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In Mutants and Masterminds: Hero Academy, the player characters take on the roles of teen aged super heroes trying to balance their lives between homework, social obligations, secret identities and, of course, who to ask to the next school dance all while trying to stay off the radar of the faculty at Claremont Academy.

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Mutants & Masterminds

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  2. 齐刘 - Qí Liú

    IC: S1:E3c "Beware Our Power!"

    Qi listened to Sinestro "Right get his attention and get him to use his ring but don't provoke him" She tilted her head at the magenta colored humanoid "Really? Don't provoke him. Hmmph See what you can do about those devices while i go and 'don't provoke' him into attacking me." she said as she took flight once again surrounded by a green glow. She swooped into the Fear Masters line of sight and called to him. "FearMaster I am...Green... Lantern and you must stop what you are doing before more people are harmed!"
  3. Princess

    IC: S1:E3c "Beware Our Power!"

    Princess arched a royal brow at Sinestro. While she agreed that Fear-Master was indeed a lame nom de guerre, Scarecrow was just... ugh. "The land you are from Sir Sinestro sounds most... odd." Her lavender eyes glowed with magenta incandescence and ephemeral light of similar hue bloomed around one of the now obvious fear devices. The magenta light grew brighter, harder, as it tightened about the yellow glow of the Fear Generator as Princess sought to crush it with psychokinetic might. Princess offered Fear-Master a condescending smirk, waving her scepter dismissively. "Why should any fear an insipid miscreant such as yourself, when you are brought low by a pair of mere sprites?" Some might say the opposite of fear was courage or hope or faith. But for Cosima, the opposite of fear was mockery, parody. You couldn't be afraid of something you could laugh at, that you saw as nothing more than a frivolous joke. You could pity them, but not fear them.
  4. Richard Alexander Reynes

    IC: S1:E3c "Beware Our Power!"

    Even as he came to Dale, who really didn't look human at all at this point, just a contorting mess of shifting flesh, there was a unique sensation as he reached out to scoop him up. Well perhaps not unique, but something he'd not really felt in a good while, fear. A primal part told him he should just bolt, but that wasn't what he was going to do. He grabbed ahold of what was normally Dale, and ran. Before the devices couldn't effect him, but now, it seemed like they were powered up, and they could, though the effect wasn't driving him to hysteria like the others. It made him uncomfortable, almost as uncomfortable as holding onto Dale like this was making him. While that tiny twinge of fear was present, he scowled as he dashed back out to where he'd brought Curtis. Now he was pissed off, and he was already planning what he was going to do to bring the Fear-Master down.
  5. Dave ST

    IC: S1:E3c "Beware Our Power!"

    Sinestro squinted and rose his arm up to block the incoming flashes of yellow light as Fear-Master used his ring's power. "My ring can't connect with its lantern to recharge, it's in a strange world where our power rings have never existed..." Princess looked from the sky to Sinestro with a quizzical, yet compassionate expression, "So, you're telling us the fear ring is... afraid?" "An over simplification," He shrugged. "But no less an accurate appraisal, child, yes. It's afraid. It's attempting to survive at all costs by absorbing, through induction, all the fear energy it can. That fool has no idea what he's doing, he's drunk on power." He looked at the inside of his wrist, small digital display was there. "Twenty percent power. If my ring reaches a hundred percent power, there will be no saving your precious city. Normally, I'd simply take it back, but this... 'Fear-Master', lame name by the way, appears to be one of very few people 'worthy' to wear a power ring. I had this same problem in my home dimension when a fear spreading lunatic called 'The Scarecrow' got his hands on a yellow power ring once." He pointed to the now glowing yellow, and very obvious fear generators. "Those. While there may be several of them, he appears to be using those to 'feed' the ring. The more of those that go, the less power the ring will gain. And... here's the fun part, get him to use the ring as much as you can. He's weak and untrained, he'll go through its power swiftly like a mewling cadet." He looked at Qi with a serious look that chilled her blood. "But, I warn you 'Green Lantern': our rings are limited only by our imagination, they can, quite literally, do anything. Do not provoke him in his insanity or the results could be... unexpected." Fear-Master hovered within his dome of terror, cackling madly with glee when suddenly a chibi Green Lantern and a Sinestro appeared before him, mocking and cursing one another in a high pitched gibberish none could hope to understand. "Wha? What is this!? No, shoo! Go away... get!" He frantically waved his hands about, but the two little figures just flew around and through them while they continued their eternal struggle for prismatic dominance. "I said, be gone!" "Ackchyually...." Sinestro said in a high pitch, nerdy voice with a bit of a lisp. "You said, 'go away'," the Green Lantern finished the thought just they both blasted him in the eyes with beams from their power rings. "AAARRRGGHHH!" He arched his head back, holding his eyes.
  6. Autumn Evermore / Spellstone

    Hero Academy Project #1: "Party On Dudes!"

    Autumn tucked the Spellstone into the collar of her dress and looked at herself in the mirror, checking her hair and makeup before she picked up the small, studded leather box with the word "Thing" embossed in large, calligraphic letters on top from atop her dresser. She peeked inside the box and nodded, closing it once again before she set out for Tat's party. As the others greeted each other Autumn approached, gliding silently through the air. She was difficult to see against the night sky due to tall the black she wore, but as she drew near, she was noticed, her black, patent leather shoes finally touching the ground. "Salutations." she said in a total deadpan voice, her face expressionless. Her flat affect suited her costume though, as she stood there in a somewhat short, button up, black dress with a white collar, black stockings that came just past the knee and large, clunky, black, patent leather shoes. Thanks to makeup her skin was rather pale and her eyes were lined in black. Her long, dark hair was parted down the middle and hung down on either side of her face in matching braids, finishing her Wednesday Addams costume. "Thing would like to say hell as well." she added as she held out the small leather box, which opened as a hand, clearly not her own, lifted the lid of the box and reached out, ready to shake hands.
  7. "Woo," Sebastian clicked his tongue. "Connie, darlin', you look great. Awesome choice. Curtis! You made it!" He nodded his head. "Grundy approve." "And, Co-co, you look as dark and purdy as a moonless Montana evenin'," He shot her a complimentary wink and a smile before leaning in to her shoulder where he whispered. "But that boy and his acting brothers ain't no different than you and your rich sisters and those Kardashian girls. So, instead of talking down to the boy, why doncha try being a little kinder, hmm? Don't be one of those kinda rich girls. We already gotta deal with Astoviks scurrying about." He kissed her gently on the cheek, disguising his down-home-country-scolding on manners as nothing more that a whisper in the ear and pulled back with a big smile. "Save Grundy dance." He winked again at her, showwing he was neither angry nor offended, and raised his hands high. "GRUNDY PARTY!" Curtis shook his head and raised his hands in protest in a vain attempt to keep the super zombie away from him. With a quick lift Curtis was on Sebastian's shoulder like a sack of feed. "Grundy take neighbor for awkward lady chatter. Find Grundy dance partner, get no dates on Swamp Book. Grundy sad!" With laughs and applause at the antics, Grundy-'Bastian carried off Curtis to gods-only-knew-where among the party goers.
  8. Curtis had already begun to question in his mind why he'd agreed to come to this party. The increased socialization was one thing, but this was a madhouse. Swarms of people, now cameras, Tatiana had apparently decided to shoot for three-ring circus. Well, he was committed. Tatiana and company were adjusted to Qi's choice of wardrobe when they picked up on the sudden hush from around the gate. It was spreading like a dropping stone spreads ripples in a pond, and the epicenter was Curtis in a red sweater, collar shirt, tie. Curtis couldn't help but grin. Sure, he had considered Carl Sagan, for enlightening the masses. But nobody disrespected Mr. Rogers. "Hello, neighbors."
  9. 齐刘 - Qí Liú

    Hero Academy Project #1: "Party On Dudes!"

    Tatiana wasn't exactly sure when she lost control of the party but five would get you ten it was around the time Cosima showed up. There had already been a goodly number of people teen friends from her old school and her pop artist days as well as some select adults she knew from school and recording and of course her new friends and a bunch of other kids from the new school she didn't know except to wave at. Then Cosima arrived and after her more people started showing up. People from TV and movies from other parts of the world and outside the gates there were photographers trying to get in. It wasn't quite chaos but it could easily slide that way and in the midst of all that Connie arrived. Tatiana stared at her when she came through the gate. The boys, Rich and Sabastion, looked on with a incredulous stare. Even Cosima was speechless at least for the moment. Qi stopped at the look from her friends even as the rest of the party went on about them unconcerned with the newest arrival. "What? It was the only costume I know." Qi shrugged. She had come dressed as a Green Lantern.
  10. >Be there soon, Tats. Still have party for TRV. And a costume change. Sisters agreed to make an appearance.< Cosima texted back. Tonight they were filming the Halloween episode of The Royal Vandersteens. It was relatively early yet, this party mostly for the benefit of the viewers. Her family all had plans, other parties planned or to attend later in the evening. Engaging smile on her face, she flounced back into the party going on at Sonnenspiegel Castle, the white toga and surprisingly realistic feathered wings of her angel costume gleaming under the subdued lighting. ~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~ The gem-toned, lavender limousine pulled up drive to the mansion, stopping into front of the grand entrance. The driver got out and went around to the limo and opened the door, offering his hand to his passengers. His first accepted and stepped out of the limo on shiny, black, five inch stilleto heels. Cosima was covered from neck to ankles in a long, black enveloping cloak, as black as her raven hair that barely stirred in the light breeze. Deep red lips curving in a smile - she did so enjoy Halloween, and Fastelavn in Danemark - she strutted into the Balankova estate with exaggerated swagger. "Now that I'm here," Cosima purred, winking at Rick, then chuckling, "the fun can start." With that, Cosima threw back her shoulders and her cloak slipped from her, deftly caught by an attendant. She waggled her eyebrows and giggled at her friends' expression. "Fun, isn't it?" The custom-made, sable satin dress she was almost wearing didn't leave much to the imagination, or maybe it left too much, her skin and complexion porcelain pale and flawless. It clung to every dramatic curve, the wide v-neck cut almost to her navel, blatantly revealing any rumors that she stuffed her bra were complete fabrications, and the sides were slit up almost to the hip, spectacular legs shown off to advantage by stiletto heels and sheer black stockings and garters. Her narrow waist was emphasized by a wide belt made of chains attached to a pair of gold-studded dog collars that rested on her hips, and adorned with a small jeweled dagger that looked real instead of a mere prop. The big ruby ring on a finger also looked more real than costume jewelry, her long finger nails also lacquered black. Gold-studded bracelets encircled her wrists. Her raven hair was styled up in a distinctive, almost-beehive do, long tendrils doing nothing to conceal her bosom, but rather draw attention to how much of it was exposed. Oh. And she had black leather wings seemingly spreading from her shoulders that flared and flapped with her movements, and a narrow, prehensile, spade-tipped tail that twisted and twined almost with a mind of its own. The tip was slowly drawing its way up 'Bastion Grundy's leg. Eyes that were more ruby than amethyst and cute, elongated fangs that turned every flash of her teeth into something predatory were almost afterthoughts. "Just call me Elvira, Succubus of the Dark," Cosima proclaimed. "Mistress just didn't seem like enough. Although..." She smirked at the boys as she unwound lengths of chain from her waist and let the collars dangle from her fingers. "If you guys want to put on the collars and follow me around as lust-bound slaves, I won't abject. Bastion, I still think you should have come with me as my zombie love-slave." Tatiana was almost struck dumb. She knew Cosima loved being the center of attention, but she had to admit, she never would have expected her to get made up in something even remotely like this - she seemed more like an angel, or Jessica Rabbit, or sexy version of a Disney Princess type. She walked around Cosima, taking a closer look at the surprisingly real looking wings and tail. "You look amazing, Coss. Those wings and tail...?" Tatiana said as she came back around. "It's Elvira tongith and I know right?!" Cosima squealed, making the wings flare again and swatting Tatiana with her tail. "The eyes are contacts, the fangs are porcelain caps, but the wings and tail were done by the best Make-Up Wizard in Hollywood." She leaned in close to speak for Tats' ear along. "Like, she's a wizard for real. I can't fly, but the wings and tail - and ivory skin too - are for real. Until morning, anyway." She stepped back with an over dramatic sign. "I had to drop Vida's name and make the appointment for Halloween like, nine months ago." "Speaking of me, now that you're done flaunting yourself, perhaps, you'd like to introduce us to your friends, Cosima?" interrupted a husky, feminine voice. Two of Cosima's sisters had followed her in with their respective dates. "Elvira," Cosima reiterated firmly, then scoffed. "When you look this good, why would I be done with the flaunting?" "She's been insufferable since losing all that extra baby fat after her accident," the same sister confided in a stage whisper, amused rather than off-put by her youngest sister's antics. Cosima rolled her eyes and then made the introductions. "This is our host, Tatiana and these are Sebastion and Richard." She gestured to her sister. "This is Vida, and her wife Amber." Vida was a more than an attractive woman in her twenties with hair almost as dark as Cosima's currently was, a noted model and actress, nominated for an Oscar, though winning won had eluded her so far. She was dressed up as something like a Musketeer, her outfit and the sheathed rapier looking vintage and very authentic. Her wife, an equally attractive blonde a few years older and a few inches shorter was costumed as a disheveled, innocently wanton nun, the habit fitting more closely than a real one would have. "And this is Freja with... I don't remember - sorry - another Hemsworth are you?" The man was a few inches shorter than Freja. He scowled, but only looked up to Cosima's eyes when Freja elbowed him - hard - in the ribs. "I'm Valter. Skarsgård." "My mistake," Cosima said with an offhand non-apology and a wicked gleam in her ruby eyes. "Acting families full of brothers, with another always seeming to pop up. Silly me, I get you guys mixed up." She looked around with forced inquisitive. "I'm sure before the night is over, another Skarsgård or Hemsworth will show up, maybe a Baldwin." She gave him a considering once over that made Freja scowl. "Though I must admit, you give Alexander a run for his money. If a brother more my age pops into existence, have Freja give him my number, hmm?" Freja and Valter were dressed up as Vikings, and they made it look good, both blond and athletic looking. Freja was a tennis player with Sharapova's height and more of Serena Willams' build. She might not have won as many championships as Williams, but she had over a decade to catch up. With the introductions made, Cosima's sisters began to mingle, Freja and Valter making for the bar first. Seeing two of her three sisters in the flesh, her schoolmates had a better understanding for Cosima's preference for heels. She might have been the sexiest and most attractive of the Vandersteens but even with her towering, shiny black heels, Cosima was still shorter than Vida, who was just shy of six feet, let alone Freja who topped it by an inch. "So, what's up with the Musketeer and Nun?" Sebastien wondered, peeling his eyes of Cosima for a moment to follow her sisters. "Oh, Vida's dressed up as Julie D'Aubigny, La Maupin," Cosima said. This didn't seem to enlightened Sebastien, so she added," A 17th century swordswoman and opera singer. She had a completely crazy and awesome life. Vida has one of the accounts optioned for a movie. Among her various affairs and adventures, she snuck into a convent to follow after a woman she was having an affair with, when her parents sent her there after finding out. Then she stole a dead nun's body, put in her lover's bed, and set the room on fire to cover her escape. Amber is the nun, the lover, not the dead one." Cosima giggled at the expression on Sebastien's face. "I know, I know. It's just like real life." She winked at Tatiana. "Who knows just how fun tonight is going to be."
  11. 齐刘 - Qí Liú

    IC: S1:E3c "Beware Our Power!"

    Qi surveyed the scene as the rest of the teen heroes lept into action. Richard, Spellstone and Princess were removing the pedestrians from the zone of fear, It looked like Bastion, Banshee, and Kieko were about to launch an assault. She didn't know where Curtis was or what he was doing. Qi's first instinct was to attack the yellow clad criminal a direct assault joining her teammates, but circumstances gave her pause. She had never had 'Superpowers' never desired them but now she had a device, the Green lanterns Power Ring, and she faced some one with an almost identical ring. "Alright Sinestro, you have the experience I lack, I have the Green Lanterns ring, how do we get your ring back from that person?" She asked the universe hopping villein.
  12. Richard Alexander Reynes

    Hero Academy Project #1: "Party On Dudes!"

    Tat's latest text showed she was looking forward to the party, so Rick smiled even as he continued heading for her Mansion. .Rick had gone with something that was fairly mundane, but still it was a costume party, so he had to dress up as someone. If someone knew him well, and everything he could do, then they'd agree it was pretty damn fitting, so he just shrugged. Perhaps it would be showing his inner nerd abit, but he didn't care. This was going to be a fun night. He made his way to the mansion that was Tatiana's home, He avoided moving at his top speed. He didn't expect anyone to recognize him, but it didn't matter. As he finally arrived, he headed up to the door, having landed lightly on the ground with the practiced ease of years of training. His Dark hair was spiked with gel, standing mostly straight up and back, with a forelock angled to the left and down. He wore black laceless boots though there was a cord around them just above the ankle. tucked into them was the bright orange keikogi over a dark blue tee-shirt that fans of a particular anime would recognize all to well. The armbands on his wrists were the same dark blue as his shirt, and unlike the show his clothes weren't weighted down. It was the first time he wore something that actually hinted at how fit he was, though the guys already knew this thanks to lots of basketball games. He saw Tatiana and Sebastian there at the door, looked like the farmboy had just gotten there ahead of him. He called out to them. "Hope the fun hasn't started yet." This got them both to turn around, and He had to chuckle at Bastion's costume. " Solomon Grundy, born on a Monday.." He smiled at his two friends, and looked at the "different" take on Alice in Wonderland's Mad Hatter. "You look great too Tat, I don't think I've seen that character done quite like that." it was true, Rick wasn't big on horror movies, and he tended to avoid films like the Saw series and such. His mother had been pretty honest about how shitty people could be, and that some of the worst monsters he could ever face could be other people. Still Even with that, he could see Tat had put some real work in with her costume, and surmised it was probably to impress someone. That said she was the host, and the host of a party had to look good to set the mood for the party.
  13. Sebastian soared over the city, hitting a rooftop before launching himself off towards another one. He was in a shredded black suit, heavily stained with mud and driven over several times for that authentic 'buried in a swamp look'. His hair was bleached as white as his skin and combed in such a way that his head looked flat. He had to hand it to Cosima, she sure could do any sort of hairstyle, even to the point of making someone's head look like it was flat. Sebastian wasn't really much of a comic book nerd and being raised in middle-of-nowhere Montana meant that he really wasn't up to speed on the pop culture of superheroism either. He knew the Freedom League, who didn't, but aside from that he had to do a lot of googling in his room to figure out what a 'Solomon Grundy' even was. A zombie guy buried in a swamp, was about as far as he got when he decided it was perfect for Tats party. 'Bastian, being himself, never realized that Tatiana's was pretty much all set with food, beverages and everything else one would need for a get-together, but his mom had taught him when he was a young(er) man that you never showed up to a gathering without bringing something. So here he was, leaping across town with a duffel slung over his shoulder filled with what every good Montanan knew was proper for a Halloween party: apple cider and donuts. The only real tricky part was leaping about the suburbs of Emerald City dressed like an invulnerable zombie and not getting the National Guard called on him. Luckily, it turn out to be an issue. Tatiana noticed her classmate soar over the gate in a (very) low arc, avoiding casual detection by nosy neighbors. It wasn't hard for her to hear Sebastian hit the ground, not only was the kid a mountain of muscle, but he was rarely, if ever, graceful. He approached her slowly, walking with a sway in his arms like he was angry and ready to throw down. He held his arms out wide giving her a view of his costume. "Grundy party." "Nice," she nodded her approval. "Thank, ya," he smiled with that bit of Montana drawl in his voice he could never quite hide. "An yer looking as lovely as any fictitious sociopath could." Sebastian's Montana charm and perpetual politeness was enough to make anyone's sweet tooth ache, even Tatiana, who wasn't much for sweet talk and platitudes, had learned to take it in stride. After all, one thing was certain about Sebastian: his kindness and compliments were genuine, the damn kid couldn't help but be anything but country mannered. "It vill take more that country charm to vin dance with me," she mused. "Vhat's in the bag?" "Oh! Yeah," he swung it about and hoisted it off his shoulder. "I brought cider and donuts. Had to go to the donut shop and get them fresh baked. Can't have a Halloween party without cider donuts. Back home, we'd all be sittin' in the barn sippin' cider, waiting on the haunted hay ride wagon to swing around. We'd swap ghost stories, talk about class, bob for apples... y'know, party stuff. Man, we had ourselves a heck of a time!" "Sounds like a riot," she said, deadpan. "Give to the kitchen staff, they will put it our for everyone." He looked up at the mansion that was Tatiana's home. "Whew, you got a kitchen staff? I'll be. Should be enough for everyone, I bought for about fifty people or so. Figured that was over doing so people could have seconds if they liked. Heck, we usually ended up with thirty or so and so much left over food." "Fifty people was... a lot?" Tatiana smirked evilly. "That's so adorable."
  14. Tatiana Antonovna Balankova

    Hero Academy Project #1: "Party On Dudes!"

    For the umpteenth time Tatiana checked her costume in the Mirror while at the same time texting her friends >WHERE ARE YOU GUYS??!!?? People will be arriving soon!< This was the first party she had thrown since getting her powers and it had taken some convincing to get her father to agree. It had to go well. Certainly Tatiana was by no means in the same level of Social Hierarchy as Cosima but she still had her own place to think about and if this party went well and even half of those invited showed it would be well worth it for everyone. She adjusted her jacket and the tophat again, she was dressed up as a crazed homicidal madhatter for some creepy version of Alice and Wonderland. Partly because she liked creepy scary stuff and partly because she wanted to impress the singer of the band she had talked her dad into hiring, A new Metal Band called Raven Black. The singer was creepy and sexy all at tthe same time plus she had an awesome death metal growl. Not as awesome as my own, Tat thought, as she made her way down stairs to greet the guests that would be arriving soon, but then who does. The house, already built in the style of Gothic Europe was decked out as a haunted mansion full of tricks and treats. Since there were adults who had been invited there was a full bar for them and a "soft bar" for the teens. The stage was already set up but the band wouldn't be playing until later. Right now thye were off eating dinner and then to get made up for the show. Until they started Pavel, one of her dads employees would act as DJ, he had made decent money doing that in the old country. Tatiana went through the rmain room checking things before going to the front door to wait allowing her over eagerness show...
  15. Keiko Ichimura

    IC: S1:E3c "Beware Our Power!"

    Oh boy, this guy was playing for keeps! It seemed like he had a TON of raw power, but maybe his ability to pay attention to things was a bottleneck? Classic gaming rules; the you could beat anyone if he was distracted enough! "Lets spread out some, make sure he can't get us all with one big hand-thing again!" She ran off at an angle, moving around the Yellow Man at a distance to a spot where a big planter with a tree in it would offer some cover if he chose to go after her. From there Keiko concentrated and created a little illusion just for him... Suddenly two tiny meteors seemed to streak in from above; one green and one yellow. They zoomed down to orbit the Yellow Man's head; two tiny men in costumes based on what Keiko remembered of the actual men who'd fallen from the sky. Each one had a disproportionately large head on their tiny figure, so that their features were recognizable. "YOU FOOL HAL" shrieked the tiny purple man, "LOOK WHAT YOU'VE DONE TO US NOW!" The man in green planted his fists stubbornly on his hips and replied, "THIS IS AS MUCH YOUR FAULT AS MINE. MORE REALLY BECAUSE REASONS!" She had no idea how 'Hal' talked, since he'd been unconscious the whole time while she'd been there. That gave her a lot of creative freedom. The two tiny figures started yelling and shooting tiny laser beams at each other, while still hovering right up in the supervillain's face, making it really hard to focus on other stuff! (Initiative: 1d20+4 15 on her turn: Affliction; DC 17 Will save- Vulnerable/Perception Impaired with first degree success or Defenseless/Perception Disabled with two degrees)
  16. I didn't wanna D.J. your stupid party anyway. So, 😝
  17. Tatiana Antonovna Balankova

    Hero Academy Project #1: "Party On Dudes!"

    Tatiana laughed out loud when she saw the text on her phone. >Available for DJ Duties - Omega< Oh my god, she thought as she forwarded the text to the girls, that guy is so full of himself. >Aww Sorry O, we already have a band booked<
  18. So, what happens when Tatiana throws a Halloween bash and invites all of Claremont Academy with absolutely ZERO adult or ST supervision? I dunno, you tell me. This is a completely optional thread, started by you, the players. Participation is completely optional, but like most writing project threads, there are rewards to finishing it. 1. This is a collabo thread, meaning all of you will be writing it together. 2. NPCs from Claremont will be there, but I will not be writing for them. I know the list so far is not very extensive, but I can fix that (I can post a list of people we've not mentioned in game, yet). All this means is that you'll have people present... you don't have to use any of them. 3. You're still teens, keep that in mind. Aside from that, I have no say over what you guys do at the party. Within reason obviously (Omega doesn't show up to D.J., for example). It's a party. You're teen superheroes. Get stupid and have fun! ...and seriously, Omega is not showing up to D.J., quit smirking at the screen like that... it's not happening. You may start this project whenever you're ready...
  19. Princess

    IC: S1:E3c "Beware Our Power!"

    "Hmm, she looks good in green," Cosima commented as Qi took off with Spellstone and Sinestro in her bubble. Green light - force? ... If I can... The young, very shapely woman linked an arm with the out-of-commission Green Lantern, and arched a brow as she grinned up at him. "So, tell me, Hal, do these wonderful rings come in pink or purple too?" Hal seemed to struggle to answer and she chuckled. "No matter. Let me take you somewhere so you can rest and recover, and the ladies and I will take care of the rest." She and Hal Jordan disappeared in a flare of fuchsia light, reappearing seamlessly in the infirmary at Claremont Academy. "Sorry to drop in so suddenly, Dr. Chase. I found a stray that needs taken care of and I have an engagement on Yellow Brick Row I need to get to," Cosima said in a rush. Dr. Leslie Chase gave a startled jump, spinning around with a hand to her chest. "Try to, like, not let him die or something. Byeee!" Cosima was gone in another swirl of rich, pink light. Leslie shook her head in exasperation at the wealthy princess and trying Claremont Academy student, then turned to the man with a sympathetic look. "Now, what trouble has Ms. Vandersteen gotten you into?" ~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~ Several moments and psychoportative steps later, Princess appeared amidst the chaos engulfing Yellow Brick Row, somehow having found time to change. Instead of a dress for a night out on the town, she was wearing a sleek, regal-looking gown and a slim golden and begemmed circlet in her hair. In her hand, she held what suspiciously looked like a scepter. Terror and fear ran rampant on the street she knew well, a place that was for flirting, browsing, and casual or decadent consumerism. The gloating man in yellow was obviously their quarry, Tatiana, Kitsune, and Bastion looking ready to engage him. She just caught the ball of light streaking from Spellstone explode, making people fall over senseless. "How is this nefarious King in Yellow causing such a horrendous ruckus?" Princess exclaimed, looking around at the horror-stricken people harming themselves, harming others, dangerous to all - as if they were subjected to a Broadway production perpetuated by Lindsey Lohan - and potentially endangered by what they would need to do to stop the Fear-Monger. "Transmitters scattered about to cause maximum, if uneven, mayhem," Curtis shouted over the cacophony as he scuttled by her on the way to the electronics shop he has identified, trying to avoid the wild crowd. "I'm trying to do something about it, if I don't get torn to pieces first." "Very good," Princess proclaimed loftily, then flashing Curtis a wink that was not in character for her act as Princess. "I shall endeavor to clear some of these innocents from the environs." Princess stepped again, putting distance between herself and the ones Spellstone had rendered comatose, into a denser pocket of terror-stricken humanity. She could port people out from under the influence of the unnatural fear - she hoped - one at a time with a gesture or a glance, but it would be too slow. But if she could follow Spellstone's example. She had never teleported so many at once. Her manicured hand tightened so hard around the scepter in her hand her fingers turned white. Amethyst eyes glowed fiercely as waves of magenta and rose light began rolling away from Princess. She didn't need to send them far, just off Yellow Brick Row - there was a public park not that far towards Royal Hill that would do, hopefully. She breathed deep, straining the confines of her corseted gown, then waved her scepter, the rolling waves of light flashing and then gone. Princess wavered with the rush of expended effect - she couldn't do that again any time soon - then turned blazing eyes on the King in Yellow. Time for checkmate - she didn't play chess, but yes, she knew the term.
  20. Bastion

    IC: S1:E3c "Beware Our Power!"

    Kitsune kicked it into overdrive, pushing with all her worth to get under Tatiana and with one great burst of force she leapt up and caught her. They both tumbled to the ground spared the worst of cuts and bruises thanks to Kitsune's subtle control of her movement. Tats was dazed, and Kitsune was on one knee, tending to her friend. The shadow loomed over their head and that's when Kitsune saw the giant yellow hand slamming down atop them in an attempt to squash them like bugs. With no real way to escape, Kitsune reflexively covered herself and tossed herself over Tatiana, waiting for the worse. There was a thunderous boom, and she heard the pavement rumble, crumble, and break, but nothing fell upon them. [Interpose] She looked up to see Sebastian standing in front of them, his arms up holding the hand between its middle and ring fingers. He grunted and strained under the weight of the power the ring was pushing with, but he refused to let it come anywhere near his friends. His feet were two small craters, his muscles flexed and threatened to burst from his t-shirt, but the young teen refused to give an inch. Down moved the hand and with a grunt and a push it moved back again. Sebastian gritted his teeth and cried out like he was in an impromptu episode of Dragon Ball Z. The louder his voice got the stronger he seemed, and Keiko saw as the hand began to tear between the fingers. Light separated and in an instant exploded into yellow motes of glowing yellow dust. "You're late," Tatiana said, getting up. He smirked at her, the two sharing a moment of sarcasm. "You're welcome." "Woo, sure glad to see you, big guy." Kitsune stood up. "Anytime, Kit." He smiled, looking around but not actually looking at her. "What exactly is going on here? I was at Big Kahuna Burger and Dale called me all whacked out of his mind... then there were explosions... people fighting..." "See that big yellow guy?" Tats said, shaking off the pummeling from the swatter. "Yep." Sebastian nodded. "You should hit him, a lot," she cracked her neck from side to side. "We explain later." His fist slammed into his palm and he grinned. "Can do."
  21. Autumn Evermore / Spellstone

    IC: S1:E3c "Beware Our Power!"

    Spellstone rode with Qi and Sinestro in the sphere, still not entirely sure of the strength of the purple man's word. When they arrived and the bubble receded, Spellstone shifted her attention from Sinestro to the sight before her... and froze. It was utter bedlam. Only once in her life had Na'Atum seen such chaos, and standing here, taking it all in, it felt like she was back there, back home, as it shook beneath her feet, being sundered by jutting rocks and flows of lava as it sunk into the ocean. She could almost smell the saltwater air, feel the ground tremble, feel her eyes beginning to well up. She remembered feeling so powerless that that. Unable to save her parents and brothers, each of them giving their lives to protect each other and their home, until her parents finally sealed their final spells of protect for her with their own lives. NO. Not this time. Not again. NEVER again, she thought to herself. This time she was far from powerless. This time she could save lives, even if they were not those of her own people. Her face hardened with resolve as she blinked back the tears. She had to stop this, but could not counter the ring. She had to remove the fear... or at the very least make it a moot point. And therein was a solution. If they were asleep, the mob could not hurt themselves or each other. With nimble hands she began to weave her magic, recalling her schooling in the arcane and basic principles of magic to alter a spell on the fly. She stone around her neck began to glow brilliantly as she spoke in the ancient, arcane tongue, giving her magic form, "ֆ₱ħ€Ԙ δꟻ ֆƪտᵯƥƺя" she proclaimed as she threw the small ball of arcane energy that now swirled in her hand. The small ball, no larger than a baseball, landed in the middle of the crowd and expanded to a full sixty feet across in a second, causing those to caught within it to stagger, their eyelids getting heavy until finally they collapsed in heaps on the ground. Some might mistake the sight as one of death, and indeed it could have been had she not tweaked her spell, but instead scores of people lay slumbering, no longer a danger to themselves or others...
  22. Keiko Ichimura

    IC: S1:E3c "Beware Our Power!"

    Keiko couldn't fly or teleport, but she was quite fast on her feet with telekinetically enhanced bounding and speed. Even so, it wasn't more than a couple of blocks before she hitched a ride on a car that was heading the right direction. When it stopped she went another block over and jumped onto another one...and in that way she made her way to the Yellow Brick Row in record (for her) time! Still behind the others, but not by too much! Just in time, in fact, to see Tats get swatted out of the sky by a...giant glowing flyswatter? That would actually be kind of awesome if it wasn't going to kill them. Keiko whipped up an illusion of the Magnificent KITSUNE (tm) in her black bodysuit and noh mask and swishing fox tails, and sent it running into the battle while the real girl headed towards where Tatiana was falling. Maybe she could try to break that descent!
  23. Curtis Shane

    IC: S1:E3c "Beware Our Power!"

    Well, the ring had put a different complexion on the situation. But Curtis remained calm, had to remain calm. Fear was the mind-killer, if you let it, and Curtis knew that it was worse for him, because he prided his mind more than anything. But with his mind clear and controlled, he realized the situation in one respect was not as bad as it seemed. True, there were more transmitters. Yes, Fear-Master had used the strange yellow ring to enhance them. But that was all. Like before, Fear-Master was content to hang back, a villainous voyeur of twisted terror. Rick was wrong, Curtis reflected as he identified the nearest electronics shop in this safe stretch of the Promenade. He didn't need to block the signals. Just take out the transmitters. A few minutes and he would have the materials to do just that.
  24. Richard Alexander Reynes

    IC: S1:E3c "Beware Our Power!"

    "So this just went from "annoying" to "Pretty Damn Bad." Curtis, stay here, study the signal he's using and if possible try to find some sort of counter to it. You're smarter than everyone, so I know you can do it. I'm gonna go find Dale if I can, and get him out before this does any lasting damage to him." With those words he took off again, Not moving top speed, but more than fast enough to cover a huge amount of ground in moments. He was able to find Dale, but he wasn't able to quite reach him through the throng of people and get out. The people were in a frenetic panic, and he was concerned with everyone's mental health with what he was seeing. This was getting worse and worse. He hoped Curtis could come up with a real idea, because something told him that hitting him with a barrage of attacks again wasn't likely going to work so well this time.
  25. Tatiana Antonovna Balankova

    IC: S1:E3c "Beware Our Power!"

    Tatiana screamed through the air toward the yellow streak and as sh closed the distance she saw the man clad the same as the one Qi had been ministering too except he was in yellow. This will be easy she thought. She changed pitch and rocketed toward him intending to blast him from the sky. She didn't see the giant yellow flyswatter until it was too late...
  26. 齐刘 - Qí Liú

    IC: S1:E3c "Beware Our Power!"

    Qi's eyes widened then widened again as Jordan's voice came unbidden in her mind and she found herself repeating them out loud with a voice that was barely a whisper "In brightest day, In blackest night." "Hal Jordan you can not be serious.," Sinestro said almost pleadingly. "No evil shall escape my sight, Let those who worship evil's might." Qi looked down at herself clad as the man had beena green glow coming from...within. Sinestro said shaking his head "You have doomed us." "Beware my power." She looked up at her companions and the two strangers "Green Lantern's light." Qi she said her voice strong and clear. "Princess, take Jordan to the hospital or the school infirmary now, then join us!" She pointed her ring toward the ground and a scintillating beam shot out forming a disc several inches above the surface. "Sinestro You want your ring back come and help us." She pointed to the disc indicating that Sinestro should step on. "Spellstone save your power for what we are to face I can get us there." Spellstone glared at Sinestro and stepped onto the disc. "I wont leave you alone with him." As soon as Spellstone was on the disc it reformed into a sphere and Qi Shot into the sky through the hole the green ball tethered to the ring following behind.
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