Morose

X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽

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Guin Stark

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Location: Stark Tower
Skills: Telepathy

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Guin closed her eyes, concentrating on Pietro as he ran throughout the tower. Ordinarily, she might've just waited for him to get back and report, but she didn't want to waste time. Instead, she used their telepathic rapport to see through his eyes, taking in all of the information he was collecting at the very same time that he did. The first few times she had tried sensory scrying, she had gotten a bad case of motion sickness; and while she didn't collapse to the ground, her head still felt like it was spinning. There wasn't much of anything important on the upper few levels, but once Pietro got to the lower floors - the living quarters for some of the staff and guests - that changed.

It looked almost ransacked down there - holes in the walls, objects thrown about, papers littering the floor. Either there had been a huge fight or everyone had suffered from a mental breakdown before evacuating. Guin focused, making sure to speak through her body. "JARVIS, is there anything recording what happened on the lower living floors of the tower?" Guin asked. Babe, any chance you can figure out what happened down there? Guin then asked Pietro.

I mean I can try... Why Guina?

I've just got a bad feeling about this.

JARVIS pulled up a few recordings and Guin re-focused, sliding her active mind back into her own body, perceiving things through her own senses. The first recording JARVIS played was dated not too long after the Battle of New York, and it showed the Avengers struggling with their grief, devolving into fighting amongst themselves. The next recording was years later, and Guin's heart shuddered slightly. Quicksilver and the Brotherhood came to attack the tower, endangering Pepper's life - and then something happened that Guin couldn't quite perceive, forcing everyone to scatter and leave. "I..." Guin shook her head slightly.

She didn't even realize where she was going until she had stepped into her childhood bedroom at the tower, closing the door behind her and sliding down to the ground. She concentrated on her breathing, breathing in and out, in and out, doing her best not to sink again from the tidal wave of overwhelming feelings. Her room looked like it had been untouched, an eerie time capsule of a person that Guin hadn't been in a long time. From the looks of the room, Guin had barely been a teenager the last time she had been here.

N-never mind, JARVIS showed me what happened.

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Runa Baldurdattir

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Location: Stark Tower
Skills: N/A

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It then occurred to Runa that this Lance would know the events that had led to the abandonment of this tower. She was a bit confused as to why he said that the tower was left in a hurry. As far as she was aware, there was plenty of time for the tower to be sorted once Tony Stark had died. Or was Lance referring to the hurried evacuation when her uncle attacked Midgard? "What do you mean, they all left in a hurry? I am sorry - my Midgardian history is rather... spotty." She also knew the history of a different timeline, but Runa didn't point that out.

She nodded at Lance's question about the ship. "Yes, we have a craft that ought to be repaired. I imagine one of Yggdrasil's branches damaged it..." Runa trailed off. She thought of the universe as an Asgardian would - she thought of the world tree as the basis of reality, and slipping in between its branches as a gateway to other universes. "Though... I suppose perhaps we could ask Asgard for a vessel."

The Gifted - Concluded

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@Nallore@BlueSky44@Achronum@Trainerblue192@Kirah

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Genosha: August 3rd, 2021 - 1:40 PM

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Veil & Casper & Sunshine

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Location: Various
Skills: Mediumship

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Bar Sinister...

One of the Sinisters sighed, slumping his shoulders slightly. It was unclear whether the Sinister was actually sad about Renegade being sick, his inability to cure her properly, or that Jack just wouldn't let the question go. "She has a deadly, mutated variant strain of M-Pox," Sinister finally said. "I've named it X-Pox, as in Essex Pox after myself of course for its discovery."

Another Sinister then jumped in. "It's incurable. And if we can't fix it, then there's no one else out there in the world who can," he commented. "Not even one of those nasty Hank McCoy variants could do it. Face it, sonny, your mother's body is doomed. Better to prune it away before it can mutate even further and find a way to spread..."

Renegade's (Rebuilt) Apartment...

Renegade shrugged off Moneta's apologetic look - she really didn't mind. She loved using her powers for little things like that anyways - it made her feel alive. Sure, using her powers for the betterment of mutantkind was also fulfilling, but in a different way. It was nice to just do things for fun, not because lives depended on it. She led them inside to her apartment and opened it up. Flower Child was still off elsewhere on the island and wouldn't be home for a bit, so Moneta, Mongoose, and Renegade had the place to themselves.

Most of Renegade's things had survived, so it looked pretty similar to how Moneta had seen it last - only the drawings Flower Child had made were gone. They'd been lost in the attack on the island. But already there was one new drawing up, depicting what looked like the Heroes of Genosha saving the kids of the Akademos from strange monsters the size of skyscrapers.

"Make yourself at home," Renegade said with a shrug.

Outside the Hospital...

People didn't usually think of Casper as the observant type - he had a reputation for being easily distractible. But that was the paradox that was at his core - in order to speed off topic so easily and so quickly, Casper couldn't help but notice the little things, the tiny moments. They usually sparked a new train of thought in his head, abandoning the big things in favor of the small. And here and now, Casper immediately noticed the way that James tensed up - the way James' entire body screamed we are in danger. Casper shifted his stance immediately, stepping out slightly in front of James, in order to do his best to protect him and make it clear to the world that no one was getting to his husband without a fight.

"I... I think maman can handle Danny," Casper said, trying to project an aura of calm now for James. That more or less resulted in Casper's fingers being twitchy and jittery, and him not being able to settle into a comfortable stance. "And sure, let me just think that back," Casper paused, before thinking as loud as he could the thought that James had asked him to give.

The reply then came (in only Casper's mind) - "Thanks. See you then. And got it, let James know we won't do any other telepathic calls."

"Okay, Veil says okay, and they won't use telepathy to contact you anymore," Casper explained. "So... to the apartment complex then? Maman will hopefully be there, so we can give Danny to her..."

Max's Apartment...

Sunshine paused for a moment, before blurting out. "Where the hell are we going to find a bunch of candles people aren't needing?" she asked. The only candles she could think of at the moment on the island were in heavy use, helping to provide lighting for those whose shelters did not currently have power, or acting as portions of memorials to the fallen 198 mutants lost in the attack.

Pixie snorted slightly. "I can handle getting us candles, can just pop on over to John Lewis and rummage up some," she said, referencing a home goods chain local in the UK. She didn't mention anything about paying, but perhaps it was best not to ask. Pixie giggled slightly at Harry's curiosity, before blowing a puff of pink dust into his face - and suddenly, Harry would be hallucinating that everyone in the room had turned into a Sailor Moon style magical girl!

"I guess that's everything, then," Marrow commented with a shrug, before eating some more of the marrow stew. "Can't believe you're going to casually raise the dead, but whatever. If it works, you'll be a legend. More than that, actually. You'll be a god."

Outside the House of M...

The skull said nothing. Selene had instructed the skull to deliver the presents to Luna Minor, claim her as her daughter, and ensure that the spell of transformation was completed (which it seemed to have been, given her new status as an energy vampire). Selene had also mentioned not wanting to see Luna Minor just away, explaining some worry that her daughter might turn out to be an uninteresting flop, and that there'd be plenty of time for them to chat at the gala.

Zari, meanwhile, would be feeling just a little bit tired from Andy draining her - like Zari had been doing a light warm-up before a workout - tired but alert.

Outside the Green Lagoon...

"They'll meet you back at the apartment, and James doesn't want any future telepathy," No-Girl chimed into Veil and Spark Plug's minds. Veil thought a response back to Casper, telling him that they understood and would meet him there, and then No-Girl ended the connection. "Is that everything?" Martha asked, sounding a little bit impatient. Even though she was a floating brain in a jar, she still had things she wanted to do and people she needed to go see.

"Yes, thank you," Veil said. Martha then floated off inside the Green Lagoon. Veil shrugged at Callie's question about whether or not Casper had kidnapped a baby. "I'm guessing no, since James is with him? I don't think James would be cool with kidnapping," Veil said. She was pretty confident James would never kidnap someone - Casper she wasn't too sure about. "But we should head back to Max's place then, they'll meet us there and then we can see if Max can pull off a miracle on demand this time."

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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EARTH 257 - 8:20 PM Nov. 14th, 2021 - Genosha

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The Waiting Grove -

Bob Banner nodded, a chilly feeling then coming over him. He knew now why the universe had brought Lana here. It wasn't so that way he could see his daughter again, so that way he could know that she was safe and loved - no, it was so he could lose her all over again. He would have to cast her away into the multiverse, sending her far away. He would have to be the one to do it; he was the first one, to his knowledge, who had cracked the code of multiversal travel. "I'll get you home to her," Banner swore. "It'll take me a day or two to get the machine running again, but... I'll make sure it happens."

Raynor was grateful to hear that Bob would send them all back to Earth-666. His cousin had summoned an immense amount of dark magic in order to send him to Earth-666 last time, back when Sparky was just a little baby. He knew his cousin must've paid a dear price for that, one that he could never repay, no matter what he did. "Thanks... Bob," Raynor said. He wanted to let Sparky do most of the talking - this was her father, after all.

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Flynn -

Bonnie turned to look at Flynn again for a moment, an amused smile twitching on her lips. "No. You didn't cause my burns," Bonnie said. "The fire had started long before you arrived on the scene, Agent Flynn. It wasn't your fault," she then finished, turning her attention back to her work. There was a flash of light, and an engagement ring appeared on her finger - but then it was gone as soon as it had appeared.

"My pain is not your burden," she said again, breaking the silence. "It's mine," she stressed. She then turned her attention to him again. Suddenly, Flynn would see manifestations of burn wounds and scar on his own body. "What burdens you, Agent Flynn?"

Bonnie -

"What choice do I possibly have to make?" Bonnie asked, the question coming out harsher than she had meant it. She hadn't asked to have a goddess inside of her head - she hadn't ever been consulted as to whether or not she wanted these gifts from Athena. Part of her was grateful to not be dead, particularly on behalf of her unborn daughter - but at the same time, Bonnie couldn't help but be angry. Her autonomy had been violated. She didn't have agency in these godly affairs.

Athena's bright eyes flashed for a moment. "I saved you from death in Cardiff. And I have done so again. I gave you my blessing freely," Athena said. "But now, the choice is yours - become my champion and accept my quests. In return, I will give you more than just my blessing... I will give you my power."

Bonnie narrowed her eyes for a moment. She couldn't help but feel suspicious. Why would a goddess give away power, unless desperate? "What sort of quests?" Bonnie asked bluntly. "I find it hard to believe an immortal goddess would need me to do anything she couldn't do herself."

"I am the goddess of heroes," Athena chided. "I cannot undertake tasks that make and shape a heroine. I can make my will known through my chosen - through champions like you, Bonnie. If you accept, then you will have the power needed to save your friends... and to save the multiverse. I will not offer it again."

Amelia -

Captain Marvel got off of her feet. Something had been knocked loose in Amelia's mind - a stray memory, not from her life in the Blue, but from growing up in Australia. It was such a random memory too, not one that would be deemed important or significant to anyone else, but important to Amelia all the same. It was her going to a bookstore in her late teens, buying the new St. John Allerdyce novel. She had always loved those romance stories - which she knew seemed silly, as Amelia never cared about romance for herself.

But it gave her a moment of clarity - Amelia felt that life. And she couldn't bear to lose it. She couldn't bear to lose a single bit of herself. "Right, sheila, if it's a fight you want, it's one you'll bloody get," Amelia promised. Captain Marvel began to glow, flying at Amelia.

And Amelia flew right back at her, unflinching, focused. Her head was clear and her heart was certain. She wanted to remember - to remember all of it, this world and that world.

Cass -

"Your thoughts are scrambled and slippery, Cassandra - I need you to focus, focus on one thing, something important to you," Professor X's voice said, echoing around her. If Cass looked around her room, she would see the walls were rippling and morphing. At one point, she was in her childhood bedroom, then, a moment later it had turned into her college dorm, and then it kept shifting and shifting, flickering between different rooms that Cass had called her own throughout the years.

If she focused on it too long, it would become incredibly disorienting. If she listened, she could hear different people's voices calling out to her - Carolina, Matt, Bonnie, Tinley, her mother, her father, Guin.

Maria -

Things would begin to crystallize inside of Maria's mind. There was the strange red glow in her own hands. Slowly though, the glow began to solidify, until Maria was holding what looked like a gigantic ruby in front of her. Her memories of Earth-257, she somehow knew, were contained inside of it. Leaving the ruby behind would mean throwing away those memories, locking them up essentially. But if she kept the ruby, if she accepted the memories, then they would be hers forever.

The choice was now hers - to become a Maria of two worlds or to stay a Maria of one.

Oliver -

Niah -

"Isn't that why you're here?" a Niah chided. "To murder us?"

"Psychic surgery - just a pretty way to dress up sororicide," another Niah chimed in.

The Niah holding onto her had burst into tears, her grip loosening. Sometimes, love and compassion was the best way to address an issue - especially when arguing with fragments of your own psyche. By comforting this Niah, Niah had put an end - at least for now - to the violence. "I matter - we all matter," the Niah said hoarsely. "Don't let him kill us."

Matt -

The kid didn't seem too happy to hear Matt explain that he didn't have a son. His eyes narrowed a little bit in anger. "Wow, real mature, Dad," the kid said, rolling his eyes now. The tentacles continued to pound over and over again against the walls of the submarine. "And of course I know where the bridge is, duh," the kid then added. The submarine wouldn't be able to take much more.

The kid walked off to Matt's right, heading in the direction of what must've been the bridge. The kid climbed up a ladder of sorts to go to one of the higher levels of the submarine. Matt would hear the glass crack - rather than him instantly dying though, as physics would likely deem, Matt would have a chance at outrunning the violent gush of water sweeping into the submarine.

Or the tentacle reaching inside...

X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽

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Guin Stark

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Location: Stark Tower
Skills: N/A

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Guin didn't want to admit it, but she was a bit relieved that JARVIS didn't try to kill her on sight. She didn't need to contend with whatever that would do to her psyche, given that the AI had been one of the small handful of people actively involved in raising her as a child. It did make her sick though to hear the information he had, even though it was stuff she had mostly figured out already. She couldn't help but be angry at both the Avengers and Pepper and Happy for leaving Stark Tower in a mess like this; and for abandoning her after her abduction. She had never thought before that they had just been around her dad for the money, but now, she wasn't sure how else to explain it - how else they could throw everything away without a fight...

"Are there any Stark safe houses remaining in the city?" Guin asked JARVIS. She figured if any of them were still functioning, they could go crash there. In their reality, there were a few in cities around the world - she just didn't remember if any New York ones had been established prior to the formation of the Avengers. Unfortunately, JARVIS answered that there weren't any. They didn't have an easy, ready to use place to evacuate to.

"What equipment or tools are still left, then?" Guin asked. Maybe there'd be something they could use to fix either Danger or the ship. JARVIS answered that larger tools had been moved to a warehouse, whereas smaller ones might still be in the tower. "Pietro, can you rush around really quickly, see if you can find any tools?" Guin asked. She didn't know how much exploration she actually wanted to do of the tower - it felt like a tomb. A tomb that was threatening to bury her.

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Runa Baldurdattir

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Location: Stark Tower
Skills: N/A

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Runa was grateful to see that her plea had been clearly communicated to Edus. She felt so completely overwhelmed in this situation, like her throat was being crushed under the foot of a mighty bilgesnipe. She had never been faced with a situation quite like this before - having someone she cared about so dearly just ripped away from her without a moment's notice. Even when all of Asgard would berate her and whisper horrible things about her, at least they had known who she was. She was nothing to Lance now; and it was breaking her heart, as he was everything to her. She was several hundred years old, but developmentally Runa was a teenager, learning that her boyfriend had severe total amnesia.

She sniffled slightly as Edus worked his magic - and as it failed. "Thank you," she murmured quietly, the sense of hopelessness clear in her voice. She felt far more despondent than she had when her last boyfriend had broken up with her - the Greek god Apollo. She felt like she had imagined it, when that flicker of recognition was in Lance's eyes - her hopes were pretty much dead and gone, it was just wishful thinking, she rationalized it away...

She nodded quietly as Lance led the way down another direction from the others. They ended up in what looked like a lab area, and Runa had to pause for a moment. She knew almost nothing about Midgardian technology - she was still confused as to how phones and whatnot worked. "...I... I do not know what we are looking at, son of Banner," Runa admitted.

The Gifted - Concluded

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Genosha: August 3rd, 2021 - 1:30 PM

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Veil & Casper & Sunshine

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Location: Various
Skills: Mediumship

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Outside the Hospital...

Unfortunately, ghosts could not hear telepathy - so Ben had little to no idea what was going through Casper's mind as Casper's jaw dropped. "I didn't know Veil and Callie were telepaths," Casper said, looking at James for reassurance. He was definitely feeling overwhelmed, what with the new baby and the fact that Ben apparently was trying to come back from the dead - and let's be honest, Casper wasn't already the most logical of people on a good day. It just didn't occur to him that someone else was projecting their voices into their minds.

"Sooo.... It looks like Ben is telling the truth, which makes sense because you were always a horrible liar, no offense," Casper said. "Do we have time to help bring someone back from the dead when we have a baby though? Can we get a babysitter for that? Or I guess we could just ask Maman to watch after him, she might be a little mad she's a grandma because she's too fabulous to be old, but still..."

His voice trailed off. Casper was privately a little terrified. He loved Ben. What if something went wrong - what if they accidentally killed Ben again - like what if they destroyed him like whatever Selene had done when she ate up those ghosties?

"I'm a better liar than you are, bitch," Ben said, rolling his eyes.

Outside the House of M...

Andy had pulled herself away from Zarina, in order to not consume any of Zarina's precious life-force. As an Asgardian though, ironically Zarina would probably be one of the few people who would not be strongly hurt by a psychic vampire feeding briefly on them. It really did suck that all of this had to happen for Andy right here, right now - when she had finally managed to confess her feelings to Zari and find out that Zari had reciprocated. Today certainly had been a day of ups and downs - especially given Zari's fight with Magneto, in which he had decided to disown the valkyrie.

"NOT YET," the skull answered. The crows squawked expectantly at Andy. Her vision was blurring now. The wound the crows had caused had been healed by her new vampiric powers, but she had to replace that energy. If not with Zari's life force, then perhaps with the crows?

Outside the Green Lagoon...

If Martha had been something other than a floating brain in a jar, she might've rolled her eyes, twitched, or sighed slightly at the avalanche of thoughts coming in from Casper. They were disorganized and chaotic, some of them not even words, instead just being a series of images and vibes. "Oof... Your friend's mind is a disaster," Martha said into Callie and Veil's minds. "It's like a lost-and-found bin in there... Anyways, nothing's coming in from the other one. And the baby isn't going to respond either really."

"Wait, a baby?" Veil said, her eyes widening slightly. "That's what James and Casper were up to - is it their baby? Or is it someone else's baby nearby?" Veil asked. She couldn't imagine Casper as a parent, but she felt like James would be an amazing one. She just wasn't too sure whether Casper was really mature or thoughtful enough to raise someone - he seemed like a baby himself in a lot of ways.

"I'm not going to pry, that's gross - consent is important," Martha answered.

"... Fair," Veil said. All they could really do was pause and see if James would hopefully agree to come help them bring Ben back from the dead. Without them, this plan wouldn't work.

What If?

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Jade & Guin

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Jade nodded, listening to the intel that Pietro and Thalia had brought back for them. She was hopeful that the distraction would be large enough to draw out more than just the guards, but some of Magneto's inner circle as well. If not... Well, there was a reason everyone on this mission was ultimately expendable. They would either prevail or they would fall; but Jade was almost certain that either way, very few of them would make it out alive. She had to hope that these X-Men could handle seeing one of their own die and manage to persevere to finish the mission. "Grand. Thank you," Jade said, her words clipped as always.

Guin knew the rough plan and the groups. She was going with Mary and Cass once Pietro and Thalia had briefly scouted around inside of the base. She'd have to find someone to steal the body of and if she was lucky, her original body wouldn't be brutally murdered in the process. Part of her wanted Pietro to argue and fight to be in the same group as her. If she hadn't already felt so defeated, maybe she would've made that argument as well. But it was probably for the best this way. She didn't imagine he'd be able to bring himself to leave her original body behind, defenseless.

Thor, Hulk, and the Thing slip off from the group to go cause their distraction. It wasn't long until Jade heard the loud crash and the sound of violence, signaling that the distraction team was implementing the plan. She didn't doubt that those three would manage to survive whatever came next. They were built to last, for better or for worse. Jade quietly snuck inside of the facility, going through that opening that her and Cass had found earlier.

Guin couldn't help but wonder as well who from the distraction team would survive - but she figured it would be Banner. Of those three, he seemed impossible to kill. She doubted the destruction of the entire city would even leave a scratch on him. She hoped that for Lance's sake at least. She knew what it was like to lose a father. Guin followed after the others, making her way quietly and stealthily through that opening, and into the belly of the beast.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

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☀️ Nancy Parker ☀️

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

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Nancy rolled her eyes slightly at Bryan's request for her to keep Zeke out of trouble. She didn't think that Zeke needed her to do that; she thought he was fairly competent. The rest of the Greeks, Nancy had her doubts about. It was the entire Greek system really though that she had a problem with. Demigods were bound together through a common struggle, a pact that they reinforced in blood; it was only right for them to fight as a unit. With the Greek system prioritizing individual fighters... how could anyone trust anyone else in the group? How could you know that your brothers and sisters in arms had your back?

The rest of the Greeks were starting to show up, and the ride was ready. Nancy gave Joanie some affectionate scritches, knowing that she was likely bored and/or hungry. Truthfully though, Nancy never really minded it when Joanie chewed on her hair. Her hair was naturally so bushy and big that she figured she'd still have plenty after whatever Joanie ate. "We're ready."

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🌈 Leda Storm 🌈

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Location: NYC - Pier
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Leda caught the cash that Kiera had tossed her, though she was frowning at the mention of all the Drivers Licenses. This wasn't just a lone cyclops, that much was clear; it seemed like an entire operation. Killing this driver wasn't going to stop this or slow things down more than just a touch, as long as the nest was still operational. She glanced at Kiera and Arthur, wondering for a moment. "Bollocks," Leda said with a sigh. "Dunno about you two, but... I don't feel good about just leaving this cyclops nest behind to kill kids. If we're fast, we could catch up with the ones in that van - see about taking out the whole operation."

Leda knew that logically, in the grand scheme of things, it was more important for them to stick to the quest that they already had. But she couldn't help but feel guilty at the idea of walking away from this. All of those licenses, maybe some of those demigods were still alive - and if they weren't, maybe there'd be more demigods in the days to come who wouldn't stand a fighting chance. But Leda believed that Kiera, Arthur, and herself could handle things - they could make a difference. The micro scale was just as important as the cosmic.

🌠 Once Upon A Time 🌠(Concluded)

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Megan Pendragon

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Location: Atlantica
Skills: N/A

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That seemed awfully convenient. But then, something occurred to Megan. Everything in this world was a story back in their own - heroes triumphing over villains against all odds. And in all the good stories, heroes never had an abundance of help - that would ruin the enjoyment, reducing the stakes, and making it a bit of a bore. Megan realized that there was no reason to suspect that what they were living through right now would not be subjected to the same rules as other stories; that the Lost Boys and Peter Pan couldn't be there to help them, that they'd largely be handling Hook on their own, as they were serving as the protagonists.

A darker thought then occurred to her - that once they handled Maleficent, something even more challenging and horrible would simply rise up in her place. There had to be a sequel.

Megan decided not to share these thoughts with the others. "The armory sounds good. Any maps of Neverland that you have would also be helpful," Megan said. She didn't need a weapon - or armor. She already had both. But the others would need things. Jack probably knowing story rules would end up in some sort of cloak to make him look like a wizard; whereas Megan was clearly being slotted into the role of a knight.

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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EARTH 257 - 8:10 PM Nov. 14th, 2021 - Genosha

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The Waiting Grove -

Bob Banner was speechless for a moment, hearing what Sparky had told him. He had always wondered what his daughter's life had ended up being like - he had hoped that it would be a good one. He had never imagined though that he might be a grandfather - it did concern him slightly since Lana was still in her early twenties, but his concern was outweighed by the feelings of joy that overcame him. His daughter was alive, safe, and happy - and had a family of her own. "Zarina.... That's a beautiful name," Bob said softly.

"... She is beautiful," Raynor said. He missed his daughter. They hadn't intended on being away from her this long - it was supposed to be a quick little assignment, and then they'd be back home to see their bouncing baby girl. He wondered if little Zari could miss them yet - if she knew that her parents were gone. A soft smile was on his face. It was hard to be upset about all the drama and mess when his mind turned to his kid.

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Flynn -

The woman glanced up from the tools she was sanitizing, allowing Flynn to get a better look of her face. Her skin would remind him of the villain Two-Face from Batman, as she was severely scarred - burn scars. "Agent Flynn, need I remind you that I'm uninterested in any apologies you have today?" she said, turning her focus back to her work and ignoring him. There was a clear tension there, but Flynn wouldn't know why. Everything was hazy and out of focus.

He would hear Professor X's voice, strangely echoing from all around him: "Keep going, my boy."

Bonnie -

Bonnie flinched slightly, surprised at James' words - this wasn't how she remembered him. He had never been this angry. As much as it pained her, it also was calming, centering. Whatever this thing was, it wasn't James. She was inside her mind, she reminded herself. Professor X was helping to divide out the memories that were hers and trap the others away, to help to keep her as her, and not as the Bonnie from this world. "You aren't James. I wish you were. But you aren't," Bonnie said. She hesitated for a moment, before taking off at a run again - chasing after the owl.

She followed the owl into a side room, the door closing behind her. But when she entered, there wasn't an owl there. Instead, there was an elegant woman with dark hair and bright stormy eyes. She was dressed in a white gown with Greek battle armor; a spear in one hand, a shield embossed with the face of Medusa in the other.

"Hello, Bonnie," Athena said. "It is time for you to make a choice."

Amelia -

"What?? No way! You can't just burn down the Blockbuster video store of my memories!" Amelia exclaimed, shocked. Yes, she was happy with the life that she had - she was comfortable, happy even as part of the Avengers. She loved being from the Blue, the freedom that she experienced, and the people she was able to help with her powers every day. She wasn't interested in becoming some other person, of remembering some life that just didn't feel like hers. But that didn't mean she wanted to let Captain Marvel destroy it.

Sure, Amelia didn't want to be that Amelia - but that Amelia didn't deserve to be destroyed.

"Why not?" Captain Marvel asked. "You don't want to remember these, and they're just taking up space. Plus, Blockbuster stores are going to get shut down anyways in the recession, so it's going to happen eventually."

Carol's hands began to glow, as she started to melt one of the DVDs - and Amelia acted without thinking, sending a gust of wind at Carol that knocked her off her feet.

Cass -

Matt was struggling to free himself from his bonds, as Cass started to fight Ultron. He was making decent progress of it, the cords ensnaring him beginning to wiggle off, his hands would be free soon enough. A sound that would pass for laughter came from Ultron's speakers, as Cass dented his chest plate. "Who are you then?" Ultron asked. "Mutant? Cop?" he asked, emphasizing the latter word.

Ultron's left arm converted into a blaster cannon, and he charged it up, aiming to send a fatal blast at Cass. But instead, his arm malfuctioned and exploded. The force would throw everyone backwards - Matt, who hit the wall and crumpled, unconscious; Cass, who would fall down the middle of the staircase; and Ultron, who blew himself through a series of walls.

Cass hadn't hit the ground yet, but it was soon approaching - she'd need to find a way to grab onto the railing or something to slow her descent.

Maria -

"Why should you be the one of us to leave? You left your sister to die. I would never do something like that. I'm the better Maria!" the other Maria stressed, even as her lifeforce was slipping away from her. The red glow had started to dissipate slightly, whereas Maria was beginning to be a little more tangible again, rather than fading away.

The other Maria was continuing though to try to turn the tables, but it wasn't working. She wasn't letting go of Maria though. "If I can't consume you, then I'll do this the old fashioned way," the other Maria said, trying to strangle her.

Oliver -

In his last moments of life, Thanos smiled at his son. He choked out a single sentence, blood trailing down from his lips, before he fell to the ground at Oliver's feet - "Yes... it is complete." With Thanos' lifeless form at his feet, a change would then overtake Oliver. His clothing would transform into a replica of the Mad Titan's - in his hand, he would suddenly find Thanos' massive blade, wet with blood. If he looked at any reflective surface, he would find his skin cracked and purple - the spitting image of his father. A new Mad Titan to ravage the universe.

Silence would ring in Oliver's ears.

It would feel like hours had gone by before he heard another voice - that of Professor X. "Oliver, I'm losing you, my boy. You need to fight... remember who you are..."

X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽

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Guin Stark

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Location: Stark Tower
Skills: Electronics and Computers, Investigation, Problem Solving

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It was bizarre to see her home covered in a layer of dust, with damage she barely remembered from her childhood left to remain. She had been about eight years old or so during the Battle of New York - she had been away at boarding school during it, but she did remember the videos and pictures of New York burning. By the time she had returned home from school, almost all of the damage to Stark Tower had been fixed - and it had definitely been finished up before the one year anniversary of the attack. But here, it was clear that that hadn't happened. Guin knew that this Tony had died - or rather, been scattered in between universes - but still... Her breath hitched in her throat slightly, seeing her home like this - imagining what her life would've been like if her father had never come home.

She heard Pietro's voice via their telepathic rapport, and she nodded. Guin cleared her throat slightly. "Hey JARVIS, it's me, ya girl," Guin called out, hoping that the AI was still functioning. JARVIS ran the house at this point in time, if Guin remembered correctly.

G̙͕̅̕å͇͖̗̠̩̻̼̤̂̉̀̚ȑ̗̘̩̟̘͓̀ͅb͔̬͇̙̱̘̟́̆̈́́͠ͅl̤̖̲̂͐̎́e̸̖͍͚͔͉̜͍͓͑ͣ ̲͔̈́͆̓́g̛͖͚̩̻͙̝̥ͮͧ͑͋a̦̠̥͓̺̣͂̉͢r̘̭̠̟ͭ͟ḅ̯̳̫͚̲͔͑̌͝l̓ͪ̊ͬ͏̙͔e̛͔̺̻͗ͅ ͖̼͖̫͔͖̇̎̎͠g̙̗̘ͩ͌̊̉͝a̴̖͈̩̥͒r̘̼͖͇̜̻͕̭͊̿͝b̧̳̭̈́l̝͙̼̭̈ͥ̈͞e̺͇̭̰̝̹͊̀

Guin paused for a moment. She couldn't hear where the voice had come from, and she could only guess that it was JARVIS. No one had been here in ages, so she had to guess that maintenance on JARVIS just hadn't been kept up on. That almost made her as sad as learning her father's fate - JARVIS had been one of the people to raise her, it was like finding out that Happy or Pepper had been abandoned in the tower and withered away from inattention. "If that's you, run a diagnostic - and divert extra resources towards improving your audio quality, it's shit," Guin asked.

Ǧ̨̺̜͖̖͆̎̓a̛̮͇͊̓ȑ͙̪̜͍̳͈͖̪̀b̸̖̗̙͕̟̪ͬ̚l̰̹͇̭͕̳̳̦ͩ̇̈́͊́ȇ̺̳̥̮̱̂͟ ̭̺̣̜ͤ͒̄̃͟g̮̰̠̃͜å͖̜ͤ͡r̗̜͖͈͖̃͜b̨͉͔̥̫͍ͮ̆ͮͅl̬͈̺̿̀e̯̫̭̱̝̯͑ͨ̍͡ ̷͈̻̱̪̺̥̙̖ͪͫg̭̻̪̱̼̅͟a̧̹͖̳̼ͦ̈́̑r̬̪̠̞̭͎̽͝b̷̲̼̪̜͔̭͙̾̅ḽ̗̟͍̊ͨ̊͝ḙ̞̺͙̺͚̞̘̔̐̉̽͘ ̜͚̹̬̟͙̤ͭ̀Ë̢̘̗̻͍̯̬́̆͛E̛͖̱̻̮̙͕͓̜ͪͧȄ̯͉̩͔͇͞E̜͍͈̮̖͇̔͌͋̊͟E̴̺̖̟̰̔̊ͅE̖̭̳̞̦̹̜͔ͧ͋ͨ͗͡E̻̲̲̬̪ͨ͞Ǩ̩̰͖͓̉͟ ̸̞̫̤̻͚́g̟̹̯̩̮̞̬̫͒̏ͫ̄͞aͫ̀ͪ҉̳̘r̳̱̪̼̟ͦ̀b͉̭̣̼̣̼̦ͨ͂ͧ͒́l̘̼͍͒͠e̩̥̰̪ͨͬ́ͧ͟ ̄̃ͩ҉̼̳g̪̯͉͆͝a̵͕̘͉͍̹̪ͫͫ̍̓r̼̣̮̥͕͖͖͙ͦ̉͐̀b̡̮̙̓̆ļ̖̪̝̜ͤ̂̊e̷͍͈̤̤̤̔

Guin winced slightly from the high pitched sound of speaker feedback. Things were a little bit better, but not enough. She still had no idea what JARVIS - if that were really him - was saying. She'd have to try something else. There was an access terminal along the wall and Guin walked up to it, tapping it with her finger to wake it on up. She hoped that it would just immediately recognize her, as this had been her home and she should be in the system - and luckily, the terminal seemed to be accessible. "No security footage, damn," Guin muttered under her breath, going through menus and logs. She did mange though to key in the sequence to reboot JARVIS. "Wakey wakey, JARVIS. Need you to tell me what's happened here - in a language I can understand, preferably."

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Runa Baldurdattir

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Location: Stark Tower
Skills:

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Runa had used the sling ring to transport them all to Stark Tower, and it seemed like people fell into natural pairings to investigate. Guin was with Pietro, Bethany was with Klara, and it looked like Mary might've been leaning towards going with Edus. Runa knew that meant she was supposed to go with Lance, and while ordinarily she wouldn't have had a problem with it, right now seeing him was only bringing out feelings of hopelessness and despair in her. It hurt to see him without his memories, looking at her like she was a stranger to him, that she didn't matter, that she was unimportant. He was standing off by himself near the windows, seemingly content to be alone.

Runa bit her lip. She was tempted to go off by herself to investigate, but she also didn't dare leave him alone. But she also didn't want to be the one babysitting him at the moment, as that was only painful. She cleared her throat slightly. "Lance, would you... would you mind assisting me in the search?" Runa asked him. Her tongue felt swollen, but she managed to not stumble too much over those words. She cast a glance in Edus' direction, and if he caught her gaze, he would be able to tell that Runa was in distress - and in need of some help.