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 Posted: Fri Jul 11, 2014 11:22 pm
"I thought this place is empty! Where do you guys keep coming from I can't hear your heartbeat?!"
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Posted: Mon Oct 27, 2014 7:34 am
Time Skip! [The following characters are being moved to the Helicarrier: Phil Coulson, Warmachine, Arell l'Amour, Rocket Raccoon, Jonah Hex, Songbird, Green Arrow. A number of survivors and prisoners will also been transported. And it just occurred to me that the helicarrier needs a name.....I could name it Enterprise....]
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Posted: Tue Oct 28, 2014 8:31 pm
 Sitting glass walled office onboard the SHIELD helicarrier Enterprise (sorry, I couldn't resist), Melissa Gold sat in costume next to Green Arrow humming to herself. Below them outside the glass window facing them, Songbird observed the SHIELD operatives manning the many stations on the bridge to run and direct the Enterprise. Also observed was Director Phil Coulson conferring with several officers from the circular center of the bridge. Turning her gaze to the left, the former Thunderbolt viewed the clouds that the helicarrier was majestically flying over. The sounds of a jet fighter taking off draws Melissa's attention, briefly catching sight of the Super Hornet taking off from the flight deck, making a slight dip out of view, and then reappearing in a climb upward above the flight deck swiftly disappearing from sight. Glancing back to Green Arrow, Songbird spoke up, “Well... I hope for our sakes, this Director Coulson will be easier to deal with than Dum Dum or Nick Fury was. How do you read Coulson, GA?”
Meanwhile, the terrible trio of Arell L'Amour, Jonah Hex and Rocket Raccoon were being escorted to the same conference room.
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Posted: Tue Oct 28, 2014 9:14 pm
Oliver Queen, The Green Arrow.
To say that Oliver was impressed by the Helicarrier was a huge understatement. Sure it wasn't a satellite in space, but it was certainly much more mobile. And it wasn't as massive of a target. Batman had considered many people to send as a representative of the Justice League to this organization known as S.H.I.E.L.D he chose Green Arrow to do the job. Mainly because he was the most normal and amiable member besides maybe the Flash.
Currently though, he was sitting with Songbird, who was humming to herself as they waited for Director Coulson to get in touch with them. She asked him a question and he turned his head to listen. About Coulson, hmmmmm what could he say about the man? The most he talked to him was when after the attack on the I.O. base and mostly then it was brief. But it was enough for him to have a first impression of this man.
"He seems friendly, and is easy to deal with. I have a feeling he's going to be a pretty good leader and we should have no problems with him."
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Posted: Thu Oct 30, 2014 6:02 pm
Melissa smirked back at Oliver, leaning back in her chair in a bit of a stretch. After tending to some sore muscles, Songbird leaned forward to gaze at her companion in the windowed conference room, "So, what do you want to talk about, while we're waiting on this briefing? Now since the excitement is over, we could get to know each other a little better if you'd like. And ... I would like to thank you for watching my back in the canyon."
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Posted: Sat Nov 01, 2014 10:19 am
Meanwhile, down the hall . . . there was a group being escorted to the meeting room. They were surrounded by folks in business attire, but unlike them, they didn't have the duds, but those dudes meant business.
The first man, dressed in tattered clothing, reminiscent of a Civil War veteran, in grey clothing, dark jeans, a pair of boots and a belt with three letters inscribed on it: CSA. This was no wanna-be Confederate though . . . this man was Jonah Hex, a gunslinger known and FEARED. He rolled a cigarette and lit it after taking a swig of what I assume is the most potent batch of rotgut whiskey ever brewed in a still. He passed the flask over to . . .
A man a little taller than he was, dressed in a black leather jacket, a t-shirt with the sleeves rolled up (containing a pack of Lucky Strike cigarettes), cowboy hat adorned with alligator teeth in the band, a pair of beat-up jeans and cowboy boots. A knife was sheathed on a belt sheath he had, his belt adorned with a rodeo buckle. He took a long hearty swig and shook his head a little bit. This was the Ragin' Cajun of Breaux Bridge, Mr. Arell L'amour. He passed the flask over to . . .
A way smaller Raccoon walking on his hind legs. He wore a jumpsuit and sneered a little. Oddly enough, for a raccoon, he looked and acted VERY human . . . almost like Joe Pesci's role from "Goodfellas." He took a swing before letting out a large, operatic belch before tossing the flask behind his back, which Hex caught in mid-air. This was no mere hard-drinkin', pissed off raccoon. This was the Galaxy's maverick mercenary, Rocket Raccoon. He sneered a little bit as they were walking.
It was clear that they were somewhat . . . enforcers.
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Posted: Tue Nov 04, 2014 5:45 pm
*In the streets right below the SHIELD heli carrier*
[Enter Pyroman from New York City]
Pyro-Man: ok there is it!
Maria: but how do we get up there?
Pyro-Man: leave that to me.
*Pyro-Man climbs his way up to the tallest building in the area*
Maria: awww snap i know what your thinking.
Pyro-Man: alright get ready PYRO CHARGE!! HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
Maria: you dont really need to do that dragon ball z chargeing motion
Pyro-Man: HAAAAAAAAAA YESSSSS I DO, SHUT UPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!! *Fire Surrounds his hands*
Maria: ready for launch!!
Pyro-Man:*forceing his hands down* PYRO LAUNCH!!! *blasts off towards the helicarrier using his pyro arts as propulsion*
Maria: WAHOOOOOOOOOOO
*Pyro-Man flies above it*
Maria: AH were to high, do something!
Pyro-Man*dropping back to earth*: YOGA ORA!! *hands extends and grab hold of the edge of the sky deck*
Maria: phew, that was too close
*Now onboard the SHIELD heli carrier*
Pyro-Man surprised k so the Doc said the books should be around here.
Maria: most likely in their wepons vault.
Pyro-Man: hmmmm were going to need to disguise our leves.... activate under cover mode!!
*Maria shifts around his body and turns in to a Autlentic Shield Uniform*
Pyro-Man: alright lets slip on in all spy style....
Maria: ha Team Fortress 2... we should play that when we get home, i miss that game.
*Pyro-man makes his way in to the helicarrier following more agents*
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Posted: Wed Nov 05, 2014 9:40 am
Oliver Queen, The Green Arrow.
"Hmmm, what should we talk about?" Oliver asked and he pondered the statement, examining one of the many arrows in his quiver and returning it before he answered, "Well for starters, I suppose I should ask about the most obvious thing about you, and it's not the pink hair. I've been around the block long enough and have seen many different kinds of metahumans. Your codename suggests a sonic based ability, but it's nothing like my old friend Black Canary's. In fact, I would say you have more in common with my other old buddy Hal Jordan, the first human Green Lantern. How in the world did that come to be?"
It was quite curious, but it was also a good way to pass the time while Director Coulson finishes his business.
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Posted: Wed Nov 05, 2014 4:33 pm
 Melissa thought about the question posed to her, but wasn't sure how to respond. While she thought about how to begin, she almost seemed to chew her lower lip. When Mel stopped, she relaxed and just tried to explain -- even though she knew her past would come up. Songbird needed to know whether she could trust this man, being keenly aware of her own trust issues. Songbird leaned forward and decided to cast the die and see where it landed.... "First off, you should know that I've made several mistakes in my life. I fell in with the wrong crowd, just so that I wouldn't be alone. My mom had left me, and I never knew my dad. My first boyfriend was a thief, who was caught with stolen items in his house -- and somehow got off by pinning it all on me. That put me in the system... I think I was fourteen at the time. That was when I ended up with my sonic ability. That was when I was used (and abused) by different villains -- including a man I thought I loved called Angar the Screamer. Like an love-starved idiot, I followed him...
"One day in Colorado, Angar decided to hit a bank. We got in and out, but he was fatally shot... I ... screamed in anguish for ... for forever and blew my vocal chords. A master villain called Baron Zemo showed up and collected me, and had another associate of his rebuild my vocal chords using tech to create hard sound constructs. Zemo had this big plan to pose as new heroes to gain the public trust in a scheme to take over the world.
"This was when I went from being Screaming Mimi to Songbird. Zemo created the Thunderbolts to pretend to be heroes. But a funny thing happened, several of us ... liked being heroes for a change. Being thanked for being there, instead of people running screaming. For me, that was the first time that I ever felt ... good about myself, that I actually liked myself. Of course, when we stopped Zemo, it all came crashing down. Ever since, I've tried to ... keep on the right path, to make amends for my past.
"I have no idea what you may think of me now. I hope you don't judge me because of my mistakes that I have done..."Groganofthewasteland Sorry about being silent, caught between work and school. gonk (And I need to prep for two tests. When I'm done I'll post some more then.)
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Posted: Thu Nov 06, 2014 11:08 am
Its in S.H.I.E.L.D.'s research lab likely to uncover what power it may have to be used as a weapon.
That weapon is consuming untold amounts of hatred and anger and will be unstoppable by morning.
I apologise that i cannot join you im on a medical tour in haiti till next week please understand.
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Posted: Thu Nov 06, 2014 1:53 pm
Rocket sneered a little bit as they neared the meeting room. "About freakin' time we got here. The hell are these bald assholes doing building ships this large if we ain't even gonna go into SPACE with 'em?!" Rocket growled as Arell fumbled for his lighter, smirking.
"Aww, dat's just how SHIELD kinda does its thang from what I figgah." Arell explained as Rocket snickered.
"'Doin' its thang' and overcompensating for a lousy-a** space cruiser are two different things, Eastwood. You oughta come to MY neck of the woods." Rocket said as Hex looked at them confused.
"Hey, where I come from, ships stayed on the WATER. This is a step up for me!" Hex growled as they walked in.
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Posted: Thu Nov 06, 2014 1:56 pm
Wait a sec, you guys aren't playing as Doctor Strange, are you? That's Elesariin's character, and there aren't any new profiles in the threads to say any one else took him over. He's not a NPC.
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Elmira of Elkwood Captain
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Posted: Fri Nov 07, 2014 10:09 pm
*on the way to the research lab, Pyro-Man still disguised as a normal
S.H.I.E.L.D agent*
Maria: ok the sign says this way..... say Lee?
Pyro-Man: yeah?
Maria: you think that voice in your head is really legit?
Pyro-Man:....*stops walking* what you getting at?
Maria: im just saying.... what if it isent really Doctor Strange, i mean
Pyro-Man*walks up and activates the elevator*: im going to stop you right there, of course its Strange
Maria: Strange as in?
Pyro-Man: the hero not the adjective *gets on the elevator and presses the button to the lab floor*
Maria: i dont know Lee, this all seems pretty fishy
Pyro-Man: Maria we dont have time for doubts, Shuma Gorath is out there wrecking up the place, plus i got were running out of time, my mom still think im on turk businesses on the boardwalk, so we have 4 hours to get these books and get back to WildWood. Cant this elevator go any faster! * slams hand on the side*
Maria: Lee, calm down!
Pyro-Man: sorry, im just kind of on edge, i mean were smack dab on the middle of SHIELD HQ, your a symbiote and the odds do not look in our favor
*The Elevator stops*
Maria: oh were ....wait 6 more floors.
*two Shield agents step in, Agent Apollo and Agent Cunningham*
Pyro-Man: oh s**t!
Maria: oh s**t indeed, act natural!
Agent Apollo: hey, you here Green Arrow is onboard, i think i might get his autograph you know..for my neice
Agent Cunningham: yeah, but did you see that Hex? mmmm i have a thing for cowboys
Apollo: oh please, half of that dudes face looks like had a binary stroke heh heh heh, now did you see that chick with the pink and white hair, i mean damn!! she real zesty in the chesty, almost as big as Hall's.
Agent Cunningham: *punches Apollo in the arm* pffff you pig
Apolllo: ha *notices Pyro-Man still disguised as a Normal Agent* oh hey, you hear whats going on downtown
Pyro-Man:uhhhh uhhhh y-yeah but im heading down to get ready!
Apollo: well best of luck noobie
Cunningham: same here, first mission?
Apollo: of couse it is, look he keeps the helmate on... he is in that paranoid state so far
*DING*
Apollo: oops, this is our floor, good luck kid, you'll need it.
*the 2 agents leave*
Pyro-Man: that was too close.
*our heroes arive to the floor, and begin searching the research lab*
Maria: now if i was a iron clad book where would i be.
*after a few minutes of looking around Pyro-Man finds them*
Pyro-Man: AH HA!! *grabs the books*
Maria: Lee wait stop!
*SUDDENLY ALARM GOOSE OFF ALL OVER THE BASE*
Maria: damnit, i told you to wait a second!
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Posted: Fri Nov 07, 2014 10:30 pm
Oliver Queen, The Green Arrow.
Well she was quite the sob story. Of course he hasn't been the most shiny of heroes. He's just a rich kid with thrill issues and libertarian viewpoints. Lord knows how many times he and Hal had debates when the elections came around, even though they were the best of friends. Hearing her story though made him feel some sympathy towards her plight. So when she finished giving a summary of her life he simply shrugged and answered.
"Hey, I haven't been the paragon of virtue either, Chickadee, I have no right to judge you. I had to shoot one of my best friends in the heart because he went nuts and tried to remake the universe. And then there was my ward Roy Harper. And then my own married life with Dinah. And I don't even have to mention Prometheus. I haven't been squeaky clean either, and there have been times that I thought of slipping into the dark side, and I broke my own vow of not killing multiple times."
"What I think about you is your human. We all make mistakes. It's what we do afterwards that defines who we are. It's what separates us from some of the lunatics we fight."
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