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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
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Suck it, Wolverine.
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Post by Wade "Deadpool" Wilson on Nov 1, 2012 14:48:35 GMT -5
Your head collapse, there's nothing in it...~
Danii seemed to want him to hush, and while he couldn't understand entirely why - lets face it, all he spoke was comedy gold and oscar worthy genius - he could appreciate the fact that a) she had boobies, and b) she had offered to make burgers. For those few reasons, Wade had only the necessary strand of logic that led him from "ramble mode" to "slightly quieter and probably less offensive" mode. It was maybe for the best. Maybe. After all, people didn't seem to be appreciating his lines.
In fact, Coulson - the man he had believed had came to make them all coffee - didn't even know why Wade was on the helicarrier. Now, Wade had to admit, that was a bit of a low blow. There was a tremendously good reason as to why he was on the helicarrier, and why he should remain there. He wanted to be. Sure, it was a bit simple, and okay, maybe not everyone would get it, but damn it, when Wade wanted to be somewhere, Wade would make sure he was damn well there. This place was just a bit more difficult to get to.
"You'd think they'd appreciate it more, frankly. It took the big guy a LOT of commitment to get here, and now all they want is for him to hush up."
"Maybe we should change the topic to boobies and they'll all be happy?"
[/i] He had a lot of things to say, but Danii had mentioned burgers, so, for the time being, he was going to keep quiet, in the only way he knew how. Holding his lips tightly together between his fingers. It was actually proving to be going rather well, even as the others continued to question and insult him - Cap even tried to leave. It was because he was Canadian, he knew it. None of them liked Canadians. But he'd show them. They didn't know how hard it was, being Canadian AND trying to be taken seriously. Stupid Americans. Well, most of them where - one of them made him stop his silence all of a sudden. He was apparently one of the smarter Avengers, what with his technology, and his suits, of iron, and his suave business meetings, and his fancy building. Firstly, why would you use iron to make a super suit? I mean okay, steel, sure, but IRON?! Someone didn't know good metals, it seemed. Second, Wade could look smart too if he had technology, a fancy building, millions of dollars, a sharp suit and the ability to read social cues. But, if he WAS to have all that, he'd be so cool, the world would instantly explode. Kind of like what happened when Mr. T and Dwayne Johnson were to walk into any building at the same moment. Tony went to leave as quickly as he came, and Wade just couldn't have that. As Stark headed for the door, Wilson circled round, cutting him off with hands raised up. "Woooaaah buddy, now hold on just ooone second there. See, first of all, you can't take Clinton away, I need to show him many things. Awesome things, actually, I'm pretty sure he's the only guy who would fully appreciate them - you know how it is. Plus, he owes me a catch-up. Old buddies, drinking acquaintances, consistent lovers in unusual fan-fics, take your pick really, there's a lot of phrases that get thrown around. Secondly, you can't go already, I mean, I'm just about to figure out who you are! Now, lemmie see...you wear red and yellow, you're robotic, you shoot lasers...I got it. You're Bumblebee! Hey, what does it take to get you to turn into a car?
Nah, I kid. I know we lost the rights to that ages ago - a dark day for us all, really, Marvel really dropped the ball on that one. Speaking of dropped balls, where's SpiderJohn? His are really due a drop, and we really do need someone here to blame himself for Marvel losing Transformers twenty years ago. No, I don't know why he blames himself, just that he blames himself for everything. He has a condition."And then, all of a sudden, a miracle happened. Maybe it was because of the thought of burgers, maybe it was because he caught glimpse of Danii's unhappy expression, but Wade realised - he was rambling again. He moved over to Danii quickly, grabbing her by the arms, a look of terror plastering his mug. "Babe, you gotta believe me - he made it too easy, I just couldn't help myself...you know what that's like, right?...Right?...
...I'll be good...
...ish..."He glanced over his shoulder to look at Tony, brows dropping as he mouthed his next words to the man of iron. "This isn't over". [/center][/blockquote]
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Post by Clint "Hawkeye" Barton on Nov 4, 2012 19:10:28 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true] As he lowered himself back into the chair, calming his nerves from Coulson's sudden appearance and the Agent's quiet voice addressing the sharpshooter for the first time in over a year, Clint looked around and just thought for a second. Soon he got an overwhelming feeling, one that had become all too familiar recently. Clint couldn't explain it any other way except that maybe while he sat there he felt a bit inadequate. He had to be the only one here who hadn't said much in the last few minutes. His precious few words had beeb Everyone was somehow so much different and better than he was. Clint, a puny little human, sitting among a council of Gods. He might as well be sitting with Thor in Asgard. The next few speakers and yes, even Wade got tuned out as Clint pondered this situation. Doubtless that this meeting would have to be held again later; after this interruption they wouldn't get anything done. Cap said his Adieus and started to leave. Clint was on the verge of doing so himself. He wasn't going to stay if he had to listen to another second of Wade's blabbering on... And on.... And on. The mercenary had never been one of Clint's favorite people.
Then came Stark. The man was late but on the dot as always. Clint suspected that he had really been there the whole time, watching through the security camera system or something. The man in iron started through a list of people from the other universe. Clint had seen some of these people personally and in the papers. Somehow, he found that he couldn't do much but agree with Stark. And then, out as fast as he had come. "Like I was telling Flag Boy, I have real estate in Gotham. So I'll be going. And if I may request it, Patch Adams, I'd like to take Barton. I hear we may run into some bats and I'd like to have their natural predator along for the ride. Not to mention it's a dark city. There are lots of crevices and shadows. It would be good to have skilled eyes looking for things that most people pass right over. If that doesn't put a chink in your plans." Standing up, Clint made his way over to Tony. "Coming, Stark. I'm sorry Fury, but I think that you guys will have better luck without me here." He was glad for a chance to leave. He still felt like throwing up at every new word Wade formed in that overly-big piehole of his. Speaking of that, here came the merc now, blocking the two- well, three, counting Cap-'s exit. "I think that the amazingness can wait." he fired back, as quickly, calmly, and gently as he could manage. Oh, what he would give to wring Deadie's neck. Tags: all y'all Words: Calculating... Notes: Quite unlike Clint, I love Deadie <3 GIF: Jeremy Renner in MI: Ghost Protocol as Agent William Brandt.
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Post by The NPC on Nov 4, 2012 23:42:33 GMT -5
Who: Nick Fury, Avengers, SHIELD, open. Where: Hellicarrier What: Plan to clean up the streets. Notes: Thread is wrapping up, everyone is free to go about their things. If you'd like a thread with Fury request one in the NPC center!
"'Cause if you throw me from the helicarrier, I won't die, and that temporary sense of pleasure you feel from the situation will be horribly spoiled when I come back up and tell you all about the journey down. I like doing it without parachutes, by the way. It makes the impact with the ground so much more fun - the things you see on the...way...dow...I'm sorry, that was insensitive of me. The things you feel on the way down. Those are fabulous."
Fury looked away for the moment, his lips pursed in agreement though he wasn't going to acknowledge it for the moment. Though he honestly hated the amount of which Wade Wilson spoke, his abilities were ones that SHIELD could use for the moment. In a sense they were all in over their heads. They had a hard enough time dealing with one world and now with two it seemed damned near impossible. They needed the extra man power, they needed alliances. He was a mercenary, he did kill for money, but Nick could think of another, though she was a female, who had a similar background. Black Widow, however, seemingly turned over a new leaf and took up the SHIELD/Avenger name.
"You want in, you sit down and take orders when I give them. SHIELD can use the extra man power but I better not hear of you," He pointed a finger at Wade, "Gettin' paid to kill while you're with us, Imma find a way to kill you and I'll do it myself, we clear?"
, "You lied? That......that was one hell of a play,"
"...Agent Coulson. It's... It's great to have you back." Steve spoke to him with a hesitated pause. "Well, I reckon I should let you know that I took it upon myself to sign those trading cards of yours. I... I should have done so before. I apologize." Steve felt terrible about that, although Agent Coulson was back, so that was the best thing that's happened to SHIELD in some time. "I'll get right on it, Nick. Danii, report to me when you get the opportunity, so we can get underway with this mission immediately, okay?" Fury nodded his head as he glanced about the room.
He knew there would be members of SHIELD and the Avengers that he angered with faking Coulson's death. Fury used that to unite the members together, as one, as they were all fighting against one another before. He did what was required. Nick knew what was at stake, the risks of a nuclear war and that was something he wanted no part in. Besides, did anyone really think he was going to give up one of the best agents SHIELD ever had that easily? But then came the one voice, the one man, who Fury knew would be more enraged at him than others. Tony Stark.
He entered the room, preventing Captain America from leaving and immediately went to talking, keeping his gaze off of Coulson. "Don't waste your time. I've got all the information about Gotham you need. You're looking at the guy who's battling Wayne Enterprises to own the town."
[/b] To Steve. . "Jarvis, commandeer Fury's screens for me, would you? I'd like to make a little presentation to our friendly group of misfits here." Nick crossed his arms and moved to the side, it was his attempt at being humble given Phil being alive, fooling a man of such pride. Besides, here Nick was consulting with those who elected to join and Tony seemed to have answers. "Sorry I'm late to the party, kids, but looks like Wilson kept you all entertained until I got here. Good, then you didn't get very far without me. Sorry, Motor Mouth. Didn't mean to offend there. But while we're on the subject of offending, how about we get off Banner's back and start acting like the team that Thriller over there thought we'd be? Not to mention I'm thinking the cold chill from Cullen in the background is making everybody tense. Not me, of course. Undead. Half-dead. Immortal. I'm getting used to the idea. Speaking of immortals, our friend Loki's been pretty active.""The last we heard about him was his appearance at the mansion a few weeks ago. After his sector though we have it hidden in a secure location." Fury spoke as he looked upon the screen. "Had a small run-in with him a few weeks ago. Tried to crash my party. He's not as good at magic tricks as he likes to think he is. Yeah, yeah, yeah. I should have called, I know. You were just sitting by the phone all night waiting for me, huh? Oh, Fast and Fury-ious, I didn't know I meant that much to ya." A deep frown settled upon his visage as he grimaced. "Need to be focusin' on what's at hand and not comin' up with these puns for nicknames," He said as he looked towards Deadpool as well. "Anyway. He said something about a plan he had in place. That New York wasn't his target. Blah blah blah. I got tired of playing Twenty Questions, but I'm thinking the little twerp, and yes I use the term 'little' loosely, doesn't just have his sights set on our little slice of heaven."
"Stark Are you trying to say that His motives were preplanned? Or is this something new entirely." "We're going to need to keep as many taps on Loki. I want to know when he eats, breathes, shits, sleeps. I refuse to let what happened last year reoccur. Jerry, program the computers to find any type of trace hit that looks like him. He doesn't have his scepter so if we find him now, we might not be in too much trouble."Next up flashed images of Gotham City and Metropolis. "Because, and stop me if I'm wrong here, I think he'd be a little more interested in this game of bumper-cars we've got going on with the digital world. I mean, if I were an all-powerful psychopath god thing, I dunno. I'd be pretty damn interested in what that could mean or what I could use it for. But hey, that's just me. I'd slap a big fat "S" on the center line and use my three combat cards. Take a lesson straight outta history right there."[/i] Upon Stark's declaration of his visiting Gotham, Fury straightened his posture as he stared directly at Tony. That anger, that rage, that looked back at him was something Nick knew he'd face. Tony Stark had his ego hurt, his feelings stomped upon. Coulson had had more a relationship with the Iron Man than any of the other Avengers and together the two played upon it to unite them all. They weren't going to get their head out of their asses any time soon, not in time to actually stop Loki. Fury went as far to wonder if Stark would have done the same thing with the nuke if Coulson hadn't given his life in an attempt to stop Loki. However, he wouldn't try to keep Stark from doing as he pleased. Real estate in Gotham was his own business, Iron Man was the business of SHIELD. This one time he would allow Tony to have his way given the shock of the evening. Just this once. "And if I may request it, Patch Adams, I'd like to take Barton. I hear we may run into some bats and I'd like to have their natural predator along for the ride. Not to mention it's a dark city. There are lots of crevices and shadows. It would be good to have skilled eyes looking for things that most people pass right over. If that doesn't put a chink in your plans.""No, I was going to have him investigate a landing but I'll assign others. Washington, Rogers, Barton, you're all en route to Gotham, Rogers I'd like you to focus on Superman. We need these two on our side as well as the other heroes there. Massaro, there was an alien landing, space ship and all, you're up to check it out and get them on our side as well as anyone else who'd care to volunteer. For the rest of you, it's time to start bagging up the crazies that are on the street and let's throw their asses in Arkham Asylum. We've made plans to put our own soldiers inside so that their break outs do not happen." He said as he slide the folder towards Logan and gathered his things, the meeting was over as far as he was concerned. [/center][/blockquote]
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Tits Barbie
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Post by Danii "LadyLiberty" Washington on Nov 5, 2012 7:04:30 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style, background: url(http://i1095.photobucket.com/albums/i473/shahal_sparda/Rp/Daniiigrl.png) center bottom no-repeat; outline: 0px solid #000000; width: 500px; height: 500px; padding: 0px;, bTable][style=padding: 0px 10px;]Her cheeks were tinged pink out of the slightest embarrassment, Danii took her job very seriously, aside from that momentary lapse of judgement that was the Vegas fiasco. But either way she didn't like it when someone was basically reprimanding her like a child this late in the game, she could already feel the tips of her ears getting red, Coulson did have a point. He always had a point. But she grumbled quietly, "It wasn't like I actually invited him to the meeting," Her lips stretched into a frown, but she took Wade's closest hand and threaded her fingers with his, "But, ya have to admit he could be invaluable, if you can get him to focus," She looked at Wade from behind her goggles with a certain measure of affection as she essentially tried to stick up for him. The blonde was mildly surprised that Fury actually agreed to that, but she had said it herself, they needed all hands on deck, and as long as he wasn't carving a path of accidental destruction, Wade was very useful. She gave Steve a nod, "Yessir, I'll be right over," The sooner they got down to business the better, she gave Wade's free hand a squeeze, glad to see that he was at least trying to keep quiet, though he looked like he was going to cave in and implode any moment. Just a little longer and they'd be alright, just get to the end of the meeting and he'd be able to talk whoever was misfortunate enough to be in earshot of him to death. Alas, things could never be so easy around here, especially not when Tony Stark decided to become involved, and definitely not when he would strut in like a peacock, acting like he owned the place. God she hated when he did that, as she was sure everyone else did. But her feathers were ruffled, and Danii was puffing up and glaring at Stark with a glare that was just a few decimals away from setting him on fire, she didn't like it when people just invited themselves along and essentially commandeered her mission. Before she could say anything though Fury actually agreed, causing her to bite back a huff, and Wade escaped, stopping everyone who was trying to leave and letting out a stream of babble that even she had trouble keeping track of. The frown on her face deepened considerably, more at the idea of having to deal with Tony's ego on a mission then the fact that Wade had basically exploded, though she had to give him a look as well. And then he was basically panicking and Danii took a deep breath, leaning up a little and whispering into his ear, "Wade, you can annoy Stark as much as you damn well please," The woman pulled back slightly, "But while I'm gone, behave, Fury will find a way to kill you, alright? I'm puttin' my faith in you," She kissed him, sweetly, before turning to the director, "As soon as we track any of them down, I'll call in a report on how it goes Director," Walking past Stark she gave him a scowl, "Diplomacy Starky, the moment you start showing that your head's firmly planted up your ass, I'll revoke your speaking privileges," Catching up to Steve she gave him a nod, "Ready when you are," There was no time like the present. [style=padding: 0px 10px; font-size: smaller;] Tag: Fury and anyone else that pops in! Words: 610 Music: Satellite-Oceanlab Notes: Starky 8| [/style][/style] |
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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 24, 2012 23:03:32 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;]
Tony busied himself with bringing up more data and schematics as the rest of the people in the room were talking. If anyone were to glance his way, it would look like the clinical narcissist was living up to his title and not paying attention to anyone else. But Tony was all too-aware of the others, and specifically of Fury, who didn't seem at all too happy about Tony's executive decision.
That made Stark smile a bit.
And then Wilson was in his face, and Tony was pretty sure the guy didn't even breathe. Stark finally lowered his handheld to look, puzzled, at Wilson as the mercenary went on and on about a bumblebee and automobile puberty or some such nonsense. It didn't really bother Stark as much as it confused him, but he just let it slide today. He hadn't actually met Deadpool before, but the mercenary was in the news enough (and didn't know the meaning of self-disclosure limitation) that he felt like he did. Not to mention, he'd already read every file S.H.I.E.L.D. had available, including the one on Motor Mouth.
Luckily it didn't last long, though, and then Clint was by his side, raring to go like a kid who'd just found out they were going to Toys 'R Us.
Tony smirked and then found the glare that Danii was sending him. So she didn't want him tagging along for the ride? Fine, she could take Underwear-On-The-Outside with Flag Boy. She didn't have to come.
"All right, Kiddies," Tony announced to Clint and Danii when Fury had finished speaking, "Let's synchronize our watches. All ready to go whenever you two are. Ready? Break." He joked.
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