X-Men

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I am Glad Thats Is Seteld For Now I will Kepp up With My Bad guys. As For Punctioation Ill work On it The Best I can. And I hope That A Crossove Isn't tottely Out Of the Question But, I do agree that the way my colleeg Pm Went about it did get A littel Confusing. But Hopefully We can Work Out A Way ibn the Future To Do it. For now I think your Wright in You Disicsion maniac . My Next Post WIll Be of relation To the Story
 
(ooc. I have an idea...We don't resume this until Tuesday, and for now....if we can adjust some things...such as...

Now that Storm is a bad guy, ya know, she was brainwashed, I never said who did it. How about the mastermind plan is to brainwash as many mutants as possible, and they figured if Storm could be brainwashed, so could the others. She is on a mission right now to take down as many mutants as possible. There are so many ways that we can incorporate that into a mastermind plan and make a huge difference in the thread. Also keep in mind that there are mainly good guys, and I am playing ICE and egads, I have Elektra as well at your disposal. I am willing to do a collaboration, and BLACK WIDOW is a real good friend of mine, who said that she would be willing also to join in the collaboration after she is done playing with Spiderman, though she just informed me she doesn't wanna stop playing with Spiderman. Just pm me guys, and it would be wise if we started up on Tuesday, just to give a day to get things settled after Turkey day, or contact me via messanger
MSN=monique444444@icqmail.com
aim- Body Goddesss
icq 78849359
or contact me here, but I don't wanna spoil any surprises
 
As I have only one character, I would like to volunteer for the role of Master of the bad guys. I already have something interesting in mind. Trust me, it'll be good.
 
Bastard

(I'm guessing taht the Danger Room is currently unoccupied. If I'm wrong, let me know. I can erase this)

"Okay," she said, "Keep your eyes open and your mind clear."
I nodded to her.
"Sure you're ready?"
I nodded again, "Yeah. Let's just get this moving."
The scene around us was that of a street, bare, but filled with debris. A wind swept past, carrying litter with it, old disposeable coffee cups and newpapers.
I watched her as she paced in front of me, facing me, her arms held out to either side, ready to pounce. She was wearing her action wear now, her tight body suit. I tried to keep my mind on her stature, but it kept drifting back to her...well, to places it didn't belong. I knew I should have finished training before puberty hit.
She leapt at me, her arms reaching for my head. I ducked, grabbing each by the wrist and rolling backward, feet planted in her abdomen, tossing her backward toward the brick wall there. She managed to get far enough around to cushion the blow with her feet, then flipped over backward, landing on her feet, facing the opposite direction. SHe'd turned around before I could blink and was heading back at me again.
I jabbed at her this time. She dodged her head, causing me to miss, then grabbed my arm and twisted it back at the elbow. I grimaced in pain as she used this grip to throw meonto my back.
Not letting her step backward, I grabbed her wrist as she released her grip and reached out with my other hand, the elbow still aching, to grab her nearest foot, then kipped up onto both feet and pulled her closer. I let go of her hand and used that arm to pull her closer to me, pinning our chests together, then pulled at the foot and swept one leg beneath her to take out her other leg. When she landed, I fell flat on top of her.
"Well?" I asked, unable to keep from smiling. This was exactly what my mind had been drifting off to, except for the clothes.
"Not bad, Sugar," she said, smiling, "Not bad at all."
My smile widened at the sight of hers, and I wondered if, after all those years of keeping my whole bad-ass reputation in check, I was actually blushing.
"You know what, Honey?" She asked. "There's been something I've been meaning to tell you for quite some time."
"Oh, yeah?"
She looked shyly away, then looked to me again, her smile full, cheeks slightly rosy.
"Well, you see, you always were a pretty good student..."
"Yeah."
"You knew your stuff fairly well in the classroom, and you stood out like few other students could in the training room. But there was something else I noticed about you..."
SHe glanced away again then. My heart leapt in my chest. Could she be saying...?
"Well," she began, one hand running up my abdomen toward my chest, carressing the muscle. "you're unlike the other students in one incredibly strong way."
Her hand was gripping my pec then, the other hand coming up to meet it.
"How's that?"
I'd given in to her already, that quickly.
Without warning, she'd gripped my shirt, pressed my weight into the air, rolled her legs against her chest and kicked me off of her, sending me flying high against the brick wall and falling into a garbage bin, the lid falling shut behind me.
I lay there, dazed, stunned by how she'd suckered me in. The trash bin disappeared around me and I was laying on the floor of the Danger room. Rouge walked over to me.
"That one thing," she explained, "Is that your concentration is always where it shouldn't be. You should have been thinking about an entirely different kind of strategic positioning in that particular scenario."
I climbed to my feet, dusting off. "I know."
"Do you? The first thing you need to learn is that the world owes you nothing, and most of the time, no matter how busy your life is, you have to dedicate yourself to what you're doing instead of letting your arrogance tell you you have better things to do."
I looked up at her, at first getting angry, then i saw the look on her face. She meant it. SHe wasn't scolding me or blaming me for being a certain way. She cared whether or not I developed further and was trying to help me. i felt foolish then.
I nodded, lowering my head a little. She reached out and hooked her fingers under my chin, lifting my head until my eyes met hers.
"And don't lower your head," she said, "You don't owe anyone an apology for that but yourself. Change it, don't be ashamed."
I smiled, my pride still hurt, but otherwise fine.
"Yes, Ma'am," I replied.
 
Lord

gosh u guyz type to much....i dont spend much time reading each post so i usualy skip over th elong ones and get lost so...scuse me if i get lost every now and than
 
Introducing: Hardcore and Adrenalyn

(From Hardcore's perspective)

"Well, have you?"
Again, the man didn't answer. He just stared at her. She stared back for a moment.
"Perhaps not," she said, finally, the man actually becoming more at ease at having the silence broken. Odd, given the circumstances.
"Well, try and imagine this. I'll try and keep this brief, but i tend to go on about such things. I was thirteen years old when my parents abandoned me. My PARENTS. Can you believe that? Just because I wasn't what you might call a normal child. They left me in an old car in front of a mini-mall, waiting for them to come out, which they never did. I lived on the streets for almost five months, stealing and hiding from police, hoping I would never have to sell my body, and unsure if I even could, being a little unusual. They could tell I was, and they seemed to hate me for it. I found out about this place then, a school for awkward children like myself, and I felt that I'd finally been saved. But they weren't much better to me. They made fun of me, just because I was so skinny. I started to eat more, trying to gain weight, and found that eating was a good way for me to deal with the stress I'd been through, but then I gained too much weight. Then they made fun of me, calling me fat and laughing. Then, as i lost the wieght and got back to normal, my powers began to mature and I started to have uncontrolled spurts of energy, moving around the room at an excessive speed. I thought this would impress them, but they laughed at that too, and they started calling me 'Hyperactive Girl,' like that was a name befitting one such as I. All of them laughed at me. I felt dejected, totally unwanted. I've never really gotten over that."
SHe stared at the man again, who stared back, is eyes wide with fear and confusion. She looked at her feet then, seeming to feel some of what she'd been saying on a truly genuine level, as if talking about it took her back there to the taunting again. When she looked up again i couldn't see her face, but the man recoiled.
"Oh, well," she said, "I guess you just don't get any of this." She shrugged. "I feel better having talked about it, though. If that conforts you any..."
She stood then, kicking her chair away. The man began to shake.
"They don't know who they attacked or what they've made of me, or even the full extent of my abilities, but they will."
She smiled then, glancing back at me over one shoulder. That was my cue. I stood up, lifting my weapon from the table in front of me and moving a few steps closer, waiting.
"Time to get on with the show," she told him, "Now hold still, and I won't make this any worse than it has to be."
SHe stepped closer to him, kneeling in front of him and reaching out to grab his head between her hands. SHe lowered her head and closed her eyes. A moment later, both tensened suddenly. He let out a groan, his mouth falling slack.
I waited, impatient, ready to leave a few minutes ago. THis usually didn't tak etoo long, but she had a flair for the dramatic. After only a few seconds, she pulled her hands away and stood, taking in a deep breath.
"Got it?" I asked.
SHe nodded. "Terrorists. They seem so intelligent, getting away with all that mischief, but he really didn't know all that much. It was useful though. With his knowledge, I can do a good bit more damage, even if we use it in a better arena."
"Let's kill him and get out of here, before his men realize where we took him."
"Nervous, Hardcore?" She asked smiling.
I smiled back. She knew I'd prefer a fight. "Nope, but I'd rather we weren't found out just yet. If your old friends know we're around, it'll take the surprise out of the whole thing."
"Let's go," she said, already heading for the door.
"What about him?"
He shrugged. "Let him go."
"What? What for?"
"Why kill him, it's outside of our objective."
"Why let him live? These fuckers are the scum of the Earth. They kill innocents. That's not our objective."
SHe thought about this. "Okay, but quick and painless."
I chuckled. "How about just quick?"
SHe smiled and exited, leaving me to it.
I watched her go, eyeing her lovely swaying hips as she went, then turned to the man in the chair, raising my gun.
"I'd say it's been nice knowing you, but..."
I went to work.

OOC: I'll post their profiles later...I'm still working out some of the fine details on these two. And Lord, sorry about the posts...I suffer from literary elephantitis.
 
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Character Profile: Adrenalyn

Character Profile

Name: Alana DeVoe
AKA: Adrenalyn

Gender: Female
Age: 21
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 115 lbs. (5% body fat)

Character bio: Abandoned by her parents at the onset of her unusual behaviors, Alana was enrolled at Xavier's Academy at the age of thirteen, having been taken there by a stranger, who happened to be an old friend of Xavier's. Unable to cope with the parental abandonment, as well as the constant negative attention of her schoolmates, Alana quickly became a loner, and grew quiet, shying away from her schoolmates. After graduation, Alana disappeared, traveling the country and finding that the world outside was cold to her, disapproving of her mutant abilities. She grew colder still, and developed a hatred for the world around her, and an even stronger hatred for Xavier and her old classmates, some of whom have become X-Men.

Abilities: Physically, Alana's only strength is her speed. She has the ability to move at high speeds, even when doing menial jobs. She has compared her own speed to that of the Flash, but that information is highly disputable. She also has a well-above high intelligence, and is telepathic, though not your normal telepath. Using physical contact as a means, Alana can obtain the knowledge of others with little effort and at a fast pace.

Physical description: As Adrenalyn, she wears a body suit which is yellow and black, the yellow appearing as though it is fire burning from her feet up. She has long, dark red hair to mid thigh and bright blue eyes. No tattoos or distinguishing marks are visible.

OOC: Let me know if this is too close to some other characters or whatnot. I know the basic X_Men, but not too many other Marvel characters.
 
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OOC: Alright here's my new character.

Name: Michael Nomac

Alias: Rantic

He is composed of a liquidy/metallic substance, think Colossus meets T-1000. Since he's metallic he's suseptable to magnetism.

He was an agent for S.H.I.E.L.D, training under Nick Fury. After his best friend was killed during a mission, he went awall and sought out the X-men for a career change, but S.H.I.E.L.D after him because they think he stole some experimental equipment when he left.
 
Hardcore

We arrived back at the base the next day, the night's work behind us, and one less terrorists in the world. Once there, I went to my room and lay down for a little rest.
At 7:00 pm, Circuit woke me up and led me into the conference room, where the others waited. Each was here for their own reasons, and we were all fairly different, at least in terms of personality, but together we made a fine team. I liked that.
I sat down in my usual place, next to where Adrenalyn sat at the head. Opposite the table was Myst. She smiled at me. I nodded back.
"Okay," Adrenalyn began, looking around the room. There were eight of us altogether, with two empty seats at the table, bringing about a total of ten. Circuit sat to my left, watching Adrenalyn over my shoulder. That always made me nervous.
"Tonight is the night we make ourselves seen. Who's ready for the challenge?"
She smiled wide, knowing we all were.
 
(ooc. no pooh, I Just got really really pissed off when a post was made and it fit perfectly into a plot. Ya know, with Role Playing you roll with the punches and if the punch fits nicely...well GO WITH IT. Not you, I am not yellin at you. I was just utterly and completely frustrated and got sick of it. I honestly think this thread MAY have died, but, maybe a new one can be made. Not sure. I am still in, I just have no clue how to respond with my next post, I need your help getting the ball rolling. I am sorry.)
 
Wild Card , Logan Retun To Westchester

OOC: Black Widow I Am Sorry for Causing you Problems Just IgNor Panthor And the Brood

IC:
Panthor And The Brood

"Dark Beast Now that We Have shown Some Power We Should PrePare For When the X-Men Come To stop us , I want you And Valyuer to Fix Some surprizes. Greed You And Jugernot Take these explosives And rigg All The Exits And the entrences"

They all go And do as they were orderd Mean WileBack at westchester

Wild Card

A small jet Lands at Xaviers School For Gifted youngsters.

wild Card And Logan Wall out Of The jet "HAy Ill met you later for drinks pop. I have to meat Beast for A Cheeck up Thats Why I came Back."

Logan Just Nods .

Half way to The med lab Profeser X Voice comes on to the Sound System of the school ~ Would Mainac, Storm, Timbomb, Lava Wolverien, And WIld Card Report to The Redy Room Emeditly~
 
Rantic got finished working out in the danger room. He was walking back to his room when he heard Xavier call a group over to the ready room. Xavier came out of his office and headed to the ready room, Rantic stopped him, "Hey professor, how about letting me get a crack at this mission. I am a trained shield agent. Besides, the more the merrier right?

OOC: If you want a better idea of my character check out the villian in the xavier files backup story for Maverick in X-men 4.
 
Timebomb heard his name over the PA. He glided to the med lab, ahead of even the professor. He created a chair for himself, and lay down in it.
 
Kaine Reilly And DemonSpide

Kaine Reilly
Hero Name: Spider
Bio: He Came Out Of Maximum Clonage, At First He Was Geneticly Deteirating Than he was turnd evil Now he has been fixed He Now Spotes the last Name of the Only other stabel Peter Parker Clone: Ben Reilly now Kaine Reilly Hopes That by doneing Ben Raile's Spider-man Costume And the Name "The Spider" He Can Atone For His past sins
Powers:Same As Spider man Except that He has been desine with more strangth And agility
His Costum is that of the Ben reilly Spider-Man With the addition of the Shirt and Belt From the Scarlet sPider Costume
Kain Has Long Brown Hair Other than That He Looks Like Peter parker

DemonSpide
Rell name Unknown
He is Black With red Marks (picture DarthMaul Just No Horns)
He His Stronger Than Juggarnot, Faster And Mor agile Than Spider man He can Allso Climb walls And Creat A typ of Burning Webing That shoots From His Hands
He Wears no Costum All he wears is A Loin cloth
 
If it's possible for a new character?

OOC: If it is at all possible. I'd like to bring in a character that I had in the original MSH RPG.

Real Name: Joseph Turpin
Code name: Jack Frost
Race: Mutant
Powers: able to cover himself in a layer of ice (aka Iceman) but not fully transform. To create hard ice balls and daggers for attacking and throwing. Same tensile strength, as a normal knife or good dagger just made out of ice instead. Can control the temp in a 100' area. Also in a VERY limited form can create a wind storm. Localized and eminating from his body and going out to a max of the 100'. He can use this in conjunction with hie controling cold ability to create an almost blizzard like wind affecting one person or object.

Joseph walked out of the universitys meteorlogy lab. He had been asked to go north again to check on a situation that might be brewing up in the north-east mountains of Canada. Seems there was a localized weather pattern developing that didn't fit any of the forecast models. It was getting colder up there by the day and not seeming to be moving, either with or against the jet stream. Kucky for him he kept a small over-night bag in the trunk of his old beat-up Plymouth for these so-called emergencies.

After driving to the airport and getting the ticket to the local city up there. He climbed aboard the Davis Airways flight leaving La Guardia and settled down for a nap.

"Probably just some faulty weather radar or false info coming off of the satellites the U.S. Weather Service has watching the upper North American continent." he thought as his brain shut down for the 2 hour flight north. He was asleep before the tires left the runway.

North.....

" I need more food", thought the creature." There isn't enough heat here. I must get to warmth so I can feed.".......
 
OOC: Rayv, about Demonspide. I think that you are getting carried away. "More strength than the Juggernaut? That's stronger than two venoms combined. More agile than spderman? No one can beat him. It's just too godlike for me at least.
 
Bastard

Rouge went to get a few things from her office while I waited in the empty classroom. All this time, and here I was back in another classroom, learning History again? I laughed at that.
She wandered in then,seeing me laughing and asking, "What's on your mind, Sugar?"
"Nothing much, " I responded, "Just thinking too much, i guess."
SHe grinned, "I didn't think that'd be a problem with you, Hon. Now, let's get started."
SHe dropped a large book on the desk in front of me.
"The Korean Conflict...let's discuss that."


OOC: Hey Hasufel...good character, but we've got a character who goes by Joseph, so maybe use his mutant name instead, to avoid mix-ups...
 
Joseph stood there still utterly confused by the behavior that was being shown by Storm and he wanted to see what was happening with her. He was about to ask her another question but before he could he heard his name being called over the PA system. He turned and ran away from her, leaving her to her little storm and getting a little wet in the process before running into the main building.

He heard his name being called again and called out, "I'm coming! I'm coming!"
He ran down the hallways, trying to avoid contact with anyone as his shoulder was beginning to ache. He ran into the main office and was surprised to see Marrow standing there waiting for him. He looked up at Marrow who was shaking his head and began to say something but before he could Marrow raised a hand and said, "Okay kid, I guess you are wondering why I called you here. It is simple, you did well with the Magneto simulation- you were very lucky. But luck is only going to get you so far and it is going to be my honor to personally train you until you don't need luck anymore. But there is one thing that has to be done first, your shoulder."

Joseph sighed loudly..... this was going to be a long day.
 
Rantic went into the ready room, where the others had been summoned to see if he could be of service.
 
Wild Card

Wild Card Satin the ready room He waved At Mainac As he and lava enterd All They Wairted For Now Was Storm.


OOC: Sorry Abot This Wait All We need ar People to replie. And I think Rayv's Demonspide Has Plenty6 Af weack ness if you read Both Bios But I Do Agree That he is Alittel to strong inb strangth Wies
 
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Oky I Make Consesion He is Not Stronger than Jugggernot But Hes soposed to be A Demonic spider man As Powerful as Venam and More sicotic Than Carnage ANd Bro if You Figerd out His SecrAT DONT TELL ANY ONE
 
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