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[sandzephyr]

"stop making fun of my hair! It's very humid here and I'm trying my best!"

[demcntwins]

|| OPEN || King Phantom & ??? ||

Realistically Danny knew that summoning The Ghost King was a thing that people might do, he'd been warned about it by Pandora and Clockwork. They had told him that refusing a summoning was something that he would be able to do eventually, but that currently he was still to young and untrained and likely wouldn't be able to. Unlike them. That was how he ended up in this situation, appearing out of a summoning circle glowing with magical energy.

His form had instinctively changed to look more like his king form, or as much as it could handle in the human wold. Really that was just his cloak appearing on his shoulders over top of his jumpsuit, and what could only be described as an echo of his crown appearing over top of his head. Finally his eyes landed on the person who had summoned him and he rolled his eyes slightly.

"What do you want? I have a test to study for." History was surprisingly hard when you learned from private tutors your first 8 years only to be thrust into the American public education system and having to relearn the watered down version.

[themarvelliteraryuniverse]

He doesn't care what he's doing. He doesn't care how he's doing. He doesn't care, and he continues to tell himself that. Day in and day out. In the silence of a morning hunt, in the stillness of midnight. He doesn't care.

He doesn't miss him.

Most times, Victor can believe it. He has enough to do, his focus stays elsewhere. A fight, a hunt, a mission. He'll take anything. Anything that keeps his hands busy and mind clear. Anything that keeps the past in the past.

And yet, there he is. No matter what he does, how far he goes, Logan worms his way back to the forefront of his mind. It could be the smell of a cigar, the roar of a bike, the bright flash of blood on wallpaper. Victor thinks of him.

And he misses him. It aches like a wound torn open again at first. Then it fades to a phantom limb. Something that used to be there, something Victor used to rely on, gone.

The haunt finds him in the middle of the day, staring out the window and watching the wind blow. A brief warmth, a fond reminded of what had been followed by the sharp betrayal of what now was. Victor feels his shoulders tense, his jaw set.

He doesn't miss him. He doesn't need him. Victor's idle stare becomes a glare at his own faint reflection. Repeating the lie like a prayer, a hope that, one day, it'll be true.

He doesn't miss him.

[badassitron]

He fell asleep. B didn’t mean to, he was just resting his optics, and then- whoops. Recharging. It’s hard trying to find your way around the surface without a good map, after all. But he’s still gonna do his best!

[dpmultibitches]

|| OPEN || Dan & Damian & ??? ||

100% don't feel the need to match length, this is mostly just set up. I figured that I'd just toss my version of Damian (on @demcntwins) in and leave it open for anyone else to add their character. If you write Damian tho and wanna used him I can toss a different one of the bats I write in there.

Dan hadn't planned on getting caught up with the Bat's and drawing Danny's attention, despite the fact that Clockwork had set him up to do just that. But he'd gotten a hold of a blank clone body for him, or maybe was a replica body, he wasn't exactly sure what to call it given it was made with magic by calling in a favor owed to him by some magic user before dropping him in Gotham. Speaking as a ghost there were worse options, there was a lot of ambient ectoplasm in the air because of how much death marred the city so his ghost side wasn't going to grow weak. Personally though? The only place that could have been worse was Amity.

He'd been there nearly a week, and he'd found what he'd thought was an abandoned building far away from crime alley and Wayne manor as he could manage, and claimed it as his haunt. Unfortunately, 24 hours ago people had shown up and started carting things in and out of the place. He was currently crouched in a dark corner, invisible and borderline growling as he tried to decide the best way to get them out of there without drawing attention to himself.

Just as he was about to move and attempt to overshadow the person who seemed to be in charge 2 people showed up seemingly to take them down. He kept himself still and watched, ignoring the bubble of panic when he realized it was Robin and another hero. He was too busy watching them to make sure he was okay to see who the other one was, and when someone peeked out from behind a stack of boxes with a gun aimed at the back of his head? He made himself known.

He transformed as he became visible as he dove past the younger hero and grabbed a hold of the gun, an electric shock causing the goon to let go of the gun with a curse. At that Dan threw the gun to the side and leaned toward him and told you. “Y̻͚͜o̢̠̺u̢͎̠ w̘̞̞a͇̫͔n̟͖͜t̢̟̟ t̙͔͖o̞̪̼ r̝͓̻u̢͚͔n̟̻͜ n̻͚o̞̼w̠͇̞.” The words were said with just enough ghost speech behind them to hopefully scare the guy into running, he did not trust he wouldn't kill them at the threat to Robins life is he actually fought him.

When he turned around the 2 heroes and the rest of the goons were staring at them. After taking a second to decide the goons ran off, and the heroes looked prepared to fight him. Despite the defensive feeling he got at someone raising a weapon towards him, Dan held up his hands and let his transformation fade from his ghost form to his human one. “I don't want to fight you.”

[project115]

"So, um..." Xiaolong is carrying something large covered by a blanket. "I have a question for a friend. Do you know how to take care of a dragon egg?"

[mixingmuses]

" What do you mean it's Trans day of viability!? I need to do my crimes without getting spotted! Lemme be invisible again! "

[lex-cursus]

Mid winter once again. And the encroaching cold meant less work for the wolf. Whether or not that actually meant stopping her upkeep tended to be irrelevant. Especially in this moment. Huffing growls from her as she worked through a set of crunches.

Even if she really had no aim for this training, it helped maintain normalcy. Force her body to use its vast stores of energy for...something. Hunts would be slow this season as most things go dormant, so in this way, it's maintaining good habits until spring.

[amillixnvoicesarch]

OPEN starter:

          “Also I literally googled 'how to fold socks' so that's how MY DAY is going. How's yours?”

[greatliie]

open [mutuals only]

"No we-- I just need your name for the paperwork. We try to keep a tab on incursions and I would genuinely appreciate your assistance in getting this one in order. Yes. I am a Loki. No. I am not your Loki." He sighed, clipboard in hand as he ran a hand down his face.

[batfambitches]

|| OPEN || Damian & ??? ||

Mostly for Batfam members but friends/teammates works to. Kinda going with this being his 16th or 17th birthday but flexible between 15-18

“Do not pretend to know why I - ” Damian took a deep break in through his nose and out through his mouth as he forced himself to calm down, it wasn't as if they knew why he hated celebrating on his actual birthday. “As I said, I will attend any celebration the lot or you want to subject me to. But I will not be doing so Tomorrow."

[sandzephyr]

"..."

"...you don't have bitches."

[demcntwins]

|| OPENISH || Danny & ??? ||

labeled as 'openish' because he portaled himself into Wayne Manor so like, obvi the person has to be in Wayne Manor to reply.

Danny knew that he didn't have long before they were back, Jack and Maddie were convinced that he was possessed - that some ghost had taken over their son's body. He was already exhausted from his capture, but he worked quickly anyway as he wiggled his hand around until he felt the tell tale pop of his thumb dislocating, pulling his hand free from the restrains and then grabbing one of the tools from the table next to him and freeing the rest of his limbs.

He felt a wave of panic as he heard them coming back down the stairs in the middle of a hushed argument, shifting to his ghost form now that he was free of the ghost restraints. He looked around and realized that the ghost shield was definitely up, looking down at his hands as he wondered it he would be able to control his portals well enough to actually get out. He didn't have much time to think though, hand shooting forward to open one and diving through as soon as they were at the bottom of the stairs and started yelling.

It took a lot of power though, and it closed almost as soon as he was through. His transformation faded back to his human form as he stumbled forward and caught himself against a wall, whipping around a little to fast and getting a wave of dizziness as he heard someone behind him.

[enignoema]

"Frankly, I'm way too pretty to be this poor, and robbing a bank sounds like hard labour I don't deserve to have to do"

[badassitron]

The rations haven't come down again.

Sometimes this happens! Like, the overseers will be busy and they'll be feeding all of the OTHER bots, so they'll just... skip B's ration by accident. They apologize when they notice! Or, uh, they sort of make a noise and give him an extra cube to make up for it. That's basically apologizing, right?

But right now, B-127's meager pantry is empty. Trash keeps coming, but no energon- not even some energon thrown away, and it's been a couple days. His energy levels are dipping, and he's just so hungry-

So the little cogless decides he has to climb up and remind them that he exists. Just real quick. It won't even be more than a couple minutes, honest, so they won't be upset.

When he finally gets to the top of the chute, covered in grime and low energy warnings flashing all over his vision, he can't help but sigh. Someday, he hopes they'll put in a real elevator. Then maybe others will visit, or he can come up without killing his actuators.

"Hello?" He calls, shy. "Is anybody awake? ...I need my ration..."