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1. Follow all Gaia and Guild rules.
2. OC's only. Canon characters, if they appear at all, will be NPC's.
3. No godmoding. I know this is tempting in fights, but resist the evil power, my friends. Resist!
4. As this is a literate guild, this is a literate roleplay. No one-liners!
5. All OOC/planning chat should take place on the OOC thread.
6. Do not kill other people's characters.
7. This roleplay is based off the Teen Titan's TV show. Keep the rating around PG/PG-13.
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Current Setting

Place: Northfort

Time: Evening

Action: After an unexpected attack from mysterious mushrooms at their new home, the Titans have regrouped. Maybe they'll be able to get some pizza and talk things out before another attack comes...

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Northfort: home to the Titans North located on the north side of town. They had really gone to town with this ‘north’ thing. Aaron supposed they were lucky they weren’t in North City as well, but really…Of course, Northfort had come with the name. As a military fort, the only change the Titans had made to it was to renovate and make it inhabitable. The main building had been expanded and added to, building it up to include the iconic ‘T’ shape jutting from the top. The wide base of the fort was invisible behind the old fort walls so from a distance, all anyone could see was the ‘T’ rising to the sky. A mix of old and new and definitely impressive. Even the walls, though retaining their aged look, had been fixed up. Cyborg had done an excellent job and now it would be Aaron’s job to keep it up. Well, one of his jobs at any rate.

The front door slid shut behind Aaron as he stepped into the large hall. Though the outside of Northfort maintained its old appearance, the interior was anything but. Everything was top of the line in electronics and appearance. He let out a low whistle as he looked around. Aaron had had his junk sent on ahead so it was his first time seeing Northfort. “Don’t hold back, man, do you?” he murmured to himself, a smile hovering on his face. Of course Cyborg didn’t. Aaron had seen a blueprint of the place and knew theoretically where everything was located, but he was itching to go exploring anyways, to see everything in person. Aaron turned on his heels to look at the massive clock which hung over the front door.

A few minutes before ten. Awesome. He was a little early. The other Titans, his new teammates, wouldn’t be showing up until ten at the earliest. Or maybe not until the evening. They were just told to show up today at ten at the earliest. So some might come in at dinner; Aaron had no idea. He wasn’t too fussed honestly. Whenever everyone wanted to appear was fine with him. For the day, Aaron was dressed utterly normal. With faded jeans, a green shirt and a light windbreaker, he looked indistinguishable from a normal teen down at the mall. The only bit which stood out was Aaron’s shoes, which were positively massive boots. The jeans covered them, but they went all the way up to his knees in length. Surprisingly enough, he walked pretty quiet even with the thick soul-crushers of shoes.

Aaron had made it halfway down the hallway, thinking he would check out the living room first, when the door banged suddenly. He looked around as it banged again then again. It suddenly clicked that someone was knocking. Or else throwing boulders at the door. It was hard to tell. He decided to go with knocking. The clock overhead said precisely ten. Aaron pressed a button on the wall to open the door.

“Holy shi-!” he yelped as he jumped back.

Outside the door, Anubis didn’t move, merely stared as the other boy yelled and leapt away. He blinked behind his jackal helmet and tilted his head slightly. A glance over his shoulder showed there was no danger around and the hallway was otherwise empty. The only thing which could have caused such a reaction, Anubis guessed, was his own appearance. With his helmet, Anubis was dressed in his normal clothing of loose white pants and sash, sandals on his feet and claw gloves covering his hands. The metal gloves were partially what had caused the loud banging when he had been knocking. Per usual, his chest was bare. The day was warm enough that he hadn’t needed to wrap up. Uncertainly, Anubis stood there, silent, staring at Aaron. Was he supposed to apologize? React defensively? Thank him? Anubis took the safe option which was complete silence.

Meanwhile, Aaron recovered from the shock of being greeted by a tall guy in a fearsome helmet like a dog’s. He had to tilt his head back a little to look up at the other’s face….or well where he thought his face was. He ended up staring at the jackal’s carved features. “Uhhh, hi?” he said slowly.

Anubis relaxed a little, relieved the other boy had spoken first and taken the pressure away from him. “Hello,” he spoke in a crisp, deep voice. He stood quite still and stiff, back ramrod straight. “I’m Anubis. I’m here to join Titans North.” Anubis recognized the boy now, though he wasn’t wearing the same clothes from the picture he had been shown: Raze. He had run with Titans East for a while, but had been retired for a year. Anubis took another look over Aaron. He didn’t look impressive, but Anubis wouldn’t judge by looks. He knew too many people who packed more power than their appearance would suggest.

“Oh..oh yeah,” Aaron answered. He recognized the name but he hadn’t realized it would be so literal. “Uh, why don’t you come in?” Anubis was still standing just outside the door. He hadn’t so much as twitched. It was rather weird. Now, Anubis nodded and stepped smartly over the threshold to pause against on the other side of the door. It slid shut behind him. “I’m Aaron…” Aaron added. Anubis lined up the name in his mind. Did he prefer to go by Aaron or Raze? He decided he would go with ‘Aaron’ as that’s how the boy had introduced himself. Anubis nodded.

“No one else has arrived yet,” Aaron continued. “We’re the first.”

The very edges of Anubis’ mouth twitched slightly like he was about to frown. It was ten o’clock. Actually, just after now. His internal clock was impeccable. Anubis didn’t even need to look at the one hanging on the wall. They weren’t supposed to arrive before ten, which Anubis had translated to mean ‘be there on ten.’ He did not like tardiness. However, he did not believe it was his position to tell off others nor would he complain. They would all be here eventually. Anubis was positive of that. Why wouldn’t they be? This was the Titans after all…

Aaron waited a beat to see if Anubis would say anything, but he remained silent. “Want to go look around then?” he offered, wondering if this guy was shy. It was hard to think of a guy in a jackal helmet as being shy, but maybe…He couldn’t think of anything else to do. And he still wanted to look around anyways.

“All right,” Anubis agreed with a short nod. He knew Aaron was not the leader, but he had no trouble accepting his suggestion. It was a good one. He would need to know what Northfort looked liked, so why not start now. Anubis glanced back to the door. The others would be showing up. Hopefully, they would be able to get the door open. Anubis hadn’t been able to figure it out, hence the knocking. Aaron had already started off down the hall, however, and Anubis followed, walking with measured strides which kept him behind the other.

Morning. Of all things that she was, Alyssa was most definitely not a morning person. Sure, she probably should’ve gone straight to sleep last night instead of sitting on the roof and staring at the stars, but still…a couple of hours shouldn’t have made it this painful to pull herself out of bed. Of course, the young mage had been up for hours now; she’d been traveling from Jump City and she had already reached her new home of Core City. She thought that she was ready for her first interactions with this new team, but at the same time, Aqua almost didn’t want to meet them—she kind of liked having their names and her preconceptions of them all ambiguous and floating around in her mind. What if one of them was an idiot, or what if she didn’t get along with any of them? It wouldn’t really matter, of course. She was still their leader, and she would still have to make it work.

Aqua supposed that she didn’t really look like a leader, not when she was dressed in shorts and a pair of layered tank tops and dark lace up boots stopping halfway between her ankles and her knees. Her hair generally hung around her head in a sort of wavy mess, but the girl had pulled it to the side and twisted the green to blue locks into a loose braid. Ah, the glorious effects that magic had on her body. When she had been a child, her hair had been a bright, brassy color; her mother certainly would’ve been shocked to see what had become of her precious little redhead. If she had bothered to stick around, of course. She tightened the black ribbon at the end of the braid and looked up.

She stood near the base of the tower—she knew that while she had been shadowing Robin, Cyborg had been here, rebuilding and outfitting the building to suit the needs of the new team. It looked like he’d done a good job, at least from the outside. She was probably a little later than she should have been, but Aqua doubted that she was the last to arrive. They weren’t supposed to be there until ten at the earliest, and it was only what—10:30?

Entering through the door at the base—she’d already been informed of how to gain entrance—Aqua wandered through the lower levels, simply taking stock of where everything was. Why they needed this much space was beyond her, but she supposed it wouldn’t be a bad thing when everyone inevitably wanted some alone time. At least they wouldn’t all be right on top of each other. Again, she could only hope that everyone would get along well enough to make her job as leader that much easier.

A whispery voice echoed through the area, and it took Aqua a moment to realize that the voice had been in her head. Ah. That must’ve been the telepath girl. Aylin. Celeste. The one who seemed to be the most inexperienced of the new team, judging on the information she’d been given.

That was fine. Experience wasn’t everything.

Aqua ascended towards the center of the tower, taking the wrong corridor once or twice before finally reaching the communal living area. She wondered if any of the others were a capable cook, since she certainly wasn’t. It would be a shame if everyone was as terrible at it as she was…

“Good morning,” Aqua said, tilting her head to the side and watching Aylin rearranging the living area. She noticed that some things were a little out of place and let out a small sigh. “Having trouble already?”