Morose

The Gifted - Concluded

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@Nallore@BlueSky44@Achronum@Trainerblue192@Kirah

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Genosha: August 22nd, 2021 - 10:50 PM

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Veil & Sunshine

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Location: the Carousel
Skills: Invisible Energy Manipulation, Disease Manipulation, Perfect Aim

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With the Quiet Council freed and the magnetic field down, the people of Genosha were finally able to begin to flee. Roughly half of the Quiet Council dedicated themselves to the evacuation effort, leading people away from the Carousel and down towards the southern end of the island, specifically Hellfire Bay. They didn't have enough ships to get everyone off of the island, but the hope was that there'd be enough teleporters to assist - and of course that Selene would be subdued before she made Genosha uninhabitable.

Specifically, the Quiet Council members evacuating people were Destiny, Mystique (now conscious), Reeva, Esme, Mister Sinister, and Polaris.

Of course, the pounding headache afflicting all magic users - including Pixie and Max - wasn't the only side-effect of the soul gobbling Selene and now Andy were doing. No, the island itself was being damaged by this. All of the plant life in the Carousel was dead and now rapidly decaying. The destruction inflicted by the Quiet Council had left its toll on the landscape as well, the ground shaking threateningly, an earthquake that hopefully would not get any worse...

The Stage

There was a flicker of pride in Selene's cold black heart as Andy began to drain some of her energy. Whereas she had lost interest not too long ago in having any sort of active motherly role in Andy's life, Selene could see the promise now, the vision. She had been wrong about her daughter. She wasn't a little hero after all. She was a vampiric predator and Selene smiled. Selene was immortal. She had nothing to fear. And all she could see was the promise that one day, perhaps one day soon, Andy would be Just. Like. Her. Mother.

"Oh, poppet, you're going to make mummy--" Selene began to say, only to be cut off. Despite the acheron being roughly the size of a Pokéball, somehow she noticed it. "You must be joking - you brought an acheron to defeat me? A child's toy? That may work on hissy little demons, but I am SELENE!" She could see Max down there like an ant. She raised her foot up, fully intending on crushing him, only for two sharp pinpricks of pain - one in her ear, the other in her cheek.

"Urgh, all of you little pests are ruining my mood!" Selene snapped, focusing in on Zarina now. "I should've known better than to rely on the Council - they're all bark and no bite. Jacques, dearest, be a good boy and kill these pests, hmm?" Her voice was so loud and booming that everyone present would be able to hear - would be able to hear Selene give Jack an order. Was that a bright move for her to make? Probably not. But Selene wasn't particularly bright. Or detail oriented.

Selene's attention then re-focused on the shiny glowing blue daughter in front of her. As much as she was very proud of Andy right now and excited about the dark future she glimpsed for her, Selene was NOT going to let Andy ascend to divinity first. Ever a drama queen, Selene lunged forward and sank her psychic fangs into Andy's neck, throttling up the speed of power transfer. As Andy shrunk down to only being 10 feet tall and Selene reached 100 feet, she had to hold up her daughter with her hands in order to continue to feed.

Did Selene need to do this like an actual vampire? No. But it was more fun, so she did.

"Unhand my child at once!" a thundering voice shouted, as the Master of Magnetism flew up into the sky, using the metal carefully threaded throughout his suit. He flicked his hand forward and ALL of the metal in the Carousel went flying at Selene, including Lila Cheney's guitar to her annoyance. But it hardly even phased Selene. It was like just pebbles hitting her chest.

Down at ground level, Lila Cheney had gone off to assist in evacuation efforts, teleporting handfuls of mutants at a time to her Dyson Sphere in outer space and then jaunting back over to Genosha without another word.

"Do you have any experience with fighting witches?" Dazzler asked Echo, as she sent off rays of bright light at Selene. It seemed to weaken Selene somewhat, but not really noticeably.

Sunshine and Marrow then arrived, with a bloody gash across Sunshine's forehead that she seemed to be ignoring for the most part. Marrow was beat up as well, bruises forming against her pink skin that were a vivid shade of purple. "One of you assholes have a plan?" Marrow asked, looking at Max, Echo, and Dazzler.

"No offense, but I always thought you'd be the magic person that goes out of control that we have to kill one day," Sunshine said to Max bluntly. It was somewhat of a compliment - she thought that he was that powerful. She didn't wait too long though for a plan to be formed, before conjuring up her smoky green orbs of disease, and she started to just lob them as Selene. She was thinking up the most wicked sounding viruses and diseases that she could, even as doubt filled her mind. She didn't know if it was possible to make a goddess ill.

The disease orbs hit, as Sunshine had the mutant power to always hit her mark. Brief bits of green flared up against Selene's glowing blue, as the illness briefly took hold, but Selene's godly immune system quickly fought it off. Attacking one at a time seemed futile - they needed to consider a new strategy.

Mutant Underground Table -

Legion scrambled backwards as Miranda released them from the box. They stared at her uncertainly, with wary eyes. Made entirely out of swirling water, the shape was still a rough approximation of David Haller, but not quite. "S-stay away from me!" Legion screeched at Miranda. And then they sent a blast of water at Miranda, narrowly missing, before turning around and running away. Legion was headed towards the exits more of less of the Carousel, threatening to blend into the fleeing crowd that was in the process of trying to evacuate.

Shi'Ar Bartender Set-Up

Pixie stopped the chant, seeing Veil not only reappear but come to her senses. She was battling the migraine that was threatening to put her out of commission, doing her best to just ignore it and continue to function. Pixie fluttered on over to Veil and Spark Plug. "I'm going to help with teleporting people away, if you two see Max, tell him to try mutant magic, not human magic to stop her. I'll come back to help as soon as I can, just - urgh - my head is pounding and not too many people can teleport people away here," Pixie explained, before giving Veil and Spark Plug a thumbs up. She then fluttered on over to a group of mutants and in a flash of pink, they vanished along with Pixie.

Veil blinked back tears, nodding at Spark Plug's words even though she didn't fully believe them. She'd spend the rest of her life trying to atone for this night, Veil realized. She turned and stared at Selene, scarcely able to believe that this was real - that there was a woman taller than some buildings, glowing blue, and eating the souls of everyone here who they had promised were safe, who they had promised to protect. It cut deeper, knowing that this wasn't an act of hatred by humanity, but a betrayal by one of their own. It had been naive for them, Veil came to understand, to allow everyone into their mutant paradise. People could change, but some simply did not want to.

"Can you use your emotional powers on her, Callie?" Veil asked. She wished for a moment that Cyclops was there - he was famed for having insane plans for every insane possibility, and Veil was certain that this exact version of events was probably tucked away in one of his binders. "Maybe if we can mess with her mentally, it'll make it easier to take her down - I don't like just pounding away at her, I feel like there has to be something we're missing... We should find Max, tell him what Pixie said - maybe it'll help him come up with a mystic strategy."

Veil then formed a force field around Callie and herself, to protect them from harm. And she offered Callie her hand, intending on running towards Selene.

Midway Between Shi'Ar Bar and Underground Table

Ben couldn't even believe himself that he had once had a crush on Jack. There was something about how calm, collected, and nonchalant Jack was about everything happening that made Ben's skin crawl. He didn't trust a word that came out of his mouth - only liars boasted about how good they were at lying and then in the next breath promised this was the truth. Ben could feel the tentacles within him straining to come out, to grab Jack and thrash him around, and then ask him if he was still so calm and sure then.

"If you're lying about this - if Casper doesn't come back - then I'll kill you myself. You fucking disgust me," Ben promised Jack, his right eye twitching slightly. He turned to follow Max through the portal to fight Selene, when he heard Selene's booming voice asking Jacques to come and help her. He turned sharply and stared at Jack. "She better not mean you," he warned. His tentacles came out through his stomach, but they weren't grabbing anyone - not yet.

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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@BlueSky44@Kirah@Nallore@Natsu

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EARTH 257 - 8:20 AM Nov. 15th, 2021 - Odinskeep, New Asgard

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Bonnie was quiet for another moment, considering the new information Oliver had given. She wasn't too sure what to make of it, if she were being quite honest. Apocalyptic visions tended to be vague at best. The only information they had was that in this vision, Doom would kill Luminous - and some figure that wore green. They were in New Asgard and the most famous Asgardian who wore green was Loki. Was he somehow connected to this - was he whatever this Nexus was? But still, it didn't sit quite right with Bonnie.

Raynor avoided Klara's gaze, looking everywhere but into her piercing eyes. He felt like a disobedient child, being beckoned to introduce his friends to his parent. He could have been charming and sweet if he wanted to - he could have given each person a lengthy introduction, highlighting their feats and abilities, just as was custom in New Asgard to do. He didn't need to ask who of his 'friends' Klara already knew - he could take a guess as to that one. "This is... Sparky, daughter of... Bob," Raynor began, pointing at Sparky. "Oliver, son of Thanos," he said, pointing at Oliver. "Flynn, son of Erik... I don't know the lineages for the others, but... Amelia, Niah, Matt, Bonnie, Maria, and Cass."

Amelia waved her hand and looked at Klara cheerfully. It didn't bother her in the slightest that Raynor didn't have a clue for who to say she was the daughter of - there were three possible answers, after all. "Fucking ecstatic to meet you, mate. 'M Amelia, daughter of Charlotte, Noah, and Archie. Your cousin has told us... jack shit about you, but he said you're all on the up and up when it comes to magic, and we've got a magic problem, if you don't mind taking a mo' to help out? Again, love the decor here - it's brilliant."

Bonnie didn't feel the need to mention the names of her parents - Jean-Paul and Rachel - at the moment. She knew that this was clearly Asgardian custom, and if Klara asked, she would answer. But at the moment, Bonnie was focused more on the answer to the mysterious puzzle that was the Nexus. Doom and Luminous were clearly after it, and if Doom had his way, the world would end. That was more than enough motivation to keep her on track. "Specifically, we believe that two fugitives from our world are here for something or someone called the Nexus. Do you know anything about what the Nexus is or where we might find it? A sorceress told us to come to New Asgard to look for it," Bonnie explained succinctly. She didn't add the ticking clock - that their minds were being warped and while Professor X had managed to stave off the effects for now, there was no telling when they would begin to lose themselves again.

"Anything you could tell us would be super fucking helpful!" Amelia chimed in. She really liked Klara - she just seemed to have good vibes. Of course, Amelia wasn't a huge fan of water and the ocean, as she didn't know how to swim, but Klara just seemed so... chill that it wasn't such a huge issue. It didn't even occur to her to be paranoid that it might've been an effect of the love goddess' presence, to make people just like her and want to be around her.

"Vær så snill, fetter... Jeg må hjem til datteren min," Raynor said quietly, purposefully speaking in the native tongue of Asgard so that way the others could not understand him. He didn't want to show this vulnerability in front of them. He would rather they see him as this wicked, cruel figure - he would never let them see his pain.

What If?

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Jade & Guin

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Guin wished the last thing she had said to Mary hadn't been a sarcastic complaint. She had already lost her family, and the X-Men had become a new family to her. The tragic thing was she didn't doubt what her eyes saw as the Scarlet Witch appeared, and evoked the powers of her detestable father, tearing Mary apart with metal. No, everything had been a nightmare since that day back in 2019 - violent delights would have violent ends. Her loved ones would die, over and over again. Guin was silent, staring at Mary's body in shock, and she only stirred once Cass gave her a direct order. Guin nodded, feeling the aching and pains in her borrowed body, and she switched back. The asshole she had switched with collapsed to the ground. "Okay," Guin told Cass with a nod, before she sprinted for the door.

She had been lucky that the vines holding her body had loosened, so it hadn't been too hard to get free. She was doubly lucky that when Wanda sent something flying after her as she ran, it missed. Guin blinked back tears - tears for Mary, and tears for Cass, as she was terrified she had just left her friend behind to die. She kept on running, hoping to run into someone, but she didn't. Instead, she ended up opening the door and running into what looked like a biology lab.

Her heart skipped a beat, as a melancholic hope came over her. Maybe this was where Magneto would be keeping any notes on the virus - maybe here would be a way to stop it. Mary had died. Her family had died. Maybe they could save a few more people. But she didn't have much time. Guin grabbed the notebook she had found, flipping through it to see the notes were in some sort of gibberish code. It'd be too hard to get it to people outside of the city now though, so the best she could do would be to try to keep it safe, and try to find the others.

Meanwhile, Jade found herself in a rather annoyingly deadly situation. Thalia had dealt with the person Ed had immobilized, but now they had another challenger coming at them. He had blonde hair, a cocky grin, and an oversized flamethrower strapped onto him. She noted the way he triggered the flamethrower to produce the flames, and then manipulated them. She gritted her teeth and clenched her fist as the flames heated up the hallway and burns popped into existence on her skin.

"I'm going to disable the flamethrower. Edus, do what you can to slow him down. Thalia, I'd recommend going in for a kill shot," Jade said, a bit more vindictive than normal, and she was thankful that her gas mask wasn't falling to pieces from the heat. She judged the angle and threw her angel blade, the dagger hitting the flamethrower and damaging it, although it didn't cut off the flame supply completely.

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 wasn't too certain how much the Greeks had actually understood what she had said. Minerva's daughter at least did seem to have some thoughts on tactics that weren't bad, and didn't entirely contradict what they had often spoken about during drills at Camp Jupiter. She was disappointed to see that Janelle hadn't joined in on the conversation. These tactics were the most important for her to learn, as she would need to learn to spatially orient herself in these formations quickly. Already, Nancy was scheming up some ways to use the girl to the best of her abilities in order to enhance the group as a whole.

She didn't say anything else though, instead getting up and boarding the train with the group, careful to keep Joanie on her shoulder. The mortals probably just saw Joanie as some sort of pet, but Nancy didn't care. If any of them said a word to her about her dragon, she'd deal with them. Nancy could be quite intimidating when she needed to - some people described it as trying to win a staring contest with the sun. Few people could last very long. "Classic Greek punctuality," Nancy muttered sarcastically, as the rest of the group made it on at the very last second.

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🌈 Leda Storm 🌈

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Location: NYC - Pier Area
Skills: N/A

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Leda pretended to be annoyed by Kiera fretting over her wasp sting, but she secretly really appreciated it. "Mmhmm," she replied, a slight smile on her face. She did love getting little displays of affection from Kiera. Her eyes darted over towards Sera - they didn't know much about her - but it didn't seem like Sera had any sort of a problem with them being, well, gay. And if Hercules had a problem with it, Leda would turn him into a pile of monster dust. "Don't bother trying to buckle, Herc," Leda said, as she got back into the driver's seat. She was, as far as she knew, still the only one there who knew how to drive.

Leda fastened her seatbelt and waited for a moment, watching in the mirror as Sera squeezed herself into the back with Hercules. She smirked slightly, a little bit amused at the awkward fit it was for Hercules. He wasn't the small baby cyclops she had met anymore. Luckily no cops seemed to be aware of the fact that they had a stolen cab either - sometimes, the Mist really did work small miracles.

X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽

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Guin Stark

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Location: Woods (Mary's Group)
Skills: Telepathy, Stamina, Unarmed Combat

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Guin really was not having a good day. The trees were no longer attacking the Brotherhood and instead were going after them - "Shit," Guin cursed. Rain poured down on the fiery wall that had separated Guin off from the rest of the group - it was smaller, but still there. And then out of nowhere, a rock hit her in the head, and Guin's ears rang for a moment. She instinctively reached up with her hand to the wound, and she pulled it away, finding her hand covered in her own blood. "Shit," she repeated. Guin was barely focusing on Mystery's creepy monologue, her head feeling a bit lighter than would be safe. She kept one hand against the wound, putting pressure on it as best as she could.

"Yeah, one asshole at a time, wait your turn, Pinkie Pie!" Guin shouted at Exodus, agreeing with Mystery for once here.

At first, nothing happened. And then suddenly, Guin's mind was on fire. It was searing hot, like flames were devouring every bit of tissue that made up her brain. The blood loss didn't make things any easier. Guin stifled a cry, clenching her free hand into a fist, her knuckles glowing white from the intensity. "You. Tell. Me," Guin wheezed, digging in and using all of her psychic might, as she Uno Reverse'd the attack back at Mystery. It wasn't as intense or powerful as the original, but now Mystery would be the one with her mind aflame.

Her hand was shaking as Guin removed it from her head wound, and she stepped forward, and punched Mystery right in the nose. It was hard for Guin to tell as there was already blood on her hand, but Mystery's nose was bleeding now as the psychopath was sent stumbling backwards. Guin walked forward and punched again, this time knocking Mystery down to the ground.

She hoped the others were having better luck in their fights than she was.

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Lavender Haze

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Location: Woods (Mary's group)
Skills: Telepathy

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Haze was beginning to lose what little interest she had had in this fight. The ginger one was now on their side, despite how fractured and conflicted her mind was. Mystery's fire wall had been doused, but she seemed to be having fun and Haze wasn't worried. Exodus was hardly even trying by Haze's estimation, as he chucked rocks at people. And Quicksilver was clearly not paying much attention either, running straight into things. She sighed slightly. Phantazia and Pyro were dealing with the Asgardian, and Haze privately had her money on the latter rather than the former when it came to success.

But then, a new face entered the fray - well, not so much a new one. It was a face that Haze knew very well. His pale eyes lacked their usual cruelty however, something she noted with slight interest. No one seemed to really be looking to engage her though, so Haze decided she would deal with the newcomer. It had worked so well on the ginger that Haze decided to try it again, attempting to force her way into his mind and turn his heart to their cause, but it didn't work.

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Runa Baldurdattir

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Location: the Woods (Runa's group)
Skills: Asgardian Magic

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It was raining furiously now - Klara's doing, Runa assumed. Of course, not this Klara. This one acted as if she had spent the last decade drinking far too much Asgardian ale and now found her brains scrambled and confused. This Klara swung at her with her sword, a killing blow had Runa not blocked it with Gandr. Klara landed a kick to her stomach though, and Runa let the force send her stumbling backwards as to avoid falling over. "I am Runa, daughter of Baldur and Nanna, granddaughter of Odin and Frigga, and Nepr and the Phoenix, sister of Forseti. I am the goddess of darkness and lies, protector of the lost and broken. I am your blood. And you would do well to remember that, Klara Thordattir."

An explosion then went off - exploding cards precisely - and Runa gathered a few burns on her body. She winced though, seeing what bad shape Annie was in. This fight wasn't going well. Klara and Runa could fight here for decades, but her friends were mortal and easily wounded. Bethany seemed okay though at least. And Lance, as confused as he was, was more worried about her than himself.

"Be brave," Runa warned Lance. She did not feel guilty for what she was about to do, but she did feel sad, knowing that this would be terrifying to him as he was now. She reached out with her magics, whispering a spell, and triggered the transformation of Lance into a Hulk. They needed a monster now who could smash and destroy. They needed the Hulk. Runa then turned her gaze back to Klara, though she spoke to Mage. "As for you, your family would be ashamed of what you have become. You have broken their laws. But it is not too late. You may redeem yourself now, by fighting against these murderers and snakes. Or you may die for their cause by my hand."

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

the Arena...

Lorna stifled another yawn, before jumping slightly, a little surprised - she hadn't noticed that Kitty was there. Her eyes instantly darted to the scorpion whip in Kitty's hands and her eyes widened. "Oh woah, that thing looks wicked cool," Lorna praised. She'd never seen one in action before. Most people at Camp tended to stick to the basic weapons - swords, daggers, bows. Every now and then Lorna spotted someone carrying a spear, but a scorpion whip? That was out there. But it made sense for Kitty - everything about her was so unique and special, Lorna wasn't surprised to see that her choice of weapon would reflect that as well.

She shifted slightly uncomfortably as Kitty hit the nail on the head, asking about bad dreams. "Nah, nothing like that," Lorna lied, forcing a smile on her face. "Cabin was just super rowdy last night - you know how it gets, with all of us crammed inside there," she joked. She glanced across the arena and saw that Luke was working with Percy. "Huh, he's really good already," Lorna said with somewhat of a pout. "Hopefully Luke doesn't tire him out too fast, I think he'd be a fun spar..."

The Gifted - Concluded

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@Nallore@BlueSky44@Achronum@Trainerblue192@Kirah

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Genosha: August 22nd, 2021 - 10:40 PM

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Veil & Sunshine

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Location: the Carousel
Skills: N/A

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The Stage

Selene wasn't hurt from Andy's attack, but she was certainly annoyed. Her eyes were flashing dangerously, a bit like a provoked animal, ready to attack the next thing that it saw. She was twenty feet tall now, glowing a luminous blue. Her giant blue god-ass was blocking the view of the chaos for anyone north of the main stage. "LUNA MINOR!" Selene shouted, her equivalent of screaming Andy's full name in anger. "Hoc est quod non possumus habere nice quod omnia," Selene muttered in Latin, which roughly translated to - this is why we can't have nice things.

Selene took a step forward, her giant blue foot almost crushing some more innocent mutants. She wasn't twenty feet tall anymore - no, she was forty feet tall now, making the Hulk look infinitely puny by comparison. She crouched down to try to find Andy, her ass hitting the stage lights and sending them careening down to the ground, narrowly missing Dazzler, Lila Cheney, and Echo in the process. Selene hadn't even noticed them yet. They were like flies to her.

Selene spotted Andy finally, and pinched Andy's clothing between her finger and hoisted her up into the air. Selene stood to her full height, still rapidly growing with each mutant soul that she devoured. "Any last words?" Selene asked her, not able to resist an evil villain moment.

Meanwhile, Dazzler and Lila Cheney had thrown themselves into the song - Lila Cheney somehow having a guitar still on her that she used to play, and Dazzler using her powers to boost and amplify, as well as make everything ~aesthetic~ with a light show -

And then, as Dazzler made it through the chorus, the spell shattered.

The Quiet Council was no longer under Selene's control.

But Selene was still forty feet tall and growing, glowing blue, divine, and eating mutant souls like they were candy... One problem was solved, and one problem was getting bigger and bigger by the second.

Mutant Underground Table -

Poor Legion was trapped inside of the box Miranda had made, sniffling and crying and begging to be released. The personality in charge right now was conflict avoidant, the sort of person to run away and threaten anyone who tried to follow with shaking hands. It would only be a matter of time though before a more violent personality would take over, one with a power that would allow Legion to break free of the box, and even though the spell had ended, who was to say this personality wouldn't kill Miranda anyways?

Shi'Ar Bartender Set-Up

Pixie gave Callie a bit of a smile. "There's a spell for almost everything - except for your haircut, unfortunately," she said cheerfully. "I could give you the name of my hairdresser, she's really great." She was one of those people who was sweet and venomous at the same time - usually more the former, but Pixie was incredibly stressed out. And there was an unfortunate side effect of Selene's ascension, one that was afflicting all magic users all over the world - a pounding headache that was threatening to get worse and worse by the minute.

"Once I stop the chant, the spell ends - so hopefully you spot your friend soon," Pixie said, before beginning to chant in Welsh. Anyone within a one mile radius of Pixie who was cloaking themselves with invisibility was no longer invisible - which meant that for now, until Pixie stopped chanting, Callie would be able to go find Veil.

But it turned out that Pixie's spell wasn't needed. Veil would've removed her invisibility all by herself, as Dazzler, Lila Cheney, and Echo broke Selene's spell with a catchy tune. Veil suddenly appeared, blood on her hands, and bodies near her feet. She gasped and startled backwards, letting out a scream of anguish at the nightmare she had been plunged into. Veil didn't have any words. She didn't know what to say. All she knew was that she desperately, desperately wanted this to not be real.

She was a protector of the innocent, not their killer! Veil's immediate impulse was that this had to be some sort of a trick. If it wasn't, if she had done this... then Veil wouldn't know how to live with herself. How could she face herself in the mirror, knowing she had stolen people's lives from them? How could she sleep at night, knowing the pain and suffering she had caused? Veil wished that she could have died instead.

She wished she was dead.

Midway Between Shi'Ar Bar and Underground Table

Ben didn't care that James had been mind controlled - not at first, at least. His best friend had been killed by him. Casper's blood was literally on James' hands. Whenever they managed to break James from Selene's spell, that fact wouldn't change. The anger and rage burned inside of Ben like a fire, as he contemplated just how easy it would be to kill James, to just continue to tighten and tighten his grip, even as James' body adapted and turned into something like silly putty.

"Fine," Ben almost growled, releasing his grip on James and letting James fall unceremoniously to the floor.

He eyed Jack doubtfully thought. His information may have been out of date, but he didn't recall Jack being able to casually trap people inside of their own heads. And he had never heard Casper admit casually to being immortal. Sure, Casper had had dozens of near death experiences - some of which Ben witnessed as a ghost - but actually dying? Ben was skeptical. "How about you start elaborating?" he asked Jack, and it was clear by his tone it was somewhat of a threat.

The Gifted - Concluded

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Casper Theriot

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"The usual, sweetheart?"

Casper almost jumped out of his skin. He didn't recognize where he was, although it felt vaguely familiar. Well, he did recognize where he was - he was in what looked like a retro diner. The walls were pink and white tiles, the light fixtures flickering on and off as the bulbs struggled to illuminate the space. Specials were written by hand on a chalkboard in a crisp cursive, although as Casper glanced around, he didn't seem to see anyone eating anything.

"Um, I... I don't suppose you've seen a vampire/witch with great fashion taste trying to take over the world or something around here, have you?" Casper asked. His eyes were watering and felt raw, as if he had been crying for hours. But that was nothing compared to the pounding ache in his head - not quite a headache - it was like someone had tried to bash his skull in. "Did you happen to see how I got here? I think... I think I must have lost some time or something," Casper admittedly. Normally, he spoke quick and rapidly, without any pauses or hesitation - but instead, Casper felt frazzled, nervous, afraid, and vulnerable. He didn't understand what was going on. He didn't understand where James was - what had happened to everyone.

"You might want to be a bit more specific," the waitress said with a laugh. She was dressed in a white blouse and pink poodle skirt, over which she had a neat white apron. The embroidery on the apron gave her name - Persephone. "About half of my customers match that description."

Casper then took another moment to look at his surroundings - to properly examine them all. His eyes widened as his heart began pounding furiously in his chest. There was a woman who looked almost like TwoFace from Batman movies, as half of her flesh was young and youthful, the other half completely decayed. Chatting with her was a blue skinned man who reminded him of a Pharaoh, and a younger boy with the head of a jackal. Across the way was a witchy looking woman and a small army of crows.

"Oh god, oh god, oh god, oh god.... Oh gods," Casper stammered. "What the hell? Am I in hell? I know people think I'm dumb, but I LOVE watching Jeopardy when I'm high, and I'm pretty sure that's Anubis over there chatting up Hel??? What the hell? Am I... Am I dead?" Casper did a double take, reading the waitress' name again. Persephone. "I'm dead, aren't I? Selene killed me, and I'm dead, and my eternal punishment is to be in a... a diner? Do you not have waffles? Where's James? And Jackie? And Danny and Mum? Are they all okay? Are they here?"

Persephone looked at him with sympathy. She set down her little notepad on the table and sat down across from Casper, reaching a hand across to him. "Take some deep breaths. In and out," she prompted. Persephone held his gaze, and didn't speak again until she had determined that he was starting to calm down. "Your friends are still alive," she answered, "but you, sweetheart... Don't you remember what happened?"

Casper's eyebrows furrowed, as he tried to think back. A shudder went over him as bits and pieces came back to him. Selene had done an homage to Hocus Pocus and enchanted James, and Casper had gone after him. And then... everything was dark. "I really have no idea what happened," Casper said. "Like, I remember trying true love's kiss and all - which apparently is just Disney propaganda, fun fact, the Mouse is a LIAR! But no, nothing else. It all goes black. So I... I... I died then?" his voice cracked slightly on that word.

He felt ashamed and guilty. He knew that people thought he was a liability, and Casper didn't spend much time thinking on it. But now, he was here and his friends were back there, getting killed by an icon in a corset.

Persephone nodded. "I'm sorry, I really am - you wouldn't be here if you hadn't."

"And where is here again? Like is this the Greek afterlife? Were the Greeks right? I had always kinda thought that Thor being real and all meant that the Vikings were right - unless is this... oh god I'm blanking on the name, it starts with a V, it reminds me of Marshmallows, but not quite... Don't tell me I'm going to remember it," Casper rambled.

There was a certain sadness in her eyes, as Persephone took her hand back. "How about I get you something to eat? We have cranberry pomegranate waffles - on the house," she offered.

🌠 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 intended to go on a walk separately with her brother, in order to spend some time with him away from all of the storybook characters - away from her parents. However, that message seemed to have gotten a bit lost in translation, as King Arthur ended up guiding them along with him into the woods. Megan hesitated for a moment, considering telling her father that she hadn't actually wanted to go on patrol with him, but Jack seemed to be going along with it, so Megan decided to leave it be.

She studied the boar tracks with interest - boars were deceptively violent and dangerous animals. She had seen all of Game of Thrones and they were no joke, even if it seemed somewhat silly to imagine Robert Baratheon being killed by one. "Boars really are delightful. People misunderstand them, thinking that they're silly - when really, they're some of the most effective killers nature has produced," Megan mused.

Megan paused as Arthur asked what they wanted to do after everything was over. Originally, before she remembered her parents, Megan had planned on returning to her life - on returning to the morgue in Kansas. But now, she felt as at home in this world as she did in the other one. And whereas the other world was monotonous and somewhat predictable, this one was chaotic and wild. "I'm not quite sure, but I don't believe I'll be returning to Kansas."

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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@BlueSky44@Kirah@Nallore@Natsu

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EARTH 257 - 8:10 AM Nov. 15th, 2021 - Odinskeep, New Asgard

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Raynor grimaced, as Niah asked who this house belonged to. He really didn't want to be here. He really didn't want to be thinking about all of this. All he wanted was to be back home with his daughter, far far away from the sins of his past. "Klara Thordattir," Raynor told Niah curtly. He didn't elaborate - he didn't mention how Klara had been a maternal figure in his life, how she had more or less taken him in after the loss of his parents. Or how deeply he had disappointed her.

Bonnie didn't pay much attention to the jokes around Maria's demonic appearance, instead considering what Oliver had said. He had had a vision where Luminous had been killed by Doom. Could Luminous be this Nexus being that the Sorceress Supreme had urged them to protect? Was this a cosmic joke, where they would be expected to defend one of their worst enemies? She knew that Niah in particular had been traumatized by the silver speedster. She didn't know if she could ask Niah to stand against Doom for Luminous.

But the more Bonnie considered it all, it didn't sit right with her. Her intuition was telling her that there was something more at play here, that Luminous wasn't the one that needed their protection. "What else did she show you?" Bonnie asked Oliver. They needed more information before they could make any sort of definite conclusion. And personally, Bonnie was fine with letting Doom and Luminous kill each other - they both deserved it.

"Oooor instead of talking about what the witch told us, we could go forward into the creepy ocean smelling house?" Amelia suggested. She logically knew that Bonnie was right and they should go through whatever sort of lore dump Oliver had just received, but her mind was much more interested in heading on into the weird house. The door had creaked open so dramatically that it felt like they were in a movie, not in real life. "Klara Thordattir... Thordattir... Thor's daughter then, mate? So that makes her your... blimey, I really oughta know my gods better, is she your aunt then? sister? cousin? Well, she's family right? Is she always so dramatic like this? Because I do like a drama queen."

Raynor's self loathing was really only interrupted with annoyance. He had been a bit miffed at how people seemingly didn't realize Sparky's ring was her engagement ring - he knew he didn't do the most traditional romantic moves, but he had given her that ring as a token of his love and it... Well, Raynor didn't really know what to call the emotion he felt at the realization that the others on the team just didn't see that. Then, he was also annoyed at Klara's dramatics and at - bless her - Amelia's ramblings. "Cousin," he said curtly. "She's always like this."

Raynor didn't feel ready to face Klara. He definitely did not feel okay, answering Sparky's question with a shake of his head. But then again, when would he really ever? Raynor stared at the open door of the cottage, before heading inside.

Inside, the decor could be best described as romanticism of the sea - a place fit for a beautiful, lovesick mermaid - a siren's den. The walls were soft blues and the lighting was low and moody, tinged a delicate pink. A turtle with a pink sweater slowly crawled around on the floor. A gorgeous fountain with cherubs and dolphins was the centerpiece of the main room, with a sitting area off to the side that was white wicker couches with pink and blue accent pillows.

"Damn... Your cousin's place is lovely. Much nicer than my cousin's spot," Amelia said with a low whistle.