TITAN-ic (Inactive)

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Male Legacy |Dan: -2|Fre: 1|Sav: 3|Sup: 1|Mun: 1| Angry, Insecure, Hopeless | Potential: 1/5 1 advancement

That's a good point, Sol. Let's take a breather, get some food...take a shower...and then we can discuss plans.


Human-ish Level i^64 game master l Team (H): 3, Team(P):2

Okay, rest and relaxation time. this is a free afternoon. you could clear a condition or two in this time. what does everyone do?


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Male Janus| Danger +2 | Freak -2 | Saviour 0 | Superior 0 | Mundane +3 | ○●Potential●○ --- ●●○○

Jae Lin does, what he regrettably calls, damage control.

It wasn't as if Kid would purposely sabatage his schedule and efforts, but he just had to make sure everything was where it needed to be. No surprises. He didn't have time for surprises.

He would make calls to work, his parents, the school, even the apartment management just to make sure bills were paid on time, schedules were unaltered, and nothing was out of place.

He'd take an hour to decompress later tonight, screaming at some faceless person on the other side of an MMO he enjoyed.


Transformed □□■■■|●●●●○ | Danger:±0 | Freak:+1 | Savior:+1 | Superior:-1 | Mundane:+2 |

Too shaken to leave the dorm room at first, Sorrel takes a very long, contemplative shower and drinks a few strawberry flavored calorie shakes. Getting dressed, Sorrel shrugs into a Carl Cosmos hoodie and matching blanket, and a pair of spandex gloves and knit legwarmers which were half-forgotten gifts. Sorrel doesn't usually spend so much time coordinating an outfit, but going out took some psyching up.

Once the strength to venture out is built, Sorrel seeks out Solmira. "I've got a thing, yeah? Like you asked for? These are night vision goggles. They're supposed to be an attachments for my usual masks." The centaur shifts hoof placement uncomfortably. The tone being used is apologetic. "Since I've got this weird eye and uncontrollable hallucination powers, I could use some high-fi-psi-tech to help me figure out what's real. Does that... I even have trouble with our technology, so I really don't know if I'm asking for something reasonable..."


Protege 2.2 | Danger -1, Freak +2, Savior +1, Superior +1, Mundane +0 | guilty, insecure | +1 ongoing to getting team in shape

Michael's body is exhausted; he collapsed in his dorm for a few hours.

Once he's rested, he decides to head out for the evening.

@Team: Anyone up for some grub? Or watching Sword of the Gods? My treat!

Anyone up for a triumphant celebration?


Female Outsider | Danger 0 | Freak 0 | Saviour 2 | Superior 0 | Mundane 1 | Afraid, Guilty | ○●Potential●○ --- ●○○○○ | 2 Advancements | Current Advice: Trust and depend on others, and let them know about me

For a while, Solmira does little, drifting through the air of her room. She's curled up into a ball, hugging her legs - her body - to herself as he unconsciously bombards the nearby area with mixed and otherwise unpleasant feelings. Any other time, she could have remained like that for a long time indeed.
But she had appearances to keep up.
Something that would only be harder with her broadcasting her every sentiment to the world around her.

"Lryudel Ypocc..."
She really needed to get that under control.

_/_/_/_/_/_/_/_/

Sorrel would find Solmira floating in the air outside, much of her skin exposed to the sun. From the palm of each hand came a coursing tendril of light as she tried to work her control of her powers. She had no idea what this might be useful for, if at all, and each one barely reached past her wrists as she tried to coil them around her arms...but it was a start. Certainly better than what she could manage before.

She spots Ricardo, and comes back to the ground, briefly doing so a little too quickly to be controlled before focus returns to her features and she steadies herself. "No need to worry. Just a brief episode. What is it, Ricardo?"
She flushes slightly as he elaborates, a pang of something passing through the air. "Oh. You...recall that. Yes." She clears her throat, taking the goggles in hand and looking them over as she regains her composure. "I had asked for something more disposable..." A brief sensation of floating passes through Sorrel's mind. "...but in light of events, this is better than what I had in mind then." Continuing to look the m over, she seems deep in focus. "Yes...ys, I know what I could do with these." There's new confidence in her voice as she looks back to Ricardo. "I could easily make something for your purposes. It would be simple. But without taking the chance to examine just what is happening...and acquiring less feeble materials, or figuring out how to make these last...it will be harder to make a solution that will operate long term."
It would be hard, but...perhaps it was what she needed. "No matter. If greater minds and superior sciences could not find a solution, naught will. It shall be done." She owed it to him, and he needed it besides.
There was absolutely no other reason that she was so resolute over this.

She pulls up her communicator as the message comes, and he can feel so much as see the confusion. "Ricardo...are grubs some sort of delicacy in this region? I hadn't thought many found them desireable as a foodstuff."


Transformed □□■■■|●●●●○ | Danger:±0 | Freak:+1 | Savior:+1 | Superior:-1 | Mundane:+2 |

Sorrel's face twists at the thought. "Grubs? Like larvas?" The centaur pulls the communicator from the hoodie's pocket.

"Oh, I think he means food. We should go relax, yeah? Eh, the goggles I don't really need back, and if they break the first time, it's better than nothing."


Male Legacy |Dan: -2|Fre: 1|Sav: 3|Sup: 1|Mun: 1| Angry, Insecure, Hopeless | Potential: 1/5 1 advancement

Sorry, I missed all of this. I cleared all my conditions during battle, so I’m good on that front.

I take a long, hot shower, washing away the intrusion. Then I call my father to do my own damage control, making sure “I” didn’t do anything that got back to him.

When I rejoin the group, the discussion of a party puts me at ease. Food would be excellent. This has been quite a day. Let’s order in, maybe watch something on TV?


Female Outsider | Danger 0 | Freak 0 | Saviour 2 | Superior 0 | Mundane 1 | Afraid, Guilty | ○●Potential●○ --- ●○○○○ | 2 Advancements | Current Advice: Trust and depend on others, and let them know about me

Have we been waiting for something?

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