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Mary Sue Sullivan

Location: The Carnival: Trivia Booth
Skills: N/A
First Day Fit


Crash
That was how this school year would start, it seemed, with a bicycle slamming into the body of a young Mary Sue Sullivan, and throwing her to the ground. As she skidded against the pavement, her arm caught against the rough surface and split open, leaving a small bloodstain dripping through and darkening her new clothes. Taking a moment, she tried her best to stay calm, not wanting to have the ltieral first thing she did away from home be freak out and make a fool of herself. The pain sucked, a light soreness creeping through her body, but it was nothing compared to the fact that she was now doomed to make a horrible first impression with people.

Standing up and taking the proper time to brush herself off, she let out a long breath. If she were to actually stay and focus onn it, the nervous shakes that were running through her body would grow into a full blown panic attack, and she had to force her mind away from that. Trivia booth. That was where she was headed towards, and that was what would help her in this moment. She needed, more than anything to prove she could do something right. It would be fun, and hey, maybe she'd actually meet some people with the same interests as her? That would be nice, up until they saw the mess that she was and decided to hate her.

Alright, that was probably a stretch. These were supposed to be heroes, not buillies. Surely a school full of altruists and law keepers were bound to be sympathetic towards somebody having a bad day. That was at least what she hoped. Fixing herself as best she could, she found her way to the trivia booth, and a lightly dishelved and beaten up Mary Sue would soon be standing not far from Zelda, just in time to hear the worker's comments. Overeager and already stretched thin, Mary Sue shot her hand up, ready to have a go if Zelda wasn't up for it.



Oliver Sullivan




New Asgard
Skills: N/A


One moment, Oli's mind was poisoned, desperate for nothing but death and violence and blood, and the next, he was by his love, Niah, and there was a stillness in the air. A flood of what had happened washed over him, and a juxtaposition of horror and embarasment washed over him. He had done, perhaps, what he'd always feared, and hurt people he cared about, of his own accord. It washed over him in a wave of nasea, and he held Niah tight. That would never happen again, not if he could help it. He'd never be responsible for something so wretched. "I'm so sorry for that. I promise I'll make it up to all of you." He said, quietly, mostly to himself, but well within Niah's earshot.

This was, perhaps, the confirmation Oliver needed to know that his time as a SHIELD agent was done. As long as he was tryign to do good this way, people would get hurt. It felt, in so many ways, that he wasn't fated for this kind of life. He was an academic, with powers found in unlikely circumstance, and the child of a monster. He would do what he could to make this place a little brighter, but it had to be in a place where he would know he wouldn't be hurting anybody. He looked onto Niah, and knew that he had a long life ahead with her, and if there was one thing he was certain of right now, it was that things would be right, as long as they were together.








Oliver Sullivan




New Asgard
Skills: Superspeed


As Oliver beggged Niah to remove the scum from the Earth, an automata levied a barrage of flame and death towards them. No sooner has the missles departed their container and made their way towards them, his speed kicked in, time almost slowing down for him. Within heartbeats, He and Niah were off, running away from their impending doom. His feet, however, failed him, and his love fell out of his arm, flying away from him. In that singula rmoment, nothing was more important than making sure she didn't hit the ground and come to worse harm. He needed her to be well, not for what she could do for him, but out of a fear for what he would be without her.

Reaching into a speed he didn't know he had, he matched her speed and caught her, his feet dragging across the ground as he skittered to a stop, the missles missing the two of them. His heart was almost pounding out of his chest, and a visible, deranged distress pervaded everything about him. "Are you okay? I never meant to let you fall away from me, I hope I caught you well enough, my dear Niah." His voice was feverent, but still infected with a genuine care for her. He wanted, under no circumstances, for her to come to harm. Even like this, he loved her more than anything in the world.


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Oliver Sullivan




New Asgard
Skills: Superspeed, hacking


Oliver was knocked out, and the world was totally black. Luckily for him, he didn't go down easy, being plenty used to being knoced around. After all, most people didn't like having the life cut out of them, and had a penchant for pushing back when he cleansed their infection from the world. He briefly attempted, while he was down, to take control of the retreating Doombots, hoping to turn them against Matt and be rid of him forever, but that wasn't a skill he seemed to have, unfortunately. However, he took note that his beloved called for him, and a new idea came into his mind.

Abandoning the scum for a moment, he sped over to his dear Niah, a deranged smile across his face. "My love, it means the world to me that you're here right now." Oliver's voice was cracked, almost desperate, divorced from the reality of the situation around them almost entirely, "I need you, please, to turn those robots on our dear Detective Moss. Kill him, and we can be together forever." He looked back at what, in his mind, was his soon to bed dead adversary, confident that the love of his life would do this for him. There was an almost giddiness about him, completely unaware of how disturbing he might be.



Oliver Sullivan




New Asgard
Skills: Superspeed, hand to hand combat


Oliver was single minded in his goal to stop Luminous, until he very much wasn't. Professor Xavier's barrier had failed, and in his mind, he became one with he counterparts. Now, all he could htink of way the foreign intrusion on his mind, and the fact that there was the pig that'd been chaseing him for years now. He'd felt a pressure on his mind, but he had no idea where that was coming from, and so he had one target on his mind, and that was putting Matt in the ground, and ensuring his freedom for the rest of his life. Quick as he coult, he was within striking range, and seared the blade into his flesh.

Oliver grinned, and gave an almost insane laugh, "You know, it's funny, in a way, that you think you matter. You're an insect, you know that? Insignificant and dull as can be. Allow me to extinguish your spark." He said, going in to try to slash him again, only to miss, and sloppily follow up again.. On his second failed attempt though, the blade was taken from his hand, and he growled, "Why won't you just die?" Oliver was ready to take it back as soon as he could, or snap Matt's neck, or do anything he could to squash the bug in front of him.



Oliver Sullivan




New Asgard
Skills: Superspeed, hacking


Oliver, seeing the replication problem, reached down to his phone. If these things were technomagic, maybe Oliver could deal with the technopart of that. He understood math, so he knew that the bots doubling every time they were destroyed would prove fatal t them if they couldn't deal with it. However, it seemed that they were programed with magical runes, which was, to say the least, a programming language that Oliver wasn't fluent in. Tucking his phone away, he looked upon the fight and almost lost his mind at the trajedy in front of him.

His love, Niah, was near dead. This needed to end, and now, or there wouldn't be a point in the universe going on. He knew that that wasn't rational, but he didn't care. Rushing Luminious, he was surprised to see that he could actually keep up with her. So surprised, in fact, that when a balst of magic hit him square in the chest, he was caught off guard. Coughing, he tried not to let himself get detered, and wanted to continue to close the distance, but was hit once more. On some level, this still struck him as a form of victory, every blast that he was getting hit with was on less that the door had to tank, but nevertheless, he was going for the total win; he would stop Luminous at all costs.
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