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Post by zania on Apr 15, 2024 8:15:06 GMT -7
Your Login Name: Zania Your Display Name: Zania Your Name on Discord (if you have one): Zania Contact Preference: Discord Canon characters:Support and OCs I wish to keep: Carlie Cooper, Talpa Characters I wish to drop: N/A
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Post by zania on Apr 15, 2024 8:11:09 GMT -7
They ask who you are You shine from afar I tell 'em make a wish
She noticed one of the people in the group seem to have some kind of a connection with the plants. That much seemed obvious with how one of the vines grew toward her and retreated only after she had touched it. The big guy suggested they go in one direction, but the plant lady seemed to uncover a tunnel due to how the plants had parted.
"Why not split up? A couple of us explore the tunnel of plants, and the rest of us go in the direction the big guy suggested," Star mentioned. It'd allow them to cover more ground, find what was behind all of this, and then get back to New York a lot quicker than sticking together in a bigger group.
Star Star Star
Time, you have everything, share it with me. Dark is the mystery. How silently the Kestrel is flying.
Kestrel was impressed by those that were within the group, although the woman with the slanted cape rubbed her the wrong way. She wasn't quite sure why that was the case, but it was still concerning especially when she had witnessed the woman display an impressive amount of strength.
One of the other women in the group answered her, explaining how she had used magic, but then asked if she had been the one that was using portals. "Yes, but the weapon I use to create the portals is based in science. It requires a terminus, or the portal can not be established," she explained.
The big guy at least answered her question about the threats within the jungle even though it was very generalized. It was still enough of a warning that meant that she had to be on guard for just about anything.
She followed the group to what looked like a set of ruins that contained skulls. "Archeologists would have a field day with this find. That has to be hundreds of years old," the SHIELD agents observed.
Swift is the Kestrel's flight, straight to the heart.
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Post by zania on Apr 14, 2024 0:38:55 GMT -7
That light shone through Like that fire star This time not a light from afar
Angelica sat that the table, enjoying the music along with Alison. She noticed how her friend was tapping her foot along with the music and likely wanted to get out there to dance. Based on that, she knew that her friend was likely going to want to get out on the dance floor and kick up her heels . . . but it was good just to sit for a while and be able to talk.
Alison mentioned that she filmed a music video at this club, and the owners we nice and even one of the camera operators had flirted. with her. That caused the red-haired mutant to tilt her head slightly as she pointed out, "Was that recent, even before this place opened to the public? This club is pretty new."
When Alison asked about Vance, her face fell a bit. This was going to be a hard one to answer since the memory of their break up was not a pleasant one. Drawing in a breath, she answered, "No, and I haven't heard from him either since the break up. I wish I knew where he was and what he was doing. Just hope that he's okay."
It was a heavenly glow From the angel's eyes
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Post by zania on Apr 13, 2024 1:17:51 GMT -7
Long tongue flickering, fixed stare grip. Sweet venomous potion, held to my lip. Be my slippery slider.
Black Mamba listened as the guy talking to her stated that he had heard of her and how she worked with the Serpent Society. "Yes, among others," she quickly pointed out. She also picked up jobs on her own, along with BAD Girls Inc, but such was the life of a mercenary . . . you had to take whatever jobs you could where you could find them, no matter what side of the law they were on.
He had then mentioned about buyers on the street wanting to front some cash for historic and spiritual artifacts. She shook her head slightly. "I haven't heard anything lately, but I wouldn't be surprised if such offers are out there. There are plenty of things that some want to get for just about any price," she admitted. She'd have to look into that and see which buyers were interested in certain items, and if she might be able to get her hands on those objects for them.
He then explained how he was in town since his kid was going to be racing, and then talked about both Spider Man and Captain America before asking if there were any opportunities for making money that he might be interested in. "Maybe . . . depends on the type of work and for whom. There's always opportunities out there," she suggested.
He called over the bartender and ordered them another round of drinks before asking him about the artifacts. Jack had apparently pointed out how it didn't seem to be along the style of the Kingpin, but perhaps Hood or Mr Negative. "Maybe, but you also have others too that could have an interest . . . even Doctor Doom."
Black Mamba crawl over me.
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Post by zania on Apr 6, 2024 15:28:08 GMT -7
I don't really know why I can't let it go, Why I can't let it go sometimes Caught up in this spider web
The moment that the crows came crashing through the windows, he acted . . . he tried to fire as much webbing as he could, hoping to barricade the way and stop as much glass as he could from reaching the civilians. He knew that was going to be impossible, but he had to still try his best to make that happen.
Unfortunately, it wasn't holding up as well as he would have liked as shards of glass tore through, followed by the flock of crows. He was going to have to try another tactic . . . and quickly . . . before any of the crows tried attacking the civilians inside the building. The wounds from the glass could be attended to later by medical personnel, but the birds were a totally different story. They had a mind of their own and would be harder to try and stop.
Giving a mental command, he extended the waldoes on the back of the Iron Spider armor, trying to use those in order to strike as many of the crows as possible . . . but what he really needed was a larger and harder container that he could use to round up or re-direct the birds without them potentially trying to escape.
Moving quickly, he leapt up to the ceiling and opened up one of the panels. It didn't take him long to locate what he was looking for . . . a piece of duct work that shaped like a U. If used with a funnel of some kind, the birds wouldn't be able to get around or avoid it. They'd fly right in and then back out going in the opposite direction.
He disconnected it from the rest of the duct work and thought about the funnel to get the birds into the contraption. That's when he spotted what looked like a cafeteria. Right away, his eyes spotted what he needed and immediately rushed over to grab the oven hood and put both halves together. Granted, it wouldn't do anything for the crows that had already gone past, but it should help to stop the other crows.
Once he had done that, he stepped into the fray and held the device up, hoping to get as many of the other crows as possible to fly through the oven vent hood, up the metal U and back out the top toward the oncoming birds . . .
Spider web This spider web of life
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Post by zania on Feb 6, 2024 12:29:38 GMT -7
I don't really know why I can't let it go, Why I can't let it go sometimes Caught up in this spider web
The Iron Spider armor alerted the Scarlet Spider to the presence of the substance in the air. Thankfully the armor was filtering it out for him, but it was still reaching the civilians. The only other problem was that the armor couldn't identify what it was, but it was clear that it having an impact along with what looked like a scarecrow reject from Wizard of Oz calling out for the people to fear him and relishing in their screams.
Unfortunately, whatever the substance was seemed to be having an impact on the crowd as they became fearful, and even some started fighting each other to try and get inside. He also noticed the crows overhead, along with the pitchfork they dropped toward the Scarecrow. Not only that, but it looked like that woman he had met earlier along with Spidey was trying to both deal with Scarecrow.
Focusing on the crowd, he tried to move into it to try and break up the fights and get people into the building. Thankfully, the security guards inside saw what was going on and were trying to help usher the crowd in as well and away from the entrance, but it was still slow going since he had to be careful to prevent anyone from getting hurt. "Ignore straw for brains. We won't allow you to be hurt. Just head inside and you'll be safe," he tried to reassure the crowd.
Spider web This spider web of life
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Post by zania on Jan 14, 2024 11:08:24 GMT -7
Your Login Name: Zania Your Display Name: Zania Your Name on Discord (if you have one): Zania Contact Preference: Discord Canon characters:Support and OCs I wish to keep: Carlie Cooper, Talpa Characters I wish to drop: N/A
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Post by zania on Jan 14, 2024 11:02:18 GMT -7
They ask who you are You shine from afar I tell 'em make a wish
Star flew through the portal without hesitation, wanting to get this over with as quickly as possible. The big guy explained what to watch out for in the Savage Land, and while that was helpful it probably wasn't going to be absolutely necessary since the more important thing was to figure out what was causing the portal and get it shut down before any more dinosaurs could go through it and rampage on the streets of New York.
"So how are we going to figure out what's causing these portals in a place like this?" she asked as she hovered in the air, keeping an eye out for any other dinosaurs that might try to approach the portal. She wouldn't mind being able to get in some more hits on the dinosaurs since they were pea for brains anyways. It'd give her more of a chance to use her powers.
Star Star Star
Time, you have everything, share it with me. Dark is the mystery. How silently the Kestrel is flying.
Sybil Tan proceeded through the portal and looked around, noticing the distinct difference between the Savage Land versus New York City. They had gone literally from an urban jungle into the jungle known as the Savage Land. Thankfully, her suggestion for calling in others to guard the portal and drive back any dinosaurs that might emerge while they were on the other side.
She looked over and noticed another person offer to help a little. She glanced in the woman's direction and asked, "I'm sure we can use all of the help we can get. Do you have any abilities we should be aware of that may be useful?"
The big guy had provided them with some information about what to expect within the Savage Land, which caused Kestrel to nod. "Besides the dinosaurs, which threats do you believe we will encounter first?" The guy seemed to have some knowledge of the area, so it'd be foolish to not rely on that experience.
Swift is the Kestrel's flight, straight to the heart.
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Post by zania on Jan 11, 2024 1:58:49 GMT -7
That light shone through Like that fire star This time not a light from afar
Angelica nodded as Allison agreed to the thought about getting a snack mix. Sometimes having something to much on would prevent someone from gouging or over eating if they were to possibly stop off at a restaurant for a late night meal after their time at the club. Besides, a night of dancing could definitely cause them to work up an appetite.
The waiter approached the table and Allison started by sharing what she wanted. Once she done so, the red-haired mutant then chimed in, "I'll take a vodka martini with two olives. Shaken, not stirred."
After the waiter left, her green eyes looked around the club. A lot of it was just trying to take in the surroundings . . . their environment. It was a new club, so why not admire the set up and the decor? But another part of it was her holding out some kind of hope that maybe, somehow, she might run into Vance. It had been ages since they separated and called off their engagement. She had needed time to grow, but also to complete her studies. And now that was done, she needed to try and fill that void in her heart that was left by their split.
Turning to Allison, she asked, "So how did you hear about this place?"
It was a heavenly glow From the angel's eyes
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Post by zania on Jan 2, 2024 22:35:50 GMT -7
And fathom that distance, the mad must reap Meet Namor sea lord, Prince of the deep Here for you to fear at any cost
The King of Atlantis' initial move was highly successful, but his attempt for a follow up was immediately batted away by the Thing. The comment that he had made was clearly an attempt to goad the sovereign, but thankfully Namor restrained himself.
In Atlantis, there were regular tournaments such as this, which allowed Namor to hone his skills and develop tactics that often allowed him to prevail . . . and without using his immense strength. This potentially could lead to a huge advantage if he could bide his time and utilize all of that experience in this situation.
All the while, his keen eyes searched for potential sources of water. One splash would be more than sufficient to help him renew his strength and provide him with a distinct advantage. Not that he needed it as he still possessed considerable strength as it was, but his strength during prolonged time out of the water was not the same compared to after he was exposed to the life giving liquid.
"It appears that we may be evenly matched with strength, Benjamin. The victor will likely be determined by not only our skill, but our tactics," he noted, his voice conveying an air of respect.
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Post by zania on Nov 19, 2023 15:58:12 GMT -7
Long tongue flickering, fixed stare grip. Sweet venomous potion, held to my lip. Be my slippery slider.
The bartender slid Tanya her drink . . . a creamy white liquid that almost looked like milk or a White Russian, served over ice in a large glass. But, White Russians were normally served in a different type of glass, not the one she received her drink in. No, this was a Rumchata on the rocks . . . a particular favorite of hers due to the blend of rum and Mexican horchata. It was a good choice year round, but even more so in the middle of winter since it was similar to a boozy egg nog.
She took a sip of her drink and looked around at the others within the bar, noticing a man approach her and introduce himself as Jack O'Lantern. She had heard of him before, especially with her line of business. Setting the glass down, she gave him a bit of a smile before she introduced herself, "Black Mamba . . . and feel free to join me. I was just trying to see if my friends were going to show tonight."
Black Mamba crawl over me.
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Post by zania on Nov 19, 2023 12:23:37 GMT -7
Time, you have everything, share it with me. Dark is the mystery. How silently the Kestrel is flying.
Sybil listened as the briefing concluded with a few final words from Iron Man's hologram before it disengaged and was replaced by a glowing blue sphere that seemed to be connected to JARVIS. The voice that emanated from it let them know that it synced to their individual comms and would monitor activity around the area and in the base. Most of the resistance apparently would be coming from AIM, but they could also face mech and drones.
Agent Morse had reminded them about the buddy system and the code word, reiterated the need for stealth, but then asked if there were any questions. "Yes, ma'am," Sybil spoke up for a moment. "I notice that there are only three of us present for this briefing. Do we anticipate any additional agents joining us on this mission? We will not be able to effectively split up into teams of two unless we have another agent join us." It was a very logical question considering the number of agents currently present for this mission.
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Post by zania on Nov 7, 2023 11:44:36 GMT -7
I don't really know why I can't let it go, Why I can't let it go sometimes Caught up in this spider web
The race had been going well and he had been up toward the front, but hung back slightly so he wasn't in first place but still within striking distance. It was a typical runner strategy in order to conserve one's strength through a steady pace, and then kick it into high gear toward the end of the race itself.
Things had been going smoothly so far, and even the race itself was very enjoyable if not a bit short compared to what he would have expected.
It was right when he was nearing the finish line when all hell broke loose. Explosions rocked the area and kept going off, threatening to descend the remaining parts of the race into an all out panic. It wasn't just one giant explosion, but several of them that had a very familiar pattern.
Without hesitation, he abandoned the race and gave a mental command to activate the Iron Spider armor. Using the radar built into the suit, he tried to see if he could identify the electronic signature of any remaining bombs. Even as he allowed the suit to work, he tried to do what he could to help the race participants get to safety. He quickly lifted a barrier and called out to the runners, "Into the building! Take shelter inside and you'll be safe."
If the bombs were all out on the street, the buildings were the safest place for people to go. All he could do was try and usher as many runners and bystanders as possible inside and hope that he could detect and remove any remaining bombs before they exploded.
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Post by zania on Oct 8, 2023 22:56:56 GMT -7
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Post by zania on Oct 8, 2023 22:49:36 GMT -7
That light shone through Like that fire star This time not a light from afar
Angelica listened as Alison mentioned that she could just ask the DJ about the song request. The firey red-haired mutant nodded slightly and agreed, "Yes, that's very possible. I don't go to a lot of clubs like this, but I'm sure that they wouldn't say no, especially if they knew who was making the request."
Thankfully, when it came to the question of joining Alison on the tour, she understood why Angelica had to decline. After all, most jobs would frown on someone taking time off up front right after a person started, and they had already been gracious enough to allow her to complete her studies and take time away from her service with them to do so.
Thankfully, once they got inside, they were able to find a table right away which contained two menus. She made her way over to it and smiled a bit. "This is perfect! We can see everything from here, but it's still a bit out of the way," she stated.
She then started looking over the menu when she was asked what she was going to get. She had an idea in mind already even before entering into the club, but she wanted to see what they had first before making up her mind. "I think I'll go with a martini. It also looks like they have a snack mix, so that might be good to get as well so we have something to munch on in case we get hungry with all of the dancing." She paused and then asked, "Do you know what you'll get?"
It was a heavenly glow From the angel's eyes
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