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X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽

Maximillian Gray

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Location: X-Mansion
Skills: l
Current Outfit: Header Image

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Max halted in his steps as Mira bade him to wait a moment. Turning slowly to face her with arms crossed for a moment. He'd had no time to answer her initial questions, as she continued on with the explanation of why Runa had possibly ignored him for all this time. His arms dropped to his side, disbelief and horror in equal measures as heard about what had happened to Klara. ”Something happened to Klara? That…certainly can't be any good. It's already a coin toss on if she'll attack me or befriend me when we meet, throw in a mysterious memory issue and the chances somehow seem worse. Especially depending on which version of me she remembers…if she remembers at all.” He stated as be paced a bit closer towards the group again, a finger placed pointedly on his chin as he thought.

His shoulders slumped as Max let out a sigh. Deciding that perhaps there were otherworldly matters Runa had to attend to, especially if Klara was hit with such a curse. He wondered if their space adventure had anything to do with a cure or if perhaps those were two separate and unrelated things. ”While her help would have been greatly appreciated in many matters since last I'd tried contacting her…I suppose that Klara takes precedence in her mind.” As if on cue, Klara began to walk past them and towards the Library from what he could tell. ”Well…we can figure out what our Asgardian visitors have come for…or we can simply go play Danger Room Clue.”

X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽

Maximillian Gray

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Location: X-Mansion
Skills: l
Current Outfit: Header Image

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Max brightened up as Mirembe agreed with his plan, more so as the others began to chime in after her. ”That's the spirit! Though I do wonder how it will work. It needs to be able to formulate a plausible storyline as well as plant just the right evidence to help us crack the case to the murder mystery. Oh! I've been wanting to do something like this for what feels like millenia! I heard there are trains in some places that still do murder mystery dinners as you ride them. Very Orient Express. Still haven't ticked that one off my list just yet, but this will be so much better!” He exclaimed just before snapping his fingers at another thought. ”We need outfits! I'll take Professor Plums, let me know who you all want to be and I'll conjure exactly whats-”

His sentence was cut off, the words falling softly and slowly as some rattled the windows of the mansion. A voice booming down the halls and into every corner where no mutant could hide from the sound, especially the one being called for. The magic Max had begun to conjure dissipated in his hands, dust falling slowly to the ground as he looked towards the direction the voice had hailed from. ”Lance? Son of…a bitch! Is that Runa?! I haven't seen her in well…technically months but but that was a very different Runa from way off into the future so it doesn't count. Now I can finally find out why she's been rejecting my calls! Is it too much to ask to simply return a mystic message? In the name of the Old God's…Runa!” Max rambled off as he began to make his way off towards an exit door.

Avengers Academy 💥

Dorian Gray

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Location: Mario World
Skills: Work Out Fit

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The world glitched before their very eyes, many of their friends vanishing in the matrix leaving only a scant few behind. Whatever it was that Vicky had tried to do, it managed to interfere a little bit. Dorian looked up at the structure before them, analyzing it before speaking. ”Seems we've made it to Bowser's Castle. Whatever glitch in t’e matrix ‘appened, it cut us straight to t’e end it seems.” He didn't like that Danni and April were missing, unsure of exactly what it was that separated them all in the first place. Were they left behind at the beginning? Were they held captive in the Castle? Or did something else occur? It was difficult to say, and sadly he had no answers at the moment. But he had many ideas on how to win out against Arcade and his little games.

Dorian grinned at what Sabine had said. She could manipulate the game's memory, that was good. ”’ere's t’e Play, Gideon and I will run Vanguard, takin out what needs be as we advance t'rough t’e level. ‘opefully your immortality translates into t’e game and you won't lose any ‘earts along t’e way. Mary Sue, use your constructs to aid in support. T’row up walls where needed to block enemy attacks and ‘elp pause future obstacles we may run into like flamin walls and pistons t’at smash down. Beanie, yours is a bit tougher I'm afraid, and it puts a lot on you. Memorize everythin t’at happens from t’is point on. Focus on who's where and when. You're our Flash Save. It's a cheat used when emulatin old games on PC. Essentially, if we lose a ‘eart, you reload t’e memory of moments before t’at ‘eart was lost so we can try again.” He looked at his team, wondering if any of this made sense to them before finally turning back towards their path. ”Let's go”

With that Dorian was off, shifting into his ghost form as he flew straight into the nearest enemy, a Koopa Troopa. He retreated into his shell sliding forward and taking out the next guard before doubling back and sliding forward once again. His hopes were that even if the Koopa was killed, it wouldn't take away his heart's, using the Koopa as a shield against Arcades tricks. He missed his second attack, but that didn't deter him one bit. ”We need to find Mads first. She's t'e key to us gettin’ out of ‘ere. I'll explain more once we ‘ave ‘er. After t'at we need Vic”

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

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Demetri Rowan Howell

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Location: Lotus Casino
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They were doing it, their combined forces were driving Porphyrion back. Another volley of arrows flew towards the brute, the others charging in and attacking alongside the gods might. Demi was about to tell Mads that they were already at the doors, so all they needed was for them to hurry there. But before he could the call dropped. He let out a sigh, turning back to face the Titan when suddenly he noticed the grin on his face and his outstretched arm. He braced himself for impact, expecting to be swatted away, but instead he gave his last words before he, and the doors, disappeared from sight. A soft whisper left his lips as all he could manage was ”No…” His swords fell to the floor, clanging loudly as the metal hit tile and bounced in place. The arcs of lightning receding away now that they weren't held.

Zeke looked crestfallen, Demi didn't dare look at Nancy for fear of what she might do. It was a bad situation, but there had to be hope. ”Janelle, please tell me the information you got has something to help us, anything! The prophecy lead us here for a reason, it couldn't have been just to fail right? Right?! Diana, Alexios, your gods! Can't you call up Thanatos? Ask him to bring the doors back? I mean he's Death with a capital D! I don't have the proper offering for him this time and…and…” Demi fizzled out, his hand running through his hair as he pressed his back against the cool wall and slid down to the floor where monster dust littered in places. ”This couldn't be for nothing…” He said as tears dripped down his cheeks.

The Dead Don't Die.

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Hermes was strung up, his emotions turned up to high as he felt his heart beating in his ears. The warmth burned at the tips of them as they thrummed and he watched others begin to pile into the hallway to witness the spectacle this had become. He watched as Mrs. Carver began to reach for his only chance at survival. He gripped the stick tightly as he moved back a step, his knuckles white as the wood groaned beneath his hands. ”Calm down? Calm down?! I was attacked and you want me to calm down?!!” He said through strained words before following into a string of Italian laced with expletives as he reached up with one hand, pushing his hair back before realizing he was still shirtless and the rest of his clothes was trapped in the locker room. It was fine, he kept a spare shirt and jacket in his hall locker anyways, he hated wearing the same shirt after gym because he thought it'd absorb the musty scent of the boys locker room, as pungent as it was.

”Hannah grazie dio! I was getting ready for gym when I heard someone groaning in the shower. Sounded like they got hurt, maybe hit their head I don't know, then I saw blood pooling out from beneath so I checked it out thinking maybe they hit their head hard. When I opened it, Elio was in there along with the body of Mr. Brady, throat ripped out and q bite on Elios neck! Next thing I know he's lunging at me trying to bite me like some Floridian on Bath Salts!” Banging started coming from the doors, as Hermes turned to see in horror that Elio was attempting to break through. He crossed himself with his fingers and said a silent prayer before lunging towards the door, sliding the hockey stick between the handles and blocking it from being opened.

X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽

Maximillian Gray

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Location: X-Mansion
Skills: l
Current Outfit: Header Image

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Mirembe came out of the wood works as well, answering the call of Perry's boredom. It had appeared that today may be a slow day, time to relax and have fun. Now that all the mutants had been sent on their ways, perhaps the mansion would know a modicum of normalcy? Apparently board games were out of the question, which was a shame as that was exactly what Max was about to suggest. They had a wide collection of them back at home, but he never truly got to play them all, or at the very least never to completion. The Kingston-Gray's were an odd bunch to say the least, each vastly different from the last and yet they had a bond stronger than blood. James was never one to care for board games, but joined all the same when they were brought up. Ben was more of a traditionalist when it came to them, preferring games of strategy like Chess or Go. Casper viewed every board games night as a massive social event, socializing to the extent where the game got forgotten and they all sat around conversing instead of the small plastic pieces scattered about the board.

Max didn't mind any of this of course. That was just how his family was. But the prospect of getting to play one with the intent of finishing the game was enticing until it was all but stripped away. ”That would be nice for later, but how's that going to cure your boredom now? Maybe we can see if the Danger Room doesn't have anyone scheduled right now, try and program it to run a virtual game of Clue in which we solve an actual murder mystery using its facilities and holograms? Could even all dress the part and talk in accents akin to our characters.” Max suggested.

The Dead Don't Die.

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Hermes' eyes drifted over towards the corpse laying on the floor. Seeing Mr. Brady lay in a pool of his own blood, as more spilled out from a wound on his neck. The groans from Elio became louder, almost ravenous, as Hermes turned and saw the glazed over eyes of his crush. He'd heard of something like this happening in Florida, some man got hopped up on bath salts and began attacking people. Was Elio on drugs as well? He didn't seem the type but…his thoughts were interrupted as Elio charged at him, knocking down a rack of hockey and lacrosse sticks along with Hermes flat on his back, forearms pressed against Elios chest to keep him from biting at him.

He risked reaching out to grab one of the hockey sticks, pulling it in closer as he pressed the side of the shaft into Elios mouth like a guard. One hand gripping the side down the end of the stick as the other managed to make its way to the opposite side. Hermes pushed forward with all his might, knocking Elio back before grabbing the stick again and running away towards the locker door where he'd heard a familiar voice. ”No, fuck no, everything's not okay right now! Mr. Brady is dead and I'm being attacked by a drugged up twink!” He bolted through the locker room door, stumbling as he made his way into the hall, hockey stick in hand with drops of blood and drool dripping down the shaft.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

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Demetri Rowan Howell

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Location: Lotus Casino
Skills: Endurance, Agility, Sword Fighting, Shadow Manipulation

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Demi watched as a volley of arrows flew towards the Giant, one lodging itself in the eye as more impeded themselves against its torso. He heard as Nancy answered Janelle, turning to face her when he saw the shimmering message appear near here. ”Not the best time for a collection call. Any chance they can call back later?” He remarked, already pushing Janelles' question to the side as it had been answered. Kristin, ofcourse, immediately contradicted what it was Nancy had just said. But in the throws of battle, chances were that she may not have heard. Especially not with her gawking at his boyfriend before stabbing the Giants leg.

Alexios knocked the brute down, another volley, only for the damned thing to get back up again. ”Just watch your aim. Some of us need to get closer.” Demetri said as he unsheathed his twin blades. Lightning crackling between them and down each point as he charged towards Porphyrion. He slid underneath his legs, a sword in each hand as he spun and sliced each of the Achilles tendons. Another howl of pain from the monster before Demi joined both swords together and used his free hand to call upon the shadows once more. Inky tendrils lurching up and wrapping around the wrists, neck, and legs, pulling him down onto the floor prone. ”Volley away!” He yelled before running out of the firing range.

Avengers Academy 💥

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Location: Super Mario Land
Skills: N/A

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”Soft launch? Cadie, please. I get ‘avin’ a gimmick an all but… ‘ow do you plan on consistently gettin’ heroes into a game? You ‘ave to t'ink long term, big picture! We could work on t'at villain image afterwards maybe centered around gamin' t'at shouldn't be too ‘ard.”

Dorian's mood shifted quickly as he noticed Diana flatten Percy before his form shimmered and came back with a heart lost. His eyes darkened slightly before he yelled at Diana. ”Watch where you're landin’! Stompin’ Goombas is fine but don't go doin’ it to your teammates! We're gonna need to find two One-Ups now. Unless any of you think you can pull off the Hat-Trick Turtle Tippin’ but that's gonna take time and effort we don't have at the moment.” He let out a huff of frustration as he paced in place for a moment before looking towards everyone.

”Listen, I know ‘e's not exactly attemptin’ to make us stronger but t'at's where ‘e messed up. In doin’ t'is ‘es givin’ us experience we can only get out in t'e real world. Out t'ere if t'e villains kill us t'ats it! T'ere's no t'ree lives, no glitchin' in and back, it's just death chère. So yall lose t'e sour faces and get on your game faces.”

“‘at-Trick what? Was t'at even words?” Danni scratched his chin with the fire flower, thoroughly confused but shrugged it off. “But yeah, why get pressed when I can get fun! Like, a ‘ouse could drop on me, my ‘ead can get split wit’ a sword, or I could like drown or somet’in’ and we wouldn’t ‘ave threelives, it’d be game over! So, I t’ink it's pretty chill of Cadie ta give us 3! I’m ‘ere for a good time, not a long time. T'ough, I guess livin’ wit’ t'e ghosties might ‘ave somet'in’ ta do wit’ t'at, ya t'ink Dee?”

Danni grimaced at the two lost hearts. “Well, maybe movin’ forward y'all should stay back ‘ere and we'll take the vanguard, though…” Danni couldn’t resist peering over the edge of the space left behind by Leah. “T'is seems like a good way ta screw ourselves over if we keep lettin’ Leah snatch away our platforms. Maaaaybe we should stay away from t'e big, dark ‘oles as well.”

”I t'ink Danni ‘as t'e right of it. Diana should stay in t'e back, focus on aimin’ high and at foes away. If possible tagged up wit’ t'e boulder over t'ere so t'ey can maintain an aerial advantage and totally avoid a missfire on us. Danni should be t'e vanguard as ‘is fire can toast any one of us. I'm not entirely sure ‘ow to use everyone especially given t'is game is at best two player and t'is is waaaay too many players for a platformer.” Dorian added.

“Yeah, I'm great at friendly fire and… Wait, t'ats a bad t'in’.” Danni laughed awkwardly. “So uh, we ain't really got a way ta handle t'ose monsters now since everyt'in’ is all blocked off. So what's the plan? We got a way ta move it?”

”Only safe way is to ‘ave everyone ‘op over it one at a time. Leave a single block space…or two…to make sure if t'ey fail and stumble backwards t'at it won't ‘arm whoever behind.” Beyond that Dorian could figure a way through. Percy had come up with two ideas, both of which had been ignored. And while pipes Were a shortcut they also had the risk of potentially being more dangerous. Then again perhaps they could find coins to use for later? The rules were still being discovered and one wrong guess could end up with someone dead.

X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽

Maximillian Gray

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Location: X-Mansion
Skills: l
Current Outfit: Header Image

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Max had kept busy the past month. To say he was wearing himself a bit thin was an understatement. His guilt for several things had begun eating away at him, causing him to throw himself into helping those they saved off the Asteroid. Acting as a ferryman for those that needed medical care, taking them twixt James and Mansion so they could be cared for by his mutant clinic. His skills from the Mutant Underground also kicked in, allowing him to call any contacts he could to find locations for the mutants to go for the ones who had nowhere else to turn to. Any who wished it, he would portal to a new local, using his gifts to help all those in need.

In the nights he'd often open a rift back to New Orleans. To sing his son to sleep and see his family outside of work. Too many times did he come back exhausted, too many times falling asleep in Ben's arms as they relaxed and spoke of the day. The days he was late to see his son awake were the worst. Having gotten into a small argument at least once about his tardiness. Though Max suspected there was more underlying the tension. Primarily his time at the place both his husband and best friend despised. When Max had caught wind of Perry's Parties, he thought it was an excellent idea. Both wanting to see how she flourished in her new team as well as using it as a way for him to meld in better with the rest. He brought over beignets straight from Cafe Du Monde, paying out for hundreds of them so that everyone could share in the New Orleans pastry.

It's because of this, all his time spent helping, playing father and husband, as well as attempting to keep an eye on the newcomers (as if he wasn't new himself), that he hardly noticed Mary's absence or Guins attitude. To him she seemed no different than anytime they'd encountered each other before, and Max gave Mary a wide berth usually as he still felt a twinge of unease that such an archaic force was locked up alongside the woman who'd seemed eager to fight and kill back in Wanda's World. He could tell Mary was different, that she wasn't her, but that didn't shake his unease.

As Max roamed the halls of the mansion, making his way to find either Avery or Ed, he'd heard Perry bemoaning about her boredom. A smile crept onto his face and before he knew it he'd turned the corner and said ”Hey bored, I'm Max” The smile quickly left his face as he ran over hand through his hair in shock. ”Oh no…the dad jokes have already started…I'm too young to be telling dad jokes” He said as he glanced up and saw Jacklyn was with her, waving meekly at the pair.