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Jan 11 2018, 07:50 PM



So far the new year has treated the citizens of New York City fairly well with no apparent disasters or superhero showdown. It's been snowing all week but it's not been enough to become a problem. You can see piles of snow pushed into corners of some streets, becoming higher and higher.

On that particular Thursday morning, it's begun to snow, just like it has every other morning that week so many think nothing about it. In a couple of hours, the city starts to struggle beneath the white layer that's steadily cover every street and building. It builds faster than it can be cleared and by noon a warning is issued for people to stay home or stay where they are.

Just before the worst of the storm hits, authorities are alerted about a cone-shaped vessel crashing into the Hudson and lodging itself into the ice. A team is sent out to investigate.
  • The storm will last a good 24 hours.
  • It's possible to be outside but not easy. Getting anywhere will have to be done on foot, sight is limited and snow keeps falling.
  • Looters can be expected.
  • Plenty of people stuck in a variety of locations, not all of them great or with good shelter.
  • Electricity flickers on and off at times, occasionally gone for longer stretches of time.
  • You can plot and plan in this thread if you guys like, as well as ask questions.
  • No time restriction, these threads can be completed at your own leisure.
  • Sign up your threads below once posted!




RESPONSE TEAM
(suggested, no obligation to particpate!)

@TONY STARK (thread starter)
@MELISSA GOLD
@KARLA SOFEN
@PAUL EBERSOL
@THOR ODINSON

Dec 1 2017, 01:11 PM
In early 1995 Reed Richards finishes his design for a rocket-ship equipped with an experimental hyperdrive. Due to insecurities about it actually working, Reed was having a hard time finding investors, until Tony Stark took an interest in the project and then helped funding it. The space vessel now named The Fantastic departs from Earth with the goal of being the first manned vessel to land on Mars. A team of four are well on their way to their destination, when contact is lost. When nothing is heard back, the astronauts are presumed lost or dead.

In January 2017 The Fantastic returns to Earth after have been missing for some years. After crashing in a field somewhere in Iowa, the four travelers emerged altered but unharmed. Later the group is dubbed the Fantastic Four. As it turns out, somewhere between Earth and Mars, the vessel had encountered a cosmic storm and what had been twenty-two years for everyone on Earth, had only seemed like a few hours for the adventurers.

For their first few months back, government opted to keep all four of the team under house-arrest until everything could be sorted out but eventually they were revealed to the world as the Fantastic Four. Currently the Fantastic Four is an established and registered team that works closely with the government. They all live and work out of the Baxter Building, more specifically the five top floors, that have been tailored for their needs. Their primary income stems from Sue and Reed's contract with the military, developing nonlethal weapons and inventions.




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<p>- Born in Central City, California. Son to Nathaniel Richards, a wealthy physicist and Evelyn Richards, a successful scientist. Evelyn died when Reed was only seven years old.<br>
- Child prodigy with special aptitude in mathematics, physics, and mechanics, was always encouraged by his father. <br>
- Was in his mid-teens when he was accepted to CalTech and then later also attended MIT and Harvard. Reed has several degrees; electrical, mechanical and aerospace engineering, electronics, chemistry, physics and biology. <br>
- When attending State University, he was roomed with one Victor von Doom but the Latverian genius opted to change quarters and Reed was then roomed with high school football-star, Bejamin Grimm. The two became close friends. <br>
- Was already in his early 20s working on plans for a starship. <br>
- During his time at the State University, he was renting a room at a boarding house in Manhattan, which is how he met Susan Storm. <br>
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- Soon after this, his father dies from an accident in his own lab, leaving Reed with a substantial sum of money, that is used for the building of his rocket. It is however not enough. Eventually the last of the projects is funded by Tony Stark and the mission to Mars is a fact and not just a dream.
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<p>- Born and raised in Long Island.<br>
- Mother died in a car crash when Sue was in her late teens. Their father couldn't save her and guilt-ridden, he started to drink and gamble. Didn't take long before he'd gambled away all the family money.<br>
- Eventually he ended up in prison for murder after accidentally killing his loan shark. Susan and her younger brother Johnny ended up the care of their aunt. who ran a boardinghouse. <br>
- Sue at an early age knew what she wanted to work with and graduated with top marks, with a PhD in molecular physics.<br>
- During her stay with her aunt she got to know Reed Richards and the two grew close and over the years she followed Reed's dream and eventually became invested enough in it that she became a part of the crew. <br>
- On the team, Sue is the organizer, the one that keeps everyone together and able to address all of the finer details, regardless of the task.
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<h2>thing</h2>
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<h3>40 <b>+</b> michael cudlitz<b>+</b> former astronaut, adventurer</h3>
<p>- Born on Yancy Street on Manhattan's Lower East Side. Grew up under poor circumstances. His father, due to being an alcoholic couldn't keep a job, so the family's income mainly came from his older brother, Daniel.<br>
- Daniel was part and leader of a street gang and gained his income illegally. When Ben was only eight years old, Daniel was killed in a battle between two rival gangs. <br>
- Ben followed the same path and got involved in the same gang. After his parents died, his uncle Jake took him in with open arms. <br>
- Soon enough left his life with the gang and earned himself a football scholarship to the State University in Hegeman. He was roomed with the science student Reed Richards. Already the first time meeting, Reed told Ben about the intention to build a starship, something that he joked that he'd pilot for Richards. <br>
- After graduation, Ben joined the military. After he finished, he served a short time before continuing on to the U.S. Air Force where he became a fighter-pilot and an astronaut. When he leaves, he does as a decorated veteran.
- Some years later, Ben made good on his promise and did pilot the Fantastic. Today he remains on the team, helps out in what way he can, goes on mission but is mainly waiting for the solution Reed has promised him.<br>

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<p>- Born in Long Island.<br>
- Mother died in a car crash when Sue was in her late teens and J ohnny was still very young. Their father couldn't save her and guilt-ridden, he started to drink and gamble. Didn't take long before he'd gambled away all the family money.<br>
- Eventually he ended up in prison for murder after accidentally killing his loan shark. Together with her older sister, Johnny ended up the care of their aunt. who ran a boardinghouse. <br>
- Became at a young age fascinated with cars and started to tinker with anything he could get his hands on. It resulted him becoming an excellent mechanic already in his teens. While attending high school he worked extra in a car shop and then was hired directly after graduation. <br>
- In his late teens, he was discovered by a model agency and became a teenage heartthrob after just a few ads. He was eager to embrace this image and lifestyle. The money helped enroll in college, somewhat premature as he was often seeking more interesting things and thrills, many of them involving women and cars.<br>
- Johnny took the last spot on the crew the Fantastic and upon having returned to Earth, he started to pursue a career as a superhero. Instead of working on finishing his degree in financial management, he in his spare time street races.<br>
- Johnny is, not to everyone's glee, the official spokesperson of the group. It's a request from the FF's government liaison, much due to Johnny enjoying the spotlight immensely and because he's well liked and popular.
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Nov 8 2017, 11:31 AM
This board is full of amazing and talented writers. The thread is meant as a place to highlight moments or lines that has touched us, for whatever reason. Whether if it's humorous, heartbreaking or action-packed, if it's something you've enjoyed or appreciated, share it here!

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Player & character: Xeper || @MELISSA GOLD
Other character/s involved: T'Challa
Thread link: Cats, Birds & International Relations
Comments: I'm dead xD
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The security checkpoint in front of them was well-manned, equipped with the finest in scanning tech, and totally bypassed because Melissa immediately led the group on an end-run around it, over the frustrated protests of the team manning it ("Eat a dick, I'm showing the King of Wakanda around!") and over towards the main concourse.


Oct 20 2017, 07:00 PM

"Everybody check your tanks!" The tall brunette called out to the group men that were buzzing around her, all in some kind of body-armor, composed by a variety of pads covering vital parts of the body. A few of them had opted to wear some form of masks, ranging from full on gas-masks to motorcycle helmets and the kind that you'd find currently in stores, given that Halloween wasn't far away. As far as she was concerned, they could wear whatever they wanted as long as the tanks on their backs were secured and ready.

"Clear!" One of them shifted his shoulders, a pair of intense eyes behind a gas mask as he turned towards her and tried out the rebuilt flamethrower he was carrying. Anne gave a nod of acknowledgement before they all packed it up and headed off to Queens and the Expo. No one questioned a garbage truck rolling through on the outskirts of the area and no one thought to look inside where they all were being transported. As they closed in on the area with the protesters and the Reverend, Anne slid out of he passenger seat and opened the door. For a moment she hung on the outside of the truck, one boot firmly on the step just below the door. When they were close enough, she knocked on the window for the driver to stop and then dunked her fist against the metal body of the truck to signal the men inside.

They all spilled out together and moved in a close formation towards the group of protesters that had gathered close to the center of the Expo grounds. "I trust all of you remember the objective," Anne asked them as she pulled her hair into a tight knot and then moved the scarf up above her mouth and nose. A black baseball cap was pulled from the pocket from her cargo pants which she fitted over her head and pulled it down close to her eyebrows. Spread mumbles and acknowledgements was heard from the squad of men behind her as they came to stand before the protesters. They were still chanting, waving their signs, perhaps even more angrily at the sight of them. Why no one had yet to react, was perhaps the sign Stryker had promised. Anne threw a quick glance over her shoulder before she focused forward, gaze steeled and ready. "Light 'em up."

As long tails of fire stretched for the protesters, the screams started and with that, the chaos. Anne smiled behind her scarf, flames reflected in her eyes as she lit a molotov and threw it right into the midst of panicking protesters. At the top of her lunges, she called to all and any who could hear. "HUMAN FILTH!"
Oct 20 2017, 06:57 PM
"Take it away, Friday."
"You got it, boss."

As soon as the first few notes of Shoot To Thrill thundered through the speakers in Pavilion C, the crowd around the stage erupted in loud and enthusiastic cheers, waves of hands reaching towards the glass-ceiling where they expected him to come through. The music was loud enough to be heard to the other pavilions and added with the traditional fireworks and general spirit of the Expo, it was enough to bring a smile to anyone's face, regardless of age.

Tony had been hovering high over the pavilion but at the given time, ten seconds or so into the song he shoot towards the rounded opening in the ceiling and upon arrival, the volumes in the area seemed to reach new heights. Before landing on the stage, he made his way around the room in a wide circle, flying just above the heads of the crowd with an armored hand stretched down for a multitude of high fives. As he came back around he engaged the repulsors just enough to take him a little higher to give enough momentum for what he considered to be an iconic Iron Man landing, right fist planted firmly in front of him. In the matter of moments, robotics had aided him in stowing away the armor below the stage and he stood before them all in a different kind of suit.

"Welcome back, everyone!" he started and stretched out his arms, as if he was the leader of an orchestra, seemingly fitting as the choir of voices appeared to follow the raising or lowering of his arms. "And by that I mean, everyone. You, you, you and you," he said and pointed out into the audience. "By innovate. Accommodate. And cooperate, we want to say that, not only that science is for, all, but that the world is. So it's my great pleasure to in--"

"Mr Stark, we got this just now, Reeds is running late. Could you...?"

"--welcome you all, profusely, to the Stark Expo 2017!" Another wave of cheers was followed by the statement, but as many had expected, Tony Stark did not leave the stage, instead he lingered. to many's curiosity. Tony moved across the stage lazily, as if he was more than comfortable being in the spotlight, which was also the truth. "There's one more thing I would like--can we please get a spotlight on Miss Pepper Potts?" Soon enough one was directed towards her and spread out applause and whistles could be heard throughout the area. "I wouldn't be here today, if it wasn't for this woman, who also for some reason survives being engaged to me. Did you guys know that? We're engaged. Technically she hasn't said yes, mostly because I didn't ask, not really. Now's a good time as ever, right?" He turned to to the audience, as if he was asking them the question and the answered that resounded said it all.

Waving for Pepper to enter the stage, he knelt with the very intention of staying that way until she had joined him. "Pepper Potts, will you m--" A not so distance booming coming from some fort of detonation over in Pavilion I made him pause and narrow his eyes. "That wasn't me." Smoke billowed in the shape of a pillar from the dome but soon sight was diminished as the stage lightning and the huge screen behind him flickered. For a splint second, the whole area went pitch black, to then light up again.

"Incoming, twelve o' clock!"
"Oh boy."

The RPG broke the glass as it propelled through the ceiling, headed straight for the stage and when it hit, the impact shattered the screen and tore through parts of the stage, the upward blast reaching almost all the way to the roof. Not long after body-armor figures rushed through the crowd, firing at the roof. Bottles sailed through the air, all of them alight and upon landing fire erupted and started to cling to anything viable.
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