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    Musical Theatre, music theory, literature, fashion, and snowmen.

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  1. On the surface - which is most of what you've given us, so don't freak out - this magic system seems really cool. I really like the use of color, especially with the seventh being cyan instead of the expected indigo. I mean, yes, I LOVE indigo, but... ROY G. BIV is a very obvious choice. Breaking from that mold not only allows for a better aesthetic - with cyan clearly being cyan while indigo can easily be confused for violet or blue - but it also demonstrates the thought that went into it, which will reassure the reader that this system won't be a random mess. I only see a few potential holes: First, the abilities seem to have inconsistently inconsistent targets. Five target "dust," on targets "sand," and the other targets ambiguous "objects." If it just one deviant, or every other, or three groups, or four groups, than it would be a cool feature of the magic system. However, with them laid out this way, it seems arbitrary. Are the dust and sand mentioned in that section the same? Can all of the abilities simply be limited to sand? Or maybe all forms of silicon? That could be quite interesting. Second, orange and cyan have opposite powers, but the others seem totally unrelated. Is there a specific reason for this? Like the whole atium/malatium/gold relation that wasn't explained till later? Or is it an oversight? I think making that factor - of whether or not the powers are polar - consistent throughout the system would greatly improve it. Third, the way blue Lumines work bothers me, just a little. Glass, because of it's superior hardness, can already be made sharper than any metal object; why require extra skill to do this? And why should the Luminar be able to make it as "strong" as metal? What if the "skill" required was the ability to reform the glass everywhere it breaks, as it breaks? Just some thoughts. I like to knitpick. You're welcome/I'm sorry.
  2. I don't know what these are, but my guess is... Bloodlight could keep people from dying - permanently - but within a relatively insignificant range, so... Karabiner would... Yeah, he would have some fun. Just a little. These things seem to be power-monsters, so he could probably through them at themselves from many different angles, given enough cover to prepare. Arachnerd would be useless, though Mightwielder - if you guys remember that concept - could deal some SERIOUS damage to them if they're anything like what I think.
  3. I guess the automatic defense isn't something I had considered. You'd have to be careful to ease off of it slowly to avoid the worst of the heat. That's interesting, since the main use of F Brass is supposed to be surviving harsh temperatures. I guess the most likely outcome is that you'd still feel the difference in temperature, but it couldn't harm you. Or... If compounding Brass doesn't kill you, then I no longer know what to think of the whole system.
  4. Actually, the fact that F Brass stores bodyheat specifically means the most you could do is incinerate yourself. As cool as that would look (blip) it would not be a very effective tactic.
  5. Like, I'm big in the music dpt. at my high school, but that's about it. I will likely amount to something or other eventually - because I'm proud to let myself slip entirely beneath the radar - but I'm not famous at the moment. Though I often claim to Spider-Man just for fun.
  6. Hey y'all! I'm back. A super busy summer is coming to a close, and I'm ready to get writing - in this sense - again. What have I missed?
  7. Yeah, we can do that. My musical has been optioned for the spring performance instead of the fall one, so I've got a tiny bit more time on my hands and it should be enough for this RP.
  8. I can get back on it, yeah. I won't be doing as much as before, but I can probably take a week and wrap up all of my characters as soon as we do the Meeting. After that, I just rely on Drake and HH to finish Karabiner. Like, finish him finish him. Now that OS has gone down (wait, I did finish that, right?) I can do the Bloodlight-Stalemate scenes pretty quickly or just jump-cut them, and then it's just Bloodlight and Arachnerd. I think I'll just pass on Mightwielder, because I'm super busy this summer. He could show up if I come back this fall, but other than that I've got to wrap up, because writing a msucial is hard.
  9. About that... I'm writing a musical that I hope to perform with my school this fall. It's kinda taking all of my time right now, because I need to present three songs from it next week or it won't even be considered. I have only finished the lyrics for one of them, and those of the other two have barely been started. So, I will not be on here until at least the 16th, and after that my visits will be few and far between throughout the summer.
  10. YES AND THE WERE THE BEST! Okay, Legion was really good. Skyward, on the other hand... Skyward may be his best work. Like, honest to goodness, I think he outdid himself there. The comic details, the complete characters, the believable plot, the twist that made the plot even more believable, M-Bot... Okay, so maybe it's an emotional reaction just because Jerkface reminds me of myself, but... SKYWARD IS THE BEST. I wanna see if anybody's made the cadet pin yet. It may replace my Mockingjay.
  11. This is a collab by Hemalurgic Headshot and Sazedezas Lord Kelvin rested on his broom-crutch, basking in the sun. It was a fairly inefficient form of heat gain, but certainly reliable. The throbbing of his leg was only a dull ache, buried in the back of his mind under the guilty euphoria of power. He hadn’t realized the true potential of his abilities, but now… Olympia Polaris would watch its back. He stood in the middle of a random suburban street, Arachnerd some distance away, looking around. Or perhaps communicating with her spiders. Kelvin didn’t know. Or care really, for that matter. He glanced around. Were there people living here? He wondered. These houses looked identical to the others: worn, poorly tended, darkened windows, overgrown lawn. He squinted, scanning for tiny signs of humanity, or a frightened shadow through a window. Nothing. Arachnerd the Blackweb was awake. It had taken three cups of the blackest coffee available, but she was finally ready to… Whatever it was she had been planning. She was having a bit of trouble remembering at that moment, so she checked her Spyders. Spyder had lost its target somehow, so she checked its memory - which for a spider included only the highlights - and found that the young cartoonish Epic of yet indeterminate gender had apparently teleported away with a couple from out-of-town. Odd, she thought. I didn’t think there were many teleporters left after what happened in Portland, Oregon. Just Obliteration and a few others who - according to probability - should be much farther away. Spyder 5 had followed her established procedures - or perhaps her subconscious mind had directed it, she was never sure which - and followed the Epic’s companion, the man with the van. Arachnerd continued her inventory, and found Spyder 7 quite agitated. It had returned from ERA HQ with a letter, and Armageddon was walking away from the Webyrinth with that very letter. She sent the Spyder - one of her tarantula couriers - after him as quickly as she could, cursing the distance that kept her from giving new orders to the rest of her horde. The letter was still open in the Epic’s hand, however, and Arachnerd didn’t need to get Spyder 7 much closer to Armageddon before she could get the gist of it. “Lord Kelvin” she called, using the Name Riley had adopted with the guy behind the coffee shop counter. She continued checking her Spyders “There’s a conference tonight at the stadium for Epics with an interest in the city’s rule. Thought you might want to know-IS THAT-WHO-I-THINK-IT-IS?!” She hadn’t meant to cut off like that, nor had she intended to think aloud, but the sight was so shocking, she couldn’t help it. She’d focused on Spyder five for just a moment, but it had been enough to reveal that following the impressively-armored van was a red car. Not just any red car, but a Saab 9000 Aero. And Nathaniel Snyder was driving. “What?” Kelvin turned away from the houses at Arachnerd’s outburst. “Who? Wait, a conference?” An appropriate time to display his power, but if all of the city’s Epics were going… “Yes. I think it will be the best place to establish my neutrality permanently, and you can make critical alliances.” Arachnerd was still reeling slightly that Nate was already in Olympia Polaris. She knew his car was fast - it was basically a Swedish snow race car - but he couldn’t have left Lost Vegans in time to be there already. Unless… He had left for Olympia Polaris the very day of their breakup. Interesting. Of course, they had always intended to move to Olympia Polaris if they couldn’t locate surviving members of the Survivors, with the hope that they could try to re-found the organization in Alberta, but Arachnerd had been sure that Nate would have taken longer to pack. Kelvin nodded. “We’ll have to stop by then,” he said. “But… who was… the surprise…” He struggled to articulate what had made Arachnerd cry out. A tiny traitorous ball of fear coiled up in his chest. What if it was one of her enemies? Arachnerd seemed quite powerful to him with her army of spiders, but if this surprise person was dangerous… He had only one leg! “Nevermind,” Kelvin declared, brushing aside his inhibitions. “What time is the conference starting?” Arachnerd finished composing herself. “Bloodlight. [time]” was all she said. She knew that, considering the brevity of Nate’s Epic period and his lack of ambition made his name - both as an Epic and as a Hand or “Maple” as they called them here - was rather obscure. There were, of course, those who knew of the Snyders, as their organization - the Survivors - had maintained a surprising amount of sovereignty and security for [X] years, and if information about the goings-on in Lost Vegans ever got out, it could certainly have included the fact that the Epics Arachnerd the Blackweb and Bloodlight had destroyed the Survivors’ headquarters. If nothing else, she thought, it will be interesting to see how much is known and how much by Lord Kelvin. “How do we get to the stadium?” Bloodlight. Kelvin filed that back in his mind. It was a cool name, but he had already picked his own. Based on Lord Kelvin of old, the namesake of the one true unit of temperature. He thought it had a nice ring to it. “I honestly have no idea how to get to the stadium from here. Now that I think about it, I don’t think I’ve been there ever… maybe when I was a kid…” Kelvin trailed off. “I suppose we’ll just poke around.”
  12. Sorry I've been gone. I've been intermittently stressing about State Drama and the unrelated musical I'm writing. So... I haven't been on here much this last week. So, I guess I just need to finish OS, then on to the Meeting, where crap will hit the fan for Karabiner.