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Cameron Stewart/Lantern

"In Brightest Day, in Darkest Night....No evil shall escape my sight....Let those who worship evils might, Beware my power...My Lantern's Light"

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a character in “The Descendants”, as played by TheCrimsonLady

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β˜…Full name
Cameron Jonathan Stewart
β˜…Alias
Lantern
Green Lantern
Yellow Lantern
β˜… Age
19
β˜… Abilities/powers
Oan Power Ring (Yellow and Green)
-When active, a power ring will encase its user in a protective, life-supporting force field. This force field allows the user to fly, travel through inhospitable environments (outer space, underwater, etc.), and enter hyperspace in order to move vast distances quickly. The ring also generates its wearer's Green Lantern uniform: the uniform appears over their normal attire and vanishes at the user's will.

Power rings are able to give off electromagnetic radiation of various frequencies. This radiation can be focused by the wearer into a beam, similar in appearance and effect to a powerful laser.

Innate understanding of the fears and phobias of others

Expert hand-to-hand combatant
β˜… Likes
Training
Quiet
Space
β˜… Dislikes
Talking
Groups of people
His father being mentioned.
the Color Green.
Being Mistaken for his father.
β˜… Personality
One can look at Cameron, and not quite know what to make of him. He is emotions are barely betrayed by his face so just by looking at him, one can't say what he's thinking. Thoughtful, Cameron is a deep thinker, and can often be found in his own head, contemplating his next move, whatever that is. Critical and Clever, He may be a man of little words, but he will let his opinion known if he finds it to be critical to the circumstances at hand. Reserved and Polite. He keeps to himself mostly, meditating or training, trying to better himself, so he comes off as stand offish, or even antisocial. When he speaks to others though, he's polite. using Ms. and Mr. with their respective last names. He has an unusual understanding of what people fear, and therefore can read them well.
β˜… Appearance
Cameron is a handsome dark skin , tall and muscular yet lean young man with intense dark eyes. He can often be seen in training athletic gear or his Lantern uniform, that ranges from green to yellow depending on which ring he decides to use. He always wears his yellow ring on his left hand and his green one his right.
β˜… History
Cameron grew up on planet away from both Earth and Ona, under the watchful eye of his guardian Thaal Sinsetro after his father was killed. Thaal raised him, gave him a home and taught him all he knew of the Lantern corp and what it means to be a Lantern, something he told him his father, never really knew. He told him that the Lantern's while they meant well, they believe the Will is the ultimate power when instead it was fear. The rings chose the wearer and that was a mistake. Cameron grew up believing this, that his father died because he didn't have the true power, that Thaal did.
As Cameron grew older, he began to hate the Green Lanterns, believing them weak, and Thaal upon finding this, granted him his own power ring, a deep yellow one with a matching lantern. Cameron was happy with this, proud to be yellow instead of green but he found he wanted to know more of his father, why he father died and why could he have been yellow too since Thaal had always claimed they were friends. Thaal didn't like the inquires and denied him all answers.
It was a quiet night, when suddenly, he was taken, and whisked off to the planet Ona where the Green Lantern Corp was and it was there that he was chosen by his father's ring and his lantern He was chosen to be a Green Lantern. Upon saying the oath, he felt something powerful, something he couldn't explain and it wasn't nearly as weak as Thaal said it would be.

Confused by the power both rings held, Cameron decided to go his own way, and with the help of a disobedient Watcher, he was taken to Earth and to attend the school to learn who and what he truly is. Unsure if he is Yellow or Green, he chose the name, Lantern.
β˜… FC and Hexcolor
Micheal B Jordan. #808000
β˜… Penthouse
He hates that people always gives him Green things and his room in no expection

So begins...

Cameron Stewart/Lantern'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 BrynhildsdΓ³ttir 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
T H E 0 M O U T H


H E X C O D E
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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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O U T F I T

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: Alex Todd Character Portrait: Astrid Rogers Character Portrait: Kid Arachnid/Anansi Morales Character Portrait: Ethan Drake Character Portrait: Aiden Drake Character Portrait: Tommy Kyle Character Portrait: Nathaniel Bane Character Portrait: Max Stark Character Portrait: Elizabeth Grey Character Portrait: Phil Coulson Character Portrait: Alfred Character Portrait: Joker Jr Character Portrait: Cameron Stewart/Lantern Character Portrait: Lucrecia "Cree" Luthor Character Portrait: Adrienne Strange

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Image Cameron wasn't asleep. His eyes were closed and he was in bed, but he wasn't asleep. He was mediating, both of his ring glowing bright, their respective lanterns sitting on his bed. He'd slept that night, but he rose earlier. The time on this planet was still something he had to get used to. Oa had a sun but it never shined as brightly as the Earth's sun did. His circadian rhythm didn't work like the rest of the Earthlings.

"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."

Cameron's eyes opened and the bright glowing power rings dimmed, but only slightly. He took a deep breath, and uncrossed his legs, climbing out of bed. He'd already showered -that something he'd grown fond of- and changed into his clothes, some loose denim pants, a loose shirt and what everyone called a hoodie. He made his way toward class, as J.A.R.V.I.S spoke again. He took his time, as he approached Alfred.

"Good Morning, Mr. Stewart."

"Mr. Pennyworth."Cameron greeted, handing over his yellow ring but he hesitated. "You'll get them back before classes are finished."Alfred reassured and Cameron nodded and pulled his green ring off as well, he placed them in Alfred's hand and felt naked without that. He'd worked hard for the yellow ring, and the green was his only connection to his father. Parting with them, nearly every day, was hard, and didn't seem to get any easier with each passing day.

He walked inside the classroom, and took a set in the back, farthermost from everyone. Most didn't even see him there, and that was fine. He had what most would call friends, but he preferred to be alone.

So he watched, he watched as Magni entered, barking as usual. Cameron smirk, so slight it looked like a twitch. Much like himself, Magni was not of this world, he understood as much as he did, which meant very little. This world was a confusing place.

He sat quietly in his seat, thinking to himself, what else he would have to learn of this new place. Anansi, had be so kind as to give him a list of all the things she thought he should see but honestly, he wasn't sure if he had the time. There was a lot on her list.

As if called by her thoughts, The sweet girl practically skipped into the room. She hadn't seen him, but she waved to all that she did see, screaming her greetings, she took a seat nearest the dark boy, Thomas and the telepath, Elizabeth. Anansi's affection for the girl was charming and her fondness of the boy obvious.

Cameron just turned back to his thoughts, thinking about perhaps one day attending the parties Anansi always seems to throw. He'd been here a year but never accepted her invitation.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Magni Thorson Character Portrait: Wren Wilson Character Portrait: Enzo Nigma Character Portrait: Astrid Rogers Character Portrait: Thena BrynhildsdΓ³ttir Character Portrait: Kid Arachnid/Anansi Morales Character Portrait: Ethan Drake Character Portrait: Aiden Drake Character Portrait: Tommy Kyle Character Portrait: Nathaniel Bane Character Portrait: Max Stark Character Portrait: Elizabeth Grey Character Portrait: Phil Coulson Character Portrait: Alfred Character Portrait: Cameron Stewart/Lantern Character Portrait: Lucrecia "Cree" Luthor Character Portrait: Elizabeth Natchios

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Image "Uh...sure, I guess. I've got nuttin else to do." Anansi beamed.
He's coming over! She thought brightly, she was sure she was probably screaming in Liz's ear right now. "I'll bring over the control I took from you.....ma wasn't a very good role model." He said with a devilish smirk and made Anansi blush but then she topped. "I didn't even notice" She said, with a curious chuckle. She wasn't lying. She really hadn't noticed but she would have figured if she had, he'd be the culprit. Hey, at least he was honest. "So who else is coming?" Tommy said and Anansi bit her lip.

"Uhh....Probably the usual." She said, inwardly kicking herself. He would ask who else was coming.

"Good Job, Webhead....Liz, Help me out." she thought to herself, and then to Liz.

Thankfully, Tommy dropped that conversation entirely. "Man, I feel naked without my claws." He murmured and Anansi shrugged. "And not in the fun way." He said and she fought hard spare Liz the mental image, it didn't hid the redness that formed on her tawny cheeks.

"Don't see the point in taking my weapons, not like I can take on half the people here. Someone one like Magni, or Bane would just swat me away like a hundred and sixty pound fly." He complained and Anansi sighed. Here it comes, the mood and brood.

"Yea, but you're quicker then both of them, Yea, their big but also means there slower." she said matter of factly. "I think it's cool, you can do what everyone else can without the excuse, that makes stronger than a lot of us. For us it's an excuse, for you, that's something you had to learn, and that's way cooler then something your just born with." she said, gesturing to herself. Yes, she was strong, she had the proportionally strength of a spider, but she really did think what he managed to do was cooler, without powers but it was in one ear with him, this wasn't the first conversation nor would it be the last.
"If you want, I can show you some pressure points that'll even the playing field, don't need weapons for those. "She added with a shrug.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Magni Thorson Character Portrait: Wren Wilson Character Portrait: Enzo Nigma Character Portrait: Astrid Rogers Character Portrait: Thena BrynhildsdΓ³ttir 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.

Characters Present

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.

Characters Present

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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H E X: #ef9f26 β–ŒOutfit X β–Œ Superman


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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H E X:#1d7276 β–ŒOutfit: X β–ŒNightwing


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.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Magni Thorson Character Portrait: Wren Wilson Character Portrait: Enzo Nigma Character Portrait: Alex Todd Character Portrait: Astrid Rogers Character Portrait: Thena BrynhildsdΓ³ttir 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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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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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.



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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.



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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}.



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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.



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β–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–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.



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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
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F L O O R - L L 1 3
Thena BrynhildsdΓ³ttir & 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.



G R O U P - 1 1
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F L O O R - L L 3 5
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: Aiden Drake Character Portrait: Nathaniel Bane Character Portrait: Jai West Character Portrait: Phil Coulson Character Portrait: Joker Jr Character Portrait: Cameron Stewart/Lantern Character Portrait: Lilith Isley Character Portrait: Charlie Barton

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Nathaniel never shifted even an inch when Enzo acknowledged him. He may have given a slight nod but that was it. Nathaniel stayed seated exactly the way he was and stayed completely quiet. He was leaning forward in his chair but his back was straight. His elbows were on the desk while his fingers were locked together under his nose and he watched the world around him. One by one, cliques began to form with the various children of heroes and villains. Each little group came together and conversed while others decided to try and get under each other's skin much like Aiden and Enzo were doing right now. Or the scarlet flash that dashed across the room and practically asked to get beaten by an Asgardian for the sake of a science experiment. Logically, what Jai was proposing would work . Anyone who had a basic concept of physics would understand that but it was also obvious that Magni would heal, hit Jai, and Jai would need close to a month to heal after every bone in his face was shattered.

"Wonderful. Sandwiched between Frosty the Snowman and The Jolly Green Mute..." Nathaniel rolled his eyes but this only response he gave was a small grunt before getting up out of his seat and moving loudly one down. He went back to his previous seating position. Everything else Enzo said after was simply tuned out by Nathaniel as he decided to continue observing the three red stooges. It was bit baffling that three very physically capable heroes had the collective IQ of a hamster. Well two physically capable heroes and one childish buffoon that knew how to run fast. At least Jai and Wren had quick, witty tongues along with likeability where as Magni was simply a bigger brute than what people perceived Nathaniel to be. The only somewhat intelligent one from the group of red tights was Alex who seemed to be no where in sight. What a shame...

As if on cue, there came Alex and Joker Jr bursting through the door and throwing one punch after the other. Jr managed to look much much worse than Alex once Coulson was able to separate the two and calm Alex down enough not to kill him. Anyone who had eyes on Nathaniel instead of Alex would of seen his mouth curve ever so slightly into a smile after witnessing his 'best friend' get his ego crushed by a red headed girl with daddy issues. Of course Jr managed to keep his composure still as psychopathic as usually when he sat beside his favorite boy toy with a sly grin on his face. Jr only stirred the pot further by appearing though he were talking to Enzo about Alex when she was turned around. Nathaniel kept his gaze on the back of her head before he eventually trailed off before he caught someone else with a gaze lingering for too long on the red head.

"Well, Lilith... Don't you look ravishing today. Enough to tempt the devil." Jr was too loud for even Nathaniel to ignore. He looked away from the female Asgardian and over to his insane boss. Nathaniel hadn't even noticed that Lilith had placed herself right in front of them until now. Lilith, much like her mother, seemed to attract attention with ease. Especially from the male demographic and Jr was no exception but Nathaniel was. He understood why people found the girl so physically attractive but he himself felt nothing. There was nothing about her that drew him in. He was fascinated by her mind and they weren't exactly friends since Nathaniel really didn't have friends.

Nathaniel's thoughts were interrupted when Coulson began to announce the pairings for the training exercise today. He was disappointed he didn't get paired up with Alex. He actually enjoyed her slightly more than most. Wren would have been fine but he really didn't feel like listening to her babble today. Enzo's superioty complex was a bit irritating and Jr was impossible to have a solid plan with. Really most of the possible pairings for Nathaniel would not be pleasant. At least Cameron wasn't completely incompetent. Then again... He didn't have his rings of power so Nathaniel would most likely be doing all the work. Great... Nathaniel stood up from his seat a little too quickly and made his chair fly back. He shrugged it off and went to grab Cameron. "Come." He grunted and practically dragged him out of the room.



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[color=##9E0202]"My strength knows no bounds, and I am a God. Very well. Only if you give me the same curtsy. I wish to see a human body turned into a puddle."[/color] Jai saw the blood thirsty grin and gulped for a moment as he imagined himself as a puddle. He dug his feet into the ground ready to run the other direction since Magni didn't seem like he was joking. "Did you know that Magni is a god? I didn't know that. It's not like he says it nearly every time he speaks." Wren piped in. First she was insulting his ability to perform in the sheets, and now she was defending him. No one can resist the scarlet speedster. Especially one so dashingly handsome like Jai. With new found confidence, Jai grinned at Magni. "I'll let you hit me... Jai dashed away before he could blink and reappeared behind Magni before tapping his shoulder. "If you can catch me first."

They were soon interrupted by a loud thud that hit the door before Alex Todd and Joker Jr came crashing through the door. Jai couldn't help but cheer Alex on as she bashed Jr's brains out. It was a magnificent sight that was unfortunately ruined by Coulson. Of course Jai had to be more focused on Magni at this point in case he tried to sucker punch him but Alex walked right up to the two not in the mood to deal with anything. "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." She practically shoved them both into a seat with her crazy alien strength before she sat down in between Jai and Wren. It wouldn't be smart for Jai to talk to her while she was this angry but Jai wasn't exactly know for his intellect. "H-hey Alex..." He began to stutter. "Nice left hook." On this very rare occasion, Jai was at a loss for words on account of the girl he's been in love with since he crash landed into this world and got his ass kicked by this breathe taking girl who just beat up one of his tormentors. She was perfect and nothing that came out of his mouth was ever perfect or smooth when it came to Alex.

Coulson stepped in and kept Jai from making himself looking dumber than he already is by announcing their training exercise and the pairings. Jai closed his eyes and prayed he'd get Alex so he could save the day and then ask her to the dance and make all his dreams come true but his heart sank when he heard Alex get paired up with Charlie Barton. I hope they fail so he can't take her to the dance. He thought bitterly before realizing he completely missed who he got paired with. Jai stuck his hand up in the air impatiently until Coulson finally called on him. "Um... Who's my partner again?" Coulson sighed and looked back at his sheet before answering Jai's question. "Lilith Isley." Jai sprang out of his seat and began jumping up and down in the air like a giddy teenage girl before racing around the room screaming, "I GOT PAIRED WITH THE HOTTEST GIRL IN SCHOOL!!!" He eventually stopped in front of Lilith and leaned his hand on the table while tilting his head back. "Sup."

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Joker Junior Character Portrait: Kid Arachnid/Anansi Morales Character Portrait: Tommy Kyle Character Portrait: Nathaniel Bane Character Portrait: Elizabeth Grey Character Portrait: Cameron Stewart/Lantern

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Cameron looked up, his face impassive, neither pleased nor displeased with his pairing, it was the assignment that bothered him. Without his rings, he wouldn't be much use, physically. He could always call his rings, they could come to him, no matter where he was in the universe, but no, this was a lesson, and so he'd have to relay on his mind.

"Come" Cameron looked up to see Nathaniel standing before him, and it was in that same moment, he grabbed him by the shoulder and half dragged him out of the door. Cameron snatched away from him. His face calm but his eyes burning. The rings in the cart began to glow. He calmed himself as best he could, so they wouldn't come to him. "If you want this to work, and I can only assume that you do, this is not the way to begin." he said, and he could hear Thaal in his voice. "Without my rings, I will not be much use physically, but I believe I have the mind for problem solving, if you are willing to listen to instruction." He said, and adjusted his shirt. "Now, I do not believe you to be a complete brunt, completely being the operative term, and for the time being, let us use own minds and complete our task." He said and started ahead, his hands already missing the weight of the rings.




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"Anansi Morales & Joker Jr."
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Anansi was frozen as she played her name and his over and over again just in case she heard it wrong. Maybe it was Jai, and she just misheard it somehow but no, it was there. Joker Jr, right next to her name. "For real?" She said and sighed. Of all the people, in all the world, she had to be paired with him...Schzio the Clown.
She sighed, running her hands through her curly mane as she turned to her friends.
"If I die, It's his fault, and I want you all to take revenge, okay?" She said and was only half kidding. Sure, most of his pranks were harmless....ish, they weren't violent, but he was far too unpredictable for her to trust that they'd stay that way.
Reluctantly, she stood up and walked over to her 'partner'"C'mon, Slappy." She said, gesturing to him to come. "Let's get this over with." She said and already starting walking green mile toward the Elevator. "If you pull anything, remember, Electric venom...couldn't put it in the cart." she said they steeped into the elevator with wave of her fingers, which buzzed and popped with electricity.