The New and Improved "Heroes vs. Villains: Marvel" RPG

[Priest]

OOC: Hey Goblins, is there anyway we can get you guys to hold of on your plan until next season? We're trying to tie up all lose ends and halt all plots so we can start...I think that's how it's working.

 

[Duker Jay]

OOC: And...so much for smaller, character-driven arcs...here's another mass-take-over, hold-the-city-hostage, huge-army-assembled plot

 

[Karem-Knight]

Within a few minutes, Osborn and Kingsley arrived at a huge loft Kingsley had been working on for quite some time.

Aside from being a veritable fortress, it now housed a wide array of criminal plots Kingsley had been working on as per his partnership with Osborn.

"Norman, let's discuss this in detail"
Kingsley turned on his holographic display, showing New York City.
"You are currently working to acquire our allies Bullseye, Electro and Sandman as subordinates for this plan. They will all be handsomely rewarded monetarily for their services, and I'm sure you've mentioned that they will be held on retainer for the duration of our plot. However, considering the billion dollars you've offered each of them, I doubt they'll have any arguments. The five of us are Generals so to speak. (though I mean that lightly, as Electro and Sandman never struck me as great leaders!) Each will command four of our new Goblin Centurions, as well as the new Goblin Army. Each Centurion commands four subordinate Goblins, sure they don't exactly live up to the CENTURY part, but you can't win em all. That puts each of us in charge of 24 fully armed Goblins. Mind you they're no match for either of us, but they'll be more than capable of doing their jobs. But that's rather expository."

"The 125 of us will set out in five corps. 3 air corps consisting of yours, mine, and Electro's, all on Gliders, 2 ground corps lead by Bullseye and Sandman armed with all the battle vans and heavy motorcycles I can muster."

"The underlying plan is to kill, bomb, maim, electrocute, smother and destroy every living thing they come accross in the span of 10 minutes. I'm guessing with a little luck the death toll could hit 20,000, and the damages in the decabillions. Upon completion of those 10 minutes of senseless violence, they return to their respective hideouts and wait for further instructions."

"THEN the fun begins, hijacking the major news networks we state that if we don't receive 100 billion dollars by wire transfer from the combined resources of all of New York, we will start our rampage anew on Wall Street. The beauty of this plan is that our deadline will be in only a few hours, and rather than organizing to pay the amount, all of Wallstreet's major corporations will start transfering us huge incriments of money, and like a demonic telethon they'll likely more than eclipse our demans just to save their greedy asses!"

"When does the plan start?" Norman interjected

"Soon My freind, My Freind ver soon ." Roderick cackled as he walked to the Goblin Gear behind them.

It was going to be a fun day for those two.

Norman looked at Roderick, All he was a key to power in Roderick, in a few days he will start a riot and chaos will come, He got out his Goblin armour and put it on.


”I can’t wait for this to work” Norman whispered to himself.

Looked at the goblin army They we’re each special rank, and different colour:















Air Commander







Air trooper























Ground Trooper



















Ground Commander

















“Must say I am Impressed Time will tell how this we be the Biggest I have ever done “







The Goblin was going too do this and he was going to this with getting to Spider-Man, but The Avengers and the X-men will be after him, but it didn’t matter he would have Manhattan in his hands. The Goblin said



“Well Rodrick we will have this plan ready but later on, this will be the way SPIDERMAN WILL DIE !“









THE END TILL SEASON II

 

[Karem-Knight]

OOC: Cya Guys I'll be here in season 2

 

[Electro UK]

OOC: Hey all I'm back to make my season 1 finale post.


Max Dillon lay on his bed looking out the window. Arm around a sleeping hooker who was closely cuddeld beside him.
A little trickle of light was shining weakly through the window. Looking back on the past events of today, his eyes screwed up from what light was getting to them.
Suddenly out of the window came a bright burst of light. Putting his hand over his eyes to act as a shield, he walked up to the window and gazed out. He couldn't see much but he could make out some fiery wings. Weird.
In his amazement, he didnt notice the phone ring for a couple of seconds. Then almost jumping at the sound of it he looked around. Wading through a litter filled apartment, he eventually reached the phone and picked it up.
"Yeh?"
"Hello I pressume this is a Maxwell Dillon?" Came a voice from the phone
"Yeh that's me" Said Max staring forward out of the window at the bright light.
"Mr Dillon I am a man in need of your unqiue talents. Talents which are above the ordinary."
"Who is this?" Demanded Max
"Please Mr Dillon, please. One does not prefer to make his true identity apparent at this time." Max frowned. He hated it when it was like that. For all he knew he was working for the Blob.
Nether the less he responded "What would you like me to do?"
"I would like to meet you in person Mr Dillon. Or should I say... Electro?" This brought a smile to Max's face. He was back in buisness. " Now the place we will meet at is quite secluded no need to worry. And this is no ambush Mr Dillon I assure you. Our meeting will happen tomorrow at 2:30am. Best leave it early in the morning. Meet me at the abadoned weapons factory down near the bridge closest to you. Come alone Mr Dillon. That is all. Goodbye" And with that, the phone started to give out a neverlasting beep.
Max put the phone down. The smile still on his lips. The next morning he entered the factory. 15 minutes later, he emerged fully clothed.

2 days later...


BREAKOUT!

OOC: Dum dum da duuuuuuuuuuuum! I put it like this because I want to start next season off from where NA 4 left me. See ya all then!

 

[Keyser Soze]

Doom tired of these games. He knew that what he was about to do would put him through a great deal of physical pain, but that would be far better than being humilated by these pathetic gnats.

"Victor Von Doom bows to no one!"

With a snarl, Doom set on the jet propellers on his boots to full blast. Since he was upside-down, this sent him headfirst through the floor.

Staggering to his feet, Dr Doom realised he was in another lab. Quickly accessing his computer system, he triggered the self-destruct system. Doom would make his grand retreat, while these fools would die before they even knew what hit them. In five minutes, Castle Doom would be destroyed. But hopefully these meddlers would be going down with it...

Before Doom could finish his train of thought, he heard a crumbling sound overhead. He looked up just in time to see another section of ceiling overhead collapse. The rubble landed on top of Doom, sending him through another section of floor and leaving him buried in a pile of rubble in the floor beneath. Would be able to escape Castle Doom before the self-destruct sequence he initiated destroyed the place? Or would this be the end of Victor Von Doom?

OOC: Well, that's all the Doom I'll be writing for now. Kang and take over when he gets back. if he wants to continue as Doom, he can have Doom escape. If not, he can leave it open-ended, so someone else can take over if need be. Moving on, when will we have Mary-Jane's funeral? I want a chance to make my last post as Bullseye as well...

 

[Priest]

OOC: I think MJ's funeral is going to be in Season II, but there is a chance that I might be wrong.

 

[batnkevlar]

OOC: BTW, when Season II begins, it will be in a whole New Season II thread... so wait for it...

 

[batnkevlar]

OOC: BTW, wrap everything up, cuz the funeral is happening RIGHT NOW...

 

[batnkevlar]

******************JEAN'S FUNERAL BEGINS NOW***********************

:::In the courtyard of Xavier's mansion, there are a few rows of folding chairs. White. A fountain is seen down the isle. In front of that fountain is a white oak coffin. The coffin is closed, with flowers atop of it. Professor Xavier wheels himseld to the center.:::

"Good afternoon. No. I cannot lie. This is not a good afternoon. This is a horrible, sad, depressing afternoon. I lost a child. We all lost a friend. We are all here because he all share a commen love for one person. The woman lying in that coffin. A beautiful woman. A powerful woman. A....perfect woman. I am proud to call her my daughter, even if she is not so proud to call me her father. All i could ask is that she would call me her friend."
:::He goes to the coffin.:::
"I wanted the coffin closed because i do not know if i could see her and not cry."
:::He begins crying anyway:::
"But(sob)If we are going to cry anyway(sob)...what does it matter right?"
:::He opens the coffin and sits by it.He turns around still crying, but smiling.
"This is not a good afternoon at all....its better" he said to himself.

* A man sits down in a couple rows down from the coffin. HIs hair is platinum white, but wearing a black suit and glasses, no one recognizes him. He sits quietly and waits for the individual eulogies.*

 

[Keyser Soze]

But when is Mary-jane's funeral happening? It has to happen before the end of Season 1, my last post for the Season needs to be duting Mary-Jane's funeral.

 

[Bat Child]

OOC:I edited the funeral. Sorry about that. Didn't think it would be a problem. I was hoping p[eople would post according to the timeline set by the funeral post....For example....
:::As the professor was speaking i looked to my feet and i fell:::

And keep going on until you felt like posting about the Pheonix. It wasnt meant to all happen at once in other words....Just over a time span.

 

[Venom160]

Sabretooth stands just a few feet from the woods so he can see the funeral.

"It was a pain "burrowing" the helicopter from genosha without Magneto knowing but its worth it.I've always respected Jean's strength and power, it was a shame she was brought down by a giant piece of metal."

He can see that more heroes are starting to appear so he starts to back away deeper into the forrest. He takes one last look towards the casket and sheds a single tear.

"Heaven help the Sentinals if they ever come to Genosha, because the first hundred Sentinals I destroy is for her!"

He turns away and walks into the forest, a few minutes later a helicopter rises from a clearing a few miles in the forest. Sabretooth heads back to Genosha.


THE END



(until season 2. )

 

[Priest]

* A man sits down in a couple rows down from the coffin. HIs hair is platinum white, but wearing a black suit and glasses, no one recognizes him. He sits quietly and waits for the individual eulogies.*

*Nate finally comes across the mind that he has been looking for and contact Magneto telepathically.*

§§"I have been scanning everyone's brainwaves looking for you, Eric. I seek your councel when this sharade is over. Don't worry, no one knows that you are here. I have taken the liberty of shielding your presence."§§

 

[Midnight Ice]

But when is Mary-jane's funeral happening? It has to happen before the end of Season 1, my last post for the Season needs to be duting Mary-Jane's funeral.

OOC: then you and spider-man start it. but it has to end before jean's does.

 

[Midnight Ice]

******************JEAN'S FUNERAL BEGINS NOW***********************

:::In the courtyard of Xavier's mansion, there are a few rows of folding chairs. White. A fountain is seen down the isle. In front of that fountain is a white oak coffin. The coffin is closed, with flowers atop of it. Professor Xavier wheels himseld to the center.:::

"Good afternoon. No. I cannot lie. This is not a good afternoon. This is a horrible, sad, depressing afternoon. I lost a child. We all lost a friend. We are all here because he all share a commen love for one person. The woman lying in that coffin. A beautiful woman. A powerful woman. A....perfect woman. I am proud to call her my daughter, even if she is not so proud to call me her father. All i could ask is that she would call me her friend."
:::He goes to the coffin.:::
"I wanted the coffin closed because i do not know if i could see her and not cry."
:::He begins crying anyway:::

Bobby Drake sat in the front row, trying his best to hold back his tears. He is motioned that it is his time to speak.

"Jean, was not only a teammate to me, she was a friend. one of the best friends anyone could ever ask for." Tears start rolling out of Bobby's eyes. "We were both one of the originals. She brought so much to our little family here at Xavier's. It pains me to think that I wasn't there to help her in her time of need. The good Lord knows that she was there for everybody here, at one time or another. She would npt want us to remember her by how she died though, but how she lived. She was caring, sweet, and compasionate. So, please, let us remember her by all she did for each and every one of us, and not by how she is today. Goodbye Jean, you will be missed."

Bobby sat back down in his seat, wiping away his tears. He felt especially vulnerable at the moment, he is usually seen as the "class clown". But just now he showed everybody he could be serious, and he cried. He usually tries to hide that side of himself. But not today. Not only did he fail Jean not not being there, Deadpool is also in a coma because he didn't get to him in time. Bobby tells himself that none of this is his fault. How was he to know that Jean was fighting to her death? How was he to know that there was a grenade in that box that blew him to pieces, preventing him form getting to Deadpool in time. Bobby just sits and hopes that things get a little better...

 

[MST3K 4ever]

Doom tired of these games. He knew that what he was about to do would put him through a great deal of physical pain, but that would be far better than being humilated by these pathetic gnats.

"Victor Von Doom bows to no one!"

With a snarl, Doom set on the jet propellers on his boots to full blast. Since he was upside-down, this sent him headfirst through the floor.

Staggering to his feet, Dr Doom realised he was in another lab. Quickly accessing his computer system, he triggered the self-destruct system. Doom would make his grand retreat, while these fools would die before they even knew what hit them. In five minutes, Castle Doom would be destroyed. But hopefully these meddlers would be going down with it...

Before Doom could finish his train of thought, he heard a crumbling sound overhead. He looked up just in time to see another section of ceiling overhead collapse. The rubble landed on top of Doom, sending him through another section of floor and leaving him buried in a pile of rubble in the floor beneath. Would be able to escape Castle Doom before the self-destruct sequence he initiated destroyed the place? Or would this be the end of Victor Von Doom?

OOC: Well, that's all the Doom I'll be writing for now. Kang and take over when he gets back. if he wants to continue as Doom, he can have Doom escape. If not, he can leave it open-ended, so someone else can take over if need be. Moving on, when will we have Mary-Jane's funeral? I want a chance to make my last post as Bullseye as well...

As Dr. Doom activated his jetboots Daredevil felt the vibrations coming from his feet and retracted the cable allowing Doom to go free. Looking towards Cap he said, "Sorry I had to do that. It was either that or get my arm ripped off and get dragged through the rafters. Besides my left shoulder is still not 100%. The main thing I regret about all of that Reed Richards wasn't around to see this. He would've printed up the picture and sent it out as a Christmas Card."

As Daredevil chuckled he felt a rumble within the ground. He said, "Cap this place is about to go belly up we need to get moving NOW!" Daredevil grabbed Cap and fired his cable to a tree outside the window and began to swing to a safe distance. Once they were far enough away Daredevil & Cap landed on solid ground. Daredevil asked, "I got one question. Spider-Man took the jet. How in the world are we going to get home?"

OCC: Okay I think this is a good stopping place for Daredevil for this season. We can safely assume that he and Cap found a way to get home. Warrior can post a reply and if he suggest a way home safely assume DD followed.

 

[Silver Sable]

Psylocke went up to Jean's coffin and places a rose on it

"I'll shall miss you jean" she said "I won't forget you"

She sits next to Bobby and puts her head on his shoulder and weeps

 

[DarkKnightJRK]

I knew I should have rented a tuxedo.

If it was bad enough that I already sticked out because I'm not well known here (that might be a good thing, because if they knew who I was, I may just be not liked), but I REALLY stick out because I have nothing else in my "wardrobe" that's not my normal hunting clothes. I'm the only one here with leather on. At least I'm wearing black, it would have really set of the wrong mood by wearing anything else.

I listen to the ceremony. I'm strangly haunted and moved by them. The people who were there truely loved this woman. A part of me hopes that when I go down someday, someone would be there to do the same for me.

I'm not sure if I could have gone up there to say something. I wasn't a family member or a team member, I'm just some guy who saw her for a while before her death and brought her to her family. So, I resolve to say it in my mind--kind-of fitting, actually, considering most of my talking to her was in telepathy.

'Jean Grey. I never knew you that well, hell, I'm not sure if you had known me the way I do, you might not have wanted to. But, in a way you've helped me. You see, I was just a lowly vampire hunter, I...well, I can't say I truely LIKE what I do, but I was content.

'Now that I think about it, I think you knew every thing that went on in my head. Hell, you were a telepath after all, when you accessed my mind you probably found out sh--things about me that even I didn't know. Yet you saw all of that inside, and you still trusted me to do the right thing.

'I think that's what the million-dollar answer is to the question that's been going in my head. Question: Why in the hell would "The Daywalker" want to come out and become part of the superhero world? Answer: Because someone trusted me to be able to do it.

'I think you've helped me, in your small way, on making me become more then I am. You gave me the thought that I could become better, not just as a hero, but as a MAN.

'That is the true fact I've discovered sitting here at this furneral. Seeing all these superheroes here mourning for their loss, crying, made me realize that these aren't just the tradictional superhero arch-type, they're real people who have real emotions and have made mistakes. That made me think: If these people can make mistakes and still be heroes, why can't I?

'Thank you, Jean Grey, for helping me to become a better man.'

OOC: I think I'll leave it at that for this season, because I can't think of anything more to put that can't happen until next season, and I wouldn't want to, because I think this is the best post I've written so far.

 

[Duker Jay]

Among the assembled superheroes, Ben Grimm stuck out like a sore thumb. Like always, it was his appearance that set him apart. Whereas these other individuals, who were at the same time endowed with terrific power, were able to hide their alter-egos, Ben could not. Despite being dressed in a custom-tailored designer suit, his physical differences were not easily hidden.

Earlier on, in his career as the ”ever-lovin’, blue-eyed Thing”, this would have bothered Ben…moreso than it did now. For the most part, he had come to accept the way he looked…and that it hadn’t changed who he was on the inside. And the people around him did the same.

(The fact that Beast and Blade were there--one big, blue and furry and the other decked out in leather from head to toe--helped.)

Not-so-deep-down, Ben had a heart…and like the rest of his body, it was bigger than most. He cared about what he did and he cared about the people close to him.

As his gaze fell on the casket, he couldn’t help but feel a twinge of responsibility. Although he didn’t know it at the time, while Ben was leaving Grand Central Station those days ago, Jean Grey was dying in a brutal attack. Maybe he should have followed them through those sewers…

But it was too late now.

At the same time, Ben wasn’t sure what to make of the whole thing. Being one of the members of a premier superhero team, he had seen a lot. And his mere proximity to Reed Richards gave a him a heightened knowledge of the world around him, whether he liked it or not. Ben knew that ”superheroes” rarely stayed dead…in fact, Jean Grey had been ”killed” before.

Looking around, though, Ben saw the sadness…he realized that, no matter how many times someone ”dies”, it will always be a moment for pause.

He imagined how he would feel if one of his teammates…his family, were to die. All the knowledge he had of people coming back to life would mean nothing if Sue Storm were the one laying in the casket.

Grimm lowered his head at the thought…he mourned the loss of Jean Grey and the twinge of responsibility swelled to guilt. Perhaps there was nothing he could have done, but he didn’t even try.

Over the four days of intense battle that the world had seen, Ben Grimm had grown weary…complacent, even. He found himself unwilling to do things he normally would have no problem doing…especially for his ”real” team.

But that wouldn’t happen again…

Reasserting a sentiment that had always been there, Ben vowed that, no matter what, he would do everything in his power to help those in need. He wouldn’t let his feelings or personal pride (as small as it was) get in the way of doing what was right…of him being the hero he has always been.

At that moment, he came to a decision…when this was over, and until Reed and Sue were back, the world needed a Fantastic Four.

Ben looked around the gathered heroes again…this time, with a different thought.

”So…who’s it gonna be?”

 

[Duker Jay]

OOC: Just a note to Warrior and MST3K 4ever, I think, since that fight with Doom took as long as the "2 or 3 days" the rest of us went through before this funeral, it seems reasonable to say that the fight ended days ago and, if you want, you could be at the funeral.

The two timelines moved at such drastically different speeds that I don't think you should necessarily be left out...unless you don't really care to attend, either way.

 

[Midnight Ice]

OOC: What ever happen to the human torch?

 

[Duker Jay]

OOC: I give up...what happened to him?

 

[Bat Child]

:::As Hero after Hero, Friend after friend, say their goodbyes, a light drizzle begins to fall. It does not stop everybody from paying respect though. A rumble is heard in the distance. Most people do not think much of it. But not Xavier. Xavier, in the middle of a conversation with Ororo, begins to wheel himself towards a hill in the yard of the mansion. "Professor?" -Strom says. He wheels to the top of the hill and others follow. Quicksilver, Cyclops, Strom, Thing, even the hunter Blade. They all look with amazment as to the far west, sitting with the clouds, is a beautiful woman. Surrounded by a glow. Wings of fire sprout from her back and she gives a smile to the people watching her. She turns around and flies away.:::

~Excuse me professor? Don't you think there are more important things right now? Like saving the world?~

OOC:Well. Thats it for Phoenix in Season I. I will see you all on the battlefront in Season II.

 

[nixonbat]

Retro Post:

Quicksilver had been politely chatting among the guests.

He walked over and chatted briefly with Ben Grimm. Light conversation, as the two have never been close. They've just kicked some of the same butts. heh.

He purposely left the hardest ones till last. Hank and Bobby. Finally Pietro got up his nerve and steeled himself to speak to the only team mates present that had fought beside, and known, Jean as long as he had.

"Hello Hank, Robert..." he said. The three exchanged polite pleasantries. Then they spoke of shared memories.

"I can remember, Robert, when we first fought. You were throwing snowballs at my sister. And you, Hank, were bouncing about trying to knock me out with your impression of a human pinball...." Pietro said, and all three of them chuckled. Pietro continued, " And it was Jean who finally put the pinch on me...even at such a young age, here telekinetics were a powerful force." Again the three men chuckled, but a little sadder this time.

Eventually it was time for everyone to take their seats. As Pietro moved over to his place, he noticed a silver haired gentleman. It was his father.......


OOC: want a spirited father/son characterization thing here batnkevlar, or should we skip it? I think it'd be a nice character touch...we both honor Jean, but have family issues that date back even longer than either of us have known her.....I'm game either way.