Morose

Avengers Academy: Junior Year 💥

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

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1:00 PM - Mon. Sep. 13th, 2038 - Margaret Carter Institute

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@Ever Faithful@Natsu@TrainerBlue192: The flaps to Agatha's tent billowed open, as Mary Sue exited. Agatha peered out for a moment, taking in Ardere and Dorian. The expression on her face was unclear - surprised, perhaps? Or wary? It was difficult to say. At any rate though, Ardere had gotten there first, so it was her turn to go ahead and talk to Agatha. Dorian would have to wait a little while longer - he'd likely notice the cute little compact in Mary Sue's hands, with its striking resemblance to the compact of Sailor Moon, only with a moon instead of a star. Maybe something worth talking about? (@Ever Faithful go ahead and post the collab we did now!).

@BlueSky44@Forsythe@Nallore@Kirah@Blizz::

Roll Recaps

Mads - becomes irrationally angry with Ser Megan
Zari - no effect (somewhat because Asgardians already want to fight everyone lol)
Vicky - no effect
Andy - becomes irrationally angry with Ser Megan
SELENE! - no effect
Leah - becomes irrationally angry with Ser Megan

In the fight between Vicky and Zari, things were bound to be interesting. The two of them were both tech types, both with Nordic heritage, and somewhat of an obsession when it came to swords and shields. As Zari went into a defensive stance, allowing Vicky to make the first move, Lady Luck was clearly on her side. Vicky lunged forward to catch Zari's blade, attempting to block with one sword and let the other attack. Instead, Zari's defense and parry knocked Vicky's forward sword out of her hand, sending it flying into the seats where it hit some poor sophomore in the face (sorry, Carl!).

In the fight between Mads and Ser Megan, Ser Megan was either excited or annoyed that Mads had managed to land a blow on her, albeit a soft one that she had quickly returned. "It's been a long time since someone managed to do that," she observed dryly. Was it a compliment or a dig? With this girl, it seemed to always be hard to say, something that was no doubt infuriating. Megan advanced forward with a quick sequence of strikes, alternating in heights and targets, all in an attempt to catch Mads off guard, but Mads would manage to - just barely - block them all. They were evenly matched - for now.

"What ho!" the King, aka the president of the Medieval Knights, said as Leah approached. "Yea and verily, we doth have a new contender for the tourney!" They weren't really using the correct terms or whatnot, instead speaking like an actor's rough approximation of what someone from the middle ages might sound like - likely from Monty Python. The King paused for a moment, trying to figure out who to have newcomer Leah spar off against, but then they spotted Andy - talking to her bag? "Fair lady knight, doth thou wish to compete in a contest of arms?" they shouted out to her.

"Why yes, I would LOVE to do that! Before you kids got all into scissors, we had swords," Selene the haunted doll shouted. Then, at a longer volume, she giggled and answered - or at least gave a response to - Andy's questions. "Aww, you're going to make mummy cry with joy - now go and kill this girl in an unrighteous fury, dove."

The King didn't see the doll, so he assumed that weird (British? Greek? it was hard to say) accent that had answered them must've come from Andy. "Excellent! Verily! The two of you shall face off in yonder spot!" they said, pointing at an open mat, and gesturing to the foam swords lying on a tarp. "Pick your weapon! Powers may be used if both parties doth agree. And these fights are to the death, good lady knights!"

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Percy Novikov

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Location: Stark Hall - First Floor
Skills: N/A
~New Outfit~

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"Likewise," Percy said to Teddy. "I don't think I will have a problem telling you if I'm annoyed," he then said honestly. He tended to speak his mind without restraint.

Percy could not help but have déjà vu, seeing the boy from earlier crash into Teddy and land on his ass this time. He didn't know it, but Percy was staring at him with a clear expression of disgust. Had anyone called him out on it though, he would've claimed that was just his face. He couldn't help that he had a bad case of RBF from time to time. Particularly when assholes like Dorian were around. But the expression of disgust was replaced with one of immense confusion, as Dorian excused himself with the most nonsensical thing Percy had heard in his life.

"... I think he might have a concussion," Percy said, trying to wrap his head around it. He had heard plenty of French, he didn't have a problem translating it thanks to his powers, and he was almost certain the boy had said Would you have before rushing out of Stark Hall. Maybe it was best if he didn't think about him too much. He was only going to annoy and confuse Percy at best. And yet, he was having trouble getting him out of his mind - and clearly, out of his life as well. In a school of almost a hundred students, how come he had run into this guy twice in barely an hour?

He was irritated not just at that boy though, but at his sister. He would have never brought up her sex life as a joke. He was barely fourteen years old. He didn't want to think about anything like that ever, it was gross to him. So naturally, he was angry that she had brought up his - something that he was very much not partaking in. He hadn't even kissed a boy yet.

His roommate, Teddy, seemed fine though. Percy was certain that he would have no trouble calling him out if needed. Zelda was still there though, as Teddy left. And she seemed to be painfully shy. "What kind of encounter?" Percy asked curiously. "The asshole who knocked into our friendly giant? He got his buddy to light me on fire and then he possessed my body," Percy said bitterly. "I'm sure it can't have been worse than that."

He then looked at Diana. He didn't really want to be hanging around solo with his sister. That wasn't the vibe he wanted. "You should come with us. Safety in numbers."

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April Flynn

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

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April pouted slightly at how easily Mai gave up on her Kate Bishop dreams. She didn't necessarily disagree though. There were plenty of rumors going around that Kate might've been bi, but she hadn't dated anyone seriously besides Tommy Maximoff so far at AA. She nodded in agreement though as Mai declared that dudes were crusty - they really were. April didn't like the label, but she was a gold star lesbian, having never even considered the possibility of a special guy in her life. The only special guys she needed were Danny and Dorian.

Which then proceeded to bring back the little bits of dark swirling jealousy in her stomach - especially as after Sabine's killer shot, Mai was cheering for her, and Danny was shaking Sabine in excitement. April's chest began to feel a little bit tight, and she could almost feel the hint of something behind her eyeballs. "OMG you did it!!!" April cheered, putting on her best smile. "That was, like, absolutely killer! You didn't mind wipe us to make us all think you did it right?" April then teased slightly, before instantly regretting it. "Not that I'm accusing you or saying you would, though! You totally did it all by yourself without your powers! It was amazing!"

And then, April felt like that had been all too much. She was never good at doing things in moderation. It was always way too much, way too fast. She wished that Dorian was back. He was supposed to be meeting them there soon, right? She pulled out her phone and shot off a quick text to him. April took another bite into her apple, before realizing her appetite had almost entirely vanished. "I'm gonna go throw this out, be right back besties!" April said, before hurrying off to the nearest trash can.

Text to Dorian

Birthday bby hurry up and get here already!! You missed 👸Sabine 💦dunk Coulson! 😭😭😭

Poor Headmaster Coulson, meanwhile, was rapidly blinking his eyes, trying to get the water out of them. It took him a minute before he managed to climb back up onto his chair, wet as a dog. "Sparkling, Miss Bassard," Coulson answered Sabine, shaking his head at the crazy kids.

X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽

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Guin Stark

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Location: the Mall!
Skills: N/A
~Fit Check~

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Guin rolled her eyes at Pietro's complaints about motorcycles being too slow. "Maybe I'll have to go race them with Lance, then," she suggested, sticking her tongue out slightly. It was rough being married to Pietro Maximoff at times, particularly as while Guin's mind could more or less keep up with him, her body could not. She ate another bit of pretzel bites, thinking for a moment as to where she wanted to go next, as Pietro seemed to have zero ideas. She was mildly suspicious that he had already zipped around this entire mall.

She pulled out her phone, and shot off a text to Mary -

@Mary

Man, I swear this mall was like cute and shit when we got here, but now I'm getting bored lmao. How are your plants? Any of them started fighting zombies yet? 🧟🧟🧟

"Leeet's go to GameStop, then. Maybe they'll have something fun that I can rip apart and rebuild," Guin proposed. Refurbishing an old Wii or GameCube sounded like a fun project. It'd be a nice thing to do in her spare time. There were moments when it was almost awkward, being into machines and robotics, when part of the X-Men - as famously, robots and mutants didn't tend to mix. Guin was pretty sure her X-gene was somewhat of a cosmic joke at this point. She then turned on the ball of her foot, and started walking off to the GameStop. After that, she had nooo idea what she was going to do. It'd come to her in the moment. Provided they didn't get attacked spontaneously. That did tend to happen. Ruined the vibe sometimes.

She shot off a text to Lance as they walked -

@Lance

Pietro is being lame and doesn't wanna race motorcycles with me, you in?

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Neil Spellman

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Location: the Mansion
Skills: N/A
~Fit Check~

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Neil felt somewhat flustered by the newcomer's rapid fire questions - and immediately regretted making the slight joke he had to Bethany. It was one thing to joke about that around people who weren't versed in magic, and either this man was really into LARPing, or he was magical himself. Neil sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck for a moment. "... I'd rather you didn't, to be honest," Neil told Max. He didn't know the man at all. He'd never met him before. The best of the best of Neil's family hadn't been able to remove the curse, and having this stranger examine him... it made Neil feel vulnerable and afraid.

Thankfully, he was saved by the bell - or rather, the Phoenix. Neil relaxed ever so slightly when Mary showed up. She was the leader of the team, dealing with magical newcomers was quite literally her job description. Neil tried to silently communicate to Bethany that the two of them could leave - he did still want to pick her brain some about D&D - but instead she invited Max to go along with them to the kitchen - the exact place Neil needed to go, as his grumbling tummy kept reminding him. He kept trying to read the body language of the people talking, to figure out what sort of person this Max was - and wait, did he say he had a family? Neil was trying not to judge, but he looked a little young for that. But maybe he was actually, like, 500 years old - magic people tended to age weirdly. Neil had a baby cousin who had been born in the Stone Age and was still, by all intents and purposes, a baby. They still had to use a pacifier.

He cleared his throat slightly, as Bethany spoke for him. "Neil Spellman - Solstice, if you want my mutant name," Neil offered, before holding out a hand for Max to shake. If he knew about Neil's family and had a problem with it, it would be better for them to figure it out now and get it out of the way. His reaction - ideally lack thereof - to that name would be the deciding factor. He was curious about this Mutant Underground stuff as well - the name was vaguely familiar.

🌠 Once Upon A Time 🌠(Concluded)

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Megan Pendragon

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Location: Atlantica
Skills: N/A

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For the relative silence that they needed to operate under, it served to make the shrieks of pain that much more piercing. Megan was disappointed she couldn't take the time to enjoy it properly. It was a symphony to her ears, the final performance of a beloved and magnificent opera, about to leave the stage forevermore. Sierra and Megan's father were both sabotaging the docks, whereas Megan heard another noice pierce the tenuous silence - crying. She turned her head, following the source of the sound, and she spotted cages on one of the nearby ships.

Megan didn't say a word to Sierra or Arthur, as she diverted her course, nimbly making her way onto the ship. There, she found more prisoners that she assumed to be merpeople - or merpeople enthusiasts, as they were wearing Atlantean clothing, shells and whatnot. Luckily, they had feet at the moment instead of finds. Chains and ropes kept them bound, and Megan paused for a moment, examining them all. "Don't move," she cautioned, before using excalibur to release them, hacking away their bindings like they were nothing.

"Now go, and quickly," she said, quickly scanning the ship for anything else interesting. The gold might've interested some, but it was dull to her.

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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Breathe. In. Out. In. Out.

It was taking all of Raynor's focus to not just focus on the bloody wound in his side. He had to use the Force, reach out with his senses, determine if the way ahead was clear. The battle raging above the planet's surface depended on them. It didn't matter if they lived or died, all that mattered was if they could destroy the power core of this factory. In the shape he was in, Raynor didn't know if he'd be able to escape the factory in time if he destroyed the core, resulting in a violent explosion. "Do you know how to disable the core, Emzie?" Raynor asked, even though each word physically hurt to form.

He reached ahead with his senses, trying to determine if he detected any lifeforms up ahead. He didn't feel any. There could be droids though. That was one of the pesky things about the clankers - they were slippery when it came to the Force. He could throw them around with the Force all day, but feeling their souls, their presence? It was almost impossible for him. He knew other Jedi were better at it, but he wasn't. Especially not now.

He took another breath, bracing himself, before flinging the door open with the Force. His muscles were tensed, ready for a fight, and...

The room was empty of droids.

"Emzie, I don't like this..." he muttered warily. "It should be guarded, right?"

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

The Stables...

Lorna's eyes were wide with fascination as Kitty explained all of this lore to her. She couldn't help but notice that of all the mythological Japanese creatures she knew (which were now two), they both had extra tails! "Woah! Do all of them have like more tails and stuff? Or is it just the cat and cat-like ones? Like is there a dog thing with like ten tails?" Lorna asked. Her next question died in her mouth as she let out a slight screech, clinging onto Kitty for dear life as they suddenly rocketed up into the air. "Oh my gods don't drop meeeeee!!!" she cackled, enjoying herself just as much if not more than she was terrified. When they came to somewhat of a stop, hovering about the stables, Lorna processed the next bit of information that Kitty had given.

"So it's not like a mommy kitsune and a daddy kitsune have a baby kitsune - anyone can just... give birth to one? That's wicked cool! And weird! But mostly cool!" It was really blowing her mind to think about, which was saying something as there were so many weird Greek myths that Lorna shouldn't have been that thrown off by it. She wasn't too disappointed either by Kitty saying that she didn't know things - Lorna didn't know lots of things. "That's okay! We're both just learning. Like, I still don't know Hebrew very well, and like, I can say basic things in it but I don't really know what I'm doing, I kinda mumble through it on holidays and stuff..."

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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It hadn't even occurred to Nancy that they could use their musical skills to calm people. She tended to use her voice as a weapon, blowing people's minds - literally. A slight red tinge colored her cheeks. As a Roman, she prided herself on seeing how her abilities could be used to aid the group as a whole, to strengthen them and weaken their enemies. It was somewhat embarrassing that she had not considered a non-combat capability of her musical gift. Maybe she could use her voice to do more than hurt people.

The brief feeling of shame though did not last long on her face - not as Demetri, for whatever reason, seemed to be angry with her. It honestly surprised Nancy. She didn't think about him very much, he was just like any other Greek here, the only one she gave two shits about was Zeke. The others were just allies in this quest, nothing more, and nothing less. Yes, Nancy had been somewhat snippy with Demetri, but she hadn't been expecting him to snap back at her. "I don't have a problem with you, actually," Nancy told Demetri. She wasn't going to back down. "Or your bestie Venus. I'd rather gag myself with a spoon than think about either of you." she snapped.

Her ire then was diverted, at Cassian's - ludicrous - suggestion that he, Zeke, and herself could work together to calm down the passengers. Anything Nancy had preached about Roman teamwork was out the window. Her eyes had widened in shock, before narrowing. "I think I'd rather be arrested than perform with you, son of Bacchus," she said sternly. At any rate, it looked like Janelle had been successful in calming down the passengers on the train. She was winning points in Nancy's book. If she had to rank the Greeks, it would be: Zeke >> Janelle >> Kristin > Demetri >>>>>>> Cassian. "Good work, Janelle," Nancy praised, although her tone was clipped and even, not filled with positive emotional inflections, as if she was commenting on the weather.

Kristin redirected their attention to the matter of transportation. Nancy didn't like it. She had barely worked up the nerve to commit to this quest, and she didn't want to find another way to get to Las Vegas. Before the mortals had calmed down, she had seen no other choice. But now, they had a choice. They could continue to ride this train and fight in close quarters, or they could steal a car, hot wire it, and drive the rest of the way... Either way, Nancy was certain monsters would find them. No quest was ever easy.

"The next stop is... Philadelphia," Nancy murmured. They hadn't really gotten any closer to Las Vegas then. Nancy didn't want to think about it, but her knowledge of US geography also made her think they might've been slightly farther away actually. "I'd prefer to ride this train as long as we can. Monsters are going to come for us no matter where we are. At least this way, we can zip through a lot of territory." She wasn't scared of more close quarters fighting.

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🌈 Leda Storm 🌈

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Location: Under the Sea
Skills: N/A

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Leda, luckily enough, did remember the words of the prophecy. It wasn't her first quest, so she had known how important it was to commit them to memory. She didn't pick up on Poseidon misunderstanding her compliment - she knew her myths very well, she knew that he hadn't made the oceans, but she assumed he was maintaining and renovating them or at least tinkering around with them. "To find the trident, the child of the sea, rainbow, and the dead must enter the depths to find the lord of the sea and with the camp of the sea," Leda recited.

"We had another with us on the quest - a son of Hades - but... Hades seems to have, like, grounded him," Leda explained. Prophecies could be weird sometimes. Maybe Sera wasn't necessarily a part of this prophecy, but she was a part of this quest. Though, Leda supposed that anyone there might've been a child of the dead, assuming one of their parents had passed on. Maybe that's what it had meant - literally dead, not Hades dead.

Poseidon had more or less already confirmed what the prophecy had said - that they needed to go to this sea camp, Camp Fish-blood. Leda was sure there was a copyright lawsuit pending between Fish-blood and Half-blood, things would get ugly any day now. But if the camp was being attacked by Oceanus, and it was the place named in the prophecy, she was certain that was where their quest would lead them.

Avengers Academy: Junior Year 💥

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

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12:50 PM - Mon. Sep. 13th, 2038 - Margaret Carter Institute

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@Ogobrogo: Teddy was clearly LIVING, high on life. As he took his sweaty, stinky self back to his dorm room to wash up, he'd run into a pair of siblings in the lobby. Diana Novikova and Percy Novikov, the Novikoffs if you were nasty. (See Percy's post for more update goodness~)

@Blizz: Maybe it was a trick of the light. Or maybe it was something more. Her hand seemed to darken somewhat, taking on an earthy tone and texture. The transformation would look like it had begun to slowly spread up her arm. The moment Leah released the hammer though, her hand would change back to normal - just ordinary skin, nothing earthy about it.

"Hurry up, I wanna try!" a snot-faced freshmen complained, having been waiting 'patiently' for all of ten seconds behind Leah to try out the hammer. No one had managed to lift the hammer all day, although one or two students claimed that it had started to budge, and they had stopped out of respect for Thor.

@Natsu: Once complete, feel free to post our collab :)

@BlueSky44: As Zelda makes her way back to the dorm, she will also have to go through the ground floor of Stark Hall. This places her exactly where two people who would be somewhat familiar to her are - Diana Novikova and Percy Novikov, again, the Novikoffs if you're nasty lol. (See Percy's post for more update goodness~)

@Ever Faithful: For Ardere, the person in front of her was still inside the Fortune Telling tent with Prof. Harkness. They should be out soon though, so hopefully she won't have to wait much longer. If she decides to do some people watching, she'll notice a group of girls heading over to get their faces painted - Kate Bishop, America Chavez, and Cassie Lang. By the reactions of other people looking at them, it'd be safe to say that those were THE popular girls at school, the ones who really ruled this place.

@BlueSky44@Forsythe@Nallore@Kirah:

Roll Recaps

Mads - becomes irrationally angry with Ser Megan
Zari - no effect (somewhat because Asgardians already want to fight everyone lol)
Vicky - no effect
Andy - becomes irrationally angry with Ser Megan
SELENE! - no effect (sadly)

The King looked both annoyed and relieved that Mads had agreed to go up against Ser Megan. "Passive powers are permitted in all matches, as inhibitors are unethical," the King explained. "Beyond that, it's up to the duelists if ye would like to have all of your talents at play! The duel is to the death or yield. Preferably the latter, Megan."

Ser Megan might've scowled, might've smirked, or even just made no face at all as she looked Mads up and down. "I want you at your best," Ser Megan said. "If that's with your witchbreed gifts, then that's fine with me." She had her foam sword at the ready and she shifted into a fighting stance. She was already in the center of one of the little rings - ready to fight, whenever Mads was.

Andy would manage to make her way over to the Academy Knights booth and rejoin her friends. Along the way, Selene had mostly behaved, although she kept pointing out different students to Andy and whispering virgin. By the time they had reached the Academy Knights though, the Selene doll was still and just appeared to be an ordinary doll, definitely not possessed by the trapped spirit of an immortal mutant sorceress, who claimed to be the common ancestor for modern mutants.

There was another little ring space as well, so Vicky and Zari would be able to have their practice fight at the same time as Mads faced off against Ser Megan. But hey, maybe Andy would want to fight too, could have a 1x1x1 battle maybe?

@Trainerblue192: For better or for worse, Dorian had just missed Percy - Percy was already back down on the first floor by the time Dorian had gone to his room and read the horrifying note on the door. No one else seemed to be around at the moment really. His dorm mom / supervisor, Firestar, must've been out at the carnival with the other faculty - where pretty much everyone in the school was hanging out at the moment, celebrating a few more fleeting moments of freedom before classes would start up again. Hopefully the rest of Dorian's day goes better than it has so far! And hopefully Nemo won't be too upset about the teacup...

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Percy Novikov

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Location: Stark Hall - First Floor
Skills: N/A
~New Outfit~

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Percy wasn't particularly interested in any of those activities - there was a reason he had spent the morning of the carnival reading in the sunshine, rather than going around and getting his face painted something ridiculous like a fairy princess or a tiger. He could guess that Diana would want to go to archery, but she had specified that he got to pick. He was intrigued somewhat by the option of dressing up for photos or playing chess. But if he were being honest... he was the most interested in fortune telling.

Some people might've been surprised, but he did believe in that sort of thing - mostly because one of his moms' coworkers was the Scarlet Witch. Magic and the supernatural weren't unproven, they were facts, real and concrete. Maybe Agatha Harkness could tell him what he had to do in order to avoid those assholes from earlier for the rest of his life. Or maybe she'd do him the kindness of lifting whatever sort of curse they had no doubt placed on him, as that many repeated traumas and assaults didn't just happen by accident.

"I want to do fortune telling," Percy settled on. "I want to ask Agatha for a detailed plan on how to never see those pieces of shit again. And then, I want her to tell me about your love life, so I can practice my disapproving glare at the lucky guy or gal early. It needs to be withering."

He secretly was somewhat interested in his own love life as well - not that he would fess up to that. He had a certain image to maintain, standards to adhere to. If Agatha told him he was going to end up with some common fool, he wanted to know now, so he could make drastic changes to avoid that fate.

Percy then turned his head, seeing someone enter the ground floor of Stark Hall. He had not really met his roommate, but it was hard not to recognize him on sight. Percy gave him a curt nod. "Nice to see you, Teddy." He had given Teddy the once over and saw that people's descriptions of Teddy as a young bear were not really exaggerated too much at all. Percy was fairly certain Teddy could knock him over just with a sneeze.

And then, not too long after, a vaguely familiar face came on through. He didn't know her super well, but well enough to recognize her - Zelda Flynn. "Is... is that a bear dressed up as She-Hulk? I didn't know bears were so popular here," Percy said dryly, his eyes flickering over to Teddy as he said bear.

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April Flynn

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

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"No, I wish I had - today's been like hella stressful so far, could've used something," April lamented. Her stuff was hidden in her dorm room at the moment, and April knew that Dorian was likely back there calming down, so she didn't want to go back there and intrude on him, not when he wasn't feeling well.

Something dark twisted in April's stomach though as she saw Sabine link arms with Danny. She didn't dare put a name to the emotion, though. When it came to unpleasant emotions, April tried to live by the advice of a Disney classic - conceal, don't feel. It worked for the most part. And the school hadn't ever pulled her to the side to talk about why the pipes in Stark Hall seemed to freeze over at least once a month, despite their location in sunny southern California. Nope, there was nothing here for her to examine, everything was (going to be) fine! She plastered an extra big smile on her face, even though it made her cheeks hurt. Today was (going to be) a fantastic day.

"No way!" April gasped, at Danny's revelations about Professor Harkness and Headmaster Coulson. At an ordinary school, a rumor like that would've been dismissed immediately. But here at AA, crazy things were normal - the headmaster secretly being a clone of a crazed eugenicist was hardly the most outrageous thing April had heard about the staff here. For instance, she knew that one of the teachers was a cat created by some dude called the High Evolutionary, and went around getting into trouble, Puss in Boots style (another classic movie). "What if EVERYONE on staff is Sinister? My parents don't get involved in X-Men style shit often, my mom says she went to that mansion once and it was a gigaaaantic mistake, but like... He's no joke. I think he's on like ten million different SHIELD watch lists. Like, I think he was a Nazi or something and got paperclipped or whatever it was that they did to evil science peeps? Also, you and Kate would be SUCH a cute couple, Mai, you should def go for it even if they didn't split, wreck that home!"

When a portal opened with a whoosh, and a jacket was ejected, April wasn't as cut off guard as she had been the first few times this had happened near her. If she remembered correctly, she had actually screamed like a Final Girl the first time it had happened. Instead, she waved eagerly with her candy apple at the rapidly closing portal, despite not even catching a glimpse of who was on the other side. "Hi Mr. Gray!" April called out cheerfully, doing her best still to be the person everyone wanted her to be - the upbeat, fun, bright, ever positive girl next door.

The group then arrived at the dunk tanks, where Headmaster Phil Coulson, struggling to hold onto his remaining three or four hairs, was at their mercy. His suit was sopping wet, so they definitely wouldn't be the first students to dunk him that day. And they probably wouldn't be the last. There was a bucket of balls, and the person running the booth explained that everyone got three tries, and there were no repeat visits allowed, so they'd need to make every ball count.

"So, who wants to throw some balls first?" the attendant asked, looking at the group.

X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽

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Guin Stark

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Location: the Mall!
Skills: N/A
~Fit Check~

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Guin found the little mall at Salem Center to be so cute. The places she typically shopped at were for rich people, filled with useless stores selling things for thousands of dollars, without a single Hot Topic in sight. Nordstroms could only dream of being featured in the sort of places that the Starks would shop - and here, at Salem Center, it was the crown jewel in a dying mall. She secretly hoped that the mall would actually go under within a few years, just because the thought of doing urban exploration of it in, like, a decade sounded so trippy to her.

She popped a pretzel bite into her mouth, having grabbed a little thing at the Annie's. She then offered one to Pietro. "Want one, babe?" she asked him. They had been more or less wandering through the mall. She knew that Mira was at the mall (telepaths always know), but she was avoiding her. And for good reason. Guin was the reason that Mira had killed a lot of people. And they hadn't really talked much since that had happened. They had been good friends once - and now, Guin couldn't help but feel like she was drowning in guilt whenever Mira was nearby. Not a great recipe for an enduring friendship.

"Where do you want to go next - we could go to GameStop, see if they've got anything fun? Or we could go get you some new shoes, those ones are looking kinda worn out already. Didn't we just get those though?" Guin added with a frown. Speedsters did tend to go through shoes pretty quickly - an occupational hazard. "Oooor we could look for one of those silly, like, photo booths - the ones that spit out the strip of pics?"

She was genuinely happy here, just wandering the mall with her husband. It was nice to be back on Earth, too. After everything they had been through, Guin had started attending narcotics anonymous meetings again. It was helpful, just to have a place to go where she could talk about things - maybe not always how she had seen evil versions of her friends and witnessed the wreckage of a world where all hope had been lost, but hey, it was the little things in life that mattered. She had gone on a ski trip with her dad and Pepper as well when they had gotten back in the Swiss Alps. She was already ready for another vacation. Guin was always ready for a vacation.

"Oooh I wonder if we could rent motorcycles somewhere nearby and race them...." Guin then suggested, before eating the bit of pretzel she had offered Pietro.

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Location: the Mansion
Skills: Telekinesis
~Fit Check~

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Neil wasn't too sure what time he had woken up - or what time it was currently. He had installed black out curtains, letting no helpful rays of sunlight on through. His phone was abandoned on the desk, out of charge. And since he had no roommate at the moment (for which Neil was eternally thankful, he was still getting reacquainted with... well, himself), nothing from the outside world had disturbed him. No, instead Neil had spent hours pacing back and forth around the room, flipping furiously through the Curse of Strahd campaign materials. His last D&D group had been put on pause (read: ended) due to his ex-girlfriend dumping him and fleeing the Mansion, his family imploding with a zombie attack, and most of the X-Men team going off to space, where even Roll20 wouldn't help them.

At some point, Neil had stopped pacing. He had briefly contemplated lying down on the floor while he read, but it hadn't felt natural. No, what had felt more and more natural to him over the past year... were his mutant gifts. He focused on the books and the papers he had been scribbling on, as well as himself, and he had tried to use his telekinesis to levitate all those things at once. It had taken him a few tries to get it down and stable, dropping himself and/or the books a fair amount, before he had managed to pull it off. He was floating about six feet off the ground, his legs crossed, and the books gently floating all around him, going further and nearer as needed.

He could've stayed in that zen like pose for hours.

And maybe he did.

His stomach growled. Neil sighed. He had really been in the zone. And while the drastic change to his appearance had been, well, drastic, it was almost more annoying how many people just no longer recognized him. People had gone up to him, assuming he was a brand new student, and not a member of the X-Men. He had been chastised by one of the teachers for not being in class, despite no longer needing to take any formal classes at the school. And one particularly weird kid had told him that she had loved him in the Phantom Menace, despite having almost zero resemblance to Hayden Christensen.

Neil lowered the books (and himself) down to the ground. Maybe some of the old D&D crew would be getting lunch around now - he could start talking to them about characters they might want to play. He was anticipating somewhat of an uphill battle to get people to switch over to 5e for Strahd, but he had his arguments ready. His stomach growled again. Neil rolled his eyes slightly, annoyed at his own body - it was still weird at times to think of his body as being his, he didn't recognize himself most times when he looked in the mirror. He threw on his jacket and left his room, locking it up behind him.

Not too far down the hall, he saw Bethany talking to someone he didn't recognize. "Don't tell me Lance got hit with a shapeshifting curse too," he joked, his voice somewhat quiet as he walked up to the two.

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 shrugged slightly at Janelle's thanks, not realizing in the moment that it was a response imperceptible to Janelle. Her mind was too focused on the impending danger of being dragged into a mortal prison, or at the very least being held for questioning. Who knew what the mortals had seen through the Mist, but Nancy could take a guess that it hadn't been legal. Zeke was naturally preoccupied with healing the Bacchus child - Nancy privately agreed with his sentiment that they ought to have let him just pass out. If he wasn't conscious, then he couldn't use his powers, and Nancy would be able to let her guard down ever so slightly...

She raised an eyebrow, as Demi insisted she deserved something as well. "No, I don't. Janelle and yourself beat the beast. I just slit his throat," she explained. It was why she had given both Janelle and Demetri the spoils - she hadn't earned them. They had. It wasn't an olive branch or a peace offering, it wasn't a vote of confidence in the Greeks, it was pure practicality. Had Nancy felt she had earned the Minotaur horns, she would've kept them both.

"And what is your track record again with successful and maintained transformations? Remind me?" Nancy said somewhat snippily. She could just see Demetri turning into a horse midway through flight, and all of them falling to their deaths. She moved back to the original car with the others, a bit annoyed as no one else seemed to grasp the situation. "Look, if we stay in this train car, the mortals clearly saw something. They'll phone the police. They'll be at the next station we pull into. And unless one of you can spontaneously manipulate the Mist to convince them to not do that, we'll be derailed - literally. Everyone on this car will be taken into custody and questioned."

Her gaze fell on Janelle though, as something occurred to her. "Janelle, have you ever been able to manipulate the Mist? You can do things with dreams, right? Maybe it'll translate. If you could convince everyone on the train that they just had a grody ass day terror and everything is fine... that might work."

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🌈 Leda Storm 🌈

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Location: Under the Sea
Skills: N/A

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Leda had to resist the urge to point out that there were very few physical features demigods actually inherited from their parents. Kiera's hotness was all her own. Though, the storms in her eyes? Leda was positive those were from Poseidon. No mortal girl had eyes like those, eyes so deep and cataclysmic that Leda just got lost in them oh so easily... The god himself then seemed to notice them, thanks to Hercules' interjection, as he shrunk down to the size of an average mortal man and approached the group. For obvious reasons, his attention went right to his daughters.

When Kiera introduced her to Poseidon as her girlfriend, a sudden worry of being smited for dating Poseidon's daughter flashed through her. Luckily, he didn't seem to be in an overprotective dad sort of mood. "It's smashing to meet you. I'm a big fan of your work - the oceans are bloody brilliant, just gorgeous," Leda said earnestly, uncertain if she ought to do a curtsey or something else. She'd never met one of the Big Three before. The hair on the back of her neck was standing straight up. Sera seemed to be nervous as well, but she really didn't have a reason to be. Poseidon didn't have a rep for killing his kids - not like some other gods...

Avengers Academy: Junior Year 💥

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

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12:40 PM - Mon. Sep. 13th, 2038 - Margaret Carter Institute

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@Ogobrogo: Teddy is more than welcome to make his way back on over to lifting, in order to see if he can beat his best of the day and get a few more crushed vans up into the air. However, along the way back, he would run into one of the teachers at the school - Firestar. A former Avenger and a mutant, Firestar has the ability to manipulate microwave energy, although most people think she just has fire powers.

"Teddy - did you see what happened to cause that fireball?" Firestar asked. She was in charge of his dorm and knew him quite well, having taught a few classes he had been in and whatnot. "Somehow, none of the other staff members had eyes on it..."

@Blizz@BlueSky44@Natsu: As Leah left Agatha's tent, having had her dramatic and serious fortune told, she would see a new disaster unfolding in front of her. Maybe this had somehow been what Agatha had been warning about? Two new girls - freshmen, most likely - appeared to have gotten into an accidental confrontation. Leah would've missed most of it, but caught a glimpse of the illusion Zelda had accidentally projected, that of Mary Sue's parents calling her a failure. Maybe some upperclassmen advice could be used here? As for Zelda, she'd see Leah coming out of the tent. Maybe Leah would be able to help - or maybe now is a good time go find her sister?

@BlueSky44@Forsythe@Nallore: Andy had excused herself to go grab something from her room, so the quartet would become a trio. The booth for the Academy Knights isn't too far away. Assuming the trio does go to approach, they would be greeted by the president of the Academy Knights - the King himself. "What ho, three fair maidens do I see? Challengers, perhaps, to face off in a duel?" the King paused, noticing again that one person in particular was ready for another bout, and still undefeated - a dark haired girl with braids and a crest of a gold dragon on her armor.

"Will you be facing each other or is anyone so brave as to fight our champion of the tourney thus far, the brave Ser Megan?"

Ser Morgan regarded the trio intensely. She had an unnerving stare.

@Kirah: As Andy heads back to Stark Hall to grab something from her room, she would notice not very many people were actually in the building at the moment - that she could see. There was a blonde girl and a short boy with brown hair who were talking in the lobby, but otherwise not really anyone was around. When she got back to her dorm room itself, it was more or less the way she had left it - with one critical exception.

The doll imprisoning the soul of her evil immortal mother, the dark priestess herself, SELENE! - somehow, the doll had moved. The Selene doll was now sitting on the floor in the middle of the room, with all of Chi Mai's potted plants (Debbie, Rock, and Bub) in a triangle around her.

"There wasn't enough for a proper circle, bah!" Selene complained, as soon as Andy came into the room. "I need you to get me some candles, black flame, won't you be a good dear and do that for mother dearest?"

@Trainerblue192: Ser Nemo looked at Dorian quizzically for a moment. "I'm not a fish....? Oh!" he chuckled, realizing the source of the confusion. Words sounded differently to him - he heard them for their true meanings. And in the case of his name, it did not refer to an animated clown fish. "I see. No, I am afraid that I have no affiliation with Pixar - an elderly queer man is hardly what they look for in terms of protagonists in the early twenty first century."

Somehow, Ser Nemo's electric kettle had already been running - despite neither of them having been in the room for very long - and it whistled, announcing that the water was ready. Perhaps Ser Nemo had already been intending to make tea before going out for a stroll on the grounds...? But that didn't make very much sense either. Maybe they'd been in the office longer than Dorian had realized.

Ser Nemo took out two teacups - the set looked rather fine, something that must've cost a pretty penny. He poured the hot water and portioned out the loose leaf tea into two tea infusers, adding them into the cups. The cream and sugar, he then set those down on the desk in front of the two of them - as well as a third tiny flask, a cordial really. "Let it steep for a moment. It's Earl Grey, I hope you enjoy it. I have cream and sugar - and some vanilla as well, should you take it with that," Ser Nemo explained.

He had listened to Dorian's tale of woes, and his heart did break for the young man. But this day was not such a large disaster that it could not be salvaged - there would be greater sorrows to come for the young Mr. Gray, that Ser Nemo was cursed to know. It was the way of the world. Nothing gold could stay. "When I was your age, I could not control my powers either," Ser Nemo commiserated. "I humiliated myself with them. But... had that not happened, I would not have met my first love. These things have a way of working themselves out, Mr. Gray. Your birthday is not yet over - I imagine your friends perhaps were just waiting to give you gifts. Professor Harkness is still there to do readings, and I am certain there are still many cute boys for you to meet."

"But perhaps I can help to make your birthday right," Ser Nemo said, before handing Dorian the small package he had been carrying earlier. "A gift, from the faculty to you. It is never easy being away from home on your birthday. I hope you treasure this."

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Percy Novikov

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Location: Stark Hall
Skills: N/A
~New Outfit~

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Percy was indignant over the way he had been treated - but he was also hungry. And no one else seemed to be in Stark Hall, so his pride wasn't going to take too much further damage by eating some of the snacks his sister gave him. He grumpily put a handful of kettle corn into his mouth, doing his best to look angry even as his stomach rejoiced at the influx of sweet, sugary food. "You'd think they'd have learned how to control their powers - or just maybe, maybe using your powers to do the light thingy wasn't ideal - or hijacking someone's body without consent could be considered assault," Percy snapped. He wasn't angry at Diana - he was angry at the older boys who had hurt him.

He didn't mention that this situation had started due to Percy's own powers misfiring, but bumping into someone was different from setting them on fire and then possessing them. It was an entirely different class of offense. "And I'm fine, I just tripped over something," Percy lied. He didn't know what had come over him briefly, and he didn't want to think about it anymore. The day had been traumatizing enough.

He didn't particularly want to be the pathetic loser boy tagging around his sister, but he knew hiding off in his dorm room for the rest of the day wasn't a good look either. And he doubted Diana would actually let up. She was probably even more overprotective of him than their moms were. Percy sighed. "Just - just let me get changed, okay? We can't let those assholes ruin our day, I suppose." Percy then took the elevator up to the sixth floor. He opened up room 601 with his keys, and noted that his roommate still wasn't there.

Percy strummed his fingers on the dresser for a moment, before opening up the drawers and quickly assembling a new outfit. He hadn't anticipated needing to do a wardrobe change on his first day. But given how his favorite jacket had already been ruined, Percy decided to dress down compared to before. He swapped out his shoes for a pair of converse sneakers; for pants, he went with dark black skinny jeans; for his top, a plain black t-shirt. And to finish off the look, he put on a leather jacket/grey hoodie combo. If he got too hot, he'd ditch the jacket.

"Подними голову, Новиков," he murmured, staring at his reflection in the mirror. He would never admit it, but part of him was nervous to get back out there to the carnival. Everything had gone so wrong with the first group of students he had interacted with, what was to prevent things from getting worse?

He tried to shake those feelings off, as he left the room, locked up, and took the elevator back down to the first floor where he had left Diana. "Alright, sister dear, where to?"

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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 had made a mental note to tell Dorian exactly what Danny had said so innocently to Teddy later. She would've texted it to him, but her hands had been a bit full with all of the food she had grabbed from the truck. The group had moved off to the side of the line now though, so hopefully no more mean freshmen would be criticizing them for holding the line up. April was pretty sure she'd have a nervous breakdown if one more thing happened that day. It was still bad enough she had made everything wet in front of Sabine...

April wished she could go ghost right about then and there, rather than make eye contact with the Most Perfect Girl in the world. She felt only slightly better when Danny kissed her on the cheek in thanks for the food. At least it had been before he'd eaten the funnel cake, so she didn't have powdered sugar lips on her face. "Yeah, you get to choose!" April encouraged. Had Dorian been there though, it obviously would've been his pick.

The promise of gossiping about Kate Bishop also helped her feel a little less mortified - she had never really gotten the appeal of Kate and Tommy as a couple. It felt like they were each other's beards, if anything. April was even considering if it would be too inappropriate to ask Agatha her thoughts on that entire situation, surely her mystic powers had to have SOMETHING to tell them...

"Yes, yes, let's go drown Coulson! If we miss, as long as no one is looking who would get me in trouble, I can see about making sure he gets dunked anyways. You don't think I'd get detention for it, right? Could always say my powers are going out of control. Everyone's powers are out of control here all the time, it's why the insurance rates are sooo high and barely anyone is willing to cover the school, like I think a bunch of Avengers' personal fortunes are basically going into paying the rates, that's what my mom says to me anyways.... Sooo dunking time? Yes, dunking time, you're coming, right, everyone? We could invite the mean freshie, she seems lonely, but also... kinda awful, not gonna lie," April rambled, saying the last part a bit quieter, just in case she was overheard.

April looked at Sabine expectantly for a moment, wondering if she would be joining them at the dunk tank. Maybe if she did get caught using her powers to dunk Coulson, Sabine could just edit everyone's memories to keep her out of trouble... April's mind briefly went off topic, having a vivid imagination of April and Sabine ending up in detention together, and somehow, there was just one desk, one chair, their hands touched and....

"Let's go, everyone!" April then chimed in, before walking in the direction of the dunk tank, while eating a candy apple.