Morose

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

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☀️ Nancy Parker ☀️

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Location: NYC
Skills: N/A

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Nancy didn't know whether to roll her eyes or sigh as Demetri continued to transform, before ending as a tiny cat. He certainly was a drama queen. Her eyes darted over towards Zeke - she assumed that he probably just liked chaos then, in order to be with someone like that. But beyond that, Nancy didn't really give Demetri and his situation much thought. They were going to get on a train to the worst place in the world, his problems were small and insignificant in comparison.

No one seemed to be making a move towards getting them tickets, so Nancy took it upon herself and she headed on up to the ticket counter, Joanie perched on her shoulders. She guessed that people probably thought Joanie was a dog or a cat or a bird or something. Looking at the schedule and the pricing, there was a train that would get them all the way to Vegas - and for the entire group, it would be $316. Nancy returned to the group. "Cough up some cash everyone, we need $316 for all of us to get to Vegas," Nancy informed them. "Maybe you could turn your hair into money next," she suggested to Demetri.

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🌈 Leda Storm 🌈

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Location: NYC - Pier Area
Skills: Rainbow Manipulation

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Leda paused for a moment, thinking about what exactly they were going to do with the kids. She felt impatient at the idea of having to go back to camp to drop them all off. But she also knew that they couldn't just walk off and leave these kids to whatever the Fates had in store. She had a feeling that Hercules might end up showing up again anyways, he seemed to be somewhat attached to her. "Well, we can't just leave 'em here on their own - I'll give Argus a call, ask him to come pick them up," Leda said. It seemed like a good compromise - they wouldn't have to head back to camp, but they also didn't just abandon the kids.

Leda held out her hand, making a glowing beam of rainbow light stretch out in front of her. She then tossed a drachma into the light. "Oh Mum, goddess of the rainbow, please accept my offering," Leda said. "Argus, Camp Half-blood please," Leda finished. The drachma vanished and in the rainbow a figure emerged. Leda grinned, happy to see at least this wouldn't be complicated. "Hey, we got a gaggle of demigods here in need of a pick-up - and a cyclops, but he's chill. Would you mind coming and fetching them, so we can continue with our quest?"

Song of Heroes - a Percy Jackson RP (Morose & DragonicQueen)

The first obstacle that they had to overcome was rather tame - it was a grid of sorts of tires, requiring people to sort of hop from foot to foot on the interior of the tire. The biggest danger was tripping from not moving your feet correctly, which would likely cause you to drop your sword - or risk impaling yourself or someone near you. After the initial rush, about three campers were out of the running for the prize, having fallen and let go of their sword. Lorna rushed in with the first group, bringing her knees up high as she ran through the tire grid, only to have one of the tripped campers slam into her, knocking Lorna to the ground. Her head hit the rim of one of the tires, but to her credit, she didn't drop her sword.

"You okay, Meyers?" Luke called out.

Lorna gave him a thumbs up, hopping back up to her feet. She'd probably have more than a few bruises from this. "All good, boss man!" she said, before making her way to the second obstacle - a series of hurdles that they had to alternate jumping and climbing over.

"C'mon, Adalhard, let's pick up the pace!" Luke teased, shooting Kitty an award winning smile. He paused for a moment, before extending his sword and pointing it at her. She'd have to spar with him now before moving forward. "Your move, Kitty," he then said, allowing her to have the first blow. "If you think you can hit me, that is."

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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@BlueSky44@Kirah@Nallore@Natsu

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EARTH 257 - 8:00 AM Nov. 15th, 2021 - Genosha

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Bob Banner's Home -

The next day at breakfast, the Secret Warriors + Darcy + Bob Banner were greeted by Genosha's head intelligence officer. Her name was Sage - she didn't offer her real name to them. A fair skinned Pakistani woman, she was dressed in a black jumpsuit with a yellow coat thrown on top, and a single green lens over her right eye. Once everyone had sat down, Sage set a device on the table and it projected a holographic image. There was no mistaking it - it was Doom and Luminous, animatedly arguing with each other. The eagle eyed members of the group would spot a key landmark in the background - the London eye. "An agent I have placed in the South Bank spotted them at 0700," Sage explained. "I won't waste your time talking though - speedsters are tricky to track, they could already be long gone by now, but maybe you'll find them - or at least something helpful. Manifold is outside and willing to transport you to London when you're all ready."

Bonnie studied the projection. It was a continuous loop of about thirty seconds. Luminous and Doom were both in street clothes, although Doom's mask still gave him away, as he refused to show his scarred face. Luminous, however, could've looked like an ordinary person - a college student in a rebellious stage, dying her hair shock white. No one else was with them in the footage. And she didn't see any signs of injury to either of them.

Admittedly, Bonnie didn't know what she was looking for - some sort of clue, a sign maybe that would explain what those two were up to? There wasn't any sheet of paper with an obvious plan scribbled out on it, there weren't any henchman that she could see nearby, there was nothing to go off of. The only thing they knew was that things were tense between Doom and Luminous - and that was good. A divided enemy was always easier to face than a united one. "Thank you, Sage. This is helpful. And hopefully we'll be out of your hair soon," Bonnie said, before rising from her seat. She was ready to go.

When Amelia studied the projection, she got pretty much nothing out of it. It looked like Luminous and Doom, but she missed the landmarks in the background, so focused on looking at the foreground. However, Sage seemed like an operations type - and her life in the Blue told her that Sage was an expert spy - so she trusted her to know what was going on here. If Sage said they had to go to London, then they had to go to London. "Right then. Let's get a move on, shall we? Don't s'pose you have any inhibitors lying around - reckon those aren't looked on too kindly here, eh?"

Sage gave Amelia a thin lipped smile, before tossing a small box the size of a match box. "They are illegal. But I do have them. And now you have two. For someone of Doom and Luminous' strength... They'll last for an hour at most, maybe much less."

"Rad. Thanks, mate," Amelia said, catching the box. She opened up the box, revealing three tiny syringes, loaded with a clear and colorless substance. Amelia couldn't help but be slightly disappointed - she had hoped they would be glowing green. In her mind, all the best science-y things glowed green and looked ominous. This could've just been loaded with water for all she knew.

"Sparky..." Raynor said, looking at his leman :P for a second. "Is there any way I could convince you to stay here with your father? If something happens, Zari will need you - more than she would need me," Raynor pleaded. He wasn't going to push beyond this though. He knew that it was pointless to argue with Sparky and usually ended up in her shocking him with her powers, something that was irritating to no end. He knew people would complain if he had been the one shocking her, but it seemed like it was fair game for her to shock him all the time.

"I'd be happy to have you," Bob said, looking at Sparky.

"We could do a science montage!" Darcy enticed. "Ooor you could go be a superhero, which is also chill."

The Gifted - Concluded

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@Nallore@BlueSky44@Achronum@Trainerblue192@Kirah

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Genosha: August 22nd, 2021 - 9:30 PM

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Veil & Casper & Sunshine

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Location: the Carousel
Skills: Mediumship

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Mutant Underground Table -

"Aww, you flatter me, darling," Selene cooed at Jack. Of course, anyone with a functioning gay-dar would likely pick up on the fact that Selene wasn't flirting with Jack. No, they would realize that Selene was a hyper femme lesbian. Men were snacks to her, whereas women were something she could really sink her fangs into. (No, Selene does not actually have fangs - although many people swear up and down that she does...) Of course, if Andy's gay-dar is functioning, that would likely only inspire more questions around the circumstances of her birth and apparent abandonment by Selene.

Case in point, Selene was smirking at Zarina as if the little Valkyrie was something to devour. "Zarina, dear, would you share with the others what leman means? It appears they lack your sophistication," Selene baited. She then turned her attention to Echo's second question, pondering it with due consideration. "Well, pancakes I adore, as they mimic one of the finer features of the female form - when the topping is placed correctly, biting it off is like playing with a nipple," Selene said matter of factly, as if teaching a class, "And I do like a spot of French toast - that or an actual Frenchman, I'm not picky. So I suppose waffles will have to be the one to go, then."

Casper audibly gasped. He had been really digging Selene's style moments ago, but to hear her DESECRATE THE MOST HOLY OF FOODS?! That couldn't stand. "Waffles? You would get rid of WAFFLES?!" Casper blurted, acting like Selene had just said she would kill his brother or a beloved pet. If Casper could eat nothing else but waffles for the rest of his life, he would be content and not even protest; he was a kindred spirit with Leslie Knope in that regard.

Meanwhile, Sunshine was doing her best not to burst out laughing too hard at Selene's antics, resulting in Marrow looking at her with concern as Sunshine shook, crying ever so slightly. "I'm sorry, this is just... This is too iconic, I can't," Sunshine apologized, her face red - probably from alcohol and not embarrassment. She was really doing her best to contain the giggles, but she ended up snickering regardless. "I think I might have to stan."

Marrow rolled her eyes. She could see that this crazy evil lesbian witch aesthetic was really working for her wife, and she wasn't going to begrudge her that, but she found Selene to be annoying personally. She didn't even know if Selene realized how campy she was being.

"Are you having a stroke, child? What is... this... STAN?" Selene asked, serious as the grave.

"Oh, I know this one - it's really simple, it's like how people who were crazy for things used to be called fans, but now everyone uses fan, so now the super crazy fans are stans - but also, it's kinda like saying that you HAVE to support something even against your will, like how we have to breathe in order to live, you're forced to stan someone just in order to be alive," Casper explained. "Like there's at least ten Real Housewives who are totally terrible people, but I just have to stan Ramona. I can't help it."

David looked at Echo for a moment. He couldn't help but think they should've gone off with the group that went to go and get drinks. This was... a lot. "How drunk do you think they all are, on a scale of one to ten?" he asked his date softly, before grinning.

Shi'Ar Bartender Set-Up

Ben's heart did summersaults and a few flips as Max's hand brushed his - his touch felt electric. It had been so long since he had felt the touch of another person, so long since he had been able to want someone who might want him back. And poor Ben felt so incredibly rusty when it came to flirting. The irritated edge he had had earlier when people were pestering him about what it was like to be alive again was gone, replaced with something between anxiousness and desire. "I'd like to see your tongue," Ben muttered, internally cringing the instant he said it - but he didn't regret it either. He had been a ghost for almost two decades and he was lonely. He realized he hadn't answered Max's question, but Ben waited - waited to see how Max would react.

"It's right over here," Veil said, once they had made it over to a crowded booth where a small crew of bartenders were preparing drinks for a lengthy line. There weren't any drinks left unattended for just anyone to drag, as even in utopia people were wary about date rape drugs and whatnot. Taped to the tablecloth was blowouts of the drink menu, all including things with ingredients and flavors not known to this galaxy. Veil didn't care that her tongue had gotten stained - as long as it didn't last too far into the next day, it wasn't anything to worry about.

Veil noticed someone else getting into the drink line though - one of the quieter Quiet Council members, Moneta. Moneta always reminded her of Winona Ryder, to the extent that Veil was suspicious that she might've been a mutant clone of the actress or something. Veil stepped into line behind Moneta, her hands shoved into her pockets. "Enjoying the gala, Moneta?" Veil asked. "You look like you could use a stiff drink," she then added bluntly. There was something off about Moneta - something wrong.

Song of Heroes - a Percy Jackson RP (Morose & DragonicQueen)

Later that afternoon, the Hermes Cabin had assembled at the arena - well, the Hermes Cabin and Kitty. Luke was one of the best swordsmen that Chiron had seen in years, meaning that he would be running this session. Ordinarily, Luke would have straw dummies out for everyone to practice hacking away at, as he called out different blows and blocks he wanted each sword fighter to perform. Then at the end, he'd let people do some 1v1's. But today, he clearly had something different in mind.

"Holy shit..." Lorna murmured, her eyes going wide with amazement. She didn't know how Luke had pulled it off, but the arena had been transformed into an elaborate obstacle course. There were sections where you would have to hop from stone to stone, to avoid falling into what looked ominously like lava. In other places, straw dummies dangled like punching bags, swaying from side to side. There were balance beams and hurdles and more that Lorna just wasn't able to take in all at once.

"Alright, campers!" Luke shouted, calling over everyone's attention. "Today, you'll be running the obstacle course with your swords in hand. If you drop your sword, you're out. The first four campers to finish the course get one of these," Luke paused, pointing towards four overstuffed bags from the camp store, no doubt filled with candy and other goodies. "Oh, and I'll be coming around and fighting you at varying points," he added, chuckling slightly, "just to make things challenging."

Song of Heroes - a Percy Jackson RP (Morose & DragonicQueen)

Lorna perked up slightly, hearing that Kitty was going to be doing sword training. She knew that her cabin was scheduled to do training today - giving her yet another chance to try to kick Luke's ass. So far, she was 0-308 as far as attempts went, but she wasn't going to back down. "You have to do sword-training with us today - today's my lucky day, I can feel it. I'm going to finally beat Luke. And I'll need my bestie there to do so." She was somehow oblivious to Kitty's crush on Luke. But then again, Lorna was oblivious when it came to pretty much anyone's crushes on anyone.

"I'm surprised it hasn't turned up yet - though I guess maybe it's like art theft, where it's either found quickly or it's gone for generations," Lorna wondered. "I do wonder just how they did it... Like, to steal something like that... Kinda have to respect the hustle at least." She wasn't a kleptomaniac like some of her siblings, but Lorna did have an appreciation for a good heist.

Lorna waved at Kitty, before heading over to the Hermes table and squeezing in at the end - only half of the cabin was there and it was already pretty tight.

Song of Heroes - a Percy Jackson RP (Morose & DragonicQueen)

"Yeah, you get used to it after a while - plus earplugs. Thank the gods for earplugs," Lorna said with a giggle. She had a hard time sleeping when she could hear people snoring, and with how many people were crammed into Cabin 11, snoring was practically guaranteed. The earplugs she had gotten from the camp store must've been magic, and they were proving essential to her good night's sleep.

She assumed that they'd be heading to get breakfast, so Lorna started walking in that direction anyways with her friend. That was one thing that she felt bad about, how Kitty had to sit at the Poseidon table all by herself during meals. The Hermes table might've been overflowing, but at least there was always someone to talk to. "What activities are you scheduled for today, by the way?" Lorna asked, curious if Kitty would end up doing anything with Cabin 11.

Song of Heroes - a Percy Jackson RP (Morose & DragonicQueen)

By contrast, Lorna didn't wake up to the light filtering in through the cabin windows - instead, she woke up to the sound of some of her siblings or other unclaimed campers doing their best to be quiet as they stomped throughout the cabin, getting ready for the day. Lorna groaned, stretching out. She was lucky enough to be a camper with a bunk in the Hermes cabin - it had been vacated by one of her siblings a year ago when they left for the school room. Lorna, being a year-round camper, had carved her name into the wood and more or less dared someone to try to take the bunk from her.

Lorna was yawning as she changed into a fresh pair of blue jean shorts and a t-shirt, before pulling a grey Camp Half-blood hoodie on and tying her sneakers. She spilled out of the cabin with about six others, still doing some of her morning stretches as she tilted her head from side to side and swung her arms around. "Oh, hey Kitty," Lorna said, before yawning. Her legs were covered in bruises, all in various states of healing. As athletic as Lorna was, she seemed to attract bruises the way the Athena campers attracted spiders. "How'd you sleep?" Lorna asked, jogging on over to her.

Luke emerged from the cabin next and gave the two girls a wave before heading on to the dining pavilion.

🌠 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 nodded slightly. She knew that some probably wouldn't consider fencing to be real fights, as she wasn't out for blood - but she did all the same. It was how she learned everything she knew about the sword - everything she had learned after leaving Camelot. "I do," Megan said, after Sierra said that she didn't. Most children in their world who grew up where they did in Kansas didn't do much fighting, outside of things like self defense class. "I've fenced since I was a little girl," she added.

The carriages were moving faster than she had anticipated, as they emerged above the surface in view of the island. The island's harbor had more than a dozen ships outside of it - Hook's men, Megan assumed. Their carriages were going the far route as to not be spotted, hopefully allowing them to have some sort of element of surprise. Of course, Megan assumed that surprise would end the minute Jack started throwing fireballs at the pirates.

Song of Heroes - a Percy Jackson RP (Morose & DragonicQueen)

Yay I'm excited too!! And take your time :)