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a part of B3, by maccotango.

Ireland is an island in the North Atlantic separated from Great Britain to its east by the North Channel, the Irish Sea, and St George's Channel.

maccotango holds sovereignty over Ireland, giving them the ability to make limited changes.

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characters are based on existing characters throughout history.

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The island's geography comprises relatively low-lying mountains surrounding a central plain, with several navigable rivers extending inland. The island has lush vegetation, a product of its mild but changeable oceanic climate, which avoids extremes in temperature. Thick woodlands covered the island until the Middle Ages. As of 2013, the amount of land that is wooded in Ireland is about 11% of the total, compared with a European average of 35%.
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Ireland

Ireland is an island in the North Atlantic separated from Great Britain to its east by the North Channel, the Irish Sea, and St George's Channel.

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Ireland is a part of Earth.

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Amara Livianus [4] Peter Pan | Peter Pan
Phoenix Willow [4] Tinker Bell | Peter Pan

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Character Portrait: San Koneko Character Portrait: Sirius Selene Character Portrait: Roman Barcero
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A FABULA ON THE HORIZON maccotango
Smoke left Roman's mouth in long, slow puffs as he sat on the park bench. B3 (or B-cubed as he preferred) had a firm no-smoking policy since it was underground and honestly, he had no desire to quit. He'd tried everything from patches to gum to Fabula mind control but nothing stuck to him for more than a few weeks. He'd always come crawling back and doctors would always wonder why he managed to have the fitness level that he did. Truthfully he didn't either given that his days were numbered and his genetics seemed to lean in favor of not getting heart disease.

"What are you reading mister?"

Roman raised a brow, looking up from his book to find a young child tilting her head at him. He ground the cigarette butt into the ashtray before handing the book to the girl.

"Have you heard of the twins who defeated the gods?" he asked.

She shook her head.

"There were these two twins, normal humans, who went to the Underworld and took down each god until they became so powerful they ascended to become the sun and moon," he grinned, "do you know how they did it?"

Again she shook her head but urged him to continue.

"They marched towards the gods with only their wit and skill and-"

"Carly get away from him!" a woman yelled, walking over and jerking the brunette girl away, "you know not to talk to strangers! You could have been kidnapped or worse."

Roman sighed and leaned back in his seat. Was it the hair? The eye patch? Clearly there must have been something wrong with him if everyone and their mother seemed to think of him as a threat. Still, the conversation was merely a distraction from what he the mission he'd been sent yesterday. He didn't find any fun in retrieving new Fabula and especially not those who probably had no idea what they were doing. He had enough of that with Sirius.

Just kidding.

Walking to a hidden alcove, he opened his book and found himself in B3's headquarters where it was well into the evening. He'd gotten used to the time differences so he simply advanced to one of the meeting rooms and texted Sirius.

To: Sirius Selene
From: You
You meet with San Koneko yet?

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Character Portrait: Phoenix Willow Character Portrait: Amara Livianus
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#, as written by Verix
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bruh, i am so sorry that u were stuck with this. However, i do intend
on being better next post. dw man, i got you.

AMARA.LIVIANUS
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                      Amara knew enough about children to know that once their minds were made up, it would be difficult to make them see differently. As such she made it her duty to appear like an older sister to the girls, and gain a favorable opinion from them.

                      However, their expressions didn’t give any clue as to what their thoughts were and so Amara was left in the dark to contemplate. Mentally she prepared herself for the worst and closed her eyes, beginning to sigh heavily from incoming exhaustion but it shocked her to notice a small hand shaking her arm.

                      She gave the twin still holding onto her a questioning look, and it was only when the girl pointed at her twin did Amara notice the third one gone.

                      “Phoenix, did you see where Macha went?” The tone of her voice was not rushed, but it had an overtone of panic woven carefully into a presence of maturity. She asked her younger partner for help for he seemed much more reliable - despite his age - on handling matters of children. Not that she knew for sure, but it was a speculation that she was willing to put to the test.

                      It was easy to tell the twins from their older sister, for even though they all came form the same mother they did not share similar facial features. Macha’s eyes had been a darker shade of brown and her face was more oval than the others. Her gaze, even for a nine year old, seemed unnerving and a smile of either malice or mischievousness - for she couldn’t tell which it was - always caught Amara off guard.

                      The twins however were much harder to tell apart, but after careful speculation she noted Anand was much more gentle than her sister Babd.

                      However, all her speculations came from the first few minutes when she and Phoenix were introduced. Nothing was set in stone, and Amara would soon come to learn just how alike they all were.

                      The sight of a crow standing on the floating ball of darkness brought her back to reality. “Nice job, however I would ask you not to do that in public. You might scare some people.” The crow only squawked and Amara took it as a sign of distress. It’s tone was too high pitched, and the short stutter at the end cemented her theory.

                      “Uh, Phoenix do you have any idea what to do now,” honestly, even after growing up in an orphanage with many other kids Amara still didn’t find it easy to talk with her younger peers - let alone teach them to try control and their powers. “Cause if you don’t, she’s going to be stuck that way until God knows when.”

                      Perhaps it wouldn’t be the worst of ideas, but their adoptive parent’s would be none too pleased.

                      Babd who had been eerily silent walked toward her sister and began to pet her head, lovingly. Amara didn’t think it too creepy, but it was strange for when all things considered Macha’s younger sister was petting her as a crow.

                      “We can google good places to see later…but for now I think we have a more pressing issue.”

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This was not exactly what Phoenix had in mind of the first mission that will introduce him to exactly what the B3 did. What he had imagined involved explosions and dragons, but now that he thought about it that seemed rather far fetched as well. Still, he couldn’t help but feel a sense of disappointment when he first got the mission of babysitting a few kids, though that task seemed quite a bit harder than he had expected from the beginning. Sure, the kids were odd, and they might have powers, but they were only children.

He was starting to have second thoughts when the third girl disappeared out of the blue. “I’m afraid not.” Amara was technically his senior, this being the first mission he was on. It didn’t involve any fighting, yet it seems that they had already stumbled upon a rather difficult situation. Not the first one, Phoenix felt that he was being plagued by pranks since they got the focus of their mission.

Hovering an inch or two above the ground, Phoenix considered the idea of flying around to look for the missing child, but that would mean that he was defeating the point of hiding their powers. He landed on the ground with a soft sigh, scanning the crowds for the missing one of the sisters until Amara spoke again.

“Nice job, however I would ask you not to do that in public. You might scare some people.” There was a crow. On a floating black ball. Phoenix could immediately feel his mind leap into hyperdrive. The people around them was all he could think of, and the panic that was taking over the entirety of his emotions didn’t help much with his situation. Oh what if he messed up, on his first mission too. Millions of possibilities sped past his mind in an instant, and Phoenix was surprised that Amara still managed to keep a cool head around matters like those.

“Uh, Phoenix do you have any idea what to do now, cause if you don’t, she’s going to be stuck that way until God knows when.” He made a soft noise at the back of his throat that sounded like a hoarse scream. How does one make a crow turn back into a child? Calming his mind the best he could, Phoenix stretched his hand out toward the crow gingerly to pet it like Babd was doing. In all honestly, his mind pulled a complete blank on what to do.

“Nope, no idea. If you could move the sphere we could keep it this way until Macha turns back.” If Macha should decide to fly in that state, at least Phoenix wouldn’t have much of an issue keeping up. The only thing is how it would look like to regular people. “In the meantime, I think we could just take care of the remaining two and… Look around?” He asked, trying to make it seem like he had it all worked out but the undertone of his voice had a quality close to hysteria. Children were hard to take care of, and he might be overreacting slightly.


((I'm sorry I'll sort it out later just wanted to get a response in and I'm not good and using NPCs k bye))

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#, as written by Verix
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help this poor soul. and release me from this cruel world

AMARA.LIVIANUS
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                      She couldn’t contain her laughter at the sound of “carefully” hidden distress in her partner’s voice and so she didn’t.The black ball shook alongside her shoulders and it was only the loud squawking of a bird that reminded her of the situation at hand.

                      Phoenix’s suggestion was rather sound, but the only problem was how the Hell she would conceal a raven sitting on a blob of pure darkness. She let out a sigh and pinched the bridge of her nose knowing what she had to do, but not liking it immensely - and neither would the bird.

                      With a sudden movement she pulled poncho over her shoulders and grabbed the orb next to her with the bird still on it. It nestled nicely in the crook of her elbow and she could feel the bird trying to fly away, but Amara kept a firm grip.

                      “Until you transform back, you’re going to stay under here,” a loud screech and a bit to her elbow caused her to wince, “And I don’t trust you not to fly away.”

                      It scratched her three more times and finally she was fed up with the constant harassment that she let the bird go, but only so far. Amara made it sit on her shoulder and with a glare that said if it pooped or ran away from her, it would have Hell to pay. It didn’t acknowledge her demand but it didn’t move either which Amara took as a good sign.

                      If worse came to worse she’d make Phoenix fly after Macha where it would then be promptly stuck inside her cape once more.

                      She then turned her gaze toward her partner and stared into his eyes, trying to look intimidating, "Not a word, you hear?” Amara kept her voice level but the squirming animal underneath her was taking away her seriousness.

                      The two sisters seemed horrified at what she was doing with Macha but Amara kept them in line with a well placed, ‘this could be you,” line. It instantly shut them up long enough to google search some places to visit - finally their true mission would come into play.

                      “Kids like art right? Do you think they’d appreciate the beauty of looking at paintings at National Gallery of Ireland?” At the mention of art the twins shook their head no and the crow made a noise of disapproval. Once more she sighed and looked at the kids in silent question of what they would like to do.”

                      “I want ice cream and cake and cookies!” Bad suggested enthusiastically, Anand quickly nodded her head in agreement with a scream of, “Me too.”

                      “SQUAK.”

                      These kids were going to kill her, and her wallet. With a look of defeat she turned her gaze to Phoenix and prompted him to either deny or accept their suggestion. It wasn’t fair to him, but then again she would have bird marks on her skin for weeks.

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Phoenix flushed a little as Amara started laughing, noticing that his panic wasn't that well hidden after all. Brilliant, his first time on the job and he was already completely out of control. Not to mention that this Mission was relatively easy compared to the examples he had heard, though it was far from what he'd consider relaxing in any definition.

The squawking of the Raven soon attracted his attention however, just enough for him to distract himself for the flustered feeling. Amara had stuck the entire black orb under her poncho. With the bird Macha sitting on it.

With a mixture of horror and amusement, Phoenix watched as she wrestled with the bird before relenting, letting it sit on her shoulder. "No, no words." He promised quickly, trying hard not to laugh at her predicament. It wasn't polite, and he had a newfound respect for his partner. Not everyone could shove an entire bird under the poncho and keep it there, looking threatening at the same time. As odd as her methods seem, she had gotten the situation under control.

"Is your arm alright? I have band aids for that," he offered before being presented with the decision of choosing what they ought to do next. Phoenix always brought bandaids, it had been a habit of his to have a stock of them in his pockets from when he bumped into things from flying while he was still in training.

He was much skilled at flying now, but the habit persists. You could never be too careful after all. Without waiting for her answer, he pulled out one with cartoon animal prints on it, sticking it carefully to one of the open scratch wounds.

"All better." Phoenix gave the band aid a small pat while he pondered the decision for a second before a brainwave struck him."If Macha changed back and you three promise to behave for the rest of the day, we can go for sweets." If he could kill two birds with one stone, why not?


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