Shin Ghost Note

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Recollections: Magnanimous (Cancelled)

@The Man Emperor Hmmmm, he seems okay but I have a problem or two. Mostly with the part about him being trained by an Adept, I feel as if that part is tacked on so he can have some supernatural knowledge. Maaaaybe it would be better if he just read James library? idk not a whole lot of players are utilizing that so it could be a change of pace.

Also could you lower how much he can lift? I'm tryna go for useful but not spectacularly strong abilities.

Recollections: Magnanimous (Cancelled)

I'm still confused on how ambiguous time works. Wouldn't having it set in 2015 defeat the purpose?

@silvermist1116

It's twenty-fifteen but with aspects of the previous and current year... think of it more of just a meaningless number.

@The Man Emperor There's one big issue that comes to mind with this sheet: Magic returned merely a year ago so, unless he was in a different universe, he couldn't have awakened. I'm kinda tired atm so I'll run over your sheet in the morning.

Recollections: Magnanimous (Cancelled)

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Justin didn't even wait for a response from the housemaid, with everything that was going on around him he had to spring into action immediately. Tuyen wanted to go face them head-on, so did a few other old-timers. Now, a few years ago Justin would have been all for it, but truly he didn't feel comfortable rushing into a fight where he didn't exactly know where all the fighters were. Eh, fuck it, they handled an eldritch-horror before using nothing but faith as an armor. He shook his head at Tuyen as she asked him the question, his eyes drifted towards chain-boy who seemed a bit too comfortable with threatening a kid (ironic coming from a nineteen-year-old). Then his eyes drifted back towards Tuyen.

"... It seems like that's handled."

Justin was still a scrub and didn't know any interrogation techniques, so he was probably better suited elsewhere. Such as being a hammer in a world of nails, though that would be difficult when his abstraction was off. Maybe this trusty chair leg of his would be more than useful, or he would just get flattened, but hey, at least he tried. He shivered as he tried to shake the water off of him before he just fucking conceded and unbuttoned this suit jacket that he had on and tossed it to the ground. Followed by the button up that he had on underneath it, and he was pretty much left in a tank top that he had on underneath it. Justin wished that he had a better body to show off but at the moment that was pretty low on the priority scale.

That suit was trashed, and his mother was gonna kill him - but he was definitely not going to say that around all these rich people. He had nothing but a chair leg and hope as he marched up to Tuyen's side - he kind of missed what half of the discussion actually was. He looked back at the family, a little kid said that they were all crazy for wanting to defend their property. Some part of this home invasion hit home to Justin, he didn't know why. Maybe it was his inner-patriarch tugging at him like hooks, urging him to go fight to protect his home from intruders. As he looked back, the rest of the Vanburens seemed to content with staying behind.

"If you all cared about this place," Justin started, "You'd protect it too."

However, it seemed that it was up to these four. He wasn't sure how much fighting experience a bunch of cushy rich kids has but hey, don't judge a book by its cover. They probably had more life experience than Justin, but he had the experience of fighting an eldritch horror and not getting his mind broken! Unfortunately, the fight was brought directly to them when the beast crashed through the wall in a huge explosion of debris. Fuck, fuck, fuck!

Not good.

Justin kicked over a nightstand and ducked behind it, not wanting to take his chances with his abstraction shut off. He still had this table leg in hand but he wanted to make sure that the rest of the Vanburens were safe before he rushed in. He could probably take at least one of them out but they seemed to be after the guy that they captured. Perfect. Justin snuck around with the table leg as he waited for his moment.

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A disgusting blob of water and snot came out of Sabrina's nose in a very unladylike fashion as she coughed up the rest of the water that was in her mouth. LeBeau loudly meowed as the proud creature scrambled to get traction on the wet hardwood floor before he finally darted off. Sabrina coughed a few times as she managed to force herself to her feet and shivered. Thankfully the heat was on but she was not happy righ-

A sheet of cloth covered her from head to toe, floating above her as a shield that protected her from sight from the right of the Vanburens. She was confused for a second before that little passenger she had with spoke to her,

"Hold still, love," She heard the voice of Mary Roberts, in that honestly over-the-top accent, "Unless you want them to get a show."

A part of Sabrina was still coming to terms with a ghost inhabiting her clothes, being able to dress and undress her at will. However, she was willing to trust the ghost, only because she adored the ability that she offered... and what was the worst that could happen? The clothes that she was wearing that was soaked dropped off of her body, seemingly split down the middle, and fell onto the ground. It made an unsatisfying splat as Sabrina felt really uncomfortable until Mary Roberts weaved a brand new outfit for the gal - Merely a black dress.

The sheet went down and Sabrina caught sight of Georgie unleashing holy hell down a hallway with her Garden... an abstraction that she was only barely familiar with herself. Again, she was still coming to terms with the fact that all of her siblings had these strange and fantastic powers, maybe that was why she was at least kind of comfortable with Mary Roberts. That was before she said some things and ducked into the Garden... which Sabrina didn't think was that great of an idea. Though Georgie was likely not going to pay her elder sister any mind, and speaking to her would be a waste of her time. Trisha sent her minions forward as Shane, Ezra, and their two experts seemed ready to go rush into a fight - though she could see the look of worry on the boy's face hidden behind confidence. All of this was crazy.

The girl's heart was racing already, what did these people even want? Surely it wasn't to kill them? A part of Sabrina wanted to negotiate with them but maybe caving into everyone's demands was not a good idea. Trisha sent her minions forward and Junior shouted, and hearing the boy's voice irritated her to no end. She grits her teeth before she turned towards him, but suddenly her interest in him faded and she paid no thought to it.... unfortunately, the fight came to the Vanburens when the beast suddenly burst through the wall and suddenly there was a monster in the room.

Sabrina shrieked as she ducked under the remains of the table with her hands covering her head. She was about to take off out the door as she was hoping that one of them would swoop in and save the day. However, Sabrina knew that she had to reach inside of herself and try to pull some type of courage. Because the fight was here, right in front of them, she had to protect somebody, make this ability of hers useful. Her mind went back to that little shit as she quickly ran towards the door, she couldn't find him anywhere.

"J-Junior!" Sabrina shouted over the chaos. "Where are you?!"

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"Do what you want, I'm not saying anything!" Daniel shouted in response at Alexander, defiantly despite the odds... maybe he thought it was an empty threat because surely the child of such a magnanimous man would not hurt him. Daniel chuckled as he (seemingly) taunted Alexander with a completely straight face. Saying, "If you're gonna put something inside of me, at least take me to dinner." Completely flatly, as if it was nothing.

Meanwhile, down the hall, the trio was still rushing headfirst towards the danger and then this weird looking thing ran up towards them. The three cultists looked at the weird thing with a tilted head, even the hell-hounds were confused. Morgana didn't like the look of the thing, so she ran up and kicked the thing with her steel-toe boot as hard as she could. The stupid fucking thing was sent flying down the hallway and Morgana chuckled for a second... of course, when she saw where it landed, it brought the huge fucking portal to their attention.

Morgana's eyes opened widely when she looked at the gaping maw of the portal that was before her. Before it unleashed hell on them all - a petal came by and slashed her shoulder, cutting through her robe entirely. She shrieked as she grabbed her shoulder and loudly whistled, "Here boy!" She shouted as her other hand materialized some chains which she wrapped around another dog. "Lay down, boy!" Morgana shouted as she used the dogs as a barrier not just from the petals, but from sight.

She knelt as she released the chains from the two dogs and wrapped one hand's worth of chains around the singular hell-hound. She eyed a door and narrowed her eyes as she pointed forward and shouted, "Go, boy!" The Hell-Hound rushed through the door and brought a chunk of the wall down as Morgana and her two cultists ran in after him.

"The fuck is your plan here?!" Penelope asked as she looked at Morgana.

"Just follow my lead!" Morgana shouted.

"I'm tryna' figure out what the fuck your lead even is-" Penelope tried to question before Morgana gave her a rough idea.

"Go, boy!" Morgana shouted again as she pointed towards another wall and then the hell-hound charged forward through the wall. It created an explosion of debris, a dust cloud that Morgana, unfortunately, couldn't see through... however, she held her hand up as she was hoping she didn't kill Daniel counting on the Vanburens directing most of their firepower towards the Hellhound that just charged in.

In the (very, very, stupid) distraction that Morgana created, Daniel utilized his other abstraction. Alexander most likely didn't see the sigil glowing on Daniel's back. His arm began glowing with an orange heat as the intense heat traveled down the chain, probably forcing Alexander to let go of him.

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