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Caleb Kent

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a character in “The Descendants”, as played by Sparky Salvatore

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Full Name:
Caleb Johnathan Kent

Nicknames:
Superman: Given he possesses all the super abilities of his old man and is in fact male himself.
Darkseid: Used by the sarcastic folk in notice of his contrast from Superman
CJ: CK was already taken and still existent. Gotta get some range of new names.

Age:
24

Gender:
"Ouch."
Male

Species:
"I prefer Superhuman."
Kryptonian/Human

Sexuality:
"Whoever can keep up with me has my attention."
Heterosexual

Alignment:
Neutral


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Eye Color
Blue

Hair Color
Black

Height & Weight
6'2 & 198 lbs

Markings
"I don't have the hope symbol burned into me if that's what you're asking."
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Personality
"And so begins a new super tale."
โ—†Daring โ—†Practical โ—†Complicated โ—†Free โ—†Self-Motivated
Superman pushes so hard not to kill at any cost and has forced this lesson so insistently upon Caleb, that it in fact repels Caleb by his bound of moral code. He feels it limits all they could be and also presents adversaries with the opportunity to rise again, repeat the destruction and take something more valuable such as a life. This isn't to assume Caleb likes killing or kills for sport, but he won't have a mental tear about teaching someone the lesson they deserve or allow others to be at risk of harm. That is how he handles his own justice and represents a beacon of hope. Needless to say, he lacks the concreted sense of purpose his dad has.
He can be noble, sly, modest and cocky all in one and breathe hot and cold. Caleb mainly operates in the moment though so its all luck of the draw and mood based.

He's a rather complicated fellow, being able to like and dislike dares and challenges in one. He especially likes proving oppositions wrong when they assume he won't take action. And yet, under all the cold and mighty, is warmth. Buried in there somewhere.


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Powers:
โ—†Superhuman Strength: His strength exceeds that of any persons. 100 times over.
โ—†Superhuman Speed: He can move at incredible speeds at will.
โ—†Invulnerability: Known as the man of steel, he and his father are near indestructible and known to withstand many blasts, bullets, heats, etc.
โ—†Flight: Simply put, the power to take flight. However, being part human, his lungs cannot tolerate outer space which doesn't appeal to him. And his landing still needs some grace.
โ—†Superhuman Senses (hearing, sight, smell): At first, appearing more of a curse, mastery of his superhuman senses has instead proven convenient and a gift. He is able to attune to the smallest of senses that can make a difference in numerous situations.
โ—†Healing: In the case of injury and wound, his body rejuvenates itself for the most part.
โ—†Heat Vision: The ability to fire beams of intense heat at a target by looking at it with the conscious act of activating this power.

Weaknesses:
"The damage a green rock can do..."
โ—† Kryptonite: Originating from Krypton, these rocks hold generally detrimental effects for fellow Kryptonians.
โ—† Lead: The material blocks his super vision.
โ—† Enhanced Senses: With his superhuman senses having some level of natural operation, it is possible for a person to assault his senses.
โ—† Gluttony/Sloth: He can be quite the inactive individual if there's no life in danger or benefit for him.

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He doesn't remember much of his baby years, then again who does? But Caleb is willing to bet, even then Clark was trying to teach Caleb of his powers and that it must be used for good and all he knew of Krypton and their true blood. Even though it was all a distant cool story in his young years and Caleb's own powers didn't present themselves until his teens.
When he did finally present his powers, instead of concern or fear, Caleb showed excitement. Lois and Clark decided to withdraw him from the common school to teach him themselves and hire a tutor in a safer environment. This both accounted for Math, English, Science, History and the importance of power control. Without control they were everyones fear and enemy. This would be a special raving received by his father on a daily basis that Lois would chime into from time-to-time. And love his parents as he did, it was continuous and repetitive, which led Caleb to feelings of degradation.
He had self-control but they never allowed him to demonstrate it and kept talking at him, insisting he has to remain hidden from the world. Of course, that was never how they phrased it but it was the rough translation Caleb felt.


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PLAYED BY: Sparky Salvatore

So begins...

Caleb Kent's Story

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Magni Thorson Character Portrait: Wren Wilson Character Portrait: Enzo Nigma Character Portrait: The Incredible Hulk-Girl; Jennifer Banner-WIP Character Portrait: Alex Todd Character Portrait: Astrid Rogers Character Portrait: Thena Brynhildsdรณttir Character Portrait: Kid Arachnid/Anansi Morales Character Portrait: Variel Wolfe Character Portrait: Ethan Drake Character Portrait: Aiden Drake Character Portrait: Kamaria Munroe Character Portrait: Caleb Kent Character Portrait: Gambit/Renee LeBeau Character Portrait: Angelique Roth Character Portrait: Tommy Kyle Character Portrait: Nathaniel Bane Character Portrait: Jai West Character Portrait: Max Stark Character Portrait: Elizabeth Grey Character Portrait: Matt Grayson Character Portrait: Alexander Wilson Character Portrait: Phil Coulson Character Portrait: Alfred Character Portrait: Joker Jr Character Portrait: Kallistrate Prince Character Portrait: Cordelia Wagner Character Portrait: Cameron Stewart/Lantern Character Portrait: Lucrecia "Cree" Luthor Character Portrait: Adrienne Strange Character Portrait: Kamaria Wakandas Character Portrait: Elizabeth Natchios

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The Descendant Academy



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Descendant Academy. School for the lucky few who are the offspring of the worlds leading heroes, superheroes, villains and vigilantes. Unlike any other schools, even Xavier's school for gifted youngsters. Here they are raised, trained, educated and prepared for what the world has in store. Some preparing to take up their parent's places, while others make their own identities. Each student here arriving at different points in their lives. But that's irrelevant.

It's another day just like any other in the Academy. Phil and Alfred take the elevators down to floor L1, making their way to the lecture hall. As they made their way down the long corridor, Phil glances over the paperwork in his hands while speaking, "J.A.R.V.I.S.?" "Yes sir?" He flips over another page in his folder before adding, "Send out the alarm." "Of course sir." After a moment or two J.A.R.V.I.S.'s voice rang throughout every room in Descendant Tower, "Good afternoon ladies and gentlemen. It is now 13 00 hours. I have been requested to inform you that class will begin in 15 minutes on floor L1. Attendance is mandatory. Those whom do not attend will have to answer to Mr. Stark and Mr. Wayne." Phil clears his throat, "J.A.R.V.I.S..." The computer's voice adds in his announcement to the building, "Mr. Coulson would also like me to remind you that even the children of Mr. Stark and Mr. Wayne are subject to equal punishment for not attending. Thank you."

Alfred made his way around Phil, removing his key from his lapel, sliding it into the deadbolt and unlocking the door. He stood there, holding open the door for Coulson. "Such a late start today?" Phil laughed slightly while walking into the room, turning on the lights. "Well they aren't going to be happy about today's assignment. I figured I'd at least let them sleep in before they decided to hate me for the day," Phil smiled towards Alfred. He then walked up to the desk at the front of the room, setting down his files as Alfred enters after him asking, "May I ask what is on the agenda today?" Phil double checks his papers before replying, "Exercise 23."

Alred glanced over his shoulder at Phil, "I assume I'll be needing the crate?" Coulson chuckled as he took a seat at the front of the room. "I told you they weren't going to like us today Al."




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D E A D P O O L
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Deadpool suit, top portion hanging on hips, black sports bra & Ray Bans


Wren never did sleep like everyone else did. The last time she remembers actually sleeping she was probably a teen and still adjusting to her strange abilities. But for years her stamina has made it nearly impossible for her to get tired enough to need sleep. So while everyone else usually slept she would wonder around Descendant Tower, read books or find something else to occupy her time. If one of her classmates saw her during that time that'd probably have a heart attack because she usually is silent... Sometimes. Ok well she talks to herself on occasion but that's not her fault she'd mentally unstable.

That evening she spent her solitary time reading Homer's the Iliad. Light reading right? Having as much free time as Wren had she had plenty of time to read books, and she didn't believe in reading the same book twice. She hadn't realized how much time had passed or how engrossed she was in the book until she heard J.A.R.V.I.S.'s announcement. Wren looked over at the clock on her wall, "1 o'clock already? Jesus Homer... Stop being so needy I have places to go." She slid a book mark into the novel, slightly frustrated that she was so close to the end and had to stop. "We will continue later Homes." She sets the book down on the window seat and walks over to the closet that is her bedroom in club of a penthouse.

Wren grabbed her suit that her father gave her from the closet and tossed it onto the bed. It wasn't always her favorite thing to wear but in this place, curve balls were thrown at them when they least expected it, and she'd hate to be caught off guard in jeans. Have you ever tried to kick ass in skinny jeans? Not that easy. But that didn't mean she wouldn't make the suit her own when she wore it. Wren wiggled into her suit, but only wore the pant portion leaving the top half to dangle from her waist like many people wear their overalls, her utility belt holding it up. Deciding to keep it simple she only wore a black sports bra as a top, not really giving a rat's ass what anyone would say. Wren definitely wasn't one to wear the cliche mask unless she went out in public, so she just tucked it away in her belt.

As she made her way towards the elevator, she grabbed her ipod and sunglasses from the table near the doors, then pressed the down button. While waiting Wren put on her Ray Bans, and put in her ear buds, pressing shuffle. The elevator opened as the song Chandelier by Sia begins to blast in her ears. She enters the elevator, pressing L1 before she begins to go down. As she slowly makes her descension, Wren begins to bounce around and dance to the music.

The doors open up to the main hall that leads down the center of floor L1. Once the doors were open completely, she slides out into the corridor like Tom Cruise belting out the lyrics to the song, "I'M GONNA SWINGGGGGG FROM THE CHANDELIERRRR!!!! FROM THE CHANDELIERRRRRR!!" Wren bobs her head, twirling and strutting down the long hallway not caring who sees her. "Help me, I'm holding on for dear life. Won't look down, won't open my eyes. Keep my glass full until morning light, 'cause I'm just holding on for tonight, On for tonight, On for tonigh-" Just as she reaches Alfred who's standing outside the classroom, she freezes mid-step, mid-song and mid-dance when she sees the crate sitting on the ground before him.

Wren pulls her earbuds out, "Al... please tell me you're just pulling a prank on me?" Alfred sent an apologetic smile towards her as he outstretches his right hand towards her. "I'm afraid not Miss Wilson... All weapons please." She rolled her eyes, scoffing slightly as she grabs the pair of pistols from her thigh holsters, setting it in Al's hand. He set the gun in the crate, then looked back towards her. "What!?" Al cleared his throat, motioning for her to hand over more. "Oh for fucks sake!" She reaches behind her back grabbing the pistol that was tucked into the back of her pants, setting it in his hand. She then bends over pulling 2 bowie knives that were tucked into her boots. Wren then holds out her hands before rotating in a circle so he can look her over. "Did I pass the inspection?" Al managed a soft chuckle before extending his hand once more, "Phone too miss." She growled, squinting her eyes as she set her phone in his palm. "You're lucky I like you pops."

Now that she was completely stripped of every comfort she had on her other than her clothing, Wren made her way into the classroom. She didn't hesitate to walk right up to the front row center, spinning a chair around so she could sit on it backwards, straddling the back. "You know, if we wanted to kill each other we would've already."




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R I D D L E R
T H E 0 B R A I N


H E X C O D E
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Black slacks, spats, black silk shirt with green question mark pattern, green suspenders & green bolder hat


Enzo, unlike most of his classmates, had his shit together for lack of a better term. He knew when class was before the bogus announcement from J.A.R.V.I.S. He was sure at that moment many of them would be stumbling out of bed and rushing to get ready and get to class in time. The thought made him chuckle as he finished shaving his face, then rinsed his face with water from the sink. Enzo looked back up at his reflection as his ran his wet hands back through his hair, slicking it back as he walked back out to his bedroom. Making his way over to his bed, he pushed his suspenders off of his shirtless torso letting them to fall to a rest on either side of his legs. He grabbed the black silk shirt covered with the green question marks, slipping his arms into the sleeves before he began to button it.

Enzo always enjoyed playing with the stereotype his father started behind the Riddler persona, taking pride in dressing similarly to how his dad used to. He always dressed in formal wear so it wasn't much different except everything he owned was either green, black or purple and almost always had a question mark on it somewhere. After all, he is the Riddler right? When his shirt was buttoned, he tucked it into his slacks, then tugged his suspenders back up. Tucking his cane under his left arm, he made his way towards the elevator. Enzo pressed the down button before reaching over and grabbing the green bolder hat that hung on the coat rack. And for his own amusement he flipped it up in the air, catching it perfectly atop his head just before the doors opened.

Patiently, Enzo road the elevator down the many floors towards level L1, resting his hands on his cane that he had standing before him. As the doors slid open he slowly made his way down the long corridor. The only sound to be heard was the clicking of his dress shoes on the tile and the tapping of the cane's base in sync with his stride. Upon reaching the class room he saw Al waiting. Enzo raised a suggestive brow before rolling his eyes. He didn't need to wait until Al extended his hand towards him to know what he wanted. Reluctantly, he held out his golden question mark cane. "Not a scratch Al."

After forfeiting his weapon Enzo entered the classroom, seeing the rather enthusiastic Wren sitting up front, seemingly bothering Phil. No doubt she was complaining about the restrictions to firearms and weapons in the classroom that day. Luckily for him, she was too preoccupied to notice his entrance and he'd rather keep it that way. So as quietly as he could, he slipped into a chair towards the back of the room. He then leaned back in his chair, crossing his feet and entangling his fingers in his lap patiently.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Magni Thorson Character Portrait: Wren Wilson Character Portrait: Enzo Nigma Character Portrait: Astrid Rogers Character Portrait: Thena Brynhildsdรณttir Character Portrait: Kid Arachnid/Anansi Morales Character Portrait: Ethan Drake Character Portrait: Aiden Drake Character Portrait: Caleb Kent Character Portrait: Tommy Kyle Character Portrait: Nathaniel Bane Character Portrait: Max Stark Character Portrait: Elizabeth Grey Character Portrait: Alfred Character Portrait: Cameron Stewart/Lantern Character Portrait: Lucrecia "Cree" Luthor Character Portrait: Elizabeth Natchios Character Portrait: Kain

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ImageHe, like the others responded to the good robot thing announcing a mandatory class in 15 minutes by leaving his luxurious penthouse and pressing L1 as required. The elevator moved quickly to the floor and even in that brief silence, he thought it could do with some modifying and some elevator music. Just because he was easily labelled evil, didn't mean he had lack of interests or enjoyment. Music was one of them.

Stepping onto the first floor, he saw Alfred and his crate which generally implied confiscation of weapons. Kain sighed out before approaching and rolled his neck around, trying to lose the tension there. Before he forfeited his weapons, he held up a finger that was oddly not in objection. "Elizabeth forfeited hers?" Standing on purely neutral territory or at least not favoring those inclined to do bad, he granted no response. Kain smirked, rolled his eyes and reached into his black jean pocket, pulling out a pack of cards and dumped them into the crate, catching glimpses of other interesting weapons as he did so trying to pair the weaponry to the individual. Alfred shifted, not letting Kain observe and calculate beyond his time. In turn, Kain's gaze shifted back to the butler and he went to step into the room. "Mr. Python," he prompted.
So he probably wasn't the first to try or Alfred knew the cunning of Kain too well. He looked off and sighed out his nose as he gave up his nifty little belt of small hunting knives then outstretched his arms for Alfred to pat him down. "Your power is your wisdom old man." He smirked when Alfred waved him through the room. "And it's Kain. Just Kain."
Kain's hazel eyes drifted through the present people. The green clan was slowly assembling. And Max Stark was looking popular with Ethan and his favorite girls; Cree and Elizabeth. Both favorites for different reasons. Even Ethan could bump up to a favorite list if he robbed a bank from time to time with his abilities. Kain shook himself out of it and tried not to get caught up on who to prioritize if they went rogue. Because the if in this place was huge.

He moved where Natchios sat, leaving one seat between them. "Don't let my presence bother you sweetheart,"he said pressing his tongue to his cheek to poorly cover a menacing grin. "You got a pen?"





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ImageFor a man with superspeed as a power, Caleb moved slowly, trudging to the elevator. 15 minutes was plenty anyway, though he had already spent 10 simply remaining in place.

Caleb never wielded weapons or carried them around seeing as his body was one enough and that was known to many people. Caleb wasn't gifted at wielding weapons anyway. "Good afternoon Mr. Kent. No weapons on your being today either I assume?" Caleb shook his head. "Nope." And as easy as that, entered the classroom. He would've been happier sitting with Magni but unfortunately the male's current company, Wren, repelled Caleb from the idea. She could just talk, and talk, and talk. Even when Magni struggled for real conversation that was kinda cringable. He searched for another option. He could have equally sat alone and waited for someone to be stuck next to him or choose to sit by him on the off chance but he was in the mood for company.
He super-sped to the seat near Astrid then smiled brightly. "Hey, Astrid. Thena." He greeted as she was close enough. "Training sesh at this time... What do you think's up with that?" It wasn't a bugging curiosity just a conversation opener.

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Character Portrait: Magni Thorson Character Portrait: Wren Wilson Character Portrait: Enzo Nigma Character Portrait: Astrid Rogers Character Portrait: Kid Arachnid/Anansi Morales Character Portrait: Ethan Drake Character Portrait: Aiden Drake Character Portrait: Caleb Kent Character Portrait: Gambit/Renee LeBeau Character Portrait: Tommy Kyle Character Portrait: Max Stark Character Portrait: Elizabeth Grey Character Portrait: Matt Grayson Character Portrait: Alfred Character Portrait: Cameron Stewart/Lantern Character Portrait: Lucrecia "Cree" Luthor Character Portrait: Adrienne Strange Character Portrait: Elizabeth Natchios

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ImageRenee had been awake about a two hours before J.AR.V.I.S' message. After Anansi's party, she'd gone to bed, without changing so she made it a point to wake up earlier to take a nice long bathe....that took her a bit longer than she intended. She dressed in her combat gear, but she took her time with her make up and hair. She was battle ready that didn't mean she had to look bummy. By the time she was done, she was impressively late.

She grabbed her cards and her father's bo staff and made her way to L1 where Alfred greeted her. "Morning, Ms. Lebeau." He said and she smiled politely, coughing up her cards, the bo staff that she twisted and compacted into a 6 inch baton, also removed her phone as well. "G'Mornin', Mr. Pennyworth, you must forgive mah tardiness," she said with her southern drawl and cajun flare. "You made it just in time, Ms. Lebeau, though this it new for you." He said and she shrugged. "I know, and I'm so sorry, it's just been one of d'em mornin's, can't say it won't 'appen again, but I'll try mah best." The cajun girl said and Alfred gave her a smile and let her pass. "Very Good, Ms. Lebeau"

Once inside, she scanned the room. Everyone was pretty much there. Alfred was right, it was new, she was rarely late for classes, but the bath she took, a little longer then she intended, but it was worth it, she smelled of lavender, and it followed her into the room.

"Hey, Renee!" Anansi called, waving from where she sat with Tommy and Liz. "Hey, Suga!" she said, with a finger wave before making her way toward the twins. Her oldest and closest friends. "Mornin' boys. Cree-girl." she said, as she blew all kisses as she took a seat beside Aiden. "Sorry, I'm late, but it takes time to look dis good." she said gesturing to herself with a laugh. "Just teasin"

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Character Portrait: Magni Thorson Character Portrait: Wren Wilson Character Portrait: Enzo Nigma Character Portrait: Alex Todd Character Portrait: Astrid Rogers Character Portrait: Kid Arachnid/Anansi Morales Character Portrait: Ethan Drake Character Portrait: Aiden Drake Character Portrait: Caleb Kent Character Portrait: Gambit/Renee LeBeau Character Portrait: Tommy Kyle Character Portrait: Jai West Character Portrait: Max Stark Character Portrait: Elizabeth Grey Character Portrait: Matt Grayson Character Portrait: Alfred Character Portrait: Cameron Stewart/Lantern Character Portrait: Lucrecia "Cree" Luthor Character Portrait: Adrienne Strange Character Portrait: Elizabeth Natchios

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Magni eyed Wren curiously as she seemed to space out. Once she spoke again he was still rather confused. What was she talking about? "I thought you could not become ill? How would you have the plague?" He asked. He then sniffed the air to get a good whiff of her odor. "And as for your odor, it is no more unpleasant than the next human." He assured her. Why she would care if others sat near her was beyond him. He didn't care either way. Everyone was of little concern to the Asgardian Prince. Though he did find Wren....amusing at times.

"Yes, the Iliad. Sometimes referred to as the Song of Ilion, or the Song of Ilium. By the author Homer. Depicting the destruction of Troy." He stated. Thor had made it a point for him to be familiarized with some of the Midgard literature. "Father thought it best if I was familiar with human literature. I do not see the point in it." He explained. "Greeks are so......dramatic. A feeble people to be sure." He added with a note of contempt. Pfft, Greek Gods, as if. His attention was then brought back to Wren as she motioned around them.

"No. I have already decided to sit here. I shan't move." He asserted. "You are as adequate company as the next." He assured her. "You as uninteresting to me as the next." He added as he gestured around them. "Besides, what evidence do you have that you are the reason they avoid sitting up here? Perhaps it is me. Not that I care. Makes no difference to me if you, or anyone sits near me." He stated in a rather cold manner that is common for him. He wasn't really trying to make her feel better or anything, he was just stating his opinion.

And then they were joined by Jai West, the son of the Flash. Magni was barely able to keep up with his super fast speaking as he spoke to Wren. And then he turned to Magni. Magni rolled his eyes as he spoke. Like super strong? Sort of a God? He was super strong, and he was a God. "My strength knows no bounds, and I am a God." He corrected the speedster. "Very well. Only if you give me the same curtsy." Magni replied as he cracked his knuckles with a rather bloodthirsty look in his eye. "I wish to see a human body turned into a puddle."

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[color-#000052]"I don't need charity."[/color] Tommy replied to Anasri's offer. He looked down at his hands as he twiddled his thumbs. "Well, in all fairness Magni is a lot lighter on his feet than he appears. Seriously, I bet he'd be a good dancer if you know he didn't want to go all Conan the Barbarian on everything." Tommy pointed out followed by a slight chuckle as he imagined Magni dancing. "Besides, isn't that kinda cheap talk coming from you guys? You guys have always had powers. Webhead you're about as fast, and agile as me without even trying. And Liz....well you can probably bench press as much as I can without using your arms."

"Meh whatever. I can be just as adaptable with my claws." Tommy added as he placed his hands behind his head, and leaned back in his chair. They were soon interrupted by the arrival of Renee, fashionably late of course. Tommy gave her a small nod hello. He then noticed Matt in the room, and slightly scuffed at his presence. "Well there's the nephew. Wonder where the niece is?" He muttered to himself. Well it was loud enough for those near him to hear him, but it was not directed to anyone.

Tommy chuckled slightly to himself as he thought of ways to mess with Matt. Since he had to give up his phone he could easily steal it from the old man, and feel it full of dude-on-dude action. Or maybe just animals going at it. He's not quite sure which would be funnier. He then glanced over at Liz who probably heard his thoughts about pranking Matt. 'Don't judge me. I'm a petty, petty man.' He thought to himself in case she was listening in on him.

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Character Portrait: Magni Thorson Character Portrait: Wren Wilson Character Portrait: Enzo Nigma Character Portrait: Astrid Rogers Character Portrait: Thena Brynhildsdรณttir Character Portrait: Kid Arachnid/Anansi Morales Character Portrait: Aiden Drake Character Portrait: Caleb Kent Character Portrait: Gambit/Renee LeBeau Character Portrait: Tommy Kyle Character Portrait: Nathaniel Bane Character Portrait: Jai West Character Portrait: Elizabeth Grey Character Portrait: Matt Grayson Character Portrait: Lilith Isley

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Lilith was training which was never really a hobby like it was for others but it was more of a necessity for her. So many others had some higher level of fighting skill or strength, meanwhile her powers could be countered and were based on manipulation. She needed physical power behind her small frame rather than rely on some superman, or someone of the sort to rescue her.
"Good afternoon ladies and gentlemen. It is now 13 00 hours. I have been requested to inform you that class will begin in 15 minutes on floor L1. Attendance is mandatory. Those whom do not attend will have to answer to Mr. Stark and Mr. Wayne." With that, she sighed out gently patting the boxing bag and threw on her cardigan. "Mr. Coulson would also like me to remind you that even the children of Mr. Stark and Mr. Wayne are subject to equal punishment for not attending. Thank you." She smiled slightly and moved to the elevator. L1. Behind her back, she entwined her own fingers together.

When she saw Alfred waiting, she tilted her head. "All good news I hope?" She gestured to the crate.
"That depends on how you care to interpret it. Your weapons will have to be temporarily surrendered from this point on, Miss Isley."
Her brows shot up with an amused smile. "Unlike my fellow acquaintances I don't play armed and paranoid carrying those objects around. Besides, not all weapons can be surrendered." She tapped her lips in hint then smiled sweetly. "May I pass?"
With an evident internal sigh and even roll of the eyes Alfred responded, "Go right ahead."
She brushed pass him, joining the others. She scanned her options as her pace slowed around the room. One row from the back would have to do her, seeing as the back row consisted of an interesting make-up. She turned her chair to face Enzo and Nathaniel.
And dear Enzo looked to be agitated. She smiled a little, assuming Aiden found some nerve switch of his but would quickly become preoccupied in Renee. For now though, she stayed quiet as a spectator, scanning the peculiar back row.

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ImageThere was a random burst of air beside her, followed by Caleb to be revealed in the seat so casually and a big fat bright grin of his. Well it was only a guess of two when flying colors flashed towards people in here. Jai or Caleb.
She could only pray this would be one of their tame conversations, from whatever departed his mouth. Of course it bothered her to bits and probably other women that he countered his attractive looks by some of the things he said and boasting. Such a waste of potential. "Hey, Astrid. Thena. Training sesh at this time... What do you think's up with that?" He couldn't have said it in a more detached tone if he tried. But at least it was tame. Astrid glanced to Thena, seeing if she could magically provide some satisfactory answer for him. "Hi. And I don't know? Likely something physical and of mild intensity at the least." She supplied her response anyway.
"I should have had some coffee," she muttered as the likelihood kicked in.

Her eyes shifted back to the front of the class and she saw Magni giving Jai one of his lust for battle looks as he cracked his knuckles. She grabbed Caleb's arm ready to push him forward as interference if need be. "He's not actually going to hit him is he?" She asked wide eyed.

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Character Portrait: Magni Thorson Character Portrait: Wren Wilson Character Portrait: Enzo Nigma Character Portrait: Astrid Rogers Character Portrait: Kid Arachnid/Anansi Morales Character Portrait: Ethan Drake Character Portrait: Aiden Drake Character Portrait: Caleb Kent Character Portrait: Gambit/Renee LeBeau Character Portrait: Tommy Kyle Character Portrait: Nathaniel Bane Character Portrait: Jai West Character Portrait: Max Stark Character Portrait: Elizabeth Grey Character Portrait: Matt Grayson Character Portrait: Phil Coulson Character Portrait: Alfred Character Portrait: Cameron Stewart/Lantern Character Portrait: Lucrecia "Cree" Luthor Character Portrait: Adrienne Strange Character Portrait: Kamaria Wakandas Character Portrait: Kain Character Portrait: Lilith Isley

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Image"Hi. And I don't know? Likely something physical and of mild intensity at the least." Astrid responded. He nodded along and shrugged. He didn't even have a guess or care much for one. Whatever happened, happened. They were along for the ride once they entered the classroom. And Caleb was fairly certain he could take whatever came his way. "I should have had some coffee," she added after a moment.
"Maybe you should have." He agreed. "Obviously you need whatever substance you can to be in peak condition." He smirked at her.

When Astrid grabbed his arm he looked down at her hand then up at her startled face. "He's not actually going to hit him is he?" Caleb followed her gaze to see Magni and Jai and Wren just kicking back. Magni looked moments away from throwing a punch, that much was right. "I don't know. Depends." To finish any prompts of what, he continued. "It depends if Jai moves fast enough or if Magni's that determined to hit him." He replicated a casual shrug and smile. Little fights were entitled to break out in the academy. Not everyone saw eye to eye and some people would literally ask to test the others skill. He didn't need his super hearing to gather that was likely the case. If it were a heated instance, the room would be upside down.

Phil begun his speech up the front of the class and Caleb glanced to Astrid. "Relax." She was such a den mother. When his ears caught to save the civilian. They didn't even get to pick their partners from a hat. Again, he looked to his closest company hearing Phil announce the pairs are based on relationships and similar power. The arena accounting for their strengths and weaknesses. Astrid and he struggled to work together so he was a little worried they'd be at each other's throat for this one. "Good guess," he muttered. He rolled his eyes back to the front and awaited the pairing.




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Image"What a depressing sight." Matt simply cocked his head back to confirm the face to the voice he was familiar with and grinned. "Hey, stranger." He admittedly thought himself a little more clever than he was for playing on her name in that way. "I'm sorry my face makes you feel that way. But me and Casper go way back. And we have a silent bond and you're actually ruining this intimate moment." He shifted in his seat to look at her from a more comfortable position, making a show of wrapping his arm around the spare seat. "How have you been today anyway?" His grin returned and poor act dropped.

Pretty soon, Phil was gaining the students attention, causing him to turn back to the front. He didn't entirely like what was being said about exploiting weaknesses but at least he was outright about it. And then like Wren had asked he was waiting for the real punch line. "Er, that doesn't sound promising," he commented quietly. "We're pretty much an even pair right?" He asked Adrienne, though his focus shifted so intensely she could have crept away by that time. He just wanted to delude hope and be paired with someone he could have at least half trust. "Any questions?" Matt looked around. He personally had none for the moment but there were always those productive ones that he didn't think of until they were brought up.

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Character Portrait: Magni Thorson Character Portrait: Wren Wilson Character Portrait: Enzo Nigma Character Portrait: Alex Todd Character Portrait: Astrid Rogers Character Portrait: Thena Brynhildsdรณttir Character Portrait: Kid Arachnid/Anansi Morales Character Portrait: Ethan Drake Character Portrait: Aiden Drake Character Portrait: Caleb Kent Character Portrait: Gambit/Renee LeBeau Character Portrait: Tommy Kyle Character Portrait: Nathaniel Bane Character Portrait: Jai West Character Portrait: Max Stark Character Portrait: Elizabeth Grey Character Portrait: Matt Grayson Character Portrait: Phil Coulson Character Portrait: Alfred Character Portrait: Joker Jr Character Portrait: Lucrecia "Cree" Luthor Character Portrait: Adrienne Strange Character Portrait: Elizabeth Natchios Character Portrait: Lilith Isley

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"Good afternoon ladies and gentlemen. It is now 13 00 hours. I have been requested to inform you that class will begin in 15 minutes on floor L1. Attendance is mandatory. Those whom do not attend will have to answer to Mr. Stark and Mr. Wayne." Alex initially ignored him. She didn't care for showing up to class today she wasn't I the mood and she could simply use Bruce to her advantage this time. "Mr. Coulson would also like me to remind you that even the children of Mr. Stark and Mr. Wayne are subject to equal punishment for not attending. Thank you." Alex tossed in her bed. "Fuck."

"The one time a month I actually get sleep in and this fucking school is making me show up to class." Alex mumbled as she pushed herself out of bed. Her bed was hardly ever used and went back in it's little hiding compartment once she was out. Her penthouse had a very futuristic feel to it with hand scanners to deploy the hidden features of the room, her own lab, and a complete weapons arsenal that was enough to make Deadpool wet. She put her hand on one of the panels and a door slid open. She slipped into her closet and changed before popping back out and taking her pick on weapons for today.

Alex went into her weapons room next to decide what toys she wanted for the day. She grabbed her favorite Colt 1911 and strapped it to the left side of her hip and also grabbed the tiny but still deadly Colt Mustang. Her 1911 held actual bullets in it while she used the Mustang as another way to concentrate her starbolts through. The amount of blades she grabbed next were too many to count and she finished it off with a few little bombs and gadgets of hers.

Now that she was loaded up, it was time to head to class.

Alex must've had terrible timing because once she was in the elevator... He was there. Alex stared forward and did her best to ignore him. "Well, well, well... What do we have hear." Alex attempted to try and listen to anything else but him but it didn't work. She just needed to keep her cool for long enough. Though that was unlikely. And of course, he continued to antagonize her. "You're dressed a lot like your father today. Is it a special occasion? His birthday, perhaps? Do tell so I can run a little message along to him." He began to laugh and Alex clenched her fists as he continued. "Though I'm not sure he's in any position to be receiving messages." He pointed at the ring around her neck that belonged to Jason.

That was it. Alex wasn't going to take the high road.

Alex spun around and landed a fist square onto his nose. Junior flew to the back of the elevator laughing with a very much broken and bloody nose. "Tsk tsk, Alex. What would Bruce think?" The elevator stopped at their floor and Alex grabbed him by his green shirt before tossing him out onto the floor and then hitting him with another Tamaranean punch. All Junior did was laugh.

Alex picked him up again and punch him scared in the Jaw. She made sure it was hard enough to make him slam against the classroom doors. Alex then tackled him they both came crashing through the door. Junior was actually fighting back at this point for the sake of getting out. He landed a few good hits on Alex but he looked much worse than her. Alex punched him again and then lifted him up with her Mustang up under his chin and it began to glow green. "Give me one good reason why I shouldn't blast your head off right now."

"I can give you three." It was Coulson. "One, you'll go to Arkham Prison... Again. Two, you get to deal with the Wrath of Bruce. And three, no dance for you." Alex let go of Junior only because of the threat for going to prison. The others didn't phase her.

Alfred came in front of her with a bin. "You're weapons, Master Todd." Alex was reluctant to give up her babies but she did eventually comply. She put her two guns in first before taking off her blaster. Now it was time to grab her knives. She took out one that was tied around her neck and under her shirt, another small one hidden in her sleeve, the throwing stars in her inside jacket pocket, the one strapped horizontally on the back of her belt, another in her pocket, and two in her boots. Alfred shook the bin. "Everything." Alex sighed and grabbed the bombs she hid in her jacket and the other gadgets she was hoping to test today. "You will also have to change shows, Miss." Of course Alfred would know she had hidden blades that popped out in her boots.

Alex took off her boots and tossed them into the bin when she caught sight of a pair of sneakers. She put them on and they were exactly her sixe. He came prepared. Alex thought before she moved over to her group of friends. It felt weird having eyes on her thanks to the entrance she made but she just ignored them. She saw Jai and Magni still standing up like they too were ready to throw down. Alex folded her arms. "The fuck are you guys staring at? Get your dumb asses in those chairs before I decide to make you both look worse than Junior." It was clear Alex was not in a good mood and nor did she feel like with any retaliation from anyone. She was one wrong step away from blasting someone's head off. The only one safe would be Wren who now sat on her right while Jai was seated to her left. Wren was one of the very select few safe from her wrath.

Alex looked back to see Junior taking his bloody self next to his boyfriend, Enzo, with a huge smirk spread across his face. He began to whisper something into his ear but Alex decided not to listen in. It was probably perverted and something she really didn't want to hear. Instead she tried to focus on class and not get kicked out this time.

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Character Portrait: Alex Todd Character Portrait: Astrid Rogers Character Portrait: Thena Brynhildsdรณttir Character Portrait: Caleb Kent Character Portrait: Phil Coulson Character Portrait: Alfred Character Portrait: Joker Jr Character Portrait: Cordelia Wagner

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Thena was sitting one seat away from Astrid when Caleb filled it with his being. Sometimes Thena didn't understand why people would use their powers for the simplest things but then again she had sometimes did it herself. "Hey, Astrid. Thena." His smile radiated like the sun and that made Thena want to squint her eyes a bit while looking at him. It wasn't at all a compliment nor an insult, it just bothered her a bit that he looked too happy. "Caleb" Thena greeted casually before opening her legs a bit and sitting forward, much like a male would do. She was silent for the couple of seconds that Caleb talked because she wasn't quite sure if it was direct just to Astrid or the both of them but Thena soon spoke up once more after Astrid gave her that look and gave a response of her own. "Yup, looks like we are going to have loads of fun today." said Thena while shaking her head and averting her gaze towards the floor.

"I should have had some coffee," Thena rose her head slightly, enough to look at Astrid from the corner of her eye. " I prefer the pepsi but coffee is also good." she nodded slightly, agreeing with herself before her gaze moved to the front of the room over where they landed on the brute and energizer bunny. "He's not actually going to hit him is he?" The lovely Astrid prepared to toss Caleb into any drama that might happen but Thena only smirked and sat back with arms crossed. " I don't know, the oh so mighty prince of strength could use a good knock on his ass." Thena had no doubt that Jai might get knocked off his feet with a good timed punch from Magni but if there was a chance that the energizer bunny could do some damage then why the hell not?

The asgardian managed to catch the part where Phil said that anyone who skipped the class or didn't get here on time would get an automatic failure which instantly made Thena think of Cordelia. The girl was always late to class but Thena hoped that Lia would at least get here before training started or not she'd probably scold her again. Her train of thought snapped back to the class room when Alfred began calling out the students that couldn't bring certain things into training today. For a second Thena all but forgot about the pointy armor she had on her right shoulder. A sigh escaped her lips as she unfastened it, got up and walked over to the crate dumping it in there. Once back at her seat Thena rubbed her shoulder where the armor use to be as it felt a bit naked. For the rest of the announcement from Alfred Thena sat with her arms crossed and her neutral poker face on.

Honestly she was looking forward to the training while at the same time she wasn't. Out of nowhere two bodies crashed into the room which caused Thena to snapped her head towards the loud noise. The surprise on her face was evident as she noticed the two bodies taking blows were Alex and Junior. Her eyes followed every movement, something inside her wanted to break up the fight but then again, knowing Junior he must have said something to set her off and again he usually deserved what had coming to him. He's good at that and if it wasn't for the smart and pushy mouth of his Thena would like him a bit more. The fight ended though with Phil talking Alex down and making her change into sneakers after making her give up all her weapons. After eyeing the redhead for a minute after she sat down Thena returned her gaze towards the ground. There was something bothering her, something at the back of her mind that was just poking at her and she didn't know what.

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Character Portrait: Wren Wilson Character Portrait: Alex Todd Character Portrait: Astrid Rogers Character Portrait: Joker Junior Character Portrait: Thena Brynhildsdรณttir Character Portrait: Caleb Kent Character Portrait: Jai West Character Portrait: Phil Coulson Character Portrait: Alfred Character Portrait: Kain

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Liz returned Max's smile, their relationship was strange. They were distant but at the same time they were together, hard to explain. Liz had always had a crush on him but it took awhile for them to actually get together and even then it wasn't a normal relationship.

Liz turned toward the entrance of the class seeing who was showing up after her; Thena, who she talked to now and then. Astrid, she didn't really talk to her but she didn't hate her either. Caleb, arrogant unlike his father but she was friendly to him. Renee, an interesting girl. Jai, lots of talking from him but it was tolerable. Lastly, Kain. It was an obvious hate between Kain and herself but it was mostly hate from her end and annoyance from his. He used her hate towards him to get under her skin and it usually worked. Which is why she tensed up when he decided, purposely, to sit a seat away from her.

"Don't let my presence bother you sweetheart," She rolled her eyes, he knew damn well his presence would make her skin crawl. "You got a pen?" She finally turned to him "I don't think you'll need one, and even if you did I wouldn't give you one." With that she turned away from him and was determined to ignore him for the rest of the time they had left of sitting there.

She didn't pay much attention to the conversations that were happening in the class but Wren's was hard to ignore, especially when a dream, of Jai's, about her being in a coconut bikini top was mentioned. It was interesting to hear her reaction to it and hilarious. She couldn't imagine if anyone said that to her in front of everyone in class. Jai was nearly as talkative as Wren, which is probably why they got along so well. She couldn't handle either one for too long but Jai was tolerable for her.

She turned her attention to Phil and Alfred, who had moved to Phil's side, as they revealed the exercise for the day. Five minutes to 'save the citizen' without your weapons? Well at least some of us have powers That was her thought until he mentioned that the exercise would exploit each of their weaknesses which was not good for her, or anyone really. Her weaknesses usually dealt with her image of herself and the obvious human thing.

Everything was interrupted by Alex and Joker Jr in the middle of a physical fight which was quickly cooled down. Though Alex was still boiling everything cooled down. Joker Jr was probably the one to start it, not physically of course. He's more of the mental and emotional fight starter. He digs at your emotions that will most likely have an effect on you until you overload. Liz didn't like that, well no one really did and she also had Kain to worry about.

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Character Portrait: Magni Thorson Character Portrait: Enzo Nigma Character Portrait: Alex Todd Character Portrait: Astrid Rogers Character Portrait: Aiden Drake Character Portrait: Caleb Kent Character Portrait: Gambit/Renee LeBeau Character Portrait: Nathaniel Bane Character Portrait: Max Stark Character Portrait: Matt Grayson Character Portrait: Phil Coulson Character Portrait: Alfred Character Portrait: Adrienne Strange Character Portrait: Charlie Barton

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"I'm sorry my face makes you feel that way. But me and Casper go way back. And we have a silent bond and you're actually ruining this intimate moment." As Matt looped his arm over "Casper's" shoulders, Adrienne forcefully suppressed a smirk. Instead, her brows rose in a faux solicitous expression, "In that case, perhaps I should leave you two to your liaison and find someone else to vex." She pointedly looked about the room, seemingly searching for someone else to join.

Matt's pitiful persona melted into a wily grin as he looked at her, "How have you been today, anyway?"

Adrienne opened her mouth to shun Matt for his unoriginal choice of conversation starter, when the doors swept open once more, and a bloodied pair stumbled into the room. Honestly, the activities hadn't even starting and already someone was sporting a bloody lip and a black eye. Adrienne curiously watched as the pair lumbered to the respective seats, before commenting over her shoulder, "Better than them, from the looks of things."

"Alright then," Phil Coulson wasn't a particularly large man, and yet his voice seemed overwhelm every other mutter, murmur, and remark in the room. Adrienne swiveled around, turning her attention from Matt as the agent began his rundown of whatever exercise they were about to participate in.

"As you guys can very well assume today's class time and training is nothing like our ordinary classes. Well, if you can call them ordinary. Out of the kindness I have allowed you all extra time to sleep in... or do whatever it is you all do in the mornings." He made a shooing motion with his hand before continuing, "This exercise is going to test you all on varying levels that will exploit your weakest levels. Alfred and I have been around you all a long time. At least, long enough to know what each of your strengths and weaknesses are." Hmph, what weaknesses? Adrienne's eyes narrowed slightly, the idea of possessing any sort of flaws an unwelcome one.

"So today you all will be Saving the Civilian." Of course, Adrienne had never seen the film Sky High, so when Wren called out as to make her daily interruption -and there certainly was a quota that Wren was inclined to make- Adrienne's face was blank.

"In theory yes. Alfred and I have spent a very long time preparing this particular exercise. You all will be given a partner and arena. Once in your given arena's everyone is given 5 minutes to save the civilian. Your partners have been decided upon by Alfred and I. Powers, relationships and abilities have effected how we decided to split you all up. For example some are because you have conflicting personalities, similar powers, no powers, genius level I.Q.s, etc... Then each pairing has had their particular arena designed specifically for them to test them in different areas depending on their own skill set and weaknesses. You are given only 5 minutes to save your civilian. If you fail to save them in the time frame or do not work together you will fail the exercise. And those that take in prohibited objects such as weapons, enhancements or anything other than the clothes you are wearing you will get an immediate failure..." Although her face remained serene, mentally, Adrienne was grimacing. So they're pairing us up with the people we don't work well with? Where's the logic in that? Good grief, and I'm bound to get stuck with some complete dunderhead... "...And you will not be allowed to attend the dance Saturday night. Any questions?" Adrienne stiffled a scoff, Miss the dance? God forbid.

"Er, that doesn't sound promising. We're pretty much an even pair right?" Adrienne looked at him, one brow raised, and lips curved into a teasing smirk. "'Even'? Please. I'd kick your ass." A rare smile flickered across her face, exposing the joking manner of her comment.

Well, she was mostly joking.

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Character Portrait: Magni Thorson Character Portrait: Wren Wilson Character Portrait: Enzo Nigma Character Portrait: Alex Todd Character Portrait: Astrid Rogers Character Portrait: Ethan Drake Character Portrait: Aiden Drake Character Portrait: Caleb Kent Character Portrait: Gambit/Renee LeBeau Character Portrait: Nathaniel Bane Character Portrait: Jai West Character Portrait: Max Stark Character Portrait: Matt Grayson Character Portrait: Phil Coulson Character Portrait: Alfred Character Portrait: Joker Jr Character Portrait: Adrienne Strange Character Portrait: Lilith Isley Character Portrait: Charlie Barton

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"I'm not pretending to be anyone of the sort. I'm definitely not that important to the evolution of the human race. And neither are you Nigma, although you are simply the definition of a narcissist, following your fathers footsteps, I suppose, he would've been real proud, huh?" Enzo chuckled more to himself than Aiden. The male's attempt at looking threatening was do anything but making him feel threatened. "I never once claimed to be important to human evolution. I couldn't care less about the evolution of the Human race because it pays no significance in my life time." When Aiden mentioned him being a narcissist, Enzo simply grinned while bouncing his crossed foot. "Yes, yes I am. But I like me... Better a narcissist than insecure." Enzo then removed his feet from the desk, resting his elbows upon his knees as he leaned in closer towards Frosty. "But here's the difference between you and I Drake. I may have an ego. I may be a dick, asshole... Take your pick. But, at least I have the decency not to go out of my way to piss someone off. At least I am polite."

With that being said, Enzo leaned back in his chair, crossing his right leg over his left. Hearing Aiden's chuckle caused him to clench his jaw as he spoke, "You could just move, or is that just a little bit too easy for you?" The comment pinched a nerve, causing him to cock his head towards the Drake twin. "Excuse me?" Enzo's patience was running thin, "I do believe that I was the one to sit here first. You had all of the other desks in the room to choose from," He motioned his hand towards the rest of the room, "But you being the little prick you are had to come sit by me. So if anyone should move, that'd be you." He paused in the middle of his rant as he saw Lilith spin a chair around to have a seat facing him. Enzo shot the blonde a strained half smile, hard to seem pleased to see her when he was heated. "But that would be expecting too much from you. That means you'd have to be a decent person."

If Lilith wouldn't have shown up when she did, there would have been a good possibility for punches being thrown. Enzo didn't need his cane to beat the shit out of someone, especially Drake. His formal attire a visage only masking his physique. With a frustrated sigh, he removed his green bolder hat before slicking back his hair. "Good afternoon Lilith," He smiled towards her, "Apologies for... that." Enzo motioned his hand in a dismissive manner towards Aiden. "Break any hearts today?" He found the girl's powers particularly interesting. Femme fatale. He usually wasn't a huge fan of the all the all-powerful people at this academy, but Lilith was an exception.

After a moment or 2, Coulson began his spiel about their training exercise. Fantastic. I'm going to have to work with someone I probably can't stand. How in the hell are we supposed to work together!!? His attention was quickly brought to the entrance when Alex and Junior came rolling into the room, brawling per usual. In more common relationships, most would probably flip their lid seeing the person they care about in a fight. For Enzo, he just wished he had popcorn to enjoy the show. He raised a brow as he watched Junior come over to sit beside him with a grin. He nonchalantly reached into his pocket, pulling out a handkerchief, holding it out towards him. "You have a little something..." Enzo teasingly pointed to his entire face while smirking.


Phil was obviously not pleased by the bursting in of Alex and Junior, accompanied with the tardiness of Charlie. When Alex made a comment towards Magni and Jai, Phil sighed. "Why not everyone sit down and shut up. His attention was then drawn to Charlie, "So, Mr. Coulson, what'd I miss?" Phil crossed his arms in front of his chest, "Enough to where I don't feel like repeating it because you don't know how to be on time."

Then Ethan's hand shot up with the first question, "Wait, there was a dance happening on Saturday night?" Phil nodded his head before responding. "Yes. Today is what? Thursday?" He glanced over at Alfred who gave him a agreeing nod. "So, yes in 2 days there is the Anniversary Dance celebrating 5 years since the creation of Descendant Academy." He sighed, "It seems it is apparent many of you don't actually listen to J.A.R.V.I.S's announcements... Wonderful."

After the continuous firing of questions from Ethan, he finally asked his last question, "Can I have a reservation of my brother as a partner?" Just as Phil was about to answer, the other Drake twin practically flew out of his chair, "Oh, hell no! I mean... No thank you, Mr. Coulson... Sorry." Once Aiden was done, Coulson spoke up, "No one can request, decline, reserve or choose their partners. The only element you all get to decide is if and how you will save the civilian once in your given arena. Everything else is up to our discretion." He motioned to himself and Alfred.


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She hadn't realized the time until she strolled out of her bathroom with her toothbrush in her mouth, and toothpaste at the corners of her full lips. She was going to be late for her first class if she didn't hurry up.
"Ar, crap!" she said out loud, and rushed on over to her walk-in closet to find something to wear for the day. She didn't care where she was putting everything for now, and just threw tops that were on hangers over her shoulder which then landed on her bed, or the clean floor. Her penthouse was always spotless, but this morning it was going to look like a Hurricane had swept it's way through. "I seriously need to do a shopping spree soon. Come on!" she was getting a little frustrated as she pushed a few things to one side. Finally, an outfit XXX.

Once she had herself dressed, and her highlighted blonde hair all nicely brushed out to it's straight shoulder length with little bouncy curls around her shoulders, Olivia headed out of her penthouse, and headed towards class. She was so nervous at this point. Even though she had been here for quite some time, she still didn't know a few people. Magni was a good looking guy, and she liked that leadership about him which made him so manly. No doubt the other girls thought he was big headed, but wouldn't they if they were a God descendant who will one day rule Asgard? Wren, she seemed like a bit too loud for Olivia's liking, but she didn't seem too bad. Enzo, another good looking guy, but clearly a villains son. Yeah there was no trust there. Olivia had seen him around the Academy many of times handing out riddles here and there, so it's wasn't a hard puzzle to work out who his daddy was. Maybe finding a bad boy could be quite good. Everyone needs a little danger in their lives from time to time.. right?

Finally, Olivia made it to class. She could see some of the others were already there, and Caleb Kent, son of Superman. He definitely got his looks from his Father. she lightly bit her lower lip as she wandered past him in her heels, carrying herself off with a confident feminine walk towards her seat. She even saw her friend Matt already sitting down, so she smiled in his direction as she lightly pushed back a few blonde curls from her piercing ice blue eyes.

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Character Portrait: Magni Thorson Character Portrait: Wren Wilson Character Portrait: Enzo Nigma Character Portrait: Alex Todd Character Portrait: Astrid Rogers Character Portrait: Thena Brynhildsdรณttir Character Portrait: Kid Arachnid/Anansi Morales Character Portrait: Ethan Drake Character Portrait: Aiden Drake Character Portrait: Caleb Kent Character Portrait: Gambit/Renee LeBeau Character Portrait: Tommy Kyle Character Portrait: Nathaniel Bane Character Portrait: Jai West Character Portrait: Max Stark Character Portrait: Elizabeth Grey Character Portrait: Matt Grayson Character Portrait: Phil Coulson Character Portrait: Alfred Character Portrait: Joker Jr Character Portrait: Kallistrate Prince Character Portrait: Cameron Stewart/Lantern Character Portrait: Lucrecia "Cree" Luthor Character Portrait: Adrienne Strange Character Portrait: Kamaria Wakandas Character Portrait: Elizabeth Natchios Character Portrait: Kain Character Portrait: Lilith Isley Character Portrait: Kumiko Oyama Character Portrait: Charlie Barton Character Portrait: Olivia Storm

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"Well now that that is all taken care of... Your pairings." Phil walked back around the desk, flipping open the file folder that rested on top of the wooden surface. After a minute of fingering through papers, he grabbed a single page with an "Ah ha!" He moved back around towards the front of the desk, leaning back against it. "Well seeing as to how we are missing a few students there will be slight modifications to the pairings... And there will be one group of 3 instead of 2. I'll say the names of each group, and the floor number you will report to. Each floor has been configured to the arena designed for your particular group. The simulation won't start until you all are in the rooms with the doors shut. Until that point each area will look like a simple concrete room."

Phil could tell the students were slightly impatient to know who they were partnered with. But before that, Coulson wanted to leave them waiting a bit more. "Just a reminder... You all have only 5 minutes to save your civilian. And that can be a completely different task depending on the arena. It can vary between saving them, freeing them, protecting them or just reaching them. If your civilian dies, then you fail. Although they are just dummies, a shot through the head or falling into a pit of fire will kill them." He holds up his index finger, "If you die it will also result in a failure." Phil then proceeded to answer the question before it was asked, "And yes it is more than possible for you to die in there."

Mr. Coulson then proceeded to name off the pairings and floor numbers from his document.

OOC: Phil is only telling everyone their partners and floors. The arena descriptions is just for you all to know what it will be like when their simulations start in case you need to plan out what is going to happen in PMs or if you need to ask me any questions :)




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F L O O R - L L 2 9
Maximilian Stark & Astrid Rogers

A R E N A : When the simulation begins the civilian will appear tied to a beam at the far end of the large concrete room. The beam stretched from the floor up to the ceiling 50ft above. Once the civilian is no longer restrained, the walls begin to close in. The closer the civilian gets to the door, the more the walls close.

O B J E C T I V E : Find a way to stop the walls, and exit with the civilian.



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Adrienne Strange & Elizabeth Grey

A R E N A : When the simulation begins, the platform beneath their feet and the door disappear and they are suspended in an anti-gravity chamber. The civilian is floating around in a vibranium sphere. The oxygen supply in the sphere diminishing so that the civilian will be without oxygen in 5 minutes.

O B J E C T I V E : Free the civilian from the sphere.



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Wren Wilson & Magni Thorson

A R E N A : When the simulation begins, the civilian appears in a metal cage {2ft in depth causing the civilian to lay flat, face down} being lowered from the 50ft ceiling. Beneath the cage the ground separates to reveal a large fire pit with flames reaching nearly 20ft high. Certain tiles on the ground set off booby traps: one sends spikes shooting from the walls, another making the floor slowing begin to retract beyond the walls. The cage will be completely submerged in the flames at 5 minutes time.

O B J E C T I V E : Free the civilian from the cage and exit the room.



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F L O O R - L L 3 0
Ethan Drake & Olivia Storm

A R E N A : When the simulation begins, the room changes into a giant maze, walls reaching up to the ceiling. A mechanism generates pulses that render intangibility impossible within the room. The civilian is placed at the center of the maze. Throughout the maze are various booby traps: spikes shooting from the walls, lazar fields, swinging blades, narrow corridors and pathways of thick knee high muddy substance.

O B J E C T I V E : Reach the civilian.



G R O U P - 5
โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆ
F L O O R - L L 3
Enzo Nigma & Aiden Drake

A R E N A : When the simulation begins, the room changed into a dry and moisture-less desert atmosphere. The civilian is on the other side of the room constrained against a wooden beam. After a moment the ground changes into quicksand.

O B J E C T I V E : Free the civilian and reach the door.



G R O U P - 6
โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆ
F L O O R - L L 2 0
Matt Grayson & Tommy Kyle

A R E N A : When the simulation begins, the room changes to appear to be a city under siege. The pair standing on the roof of a building, the civilian at the top of a sky scraper a few city blocks away. Not long after it begins the earth begins to quake and buildings crumble.

O B J E C T I V E : Reach the civilian before their building collapses {5 minutes}.



G R O U P - 7
โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆ
F L O O R - L L 1 8
Elizabeth Natchios & Kain Python

A R E N A : When the simulation begins, the ground disappears besides the small platform the pair stands upon. The civilian stands on a similar pair on the opposite side of the room. Other platforms rise, fall and shift about the room in non pattern like movements. Some of the platforms with crumble after standing on it for longer than a moment. Underneath the platforms is an endless black abyss.

O B J E C T I V E : Reach the civilian.



G R O U P - 8
โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆ
F L O O R - L L 5 0
Nathaniel Bane & Cameron Stewart

A R E N A : When the simulation begins, the civilian appears dangling a foot below the ceiling. The room then begins to fill with water. The water will reach the ceiling at 4 minutes giving the pair an additional minute under water.

O B J E C T I V E : Free the civilian and exit through the door.



G R O U P - 9
โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆ
F L O O R - L L 6
Anansi Morales & Joker Jr.

A R E N A : When the simulation begins, the civilian appears in a glass tank, chained to the bottom. The tank is locked shut, all sides including the top made of bullet proof glass. The tank begins to fill with water, and will be completely full halfway through the exercise {2.5 minutes}.

O B J E C T I V E : Free the civilian.



G R O U P - 1 0
โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆ
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Thena Brynhildsdรณttir & Caleb Kent

A R E N A : When the simulation begins, the room goes black revealing only 2 lit red circles on the ground. J.A.R.V.I.S. begins by asking the pair to each stand in a circle. Once in their places, the civilian is revealed before them standing in a glass box. J.A.R.V.I.S. then says these exact words, "You may not move from your circle. Doing so would result in immediate failure. Using your powers in attempt to free the civilian from where you stand will also result in failure. You both must together answer the question 'Why?' You have 3 guesses. And each guess will only be registered by first stating 'The answer is...'."

O B J E C T I V E : Answer the question correctly.



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Charlie Barton & Alex Todd


A R E N A : When the simulation begins, the civilian will stand in the center of the room. On the ground beside the civilian are 2 5ft long martial art training sticks. Once they grab the sticks, a non stop onslaught of melee soldiers emerge from the walls and run towards them.

O B J E C T I V E : Protect the civilian from the onslaught for 5 minutes.



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Lilith Isley & Jai West

A R E N A : When the simulation begins, the civilian appears tied to a stake at the center of a large field. Once the pair begin to move for the civilian an array of natural disasters will plague the simulations ranging from tornadoes, earthquakes, lightning to tsunamis.

O B J E C T I V E : Free the civilian and protect it for the 5 minutes from the natural disasters.



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Renee LeBeau & Lucrecia Luther & Kamaria Wakandas

A R E N A : When the simulation begins, the civilian appears suspended in the center of the room. Each hand or foot is tied with vibranium laced cords and connected to a mechanism in each one of the corners of the room. Every 10 seconds the binds click, pulling on the limbs another fraction of an inch. By the end of the 5 minutes the civilian will be drawn and quartered from the pulling of the mechanism.

O B J E C T I V E : Free the civilian.



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Kallistrate Prince & Kumiko Oyama

A R E N A : When the simulation begins, the ground around them disappears aside from the platform they stand on. Beneath the platform is a large body of water. The civilian is in a cage that is lowered from the ceiling then dropped into the body of water, beginning to sink. Within the body of water are also 10 great white sharks, swimming around and near the cage.

O B J E C T I V E : Free the civilian and exit the room.



Characters Present

Character Portrait: Magni Thorson Character Portrait: Wren Wilson Character Portrait: Enzo Nigma Character Portrait: Alex Todd Character Portrait: Thena Brynhildsdรณttir Character Portrait: Kid Arachnid/Anansi Morales Character Portrait: Ethan Drake Character Portrait: Aiden Drake Character Portrait: Caleb Kent Character Portrait: Gambit/Renee LeBeau Character Portrait: Tommy Kyle Character Portrait: Nathaniel Bane Character Portrait: Jai West Character Portrait: Elizabeth Grey Character Portrait: Matt Grayson Character Portrait: Phil Coulson Character Portrait: Joker Jr Character Portrait: Kallistrate Prince Character Portrait: Adrienne Strange Character Portrait: Elizabeth Natchios Character Portrait: Kain Character Portrait: Lilith Isley Character Portrait: Kumiko Oyama Character Portrait: Olivia Storm

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Max stayed in his thoughts until Phil started talking. He hardly noticed the commotion between Joker Jr. and Alex. Not that it really mattered to him, he didn't really care too much for either of them. Alex was a bitch, and Jr. was the definition of evil. Max didn't have to wait very long for Phil to reveal his partner considering his name was in the first pairing. "Max and Astrid will be on LL29." Max couldn't help but crack a smile. He had no problem with Astrid. He wasn't sure how they were going to handle a challenge though. He didn't have his suit, and she was without her shield. Max could think fast and fight normal people, but that was nothing special. Astrid was still insanely talented, but neither one had really cool powers on their own. Nothing like Caleb, or Magni, or Olivia. Max was okay with it though. At least he wasn't paired with a gang green member.

He stayed in his seat and heard some pretty interesting pairings. He couldn't help but turn around and smirk at Liz when she was paired with Kain. He knew that would be interesting. He felt bad for Aiden, having to work with Enzo. He chuckled at the pairing of Anansi and Joker Jr. Anansi would love it. Jai seemed excited at drawing Lilith. Who wouldn't be? When Phil finished, Max walked towards the back of the room towards Astrid.

"Let's go Misses Cap." he said with a smile as he held his hand out to help her up. "It's not the world yet, but let's go save a dummy."

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Magni Thorson Character Portrait: Wren Wilson Character Portrait: Alex Todd Character Portrait: Astrid Rogers Character Portrait: Thena Brynhildsdรณttir Character Portrait: Caleb Kent Character Portrait: Jai West Character Portrait: Max Stark Character Portrait: Phil Coulson Character Portrait: Joker Jr Character Portrait: Olivia Storm

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Daughter To:Captain America || HEX:#4d2be2 || Outfit


ImageThe same type of response came from both ears regarding her worry of Jai verse Magni. Basically speed, verse, strength, verse determination which neither party seemed as anxious about. Then an added, "Relax," from Caleb. In Astrid's case, it was easier said than done. The giant Asguardian only needed to land one punch. Astrid released a slow breath and listened intently to the save the civilian exercise. "Good guess," he muttered to her. Astrid rolled her eyes. She didn't think anyone was ecstatic about pairs they didn't get a say in. "Yes, I jinxed it actually."

That was all before Alex and Junior burst through the door with fists flying. Now that was a fight too late to intervene in. They were locked on each other like homing missiles and if anyone intervened it'd probably evolve into a free-for-all. But Phil had a way of assertiveness and words causing the two to break apart.

Who she was paired with was convenient. It wasn't anyone with anger issues or troublesome. It was just Max who she knew well and could place her trust in. Someone she could definitely work with, though even she preferred him with the suit for peace of mind. Astrid gave Caleb a tight smile before shifting her gaze to Max and smiling, who had the decency to approach her and head up together. "Let's go Misses Cap." He even offered his hands which she smiled more to. Astrid placed her palm in his and rose. "It's not the world yet, but let's go save a dummy." She chuckled and nodded. "A dummy is a good start, Mr. Stark."

Passing Olivia, she noticed the girl to be a little caught up in her own world, though it may have been part of her personality as well. So before proceeding to the elevator she paused. "Happy with your partner? Looking forward to it?" Astrid detoured for general chit-chat and an enlightening grin. Even Astrid was nervous but excited but she knew Max fully had her back.

She reached the elevator and pressed L29 and headed for the room, staying close to Stark. Usually she was very independently functional but she didn't have a clue what to expect. Astrid was fortunate to be paired with someone of Max's intellect and quick thinking. Because no matter what, high IQ was helpful in almost every scenario.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Alex Todd Character Portrait: Astrid Rogers Character Portrait: Thena Brynhildsdรณttir Character Portrait: Caleb Kent Character Portrait: Tommy Kyle Character Portrait: Matt Grayson Character Portrait: Phil Coulson Character Portrait: Alfred Character Portrait: Joker Jr Character Portrait: Adrienne Strange Character Portrait: Elizabeth Natchios Character Portrait: Kain Character Portrait: Lilith Isley Character Portrait: Olivia Storm

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ImageCaleb could have laughed with how concerned Astird was of Jai and Magni show down meanwhile Alex and Junior engaged in a fist fight. He didn't hold much favor over one or the other, so he watched with no intention to move. Like most of his acquaintances.

Once all the stir settled over, and everyone got their seats, he heard himself paired with Thena which made him smile. They weren't particularly close with each other but she was a woman that held similar capacity of power to Caleb so whatever they did would be an exciting tale to tell afterwards, he was sure. So he was happy, especially compared to some of the other pairings. He knew he had it good.

Caleb stood up where his eyes traveled to Thena prepared as he was ever going to be. โ€œI hope you donโ€™t mind being stuck with me for five or so minutes.โ€ He headed to the elevators assuming Thena would be in step. If not then it wouldn't have made a difference anyway. Nothing could begin without the other.





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H E X: #514e4e โ–ŒOutfit X โ–Œ Bullseye


ImageHe shot Elizabeth a look from the corner of his eyes and smirked. The girl who had refused him a pen so coldly, even if she had it, was his partner. "Phil, please tell me your not serious. Please don't make me work with him." It was unfortunate for him but more unfortunate for her thus resulting in his pleasure. She and him both probably preferred it to be a versus match though.

She left the room, not waiting up on somebody as vital as her partner. Then any smug traces dropped from his face and he glared at the pair of Phil and Alfred. Obviously arguing was useless and they had no regard for who killed whose mother or father or severely injured them. But it was fine. He'd work in the same room with Elizabeth there, but he would not work with the girl.
He stood up, taking his time in stretching out his muscles then made his way to the elevator. When he saw Elizabeth waiting by them, he smiled and shook his head. "You didn't get far." He pointed to the elevator. "Wanna catch a lift together?" He grinned and slipped in once the doors opened and was incredibly tempted to push her out before the doors slid shut and ascended. But the sooner he got the task done and passed, the sooner he could return to tormenting her, freeish of charge. They only needed to survive each other.





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ImageMatthew's attention shifted to Alex and the Joker in a fight, and Alex was relentless. But he still had half a mind to intervene. He wasn't one for brutality, meanwhile everyone else took the scene rather well. "Better than them, from the looks of things." Matt nodded in agreement with Adrienne, though it weren't much of a benchmark.

"'Even'? Please. I'd kick your ass." Was her next aloud remark. He smiled and shook his head not bothering much with the inevitable debate of powers verse no powers, who came on top discussion. Because powers did have the upper hand, much to his dislike.

In time, the pairs were announced. And he so badly wanted to hear his name next to other's wrong. Matthew groaned over Tommy's complaints in the background. Something about a boy scout and comparison to clowns and circus'. Wasn't like he was exactly thrilled with the pickings either. When Tommy revealed his hidden knife and threw it at the wall, he turned to Adrienne. "Switch," he proposed simply. Matt wasn't the type to fall for intimidation but the guy had a lot of issues and was a clear psycho, no different from the majority of the green gang. He'd prefer Olivia or even Lilith.

Jai seemed ecstatic about hearing his partner for the second time around and the girl had infatuation ability about her, but Matthew was convinced if you didn't wear green, you weren't safe from her.

He sighed out and moved swiftly to the front of the room. "Alfred, that guy is a psycho! There is no way..."
Matthew was cut off by a simple hand to stop talking then a gesturing wave out the room. He followed the prompt silently.

Matt was a little antsy about being paired with someone that had stashed a knife on his being throughout class and who he wasn't on great terms with.

He entered the room and waited for...whatever. Catman to ambush him probably.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Thena Brynhildsdรณttir Character Portrait: Caleb Kent

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THENA
โ€œรžaรฐ er betra aรฐ standa og berjast .
Ef รพรบ keyrir รพรบ munt aรฐeins deyja รพreyttur .
It's better to stand and fight.
If you run you'll only die tired. โ€


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Her gaze was casually sat upon Phil as he began announcing the pairings. Honestly when she heard some of the pairing she began to brace herself. She particularly didn't have any people that she would call enemies of yet but some were more intolerable than others. When Colson announced her name along with Kent she really couldn't help but to smirk. The smirk was more out of amusement, of course she'd get paired with him. Again, she didn't have nothing against him and was usually cool with him but sometimes his overly happy attitude could annoy her a bit.

Despite that Thena was still a bit excited to get this going and find out what their assignment was. Plus even if he wasn't her first choice she was still happy she was paired with someone who could hold his own. With a push from her chair Thena was on her feet and smoothing out her shirt. โ€œI hope you donโ€™t mind being stuck with me for five or so minutes.โ€ The asgardian's eyes looked up at Kent as another smirk made it's way to her lips. "As long as you don't start bouncing up and down from excitement." she commented as she followed close behind him.

Once in the elevator Thena pressed the button that would take them to their floor. She leaned up against the back wall of the elevator and crossed her arms. "So super boy, what do you think our challenge is going to be?"

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Character Portrait: Thena Brynhildsdรณttir Character Portrait: Caleb Kent Character Portrait: Tommy Kyle Character Portrait: Matt Grayson

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ImageHe may have portrayed the lighter side of life often but he never bounced up and down in excitement so why did it sound like generalization when she said it? Never mind that though because it wouldn't happen which was apparently convenient for her.

"So super boy, what do you think our challenge is going to be?" She said once the elevator doors closed, as she leaned against the walls while he stood upright. "Well, I'd assume something practical but advanced. Something with resistance against our kind of powers or equivalent to it. Maybe some dark duplicates of us?" He suggested. Now that would be a cool challenge. Twins that would test their very own strength.

When the doors reopened, he stepped out and walked to the room with Thena. It turned pitch black where only two lit red circles were seen on the ground then J.A.R.V.I.S came over the system. "Mr. Kent and Miss Brynhildsdรณttir, please proceed to a circle each." "Did you press the right button?" Caleb questioned. He only waited a moment or two in hesitation and reluctance before he stepped forward to one of the red circles. The civilian was revealed before him in a glass box, though Caleb was still puzzled with the challenge.

"You may not move from your circle. Doing so would result in immediate failure. Using your powers in attempt to free the civilian from where you stand will also result in failure. You both must together answer the question 'Why?' You have 3 guesses. And each guess will only be registered by first stating 'The answer is...' " J.A.R.V.I.S announced to the duo. His eyes found Thena across from him checking if she shared his disappointment. A riddle. For two students that loved and excelled in action.



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ImageWas it Selina's ability to talk so much crap? No, only Tommy found the quirk of speech craft. "I think that's one step too far," he said after Tommy's brain and looks of the family comment. Realistically, Alex probably had the looker title. They could ask any guy and probably girl if they slimmed it between the three.

Tommy spat back his own little plan which was to tuck n roll and options were coming to hoping for the best anyway. Just like they hoped reaching the civilian was the end of their challenge. Like Matt hoped to avoid 'Snake Plissken'ing' it. Before Matt could respond with anything, Tommy was moving again charging at the windows. "Dude!" Welp, obviously he came to a decision. And it was Matt's turn to follow.

Matt mimicked Tommy, only with less impact of glass given he took his chances with the broken one Tommy courteously broke for him. However, his landing somersault wasn't without his own collection of little shards. "Eer. Yeah they sting just a little." He agreed, brushing himself off. Matt didn't need Tommy's encouraging urges to spring into action and start ascending the remaining stairs, sometimes using his acrobatic ability to jump up railing to railing instead.

He hurtled himself over the last flight and barged through the roof access door. "Did we make it?"

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Character Portrait: Wren Wilson Character Portrait: Enzo Nigma Character Portrait: Alex Todd Character Portrait: Astrid Rogers Character Portrait: Caleb Kent Character Portrait: Nathaniel Bane Character Portrait: Jai West Character Portrait: Elizabeth Grey Character Portrait: Matt Grayson Character Portrait: Phil Coulson Character Portrait: Alfred Character Portrait: Joker Jr Character Portrait: Lucrecia "Cree" Luthor Character Portrait: Adrienne Strange Character Portrait: Elizabeth Natchios Character Portrait: Kain Character Portrait: Lilith Isley Character Portrait: Kumiko Oyama Character Portrait: Olivia Storm Character Portrait: Theodore Dillon Character Portrait: Mathias Gold Character Portrait: Jack Quill

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The Descendant Academy



After all of the simulations have come to an end, studies have finished for the day. Phil and Coulson attended to taking any injured students to the Infirmary while students were allowed to move about casually for the rest of the day.




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Deadpool suit, top portion hanging on hips, black sports bra & Ray Bans


Wren, more than anyone, was happy to be finished with that damn simulation. After all, the stakes of the dance were resting on her passing that stupid test and she nearly died from it. Totally not cool, and this asshat thought it was funny to write me up almost dying. Figures. Safe to say that she was in need of some serious party therapy.

"J.A.R.V.I.S.!!!" She shouted up at the ceiling as she walked through the halls of the giant building. "Yes Ms. Wilson" "I do believe it is announcement time my fine robotic fellow." She smirked. J.A.R.V.I.S. seemed to hesitate before responding, "Ms. Wilson might I just inform everyone per protocol?" Wren held up her index finger in argument. "You promised!" If robots and A.I.s could give sass, you better believe he did before his voice came in over the P.A. system throughout the building. "Good evening. Ms. Wilson would like me to inform you asshats that she is throwing a killer party in her penthouse. She'd like me to also say that you should 'be there or be square' and that it will be a party that only boring twats won't join..." He groaned, if that's even possible. "Thank you."

Wren was practically rolling on the ground as J.A.R.V.I.S. read the prescripted announcement she gave him. She probably had Phil and Alfred gunning for her but she didn't care. Because she also got J.A.R.V.I.S. to act as bouncer to her party and no one can enter without a mandatory tequila shot. Take that superiors! Now that that was taken care of, she had to round up her posse, so she made her way to the Infirmary.

It only took Wren a few minutes to reach the appropriate floor. She then whipped out her phone and started blasting that one song from Risky business that no one ever knows the name of, they just remember Tom Cruise half naked dancing. Once it was playing, she tucked her phone in her bra and prepared herself. When the timing was right she slid to a stop at the center of the entrance leading to the room Alex and Jai were held up in. "This is for you shitheads..." She pointed to them both before putting on her sunglasses and dancing to the song.

When the song came to an end, she threw her shades and made a pose. "I know, I know... Don't swoon because I won't catch you." Once Wren was done being full of herself, she shoved either one of them on the shoulders. "Come on bitches we have a party to get to... Mine!"




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Boxers and lingering sand


Enzo was over everything. The incompetence of his partner left his angrier then when he started... And more naked. If Aiden had the balls to cross his path in the next century, he'd lose some important appendage in the blink of an eye. He stood in the hall outside his arena, trying to dust a majority of the lingering sand from his fit frame when he heard J.A.R.V.I.S.'s announcement. "Good evening. Ms. Wilson would like me to inform you asshats that she is throwing a killer party in her penthouse. She'd like me to also say that you should 'be there or be square' and that it will be a party that only boring twats won't join... Thank you."

He shook his head while chuckling to himself. Enzo couldn't help but wonder what Wren had to do to get J.A.R.V.I.S. to agree to saying that over the intercom. He figured he nothing better to do, and alcohol and partying seemed like a fine way to end a day like the one he just had. So he made his way to towards the elevator trying to decide if he should round up Junior or just go to his room. As he stood there waiting for the slowest machine in this damn building, he shook the sand from his hair. "God it's going to take 5 showers to get this shit off." He mumbled to himself.

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Character Portrait: Caleb Kent Character Portrait: Jai West Character Portrait: Lilith Isley

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ImageLilith had retrieved help relatively quickly for Jai and he was rushed to the infirmary and aided by skilled medics. And though she was physically there, she would deny overseeing him recover from the conductor he had served to electricity and ever being there in the first place. She had got help for him and that was the end of her part. His body would rejuvenate itself quickly after the medics played their role, so she didn't linger long anyway.

On her journey to her penthouse to dry, J.A.R.V.I.S came over the system again. "Good evening. Ms. Wilson would like me to inform you asshats that she is throwing a killer party in her penthouse. She'd like me to also say that you should 'be there or be square' and that it will be a party that only boring twats won't join... Thank you." Lilith's eyes flickered around the hall unsure if she had caught his announcement correctly, then smiled. If it was coming from Wren, that was definitely the words. She'd have to have a shower before the party then since she didn't fancy showing up as a wrecked tsunami victim.

Lilith took her time as per usual since it wouldn't be a party to dwindle out too quickly and she needed to use her sources to feel better.ImageOnce she felt fresher than a rose and got dressed, she strode down the hall with confidence. However, likely aiming to pass like ships in the night Lilith couldn't pass an opportunity of interacting with some muscle and charm (given the right mood and circumstances on his half) She took a smooth step aside, though she stuck out her ankle in tall, dark and handsome's path with his magnificent blue eyes. Lilith smirked gently once she had his attention. "How was your simulation, Caleb?" She opened with. "So it occurred to me every ensemble needs muscle or physical strength on their side. Even Pamela had Bane looking out for her. So what do you say, you and I polish our teamwork?" She wasn't implying anything diabolical yet, but seeking some protection and assurance behind her for future needs. "Just think on it. See you at 'Ms. Wilson's' party?" Of course she would. She slid by him continuing to waltz her way to Wren's penthouse.

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Character Portrait: Caleb Kent Character Portrait: Lilith Isley

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The answer is why? It seemed obvious after a solid 4 minutes and 40 seconds of moving pass the sarcastic comments and wrong answers but a little mind bender!? That's all they got? He was furious. Caleb had passed the test in the most boring fashion. Stationary and in thought.

He paced back to his penthouse hearing the poor computer echo a message unlike itself. And when dissatisfaction was heard through technology it meant things really were bad. Poor J.A.R.V.I.S. Caleb took in a deep breath. He wasnโ€™t much for Wrenโ€™s constant need to talk or hyper energy but a party did sound like a good way to unwind and forget about his dull simulation.So caught up in his own mood and trying to figure out what he had done to deserve it, he hadnโ€™t properly registered the girl gracefully slipping aside and poking out her ankle. Caleb tripped and caught himself, then let his eyes drift upwards slowly from the toned ankle and legs to Lilith's smirking features. Caleb smiled in return. "How was your simulation, Caleb?" Most girls didn't find ranting particularly attractive, so in replacement of how unfair and disappointing it was, he honestly answered, "Could have been a lot better," instead.

Image"So it occurred to me every ensemble needs muscle or physical strength on their side. Even Pamela had Bane looking out for her. So what do you say, you and I polish our teamwork?" Polish our teamwork? Was that some innuendo?"I'm flattered Lilith, really, but I'm not in the mood.You might want to take that offer up with someone else. I know Jack would be thrilled to practice teamwork with you and be your muscle." Caleb held his composure for a moment or two then broke into a joking grin. He knew she didn't mean intimate practice. She was quite honest for a deceiving young woman. "Just think on it. See you at 'Ms. Wilson's' party?" Either not caring or so certain she would, she slid by and continued her walk. He smiled to himself then turned and caught up to her in his long strides. "Honestly though, don't you band of greens already have the muscle aspect covered? Bane version 2.0?" He asked confused.

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Character Portrait: Caleb Kent Character Portrait: Lilith Isley

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Image"I'm flattered Lilith, really, but I'm not in the mood.You might want to take that offer up with someone else. I know Jack would be thrilled to practice teamwork with you and be your muscle." It was just as well he revealed a dashing joking smile after assuming she was proposing to sleep with him. It saved her a big lecture and from constricting her plants around him like an anaconda. "Honestly though, don't you band of greens already have the muscle aspect covered? Bane version 2.0?" Caleb had joined her in step. She couldn't help but smile at his references. She stuck up her index finger and waggled it in the air. He really didn't pay enough attention to his surroundings. "Joker and Enzo are his priority. And to be honest, a girl just can't trust a band of green these days. I mean if my mom ever found out I was enjoying the unstable company of Junior or so much as did a favor for him, ha, well I'd be in for a treat. Of course I may be inclined to anyway but...trust and reliability is a different league." She explained. Lilith wouldn't trust Junior and his crew to go out of their way to rescue her. Even on an individual basis. Say, Enzo and Nathaniel magically stray from his services...they wouldn't help. Unless they needed a woman's touch. Lilith needed friends in high places that were committed to saving her from trouble she'd get herself into.

"I need someone that's fast and strong, who's dedicated and can hear a damsel's cry from miles away and can bust me out of a cell." The more she stated it, the more she realized Caleb would make the perfect insurance. "Though of course if its a lead cell I'm in trouble." She pointed out and chuckled lightly. Knowing her luck and the artful persistence of Batman, she would wind up in something of the sort probably lined with kryptonite. Or by some other weird third party lingering in her blind spot. "But again, don't rush it. No use leading a girl's hopes on to destroy it at a later time."

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Character Portrait: Enzo Nigma Character Portrait: Caleb Kent Character Portrait: Nathaniel Bane Character Portrait: Matt Grayson Character Portrait: Joker Jr Character Portrait: Kain Character Portrait: Lilith Isley Character Portrait: Olivia Storm Character Portrait: Mathias Gold

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Image"What about yours?" He laughed at his abilities being referred to as powers. It was a nice reference as it made them seem larger than life but technically they weren't powers in this academy. Obviously he couldn't respond as the state of his hot coco lay in jeopardy but when 'Liv saved it for him he was just washed over with a wave of relief. He took it back from the ghostly whisps of blue and white and smiled. "That was stressful. But respect, Olive. Add that to your resume." Matt pressed her floor number then jumped back to the power conversation. "Oh yeah! Mine comes with a lot of practice. If I don't practice then basically they deteriorate and it becomes a whole one step forward and two steps back process. I can, uh..parkour over rooftops, be stealth, blend into crowds, walk a tightrope, be humanly agile. All that impressive stuff." He shrugged.


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While Kain was pondering on what it was like to save his nemesis all for the means of a dance and pass and fail mark, the AI had passed on a message for Wren including some asshats reference and attending a party, which was done in the typical charming fashion only she could pull off. He shuffled through his cards once more. Keeping his hands busy was often a subconscious cure for wanting to hurt someone and regret. Any state of emotion he didn't like really.
ImageSure, falling into darkness would be an unsatisfactory death and he had silently shotgunned to kill her himself if she evolved into a threat and would interfere with business, but what did pride really matter in the perfect moment? Elizabeth would inevitably evolve into a threat for him. This would all come around to bite him on the ass, no doubt.

He had to quickly change his mind off topic as he grew agitated. Kain was left to weigh on the pros and cons of attending a party. It would be full of people and drama he couldn't be bothered with but then again, connections and opportunity. And who was he kidding, he loved drama and action among others. Kain couldn't mature from it.

Spray would have to suffice as far as public appeal went and in no time Kain was at Wren's penthouse with the entry fee being a tequila shot. Kain cheersed to the air and downed it then stepped in.




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ImageLilith had explained why the green clan didn't suit her and he felt it was reasonable and made sense. At least she wasn't as vain enough to believe she had the ultimate control over them and they'd rush to her aid at any time. But neither would he. So it became his turn to explain. "So basically what you're asking for is someone to seize you out of the predicaments you get yourself into? And that's me at this current point in time, is that right? I can't always be there to protect you Lilith. No one can. And the way I see it." Caleb smirked. "If you're not as sly enough to escape adversaries or sing them a siren song then you shouldn't have such power playing side kick anyway." He cocked his head to the side giving her a look that expressed mock sympathy. He saved himself with another smile to indicate he was joking again as he approached Wren's penthouse. "You could always try and stay out of trouble." He suggested, probably maniacally to her. Caleb knocked down the shot. "Run me through some scenarios.โ€

As he stepped in he observed most of the devils they had mentioned were present. He looked to Lilith and shrugged with an amused grin. โ€œCome on. Hit me with one.โ€ He said, ready to counter it, never losing the spark of amusement in his eye as he backed himself into his own little area.

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Character Portrait: Enzo Nigma Character Portrait: Astrid Rogers Character Portrait: Caleb Kent Character Portrait: Nathaniel Bane Character Portrait: Joker Jr Character Portrait: Elizabeth Natchios Character Portrait: Kain Character Portrait: Lilith Isley Character Portrait: Kumiko Oyama Character Portrait: Mathias Gold

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Astrid had decided to train more. Towards the end of the simulation, she had barely grazed through with her life before she could be crushed like a can. But it wasn't her life she worried about as much as jeopardizing Stark's and a "civilians". Had it been a real trap from some mad genius, they would all be crushed and it simply wasn't good enough. Max was naked without his suit but she had abilities without the token shield.
โ€œAstrid.โ€
She turned to the voice and half smiled. โ€œHeard of the simulation did you?โ€
โ€œI did. It sounded challenging. Are you okay?โ€ Astrid opened her mouth to try explain it to him but then J.A.R.V.I.S spoke. A message from Wren and already, Astrid cringed awaiting some disturbing phrase as they stood in silence until J.A.R.V.I.S concluded the announcement. โ€œAsshats? Is that the popular reference to colleagues now?โ€ A judgemental brow perked up.
โ€œI didnโ€™t say it!โ€ Astrid claimed defensively. โ€œWhat are you doing here anyway?โ€
โ€œWellโ€ฆโ€ He looked around the space and shrugged as if it were casual convenience. โ€œI was around the neighborhood. Thought Iโ€™d stop by. I just wanted to check that you were okay and doing well.โ€
โ€œI'm okay,โ€ she assured him gently and genuinely, and truly there weren't a foreign scar or bruise on her. Yet Steve paid it little mind, evaluating Astrid's condition for himself. โ€œHonestly, I don't need saving.โ€ She said softly but with enough enforcement to her.
Steve smiled slightly and looked her over with a certain sense of pride and love. Her development had been an impressive journey but she still had much to learn. โ€œI won't keep you from the party.โ€ Though it looked as if something else was going to be said. Something of a lecturing nature which would have made more sense coming from him than to encourage going to a party. Astrid smiled waiting for it with speculating eyes on him. When Steve didn't continue, she hugged him. โ€œI'll see you soon.โ€

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Astrid had arrived at her penthouse, got to shower and feel clean again and even get fashionably clothed and within what had felt like a delayed amount of time was still not the last to down the shot for entry to Wren's and enter her colorful penthouse. She pulled a face, setting the shot glass down by the bar giving a quick smile to Mathias then drifting elsewhere. She found herself near Kumiko which often had an interesting perspective but little to say for the most part. Astrid was aware of her quirk of people-watching that had its perks. People were so often mindless of silent but deadly and awareness of what they spoke. โ€œAnything exciting yet?โ€ She asked, as if it were channel flicking.



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Oh Caleb. Turning my intentions to be such indelicate deeds. Nevertheless she accepted his own voice. Crude as he was hitting her with some reality, he had a point with no one truly being 100% punctual. "And the way I see it. If you're not as sly enough to escape adversaries or sing them a siren song then you shouldn't have such power playing side kick anyway." A burn for a burn, she supposed, that was fair. Though, he was wrong, but she wasn't going to reveal all the hidden underestimated little details. "You could always try and stay out of trouble." Lilith grinned at that with a laugh emerging from her throat. "Sorry. I guess I'll just...sing them a siren song and hope they're pirates." She mocked.

Lilith would only be deluding herself in pretending not to be equally amused by a big game of what if. Not to mention the evolution the game could have with continual alcohol consumption involved. Lilith took the shot and downed it followed by a little shudder. Caleb was grinning back at her. "Come on. Hit me with one." A very poor choice of words, particularly given the environment but it made it all the more amusing. Lilith glided in after him, while her lips pursed as she brainstormed a scenario. "Okay," she said slowly at first. "Say, a tsunami comes and lightning and tornadoes. One at a time. And some freak force makes it target me. What would you do?" One thing she knew was what Jai would do. And all things considered he was a hard margin to beat.


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Character Portrait: Wren Wilson Character Portrait: Enzo Nigma Character Portrait: Alex Todd Character Portrait: Astrid Rogers Character Portrait: Caleb Kent Character Portrait: Nathaniel Bane Character Portrait: Jai West Character Portrait: Matt Grayson Character Portrait: Joker Jr Character Portrait: Elizabeth Natchios Character Portrait: Kain Character Portrait: Lilith Isley Character Portrait: Kumiko Oyama Character Portrait: Olivia Storm Character Portrait: Mathias Gold Character Portrait: Christian Kasady

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The Flash
The Child

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A cold shiver ran all the way up Jai's spine at the sound of Christian's name. He didn't even realize Wren said she was going to meet him he simply reacted by grabbing Alex and high tailing it as far away from that monster as possible. Jai was terribly afraid of the guy and his hero instinct told him to run away and protect his best friend since the other one had that cool healing thing to keep her safe. "I think we're safe." Jai commented with a heroic grin on his face like he just saved Alex's life. He fixed his hoodie by zipping it up since it was flapping around everywhere while they stood there in awkward science. "So... Race?" Jai finally filled the silence with a question that he soon realized was dumb after it left his mouth. A race between them wasn't really fair unless Jai was blind folded and he'd rather not go back to the infirmary again.

"Nevermind." Jai said this with one of his light hearted laughs. "Let's just go to Wren's party before she drags us there." He reached his hand out and waited for her to grasp it. "I'll give you a lift speedy style." Once she finally took hold of his hand he hoisted her up onto his back before taking off down the halls and up a few flights of stairs to stop at Wren's door and be informed they needed to take shots. Jai didn't let Alex get down which would probably end badly if she got annoyed or angry which she did often. For now Alex was perched on his back while he downed the shot and ran into the room bouncing Alex around hoping to bring out the little girl he remembered from so many years ago.



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Bane
The Brawn


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Mathias was quick to smile at Nathaniel's new presence beside Jr. "Don't you think two against one is pretty unfair, Nathan?" Nathaniel stood straighter once he was addressed. He was already a giant in the room towering easily over everyone there and his posture only made his huge stature even bigger. Mathias's remark towards him changed as quickly as that smile appeared on his face when Nathaniel came over to do his awful job. "Sorry, I know you're just looking out for him." More of like doing what he was forced into. "But if he starts a fight with me, I will fight back." The poor guy just didn't understand but it wasn't like Nathaniel was going to stand there and explain it. Nathaniel just hoped no fight would break because he wasn't in the mood to have to hurt one of the few people in this school he didn't completely despise.

That was when Enzo joined the conversation and Nathaniel responded by rolling his eyes. "I've no fight with you, or your paranoia, I am very much not interested in you or Enzo. I like people I can trust." At least he was smart enough not to choose guys based on appearance like most idiots. Though Enzo's remark ruined the moment. "There's no need to fight over little 'ole me... There's already a shortage of attractive men in the world, do we really need to make it less?" Yes. Nathaniel thought. Starting with you and Jr. Nathaniel ignored the rest of the conversation between the three when a scarlet streak came through the door with another one of the few people Nathaniel could stand, Alex Todd though the fact that she was with Jai made Nathaniel avoid going over there. Instead he walked away form the little trio and took a seat at what seemed to him like a bar.