Comatose

1. Well, I try to keep an eye on most of the RPs on site, and I've always thought the Reckoners verse would be fun to RP in. It also has a similar style to MBI, so I like the familiarity. This summer, I finally had time to commit to more than just MBI, so I went for it, and haven't looked back. I've definitely been enjoying my time there. 2. IRL, I'm going into my final year of law school in September of 2015, after which I have an articling position lined up at a law firm in Saskatoon (where I live) for June of 2016. For the summer, I'm coordinating a leadership retreat style camp for gender and sexual minority youth. 3. On an average week? Zero. I have a dairy sensitivity, and quesadillas without cheese are much less exciting. That being said, they are also delicious, so your question makes me want to up this number.

Yes, the sun was setting here, at the end of Rainmaker's intitial post. Like I said before, it was raining too, and Rainmaker would have been lighting up the field, since she was angry, but it was technically night. In other news, Rainmaker's post is up! I'm not entirely happy with how it turned out, but it's the best I have at the moment. As for the ship, I'd have to see more of Soulcaster, but they do seem to share a flair for the dramatic!

"Yes," Rainmaker said, reminding herself of Hypno's usefulness to avoid the urge to electrocute him. "We are going to have ourselves a little interrogation, that you, Hypno, will be facilitating. As you can imagine, the subject matter of the conversation, and the identity of the person I wish to converse with, are both highly sensitive, and I will be trusting in your discretion." As Rainmaker spoke, she gathered mist, shrouding the entire city in a dense fog, leaving a wide swath of clear air around the bridge. "When we leave her, I expect you to refrain from sharing what you have seen and heard with anyone. Once the task has been completed, and you've assured me of your loyalty, I have your payment ready. Do I make myself clear?" Waiting briefly for Hypno's response, Rainmaker turned to Buttercup. "Be ready to follow my orders. If Hypno is unable to do his job, I'll need you here, ready to step in if things go poorly." Once she was certain her two companions understood, Rainmaker rose into the air, hovering a few meters away from the bridge over the Williamette River. Taking a breath, she gestured upstream, creating a powerful localized cyclone. The winds immediately began to suck up the water from the river. The rest of the water not caught in Rainmaker's storm, continued to rush down stream, exposing the river bed below. And there, with her mouth bolted open, staring up with undeniable hatred and rage in her eyes, lay the Iron Ogress in her chains. Rainmaker had told Euphoria that her attacker had drowned to comfort her, and had let the city believe the same as a show of strength. In truth, her experts had been unable to discover the Iron Ogress's weakness. Noticing that her iron skin seemed to rust like regular iron, it had been proposed that they chain her at the bottom of the river to see if the rusting would force her to reverse her transformation. However, despite her rusted skin, and the fact that her body must be full of river water, the Iron Ogress was very much alive and well, a secret that Rainmaker hoped to use to her advantage. Gesturing again, Rainmaker carefully manipulated her cyclone, bending the winds into an arch that spanned the bridge. At the end of the arch, she let the winds die, so that the river water could continue down it's course. Even with an exit point, Rainmaker still found herself having to constantly monitor the wind tunnel, as the full force of the river fought against her. "Let's get to work. Hypno, I want her to answer all of my questions truthfully. See that she does. Buttercup, fly down there and remove the restraints on her mouth. There's a lever I believe that should help you unlock them. Then, stay ready and watch for signs of trouble."

I'll need a couple of responses (perhaps one or two?). No more than two, I think. A lot of it will just be Buttercup following instructions though, so we could always just assume Buttercup is following Rainmaker's orders, if you'd rather not post again.

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In game, I'm going to say this is one of many examples of Euphoria's absence affecting how things are done. As a sort of human resources head, it would have been her who would have had the most detailed knowledge of all Corvallis's epics. Perhaps, Buttercup was more familiar with IcyHot and Resistor, as they'd done some sort of security detail work for her, but without Euphoria, Heastsink was overlooked. Feel free to add him in in the manner Blaze suggested, or in your own way, guarding Converter, at any time! Yes, that was my hope! I'll finish the day off with another Euphoria flashback, just to make it clear what is happening, and start the new day with a Rainmaker post. EDIT: Actually, Redbird, tomorrow in game, we could do a fun scene where Hypno tries to convince Converter to get close enough so that Heatsink can absorb her energy through the observation hole, if Mailliw feels up to it. Though, that might be scene to wait until Silver returns. EDIT 2: Blaze, would you like to do Buttercup's arrival next? Then I can get a Rainmaker post and explain why everyone is here . Also, Mailiw, the sun would have set hours ago, and regardless, the clouds in the sky would have made it impossible to see.

I've heard of Skillet, but have never listened to much by them, so no, haha. I came up with it when making an account for Time Wasters Guide, back in the day, and it was my 14-16 (I forget how old I was) year old self's best attempt at seeming cool. I thought it fit with the whole 'wasting time' theme. The Shard of Brain Inactivity thing came later.

What about Cornucopia v Euphoria? Euphoria got to 20 here. I guess they can both go to the finals? Metronome 14 Soulcaster 11 Bone 9 (Winter is not pleased that you are harming Bone) Brighthead 10 Inhuman 12 Deathskull 10 Moulbreaker 2 Substance 12

To be fair, I haven't read much of Salem yet, so I'm afraid I at least can't really oblige you.

1. No. 2. You have all of the clues to get this figured out. Just look at the map, and then at our cast of characters and what they like to do. There's one particular character who is important. 3. In MBI? Well, counting at least one notable NPC, at least 5 or 6. I'm always open to more though. I'm also tired of a couple characters, so I might end up using them as cannon fodder if an opportunity arises and their arcs are sufficiently wrapped up. In the Reckoners, I have no idea, haha.

You're expecting Rainmaker to make sense? There's a reason she's not named Sensemaker. What was the effect of Epic status on Hypno's powers again? If I recall correctly, it was decided that epics were just more resistant, but I wanted to be certain.

I've been enjoying reading these, so I thought it only fair if I try it myself. Feel free to ask me anything, I guess. Also feel free not to. I'm usually fine with not answering questions, I think.

Aaand, the Rainmaker post is up! I'm excited for this scene, and can't wait to see Hypno in action. Also, Mailliw, I'm having trouble finding Hypno's power profile. Would you mind linking me to it?

"I'm sorry," Leila said as she handed Danny a mug of hot tea, "You know I'm not good with criers." A radiant smile spread across Danny's face as he wiped away his most recent tears. "Thanks! That's okay, I'm just being a baby anyways. I guess it just wasn't meant to be, right?" Leila shrugged. Cassandra wasn't Leila's favorite out of the string of girlfriends Danny had acquired since they started University, but she certainly wasn't her least favorite. "I guess not. Can I do anything for you?" Danny took a sip of his tea, flinched upon realizing how hot it was, and set down his mug. "No, I should be fine. Just being a baby, as per-usual." He fell backward, lying on her apartment floor next to the coffee table. Leila, comfortable with silence, sipped at her tea, and began poking around on her computer, checking if a professor had returned her latest e-mail. When he was heart-broken, Danny just needed time to process his emotions aloud. Leila certainly wasn't good at consoling people, or at solving emotional woes, but she was an old hand at listening to Danny vent. "Man love sucks. I just can't believe its over. Things seemed like they were going so well. What?" he asked, responding to the quirk in Leila's lips. "It's nothing." "Leila, you don't need to shelter me. Actually, if you told me right now that Cassie was an angel sent down just for me, and that's its all my fault things didn't work out, I might believe you, so a little harsh criticism might do me some good." Leila snorted. "Fine. Since you've had a bad day, I'll ignore the blatant sexism in your assumption that any woman's sole purpose could possibly be ''just for you'." "I appreciate the sympathy, oh wise critic of man's failing." Danny sat up straight, giving a mock bow. Leila swatted the back of his head in response. "Ow! I thought you said you were ignoring my blatant sexism today!" "I was. But then you decided to use the word 'man' to refer to the entire human species, over half of which happens to be female." Leila rolled her eyes and took another sip of her tea, preparing what she was going to say next. "Look, I know you were 'in love' with her, but honestly Danny, Cassie was kind of stuck up. She was always picking at poking at you, making sure your shirt's were neat, and that your hair wasn't stick up at odd angles, like she knew what was best for you." "Exactly! I loved that! Being with her made me want to be so much... better than I am. Isn't that healthy for a relationship?" Leila sighed impatiently. "Perhaps. But Danny, sometimes it seemed less like she was trying to make you a better person, and more like she was trying to make you less you. Plus, your communication styles were completely incompatible." "What's that supposed to mean?" "Danny, you're a talker. You need to process your thoughts verbally. You ask obvious questions, not because you can't figure out the answer, but because asking them out-loud helps you understand better. Cassandra, being the perfectionist she is, has difficulty going over the same problem or topic again and again. Your talking made her impatient, and she wasn't good at sitting and listening to what you had to say." Danny frowned, thinking Leila's words through. She could see him resisting the urge to rephrase what she had said in his own words, or to ask questions he already knew the answers to. "I guess that makes sense," he said finally, obviously trying too hard to not prove Leila right. "But that's just focusing on the bad stuff. Cassie is amazing. I mean, she smart and athletic. She loves the outdoors, and is passionate about changing the world. Aaand, we had the best conversations. Like, about the meaning of life and stuff. Sure, I guess we had some issues, but what couple doesn't?" "Danny, it's not that you had issues that is important, it's the issues that you had. Common interests and conversational compatibility are fine and good, but if you can't problem solve as a couple, I'm sorry but the relationship is just doomed." Danny flopped back down onto the floor, his tea remaining forgotten on the coffee table. "I guess I just need time to figure things out. Remember who I am on my own, and all that jazz. You're probably right, and it will just take me a while for the rose-coloured glasses to wear off so I can see clearly." Leila resisted the urge to roll her eyes. Invariably, a 'while' for Danny really meant until he found someone new to be the object of his affections. Until that happened, Cassandra would continue to be the gorgeous and brilliant goddess he would do anything to win back. Leila hated seeing Danny beating himself up again and again over girls who, through no fault of theirs or his, just weren't right for him. She would have given almost anything to make him see his memories clear and objectively, without his cursed idealism getting in the way. "So, I need to get my mind off things. What's new with you?" Leila poured herself another mug of tea, ignoring Danny's still full one. "You know, same old. I'm waiting to hear back from Professor Hadrian about my latest assignment. The rubric he gave us wasn't very clear, and the syllabus is of no help. I need to know what he wants before I can proceed, but the man can't seem to find time to check his email. It looks like it'll be two days of clicking 'refresh' until he gets back to me, and then an all-nighter to get the actual assignment done... And what's that for?" Danny, who had been rolling his eyes, froze in place. "Nothing, it's just you being you. I sit down and pour my heart out, but all you're worrying about is school." "Maybe that's because I came to college to actually learn things, not chase girls around campus." "Come on! I mean, I get that you have your priorities figured out and everything, but surely there must be someone you have a crush on, or have at least noticed. I'm a bleeding heart here; give me the goods!" "All right, drama queen. I know you would love it if I was falling head over heels for some Adonis in my stats class, but the truth is, I'm not. Maybe some day, getting into a relationship will be important to me, but right now, it's the least of my concerns." "Well, it's not like falling in love is something you choose, Leila. It just happens, like getting struck by lightning." "Maybe for you that's the case. If it's true for everyone, I guess I'm just lucky to be lightning free." "But don't you get lonely? Don't you want someone to cuddle with on a cold night, or that you can trust to be there no matter what? Someone who you can see having a future with, so that you can build a life together? I mean, I get that you'd prefer to write a paper for extra credit, but we're talking about love here. Even though it hurts like crazy, most people agree that it's worth it." Leila let out an exasperated sigh and gave Danny a flat look. "Look, Danny, I know that you view all of this love stuff as true, but personally I just don't agree. You talk about feelings that overpower your sense of reason, and make you want to compromise yourself for another person, but I've never felt that way about anyone. For all I know, love is just a fantasy people create to give themselves hope or something." "You can't believe that!" "I'm not saying I do, I'm saying that I don't know. But honestly that makes more sense to me than putting myself through the emotional turmoil you go through each time it doesn't work out." As soon as she said it, Leila realized she had gone too far, but it was too late to take it back. "So that's you think, that I'm doing this to myself? That I choose to feel this way?" "Danny, that's not what I meant and you know it!" Danny let out his breath all at once, blowing his brown curls temporarily away from his face. "Fine, whatever. Don't believe in love then." Slowly, a sly grin began to slide across his face. "That just leaves more ladies for yours truly." Leila rolled her eyes and turned back to her email, happy to finally hear the sound of Danny's laughter. "You should have seen the look on your face!" Euphoria's vision swam as the latest memory faded from view. The field was mostly empty now, except for the guards surrounding the energy epic's prison. She and Insight hovered across from each other, seeming to be the only spots of colour in a sea of black and white. Euphoria still hadn't figured out what he had done to her, or how his power to view her memories worked, but it seemed like some sort of more powerful form of incorporeality. Buttercup strode in between them, close enough to touch if Euphoria had still had the ability to do so. "Broadcast, I need you to contact Monokill and send her to the park. She's needed for surveillance." The words were muffled, as if coming from behind a closed door or from under water. Monokill's a good choice. It had been difficult, seeing the snippets of Rainmaker and the other Queens dealing with the situation without her in between memory sessions with Insight. Either they were making mistakes she could have corrected with ease, or they were managing fine, and demonstrating how little they really needed her. Funny, when its my powers that are concerned, I'd rather be anything but important, but any threats to my management position and I'm up in arms. While the thought was of trifling amusement, the moment of good cheer did not last long. There was a reason why Euphoria didn't feel the same about her management duties as she did about her powers. People weren't constantly trying to kill her because she was good at managing people. Buttercup took off suddenly, streaking off into the distance. Insight frowned, before moving too fast for Euphoria's eyes to follow. That's new, does he have super speed as well? Before she could finish the thought, she found Insight's hand on her shoulder. He was wearing gloves and long, tight sleeves, no doubt to protect him from her powers, which required skin contact. Does that mean my powers might work on him, even like this? "Come on, let's go. We can finish once we know what those two are up to." Euphoria snorted. "You can't possibly expect us to catch up with Buttercup floating like this. She's already out of sight." In response, Insight only pointed. Following his gesture, Euphoria found Buttercup, hanging in the sky as if frozen. Upon closer inspection, Euphoria could see the Chief of Security was still moving, but slowly, as if passing through molasses. "You slowed her down?" If Insight could affect time, then he was even more powerful than she originally thought. Insight smiled grimly, shaking his head. Reaching out, he grabbed her firmly by the wrist, and started floating off in the same direction as Buttercup. As they approached, Buttercup began moving more quickly again, but not fast enough to lose them completely. Even if I can use my powers on him, he knows too much for me to surprise him like I did with Fast-Forward. And even if I did escape, I'd be trapped like this until I starve to death. At the moment, Euphoria didn't know what was more frightening, the thought of allowing Insight to learn more about her past, or of starving to death unseen and unheard in a city overflowing with plenty. Rainmaker landed on the Harrison Street Bridge without much ceremony. She had made a quick detour back to her home to change out of her sparkling costume in favour of comfortable black pants, a fashionable top, and a dark knee-length rain coat. Her skin still shone faintly in the darkness, but she did her best to keep it to a minimum, for once not wanting to draw undue attention to herself. That would have to wait until Hypno and Buttercup arrived. Seeing Hypno nowhere, in sight, Rainmaker flipped open her mobile. I'm here. You know how I feel about waiting.

I think so! I'll do a quick Rainmaker post to set the scene later today, and then we're ready to go ! WELCOME BACK! *Is surprised to actually be ready for Hypno upon return...

I think the migration theory actually holds. Between the 7 high epics in Washington, and the 38 in California, I think its safe to say some have migrated to Oregon, thinking to take it for themselves. We could even make it our headcanon that Snowfall is making a power play by actively driving potential challengers out of California, which would explain why we have so many in Oregon. The trick is our epic backstories. How many actually come from Oregon? For Rainmaker, I just said her husband was a west coast politician, so she could easily be from California. Euphoria is from Corvallis, but she isn't technically a high epic so that still works. I forget where Taylor Swift is from, but she came from somewhere else as well. I actually think we can make this work! Thank-you population of California! Craig and I have a date-night planned tonight, and that was the movie we were intending on seeing. I've been excited about it for months, so I'm glad it lives up to expectations. I can hardly wait!

I'm open to suggestions. I'd be fine limiting it to people who actually have a royal title, or opening it up so people like Nighthound fit. My original intention was to have this as a kind of throw away power as a joke about the power of true love's kiss, and then have it be very difficult or impossible to use. If we want, I'm fine with making it a little more usable, but I would prefer if it would take more than just kissing any average Joe. Perhaps, it can be anyone in the line of succession? That way, someone who has royal blood somewhere could technically help her utilize the kiss, but only if enough people in the actual line of succession die first. What do people think? While this is true to some extent, my understanding is that the bloodlines of the European royalty, until the last few generations, were kept quite narrow through mostly just breeding with each other. Yes, there are randoms out there with royal blood, but I don't think 'everyone' would be accurate. For example, my roots are Mennonite (German/Ukranian/Russian) as far back as I can tell. Since Mennonites were always isolated farmers, the chances of me having any royal blood at all is incredibly low. The royal families were a similarly isolated community, and while some genes escaped, they are not necessarily common. I suppose it would depend on who is all included as 'royalty'. I mean, if we go back to Cynewulf or Charlemagne, then the chances are much higher. How about this: the person in question must have a blood connection to a royal bloodline in existence at the time of Calamity, meaning only modern royal families would count. This would allow some randoms to pop up if we want this to happen for story purposes, but it still makes the kiss difficult to set off. Edge, would this include Nighthound? I was unaware (or forgot) his royal heritage. The passive aura is a combination of physical changes and perception, but more on the perception end of things, whereas the active use of the power is all physical changes. Rainmaker doesn't believe she needs that sort of beautification, haha. I'm fine with you writing it, or if we just leave things vague. "The press release went well," with a few specifics sprinkled in should be sufficient. Your father is lucky Taylor is in the Dalles right now... I didn't catch the Gatsby reference, despite watching the video too many times to count. Now that I see it, it can't be unseen. I'll put in a good word with T-Swift for you. No promises.

Wow I haven't checked this in a while. I'll be a lawyer-lawyer. Unfortunately, Saskatchewan has not yet jumped on the paralegal train. Hopefully we do soon, so legal services can become more affordable. Congrats Kobold! That's super exciting. I was baptized almost two years ago, and even though like you I always felt like I was a part of the church, it still felt pretty special. Also, that cake sounds amazing!

I've noticed people using one of the filters (which I peeked at so I cheated), and I can't tell if they are using them as words, or if they are typing other words and triggering the filters... Some of them seem very convenient (if I was looking at the right filters that is).

I love these. So much. Especially Potato. I want. *Turns on Alpha Sapphire and starts trying to breed a Meganium with a Snorlax* In other news, I came up with yet another epic. I really want to put her in a thread other than Corvallis, but she fits best there in my mind, so if people have other suggestions let me know. Maybe she deserts after Euphoria vanishes and ends up in another thread? There's a bit of overlap with Mommy, but if others are okay with it, I think I'll just chalk that up to a lack of unique powers. Also, I'm sure Voidus has already come up with a similar concept, but what hasn't he thought of already? Anyways, here we are: Her Royal Highness Princess Genevieve Oprah Ornatia Delicious (Princess GOOD) Let me know what you guys think .

It would be nice if the Glamour/T-Swift segment also found some resolution, but if Kobold wants I suppose we can off screen it and just agree on what happened. I just need to know so that I know where to start with Taylor the next day. Sorry Winter, I misunderstood your post originally. I thought Chase was signalling Rainmaker visually, but realized later that she was probably using her mobile, and so it did not matter where she was. The basement is still fine. I'm sure there are unused parts of it.

That's fine with me. Glad Rainmaker did a 'good' job. Her general logic is, 'I'll just dump a bunch of stuff on this and trust it to hold', so I'm sure in the future she'll run into trouble.

Aaand, I give you, Skinsaver! Skinsaver:

Rainmaker wrapped things up with the other Queens quickly, sending Cornucopia to prepare for the coming day, and Blossom to work on a media release spinning the attack in the Queens' favour. She also replied to Chase's and Jumpdrive's messages, telling them both to keep an eye on 'Phoenix', and to have him apprehended should he attack again, or attempt to approach Converter. Jumpdrive, of course, would defer to Chase if an order needed to be given, unless Chase was unavailable. At the very least, it would seem that Phoenix reincarnated in the spot where he died, meaning that it should be easy enough to trap him, even if killing him proved necessary, By the time she had finished sending out a security team to prepare to apprehend Phoenix on Chase's order, the energy epic's sun shelter was completed, and it was time to see that it was reinforced properly. "Clear the area!" Rainmaker shouted, as she rose into the air once more. She could not help but hear the obvious irritation and exhaustion in her voice, side effects from giving too many orders. On top of it all, she still had yet to find a suitable replacement for Euphoria, and until she did she would be stuck coordinating personnel when she should be busy accepting her due rest and relaxation time as ruler of the city. If I don't find someone to replace her soon, I'll get wrinkles from all of this stress! Of course, Rainmaker knew that new wrinkles were the least of her worries, but focusing on one of her more frivolous frustrations made everything seem more manageable. Once everyone was back, Rainmaker blasted the metal shelter with ice, rain, and snow. The shelter was made of sheets of metal bolted together to block the epic from absorbing light from above or any other angle. The water in the sleet storm was meant to leak into the cracks in the metal, and then freeze, hopefully holding everything together better. Next, Rainmaker dumped an avalanche of snow over top of the metal prison, freezing the entire pile over with an icy rain and careful temperature regulation. Normally, piling snow like she was would insulate the inside, but throughout the process, Rainmaker kept the interior temperatures as cold as she could possible make them. The epic's impromptu prison now resembled as ice-coated snow drift. Rainmaker hovered in front of the mound of snow, and then carefully began adjusting the temperature again, melting a tunnel through the snow and ice so that the small observation window cut into the side of one of the metal sheets would still be visible. Gazing into the hole, Rainmaker could see nothing but darkness. She resisted the urge to glow, and shed light on her defeated adversary. "I hope you are happy in there, my dear. I'm not sure how far your apparent immunity to the cold extends, but I will ensure you have plenty of time to sit and think about what you've done while you freeze in here. It will take time, but eventually I will find a way to destroy you." Rainmaker did not give the epic a chance to reply. She rose gracefully into the air again, and placed her strongest hurricane-force winds blowing several meters outward in every direction from the prison, to prevent any epic from attempting to aid her prisoner. "There we go." Rainmaker landed near Buttercup to admire her work from a distance. "Keep IcyHot and Resistor stationed on watch here, and add an epic or two with enhanced senses or x-ray vision. I'll have Jumpdrive increase his surveillance of this area as well. If she breaks out of there, I want to know about it immediately." Rainmaker flipped open her mobile, checking the time. "When you are finished here, I'll need you to meet me at the Harrison Street Bridge. There's one more thing we need to wrap up tonight before we get some much needed rest."

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