The "Heroes vs. Villains: Marvel" RPG Season II

[batnkevlar]

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This is the Heroes vs. Villains: Marvel RPG Season II, similar to zer00's GTA: Hype City thread (now defunct by Dew a la zer00's request), my World of Heroes: DC Style Season II, and Andrew's Heroes vs. Villains thread (which is no longer up and running) in the Marvel board. This is instead the planet Earth (and the whole galaxy if you'd like) of the Marvel Universe.

*You can choose to be any superhero or supervillain in the Marvel Universe, as long as they:


are NOT deities, gods, or people such as Death. People like Thanos and Silver Surfer and Captain Marvel and Galactus are okay, though...

are true to the personality and abilities of the character, such as NO Cyclops moving planets with his optic blasts, Dazzler defeating Galactus, or Aunt May as Galatus's new Herald...

*You can reside in an place in the Marvel Universe. YOU CAN ALSO TRAVEL OFF-PLANET...

*This is a working environment, so you can travel to different places using your powers or vehicles. Don't miraculously pop up unless you're a teleporter or such...

*Don't do anything RANDOM like chopping off board user's heads or what not, unless your a villain chopping off inanimate victims heads, then whatever, go with it, as long as it's not technically RANDOM...

*Don't be killing people without reason. You know your weaknesses and strengths, what you can do or can't. Dazzler will lose against Thanos one on one, but may be able to use her allies to help her out or she can run away...

*If you want to take part in this, just PM me or list your name and character here and I'll put your name and character on the first post here. First come, first serve...

*You can form supervillain gangs, superhero teams, alliances, the works...

*You should have a hideout of some sort, at least in the beginning when your not traveling...

*If you get killed, re-spawn somewhere else like in a hospital or morgue or whatever. Keep playing...

*There can be a number of stories going on at once, using different people...

*Act like your characters, ASSUME their traits and personalities...

*There are endless places to go and endless things to do: ENDLESS possibilities so get creative...

*People who disobey these rules, some more major than the others, will get BOOTED a la DEW K. MOSI. As she said about the last thread...
The game is closed. It will start again and the first person to screw it up will be booted.

*No obscene topics!

HAVE FUN PEOPLE!!!

Now here are the players and their characters:


HEROES

THE AVENGERS

Gamma Mike
Bruce Banner/The Hulk

FrantikMagik
Nick Fury

DarkKnightJRK
Blade

PFunk
Photon

Mr. Green
Thor**

Silver Sable
Silver Sable

SilverCenturion
Iron Man**

RAMORE
Captain America**

THE X-MEN

iceman03
Iceman

Jewish Hobbit
Multiple Man

Bat Child
The Phoenix

Master Bruce
Wolverine

Tropico
Speedball

Harlekin
Cannonball

TheElderOne
Gambit**

twylight
Rogue

SuperFerret
The Beast

Sparta*
Archangel

RTB
Nightcrawler

THE FANTASTIC FOUR

Duker Jay
The Thing

swingerbone
Mr. Fantastic

Nancy-Twin
Invisible Woman

Spider-Man9X17
The Human Torch

EVERYONE ELSE

ElectroFlare
Spiderman

MST3K 4ever
Daredevil

DarkHellRider
Ghost Rider

VILLAINS

THE BROTHERHOOD

batnkevlar
Magneto

Priest
X-Man

Venom160
Sabretooth

RoseRedStrauss
Juggernaut

EVERYONE ELSE

Doc Ock
Doctor Octopus

Karem-Knight
Green Goblin

Spideylad
Venom

Silver S
Sandman

dtorn4
Kingpin

Keyser Soze
Bullseye

Warrior
The Chameleon

Rizpower
Hobgoblin

kang604
Dr. Doom

Electro UK
Electro

nixonbat
Mole Man

YOU CAN NOW START PLAYING!!!

** means that the character is pending. In other words, the rule is that if you don't post in two weeks without prior notice, the character is able to be taken away by whoever wants it...

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[batnkevlar]

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*Magneto walks into his throne room in a pair of trousers and a suit. He has been thinking lately. His son has betrayed him, people never die, and supers are abound. This is the time to bring out what he has worked so hard to put together: his Brotherhood*

[nixonbat]

'It has been a long time. Far too long since the world above has paid notice to the world below. They bury their trash and poisons here, abusing my world as they do the ocean world of Namor. He may be tolerant of their abuses towards his kingdom, but not I. When they wouldn't accept me into their precious society, I found my own. My strengths made me a King. And still the world above considers me to be of no importance. This shall change. The world above shall tremble in fear at the merest whisper of my name...and I shall make them tremble OFTEN,' the Mole Man thought to himself, seething with every thought progression. He had always felt anger and paranoia towards the top-dwellers that had cast him out, and now he was ready to make the world suffer for his pains.

He rules the ground they walk on. He is the Mole Man.

OOC: Yay!!!! The new season's here, the new season's here!!!!!!

[The Joker]

Otto Octavius walked from room to room of this old ramshackle house.Voices flooded his mind.Images of a man towering over him screaming "I can't afford to keep replacing your glasses boy.You've got to stand up for yourself.A man is measured by his STRENGTH and POWER".

Ock grinned to himself and whispered in a soft sad voice "Yes father.I know.I have always known that power is a measure of a man.Knowledge can be power.It's just a question of how you use that power".

Ock looked at his tentacles as the wavered around him like snakes.Hissing and snapping their claws."I've always had power.Even before I acquired you my beauties.My mind is the most powerful weapon of all".

Otto Octavius was raised to truly believe this.His doting mother never let him forget.He could see her as she bounced him on her knee.Straightening the little dickie bow she always made him wear to school.He could hear her words so clear in his ears as he stood in his childhood bedroom.

"Remember Otto you're smarter than the rest of them.No matter what they say and do to you they are all just jealous of you.They know you have something they'll never have.Intelligence.That is your future my darling.Your brilliant mind.You will be somebody one day Otto.Somebody important.Somebody the whole world will know and respect.You will make mother proud of you.So proud.My little genius".

Otto smiled again.That same sad smile."Well mother you were half right.But who needs respect when they fear you?? Fear your very name.Doctor Octopus commands fear.And with fear comes respect.".

Octavius sat down on his little childhood bed and looked around the room."I think it's time to go back to basics.I thinks it's time this miserable city remembers just how powerful Doctor Octopus truly is".

One of his tentacles flexed out and turned on a little kiddies radio that was on the side table by his bed.The melody of 'London bridge is falling down' came playing out in a sweet tune that filled the room.

Ock stood up and grinned."I think it's time Spider-Man and New York came falling down" He said with a fiendish laugh as he walked out of the room.

[Electro UK]

OOC: Hey it's a great time! New season and Doc Ocks back :D


"Oh dad it got stuck again"

"Huh, what's that Maxie?"

"My kite, it's stuck in the tree again"

"Oh okay sport wait right there just let me see to the burgers and I'll go and get it"

"Be carefull George that tree's awfully close to that power line." Said a woman, standing in the garden of a house along with a man and a small boy.

"Oh it's okay Anita, I'll be fine" Said the man begining to climb a tree with a kite stuck in it. After a couple of seconds, the man reaches the kite a grabs it. "Catch Max" He said raising his hands, preparing to throw the kite down.
Suddenly, the kite snatches onto the wire above.

The boy and the woman watch in horror ass the man starts screaming and vibrating. After what seemed to be an age of torment for the boy named Max Dillon, the screaming stopped and the man fell. He hit the ground with a thump, motionless. Max runs to the man, tears flying down him.

"Dad, Dad!" He urges out hoping that the man would raise up, and would be ok. Reaching the man, he kneels down and turns the body over. His face looked straight at him, burnt and black. Max flinched fear.

***

"AHHHHHHH!" Screamed Max Dillon sitting up in bed gasping for air. His startled face looked up to the ceiling of his shield prison cell. It was just dream. A dream that long ago was a reality. Electricity had ruined his life years ago. And just when he thought it got better. Electricity ruined him again. Putting him in this place. A speically modified cell designed to keep him from harming anyone. Years ago electricity had harmed him. Now, electricity was all he had in the world.

Except for one person. A girl named Mia. Long ago Max lived a life of hookers. Lonely and frustrated. Now he had found someone. Someone that had meant something to him. And now because of how foolish he had been, he doubted she would ever want to see him again. Mia wanted him to stop being someone. Someone that was closer to him than Mia herself. But as hard as he tried... Max Dillon could never stop being Electro.

He couldn't sleep now. Sleep would bring back the nightmare. So he just sat in his bed waiting for morning to come.

OOC: George is made up. Max's real father was called Johnathon but he left Max so George is a Step-father

[Silver S]

William Baker sat in silence on the edge of the bed inside the small, cold room of the maximum security cell block on Riker Island, called The Vault, brooding to himself. He held a lighter in one large, rough looking hand, flicking the lid opened and closed again and again.

Clink... Clink... Clink.

There was nothing to do in these cells but brood, really. They had told him isolation and solitude gave them time to think about what they've done, and how it might be possible to rehabilitate and become a upstanding citizen again; resume public life as if none of this, none of their pasts, had ever existed.

Yeah, well. You might take a tiger out of the wild, but you ain't gonna take the wild outta the tiger.

Clink... Clink... Clink.

He scratched at his neck just above the restraining collar they kept bound around their necks at all hours of the day. Made it so he couldn't transform. He idly ran his fingers along the warm metal and dropped his hand back into his lap, lifting the lighter in front of his face as he snapped back the lid and flicked it to life. An orange flame danced before him before he snapped it shut again with a grimace.

Clink!

It wouldn't be long till he was outta here anyway. All you had to do was talk whatever bullsh_t they wanted to hear. And they'd move you down the block for good behavior. Closer to where he needed to be. It was just a matter of time.

[Karem-Knight]

………………………….



…….Emily………………………………………………………….Harry




“ EMILY, HARRY!”
Norman yelled out in front of many Goblin troopers.
“Are you okay” A Goblin commander came and said
“GET OFF ME “ Norman yelled and throe him away.
“WHAT?” He asked when he saw The Goblins staring at him.
“GET OUT” They all left.


Norman sat down on a chair, he needed a glass of water. SPIDERMAN, SPIDERMAN.






“ARRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!” Norman needed too rest, the plan was at hand Roderick was already ready he was waiting for The Green Goblin. Norman felt pressure, as he tried to relax Norman realised that Spiderman was going to go insane and his plan for him to be The next Green Goblin was going too work. He got his suit on and feet on the glider and to his part and went to Roderick

“Our Targets will come here and show our conquer”



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[GammaMike]

The man lay in deep slumber. He had rented the room, in a small roadside Motel, to rest from his days of travel. He was looking for peace and quiet. Unfortunately, for Dr. Robert Bruce Banner, even deep in sleep, this was never possible. He tossed and turned in his bed, as his mind drifted into a common dream. A dream he suffered through often. A horrible dream. His dreams never gave him peace. He walked through a familiar landscape. One that he often walked through. It was created by his subconcious. although he knew he had been there often, he could not remember the details. Only a pervading sense of dread was allowed him to realize it was a Nightmare. A cold certainty gripped him as he made his way throuh the hazy dreamscape. He felt he should know more, remember more. He walked through the barren dreamscape, obscurred by fog. Fog of his own mind's making. Why? Why would he imagine the fog? Suddenly realization dawned on him, and he lurched into a frantic run. He was hiding. He made the fog to hide himself. as he ran, another thought hit him. If he was hiding, then who or what was he hiding from? More appropriately, What? What made him so afraid that his stomach clenched as he ran. What made the hairs on his arms, and back of his neck stand on end. What, terrified him beyond reason. He was a logical man, a rational man. He was an inteligent man, so why was he running like a scared child in the dark?He heard a terrible sound off in the distance. It was a grunting chuckle. A monstrous chuckle. He heard the movements of something immense. another realization came to him. It's looking for me. It's searching for me. It wants to harm me. The wisps of the fog thickened as he ran. seemingly clutching at him as he passed, as if it embodied the searching.........beast. in a panic, he ran himself ragged. Fearfully, frantically, doggedly, he ran. He scanned the fog as he ran, and barely registered the movement in time.

He stopped, frozen, staring at the spot for long moments. Precious moments.He screamed to himself to run, but he was rooted by fear. He saw the wisps of fog dance, and slowly give way as a shape emergered. It was a Giant shape. A brutish shape. a horrible shape.It took everything he had, to keep himself screaming as the shape came into full view.

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It was the Hulk. His emerald green skin rippled with muscle and sinew. He wore a bestial expression, that was quite frightening, on the face of a creature that seemingly dwarved mountains. Banner met the Hulk's gaze, and saw contained in it, an intense hatred. a hatred that was beyond human capability. A hatred directed soley at him. He was paralyzed with fear. He couldn't even force himself to move as he saw the Hulk slowly lower his behemoth skull, placing his baleful scowl on the level of Banner's own head.

" Puny Banner! Bring Hulk his Betty, or Hulk smash! the monster said, in what passed for a low whisper for him, but would be equivalent to a shout from another. It was low and threatening. Banner watched in horror as the behemoth's impossibly huge hand, slowly streched towards his throat..................................

He awoke suddenly, drenched in a cold sweat. He shot from his bed like a rocket, still in a panic and searching for the Hulk within his room. He then became fully aware of his surroundings, and made his way to the chair on the other side of his bed.The chair on which, his pants lay folded. He reached into his front, right pocket, and removed his most precious possession. A letter! It's paper was worn, from constant handleing. The creases deep and well formed. The Letter! The letter he had mysteriously recieved, while in Bahgdad. The letter that offered him another chance with ...........Her! He had left right after Jean Gray's funeral, and had been traveling hard. He would be reunited with Betty. He would do anything in his, or the Hulk's ability to get her back. Though, it may dam his soul. the truth was, without Betty, he was soulless. He was going to get his wife back, and God help anyone who got in his way!!!!!.......................................

[MST3K 4ever]

Matt Murdock was finishing a stack of files at his office. Foggy was in court and would be there for the rest of the day. More than likely the better part of the upcoming week as well which was fine with Matt. Frankly Matt was in the mood to be alone for a while and he couldn't figure out why. He hadn't contacted any of the super-heroes since Jean's funeral, but he kept thinking that maybe he should contact Peter and see how he was doing. He had been out as Daredevil only a couple of times, and he stopped a mugging and a robbery here and there, but it just didn't seem the same. It was like he was going through the motions.

He put the last file-folder in the file cabinet and sighed. What the hell is wrong with me? Maybe I hold myself partial resonsbile for MJ's death, maybe I am getting tierd of the same crap. I stop a criminal here and there but then someone like Bullseye manages to get under my skin and make things personal or Doc Ock comes along with grand scheme that we stop, but then they slip away as always...why do I even bother any more? I have failed Karen, Elektra, & now MJ...Bullseye took them from this world and now the world seems a little darker. Bullseye...I should've killed him when I had the chance...I should've but...but I know I couldn't. So does that make me a weaker or stronger person?

He sits down in his chair and begins to drift off to sleep and then he hears Elektra's voice in his head clear as day. She says,"All-right Matt snap out of it! You do this to prevent others from knowing the pain that you have had to deal with all of your life. It's time to stop this self-pity malase crap and get back to living. Your father fought even when he knew he had no chance of winning and he took his shots but he got back up and kept going. He did it for you damnit because he knew you were counting on him! You have had some hard hits lately, and now it is time for you to decide...are you just going to lay there or are you going to get back up in time for the next round...for the people who are counting on you?"

Matt suddenly woke-up. He took a couple of deep breaths and cracked his knuckles. He stood up and felt the "DD" underneath his button up shirt. He makes it to the rooftop and hides his business suit in a favorite hiding spot. He re-emerges as Daredevil and for the first time in what felt like weeks he smiles and says, lowly, "Ding-ding...round two is now underway." He swings into the city.

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[twylight]

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“ZZZT”

Rogue dived, dodging the stream of energy.
Bringing herself out of the roll she flew into the air and towards the “Sentinel” that was firing at her.
Hitting it’s chin with a right cross she watched as it toppled over.

“Gonna have ta set it on ‘difficult’ next time.” she thought as another “Sentinel” came at her. Throwing out a flurry of punches she felt the simulation of the Sentinels metal skin dent and buckle. Flying back she watched as this one too, toppled.

The Simulation shut down and Rogue gently landed on the floor. She could feel the sweat on her face and she brushed her face against her arm.
Punching the panel the Danger room door opened, and she stepped into the quiet hallway on the lower levels of the mansion. Looking down that hall she saw the doors to Cerebro, she often wonderd what it was like for the Proffessor and Jean to use it. Jean....the silence of the hallway seemed deafing

It was quiet, as was probably the rest of the Mansion, everyone else was asleep.

Rogue walked down the hall and grabbed a towel, wiping the accumulated sweat off her arms and face. She stopped mid-motion grasped the towel to her body, causing the towel to cover the lower portion of her face. She should be in bed too.
But memories and images that weren’t her own kept creeping into her dreams, and they seemed to course through her on a physical level, the excersize in the Danger room had helped.

She was one of the older X-Men, and she had been entrusted as a Team Leader once. She shouldn’t have these ‘problems’. She had gone through them so many times and she felt as if she burdend the Professor and her teammates whenever it happend.

Rogue has seen many of the students come to the Xavier Institute, and leave in better mental condition than when they came. Trust had been planted, and hope had been patched back together. They overcame their weaknesses and grew stronger. Why not her?

After she absorbed memories of Wolverine, she had been haunted at night, waking up in cold sweats from horrific visions. It had also seemed to breach the tentative mental barrier holding back other peoples psyches and lives.

Bringing the towel up, she buried her face in it and gently rubbed it. Feeling the terry cloth against her skin. Remembering that she could actually feel things. She became lost in the darkness of it as she closed her eyes. White shapes and squiggles danced beneath her closed eyelids. Random shapes and splotches. They started to shape and meld into a face unknown to her. It was a gentle face, a seemingly kind soul. Feeling tired of the internal fight she allowed it to take shape more. The face distorted and formed into an animal/human Hybrid and ‘launched’ itself towards her.

Starting, Rogue jerked her head out of the towel and dropping it she took a step back shaking her head.
Grabbing her bag she headed quickly for the showers, through the silent halls. She had a team to meet with and a day to start.

She had to get over this, and this time, no one was to know.

[RoseRedStrauss]

*Deep in the ocean, within the ruins of the Titanic, a man sat reading the pages of a DC comic book.*

"Ugh, so boring. I had hoped this underwater training would have helped."

*Unlike most people, Cain Marko considered underwater training as how much pressure a man could stand before he was crushed. In hopes of testing his strength, he traveled under the seven seas only to discover it was no different than when he was on land. Unfortunately for many, this boosted his ego even more.*

"HAHAHAH! Nothing stops the JUGGERNAUT!"

*As a further test of his abilities, he did not summon his armor or helmet, in attempts to further his own physical strength...It didn't do much.*

"Well, time to go find something to smash." Cain said as he walked through the walls of the Titanic.

*As he was walking out, he turned around and saw the entire ships skeleton was falling towards him.*

"Right..." he said, followed by a "weak" punch, which shot the ship further into Davey Jones' Locker.

"Oops"

*Just then, he recieved a message from an unknown psychic messenger, telling him to head for Genosha*

"Agh, F**cker, stay out of my head."

"HEAD FOR GENOSHA, NOW", was the reply in his head.

Juggernaut replied, "I'll head there alright, and when I find you, I'll deal with you as well."

*To prevent any further disturbances, he summoned his armor from the Crimson Cosmos and leapt forward. He figured that if he went straight, he would hit land eventually.*

[Some time later]

*In the midst of a city, a hulking mass arose from the water in dripping wet clothes.*

"***** I need to find something to wear."

*Cain entered a clothing store and told the cashier to get him some clothes. Unfortunately, he chose to walk through the door...when it was closed, causing many people to run out screaming.*

"DIDN'T YOU HEAR ME! GET ME SOME F***ING CLOTHES."

*To emphasize his point, he transformed into his armor and smashed the counter. The cashier, in tears, scurried off and returned with his clothing. He then cowered behind a counter while Marko went to the changing room. Moments later he came out.*

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*Cain then walked toward the exit, but paused momentarily.*

"Oh yea, here, this is for the damages. A little souvenir I found."

*He tosses the cowering employee a sack of gold coins. Then walks through the wall.*

*The employee can be seen with tears in his eyes with an expression of happiness and terror.*

"OH YEA! One more thing" Cain says as he walks back into the store.

*The employee screams and wets his pants.*

"Can you tell me where Genosha is?"

*The employee runs into the back room and comes back with an old dusty map and points at both the continent, and the direction.*

"Thanks!" Cain says and slaps the man on the back, sending him flying into a rack of clothes.

*Cain then changes into his armor again.*

"Genosha here we come." and Juggernaut exits the shop, and leaps into the air.

[SpideyLad]

A lone, black figure swung through cold night of New York City. His name is Venom. Now his life had only one purpose, to kill Spider-man and all who stand in his way. "Nothing will stop usss, this timesss" He said to himself. He had failed countless times before, but not this time. This time he would win. His destination...Peter Parkers Apartment.

[ElectroFlare]

Spider-man leapt up, his back to the wall, his hands clinging to it by his sides. He kept moving, so as to avoid the pumpkin bombs being thrown at him by the Hobgoblin. As he reached the top of the roof, still dodging the bombs, his spider-sense alerted him of incredible danger from behind!


Leaping into the air, Spider-man dodged the Scorpian's tail, but now Spider-man's spider-sense was going nuts, as he still had to dodge the bombs. He was just about to web up the Scorpian when sand suddenly enveloped him. The Sandman!


Coughing and bruised, Spider-man jumped up out the sand, web-slinging back towards the Hobgoblin. Only to have his web line sliced by the Green Goblin!


Spider-man did not panic, however, and shot another web line, and swung himself to another rooftop, only to be followed by the villians. He was pushed to the limits of his agility and strength and Electro blasted him in the back!
Spider-man looked up, seeing the frightening form of Doctor Octopus, with all the villians standing behind him.


With Bullseye. Holding a bloody sai.


"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Peter Parker yelled in his sleep, instictively reaching over to the side of the bed MJ used to sleep on.

It was a nightmare. Nightmares had plagued him since MJ's funeral. Never the same, but they always ended with Bullseye, holding a bloody sai. And him, powerless.


"MJ...I'm sorry I let that madman take you from me. I'm sorry!" Peter Parker yelled as he flipped his bed. He smashed a few objects before taking a few deep breaths.


"Don't hulk out Parker. Calm down." Peter Parker said to himself. There was one way he knew how to calm down...He reached for his mask...
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[Midnight Ice]

Bobby Drake sat in the X-Mansion's Med Lab in the dark. Sitting over the unconscious body of Deadpool, a.k.a. Wade Wilson. Bobby sat there, wishing he would have gotten there in time, in time to save Wade from being trown out that window, leaving him in this state. Sure, his spine healed from his healing factor, but something happened to his mind also, something that wasn't so easily healed.

Bobby was flooded with memories of times he wasn't there to protect someone, friend and family. Images of his beaten and bruised father, of a dead Jean Grey and of Deadpool. Of course Jean was alive again. Well, maybe not Jean, but the Pheonix anyway. Bobby knew that none of those was his fault, he couldn't have known what was happening to his friends, but found some part of himself feeling responsible. It was probbaly because he knew that he always held himself back. Always scared of what might happen if he reaches his full potential as Iceman.

Bobby got up and walked to the door, opening it, turning to take one last look at Deadpool's body and vowing to himself that he would do what ever it took to prevent anybody else he knew from getting hurt.

[Mr. Green]

Thor rushes into the halls of the kingdom of Asgard. His father called to him with news of trouble. Thor has ran as fast as he could. He was worried. "What could be troubling my father?" He thought. He walked into Odin's throne room to see his father waiting for him.

Thor: Father! How fairs thee? What is wrong?
Odin: (confused.) What is wrong? Nothing is wrong... (Odin smiles.)
Thor: But you called me here. You said something was wrong.
Odin: Oh, I am fine. (smile grows sinister) You however...

The hand of a frost giant smashes through the castle walls and grabs Thor. Odin transforms into Loki.

Loki: And I am not Odin. Hahahaha!
Thor: Loki! I should have known!

Thor was then taken out of the castle and thrown to the ground.

Thor: Do you really beleive a single frost giant can stop me?!

Thor dodges a punch from the giant and smashes it's hand with his hammer. The frost giant screams in agony. Thor is caught off guard however when the giant hits him with his other hand. The giant is about to step on the thunder god when Thor's ally Balder jumps from the castle top and stabs the frost giant in the back. Balder is hanging from the sword.

Thor: I say thee nay!

With those four words, Thor flies hammer first in to the chin of the giant knocking it down. Balder swings out of the giant's way just in time. Before the giant can rise Thor smashes it's head apart.

Balder: Are you alright, Thor?
Thor: Aye, my friend. This was too easy! (Thor is happy to see his good friend Balder again, but his smile suddenly fades.)
Balder: What is it?
Thor: Where is my father?
Balder: He and I had just returned. He is fine.
Thor: Good. Something is wrong though. Loki knows that a single frost giant cannot beat me. Why would he even try?

Just then they are interupted by Volstagg of the warrior three.

Volstagg: Thor! Odin's ravens! They are missing!
Thor: Loki! It was all a distraction!
Odin arrives on the scene.
Odin: Thor! He is not far. Just past the mountains. He should realize that I know where the ravens go. I see what they see.
Thor: I shall return shortly.

Thor spins his mystic uru hammer and creates a portal. He steps through and arrives at Loki's location. Surrounded by giants, frost giants, and other monsters.

Loki: Two traps in under 10 minutes? Time to die brother!

[SuperFerret]

The Xavier Institute for Higher Learning

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Henry McCoy sat in his room, surrounded by piles of books. He was trying to lose himself in them, trying to forget what had happened. It was a monumental feat, as much has happened. Victor Von Doom tried to conquer the world. The president of the United States was assassinated, and former Senator Kelly, a foe to all mutants, had taken office. Jean Grey, his friend, his teammate, had died, only to be reborn again. But something felt different this time, like she was really gone for good, and all that came back was the Pheonix. That troubled Hank. But what troubled him more is President Kelly. In his new seat of power, Kelly could do a lot of damage to the cause Hank had pledged himself to, to attain a world where humanity and mutant kind can live in harmony. Suddenly, Hank had an idea, an unorthodox idea, but one that would definitely make a statement, and if it worked, well, that would be very good for Xavier’s cause as well. Hank put his book down, he had a phone call to make.


The Independent Political Party’s New York Headquarters

Three men sat around a table, disappointed looks all over their faces. This was an election year, and once again they were without a candidate that could appeal to the voters of the nation. And this year it would be easy for them, the active President Robert Kelly had an approval rating that just breached the 50% mark, it seems his anti-mutant hate mongering had backfired with a good portion of the public. Kelly’s opponent, a Congressman from Kansas named Daniel Straub, was boring and stiff. They had a chance this year, and nobody noteworthy had been available, or suggested.
Suddenly, a young woman burst in her face a mix of surprise and glee.
“Mister Parson! Mister Parson! You have a phone call from a Dr. Henry McCoy, he wants to speak to you about running for office.”

[Duker Jay]

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Ben Grimm sat in a large, empty room in the Baxter Building.

His team...his family was still gone. He had had some time since Jean Grey's "funeral" to relax. It seemed that the high-stakes world of super heroes and villains had taken a breather after the utter calamity that had engulfed the world during the threat of Doom's invasion and the various subplots that surrounded that whole episode of four or five days.

Now, it was back to relative normalcy for the one known as The Thing. Although, literally saving the world from the indomitable forces that sometimes threatened it had become the Fantastic Four's day-to-day job, they rarely saw the all-encompassing war that had broken out.

For his part, Ben had taken it in stride. Though it didn't usually occur on earth, this wasn't the first time Ben had been in the middle of a cataclysmic battle to decide the fate of an entire world. Just a few weeks prior to Doom's bid for dominance, the Fantastic Four had been in the far reaches of the galaxy (at the request of some of their many alien acquaintances) involved in a war between worlds.

No, what Ben had seen hadn't been too much out of the ordinary, but when these sorts of events happened on Earth, it always hit close to home.

But, now the world was safe again. The bad guys had been stopped...for now.

Just then, a low rumble can be heard and felt throughout even the vibranium-enforced Baxter Building. The room that Ben Grimm sits in, shakes with great ferocity.

The Thing looks up...

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"Man...I'm hungry."

[SuperFerret]

“Let me get this straight, you, Dr. Henry McCoy, publicly known mutant, former Avenger, and world renowned doctor, want to run for president.”

“Why, yes, is there a problem? Other than my obvious mutant hood?”

“Well, that would be a problem, but we can sidestep that issue, and push your former Avengers status. The people would love a superhero president.”

“Yes, well, that helps my case a lot. I think there’s a lot of good that can come of my candidacy. I really want this to happen.”

“Well, I’d have to discuss this with my people first, but I’d like you to come by, say, later today, around noonish?”

“I’ll bring the Chinese food. What’s the address?”
As Parson recites the address, Hank grabs a pen with his left foot and jots it down. He smiled as he hung up the phone, imagine, being the first president to sign bills with his feet. Though I think Nixon used to do that too.

[Swordmaster]

Testing

[Warrior]

The Chameleon walked into a New York City airport with a coomon apperance of your average tourist but he was more than an average tourist.

He had been in a Russian airport just hours ago and had first taken a security guards apperance. Then, once inside the lobby, past the weapons check, he had taken the form of the commoner that he appered to be presantly, he kept the guards handgun though for safe keeping, as he always did. then he had just walked onto the plane like nothing had happened.

Presantly, he began strolling through town looking for a place a common, average, civillian would live in. He always went with average appearances because anything out of the ordinary made him stand out, and that was something he hated. After all, blending in was his specialty.

Finally, he found the place that would serve as a fine place to live in so he went in and rented a room.

[Spider-Man9X17]

The people on the street could barely feel it, nothing but a small gust of unusually warm wind. Nothing to take great notice of. At least, that's what they thought.

High above the New York streets, Johnny Storm, the world famous Human Torch and 1/4 of the Fantastic Four, flew carelessly through the sky. Flying had become one of his great loves since he became the Torch, and it helped him clear his head and kill time. It was also a great way to scope out pretty girls, which happened to be the agenda on this evening. It was rare that the FF got a lot of time off, so Johnny was making the most of it. As he rounded the Chysler Building and made his way to Times Square, he caught glimpse of a figure swinging through the city on a thin web.

"Hey, Spidey's out tonight!" The Torch let out a burst of flame, speeding up to meet his wall-crawling friend. As he got closer, though, he noticed something strange. Spider was buff, and wearing a black costume?!

"Aww, shoot," He moaned. It was Venom, no doubt up to no good. Johnny knew he couldn't take him by himself, so he quickly changed course and shot straight up into the sky. Using his flame, he spelled out a warning for his bud.

"SPIDEY, DANGER. MEET ME ASAP. USUAL PLACE"

"I just hope he sees it in time," Johnny mutters to himself as he makes his way to the Statue of Liberty.
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[SuperFerret]

OOC: Just as a note, Venom might know where the "usual place" is.
Ignore me, I'm just starting trouble.

[Spider-Man9X17]

OOC:That's true, he has access to Pete's memories, but Johnny may not know this, which could make for some interesting "fun", or is just being impulsive. (Also, Johnny is forgetting the fact that he could force the symbiote off Venom with his flame)

[Swordmaster]

A lone, black coated figure walks against the crowd. He is FRANK CASTLE, THE PUNISHER. He passes many places, but one catches his eye. A dark alleyway. There, a man grabs hold of a woman, demanding her purse. Frank walks there, calmly, and taps the man on the shoulder. The thug turns, asking "What do you want. The Thug is 5'3, black hair tied in a ponytail. He wears a hooded sweatshirt, covering his eyes. Frank says, "Leave that woman alone." The thug pushes the woman to the ground.

"You gonna make me, a$$hole?" he asks, taking out a switchblade. Frank eyes him, clearly annoyed. "You can't kill me," he says. "I'm already dead." With that, he grabs the thug, breaks his arm, which makes him drop the knife. "You shouldn't play with knives," Frank says, as he throws the guy to the ground.
The thug, whimpering, cries "Who are you!?!". Frank opens his trenchcoat, revealing the signature skull symbol.

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"Oh, no," the thug whispers. "Oh, yes" says Frank, taking a sawed off, double barreled shotgun from behind his back. "Please, I just got married." Frank blasts him in the face without second thought. "Honeymoon's over," he says.

He goes to help the woman up. "Thanks," she says. "For what?" Frank inquires. "For saving my life!" she yells, as if stating the obvious. "Right," Frank says as he turns and walks away.
:unishr:

[TheElderOne]

Paris, France..

"OH, bonjour petite dame, soin pour payer quelques francs une belle chanson a fourni par le votre vraiment?!", yelled a frighteningly exstatic french man in his thirties to a young lady having brunch.

As she moved her head back and took a closer look at this person, her flowing red locks swayed idly in the gentle breeze of this beautiful French morning. The said man had long, sharp goatee and a striped sweater, bean hat placed upon his slicked back hair. He was asking intently if she would pay a tad bit of currency for a song played by him and his fellow band-members.

The prospering look of thought stained her face for what seemed an eternity until she finally gave away a few French dollars; Francs. She found it rude and almost inhuman of her to do otherwise, the man seemed almost desperate for cash...

The romantic an ambient tunes provided by the band-members began to fill the streets abound, helping out the young men trying to woo-over their fair dames in the nearby restaurant...

In the shadows of a building's back-alley, a baker's dozen feet away from the omni-growing crowd beamed two faint and chilling sources of light. They shut on and off, like a morse-code and were red as ember. Still, they layed hidden from all else by the darkness surrounding the figure, this strange, yet...unseen figure.

Heh...inhuman...

He grabbed a cigarette and match..his last match, striking it sharply against the surface of his rugged cheek, flicking it's gentle flame to life. He lit the end of the cigarette and placed it firmly inbetween his stern lips, fiddling with the ace in his left hand as he placed his right in his pocket and stepped on the match with his foot.

He looked up and sighed within his own breath, staring at the red locks of the young woman as she smiled, clapping her hands to the music, which was now on the verge of climaxing. He sighed, he did'nt know what to feel when he saw that hair..Jean..Mary-Jane..His Rogue..

He needed to get away from the hardship, get back to his roots...There was both great sadness and joy in that sigh..sadness for the two women that had been murdered, which had managed to pound on his cerebrum like a jackhammer of guilt even after a week or so since those days...and joy because atleast the Pheonix had come back..And because he had someone to go to at the end of his trip..

He looked back down and took a long drag of his Malboro...

Like they know anything about being inhuman..

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[TheElderOne]

OOC: Haha, Dante, Son of Sparda.. Steal every phrase from the movie and game, why don'tcha? But seriously, great stuff, had me laughin'.

[Swordmaster]

OOC: Haha, Dante, Son of Sparda.. Steal every phrase from the movie and game, why don'tcha? But seriously, great stuff, had me laughin'.


Inspired it. thought it was a good opening.

[TheElderOne]

OOC: Oh it was..it was.. I think'll I'll play the game later tonight :P

[Swordmaster]

why do you keep saying OOC?

[DarkKnightJRK]

why do you keep saying OOC?

OOC: OOC means "Out of Character." So, if you're speaking about something that isn't part of your character, you say that, so that no one will be confused.

Heheh, I'm joining in on the Punisher quoting fun!

[batnkevlar]

OOC: Out of Context speech... stuff that has nothing to do with anything... liek what you are doing now... save the chitterchatter for the OOC Thread...

[Keyser Soze]

Bullseye hated going to see the doctor. He always had. Even when he was a kid, he'd hated going. And in those days, he'd been to see the doctor plenty. His mum was taking him along all the time, armed wiht some lame excuse for whatever injury he had picked up. Of course, it was always his bastard of a father that had caused the injury, whenever he got bored of beating on mum or Lester, his brother. Now, here Bullseye was, once again waiting in the doctor's office. But this wasn't an ordinary doctor. This was Dr. Gordon Ramirez, an expert neurologist who dealt exclusively with criminal patients. He helped them, and got paid. No questions asked.

While Bullseye was waiting for Dr. Ramirez, pacing back and forth across the office anxiously, he thought about what had brought him here. His brain tumour. He thought it was gone for good. Hell, recently he'd even pretended the brain tumour was back in order to complete an assignment, and boy, what fun that had been. he should have known not to tempt fate, as now he had a tumour-sized ball of irony stuck in his skull. Shortly after completing that mission, the seizures had returned.

The last time he had seen Ramirez, he had been told not to worry. The doctors had left a tiny fragment of the tumour in his brain during the last operation. It had been lying dormant for years, and had just begun to grow a little bit. Ramirez had given him the seizure medication he had been taking all through his little alliance with Doctor Octopus, but more recently Bullseye felt like it was losing its effect.

Dr. Ramirez entered the office, taking a seat behind his desk.

"Will you please sit down...Bullseye."

"No, I'm fine, Doc," said Bullseye, continuing his pacing. Then he noticed Ramirez's face.

"I'm not fine, am I?"

Ramirez showed Bullseye the CAT scan results. Bullseye had went in for one of those earlier. God, he hated them. it felt like being in a tiny little prison. And the worst part was that you couldn't move. That brought back memories of when he was paralysed. Of all the things Daredevil had done to him, that was the worst. Bullseye hated feeling helpless, and the only thing that had kept Bullseye alive while he lay on that hospital bed was pure hate...

Bullseye was brought back into the real world by the realisation that Ramirez had stopped talking medical mumbo-jumbo and was waiting for a response from him. Bullseye gave him one:

"Okay, Doc, tell me in English, how bad is it?"

"It is growing rapidly, I don't know what's causing it," said Ramirez, sighing, "I don't like this at all."

"Well I'm not too fond of it either, Doc," snapped Bullseye, "So give me some stronger medication so I can get rid of this thing!"

"It's not going to be that easy," said Ramirez, shaking his head, "It's too large now. Our only choice is too operate."

Bullseye stopped pacing, approaching the desk. He'd gone through cranial surgery before. He didn't want to experience it again. He asked Ramirez a question, already knowing the answer:

"And what if I just carry on as I am now? What if I just forget all about this... tumour crap?"

"That is not an option, Bullseye," answered Ramirez, "You have weeks, months if you're lucky, but if we do not operate you will die."

Bullseye finally sat down. For a long time, he didn't say anything, instead just staring at an interesting grey spot on the wall. Finally, without looking at Dr. Ramirez, he broke the silence:

"If I have the surgery...what are my chances?"

"Well, I'm a very good surgeon, not like the incompetent hack who left the fragment in your brain i nthe first place," smiled Ramirez grimly, "So I'd say you have about a 40% chance of survival, with no lasting brain damage."

"*****," was all Bullseye could cough out. After another beat of silence, he made his decision:

"Okay, I'll have the surgery. I'm not going down without a fight."

Bullseye turned to face Ramirex before continuing.

"But if the surgery goes wrong. If I survive but...but I'm... brain damaged, I want you to pull the plug. I don't want to live like that. Do you understand me?"

Ramirez nodded solemnly. Bullseye smiled.

"Then book me in for surgery."

It wasn't until Bullseye had left Dr. Ramirez's office that what he'd been told finally hit home. Fear didn't come easily to Bullseye, but the fear was running rampant in him now. He felt it sittin gat the bottom of his stomach like a lead weight. A weight marked with the D word. Death. Bullseye was dying. Bullseye had faced death before, of course, he faced it all the time. But before, Bullseye could look down at feath, laugh at it. But now death seemed like a mountain, like Everest. He couldn't overcome it, not this time. He could tell himself all he wanted that he was a survivor, that he'd beat this. But deep down in his heart, Bullseye knew that his time was running out.

"Do you have some change, buddy?"

Bullseye was dragged back into reality, first by the smell, then by the sight of a homeless man. Bullseye ignored him, continuing walking. but the hobo followed him, walking alongside him.

"Please, mister, you don't know how tough I have it."

Bullseye stopped, turning to face the stinking old wino. he finally spoke to him:

"Are you tellin' me that you have it bad?"

Bullseye laughed, digging into his pocket. He found what he was loking for. He took out a switchblade, flicking it open and sticking it into the homeless guy's stomach. He stabed him a few times, then gave the blade a twist for good measure, then retracted it and put it back into his coat pocket. Bullseye held onto the gasping hobo by the scruff of the neck, and whispered into his ear.

"Scum like you doesn't deserve to live. Why are you allowed to waste your life, to piss it away, right down the goddamn gutter!?"

Bullseye let the homeless man drop to the ground, and walked away, leaving the dirtbag to bleed to death. This was New York City - it would be hours before anyone even noticed he was dead. Bullseye wondered how long it would take anyone to find out when he died.

Bullseye arrived at his new apartment. Not much better than the last one. For Bullseye, death was no longer some distant, undefinable enigma. Not, it was close now, he could see it on the horizon. It was coming for him. Bullseye was working to a time limit. He had things to do, people to take care of, scores to settle.

Bullseye was dying, but he wasn't going to die alone.

[Spider-Man9X17]

As Johnny raced toward the Statue, he knew he and Spidey would need help if they ended up fighting Venom. Reed had removed the symbiote once before and contained it, but him and Sue had been away for sometime now. Still though, he activated his comm-link built into the "4" logo on his uniform. Even if he couldn't reach Reed, he knew Ben was in the Baxter Building.

"Human Torch to home base. Anyone home, it's Johnny. I've got a possible situation on my hands. Reed, if you hear me, I need some help."

Only static

"Sue, Ben, anyone? C'mon Ben, I know your home."

Johnny waited for an answer as he settles on top on the Statue of Liberty

[JewishHobbit]

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Mutant Town
X-Factor Investigations
7:53pm

Jamie Madrox sits at his desk looking over a world map. In the map are several thumb tacks placed in differant locations. This is how he remembers where he has sent a dupe to learn something new. He's been doing this for a while now, sending dupes out to learn something and then reabsorbing them to gain their knowledge. He's learned Russian, Hawaiian, and German in this way, as well as many other useful traits. He's expecting one of them to return within the week so he's trying to decide what else he wants to learn. He's been pondering gathering some more government ties since most of his old ones from his X-Factor days have dried up. He looks to the sign on the door, "X-Factor Investigations." Man, how he misses the old days.

Jamie leans back in his chair while rubbing his eyes. He looks out the window and sees that the sun is going down. Another day done, another day with no clients. Bishop must be doing a good job down there so that no one needs his help with anything. He finds himself daydreaming about his next client. He'd be.... no,.. SHE'D be tall with brown hair, slightly curly. She'd have the deepest blue eyes he'd ever seen. Who doesn't fall for a brunette with blue eyes, c'mon?!

Jamie smiles as his fantasy begins to play out in his mind, but the thoughts are interupted by a knock on the door. His eyes widen as he jumps to answer it. He opens there door and there, staring him in the eye is a tall figure with brown hair and deep blue eyes. The figure steps into the room and takes off his coat,... HIS coat. Dang dupe!!!

"So how was school today?" Jamie asks.

"Funny. Thanks for the assignment by the way. Why did I have to study poop again?"

Jamie smiles, "You never know when I may need to examine someone's stool in a case. I don't want to be caught with my pants down. So what'd you learn?"

The dupe shakes his head at the memories, "What do you want to know?"

Jamie smiles again, "Why does it smell?"

The dupe stares at Jamie for a moment, "Poop stinks as a result of the products of bacterial action. Bacteria produce smelly, sulfur- or nitrogen-rich organic compounds such as indole, skatole, and mercaptans, and the inorganic gas hydrogen sulfide. These are the same compounds that give farts their odor. And that's a direct quote."

Jamie laughs out loud, "Well lets get this show on the road, then."

"Just remember me next time you need to study nude beaches, huh?"

Jamie nods as he places his hand on the dupe's shoulder. Once absorbed Jamie can recall all he had learned in his studies. He can't help but to chuckle a bit. The detectives on television seem to always know about poop, he can't go without that kind of important knowledge can he?

He walks back to his desk and looks at his map. He pulls the tack from Iowa and holds it in his hand. He looks over the map a bit longer before stomping his foot. Beside the desk stands another dupe.

"Hey man, I need some more government ties. Feel like a trip to D.C.?"

[DarkKnightJRK]

My name is Blade.

For most of my life, I have been a vampire hunter. I would track any creature of the night and exterminate them. But now, I'm entering a world that is completely nonterraned to me: superheroics.

I made this decision during the furneral of Jean Grey. I was the one that found her after her demise, lost in a battle against a Sentinal robot, and I was the one who brought her body to the X-Mansion in Whenchester. That reason is probably why I was able to be there in the first place. Regardless, I helped with her and the other heroes in New York during a crisis in New York, the standard world-conquoring plot by Dr. Doom.

She trusted in me. She truely believed that I could do this, I could be part of this, I could be more then just a hunter, I could do great things. I don't know how and I don't know or care why, but Jean Grey helped me realize my fullest potential.

I've been talking like this for a couple of days, now's about the time I get off my leather-clad ass and DO them.

Which is exactly why I'm in New York, sneaking into the NYPD criminal files, knowing about the new prey I decided to hunt.

I look for all criminals known out and doing illegal activities, which mostly include the "super-villians." I look around until I notice a name I haven't thought of in a long time: Bullseye.

Dispite my green-ness in the superhero community, I've had some issues with this man in the past. He would challenge me to a fight, pull out a cheap shot whenever I had the advantage, run away with the perverbial tail between his legs, and brag on how he has beaten me. His murderous nature to the world makes him a monster, but his treachery to the art of combat puts him very high in my s**t list.

Perhaps my ego is part of it, but despite that, he's ended more human lives then I have ended the vampire kind (which is a hell of a lot), this motherf**ker deserves to be in jail or worse.

Taking down the Man Who Doesn't Miss, Bullseye. Sounds like a start.

OOC: Does Bullseye even have a regular name? I couldn't find it on the Marvel site. Also, if anyone could send me some Blade pics (modern version, not the 70's stuff) so I could follow the herd in this picture using, that would be nice. And for the people wondering, no, Blade doesn't know about the Bullseye/Spidey/MJ issue, so he's not being an ass in that way. I've already PMed Spidey about this before.

[Keyser Soze]

OOC: Bullseye's real name has never been revealed. And I have to say that the prospect of restarting my feud with Blade sounds interesating. Man, everyone is gunning for me, AND I have a brain tumour. Can't the poor guy cut a break?

[DarkKnightJRK]

OOC: Bullseye's real name has never been revealed. And I have to say that the prospect of restarting my feud with Blade sounds interesating. Man, everyone is gunning for me, AND I have a brain tumour. Can't the poor guy cut a break?

OOC: Of cource everyone's gunning for him, you've killed TWO superheroes girlfriends among countless other's and you've throughly pissed The Daywalker off, it's a suicide run, I tell ya! :D Thanks for the info, by the way. :)

[Keyser Soze]

OOC: No probs. Looking forward to working with you. but can you please not come after me right away? I have some internal character development stuff to do before istart interacting with other players.

[TheElderOne]

OOC: Oh and thank me you guys for 1/2 of the tension that started between me and Keyser.. May your sweet ass bouts commence.








God I love being an egoistic ass.

[DarkKnightJRK]

OOC: No probs. Looking forward to working with you. but can you please not come after me right away? I have some internal character development stuff to do before istart interacting with other players.

OOC: No prob. I'll just do some investigating stuff, maybe stop some baddies along the way, just let me know when you're ready to have your ass handed to you. ;)

To ElderOne: It is fun being an egotistical ass, isn't it? :o

[Venom160]

Sabretooth stands in the middle of a giant training room with three gaurds surrounding him, each are armed with a kitana.

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"Alright give me everything you got."

The guards come at him, he takes the first one out with a uppercut that breaks the guards neck. He takes the dead guard's kitana and inpales the second one. The third takes a swipe at Sabretooth, but he grabs the guard's arm in mid-swipe and breaks it, the guard screams and falls to the ground.

"Well that was boring I did'nt even break a sweet."

As he turned to leave the room the guard with the broken arm pulls out a dagger and throws it at Sabretooth, which goes into his lower back. Sabretooth stops and pulls the dagger out and walks up to the fallen guard.

"I was going to let you live, but that little stunt just cost you your life!"

Sabretooth stomps on the guard's neck breaking it, he turns and leaves the room.

[twylight]

Paris, France..

He looked up and sighed within his own breath, staring at the red locks of the young woman as she smiled, clapping her hands to the music, which was now on the verge of climaxing. He sighed, he did'nt know what to feel when he saw that hair..Jean..Mary-Jane..His Rogue..


OOC: Rogue has Brown hair... Great post BTW..hurry back stateside so Rogue can get some of that fine treatment. ;)

[ElectroFlare]

Spider-man saw the Torch's message in the sky, and changed directions towards the Statue of Liberty.

"Looks like an old flame wants to talk..." Spider-man muttered the joke to him.

How could he go on making jokes? Too much of his time was spent making jokes, and not enough time saving the ones he loved. Uncle Ben...Gwen...MJ...the list kept growing. And it would continue if Spider-man kept up with this comedic way of dealing with business.

"What's the problem Torch?" Spider-man asked as he arrived...

[Spider-Man9X17]

"I saw Venom in the city tonight, headed uptown. I knew he would probably be looking for you, thought you'd want some help. I've been trying to get the rest of the FF on the line, but there's no response.Well, I did get Ben, but, well, he's watchin TV. Actually, it's a DVD. I think hes a little scared, myself. Dont tell him I said that though, he'll kill me..."
Johnny paused, realizing he was rambling. Spidey was unusually quiet tonight, he noticed. He should have cracked a joke by now. Sure, he was probably concerned about Venom in the city, but Eddie Brock was always good for a least a wisecrack.

"Ah, well, things have been a little slow lately. I could use a little action....."

Spidey mood was starting to unnerve Johnny. He seemed too distant.

"You OK, bud?"

[kang604]

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Latveria was in ruins. The war and the pummeling that the nation's military and citizens had taken were drastic. Victor Von Doom had a monumental task on his hands.

Destroy and Rebuild.

It would take time, and careful planning, but Doom knew he would succeed. Rarely was there a time when Victor was even the slighest bit unsure of himself, but even the simplest of minds knew for a fact that if anyone were to rebuild an entire nation after a global war, it was Dr. Doom.

Standing in the command center of one of his still standing military bases, Doom barked orders to his minions, orders to begin restoration of Latveria's military, economic and social standing. He would rebuild Castle Doom, and bring the nation back to her former glory.

But an itch at the back of his mind began to irritate him. revenge...it was a thought constantly tugging at him, toying with him, tormenting him. The urge was too great. It was time to begin the systematic extermination of the heroes, once and for all.

Starting with his lifelong rivals. The Fantastic Four.

"Soldier, use every resource still available to find and locate Benjamin Grimm and Johnny Storm. Once found, track their position and immediately report to me on any updates."

Doom grinned. It was only a matter of time now.

[Duker Jay]

"Sue, Ben, anyone? C'mon Ben, I know your home."


"Wotta ya want, Matchstick?" The Thing replied gruffly. "I just popped in one o' the Sopranos DVDs..."

"Well, we've got a situation with Venom here."

"Is 'at right...? What's he doing...? General havoc and calamity an' all that?"

"Well, no...but, he's-"

"Is he coming after you?"

"Not really, he's jus-"

"So, lemme get this straight? When you said there wuz a situation...wot you really meant wuz...yer getting bored o' flying around by yerself...?" Ben Grimm smiled from his seat on the couch...he loved giving Johnny a hard time. "Why not find the webhead...? It's his buddy..."

"Well, yeah...I'm trying to get Spider-"

"Kay...I gotta go...this is the one when Big Pussy get's wacked."

Beep! Grimm hangs up on his longtime friend and teammate.

"Woke up this mornin'...got yer self a gun..."

OOC: Spider-Man9x...hope you don't mind the bunny...we'll say that conversation just took place before Spidey showed up.

[ElectroFlare]

"I saw Venom in the city tonight, headed uptown. I knew he would probably be looking for you, thought you'd want some help. I've been trying to get the rest of the FF on the line, but there's no response. Ben must be getting a midnight snack. That could take a while."

Johnny paused, looking back to the city.

"Ah, well, things have been a little slow lately. I could use a little action....."
Spidey seems distant.

"You OK, bud?"

"Of course I'm okay. Thanks for the heads up on Venom, though I think you could have taken care of him yourself, what with the fire and all. I'll keep my eye out on him." Spider-man said, and turned to leap off the statue.

"Oh, and Torch? I don't think I'll ever be back to okay..."

[Spider-Man9X17]

OCC:That's cool. Perfect Chemistry. Best not get too comfy though. Doc Doom's pissed and he's gunnin for us. ;)

[Batman]

The faint sound of wind blowing is heard as an eye opens.The eye belongs to a man,whos lying in the snow.He cant remember much.

Logan awoke from his slumber,that seemed to go on for ages.He looked around,not knowing exactly where he was.It seemed he had been drinking the night before......and somehow.....wound up in the snowy woods of Alberta,bare chested.

As he sniffed around to see if anyone was near him,He realised something...........Someone was watching him.Not being able to see the figure in the snow,Logan was uncertain if it was human,or animal.Then.....It moved.It ran away,actually....And Logan didnt like this.

Something wasnt right about all of this,and he knew it.Of course....that wasnt Irregular.Logan spent half of his life in search of his past,slowly aging due to his healing factor.In fact,he still has doubts about the full truth to the reason he became the way he is.

But this was just plain....odd.First Of all,He didnt drink NEARLY the amount it takes to get drunk.In fact,He only remembered ordering a drink......and not actually drinking much of it.

The events of the previous night were all slowly coming back to him.....


**********

"Get me a Budweiser....and step on it."

"Sure thing."

Logan sat down at the bar as the Bartender started getting his order ready.He wasnt in the mood for talking,actually.

Jean Grey,his former teammate with The X-Men,and someone that he actually cared for,died recently.

Not only that,but hes now apart of another team,joining the ranks of Spider-Man,Captain America,Iron Man,Blade,and others......The New Avengers.And Logan wasnt really "giddy" about it,so to speak.

He NEEDED a drink.

After He sits down,a man taps him on the shoulder.

"You Logan?"

Logan turns around to see the man.

"Yeah"

"There was a guy that came in here,lookin for ya.He was tall.....REALLY tall."

Logan raises an eyebrow,considering there are NUMEROUS people Logan knows that fit this description.In fact,there were a couple of punks that he fought not too long ago that ALL fit that description.

Assuming it was one of them,Logan loses intrest,seeing as how they were a couple of whimps.He had more important things to do than to teach them another lesson.

"..Okay...."

"Thought ya might like ta know....."

"I didnt"

"You didnt wanna know?"

"I didnt wanna be interrupted from my drink.......bub."

"Oh....sorry.."

The man can tell Logan doesnt really want to talk,so with that,he walks away.Logan turns to see that the beer has been made and set down in front of him.He picks it up,and drinks some of it......until he smells something.Or...in this case.....Some ONE.

"Sabretooth....."

Logan lets out a low growl before turning around.

-Snikt-

Logan's claws pop out as he heads for the door.Everyone around stops what they are doing,as they stare at his claws.Not that he cares.....hes used to it.The fact that Sabretooth might be in the same area is what hes focusing on right now.

He kicks the door open,and steps out,looking back and fourth.He continues sniffing,and turns.Before he can see andything,Hes greeted by a large fist.

*******

Thats the extent of what Logan remembers.Knowing its possible that the figure WAS Sabretooth,He runs after it.

However,hes still confused......considering he could'nt have been knocked out by Sabretooth,for that long,with one punch.His healing factor could've prevented that.

The only way he was gonna get any answers was to beat them out of Sabretooth...IF thats he who hes following.




OOC:This is my first post as Wolverine.....and in an RPG.....so if it sucks.........which it probably does......tell me.:o

[Spider-Man9X17]

Johnny is dumbfounded. The further Spidey fades into the distance, the deeper the pit in his stomach became. Had Spider-Man just quit? He wasn't even gonna go after Venom. How many people were gonna get hurt, and Spider-Man just turns away. Johnny realizes he can burn the symbiote away, but without a way to contain it, it will just re-host with Brock, or worse, attack another, innocent person. And if Spider-Man did run into him, he was in no condition to fight.

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FLAME ON!

Johnny takes off from the statue.

"I can't do this alone, but I can't sit back and do nothing," He tells himself "But I also have to find Spidey later and talk."

The final thought must take a back seat though, as Johnny sends out a very familiar signal to any hero out there who could see it. A bright, flaming "4" burned over the sky of Manhattan.

"I hope one of those smart guys answers."

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[JewishHobbit]

Mutant Town
X-Factor Investigations
9:03pm

Jamie Madrox watches from the window as his dupe drives away in a cab. Once gone he pegs the thumb tack in the DC area of the map. He sinks back into his chair and looks around his messy desk for the remote to the television. He is unable to find it at first but soon locates it, fallen under the desk. Once he has his prize he flips the tv on and leans back in his chair.

As he watches the news of the world's events he again thinks back to his days in X-Factor. He often thinks of those who he was teamed with, he likes keeping tabs on them. Guido and Rahne help out here at the agency at times but both have been gone for a while. Rahne's become a teacher over at Xavier's and Guido, well he's probably in space being a bodyguard at alien concerts. Yeah, it's odd, but it's what he does. He thinks of Alex and Lorna and knows that they're with the X-Men now and he's proud of them. He even finds that he misses Pietro at times,.. at least once a month. And after all this, Jamie finds himself wondering,.. what have I made of myself? I was a loner going in and even now, after joining X-Corp and the X-Corporation and ditching both,.. here I am alone again. My curse.

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The minutes drift into hours as Jamie's eyelids slowly succumb to slumber. He isn't sure how much time has passed when another knock comes at the door. He is startled and jumps to his feet, nearly toppling over in the process. Did D.C. Jamie come back for something? He puts the desk back in order and flips off the television. He then goes to the door and opens it. There stands a woman with light brown hair, slightly curled. And eyes he finds himself instantly lost in, a deep sea of blue topaz. He suddenly remembers what he was dreaming.

"Hello" the woman says.

Jamie reclaims his composure, "Hey, welcome to X-Factor. Please come in."

The woman enters and Jamie pulls out a chair for her. She sits gracefully and Jamie rounds the desk to sit in his own chair. As he sits he sees that she is uncomfortable.

"Thank you for coming, Ma'am. I'm Jamie Madrox, how can I help you?"

The woman looks around the room for a minute, obviously uncomfortable. Then when she has surveyed the room enough she begins to speak, "Hello Mr. Madrox, my name is Jessica Howe. I need your help finding someone."

Jamie leans forward, resting his elbows on the desk, "Okay Ms. Howe. Who can I find for you?"

"I want you to find the people who killed my fiance."

Jamie remains propped on his elbows but his face has gone blank. After a moment he recovers and responds, "I'm sorry to hear about your fiance, Ma'am. How did it happen?"

"I don't know how exactly but I know who killed him. They are monsters."

"Monsters?"

Jessica Howe looks around the room as if looking for someone and then leans only inches from Jamie's face. If it weren't for what she was about to whisper he would have found this to be a very pleasing situation.

With a face distorted by anger and disgust, Jessica whispers, "The X-Men killed my Vincente!"

[TheElderOne]

OOC: Rogue has Brown hair... Great post BTW..hurry back stateside so Rogue can get some of that fine treatment. ;)


Brown, eh? I thought it was a kind of brownish-red.. No matter 'tis all good with Cajun.

[twylight]

Mutant Town
X-Factor Investigations
9:03pm

"The X-Men killed my Vincente!"
OOC: *Gasp* MAN! I wanna see where you're goin with this!

Meanwhile..back at the ranch......

Bobby Drake sat in the X-Mansion's Med Lab in the dark. Sitting over the unconscious body of Deadpool, a.k.a. Wade Wilson. Bobby sat there, wishing he would have gotten there in time, in time to save Wade from being thrown out that window, leaving him in this state. Sure, his spine healed from his healing factor, but something happened to his mind also, something that wasn't so easily healed.

Bobby was flooded with memories of times he wasn't there to protect someone, friend and family. Images of his beaten and bruised father, of a dead Jean Grey and of Deadpool. Of course Jean was alive again. Well, maybe not Jean, but the Pheonix anyway. Bobby knew that none of those was his fault, he couldn't have known what was happening to his friends, but found some part of himself feeling responsible. It was probbaly because he knew that he always held himself back. Always scared of what might happen if he reaches his full potential as Iceman.

Bobby got up and walked to the door, opening it, turning to take one last look at Deadpool's body and vowing to himself that he would do what ever it took to prevent anybody else he knew from getting hurt.

Rogue's footsteps made soft thuds as she walked through the Halls, in a few hours after everyone was scrubbed and fed, the hall's would be sporatically sprinkled with groups of students arranged by experience and learning levels. Until then, she was alone. Maybe Hank was up, burrowed in his books...her thoughts wandered as she shuffled them, hoping to keep them moving fast enough to not linger on any one thing.

Hugging herself and running her hands up her arms she thought of Jean.
Jean she might have been able to tell, maybe, now that she was gone as 'Jean' she pondered on how close as friends they had been. She was beginning to regret that maybe, she didn't know Jean as well as she should have.
She grew closer to the Med Lab. A guy named Deadpool lay in there. She didn't know anything about him, he was somehow connected to Copycat, a shape shifter. Mystique was one too. Mystique..memories came back. Shoving them aside she searched for something else to occupy her mind.

Remy, how long had he been gone? Not being able to touch him was hard enough, not having him there to talk to was harder. Where ever he was, she hoped he was safe. He would be one loss she wouldn't be able to live through.

Deep in her own thoughts, she didn't notice at first the door to the Med Lab open. Bobby's form, suddenly appearing made her gasp and start back.

"Oh, Bobby Ah don't see you." She said as he turned towards her. "What are you doin' down here?"

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[batnkevlar]

OOC: Master Bruce, just to tell you, whoever you're chasing is not Sabretooth unless you guys made a plan... cuz otherwise he's with me in Genosha...

[Venom160]

OOC: Yeh I read that and was wondering where he's going with it. Because like my post said I was training with some of Magneto's guards in Genosha.

[SuperFerret]

Hank stood in the bathroom, looking at his reflection in the mirror. A blue-furred monster stared back at him. It was a monster he had learned to live with, learned to love, but he wondered if his beastly appearance could destroy his newfound political aspirations.
He heard voices in the hall, one of which was Rogue's. Hank, like he always did when he thought of Rogue, became angry at himself. Here he was, feeling bad for himself, when Rogue's situation made his problems look meaningless. He always felt pity for Rogue, and it might be the reason why they had never become close friends. Hank trusted her, admired her beauty, and he loved her as a friend would, but he never felt the close bond he had with some of the others, like Bobby, with Rogue.
"You really should remedy that." he said to the Beast in the mirror, maybe I'll break my news to her first, before anyone else.
He sighed, and entered the hallway.

[DarkKnightJRK]

I start my investigation on the location of Bullseye. This would be my first investigation of this sort, but I remind myself that it's practically like hunting vampires, except their human.

I know he's in the New York area, here is where his last sighting was. I also know that he probably has little-no money, so I put Manhantten's out of the picture. Another thing I gathered was that Bullseye had a addiction...to "other" creatures of the night: prostitutes. So that brings me to some of the worst slums New York has to offer, which is a hell of a lot.

As I find my footing, daytime lurks. Since the ladies of the night only come out then, at night, I decide to hold the investigation until sunset.

I find an apartment near the place I'll be starting. The apartment's a nasty s**thole, and that's being nice. But, it's got a fairly decent bed and that's all I'll need until the sun disapears and us night-prowlers appear.

I sit on the bed and open up one of the bags I keep with me. A needle with dosages of my serum inside. It doesn't do much good nowadays, but it helps a little and it's hard sometimes to break old habits.

I take the serum, the usual immieate symptoms appear. My muscles spasm, my eyes start to water, small chills rush through my body as the red blood-cells that I need to feed my blood system reproduce. After a few minutes my body calms. The new blood in my system won't last for long, but it'll give me a head start.

I close my eyes and concentrate on my breating. I find the meditation to help keep my will and my bloodlust under control. I'll continue this until the sun sets, and then I can consider Bullseye's ass to be mine to toast...

[Mr. Green]

Thor stood surrounded by legions of the dregs of Asgard and beyond. They all hated Asgard and it's inhabitants. They were all gathered by Loki. And Thor had been tricked. Loki knew a simple frost giant could not defeat Thor. He also had no use for Odin's ravens. Loki let them fly away.

Loki: Fool. I just needed you away from the kingdom. Away from your pathetic friends. Today I rewrite fate. Today is your Ragnorok. Today is... Ack!

Thor grabs Loki by the neck and holds him up in the air.

Thor: Know this Loki: after I am done with your horde, I am coming after you!

Thor threw Loki. He turned and was struck by a hard blow from a frost giant. The giants and magic spawned wretches created by Loki swarmed over Thor. He was completely and utterly outnumbered. Thor struck back giant after giant. Beast after beast.
Thor swung Mjolnir furiously. Bone shattered. Ice cracked. Thor summoned lightning from the sky and his hammer. The lightning tore through the hordes like paper. It was not enough though.

Frost Giant: Are you ready to beg for mercy Thor? Are you ready to give up.

Thor sneered at the giant. He raised his hammer only to be hit from behind by one of the other giants. The frost giant laughed.

Frost Giant: Do you feel the pain? Thor! Give up! You still have plenty of time to beg for mercy. We may be kind and make your death quick. Begging yet?
Thor: I say thee nay, fiend.

With that Thor smashed the giants face with his hammer. The frost giant's teeth shattered like glass.

Thor: I say thee NAY!

Thor continued his relentless assault. He summoned more thunder and more lightning clearing plenty of room to move around. Thor began swing his hammer in a circular motion creating a portal.

Thor: Come get me, unless you are too much of a coward!
Odin: No! Don't!
Frost Giant: We'll get you! We'll get you thunder god!

The army stepped through the portal to find themselves in an endless desert. The instant they stepped through they were attacked by a giant dragon.

Thor: Let me introduce you to a friend of mine. His name is Fafnir. And this place is Nastrond. He is very lonely, and VERY hungry. I hope you enjoy getting to know eachother.

The hordes cursed and cried at Thor. Their only way of getting to Asgard was through Loki, and without him they would be stranded. Thor flew off and returned to Asgard in search of Loki. First he would reunite with Balder, Sif, and Odin. They all needed to catch up on lost time.

[RoseRedStrauss]

*Juggernaut reached the entrance to a large fortress. He was confused as to whether or not he was supposed to smash his way in, or wait for a doorman. Just then, luckily for the door, the gates opened up, and a man hooded in a cloak stood in the darkness.*

"Please come this way," said the hooded man.

*Juggernaut followed, still wondering why he had been called.*

"Who owns this place? It's freaking huge. It'd be great for smashing things." (I'm assuming he doesn't know Magneto is the owner, bear with me please)

"Lord Magneto is the ruler of this land." replied the servant.

"Magneto?!". Suspicious, he then calmly asks, "Was it he who called me here?"

"No," replied the servant. "It was I, the Lord does not have sufficient telepathy to communicate over distances that great, so he uses lower psychics to do so."

"Two things to tell you my friend. One, thanks for the info. Two, you just made a big mistake. You see, I don't LIKE PSYCHICS."

*The servant, who was leading Marko, felt a sudden chill as a hulking shadow loomed from behind. He makes and attempt to run, but finds Marko's fist tightly wrapped around his arm. The servant, in a mad plan, attempts to use a psi-bolt.*

"HAHAHAH! You're trying to do it again aren't you? I can tell from your concentration. Well guess what, it won't WORK ON ME!"

*Juggernaut then walks over to the entrance of the castle.*

"You ever wanted to fly? Cuz I want you to."

*He then hurls the poor psychic into the air, into the vast blue that is the sky.*

Sorry, I'm gonna bunny Magneto for a sec here.

Magneto, "Are you finished?"

*Juggernaut turns around and sees Magneto*

"I want explanations NOW, or I will personally turn this piece of trash castle into rubble with my bare hands!"

*To emphasize his point, he rips off a castle door and flings it at Magneto.* (For story's sake, let's assume it's a metal door. ::hint hint::)

Not exactly a great post, but I'm pretty tired. I guess I'm first in the Brotherhood?

[Venom160]

OOC: hey rosered I thnk you have to IM the person and ask if its ok with them to bunny there character even if its for just one post.

IC: Sabretooth was heading back to his room when he heard the noise at the main gate, he decides to go check it out. When he got there he sees this giant in red armor yelling at Magneto, then he rippes off one of the metal doors and hurls it at Magneto, without even thinking Sabretooth runs between Magneto and the door. Sabretooth punches the door with all his strength, stopping the door but mangling his hand in the process. He twistes his fingers back into place so they can heal.

"Hey you idiot why don't you listen to what he has to say before you start ripping the place apart!"

[RoseRedStrauss]

*Juggernaut see's the beast of a man stop his door with one punch. At first Marko is impressed, but upon seeing the man's injured hand, he scoffs.*

"Sending you're dogs out now eh? If you could barely stop the door? What makes you think you can stop ME!?"

*Marko then reaches back and tears off the other door, and hurls it toward the newcomer.*

[Midnight Ice]

OOC: *Gasp* MAN! I wanna see where you're goin with this!

Meanwhile..back at the ranch......



Rogue's footsteps made soft thuds as she walked through the Halls, in a few hours after everyone was scrubbed and fed, the hall's would be sporatically sprinkled with groups of students arranged by experience and learning levels. Until then, she was alone. Maybe Hank was up, burrowed in his books...her thoughts wandered as she shuffled them, hoping to keep them moving fast enough to not linger on any one thing.

Hugging herself and running her hands up her arms she thought of Jean.
Jean she might have been able to tell, maybe, now that she was gone as 'Jean' she pondered on how close as friends they had been. She was beginning to regret that maybe, she didn't know Jean as well as she should have.
She grew closer to the Med Lab. A guy named Deadpool lay in there. She didn't know anything about him, he was somehow connected to Copycat, a shape shifter. Mystique was one too. Mystique..memories came back. Shoving them aside she searched for something else to occupy her mind.

Remy, how long had he been gone? Not being able to touch him was hard enough, not having him there to talk to was harder. Where ever he was, she hoped he was safe. He would be one loss she wouldn't be able to live through.

Deep in her own thoughts, she didn't notice at first the door to the Med Lab open. Bobby's form, suddenly appearing made her gasp and start back.

"Oh, Bobby Ah don't see you." She said as he turned towards her. "What are you doin' down here?"

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"Oh, hey Rogue. How are you ? I was just down here checking on Deadpool's condition. No change, still in that coma. Things never get any easier for us do they? Of course, you know that better than I, I suppose. what are you doing wondering around the halls?"
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[Electro UK]

Electro sat in his bed, tierd and fed up. He wanted to get outta here.

When morning finally rose, Max was throwing a ball against the wall of his cell. He couldn't get out. The cell was speically modified to prevent him from going. But then something happened that Max really didn't expect.

"Pssst Max"

"Huh?" Said a startled Max, coming out of his trance.

"Max it's me... Mia!"

"Mia!" Said Max with delight, walking over to the door and seeing the face of the woman he cared so much about. Through all the things he'd been through at the moment, Max could deal with them if Mia was alright.

"Listen, I've got a key card, I took it off an Officer when he wasn't looking. I'm gonna get you out... but then I don't ever want to see you again."

Max looked like christmas had been cancelled.

"What?" He said

"I love you Max, but you betrayed my trust in you by becoming Electro again."

"But Mia..."

"No Max, I'm gone after this."

Click! The door flung open and before Mia could do anything, Max leapt into her arms, giving her a long and deep kiss.

"Don't go, please" Said Max when Mia pulled away

"I need some time Ma..."

"FREEZE!" Shouted a shield guard, gun out aiming at Max. Max turned to face him. "I said Freeze Dillon!" Said the guard, hands begining to shake. But it was to late for the guard Max raised a hand and shot out at him. Mia was screaming for him not to do it. But Max couldn't stop. No, no matter who was asking him, he could never stop being Electro.

The guard shot, then the electricity contected with him. He gave a scream of pain and then fell to the ground. A burnt, black face, just like his farthers. It made Max flinch.

"AAHH!" Screamed Mia falling to the ground. Max spun round in surprise, seeing Mia flat on the ground, a bullet wound in her stomach. No, the shield guards shot was knocked off target by his bolts. It was all his fault. No... it wasn't his fault. It was never his fault. It was S.H.L.E.I.D.s fault.

"Mia speak to me. Don't worry baby I'm gonna get you some help." Panicked Max. But it was to late for Mia

"I...love...you...Max" Were her last words, as she lost her breath.

"Gone" Said Max, tears streaming down his face. "All gone" He seemed unusually calm about it, but then it started to build up. "No, no, please come back Mia please. I don't want to loose you! MIA!" Max knew it, but he wouldn't stop hoping he was wrong. "Don't worry baby. I'm gonna avenge your death. Shleid will fall." He laid Mia on the floor, closed her eyes, and walked out of the room.

Guards all shouting at Dillon to stop, then firing. Max with his head down, crying, just let out bolts all around the room. The screams of innocent men, drowned out Max's sobbing.

He came to what seemed to be the entrance. Kicking open the door. He came to the back of a hotel. In Boston.

"Mia's restauruant?" Said Max in disbelief. Did that mean? No it couldn't do. Mia would never betray him like that.

Head still hung, he walked out of the resteraunt and looked up to the night sky.

"Fury" Whispered Max. It was time to return to New York City.

[Priest]

OOC: Sorry Batnkevlar. I'm going to call the MAC people tomorrow and get this all figured out. Hopefully I can make my post then.

[Karem-Knight]

Norman glided New York City in search of Goblin Generals, he needed too get away from Roderick they we’re never friends and Norman was a loner Kinglsley was his prawn.




He needed at least 3 Goblin Generals for his and Hob Goblin’s plan.

Hob Goblin wanted super humans, Norman Only knew Bull’s-eye, Doc Ock, Electro and Venom we’re on The streets.
He needed to find out who would be willing to do this.

He glided around New York searching

[Karem-Knight]

OOC:That means that I need Goblin Generals

[Silver S]

It was barely dawn when William was jump-started awake with a not so sublte konk on the head as one of The Vault guards took his billy club to him.

"Get up, kitty litter." William scoffed as he slowly sat up, rubbing at his head briefly before glancing up at the portly guard standing before him. Cute. How long did it take him to think that one up? Three other guards holding standard issue semi-automatics trained at his head stood behind the shorter guard. William looked at them dully for a moment before rising, thinking about how many times he's been plugged with bullets only to have spat them back out at unsuspecting cops and agents.

"Time for another chat with the shrink," the guard chuckled. If looks could kill, William would be the only man left alive on that complex. Another guard standing just outside his cell stepped in and clasped handcuffs around his wrists and shackled his ankles with a somewhat longer chain. He shuffled past the guards and out into the hallway, ignoring the glares from other supervillians locked behind their forcefield prison bars. "Not got much to say, do you kitty litter?" the guard asked, rubbing one of his chins. "I guess someone like you wouldn't, huh? Being locked up does that to you garbage," he continued as they walked down the hall, the other three guards behind him still holding their guns tentativly at his back. William ignored it all. They came to the end of the hall and the guard slipped a key card through the reader, releasing the locks on the door with a buzzing sound and sliding open to allow them through.

They'd come to the first room outside the cellblock where inmates were taken to speak to their lawyers, psychologists, and on occassion, their family. But not before being shackled to the chair and shot up with a tranquilizer just in case you got any funny ideas. William obediently stood at the white line just before the table and chair set up, another force field dividing the table from the chair opposite where the visitor sat. The fat guard leaned up against the wall, twirling the key card between his fingers as he watched one of the three guards who followed them holster his gun and step forward. William looked down at him as he unlocked his handcuffs and opened the shackles on his feet, reaching for the chains alongside the chair to bolt him down.

"What are you smiling at, you piece of trash?" he snapped. William leaned closer and the guard instinctively clapped his hand over his holstered gun. "I'm thinking about how much fun it's gonna be to watch your head explode," he whispered. The guard started to snicker but stopped when the echo of a gunshot shattered the relative quiet of the room. A bullet hole ran clean from his forehead straight through and he fell backwards in what felt like slow motion. William lurched forward, plowing his shoulder into the fat guard standing before him. Behind him another gunshot, and the second guard fell against the wall. The copper smell of blood filled the room.

"Wha-what's going on here?" the guard blubbered as he fumbled for his phone. William arched back and swung, clocking him right in the nose, making him drop the phone. "Wouldn't do that if I were you," he growled. Behind him the guard had leveled his gun to his head. "Disengage my collar," he snapped at the guard, who was wiping at the blood running from busted nose with a pale hand.

"Hey now, just calm down, just -" he started, trying to reach for his own gun. William grabbed the guard by the front of his shirt and hefted him up in the air, slamming him against the wall.

"I SAID DISENGAGE IT!" he snapped viciously. Shaking visibly now, the guard reached for a pouch in his utility belt and produced a small flat key card, which he slipped into the side of the collar. With a audible click, the collar fell away into two halves. Before they'd even hit the floor, William had transformed into The Sandman, and had stuffed his other hand down the guard's mouth, filling his lungs with sand, before dropping his dead body to the floor.

"Well. That feels much better," he said, his voice grating and raspy now as he turned to the guard standing behind him. "Don't forget our agreement," he said as he holstered his gun. "When you get out of here, you -" William snatched him up by the throat and held him up, giving him a grin that was wider than necessary.

"HEY! HEY!!!" he yelled as William tightened his grip and forced sand down his throat. "Sorry kid. I guess you don't know how this works. You help break me out - and I turn around and stab you in the back," he explained as sand filled the young guard's lungs and spilled out of his mouth. "That's what the bad guys do." He dropped him to the floor and made his way to the door, taking a deep breath before leaving the room.

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Showtime.

[Swordmaster]

The Punisher walked back to his apartment. "Time to go to work," he said. He put on a Kevlar vest, slung an M-16 over his back, and put his Father's .45's in there holsters. Lastly, he took out a map.




A map of the Gnucci Mansion.

[Batman]

OOC: Master Bruce, just to tell you, whoever you're chasing is not Sabretooth unless you guys made a plan... cuz otherwise he's with me in Genosha...

OOC:Dont worry....I know.Logan only THINKS Sabretooth is there in Alberta with him.Hes being tricked by someone else.My whole arc will be dealing with this........sorta like a "Hush" story,without all the villians,and with Wolverine.

All will be explained as the arc goes on,Venom160 has nothing to worry about.

[Electro UK]

Max got out of a cab. Finaaly he was back in New York. Last time he was here it had been a wild ride. But he wasn't interested in the past now.

S.H.L.E.I.D HQ was back up in the sky after Doc Ock and Bullseye brought it crashing down. Max was going there. Max was going to get his revenge. Max was going to kill Nick Fury. But not without his costume.

Max headed back to his old apartment. When he reached it, he opened the wardrobe in his bedroom and got his Electro suit. Finally Electro was back in play.

Grabbing some binoculars, he headed back outside and shot up to the roof top. He looked around in the sky but couldnt see much.

He had to think of another plan. BANG!!! A huge explosion came from behind Max as he jumped, span round and saw the Rhino head out of a bank.

"Perfect" He thought to himself. With all the heros so busy, no one would come to get Rhino. It would be left up to S.H.I.E.L.D. Soon enough Max heard the sund of a helicopter landing near him.

"On the double men let's move. We have a Rhino to hunt!" Shouted an officer... a S.H.I.E.L.D officer. Max climbed into the back of the helicopter and waited.

5 minutes later, the team reappeared. One took a radio and said "S.H.I.E.L.D HQ, you we have dealt with the Rhino, returning to base. This was it Max was going in.

[The Joker]

The neighbourhood of Forrest Hills was a tranquil neighbourhood.Simple people leading simple lives.Mostly families.Kids playing in back yards.Fathers out washing their cars on a sunday afternoon.Old ladies walking their dogs thru the neighbourhood.

And some old ladies such as May Parker baking wheat cakes for her nephew Peter who was currently staying with her after the death of his wife and destruction of his apartment with which they had lived in blissful happiness until recently.

Yes Forrest Hills was an idyllic neighbourhood.

The man walking down the street in a trenchcoat and hat with shades also noticed this peaceful tranquility.He had also noticed it before when he had taken up temporary residence in the Parker home years ago.It was this perfect tranquility that had provided him with the perfect hideout once until the accursed Spider-Man had tracked him down.He remembered the address as clear as if it was yesterday.This man was Doctor Octopus.To May Parker he was simply Dr Otto Octavius.Charming gentleman and former fiancee.

Ock walked up the driveway to the front door."She's planted some new flowers and had the house repainted" Ock muttered to himself as he came to the front door.He knocked on the door.

"Just a minute" came a sweet old voice from behind the door.The door opened and May stood there in her apron with a wooden spoon in her hand.The scent of wheat cakes wafted up the hallway and out the door.May looked at Ock and said "Can I help you?".

Ock smiled as he removed his shades."Rather it is I who can help you dear lady" he said."Otto.....Otto Octavius?" May said in surprise.Ock grinned again."Hello May.It's been a long time.We need to have a little chat.It concerns your nephew Peter".

[Spider-Man9X17]

Johnny has waited long enough. No one has answered, and Venom's trail would have gone cold by now. Besides, if he hadn't caused any trouble yet. Maybr he wasn't going to.

He sighed. He hated giving up, but there wasn't much more he could do. He took one more final sweep across the city before heading back to the Baxter Building. He'd been starving for hours anyway. He grabbed a pizza roll from the freezer and heated it by flaming his hand. Before he turned in for the night, he made a quick stop at the Teleporter Room to check on the kids.
He flipped a switch, and the large screen in front of him came to life, displaying a beautiful city on the moon.

"Hi Johnny, everything OK?"

The blonde haired woman standing on the other side of the screen was Crystal, member of the Inhumans and one of Johnny's ex-girlfriends. She was also the preferred babysitter for Franklin and Val, Reed and Sue's children. She wore a yellow jumpsuit with black gloves, boots, and a belt.

"Kinda. Nothing's every entirely OK around here. Just checking on the kids before I turn in gor the night.

"They're great. Put them to bed a while ago.....Any word on Reed and Sue yet?"

"No, I haven't had contact in days. I've checked everywhere imaginable. I know've they've gone for weeks, months at a time before, but they at least always check in once in a while. I'm getting worried."

Hang in there, Johnny. They'll show up. In the mean time, you and Ben need any help, you know where to find us."

"Thanks, Crystal. I'll check in sometime tomorrow."

Johnny shut off the teleporter, and headed up to the TV room and took a seat in the couch beside Ben.

"Any popcorn left?" he asked as he settled down for a night of Sopranos DVDs.

[Duker Jay]

"Any popcorn left?"

"'Course, Johnny...have yerself a seat...sit back an' relax. Not very often we get this kind o' break."

Although Ben didn't mind ribbing Johnny whenever he got the chance, sometimes he just preferred to treat him like the brother and, it could be said, best friend that he was.

" 'Shoot yer cuffs...' Har har har...I love this show..."

Johnathan Storm and Benjamin J. Grimm chuckle together.

[Electro UK]

OOC: I cut my last post in half. I realised I was taking this thing to fast

[nixonbat]

The Mole Man sat upon a throne in a large cavern. The chamber was quickly filling with Moloids. Tens of thousands of the creatures. It had been years since he had summoned so many to attend his words, but he would need his devout followers to act as his tools for his upcoming conquest. He had even summoned twelve of his mightiest monster behemoth's from Monster Isle to attend his speech. Many of the outcasts he had collected from the world above to form his self proclaimed utopian society were in attendance.

While he observed his faithful legions filtering into the monstrous cavern arena, he reflected on his forthcoming mission. He envisioned himself finally ruling over the world above. The world that had spawned him, yet cast him aside for his perceived shortcomings. Yes, they would surely pay this time. He had been patient and he felt his planning was flawless. Even now he was furthering his cause by recruiting even more outcasts from above... looking for every angle that would give his bid for world conquest a better chance to succeed.

He then heard the signal sounded that meant it was time. All were present and it was time to ready his forces for the difficult tasks ahead.

He stood, and addressed his audience:

" My faithful legions...you honor me with your attendance," his voice boomed from amplifiers, " I would ask you all to look around at the sheer mass of our faithful who are gathered here on this day. Look at our strength!! Witness our commitment to our shared goal!!! We, all of us, are in this together. We must claim this Earth for ourselves. The world above hates us. The world above dismisses us. The world above discards their mistakes and poisons into our world...killing the earth in which we make our homes. Finally, they have gone too far. On the North American continent, in the land called Nevada by the surface dwellers, they have begun burying their radioactive nuclear poisons into our domain. Threatening the lives of not one, but many of our communties. "

Mole Man paused for dramatic effect. Allowing his words to build within the hearts and minds of his followers, he felt their patriotism to the world below swell, as if it were a palpable and tangible thing.

Then he continued: " Mankind has always chosen to bury his mistakes...his secrets...his weapons of destruction. We KNOW his secrets. We watch his every move from below. We watch him kill our planet. I say we have watched ENOUGH!!! If the world above cannot guide this planet responsibly, then it is up to US to take away from them their decision making powers. WE must be the ones to give them direction and order!!! YES!!! We shall dictate to them how to serve US!!!! Follow me on this crusade and we shall prosper together as the righteous rulers of the entire planet!!!!" he shouted. Strong applause immediately followed. Mole Man basked in the glory of his followers adulation and even allowed himself a smile.

He then concluded, " I have dispatched detailed instructions among you all to help you to aid in our united cause. With our combined strength, we cannot fail. A new world begins here ... right now. Bless you all, my faithful, for tomorrow, we take the WORLD!!!!"

The applause are deafening. Mole Man had established a national goal and patriotism that even Hitler would have envied. Now his plan could begin to unfold...and soon he would be Earth's king.

TO BE CONTINUED.....

[Electro UK]

A couple of minutes later, Max looked up. They were almost there. Close enough for Max to snatch on and fly up there.

"Well boys it's been fun" He said rising up making the S.H.I.E.L.D agents jump and turn round. "But I really must be going. Bye!" He said cheerfully as he jumped out and sent the helicopter crashing to the ground.

He shot up bove the HG, turrets spotted and aimed at him. But it was pointless before they even fired, they had been blown into pieces.

Max landed, as S.H.I.E.L.D personnel rushed out to met him. Not the kind of greeting Max would of prefered but it would have to make do.

"Max Dillon, you are under arrest surrender now" Said one guard

"So you kill the one person I care about. And I get arrested?" Max said. He was furious now. Bent on revenge. "You see that rubble over there that I made form those turrets? That stuff's about to rip through you."

And with that it happened. Screams of pain as people felt tiny pieces of metal, ripping through them. Max stood and watched in anger as they fell to the floor. "You deserved this!" He screamed to himself "Every little bit of it!"

Max had lost himself. Tears were rolling down his face as he marched inside. Blowing up anything he could, he marched inside. Explosions happening all around him. Glass from bulbs falling on him, cutting him. But he didn't care. He didn't even notice.

Finally he came into a room were a man stood. Alone. A patch over his eye. "FUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRYYYYYYYYY!" Max screamed "You are mine" he said running at him.

[Batman]

He raced through the snow,desperate to catch whoever it was he was chasing.

Logan ran after the figure,which was now WAAY too far ahead to tell if it was Sabretooth......or even human,for that matter.Logan didnt care.....he was SURE it was Sabretooth.After realising that hes getting nowhere,considering he has no shirt OR shoes,and hes running through two feet of snow,Logan stops.

Smelling the scent left by the figure,Logan realises two things:

1)He could've done this before chasing after the figure.

2).....He wasnt chasing Sabretooth.

Logan was dumbfounded.First,he actually DID smell Sabretooths scent......even though it was somewhat vague.Then,he was knocked out cold by an unknown man,which is something that takes ALOT of power.And then,there was the figure in the woods......

Logan didnt recognise the scent,but just the fact that the figure was THERE bothered him,somewhat.It could've been the man that punched him out,and if that was the case,Logan wanted to return the favor.

Coming back to the spot where he awoke from,He found his tattered shirt,jacket,and a bag he carried around,which stored his Wolverine costume.

"Looks like Im huntin someone tonight....."

-Snikt-

Logan popped his claws out,getting ready for the night ahead of him.After taking the time to change,he went back into the woods,in full Wolverine gear,hunting for answers.

This wasnt going to be as easy as it seemed,and for some reason.....he knew it.

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[MST3K 4ever]

Daredevil swung through the city. For the first time in weeks he felt re-energized and felt like he could take on Dr. Doom on his best day.

What kind of trouble can I find to keep myself busy with?

He landed on a building and felt the trembling of a silent alarm going off. He then heard someone say, "Hurry it up will you!!!! If we don't get these diamonds in the bag and get out of here now we're looking at some serious jail time."

Daredevil smiiled. Oh you guys have no idea how much you just made my day He used his bilyclub to ope on the rooftop access and climbed through the ventilation system and found the two thieves. He kicked in the vent and surprised the two crooks.
"Something tells me you guys aren't with the cleaning crew, " he said as he kicked one in the chest. the other one began to run but Daredevil caught him with his billyclub cord and took him down.

He quickly tied the two together and said, "I can hear the police radios, they should be here within the next three minutes. Now you boys smile really big when the take your pictures."

Daredevil exited the ventilation system as he heard the police enter the room. Now that felt like old times. It's good to be back

He fired his cable and took off into the city.

[Keyser Soze]

Bullseye loved being back in his costume, it gave him back a sense of control. Nothing was better for putting aside thoughts of your own mortality like killing people. And the one thing that made killing people more fun was getting paid for it.

This time, he had been given some interesting instructions. The target was some petty drug dealer, but he was being assassinated for personal reasons. It was some Cuban ganglord who had ordered the hit, and had given him specific instructions. Bullseye closed his eyes, breathing in a disused parking lot. He opened his eyes, and turned to the dealer.

"Hey buddy, have you ever heard of a rubber necklace? It's what they use in South America to punish informants. Is that what you are, Benny, a snitch? You know what, I don't know, and I don't care. You are dying tonight. It ain't nothin' personal, just an extra contribution to the Bullseye retirement fund."

Bullseye leaned down to pat the gagged victim on the head. His arms were tied behind his back, and a rubber tyre was placed over his neck. He had a frantic, pleading lok in his eyes. Bullseye didn't give a damn. Bullseye picked up a canister of gasoline, emptying the contents all over Benny. Bullseye grinned amiably.

"Hmmm, rubber burns real well, don't it? I'm sure you're gonna smell real good when you go up in flames."

Bullseye took out a cigarette, and slowly, theatrically took out his lighter. He flicked on the flame, and gleefully watched as Benny's eyes widened. Bullseye's smile suddenly vanished, as he threw the cigarette at Benny.

"You know what, I'm tryin' to quit. It's all yours, buddy."

Bullseye dropped the lighter, along with the open flame, on the tyre, setting Benny ablaze. He took out a small camera, supplied by the man who'd hired him, and took a photo of the feiry display. Bullseye laughed, then walked away from the scene, leaving Benny's muffled screams of agony behind.

Bullseye sighed as he arrived back home at his apartment. That had been easy, what he was about to do would be much harder. He took out a small slip of paper that he carried in his belt. It had written on it an address in Idaho, and a phone number. Taking a deep breath, Bullseye dialled the number on his phone. After a few rings, a child answered the phone.

"Hello?" asked the voice.

"Hey there," Bullseye said, "Is that...Nate?"

"No," came the reply, "That's my brother. i'm Dave."

"Oh, hello Dave," laughed Bullseye nervously, "Is...is your dad home?"

"I'll go get him," replied Dave. After a moment of silence, a man's voice spoke into the phone.

"Hey, Lester here, who's speaking?"

Bullseye paused for a second. He came very close to saying something, but then just put the phone down. There were some things he just couldn't bring himself to do. He would just have to go to other items on his mental checklist of "Things To Do Before I Die". And his next task was gonna be a lot of fun...

[SuperFerret]

"Oh, hey Rogue. How are you ? I was just down here checking on Deadpool's condition. No change, still in that coma. Things never get any easier for us do they? Of course, you know that better than I, I suppose. what are you doing wondering around the halls?"
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Hank entered the hallway and notices that Rogue is talking with Bobby Drake, a.k.a. Iceman. They both seemed to have a lot on their mind.
"Sorry, to interrupt this little early morning meeting, but I have some big news that I just need to tell someone." Despite himself, Hank felt giddy. After all his years as an X-Man he had given and recieved more bad news than good news, and whenever there was good news to tell, Hank told it to nearly everybody.
Rogue and Bobby looked at him expectantly.

Hank smiled broadly, "Lady and Gentleman, you are looking at the next candidate to run for President of the United States."

[batnkevlar]

*Juggernaut see's the beast of a man stop his door with one punch. At first Marko is impressed, but upon seeing the man's injured hand, he scoffs.*

"Sending you're dogs out now eh? If you could barely stop the door? What makes you think you can stop ME!?"

*Marko then reaches back and tears off the other door, and hurls it toward the newcomer.*

*Magneto smiles and stops the door in midair. He then melts it down and forms it into a statue of the pose Juggernaut was doing right there, as if Cain Marko was looking into a mirror.*

"For you, Marko. A present. Now will you listen?"

[FrantikMagik]

A couple of minutes later, Max looked up. They were almost there. Close enough for Max to snatch on and fly up there.

"Well boys it's been fun" He said rising up making the S.H.I.E.L.D agents jump and turn round. "But I really must be going. Bye!" He said cheerfully as he jumped out and sent the helicopter crashing to the ground.

He shot up bove the HG, turrets spotted and aimed at him. But it was pointless before they even fired, they had been blown into pieces.

Max landed, as S.H.I.E.L.D personnel rushed out to met him. Not the kind of greeting Max would of prefered but it would have to make do.

"Max Dillon, you are under arrest surrender now" Said one guard

"So you kill the one person I care about. And I get arrested?" Max said. He was furious now. Bent on revenge. "You see that rubble over there that I made form those turrets? That stuff's about to rip through you."

And with that it happened. Screams of pain as people felt tiny pieces of metal, ripping through them. Max stood and watched in anger as they fell to the floor. "You deserved this!" He screamed to himself "Every little bit of it!"

Max had lost himself. Tears were rolling down his face as he marched inside. Blowing up anything he could, he marched inside. Explosions happening all around him. Glass from bulbs falling on him, cutting him. But he didn't care. He didn't even notice.

Finally he came into a room were a man stood. Alone. A patch over his eye. "FUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRYYYYYYYYY!" Max screamed "You are mine" he said running at him.



*Max had not realized the power disruptors in the room. No wonder he didn't use his powers there. Fury smiles and takes out his gun.

BLAM!

The bullet rips through his chest, narrowly missing his heart*

[Bat Child]

:::Jean Grey is sitting on a cloud trying to remember what happened. She sees vivid images of blood.:::
"Target"-She remembered hearing

:::Jean looks to the earth below her. She sees new lifes being created, and other being exterminated.:::

"The circle of life" she thought to herself. "Then why am i still here? I guess the cirlce doesn't include us does it?"She said to herself.

"Of course not. We are above human's and far beyond mutants. We are gods. We create our own circle of life...a cirlce of eternity."

"No! Why can't you just let me die in peace?! Why can't you let my loved ones grieve only once? Why must.....we.....do this.."

"Yes...we...not me .....we"

"Yes....we do this. And we will put an end to the suffering. They ruined this world for themselves right?"

"Yes....they must be punished. They must be reborn. The cirlce of life."

"Yes....life....and death"

:::Jean stands and makes her way to the mutant island....Genosha:::
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[Venom160]

Sabretooth looked at the Juggernaut and cracks his knuckles, his injured hand now fully healed. He stands by Magneto and wonders what he has in mind with the Juggernaut?

[Warrior]

The Chameleon was getting tired of sitting around in his new apartment with nothing to do. He had abandoned his disguise presantly so he wouldn't be discovered but now he was waiting for someone who remembered him from the last time he was in America to call him and hire him to do a job. Someone would remember him, he had told them when he would return. So now all he had to do was wait for the call.

[TheElderOne]

Queens, New York..
La Guardia Airpot - 3:17 pm..

Home...

'Home is where the heart is', they say...Jesus Christ..Were they a sharp box o' crayons, or what, eh?...

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It had been a decent ride for Remy, even if it did manage to last an ass-numbing 7 hours. He looked around at the inhabitants of the second-class section of the plane. Sure, Remy could've afforded first-class, but he never liked the lot that spent time there, eating their fancy meals, sitting comfortably in their Lazy-Boy recliners as if they meant something in this world..

Psh...He needed to escape, get comfortable with normal people. As he took a radar-like glance at the people on-board behind the dark tint of his shades he smiled. They were normal alright. Not a business suit to be seen, which made him feel like the environment was right up his alley.

Gambit was always one who had a special talent..not one involving his mutant genetics but one involving his social standards.. It was charisma. He always had a way with people that made them smile the moment he came into view. Old, young, rich, poor. Whoever it was, something about him made their day, and he loved feeling that tad sense of control.

"Bonjour, monsier, vous aiment n'importe quoi boire', ou mangent?", said a middle-aged stuardist suddenly, catching Remy off guard who had been enjoying the intense melodies of Metallica that were flooding his ears via his walkman. Remy almost jumped and looked up at the lady, removing his ear-pieces, "Uhm..Mind repeating that, please?", said Remy, unaware that she had spoke to him in French.

"I said would you like anything to drink or eat, sir?", she said again in a sweet and gentle voice. "Water'll do fine..thank you.", responded Remy as he grabbed hold of the clear cold liquid being passed to him, he smiled one last time as she made her way to the next person on the aisle.

After several minutes of finishing his drink, Remy began to feel a bit light-headed, and decided to take a nap, ignoring the boring stories of her past the elderly woman to his left was telling him..it was begining to drive him mental. After several seconds of trying to find a comfortable postion in his seat, he drifted pff into a slumber the rest of the way....

---

Gambit stepped out of the cab after tipping the driver with an extra set of bucks, "Keep da the change, type..", the cab driver stared at him for a brief moment as if Gambit were a nut before driving off, "No buddy, you keep the change..", he sped off, Did that guy just call me a type?..Remy made his way to the front gates of the mansion, which slowly opened to let him pass. As Remy made his way through the enormous campus, he eyed the children scattered about the lawn, playing basketball, jogging around the mansion, doing laps in the pool.It's good to be home, he thought as he gave reassuring nods to scholars and teamates as he passed them by...

He entered his room and dropped his luggage before putting away his belongings. He took a seat on his bed and stared out the open window, thinking back on his little vacation as he took a few drags off a fresh ciggarette...he wondered where Rogue was..

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OOC: BTW, type means dude in French incase you're wondering.. :o

[AnnoyingSilence]

A computer reacts to its programmer, automaticly turning on on his enterance... Left in charge of monitoring Genosha after Prof. Xavier asked him to, alone...

Hello Forge, running auto-system scans, designate: Genosha

Forge: Cancel that scan today Computer... Locate File X-F13T-Omega-R

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Forge: Computer, search internet for X-Factor.

Search Complete: X-Factor Investigations, Mutant Town

Alert! Alert! Alert!
Mutant Designant: Juggernaut
Location: Genosha
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Forge: What could this mean??? I definitely need to call someone in on this...

<Dial Tone>

555-3873(Dupe)
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[batnkevlar]

OOC: Annoying Silence, are you going to play the DCU RPG?

[DarkKnightJRK]

"I'm looking for a man."

It's night and my investigation of Bullseye can begin. I've tracked down every streetwalker in the area and haven't gotten much, I've just now started on the brothels.

"What kind you want?" Said the hostess of the brothel, a small Spanish woman in a red dress and matching cowboy hat.

"No, I'm looking for one of your customers. He's about 6 foot tall, with a target branded on his forehead."

"Ah. I know who you're talkin' about. He's one f**ked up boy, man. Last time he was here he nearly killed one of the girls in his little party. But he pays well, so what can ya do?"

"Can you tell me where I might find him?" She looks me up and down.

"You a cop?" She asks. I come closer to her, using my size slightly.

"Do I look like a cop?" Her silence answers that question, now for the former one. "Do you know where I might find him? He ever take any of the girls with him?"

"Nah, we don't allow that anyway, taking the girls with them, I mean. More chance of someone slicing them up and hiding them in the drink, you know? Gotta keep my business goin'."

"Yeah, I hear you. thanks for the information." I start to walk out when she yells back at me?

"Yo! I just gotta know, why you lookin' for this guy? Who is he?

"His name is Bullseye, he's an assasian and a psychopath, and if I were you I wouldn't let him close to the girls, because he could kill them without anyone knowing."

"I get ya. I knew he was some sicko. Good luck in that search, come back anytime, I might give ya a discount."

"...Maybe."

I walk out of the broathel and now I'm back at square one. I can't think of anymore ideas. Now all I can hope for is that the motherf**ker will come to me...

[TheElderOne]

OOC: BTW, just edited my last post to add a little more depth. Nothing major though.

[ElectroFlare]

Spider-man swung through the skies, as fast and as hard as he could. Johnny had asked if he was okay. PFFFFFFT. Could Spider-man ever be okay?

Yes. Spider-man could be okay.

No. Peter Parker Couldn't be okay.

The Spider vs. the Man. He'd been through this before. Daredevil had aided him.

"Kill Parker. Kill him now. Throw the dirt on his grave.
That's the advice I'd give you if I was Matt Murdock.
But of course I'm not." Daredevil had said.

Peter Parker had managed to survive that encounter. But will he survive the next attack the Spider-man launches at him?

Spider-man landed beside a lake, and took his mask off. He looked at the reflection.

"It's your fault I'm feeling this Parker. It's all your fault!" He yelled and smashed the water, destroying the reflection...

[Spider-Man9X17]

Johnny and Ben's were waking from an uneasy sleep just before dawn by a loud, wailing alarm.

"Awww, nuts." Ben groaned. "What th' Hell?"

Johnny hurried over to an computer console on the other side of the room. He flipped the switch on the side, killing the alarm and simultaneously bringing up a gridwork display of the city.

"Jailbreak. Looks pretty serious. Superhuman inmate."

"I didn't know we monitored the jails."

"We didn't, but Reed had this installed after all of the recent...."events", before he and Sue dissappeared. It comes in direct from S.H.I.E.L.D."

"Ummmm, yeah. So, who we dealin' wit'?"

Johnny punched a few buttons.

"Sandman...,"a wicked smile spread across his face. "Wanna have some fun, Rockhead?"
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[JewishHobbit]

Mutant Town
X-Factor Investigations
9:04pm

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"The X-Men killed my Vincente!"

Jamie Madrox feels his jaw drop but quickly recovers it. He knows the X-Men and knows that they will not kill unless necessary. He tries to remain calm, "Okay Ms. Howe, why do you think the X-Men killed your fiance?"

Jessica Howe looks at Jamie with a look of disbelief, "I don't believe this, you don't believe me either!" She stands and begins to walk quickly to the door.

Madrox gets up, Hey, wait!

Jessica does indeed stop and turns to face him, What do you want? Money? Is that what it takes you detectives to do your job. I thought you weren't suppose to question a client? Well here, is that enough?

She throws a wad of bills against Jamie's chest. He looks down at it as it falls to the floor. A '100' covers the top of the role. His eyes widen but he regains his composure, "No, wait. While I do require payment that isn't what I need to believe you. I need you to explain to me why you believe the X-Men killed your fiance. I'm willing to take on your case, but I need some information from you first."

Jessica looks to her feet at first and then back to Jamie, "I'm sorry Mr. Madrox. It's just..." and with that her eyes tear up and as she tries to speak only broken cracks of her voice make it pass her lips. Jamie comforts her.

"It's okay. Just tell me what you can and I promise to do what I can."

She begins to tell him of what she knows of Vincente Marquise's death. She never saw his body but received the call nearly two weeks ago. His body was found and horribly burnt. After being burnt it had been encased in a solid sheet of ice and presurved. She went to identify him but all that could be seen in the ice was a chared body with several missing limbs that was truly unrecognizable. She was told that the ice was being kept cold in a large freezer for evidense. She's been trying to contact the police about finding Vincente's killer but they have been to busy to worry about one man's death. they told her that he's "on the list." She's gone to several detectives but none would touch her case. She tells him that it is too touchy, a mutant killing a low rate citizen in cold blood. Apparently the beautiful Jessica Marquise is a simple factory worker's wife. Nothing special about her. She maintains the home, attends church every Sunday, has friends over every Friday. So why would someone want her husband dead?

After she tells Jamie what she knows he walks her to her car and watches her go. She seems sincere but the story doesn't. Why would the X-Men kill her fiance? It sounds like Iceman may be involved, though he knows Iceman wouldn't do such a thing. He will have to do some thinking before setting out to investigate. He then hears the phone ringing in the office. Great!

Jamie rushes up the steps and answers the phone on the fifth ring.

"Hello? Oh, hey Forge. How's everything on the Genoshan front?"

[Alexia Dark]

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Felicia Hardy stood in front of the mirror, putting the final touches on her costume.

I've waited long enough. This has to happen soon. I've wasted too much time already. Too much time training, not enough time planning.

For the past two years, although her gymnastic back ground had been far more than that, Felicia had been training herself for one purpose: to follow in her father's footsteps and become one of the world's greatest cat burglers.

But even more than that, her immediate need was for her to bring her father home. Right now, not very far away, he was rotting, dying in a prison cell for a crime he hadn't committed. Well, one of the few he hadn't committed, but that wasn't the point. He'd been retired for years, settling down with his wife and raising Felicia.

The past two years had been an intense combination of studying her father's exploits and learning the tricks of the trade of thievery, and conditioning her body to become as fit as humanly possible, a flesh-and-blood lethal weapon. Now her training was complete, and it was time to fullfill the promise she had made to her father the day she learned that he was dying; to bring him home so he could die in peace, not in a cell like some mediocre street thug.

Felicia zipped up the costume, black leather fringed with white fur on the boots and gloves. The front was a little bit more revealing than she had anticipated, but it would do. She zipped it up as far as it would go, picked up a spike-studded collar and clapsed it around her neck, then slid on the gloves and boots. Finally, she picked up her mask, a strange, feminine material that covered most of the upper half of her face. She was ready.

As she climbed out her bedroom window, she remarked to herself:

This is it. Time for my father to come home, and nothing, no one, will get in my way, or they'll soon realize how unlucky it is for a Black Cat to cross your path.

[Silver Sable]

OOC:I'm having a hard time thinking of an intro for Sable so if any one wants to trespass in her Symkarian base, I'll start off there

[twylight]

"Oh, hey Rogue. How are you ? I was just down here checking on Deadpool's condition. No change, still in that coma. Things never get any easier for us do they? Of course, you know that better than I, I suppose. what are you doing wondering around the halls?"
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Rogue looked down and then up as Bobby said “Of course, you know that better than I, I suppose.” She hardly heard the rest of what he said, after that. She knew people pitied her, but to hear it...
“Ah was just exercisin’ a bit in the Danger Room, Ah couldn’t sleep.” She answered, in her soft southern voice.



Hank entered the hallway and notices that Rogue is talking with Bobby Drake, a.k.a. Iceman. They both seemed to have a lot on their mind.
"Sorry, to interrupt this little early morning meeting, but I have some big news that I just need to tell someone." Despite himself, Hank felt giddy. After all his years as an X-Man he had given and recieved more bad news than good news, and whenever there was good news to tell, Hank told it to nearly everybody.
Rogue and Bobby looked at him expectantly.

Hank smiled broadly, "Lady and Gentleman, you are looking at the next candidate to run for President of the United States."


Rogues green eyes widened, what was he thinkin’? The general populace would neva accept a Mutant. “Hank, that’ good news. But whay?”
Everythin' was changin' it made her wonder what Remy would return like. Whould ther' be another team roster change?

The wind raced across the snow, gathering it up and depositing against the tree trunks the cold cut into her but she couldn’t stop walking, she had to reach her target, she had to, the mission depended on it.

Remy would make it better.

No, she had no one. The mission, the mission……

No! There was Remy an’ the team..

Just herself, the team had gone around a different direction.

No!



Rogue’s eyes dilated for a second, barely dicernable, to the others. Rubbing her eyes she looked back to Beast, taking comfort in his large blue build, she felt Bobby’s body close to hers. She was in the hallway on the lower levels of the school. Not in a frigid forest.
In the hallway, concentrating on Beast and his announcement.

[TheElderOne]

''Ello Mr. Xavia..been a bit eh?..heh heh..", belched out Gambit as he entered Charles Xavier's office. Although he missed Rogue he had no idea where she was, and that was one reason he came to visit him. The other being obvious.

There was no response coming from the other end of the desk and Gambit felt a slight bit rude, "Um..heh..", he snickered again, this time sheepishly, "Uh..Sorry..for leavin' afta' Jeans' funeral, but I jus' could'nt bare the thought of her bein' gone, ya know..Besides, you guys managed to keep things unda control without the Ragin' Cajun 'ere..right? Heh.."

After a brief moment of silence, he tried to speak again but was interrupted by Xavier, "Don't worry, Remy.. It is alright, no worries. I know exactly how you feel but let us leave this wound in our heart; the negative, behind.. for now.. Now.. What is it that you need?"

Remy nodded at the wise words of his brilliant mentor before speaking again, "Besides seein' how ya been, I wanted to know where Rogue was at?", was his response before waiting for an answer from Charles, who was meditating, searching for Rogue's near-by location. Suddenly, Xavier spoke, "In the infirmary with Bobby, Hank, and a still badly injured Deadpool...she's been waiting for you to return.."...

---

Several minutes later..

Gambit slowly opened the door into the infirmary wing of the mansion. He noticed that the trio of super-heroes were busy speaking amongst eachother and for some reason two of them were in disbelief. Remy knew it was'nt him they were talking about for some reason.

He slowly krept up behind Rogue and gently placed a hand on each of her slender shoulders, "Chere...."

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[SuperFerret]

Rogues green eyes widened, what was he thinkin’? The general populace would neva accept a Mutant. “Hank, that’ good news. But whay?”

"Don't get me wrong Rogue, I don't expect to win. But, I feel that a statement needs to be made, especially with Kelly in office. I'll understand if you don't support my decision, but I wont be swayed from my choice."

[SilverCenturion]

Tony Stark was sitting at his desk atop Stark tower, government forms were scattered everywhere, and his the monitor of his newest computer illuminated the room. He had the desk specially positioned in such a way that it was open to the rest of the office and still had a good view of one of the windows that filled an entire wall.
The New York skyline was particularly dark that evening which clashed with the feelings of excitement in Tony Stark. The last few months had been fairly dark for him and for the superhero community as a whole, their had been notable deaths within the families of the X-Men, Spider-man, and amoungst his own family of heroes, which was why he found so much solace in starting a new team of Avengers.
Though the bureaucracy of it meant a lot of work outside of work, greatly conflicting with his sleep schedhule he knew that his team of Superheroes was one of the greatest things to ever happen to him.
After filling out novel's worth of SHIELD forms his mind began to wander.
I really could use a break from all of this...
Flipping a small switch underneath his desk the sound of his personal SHIELD radio filled the room, informing him of the multiple crisises around the city.

Minutes later a scarlet figure was scene flying out of the Stark Tower's private hangar.
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[twylight]

"Don't get me wrong Rogue, I don't expect to win. But, I feel that a statement needs to be made, especially with Kelly in office. I'll understand if you don't support my decision, but I wont be swayed from my choice."
Rogue shook her head to clear her thought's and her mind of the memory, before speaking to Hank.

"It isn't that Ah don't support ya, it's that Ah'm a little worried how people'll react. You bein' a mutant an all."



Gambit slowly opened the door into the infirmary wing of the mansion. He noticed that the trio of super-heroes were busy speaking amongst eachother and for some reason two of them were in disbelief. Remy knew it was'nt him they were talking about for some reason.

He slowly krept up behind Rogue and gently placed a hand on each of her slender shoulders, "Chere...."

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OOC: We're in the Hallway out side of the infirmery...and that's my favorite panel of the two. ;)

She had barely gotten the last word out before she felt strong hands on her shoulders and heard a soft "Chere...."

She didn't have to turn as fast as she did, to know who it was.
"Remy!"

All thought's of Hank left her head as she put her arms around Gambit and leaned her head on his shoulder. A sigh of relief escaped her lips.
Relief, he was home, and relief she finally had someone to tell. Her thoughts paused on that. Should she tell him? He'd only worry.
He wore the solid persona but underneath it she knew there was a soft core.
If he knew she was struggling with her powers, he'd give the Professor no rest.

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[SuperFerret]

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Hank felt uncomfortable, Remy and Rogue hadn't had contact in a while, and Hank felt it would be best if he left the two of them alone.

"Hey, Bobby, you've been uncharacteristically quiet. Why don't we talk about what's bothering you over breakfast? I'll make some of Hank McCoy's World Famous Pepperoni Omelettes."
Hank put his arm around Bobby and walked him to the kitchen.

[batnkevlar]

OOC: i hope Remy and Rogue have a romantic relationship... I like that kinda stuff...

[JewishHobbit]

OOC: i hope Remy and Rogue have a romantic relationship... I like that kinda stuff...

OCC: Ah, our fearless leader's a squishy romantic :)

[batnkevlar]

OCC: Ah, our fearless leader's a squishy romantic :)

OOC: hey dude, I'm just a 17 year old kid with a crush on a girl named Kylie. Gimme a break... haha...

[DarkKnightJRK]

OOC: hey dude, I'm just a 17 year old kid with a crush on a girl named Kylie. Gimme a break... haha...

OOC: Same s**t, different age and different name. 16 year-old kid with a crush on a girl named Ali here. :o

[TheElderOne]

Rogue shook her head to clear her thought's and her mind of the memory, before speaking to Hank.

"It isn't that Ah don't support ya, it's that Ah'm a little worried how people'll react. You bein' a mutant an all."


OOC: We're in the Hallway out side of the infirmery...and that's my favorite panel of the two. ;)

She had barely gotten the last word out before she felt strong hands on her shoulders and heard a soft "Chere...."

She didn't have to turn as fast as she did, to know who it was.
"Remy!"

All thought's of Hank left her head as she put her arms around Gambit and leaned her head on his shoulder. A sigh of relief escaped her lips.
Relief, he was home, and relief she finally had someone to tell. Her thoughts paused on that. Should she tell him? He'd only worry.
He wore the solid persona but underneath it she knew there was a soft core.
If he knew she was struggling with her powers, he'd give the Professor no rest.

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As he and his significant other exchanged a prolonging grasp of long-posponed love amongst eachother, Remy looked up slightly at the sheepish expression his good friend and ally Beast had given out and felt like a bit of an ass for interrupting him. He could only just begin to imagine what it was like for poor Beast to find someone who truely cared. But Remy just could'nt continue to stand by the side-lines as a bench warmer without holding his Rogue for much longer.

As Beast began to turn around with Iceman accompanying him, he gave them both a reassuring nod; a silent thank you...

Good luck..... President McCoy, thought Remy as he took a long wiff of Rogue's long white and brown locks, taking in the flower-like fragrance they gave off. After a moment he inched away slightly and said, "Oh chere..I won't be leavin' again for a long while after knowin' what I been missin'..Trust me."

He noticed the mixed look of happiness and dis-trust she gave at his comment and re-enstated his exclamation, leaning in close to her, closer than he should've, letting her know it'd be a promise.....

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[TheElderOne]

OOC: 14-year-old with a crush on a girl named Johanna.. Sadly, she's taken by one of my best friends. But it's not that bad...I have my eye on a few others, but she's definatley the one I want for the rest of my highschool career.

[Mr. Green]

Thor returned to Asgard's great kingdom. The people of Asgard had already begun repairing the damage, and with the power of gods it was not a difficult task. Odin called to Thor.

Odin: Thor, my son! My ravens have returned. I knew you could handle whatever Loki had in store for you.
Thor: Yes, but I think it is time I put an end to his feeble attempts at mt life. It is time I hunt him down. There is no place he can hide from me!
Odin: Thor, do not let your anger get the best of you. It will only cloud your judgment. Loki is a constant threat, but right now there are more pressing matters at hand.
Thor: In Asgard? What now?
Odin: No, nothing is wrong in Asgard?
Thor: Trouble in Midgard again?
Odin: No. You have been gone so long. You haven't even had time to be with the woman you love. Do not worry about Asgard. We have plenty of people who can take care of things besides you. How do you think we get along while you are away in Midgard? Go to her Thor. She needs you, and you need her.

Thor turned his attention to Sif talking with Balder in the distance. He knew Odin was right. He thanked his father and walked torward the Lady Sif. Sif saw Thor aproaching and excused herself from Balder to talk to him.

Sif: Thor my love. (The two embrace eachother and kiss.)
Thor: Sif. I have missed thee.
Sif: And I thee. How is Midgard? I know it is like a second home to you.
Thor: Midgard is well at the moment. In fact, it is ok for the first time in a while. I think it is time to spend time alone together. We could go anywhere. Valhalla, an uninhabbited planet in a distant galaxy. Nothing is beyond our reach.
Sif: Oh Thor! I have longed for you to say those words! A planet. I want to go far from Asgard. Somewhere I have never been before.
Thor: I know just the place.

Thor spins his hammer creating a portal that transports he and Sif to a distant world that many would consider a paradise. While he and Sif begin their much deserved rest and relaxation however, things in Midgard begin to stir up. The two lovers' time together may be short lived. As usual.

[RoseRedStrauss]

OOC: hey dude, I'm just a 17 year old kid with a crush on a girl named Kylie. Gimme a break... haha...

EEEEHHHH!!!??????? WWAHTT?? Only know of two Kylies that go to our school. o.O.

[RoseRedStrauss]

*Marko looks at his metallic self posing in front of him. He then takes both hands and hammers it into the floor, pancake style.*

"Piece of junk, it collapsed. Call of your guard dog and tell me what you want."

*He then kicks the remains of the metallic sculpture at Sabertooth, an attempt to see what the man/beast's strength was.*

[Duker Jay]

"Wanna have some fun, Rockhead?"


"What!? With Sandman? Geez...that stinkin' web-head's droppin' the ball these days...but, I guess if no one else 'll...fine, let's go."

Ben stands up and makes his way to his room to change into costume.

"Meet me in th' hangar 'n five minutes..."

Loud thuds can be heard down the hall as The Thing walks back to his room and prepares himself to get back into the super-hero game.

[Midnight Ice]

Hank felt uncomfortable, Remy and Rogue hadn't had contact in a while, and Hank felt it would be best if he left the two of them alone.

"Hey, Bobby, you've been uncharacteristically quiet. Why don't we talk about what's bothering you over breakfast? I'll make some of Hank McCoy's World Famous Pepperoni Omelettes."
Hank put his arm around Bobby and walked him to the kitchen.
"That would be great Hank, I'm starvin. I'll whip up some hashbrowns. "

*Hank and Bobby make themselves breakfast, then sit down to eat.*

"So, this is awesome, your runnin for pres and all. I hope you win you sure would put those sentinal makers in their place. Who do you plan on having as a running mate?"

[Duker Jay]

OOC: Benjamin J. Grimm...wink!

[Venom160]

*Marko looks at his metallic self posing in front of him. He then takes both hands and hammers it into the floor, pancake style.*

"Piece of junk, it collapsed. Call of your guard dog and tell me what you want."

*He then kicks the remains of the metallic sculpture at Sabertooth, an attempt to see what the man/beast's strength was.*Sabretooth dodges the remains of the statue and growls at Juggernaut,

"You better shut up with the dog remarks dome head are we'll be seeing how strong that armer really is!"

[DarkKnightJRK]

OOC: 14-year-old with a crush on a girl named Johanna.. Sadly, she's taken by one of my best friends. But it's not that bad...I have my eye on a few others, but she's definatley the one I want for the rest of my highschool career.

OOC: You think that's bad? Mine has a GIRLFRIEND. Not a boy, a GIRLFRIEND. I'm playing Chasing Amy: The Home Game. See where I'm going? :o

[RoseRedStrauss]

*Juggernaut, never one to back down a challenge of strength, stoops down and opens up his arms.*

"Well come here boy, cmon, cmon. thaaat's it, cmon cmon."

[Venom160]

Sabretooth enraged lunges at Juggernaut and jabs two of his clawed fingers into Juggernaut's eyes.

[RoseRedStrauss]

"Oh the pain!" Marko exclaims sarcastically.

*Juggernaut, having not budged since Sabretooths attack, grabs the his arm and pulls his claws out from his face. He then tosses him behind him.*

"I noticed your hand has healed...you heal pretty fast, but do you heal THIS fast?"

*Juggernaut then turns around and shows Sabretooth two normal eyes, filled with rage. He then walks toward Sabretooth, who has righted himself after his fall.*

[Karem-Knight]

Norman received a phone call in his mask from Roderick,

“Go to The Chameleon’s house, I think he’ll agree to our deal”

“Very well, my friend, very well.” Norman had to make Roderick was in charge so that he can gain Manhattan.


Norman glided to The Shape shifters house.


“Hello”

[SpideyLad]

Last night, Venom watched from afar, as Spider-man and The Human Torch spoke, Venom couldn't help thinking they were talking about him, planning on killing him.

"Foolish humansss... We only have 2 weakness, fire and high ssssssoundsss....," He began to reassure himself that he could not be beaten " We will beat them both and eats their flesh....."

With 2 heroes after him, he had to be careful, what is it that Peter loves the most now???? He thought

Aunt May! He would kidnapp her, and bring the spider to him.....

[Electro UK]

"Gah!" Max stumbled over as the bullet hit him. Fortunately he'd stopped the bullet before it had done anything serious. But he still felt pain. And that wasn't going to stop him from getting his revenge.

He picked himself up and looked at Fury, smiling as if he thought these weren't the last few moments of his life. He ran, dodging everything that came at him while he surfed over to Fury on a wave of electricity, going so fast that he felt his face beind dragged back. He knelt his head down and aimed straight for Fury. His head hit him in the stomach, sending him flying. But Max hadn't let go, he was still driving Fury backwards, until he hit a wall, they both fell through it.

Max screamed in pain as the rubble hit him. But as they finally halted to a stop, he sat up, and gave Fury a swift punch to the face. He looked around. He was in the hanger now. If anything went wrong he could easily escape.

[The Joker]

May led Ock into the living room where he seated himself down."May I take your coat Otto?" she asked."No dear lady I'm not staying long.Please sit down" Ock said.May seated herself beside Octavius.

"Otto it's been so many years.All that trouble at our wedding with that criminal Hammerhead.I never saw you again after Spider-Man showed up.I......I thought that he had..." May trailed off.Ock smiled at her."May my dear that wall crawler could never kill me.NEVER!!! I simply had to get away.I have many enemies my dear May.Enemies who try to keep be from the resources I need to continue my great scientific work".

"People like Spider-Man you mean" May said.Ock grinned again."Indeed.Spider-Man being a chief antagonist to me.And now it seems to your dear Peter as well".May looked at Ock shocked."Peter?? Good heavens what has he done to my Peter??".

"Nothing.......yet.But if we don't act quickly I regret that may all change very quickly.You know of course that Peter's dear sweet wife's life was taken by violent criminals.Well those same criminals are involved with Spider-Man.They were blackmailing the poor boy.They wanted to exploit his connections to the Bugle.When the brave lad refused they took out their anger on his poor wife" Ock said.

"Oh my lord.Why didn't Peter tell me this?? We should contact the police" May said standing up."NO!! It is that very reason why he did not tell you.Police involvement will only make things worse.You contact them and you've signed Peter's and your death warrant" Ock said coldly.

May sat back down.She was trembling."Then what.....what should we do??" she asked."That is simple.You come with me.I have a place where you can hide while Peter and I sort out these dastardly criminals.Once it is safe you can return home safely with Peter".

May paused for a moment and then stood up."Ok Otto.I'll trust you.You are a good man.You protected me from that awful Spider-Man once before.I know you can help Peter too" she said giving him a hug.

"Indeed.Now come dear lady.We must be away" Ock said as he placed his hat and shades back on."Alright" May said as she took off her apron and put her coat on and picked up her hand bag.

May paused and looked at Ock."You must promise me that you will look after Peter Otto".Ock grinned."Oh don't worry May.I'll take care of him alright".

[Electro UK]

OOC: But May knows that Spider-man is Peter, doesn't she?

[The Joker]

OOC: Not in my story she doesn't.

[Midnight Ice]

OOC: so i take it May doesn't know about Peter being Spider-Man. Thats cool. :xmen:

[Karem-Knight]

OOC: Wait, May's brainwashed. She dosen't rember Peter at all. Oh okay No Biggy

[The Joker]

OOC: Wait, May's brainwashed. She dosen't rember Peter at all. Oh okay No Biggy

OOC: When did that happen?? Show me the post please.

[Karem-Knight]

OOC: Here it is Doc, really it's no biggey you don't have to edit. http://www.superherohype.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5382284&postcount=3753

[The Joker]

OOC: Mmmmkay if you say so.

One question though.What was the point of doing that to May???

[Spider-Man9X17]

Johnny stood in the hanger of the Baxter Building. He had just finished prepping the Fantasti-Car when Ben walked in. Johnny checked his watch

"Five minutes and 37 seconds" he noted with his boyish grin.

"Har-de-har BicHead. How bout I take that watch and stick it where th' sun dont shine?"

Johnny coughed, his face turning serious again.

"Yeah, umm, anyway, we're primed and ready to go," he said, climbing into the, as he had put it many years before, flying bathtub. Ben followed right behind.

"Hey, Thing. You might wanna take it easy on Spidey, too. Something's definitely bothering him, and he's not himself right now," Johnny explained as the roof to the Baxter Building opened up, and the Fantasti-Car took of towards the prison holding the Sandman.

"Yeah, ok. But it's still wonna his baddies that woke me up this mornin'" Ben grumbled.

The rest of the short trip was spent in silence. Neither Ben nor Johnny, though theyd deny it up and down, liked going into battle without the rest of the FF, but it was something they had to deal with right now. After they cleared this situation up, they might be able to look for Reed and Sue.

The Fantasti-Car touched down outside of the maximum security walls. Sirens and warnings, along with screams and gunfire could be heard inside.

"I doubt the doorkeepers gonna let us in right now," Johnny remarked

"Allow me," Ben put his shoudlers down and ran full force into the outer wall. It gave a bit, so he backed up and charged again. After the 3rd time, he had made a hole big enough in the re-enforced concrete barrier to allow him and Johnny entrance. They stepped inside and froze in horror at the sights laid out before them.

[ElectroFlare]

Spider-man put his mask back on, and swung away from the lake.

Peter Parker.

Spider-man.

Peter Parker.

Spider-man.

Spider-man.

Peter Parker didn't exist anymore.

Spider-man swung through the city with a new vengence, looking for some one stupid enough to piss him off.

He stopped by a prison with a huge hole in it. There was also the Fantasticar there.

"If I remember correctly...this is a prison for super-powered criminals. Looks like Torch and Thing are in there already. Well, its not a party without the Amazing Spider-man, so I might as well join in." Spider-man said and swung in through the hole...

[Electro UK]

OOC: Mmmmkay if you say so.

One question though.What was the point of doing that to May???

OOC: I dunno. To have a good time?

[AnnoyingSilence]

"Hello? Oh, hey Forge. How's everything on the Genoshan front?"http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/jusreal/Rpg/Forge.jpg

[MST3K 4ever]

Spider-man put his mask back on, and swung away from the lake.

Peter Parker.

Spider-man.

Peter Parker.

Spider-man.

Spider-man.

Peter Parker didn't exist anymore.

Spider-man swung through the city with a new vengence, looking for some one stupid enough to piss him off.

He stopped by a prison with a huge hole in it. There was also the Fantasticar there.

"If I remember correctly...this is a prison for super-powered criminals. Looks like Torch and Thing are in there already. Well, its not a party without the Amazing Spider-man, so I might as well join in." Spider-man said and swung in through the hole...


Daredevil continued swinging through the city, and then he heard police reports of a riot of somekind at the prison. Reports of the The Thing, the Human Torch & Spider-Man was now on location.

Well, well don't you know it...everything is going along just fine and then suddenly some junk like this comes up. I have a strong suspicion that the guys might need some help and it might enable me to keep an eye on Spider-Man. Time to get moving.

Daredevil headed to the prison and what he heard made his blood run cold. Hundreds of Super-villians are housed here...and there are only 4 of us. gee hardly seems like a fair fight for these clowns.

Daredevil finds the opening in the wall and dives in.

[batnkevlar]

"Oh the pain!" Marko exclaims sarcastically.

*Juggernaut, having not budged since Sabretooths attack, grabs the his arm and pulls his claws out from his face. He then tosses him behind him.*

"I noticed your hand has healed...you heal pretty fast, but do you heal THIS fast?"

*Juggernaut then turns around and shows Sabretooth two normal eyes, filled with rage. He then walks toward Sabretooth, who has righted himself after his fall.*

"STOP!"

*The whole palace shakes with Eric Lensherr's fury.*

"Stop right now, both of you! Sabretooth, back off and stand here. Juggernaut, question: Which mortal do you hate the most? With all your heart and soul?"

[ElectroFlare]

"Hiya DD. About time you showed up." Spider-man said. He leapt up to the second level of the prison cells. His spider-sense pointed him in the direction of the outbreak as he ran along.

"Hey Mr. Sandman!" Spider-man sung as he saw the villian...

[Midnight Ice]

OOC: remember guys, we are doing seperate story lines so its not all the heroes vs all the villians agian. not syaing anybody is doing that, just a reminder.:xmen:

[batnkevlar]

OOC: RedRoseStrauss, I like the freshman Kylie. I don't want to say her last name here, but you'll meet her if you come to my party.

[Midnight Ice]

OOC: I wanna go to the party. lol:xmen:

[MST3K 4ever]

"Hiya DD. About time you showed up." Spider-man said. He leapt up to the second level of the prison cells. His spider-sense pointed him in the direction of the outbreak as he ran along.

"Hey Mr. Sandman!" Spider-man sung as he saw the villian...

Daredevil replied, "Well I had to arrive fashionably late. Most of the good stuff doesn't start until later."

He heard Spider-Man singing... Well sounds like we've picked out our villian de'jour

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[SuperFerret]

"That would be great Hank, I'm starvin. I'll whip up some hashbrowns. "

*Hank and Bobby make themselves breakfast, then sit down to eat.*

"So, this is awesome, your runnin for pres and all. I hope you win you sure would put those sentinal makers in their place. Who do you plan on having as a running mate?"

"I was thinking Tony Stark, seeing as he's had political experience. Plus, his popularity and Avengers status would be good for the campaign. Of course, I've yet to ask him."

Hank looks at the clock on the wall.

"I should get going, if I want to get to Manhattan by noon. You wanna tag along?"

[Duker Jay]

After blasting through the wall, The Thing waited just inside while the Human Torch flew through the walls to investigate the situation.

As far as Ben could tell, this wasn't the large-scale prison-break he had expected. They knew Sandman had escaped but Ben and Johnny had also just assumed that all the other prisoners would be freed too. When he noticed they weren't, he couldn't help but feel a little sheepish about the unnecessary hole he had put in the wall. It seemed that Johnny's impetuosity had rubbed off on him a little.

Just then, Spider-Man showed up followed closely by Daredevil.

"Nice o' you guys ta show up. But it don't look like much is happenin' right now."

Of all the super-heroes The Thing had joined forces with during Dr. Doom's bid for world supremacy, Daredevil and Spider-Man weren't among them...but they anything but strangers.

"Feel free ta have a look aroun', though...I'll stay here ta guard tha big hole I made fer people trying to escape." The Thing still couldn't believe he had rushed into things like this so quickly.

OOC: I'm always a little unsure who knows Peter Parker is Spiderman...that's why I'm having Thing not give Spidey any slack...I'm assuming he's oblivious...if this isn't the case, let me know.

[Karem-Knight]

Norman came to The Chameleon’s house still in The gilder
“Hello, My friend as you know my college rang you in a deal to spread chaos around Manhattan New York . But what you don’t know is that I have plans for my own, I am going to rule over Manhattan and kill him. Now you can choose the join and be wealth or you can sit here alone isolated from The world in That Silver mask.”

Norman landed The glider and got a drink of whisky he through the glass on the floor.


“So, what do you say?”

[FrantikMagik]

"Gah!" Max stumbled over as the bullet hit him. Fortunately he'd stopped the bullet before it had done anything serious. But he still felt pain. And that wasn't going to stop him from getting his revenge.

He picked himself up and looked at Fury, smiling as if he thought these weren't the last few moments of his life. He ran, dodging everything that came at him while he surfed over to Fury on a wave of electricity, going so fast that he felt his face beind dragged back. He knelt his head down and aimed straight for Fury. His head hit him in the stomach, sending him flying. But Max hadn't let go, he was still driving Fury backwards, until he hit a wall, they both fell through it.

Max screamed in pain as the rubble hit him. But as they finally halted to a stop, he sat up, and gave Fury a swift punch to the face. He looked around. He was in the hanger now. If anything went wrong he could easily escape.

OOC: Your powers were neagtedin the given room, but I'll cut you some slack

IC:

~Sir, what should we do?~

" Point of a pin, boys. Remember that."

*Fury looked at Max Dillon*

"What do you want, Dillon?"

[FrantikMagik]

*Fury had sent out a message a little earlier, before he left the Triskelionfor SHIELD headquarters. It was a psychic message to all Earth's heroes*

~After the recent incident in Latveria, I understand if there are resignations fromthe Avengers. But all heroes who wish to serve on the Avengers roster, meet me in the Triskelion...~

[OtepApe]

Barman: Hey buddy..... HEY BUDDY!!

Mac Gargan is woken to the jolt of a man shaking his elbow. He looks up to see a figure, at first it's a haze but soon enough the three men now turn into one.

Barman: Look pal either buy or drink or get out, I have a business to run here.

Mac looks around the bar to see a woman that's obvioulsy a hooker and a fella that's dressed so lavish it's obviously her pimp and an old man who's staring at the last gulp of a whiskey.

Mac: Ok, gimme the same again

The barman serves up his drink and walks to the other end of the bar.

Mac downs his drink in one and takes a drag out of a cigarette that's been smoked down to the end. He turns around to see the hooker walking up to him. She's fairly attractive but nothing special.

Hooker: Hey baby, you looking for a little action tonight?

Mac: What's your name?

Hooker: Oh well aren't you a gentleman! My name's Rose. My mom calls me it becuase of my shiny red her. Do you like shiny red hair?

Mac: Look Rose, what do you see when you look at me?

Hooker: Well I see a big strong man who can show a lady such as myself a really good time.

Mac: You see a big, strong man huh? Next thing you'll be telling me is that my s**t smells like a bed of tulips just to get my cash. Well, I don't have any. You see this glass here?

Mac grabs the glass.

Mac: This glass had a whisky in it. I spent the last of my cash on this piece of crap here. I don't have any money for you to suck right outta me. I don't have any money, I don't have a job, I don't have a place to live after tomorrow, so what makes you think I am going to spend any money on a sl*t like you.

Mac throws the glass across the room

Rose: Look ya big loser. I was trying to give your pathetic life a bit of excitement for a few minutes. If that needs a little payment then that's what it needs. If your life's s** right now then it's your own fault.

Mac then swings his arm and slaps the hooker right across her face

Mac: Don't you talk to me like that, you have no idea who I am. You have no idea what I am capable of.

Hooker: Yeah well, if you so great why the hell are you here in this dump and drinking this piss water?

Mac: You don't know, you don't know what's happened to me. I have tried....I have tried to make a success outta my life but he keeps stopping me. Everytime I get close, he always ruins things. It's his faul I am like this, it's his fault for what's happened to my life.

Rose: Look I don't care what the hell's wrong with you crappy life but my boss ain't going to be too happ with you laying hands on with.

Just then, the lavishly dressed man she was with earlier walks up to him.

Pimp: Looks like you owe me some money pal. Now I can easily call my three friends in from outside and we can just get it right outta ya, but I hate that part so I would prefer it if you could do me a favor and just gimme the cash.

Mac just looks at the guy for a moment and then his arm shoots up and with the palm of his hand, he srtikes the pimps nose and with a sickening crack his nose bone goes into his brain killing him instantly.

The guy is about to fall but Mac grabs him by the collar of his shirt and holds him up.

Mac: You have no idea idea the pain I could have just caused you. Consider yourself lucky that I just granted you a death as quick as you got. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go and cause that very pain on another man. A man who has had it coming for some time, he thinks he's so great with his pathetic wit. I could be witty if I wanted to be, I just prefer to get the job done.

I am going to make his life a living nightmare. One that he won't be able to wake up from, one that he longs and wishes to wake up from and then at his very worst I am oing to squash him, just like the pathetic little bug that he is.

Mac lets go and the pimp and the pimp flops to the floor. Mac looks up to the spinning fan attached to the ceiling.

Mac: Thanks for that, I feel a certain liberation now. I don't think I could of felt that if it wasn't for your friend here.

mac looks down at Rose.

Mac: I have been given this gift, now I am going to give a gift to you. Don't let people push you around, don't be treated like this. Don't let your life be ruined by pathetic individuals. Instead crush them, stomp on them and make them squirm, just like I am about to do.

Mac then lights up another cigarette, blows out the smoke and walks out of the bar.

[Twitch]

"And I pray that one day that all this suffering will come to a end, Amem."

Kurt got up from his knees and teleported to the top of the church.
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Kurt stared down on Boston the pale moon behind him.

"I have the look of a demon but a heart of a preist"

"It is my gift and my curse."

"I am Nightcrawler" said Kurt to the people of Boston

"I am a equeal"

Nightcrawler teleported out of the cold night.

[JewishHobbit]

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Mutant Town
X-Factor Investigations
9:21pm

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Jamie hesitates before responding. It's been a while since he had been Forge's aid while monitoring Genosha. He remembers telling him that if he needed him he'd be available. But why now of all times? He's already stretched fairly thin with all the dupes out learning things for him and now this case he's just promised to take. Oh well, a promise is a promise.

"If Juggernaut stands with Magneto then we could have some major trouble. What can I help you with?"

[AnnoyingSilence]

"If Juggernaut stands with Magneto then we could have some major trouble. What can I help you with?"http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/jusreal/Rpg/Forge1.jpg

[Spider-Man9X17]

"Ill take aerial survelliance, get a general overview of the situation. Spidey, Sandman is one of yours, you know how he works. The breakout occured in an interrogation room. DD, try and get everyone to safety, and make sure no other super-villians broke-out." Johnny took a few extra commlinks off his belt and handed them to the other 2 heroes. "Keep in touch, and contact us if you get in trouble. I have a bad feeling about this whole situation."

"Just let me say Sandman is lucky that I cant break his neck..."Spidey seethed, and then trailed off. The comment made eveyone shudder. Spidey was never this violent, or careless of life.

"Ummmm, right. Remember, if you need help just use the commlink." Johnny flamed on and began to rise. "Oh, and Ben. I'm afraid the money for that wall will have to come outta your allowance." Johnny took off, leaving Ben to spout off more obcenities than Johnny knew existed, as Daredevil said something about not liking to be ordered around.

The majority of what was going on seemed contained to the inside. Hopefully, that meant no more goons had gotten loose, or surely theyd be running wild.

As Johnny approached the other end of the island, he saw some sort of drone heading towards him. A security bot? As Johnny got closer, he saw two of the drones, each about the size of a small television. He had seen these things before.

"Benjy old boy, we got problems. I just spotted two of Doc Doom's spy drones on the other side of the prison."

"No, that ain't possible. Yer seein' things."
"No way big guy. I've seen these things too many times before."

The drones focused on Johnny for a few more seconds, then turned and sped away."

"They're runnin' big guy. Victor's just found us. I'm in pursuit."

"Johnny, don't you go runnin' off now like the hothead you are. Ya drug me out here, now we need yer help."
It was no use though. Johnny was already in full pursuit of the drones. He'd be damned if Doom was gonna get the drop on them. He and Ben couldn't be getting into a war with the madman again, already. Not before regrouping, without finding Reed and his sister. Besides, Doom still had to be hurting from his defeat. There's no way he had enough rebuilt yet to challenge The Fantastic Four, unless he knew he didn't have to take on the whole FF......

Johnny novaed and took off full speed after the drones.

[THRAKA-DOOM!]

OOC: Hey guys, I'm back. I was out for awhile, mainly because the RPG was going way too fast. Sorry about that, but if noone's playing Cyclops (and i dont think that they are) I think Ill start posting again today.

[Duker Jay]

OOC: Um...I don't want to ruin your fun but I can't really get into a big thing here with Doom's bots or whatever, Spider-Man9x...cetera...I'm gone in two weeks and I've kind of got something planned to get me out of the story...

[Spider-Man9X17]

OOC:That's cool. Johnny wasn't gonna get too far anyway.

[JewishHobbit]

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Mutant Town
X-Factor Investigations
9:22pm

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"I'll tell you what. I already have some pokers in the fire here, but I'll send you one of my guys. He'll know everything I do and is just as good to you as I am. How's that?"

[Spider-Man9X17]

"Johnny, when are you ever gonan grow up and start using your head? Your so impulsive"

Sue spoke those words to Johnny all too often, and she was always right. The thrill of the fight, the fun of the adventure always got to him. He acted without thinking, and could never finish one thing without starting another.

But now, if Doom did have Reed and Sue, shoudn't Johnny want to be found. Instead of going to Victor, let him come here, on Johnny's home turf, with all the other heroes around to come to his aid, if need be.

And he had just run out on another fight.

Johnny stopped pursuit.

"See you in a little while, Vic."

Johnny turned and headed back toward the prison.

"Perimeter looks clear, nothing happened on the outside yet. I'm heading in."

Johnny found an old ventialtion shaft that had the grill knocked off of it. He flew down through the shaft and into the prison."

"Spidey, DD. You guys find anything?"

[Mr. Green]

Thor and Sif continued to enjoy themselves in this paradise world. There was lush plantlife all around them, waterfalls, and the usual paradise-esque scenery. It was beautiful. Thor held the lady Sif in his arms in a warm embrace.

Sif: Thor, this is perfect.
Thor: I know.
Sif: I don't remember the last time we got to spend time together without having to worry about some world ending threat.
Thor: I know what you mean. Midgard is always in some kind of threat.
Sif: I can't help feeling like this won't last much longer.
Thor: Midgard is safe for now. We just need to enjoy the time we have together.
Sif: You're right Thor.

Sif kisses Thor, and they continue to relax and enjoy what little time they have together. Unknown to Thor however, Midgard (earth) is mere moments away from being sent into chaos by the plans of certain diabolical foes.

Will Thor be able to stand strong against his enemies in future battles? Will his relationship with Sif be able to take the strain of constant seperation? Will Thor end up shacking up with some superheroine once he returns to Midgard? Find out next time in Heroes vs. Villains: Marvel!

[Twitch]

Nightcrawler had teleported to X-Men polcilties.

"Time to do some training."

Kurt switched on a training course.

He began to teleport all around the room avoiding a machine gun.

" Whew"

[AnnoyingSilence]

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"I'll tell you what. I already have some pokers in the fire here, but I'll send you one of my guys. He'll know everything I do and is just as good to you as I am. How's that?"http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/jusreal/Rpg/Forgeyea.jpg

Later..

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[Silver S]

OOC: Crap, you guys write fast! :eek: I gotta get into gear here.

[Silver S]

Edited just to make it harder for you supers :):

William could hear the chaos erupting further down the hall towards the giant complex's main entrance and alarms were going off. Already.

"God...damnit," he muttered under his breath. He hadn't even had a chance to get a glance of sunshine before he'd have to start smashing skulls. He stood in the center of the hallway for a moment before he shook his head and sped back along the way he'd come, stopping at the main station that controlled every cell on the block. He hadn't wanted to do this, and hadn't planned on it...but these superheroes. God they annoyed him.

"It's playtime, kids," he called out before slipping the dead guard's keycard into the reader and pressing a few buttons. Another alarm began wailing in the hall as all the forcefields on the block were disengaged. Almost instantanously, an uproar could be heard in the hall as dozens of supervillians began pouring out of their cells. Walking calmly among the masses that passed him in a sort of deranged excitement, he slipped past them and into a offshoot from the main hallway. He kicked open an unmarked door and stuck his head inside. Janitor's closet. He perused the shelves for a moment before picking up a length of wiring. Another toothy grin spread across his face before he turned into Sandman again, swirling up and into the ventilation shaft above the metal shelving unit and speeding along the network of vents, being as quiet as he could.

With nearly two years of pent up energy and hate stored inside, whoever was waiting at the other end of the complex was going to wish they'd stayed in bed that morning.

[Venom160]

"STOP!"

*The whole palace shakes with Eric Lensherr's fury.*

"Stop right now, both of you! Sabretooth, back off and stand here. Juggernaut, question: Which mortal do you hate the most? With all your heart and soul?"Sabretooth calms down and walkes past Juggernaut, giving him a look of pure hatred then leans against a wall behind Magneto.

[The Joker]

Two hours later Ock returned to the Parker home in Forrest Hills.He let himself in with the keys he had persuaded May to give him.She was the perfect hostage because she didn't realise she was a hostage.He fondly remembered a similar situation with her many years ago when he first met May when the Sinister Six had taken her and Betty Brant hostage.And now it was deja vu.

He didn't have to tie her up.He didn't have to drug her.He just had to do what he always did best with May Parker.Lie to her by charming her.

He walked in and closed the door.Ock moved into the living room.He stopped and looked around.A picture on the mantel caught his eye.He flexed out a tentacle and picked it up and brought it close to his face.It was a photograph of May and Peter with another older gentleman.May's late husband and Peter's uncle no doubt.Ock tossed it aside as he took off his trenchcoat and hat.

He took out a cigar and lit it as he sat down on a comfortable chair and eagerly awaited Peter's return home.

[Twitch]

Nightcrawler finished his run on the training course and teleported to the forest and sat down indian style crossing his legs looking out at a small pond. Kurt meditated for a while then got up and went over to the pond. Kurt saw his reflection, his sharp teeth, his blue tail, his hands.

Arrrrrrrrrr said Kurt slashing the water

He got up and backed away a few paces.

Kurt's hands turned into fists

"I am not a monster"

[kang604]

OOC: wow, just wanna say that this new season is shaping up really great, everyone here is a very talented RPer, once i get back online i'll be posting more frequently.

IC:

"Lord Doom"

Victor looked up slowly with a frown. He had been discussing with the governors of various latverian provinces the plan to restore the economy after the destruction of Latverian farmlands when the interruption had occured.

" Make it quick, soldier" Doom snapped.

" My Lord, we have located 1/2 of the Fantastic Four. Johnny Storm and Benjamin Grimm have been located in New York City, currently accompanied by Spider-Man and Daredevil in pursuit of a superpowered criminal. Unfortunately, Storm was able to locate our tracking droids, and gave chase to them before giving up. Still no word on Reed Richards or Sue Storm."

Doom leaned back on his throne and pondered. So, the element of suprise is gone. No matter. Time to act.

Richards and his pathetic girlfriend had still not shown their faces... and this concerned Doom slightly. Throughout his conquest, the two had never shown. Perhaps they were off planet or whatnot, but not knowing their location still made Doom uneasy.

" Continue tracking them via satellite. I'll have a little suprise waiting for them when their finished their latest excursion"." Doom said with a smirk.

[Bat Child]

:::Jean is flying high above the earth, covered by the darkness of space. Her intensions are unclear to her, but she feels as if a gut feeling is leading her to her goal.:::

"Scott"

:::She remembers a man. A man who changed her life in more ways than one. A man who helped her cope with a world gone insain. She loved him. She needed him now more than ever. She is confused and angry at the world and at the war the world is fighting.:::

~Forget him...we have a bigger problem to fix.~

:::A feeling of ugency coems over Jean's mind and her speed rises to 900 MPH.:::

~They will destroy our worlds.~

:::Jean closes her eyes and begins to cry.:::

"They will. And we must stop it."

[AnnoyingSilence]

OOC: Crap, you guys write fast! :eek: I gotta get into gear here.OOC: Me and JH are used to writing whole stories within 1 night(every week)

[JewishHobbit]

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Mutant Town
X-Factor Investigations
9:23pm

"Good, oh and Forge? It's good to hear from you."

Jamie hangs up the phone and sits back into his chair. It's amazing how it can go from dead to majorly busy in a couple hours. Earlier he was sending people to research poop for amusement and now he has two separate missions to see to. He places another thumbtack in his map over Genosha. He then stomps his foot as a dupe appears beside him.

"Hey Man, got a mission for you."

"You aren't going to send me to study more poop are you?"

Jamie laughs, "Oh hey, it's you. No. Forge needs some help in Genosha, do whatever he asks for me."

The dupe nods without saying anything. He grabs an extra trench coat from the closet. As he heads for the door Jamie yells back to him with a smile, "Hey Jamie! Why don't you give ol' Forge a flashback huh!? Take the X-Factor suit with you for old times sake."

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The Dupe goes back to the closet and grabs the old blue and yellow suit and looks it over, then he turns and heads out the door. Jamie smiles at the notion of the old X-Factor suit and how he hasn't warn that thing in years. Dupe was rather quiet too, must still be recovering from all the crap he went through ealier. Jamie smiles to himself again before allowing his mind to focus elsewhere. "Okay, now for Ms. Howe."

And the night passes...

[Spider-Man9X17]

Johnny was just emerging from the ventilation duct when he heard more alarms go off. Sandman had just shut down all the security systems. Anybody who was being held in the prison was now loose.

"Dammit all to hell," Johnny yelled at himself. This just got a whole lot more complicated, and he wasn't sure they had the man power to handle this. He hit a button on his belt and activated his commlink.

"This is Johnny Storm transmitting to S.H.I.E.L.D. command. I need Nick Fury, now."

"Sorry, sir. Colonel Fury is indisposed at the moment. What is the situation?" came the reply.

"The situation is that in about 1/2 a second, he's gonna have a major jailbreak of superpowered individuals, again," Johnny yelled back in desperation. "We need S.H.I.E.L.D. support, preferably The Avengers, right now. Transmitting cooridinates." Johnny shut off his commlink in disgust, and headed down the hallway. "Spidey, DD, I'm inside, near the...."

Johnny was cut off. Three security guards came crashing down in front of him, tossed aside like rag dolls.

"Awww, s**t," Johnny groaned as Hydroman came around the corner. Johnny knew he could stop Hydroman right now by evaporating him , but too hot could kill him. He had to try and controll his heat

"Finally, a challenge" Hydroman grinned. "You're gonna wish you stayed in bed this morning, runt."

"Funny you should mention that, because actually I got outta bed this morning when your buddy decided to brea....."

"SHUT UP AND FIGHT!!" Hydroman lashed out with a water column.

As Johnny dodged the attack, one thought crossed his mind.

"I missed breakfast this morning"

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[Silver Sable]

OCC:ANYONE WANNA HELP ME OR NOT?!?! :mad:

I hate it when people ignore me!

[The Joker]

OOC: Spider-Man9X17 you can't do that.You can't just take another persons character and make them fight you and speak.Sandman is Silver S' character.Only she can control his actions.

You are not allowed to control any character but your own.

[Spider-Man9X17]

OCC: Sorry, my bad

[Silver S]

Can you go back and edit it out? I was going to introduce Sandman into the fray in my next post. :(

[Spider-Man9X17]

OCC: Done, sorry bout that.

[MST3K 4ever]

Daredevil heard something. He told the others, "Guys I can hear something in the vents. I'm not sure what it is...but there is something there...it doesn't have make up of a human moving, but it's movemements are very deliberate,"

[Silver S]

OCC: Done, sorry bout that.

Thank you. :)

[batnkevlar]

OOC: Someone help out Silver Sable! I have my own matters to deal with... plus Silver would never team up with Magneto...

[Spider-Man9X17]

OCC: I'm a little tied up with a prison break right now, but once it's cleared up, I could help(Plus, I may need some replacement FF members here soon, till we get a Reed and Sue)

[TheElderOne]

OOC: I'm all tied up in Rogue's legs >_>...

And besides, I don't even know what Sable's up to.

[DarkKnightJRK]

OOC: I'm all tied up in Rogue's legs >_>...

And besides, I don't even know what Sable's up to.

OOC: Lucky bastard. :D

And I don't know what Sable's up to either. :up:

[Silver Sable]

OCC:I'm trying to think of her fighting a villain or someone tresspassing in her embassy

[Priest]

OOC: She's a merc, right? You could have the goblins hire her to be one of their generals for that army they're building.

[Spider-Man9X17]

"Let's see how tough you are without your 3 little pals." Hydroman tried to encase Johnny in a wall of water, but Johnny managed to steam a hole through to the other side.

"Likewise"

"Pretty good, runt, but not good enough." Hydroman used the sprinkler system to transport his fist and take Johnny by surprise. He went flying through a nearby door, coming to rest by a sink. He was in a guardsmen bathroom.

"This could be interesting."

Johnny quickly rolled over so he was in front of the toilet. He was just in time.

Hydroman lunged again. Johnny waited until the last second, the leapt to one side. Hydroman came to rest, still in his liquid form, over the toilet.

"Got you trapped now, hothead."

"You'd think so, wouldn't you." Johhny put one hand on the flusher. "Happy trails"

Johnny pushed the plunger down, and Hydroman began to spin, disappearing into the porcelain bowl and ultimately down the drain.

Johnny thought for a second. Hydroman was now out of the prison.

"OK, note to self. Don't flush criminals down the toilet again."

The sink suddenly began to shake, and Hydroman exploded from the faucet.

"Now your really ****ed you little d***"
Johnny groaned

I'm gonna miss lunch, too."

[TheElderOne]

^Haha, that last bit was funny.^

[Silver Sable]

OOC: She's a merc, right? You could have the goblins hire her to be one of their generals for that army they're building.

OCC:Why would Hobby and GG want to hire her? They are bad! lol

[Spider-Man9X17]

OOC: Thanks :D :p

[Silver S]

Sandman wound his way through the ventilation shafts just above the huge gathering space just inside the glass walls of the visitor center where below, various agents and cops were standing among the superheroes. Slowly sand began slipping through the seams of the ducts and through a ventilation duct in the cieling, pouring into a solid mass on the floor just beyond the crew below...

[Spider-Man9X17]

Johnny couldn't flame on. The water from the bursting pipes was spraying everywhere. Thinking fast, he rammed his shoulder through Hydroman before he could completely reform and took off down the hall. He turned on the commlink homing signal. Daredevil was just a few hallways over.

"Daredevil, we gotta problem," Johnny yelled as he entered the Visitor's Center with Daredevil and several guards. "Hydroman's right behind me, and he's really pissed cuz I flushed him down the toilet and...." Johnny paused, listening to a faint sound above him, like small pebbles rubbing against metal. "Is something in the airducts?"

[Priest]

*Nate flys over the Atlantic Ocean reaching super sonic speeds. He only has one goal in mind, find Magneto. As he comes upon Genosha he sees Magneto's citadel. He takes a quick scan of the situation inside. He senses only Sabertooth and acolytes as well as two beings that he cannot penatrate.*

"One of those must be Magneto, but who is the other?"

*Nate senses Sabertooth yelling at someone. By seperating his own molecules Nate is able to phase through the cieling of the citadel. He sees Sabertooth squaring off against The Juggernaught.*

"If you two boys cannot get along, I can always make you. Magneto, a word if I may?"

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[PFunk2]

---Begin Prelude---.

In the days after the war, and Jeans funneral found Photon up in high earth orbit. working on hubble with NASA guilding her from the ground.

"Now tell me why I'm doing this again" she joked to the NASA controler on the ground.

"Because with our funding cuts the only way to keep Hubble running was to get one of you space hero-types to go up their and do it for us. And the Avengers said that you were the perfect person for the job. Not counting you powers."

"Even though I'm not an astronaut per say."

"True. Besides you could have said no. But we at NASA are glad that you didn't. Still you supposed technical skills. Plus your monthly maitnance runs to the Avengers solar warning outpost sorta makes you perfect for this duty right."

"My, my. You are informed about me." She asked.

"Only what the avengers file they sent to me tells me about you." The controler replied

"Well after this finial visit Hubble here should be running fine."

"It should be." The NASA tech replied back. "Though me and the rest of the crew will miss having you around. Afterall many of us guys amit that you're alot better looking than a shuttle."

On that note Photon hears in the background a 'ouch' after hearing a hand slaping the side of his neck.

"Right on sister." Photon jokenly repled back followed by a chuckle and went back to working on the Hubble.

---End Prelude---

[DarkKnightJRK]

I walk back to my newly aquired apartment. Nothing. Ziltch. Nada. Bullseye's been quiet. No broathels or nothing too out of the open. I'll continue my search soon. I might have to start doing this in the daytime as well, cover all my grounds.

As I thought this, I saw my target: Bullseye. He's talking on a pay phone next to a charred body with a rubber tire around his head. The sick bastard burned him alive. I sneak back into the shadows, keeping Bullseye in my sights. He hangs up the phone and starts walking, and I follow.

He walks a few blocks until I see him walk into a building, most likely where his aprartment is. I wait until he goes out of the lobby until I walk in, grab the man working at the counter asking for his apartment number. After getting it I start to walk to my destination. I stop for a moment, and in a fit of inspiration, I take a pen and a piece of paper and write down this message:

I'm coming for your ass.

--Blade

I take it and put in an envelope carried at the lobby and label it "Bullseye." I walk to the front door of his apartment and slip it under the door. I start to walk away and then I think about it and decide to go back, wait a few minutes, and knock on the door.

A few more minutes pass and then the door opens revealing Bullseye: still in his costume. Before he can open his mouth to speak I punch him in the jaw. He steps back a few paces and I walk into the apartment.

"Hello a*shole. I take it you read the card?"

OOC: Sorry for bunnying Bullseye there, but I thought we should get this thing going.

[Midnight Ice]

"I was thinking Tony Stark, seeing as he's had political experience. Plus, his popularity and Avengers status would be good for the campaign. Of course, I've yet to ask him."

Hank looks at the clock on the wall.

"I should get going, if I want to get to Manhattan by noon. You wanna tag along?"
"Yeah, that would be great. A little fresh air outta do me some good. So where are we headed? I bet you twenty dollars that we end up having to fight some villian or save some kid or someones cat like we do EVERY TIME we leave the mansion. It is really depressing, Im scared to go pick up the paper."

[Priest]

"Yeah, that would be great. A little fresh air outta do me some good. So where are we headed? I bet you twenty dollars that we end up having to fight some villian or save some kid or someones cat like we do EVERY TIME we leave the mansion. It is really depressing, Im scared to go pick up the paper."
OOC: Just so long as you don't save the cat by throwing a big rock at it. :D

[Midnight Ice]

OOC: Just so long as you don't save the cat by throwing a big rock at it. :D
OOC: lol, I forgot about that. how classic! :D

[DarkKnightJRK]

OOC: ...Am I missing a reference? :confused:

[Midnight Ice]

OOC: ...Am I missing a reference? :confused:
OOC: in season 1, deadpool saw a little girl's cat stuck in a tree, and she asked him to get it down. deadpool threw a rock at it to knock it down, then walked away, happy that he did something nice for a pretty little girl. when the girl went to her cat, it had died from the rock.

kind of an inside joke, i guess

[Priest]

OOC: Don't forget he was dressed as Spiderman at the time.

[DarkKnightJRK]

OOC: in season 1, deadpool saw a little girl's cat stuck in a tree, and she asked him to get it down. deadpool threw a rock at it to knock it down, then walked away, happy that he did something nice for a pretty little girl. when the girl went to her cat, it had died from the rock.

kind of an inside joke, i guess

OOC: Great, the pepsi I was drinking spilled out of my nose and hit the moniter.

[twylight]

OOC: i hope Remy and Rogue have a romantic relationship... I like that kinda stuff...

OOC: o.O Okay..for the cyber sex you're gonna have to rely on Babs and Nightwing *points to the DC RPG* ;)

OOC: 14-year-old with a crush on a girl named Johanna.. Sadly, she's taken by one of my best friends. But it's not that bad...I have my eye on a few others, but she's definatley the one I want for the rest of my highschool career.
OOC: Obviously the S/N does you no justice. I'm playing Rogue on an underaged Gambit! :eek:



As he and his significant other exchanged a prolonging grasp of long-posponed love amongst eachother, Remy looked up slightly at the sheepish expression his good friend and ally Beast had given out and felt like a bit of an ass for interrupting him. He could only just begin to imagine what it was like for poor Beast to find someone who truely cared. But Remy just could'nt continue to stand by the side-lines as a bench warmer without holding his Rogue for much longer.

As Beast began to turn around with Iceman accompanying him, he gave them both a reassuring nod; a silent thank you...

Good luck..... President McCoy, thought Remy as he took a long wiff of Rogue's long white and brown locks, taking in the flower-like fragrance they gave off. After a moment he inched away slightly and said, "Oh chere..I won't be leavin' again for a long while after knowin' what I been missin'..Trust me."

He noticed the mixed look of happiness and dis-trust she gave at his comment and re-enstated his exclamation, leaning in close to her, closer than he should've, letting her know it'd be a promise.....

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Rogue barely acknowledged Beast and Iceman’s leaving, as her mind started to wander again.

Gambit leaned in towards her and she tilted her head in response to his.


She was so beautiful, her long blonde hair being whipped across her face. Her blue eyes looked at him with such trust, it was hard to tell her..

Her? No, ...this was her


Rogue jerked her head back, covering the motion by tossing her hair away from her face.

“Have ya seen the Professor yet? She asked as she put her arm around his waist and started to follow Hank and Bobby’s path.

She refused to go to the Professor, she was strong enough to handle this on her own, though the reoccurrence of memories seemed to creep up on her more and more often, so far she counted two in the waking hours of the day. At night the memories seemed to pile up in her dreams. She briefly thought of what might happen if she started to demonstrate some of the abilities she had absorbed. Was it possible? The thought grew in her mind like the quick shadows of night fell over a town.

Putting her hand to her head she rubbed her forehead before brushing back a stray piece of white hair, and smiled up at Remy.

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OOC: You're doing good with the bunnying, just don't get too comfortable with it..and STOP using the Pics I wanna use! Or I'll go all
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On your card throwing rear :p ;)

[SilverCenturion]

The chaos within the prison rang deep into the night, and upon recieving an Avengers level distress call the Iron Man changed course for the penitentary.
Stark flew into the building at full speed only to stop on a dime to observe the situation.
Minour villians were either running for freedom or wandering around confused.
Probably due to the jail's policy of frequent druggings for the most "special" inmates
Then he saw it... two members of the Fantastic Four and Daredevil battling Hydro Man, Spider-man swinging around unusually recklessly (however effective), and most notably was an equally powerful villian he scanned hiding in the air ducts.
Tony had never particularly like giving orders to other heroes, even when he was on the Avengers, however there was a crisis and so he went into action, "All right Storm, keep the heat on Hydro man, I'll sweep him in a second, Grimm you start cleaning up, Mur- err Daredevil I trust your judgement to help where you feel you can. Now as for me..."
The readings the suit were getting from the villian in the ventilation seemed transmutate into inorganic matter. Polarizing the suit to catch what he assumed to be a metalic shapeshifter Stark's repulsorjets lit up as he flew towards the air ducts...

[Duker Jay]

The Thing remained in position in front of the hole he had made in the thick, concrete wall. Now that there had been an actual jail-break, he was being kept busy as supervillain after supervillian took a run at him...trying to breach the outer wall and flee to freedom.

But, The Thing was not an easy obstacle to run through. In reminiscent fashion to his highschool and university days, Ben Grimm threw blocks and ran an incredible defense against the would be fugitives. One after another, the bad guys charged and each time, Ben stood them down.

"I'll be honest, fellas...'s prolly best if ya just head back to yer cages...you ain't coming through here." Ben Grimm smiled at the crowd of criminals. Some lay on the ground as others watched from afar, seemingly no one willing to step up to the plate.

"Hey Stark...we got any more back up comin'?" He called to Iron Man.

[swingerbone]

Reed Richards -- Mr. Fantastic
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Reed Richards, the smartest man in the world, walked into the Baxter Building and rode the super quiet elevator to the living and working areas used my the First Family of Superheroes: The Fantastic Four :ff:

Reed whistled along with the Muzak: The Girl from Ipanema

Entering the living area he and his wife Susan shared with their kids Franklin and the newest addition to the clan: Valeria, Reed set down his suitcase and absentmindedly (as absent as the world's most powerful human brain can be) wandered into the lab to tinker.

After giving the team time off, The Richards' took a trip to California. They had left the FantastiKids with Crystal to watch over. Ben and Johnny stayed behind in New York while Reed toured various college campus, giving lectures and contributing to the cutting edge research being done at the institutions like Stanford, Cal Tech, and UC Berkley. They didn't give the others an itinerary as with all the colleges in that part of the country it was anyone's guess which one he'd be at. They also wanted some time to themselves for once. So they just failed to tell them where they were going.

Sue, known to America as The Invisible Woman had taken the time to keep in touch with some old college friends who decided to hit Rodeo and test their credit limits. Susan tagged along mostly, just enoying the difference of atmosphere - soaking up the California rays.

Reed thought he had left the emergency transmitters on, but apparently the mild sunstorms during the week had interfered with communications. He was too engrossed in the sub-space telescope systems he was being shown to give it much thought.

Then when he had arrived back at the hotel room, he caught a few static-filled bursts that carried enough of Johnny's worry-filled message to alarm him. Reed knew Johnny. Johnny had a temperature like a flashpan, and one thing he didn't do was worry or have worry in his tone.

Reed quickly scrawled a note to his wife and left to the airport to catch the first flight to New York. Being Mr. Fantastic greatly helped him as they chartered a super fast flight that got him there in the time normal people would be getting through airport security in.

Now Reed was tinkering in his lab, his mind going over twenty problems as at once, developing new nano-technology theories, solving vastly difficult quantum equations, and always working on a way to change The Thing back into Ben Grimm. He never doubted it was his fault that Ben had become a monster while the other three had merely been endowed with their fantastic powers. A tear formed in the corner of his eye. He blinked it away as he finished adjusting a new gadget he had made for Ben: A DVD player that included a headset which broadcasted the images in stunning clarity into a previously thought area of the brain. This resulted in such a resolution that Reed had coined "Retinal Resolution" as the signal bypassed the eyes and were transmitted along the very nerve centers connecting the retina to the brain. But Ben clung to the old technology and watched his Sopranos DVDs on a screen.

Reed also thought of young Peter Parker and how he had lost his wife, Mary Jane at the hands of Bullseye. Peter has a remarkable talent for science and Reed hoped he never sacrificed it by swinging around the city in those red and blue tights. Reed recalled their first meeting, an event involving the Chameleon and how the optomistic youngster had plans to join up with the FF in search of money. Reed hoped that something of that care-free youngster still remained as he was going through his difficulties. Reed knew his life would fall apart without his Susan. He would give his arm for her.

Reed walked into the Command Center of the FF and checked the logs. He noted and listened to the messages from Ben and Johnny. He also checked the camera feeds and noticed the flaming messages they collected. That's when he noticed the new Vault feeds and saw the info on Sandmand. IT also appeared Hydroman was in the fray as well. It looked like Spider-Man's Rogue's Gallery was taking the opportunity to torment the man after losing his wife.


Reed checked the security cameras and noticed the missing FantastiCar.

Reed pressed some switches and made the necessary connections to open the FF Communications frequencies.

"Double Foxtrot, Double Foxtrot, Ben, Johnny, this is Reed. Are you reaching me? Over."

Another screen came to life and what it displayed chilled Reed to his flexible bones. There were signs of activity in what was thought to be the ruins of Latveria.

Reed hit the comm button again: "Any member of the Fantastic Four, Please Respond. This is a Level Four Transmission. Please Report your status. Ben, Johnny, Report!"

Reed rubbed the his temples. With the FantastiCar MIA, he might have to test out his new invention sooner than he had planned.

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OCC: Sorry for the long intro, but reading through i had to retrofit the situation I had in mind to fit with the relevant details that Ben and Johnny talked about. I hope everything is congruent with what has occured. If there is anything else you feel I should touch on, I'll be happy to cover those issues as well in later posts.

I dunno what to do about Sue right now... I suppose we could ghost-write or bunny her until someone takes her up, but I figure we could leave her in LA until then...

[RoseRedStrauss]

Sabretooth calms down and walkes past Juggernaut, giving him a look of pure hatred then leans against a wall behind Magneto.

"Answers, I want answers."

As Sabretooth walks by, Cain silently whispers, so only both of them can hear, "So if he tells you to jump, will you ask how high?"

*And proceeds to walk toward the man called Magneto, seeking the answers to why he was called.*

"Now tell me why I am here."

[RoseRedStrauss]

OCC:ANYONE WANNA HELP ME OR NOT?!?! :mad:

I hate it when people ignore me!

Try getting sentinels to attack that place where you live.

[AnnoyingSilence]

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[JewishHobbit]

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OOC: Hah Hah! Now back to the regularly schedualed Multiple Man.

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Jamaica, New York
John F. Kennedy International Airport
02:38am

The Madrox Dupe arrives at the airport. He's booking a flight to the city on the African border where he will set out from to reach Genosha. It's the route Jamie's taken in the past. He hasn't said much since leaving Mutant Town. His thoughts wrap around what he remembers from his last time out. He remembers his doubt. He remembers his low-self confidense. He knows he's just a fake copy of a man, so why should he even be trusted to go to Genosha? Is it because his life is forfeit? What if he were to die? He could tell you what, he'd be replaced by any number of other Jamie Madrox's and be forgotten. He has fantasies of running away, changing his name, having his own life. Maybe he could get married, find his own dreams. He wouldn't be the first Dupe to marry, one got married while out on a mission in Chicago one time. Of coarse he found out his new wife was a crazy mutant out killing the mob and was forced to run. Got killed. Poor guy.

The Dupe grabs his ticket and goes to sit at the proper gate. As he waits for his flight he watches two kids play on the ground beside him, their parents nearby. The parents get up to find a snack and call after their children. "Mike, Jamie, comeon let's go."

The Dupe shakes his head with a slight smile on his face. Enjoy the name, Jamie. At least yours is true to form. And Mike... He's always liked the name Mike. Mike Madox. He stops smiling and rubs his eyes. He must be getting tired. He clears his mind and leans back in his chair. Plane isn't schedualed to leave for another hour. Might as well get some sleep.

[Silver Sable]

OOC:Forget it, I quit this game

[Keyser Soze]

OOC: Oh boo hoo. How many times have you sat on your ass and waited for everyone to come along and help you to do something? If you want to get involved, GET INVOLVED! Don't just do nothing, and then go in a huff because everyone is too involved in other stuff to just stop what they are doing and come and RP with you. People gave you suggestions, and tried to accomodate you, what esle do you want? You really need to be more mature.

[Keyser Soze]

Bullseye staggered backwards from Blade's punch, falling flat on his ass. He wiped the trickle of blood from his mouth then looked up at Blade. A smile slowly spread across his lips.

"Now, that was a good one, I'll give you that."

Bullseye's smile faded. With a pained grunt, he forced himself back up onto his feet.

"But you know what, I don't have time for second-stringers like you. Kicking your sorry ass is really gettin' kinda dull, I can only do it so many times. I got bigger fish to fry now. So, why don't you just go back to whatever rock you crawled out of, and I'll forget all about this little incident."

Bullseye stared at Blade. The vampire showed no signs of backing down.

"You're even stupider than you look, do you know that? Well, I guess I could use some target practice!"

Before he even finished his sentence, Bullseye leaped backwards, tossing one of his throwing stars at Blade's chest.

[The Joker]

OOC:Forget it, I quit this game

OOC: Fine.Go.I don't mean to sound mean but you really don't do much.

All you do is make one line posts of banter with someone else.Whats the point???

Everyone else actually puts time and effort into their entries.And *gasp* they can even have their character working on their own.You don't have to have someone *helping* you all the time.

Go and do something by yourself.Develop your character.Stop relying on everyone else to carry you.They have their own characters and stories to do.

And stop throwing a tantrum when people don't jump on the chance of wanting to help you.Help you do what?? Do you even have a story?? Or are you just looking for someone to have a one line post conversation with for the entire season again??

[Spider-Man9X17]

Suddenly, the Visitor's Center turned topsy-turvy, and everyone was standing on the ceiling...upside-down.

"What's going on?" the chief security guards asked frantically.

"I don't know, I...." Johnny paused. They were rightside-up again, but instead of being on the floor, the were on the wall. Johnny shuddered.

"Please, please, don't be him," he muttered, trying to gain his balance and regroup with the other heroes. Before he could go anything, though, several small discs came floating into the room, and suddenly the gravity seemed to shut off.

"I told ya you were gonna be sorry, a$$."
Hydroman appeared at the entrance to the Visitor's Center, and all at once, everything went back to normal. Everyone in the room crashed back to the ground. Johnny and Daredevil quickly got back up to survey the situation.

Hydroman wasn't alone. Along side of him were The Trapster, and the man responsible for there unusual ride, The Wizard. 3/4 of The Frightful Four.
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"At least there's not four of them," Johnny sighed.

No one had noticed the sand starting to fall from the airducts.

[RoseRedStrauss]

OOC: Oh boo hoo. How many times have you sat on your ass and waited for everyone to come along and help you to do something? If you want to get involved, GET INVOLVED! Don't just do nothing, and then go in a huff because everyone is too involved in other stuff to just stop what they are doing and come and RP with you. People gave you suggestions, and tried to accomodate you, what esle do you want? You really need to be more mature.

Yea, it doesn't have to be creative, I mean, Juggs started off in the middle of the ocean you know.

[Electro UK]

OOC: Your powers were neagtedin the given room, but I'll cut you some slack

IC:

~Sir, what should we do?~

" Point of a pin, boys. Remember that."

*Fury looked at Max Dillon*

"What do you want, Dillon?"

Max didn't here Fury ask this, too enraged at the death of Mia, bent on revenge. He grabbed Fury by the face and twisted him to cover himself from anyfire from S.H.I.E.L.D personnel. He looked up at Fury. This was it, he was gonna do it. He was gonna fry Nick Fury. Get his revenge and tell the world how he killed the famous Nick Fury.

He'd burn him. Burn his skin black. Black like... his Dad. No, no that wasn't going to happen, he wouldn't stop just because of a past memory.

"Get ready Fury!" He screamed. "Ha!" He screamed again as he shot out his waves of electricity. At least he thought he did. No, no he couldn't do it... he had to do it! But, his father... could he... "Come on Dillon. Do it! Do it!" He thought to himself, but it was no use, as much as he treid he couldn't kill Nick Fury. Not now that he had remembered his father.

He slowly let loose his grip, Fury fell to the ground, as Max dropped to his knees. The guards aimed there guns and fierd, but Max had created a shield. He couldn't kill Nick Fury. Was he weak. He wanted to but the image of his fathers burnt body was stuck in his head, and he couldn't get it out.

"Attention!" Boomed a speaker over head (Obviously they had no idea what was going on) . "We have just recieved word that are S.H.I.E.L.D base in Boston, has been wiped out by the still at large, Max Dillon aka Electro. We would like to read out a list of names, to those of our agents who were murdered by the vile man. Please could we have silence in honour of what they did for their country: Tony Ratoson, John Tryhole, Mia Reader..."

"WHAT!" Max screamed aloud. He couldn't believe it... he was right. Mia was a S.H.I.E.L.D agent. All this time Max had been falling in love... with the enemy. He lay on the floor, blasts still coming at him. The last month of his life, had been the happiest. He felt love, love for a wonderfull woman. He'd even thought about giving up Electro... he was living in denial about it. He thought he'd never give up the one thing he had in his life except for Mia. But for Mia, he would have done, he just would never admit it. And now, he'd learnt that this special woman he had loved, was someone working to lock up his kind. Lock them up for life.

This time Max fought back the tears. This time he wasn't going to cry. He no longer wanted to cry. But he needed to let it out. He needed to get away from here. He was in the hanger now. In the corner, there was a helicopter. He ran and jumped into it. Taking off, he destroyed the other air transports and flew off.

New York city was insight, but more importantly, was a wahrehouse near him. Aiming the helicopter straight for the sea, he jumped out and snatched onto the buldings electricy. He smashed through the roof and landed inside. The room was filled with cabinets, rats, all kinds of useless junk.

"Perfect" He said to himself, walking towards a cabinet. He picked it up, and with a mighty yelp, tossed it to the otherside of the room. He paused for a moment to hear the crash as it landed. Then he began, kicking widly, hitting everything in range, toppling it over or smashing it in half. He started destroying the room.

About a half an hour later, Max Dillon was sitting down in the corner of a wahrehouse. A wahrehouse that looked like the Hulk had just been on a ramage inside it. Now Max could cry. Not wildly, but a soft slow sobbing. He hated Mia... hated her for betraying him. But... he also loved her... loved her for being her. Sweet, wonderfull her.

Then the crying became louder, as Max put his face in his hands. He wanted the pain to stop, but it wouldn't. He'd lost the enemy, and was crying for it. He kept sobbing until he felt something in his pocket. He took it out to reveal as little box. He opened it to reveal a ring inside. He was going to ask Mia to marry him. He was going to get married to a S.H.I.E.L.D agent. This ring symboled everthing he hated and loved in his life. He a mighty yelp, he threw the ring with all his strenght and listend as it hit the water. Sinking into the sea, gone. Like Mia... just gone.

He wiped the tears away from his eyes. Enough crying now. He seemed to be doing it too much lately. He headed out to his apartment. Arriving back there, he went into his room and pulled out a gun.

[Silver S]

Sandman had fallen silently from the ventilation shaft above and landed in a crouch behind one of the guards who was shakily holding up an AK-47. Slowly he stood up, cracking his neck with a sharp twist. One of the younger guards whipped around pointed the gun at his face.

"HEY!" he cried out as William grabbed the end of the gun and slammed the palm of his hand into the guard's elbow, breaking his arm. The guard started screaming and William grunted, twisting his head around in a way a man's head shouldn't to shut him up. Too late, of course. As the body hit the floor nearly everyone in the room turned in time to see William shift into Sandman once again, rising up in a pillar of sand rather than legs, stretching his arms out into swirling blocks, grains of sand blowing off of him and into the chaos of the room as other villains made short work of other guards standing in the back.

The sharp sound of guns being cocked and fresh magazines loaded into semi automatics resonated in the room as agents swung their attention to him. William bared his teeth.

"Sorry I'm late," he growled, and slammed a hammer hand down into the nearest guard.

[Spider-Man9X17]

"Double Foxtrot, Double Foxtrot, Ben, Johnny, this is Reed. Are you reaching me? Over."

"Any member of the Fantastic Four, Please Respond. This is a Level Four Transmission. Please Report your status. Ben, Johnny, Report!"
Johnny's commlink crackled to life

"Reed?! Thank God. Where have you been." Johnny transmitted while dodging attacks. "Listen, Me and Ben are at Rykers, Sandman pulled off a huge prsion break. There are villians everywhere. Daredevil and Spidey are here, too, but the Frightful Four are out."

Hydroman suddenly knocked Johnny into a wall.

"Get down here quick. And bring help. We need S.H.I.E.L.D., The Avengers, ANYONE!!...Wait, someone else" Johnny turned just in time to see the Sandman unmercifully kill several guards. "Oh, Good Lord"

Johnny's transmission cut off.

[Silver S]

OOC: I won't be able to post till later tonight as Sandman since I've got classes to attend. No one better break out a vacuum cleaner or I'll punch your goddamn kidneys in. No one's gonna get rid of me that easily. ;)

[Spider-Man9X17]

OOC: Yeah, I got classes until about 6:30 tonight, so Johnny's gonna be taking a little break too. No firehoses, please. :ff:

[GammaMike]

He sat in the back of the pickup, thoughts directed inward, reminiscing of days past. He came out of his trance, and lost himself in the hypnotic rythim of passing open rode. Miles and miles passed him by. Sadly, that lead him to consider, how many miles he had been forced to travel. He felt the world was always passing him at a rate that made things blur. He couldn't hope to seperate details, or have strong memories of most of the places he had been. He had been forced to become a drifter, always running. Always hiding, running from those that sought him out. Always they wanted him, to bend him to there purposes. Constant pursuit and mistreatment. He thought of his journey, and what it meant to him. He fantasized about the fruition of his desires. To be reunited. Reunited with her. The only person on Earth who had loved him.....in spite of his affliction. He longed for her. Ached for her. His Betty, he needed her more now than ever.He felt he was running out of places to run. Tiring of the constant flight, living one step ahead of everybody. Tired of being a nameless drifter. He thought of their wedding day.
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The happiest day in his life. He remembered what it was to be loved. What he had lost. A single tear rolled down his eye, blurring his sight. He barely made out the mile marker, indicating that St. Louis was 228 miles away. He read the note again, although he had the instructions memorized, and suddenly crushed the paper inside his clenched fist. Yes, it was true. Bruce Banner was running. His life a blur. He was namelessly drifting , once again. However, this time , there was a difference. A major change, in the order of things. Bruce Banner was not running from anybody. He was running towards them. He knew there would be somebody, as there always was, that would attempt to use him for there own designs. Truthfully, with all his heart, Banner didn't care. He didn't care so long as they were able to deliver on there promises. so long as he was able to have another chance with his wife. If they were not, then the world could burn for all he cared. He took comfort, in the knowledge, that in St. Louis, he would be one step closer to his goal.

[dtorn4]

OOC: sorry it has taken me so long to get my first post up, but i have a family emergency going on and i won't be able to post that often for a little while. i just didn't want everyone to think i bailed.

Kang is seated on a throne in his citadel in Chronopolis, pondering about everything he has accomplished in his life.
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“I have ruled countless ages thanks to my ancestor. He was warlord and scientific genius. Some say his name is Richards. Others say it was von Doom. When I went to his citadel I made a life changing discovery. I stumbled across his plans for a time machine, and immediately begin to create one of my own.”



“I set off to loot the wealth of the ages, but instead crash-landed in Ancient Egypt where I became their ruler Rama-Tut. Because I knew how powerful he would become, I tried to take the world’s first mutant, En Sabah Nur, as my heir. Nur would go on to become Apocalypse, one of the most important and powerful mutants in history. I was unsuccessful in recruiting Nur and was chased out of Egypt by the Fantastic Four.”



“After escaping from the Fantastic Four in ancient Egypt, I arrived in war-torn 4000 AD, where I took on the persona of Kang the Conqueror. After building an empire there I began to grow bored from the lack of challenges. I decided that there was only one era that was worth my time.” Kang thought, obviously referring to the time period of the late 20th and early 21st centuries. “I had seen the video of the heroes from this age in my ancestor’s citadel and I knew that if I could conqueror them, the name Kang would strike fear in the hearts of people for all of time. That was when I first attacked this era.”



“I have attacked many times since then and those blasted heroes are the only beings in all the ages who could rival my greatness. I could have easily destroyed them at their weakest moments, but such victories would be hollow-- unworthy of a true warlord. No, I must win by my own code of honor, or not at all! Little do they that know that all those times I attacked them and they thought they defeated me, I was just scouting them, studying all of their skills, but also learning all of their faults. Every time I have faced them has been leading up to what I am going to unleash on them. They will feel the total wraith of Kang the Conqueror! Now it’s time to put faze one into action.”

[batnkevlar]

OOC:

To RoseRedStrauss: I asked you a question...

To SilverSable: Maybe it would be better if you changed over to Psylocke... I mean, with the mutant war coming and evertything, the X-Men need some more guys...

[MST3K 4ever]

Johnny's commlink crackled to life

"Reed?! Thank God. Where have you been." Johnny transmitted while dodging attacks. "Listen, Me and Ben are at Rykers, Sandman pulled off a huge prsion break. There are villians everywhere. Daredevil and Spidey are here, too, but the Frightful Four are out."

Hydroman suddenly knocked Johnny into a wall.

"Get down here quick. And bring help. We need S.H.I.E.L.D., The Avengers, ANYONE!!...Wait, someone else" Johnny turned just in time to see the Sandman unmercifully kill several guards. "Oh, Good Lord"

Johnny's transmission cut off.

Daredevil heard everything and at this moment...he was wishing he stayed at the office.

"This just keeps getting better and better doesn't it." He said as he heard Johnny get knocked into the wall by Hydroman.

Then he had an idea. The ventilation system if Sandman can use it so can I...see Hydroman likes it.

Daredevil flipped up to the ventilation system and relaized...hot air was an option. Perfect! Time to hang him out to dry

He cut on the hot air system. Fired his billy-club around a part of the ventialtion ductwork, pulled it and aimed it right at Hydro-man

Daredevil said, "Time to dry you out! Think of this as the world' largest hair-dryer."

[FrantikMagik]

Max didn't here Fury ask this, too enraged at the death of Mia, bent on revenge. He grabbed Fury by the face and twisted him to cover himself from anyfire from S.H.I.E.L.D personnel. He looked up at Fury. This was it, he was gonna do it. He was gonna fry Nick Fury. Get his revenge and tell the world how he killed the famous Nick Fury.

He'd burn him. Burn his skin black. Black like... his Dad. No, no that wasn't going to happen, he wouldn't stop just because of a past memory.

"Get ready Fury!" He screamed. "Ha!" He screamed again as he shot out his waves of electricity. At least he thought he did. No, no he couldn't do it... he had to do it! But, his father... could he... "Come on Dillon. Do it! Do it!" He thought to himself, but it was no use, as much as he treid he couldn't kill Nick Fury. Not now that he had remembered his father.

He slowly let loose his grip, Fury fell to the ground, as Max dropped to his knees. The guards aimed there guns and fierd, but Max had created a shield. He couldn't kill Nick Fury. Was he weak. He wanted to but the image of his fathers burnt body was stuck in his head, and he couldn't get it out.

"Attention!" Boomed a speaker over head (Obviously they had no idea what was going on) . "We have just recieved word that are S.H.I.E.L.D base in Boston, has been wiped out by the still at large, Max Dillon aka Electro. We would like to read out a list of names, to those of our agents who were murdered by the vile man. Please could we have silence in honour of what they did for their country: Tony Ratoson, John Tryhole, Mia Reader..."

"WHAT!" Max screamed aloud. He couldn't believe it... he was right. Mia was a S.H.I.E.L.D agent. All this time Max had been falling in love... with the enemy. He lay on the floor, blasts still coming at him. The last month of his life, had been the happiest. He felt love, love for a wonderfull woman. He'd even thought about giving up Electro... he was living in denial about it. He thought he'd never give up the one thing he had in his life except for Mia. But for Mia, he would have done, he just would never admit it. And now, he'd learnt that this special woman he had loved, was someone working to lock up his kind. Lock them up for life.

This time Max fought back the tears. This time he wasn't going to cry. He no longer wanted to cry. But he needed to let it out. He needed to get away from here. He was in the hanger now. In the corner, there was a helicopter. He ran and jumped into it. Taking off, he destroyed the other air transports and flew off.

*Nicolas Fury picks himself up off the ground and dusts himself off. A soldier runs up to him*

"Mr. Fury, sir, how the hell did Electro get into SHIELD HQ?"

*Fury looks at him and smiles*

"There's no way anyone could be here if we didn't want them to be here, son. No way."

*Fury boards his copter*

"Now patch me to Tony Stark..."

[Silver Sable]

OOC:

To RoseRedStrauss: I asked you a question...

To SilverSable: Maybe it would be better if you changed over to Psylocke... I mean, with the mutant war coming and evertything, the X-Men need some more guys...

OCC:I hate to say this but Doc Ock is right.I'm not a good player and I only made my character say 1 or 2 lines.Sorry

[FrantikMagik]

OOC: I'm sorry you have to leave SilverSable...

(Oh woops forgot to put the OOC)...

[FrantikMagik]

OOC: Wait! Wanna join the Avengers?

[FrantikMagik]

*Fury flew his copter towards the Triskelion*

"Tony, there's a breakout at the Prison? Sandman, Hydroman, Wizard, all of them? Aww crap, we might have to send in the big guns..."

OOC: if this is supposed to be liek the comics, than this is a transition into the Avnegrs comix...

[THRAKA-DOOM!]

Cyclops was in the Danger Room with sweat dripping down his face. He had been training and testing a new program designed to help Mutants deal with Magneto. For awhile now, though, the Master of Magnetism had been rather quiet. He hadn't tried anything since Jean had....

A couple of metalic blades came out of the floor, Scott dodged both of them and cursed himself for being off guard. He shot a crippling Optic blast at them, destroying one. He remembered that once, the same thing had happened, only then, Jean stopped the blades for him with her telekenisis.
"End Training." He said dully. There was no point in training if he couldn't stop thinking and concentrate. The program stopped abruptly. "Shut down." the Danger Room started to shut off, but he was suprised by the shakiness in his own voice.

His began to carry him toward his room, Scott himself had little idea of where he was going. He could feel himself breaking down again, but he couldn't let anyone see him crying... they had to know that thier leader was strong, but... God the pain of losing her was right there. Sometimes it was just a low throb, others it was an overwhelming hole, something so restraining that it was almost physical. If you asked him where it hurt, he could almost have pinpointed the very spot that she had left in him. If only he had just done something right for a change. If he had been able to stop her death. If only he had been there then he could have been talking to her right now. She would be with him and he would have woken up to her face.

Sometimes, he didn't know why they even wanted him as their leader.

Scott was so buried in his own thoughts that he almost ran into Remy and Rogue. He stopped just in front of them as they were walking toward the kitchen. He was almost ashamed at his appearence, he was sweaty and he was a little unsure of how he smelled at the moment after training, but of all the Xmen, he thought to himself, Remy would be the least to care. He almost laughed at this thought, in spite of himself.

"Hey, Rogue. Remey, it's good to have you back! How was your trip?"
It suddenly dawned on him that they were very, very close to each other.
"I mean, I'm sure that everyone is happy to see you again."
Akward moment....
He could feel blood rushing to his face.

Say Something... Something welcoming....
"er... I see that you've met Rogue..."
"Again..."

Oh I'm an Idiot

[THRAKA-DOOM!]

OOC: Okay now I'm back in the game!

[Midnight Ice]

OOC: Yeah SilverSable, join the Avengers! Sorry I couldnt come help you, but Iceman is in the New York area, as is every other hero at the moment. Plus, I dont know a lot about Silver Sable. Having her as an avenger would be cool. You say your not a good Rper. You could be. Just put a little more thought into your posts. Take a couple of minutes to figure out what you want to do or say. I started off the same way in season one, with one or two lines. Now I am writing paragraphes, and they are well written and interesting. (at least I hope so!!)

[Mr. Green]

Thor and Sif slumbered now. It was night, yet not all was right. Something spied on them. More than one. The eyes pierced the night like knives. They were curious. What were these new creatures? Where did they come from and why are they here?

They looked at Sif. They knew that she was the female. She would be weak. "We should take her when the yellow devil rises!" they schemed, "She will be left alone!" When morning came and Thor explored the world, and Sif ventured through the terrain, they would act.

[Karem-Knight]

OOC: Thax Riz, I'm DEAD. And Thax a bunch,

[Twitch]

Nightcrawler had teleported to his quiet room.

"Why do I help them, the humans look at me and see a demon while to my mutant colleges I am considerd one of their guardian angels."

"THERE'S ALWAYS A TWIST GOD, ISN'T THERE." exclaimed Kurt to the ceiling.

Then Kurt dropped onto his bed falling into a restless sleep.

[Midnight Ice]

OOC: Hey, Riz, you cant kill other characters. Its up to them what kind of damage they recieve.:xmen:

[Twitch]

OOC: Um... you cant kill other characters... :xmen:

OCC:Unless its a great death

[Midnight Ice]

OCC:Unless its a great death
true, and the other player says its ok:xmen:

[batnkevlar]

OOC: WTF, Rizpower? You killed Norman Osborn? Without his consent? WTF?

[Karem-Knight]

OOC: WTF, Rizpower? You killed Norman Osborn? Without his consent? WTF?

Yeah and tookover Oscorp

[Twitch]

OCC: BTW what do you guys think of my storyline?

[batnkevlar]

OOC: I will leave it up to you and Karem-Knight to sort things out... so SORT THINGS OUT!

[swingerbone]

Reed Richards
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"Reed?! Thank God. Where have you been."

"Listen, Me and Ben are at Rykers, Sandman pulled off a huge prsion break. There are villians everywhere. Daredevil and Spidey are here, too, but the Frightful Four are out."

"Get down here quick. And bring help. We need S.H.I.E.L.D., The Avengers, ANYONE!!...Wait, someone else"
"Oh, Good Lord"

Johnny's transmission cut off.

Reed reached over across the rooms into his laboratory with one long flexible arm, gathering the equipment he'd need and setting them beside his transporter. Double checking the feed from Rykers he saw snippets of the mayhem and mentally made a checklist of the players invovled: Sandman, Hydroman, the Frightful Four... the list went on.

Reed clicked the comm again: "Johnny, hold on! Hold them as best you can. Suffice it to say that we were off-world until very recently. The moon if you wish to get specific. I was only back on Earth until a few days ago. Sue and I have learned a thing or two about concealing ourselves. A trifle of a device to hide our unique signatures from prying eyes. One doesn't deal with Skrulls and Doom and then go willy nilly in public for all to notice. But that's another story... I'm on my way. And Susan is safe on the moon."

Reed walked to the transporter and grabbed a large metal suitcase on the way.

"I haven't had the necessary time to field test this device, so it looks to be a Baptism by fire." Reed thought to himself.

He punched in the coordinates for Ryker's Island.

What he saw amazed him. The place was a pure battleground with Heroes and Prisoners as far as the eye could see. He could pick out Johnny and Ben, but then of course a man on fire and a huge orange rock-coated beefcake are not subtle.

Reed's comm sputtered to life as he overheard a transmission from SHIELD to Iron Man:
"Tony, there's a breakout at the Prison? Sandman, Hydroman, Wizard, all of them? Aww crap, we might have to send in the big guns..."
One doesn't become the world's smartest man and fail to monitor the important frequencies such as those used by SHIELD and the Avengers. Richards invented many of the algorithms and technology used for such coded conversation.

Reed tapped his comm into the SHIELD frequency: "Col. Fury, this is Dr. Reed Richards. I believe you asked for a 'big gun'... well this could be just what the doctor ordered."

Reed unpacked the suitcase and made the necessary calculations. Friend and Foe was a big deal here with all the activity. He powered up the machine and it hummed to life.

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Reed tapped in some instructions on the attached keyboard. It set the list of foes it would affect. He didn't want to hit any heroes. That would only make things worse.

Reed set his comm to all the necessary channels: "Ben, Johnny, assembled Avengers, and all who can hear me. You might want to hang on. I believe this new invention of mine with help, but this is the first field test. So here goes nothing."

*Reed hit the large red button.*

The device surged and fired a series of blinding white pulses. Reed shielded his eyes with one hand as it his machine did its job.

The invention was designed to nullify the powers of the prisoners. Much the way their standard neck restraints had, except on a much larger scale. It also had the side effect of weakening them as well as stimulating the areas of the brain that produce seratonin.

Essentially it made the prisoners as meek as baby lambs. Now the heroes need only to herd them back into thier cages.

"I'd say that was a very successful test."

Mr. Fantastic used his long flexible legs to step into the fray and used his extendible limbs to help usher the prisoners back into the prison.

[batnkevlar]

OOC: Let's just say Sandman escaped beforehand...

[swingerbone]

OOC: Ok... with how anal Reed can be about his calculations, that is very plausible. He slipped through unnoticed... he is *sand* after all :)

[Duker Jay]

"Well...if it ain't Mr. Stretcho! Nice t' have you back, buddy. Not that we couldn't handle things on our own but I was gettin' tired o' babysittin' Matchstick." Ben still hadn't moved too far from his spot blocking escape through the hole. He watched as S.H.I.E.L.D. guards went about getting the prisoners back to their cells. "So...where ya bin?"

[Karem-Knight]

OOC: He's coming back. Trust me. It'll be great.

No way!!!!!!!:mad:

[batnkevlar]

OOC: Ok, guys, back to the game... and KK, answer to your question, that's all right...

[GammaMike]

Banner stepped off the bus, and walked in the general direction he believed he needed to be heading. He had only spent a breif time in St. Louis previously, and had never been in the werehouse district. He made his way through the buildings and studied the addresses, until he was confident he was heading in the right direction. He walked for several minutes in a North westerly direction, where he ultimatly found the address he had been looking for. It hit him like smelling salts to a boxer. It was the address from his letter. The address that had been emblazoned in his brain. It took all his self control to keep from bounding straight up to the front door. Instead, he cautiously made his way around the bulding, finaly determining that it had been abandoned for some time. He had the feeling he was being watched, and turned abruptly to face the mouth of an alley across the street. He didn't see anything, but he..........felt that somebody had just turned and ran down the alleyway. He listened , but heard nothing. After a long moment, he turned his attention back to the building. The building in which he hoped he would find his Betty. He saw an entrance to the cellars, that looked promising, and promptly made his way toward it. The door was worn, and with minimal effort, he was able to unsecure it. Cautiosly he made his way into the wherehouse.He was listening for 100,000,000 things at once. The room was dark, and had a peculiarly dank scent. The air tasted stale, and was heavy. Nobody had been here in some time. Fighting the disapointment welling up from within, Bruce strengthened his resolve, and savagely pushed down any doubt he was feeling. He surreptitiously crept out of a doorway, and headed for a stairway. He made his way up the stairs, slowly, so as to make as little sound as possible. His breathing sounded harsh, and ragged to his own ears. At the top of the stairs, he slowly worked another door open, keeping it's tell tale creek to a minimum. He went through the door, and found himself in a large, dark room. It was the central room of the where house. He looked around as best he could, but the lack of lighting, made it impossible to see the whole space. He cautiosly made his way to the center of the room, but stopped as he had a premonition. " So, now you think you have Spidersense, Huh Bruce?" he mockingly thought to himself. At that moment, the lights flared on, temporarily blinding him. He could not see, but clearly heard a voice comeing from a walkway, raised above the floor. A female voice, tantalizingly familiar.

"Welcome Bruce! I was beggining to think you'd never come" said the voice.

Bruce's vision adjusted compensating for the rapid change in lighting, and he saw a face that made his heart skip 10 beats. It was Betty....................

************************************************** ********

In the alley outside the wherehouse, a stealthy form accesses a satelite phone, and makes a phone call. He is greeted by silence on the other line, and can barely distinguish breathing.

" It's Tomb's sir. I'm in St.Louis. The Geen man has been sighted."

The other line remains silent

" I request permission to proceed with recon intel."

" Proceed soldier, but do not engage. the General will no doubt be in the air within the hour. Hold tight, and watch the subject!"

" Yes Sir!"

************************************************** *********

Col. Matthews sat listening to dead air for a few seconds. Pensively, he scratched his chin. He knew Tombs could be counted on. after all, he had trained the man himself. He let out a deep sigh, and dialed the phone. He had to let the General know.

" General Ryker, Sir, Banner has been spotted in St. Louis by one of our outlying survaylance rings. Yes sir, immediately....................................... ...................................

[swingerbone]

"Well...if it ain't Mr. Stretcho! Nice t' have you back, buddy. Not that we couldn't handle things on our own but I was gettin' tired o' babysittin' Matchstick." Ben still hadn't moved too far from his spot blocking escape through the hole. He watched as S.H.I.E.L.D. guards went about getting the prisoners back to their cells. "So...where ya bin?"
Reed Richards -- Mr. Fantastic

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"Oh... you know... the moon for a while... basically around."
Reed strectched his body out laterally, making himself wider and wider as he made himself encircle the area he and Ben occupied.
"Being the smartest man on Earth can have drawbacks. Every alien race that ever has a problem seems to want my help. Good thing I have friends like you to keep my ego down. Wouldn't look to good with a swelled head."

Illustrating this point, Reed's body goes back to normal and his head inflates like a balloon.

Reed normally wouldn't go for the humor. He leaves the joking to others like Spider-Man -- who always has a wisecrack. But Reed knew his best friend and former roommate. They'd known each other since college.

And Reed looked into those blue eyes, beyond the orange rock, into the man inside. He knew his friend just needed a laugh or two. Either that or some baddie to clobber.
Sue was always telling Reed that he needed to lighten up around Ben anyway. It was most likely the guilt he felt for having turned his friend into the monster he saw before him. But never be said he didn't pull his weight or step down from a fight. Reed knew that with Ben watching his back, that was one less thing he had to worry about in a pinch.

"I also made the rounds at some universities on my way back. Fascinating research in many diverse technical fields. I might have to talk to Tony about some of this. It always pays to be on the cutting edge of technology."

Reed saw Ben going into his typical attitude... so he left out the "boring" details...

"How did you and Johnny fare since we left? I didn't have time to check all the records at the Baxter building, suffice it to say that this seemed like a 'time is of the essence' ordeal. I have seen some rumblings from the ruins of Latveria... and that is very troubling. Very troubling indeed.
I probably need to talk to Spider-Man. I briefly saw some of Johnny's messages on the topic, and I gather that Venom is causing trouble as always. I managed to gather a few useful items, sonic disruptors and heat nets and such that have helped us control the symbiote in the past..."
Reed went on and on in his typical manner.

[SuperFerret]

"Yeah, that would be great. A little fresh air outta do me some good. So where are we headed? I bet you twenty dollars that we end up having to fight some villian or save some kid or someones cat like we do EVERY TIME we leave the mansion. It is really depressing, Im scared to go pick up the paper."

It took Hank and Bobby nearly an hour to reach Manhattan, and another twenty minutes to locate the Independent Party's HQ, though about 10 of those minutes were spent ducking mutant hating New Yorkers (Hank isn't wearing an image inducer), and another five were spent getting a cat out of a tree. But finally, they had arrived.

The two mutants entered, and the receptionist's eyes widened when she saw Hank.

"Uh...um... how may I help you?" she squeaked.

"I am Doctor Henry McCoy," Beast said softly, "I have an appointment with a Mr. Parsons."

"Oh yes," the receptionist replied, "please, take a seat, I'll page him now."

Hank and Bobby sat, and after a moment, Mr. Parsons, a tall man who looked a bit like Christopher Walken came out an elevator, andinto the lobby. He shook hands with both mutants as they stood.

"Dr. McCoy," he said, "nice to finally make your acquaintence. Please, come with me and we can start our meeting. Your friend here can wait out here." Parsons looked to the receptionist, "Abby, get Dr. McCoy's friend some coffee."

"You gonna be okay, Bobby?" Hank asked, only to be ushered into the elevator before he could get an answer.

OOC: iceman, hope you don't mind the slight bunnying.

[JewishHobbit]

OCC: BTW what do you guys think of my storyline?

OOC: I like it so far. Nightcrawler's faith has always been my favorate part about him.

[Duker Jay]

"How did you and Johnny fare since we left? I didn't have time to check all the records at the Baxter building, suffice it to say that this seemed like a 'time is of the essence' ordeal. I have seen some rumblings from the ruins of Latveria... and that is very troubling. Very troubling indeed.
I probably need to talk to Spider-Man. I briefly saw some of Johnny's messages on the topic, and I gather that Venom is causing trouble as always. I managed to gather a few useful items, sonic disruptors and heat nets and such that have helped us control the symbiote in the past..."
Reed went on and on in his typical manner.

Ben rolls his eyes as Reed goes off on one of his expository tangents.

"Yeah, yeah...take a breath. 'Course me and the hothead wer fine." Ben neglected to mention how many times his thoughts had in fact turned to Reed and Sue and his desire to have the full team back when they were all in the middle of World War Three. "All you really need t' know 's that ol' Vic tried his luck at takin' o'er the world...and he actually came a ways in it. But, we stopped 'im...me...Johnny...every other combination o' heroes. Knowin' him, though...I guess it's only a matter o' time 'fore we see 'im again."

Ben paused, looking around.

"As fer Venom...you know Bichead...so far we ain't heard nothing from Venom...'sides, I figger we can leave him to Spider-Man...either way, I'm goin' back to bed."

Grimm begins to leave...through the big hole in the wall...and out to the waiting Fantasticar.

"You two stayin' t' play or ya comin' now? 'Cause yer ride's leavin'"

[The Joker]

OOC: Ok the Hobgoblin just blew Norman Osborn's brains out.He better stay dead after that.