The "Ultimate Marvel" RPG Season VI IC Thread

[Matt Murdock]

He was right. We all have been more... distant as of late. Ever since what happened in Rumekistan. Since Winters... and most of it was my fault. It was me and Jean he was after. We were the ones he wanted to suffer, and because of that, we all suffered at the hand of that madman claiming to be my son... but that was all in the past. Now it's time to move past that and come together as a team again. To focus on the task at hand...

"It doesn't matter. I can guarantee that my team will be ready when the time comes. Right now, our number one priority is finding Xavie--"


"Deadpool!?"

Wilson? What the HELL is he doing here?

For once I had hoped that Storm was wrong, but she wasn't. It was Wade Wilson in the flesh, and now really wasn't a good time for him to be dropping in... So everyone of us in the room, X-Man and Brotherhood alike, got up from our seats and stood ready in case Wilson decided to attack. I myself wasted no time in placing my fingers on my visor's trigger, whilst Magneto's hand rippled with magnetic pulses...

"Wilson you have three seconds to tell me how and why you're here before I blast you're head clear off your shoulders..."

"Now is that any way to treat a guest, Cyke?"

My visor glowed brighter as I gritted my teeth and added the slightest pressure to the trigger.

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Deadpool!
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Chapter III

It's been more than two seconds since Cyclops made his threat. Silly X-Man not knowing how to count.

I leap into one of the now-vacant chairs and decide to spill my guts and tell the absolute truth.

"Well it's all very simple." I say. "I think I had sex with David Hasselhoff (I'm not really sure) and I felt all emasculated so I stole a motorcycle, bought lots of guns and swords and knives, and drove a few hours up here."

I blink a few times.

"So what's got you and the Brotherhood holding hands like it's the Fourth of Ju-ly"
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[Gallagher]

Reading Tony's message, I pushed any thoughts I had of this man aside for the time being. This was a time for relaxation and fun, not paranoia. Although with the lives we all lead, how could I not be the least bit suspicious? He may not be anyone I know, but he could be someone that would kill us in a moments notice. Which is why I'll be keeping my eye on him...

"You have a name, stranger?"

There was a strange feeling in the back of Donny's mind a mix of deja vu and trepidation. Nevertheless he extended a hand to the man in the front passenger seat.

"Donald, Donald Blake, most people call me Donny." He said shaking his hand enthusiastically. "I can't thank you enough for stopping. You know what it's like in the city, sometimes you just need to escape."

 

[Matt Murdock]

There was a strange feeling in the back of Donny's mind a mix of deja vu and trepidation. Nevertheless he extended a hand to the man in the front passenger seat.

"Donald, Donald Blake, most people call me Donny." He said shaking his hand enthusiastically. "I can't thank you enough for stopping. You know what it's like in the city, sometimes you just need to escape."

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Stark chuckled as the car started moving again.

"You like Pina Coladas?"

Everyone in the car stared at Stark, thinking he was making a reference to the 1979 Rupert Holmes song, "Escape."

"I'm not being cute." Stark assured the team, pulling bottles of imported rum, coconut, and pineapple juice from the brown paper bag at his side. "Delicious."

He started creating his concoction and looked at Donny. "Nice hair." He muttered.

 

[Gallagher]

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Stark chuckled as the car started moving again.

"You like Pina Coladas?"

Everyone in the car stared at Stark, thinking he was making a reference to the 1979 Rupert Holmes song, "Escape."

"I'm not being cute." Stark assured the team, pulling bottles of imported rum, coconut, and pineapple juice from the brown paper bag at his side. "Delicious."

He started creating his concoction and looked at Donny. "Nice hair." He muttered.

Donny turned to face the man sat beside him and looked quizzically.

"And who may you be?" He said, half a smile creeping onto his face.

 

[Matt Murdock]

Donny turned to face the man sat beside him and looked quizzically.

"And who may you be?" He said, half a smile creeping onto his face.

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"Name's Tony Stark. The cute one up front is Clint Barton and the other one is Steve Rogers."

He sipped his rum with half a smile on his face.

"You can figure them out for yourself."

 

[Gallagher]

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"Name's Tony Stark. The cute one up front is Clint Barton and the other one is Steve Rogers."

He sipped his rum with half a smile on his face.

"You can figure them out for yourself."

Tony Stark.

He managed to mull the name over for a moment before a wave of agonizing pain engulfed his head. He managed to stop himself screaming, grunting in pain he doubled over, grasping at his skull with his hands.

As the others in the car expressed their confusion and worry Donald Blake looked to the sky through the car's window, the once clear sky had been overrun with dark rumbling storm clouds. The radio flicked between stations at random as the windscreen wipers turned themselves on and off.

"Ow!" Yelped Clint Barton from the drivers seat. "I just got an electric shock off the damn radio, what the hell is going on back there?"

"Argh..." Groaned Blake, his head seconds away from splitting wide open, or at least thats how it felt. The flashes of fantasies or dreams or maybe they were memories, returned more vivid and clearer than ever. Gods, demons, villains, heroes. Soldiers... Armoured avengers...

The man known as Donald Blake, overcome by the pain, passed out, his breathing laboured his vision getting darker until he could see no more...

 

[Matt Murdock]

Tony Stark.

He managed to mull the name over for a moment before a wave of agonizing pain engulfed his head. He managed to stop himself screaming, grunting in pain he doubled over, grasping at his skull with his hands.

As the others in the car expressed their confusion and worry Donald Blake looked to the sky through the car's window, the once clear sky had been overrun with dark rumbling storm clouds. The radio flicked between stations at random as the windscreen wipers turned themselves on and off.

"Ow!" Yelped Clint Barton from the drivers seat. "I just got an electric shock off the damn radio, what the hell is going on back there?"

"Argh..." Groaned Blake, his head seconds away from splitting wide open, or at least thats how it felt. The flashes of fantasies or dreams or maybe they were memories, returned more vivid and clearer than ever. Gods, demons, villains, heroes. Soldiers... Armoured avengers...

The man known as Donald Blake, overcome by the pain, passed out, his breathing laboured his vision getting darker until he could see no more...

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Donald slumped over and his head collided with Stark's shoulder softly.

"Guys..." Stark said quietly as he pushed Donald upright in his seat. "The drifter's unconscious."

 

[Catman_prb]

Donald slumped over and his head collided with Stark's shoulder softly.

"Guys..." Stark said quietly as he pushed Donald upright in his seat. "The drifter's unconscious."

Clint paused and turned his head around slowly.

"Stark, I want you to listen very carefully. Do not rape that man," he said simply, before turning back to the road.

"If he dies we could always just dump him in the river," he added thoughtfully.

 

[Matt Murdock]

Clint paused and turned his head around slowly.

"Stark, I want you to listen very carefully. Do not rape that man," he said simply, before turning back to the road.

"If he dies we could always just dump him in the river," he added thoughtfully.

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Stark glared at the hobo next to him.

"It's not rape if you say 'surprise.'" He noted to the purple-clad driver.

 

[Catman_prb]

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Stark glared at the hobo next to him.

"It's not rape if you say 'surprise.'" He noted to the purple-clad driver.

Clint frowned.

"Well it is if you say surprise and he's unconscious," he muttered "Or if you say surprise and use rohypnol,"

 

[Matt Murdock]

Clint frowned.

"Well it is if you say surprise and he's unconscious," he muttered "Or if you say surprise and use rohypnol,"

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"Rohypnol is for amateurs." Stark said indignantly.

 

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"Rohypnol is for amateurs." Stark said indignantly.

"So the professionals use a club, duct tape and the phrase 'Hi, I'm Tony', do they?" Clint replied, nodding sagely.

 

[Matt Murdock]

"So the professionals use a club, duct tape and the phrase 'Hi, I'm Tony', do they?" Clint replied, nodding sagely.

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"We use alcohol, dammit!" Stark roared.

 

[Catman_prb]

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"We use alcohol, dammit!" Stark roared.

"We? So you admit that you're a multi-billionaire rapist? I should call the cops, Stark," his quick witted friend smirked.

 

[Matt Murdock]

"We? So you admit that you're a multi-billionaire rapist? I should call the cops, Stark," his quick witted friend smirked.

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Stark grunted and glanced over at Donny.

"What kind of ass-hole flags down a car and then has a seizure, anyway?"

 

[Catman_prb]

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Stark grunted and glanced over at Donny.

"What kind of ass-hole flags down a car and then has a seizure, anyway?"

Clint shrugged.

"Maybe he overdosed when you weren't looking," he said.

 

[Matt Murdock]

Clint shrugged.

"Maybe he overdosed when you weren't looking," he said.

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Stark stroked his beard.

"The hell he did." Stark mused aloud. "He hardly moved..."

 

[Catman_prb]

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Stark stroked his beard.

"The hell he did." Stark mused aloud. "He hardly moved..."

Clint turned his head to the right.

"Or maybe it was Silent Steve's face?" he pondered thoughtfully.

 

[Matt Murdock]

Clint turned his head to the right.

"Or maybe it was Silent Steve's face?" he pondered thoughtfully.

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Stark clutched a bag of chips in his hands and smiled.

"That's always possible."

 

[Catman_prb]

Stark clutched a bag of chips in his hands and smiled.

"That's always possible."

"C'mon Steve, why aren't you talking?" Clint asked in a sing-song voice.

"Maybe he thinks he's better than us," he wondered, then paused.

"Scratch that, he's better than you by default, Stark,"

 

[Matt Murdock]

"C'mon Steve, why aren't you talking?" Clint asked in a sing-song voice.

"Maybe he thinks he's better than us," he wondered, then paused.

"Scratch that, he's better than you by default, Stark,"

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Stark nodded and leaned forward between his two teammates.

"He hasn't had sex with Marisa Miller, though."

 

[Venom160]

Deadpool!
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Chapter III

It's been more than two seconds since Cyclops made his threat. Silly X-Man not knowing how to count.

I leap into one of the now-vacant chairs and decide to spill my guts and tell the absolute truth.

"Well it's all very simple." I say. "I think I had sex with David Hasselhoff (I'm not really sure) and I felt all emasculated so I stole a motorcycle, bought lots of guns and swords and knives, and drove a few hours up here."

I blink a few times.

"So what's got you and the Brotherhood holding hands like it's the Fourth of Ju-ly"
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I try and block out Deadpool as he explains why he broke into our home. His grating cartoony voice starts to chip away at what little patience I have at the moment.

"So what's got you and the Brotherhood holding hands like it's the Fourth of Ju-ly"

Finally I turn my gaze to Deadpool not bothering to reign in my hatred for him.

"Frankly it's none of your ****ing business. Now go crawl back under your rock so we can decide how we're all gonna die...."

 

[Matt Murdock]

I try and block out Deadpool as he explains why he broke into our home. His grating cartoony voice starts to chip away at what little patience I have at the moment.

"So what's got you and the Brotherhood holding hands like it's the Fourth of Ju-ly"

Finally I turn my gaze to Deadpool not bothering to reign in my hatred for him.

"Frankly it's none of your ****ing business. Now go crawl back under your rock so we can decide how we're all gonna die...."

Deadpool!
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Chapter IV

I snort.

"There's the can-do spiirit you X-Men are known for." My growl is directed right at Angel. "I want in."
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[Blacklight]

I try and block out Deadpool as he explains why he broke into our home. His grating cartoony voice starts to chip away at what little patience I have at the moment.

"So what's got you and the Brotherhood holding hands like it's the Fourth of Ju-ly"

Finally I turn my gaze to Deadpool not bothering to reign in my hatred for him.

"Frankly it's none of your ****ing business. Now go crawl back under your rock so we can decide how we're all gonna die...."

"First off, no one's going to die. Second: Enough of your games, Deadpool. Unless you can say anything that can help us with our current predicament then I suggest you take your leave, before I let my friends here tear you to pieces..."

 

[Matt Murdock]

"First off, no one's going to die. Second: Enough of your games, Deadpool. Unless you can say anything that can help us with our current predicament then I suggest you take your leave, before I let my friends here tear you to pieces..."

Deadpool!
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Chapter V

"First of all, if nobody's going to die, the threat of being shredded to bits isn't too terrifying." I mutter before glaring at the X-Men and Brotherhood, "Whatever's big enough to get you two working together must be big enough that you need an extra pair of hands or, in this case, guns."

"And knives." I add.

"A...and bombs... grenades... daggers... swords..."
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