over in the left hand side, there was a tube containing a perfect clone of his mother. "All we need to do is put her mind into this new body - as simple as transferring over your files onto a new laptop, so you can throw the old one down the body chute," Sinister said cheerfully.

Hellfire Bay...

"Sure, don't see why not - Mongoose and Flower Child might get along," Renegade said. She did feel bad about what was going to happen to her granddaughter, if she died. She paused for a moment, before looking at Miranda. "If anything happens to me...When it happens to me... You'll look after Flower Child, right? I love Val, but she's a shit parent. And I doubt Jackie or Cas would be any better," Ellie admitted. She didn't think any of her children were really ready to take care of a child. Maybe they'd do better to start off with something small, like a fish. Or a sack of flour.

Mongoose made her way on over to them. "Are we leeeeaving now?" The rain then stopped all of the sudden, the sun shining up above them. Someone with weather control powers must've cleared up the brewing storm.

Magda Eisenhard Memorial Housing Complex - Max's Room...

Pixie thought for a moment. "Well, you're making a new spell - trying out some new magic - so.... I think as long as the location feels right to you - feels meaningful - then it's a good place to do this," she said. "If you just care about privacy, there's this gigantic tree that I've found on the island that's hollow on the inside, and it's like the size of a house... That could be a cool spot."

Marrow snorted slightly, seeing a bowl of marrow stew at her feet. "Damn, if only you could do magic like that all the time," she commented. As much as she was sweetly in love with Sunshine, Marrow could be an asshole at times. She bent down and picked up the bowl, before slurping it down. "Shit. That was fucking amazing."

Sunshine giggled a little bit at her wife's humor. But then she got focused on the task at hand again. Max didn't really seem to know much of what he was doing, which was slowly killing the little bit of hope she had that Ben would make it back okay - that Waverley and Kris and Erg and Sapphire.... and Illyana would make it back okay. She dreamed of a world where they didn't have to worry about humans stealing their lives anymore - where they could actually be free.

"So... You have a special tree you can use, then," Sunshine said. "Is that magicky enough for you?" she asked Max.

Outside the Magda Eisenhard Memorial Housing Complex...

Outside, the sky was a gorgeous shade of blue, and the sun was shining down on them. Veil squinted, her eyes adjusting to the light after the darkness of New Orleans. The ground was damp from freshly fallen rain, making everything a little bit slippery. Veil paused for a moment, thinking about where James and Casper could be. If they were only looking for Casper, Veil would've guessed he'd be at the Green Lagoon, drinking himself into an early grave. For James, Veil imagined he would've been somewhere on the island helping those in need. But the two of them together? Her mind was blanking.

"Not sure - hopefully they aren't fucking right now," Veil commented dryly. "Let's go to the Green Lagoon, see if they're there. And if they aren't, we can ask a telepath to track them down for us. There's bound to be a telepath there. Can't throw a rock on this island without hitting one."

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

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☀️ Nancy Parker ☀️

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Location: Camp Half-blood: Praetor Tent
Skills: N/A

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Nancy was surprised as Danielle hugged her - she hadn't thought they were that close. Nancy wasn't the most hug-friendly of people - sure, she hugged Mads and Niah, but that was different. There was a bond between the three of them that defied description, going beyond the normal bounds of just friendship into something else entirely, something as beautiful as it was weird. She awkwardly hugged Danielle back, grateful the hug hid her face from Danielle, so Danielle couldn't see how confused Nancy looked. She replaced her confusion with a smile though as she pulled away from the embrace. "You're going to do great," Nancy said.

She glanced over at Leandra, having heard the muffled sounds trying to come from her, and Nancy rolled her eyes. "Gag me with a fucking spoon," she muttered under her breath. But then the mask of duty slid over Nancy's face again. "Right. I should get going then. Take care, Danielle - may the gods be with you," Nancy said, slinging her bag over her shoulder, and holding out her arm slightly for Joanie to perch on, before heading back to the Big House.

One step closer to her living nightmare...

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🌈 Leda Storm 🌈

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Location: NYC Cab
Skills: N/A

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Leda climbed into the cab with Arthur and Kiera, wondering briefly what sort of thing to be prepared for next on this adventure. She'd never really fought monsters underwater before - maybe that was something to mention to Chiron as something to improve upon. That could be fun. And it would be pretty hot, with everyone's hair floating around them, sweeping upwards. Of course, she knew she could probably do this privately with Kiera.... and at that point, Leda decided she wasn't going to mention this to Chiron at all. It'd be more fun if it were just the two of them.

"Could always start playing two truths and a lie to pass the time," Leda offered. Quests were exciting, but they could also be pretty boring too. Games were often needed - at least, they were in Leda's experience. She was easily bored with things. If nothing stimulating was happening, then she needed to find something else to focus on. It was one of the curses of being a speedster and a demigod - a healthy dose of ADHD.

🌠 Once Upon A Time 🌠(Concluded)

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Megan Pendragon

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Location: Atlantica
Skills: N/A

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Megan was a bit surprised at first to hear that in exchange for aid, Atlantica needed help with Captain Hook. She had never really thought of Hook as being an effective villain - his nemesis was a young boy in tights who could fly, hardly the most threatening of people - that or the ticking crocodile. But then again, the more she thought about it, it wasn't actually that surprising - of course this war council would want something in exchange for help. Nothing was ever truly free.

"That's fine," Megan said. Taking down Hook wasn't what she had come here to do, but he was trading in slaves from what they understood, so he needed to be handled anyways. He couldn't be allowed to continue to act that like, to treat people like they were just property. The sooner he was eliminated, the better; the sooner all men like him were eliminated, rather.

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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@BlueSky44@Kirah@Nallore@Natsu

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EARTH 257 - 7:50 PM Nov. 14th, 2021 - Genosha

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The Healing Gardens -

Bob looked at Oliver for a moment, a little confused with what Oliver was saying. "I, uh... I need to go see her. I'm sorry, doc," he then added to Reyes, since he had come to help, before leaving the Healing Gardens and rushing out into the Waiting Grove.

The Waiting Grove -

Eye-Boy shrugged. "Magic stuff, maybe? Your guess is as good as mine," he said, answering Cass. If he had known what the red aura surrounding them all meant, then he would've offered some sort of explanation. But as it stood, it was just something that he could see around them, something mysterious and ominous. And the longer he looked at them, the more he realized that it was slowly growing in intensity each minute.

There was a hint of a smile on Professor X's lips, but it quickly vanished. "Thank you, child - but this requires the steady hand of an experienced telepath. It is one thing to copy someone's power - another thing entirely to understand it and use it," he cautioned.

Before much more could be said though, a man rushed out of the healing grove, looking at all of them with bewilderment. He took in the people present, mostly focusing on the women of the group, before his gaze settled on Sparky. She had the same exact eyes as her mother. He knew then in his bones that it was her. That she was his daughter. His eyes started to tear up. "Um, I'm..."

There was a beat. Professor X looked at Sparky, before returning to look at Bob. "X-Men, that will be all. Those of you in need of psychic healing, please follow me. Bob.... Good luck."

Bob nodded, still looking at Sparky. The X-Men left the area, going off to go find some dinner most likely, as Professor X lead the Secret Warriors (minus Darcy, Raynor, and Sparky) back into the Healing Gardens. There, he instructed them all to lie down and bade for them to clear their minds. He instructed them that they needed to restore their minds to proper order, which most likely would mean overcoming a series of psychic obstacles, but that he would be available if any of them needed help. He could not astrally project into everyone's mind at once though, so only his voice would be present.

Meanwhile, still in the waiting grove - "Um, I'm... I'm Bob Banner," Bob said, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly. "And, um... I think you're my daughter - my Lana."

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Flynn -

When Flynn opened his eyes next, he would find himself in what looked like a military bunker. His mind would be clear of the effects of the drugs - but his memories still all scrambled. In this military bunker, he was specifically in what looked to be a hallway. Doors lined it on either side, one of which had a warning written on it - DANGER. DO NOT OPEN. And as fate would have it, there was a distinct pounding sound coming from the other side of that one door.

"Why, if it isn't the ex-witch hunter," a man with hearing aids and a bow slung across his back said, coming down the hallway. "If you're looking for wooden stakes, we're fresh out, Agent."

Bonnie -

Bonnie opened her eyes. She took in her surroundings and her breath halted. She recognized where she was - well, where her mind decided she was. She knew that all of this wasn't real. But it still wasn't any easier to be back within the walls of the asylum she had once been confined to. Bonnie stood up from the bed she had been laying down on, inspecting herself. She was wearing a hospital gown and any sign of her baby bump was gone. She could feel something digging into her shoulder though - what felt like talons.

A gigantic barn owl was sitting on her shoulder, and Bonnie's heart twitched at seeing it. "Athena...?"

The barn owl hooted, before flying off and out of the room.

"Wait!" Bonnie shouted, running after the owl.

Amelia -

When Amelia opened her eyes, she found herself... inside a Blockbuster video store? "Woah... The inside of my mind is some sort of DVD rental shop?" Amelia murmured. DVDs didn't exist in the Iron, but they were still around in the Blue. People in the Blue tended to be distrustful of technology that originated in the Iron, and their inventors were disorganized at best, so things tended to be a little bit behind the rest of the world there. Most movies Amelia had seen actually came from Europe - New Asgard even had a cute little film studio she adored.

"Ooo, this looks fun," a blonde woman said, dressed in a snazzy red-and-blue suit, with a brown aviator jacket over it.

Somewhere in Amelia's head, she knew this woman - but at the same time, she had no idea who she was. "Sorry, but... Who the bloody hell are you, mate?" Amelia asked.

Cass -

When Cass opened her eyes, she would find herself at the Triskelion, dressed in a traditional SHIELD agent uniform. The sun was shining outside, coming in through the glass walls of the building. But while everything was as she remembered it, there was something strange - there was no one walking through the hallways, no one standing in the conference rooms, no one checking their phone for a text by the elevators.

Cass would then receive a message on her communicator: THE BASEMENT. NOW.

Maria -

When Maria opened her eyes, she would find herself back in her childhood bedroom - her childhood from the main reality, Earth-666. Everything would be exactly as she had left it. From the windows, she would be able to see that it was raining gently outside. And from somewhere in the house, she could hear the sound of commotion - her little sister maybe?

But most bizarrely, Maria wasn't alone in the room. Sitting across from her, mirroring her poses, was... herself. This other Maria was glowing a faint red. Meanwhile, Maria herself (the original Maria, the real Maria) was becoming strangely translucent, the light beginning to pass through her body, like she was becoming a ghost.

Oliver -

When Oliver opened his eyes, it would be to a tragedy. He was sitting alone in the ruins of what had once been Cardiff. Alien spaceships hovered above the city. No bombs were dropping however, as everything was already gone, reduced to smoldering rubble. Fires raged unattended in some places, with no one present to douse them. Bodies littered the street - some of them wearing uniforms, indicating military or police, but mostly innocent civilians, including children.

In Oliver's hand, he would find himself clutching a bloody teddy bear.

A shadow loomed over him. From behind, an alien spoke - "Was it worth it, Thane?" Thanos asked.

Niah -

When Niah opened her eyes, she would find herself in a gigantic library - one that would surely rival the Library of Alexandria, or even the one from Beauty and the Beast. The library was quiet and the lighting was low. There was a sort of musty smell in the air, the sort that comes from books that have been left alone for decades without being touched. On the counter of the help desk, there was a bell with a note next to it, in plain script - DO NOT RING THE BELL.

Suddenly, Niah would hear someone coughing. If she looked up, she would see... herself, at the top of a tall ladder, reaching for a book on the shelf.

But if that wasn't weird enough, Niah would spot two more Niahs in other spots of the library, all reaching for something they could not quite grasp.

Matt -

When Matt opened his eyes, the first thing he would likely notice would be the flickering lights. The overhead lighting kept going in and out, little bzzts coming from the fixtures each time the bulb struggled to come back to life. Everything was bathed in an eerie blue glow and there didn't seem to be much of any sort of natural light source. But as Matt took in his surroundings, he would realize he was on a boat - and not just any boat...

He was on a submarine.

A red alarm began to blare.

And cracks started to form on the glass of one of the windows.

The X-Men of Earth-257

• Firestorm
• Syphon
• Eye-Boy
• Wolverine
• Colossus
• Nightcrawler
• Cerebella
• Manifold