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Avengers Academy: Junior Year 💥

Sabine Bassard

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Location: The Gym - Simulation
Fit of the Day: Gym Outfit
Skills: N/A

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Sabine greeted April as she entered as the rest of their lot slowly trickled in. Sabine knew of the others outside of her team, if for no other reason than to know the competition. It was an interesting dynamic as friends and family were split in the teams. Diana and her brother were on opposite teams. Her and her girlfriends. She wasn't sure of the other friend groups but they had to be there. Awkward.

Sabine did some warm-up stretches as people filed in.

The whole thing felt very Matrix, which was kind of cool. "No time like the present. Good luck everyone." Sabine said to the others, though she was more concerned with her posse. Sabine stepped up into the tank and closed her eyes.

Once she was safely sure she was in, she opened them and saw she was in the Contest of Champions arena. She looked at herself, checking to see if her limbs all processed correctly. "All right, I'm in. Do we start or....?"

Inferno - STRIKE THE MATCH! - Concluded

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Prudence Knight

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Location: The Sanctum Sanctorum
Skills: Curse Magic/Hexing
Spells: Bewitched

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Prudence, having completed her task, set to help eradicate the remaining demons. She ignored the mysterious man who emerged. Runa was already conversing with him. Instead, she focused on the situation before her. With Ananym taken care of and the veil restored, each of them set out to destroy the remaining trouble.

Prudence strode forward, allowing her cloak to billow behind her. The demons saw her, of course, and went after her. Prudence summoned her magic, allowing it to cascade around her and outward, hitting the demons who all stopped. They looked at her with wonder, or about as much as a demon could muster. This would suffice.

"You all have one task and one chance to earn my love. Kill each other. Last one standing wins."

That was all the demons needed before they turned to face one another and unleash literal hell. Tearing flesh, cracking bones, and ripping off limbs in a quest for true love was someone's sick game. Prudence merely watched with a smirk as the demons decimated each other. Some used their own weapons and abilities, some used what was happening around them (one demon in particular held his brethren in a nearby fire until it burned to ashes). It filled Prudence with pride. This was her ability. This was her power.

She walked amongst them as some crawled for help before having their skull smashed. Some were tossed in the air and impaled. Prudence thought she heard cries, but do demons cry?

Eventually, one was remaining. It looked pitiful and destroyed, having killed its brothers and sisters. It looked at her. She caressed it;s head. "You have won, my love." She held its head to her bosom, "To the victor goes the spoils. We shall be with each other in the afterlife." She said this before she snapped its neck, tossing it to the ground.

She turned and made her way back into the Sanctum. A job well done.

Commencement: A Foundation Institute RP

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C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T _________________________________________________________ _________________________________________________________ C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y _________________________________________________________ Calliope Esmerelda De León _________________________________________________________ February 3rd, 2006 | 22 | Mixed (Caucasian and Hispanic) _________________________________________________________ In A Relationship With Banjo | Female | Pansexual _________________________________________________________ Santa Fe | New Mexico | United States _________________________________________________________ Ursus | Team 21 - Blackjack C H A R A C T E R S T A T S C H A R A C T E R S T A T S _________________________________________________________ ◼ B U I L D || Slim ◼ H A I R C O L O U R || Dirty Blonde ◼ E Y E C O L O U R || Hazel ◼ H E I G H T || 5'7'' ◼ W E I G H T || 132 lbs ◼ S C A R S || Light scar on right wrist ◼ T A T T O O S || None ◼ P I E R C I N G S || Three piercings in left ear (1 on bottom, two on top) and one on left ear ◼ O T H E R || N/A

C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T ________________________________________________________________________________________ Senator Garcia De León did not expect his youngest daughter to demonstrate hyperhuman abilities. To his public, he was the tough-as-nails senator that promised protection from the growing hyperhuman threat. Until this point, his family was seen as "perfect". Each member did their duty, ensuring they looked good whenever they were out, and abided by the rules set in place. Then Calliope's powers manifested. And the family that was rock solid suddenly experienced turmoil. Try as he might, Senator Garcia had to accept the fact his daughter was hyperhuman. Calliope was forced into hiding, told to lie about her powers and expected to maintain the air of perfection they worked so hard to maintain. Calliope couldn't handle the pressure and, in an unexpected turn, demonstrated her powers in public, lending to an outcry of Garcia's supporters to call for him to step down. Senator Garcia decided to do one better. PCRU, a school dedicated to helping Hyperhumans control their abilities, seemed right up his alley. So Calliope was sent off to school and told to get it together or be out of the family. Unbeknownst to him, Calliope had her own plans, and PCRU was the best place to do it. D E T A I L E D A P P E A R A N C E & A E S T H E T I C D E T A I L E D A P P E A R A N C E & A E S T H E T I C ________________________________________________________________________________________ If Calliope's style could be summarized in one word it would be "Preppy". Calliope's regulation uniform us tidy and kempt and she usually wears her dirty blonde hair down or in a high ponytail. When not in her uniform, Calliope dresses in clothing arguably seen as fashionable. Not one to look out of place, she tends to dress 'girly'. Color preferences range greatly. Despite this, her clothes are usually clean and orderly, never a string or thread out of place. She will accentuate her attire with jewelry, mainly her earrings and a necklace. Her nails are not painted but are manicured and maintained thoroughly. Make-up is nothing more than foundation, eye liner, some light blush, and lip gloss. Though her normal attire is prim, she does have clothing that could be seen as "out there" and sometimes (albeit rarely) will 'let her hair down' and act out. Though that is very rarely seen by those she knows personally. M A N N E R I S M S & P E R S O N A L I T Y M A N N E R I S M S & P E R S O N A L I T Y ________________________________________________________________________________________ Ice Queen in name and demeanor, Calliope tends to put a front when meeting new people. She can easily be seen as frigid or 'bitchy' by those who do not know her well enough. She does not open up easily to others, but once the ice has cracked, Calliope is a warm-hearted individual who cares a great deal for others, especially those who have been hurt. Calliope can be seen using humor and wit and is never without some strong remark against those who feel they can put others down. Calliope does not wear her heart on her sleeve and it can be tough to get a sense for how she is feeling, though the icy facade does break occasionally.

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A B I L I T I E S, L I M I T A T I O N S, & W E A K N E S S E S A B I L I T I E S, L I M I T A T I O N S, & W E A K N E S S E S ________________________________________________________________________________________ H Y P E R H U M A N A B I L I T Y || C R Y O K I N E S I S __PRIMARY CLASSIFICATION || Exoteric __SECONDARY CLASSIFICATION || Elemental __POWER SCALE || TBD __THREAT CLASSIFICATION || TBD Calliope has the power of Cryokinesis or Ice Manipulation. This is done by using water molecules in the air around her, forming ice, and using it at her disposal. Calliope cannot generate ice from nowhere, however. Calliope can shape and form ice in various ways including ice shards, ice shields, ice walls, ice armor, etc. Calliope can use this both offensively and defensively. Calliope can maneuver ice almost telepathically, allowing her to move the ice formed at will. Calliope can apply freezing temperatures to objects and people, leading to potential ice damage and frostbite. Calliope, through her use of this power, does not get cold as easily as an average person, allowing her to withstand freezing temperatures. An extra bit of her power allows her to formulate snow. L I M I T A T I O N S || S U P P L Y As mentioned, Calliope cannot just generate ice from out of nowhere. To be able to form and use ice, Calliope requires there to be water molecules in the air or an actual source of water. This can limit her power use and prevent her from using her powers W E A K N E S S E S || H E A T Common knowledge dictates that the weakness of ice is fire. This is still true in Calliope's case. As her power requires there to be water molecules or actual water to be near, the hotter and more arid the environment is, the less likely she will be to form ice and control it. Fire melts ice and Calliope would not fair well against fire or any of its forms. She can essentially be rendered powerless in environments where there are no water molecules to be had. Her powers, especially her ability to withstand colder temperatures, makes Calliope extremely sensitive to heat. As such, in hotter temperatures, Calliope can feel weak and may eventually pass out if not provided a cooler environment. P L O T ( S ) & G O A L ( S ) P L O T ( S ) & G O A L ( S ) ________________________________________________________________________________________ I would love to see her father involved in something, most likely bad, and would enjoy seeing their relationship expanded upon, especially as it is darker than what I put on the sheet. I would like to explore her family dynamics with her brother as well. Since she is interested in pursuing law as a career, perhaps something along those lines as well. And her relationship with Banjo.

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_{E N T E R I N G I N T O Y O U R F I N A L Y E A R, W H A T A D V I C E D O Y O U H A V E T O A N E W S T U D E N T?}

Do not be afraid to partake in new things. Whether it is a class you are circling your interest in, a club that sounds fun, or even other people who you may not ordinarily be a part of, you may be surprised how your life changes for the better after the experience. Not everything is going to be a positive and you may not stick with it, but opening yourself up to trying allows you the experiences needed to be the best you.

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I intended to be a part of the legal system and that has remained the same, though the results have changed. Instead of being a player in the back, I want to be on the front lines, making active changes to not just the country, but the world, especially for hyperhumans, though I would go so far as to help anyone in need, especially if the system has a habit of putting them down.

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Open up at the beginning and allow others in, even if it hurts initially. Scars can heal, but only if you allow the medicine to help. Actively refusing aid doesn't benefit anyone, certainly not yourself. I was often stubborn and naive in my beliefs and I had to take several hard looks at myself in the mirror. I can at least do so with my head level, this time around.

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Avengers Academy: Junior Year 💥

Sabine Bassard

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Location: Dorm Room -> The Gym
Fit of the Day: Gym Outfit
Skills: N/A

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Sabine sat on the edge of her bed and collected herself. Over the past few weeks, so much had happened. The top of the list was the fact Leah's father had found her and was more than likely keeping an eye on her, waiting for a time to strike. Though Leah put on a brave face for others, Sabine didn't need to check her memories to see Leah was afraid. And Sabine was too. But she had to be strong. Not only for Leah, but April too. April was hanging on by a thread after the events of the Halloween Dance.

To make matters worse, they had school work on top of training for the Contest of Champions. What was once something Sabine had been looking forward to since Freshman year had turned into a stress-induced miasma taking over her life. Sabine was smart and was able to keep up with her course work, though she noticed she was slipping in areas that proved vital. Missing a question on a test or saying the wrong answer. She chastised herself. She was better than this.

And, of course, the actual training. Though they had made strides, her team was not fully there yet. The school was also looking at The Young Avengers and they were not hiding the fact they were the favorites. While Sabine could understand that, given their efforts in the past, to have a school pick them for teams and then not give them any validation or boost was rage-inducing. They deserved a shot like any others.

Sabine heard her phone chime and read the message from April and Leah. She responded.

@Leah, @April

"See you gals soon! <3

Sabine had changed into her gym clothes in preparation. Ed had made it abundantly clear that this was on the hush-hush. A way to get everyone else a leg up in this competition since the school didn't seem to care.

Once settled, she made her way over to the gym, careful to avoid any faculty, less they ask what she's up to. Once there, she made her way in. Leah was there. She walked up and put her arm around Leah. "Cute outfit girl. Any word from April?"

Inferno - STRIKE THE MATCH! - Concluded

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Prudence Knight

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Location: The Sanctum Sanctorum
Skills: N/A
Spells: N/A

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Prudence felt some semblance of pride over doing what Runa had asked. Apparently, something even Thor himself was unable to do. With the horn emptied, her task complete, Runa spoke words into existence and repaired the veil. All was not done though. While the veil remained, Annanym was still a threat.

Did Prudence go help? She had offered her services to Runa and made it apparent she intended to do what was best for herself. She hoped her words were felt by the older woman, one who had a master she had pledged to and had gone against him. For now, she supposed. The end of the world could always come later.

"There is still the threat outside. If the others have not gone and done foolish things, though I offer no hope that they didn't, there is still a battle ahead." Prudence said this more for Klara and Runa than herself. Would Runa go aid them? And what of the child?

This would be interesting.

The Dead Don't Die.

Location: New York City, Verity's Office
Skills: N/A

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After verifying the information, Verity closed her email just in time for Trudy to enter and let her know about the tow company guys. "Thanks Trudy. Can you contact my 8 o'clock and let them know I'll be late?" Verity made her way past the desks attended by a bunch of faces she didn't know. She pushed the button for the elevator and waited as it made its ascent.

Once inside, she checked her messages. The Devil Spawn hadn't reached back out to her, though it was a matter of time. She scrolled through her socials, ignored the hate comments, liked the compliments, and then put her phone away as she reached her floor.

She stepped out and looked for the two company guys. Once this was checked off she decided she would go get some coffee frappe and treat herself. It was still early but she accomplished so much already.

X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽

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Peregrine Mayfield

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Location: Asteroid
Skills: N/A
Fit Of The Day

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Slowly their team were getting picked up and on the ship, but that still left a chunk of people on this asteroid. Was she comfortable leaving them here? No, but what choice did she have? Pietro couldn't risk running all around and grabbing everyone. Peregrine looked around her and noticed the levels of anxiety and panic. It was intense. Fear and sadness. Anger.

She felt a headache coming on. She got them when there were intense emotions at play, even if she wasn't actively trying to gauge them. She took a seat as everyone ran around her. She felt foolish. Her spirits were nearby, but they said nothing. They knew they couldn't do much.

Perry took some deep breaths. She felt the rumble as their clock inched closer to doomsday. She hoped they could get off of here soon. It wasn't looking like they would get out of this unscathed, though.

Inferno - STRIKE THE MATCH! - Concluded

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Prudence Knight

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Location: The Sanctum Sanctorum
Skills: Hex/Curse Magic
Spells: N/A

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Prudence bit her tongue at Runa's insistence over this seemingly purposeless endeavor. If Annika and Klara were correct, this horn was enchanted and connected to the ocean. It would explain the salt water inside of it. Which meant, to others, the task was impossible. However, Prudence knew better. She allowed Klara to try, but once the girl showed she would was unable to accomplish it, Prudence gave her a smile. "I applaud your efforts, young one. Your knowledge far exceeds your age. I would try again, if you permit."

Prudence took the horn and summoned up her magic. To break an enchantment such as this, one had to charge it with the opposite. So Prudence cursed the horn. She felt resistance as if the horn was fighting back with its own magic. She summoned it again, feeling the enchantment crack and shudder. Finally, with one final push, Prudence broke through, cursing the object and ending the enchantment.

This created a cursed horn. Prudence did not know what would become of it, but she would not drink it. After all, Runa said drain the horn, not drink it dry. So Prudence tilted the horn, dropping the salt water on the ground, but no more poured out. She showed this again, topping the horn with nothing coming out of it. She held the horn out again.

"It has been drained, per your wishes."

Avengers Academy: Junior Year 💥

Sabine Bassard

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Location: Cafeteria -> Dorm Rooms
Costume: She-Ra
Skills: N/A

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If Sabine stood and thought about it for a moment, she wasn't mad at Leah. Not really. In fact, if Leah didn't stand up for her and try to fight the creature hurting her she would have been more upset. Still, she couldn't help her emotions. It was a chemical cocktail of guilt, sadness, anger, and fear. So far, guilt was winning followed closely by sadness.

She assumed Leah was following her though Sabine didn't look back. It was like...if she looked back at Leah she would feel a flush of emotions again and she wasn't mentally stable enough to handle all that. On top of the fact April was traumatized, it just wasn't happening.

Leah did the right thing. She did the right thing. So why the hell did they all feel so bad?

Sabine paused before the doorm room building. Should she bother April? Everyone else in their posse was with her, surely. Sabine opened the door and went in. She crept slowly towards April's room, allowing her time to process. She wound her way to the others, looking worse for wear. Her costume had been torn up, blood was surely spilling somewhat, if not scabbing over.

She never felt less like a hero in this moment.

Leah came in shortly, looking about as wrecked as Sabine felt. Sabine didn't need an empath to see Leah was beating herself up. And an apology escaped her lips. Sabine wanted to run over and hug her. To comfort her and tell her it was all okay. But how could she do so when she felt every bit as helpless?

Sabine closed her eyes and whispered, "We won..." before she collapsed to the ground, exhausted.

Commencement: A Foundation Institute RP

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