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In The Shattering of Aegis → 1 yr ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

✧     Location: Snakeburrow Woods  ✧     Purse: 4 copper     ✧  Interactions:    ✧

Ermes listened intently as Eila began to explain what and how her powers worked. He was glad to see his line of questioning didn’t annoy or irritate her, it instead seemed to pull her out of the fog she seemed to be in after the attack. Putting her back into a more excitable state like how he’d first met her. He wished he could write all of this down, but not only was he incapable of writing or reading, he couldn’t very well do it while they were walking and trying to catch up to their runaway client. So he did his best to commit everything to memory, which was luckily something he was fairly good at. At the mention of Azaiza’s blessing, all Ermes could think about was how his felt more like a curse. His whole life he’d been treated differently because of how his powers were presented. The only real blessing was that he could one day become strong enough to wield this curse to take back what was stolen from him. His mouth felt dry as he then realized he’d been tensing his jaw, taking in a long breath and playing it off as a sigh of exhaustion from the earlier bout as he used this to relax his muscles. He watched as the color in Eila’s eyes danced, changing to vibrant hues of green as she explained herself to him. It was a simple enough explanation, though he still didn’t fully grasp what it was that she could or couldn’t do. From the sounds of it though, she could control other people's bodies so long as they still held aether in them. That would explain her inability to help in the fight, no aether meant nothing to grasp onto and that meant she needed to switch tactics faster than she was prepared to do. He bit back the thought of commenting on how he liked the way her eyes changed when she seemed excited about a subject.

Ermes was glad to have her company for the walk, mostly because it made it easier to drown out Cerric’s inane rambling as he did his best to pester the poor farmgirl for the remainder of the trip. If the undead wolves or Kyreth’s bursts of flames didn’t kill her, he was sure Cerric’s ramblings would. What he’d hoped would be a relaxing evening to once again gather his aether for the next leg of the journey, instead turned into a life lesson by Cerric. His attention was fully on the strange half-elf, though he didn’t let it seem like it, staring towards the man but right through him as if he’d much rather be doing anything else than to hear him speak. The more that Cerric spoke though, the more Ermes began to sit up in his seat, something akin to a kid hearing a campfire ghost tale. He’d never heard of how The Rot came to be, nor the actual workings of the strange disease, but it appeared it was the antithesis to them all. Whereas they had an abundance of aether and were capable of manipulating this living energy, it appeared that the rot robbed a creature of theirs until there was nothing left than a shambling undead husk. Ermes had noted the black ichor that sprung from the wolves mouths, but as Cerric continued to speak, he hadn’t considered or even known that The Rot could come as an invisible disease. He’d assumed there would always be some sort of presence to alert them of the danger, but now it seemed that anything could be carrying that danger. What’s more Cerric was suggesting not only that Eila could be infected, but that they should put her down in the event that she was without even knowing if it was true or not.

His shoulders tensed as his eyes darted from Cerric to Ceolfric to Eila. Ermes doubted the tainted twins would be willing to just kill Eila so easily, Ceolfric seemed like the type to rid himself of any potential dead weight, and Cerric was the one suggesting it. When Eila finally spoke up his shoulders relaxed back into a slump. She wasn’t infected, that meant no one had a reason to try a midnight assassination on her. Good. His head snapped towards Ceolfric as he began to speak, worried he might object to Eila’s potentially biased opinion of herself. Fortunately he pressed past that and wanted mainly to talk strategy, though his words left much to be desired. There was a pang of shame in Ermes as Ceolfric mentioned how they’d all fucked up in some way or another, but he quickly countered it by telling them the only way to learn is to be in these embarrassing displays of power. By now everyone seemed to be joining in on the conversation, with Kyreth up as the first person to dissect. According to him he didn’t even know he was an Aetherborn. Really? That lanky ass fucker set a damn wolf ablaze in a panic and he wanted them to believe he hadn’t done something similar beforehand? Suddenly Ermes found himself wishing for the rain to come. Sooner fight the Rancor than wake up to a blazing forest because Kyreth had a bad dream. Something the tainted said caught his attention though, causing him to quirk an eyebrow as he stared at him blankly for a moment. ”Studying the aether? What do you mean by that? Actually…come to think of it, you mentioned sensing something just before the wolf attack earlier. I didn’t sense anything, I was just able to pick up the sounds and movements of the ones hiding away…” Could tainted feel the aether around them? Or did it have to do with what Eila just called him, Primordial. Maybe his aether was more attuned with that of the worlds. Ermes could only ever feel his own.

In Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω → 1 yr ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Demetri Rowan Howell
Location:  PA Station BK
Skills: Shapeshifting


Demetri didn’t catch Nancy’s look of pity towards him. Even if he had he more than likely wouldn’t have recognized it as such. He beamed with delight as he heard Zeke’s voice coming from behind him, ignoring both Cassian and Nancy’s comments about moving the quest along as another pang of jealousy hit for a brief moment as he noticed that both he and Janelle had come back at almost similar times. Had they been talking it out? It didn’t appear like they had, or if they did it clearly didn't go too well if they still weren’t talking to each other. He noted that Zeke was wearing a different shirt. Sure the last one got dirty but couldn’t he just have rinsed it out with some water and then dabbed at it with a paper towel? Demi tried not to think too much of it. It was made easier as he felt a brush against his skin and saw Alexios wiping some milkshake off of his face. He looked between him and Zeke, hoping this wouldn’t spark another fight between them, they’d just started to get along together. ”Thanks mate, but I was saving that for Zeke. Only fair after I snagged a bit of his ice cream earlier right?” He replied as he let all of that interaction slip off him like water off a duck's back. It didn’t seem that Alexios was going to back off from this bit though, clearly looking to press his boyfriends buttons. It was hard to have to be the one who had to keep their cool and consistently make jokes to help keep the flames down, but it was something Demi was used to. All he did was run away from his problems anyways, so how was this any different?

Demetri wrapped his left arm around Zeke’s waist, pulling him in closer as he used his right hand to wrap around Alexios’ neck like you would a friend. ”I wouldn’t call me demonstrating you Earth’s lovely customs of dipping fries into shakes sharing, more so a food tax for having done so. Think of it as…my offering for being so…well awesome!” He planted a kiss on Zeke’s cheek before pulling away from both of them and sliding each of them their own respective foods to eat, placing the pie he ordered in between Zeke and himself. ”I’m stealing a bite of that pie I got you Z. After all, ‘One must always share pie.’ “ He said as if a line spoken from another time between them. ”Now if you’ll excuse me, I would like to finish my burger. You guys can decide which way we go. Party Bus, Train, each is a metal death trap full of monsters that sound equally exhausting. So I'm fine with either way of travel. Unless any of you have some sway with Hecate and can have her just open a portal from here to there, I don't see a point in even discussing it. If the gods want us to succeed we will, if they don’t then we won't. Simple as that.” Demi r	emarked before taking a large bite out of his burger the had dipped in buffalo sauce.

Cassian Rudenko
Location: PA Station. BK
Skills:

Finally someone with some semblance of common sense. Nancy was also willing to see if there were other modes of transportation other than the train they were previously on. She even went as far to ask their new ally if he had any godly way to help them get across the states faster than mortal means. He hadn’t expected Alexios to offer a literal party bus, but it made sense given his divinity. Cassian wondered if the bus had any magical properties to make it move faster than mortal means, or at the very least make it so that they didn’t have to fight monsters every step of the journey, making them slow down even more. He wasn’t aware of Nancy’s fears, as far as he was concerned her greatest weakness was the Lotus Hotel itself. He didn’t think much beyond that, so to him the idea of this bus seemed like…well a godsend. ”Alright then, Party Bus sounds like it could be promising. Does it have any defenses against monsters? Does it move faster than a mortal car? Oh and pleaaaase tell me it doesn’t require gas. I don’t think we’d be able to cover the cost of that alone going from here to the other side of the states.” Cassian rolled his eyes at Demetri as he finally spoke up. It was disgusting how the three of them acted. If he could he would carry a squirt bottle just to spray the pair every time they moved off track from the topics at hand. 

At the very least Demi had provided some form of answer. Even if it was non-committal bullshit. Did no one care about how much time they had to do this? Surely they didn’t expect this quest to drag on for months or more did they? Or was this just how big prophecies were? After all Odysseus’s journey was much longer than anything they’d ever do. So maybe this was how it was meant to be? Their own odyssey to test their limits and develop their own story of heroism and strife. His tone changed slightly as he thought about it, taking a sip of his drink before continuing. ”If the bus doesn’t offer any more aid than the train then I'm on board with sticking to the train. It's small and hard to fight in, but the bus will be as well so we may as well stick to what we’ve already paid for if it makes no difference in the end.”

In X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽 → 1 yr ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Maximillian Gray
Location: Mansion Kitchen
Skills: Basic Spellcraft,  Soul Staff Current Outfit

Max sat back, hit with a bit of shock as Guin stated that he and Pyro had, or were, friends with benefits. Sure the pyromaniac mutant was attractive, but he was happily taken by his ghostly counterpart and father of his child, Ben. He wasn’t, however, going to correct her on that. If it meant getting a chance to gather more intel without the constant run around then he would do it. That is until she then accused him of sleeping with Magneto. Really? If Max had any kind of pull his first relationship, and kiss, more than likely wouldn’t have happened with a guy who was dead for over a decade and was recently brought back through magic and mutant powers working side by side. Every attempt to court literally any guy had always ended in a cataclysmic failure, or a great show of embarrassment. Ben was the only one who actually was able to see him for who he was, perhaps that was because he was always on the outside looking in, or maybe it was the mcdonalds date and seance that helped sway him. Either way, he was the only guy Max had ever managed to get to even look his way. ”Weak telepathic guide aside, we need more than one way to track them in the event that fails. Otherwise we’re dead in the water in the void of space. Also no, I wasn’t fucking Magneto. Long story short I was attempting to save one of my friends and my second mutation kicked in, taking us a bit off shore from that island where we had to take residence for a while until I could get us back home.” Max wasn't so sure how he felt about the notion that Magneto would just happily hand over mutants who he wished to help create a new mutant nation with. Even in Genosha things never seemed to be that simple with those who had darker pasts.

From the sounds of it, everyone had decided that the Asteroid was more than likely going to be heavily guarded. It was always safer to assume that than to go in thinking it would be a cake walk, after all nothing in Max’s life ever was. What bothered him though was how Miranda spoke about the defenses in relation to Genosha. All of the issue’s Max had seen were internal, either time-traveling children from the vault that viewed themselves as the more superior mutant race, or Selene herself, the immortal witch who attempted to reap the souls of powerful mutants in order to ascend to full godhood. In both instances the island won out, but it wasn’t without casualties. Max was certain they’d win again, but he couldn't help but wonder at what cost? He chewed on that thought for a moment before Carolina spoke up and agreed that using multiple methods of location was for the best. Each one involved Mary to some degree, and if all that failed Max could always try and use magic to locate Ed or Neil once they got closer. Jaclyn made the very point that Max had been thinking about earlier. Any attempt to enter the island could be viewed as retaliation from them. The last thing he wanted was a civil war between mutants. He sat back in his chair once more, crossing his ankle over his knee as he tried to hold back his chuckle towards Guin’s statement. Surely the X-men had dealt with the Brotherhood before, but the current group withstanding just got the floor wiped by the ones they were seeking to go up against. So to say it so matter of factly seemed almost comical. 

Any bits of laughter he had had instantly vanished as he heard a knock at the door. Falling deathly silent as he worried it was another intruder or another round of fights. What he hadn’t expected was a soccer mom in a Harvard sweater waltzing in with a child asking about her husband. Guin was quick to show her annoyance as the stranger interrupted their meeting, and the baby didn’t seem to appreciate it. Max had had Dorian for a short while now, and as soon as he heard the child cry, he swept up off his seat, hand rotating so his palm was now upwards as his magic swirled and created a small plush doll of an owl. Kids liked animals, right? He hadn’t exactly been concentrating on a specific one, just letting his magic flow as the toy appeared in his hand. ”Here, maybe this can help. Always seems to do the trick with my little Dorain.” He handed the plush to Bonnie and gave her a warm smile before locking eyes with her. ”Is your husband by any chance an X-men or ex X-man? Also does he have a name?” Max wanted to see if the attacks were targeted to known associates of the Xmen or if perhaps it was just targeting mutants in general. If that was the case, they had a much larger rescue mission to worry about now as Magneto would be potentially kidnapping hundreds of mutants across the globe.

In Avengers Academy 💥 → 1 yr ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Dorian Gray
Location: Kree Ship
Skills: First Day Fit

Dorian couldn’t tell exactly what was going on on the other side of where they stood, but even from here he could see the awkward tension bubbling to the surface as each of the students interacted with one another. He began to give each of them their own dialogue, piecing together the scene before him as best he could as his little group stood out in the outskirts. “I can’t believe you’d call me discount emo barbie” Zelda said to Diana as Teddy quickly would attempt to diffuse the situation in the clumsiest way possible. Dorian’s internal voice for him sounded much like Sven’s did from frozen. “I don’t know why you're so mad? She’s only saying the truth, I mean I said it earlier when I first saw you so really she’s just repeating what I'd said so maybe…don't fight?” It was clear the big bear was quickly losing his nerve in this fight though, moving back to his docile self before diverting his attention to the red headed freshmen. Dorian didn’t remember her being so meek, but maybe that's just how people seemed standing next to the statue of a man? Oh! Diana was talking now, but it seemed more noncommittal than anything, maybe a more laid back doubling down before she changed topics to speak to Vision. Dorian was about to write the next line in the script when Danni’s voice cut through his mental play and pulled back to the present.

He never could help but smile when one of his best friends spoke. A soft and gentle smile that he tended to hide behind very obvious eyerolls towards the antics that each of them would say. Though Danni did have a good point, if they did become space warriors the best thing would be to have such a cosmically horrible name it made those they defeated feel ashamed to even state how they were defeated. Maybe that's how you stopped villains? Not by jail time but by putting so much shame in them from a defeat that they wouldn’t dare try it again for fear they’d run into them again. A stupid grin began to form before it broke into a shocked jaw drop. Both Danni and April had left him to go off and ‘run interference’ April by doing her due diligence as an older sister to embarrass the daylights out of Zelda, and Danni by distracting all the others so that Dorian had a chance to sneak aboard the ship and take a first hand look at it. How he wished he could hug both of them, but that would defeat the whole point of what they were doing, and whatever Danni was doing had seemed to freeze up Teddy more than a carbon-freezing chamber from Star Wars. This was as good a time as any to try and sneak aboard the broken down ship before him.

Dorian stood still for a moment, making sure not to draw anymore attention to himself as he concentrated on using his powers. He didn’t need a repeat of last time. One accidental possession was enough for a single day, even more so for the first day of school. Though…if he was to have had it happen with anyone, he was glad it was with someone he was destined to have come across anyways. Maybe one day they could look back at this day and laugh about it, about how stupid both of them acted. That was the hope, the idea he had for the future. He wouldn’t let his life become some Greek Tragedy.  Dorian took a quick breath, steeling himself before going ghost as his body shifted into the Astral Realm, just as he was about to, he heard Sabine’s voice once more, catching her gaze as he shifted realms. He caught a glimpse of the sword off her hip, wondering where she’d gotten it, and what's more, if she was just as big of a She-Ra fan as he and Danni were. He never really got the full story on how the pair had met, but perhaps it started over some bonding from She-Ra. That would make sense, Sabine was a total Mermista, and ofcourse Danni was Seahawk. A classic pairing really.

Mai was more than boisterous enough to shake Dorian out of his AA She-Ra casting. Focusing back to the task at hand as he thought on how Dr. Strange had mentioned how there were tons of layers to this realm, but so far Dorian could just access the one that bordered the Material Realm. A ghost of the same location, superimposed with only sparse differences here and there. He didn’t want to see the other layers, he’d seen the doors and chosen not to attempt to head through, not alone. He stood there frozen for a moment as he let the thought sink in before finally taking a step. Dorian kicked himself off the ground with a gentle push, hovering over the other students as he began to make his way above Teddy and the others, watching their faces as Danni and April caused chaos in his stead. When he’d landed down at the edge of the Kree ship, he couldn’t help but notice just how metallic everything was. Sure, it was a military ship…maybe, but it was a spacecraft. There had to be some form of comfort for long rides right? Or is this what Kree’s found comfortable? He took careful steps throughout the wreckage as he explored the insides and began to rethink how he viewed alien space tech. The footage he’d seen of the New York attack looked as if alien tech was all organic in some nature, interfusing with its pilots and hosts. This seemed nothing like that, it was cold and calculated with not a single organic piece in sight. It felt like a warship. He was about to try and phase back in to ask Vision about the Kree and the wreckage when suddenly the synthezoid vanished out of sight. Great. 

He turned his attention back towards the central console, catching a glimpse of the wires that seemed to be completely fucked. His best guess would be a rat got into the thing and began tearing it apart but…this was a spaceship, were there rats in space? Was it an alien equivalent to a rat? In any case they seemed about ready to snap and Dorian did the only thing he could think of to do. He stuck his head through the central console to take a peek within and see if he could catch sight of the trouble making space-rat or at the very least get a closer look at the inner workings of the machine.

In 🌠 Once Upon A Time 🌠(Concluded) → 1 yr ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Matthew Madigan

Location: Rapunzel's Tower
Skills: 

As Colby smiled towards him, Maddie couldn’t help but be reminded of a poem he’d read so many times. The first two stanzas sticking out within his mind as he watched his childhood crush melt his troubles away. He looked away from Colby for a moment, staring towards the middle distance as he placed one finger on lips and tapped it gently. ”The sun was shining on the sea, Shining with all his might: He did his very best to make The billows smooth and bright-And this was odd, because it was The middle of the night. The moon was shining sulkily, Because he thought the sun Had got no business to be there After the day was done- ‘Its very rude of him’ he said ‘To come and spoil the fun’ ” Maddie recited as if reading it to a class before breaking out into a giggle before bumping his boyfriend gently with his shoulder. ”I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again. You make it very difficult to be upset.” Maddie stood up from the ground brushing off some of the dirt from his pants as watched the two men from Robin Hood’s people make their way towards the tower proper. He was curious as to what was happening, was it news of the other party? Or perhaps they saw something on patrol that they needed to report back?

Maddie wasn’t sure either way, but he had decided he didn’t currently care either. If it was pressing news he was certain the guards would’ve called them over as they made their way. So his attention was once again fully and utterly on his boyfriend. After all this was the longest time they’ve been allowed alone without some sort of interruption or epic event coming in the way. ”Oh…I didn’t even consider where this realm was in terms of plumbing or well…any advancements really. Do you think Wonderland has it?” His eyebrows knit in concern for a moment. ”Either way, seeing Merlin about this is probably the best bet. Last thing we need is to stray too far away from this place's enchantments and stumble upon Maleficent again. Especially if we ran into her while showering. Sure we have magic but that’s embarrassing enough to kill me without her trying” he joked before extending his hand out towards Colby so they could make their way towards the grand wizard himself.

In Bounties of Space → 1 yr ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Figures, no appreciation for what he’d just done. Sure there were oooo’s and aaaawwweee’s but Dorian didn’t care about all that. Stopping that massive Asteroid had taken a lot of energy and that meant he burned a shit ton of calories he already couldn’t help expending. But he was outvoted, two to one, there would be no pitstop to enjoy a classic American meal before the big rush to capture their 15 million bounty. A part of him hoped there’d be just as many credits inside the pouch he’d gotten, but if that were the case they wouldn’t be pirating now would they? He fished each item out one by one, seeing the credits and stashing them back for later before taking out the other two items. Dorian turned the silver cylindrical sphere in his hand, noting the blue button up top of it as he wondered what that could be. If he gave it more thought he was certain he’d figure it out, but he didn’t want to at this time. Hell maybe he’d find out in some drawn out pitched combat where he’d pull this out like an ace in his sleeve and see just what it could do. The third object was just weird. A bottle with fine silver sand inside, nothing else, no labels or instructions. Was the ravager attempting to sell this off? What is for recreational purposes? Or perhaps he had just acquired it to melt it back into metal before using it on some project. ”Weird.” Dorian slid all the contents into his own pouch, moving around his personal items to accommodate the two new additions.

Once they’d reached the moon Titan, they were immediately being questioned about the new ‘cargo’ they’d just acquired. Danni wasn’t wrong, it was just spare parts for them to use on the Excelsior, but he didn’t expect the hike-up on loading prices just for carrying it. He rubbed his eyes with his forefinger and thumb before laying back into his chair. Even more credits were lost due to his impromptu decision. He really hoped that ship was worth it. To Danni’s request, he got up and made his way back towards the holotable, sliding into the seat before crossing his arms behind his head as he waited for April. ”Sandix? Well if anyones gonna have their ear to the ground it'll be him. But we cant linger there. Surely other hunters are either already on their way there or have beat us to that punch. Lets try not to let this interaction last more than one drink, enough to let us blend in but not enough to be wasting our time once we’ve gotten what we need.” Dorian didn’t suspect they’d wished to get sloshed just before going off on the biggest bounty they’d ever attempted, but he had to mention it regardless. One drink in and out. If need be they could slam it back and leave, but something about it felt different this time. A sinking worry that something was waiting for them at Kol’kill, just trying to take them out. Perhaps the Ravagers had gotten into Dorian’s head a bit.