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Post by razor on Feb 2, 2022 14:59:33 GMT -7
Razor "I don't smile for me, I smile for you." ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Razor backed away slightly when X-23 approached him. She was intimidating. Moreseo than Daken. These people were scary all around. Did he really want to be like this? Surely not, right? "Yeah... It smells... Bad." He said, grimacing at the blood when she kneeled to it. He'd stay silent as they moved down the corridor. They would enter a place that opened into what looked like a large machine room. Large was truly an understatement, it looked like something that SHIELD would have had. The centerpiece were three dilapidated Sentinel machines. It didn't look like they were in commissions with the rust that they had on them, and they were some deeply old models, but Razor's bone blades came out instinctively. "Are those..." He'd begin to say, but the word got choked up in his throat. Other Information:AppTrackerVoice Example
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Post by razor on Feb 2, 2022 13:26:12 GMT -7
Some Time AgoApocalypse. Nathaniel Essex held very few emotions within his body. Hatred for the mutant menace Apocalypse was one of them. As much as he loved the alterations to make him nigh unkillable... But the way that they were given to him. He couldn't forgive. He wanted to kill Apocalypse so very badly. With or without the ability to gain his power. He wanted Apocalypse to die. He almost stepped out, but he stopped. Something within him feared Apocalypse. The... Thing... It could still possibly access his old hardware. He feels that he has removed a good amount of it, but the fear was always there. So he stayed in the shadows and watched. He watched those who were unfortunate enough to have been in Apocalypse's sights. He knew them well. Wade Wilson, Deadpool. Remy Lebeau, Gambit. Fred Dukes, Blob. James Howlett, Wolverine. Deadpool seemed to be Pestilence... A rather excellent choice. He embodied the name near perfectly. The man was regarded as a threat. A nuisance. A cancer to everyone around him. His DNA structure was truly fascinating. It seemed that Apocalypse had altered him to make him quicker and more deadly... But his mouth still ran with ease. Blob as Famine. A rather humorous choice, but one that worked well. He had heard through telepathic chatter that he had eaten Jean Grey. This definitely put an odd feeling in Sinister's chest. He was giddy that she was gone, as she had put a thorn in his sides for generations, but he was upset that he couldn't do research on her genes to bolster his telepathic abilities. The man was a mass of flesh... Constantly hungry. Constantly feasting. Wolverine was possibly Death? No... War. The man brings violence wherever he goes. Death isn't nearly as poetic as War for him. God, Apocalypse loved his poetics. No, God had nothing to do with this... Defilement of mutant. Even for his standard, he held a hypocritical distaste. Gambit, harbinger of Death. As a man who was not one on killing, Gambit is being shown as a deadly warrior. It works deeply. He is cold, calculated, with just enough swagger to make him a deadly enough opponent for any of the X-Men who knew him so well. Sinister watched as Magneto entered the fray. Bringing the Statue of Liberty with him. What an odd monument to bring along with him. What? Was he going to hit Apocalypse with the American Bill of Rights next? Then something clicked for him. He saw the combined force. He saw them slowly overwhelming force that this group was exhibiting. This was something powerful. He placed himself there mentally. Think how powerful and mighty they would stand if he were there, relaying weaknesses and flaws to Apocalypse that not even they knew. Something powerful. More powerful than some of the strongest things they had ever seen. A unit the world should fear. This inspired an idea... One of world domination. One of unlimited mutant DNA to test. One of endless potential. One of power. He decided to try it out as he saw one of the younger X-Men be painfully dismembered and thrown away from the fight. He would catch the boy with telekinesis and let him land painlessly to the ground. Looming over the boy with crossed arms, he would sigh. "If you need a replacement arm, find me. You can have one, free of charge. A sign of good faith." He'd say with a nod as he stepped over the writhing boy. Perhaps he could get used to this...
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Post by razor on Feb 2, 2022 12:27:57 GMT -7
Mister Sinister "What a Sinister turn of events this was, eh?" ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Mister Sinister would get some kind of message from Marvelous... Hated that guy. He'd shrug and teleport to the location. It was something about a Kristoff von Doom helping them with the Genosha plans? He didn't much care at the moment. He was working on some big things, and he didn't need some... Conspiracy theorist interrupting his work... But this seemed urgent enough for his attention. So he would teleport to the location and begin his speech. "Ah, Kristoff von Doom! I've heard so much about y-..." A car rushing by would jar him for a moment before looking around. He was standing outside of a building. A beggar was sitting outside. "He's in there..." "Thank you, vagrant." He would say with a sigh. "That's not my name." "What?""I dunno what a vagrant is, but my name's Dale. Musta got me confused fer someone else." "What?""You got some spare change?" "I do not carry things of monetary value.""You literally have a diamond in yer forehead. I could take that?" "Touch me, and I will rend your flesh with no more than a thought if you try.""Fair." "Glad we could come to an agreement."Sinister would approach the door and knock, as demeaning as it was. AppTrackerVoice Example
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Post by razor on Feb 2, 2022 11:38:58 GMT -7
Nick Fury "Ain't you heard... Nick Fury's got more lives than a cat!" ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Wolverine was a bust. The damn idiot avoided Fury's surveillance. He should've known that he couldn't keep a track on one of the world's greatest trackers for long. He needed another one. Someone to round this team off. He couldn't go himself, he needed to be home for the execution protocol. It wouldn't work unless he was sitting there in his chair. Otherwise, they would have one of the most dangerous men on the planet running around as a Skrull. His first idea was someone that was confirmed through not legitimate means. Some of the more public figures, but someone like Iron Man or Captain America just disappearing would cause some concern. He needed someone that was good at being under the radar. His next thought was Black Widow, but she didn't need to be wrapped up in this. He needed someone who was not concerned with the reason of this mission. Just the man came to mind, but it wasn't going to be easy to track him down. This took weeks to set up. But it was something he just knew that the White Fantom couldn't keep his hands off of. It was a convoy holding the world's most brilliant emerald, some were claiming. It was just mined and it was being transported off the coast of Siberia. The armored convoy had the top of the line security. The guards were highly trained, and some of the best in the world. They sent out a message DARING anyone to try and take it. They would be put down immediately. AppTrackerVoice Example
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Post by razor on Feb 2, 2022 10:51:33 GMT -7
Iron Man "I am Iron Man..." ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Stark would find the situation as everyone was funneling in. This seemed like a big deal, one that he'd need to be there for... Not controlling with his mind, like normal. This was a different situation. Local enforcement couldn't even begin to put a dent in this thing... "Cap, the Iron Legion is on its way now, and I'm getting suited up. Hopefully the legion can get most of the civilians with Quicksilver and Firestar's help, and I'll be able to help with the big bot."As if on cue, the Iron Legion would arrive alongside the group as they entered the threat. The legion were combat bots, don't get him wrong, but they were nowhere near as durable as the natural Iron Man armors. They weren't built to also protect the people inside, mostly because none of them could house people. They would methodically begin to direct people away. Meanwhile, Tony Stark had just finished getting his own suit on. FRIDAY booted up and gave him the rundown. Good morning, Mister Stark. The threat you were briefed on seems to be immune to most forms of attack administered by law enforcement. The War Machine armor in also en route, would you like to patch in?"I would love to, FRIDAY, thank you." He'd say inside his armor. Inside War Machine's interface, a small Tony Stark face would appear in the top left corner. Hope he didn't have anything up there normally. "Rhodey! Thought you'd be on your way here, need anything? Ammo? Gun? A better AI system to keep me out?" AppTrackerVoice ExampleQuicksilver "Super-Speed... Google it." ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Quicksilver raced away as soon as he heard his assignment. A purple streak would fly across the battlefield, gently scooping up civilians left and right. He would follow his commands to a tee... But he couldn't help but need to do more. Whenever he didn't have civilians in his arms, he would run by the big robot (being sure to avoid everyone else's attacks to not be in the way) and try to land some hits. One passing by of a leg punch. One passing face kick. Couldn't hurt to weaken it up for his friends, right? AppTrackerVoice Example
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Post by razor on Jan 31, 2022 23:57:01 GMT -7
Iron Man [/font] "I am Iron Man..." ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Reed watched over the brain scans as well. While this was tech, this wasn't the tech he was used to. Much like Black Bolt, he was getting out of his own depth here. He had always been anti-telepath, and boy did he not like how Xavier did things sometimes... But this was something big. He was glad that Reed was able to notice that doing needed done, and he was glad to know that Xavier was here to help with the brain games... The only difference was that Stark wouldn't stop speaking. That much was clear. "I'm with the idea of at least figuring out where to go, but I'm not fully with Namor here... We can't just rush in as soon as we get a signal. It could easily be a trap. With all due respect, I think we can all agree that Sue can handle herself. We all know emotions can't get the better of us. Hell, I think Richards knows that more than any of us."He'd not get up from his seat to go look at the brain scan because he didn't need to. Right now he was doing outward observations. Black Bolt was normally good at this, but he seemed to be sleeping... Which Stark knew it wasn't true, but the prospect made him feel better about the situation at hand. "I think a scrying spell would be very helpful, Strange, thank you. I will say again, that we are kind of in a position where we kind of have to start trusting each other a bit more to get through with this. One of us very well may be Skrulls right now. While I'm not saying that we can't go for some caution, I think it's just time we all take a breath and understand that we're all getting a little strung up. I can hear it in tones... Not that I've ever been good to manage my own stress." AppTrackerVoice Example
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Post by razor on Jan 27, 2022 11:30:16 GMT -7
Iron Man "I am Iron Man..." ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Stark was no stranger to women staring at him from afar and then also approaching him to talk about his specs... Yes, there was an innuendo there. No, he wasn't going to elaborate on it. The woman had mentioned that he had thought of everything. That was a lie within itself, he hadn't thought of everything. There were so many things he couldn't fix yet. The threats to the earth were piling up and he was still stuck on making a deep space armor. Obviously, that wouldn't register to someone who didn't know much about the inner makings of a suit, like this girl. "Well, you kind of have to! Sometimes I've got to go save the world one moment and hit up a press conference in twenty. It's definitely something that has been a problem before, and it likely won't stop being an issue."The woman was beautiful, but he wasn't interested. He was with someone, though no one really knew that. He had to keep some faces, but this wasn't one of them. The face he projected was one of not disdain, per se, but disinterest. AppTrackerVoice Example
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Post by razor on Jan 24, 2022 14:27:54 GMT -7
Razor "I don't smile for me, I smile for you." ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Razor made his way into the building as a bunch of small bone tendrils leaked out of his pant legs. As he walked, these tendrils would act as a way for him to be able to comb the floor for clues. While the building itself was still in tact, it was clear some sort of battle happened here. Long dried blood, burn marks, and rubble. A fight originated here, and it was a big one. He was hoping that Spider-Man would be able to get the upper parts, in case of upper struggle. "Uhhh... Hey, here. Can you hear me right now?" He'd whisper, testing how acute Spidey's senses really were, "I don't think anything is here, but this might be something helpful to know like... Right off the bat."He'd continue scanning the ground for anything, when he was stopped by something cloth. That didn't make sense. It was loose, so it wasn't a church pew. The tendril would wrap around it like a snake, and it would pull a bloody scarf to him. He'd grunt at the blood. A sight that he was used to, but he also knew how young this person had to be... And that was a LOT of blood. "Found something." He would say out loud. Other Information:AppTrackerVoice Example
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Post by razor on Jan 23, 2022 14:41:12 GMT -7
Deadpool "In the immortal words of Clark Whatsisname -- up, up and away!" ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ WHOA MOMMA!She's got some bazoingas!"Quit staring, quit staring, quit staring..."Sexy Black Widow?Which one?Deadpool would pull out a katana for his free hand and blink a few times to peel himself from the cleavage of the woman. "You and your guys have been pumping me with this stuff for ages... I don't know who you people are, but I wanna know why you're pumping me with more roofies than a victim of Cardi B's earlier days." He'd say with a shrug, "But, in the light of this being a full thread, you're probably not going to give anything up that easily, so we're going to have to fight first. SO... En garde!"Upon saying that, Deadpool would begin with opening fire on her as he rushed her. He wanted to keep her moving so she couldn't plant herself. When he made it up close, he was going to swipe the katana at her. His intent wasn't to kill, and she would likely make note of that. He wanted to keep her alive at least long enough to figure out who was getting these things from him. There was also no guarantee that she would keep her limbs. GO FOR THE EYES!GO FOR THE ZIPPER! Other Information:AppTrackerVoice Example
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Post by razor on Jan 17, 2022 19:01:37 GMT -7
Deadpool "In the immortal words of Clark Whatsisname -- up, up and away!" ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Deadpool looked between the guards and raised an eyebrow... "My start of an overarching plot is tingling..." He'd say getting hit with one of the darts right in the spinal cord. The other two guys would get hit right in the dicks, which caused Deadpool to point and laugh at them. "HA HA! That's what you get for not respecting ar-AAAAAAGHHHHH!" He'd shriek out in pain as the toxin overtook his body. AAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHH!AAARRRGHHH!"Wait, no no no, don't do the voices thing again, PLEASE don't do the voices thing again." He'd sputter, lifting his mask to vomit a little. I'm awake! You sedated me, you freak!Agreed. You left us to die. The people want to see us."Shut... Up, you're leaving no room for internal monologue..." He'd say as he fished a couple things out of one of his pouched before slumping on the ground. When Black Widow decided to emerge from the shadows to retrieve the body, she would be met with a groaning Deadpool. Oooooohhhhh they're getting close, I can't wait!Be quiet, we're gonna spoil the surprise.If and when she decided to try and move him, he would roll a flashbang out between his legs. "Surprise!" He'd say with a cough. Unless she moved out of the way, she would be met with a standing Deadpool with a needle directly in his forehead and a gun pointed at her. Other Information:AppTrackerVoice Example
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Post by razor on Jan 17, 2022 18:46:29 GMT -7
Carnage "In my experience I've found it isn't the 'alone' part people are scared of... It's the dying part." ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Cletus was slammed against the wall with a groan. He'd find himself surprised that he didn't pull any blood off of the man. Looking up, a wicked grin would spread across his face. While Cletus was not at his full strength, this was a man that survived being beaten as a child... But he's been through something much worse. Being inside of the Carnage symbiote. He was twisted around, crushed, and broken so many times... He felt it every single time. It hurt every single time. Every broken bone. Every torn ligament. Every perforated lung. Every skin peeling moment. He felt it. Getting roughed up? This was nothing... He was practically a walking corpse. Out of nothing but pure survival instinct, the amount of symbiote that Cletus could use lessened so he could work on his defense. Keeping his ever breaking body from breaking at the fist of Rhino. With all that symbiote internalized, he would pull out just enough for symbiote forearm blades. "HEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA!!! COME ON, THEN!!! LET'S SEE WHO LASTS LONGER!" He'd say. The psycho would do NOTHING to keep himself from the assault. Instead, he would dedicate all of his energy into slicing away at any part of Rhino's body with his forearm blades, letting the internalized symbiote do the healing for him. AppTrackerVoice Example
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Post by razor on Jan 16, 2022 14:01:54 GMT -7
Mister Sinister "What a Sinister turn of events this was, eh?" ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Mister Sinister watched the homoerotic relationship between Erik and Charles play out with a yawn and a look at a watch that wasn't present. The two would speak on their views of this. How their friendship is stronger than Sinister and his plans... Which was flatly not true. Especially when they were missing the most unexpected factor of his plan yet... He wasn't actually going to betray them. Essex didn't hate mutants. In fact, it was quite the opposite. This has been explained many times before by him, so he doesn't need to think much about it. Where his hatred came from, was the people inside of these perfect mutant specimens. They gave him a sense of dread that he couldn't think to put to words. These false senses of hope and joy all based on things that aren't concrete. It was horrendous to palate. He wanted to crush them. How would he do that? By bringing the forces of the world down around them, or building them up in a way that is fully dependent on him. He was trapping the X-Men with this deal. If they were to exile or kill him for something that LOOKED like a traitorous act, but was actually something to benefit mutantkind, then he was the good guy. He was going to be living, breathing proof that mutants are evil. The world will be convinced. Who would kill a man making the cure for cancer? Or making some system that would make the process of teleportation easier? Monsters. If they were to allow him to stick around and deal with his smoke screens, then Sinister would rule the world atop his mutant empire. The countries of the world would bow to him as he brought all the world to its knees, begging for Genosha's assistance. Who could resist the man creating cures for cancer and better teleportation tech for all? Monsters. Magneto approached him with a question that implied agreement to these terms. The question posed was filled with hate. He expected nothing less. With a wide smile, Sinister would put his hands up in a defensive manner. "I solemnly swear to follow and uphold any and all rules that we establish together, down to the letter."There was a lot to think about with that statement. With Sinister, every word counted, and boy did he have a lot of them. "As detestable to me as it will be to work with the both of you, and as certain as I am that you will feel the same way... I feel that we will do great things together that mutants will look upon for generations."Sinister placed himself between the two men as the three looked out at the crumbling city of Genosha. All this time, mutants had been in their book of Genesis. They had found themselves entrapped in a world plagued by human meddling and infighting. No longer. This was something bigger. This was escape. This was the Mutant Bible's Exodus. {Thread End} AppTrackerVoice Example
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Post by razor on Jan 16, 2022 11:55:44 GMT -7
Quicksilver "Super-Speed... Google it." ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Quicksilver looked at the ensuing destruction in Mexico with a look of horror. People were running. People were scared. People were dying. All to some idiot robot. He was about to rush in when he got a buzz from Cap. Surely about this. He'd see the people and groan, running back to the Avengers Mansion. Making his way through the entire compound, he'd stop in the board room with Cap's shield on his arm. As the wind from around him settled, he'd take a sip from his soft drink and give a salute to Captain America. "Good evening, Captain. I'm afraid you might have left this." He'd say, handing over the shield. "What is this about? There is a threat in Mexico I saw on the way here, so if it's not that, I might want to get back to it."Though his stance was very casual, with his arms crossed and a general sassy demeanor, it was clear what he saw shook him a bit. He wanted this to be quick... As he did with most things. AppTrackerVoice ExampleIron Man "I am Iron Man..." ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Director Stark sat in his helicarrier, finally getting some time to his work. He didn't have his normal director of SHIELD duties, so he was working on a new suit prototype that he'd cooked up. He had been able to get a space armor, but not one for deep space. There was a lot out there, and they might have to take the fight to the Skrulls if need be. He'd need something to help with surviving the deeper parts of space if need be. In the middle of running diagnostics, he'd hear a buzz ring out from across the improvised workshop of an office. The Avengers call. Must've been pretty serious for the Avengers to call. Stark would press a few buttons on an arm plate and a model Iron Man suit inside the Avengers Mansion would walk up to the table and look around, taking its place standing next to Steve. "Long time no see, old timer. What's the situation? I've been busy, haven't checked up on the news." AppTrackerVoice Example
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Nick Fury "Ain't you heard... Nick Fury's got more lives than a cat!" ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ "Final initiation sequence. Execute kill order if mass event occurs and biometric changes."Three blips on the screen. Then a green one, confirming the status for the kill order if need be. This was also set for the other members of this ragtag group that he had gotten together. Fury had three of the original four horsemen of the Apocalypse. Deadpool, Gambit, and Blob were all... Morally ambiguous at best. The hero life didn't suit them. Too hard to be a hero, too soft to be a villain. The Merc had too much of a heart. He had a desire to do good, but his actions didn't imply that to the masses. The Thief was a thief. No other words about it, but he had a heart. That much was certain. Same with the Blob. Nothing would get rid of that big heart of his. A buncha pansies, is what Fury would normally would say. At the same time, this was something that they were needing to do. Their hearts hurt for the things that they did for Apocalypse. They needed to do something. Wolverine was untraceable, sadly, but the essence of the team was here. These three needed each other now. They needed to do something for the world too. To give back, in a way. Something that they couldn't do without. To all three members of this little squad, a few blips would come from a device given to them by their Nick Fury LMD. The device would say "It's time." The device, whenever they pressed the button, they would be teleported into a stealth jet with Nick Fury looking at them with crossed arms. AppTrackerVoice Example
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