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It all started when a crystal dropped into existence, punched a hole in time and space and landed into the lap of one the most insane men to ever walk the Earth.
At first, the clown didn't know what he had been gifted with, stuck in his cell in Arkham, staring at the reddish purple crystal laying innocently on the dirty stone floor.
And then the voices started, telling him of another universe, talking of power and chaos beyond what he could have ever dreamed.
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LET THEM KNOW WE
WONT BACK DOWN
a marvel/dc roleplay
If You Want A Job Done Right [San Fran: PRP w/ PG]
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"Let's face it. This is not the worst thing you've caught me doing."
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Post by Tony "Iron Man" Stark on Oct 30, 2012 23:38:31 GMT -5
I need someone to show me the things in life that I can't find I can't see the things that make true happiness, I must be blind [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: B8B8B8; border: #550505 solid 4px; width: 400px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;]
"If you want a job done right you gotta do it yourself," Tony grumbled as he flew across the clear blue sky of San Francisco.
Actually, it wasn't the job of Iron Man to secure a loose cable on the Golden Gate Bridge, but when the news got out that it was extremely dangerous for any regular emergency crew to get up there, people turned to the famous Tony Stark for help.
And he'd really been having a good time at that bar, too. But such is the life of a superhero, especially if everyone knows you are one.
Sighing inwardly, Iron Man soared through the sky, hand and foot flight stabilizers shooting him smoothly through the air. The bridge was in sight... and so was the thick, metal cable that was whipping and snapping around the bridge itself. The section that was in danger had been cordoned off by the police. Red and blue lights on either side of the break were keeping back angry drivers blaring their horns at the back-up.
As he arrived and slowed to a hover several feet away, he could see police pointing and people shouting, "Hey! It's Iron Man! You gonna help us, Iron Man?"
"Don't worry, everybody. I've got this handled. You just make sure everybody's out of the way of the cable." He shouted down to the officer that had spoken to him. He gave them a quick nod before looking back up and catching the cable in his HUD. "Jarvis, scan please."
"Of course, Sir," JARVIS replied in his ear as he began analyzing the metal, the weaknesses, and the best ways to take care of it. As he went through the information, the data popped up on Tony's Heads-Up Display so that the man could make a decision about what to do.
Happiness I cannot feel and love to me is so unreal |
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Post by Karen "Powergirl" Starr on Oct 31, 2012 0:18:29 GMT -5
"So when Spidey complains about having to fix holes in his costume, do you think I could one up him with this, Nicco?
Karen said into the com as she floating through space near a satellite that said STARRWARE across the port in a very stylish lettering. she's wearing a re-breather and part of a space suit, just enough so there's oxygen enough for her to talk into her starrphone ear rings, which link her back to her trusty side kick Nicco. Who is mysteriously always there to help her out with info in a pinch. And well, he makes for good conversation, even if Karen gives him a hard time about being unfunny, he actually is quite funny.
"I dunno Peej, It's all about perspective and availablity. I mean, don't you think Spidey would fly 800 miles up to fix his super secret satellite if he had one? If he could even do that?"
Karen's face turned down several octaves of amused as she heard Nicco burst her bubble. She reaches into the open Panel and zaps something beyond view with a low burst of heat vision, then begins to reseal everything. A few L.E.D. status lights flicker on.
"I think I'm going to change your job title to professional stick in the mud."
Not that Karen needed an ego boost, but you know, it was fun. She liked the banter with Nicco, the guy was seriously growing on her.
"All readings are green, satellite repair is good. And, I don't care so long as you increase my pay rate to go with it. Comedy talent this good isn't cheap."
Karen doesn't answer him as she begins to descend back into Earths Atmosphere, and as she does, her incredibly sharp Kryptonian eyes pick up a red blur zipping across the skies over America. She changes trajectory and follows him.
"Not coming back Karen?"
"No, I just saw somebody I've been meaning to send an e-mail to."
"Um, wouldn't it be easier to just send them an e-mail then? You have two more meetings to attend today."
"Yeah, but less fun. Cover for me."
When Iron Man flies to the scene of the trauma, Karen follows in. She can hear his interaction with the cops, she can hear him speak to Jarvis, and she can hear Jarvis. She wonders if Jarvis is like his own Nicco as she approaches.
"Hi."
She doesn't offer help, because it seems to obvious. If he needs help, he'll ask for it. He obviously came out this way to fix this on his own, so he doesn't need help any ways. Point is, PG is there in case anything goes wrong. She is floating with in a slightly animated possition, one foot slightly up, feet dangling gently, one arm used to wave, the other at her side. She looks relaxed, friendly, Charismatic, girlishly charming.
This isn't the first time PG and Iron man have been this close though. PG has been laying low since the universe merger. She's done her civic duty as a super hero, but she didn't slow down enough for anybody to see anything but a blurr while she was doing it, and thus far, more than once, she's intervened, probably right in front of Tony's eyes, in the form of a blur moving so fast even rapid capture film would have trouble keeping up. She spot welds the bridge, the keeps the building from collapsing, she puts out the fire. She never stopped being Power Girl, but since New York went from a standing population of Super heros equal to one, to like twenty five over night, PG has been optimistically cautious. Which are Heros, which are villains in disguise? PG watched, and slowly, she's learning. PG isn't THAT paranoid, but erring on the side of cautious is always preferable. She's getting less reckless in her old age...of...24. But ever since Max Lord, you can't be to careful.
Spider-Man is a hero. And now she believes this Tony Stark is one as well, but today, they'll finally be introduced formally.
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"Let's face it. This is not the worst thing you've caught me doing."
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Post by Tony "Iron Man" Stark on Nov 3, 2012 0:19:02 GMT -5
I need someone to show me the things in life that I can't find I can't see the things that make true happiness, I must be blind [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: B8B8B8; border: #550505 solid 4px; width: 400px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;]
"Incoming projectile-"
JARVIS didn't even get to finish what he had been saying, and what he would have corrected when he realized he'd been wrong, when another's presence was within Iron Man's reach.
"Hi."
"Gah!" Tony jerked to the side, accidentally losing "footing" and falling a few inches before righting himself. He turned, rockets keeping him afloat and stabilizers keeping him from flinching out of shock again. He stared at Powergirl while the Iron Man suit proceeded to analyze her instead of the bridge.
"Who the hell are you supposed to be?" He asked, but his tone wasn't angry or frustrated. It was surprised, and a bit skeptical. He'd heard of super-powered individuals wearing tights and leotards as they went around saving the world or destroying it... but he never thought those stories were actually true.
The spandex suit didn't just catch him off-guard for that reason either. It was spandex. It was form-fitting, to say the least. And it had a nice large opening right at the top of the...
"Sir, the neighboring cable is growing weak. The strain of the added weight caused by the failing metalwork is going to snap the other."
"Right." Tony cleared his throat and turned back to look at the bridge. He'd deal with the living comic book after he was done saving lives. "Jarvis, figure out how much strain is being put on the supports and keep me updated if there are any changes."
"Of course, Sir."
Tony glanced at Powergirl again. "Uhhh, I'd love to sign an autograph, Babe, but it's gonna have to wait. A hero's got work to do." He half-saluted her as he flew closer to the bridge, trying to avoid the swinging, snapping cable that had already broken.
"Sir, are you not concerned with the sudden presence of this young woman?" JARVIS asked. "I'm detecting non-human DNA-"
"Look, Jarvis, it's been a long day. Can we keep to one problem at a time, please?" Tony flew forward to seize the cable, using his thrusters to slow its snapping in the wind. Now all he had to do was re-attach it and sauder it down until the actual workers could replace the bottom attachment. But just as Iron Man was flying toward the bridge, loose cable in tow, the second one snapped and the shrapnel came shooting straight at him.
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Post by Karen "Powergirl" Starr on Nov 3, 2012 1:08:36 GMT -5
She was fairly amused by his reaction. Most men reacted in funny ways to her and she usually had some hilariously snappy and playfully aggravated response for them. This was no different. When the cable snaps and the bridge punishes Tony for his distracted negligence, she springs into action. She only moves fast enough to catch the shrapnel, all of it. Some of it hits her out right, but several of the pieces are caught in her hand.
"...'Work' ... to do?"
She said with a casual flare of sarcasm in her voice. She shows him the shrapnel and wiggles it a little, not out of spite or anything mean natured, but he'd just dismissed her entirely. Wasn't his fault though, there was a lot going on here, and there is a bridge full of innocent people to save, so she isn't blaming him for anything. Instead she's more...teasing him. It's play. It's the start of the infamous super hero handshake.
Powergirl flies down and grabs the cable that just came loose with one hand, then she pulls it down, exerting all the force necessary to actually stretch it and reach the bridge. After that, she slides her fingers into the support and lifts, then reconnects the cable to its holster and begins melting the two back together with heat vision.
She isn't sloppy about it either, it's clear she has some sort of technical knowledge of engineering, as her welds are not only well placed, but they're solid. When she finishes pouring concentrated fire of the sun from her eyes, she glances back up at Tony and gives him a encouraging smirk, then glances down at the other cable. Sort of expecting him to finish the job. Jarvis might note that her biorhythms haven't increased at all. She isn't even straining herself here.
He probably also might note the bio-wavelengths that extend out of her when she grabs the cable. She's some how able to exert force upon the entire length of the cable and several cables surrounding it, for proportion. When she lifts up on the bridge, it's the same effect, the pressure is evenly distributed. It's probably not beyond Jarvis to detect it, but it probably is beyond him to classify it, as it sort of defies all reason and logic, it's against the known laws of physics, and this unusual force field of sorts seems to be related, though it is invisible to the naked eye, there is probably SOME kind of sensor in Tony's suit that can see it.
If it should happen that Tony is unable to get one cable to reach it's connection point, she'll lift the entire bridge up the few short inches likely required to bridge the gap in the end.
"Nicco can you alert the police and have them send a chopper to my location so they can start getting people evacuated from this bridge. It probably wont be safe even with the patching. Alert the city too, actually never mind, the Police can handle the regular bureaucracy. "
She said, of course Tony could hear it, Tony could see the signal clear as day, it was heavily encrypted though, would probably take Jarvis ... a few moments to crack it ..Maybe longer. It's Bruce Wayne top level encryption he's dealing with though, so be that what ever it may be. The response is equally encrypted, and then Tony might realize where the signal is coming from. Her ear rings. These golden tiny little millimeter diameter ear rings, gosh talk about tech! Hard to impress Tony with tech most likely not impressive by itself, but it's in HER hands, not his.
The police chopper is for expedience, not air lifting. Something to get out here fast to get people off the bridge fast. A megaphone and an order to evacuate the bridge is what she meant. Even with their repairs, Powergirl wouldn't want anybody on the bridge until an official team has declared it safe.
"Yep, already working on it. Tell Mr. Stark I'm a fan."
Powergirl's response is just a chuckle.
Other tech on her person would be a PDA of sorts that links wirelessly to the ear rings, also heavily encrypted, it's hidden inside of a tiny hidden pocket in her cape. The PDA is a lot like the clear glass hand held device Tony used a couple years ago to hijack the court hearing he was made to attend in reference to his iron man suit. It might take time to hack the singal, but initial analysis of the components themselves put them at the nano-tech level. There are microscopic machines working in there. No telling how powerful it is, but the signal coming off those ear rings is huge. Enough amplification, by math naturally, that it could likely reach across a couple thousand miles without any kind of tower jumping or satellite bouncing.
Should Jarvis make a mockery of the encryption, he'll find a private satellite in the sky that it links to. The Satellite is registered to Starrware Inc, Owned by Karen Starr. Company website has a nice big picture of her on the front page along with the logo which looks suspiciously similar in font to Tony's 'Stark' logo, with an extra r instead of a k.
The company is all about R&D and building a better tomorrow, without to much barding, the company is legit. Profits are low because everything the company does goes back into the company itself, they sell cheap and like to ensure high quality. On average the employees earn less than with other emploiyers, but they're all passionate individuals interested in cleaning up the earth with cheap affordable tech for everybody. Karen is actually one of the lowest paid in the entire company, several of her researchers make more than she does and she is the damn CEO, including a man ranked very highly in the company hierarchy named Niccholas Cho, who could be easily assumed as the person Powergirl was just speaking to.
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Post by Tony "Iron Man" Stark on Dec 18, 2012 17:10:14 GMT -5
What are we waiting for? Why don't we break the rules already? I try twice as hard and I'm half as liked, but here they come again to jack my style [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: 8a8a8a; opacity: .7; border: #550505 solid 4px; width: 470px; padding: 15 0 15 0px;]
Iron Man was busy welding his own cable back to its supports when he realized that Powergirl already had hers completed.
He just blinked at her from inside his helmet, his Heads-Up Display scanning her and the devices she was using to communicate with... whoever it was she was communicating with.
"Jarvis, who is she?" Tony asked his A.I. quietly as the sentient being performed his own scans.
"I have cross-referenced her image and genetic signature with those found in the SHIELD databases, Sir, and from what I have discovered, she goes by 'Powergirl'." JARVIS concluded. "But that is just about all that I can inform you of, Mr. Stark. It doesn't appear that SHIELD has much information on her."
Well, that was interesting. SHIELD had information on anyone that even looked at their logo sideways. It could only mean that this Powergirl, whoever she was, was someone from the other world that theirs had buddied-up to recently. SHIELD hadn't had enough time to log every single bumper-car-world person in their databases like they had with Tony's side of the universe.
After making sure the bridge was stable once more, Iron Man hovered next to Powergirl, tilting his head a little at her. Really? The unitard, the cape, the gloves? Was it all necessary? At least his armor actually did something for him, but what did that body-clinging spandex do? ....Other than make Tony's eyes wander places they shouldn't?
He cleared his throat and tried to focus on her face. Her face. Face. "So you're Powergirl, huh? Well... um... thanks for your help with this." He gestured to the bridge. "I'm Iron Man, by the way."
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Post by Karen "Powergirl" Starr on Dec 22, 2012 3:37:46 GMT -5
Powergirl could hear him talking to Jarvis, the fact that he had a database as vast as he seemed to be suggesting made her wonder if the Justice League and this SHIELD shouldn't team up to try and make the world a better place. She wondered if that wasn't already under way? Well obviously not if four months later Tony Stark still had no clue who Powergirl was.
"Yep, I'm Powergirl. And I know who you are Mr. Stark. We live in the same town, Actually, I can see your lovely building from my office at my day job. So you've got an AI in there or what? I've got a guy that feeds me relevant tech data, he's sort of on call 24 hours a day, Maybe I should have him write me an AI of himself so he can get some sleep from time to time. Any ways, So, I'm kind of a fan, so is my friend, the guy I'm talking to. His name is Nicco."
She wondered how long it would take Tony, or rather Tony's amazing AI, to figure out who she was. It had taken Batman like twenty seconds or something like that, but she hadn't minded then. She kind of doesn't mind now. Maybe he's already got it figured out and is just being polite. She's envious of how he can stomp around as Iron Man and not have to worry about hiding his identity. She wants that for herself. The idea of a secret identity has never ever jived with her quite right. Supergirl barely maintains hers, why should she have to? Why does Clark for that matter? Some days she truly wonders.
"I would've just set an appointment, but you're a pretty busy guy, and I'm a pretty busy girl, so I was working on one of my satellites and saw you zipping across the sky, So I figured I'd bull rush you into an impromptu meeting. If now is a bad time ... "
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Post by Tony "Iron Man" Stark on Jan 26, 2013 1:05:46 GMT -5
What are we waiting for? Why don't we break the rules already? I try twice as hard and I'm half as liked, but here they come again to jack my style [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: 8a8a8a; opacity: .7; border: #550505 solid 4px; width: 470px; padding: 15 0 15 0px;]
Oh! She was a fan! Well, that changed everything.
Tony grinned from behind his mask, thankful that the determined-looking metal that hid his face from the world never changed expressions. It meant that he could scheme with the other party being none the wiser.
"It's always nice to meet a fan," he said honestly, noticing that the emergency crews on the bridge were still hanging around to see what the two heroes were going to do. The news crews were already arriving too. Tony didn't mind, of course. The media loved him and everything he did whether it was stupid or ingenious. Branching out into this new dimension via their news stations would definitely help with his image too, especially if he was seen with one of their heroes.
Not that that was the total reason Tony was still hanging around.... Two very good reasons were staring him straight in the face from behind the white fabric of her leotard....
"Mr. Stark, I have just confirmed that Powergirl-"
"Not now, Jarvis," Tony mumbled back to his A.I.
"But Sir, I believe that you will find this most interesting."
"Save it for when I'm cleaning the suit and bored out of my skull."
JARVIS paused before replying, "Yes, Sir."
Tony smiled again and took a bow, mid-air, for Powergirl. Then he gave a half-salute as he said, "Hey, Nicco." Still hovering in the air, Tony crossed his arms and shrugged. "A meeting, huh? With me? All right, I'll bite. Whatcha fishin' for, Sports Illustrated?"
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FORUM SKIN BY KATYA OF GANGNAM-STYLE
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