Natsu

Harry Potter and the Alchemist's Quest - Discontinued

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Elizabeth Flame

Location: Exploding Snap Compartment (Compartment 15)
Magic: Potions

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Looking up towards where the conductor's voice came from, Elizabeth grimaced for a moment. Whatever reason they were here, it couldn't be good. The Ministry probably didn't make a habit of wasting the time of their Aurors, or of Hogwarts. The only thing she could think of, would be that those Death Eaters were somehow on the train. That seemed impossible, but she knew there were ways for people to impersonate others, namely, Polyjuice potion. If the Death Eaters were so inclined, she knew they could get themselves on the train with relative ease. That was something that worried her, the thought that anybody here could be somebody out to kill her filled her with a kind of indescribably dread.

Taking a look around the room, she hoped she could gleam some kind of insight into if everyone here was who they said they were, but she couldn't get a pin on anybody. They all seemed to be acting natural as could be, given the situation. Now, she had to deal with the first years, and keep them from freaking out, so she took a knee and leaned up close to Beatrice. "Mintfree? Scared?" Elizabeth gave a playful scoff, "That lass is the toughest witch I know, and I'm me." She smiled at the girl, hoping to calm her down, "Now, I dunno why the Aurors're are 'ere, but I do know that they've got our best interests at 'eart. We're gonna be absolutely fine, 's long as you stay 'ere." Elizabeth stood up for a moment, before re-positioning herself in front of the exploding snap game, "Now, how's 'bout we get to playin'?"

X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽

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Elizabeth Flame

Location: Galactus' Ship (team 2)
Skills:Energy weapons

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Elizabeth rocked back as she was shot, burns on her body writhing in pain. A part of her had been wondering what it actually actually felt like to get shot with one of those weapons, and now she wish she didn't know. Burning pain sucked, in that it had a kind of duration other types of pain lacked. Her skin felt hot, and sat in a discomfort that refused to fade. The fact that one of these things hit her pissed her off to no end, and without really even thinking about it, she drew her arm, and went ballistic, firing shots at the Chitauri that left her feeling like this. As the monster fell, she fired again at its corpse out of pure anger; even if it wasn't practical, it felt good as hell to do that.

"Evacuating sounds like a good idea, yeah, can anybody cause a good distraction to get us there?" Holding her gun arm with her other hand, she looked at the group. She didn't have much in the way she could do right now, but the fireworks that just went off seemed like as good a thing as any. "That works!" She decided, and ran through the room to the other end, slamming her body against the door. Instinctively , she reached for the door handle with her gun arm. Unsurprisingly, she wasn't able to get it open with it, and she instead turned her back to the wall, and moved out of the way for the next person who made it to this side, so she wouldn't be in the way.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

Arthur Stanford

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Location:Dining Pavilion -> Ship

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Following tightly after his sister, Arthur found himself climbing up the the ship, ready to leave this place behind for the time being. He could sense the uncertainty in Andy's words, and he knew that he should probably have more reservations about this entire thing than he did right now, but he couldn't bring himself to worry. He just figured that any risks imposed by being on this thing were minimized; being a dmeigod was dangerous, but not because the camp was reckless. That was the operative theory for him anyway.

Reaching the deck of the ship, he cleared way for anybody behind him, making sure he wouldn't get in the way. A part of him wanted to disappear, check out the interior of the ship as an excuse to get away from people, but he figured he could hold himself here for a few more minutes at least, up until they had to go. After that? He planned on getting some much needed space. This ship seemed large enough that he could hopefully wander it, and not be quickly found. Something about that idea, he found comforting, squirreling himself away from the others, at least for a little while.

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Oliver Sullivan

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Location: Quinjet -> Outside palace
Skills:

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Oliver felt an odd juxtaposition of relief and shame, glad he wasn't getting punched in the face, but upset with the fact that he had endangered the crew. Fumbling around as they prepared to get off the ship, he silently reached for a mask, figuring he'd be needing one now. Affixing it to his head, he rubbed the back of his head, thoughts swimming with everything that had just happened. "Uh, sorry if this is a weird question, but you're an Inhuman yeah?" He asked,, addressing Crystal, "Why isn't the mist affecting you?" Granted, Inhumans were a pretty big gap in the things he knew, that didn't seem to mesh with what he knew now.

He game a nod at Tempest, before giving a slightly annoyed look at Maria. He didn't like being talked down to, even if he just fucked up big time. "Right, I figured that much." Hopefully that meant that his parents were still his parents, just as ignorant as he was, but he'd need to see if he could have them tested as soon as possible. This would at least be a phone call he'd need to make soon. Breathing a sigh of relief as Matt emerged, he nodded, "You look fine, far as I can tell. I'm so sorry. That was stupid of me." Giving a sympathetic look, he just hoped everyone didn't hate him now. As he continued, he followed along with the group, moving onward to meet this Medusa person.

Harry Potter and the Alchemist's Quest - Discontinued

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Elizabeth Flame

Location: Train Hallway -> Exploding Snap Compartment (Compartment 15)
Magic: N/A

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Elizabeth smiled at Fae's amended statement, "Aye, I can agree to that, I'm about as much fun as a stripper on payday." At this time, she started leading the group towards the Exploding Snap carriage. "And fer the record, I ain't stooping to their level." She said, giving Maddy a look, "When the trashman scoops up shit, he ain't becomin' the shit, he'd doing what has to be done." Truly, Elizabeth's hatred for that group knew almost no bounds. As far as she was concerned, they were a bunch of degenerate scum, and she wasn't about to abide by their racist bullshit, especially when it was directed her way.

She was excited at least, to get her mind off of this and get her year started off right; by watching some nerds play a game of Exploding Snap. Hell, she might even join in on the fun, see if she could get her opponents to play a little more carelessly than they should. Arriving at the compartment, she gave a swift knock on the door, before forcing it open, and announcing their presence to the room. "Oi, you lot, we heard a fun game was goin' on in here, me friends and I wanted to see if we could watch, how's that sound?" She asked, putting on her sweetest voice. "Maybe we could join in too? Anythin' to pass the time till we get to Hogwarts."

X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽

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Elizabeth Flame

Location: Galactus' Ship (team 2)
Skills: Arm shift, energy weapons.

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Moving towards the Chitari room, Elizabeth shrugged at Lance. "Yeah, sorry. Hopefully this gives him time to process a little." She tried to at least make him see the bright side of it. Learning he was a hulk couldn't be easy for him, she didn't want to make it harder, even if she didn't know him too well. As they neared the door, Eliza frowned. She'd heard of these things, given the damage they did the New York a few years ago. The thought of fighting them filled her with a kind of pride, almost like the world was giving her a chance to punch back at the creatures that struck her planet.

With that in mind, she stretched her new arm out, trying to shift it into a weapon so she'd have something to fight with. Frowning when it refused to listen to her, she flexed it a bit, and then remembered the lesson she learned earlier; Stark tech was responsive to percussive maintenence. Smashing her arm into the wall, it shivered for a moment, and then morphed into a blaster. "Alright, let's show these guys what Earth can do." She remarked, as the door opened. Quickly, she scanned for a target, and found one: A console that would hopefully go boom when fired at. Leveling her arm at it, she took a deep breath, and focused on her target. Firing away, the energy blast slammed into the console dead on, eliciting a few sparks. Disapointed in her shot, she frowned for a moment, before the console exploded, sending metal across the room. Her face broke into a grin as she saw some shrapnel smack into the Chitari. That wa smore of what she was going for.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

Arthur Stanford

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Location:Dining Pavilion

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"Massive flying ship is safe. Got it." He said, blinking. All he could think was that there was no way something like that was at all inconspicuous. Wouldn't people take note of something like that? Or was the Mist that strong? Either way, it was a lot to take in. But, he just had to keep rolling with the punches. This was the way things were now, and even if they were totally different, that just meant things were following a different set of rules. Arthur nodded with Des, "Let's go, I wanna get out of here." A change of scenery would help, he thought, give him a chance to sort through his feelings without constantly thinking of her.

The thought of monsters coming after them left him with a sense of dread, but the older kids seemed fine with it. This must just be one of the things Halfbloods had to get used to, especially if they ventured off camp. Monsters and demigods went hand in hand, it seemed. With that knowledge, he was grateful that Rebecca would be helping him hone his abilities on this journey. He didn't want to feel useless, or even worse, helpless ever again. This would help him with that, give him a way to protect himself and keep him, and the people he loved, safe. He didn't even know exactly what he could do yet, but he hoped that being a son of the god of the underworld had some benefits.

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Oliver Sullivan

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Location: Quinjet
Skills: Superspeed

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As his teammates were reasonable upset with him, Oli's cocoons shuttered, and then cracked open, revealing, for a moment, oliver, and then in the next, just a blur. Running away from the shell that enclosed him, a shocked Oli was going fast, much faster than he ever could have considered running before. He had no idea what was going on, and he was surprised that he could move as fast as as he was right now. The world, slowed around him, as he looked back at the woman he'd initially gone to talk to. Turning back around on the spot, he rocketed back into the Quinjet, before stopping short, and slipping down against the internal wall of the ship. Panting, more from the exhilaration than any kind of exhaustion, he looked at the group that was very cross with him.

Standing up straight, and clearing his throat for a moment, "That was stupid of me, I'm sorry. I should be better than that." Opening the Air lock was beyond stupid of him, and looking back he didn't know what he was thinking. These last few weeks had left him sparse on sleep, between that and the generally high levels of stress, he supposed he understood that he could've done something like that, but he was ashamed of it. "I... still have no idea why that just happened though, if anybody has any theories they want to float." This was insane, literally too much for him to quite handle at the moment. Taking a breath, he looked to make sure his team wasn't hurt by his foolishness.

Harry Potter and the Alchemist's Quest - Discontinued

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Elizabeth Flame

Location: Train Hallway
Magic: N/A

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Flame bristled as the trolly witch turned her attention away from them. "Well fine then," She muttered. "Murk, go and sod off, why don't ya'? Yer not worth my time right now, you know where to find me if you grow a spine." She shot a glare at her, before she was interrupted by Fae's eruption. A grin broke out on her face, before laughing. She had no idea how that had happened, but she was glad it did. Disappointed that Murk wasn't intimidated, she patted her friend on the shoulder, saying, "That was fuckin' awesome. Good show!" Giving a look at Maddy, she said, "Ain't nothin' to talk about, Murk's a bleedin' racist, and I'm not gonna apologize fer respondin' in kind with mean words o' my own."

Sticking her tounge out a bit at Fae she said, "Now now, who ever said I was good?" She asked playfully. She thought, of course, that she was a perfectly good person, but her having a tendency to exact her own form of justice and being a general troublemaker left many to disagree, "Ya can't go and ruin my reputation like that Fae! People'll stop taking me seriously!" She likes to think that she had, at least, a bit of a "don't fuck with me" reputation, but clearly Murk and her kind didn't agree. It almost disappointed her, but at the same time, it gave her an excuse to kick their ass from time to time. "Now, yer Maddy right? Good to see ya! I don't recall seein' you much before, would you like to spend some time with Fae and I and fix that up?" Flame offered, figuring having a prefect in her pocket was always a good thing.

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Oliver Sullivan

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Location: Quinjet -> Just Outside
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Oliver grasped the edge of his seat, trying to stay seated and safe. Never a dull moment, it seemed. He kept his eyes forced shut, trying to keep himself from hurling from the g-forces he was experiencing. As the plane slowed down and landed safely, he composed himself and straightened out. As he figured out what the hell was going on, he ran through some of the possible scenarios. If the people had decided to flood the atmosphere with terrigen, there had to be a serious threat to them. He couldn't have any idea about what kind of invading force would require turning your population into powered individuals. They were coming to fight something scary, if there was a threat here.

Standing up, Oliver made his way to the Quinjet doors, and pushed a button to open the doors, intending to go and talk to the couple. "Let's see what all this is-" He started to say, stepping off the jet, as a wave a nausea overcame him and stopped him dead in his tracks. Something felt wrong. Really really wrong. "Guys, I don't feel so good." He started to say, as a cocoon started to wrap around his body. While the it began to cover his head, a look of panic crossed his face, "H-help me! Somebody hel-" He started to cry out, as the cocoon covered his mouth, covering him totally.