Morose

Avengers Academy 💥

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

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Tue. Sep. 14th, 2038 - Margaret Carter Institute

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Today was the day.

Today, the students of the Margaret Carter Institute would audition in front of selected faculty members. They could choose to demonstrate any skill, technique, or power - it was completely up to the students. The next day, they would have their results back - the critiques and comments, as well as what Contest of Champions team they would be placed on.

The Judges:

• The Vision - A synthezoid constructs by Dr. Henry Pym with the assistance of Dr. Dominika Novikova, the Vision has served with the Avengers since his creation. His messy divorce from the Scarlet Witch continues to be the topic of gossip magazines, despite both parties insisting that they are happy as friends and coparenting their twin boys, Billy and Tommy Maximoff... both of whom will be auditioning for a spot on the reigning winners, the Young Avengers.
• Nimue, the Lady of the Lake - A newcomer to the Margaret Carter Institute, Nimue dates back to Arthurian legends. Not much is known about her, except that she is replacing Agatha Harkness as the resident sorceress of the Margaret Carter Institute. Her ward, Ser Megan of the House Pendragon, is also auditioning for a spot this year.
• Ser Nemo - The other newcomer to the Margaret Carter Institute, Ser Nemo is taking over time travel studies, after the previous teacher lost their own life in a time paradox. There is similarly not much known about him, although his credentials are from his previous career as an agent of the Time Variance Authority.
• Usagi - A creation of the High Evolutionary, Usagi is a genetically modified cat with the skills of a ninja and the alcohol tolerance of a giant. She teaches classes on combat at the Margaret Carter Institute and has done so since its founding. She is sometimes mistaken for Rocket Raccoon.

Earlier that summer, a webform was sent out to all students. Students could request any number of environments, objects, weapons, scenarios, etc etc for their audition. With the resources of the Avengers, almost anything can be made available if needed. The auditions will occur in the school's gym, in the training room. This gigantic room is roughly the size of a football field and can have its floor easily swapped out for other materials, from sand to vibranium to cotton candy. For students with mental powers, Shiar golems have been generously donated by the Empress. These golems have a variety of 'factory settings' and can have their mind space viewed via a Stark Industries device, allowing the judges to see the effects of the power in real time.

Students audition in alphabetical order. In the morning, seniors audition for Vision and Nimue, and juniors audition for Ser Nemo and Usagi. In the afternoon, sophomores audition for Vision and Usagi, whereas freshmen audition for Ser Nemo and Nimue.

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Okay everyone, OOC chat here - these auditions are somewhat like the ones in the Hunger Games. You go in, show your stuff, and the judges will make decisions about you based on your performance, yay! Obviously I already picked out the teams, so if your character does bad, it won't change their placement... but it might cause IC drama!

You have 14 days to post this round. Everyone's counters are reset.

You MUST ask for rolls for any use of powers, skills, abilities, etc etc in your post. You may NOT control the reaction of the judging panel.

Example audition ideas:

• A luck manipulator ties themselves to a spinning wheel and has a machine throw knives at them.
• A flyer navigates a difficult obstacle course
• A healer heals a fatal wound on one of the Shiar Golems
• A telepath forces a Shiar Golem to tapdance, and then psychic knifes it to the brain
• A werewolf goes into a blind rage, destroying a bunch of training dummies
• A teleporter teleports to various locations around the world and brings back souvenirs

I will post Percy and April's audition at some point ideally in the next week. If you have multiple characters, it is fine to post for one character at a time.

Once you have posted your auditions, feel free to do collabs with people that take place at any point on Mon. Sept 13th (the Carnival) or Tue. Sept 14th (Auditions).

Any questions? Just ask!

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It is your turn to audition. You step into training room A or training room B, depending on your assignment. The two judges are behind a rickety old table, clipboards in front of them and what must easily be a hundred manila folders. The lights shine brightly on you. You can see a bit of blood smeared on the western wall - clearly someone's audition earlier didn't go well.

"You can begin when you're ready," one of the judges says, smiling somewhat wearily at you.

Your heart thuds.

Your audition begins.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

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☀️ Nancy Parker ☀️

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Location: Outside Burger King
Skills: N/A

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Nancy's rage burned hotter than the sun, scorching any in her path. For better or for worse, the first person to follow her out was Athena's daughter. Unleashing her anger on Kristin was not something that she would regret the same way as if she had on her brother or Mads or Niah. "Oh spare me your fucking sympathy," Nancy requested, rolling her eyes. "You mean nothing to me and I mean nothing to you, so how about you just go back inside with your grody ass friends and leave me ALONE?" Nancy snapped. She found her twin daggers called to her hands unconsciously, the imperial gold blades appearing seemingly out of nowhere. Diana may have gifted her a bow, but Nancy still reached for her daggers first.

Zeke came out, advising Kristin to hang back. But it was too little, too late. Nancy was so blinded by her own anger that she hardly even registered him. All she felt was the cool of the metal in her hands. And all she saw was a patronizing Greek, wanting to exploit her as some sort of glorified sniffer dog, all the while bitching and moaning about how inconvenient Nancy's trauma was. It could've been Kristin or Demetri or Cass in front of her, and the result would've been the same. "Unless you want to fight me," Nancy threatened, twirling her blades in her hands. "Then we can fight. But I'm not going to talk to you and I'm not going to pretend to be your friend. I'm too old for that bullshit."

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🌈 Leda Storm 🌈

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Location: Under the Sea
Skills: Sword Fighting, Agility, Superhuman Speed

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Leda didn't like the idea of leaving Kiera by herself. If she were being honest, she would have left both Sera and Kiera behind. She would rush off by herself to face Oceanus, praying to whatever god would listen that they would aid her in the battle. And she would live or she would die knowing that the other two were safe. Demigods were born to die. Leda had long since accepted this, knowing that she would burn twice as bright for half as long. But she couldn't bear the idea of that happening to Kiera - or Sera, really. Her thoughts were interrupted as a bunch of telekhines appeared - three really - and the sisters managed to each take out one. In the blink of an eye, Leda looked like a rainbow streak, rushing through the water and slaying the remaining one.

"I got it," Leda said, but her eyes were only on Kiera. "I know I say mushy shit all the time, but this is serious, luv... I need you to know that I love you more than anything," she said, pressing her forehead up against Kiera's. "You're my everything." She closed her eyes. She had a strange feeling that nothing was ever going to be the same again - that she might not have that many chances to tell Kiera how she felt.

Bounties of Space

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April shrugged off what Danni was referencing to, the entire Space Sluts v Star Whores debate. Truthfully, April didn't like thinking much about their life before the Empire. They had lost almost everyone they had ever known in the Incident that had claimed their lives, the one that they had narrowly survived due to Nemo's intervention. Thinking about that time reminded them of their parents, of the friends who hadn't been saved, of the lives that were stolen from them, of the feeling of a living, breathing planet without each inch covered in cold unmoving steel... Their fine control was better now than it had been in high school, but back then, just thinking about what had happened would almost guarantee the hydraulics in the ship exploding.

They had been about to clammer into a seat next to Piccolo (they had watched some Dragonball Z Kai as a kid, not a lot, but some), when something caught their attention. April swung their head quickly, trying to focus on it, but it had vanished as soon as they had noticed it. They scowled. It had been like a shimmering little pyramid shaped thing. What the fuck was that? Were they losing their mind? It did run in their family... Or was it their little sister, being an asshole? Why not send a killer cannibal owl then, if Zelda wanted to mess with them?

April shook it off, putting it out of their mind. Maybe they had a concussion or some shit. They weren't going to worry about it. Not with fifteen fucking million credits on the line! They hopped on in, sitting down next to Piccolo. "Can we get going then? My tits are shriveling up the longer we're waiting here, let's go!"

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

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Raynor Blake, Jedi Knight

22 pts (Light-Side)

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Raynor had never wanted a padawan.

He had gotten used to Emzie, and had become fond of the droid. The droid was easy to trick, and didn't seem to question where he would disappear to for long periods of time. He hadn't told Emzie about his family yet - and he never planned on doing so. It burdened him to keep that secret, but he knew that the Jedi Order would exile him if they knew. He would not be allowed to fight for the Republic. He would not be allowed to save innocent lives, all because he loved someone.

But Kaylelia was harder to fool. It was harder to cancel a training session to go over to Colbol Corp HQ. He was seeing his family less and less, and it was like they were sand slipping between his fingers. He knew that he shouldn't, but he did blame Kaylelia for it. If she were a better Jedi, she wouldn't need him.

So this is how he found himself in a shuttle heading over to the Senate building, staring at his best friend (Emzie) and his padawan, Kaylelia. The data pad containing the summary of the briefing from the Jedi Council was in front of them. They had been happy with Raynor's work on the Colbol Corp job earlier in the war, and they knew Emzie was special as droids went, so the trio had been sent to go investigate the Senator's murder. "Alright, Kaylelia, what do you make of it?" Raynor asked, wanting to know her first impressions. He'd ask Emzie second. He figured Emzie would give the more detailed and logical answer, whereas Kaylelia could draw upon the Force and her intuition.

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

"THE CHOICES WE MAKE DEFINE WHO WE ARE."

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

ASSASSINATION IN THE SENATE!

The Clone War rages on with no end in sight. Despite Kamino providing the bulk of its resources, the Republic still must purchase droids for specialized and/or menial tasks, such as serving as legal assistants to Galactic Senators. Two days ago, a translation droid in the employ of Senator Brijes Davibroa, a popular politician from a Core World, killed him during a session of the senate. The droid was apprehended and surgically studied, yet no clues have been found yet as to what prompted the killing. There are whispers that Separatist hackers are responsible, and that no droids in Coruscant can be trusted. But yet without them, the Republic would fall.

It is up to Jedi Knight Raynor Blake, padawan Kaylelia Stymerr, and droid MZ-33 solve the mystery before more blood stains the Senate floor...

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

The detonation shook the ship Emzie and Commander Raynor were inside of, sending tiny spider-webs of cracks through the glass of the bacta tank, but by some miracle it held. Emzie would be able to confirm on their scopes that the droid factory had been completely destroyed. The flashing lights of battle in orbit around the planet continued, but the sounds did not reach them - all they would hear was the occasional crash of burning debris, falling from the sky. The mission was concluded here. The casualties had been many. The cost was high.

But for the Republic, they would pay any price.

Avengers Academy 💥

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

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3:20 PM - Mon. Sep. 13th, 2038 - Margaret Carter Institute

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@Nallore: the New Zealander takes her hand, shaking it firmly. "I'm John," he introduces himself, not giving a surname. He turned his head, as if hearing something that Diana couldn't hear, before returning his attention to her. "It's insane, isn't it? A wrecked Kree ship and they're just letting us comb through it, instead of putting it to good use... Imagine what we could do with all the resources the Avengers just leave as scraps..." His eyes seemed distant for a moment, clearly mulling something over. "Like let's face it, we're killing the planet. And Stark and Richards and all the big names, they don't give a shit. When the Earth goes to hell, they'll save themselves and leave the rest of us to die. Instead of letting ships like this rot, we could be using them to travel to other planets - hell, even Mars - and give the rest of the world a fighting chance. I bet they could reverse climate change in a weekend if they really tried. We could have a living Earth and resurrect those dead planets, if they just gave a shit... Sorry, I'm monologuing," he apologized with a slight laugh.

@PatientBean@Blizz: Leah's phone will show that April read the message, but there's no response. If this post is one that needs to be fade to black for your characters (as I think it will be), you could replace it with a post describing maybe the first time Leah and Sabine met? Or describing a significant event in your characters' pasts. Either way works! (And open to other ideas).

@Ever Faithful@Trainerblue192@Achronum@Forsythe: "Oh, um, I'm great!" Teddy answered, seemingly snapping out of it somewhat. "Like Frosted Flakes." He then paused, realizing that maybe Ardere didn't know what Frosted Flakes were. Did they still make them? Was he old now? He could only be four years older than her - so she had to know about Frosted Flakes. "What about you, Ardere - how are you?" he then asked, as sweat dripped from his face.

He opened his mouth, about to say something at the fight brewing between Vicky and Dorian, before he closed it. He was getting overwhelmed with all of this. And each time he snuck a glance at Danni, his heart short circuited. He wished he really was a bear. Bears didn't have to deal with all of this.

"Happy birthday!" Teddy then blurted. "How old are you?" he asked, before wincing. Gods, why did he have to be cursed to sound like an old man... The more he talked, the more uncomfortable and... well, uncool he felt. And he desperately wanted to be cool in the eyes of Danni.

@BlueSky44: Zelda would hear someone scream FUCK, shortly followed by a BOOM. She will hear what sounds like rushing water, and after a few minutes, water will begin to pool at her feet. It's clearly coming from somewhere, but where? She could always follow the watery trail to find its point of origin... Or she could ignore it, that would work too.

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April Flynn

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Location: the Field (School Carnival) - Kree Spaceship -> Stark Hall
Skills: Hydrokinesis
~First Day Fit~

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April heard Danni's promises for live commentary and she shot him a thumbs up, but otherwise hadn't paused in her pursuit of her sister. Well, mostly. She had managed to chase Zelda down to Stark Hall, the sun beating down on her, and April looking forward to a brief respite in the AC. As she pushed open the doors, her hands instinctively reached down into her pocket, pulling out her phone. Her eyes scanned the text rapidly, the words all out of order, before tumbling into a coherent message.

im probably gonna regret sending this. kind of a lot of feelings about you for a while now. im love with two different people. I'm with sabien right now. talk to you later.

There was more, but these were the phrases April's eyes focused on. She momentarily forgot about Zelda and her pain. Her heart stopped. Leah liked her. April didn't even know if she liked Leah. But Leah liked Sabine too. And she had picked Sabine. She hadn't picked April. And it seemed Sabine had picked Leah. April's hopes felt like they were withering away on the vine. Her phone clattered out of her hand, hitting the ground. And the screen shattered into a thousand pieces.

"FUCK!" April screamed, as tears began gushing out of her eyes. She couldn't see. She knew that she ought to pick up her phone, but she didn't care. This was supposed to be the best day of the year, and instead it was a cruel nightmare. April ran in the direction of the nearest room, the nearest place to be alone - the bathroom - and she locked herself inside one of the stalls, sobbing her heart out.

Why had she thought she had a chance with Sabine? And why hadn't she seen what was there with Leah before it was too late? Why was she so stupid? April felt it then, in her bones, that she was going to die alone. No one could ever love her. There was a ringing in her ears, as fuzziness enveloped them. Dorian and Danni were both going to find amazing partners one day and leave her behind. Everyone was going to. Everyone was going to find someone better.

The toilet she was perched on began to shake. As did everything else in the bathroom. She didn't care though. She continued to cry, feeling like she wanted to reach inside of herself and claw her own brain out, removing the offending organ. Everyone'd be better off that way. Dorian probably didn't even want her to be at his birthday soirée. She was spiraling out of control, as all of the toilets burst, water shooting up like gushing geysers.

The water that exploded from beneath April propelled her upwards, slamming her against the ceiling - and then everything went black.

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Percy Novikov

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Location: the Field (School Carnival) - Outside of Agatha's Tent
Skills: N/A
~New Outfit~

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"No, I don't think I do, no offense," he told Mads, when she inquired about his fortune. He didn't want to think about it himself. He just wanted to think about the watch and its maddeningly unknown inscription. He knew that it was going to consume him, that it would dominate his thoughts, his waking moments, but Percy didn't care. It was probably as good a use of his time as any. His curiosity was temporarily shifted though when Mads suggested that they go to... the gym?

He didn't mind staring at a well toned physique, but the gym was bound to be empty with the carnival still going strong.

"Mm, my condolences to this Victoria. She isn't living up to her name, clearly." He had half a mind to suggest renaming this girl to Perdita, meaning lost. It would be much more fitting, although Percy imagined any of Zari's opponents would inevitably end up bearing the title. She was passionate about everything she did, but swords above all else.

He wasn't sure if what Andy was talking about was the same thing as what Mads had mentioned - was the thing Andy wanted to show Zari in the... gym? It seemed weirdly mundane for the two of them, and Percy had never known Zari to do anything mundane. "Sure, I'll bite. What is it?" Maybe Andy wanted to show Zari a treadmill, in an attempt to find an outlet for her girlfriend's endless supply of energy.

Morose's Character Mind Palace

INFERNO

CS Code

[hr.][hr.][h1][b][i][color=???][center]Name[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1][center][img]Character Image Here[/img][/center]
[hr.][hr.][h3][b][i][color=???][center]Character Summary[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3]
[b][color=???]Name:[/color][/b] Character Full Name (They may be called their codename more frequently than this and that is okay)
[b][color=???]Alias[/color][/b] What other names do they go by - spooky is encouraged!
[b][color=???]Pronouns:[/color][/b]
[b][color=???]Age:[/color][/b]
[b][color=???]Birthday:[/color][/b] Month Date, Year (Starting date is October 31st of [i]any[/i] year)
[b][color=???]Birth Place:[/color][/b]
[b][color=???]Source:[/color][/b] What is the source of their (mystical) powers?
[b][color=???]Domain:[/color][/b] What type of magic do they specialize in - or, if they were the Saint of [i]X[/i], what would X be?
[hr.][center][img]Another Character Image[/img][/center][hr.][h3][b][i][color=???][center]Appearance[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3]
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[b][color=???]Weight:[/color][/b]
[b][color=???]Build:[/color][/b]
[b][color=???]Eyes:[/color][/b]
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[b][color=???]Skin Tone:[/color][/b]
[b][color=???]Tattoos/Scars/Piercings:[/color][/b]
[b][color=???]Personal Style:[/color][/b] Minimum 1 paragraph telling us how the character prefers to dress
[hr.][center][img]Another Character Image[/img][/center][hr.][h3][b][i][color=???][center]Psychology[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3]
[i][color=???][center][color=00a651]Positive Trait[/color] * [color=ed1c24]Negative Trait[/color] * [color=00a651]Positive Trait[/color] * [color=ed1c24]Negative Trait[/color] * [color=00a651]Positive Trait[/color] * [color=ed1c24]Negative Trait[/color][/center][/color][/i]

[center]Write here at least 2 paragraphs that tell us how the character's mind thinks. Focus here if at all possible, since it will help you write your character to the best of your abilities later on. [/center]

[b][color=???]Sexuality:[/color][/b]
[b][color=???]Relationship Status:[/color][/b] Characters can start out dating in this one!
[b][color=???]Fatal Flaw:[/color][/b] What makes your character undone? Is it their loyalty to friends? Their pride? Anger?
[b][color=???]Inner Demon:[/color][/b] What dark temptation would entice your character? Do they have a secret urge to taste human flesh? To draw a knife and sacrifice an innocent? To watch the world burn?

[b][color=???]Habits:[/color][/b] At least 2
[b][color=???]Hobbies:[/color][/b] At least 1
[b][color=???]Fears:[/color][/b] At least 3! These are things that will drive your characters insane and cause logic and reason to go out the window. Choose these carefully, as I will make note of them to use against you ^_~
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[b][color=???]Likes:[/color][/b] At least 6
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[b][color=???]Dislikes:[/color][/b] At least 6
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[b][color=???]Skills:[/color][/b] Limit 10. These can be combat or general skills. Anything you list here gets a +2 bonus on rolls.
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[b][color=???]Medical Issues/Injuries:[/color][/b] Any long term medical problems or past medical problems need to be listed here. Put N/A if your character doesn't really have any.
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[b][color=???]Possessions:[/color][/b] Limited to the spots provided. Yes, I do mean three. This is what your character has on them when the clock strikes three on Hallow's Eve.
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[hr.][center][img]Another Character Image[/img][/center][hr.][h3][b][i][color=???][center]History[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3][b][color=???]The Maiden - a Horror Past:[/color][/b] Min. 1 paragraph describing a traumatic event from when your character was young(er). What is something that haunts them?

[b][color=???]The Mother - a Mad Truth:[/color][/b] Min. 1 paragraph describing what your character wants in life at the moment. What is their drive? What do they call power from?

[b][color=???]The Crone - a Grim Future:[/color][/b] Min. 1 paragraph describing what could amount to your character's undoing. You either die the hero or live long enough to become the villain. Tell us about that villain you would become.

[b][color=???]The Lore:[/color][/b] Min. 2 paragraphs describing your character's life up to that fateful Hallow's Eve. Consider how they acquired their magic, how they got to where they are, and why they would rank as someone with potentially cosmic importance in the mystic arts.

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[b][color=???]Character Quote:[/color][/b] Something they say a lot or live by
[b][color=???]Song:[/color][/b] What song inspires the character / makes their aesthetic / just makes sense?
[b][color=???]Anything Else:[/color][/b]
[sub][color=ed1c24]*By submitting this CS in its completion I am stating I have read all the rules for this Rp and am agreeing to follow them to the fullest with respect and courtesy. I acknowledge that I can and will be removed from the RP without warning if I break a rule or cause problems with my fellow Rpers or the GM.[/color][/sub]

The Grimoire describes the magical capabilities of your character. For each magical thing they can do, list the type of magic, give a brief description, and then place any notes. For example, one of these slots might be Tarot Cards, classified as Divination, and under notes you would put how you could use them to predict the future blah blah blah. Another slot could be Transformation, Transmutation type, and you could put down how you can turn men into beasts and so forth.

You'll be limited to 7 slots in your grimoire to start, but obviously some characters might not have filled it up entirely yet, and others may have.

Grimoire Code

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[b][color=???]Spell Name / Rune / Magical Object[/color][/b][list][*]Type: i.e. Divination, Conjuration, Transmutation...
[*]Description: 1-2 sentences
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[b][color=???]Spell Name / Rune / Magical Object[/color][/b][list][*]Type: i.e. Divination, Conjuration, Transmutation...
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[b][color=???]Spell Name / Rune / Magical Object[/color][/b][list][*]Type: i.e. Divination, Conjuration, Transmutation...
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Example Grimoires -

Edus by Kirah

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The Grimoire

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Edus Penior

Highly trained Sympathetic Magician and Thamaturgist

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Tracking

• Type: Sympathetic
• Description: With a short incantation, and required components, this will unerringly point in the direction of the target.
• Notes: Requires some hair, blood, nail or an item of particular importance. Works best if said item was worn consistently (i.e. wedding ring). As well as a focus, usually a compass. However, if the focus is hair, then you'd shave the head of the target and this would block the spell from connecting.

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Healing

• Type: Sympathetic
• Description: This is a ritual spell and takes a few minutes to cast. With a piece of hair or other such item from the injured person(s) this spell will help speed natural healing and if done with enough power can heal deadly wounds.
• Notes: This spell does take at least two minutes to cast, it is not good for mid battle. It does not require touch, but does require a piece of the subject.

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Prestidigation

• Type: Thamaturgy
• Description: This is the slight of hand spell. It is a basic spell, but can be used for many small things.
• Notes: No components are needed for this spell, but the intent behind the incantation is what matters. If you loose focus while casting this it will fail. This is a basic spell, that Ed knows really well, it is one of his bread and butter spells.

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Shield

• Type: Thamaturgy
• Description: A protective force appears where designated.
• Notes: A tiny shield is required for components.

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Force

• Type: Thamaturgy
• Description: Emits a spherical shockwave, dealing no damage but staggering opponents. Can deflect projectiles.
• Notes: This can be channeled through the Staff.

(Young) Runa by Morose

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The Grimoire

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Runa Baldurdattir

Intermediate Practitioner of Asgardian Magic

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Sling Ring

• Type: Midgardian Magical Device
• Description: A mystical object which enables the wearer to open a dimensional gateway to another location
• Notes: Runa learned how to use a sling ring to open gateways during the House of M crossover event.

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Elder Futhark Runes

• Type: Divination, Conjuration
• Description: The Elder Futhark runes are used both as a language, but also as symbols for various concepts. Per Asgardian magic, runes have a metaphysical and magical quality, able to be used for protection, spells, and communication with the supernatural.
• Runes and Associations:
  • fehu - Cattle, Wealth
  • ūruz - Wild Ox, Water
  • þurisaz - Giant
  • ansuz - God
  • raidō - Ride, Journey
  • kaunan - Ulcer
  • gebō - Gift
  • wunjō - Joy
  • hagalaz - Hail (precipitation)
  • naudiz - Need
  • īsaz - Ice
  • jēra - Year, Good Year, Harvest
  • īhwaz - Yew Tree
  • perþ - Pear Tree
  • algiz - Elk, Protection, Defense
  • sōwilō - Sun
  • tīwaz - Tyr
  • berkanan - Birch
  • ehwaz - Horse
  • mannaz - Man
  • laguz - Water, Lake
  • ingwaz - Frey
  • ōþila - Heritage, Estate, Possession
  • dagaz - Day
• Notes: Raidō is the rune she has the deepest connection with and typically gives Runa the best results.

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Max by Trainerblue192

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The Grimoire

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Maximillian Gray

Mutant X-gene that grants the ability to shape reality.

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Sucearg Singi

• Type: Conjuration
• Description: Creates a sourceless fire that is controlled by its user.
• Notes: Fire doesn't harm the user while conjured in his hands, but will burn once released.

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Alutsif Igam

• Type: Conjuration
• Description: User conjures a form of cane. Its shape, material, style, and looks determined at time of casting.
• Notes:

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Tnus itcaf assim

• Type: Conjuration
• Description: Creates a sourceless object of the casters desire.
• Notes:

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suproc ivel

• Type: Transmutation
• Description: Allows the user to gain Levitation on themself.
• Notes: Cannot be used on others

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Aus Atnemitsev Ogniffe

• Type:Conjuration
• Description: Creates clothing for the user to wear. Clothing material, type, style, and more are determined at time of casting.
• Notes: The clothing either be taken off as regular clothing, or dissipated back to the universe when finished with them.

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Morose's Character Mind Palace

Runa the Grey

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Runa the Grey

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Character Summary

Name: Runa Baldurdattir
Alias Queen Runa, Runa the Grey, Gullveig, She Who Walks in Flames, the Seeress, Baldur's Daughter, the Goddess of Lies and Darkness, the Goddess of Rebirth and Resurrection, They Who Never Died, Runa Blake, Runa Banner, the Exile, Nanna's Joy
Pronouns: She/They
Age: The stars have long since died, Surtur's flame has turned the Nine Realms to ash, and yet she remains
Birthday: August 26th, 1332
Birth Place: Breiðblikk, Asgard
Source: Asgardian Divinity
Domain: Burning Rebirth and Resurrection

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Appearance

Height: 5'2"
Weight: 80 pounds
Build: Frail, bony
Eyes: N/A
Hair: Grey
Skin Tone: Lightly Tanned
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: She has no eyes. The piercings in her ears have long since healed, only small scars remaining. There is a scar over where their heart should be, yet no one has glimpsed their naked form in millennia, and they are not going to tell a soul it is there.
Personal Style: A life time ago, they had been taken with pretty, fanciful dresses. She was a different person back then. Now, Runa wears grey robes, hooded so as to obscure her eyes - or the sockets where they had once been. Her hair is kept in braids, ones that she hopes are at least somewhat neat, even though it has been eons since she has seen another soul.

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Psychology

Compassionate * Ruthless * Dedicated * Self Hating * Wise * Lonely

Runa the Grey is a tragic figure, although she does not see herself that way. They have always been a being of warring natures, of a duality that others could not comprehend. The light that burns within them cannot be without the cold embrace of the darkness. They are compassionate to those in need, yet cruel to the wicked and unthankful. She dances in the dying rays of an ancient star, just as she clings to the cool shadows of a cave, breathing in the hearty scent of moss and decay. Although it has been quite some time since she has really spoken with another living soul, she does not attempt to put people at ease. Let them think that she is strange. That is one thing that has been a constant throughout her long, long life.

Runa the Grey is a hopeless romantic. Her love drives her actions and decisions, and to her, the world would be nothing without it. She would gladly burn for a millennia than see anyone she cares for suffer. They could not and still cannot bear such a thought. This hopeless romanticism plays into somewhat of an aura of wistful sorrow, as they yearn deeply for what they know they can never have again. Just as Orpheus cannot look back upon his beloved or else lose her forever, Runa the Grey cannot look for their loved ones. But that pain eats at them constantly, and some days, as much as Runa believes they no longer are at the mercy of their mental illness, it comes back on all of the sudden with violent intensity.

Some might describe Runa as an Uncle Iroh type - or perhaps a cryptid. The truth is somewhere in the middle. They are an elderly person, an old version of a young witch who had her eyes opened to the possibilities of the world for the first time, and then to save those they held dear had to lose them forever. They are a breaker of cycles, a destroyer of chains. Everything dies. And everything should die.

Sexuality: Pansexual
Relationship Status: Widowed
Fatal Flaw: Self Hatred
Inner Demon: Deicide

Habits: sighing when they think someone is being stupid, biting their lip
Hobbies: taking long walks at dusk
Fears:

• the Dominion they created
• The return of Ragnarok
• Possession, body and soul

Likes:

• The warmth of the rays of a star on her face
• Brewing potions
• Singing
• Weaving and sewing
• Reminiscing on bygone eras
• Puppies
• The crisp breeze of the ocean
• Running with wolves
• Hot springs
• A calming cup of tea
• Crows
• Sunflowers

Dislikes:

• Sudden, loud noises
• Time travelers - and the necessity to kill them
• Cycles
• Amateur magicians
• Denim
• Bubble Tea
• IDs
• Crowds
• Cows

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Cards On The Table

Skills:

• Daggers
• Staff Combat
• Singing
• Astronomy
• Weaving
• Runology
• Stamina
• Herbalism
• Intuition
• Agility

Medical Issues/Injuries:

• No eyes
• No heart
• History of anxiety, depression, and suicidal ideation

Possessions:

• A staff carved from bone
• A bag of stone runes
• A ritual dagger

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History

The Maiden - a Horror Past: She had been married once to a Midgardian man. The Goddess of Love had confirmed that their romance had been written in the stars - that even the Norns could not utter a prophetic word to prevent it. He was long lived for a Midgardian, yet even his lifespan was small compared to that of an Asgardian. She mourned with him for his fallen friends - some lost in battle, some to sickness, others to just the ravages of time. They thought they had been prepared for his passing. They had raised their children together and traveled the universe, going on countless adventures.

But on the day Loki presented their husband's head to her, sneering at the cruel joke, Runa realized they had not been prepared at all. They let out a primal scream, cosmic flames warping around them, as they magicked themselves to Hel's domain. They pled with Hel for their lover's life, only to be told that they could reclaim their husband, should they raise him under their own power. They did. The thing that came back from the grave was a mindless beast. It was not their husband.

The greatest trauma of Runa's life was when she then re-severed his head.

The Mother - a Mad Truth: Runa the Grey wants nothing more than freedom from the chains of Ragnarok. They have defeated the cycle, saving their people by having them ascend to become a new Dominion, a collective god-entity that exists outside of time and space. The price was grave; she could not go with them. She remains at the end of the world, frail and in the queendom of her power, sucking dry the dead magic of a dead universe. Yet they stay vigilant. Time travelers have appeared before, intent on returning to their time and finding a different way to kill the gods. Runa kills them without pity. Even as the Dominion cannot be undone, a version of her family could still be plunged back into that horrific cycle of death, and Runa will not allow that. They will do whatever it takes to ensure that the people of Asgard remain beyond the touch of Ragnarok. They will burn a universe and construct something new from the ashes if it was needed. Such is the strength of their will.

The Crone - a Grim Future: In this tale, Runa the Grey walks alone. Her people have ascended and cast her aside. Her dead heart beats with the power of a destroyed universe. There is little magic left. Yet she can still go to other realms, realms outside time and space, ones where magic has not yet been depleted. They arrive as a conquerer. They bring Limbo to its knees. They conquer the Mojoverse. They move to Otherworld and capture the Starlight Citadel, where she ritually sacrifices Saturnyne, Roma, and Morgan Le Fay. Brimming with power, she consumes Yggdrasil, becoming one with all existence, and then, she ends it. She snuffs out every life without a thought.

Runa the Grey is still alone. But now, no one has what they lack.

The Lore: This Runa, like many others, was born in the gleaming hall of Baldur on Asgard to the God of Love and his wife, the joyous Nanna. She was the second and youngest child, after her brother Forseti, the God of Justice. By the time she could crawl, her brother was already running Asgard's courts, delivering the All-Father's justice to those who would seek it out. Subsequently, she grew up like siblings with her cousin, Klara Thordottir. The two of them laughed and played and danced throughout the gleaming meadows of Nanna.

But not everything was so idealistic and happy for them. Runa had a terrible power. With a whisper, they could change lies into truth. This horrified the citizens of Asgard, seeing another in the house of Odin with a power they decried as demonic. They were Loki come again, just as monstrous as the other children Angrboda had bore him. The fear and terror and revulsion was like poison, turning Runa's happy days into ones of bone chilling sorrow.

For centuries, she was trapped in a deep depression.

Yet it was not forever. Like a butterfly bursting from a chrysalis, Runa came into themselves. They came into their power. They learned to love and accept themselves. They proclaimed themselves the Goddess of Burning Rebirth, finding that they could now heal with flames, turning to ash what would not live and renewing it, much like the Entity of Eternal Flame, the Phoenix. The witch found love and companionship, and bore several children, adoring each more than the stars in the skies.

She was truly happy and content. She thought that her story was over.

But then Ragnarok began. Her father Baldur was slain by the hands of a blind god. Loki was freed from his bonds. The dead sailed with him for Asgard, the giants revolted, the Midgard Serpent emerged from the waves, the world was at its end. Runa sacrificed her eyes to drink from Mimir's well, to learn how to save her family - to save the Nine Realms from Surtur's flames.

The price was grave. But they paid it. Their loved ones ascended, freed from the cycle of Ragnarok. And Runa remained behind, burdened to walk through the ashes of a dead world, of which she is both queen and sorceress supreme.

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Extras

Character Quote: "I am the only me that ever was."
Song: The Saints I by Dirt Poor Robins
Anything Else: Marvel's first lesbian, Victoria Montesi; Percy's Audition
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