Those Halcyon Days II -- All New, All Different

Game Master Stalwart

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Potential: 0/5 11A Labels: *Danger*: +1 Freak: -1 Savior: +1 Superior: +3 *Mundane*: +2 | Conditions: Guilty, Hopeless
Influence:
Influenced by: Devil Diva, Femtite / Influences: Scorch, Mosaic, Frostbite, Psyche, Ballista, PATIENT X, Sarah, Triplight, Conflux, Indarius, Femtite, SG

TaPB: 2d6 ⇒ (4, 4) = 8 Will struggle past the pain, taking Angry and Hopeless

For a fake she sure hits like sensei! Shin is able to think as her strikes land and he feels the combination wear at him. The Protégé knows enough of his mentors moves to at least keep up with her attacks after a few moments, though the fact she didn't seem to tire really pushed the idea this was a construct in his head.

That was fine - he'd dealt with a construct before.

Venting Frustrations (Clearing Angry): 2d6 + 1 ⇒ (3, 5) + 1 = 9 Going to avoid blows, being as unarmored as he is

Hand to hand combat was not his forte, but he had a slight edge in maneuverability from his mentor, since it wasn't attached to wings. He slides to her side in the air, and from a distance he tosses one of his emergency bombs, the concussion blast popping th air hard enough to send her tumbling back head over heels!

"Hoo boy...Hope no one's recording this," Horizon says. Had that been Caio he blasted in the dorm? How did he end up here?


Appearance | Danger +0, Freak +1, Savior +1, Superior +2, Mundane -1 | Potential 0/5 | Conditions: None

Max gives the church a wide berth, walking quickly in the opposite direction. She pulls out her phone and sees a missed text from Kayla Taylor. She types out a response...


Soldier | Danger -2 | Freak +1 | Savior +3 | Superior +1 | Mundane +3 | Soldier +1 Potential:▶️✴️✴️✴️✴️ | Conditions: Afraid, Guilty

Take a Powerful Blow: 2d6 + 3 ⇒ (2, 5) + 3 = 10 Taking Angry, Afraid, and opponents get an opportunity

"Que porr..." He begins as he appears in the freaking chaos that once were the dorms, but soon he is blast against Love Bug, The. There is a sickening sound of something breaking and as Caio's vision clears, he notices his right arm is bending in the wrong angle. Worst than that, there are dolls everywhere, and they are really creepy. "S%#% s&%& s#!~... this is going to hurt as hell..."

With tears in his eyes, he manages to see Connie in the middle of all the chaos. He rushes towards her, ready to protect her until at least he can understand the whole thing. "What is going on here? Why I'm here?"

Defend, Love, Insecure: 2d6 + 3 + 1 - 2 ⇒ (2, 5) + 3 + 1 - 2 = 9 Clearing Afraid, but also escalating the situation

Clutching his broken arm, Caio takes a deep breath and begins to shift... as his muscles and bones grow, blood runs along his arm as the transformation works into putting his bone back in place and back in one piece. By the look in his face, however, the others could see how excruciating the process was. "AAARRGGGHHH!"

Grand Lodge

influence Given to:
Caio, Devil Diva, Femtite
Has influence on:
Caio, Nightclaw, Devil Diva, Lua, Conflux
Influence locked out:
Mathers
Potential[x][][][][] Dragon, Silver
conditions:
| Labels- Danger:+0 Freak:+3 Savior:+3 Superior:-1 Mundane:-1 |Burn: 1

Indarius runs over to where Caio was before he vanished. "Caio?! Caio!?! F!##..." He searches the area locating the now fading rune of protection, "No.nonono..." Indarius panics a bit, how could things go so wrong so fast. He keyed his comm on the team wide channel.

Caio, Caio can you here me where are you? He stoops and grabs the book, running towards the stairs while stuffing it into his backpack and recalling his staff to him.

Shortly there after appearing on the avenue.


Influence:
Influenced by: Caio, Femtite, Percy, Queen Millie, Shin Influences: Caio, Candy Grrrl, Devil Diva, Femtite, Jade, Jasmine Jacobson, Percy, Ringtone, Shin, Tyg
Labels: Danger: -1 Freak: 1 Savior: 3 Superior: 3 Mundane: -2| Conditions: Afraid, Guilty | Potential 1/5 | Condition Heal/Team Hold: 2 | Diva Samples Hold: 1/2

Connie shrugged in aggravation as Caio popped up with more questions than answers. "Common causes of unwanted teleportation include:
Touching magic things you shouldn't
Walking into magic portals you shouldn't
Reading from magic scrolls you shouldn't...
You getting the common thread yet?"

With the time Caio was buying her she started cobbling together a solution, but it was going to take a bit more time...

"Hey but make sure no one blows up the dolls. I don't know if that's really Imagerie and Whippoorwill's bodies, souls, both, or neither, but until I've got that all sorted out, everyone stays intact - pass it on!"

Assess: 2d6 + 2 - 2 ⇒ (3, 4) + 2 - 2 = 7 What here can I use to revert the dolls to their original state? (aka can this be done here with a gadget, or would I need to get them to my Sanctum and put together something big)


Femtite fires up Love Bug, The and sends it rocketing towards the Dukkemager. The glowing-hot vehicle sets the wooden doll ablaze, eliciting an infuriated scream. The villainous fey hides out of harm's way, diving underneath the wrecked bed trying to smother the flames.

Caio, shocked with pain and confusion by his sudden arrival and the immediate hit he took, reacts to the illusions of the dolls attacking by stepping helping protect Conflux from them. However, manipulated as he is by Imagerie's mind powers, he sees Love Bug, The as a threat! Lashing out in pain, Femtite's craft is rent by the werewolf's claws! The craft goes spinning out of control, flying outside and falling to the ground!

In the air above the campus, Horizon is starting to realize that his mentor had likely been seriously holding back during their sparring sessions. Whippoorwill's superhumanly strong wings absorb the concussive blast easily, and she adapts to the sudden change in direction by lashing out with her whip. It coils around Horizon's leg and snaps taut, yanking him down towards the ground! Her wings flap hard, flying straight up with a kick that connects right in his midsection! His breath is expelled by the hard shot, and he drops out of the sky, dazed! Horizon, you're stunned for a panel and about to hit the pavement!

Conflux sees things going poorly for the heroes, as the two Alliance members seem to be more than a match for them. Before it went spinning out of the dorm room, she did manage to catch Love Bug, The's modified headlights that showed silvery trails of connection between Femtite and the Dukkemager, along with two similar connections leading from Femtite and Connie off into the distance -- somehow the fey links being shown visibly. The light also showed distinctly strong links between the Dukkemager and the two Alliance members as well as a smaller tether from each leading under the wrecked bed.

But she realizes there's a bigger weapon against the fey here on campus: The school bell.

What do you do??


Soldier | Danger -2 | Freak +1 | Savior +3 | Superior +1 | Mundane +3 | Soldier +1 Potential:▶️✴️✴️✴️✴️ | Conditions: Afraid, Guilty

"YES... HELPING MAGIC PEOPLE WHEN I SHOULDN'T!" Caio barks back, doesn't realising he had wracked Love Bug, The AGAIN. Despite his words, he keeps in front of Connie, trying to protect her from all the creepy dolls.

Defend, Love, Insecure: 2d6 + 3 + 1 - 2 ⇒ (5, 6) + 3 + 1 - 2 = 13 Clearing Insecure


⭐️ | Danger +1 | Freak +3 | Savior 0| Superior +3 | Mundane -2 | Potential:✴️✴️✴️✴️✴️
Conditions:
☀️blissfully retired from the life!
Influence:
Chastity, Chumpchange, Connie, DD, Drake, Horizon, Indarius, Ngon, Raquel, Shane, Skyler, Valorian, ((not yet: LaQuesha, Victoria)) / Faetite

Femtite flies her dented bug back up. She open her dome, now clad in Amazonian amethyst, human size.

The scratches on the Bug look like Godzilla’s work.

How and WHY is Caio here?! Looks like Conway’s not the only boy who needs to be reminded of boundaries.

It is tempting to shout words of anger at Caio, or blast Conway’s bed into hellfire, or both…

Connie doesn’t need that. She needs YOU.

“Connie—B-E-double-Pocky-sticks!” She pats the passenger seat.

Unleash Goddesslike Beauty: 2d6 + 3 ⇒ (4, 1) + 3 = 8
Femtite focuses her radiance so, to Connie, she has tunnel vision! Rays of rainbow-sunshine surround Femtite who looks like Athena herself, only pinker. The light bends in an arc around Caio, so he is lost in the rainbow. Connie need only follow the tunnel of bent light to get to the Bug, where her lovely princess awaits at the end of the fabulous rainbow.

Everyone else who looks toward the Bug sees a painfully blinding burst of quasar-white.

Purpose: Overcome Obstacle (which seems to be both friends and foes) to get Connie to the bell!
• Guilty, unless temp/unstable.


Influence:
Influenced by: Caio, Femtite, Percy, Queen Millie, Shin Influences: Caio, Candy Grrrl, Devil Diva, Femtite, Jade, Jasmine Jacobson, Percy, Ringtone, Shin, Tyg
Labels: Danger: -1 Freak: 1 Savior: 3 Superior: 3 Mundane: -2| Conditions: Afraid, Guilty | Potential 1/5 | Condition Heal/Team Hold: 2 | Diva Samples Hold: 1/2

Okay, the bell's the obvious solution, but also a guaranteed way to piss of Tyg and the rest of the Fair Folk - even if it wouldn't be breaking any deals we've made it's certainly un-neighborly...

Oh. That'd work.

"Hey Caio, could you point this at- Gah!" The sudden rainbow flare erupted around her and she nearly dropped her gear in surprise. "Not actually exclusively helpful, Femms!"

Blinking away afterimages, she turned towards where she remembered Caio being and held out a tuning fork, "When this starts ringing just point this at the dolls. Heroes or villains, but start with Imagerie and Big Bird."

Turning towards the light at the end of the tunnel, she ran hard for Love Bug, The and the Athena imagery which I will unpack at a later time.

"Gun it Femms, let's tintinnabulate this sonofab*$&*."

At the tower, she fussed with her Echocatcher and the pair to Caio's tuning fork, before holding up the pocket mirror to take. Though of course without turning to Femms. "I need someone beautiful to look into this, and keep looking while I ring this bell."

Unleash: 2d6 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (5, 6) + 1 + 2 = 14 Not using Superior since this is a return-appearance for this gadget. I'll meant to clear Guilty with one of my holds before rolling Assess, so I'll clear it and re-mark it since this runs me out of gadgets. The Echocatcher should draw in the sound and then only release it back through our comms. So it's shorter ranged, but targeted at the Dukkemager and company.


Potential: 0/5 11A Labels: *Danger*: +1 Freak: -1 Savior: +1 Superior: +3 *Mundane*: +2 | Conditions: Guilty, Hopeless
Influence:
Influenced by: Devil Diva, Femtite / Influences: Scorch, Mosaic, Frostbite, Psyche, Ballista, PATIENT X, Sarah, Triplight, Conflux, Indarius, Femtite, SG

Always forget how good she is with that whip- Shin thinks before the wind is knocked out of him by this facsimile of his mentor. He wheeze, diaphragm frozen as he struggles for breath and can't maintain his flight.

Falling isn't so bad, in his opinion. But he knows he's headed face first towards the hard pavement. Instinctively, he protects his head by pulling his arms up in a cushion around it and trying to get enough torsion to land on his side and avoid perilous injury!

Please don't get another concussion... He thinks, seconds from hitting the ground...


Potential: [X] [X] [X] [O] [O] | Conditions: None | Danger: +1 Freak: -1 Savior: +1 Superior: -1 Mundane: +3

A streak ripped across the sky outside and attempts to tackle Whiporwill, but misses and slams into the wall of the dorm instead!

Directly Engage: 2d6 ⇒ (4, 1) = 5

They pry themselves free and orient themselves just in time to see Horizon plummeting to the ground! They launch through the air and swoops down, catching Horizon in their arms and soaring back up into the air with the “leader” cradled. ”So…this has been such a waste of a weekend.”


Potential: 0/5 11A Labels: *Danger*: +1 Freak: -1 Savior: +1 Superior: +3 *Mundane*: +2 | Conditions: Guilty, Hopeless
Influence:
Influenced by: Devil Diva, Femtite / Influences: Scorch, Mosaic, Frostbite, Psyche, Ballista, PATIENT X, Sarah, Triplight, Conflux, Indarius, Femtite, SG

Relief comes for Shin in steely arms holding him somewhat like he'd cradled Conflux the other day. It felt weird, even if he was grateful for Guardian's help. "It has not been the quiet weekend I wanted," He agrees as he gets his bearings straight and floats on his own, out of his teammate's grip.

"That's not Whip, but it's got her moves. We don't stand a chance against it in the air," Horizon tells Guardian. "But whatever is controlling it is in that dorm. Some doll on this student in there. Fem and Conflux have more info. But right now, I'll keep it busy, you go and pull that student out - but dont use your eyes, theres an Imagerie doll inside too," He recommended before flying forward, hoping to keep the Whippoorwill's attention on him!

Defend SG from Whip doll: 2d6 + 2 ⇒ (5, 2) + 2 = 9 Exposing himself to danger

"No, you don't get Guardian, you get me," He says to Whip before firing off a defensive burst of energy blasts to keep her away from the Janus!


Steel Guardian:

You hear Horizon saying that it's not Whippoorwill that you're fighting, but she looks entirely real to you -- your HUD also seems to think so.

Caio fights off the illusory assault of the dolls, keeping Conflux clear-headed enough that she can focus on the solution. Deciding on her course of action, the Brain dives into Love Bug, The and directs Femtite to fly it towards the school bell tower.

The charred head of the Dukkemager peeks out from his hiding place and sees the trajectory of the craft even though it burns his retinas. "No, no, NO!!" he shouts. "Stop it! Stop it now!"

Whippoorwill turns her blank, doll-like attention to the Kirby-craft, her domino mask immediately polarizing against the super bright corona. She draws a trio of her high-explosive quills and flings them toward Love Bug, The!

Just then, Horizon clears his head enough to blast the quills out of the sky, causing a booming fireball just behind the Pixite craft. The blowback slams into the Protégé and sends Whippoorwill flying back as well!
Horizon, take a powerful blow

Love Bug, The is flung into the bell tower and slams into it, landing just inside the belfry!


⭐️ | Danger +1 | Freak +3 | Savior 0| Superior +3 | Mundane -2 | Potential:✴️✴️✴️✴️✴️
Conditions:
☀️blissfully retired from the life!
Influence:
Chastity, Chumpchange, Connie, DD, Drake, Horizon, Indarius, Ngon, Raquel, Shane, Skyler, Valorian, ((not yet: LaQuesha, Victoria)) / Faetite

Femtite pulls back on the control stick—“Hang on tight, Connie! To me since there’s no seatbelts, ha!”—then pushes forward and mashes the kick buttons!

Engage: 2d6 + 3 ⇒ (4, 5) + 3 = 12
Frighten/surprise/impress +opportunity for Caio

Her ship whirls and rings the bell from within!


Soldier | Danger -2 | Freak +1 | Savior +3 | Superior +1 | Mundane +3 | Soldier +1 Potential:▶️✴️✴️✴️✴️ | Conditions: Afraid, Guilty

Caio looks at the stupid fork in its hand, while waves upon waves of dolls still swarm him, cutting his flesh... even if he regenerates the wounds, they still hurt a lot.

Looking at the distracted little wooden f##$er, Caio throws the fork at it as it starts to ring...

Directly Engage: 2d6 + 3 ⇒ (3, 4) + 3 = 10 Resist Blows and Create an Opportunity (perhaps the fork being extra effective?)


Potential: 0/5 11A Labels: *Danger*: +1 Freak: -1 Savior: +1 Superior: +3 *Mundane*: +2 | Conditions: Guilty, Hopeless
Influence:
Influenced by: Devil Diva, Femtite / Influences: Scorch, Mosaic, Frostbite, Psyche, Ballista, PATIENT X, Sarah, Triplight, Conflux, Indarius, Femtite, SG

TaPB (Hopeless): 2d6 + 1 ⇒ (2, 1) + 1 = 4

Oh crap!

Shin thinks quickly and redirects his fire to intercept the pinion bombs (How does a doll have her gadgetry as well?) but realizes that the backlash will hit him! Lucky for him that he is able to fly back just enough to avoid the concussive shock and his body can withstand the heat, absorbing it.

His mentors doll is not so lucky...but was it a doll? He'd assumed he saw the true form in the dorm room, but her tech was too much like Whippoorwill's to be a mere copy! Which meant-

Horizon curses as he flies to catch the tumbling Whippoorwill before she crashes into the ground!


The bell rings. Its iron-laced sigils enhance the soundwaves -- impossible for mortals to feel but for the fey and their weaknesses to iron it is an agonizing thing to experience.

Conflux's Echocatcher captures the sound and focuses it through the tuning fork in Caio's hand. The Dukkemager convulses as the sound waves hit it, his own cries of pain rising over the thrum of the bell.

Caio's throw is spot-on. The tuning fork pins the wooden doll fey to the broken wall of Conway's apartment. His spindly limbs flail about helplessly as the bell's vibrations flow into him. His control breaks over the dolls -- linked by their likenesses to the real heroes -- and then to the heroes themselves! Imagerie immediately stops her illusions and the army of life-sized dolls fade, leaving the wreckage of the dorm room plain to all to see. The doll-like glamor she overlaid on herself and Whippoorwill also fade, and she appears flesh-and-blood as usual.

Outside, Horizon catches Whippoorwill before she lands. As he holds her, to his eyes she stops being a life-sized doll and is back to the hero and mentor. She groans, blinking her head clear. "I was... I was trapped in a box..." she says, dazed.

Inside Conway's dorm, the wooden fey struggles feebly at the fork. "I'll... I'll yet..." he weakly mutters.

Suddenly, Conway is there, smashing down at the fey with the iron horseshoe in his hands. Tears are streaming down his face as he pounds the Dukkemager over and over. "You! Take me over! Bust my dolls! Attack my friends! No! No! No!" The fey is bashed over and over by the student as he wails and cries.

What do you do??


⭐️ | Danger +1 | Freak +3 | Savior 0| Superior +3 | Mundane -2 | Potential:✴️✴️✴️✴️✴️
Conditions:
☀️blissfully retired from the life!
Influence:
Chastity, Chumpchange, Connie, DD, Drake, Horizon, Indarius, Ngon, Raquel, Shane, Skyler, Valorian, ((not yet: LaQuesha, Victoria)) / Faetite

Femtite flies Connie over. She parks the Bug, not commenting on the huge claw marks, but sure Caio can see them.

She walks over to Conway and places a gentle hand on his shoulder. “We pick on people our own size, Conway, my friend.”

She then shrinks even smaller than Dukkemager. She is Tyg’s size. It seems to be as large as she can get in her true form. Her pink wasp-like body gives off intense heat. It’s obvious what would happen to wood if she touched it.

The pixite hovers over Dukkemager. The wooden body is drying up from Femtite’s presence. She looks up at Connie… and she cracks a smile to show she feels no anger.


Femtite’s true flesh-form is a pink wasp-woman with large yellow eyes, antennas—the right in a perfect spiral, the left bent jagged—she has a soft glowing underbelly and yellow wings. Her rear is partly covered by a skirt-like tail.


Influence:
Influenced by: Caio, Femtite, Percy, Queen Millie, Shin Influences: Caio, Candy Grrrl, Devil Diva, Femtite, Jade, Jasmine Jacobson, Percy, Ringtone, Shin, Tyg
Labels: Danger: -1 Freak: 1 Savior: 3 Superior: 3 Mundane: -2| Conditions: Afraid, Guilty | Potential 1/5 | Condition Heal/Team Hold: 2 | Diva Samples Hold: 1/2

Conflux sighed heavily.

"Sorry Conway, sorry Femms, can't let you do that. Obviously he deserves it, but killing people is... well it's bad for you. Like, actually.

"And that's assuming it wouldn't put you on the hook for some sort of curse or vengeance from his equally s#~$ty allies. We can keep him locked away and safe while we figure out the best way to deal with him.

"Don't worry, this isn't him getting away with it."


Soldier | Danger -2 | Freak +1 | Savior +3 | Superior +1 | Mundane +3 | Soldier +1 Potential:▶️✴️✴️✴️✴️ | Conditions: Afraid, Guilty

As soon as the dolls disappear, Caio looks around for more enemies, still seething with anger. He looks at Imagerie, the one what was throwing all the dolls and him and cutting his flesh a thousand times. He growls and steps forward showing his fangs...

Provoke, Guilty: 2d6 + 3 - 2 ⇒ (5, 2) + 3 - 2 = 8 Provoking her to back away

...Then, suddenly noticing what he was doing, Caio shakes his head to clear his thoughts of blood, remembering the elf from before. He shifts back, looking completely exhausted. "Sorry... did not meant to." He says to the super hero.


⭐️ | Danger +1 | Freak +3 | Savior 0| Superior +3 | Mundane -2 | Potential:✴️✴️✴️✴️✴️
Conditions:
☀️blissfully retired from the life!
Influence:
Chastity, Chumpchange, Connie, DD, Drake, Horizon, Indarius, Ngon, Raquel, Shane, Skyler, Valorian, ((not yet: LaQuesha, Victoria)) / Faetite

Femtite transforms into a fairy, Tinklebrie outfit spiraling onto her body.

She lands by Dukkemager and taps his nose with her finger. I told you she’s the most beautiful human.


Imagerie is rubbing her eyes when Caio growls at her. She backs up and gets fuzzy -- for a moment the Bull is unsure exactly where she is -- but she solidifies when he offers his apology. "... Me too. Me too."

She looks over to see the drama unfolding at the blown-out wall of the dorm room. Conway rocks back on his knees and lets the horseshoe clatter to the floor. He looks around helplessly at the remains of his room and his ruined collection. "It's all... it's all gone..."

The Dukkemager slumps down, passing out.

==============================
END OF SESSION 2

At the end of every session, choose one:
• Grow closer to the team. Explain
who made you feel welcome; give
Influence to that character and clear
a condition or mark potential.
• Grow into your own image of yourself.
Explain how you see yourself and why;
shift one Label up and another down.
• Grow away from the team. Explain why
you feel detached. Take Influence over
you away from another character.


Potential: 0/5 11A Labels: *Danger*: +1 Freak: -1 Savior: +1 Superior: +3 *Mundane*: +2 | Conditions: Guilty, Hopeless
Influence:
Influenced by: Devil Diva, Femtite / Influences: Scorch, Mosaic, Frostbite, Psyche, Ballista, PATIENT X, Sarah, Triplight, Conflux, Indarius, Femtite, SG

"You were under some kind of mind control - you and Imagerie," He tells his mentor as they fly to the wrecked dorm room to watch the fallout. "No idea what this thing is that caused all this chaos. Some kind of demon I would assume, unless youkai are real too," Horizon suggests. "I think you might be more experienced than I am with this sort if thing. We need any special containment?"

He pauses to consider something, as horror grows on his face. "Oh, no, she's going to kill me! I got pulled away by Indarius and then I ended up following you here, and she must be worried sick I ditched her!" He groans. "Is everything handled here? I got to get back as soon as possible and make some excuse about being trapped in a bathroom stall for an hour..."

End of Session Horizon will Grow into his own image of himself as an exasperated leader of the team. He's realizing how hard it is to constantly juggle the different members' problems while having his own life. Superior up, Mundane down.


⭐️ | Danger +1 | Freak +3 | Savior 0| Superior +3 | Mundane -2 | Potential:✴️✴️✴️✴️✴️
Conditions:
☀️blissfully retired from the life!
Influence:
Chastity, Chumpchange, Connie, DD, Drake, Horizon, Indarius, Ngon, Raquel, Shane, Skyler, Valorian, ((not yet: LaQuesha, Victoria)) / Faetite

Femtite offers sympathy to Conway, postpones the just-friends speech (which may not be needed), thanks Caio for catching Dukkemager with the tuning fork (again, without mentioning the scratches on her bug), tells Imagerie about how she flew inside her head when she was in the box, and asks Whippoorwill if there are vintage Halcyon heroine dolls that can be given to Conway to help rebuild his collection.

But more than anything, she wants to curl up with Connie and finish watching Peter Pan


ALONE WITH CONNIE . . .
“I knew you would have figured out the mystery of Conway’s room. Agreeing to attend a fairy Hollow’s Eve ball may have been an unnecessary step, but I am looking forward to that.

“Sorry if you thought I was going to burn the Dukkemager. I meant to scare him into thinking I would, not you.”

She will to hold Connie close, if she wants.

“I was in control of my heat then… and I am now.”

Her eyes are on Connie’s lips.


END OF SESSION . . .
Growing closer – I think the Connie/Fem chemistry reads surprisingly authentic, especially with the team-moves in battle. So I’m gonna let Connie mess up my labels again and mark potential.


Influence:
Influenced by: Caio, Femtite, Percy, Queen Millie, Shin Influences: Caio, Candy Grrrl, Devil Diva, Femtite, Jade, Jasmine Jacobson, Percy, Ringtone, Shin, Tyg
Labels: Danger: -1 Freak: 1 Savior: 3 Superior: 3 Mundane: -2| Conditions: Afraid, Guilty | Potential 1/5 | Condition Heal/Team Hold: 2 | Diva Samples Hold: 1/2

**CLANG**

Connie slammed the lid of her trash can shut as the Dukkemager vanished into her borrowed abyss. She stayed for a moment, carefully noting which sigils flared and dimmed before giving a satisfied nod.

That should hold. At least until we can talk to Tyg about the long term...

***

With Femms

"Honestly, I see going to the fey ball as an absolute plus, especially if it doesn't get us killed or ensorcelled. I uh, I did think you were going to burn him though... It's not like I don't get it. But it's one of those things that's very, very hard to take back."

Gratefully Connie snuggled up close, pulling herself mostly onto Femms's lap. She smiled a bit weakly when Femms talked about her heat's control though, thinking back to the twisting figures Imagerie had conjured from her head. [b]"Is it okay if we just- Could you just hold me for now?"/[b] Connie leaned up for a quick kiss, before hunkering back down. [smaller] I'm not feeling all that... sexy right now, y'know?"

I'm actually gonna grow closer to Caio. She was very surprised and touched at how he took the whole shock collar thing. He gets Influence and I'll mark a Potential.

I'll nudge Femms's Danger up and... I'd say Savior, but she thinks Femms would really only hurt someone to avenge someone she wanted to protect so... I'll go with Superior down.


Appearance | Danger +0, Freak +1, Savior +1, Superior +2, Mundane -1 | Potential 0/5 | Conditions: None

After Knighthall:
The elevator dings and opens to a small covered area that leads to the large, concrete expanse of the roof of Praetor Tower. A large landing pad sits here, empty. Before Max can wander too far, out of nowhere a door opens and drops down from thin air, revealing a posh interior. As well as Praetoria, in Max’s favorite armor, standing with a sly grin. ”There you are! Ready to take a ride on Pegasus?” she asks as a gleaming white flying vessel reveals itself.

Max grins like an awestruck fangirl. "Hell yeah!"

Kayla giggles and steps aside to let Max on board. The inside is reminiscent of a limousine, with large open central area whose walls are lined with couches and chairs. There is a bathroom as well as a small kitchenette.

"This is sick! You travel like this all the time?" Max asks.

”Naw. Just when we are going a long way and wanna do it fast,” Kayla replies.
Kayla follows Max inside and has a seat. ”May wanna buckle in for just a minute,” she says before adding ”Pegasus. Set destination for Taylor Villa, Paris, France. Stealth flight please.”

An automated response calls out ”Destination accepted. Estimated flight time: three hours, forty two minutes.”

Max obligingly buckles in. "I've never been to Paris!"

Kayla smiles. ”It’s great for shopping. And most of the people are less judgmental than back in the States,” she replies.

A moment later, the ships repulsors fire up and the Pegasus hovers up into the air. It turns to align with its destination before taking off, surprisingly smoothly for the speed at which it accelerated.

A few moments later, the voice says ”Cruising altitude reached.”

Kayla then undoes her buckle and taps her wrist band, her clothes shifting from her armor and revealing the matching grey and lime green yoga shorts and sports bra she wore beneath. ”So…you wanna talk about it or just forget about it?” she asks.

Max sighs. ”Well, we’ve got plenty of time to kill...”

She gives Kayla the abbreviated version of her friendship with Caio, the recent ill-advised turn in their relationship, and the blow-up that happened last night. ”The whole thing was a mistake. I just wish I had let him down more gently. I acted selfishly, and now I don’t know if our friendship will ever be the same again...”

Max then goes into what happened today, including the battle within the magical role playing game and the discovery of the source of the idol. ”That’s the thing that changed me into this monster. But I’m still no closer to finding out who it was who did it or why they chose me. Or if there’s anyway I’ll ever be able to be human again...”

Kayla turns out to be a good listener, though she blushes when Max confesses telling him about their make out session. ”That sounds complicated. But then again, everything is complicated in high school. Mix super power stuff in, and it’s, like, a nuclear blast of complicated drama,” she muses.

”Yeah. It just...it sucks,” Max offers lamely.

”I get it. Things weren’t all sunshine and rainbows in the Sentinels either. Was part of the reason it broke up. I think…the telepathic backlash of the fall out made the details a bit…fuzzy,” Kayla confesses. She flops back and lays down on the couch opposite Max, folding her arms under her head like a pillow as she stares at the roof of Pegasus. ”Relationship drama was why I left the team in the first place. There were some tensions, I thought we’d eventually work it out, but then…instead…he started dating a girl that was basically…well…she’s a villain. And she’s playing him. And then they invited her to join the team. So…I left. Didn’t wanna deal with all the drama anymore,” she reminisces.

”Ah,” Max says. She stares up at the ceiling for a bit, then looks back at Kayla. ”So, um... What are you interested in with me? A relationship? Friendship? Or something else?”

Kayla thinks a bit before she rolls her head over to look at Max. ”After all the two of us have been through recently, how about we just forget labels and just…be?”

Max reaches across the couch and touches Kayla’s arm. ”Okay. I can get behind that.”

Kayla gives Max’s hand a glance and smiles. ”So…two and a half hours to kill. Whatcha wanna do? Got snacks, video games, movies…”

"All of the above?" Max says with a smile.

***

he Pegasus eventually alerts they are about to land. The two girls buckle up as the plane lands. It’s a bit after 1 in the morning local time, but to the girls, it feels like about 8 pm. The Pegasus door opens and they exit onto a landing pad beside a spacious, modern villa in the French countryside, the lights of Paris glowing in the distance.

”Might should turn in unless you plan on getting a late start compared to the locals tomorrow. Or we can just roll with it,” Kayla says as she disembarks.

"Nah, it's cool. Let's get some sleep first. I didn't bring a change of clothes, though," Max says, checking out the villa.

Kayla pads barefoot across the landing pad, past a pool, and up to the house. She calls out a series of strange call signs to deactivate the security system before entering.

When Max mentions the lack of clothes, Kayla clicks her tongue and says, [b]”Well isn’t that awkward? Come on. I’m sure I got something in my closet here you can find."

She leads the way through the villa, eventually to a nice room on the second floor. She opens the closet and says ”See if anything there fancies you,” as she opens the doors to the balcony and steps out onto it, looking out over a lake that is reflecting the moonlight.

Max reluctantly peels her eyes away from the lovely sight (both Kayla and the lake) and begins to search the closet. Eventually, she pulls out a few outfits that looks like they will fit. "These are nice. And expensive. You sure it's okay? I'll have to cut a hole for my tail."

Kayla looks back over her shoulder. ”It's totally fine. Promise.”

Max winces a bit as she uses her claw to cut appropriate holes in each outfit. She steps into an adjacent room to put the silk pajamas she picked on, then steps back out to show Kayla. "Okay, how do I look?"

Kayla turns around and leans back against the balcony railing. She looks Max up and down and simply replies, ”Amazing. But…come here.” Once Max is standing right in front of her, Kayla reaches out and under Max’s arm. Then there is a slight “pop” and Kayla holds the tag up. ”Doubt I can return them now anyway,” she says jokingly.

"Ha!" Max laughs. "Yeah, sorry about that!"

”Wouldn’t have it any other way,” Kayla says as she relaxes again, looking into Max’s eyes and taking a deep breath of the French night air.

Max returns the gaze. Then, she leans in for a kiss. Kayla remains against the balcony rail returning the kiss gently...

***

Max finds it hard to sleep. Partially due to the time difference and partially due to the events of the past few days. She pulls a coat on over her silk pajamas and leaves the Taylor villa, walking down along the moonlit lake, alone with her thoughts...

The night air is chilier than nights in Halcyon City, Max notes as she walks along the path. The distant lights of Paris create dark silhouettes around her.

Her night vision is very good -- far better than before her transformation -- so it's a surprise when she nearly trips over a dark shape lying on the path. It stirs, resolving itself into a homeless man. "Excusez-moi! S'il vous plaît, je ne fais que me reposer ici," he mumbles groggily.

”Oh! Uh, it’s okay. No problem,” Max murmurs. She begins to walk away, then looks back at the man, so close to the manor. Her eyes narrow. ”You’ve tried this trick before. The groundskeeper?” she says impatiently. ”Just say what you want to say and be done with it.”

He rises slowly to his feet and turns to face Max. In the dim city lights, his eyes are black pits, possibly empty. He smiles, exposing a mouth missing several teeth. "That's more like it, Lilin. You are learning. I am only passing along a message. Your sisters miss you. But they are concerned with the company you keep. They wait for you at the gates of Hell."

”Yeah? Willing to bet you’re not talking about Hell, Michigan. How do I get to these gates? I figure it’s about time I paid these ‘sisters’ a visit.”

The man nods his head in the direction of the villa. "Your friend inside has been there. Though, perhaps she would find the topic distressing. You're a clever girl, aren't you? I'm sure you'll figure it out."

Max follows the man’s gaze. ”Praetoria? Hmm...” She looks back. ”By the way, if you’re going to keep showing up with messages for me, I should at least know your name. Otherwise I’m just going to start calling you the Mailer Daemon.”

He wheezes a crazed laugh. "It's true, I am a messenger. But that's all. Merely an empty vessel." He turns and begins shambling away. Before he's out of earshot, he looks over his shoulder. "Oh, when you go meet your sisters, be sure to dress appropriately." He cackles again as he trudges away.

”Ugh,” Max says, rolling her eyes. Now she really won’t be able to sleep...

***

The next morning, Max gets up groggily and pads to the kitchen in search of Kayla. As she gets closer, she begins to hear music and the smell of a cooking breakfast assails her nostrils. Getting closer, she can identify the song as “Don’t Stop Believing” by Journey.

Turning the corner into the dining area, she can see an amazing breakfast spread being placed on the table by a couple staff members. On the patio beyond, she can see Kayla bouncing around dancing to the song, wearing loose fitting shorts and t-shirt.

Max takes in the spread and Kayla beyond. Her stomach grumbles, but she has things to tell Kayla first. She joins her on the patio. ”Okay. One: that food looks incredible. Two: you are super cute. Three: I need to know how to get to the gates of Hell.”

Kayla doesn’t stop her dancing as Max pays her compliments, but her final statement causes her to hit the brakes. ”The what now?” she asks.

Max grimacs. "Sorry to drop that on you. But I need to get to Hell somehow to figure out what's going on with me. And I heard you went there, once?"

”Uh…” Kayla stammers nervously and folds her arms across her stomach. She goes and has a seat on a patio chair. ”Yeah. And it wasn’t by choice. And I was…used.”

Max sits beside Kayla. "I'm sorry. I dont know the whole story. If it's painful to you, then I won't make you do anything you dont want to. My other teammates may be able to help. But... very bad people want to do very bad things with me. And going there may be the only way to stop that from happening."

Kayla looks at Max, concern on her face. ”People…or demons? There is a difference, and both are in Hell, I assure you.” She hangs her head and adds, ”Some unfairly so…”

"It might be both. I've only been told that my 'sisters' are waiting for me at the gates."

Kayla looks down at the patio. ”I’m not gonna let you go alone. Last time, the Sentinels, my mother, and my father combined fought as hard as we could and even then my parents couldn’t make it out. And I was even supercharged at the end. So…yeah.”

Max puts a hand on hers. "Thank you. Well...let's eat. We'll have to go back to Halcyon soon, but no sense in wasting a trip to Paris, right?"


Appearance | Danger +0, Freak +1, Savior +1, Superior +2, Mundane -1 | Potential 0/5 | Conditions: None

On the flight back from Paris, Max stares out the window of the Pegasus at the ocean far below. She knows that she's going to need all the help she can get if she's going to confront her demonic 'sisters,' but she can't help but feel detached. After the big blow-up with Caio and the awkwardness between them, it just feels like the two of them are drifting apart. Things just won't be the same anymore...

Grow away from the team-Max takes Caio's Influence over her away.

***

Once back in Halcyon City, Max texts Percy. Max: Hey. Sorry for disappearing on you yesterday. Can we talk?

When Max shows up to Percy's location, she is wearing a very expensive-looking designer pantsuit, with a hole cut in it to allow her tail to come through. She looks like a million bucks, but her eyes are troubled.

"Hey. After finding that storeroom, I needed to get away for a bit. But my trip wasn't nearly as relaxing as I had hoped. I need your help, Percy. I need to go to Hell."


⭐️ | Danger +1 | Freak +3 | Savior 0| Superior +3 | Mundane -2 | Potential:✴️✴️✴️✴️✴️
Conditions:
☀️blissfully retired from the life!
Influence:
Chastity, Chumpchange, Connie, DD, Drake, Horizon, Indarius, Ngon, Raquel, Shane, Skyler, Valorian, ((not yet: LaQuesha, Victoria)) / Faetite

ALONE WITH CONNIE . . .
”He was defeated… I wasn’t even going to further singe him,” she assures Connie. ”He kept saying ‘kill, kill.’ I wanted him to know the sword can cut both ways.

“That and I wondered if there is a sort of debt when a fey is spared by a mortal enemy—preferably, one that compels him to never again attempt harm upon you.

“We can always ask Tyg at the ball.”

Femtite returns the quick kiss and holds Connie close, and in silence…

C&S: 2d6 + 1 ⇒ (6, 3) + 1 = 10
Will clear guilty.


Aftermath

The two adult heroes confer for a while privately. Then they assist in the cleanup and investigation.

It turned out that Conway not only had a number of dolls of Imagerie and Whippoorwill, he also had Imagerie's autograph and a broken piece of one of Whippoorwill's quills bought at auction -- since Whip notoriously does not sign autographs. Conflux is able to surmise that the fey was able to use the likenesses along with the personal connections to take control of the two heroes.

Further research into the Dukkemager reveals that the evil fey would craft a doll of a person, steal a belonging from that person, and trap their soul in the doll granting him control over the body -- which is what he did with Conway shortly after he confronted Femtite about his dolls being moved.

When the Dukkemager was defeated long ago, Horatio Walden trapped him in the school bell -- using the fey's own stick body as the bell's clapper.

Conflux:

Imagerie gently approaches Connie during the aftermath. "Not a lot of people can withstand a full psychic attack like that. For what it's worth, I'm sorry this was done to you. And I'll be forever grateful that you stopped this creature. So thank you for helping to free me and Whip. You not only saved us, you saved a lot of people that thing would have made us hurt."

Conflux, Imagerie is giving you influence

She pauses for a moment, then offers, "I'm not a mind reader, but I do see images. I won't ever share what I glimpses I saw, unless in the direst of circumstances. But if there's ever a time you'd like to talk, I'll make myself available. I also happen to be a licensed counselor."

Grand Lodge

influence Given to:
Caio, Devil Diva, Femtite
Has influence on:
Caio, Nightclaw, Devil Diva, Lua, Conflux
Influence locked out:
Mathers
Potential[x][][][][] Dragon, Silver
conditions:
| Labels- Danger:+0 Freak:+3 Savior:+3 Superior:-1 Mundane:-1 |Burn: 1

Eventually Percy got in contact with someone on the team and got the details of what went down. He gives up his vain search for Max and Caio and sets himself to getting back to the school.
Unsure if the others would be down for hanging out still he heads to the store and decides to leave a small box-dinner for each of them consisting of a schnitzel made from chicken breast with a side of asparagus and light fluffy mashed potatoes. Caio got a triple helping of the schnitzel however. "Not much, but thanks for helping me out there, I know it's not really a lot but I hope this helps everyone have a little more of a relaxed day."

Devil Diva wrote:

Once back in Halcyon City, Max texts Percy. Max: Hey. Sorry for disappearing on you yesterday. Can we talk?

When Max shows up to Percy's location, she is wearing a very expensive-looking designer pantsuit, with a hole cut in it to allow her tail to come through. She looks like a million bucks, but her eyes are troubled.

Percy is sitting on a bench near the school when DD approaches him with her request sipping from a thermos and reading a book. She might be able to smell it with her enhanced senses but it smells of chai and honey. "Oh hey Max what'er you up too?" He takes another swig from the drink as she talks.

Devil Diva wrote:


"Hey. After finding that storeroom, I needed to get away for a bit. But my trip wasn't nearly as relaxing as I had hoped. I need your help, Percy. I need to go to Hell."

Percy nearly chokes at her request, bolting forward and spilling the book to the side so he doesn't spit his drink all over it. "Yo-hack-hoo wu-cough-hat?" Running his forearm over his mouth and nose to sop up the mess he shakes his head clear. "You want to go to hell, what in... well you know, why? I feel like going to the place that The Praetorian and Ultra Star died along with their arch nemesi and probably the true source of your powers would be like.. the last place you'd want to go. What the heck happened after you left Knighthall?"[b] He clears his throat, "Erm.. I've got to talk with Con about what we found in that little expedition out to the suburbs, but maybe she can help... I'm sure I could.. but this isn't something i'm willing to like.. ya know. Go out on a limb and do without the rest of the team backing us. At the Very least."

He looks Diva in the eyes, "So long as you've got a damn good plan though I'll see what I can do, it's kind of the least I could do. And this feels like something only I can do, I mean... why have magic if i'm not going to use it to actually help people. Especially those who really need it like you Max. That's why I call myself a hero." The look in his eyes is full of both yearning for the possibility of adventure and to explore into helping Max with her entire situation. "Even if they don't agree all that means is it'll take longer to plan the trip."
C/s(Max): 2d6 - 1 ⇒ (5, 3) - 1 = 7

If DD opens up you know the drill. Later sometime with Connie

Percy brought Connie a notebook full of little notes about otherwise mundane items. "You are gonna be super jealous that you missed out on this grand trip. Check out what we found, didn't take anything of course and it's all mundane looking things so I figure you'd have a better idea of deciphering what their purpose might be. This is all we found in D.I's place. I've got another lead but won't hear anything back for a week at least." He figures he'll bring up the more outrageous request by Max later and with the entire group. "Not gonna lie though, looks like you all had a wonderfully exciting time too."

Grow away from the team. Explain why you feel detached. Take Influence over you away from another character. Due to the pretty serious accusations that happened during the initial expedition to Knighthall combined with the disregard for his safety during training. Despite making up and finding an even ground to one another Steel Guardian loses influence over Percy, the whole situation made him feel ganged up on and like he can't trust certain members of the team when accidents happen.


Appearance | Danger +0, Freak +1, Savior +1, Superior +2, Mundane -1 | Potential 0/5 | Conditions: None
Percy Dorn, Indarius wrote:

He looks Diva in the eyes, "So long as you've got a damn good plan though I'll see what I can do, it's kind of the least I could do. And this feels like something only I can do, I mean... why have magic if i'm not going to use it to actually help people. Especially those who really need it like you Max. That's why I call myself a hero." The look in his eyes is full of both yearning for the possibility of adventure and to explore into helping Max with her entire situation. "Even if they don't agree all that means is it'll take longer to plan the trip."

C/s(Max): 2d6 - 1 ⇒ (5, 3) - 1 = 7

The look in Percy's eyes gives Max pause. She sits on the bench beside the young wizard. "That's the thing. I don't really have a plan. But I'm tired of just sitting around and waiting for the demons and their servants to catch up to me. They want to use me, Percy. They want to erase everything that makes me me, and just leave the monster behind. The Mailer Daemon said my 'sisters' are waiting for me at the gates of Hell. I know I need to confront them. But when I do... I don't know what I'm supposed to do. I don't know if I'll be able to beat them, or what's going to happen. That's why I need your help, and everybody else who's willing to go with me. Maybe, together, I'll stand a chance at surviving this with my soul intact."

Marking potential.

Max is quiet for a few moments, looking down at her feet. "Praetoria said she would help, too. Ugh, I feel so bad for running off with her last night and abandoning you and Caio. And now I'm dragging her back into the worst thing that's ever happened to her. You must think I'm horrible."

When you share a vulnerability or weakness with someone, ask them if they think you’re losing or gaining humanity. If they say losing, mark a condition and mark potential. If they say gaining, clear a condition and shift Mundane up and any other Label down.


Soldier | Danger -2 | Freak +1 | Savior +3 | Superior +1 | Mundane +3 | Soldier +1 Potential:▶️✴️✴️✴️✴️ | Conditions: Afraid, Guilty

As soon as the battle with the Dukkemager is finished, Caio looks around, noticing the damage to Love Bug, The that he was clearly responsible. He leaves the place in silence.

Femtite will not find Caio to thank him for the help, and Percy will not find him on his rooms when he brings the chicken.

End of Session: Growing Away from the Team. Taking Influence from Max away.


⭐️ | Danger +1 | Freak +3 | Savior 0| Superior +3 | Mundane -2 | Potential:✴️✴️✴️✴️✴️
Conditions:
☀️blissfully retired from the life!
Influence:
Chastity, Chumpchange, Connie, DD, Drake, Horizon, Indarius, Ngon, Raquel, Shane, Skyler, Valorian, ((not yet: LaQuesha, Victoria)) / Faetite

As much as Femtite would have killed Dukkemager while fearing for Connie’s life, she wasn’t about to see a pinned creature tortured.

She hopes imprisonment will not cause the fey pain.

“Being a bell clapper would of course bring thoughts of revenge. I think the fey that Connie and I met will know of a better way to prevent the Dukkemager from doing further harm.”

She says to Horizon (in front of his boss), “Thank you for coming to our aid… and for this morning, too. I do not feel ready to eat a flapjack myself, but it was nice to be included today in the morning run.

“Sorry if I was less than congenial at the door.” She turns to Whippoorwill, “As firstborn daughter of the Queen of the Lavender Spire, I think I know some things about leadership. I feel our team is in good hands with Horizon.” Turning to him, she adds, “Even if we don’t always say it.”
CS: 2d6 + 1 ⇒ (4, 5) + 1 = 10


Potential: 0/5 11A Labels: *Danger*: +1 Freak: -1 Savior: +1 Superior: +3 *Mundane*: +2 | Conditions: Guilty, Hopeless
Influence:
Influenced by: Devil Diva, Femtite / Influences: Scorch, Mosaic, Frostbite, Psyche, Ballista, PATIENT X, Sarah, Triplight, Conflux, Indarius, Femtite, SG

Aftermath at the Dorms

Horizon's gearing up to leave when Femtite speaks up on his behalf. He looks at her curiously, before standing up straighter. He's still partially cloaked in his vantablack aura - something that might seem frightening to Femtite up close. Something that if she was the size of a normal pixite would suck her in with no hope of escape.

When you share a triumphant celebration with someone, ask them if you’ve been a good leader or effective teammate. If they say yes, your mentor loses Influence over you and you mark potential. If they say no, your mentor gains Influence over you, and you take +1 forward on using the Label your mentor embodies.

Whippoorwill loses Influence, Horizon marks potential

"I really appreciate that. I really wish I could stick around longer, but every second counts right now. I'll meet up with you later, we can debrief on this event then," He tells her, nodding to his mentor. "Got to run, don't get into any more super hijinks please!" He requests, before hurriedly taking off for the skies!

Sunday Night

Connie gets a text from Shin over comms. I'm going to be on the rooftop for a bit. Would like it if you'd come up to chat.

On the rooftop of his dorms, Shin is at his usual spot, wearing a heavy coat since it was getting chilly today. Smoke curls off of the cigarette that he has in the ashtray, the pack sealed with its lighter in a plastic bag. He's watching the sky, trying to make out any stars through the cloud cover that night.


Influence:
Influenced by: Caio, Femtite, Percy, Queen Millie, Shin Influences: Caio, Candy Grrrl, Devil Diva, Femtite, Jade, Jasmine Jacobson, Percy, Ringtone, Shin, Tyg
Labels: Danger: -1 Freak: 1 Savior: 3 Superior: 3 Mundane: -2| Conditions: Afraid, Guilty | Potential 1/5 | Condition Heal/Team Hold: 2 | Diva Samples Hold: 1/2

Imagerie:
Share whatever you found. Share whatever you found. Share whatever you found. Share whatever you found!

Connie glanced down and away. "Thanks. I uh, I appreciate that. Maybe I'll give you a call about all that some time. When there's like, a lot of time to unpack stuff. But in all seriousness I'm fine. The brain blast wasn't fun, but it's not like I have no experience with my brain trying to kill me or lie to me."

***

With Femms

"I'm so glad we got away from Imagerie when we did; I hate that what's in my head could've hurt you... I'm so sorry you even had to see it."

I'll mark potential

***

Rooftops with Shin
As soon as she arrived, Connie just started giggling.

"What in the Maltese Falcon are you f@#*ing wearing?! And are you smoking a f%+#ing cigarette to look cool? Oh buddy." She laid her hand across her chest, ducking her head almost apologetically as she tried to bring it all in.

"I know, I know, I'm effortlessly charming and endearing, and that can be intimidating, but you have to channel that nervousness in a positive direction instead of dressing like the- the- the f$~~ing peer pressure hoodlum in a No Smoking ad!" She lost it again.

"I'm sorry, should I come back? I'll get sunglasses that block out all the color and a dress that shows I've got 'gams a fella'd kill for and maybe already has' - God, at least the fedora already blew off your head? I'm assuming?"

Percy is not forgotten, but I'm checking on something before the reply


Potential: 0/5 11A Labels: *Danger*: +1 Freak: -1 Savior: +1 Superior: +3 *Mundane*: +2 | Conditions: Guilty, Hopeless
Influence:
Influenced by: Devil Diva, Femtite / Influences: Scorch, Mosaic, Frostbite, Psyche, Ballista, PATIENT X, Sarah, Triplight, Conflux, Indarius, Femtite, SG

Rooftop

Shin just looks confused by Conflux's teasing and giggles. "Uh, it's cold up here so I'm wearing a jacket? I mean, it's a decent jacket," Shin says, unbuttoning it and showing off the smooth lining. Underneath he's just got on a white tee and pajama bottoms.

"It's something that I don't quite understand about this era, how they keep you from smoking indoors," Shin admits. "My father..."

He hesitates, before clearing his throat. "Anyways, I just want to touch base. You got that guy trapped in your trash can, but I don't quite get all the details. Hoping you can elaborate on that for me," He says. "...I'm also just wondering why you or Femtite didn't mention this to me when we were out jogging or having flapjacks. It sounded like you'd been investigating for a couple days at least."

He tapped the ash off of the end of the cigarette. "I'm just saying, you can trust me with stuff like this. I'm not going to brush it off as unimportant. I want you to feel that you can come to me for anything."

C&S: 2d6 + 1 ⇒ (3, 3) + 1 = 7


⭐️ | Danger +1 | Freak +3 | Savior 0| Superior +3 | Mundane -2 | Potential:✴️✴️✴️✴️✴️
Conditions:
☀️blissfully retired from the life!
Influence:
Chastity, Chumpchange, Connie, DD, Drake, Horizon, Indarius, Ngon, Raquel, Shane, Skyler, Valorian, ((not yet: LaQuesha, Victoria)) / Faetite

Femtite sees Imagerie approaching Connie. She keeps a distance and tries not to look their way, after catching herself. He really hurt her. And the roses and thorns, calling herself toxic…

She tries to comfort Conway. “I know you suffered a great loss, but there was enough of you that you found me and Connie, and we figured out the mystery. And now you and the heroines are free.”
C&S: 2d6 ⇒ (1, 1) = 2
Ohhhh, poopy.

With his collection in ruin, she can hardly complain about the damage to her Bug. She hops in, if only to stay out of the way.

☀️: Caio, is all well?
☀️: In your sudden appearance and disappearance, we never got a chance to talk.

She types and erases ’This is not about the Bug.’ Then she types and erases ’I’m not mad’ because that might be a lie. I don’t feel mad, now…

She might be mad at herself.

☀️: What a stupid question I asked you. Of course you are not well. You are hurt. I don’t know what happened because no one tells me anything, but I can see you are hurt.

She stares stupidly at the sent message. The two-second window to unsend closes. Any idiot can see that! I should mind my own business! She slumps onto the control panel of her car, crying. Mel’s gonna be so mad and I’m a princess so she won’t say anything, but only an idiot would think she isn’t mad!


ALONE WITH CONNIE . . .
“What I saw was pain, Connie. The only thing that hurt me was seeing you in pain. You don’t ever need to apologize for that.”

Femtite’s lap is warm, not hot. This may not be as fun as a movie-date, but being here for Connie means so much more. A part of her wants to stay silent… another part of her wants to tell her.

But not now. *I’m* comforting *her*, and my problems are so trivial.

Eventually Connie falls asleep in Fem’s lap. She grabs her shrunken Bug (grimacing at what now looks like kitten-scratches) and texts Connie.

Connie:
☀️: You are the only person on Earth or the Nanometeor who sees me as just a girl, and I can’t thank you enough for that.
☀️: As I’m typing this, I’m thinking about our day of running shorts and flapjacks and tattoos and Peter Pan and fairies and saving the day… and your head on my lap: this is the highlight.
☀️: Oh, and about your hand-mirror. It’s an idiot if it needs me to gaze into it to get it to work. You are the most beautiful person I know. I’m kicking myself that I said it twice to that wooden boy, and when I finally muster the nerve to say it to you, you’re asleep!
☀️: And I’ll probably be asleep when you head off to your usual rooftop meeting. Please kiss me before you go!


Influence:
Influenced by: Caio, Femtite, Percy, Queen Millie, Shin Influences: Caio, Candy Grrrl, Devil Diva, Femtite, Jade, Jasmine Jacobson, Percy, Ringtone, Shin, Tyg
Labels: Danger: -1 Freak: 1 Savior: 3 Superior: 3 Mundane: -2| Conditions: Afraid, Guilty | Potential 1/5 | Condition Heal/Team Hold: 2 | Diva Samples Hold: 1/2

"Oh this wasn't important stuff I'm keeping from you, this was a nice low-stakes Saturday investi-dateion that turned out to have a real ticking clock on it."

Connie wasn't actually counting anything, but still ticked off points on her fingers as she explained.

"A couple of days ago, Doll-guy mentioned to Femms that one of his dolls had moved inside her packaging. She didn't see any reason that might've been, so she offered to have me take a look some time. I took a look, found the old anti-fey wards for the school that had been physically and procedurally disabled, arranged a parley with the local faerie court, got the name of our perp, went to go put up the wards on Doll-guy's place, smelled a rat, smoked him out."

She shrugged, still not looking at Shin.

"If he'd been hiding better, I would've let you do the boring PTA/School Board minutes stuff. Probably you should anyways, whoever pushed for the daily ringing of the bells to be stopped needs vetting. Oh, or if you'd mentioned that two members of the Alliance including **your** mentor were MIA, I maybe would've taken the Case of the Slightly Nudged Doll a little more seriously and been prepped against brain blasts made up of my fears!"

She fixed her eyes on the heavens, fists clenched until she could ratchet her volume back down.

"Honestly, if I weren't so damn good at casually thwarting an evil fey scheme **while** taking Femms on a super cute date, you'd still be just waiting by the comm for Whip, feeling neglected.
Why didn't I come get you? I didn't need someone to throw a spooky black energy blast. So why bother coming to get you?"

Opening up for a Potential.


Potential: 0/5 11A Labels: *Danger*: +1 Freak: -1 Savior: +1 Superior: +3 *Mundane*: +2 | Conditions: Guilty, Hopeless
Influence:
Influenced by: Devil Diva, Femtite / Influences: Scorch, Mosaic, Frostbite, Psyche, Ballista, PATIENT X, Sarah, Triplight, Conflux, Indarius, Femtite, SG

Rooftop

Shin listens to Connie's explanation and complaints quietly as he takes a drag off of the cigarette, blowing the smoke off of the roof and out of the wind to keep from catching her. "I mean, you're not wrong that I don't know much about fey or magic. But I do have access to a supercomputer that has several decades worth of data on everything notable that goes on in Halcyon," He points out to her. "Including all of the magical elements that can be recorded. So the next time you play gumshoe, maybe you can ask for my help with the research instead of assuming that I can't do anything for you."

He looks at her carefully. "As for Whip, whatever magic was used on her and Imagerie to take control of them had probably been ongoing since Friday, when I was last talking to her about the Death Cap. Seems to me that there would have been no way for me to figure out they were whacked out until I followed Whip to campus. I'm just glad they're all right. I have you to thank for that."

He sighs and stretches one arm above his head. "...So what was the worst part of the brain blast? Childhood trauma? Fears about your future?" He asks. "Would have traded places with you if I could. Fighting Whip almost got me my second concussion."

C&S: 2d6 + 1 ⇒ (2, 5) + 1 = 8


Influence:
Influenced by: Caio, Femtite, Percy, Queen Millie, Shin Influences: Caio, Candy Grrrl, Devil Diva, Femtite, Jade, Jasmine Jacobson, Percy, Ringtone, Shin, Tyg
Labels: Danger: -1 Freak: 1 Savior: 3 Superior: 3 Mundane: -2| Conditions: Afraid, Guilty | Potential 1/5 | Condition Heal/Team Hold: 2 | Diva Samples Hold: 1/2

Eyes blazing, Connie met Shin's gaze for the first time.

"F$~% off."

"You bring me up here to talk about how I'm the one who's just 'playing' gumshoe and then ask me to spell s&$$ out for you after Imagerie broadcast my dirty f#*&ing laundry to the whole room? No wonder you think there was no way to figure out something was wrong before you could see the doll joints.

"Spoiler alert jackass: I was in the system for almost ten f~!+ing years before I got taken to my Forever Home. Yes, I've been through some s&#$. No, this isn't how I want to talk about it with f%!$ing anyone, and just so you know, I would much rather have taken another f#!!ing concussion.

"But hey, f!!# it. Now I know something else to plan for."

She was quiet for a moment before joining Shin at the ledge, pinching the cigarette in his hand out.

"...I had to get out of there before anyone would've, but someone's talking Conway through all this s!@%, right? I had a bad day; he was piloted like a meat-mecha by a sadistic piece of s&#+ and forced to hurt people. Someone who's better at this than you is talking to him, right?"

***

With Percy

"Yeah, exciting's a word for it. Turned out to be pretty important we dug into the doll thing, but all this looks like a much more fun day. More fun than the end at least. Nothing magical left at all though?"


Potential: 0/5 11A Labels: *Danger*: +1 Freak: -1 Savior: +1 Superior: +3 *Mundane*: +2 | Conditions: Guilty, Hopeless
Influence:
Influenced by: Devil Diva, Femtite / Influences: Scorch, Mosaic, Frostbite, Psyche, Ballista, PATIENT X, Sarah, Triplight, Conflux, Indarius, Femtite, SG

Rooftop

Shin lets her stub out the butt into ashtray, and he slips it into the plastic bag. "Imagerie's on it. Awful as it was when she turned her powers on you, she's a trained counselor and will get Conway the help he needs," He assures Conflux. "Though probably not by her, considering how traumatic it probably was for her and for Whippoorwill..."

"...I don't know how the foster system works, but it sounds like hell," Shin admits. "If it's anything like the orphanages I saw in my time, with no privacy, no one to rely on but yourself..." He shakes his head. "I'm sorry if you feel I'm prying too much. I'm just trying my best to understand you. You're...unique."

He tries to smile. It's not quite reaching his eyes. "So, ask me something. I'll be honest with you. What life was like for me in 1940, or with the Sentinels, or something that terrifies me or my favorite baseball player. I'll even tell you my mother's secret for making the perfect pot of rice."


Influence:
Influenced by: Caio, Femtite, Percy, Queen Millie, Shin Influences: Caio, Candy Grrrl, Devil Diva, Femtite, Jade, Jasmine Jacobson, Percy, Ringtone, Shin, Tyg
Labels: Danger: -1 Freak: 1 Savior: 3 Superior: 3 Mundane: -2| Conditions: Afraid, Guilty | Potential 1/5 | Condition Heal/Team Hold: 2 | Diva Samples Hold: 1/2

"Unique? Yeah I've heard that..."

She thinks for a moment before shooting back with a smirk, "What question do you most want me to ask you?"

Grand Lodge

influence Given to:
Caio, Devil Diva, Femtite
Has influence on:
Caio, Nightclaw, Devil Diva, Lua, Conflux
Influence locked out:
Mathers
Potential[x][][][][] Dragon, Silver
conditions:
| Labels- Danger:+0 Freak:+3 Savior:+3 Superior:-1 Mundane:-1 |Burn: 1
Devil Diva wrote:


The look in Percy's eyes gives Max pause. She sits on the bench beside the young wizard. "That's the thing. I don't really have a plan. But I'm tired of just sitting around and waiting for the demons and their servants to catch up to me. They want to use me, Percy. They want to erase everything that makes me me, and just leave the monster behind. The Mailer Daemon said my 'sisters' are waiting for me at the gates of Hell. I know I need to confront them. But when I do... I don't know what I'm supposed to do. I don't know if I'll be able to beat them, or what's going to happen. That's why I need your help, and everybody else who's willing to go with me. Maybe, together, I'll stand a chance at surviving this with my soul intact."

Max is quiet for a few moments, looking down at her feet. "Praetoria said she would help, too. Ugh, I feel so bad for running off with her last night and abandoning you and Caio. And now I'm dragging her back into the worst thing that's ever happened to her. You must think I'm horrible."

When you share a vulnerability or weakness with someone, ask them if they think you’re losing or gaining humanity. If they say losing, mark a condition and mark potential. If they say gaining, clear a condition and shift Mundane up and any other Label down.

Percy's face twists a bit as he listens to her, "Well we certainly can't just go barging into hell without some kind of plan. So, if you don't know what you're supposed to do I have to ask what you want to do. Are you going to confront them, tell them you aren't going to be their puppet. Pummel them into the ground and get them to exercise their 'beloved' sister from you?"

PTM(Max): 2d6 - 1 ⇒ (4, 4) - 1 = 7
How could I gain influence over you

Giving Max a chance to respond he continues trying to address her running off the other day for several days without notice. "I knew that you needed to get away. I wouldn't want to be so close to solving something only to realize you're even further from the truth. I can't imagine what you're going through with that." He tapped his foot nervously, with Max this close he could feel the presence of her demonic pheromones' but he did his best to keep his mind clear. Unsure if this is what it felt like for the others it made him more uncomfortable than anything, twisting his gut slightly.
"I think it's a good idea that you opened up to Praetoria about this, I bet she's got some unfinished business she'd like to deal with there too. You're giving her an opportunity to resolve her own erm pardon the term, but demons. It's very noble of you but I think you should be careful that you don't lose yourself in her wrath."

Percy doesn't think reaching out to someone more powerful or escaping into the arms of someone who can offer comfort is monstrous. It might not be his style, but reaching out for help is far more human than he thinks any demon would do. So Gaining humanity back, so long as she doesn't get lost in the proverbial sauce

Conflux. wrote:


"Yeah, exciting's a word for it. Turned out to be pretty important we dug into the doll thing, but all this looks like a much more fun day. More fun than the end at least. Nothing magical left at all though?"

Scratching his head he took a seat near her if there was one available, "No magical items from what I could tell, the protective runes all along the house were shattered, all the things in the storage room were either drained or have their true nature hidden. Max found a crate with the impression of the idol that changed her so that was good, said someone was pretty heavy with sin there, but couldn't track it though.".

He looked around the room, letting her take that in before he looked at her. "There was another magic user, Quincy, called himself the Game master and at first it felt like he claimed his dad was Dr. Infinity... turns out that was a lie and his dad was Infinity's apprentice. But he said we'd meet up next week to maybe talk to him. Seemed really shocked that I was able to break all of us out of his game world and then pretty effortlessly, at least in his eyes, send one of our own away."

Twisting his hands in that way he does when he needs to concentrate he prods, "Do you want to, I dunno talk about the whole incident with the fey?"
PTM(Connie): 2d6 - 1 ⇒ (3, 6) - 1 = 8
How could I get your character to 'Open up about what really happened'


Influence:
Influenced by: Caio, Femtite, Percy, Queen Millie, Shin Influences: Caio, Candy Grrrl, Devil Diva, Femtite, Jade, Jasmine Jacobson, Percy, Ringtone, Shin, Tyg
Labels: Danger: -1 Freak: 1 Savior: 3 Superior: 3 Mundane: -2| Conditions: Afraid, Guilty | Potential 1/5 | Condition Heal/Team Hold: 2 | Diva Samples Hold: 1/2

You could get Connie to elaborate on what really happened just by asking.

"Oh f!+#. F%#* f#%@ f~$%ing-f#*#. Quincy?! F++&ing Quincy?! Did he say what the f~%~ he was doing here?! It was just him, right? And are you going back to meet just him or- Also, I just about guarantee he didn't lie about Dr. Infinity being his Dad, so be aware that I'm downscaling your reliability on word-perfect detail...

"Did he hurt anyone? He's... Quincy doesn't want to hurt people, like, for its own sake, but he doesn't always... Did he? Is that where Max is?"

"You've gotta be more f@~!ing careful, Perce! You're a lot stronger than him, and he's a lot stronger than me, but if you just throw your power around, someone's gonna f!&%ing take it from you!

"Other people are strong too."

***

When Femms wakes up

Connie is sitting there watching her, but trying not to full-on stare. "You know I f$$!ed up yesterday, right?"


Potential: 0/5 11A Labels: *Danger*: +1 Freak: -1 Savior: +1 Superior: +3 *Mundane*: +2 | Conditions: Guilty, Hopeless
Influence:
Influenced by: Devil Diva, Femtite / Influences: Scorch, Mosaic, Frostbite, Psyche, Ballista, PATIENT X, Sarah, Triplight, Conflux, Indarius, Femtite, SG

Rooftop

Shin was not expecting that. He took a moment to process the question. "...I guess that would be 'Why did you choose to stay in this time?' Which is something that I'm surprised that no one has asked me."

He taps a finger on his bag, contemplating another cigarette and deciding against it - one was plenty for the night. "At first, it was because I was stuck here. No clue how the machine that transported me worked or how to reverse it. Then it was because I wanted to figure out how the version of me from this era ended up losing his way," He says. "That, uh, was a deep rabbit hole I fell into, looking for answers. Some of what my future self was responsible for was utterly deplorable. I had nightmares about what I learned was possible with our powers."

Shin tugs at his thumb. "Then I fell head over heels for someone who scared me. But I think what drew me to her the most was that she could be a failsafe to prevent me from following that same dark path. Only I was looking the other way as she stepped into darkness herself..."

He meets Conflux's eyes. "But if I'm truly being honest with myself? I'm not looking to go back not because of Dusk, or my mentor, or any relationships I've built here. It's because I've read the history. I know what I'll have to live through. Where my family will end up, how our treatment will kindle rage that I have to push down again and again because of a naive hope that if we just work as hard and diligently as other citizens and don't make any trouble we'll eventually be treated better.

Here, in this time, I don't have to keep my head down. Other people, people different from me, will actually call out the kind of abuse I pretended didn't happen walking the blocks from school to home and back again." He takes a shaky breath in, and lets it out slowly. "And I can be a real leader, and not some token to parade in front of the press. That's why I've stayed."

Conflux can take Influence over Horizon.

Grand Lodge

influence Given to:
Caio, Devil Diva, Femtite
Has influence on:
Caio, Nightclaw, Devil Diva, Lua, Conflux
Influence locked out:
Mathers
Potential[x][][][][] Dragon, Silver
conditions:
| Labels- Danger:+0 Freak:+3 Savior:+3 Superior:-1 Mundane:-1 |Burn: 1
Conflux. wrote:

You could get Connie to elaborate on what really happened just by asking.

"Oh f&~#. F+#$ f#~@ f@@%ing-f@&@. Quincy?! F*!@ing Quincy?! Did he say what the f&%$ he was doing here?! It was just him, right? And are you going back to meet just him or- Also, I just about guarantee he didn't lie about Dr. Infinity being his Dad, so be aware that I'm downscaling your reliability on word-perfect detail...

"Did he hurt anyone? He's... Quincy doesn't want to hurt people, like, for its own sake, but he doesn't always... Did he? Is that where Max is?"

"You've gotta be more f+##ing careful, Perce! You're a lot stronger than him, and he's a lot stronger than me, but if you just throw your power around, someone's gonna f#*&ing take it from you!

"Other people are strong too."

Percy waves his hands and shrinks, "Woah woah woah, pump the brakes just a little... seems you've got a bit more insight as to who this guy is. So let's start with that."

Taking a second to recompose he continues, "No he didn't hurt anyone, if anything he was pulling his punches while we were in his game world. It might just be him, and it might be him and his dad next weekend. Max left after the whole ordeal, but Quincy and all of us left on good terms, he even seemed helpful and maybe willing to work with us going forward. So tell me what you know about him?"
Will have to wrap back around to what actually happened in the fight i suppose lol


Influence:
Influenced by: Caio, Femtite, Percy, Queen Millie, Shin Influences: Caio, Candy Grrrl, Devil Diva, Femtite, Jade, Jasmine Jacobson, Percy, Ringtone, Shin, Tyg
Labels: Danger: -1 Freak: 1 Savior: 3 Superior: 3 Mundane: -2| Conditions: Afraid, Guilty | Potential 1/5 | Condition Heal/Team Hold: 2 | Diva Samples Hold: 1/2

"Quincy's my s***ty older brother who hates me. Or... hated me, maybe. I dunno, I haven't talked to him in like a year. Two years depending on what counts as talking."

"He got the impression from Dear Old Dad, or maybe just his imagination, that maybe he'd juke the whole birth order thing by bringing home some older kids so Quincy could be the Special-est Seventh, but then - oops oops oops - here comes Connie as Sweet number Six, and that's the kibosh on that whole dream. But hey, can't be mad at daddy dearest, and it's not like lil' CW is a protected favorite so..."

She screwed up her entire face to stop manically spewing forth, using a much calmer voice when she asked, "Did he do the whole drop you in a fantasy world thing? F%++. Of course you could just portal back out."

***

With Shin.

Connie laughed again, but it was less a giggle and more a dry chuckle. "Shin. Take this as you will. It would never have occurred to me to ask why you didn't want to go back to the 40s. Intentionally dropping yourself back into that pile of s&!#, especially since time travel basically can't solve anything... Yeah, I cannot imagine doing that. I know you have people back then you love, and leaving them sounds awful, but truly f&%& that noise.

"I'm giving you the benefit of the doubt and assuming that 'she broke up with me and then dated a girl' is not what you mean by 'a dark path,' so please don't disappoint me."


Appearance | Danger +0, Freak +1, Savior +1, Superior +2, Mundane -1 | Potential 0/5 | Conditions: None
Percy Dorn, Indarius wrote:

Percy's face twists a bit as he listens to her, "Well we certainly can't just go barging into hell without some kind of plan. So, if you don't know what you're supposed to do I have to ask what you want to do. Are you going to confront them, tell them you aren't going to be their puppet. Pummel them into the ground and get them to exercise their 'beloved' sister from you?"

How could I gain influence over you

”I’d like to do that,” Max says. ”I’d like to think I’m strong enough to get them to listen to me. I don’t know if I can. I definitely know I can’t do it alone. I need somebody strong in my corner, somebody who will always have my back, even if I screw up. I thought that somebody would be Caio, but now...” She trails off, her look distant.

Percy can gain Influence over Max by promising to always be there for her and not turn his back on her like Caio did.

Quote:

Giving Max a chance to respond he continues trying to address her running off the other day for several days without notice. "I knew that you needed to get away. I wouldn't want to be so close to solving something only to realize you're even further from the truth. I can't imagine what you're going through with that." He tapped his foot nervously, with Max this close he could feel the presence of her demonic pheromones' but he did his best to keep his mind clear. Unsure if this is what it felt like for the others it made him more uncomfortable than anything, twisting his gut slightly.

"I think it's a good idea that you opened up to Praetoria about this, I bet she's got some unfinished business she'd like to deal with there too. You're giving her an opportunity to resolve her own erm pardon the term, but demons. It's very noble of you but I think you should be careful that you don't lose yourself in her wrath."

Max nods. ”Thank you. You’re right. I’ve been walking a tricky tightrope between my true self and the monster the demons are trying to turn me into. I’ll try not to lose my balance.”

Shifting Mundane up and Superior down.


Conflux:

Imagerie smiles genuinely. "You're smart, strong and resilient. That doesn't make you invulnerable. Please, take me up on my offer. I apologize that my powers were used against you, but no one needs those things dredged up and thrown in their face."

====================
Femtite

Conway just looks at his hands. "You were very kind to me. When I saw you could shrink, and wear those clothes, I thought... you're perfect. And then... then that thing took me over, and thought the same thing! Except it was... possessive. I would have made you clothes to make you happy, and you'd show them off to your girlfriend and you'd both be happy. He just wanted to control you, and take you away from everyone else. I'd never put you in a box. But he'd lock you in one forever."

He clutches the sides of his head. "Those thoughts are still in me, and I hate it! I look at you and I remember what he wanted to do to you." He turns his head slightly to catch Femtite in his eye, then flinches away.

"I'm sorry. I should never see you again."

====================
Horizon

Whippoorwill remains dour and closed off during the investigation and aftermath of the Dukkemager's attack. But she pulls Horizon off to the side briefly and looks him in the eye. "I'm... sorry. Mind control's something that... is hard to prepare for. If you need some space, I'll understand."

Grand Lodge

influence Given to:
Caio, Devil Diva, Femtite
Has influence on:
Caio, Nightclaw, Devil Diva, Lua, Conflux
Influence locked out:
Mathers
Potential[x][][][][] Dragon, Silver
conditions:
| Labels- Danger:+0 Freak:+3 Savior:+3 Superior:-1 Mundane:-1 |Burn: 1
Conflux. wrote:

"Quincy's my s#~!ty older brother who hates me. Or... hated me, maybe. I dunno, I haven't talked to him in like a year. Two years depending on what counts as talking."

"He got the impression from Dear Old Dad, or maybe just his imagination, that maybe he'd juke the whole birth order thing by bringing home some older kids so Quincy could be the Special-est Seventh, but then - oops oops oops - here comes Connie as Sweet number Six, and that's the kibosh on that whole dream. But hey, can't be mad at daddy dearest, and it's not like lil' CW is a protected favorite so..."

She screwed up her entire face to stop manically spewing forth, using a much calmer voice when she asked, "Did he do the whole drop you in a fantasy world thing? F+%@. Of course you could just portal back out."

Sitting and taking in Connie's little vent about her past Percy nodded, "Yeah he looked pretty defeated.. I did a little more than portal us out though. Honestly thought about swapping our places entirely, but I don't know if i'd be a good game master." He waves a hand and in a wisp of smoke his familiar appears and flaps over to land in Connie's lap chittering and clinging at her a bit in that way that only a tiny, albeit larger than usual, flying rodent could.

"Connie I know alot of your magical talents lie in the symbolism behind things, but do you really believe in that seventh son of a seventh son stuff given what you can do? I mean.. normal people can't do what you do even if they've got the know how. You may not be as naturally gifted as him, but you've proven time and time again to be one hell of a mage in your own right, in your own unique way even. Your family doesn't know what they're missing and honestly that's their loss."
CS(Connie w/Bat friendship!): 2d6 - 1 + 1 ⇒ (2, 5) - 1 + 1 = 7
Open up get a goodie, shut down and that's okay too

Devil Diva wrote:


”I’d like to do that,” Max says. ”I’d like to think I’m strong enough to get them to listen to me. I don’t know if I can. I definitely know I can’t do it alone. I need somebody strong in my corner, somebody who will always have my back, even if I screw up. I thought that somebody would be Caio, but now...” She trails off, her look distant.

Percy can gain Influence over Max by promising to always be there for her and not turn his back on her like Caio did.

Max nods. ”Thank you. You’re right. I’ve been walking a tricky tightrope between my true self and the monster the...

Percy reached over and put his, not soaked in tea hand on Max's hand, "Look, we're in this as a team. I made you a promise to do what I can to get your back to how you were before that idol changed you. Don't think i'm going to back out now. Heck even after all of this is said and done you'll still be a member of the team, powers or not."

He looks up at the construction that's happening on the dorms from the battle the day before and lets out a short sigh. Shortly afterwards grinning and looking at Max. "So, how did you like my portrayal of the dark and daunting Mighty Paralax? Glad i'm not an evil super wizard huh?"
When you share a triumphant celebration with someone, ask them if there is any fear in their eyes when they look at you. If they say no, take +1 forward and mark potential. If they say yes, immediately shift your Danger up and Savior down.

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