Morose

Star Crossed: a Star Wars Story (BlueSky44 & Morose)

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Raynor Blake, Jedi Knight

25 pts (Light-Side)

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"The Delta 7 and the 170 starfighters I believe are our primary interest at this time - larger support ships as well, perhaps some suited for medical craft, and other warships. Essentially, our standard order with the addition of the Delta 7," Raynor specified. "In terms of quantity... It's my understanding that you're under an exclusive contract with the Grand Army of the Republic. We'd like to purchase every ship that you have."

Raynor then paused, hoping to let that information sink in, to see if there would be any sort of a tell from Jarothe. "How many ships do you have right now, Jarothe?" Raynor asked, before smiling a friendly smile. "I'd like to be able to give the Council a count, so that way the appropriate funds could be transferred the next business day." And by getting Jarothe's count, that would be a key piece of information for the investigation - one to incriminate the man.

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

The Stables...

Lorna had never heard of a kistune before - most of what she knew about Japan had really just been things Kitty had taught her, or things she had assumed from watching Studio Ghibli movies with her mom when she was little. "Is it.. a type of magic cat?" Lorna guessed, since kit sounded like kitten to her and she didn't have anything else to go off of. She blushed in embarrassment, second guessing whether or not that had been an okay thing to say. She didn't really know a lot about other cultures. She was still mostly learning lots about her own cultures - she'd learn about her mother's culture when hanging out with Nadja and her family, and her father's culture here at Camp Half-blood. Lorna still wasn't sure how the two could mix and combine.

"But either way, that's wicked cool! What sort of stuff can he do? It sounds like magic stuff? Is he immortal? Where's his power come from? Is it something you're born as or something you become - or kinda both?" Lorna asked, incredibly curious. Her mind could hardly decide what to fixate on - the bombshell Kitty had dropped or how incredibly COOL it was to be on the back of a pegasus, her heart pounding as Kitty helped her onto the back of the horse.

Ride or Die for the Republic (Morose & Kirah & Nallore)

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Raynor Blake, Jedi Knight

21 pts (Light-Side)

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Raynor lunged forward somewhat recklessly with his blade, hoping to cleanly slice through the droid and end this conflict. His body felt like every nerve ending was on fire, screaming at him to take a beat, to catch his breath, to rest. But there wasn't time. And his body wasn't his own. He was a Jedi, he served the Republic, and he would die serving the Republic if that was what it took. His wild swing was a wild miss, and it left him open and vulnerable, as the droid shot him in the side.

Raynor clutched his side, wheezing. The droid fired off another shot and it missed him, going wide. It might've been stupid, and it was a technique that Raynor had not even tried to study properly, but he threw his blade at the droid. The Force must've been with him in that moment though, as the blade skewered the droid and it crumpled to the ground, useless. Raynor staggered to the side, leaning against the hallway, the hand clutching the blaster wound damp with blood.

"You - lead," he choked out, holding out a shaking hand to recall his lightsaber to him. "We ride or die for the Republic."

X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽

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Runa Baldurdattir

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Location: Woods
Skills: Darkness Manipulation, Darkness Constructs

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Runa shook her head at Bethany's assertion that they had two Klaras. She did not believe that. What she did not know was how someone could fool her, the goddess of lies, with such a large one. The odds of them finding their Klara in this reality were slim; the odds that Klara had been replaced with another, genuine Klara in addition to that? Astronomically poor. There was only one person who could skirt so perfectly around her special power, someone else who could lay claim to the dominion of Lies in the Asgardian pantheon. It was either him or one of his many minions.

Guinevere, Runa thought, hoping the telepath would hear her. Restrain that one.

The next thing she knew, the fake!Klara was screaming in pain. It hadn't been exactly what Runa had had in mind. She raised an eyebrow, looking at Guinevere for a moment. She would speak to her about this later. It was a dark path for one able to manipulate the mind to begin to tread. But Runa wasted no time, using the opening to bend darkness into chains, chaining up the false Klara, binding her limbs. "I have to commend you - it is not easy to lie to me. Unless, of course, you wield the power of another god of lies... My uncle's power," Runa said, her words soft but stern.

"Now the question is... Are you Loki? Or just a pathetic soul doing his bidding?" She turned her head towards Klara. Maybe Guinevere had had the right idea after all. "Perhaps you would like to have her head, as restitution?" Runa suggested. She didn't think Klara would actually behead the fake Klara. But she wanted the fake Klara to believe that she would - she wanted Loki or whoever it was to reveal themselves and end this silly mystery.

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Guin Stark

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Location: Woods
Skills: Telepathy

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Guin was NOT expecting to see a second Klara when they found the other group - and Lance was still in his Hulk form. She was a little unnerved by that, given that she was pretty sure his memories were still scrambled eggs. "Umm, so did we miss something? Are we friends with this other Klara now or..." she started to say, before the situation rapidly escalated. The two Klaras clearly hated each other, and the words getting thrown around were the standard overdramatic speeches of Asgardians - but when one of the Klaras' sword shattered, Guin felt the tension increase a million percent.

And she heard Runa make a request.

It didn't take a genius for Runa to figure out that the Klara they had been with this entire time clearly was not actually Klara - maybe a holdover skrull, from back when that had been an issue? Though Guin was pretty certain they had first met Klara after the skrulls had popped off... At any rate, Guin reached out with her telepathy, intent on just incapacitating Klara by immobilizing her. But it was hard to break through her defenses and took a few tries, and the final result was more violent than she had intended. She winced, seeing the pain she had inflicted on the fake Klara.

Then, Runa dropped a bombshell - a Loki sized bombshell. "Hey, baby Hulk - wanna smash a puny god? If that's Loki, then that's on brand for Hulks and Lokis," Guin suggested, pointing at the fake Klara Runa had put in chains.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

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☀️ Nancy Parker ☀️

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Location: Train
Skills: N/A

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Nancy nodded, agreeing with Zeke's assessment - the arrows would definitely give them an advantage. The plan then quickly went into motion as Demetri chimed in with agreement, as Demetri ran off, shouting to get the Minotaur's attention. Nancy couldn't help but chuckle slightly at his antics - he was funny at times. Demetri managed to escape from the Minotaur's deathly grip by changing his form, and Bacchus' son seemed to be attempting to do something. Nancy had pitied him when the Minotaur had flung him around like a rag doll just moments before - she wasn't sure even if the children of Bacchus deserved to be treated like that...

"He's not taking the bait," Nancy muttered. "Alright, I'm going to try something, let's see if this gets his attention," Nancy started, before being cut off by Janelle's cry. She had been planning to use her ability over sound to throw her voice to out beyond the train, insult the Minotaur, and get him to charge right off of it. Short of that, she might have instructed dear Joanie to try to get the Minotaur off the train - or Nancy herself might've leapt off, trusting that the quest would be safe in the hands of the others.

But instead, Janelle had sent the Minotaur to sleep. "Rad. That works too," Nancy commented. "Nice job, kid." She then approached the Minotaur with her daggers and --

Roll Request

Nancy to kill the Minotaur, using both of her daggers
Skills: Daggers

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🌈 Leda Storm 🌈

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Location: Under the Sea
Skills: N/A

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At Kiera's nudging, Leda removed the fingers she had stuck in her ears - she hadn't actually ever grabbed the earplugs, just going for the quickest option, as she didn't know earplugs were even an option at first. With her fingers out of her ears, Leda snaked her arms back around Kiera's waist, holding on to her girlfriend. The ride was rather extraordinary, getting to see the ocean in a way that few other mortals ever could. It was incredible, Leda couldn't help but think, as she imagined her girlfriend as at home on the ocean floor as she would be in a mall up above the waves.

Eventually, the natural scenery gave way to a magnificent kingdom, one that took Leda's breath away. "Damn... Your dad's got nice digs," Leda murmured to the two sisters. As they approached the kingdom, the hippocampi came to a halt, and everyone was dismounting, so Leda assumed that was their cue to go. She hopped off of the hippocampus and then offered Kiera a hand to dismount. Once Kiera was safely down, Leda then stretched out her arms and legs. "Wonder how fast I could run down here, luv," she murmured. She knew that water would slow her down - but the real limiting factor probably would be if someone could maintain a protective bubble around her, to keep her from dying instantly. She glanced back at Sera, who had commented she'd love to live here. "From what I've heard, it's not entirely uncommon for kids of the Big Three to move in with their parents - at least Hades' kids have done so."

Avengers Academy: Junior Year 💥

@Martian: Hey, few edits needed for your post! :)

• In the second update, I mentioned No one at the school had even bothered to have an attendant sitting with the hammer, they were so confident that none of their students could lift it (which, like, rude!). So you'll need to edit out the line of your post referencing an announcer running the hammer station.
• Minor point, but you need to edit out the NPC dialogue from the person running the sword booth - per the rules of the RP, the GM runs all NPCs (unless otherwise noted).
• Also, post needs to be cross-posted on Skyrose to be considered complete

Avengers Academy: Junior Year 💥

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@BlueSky44@Nallore@Trainerblue192@Achronum@PatientBean@Forsythe@Martian@Ogobrogo@Blizz@Ever Faithful@Kirah@Natsu

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12:10 PM - Mon. Sep. 13th, 2038 - Margaret Carter Institute

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@BlueSky44: As Zelda wandered over to the trivia booth, she would see a group of students moving on from playing there. A few of them had teddy bears in their hands, dressed up as famous superheroes - there was a She-Hulk bear, its fur painted green and dressed in a smart pantsuit that would stick out in particular to Zelda. At the booth itself, there were bears in boxes sitting behind the booth, and random pieces of candy covering the table. The worker manning the booth gave Zelda a smile. "Want to try your hand at trivia? Or just take some candy, they gave us too much... If you get all ten questions right though, you get a BearVenger to bring home with you!"

@BlueSky44@Kirah: Maybe back in Washington DC in the early 2020's, Zari had been the one to turn heads - but here, her fashion was on trend and on point. Instead, it was Andy who was catching stray glances and whispers, some of them admiring her retro look, and others lamenting that she looked like someone's mother. However, no one was bothering them. The food line was getting pretty long, longer really with each passing minute, but both sword fighting and the photo station were more or less available.

@Ever Faithful@PatientBean: The two of you have both decided to (ominously?) stare out at the field, before joining the carnival proper. It's extremely likely that you'll notice each other. Of course, whether you interact is up to you. As for Ardere, she would also be able to notice the brief bit of flames going up, as someone in the line for food seemed to use their powers. Ardere might also spot an area of the carnival where there were piles of crushed cars, with students struggling to lift as many cars as they could to show off their strength. For Sabine, she's already spotted the poor fiery incident that happened in the line, and has probably also spotted the arrival of her new bestie/roommate, Leah. She would also notice what looked like a green and silver blur zipping through the crowds - probably Tommy Maximoff, one half of the break-up in today's gossip.

@Forsythe: As Victoria's hands close around the hammer, everyone in line to try their hand at Mjolnir pauses for a moment with bated breath. No one that day had been able to make the hammer budge - not even Billy Maximoff, who had tried to cast a love spell on the enchanted weapon. No one at the school had even bothered to have an attendant sitting with the hammer, they were so confident that none of their students could lift it (which, like, rude!).

The hammer didn't budge for Vicky, though. Instead, it just remained on the ground, having judged her - and found her lacking.

Ouch.

@Ogobrogo: Maybe the events happening a bit further up the line weren't Teddy's problem, but the universe had a surprise in store for him anyways. Standing at six feet tall, with green skin, elf-like ears, and blonde hair, Teddy Altman (AKA Hulkling) almost bumped right into Teddy. Hulkling stopped and then broke into a wide grin. "Hey man, how's it going? Did you get a chance to lift yet? I got to twenty before I had to slow down, didn't stretch properly beforehand," Hulkling said, his tone friendly. His arm was snaked around a somewhat shorter boy with jet-black hair, his boyfriend, possibly the biggest geek and nerd at AA, Billy Maximoff.

"Have a good summer, Teddy?" Billy asked. He then laughed. "I mean, you Teddy, not him Teddy. Urgh."

@Ogobrogo: It was Mai's turn for face paint, and the worker motioned for her to take a seat. There was an example sheet with different things people could request to have done. "Whatcha like, dear?" the worker asked, fiddling her thumbs slightly as she waited for Mai to make a choice. She'd been doing a lot of ironic battery pictures on people - the AA Battery was an unofficial school mascot. Hopefully, Mai gave her something different to do. Mai's phone would also go off with a text from Danny.

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April Flynn

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Location: the Field (School Carnival)
Skills: N/A
~First Day Fit~

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April pouted slightly, and as Danny clung to her arm, April used her other arm to cling back on his arm. "I would never abandon my husbands!" April declared, before giggling slightly. She never had had any romantic interest in the boys, just as she knew they never had any romantic interest in her, but the three of them still felt like a natural set - a perfect trio. April could just picture it, the three of them as the stars of a queer and upbeat YA series - it was probably called Avengers Academy and it would follow their lives and hijinks, culminating in them winning the Contest of Champions and then absolutely slaying at Prom.

She was snapped out of her daydream though (thankfully, before she could consider what sort of fanfiction people might write about their hypothetical YA novel) by a thud as Dorian crashed into someone - or they crashed into him? April wasn't 1000% sure what had happened, since she wasn't completely paying attention. "Oh, hey, I know you, you're--" April began to say, before things escalated fast incredibly fast. Everything felt like a blur and she didn't even have time to fully comprehend what had happened - one second, Percy was on fire, the next, Danny had put him out, leaving a thin layer of white on the once amazing velvet jacket. It was completely ruined now.

"Hey hey hey hey hey, we're okay, everyone's okay," April said, trying to reassure Danny. She put an arm around his shoulder and pulled him in somewhat close. "You're fine, right? Everything's fine. And that jacket was last season anyways, so, I think at the end of the day, Danny and Dory did you a bit of a favor? I'm April, by the way - if you don't quite remember me, it's been a few years since I saw you - you got taller!"

April was somewhat annoyed at Leah waltzing on over and teasing Danny - when she felt it was pretty clear that now was not the time to tease Danny about this. They could tease him about it once he no longer felt mortified. Maybe at the end of the year they'd be able to go omg remember when you almost killed a freshie to keep him from cutting in line to get food? legendary shit. And not too far behind Leah was Diana, Percy's older sister. "No one is trying to kill everyone, it's fine, everyone's fine, we're all good!" April insisted. "And if we did want to kill him, we would've taken him to a secondary location - we wouldn't be doing it while waiting for funnel cake. In front of half the school. Duh."

"And the food is free! It's always free!" April then laughed somewhat nervously.

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Percy Novikov

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Location: the Field (School Carnival)
Skills: N/A
~First Day Fit~

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This was probably the worst first day of school Percy had had in his entire fourteen years of life. He didn't think highly of other people, but he had assumed that at the prestigious Margaret Carter Institute, people would have a handle on their powers. Apparently he was wrong. In the span of seconds, he had gone from a cute guy offering to buy him free food (and making a comment about his jacket, Percy knew that it was bold to wear velvet outside, but he was bold) to being SET ON FIRE.

"Какого хрена ты делаешь?!" Percy swore, his words coming out in Russian unintentionally. He moved quickly to get his beautiful, destroyed velvet jacket off of him - only to then get a mouth full of a portable fire extinguisher. Percy had instinctively shut his eyes when the boy started to spray him down, but his mouth hadn't closed quickly enough, and he could taste the strange chemicals in his mouth. "Are you satisfied, now?" he snapped at Danny, opening his eyes and quickly shrugging off his jacket.

Someone he didn't know - a giant to Percy in size - then came up and asked who the new kid was. "The 'new kid' is none of your concern," Percy answered bitterly. For understandable reasons, he was pretty pissed off. And he was hungry. His sister then made an appearance as well and Percy rolled his eyes, throwing his hands up in the air in irritation. There went his chance at making a name for himself and not just living in his sister's wake.

"I do not need your protection," Percy reminded Diana, annoyed. "And yes, April, I do remember you. Congratulations. You must be very honored." He then huffed, straightening up his shirt slightly, the top few buttons still undone as to be tantalizing. "Is everyone done now? Anyone else want to make comments or destroy my clothes? No? Good."

Star Crossed: a Star Wars Story (BlueSky44 & Morose)

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Raynor Blake, Jedi Knight

25 pts (Light-Side)

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"I am, thank you," Raynor said, forcing a slight smile. Raynor then took a seat, now that it was clear that Shakka was not going anywhere. "Now, back to business shall we?" He knew that this meal was a game of its own - a game of maneuvering. Jarothe's goal would be to keep Raynor from having any suspicions of him - and Raynor's goal would be to make Jarothe sweat, to trick him into making a mistake. Any opening that Jarothe would give him, Raynor would take. Anything that would allow him to place Jarothe under arrest and call the Jedi Council, and have them come at once. The Republic could seize Colbol Corp.

"I have spent the past few hours questioning Shakka - yet I imagine, you may have some questions for me?" he asked Jarothe.

X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽

@Master EffeX Hey fam, reminder that you aren't allowed to edit the CS w/o permission - RPG shows you made an edit a few hours ago.

Star Crossed: a Star Wars Story (BlueSky44 & Morose)

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Raynor Blake, Jedi Knight

25 pts (Light-Side)

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Maybe someone else would've given up, but Raynor was stubborn - too stubborn, as his master often reminded him. And once he had set his mind to something, he wasn't keen on changing it. One way or another, Shakka was going to stay. "What other things does she need to do?" Raynor asked innocently, feigning ignorance. "Surely you could spare her for the duration of this meal? I don't see why that would be any sort of an issue." Raynor was hoping to somewhat corner Jarothe - giving specifics on what Shocky had to do would be more likely to force him to trip up and admit that she was slave labor.

"As for why I'm keen on my attendance, it's what I said earlier - I think her insight and perspective is invaluable, beyond rote memorization. Anyone can memorize a list of facts. And if that reason is not enough, I enjoy her company," Raynor concluded, making an appeal to hospitality. But his patience was wearing thin. If Jarothe pushed again, then Raynor was going to push back - hard. The Council had sent him here to do this quietly, but he was fairly certain that Shakka would know where to get the evidence they needed, and the two of them could leave now. There wasn't a real need to creep around in the dark after Jarothe had gone to bed.