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#18721 Offline Tali Relo

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Posted Mar 18 2013 - 09:30 PM

IC: Robin smirked, but resisted saying anything about how you can't kill what's already dead. "Well, a few were waking up when I killed them, and anything slower might not have worked. I imagine there are probably some more down here that still need destroying- #### it." As if to prove his point a few came shambling through an unseen entrance. Robin drew his old silver sword. "No sense in wasting energy. You ready?"
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Posted Mar 18 2013 - 09:32 PM

[color=#4b0082;]IC:[/color]

 

[color=#4b0082;]"I guess that lady from the gas station in Minnesota's gonna want her gun back, huh?"[/color]

 

[color=#4b0082;]Dallas snickered to himself, but the laugh was hollow, far away, and it fell through with ease into quiet sobs into Rene's shoulder as his friend tightened the embrace around the Ultimate X-Man.[/color]

 

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Posted Mar 18 2013 - 09:32 PM

[color=rgb(255,140,0);][font="georgia, serif;"]IC-Morrison:[/color][/font]

 

[color=rgb(255,140,0);][font="georgia, serif;"]"Oi, Magician, Crazy One, come inside," Morrison said, ushering in Dante and Zhu. "It'll be easier this way." Once having brought them in and found room for them, he made his way back into the room, stopping over by Luz.[/color][/font]

 

[color=rgb(255,140,0);][font="georgia, serif;"]"Truce, thunderbird?" he muttered, where only Luz might hear it. "Because I get the feeling I'm going to be stuck here for a while, and if you're going to stay, it'd probably be best if we didn't fight."[/color][/font]


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Posted Mar 18 2013 - 09:35 PM

[font="'courier new', courier, monospace;"]IC [Luz/Alameda][/font]

 

[font="'courier new', courier, monospace;"]"Then I would suggest staying, stranger. Do not refuse hospitality on whatever premise your mind thinks it understands." Luz chose to ignore Alistair for the moment, turning to the kitsune. "I wasn't aware of a battle between us, simply some harsh banter."[/font]


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Posted Mar 18 2013 - 09:37 PM

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"I was not leaving..." Lucia shrugged and continued on to the door. There stood the rude man from earlier, but clutched in his hands were more of the strange bound scrolls. "You wished to see me?"


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"Shall this great kingdom, that has survived, whole and entire, the Danish depredations, the Scottish inroads, and the Norman conquest; that has stood the threatened invasion of the Spanish Armada, now fall prostrate before the House of Bourbon? Surely, my Lords, this nation is no longer what it was! Shall a people, that seventeen years ago was the terror of the world, now stoop so low as to tell its ancient inveterate enemy, take all we have, only give us peace? It is impossible! ...My Lords, any state is better than despair. Let us at least make one effort; and if we must fall, let us fall like men!"
 
-William Pitt the Elder, before suffering a fatal stroke on the floor of the House of Lords.

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Posted Mar 18 2013 - 09:37 PM

IC:"Okay, I have a request for you all."

 

Alistair said, slightly louder than normal, as he turned around. "Can we all just... Move to the living room? This kitchen is getting way too crowded."

 

Switching to latin, "Lucia, if you want it, there's tea brewing on the stove."


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Posted Mar 18 2013 - 09:38 PM

[color=rgb(255,140,0);][font="georgia, serif;"]IC-Morrison:[/color][/font]

 

[color=rgb(255,140,0);][font="georgia, serif;"]"Yes, but our host is of the thought that we'll likely end up fighting if we continue it, and I'd rather not listen to him yelling."[/color][/font]


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Posted Mar 18 2013 - 09:41 PM

[color=#800080;]IC: Dante[/color]

 

[color=#800080;]Despite his protests, Dante soon found himself shoved back into Alistair's house. "How the heck did I end up back here." He mumbled to himself, before turning to see Lucia, "Ah there you are," he had switched back to latin, "Right, I found this book in my room," Dante held it up so Lucia could take it, "it deals with Roman Magic and what not and I noticed a few spells dealing with communication and language. I don't doubt that you should be able to make use of them to learn our language, it should make things easier."[/color]


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Posted Mar 18 2013 - 09:43 PM

IC: [color=#daa520;]Triblade[/color]

 

[color=rgb(218,165,32);]“Sounds like things didn’t go great in your universe,” Matt said to Dallas. “So why don’t you stay here instead? We’re down a Dallas, actually we’re down quite a few people ourselves.” Matt said as he tried to not think about Ashlynn or Jeremy.[/color]

 

[color=rgb(218,165,32);]Matt glanced at Angela, "Well I'm surprised to see you again, we'd all thought you died in the Weapon-X raid like a few of the others who turned up missing."[/color]

 

IC: [color=#ee82ee;]Nicole[/color]

 

[color=#ee82ee;]Nicole smiled, “You left these for me didn’t you,” she said as she began to think angry thoughts. She focused the anger she’d felt at Robin a moment ago. Her energy flashed red as she shaped it into what appeared to be a sharp bolt. She then unleashed it at the zombie and watched as the bolt passed through through its head without killing it.[/color]

 

[color=#ee82ee;]“Okay so maybe my power’s don’t work too good on these things…”[/color]


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Posted Mar 18 2013 - 09:44 PM

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"I..." Lucia was unsure of how to respond. This man, who she had not even offered a kind word, was willing to give her access to his spell scrolls? This was almost too much to believe. Slowly she held up her hands to take the bound scroll from him. "....I am in your debt. These are....very valuable. Is there anything I can do for you?" This was a new emotion. Guilt. She felt like she should do something for these people. They barely knew her and yet they were willing to offer so much....


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"Shall this great kingdom, that has survived, whole and entire, the Danish depredations, the Scottish inroads, and the Norman conquest; that has stood the threatened invasion of the Spanish Armada, now fall prostrate before the House of Bourbon? Surely, my Lords, this nation is no longer what it was! Shall a people, that seventeen years ago was the terror of the world, now stoop so low as to tell its ancient inveterate enemy, take all we have, only give us peace? It is impossible! ...My Lords, any state is better than despair. Let us at least make one effort; and if we must fall, let us fall like men!"
 
-William Pitt the Elder, before suffering a fatal stroke on the floor of the House of Lords.

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Posted Mar 18 2013 - 09:48 PM

[color=#800080;]IC: Dante[/color]

 

[color=#800080;]Dante shook his head, "Its nothing really," he chuckled, his hand one more scratching the back of his head. "Its not like I could use them anyhow, so... Really don't think anything of it." Dante then turned towards the door, "Now if you all will excuse me, it's high time I take a nap." Without another word, the teen then made his way towards the door. She has the book, my job here is done, now I just need to get home, nap, and then find that library.[/color]


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Posted Mar 18 2013 - 09:51 PM

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Alistair sighed.

 

What are you doing? You have, as of now, taken some responsibility for this rabble of beings. You've pulled together a kitsune, a thunderbird, a time lost Roman sorceress, a teenager mage, and an ex-Brotherhood mutant. You don't have time for this. He silently poured some tea into a mug, ignoring the background chatter for the moment.

 

You need to be finding those two weapons. That way you can maybe do some good when the Phoenix comes calling. And in this crowd, how easy would it be for someone to find your secrets by accident? They're invisible, not intangible. All it would take is bumping into someone the wrong way.

 

.... And yet, you can't turn any of these people away. You'd hate yourself.


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Posted Mar 18 2013 - 09:57 PM

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Lucia took a seat on one of the excessively cushioned chairs. "Alistair....we cannot all stay here. There are many of us and your parents will add even more bodies to the count...." She paused for a moment, then leaned forward. "I am a sorceress. I possess certain...abilities. Does this nation use coin? Some form of currency? I might be able to duplicate it...."


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"Shall this great kingdom, that has survived, whole and entire, the Danish depredations, the Scottish inroads, and the Norman conquest; that has stood the threatened invasion of the Spanish Armada, now fall prostrate before the House of Bourbon? Surely, my Lords, this nation is no longer what it was! Shall a people, that seventeen years ago was the terror of the world, now stoop so low as to tell its ancient inveterate enemy, take all we have, only give us peace? It is impossible! ...My Lords, any state is better than despair. Let us at least make one effort; and if we must fall, let us fall like men!"
 
-William Pitt the Elder, before suffering a fatal stroke on the floor of the House of Lords.

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Posted Mar 18 2013 - 10:02 PM

IC:Alistair turned around, looking at each person in the house. "Hmm. That's a valid point. Some of these people have places to stay already, I know for a fact that the kitsune has been staying with two acquaintances of mine, but you're right."

 

"I'll show you what we use for currency a little bit later, right now I'm trying to keep an eye on about five different people at once, and it's not working so well."


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Posted Mar 18 2013 - 10:08 PM

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Julia glanced at Dallas and Rene, deciding it was safe to help Alex to his feet. She leaned over and offered the technopath a hand.


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Posted Mar 18 2013 - 10:11 PM

IC: White Lightning

After having a brief conversation Jack went out into the hallway and found Matt talking to two other mutants. One was a man and the other was a woman. He walking up to them just standing there listening to their conversation. Seems things weren't working so well for the man. Then the man asked him his name and he replied,"Name's Jack, Jack Sears. Sorry but I just can't help listening in to your conversation. I needed something to get my mind off of what happened toady."

He then turned his head back to the Med-Ward to see how Beast was doing. 'Hmph, the big fur ball snores like an animal. Then again he is an animal.'


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Posted Mar 18 2013 - 10:28 PM

IC: [color=#008080;]Spencer "eep"ed and hopped away from the tree, watching as the thing tipped over from Venom's wicked sharp tentacle attack. In mid air, Spencer spit a glob of webbing towards Venom's face, hoping to blind the thing while he thought of a better plan of action than 'taunt and run'.[/color]


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Posted Mar 18 2013 - 10:39 PM

IC: "Sword." Before Nicole could ask what he was doing, Robin had handed her his old sword and drawn his crossbow, demonstrating how to fire it twice. With a zombie target, of course. "You think you can use the crossbow, or am I gonna have to see if I can lend you my sword?"


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"They're smarter, faster, and stronger than us. Fantastic."


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Posted Mar 18 2013 - 10:45 PM

IC: [color=#ee82ee;]Nicole[/color]

 

[color=#ee82ee;]"I'll take the bow," Nicole smiled. [/color]

 

[color=#000000;]IC: NPC Coroners [/color]

 

[color=#000000;]"We have another body down here," a male coroner said. "And this one wasn't brought in by one of ours, no idea how she got here." he said as he lifted up the white cloth to take a look. There was a still and stiff female form underneath. She was dressed in a strange yellow and black costume that featured a few X's on it. She also had wings. Her hair was scarlet in color and her neck was twisted at an odd angle. Her neck had been snapped.[/color]

 

[color=#000000;]"Dear god she was one of the X-Men," he said.[/color]

 

[color=#000000;]"This isn't good... I guess we should see about shipping her to the Xavier institute then." his female superior said as she took a look. [/color] 

OOC: Don't forget about my last Ares post on page 466 Elvis. 


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Posted Mar 18 2013 - 10:59 PM

OOC: You can still call me Kaithas. That's the name I'm sticking by. Or Nick. I have no objections to people calling me by my real name on this site.

 

IC: Robin took his sword back and gave her the crossbow and bolts, prewinding one. The halfblood dashed forward, kicking one back with full strength.

 

IC: Alyssa half-smiled. "It seems no magic can break through when time says that it's done with something."


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Posted Mar 18 2013 - 11:10 PM

IC - Cambion - Hellfire Mansion:Victor Maximoff had been led into the mansion, an ornate structure with luxuriously dark decor. He paced around a waiting room, hands in his pockets, playing with the chip with some trepidation. It had been almost half an hour since he had been escorted into the room. It was an obvious method of establishing power. The Alpha is the Alpha. A bottle filled with an amber liquid sat untouched at the bar.[color=#800000;] "Doesn't pay to be careless with one's food."You're a fool for coming here. You know that." [/color]Victor's brown eyes tensed as he ran his fingers over one of the bookshelves. Some time between being kidnapped by Weapon X at the age of eight and running at 18, the young man had picked up an irritating habit of internally dialoguing with himself. It was almost second nature. [color=#800000;]"Probably the result of too much time spent in alone and socially isolated."[/color]Still. This was getting to be a lengthy wait, even for a message establishing dominance.[color=#800000;] "When will that old bear and his friend Shaw come around?"[/color]


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Posted Mar 18 2013 - 11:55 PM

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"So, what have you guys gotten up to while I was off being awesome?"


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Posted Mar 18 2013 - 11:59 PM

IC: Shaw, Venom

 

As if Shaw had been listening, he strode strode into the ornate lobby at precisely that moment and approached Cambion.

"Hello, Mr. Maximoff," he greeted, offering his hand, "I am Sebastian Shaw. Romulus told me you were looking for a position with us."

 

We screeched as the boy's webbing blinded us. We lifted a clawed hand to our face and began scratching relentlessly to get the sticky substance off.

 

OOC: So, you see that banner down there? You should click it. Especially if you like giant robots that turn into cars. ;)


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Posted Mar 19 2013 - 02:23 AM

The following profile was developed by whim, thanks to the indirect peer pressure of Eyru and Tyler, whom I love. <3 Quinn's powers are pre-approved by Tyler himself.

 

Name: Quinn St. StarkAlias: “[color=#000080;]Pacific[/color]”Age: 19Sex: MaleFaction: X-MenPowers:

  •  Quinn can bolster the powers of mutants around him in a 20-mile radius by improving the potency of those powers. This effect increases the closer the mutant is to Quinn.
  •  He can also replicate the powers of those mutants, matching the potency of those powers. There is no limit to how many powers he collects this way, but when a mutant leaves the radius his collected powers from that mutant are relinquished.

Appearance: Quinn has medium-length chestnut brown hair which he wears in a layered cut with a bit of styled attitude and has brown eyes. He wears a maroon leather moto jacket over a grey spread-collar shirt with a black knit tie worn perpetually in a half windsor and dons a pair of slim khakis. He also uses a pair of brown Frye Jillian pull-on riding boots that match his hair and rise a few inches below his knees to add a bit of equestrian flair to his overall outfit, though this is purely aesthetic.Weapons: He has a Ruger LCR chambered in .357 Magnum for defense when there are no mutants he can draw powers from. It’s an illegally owned handgun (since he’s under 21) so he conceals it carefully and rarely ever uses it.Skills: Quinn is a pool shark, a remarkable talent honed by years of practice in his basement with an olympic-sized billiards table. He has supported his first two years in college almost wholly by moonlighting as a professional player (plus a few loans when things didn’t pay so well). He’s also a fairly good rider, both on motorcycles and horses, and owns a BMW K-Series bike as his main mode of transportation. Despite his sartorial excellence he studies the meek subject of English, so he takes some pleasure in using his grammatical abilities to poke at other’s grammatical errors.Personality: Quinn is fairly quiet and easy to get along with and possesses a great charisma. He’s quite non-violent and believes that it’s only a last resort, though will answer force with force when required. Others feel calmer while around him and he can bring peace easily, thus he adopted “Pacific” as his alias.[color=#ff0000;]Weakness:[/color] Despite the ability to collect many powers, the effectiveness of those powers is still dependent on his experience with them so just having a collected power does not mean Quinn can use it well. Conversely, the powers of those he is around the most are better developed. In addition, while he can sense a mutant's presence, he can't know what the other mutant's powers are without learning it legitimately.Bio: The son of a wealthy Seattle couple, Quinn left the house at 16 and took residence in Portland, where he would eventually enroll in school. He had been on his own since then, though when he initially left he was given a neat sum of money to start, money he spent on both his appearance and housing, leaving him to find more cash for school by the time he turned 18. He hadn’t been in contact with his parents for a long while, and when he did he quit college and didn’t discuss the matter with his small circle of friends.

 

Currently: He is ostensibly on extended solitary holiday on the East Coast, in reality looking for fellow mutants to join with the knowledge that his powers are only as useful as he makes them. He is in the process of joining the X-Men.


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Posted Mar 19 2013 - 05:36 AM

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Posted Mar 19 2013 - 09:07 AM

IC: Spirit

 

Will stayed by Beast as he was seemingly moved to the medical bay three times, he was stable but he needed blood so Will went to a nearby computer to see if he could find out what his blood type was. "Anybody know what Beast's blood type is?" He shouted out.

 

IC: Silver Serpent

 

Susan paced nervously not to far from Beast. 'Can I turn Biohesive into blood?' She thought and in a few seconds the Biohesive answered her. [color=#008080;]'We would need to know his blood type but yes, however the body will only produce so much blood and if we fill him up with Biohesive then his body won't keep making blood, we can slowly remove it as his body produces more blood but it would still be best if we only used it in an emergency.' [/color]'Alright then, I guess I'll just have to wait.'


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Posted Mar 19 2013 - 09:10 AM

IC: [color=#daa520;]Triblade[/color]

 

[color=rgb(218,165,32);]“Sounds like things didn’t go great in your universe,” Matt said to Dallas. “So why don’t you stay here instead? We’re down a Dallas, actually we’re down quite a few people ourselves.” Matt said as he tried to not think about Ashlynn or Jeremy.[/color]

 

[color=rgb(218,165,32);]Matt glanced at Angela, "Well I'm surprised to see you again, we'd all thought you died in the Weapon-X raid like a few of the others who turned up missing."[/color]

 

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"I have a nasty habit of staying alive," Angela said dryly.


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Posted Mar 19 2013 - 10:58 AM

[font="'courier new', courier, monospace;"]IC [Luz/Alameda][/font]

 

[font="'courier new', courier, monospace;"]"I'll attempt not to set anything on fire then." The thunderbird complied with Alistair's wishes though, moving into the living room with the rest of the group. "Has anyone found it strange how many oddities are present? First a large gathering of oddities at Starbucks, and now here. Who will be the next to arrive with gifts that make the common mind tremble?"[/font]


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Posted Mar 19 2013 - 11:01 AM

[color=rgb(255,140,0);][font="georgia, serif;"]IC-Morrison:[/color][/font]

 

[color=rgb(255,140,0);][font="georgia, serif;"]In order to better provide room, Morrison again shrunk down to his actual fox form, jumping up into Luz's arms, to be at a better angle to see most of what was happening.[/color][/font]

 

[color=rgb(255,140,0);][font="georgia, serif;"]The ground didn't really provide a good angle, after all.[/color][/font]


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Posted Mar 19 2013 - 11:16 AM

IC - Cambion - Hellfire Mansion:Victor smiled pleasantly at the gentleman that walked in, and shook his hand.[color=#800000;] "I've worked as a freelancer for a number of years. Overhead stays low, but I've reached a stage in my career where it would be profitable to enter into a professional relationship with a bigger organization." [/color][color=#800000;]"Romulus hired my services in acquiring a SHIELD database for your organization. A task I completed successfully. I believe Hellfire and I can establish a mutually beneficial relationship. So, yes, I am most definitely interested in membership with the Club." [/color]


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Posted Mar 19 2013 - 01:54 PM

[color=#000080;]IC:[/color]

 

[color=#000080;]Christopher looked at his hands, dumbly. Six bones had just been sliced off him. To make matter's worse, John's powers were fading.[/color]

 

[color=#000080;]Having six bones sliced off of you hurt unbelievably so. It was disorientating, so disorientating that he didn't pay attention to what John said, nor what he was doing until it was too late. Until John was there, and his right hand dropped.[/color]

 

[color=#000080;]Christopher stumbled back, trying to test his arm to see how badly it had been hurt. He didn't see his right hand. With his left, he grabbed his side, trying to see if his wrist, or even his forearm had been cut off. He couldn't feel anything. As he was walking back, away from John, he failed to notice the decent-sized piece of branch behind him, until he tripped over it. He tried to recover himself by balancing on his right arm, but he just fell. He fell until his right side hit the ground, and his shoulder screamed in pain.[/color]

 

[color=#000080;]Blood turning cold, he forced himself to look at his right arm, only to find that it was gone, all the way up to his shoulder, all gone. The grass around him was turning red as his blood started to come out. He noticed, sick to his stomach, mind wracked with the pain of having six bones broken and loosing an arm, that more blood was coming out at the same pace as his heartbeat. And his heart was beating fast, faster than it had ever been in his life.[/color]

 

[color=#000080;]He turned back, seeing John, walking forward, claws glinting. He was coming to finish him off. He knew that he wouldn't be able to fight back. Christopher staggered to his feet, using his left hand to help him up. He felt unbalanced.[/color]

 

[color=#000080;]Like I've lost an- Oh. Right, He thought numbly. John was getting closer. What would fighting to the end gain him? Sarah was long gone, he didn't know where she'd gone. He was bleeding, and would probably die unless he got help soon. And to top it all off, they were still on the Manor's grounds. Funny. Of all the things that had happened to him, he'd never thought he'd die here.[/color]

 

[color=#000080;]The fight had been knocked out of him, so there was only one thing left. To flee. The institute was about a hundred yards to his left, if he picked a form carefully...[/color]

 

[color=#000080;]He jumped to the left, dashing towards the institute, barely thinking coherently. He had enough sense to change his form, to a female human with thin arms, and a sleeve dangling where an arm had been. Christopher forced his left hand to grab the sleeve and clamp it down on where his shoulder used to be. He could feel blood quickly soaking through the sleeve, he could feel his muscles moving, and to make it worse, he could feel bone.[/color]

 

[color=#000080;]As Christopher ran, he could see the institute. He could only hope that in this form he'd be faster than John, or that John had decided to try to chase after Sarah still.[/color]

 

[color=#000080;]He didn't know which one was worse.[/color]


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Oh why you so sad?
What have they done?
Forget those mindless baboons
They're off playing god
Copycats in cheap suits
All playing it safe
While cannibals with their bad news
Consume the parade

Is it so... Wonderful?

 

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Posted Mar 19 2013 - 02:34 PM

IC - Cambion - Hellfire Mansion:Maximoff leaned against one of the bookshelves. [color=#800000;]"So, what do you say, Mr. Shaw? Are there any vacancies on the chessboard?"[/color]


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Posted Mar 19 2013 - 02:37 PM

Ic: The midday sun beat down on the New York scenery but gave no warmth to the icy atmosphere. Energy dazzled all around the forested countryside as Quinn St. Stark urged his crotch rocket down the road but he still felt the nippy wind slide like a dragonglass sliver in his arm cuffs and bite his arms. Mid-winter in Cascadia was perfectly tolerable, mild and temperate, but in the Colonies it was just awful by comparison, bitter winters that cast storm and gloom without relent. Quinn St. Stark let himself shiver for a moment before angling his wrists a little more and finding a small reprieve from the cold winds, though he punched the throttle further with the intend of making his ride end as soon as possible. The road was clean of debris and no snow was on the ground on that unseasonably sunny day, but he didn't care much for the view; he had something else on his mind already.

 

He left Portland, Oregon for a road trip. he told people it was a holiday, that he would see the sights and cruise as he wanted for a while and would be back home for his birthday in late July, but in reality he was on a mission and had made a beeline for New York state, shipping his bike ahead of himself and then flying back east. He knew what he wanted to do --  ah, no, what he needed to do. He knew he was special and always was, special in his own way. People seemed energized when around him, not just because of his charm and charisma but because of something else that was a part of him. He had come to understand that he was a mutant with very special properties, but he was never completely sure what to do with himself and his powers. For over a year he was conflicted: Stay put and live his life as an ordinary citizen? or seek aid to give aid and make use of his talents? A couple weeks prior to arriving in NYC he made up his mind. He knew what needed to be done. Once arriving in NYC he tapped in the address into his phone and followed the directions, and that was where he was right then.

 

In two-hundred feet, take a slight right, the voice wired into his helmet told him. That distance was closed quicker than a door and he zoomed to the right with precision. Continue down this road for one mile and your destination will be on your right.

 

He counted the seconds with rapt vigor; his journey was almost over. Or, at the very least, he could start a new journey here. Finally the address came into view:

 

Fourteen-oh-seven Graymalkin Lane.

 

He turned right onto the gravel driveway and through the gate.

 

The mansion came into view at last. It was hardly an impressive-looking building according to Quinn's tastes and familiarities but it still was a sigil of hope for him. This was the place he hoped to become a hero in. This was where he longed to be. He punched his bike further on the driveway and came up to the front door, then kicked the stand down and dismounted. He stretched reflexively and the familiar creak of his leather jacket the only sound he could hear in the quiet and deserted area, but despite the solitary noise and desolate grounds he did not feel disheartened. He slipped his helmet off and hung it on a handlebar before pulling a grey beanie from a saddlebag and slipping it on. Eagerly, he stepped up to the door and maneuvered the door knocker twice.

 

And he waited with bated breath.


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Posted Mar 19 2013 - 02:58 PM

OOC That funny moment when you've been ignored...IC HeiOkay, everything's calmed down. Kristy let out a sigh of relief as the most infernal mass of energy around her hand dissapated. "That could have ended badly," she thought. But the sitution was still tense. Alternate universe madman was still hanging around; what would he do next? Who knew; he could be schizophrenzic, have DID, or could simply just be playing them all. Kristy's plam was still reflexively open, ready to summon another shadow ball if needed.A knock at the door. "Another visitor?" she thought. Walking out of the hallway, she came to the front door of the school. Opening the door, she saw a teenage (or was he 20+?) boy standing in the doorway. He didn't look like a high school student, which was sort of odd. "Anything I can do to help you sir?" she asked politely. Out of the corner of her eye she saw a battle scarred figure dashing towards the manor, but she didn't give it much thought.
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Posted Mar 19 2013 - 03:10 PM

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[color=rgb(218,165,32);](Scott)[/color]

 

It had been a few hours, but Scott had finally finished the work on his helmet. bringing it back to the way it was before, a full visor, he had replaced the transparent glass for an opaque piece, and adding in a slight projector like parts on both sides and just above where Scott's fore head would be if he was wearing it. With that having been done, he grabbed a slightly curved steel plate, and cut it down to fit over the visor piece.  Having drilled holes in the plate, Scott put two optic parts in, which would give him the same field of vision as before, with a less likely loss of visor use. connecting it all, the helmet was done.

 

Putting it on, Scott booted up the new software he was using to run the helmet's optic parts. Everything checking out, Scott sharpened his katana, then went downstairs, only to see the other version of Dallas on the floor crying, some random guy giving him a hug, and Alex being helped up by Julia. [color=#daa520;]Just a normal day for us, isn't it? Whats this? somethings come up on the school's defense network[/color]? Scott looked at it, seeing a guy roll up on a motorbike, so that didn't give Scott any sort of alarm. What did was what looked like John chasing someone on the school, grounds.

 

Getting out side quickly, Scott was able to get to the women that John was chasing. "[color=#daa520;]John, what are you doing?"[/color] Scott yelled at the son of Wolverine.


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War...war never changes.

A wanderer always walks the lonesome road at some point. always

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We crawl, on our knees for you,
under, a sky no longer blue,
we sweat, all day long for you.

But we sow, seeds to see us though,
cause sometimes dreams just don't come true,
we wait, to reap what we are due.

Everything I touch turns to Ashes,

...It slips right though my hands


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Posted Mar 19 2013 - 03:14 PM

Ic: Quinn waited for a moment and eventually heard a shuffle of feet on the floor inside as someone came to answer the door. When the oaken doors did part he saw a short black-haired chick standing there; she seemed to be just a kid, a girl, really, but Quinn could feel the pulse of energy from her. She was a mutant just like him all right, no doubt about it. "Anything I can do to help you sir?" she asked politely.

 

"Hi." It was funny, really, how Quinn planned his trip weeks in advance and prepared for it neatly but never gave so much as a thought as to what he would do once he actually got here. How would he be greeted? Who would greet him? How would he reply to the greeting? "My name is Quinn St. Stark, I am special and I want to join." It came out effortlessly, not out of rehearsal but simply because that's what he felt, a gush of purehearted verbage that left no room for confusion.


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Posted Mar 19 2013 - 03:21 PM

IC: [color=#008080;]Spencer wasted no time in spitting more globs of webbing at Venom's hands and face to try and expand his incapacitation before leaping to attack him, lashing at Venom's face with a diving kick.[/color]


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Posted Mar 19 2013 - 03:21 PM

OOC: Gotcha NickAnd here comes everyone ruining John killing Card XDI always thought they were fighting off in the woods on the edge of the grounds didn't know it would be so easy to see them.IC: NicoleNicole accepted the crossbow. She brought it up and looked through the scope as she aimed at a zombies' skull. She then pulled the trigger and watched as the bolt surged into the zombie's skull, dropping it to the ground. IC: Stranger"Yeah, you're right about that," Ares said. "Hey, do you want to get out of here? The marines have things covered we're only in the way." In reality Ares wanted to distance himself from this place. IC: Feral The animal inside John had taken control. His defenses had been down due to Ashlynn's death. The predator in him watched as Chris ran away; trailing blood from his severed arm as he shifted into a female form. John charged after Wild Card running as fast as he could. Chris' blood dripped off his claws as he sprinted after him."You'd run from a fight? You should of just stood down!" He roared. He was gaining on Chris now. Loosing an arm usually unbalanced you a bit, throw in the amount of blood he'd lost already. John jumped forward as both and flew forward; all six claws aiming for Chris' backside as he attempted to stab them through his back and out the front of his chest. "You have to die Chris. She needs to feel the pain I did when she shot Beast six times. I want her to hate me. I want her to want revenge!" John ignored Scott completely.IC: Triblade "I wouldn't say it's a nasty habit, more of a useful one. It's always nice to find out fellow X-Men are still alive. Especially since we've lost some people recently."IC: RomulusThere was a sound on the steps as a large figure began to walk down the steps. Romulus could see Cambion clearly speaking with Shaw. "Ah, so you have arrived."

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Posted Mar 19 2013 - 03:23 PM

IC Hei"Hi. My name is Quinn St. Stark, I am special and want to join."Hm. Kristy wasn't exactly trained for this, but she had a good idea of what to do whenever potential students/residents popped up on the front door. Except this time, the usual guy to go to was lying in a sickbed and there was an alternate universe crazy loose in the building. That complicated things. but humans (and by extension mutants) were born with the capacity to adapt, right?"Uh, ah, yeah. Come on in. We're experiencing a bit of chaos right now but I'm sure we can get one of the teachers to talk with you." Stepping aside, she gestured with her arm, as if to say "Come on in". But as she was doing this, she caught a clear view of what was going on outside. Some armless woman was being chased by John towards the manor. "Shenme?" Kristy muttered reflexively in Mandarin. "My goodness," she said, running off towards the scene. "John!" she yelled. "What are you doing?!"

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Posted Mar 19 2013 - 03:36 PM

[color=#2f4f4f;]IC:[/color]

 

[color=#2f4f4f;]"No, you don't."[/color]

 

[color=#2f4f4f;]The hyperkinetic stepped in front of Kristy, effectively blocking her off from getting in front of John in his bloodthirsty state - he of all people knew how that went - and drew a revolver, pointing it square at John's head and holding his ground against the student. A memory from months back hit him: it had been a similar situation to this, and he'd stepped in to stop John from doing something stupid. That had almost cost him his hands. Except this time, Alaric wasn't duty-first. He had no qualms about much of anything, after the debacle in Vegas; Card, even his Ultimate iteration, was still a student and an X-Man, and John was trying to kill him. That meant discipline, and Ric knew that if Hank couldn't enact it, he would.[/color]

 

[color=#2f4f4f;]"John, think rationally. Hank is going to be fine, and besides, it's too simple. This has happened once before, this exact same set of circumstances has happened before. Same MO, same grouping of shots, except the first time, Sarah wasn't there. If it was her, then she still has an accomplice here, and wasting your time trying to kill one of the few people we know had nothing to do with Hank getting hurt and ruining your life in the process isn't the way to help."[/color]

 

[color=#2f4f4f;]Alaric cocked the gun.[/color]

 

[color=#2f4f4f;]"Or you could not listen to me, kill Card, ruin your life, and then let me shoot you in the head once or twice and let your healing factor knock you out for a day or two so I can exorcise a little grief. Choice is yours; you know I can still sleep at night with whatever it is you choose, so you might as well make it easier on yourself."[/color]

 

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