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In Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω → 4 mos ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Demetri Rowan Howell
Location: Zeus Cabin
Skills:


Demetri couldn't help but smile. The gentle curl of his lips turned partway into a grinding as Zeke buried his head into his neck and spoke. He had half a mind to say something. Some quick witted joke about how perhaps he'd gotten so wise because he'd had a bit of Apollo's kid in him. But he didn't want to spoil the moment. Not yet anyways. So he held on in silence for a bit longer before pulling away partly, shrinking his head into his shoulders as Zeke ruffled his hair. ”Oi don't mess with the hair, it hard to make it look perfectly disheveled like a hobbit who's cared less.” He said with a bit of a laugh before taking Zeke's lead over to grab some food. He took his tray, a bowl of white rice with several vegetables on top and an egg appearing with another filled with pork belly.

Demetri begrudgingly dropped more than just fat in today, like he usually did, and instead gave Zeus an actual offering of food that wasn't meant as an insult. He offered a silent prayer, asking his father, begging really, for him to back off. He didn't know what deal he'd made with Aphrodite, but he didn't want them meddling into his love life. After that he joined Kiera and Sera, pulling Zeke along. ”Aaaand we're back. Miss us much? Who am I kidding of course you did. Who wouldn't? Zeke's amazing. So what's on the agenda for today? And please don't make it boring or political. What I need is fun.”
In Avengers Academy: Junior Year 💥 → 4 mos ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Dorian Gray
Location: Mario World
Skills: Work Out Fit



Dorian realized too late a crucial part of his plan. He hadn't reiterated the rules of the items to Sabine and Mary Sue. While he stood up front, waiting to see the crucifix fall before him on the floor, that soft sounding thud never came. Instead he watched in horror as his little horror buddy crawled on all fours, head bent upside down with hair draping over her face as she bee lined it towards the group. Then came a thud. Dorian turned to see Sabine on the floor, lifeless. But he knew where she'd be in the game. ”Sabine, stay t'ere. I'm goin to try and get you but I need you clo-” His words cut short as a familiar pain began to wrack through his body. He gripped the fabric on his shirt, as he tried to overcome the cold dark feeling that was washing over him. He'd felt a similar sensation when Andy had touched him, her powers sapping his life away slowly. For a moment, and he didn't know why, he could smell rubble. Dust from broken concrete floating in the air as the sound of a baby cried in the background.

He grasped Mary Sue tightly, holding her hand as he choked out a few words. ”Trust…me…” He closed his eyes, trying hard to pull her with him into the ghostscape of phasma. Straining as he failed to do so. Dorian eyes began to glow purple, the energy radiating off of him and around him as it slowly enveloped Mary Sue too. With a final strain he managed to pull her along with him into the otherside, watching the grayish landscape where Sabine stood. He panted, slightly out of breath as he let go of Mary Sue's hand and placed both of his on his knees as he tried to catch his breath. ”OK. Alright. Phew t'at was ‘arder t’an wranglin’ a greased up gator into a nap sack.”

Dorian stood up, his hands on his hips before finally reaching out to grab onto Sabine and Mary Sue's hands. They were free from the haunt happening within the house, but still gripped by the feeling of Death within them. His eyes began to glow once more, trying as he might to pull all three of them into the Astral Plane, to pull their real bodies into the Astral Plane. After a few moments, nothing happened. He tried once more, pressing his eyes closed tight as the glow of his powers shined beneath them. But even then nothing seemed to happen. The disconnect that Arcade had placed between them and their physical forms was too strong for him to overcome. So he did all he knew he could do, he pulled them in tight for a hug. ”I can't do it. It's too strong, ‘e's too strong. I t'ought I ‘ad a way out for us but it's just too ‘ard to do. I…I should've paid better attention in Kamar Taj.I love you guys.”
In X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽 → 4 mos ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Maximillian Gray
Location: X-Mansion
Skills: l
Current Outfit: Header Image



Max began to walk around the Museum, looking throughout the room for any clues. Nothing seemed to be popping out at him, no torn clothing or set of footprints, no weapon tossed half-hazardly to the side, not even blood splatter or residuals from the weaponry used. He knelt down by one of the displays, checking the checkered flooring before he felt something tugging against his shirt. His hand reached up, touching the cool metallic necklace that was beneath his shirt, feeling the imprint before standing back up and deciding this room had nothing left for him…for now. His fingers tapped against the hidden amulet as if to decide whether or not it was fair to even use.

Max began to walk out of the Museum, he placed his hands inside his pockets, deciding that for now it would be an unfair advantage to use his magic to gather information for this little mystery. He decided to make his way over towards the dark alley. It felt a little too on the nose, but he stopped just short of crossing the threshold. Looking over to his left and seeing the room that Perry had waltzed into. He decided to make his way into the Pub instead, standing over by the bar and tapping onto the wood as he looked towards the bartender. ”Mind if I get a Pimms Cup?” he asked before leaning his back against the bar and facing towards Perry. ”Find anything so far? Or are your ends as cold as the corpse we're helping?”
In The Dead Don't Die. → 4 mos ago Forum: Casual Roleplay



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There was an odd emotion that Hermes felt bubbling inside of him. One he hadn't felt before. Black Helicopters began to fly overhead, the sound drowning out most of the cities usual noise as they made their way towards their destination. His phone began to vibrate, so he fished it out of his pocket and checked to see who it was. It seemed it was a national emergency line, a text blaring across his screen as he read the message. Whatever this was, it seemed to be bigger than Elio. He shot off a text to his mother finally, so that she wouldn't worry especially with that message going out.

”At cousin Mandy's, was the closest place given how the roads are right now. Gonna lay low here for a while, take care of yourself.”

”Oh my sweet angel! My darling! I hope Everything's alright! Make sure you eat good over there alright? Gotta make sure your bodies ready to fight whatever this is. Have plenty of vitamin C and drink plenty of fluids. Maybe some carbs for energy. Oh who am I kidding have a bowl of pasta and sole bread, see if they have any soup, and don't you dare go out past the 6 curfew you hear me?”

Hermes rolled his eyes and shot back a simple “Yes ma, love you too” to her before closing his phone. He caught Mandy's invitation to her home and finally entered in full before heading towards the kitchen. Leaning against the countertops as Mandy began to set things up for the small kitten. [Color=67AB6D][i]”Well since he's red…what about…Apollo? Or maybe Dio-meow-sis.”[/color] He said finger spelling both of the names while putting emphasis on the Meow part of the name.
In Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω → 4 mos ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Demetri Rowan Howell
Location: Zeus Cabin
Skills:


Demi simply nodded the pair of them off, waving goodbye as they went to grab their plates to eat at Poseidon's table. His usual cheerful smile became grim as Zeke spoke. He understood wanting to be there for Nancy, to support his sister in the trials that may come. But he worried about his boyfriends mental health. He was so busy being strong and supportive for his sister that he didn't allow himself time to deal with how this was all affecting him. He didn't know how to help Zeke, or what to even say during all this. But he held his hands tight and looked him in the eyes trying to reassure him with a look of sincerity. It was like Demi could feel the turmoil inside of Zeke as if it was his own, partially because he struggled with similar things though he'd never admit to it.

Demi pulled Zeke into a tight hug. Wrapping his arms around his waist as he rested his head onto his boyfriend's shoulder. ”When Nance leaves you'll still have family here. A support group of friends whether you like to admit it or not. And you'll have me by your side at every step to talk to. You don't have to go at this alone. And if you ever feel like talking to Nancy again I'm sure Andy wouldn't mind lending you the prism I gave her to contact Nancy. Hades, we can even call on an old Roman friend who may be able to use some magic makeup powers to patch you through. Either way, we will think of something and we will find a way. For now, enjoy the time you have together and know that it's never truly gone.” Demi pressed a gentle kiss against Zeke's cheek, still holding him tight. ”I can hold on all day, but my stomach is starting to grumble, maybe a spot of breakfast?”

In Avengers Academy: Junior Year 💥 → 4 mos ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Dorian Gray
Location: Mario World
Skills: Work Out Fit



Dorian waited for an answer from his friends, but most of what he heard was Gideon on the kitchen pacing around like a bull as she wished for the ghost to do anything. Which…was a typical interaction within this game depending on the ghost. But it was also almost always the last words spoken before shit began to go sideways and haunts began to start. He hadn't heard the footsteps coming from above, focusing more on his teammates than his surroundings as he worried about what to do next. He promised he'd protect Sabine. He had to protect Sabine. She'd voiced her opinion and he was inclined to leave it at that, that is until she mentioned the sound from upstairs. They needed evidence and fast, Gideon was losing them precious time with her antics and Mary Sue's idea wasn't half bad. What Dorian needed was a way to fuse what Sabine wanted and what Mary Sue had suggested.

His eyes darted between their hands, the room, and the items laid about. Piecing together things like he was the Miraculous Lady Bug before he finally thought of something that reduced the risks to just himself. ”OK ‘ere's t'e plan. If t'is t’ing is linked to t’e ghost and it lures it in t'en I say we use it to get as much information as we can while it is driven away from Gideon. Beanie you got the cross, if a ‘unt starts you place t’at between us and t’e ghost, it will keep us from dyin’ Mary Sue, keep the EMF on at all times and we monitor what number it's at and the ‘ighest it goes to durin’ all t'is. Afterwards we scan with UV for any fingerprints and check salt for footprints. Stay behind me at all times you got it? Don't be a ‘ero.” Dorian would be lying if he said he wasn't afraid of what might happen. Excited, thrilled, but terrified all the same. He reached forward to grab the music box, standing before Sabine and Mary Sue with his back turned to them and facing the door with a salt line. He took a deep breath and began to play the music box.

The eerie song rang out from the metal disk inside of it (all music box music was eerie regardless of song especially when it slowed down) and for a moment that was all he could hear amongst the silence. Then…the worst happened. He felt a mental drain on himself, he couldn't quite describe the feeling, but it didn't feel right. The flashlights began to flicker off and on, their shadows dancing amongst the intervals of lights, and Dorian's eyes went wide. ”It's a hunt…it's a cursed hunt! Keep the cross ready and be ready to use it. Stay. Behind. Me.” Dorian took another step forward, enough to be within the saving grace of a cross if needed but far enough forward that hopefully the ghost would go for him before the other two.
In X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽 → 4 mos ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Maximillian Gray
Location: X-Mansion
Skills: l
Current Outfit: Header Image



Max's pad lit up with information. Three known things that were wiped off the board for him. He began to inspect all the other suspects more closely, his kind focusing on the details of their dress, shoes, accessories, hair color, and as he did he began to pull into information from another life, one he hardly recalled save for the odd dream or two that would plague him at night. He'd always had a thing for fashion, but now he had an intimate knowledge of it, modeling, the feel of fabrics he never could afford. He used all this information to make a mental bank of details on each and every suspect. Should anything come up in another room, he could cross reference this with what he knew to narrow down even more details of this murder.

Once he felt satisfied, he watched as Perry made her way over towards the Pub Location. He waited a moment to see if Mire would love somewhere or Jacy, but for now they seemed to be reviewing their own information. A part of him wished to follow alongside Perry, to ask her what her thoughts were so far while they searched for clues, but even she could be the killer attempting to lure him off the tracks. So instead he made his way over towards the Museum, marveling at the massive structures of dinosaurs that lined the inside. His shoes clacking against the tiled floor as he began his search in earnest for any clues.


In The Dead Don't Die. → 4 mos ago Forum: Casual Roleplay



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Hermes rolled his eyes at Hannah as she mentioned his horror hobby. ”Get real Hannah, As much as I love that media, there's no way we'd ever actually get a Zombie Apocalypse. Or at least we wouldn't live long enough to see one. Got to wait till the world's gone to complete shit that a Mega Corp will either accidentally create one or radiation will due it in after a massive war.” He replied before texting back his uncle a quick thumbs up emoji.

Hermes placed his phone back into his pocket, using his free hand to pet the kittens stomach as it laid on its back, attacking his hand from all the movements. Once it seemed it was clear to get out, Hermes did so, grabbing his backpack and making sure the small cat was secured within his arms as he made his way towards the door. He knew his uncle said the door was unlocked, and knew that Mandy had told them to head on in, but he didn't feel right just waltzing in before her so he waited on by the door.
In Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω → 5 mos ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Demetri Rowan Howell
Location: Zeus Cabin
Skills:


Demi was raring and waiting, about to lick the palm of Zeke's hand as he clasped it over his mouth to keep him from going on about how he would manage to successfully sneak into Apollo Cabin without Hedge knowing. Alas, Zeke removed his hand just in the knick of time, leaving Demi standing there, tongue out, and disappointed that he couldn't gross out his boyfriend once more in defiance. ”Next time maybe you could use something else to keep my mouth from talking.” he said with a wink before looking at Sera who had moved on to talk about the Pegasi at camp. Demi made a big X with his arms alongside a buzzer noise.

”I can't go near those beasts. Everyone thinks ‘oh but you're a child of Zeus you must love to be in the sky’. I hate it. Unless I'm the one doing the actual flying, I get such bad vertigo it makes me feel like I'm bout to chunder. Almost feels like when they were makin me in a little Demi-God pot they were taking the piss.” That's when Demi noticed Zeke's steps were slowing down, while Kiera and Sera made their way towards getting food, Demi hung back with his boyfriend for a bit. ”Oye Big and Little Blue, go on without us we'll catch up later k?” He turned to face Zeke, clasping both hands in his. ”You ok Z? If it's about me looking like your siblings, don't worry I won't, though if it's about this trial…maybe don't go? We aren't Roman, it isn't our place. To be honest…I don't even know if I'll go. I knew Leandra back at New Rome. She wasn't like the monster we met in the Hotel. She helped me, and…I don't think I could stand to watch them do whatever it is they're going to do…” Demi wanted to say more, to say she wasn't bad and how she had been bullied by the other senate members a lot, and how she had nothing nice to say about Nancy, but he knew that would cross a line.
In X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽 → 5 mos ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Maximillian Gray
Location: X-Mansion
Skills: l
Current Outfit: Header Image



Max figured he probably should've been more descriptive in his speech. Having misunderstood what the others were saying, while he definitely didn't mind the atmosphere of 1800's London, he'd more meant he wished for the game to be like Sherlock Holmes. Piecing evidence together and jotting what they thought down in a notepad without the aid of a list of possible items or suspects. But he wasn't going to argue about having a handicap like this, so he took the pad from Mira and watched as one by one everyone began to enter the game proper.

He'd stepped inside, and the world around him had shifted. He could practically hear the sound of rain pitter pattering outside, softened by the windows and walls of the building as it collided with the pavements of Baker Street. London was always so dreary, more so when there was a murder afoot. After all, every good murder mystery happens during or just before a storm. Max looked at his data pad, and started to glance around from where he stood. Before him was Hyde Park. A lovely little thing with fall leaves fallen down onto the ground and a center fountain for people to converse by. To his right, or the fountains left, seemed to be some form of in home museum, the view of bones barely peeking through the angle of the opening from where he stood, and to its exact opposite was a disheveled room with books and pages strewn here and there, some even on the floor. No doubt the room of the famous detective himself, Holmes. ”Right then. I believe this atmosphere is perfectly adequate for our endeavors tonight. Should a concerning crack of thunder followed by an all too illuminating flash of lighting occur, then I believe we'll be that much closer to an answer…or that much closer to death ourselves.”
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