EMH Avengers {RPG} Avengers Facility NY
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				Title: <strong>EMH Avengers {RPG} Avengers Facility NY</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>10-09-2019, 11:54:13</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 24pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Avengers Facility</strong></span></span></div><br><div align="center">(http://vignette2.wikia.nocookie.net/marvelcinematicuniverse/images/f/f3/NewAvengersFacility.png/revision/latest?cb=20151112141913)</div><br>The facility that would become the New Avengers Facility started out as a series of Stark Industries warehouses created by Howard Stark. The warehouses were used to store Stark Industries equipment, such as the Signal Decoy. Certain S.H.I.E.L.D. agents, such as Nick Fury, Phil Coulson and Melinda May were privy to the items being stored at the warehouse. Over time, the warehouses were no longer guarded, to the point where Tony Stark referred to them as abandoned, despite them still housing Stark equipment. <br><br>The facility was founded shortly after the aftermath of the Battle of Sokovia and end of the Ultron Offensive. The Avengers team was reformed, with Iron Man and Hawkeye leaving the team voluntarily, Thor leaving Earth, and Hulk going missing. Many of the staff are former S.H.I.E.L.D. agents, such as Maria Hill or Nick Fury. In addition, the facility had the support of renowned scientists such as Erik Selvig and Helen Cho. The base was used for scientific research, military training, weapons development, and the New Avengers program. Vehicles and aircraft such as the Quinjet were also stationed at the facility. <br><br>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br><br>Foyer: The main entrance hall to the facility on the ground level.<br><br>Bedrooms: Each Active Avenger has his ore her own bedroom. <br><br>Bathroom: A shared room for personal hygiene activities containing the essential appliances, including three basins accompanied with mirrors, and a paper towel dispenser.<br><br>Conference Room: The main room for holding meetings amongst the Avengers and any visitors. When Thaddeus Ross arrived at the facility to introduce the Sokovia Accords to the Avengers, they all gathered in the conference room where he went through their previous battles and what the new Accords that were made as a result of that would entail. <br><br>Common Area: When the facility was remodelled, a new room was built for the Avengers to use as the main area of operations and downtime. This includes a small kitchen area attached, a round table capable of projecting holograms, a sitting area and bookshelf.<br><br>Laboratories: Next to the common area, a section that provides controlled conditions in which scientific or technological research, experiments, and measurement may be performed. <br><br>Lounge: Right next to the conference room, the Avengers sat there to discuss the Sokovia Accords amongst themselves after Thaddeus Ross visited, which was very controversial.<br><br>Kitchen: Joined to the lounge area, used for cooking and food preparation, equipped with an oven, refrigerator and stove, stocked with food and utensils, and a spot for the Avengers to eat.<br><br>Gym: A section next to the outdoor area that houses exercise equipment for the purpose of physical exercise for the Avengers. <br><br>Shooting Range: Looking out to the lake next to the facility, a specialized room designed for firearms qualifications, training or practice.<br><br>Natatorium: The facility contains a lap pool. <br><br>Rehabilitation Room: A room on the ground level that caters for any Avenger who get injured, including several equipment to help the process of rehabilitation, including an exercise ball, neoprene hand weights, an exercise bike, and medicine balls. <br><br>Screening Room: A room with a cinema style screen in which films are shown.<br><br>Hangar: An extensive floor area, used for housing Quinjets and other vehicles.<br><br>Storage: When the facility was renovated for the base of operations for the Avengers, all the Stark Industries equipment, were locked up into a storage unit. <br><br>Sanitary Sewer: Beneath the facility, a tunnel system for transporting sewage from the facility.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: EMH Avengers {RPG} Avengers Facility NY</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>11-09-2019, 06:09:26</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/marveldatabase/images/e/e6/Ironheart_Armor_Model_2.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20170817060214)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Morgan Stark (Iron Heart)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Iron Heart Armour Mac 1<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Sep 10, 2019<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Early Day<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> The Avengers Facility -&gt; Upstate New York<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Command Deck<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Black Knight, US Agent, Dazzler, Gambit, Blade<br><hr><br>Morgan was ready for this. Her whole young life she had been observing her farther and his friends. She always knew she wanted to be a hero. She loved her dad so much even when he drove her crazy. Now he was gone, along with her other Aunts and Uncles who raised her. The Avengers, and other heroes and champions of the world had vanished with him. Her mother Pepper told her to except the inventible, now she was 18 she was old enough to understand sometimes people don't come back from war. But Morgan was too much like her farther to just accept things. Maybe they were gone, maybe Thanos took them all out, but the rest of the world was still here which told her that they maybe took him down too. But the world still needed heroes and Morgan was going to give them one. Her mother didn't approve but it didn't matter because she had a higher purpose, she wasn't just going to go off to college and bury her head in the sand. She was the daughter of Iron Man and she was going to help protect the planet and if she had to one day Avenge her farther.&nbsp; She was in her mac 1 suit, Iron Heart was her codename as a reference to her farther. She got out of bed that morning and exercised, doing push ups and a jog around the complex. She already had breakfast which was cerial and milk. She then went back to her room and suited up as Iron Heart. Morgan then flew her armour out of her quarters and down to the main lobby.<br><br>The Vision who was now in a AI form had called a meeting of the New Avengers ten minutes ago and Morgan was eager to go. Her first mission as Iron Heart and her blood was pumping. She had moved into the Complex after arguing with her mother and her dads best friend Happy Hogan but they both were doing damage control trying to run Stark Empire. SO this gave Morgan a opportunity to sneak out of her parents Cabin in the woods and end up here. Her teammates were not the A game Avengers one would expect but apparently each had been selected for a reason, The Vision AI had done the selecting. But each had a reason for being their given this was going to be a public persona, but Morgan was of the Understanding that two other Avenger's Teams had been secretly selected as well. First was John Walker/US Agent. He was like Steve Rodgers only seemingly far more conservative in his views, no one doubted he was a good guy but at times he could come off as brash and arrogant. But with Rodgers gone like her farther he was a symbol as she was. The world needed a Captain America and only Walker was left to fill that void. <br><br>Next was Dane Whitman/Black Knight, another Avenger allum. He was very cute, handsome and charming and had that sexy English Accent. Morgan had a big crush on him and she blushed whenever he was around (luckily she had her helmet on now) She knew he was powered by Magick which wasn't a bad thing to have on any team. But she wondered if both he and US Agent would clash for a field leader type role. But Black knight was also known to the public which was another reason he was on the team. Finally the two former X-men Dazzler and Gambit were members. Dazzler was known to the world as a mutant celebrity and was actually well liked. She had a music career and had teamed up with many of Earths Heroes, Gambit however was mourning the loss of his wife Rouge who had been with the X-men who had fought against Thanos. Morgan wanted to get a chance to speak to him when she could to let him know he wasn't alone in morning. She arrived at the lobby and flew down, she was going to keep her helmet on for this meeting, she was by far the youngest on this team and she didn't want that to influence them when they were around her. Morgan wanted to be treated as a Equal. it was bad enough she was living with the fear her mother was going to turn up at any time and try to take her home. The last thing she needed was her new teammate's doubting her skills in the field because of her age.<br><br>Morgan looked out the widow and crossed her arms over her chest. It was a aful day, clouds in the sky threatening to fall rain. Summer was officially over and a new day (whatever that was) coming over the horizon. She was still mourning her farther every day, it hurt in her chest. She would see something that triggered her and she would be a wreck crying, but she was brave, she was his daughter through and through and she was determined to take his place and be a beacon of light in the dark times. All she hoped was her new teammate's would want the same as she did. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: EMH Avengers {RPG} Avengers Facility NY</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cold Heritage</strong> on <strong>11-09-2019, 07:43:26</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/dLcz0kA.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> John Walker (USAgent)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> USAgent outfit<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Sep 10, 2019<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Early Day<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> The Avengers Facility <br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> John has a dream, works out, then heads for Vision's meeting<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Black Knight, Iron Heart, Gambit<br><hr><br><div align="center">John Walker's Beautiful Dream</div><br><em>It was a beautiful sunny afternoon in Georgia. John found himself sitting in a rocking chair on the porch of his parents' house, watching the sun play over the peach trees. The peaches would be coming in soon, and boy howdy, there was nothing sweeter than a Georgia peach. John reached down and pulled a beer out of a cooler that rested beside his chair, and popped the cap off with ease. He took a sip and felt the cool, bubbling beverage refresh himself. It was warm, but not unbearable, and the cold beer was a perfect way to wet the whistle.<br><br>"Hey now soldier, you got another brew in there for me?" John almost fell out of the rocking chair at that commanding voice. The voice of a soldier that could command a god. It belonged to none other than Captain America, Steve Rogers. John hastily grabbed a beer, opened, and stood up, holding it out to Steve. Steve took the brew with a thankful nod, and took manly swig from the brew before he ascended the porch steps and settled down into one of the rocking chairs. Steve let out a satisfied sigh. "At ease, John. At ease." Steve said and John took a seat, trying to relax. But in the presence of a living legend, a man who was everything John's beloved America stood for, how could he? A lot of people talked the talk of loving America, but Steve was the real deal. A real Christian, too - though Steve did not spend a lot of time on his knees. But that was because Steve was the real deal there, too: a real Christian was a doer! Jesus Christ did not go around muttering platitudes about 'thoughts and prayers!' Jesus got shit done. Jesus got angry. The Lord had a righteous anger at sin and injustice, and two strong hands to help those in need. And by God, when someone needed help Steve Rogers was not on his knees and his hands were not clasped in prayer. Steve was on his feet and his hands were hard-working until the job was done!<br><br>"By God, this is America. Right here." Steve mused, and John could only find himself nodding in mute agreement. John raised his beer to his mouth to mask that he had nothing to say. Steve drank, and for a time there was a companionable silence. "John, I know you had one go around, and it didn't work out for you. I don't fault you for that. But now that I'm gone-"<br><br>John's brow furrowed. "- you're going to have step up. It's going to be hard on you, John. You know it in your heart, John, but you need to know it in your head: America's a place for any person to come and make a life for themselves. Good, hard honest work is the measure of someone's character. The Founding Fathers conceived of a free country where anyone could have a go at it and make something better than where they came from. No matter what, John. Now I'll bet that they didn't have muties back in those days but you know Wanda's always been such a sweet girl and Wolverine was . . . well, he was on our side during World War 2. I know you had problems with Johnny Storm - I heard about that Macey's Day Parade thing-"<br><br>"He was wearing lipstick, Cap." John interjected, but immediately regretted it. <br><br>"- and let me tell you, John: back in the big one, I fought alongside men who were - well in my day we called them 'confirmed bachelors.' Always suspected Wolverine was one. They were just men like your or me, John, in the end. They're your neighbors, John: love them like God commands, whether human, mutie, miscellaneous. Only thing you ought to judge a person on is their character, and we both know character's in what a person does. A man honestly loves another man? None of our business, John. Maybe those San Francisco types get a little tasteless but they don't like to be told how to live their lives anymore than you or I would. And anyway, Johnny's passed and he and Jim've made their peace up in Heaven over Johnny fagging up Jim's good name all these years but now they're melting Nazis together up in Heaven . . ."<br><br>John made to raise the beer to his mouth when-</em><br><br><div align="center">John Walker's Modern Life</div><br>- suddenly the scenery shifted. No longer was John Walker sitting in a comfortable rocking chair, sipping beer with Captain America. Instead he was in the dark of one of the standard bedrooms of the Avengers Facility. The buzzing of an alarm clock had roused John out of slumber, and he reached over groggily to depress the button that would silence it. John gave a groan and the contents of his dream was rapidly fading. He threw off the sheets and swung his legs over the edge of the bed, rubbing his face with the palms of his hands. The Georgian got up, scratched his ass, and went to brush his teeth, mostly on auto-pilot, then shaving the same way. John changed from star-spangled boxer shorts into some grey, nondescript gym clothes.<br><br>He grabbed a towel from his closet and made his way down to the gym. There he hit the weights hard, pushing himself to the limits of his superhuman strength for a good hour, working all of the major muscle groups. He was conscientious about cleaning up each station after he used them, leaving them just the way he found them. Then it was back to his room for a shower. In the shower he experienced a bout of dizziness and felt a headache coming on, but John was expecting it - he was still recovering from that concussion after he got hit by that train. John gave an irritated grunt and had to stop himself from putting a fist through the shower wall. <br><br>After he dried off and donned his USAgent attire, John made his way to the kitchen. He prepared a breakfast of fruit and oatmeal, and washed it down with some orange juice. It was, honestly, not a good breakfast because John was worth fuck all in the kitchen. The MREs he had subsisted on before coming back Stateside were genuinely better than the food he made himself, but John was not one to bitch and complain. About food, anyway.<br><br>John was, honestly, not looking forward to working with Gambit. One of Charlie X's 'children of the atom' brain-washed child soldiers who were the 'next step in evolution' or some hippy garbage like that. Not that John was a card-carrying Friend of Humanity, or anything. He had not had any problems with Wanda, who was a sweet girl, and she was the daughter of the world's number one mutant terrorist: Magneto. Magneto. Who led a group that honestly called themselves the 'Brotherhood of Evil Mutants.' How in criminy was anyone not supposed to want to stomp a Texas-sized mudhole in their asses and then walk that son of a bitch dry with a name like that? Then the fucker would open his mouth and talk about genociding the whole human race.<br><br>Still, John grit his teeth and trudged into the main lobby. He saw Iron Man's daughter there in one of those fancy suits that got Tony hard, and had to bite back a 'isn't it a school day?' remark. John knew that Cap would not turn her down if she wanted to step up and make a difference. <br><br>So instead of making that remark John just grunted and crossed his arms over his chest, grimacing as the headache he was experiencing got worse.
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				Title: <strong>Re: EMH Avengers {RPG} Avengers Facility NY</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bowen</strong> on <strong>11-09-2019, 11:01:12</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/ad/8e/42/ad8e42941beab9b0ea622b2c48272e46.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> &nbsp;Black Knight/Dane Whitman (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=310417.msg15065586#msg15065586)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Elven Armour, Magic Sheild, the Ebony Blade...and a helmet<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Sep 10, 2019<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Early Day<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> The Avengers Facility -&gt; Upstate New York<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Command Deck<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Ironheart, US Agent, Gambit<br><hr><br>Dane was up before the rooster crowed or in his current case, the electric alarm. His dreams were always the same--fighting in the Crusades along with his brothers, watching many of them fall. Merlin and Arthur, one a pragmatist the other and idealist, who would have thought it would be the wizard who was the pragmatic one between them? When his dreams got to Crystal and Sersi he forced himself up and out of bed...a good half hour before his alarm was set to go off. There was only so much he could take in a night. He slept naked and was considering just padding to the shower but he was about to go and train until the burn in his muscles took up all of the background noise in his head. <br><br>He summoned his items by touching his amulet before he left his room. When he trained or exercised it was always with his armour. It needed to feel like a second skin to him, not added weight. First it was warm-up calisthenics, then weights, then practice with blade and shield. Dane didn't have powers, he had items--he needed to maintain his fitness or he'd slow down. The combat simulator felt like he was in a life-sized video game. He always set it so the computer would randomly change something about the foes to make them tougher. Having a Chitarri grab his shield while another few shot at him was interesting. New team tactics never before seen. <br><br>Dragging the one holding his shield in front of him and using him to block the others fire only saved him from two. Another two had a good line of sight. Using your sword to block bullets or laser beams was never optimal fighting strategy, especially when you had your very own trusty magic shield. I was however, something he'd been forced to do a number of times. He was slowly getting to the point where he could even ricochet the laser back at the shooter or at least one of others attacking him. He went at his foes with a fury, never afraid to throw in a few side kicks or elbows when the opportunity presented itself.<br><br>When he pushed himself far enough for today, he hit the showers. Luckily for him he never had to buff or shine his armour. The magic of the amulet made sure he was always ready for a parade when he first summoned the items that were his. He spent a good twenty minutes getting blasted by hot water. During the crusades there was little he missed more than a hot shower. Time travel sucked that way. Everyone else had no idea what they were missing, he knew exactly what creature comforts were to be had. He noticed the fist sized hole and didn't bother wondering who made it.<br><br>When he walked towards the lobby he was looking forward to meeting his new team mates. John was a soldier, a surely right wing one to be sure but he had fought beside common soldiers and elite knights for years. He knew what to expect from him. Gambit was interesting choices. Who didn't love Gambit's accent, he had the women swooning all the time. Gambit was a legend, there was no wondering there. <br><br>When he saw Morgan he gave her a courtly bow. "<strong>M'Lady. How are you this fine morning?</strong>" he asked. "<strong>Hello Mr. Walker.</strong>" Just because he understood USAgent didn't mean they had met very many times. You earned calling someone by their first name as you earned their respect. He looked for some coffee and a muffin, found egg, ham and cheese sandwiches and took two of those. "<strong>Ms. Stark, want a muffin or anything?</strong>" he asked.<br><br>He was the Black Knight, he was going to bring chivalry back and make it stylish again.
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				Title: <strong>Re: EMH Avengers {RPG} Avengers Facility NY</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>keyotess</strong> on <strong>12-09-2019, 08:32:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTQvYbtotNuEbVVZ-vnmn79KV-Yb1SXCT30sMRqCBZQFxQ--a3U) <br>With Long strawberry blonde hair</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Alison Blaire | Dazzler &nbsp;(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=310417.msg15065568#msg15065568)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Blue Catsuit with a yellow sunburst in middle of her chest combined with a Black leather jacket and flat soled calf high boots<br><strong>DAY: </strong>Sep 10, 2019<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Early Day<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> The Avengers Facility -&gt; Upstate New York<br><strong>CONTENT: </strong>Meet and Greet<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Black Knight, US Agent, Iron Heart, Gambit, Blade<br><hr><br>Alison woke up to music slowly increasing in volume, energizing her, opening her eyes she looked up at the ceiling of the room she was assigned at the Avengers Facility.&nbsp; She laid in bed, absorbing sound into her body as she contemplated what she had let herself in for, joining the Avengers. she had been in and out of teams and she has always run into problems, the main one being that she wanted a life outside of fighting the good fight.&nbsp; At some point, she always left whatever team she was part of to continue with her singing career.&nbsp; But the original Avengers were gone, for one reason or another and a new Avengers team needed to be gathered, the world demanded there always be an Avengers team to protect them from external threats.&nbsp; <br><br>Vision, now back to being a bodiless AI in the computer system had recruited the new team.&nbsp; Black Knight was a solid choice, lots of experience, had worked with the Avengers in the past and was honorable.&nbsp; iron Heart was the successor to Iron Man, but was inexperienced.&nbsp; Gambit had proving himself to be a good teammate with the X-men and she looked forward to working with him again.&nbsp; She didn't know much about Blade, but his reputation made him out to be very cold and unapproachable.&nbsp; And finally there was USAgent, and while he was a powerhouse, he was self-righteous and judgemental.<br><br>None of the other members were well known or liked by the general public and that was where she came in.&nbsp; Yes, she was an experienced heroine who had worked with many groups and SHIELD before, she was powerful.&nbsp; But the main reasons she was invited to the team was that she was popular and well liked by the general population.&nbsp; She was going to be the face that was presented to the public and hopefully help the rest of the team gain popularity through association.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Rolled out of bed the tall strawberry blonde stretched her arms above her head as little sparkles of light twinkled around her body, wailking over to her dresser and pulling out some running shorts and a sports bra.&nbsp; She quickly got dressed and then found her running shoes, a nice early morning run would do her good, relax her before the first team meeting later this morning.&nbsp; The tall blonde spent the next hour running around the compound, mixing in some sprints in her run.&nbsp; <br><br>Walking back into her bedroom, she removed her running gear, tossing her sweaty clothes into the hamper as she walked into the small bathroom attached to her room.&nbsp; A quick shower later, Alison came out drying off her long, toned body and went over to her closet to pick out which outfit she wanted to wear to the meeting room.&nbsp; She thought about with going with her favorite outfit, the white sleeveless catsuit, but after considering who was part of the team, she decided to go with her more conservative blue catsuit with a leather jacket.&nbsp; Getting dressed, she checked herself out in the mirror and smiled in satisfaction at her look, sexy but ready for action, attaching a small MP3 player with speakers.&nbsp; There was always sound around, but it was better to get her power from music, it was a more reliable source for continuous power than ambient sounds.<br><br>Taking a deep, calming breath, time to put on her stage personal, everything she did when she joined the others would affect their interactions and she needed to portray confidence.&nbsp; Walking out of her room, she proceeded down to the lobby/lounge outside of the conference rooms for meetings.&nbsp; &nbsp;As she stepped into the lounge, she paused and looked at who was already there, it looked like most of the team was there, except for Blade and Gambit.&nbsp; She smiled at Iron Heart and nodded in greeting as she walked over to where breakfast was laid out.&nbsp; Picking up a sandwich with sausage and egg, she smiled and nodded at Black Knight, "Hello Mr Whitman, how are you doing this morning?" &nbsp;She asked politely as she got herself a glass of water.&nbsp; She nodded politely toward the stiff USAgent. Sparkles of multi-colored light appeared and disappeared around the tall, toned strawberry blonde.
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				Title: <strong>Re: EMH Avengers {RPG} Avengers Facility NY</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caradoc</strong> on <strong>12-09-2019, 13:36:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://cafart.r.worldssl.net/images/Category_35444/subcat_102868/lJnxrtix_1108142222461.jpg)</div><br>NAME: Remy LeBeau <br>WEARING: Body Armor, trench coat, his usual look<br>DAY: Sep 10, 2019<br>TIME: Early Day<br>LOCATION: The Avengers Facility -&gt; Upstate New York<br>CONTENT: Meet and Greet<br>TAGGING: Black Knight, US Agent, Iron Heart, Dazzler, Blade<br><br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; For one of the very few times in his life, Remy LeBeau didn’t feel confident about what to do next. He’d had his struggles in life, sure, and been convinced he was about to die more times than he could count, but he’d always had the unshakable confidence that things would work out for him, or that, if they didn’t, he wouldn’t be around long enough to care. Thief, adventurer, X-Man, he’d seen the world in a lot of different ways. Now, he was seeing it in shades of grey darkness. Rogue was gone. Almost all the X-Men were gone. And somehow, he was the one left over. Bulletproof skin, regeneration that could close any wounds, those people were gone, and he wasn’t. God had a strange sense of humor.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; He was doing whatever he could to try and balance the scales, be the best he could now. In many years of living in the mansion on Graymalkin Lane, he’d learned one thing. Mutants in general, and X-Men in particular, somehow or other found ways back from being dead. Over and over, those who were lost returned. Maybe, just maybe, if he took the side of the angels for a while, some minor miracle would happen and Rogue would return to him. It wasn’t much of a hope, but it was something. It was, for now, all he had. The Guilds in New Orleans were warring again, and didn’t have much time to spare for the too-often gone King of the Thieves. The mansion was nearly empty back in Salem Center. He’d been a loner for years, but never felt this alone.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; This Avengers’ Compound, or whatever they were calling it, was a lot different than the mansion. He’d prowled around the hallways at night when he was busy not sleeping, which was most of the time. The vault was impressive. Locked, of course, but you couldn’t expect to invite a master thief inside without him doing what he did. Remy hadn’t taken anything, of course, but it wasn’t a bad idea to know what was where. Just in case. He also wasn’t impressed with the kitchen. Was he the only one here who knew how to cook? He’d have to take that up with someone or other.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; For now, the Clockwork Man who had gone wireless, bodiless even, had called a meeting. Meetings were far from Remy’s favorite things, but he was trying to be good. He thought about his teammates as he slunk along the corridor, hugging the shadows more out of habit than from trying to hide from the others. Morgan Stark was a rookie, and had a lot to prove, and that was a recipe for disaster in his book. Hopefully he’d be wrong. It would be good to be wrong on this one. The Black Knight, he knew just enough of to be fairly sure he had a handle on. The man was a Hero, with the capital H, like Scott Summers had been. That was a thought to be pushed away. Alison, he knew slightly from their time at the School. She wasn’t one of the X-Men he knew well, but they’d at least spoken before coming here. Walker… Remy shook his head. He’d heard stories about the man, few of them good. He’d stay out Captain America’s cousin, or whoever he was, way if the shield bearer would do the same. Remy didn’t have to like him, just work with him. Well, he’d see what all this was about. Meetings. Time better spent training. Or cooking. Or doing almost anything else. He went to the command deck, quietly, stealthily, wondering what they’d been called for this time.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: EMH Avengers {RPG} Avengers Facility NY</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gannameade</strong> on <strong>12-09-2019, 15:35:18</strong>
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				&nbsp;<br><div class="floatleft">(https://cdn.onebauer.media/one/empire-tmdb/films/36647/images/kTvGzXv4lIoQAOU8hAvdZtnEqy0.jpg?quality=50&amp;width=1800&amp;ratio=16-9&amp;resizeStyle=aspectfill&amp;format=jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Eric Brooks<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Blade<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Sep 10, 2019<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Early Day<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> The Avengers Facility -&gt; Upstate New York<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Command Deck<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Black Knight, US Agent, Dazzler, Gambit, Iron Heart<br><hr><br>&nbsp;Blade had been up most of the night, he came in to refuel.&nbsp; He was going to go back to Chemistry, but time got away from him so he had to go back to formula.&nbsp; It wasn’t like him to not enjoy some type of diversion.&nbsp; Considering how he grew up it was maybe simpler to request interaction other than try to charm (Nope none of that!), seduce (too much time), wit (please!). <br><br>It was good that he had lots of money, not Tony Stark money but some.&nbsp; Destroying vampires was what he lived for and pilfering the pockets of clothes filled with ash generally gave him a tidy some if he killed enough.&nbsp; He lived for killing.&nbsp; <br><br>Even now he felt the sun come up and it brought a smile to his otherwise grim face as it meant his enemies had to turn in or end up deep-fried and crispy.&nbsp; He loved killing vampires, he was more than aroused right now at the thought of opening the door to Tauren Agency and watching most if not all of them drop to the floor into so much ash as he shot out several windows. <br><br>He shivered as he could already hear the screams of torture go through them as the sun lanced through their bodies like so many swords cutting them down like wheat.&nbsp; He licked his lips and got his sweat-soaked body off of the floor.<br><br>He moved to shower and get dressed, he knew there was movement about he could feel it.&nbsp; But most of them were human.&nbsp; When Vision told him about a meeting, he asked about the team.&nbsp; Black Knight – Old friend at least, a dude with a sword and a superman complex a mile wide…familiar maybe, pot/kettle.&nbsp; USAgent – Captain America wanna-be a little bit stronger but will probably be the leader…or want to be (Just point and get out of my damned way.)&nbsp; Leader types got on his nerves.&nbsp; Dazzler – hot chick was nice on the eyes…since he is in the group..she would more likely be PR, nice music, but those hips though!&nbsp; Gambit – Wasn’t he an Xman, wonder how Logan is doing. <br><br>New Orleans…Thieves guild…remember having to garner permission to operate out of there once or twice. <br><br>Increased my cooking skills down there, visited Mama’s grave, grandma's too.&nbsp; Nice to know someone else from there bouts.&nbsp; Then there was the shadow Iron Heart, he could only hope her chip on her shoulder wasn’t bigger than his own.&nbsp; She had something to prove, getting out of daddy’s shadow.&nbsp; He had a field and it was barren!<br><br>With that, he put on his trenchcoat to hide the fact that he was a walking arsenal and moved towards the steps only to hope over the rail.&nbsp; He hit the ground even from here with no more than the sound of a book falling off of a table.<br><br>He looked around at those assembled, he gave the Black Knight a shake of two old warriors.&nbsp; He would have hugged him, but that would have proved that he had a heart and in truth, he didn’t need for these people to know. <br><br>The truth was he was still wondering why he was here.&nbsp; He was not the teammate type, but loneliness got the best of even him and he felt some comfort being around people like him…sometimes.&nbsp; He wasn’t sure how long this would last. <br><br><strong>"Morning all!" </strong> He spoke in a deep voice that sounded almost like molasses.
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				Title: <strong>Re: EMH Avengers {RPG} Avengers Facility NY</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>12-09-2019, 19:43:20</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://assets.mycast.io/posters/9855_medium.jpg?1556215816)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Morgan Stark (Iron Heart)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Iron Heart Armour Mac 1<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Sep 10, 2019<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Early Day<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> The Avengers Facility -&gt; Upstate New York<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Command Deck<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Black Knight, US Agent, Dazzler, Gambit, Blade<br><hr><br>Morgan looked over to see was been joined by U.S Agent aka John Walker. She got the impression he didn't like her, she could tell just by his body language. He had worked with her farther for just under a year in the Force Works Faction, her dad had made I clear he didn't agree with Walker given their apposing political views.&nbsp; Morgan could tell he thought she was a privileged spoilt brat who had been handed everything and never worked for it. Morgan decided she wasn't going to let Walker on anyone intimidate her, she took off her helmet to reveal her young beautiful face. She was the spitting image of both her parent's. Morgan stood upright and she looked him dead in the eye, soon she was joined by Dane Whitman aka BlackKnight. Another former Avenger who had come back into the fold. He was the complete opposite of Walker, he was a real gentleman. He had that sexy English Accent and everything, British, and he was handsome as hell too. He called her M`lady and everything and then asked if she wanted a muffin ore something. "No im good thanks. I've already had two bowls of cereal." She said with a smile and a nod in his direction. <br><br>They were then joined by the other members of this ragtag team of Avengers. Former X-men Gambit and the Dazzler. Dazzler was a former pop star and honestly the most famous public mutant in the world. But she was also a freedom fighter for mutant wrights and she had teamed up with numerous Avengers, she knew Carol Danvers and Jennifer Walters both had rated her very highly when speaking of her. Gambit was more of a caution but he had been with the X-men for a good long while so she guessed he was on the up and up. Morgan was surprised the last addition was on the team, it was none other then Blade the vampire hunter. He was a man of myth a vampire who hunted his own kinde. But he wasn't a monster, he was a hero, half human and he had fought alongside the Avengers for years. He was the X Factor on the team but every team needed a X factor, one member who was unpredictable and didn't quiet belong. One could say maybe all of them were X factors in a way but that was what the world needed. The New Avengers had to be something differnt from what had gone before. She nodded in his direction and looked between the faces of this new Team. "So has anyone heard from Vision in the last couple of days? Given he was the one to select us all for this mission?" She said as she looked between the different members of the new team. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: EMH Avengers {RPG} Avengers Facility NY</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cold Heritage</strong> on <strong>14-09-2019, 04:03:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/dLcz0kA.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> John Walker (USAgent)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> USAgent outfit<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Sep 10, 2019<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Early Day<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> The Avengers Facility <br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> John Has The Perfect Plan With No Downsides<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Black Knight, Iron Heart, Gambit, Blade<br><hr><br>There was least one saving grace for this team: no red-heads. That would make working with the muties a little easier. John would take what he could get.<br><br>His frown deepened as Tony's daughter decided to eyeball him when he had not said or done anything to antagonize her. <br><br>Other people showed up before things got uppity. John was glad for that. It'd be a real shit-show if things started off with him putting some dents and scratches in princess's little tin suit. He nodded to Dane in acknowledgement, but the headache John was feeling left him too ornery to speak in reply. <br><br>"Ain't heard shit from Vision." Walker volunteered when princess asked. "Thought Sam put this outfit together, since he stepped up to fill Steve's boots. He ain't here?" John looked around, and it seemed no one else was going to show. It disappointed Walker - he thought when he agreed to join up it wasn't to some Force Works Avengers West Coast side project <em>again</em>. Story of his life - always the b team, always a b-side. Always in Steve's shadow, dismissed as a wannabe. And what was wrong with wanting to be Steve? A man could do a damned sight worse than wanting to live up to Captain America. It hurt John that he'd never made the cut that way, but it didn't stop him from trying, from getting back up and dusting himself off when that proverbial bull threw him. <br><br>"So let's get down to it: whose ass needs an Avengers-sized boot?" Walker said irritably. "If you ain't got someone in mind now, pull up the database, find some law-breaking fuck-up, and then we'll go take 'em down and wave the flag. Show everyone there's still Avengers and we aren't gonna let evil slide."
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				Title: <strong>Re: EMH Avengers {RPG} Avengers Facility NY</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caradoc</strong> on <strong>14-09-2019, 05:37:16</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://cafart.r.worldssl.net/images/Category_35444/subcat_102868/lJnxrtix_1108142222461.jpg)</div><br>NAME: Remy LeBeau <br>WEARING: Body Armor, trench coat, his usual look<br>DAY: Sep 10, 2019<br>TIME: Early Day<br>LOCATION: The Avengers Facility -&gt; Upstate New York<br>CONTENT: Meet and Greet<br>TAGGING: Black Knight, US Agent, Iron Heart, Dazzler, Blade<br><br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Gambit managed, barely, not to shake his head. He had never claimed to be the cream of the social elite, but at the very least, he had style. Walker… did not. The man was a blunt instrument, with all the grace that implied. Still, he had a point. They had been called for a meeting, no one knew why, and the caller himself wasn’t there? He glanced around, practiced eyes seeking the holo-projectors this new version of Vision would use to appear. Not too different from looking for hidden cameras or alarm sensors, really. <br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“Monsieur L’Agent is right,” Remy said, letting his charm take over. “If there is something to be done, let us do it. Someone to hunt, let us away. If not,” he shrugged. “I am certain we all have things to do, non?” He had been training hard, but he could always push himself through another course. Or, for that matter, busy himself in the kitchen. The facility was impressive, but seemed to be lacking domestic staff. He could assess the kitchen, acquire things if needed, and make something for a dinner tonight. Scott would call it “team building.” Rogue would have said “Southern hospitality.” Him, it was common sense. They all needed to eat, and sharing&nbsp; meal could be a form of bonding. “Is there a time we should wait for the man of vision?” <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: EMH Avengers {RPG} Avengers Facility NY</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlackStone</strong> on <strong>14-09-2019, 20:29:16</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/marveldatabase/images/0/02/All-New%2C_All-Different_Avengers_Vol_1_13_Textless.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20181110152047)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Vision<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Costume<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Sep 10, 2019<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Mid-Day<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> The Avengers Facility -&gt; Upstate New York<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Sky Lounge<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Black Knight, Blade, Dazzler, Iron Heart, US Agent<br><hr><br>The morning breakfast was interrupted by the Vision's voice coming from everywhere and nowhere all at once.&nbsp; <strong><em>"Avenger's Assemble. <br>&nbsp;We have a high priority alert from SHIELD personnel stationed on board the maximum security holding facility code named "The Raft".&nbsp; As of ten minutes ago, the new shift change personnel who arrived via transport today engaged in open hostilities and began releasing prisoners from their cells.&nbsp; All inhibitor devices were shut down before the shift change personnel opened fire.&nbsp; SHIELD is requesting Avengers support in stopping the riot in the facility before there is any further loss of life.&nbsp; I need all Avenger's present to report to Flight Operations now.&nbsp; &nbsp;Again, Avenger's Assemble."</em></strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: EMH Avengers {RPG} Avengers Facility NY</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>14-09-2019, 20:41:12</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://assets.mycast.io/posters/9855_medium.jpg?1556215816)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Morgan Stark (Iron Heart)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Iron Heart Armour Mac 1<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Sep 10, 2019<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Early Day<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> The Avengers Facility -&gt; Upstate New York<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Command Deck<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Black Knight, US Agent, Dazzler, Gambit, Blade<br><hr><br>Loosing her farther had been a major impact for Morgan, she still wasn't a hundred percent dealing with it in the most sensible way. Her mother said she was avoiding the pain but Morgan disagreed, the world needed Iron Man and she was going to have to be the next best thing. As she looked at US Agent she wondered if he could truly carry on the legacy left by Steve Rodgers, Steve was her uncle and she knew him first-hand, he was a good guy first and a super soldier second. But she wasn't sure about John Walker yet she may have to rely on him to save her life in a tough spot. Morgan decided to take the high road and to remain calm and collected at all times, not to let anyone see her sweat ore examine her insecurities. Sure she lived with the dread her mother was going to rock up any minute and reprimand her for becoming Iron heart but she figured her uncle Happy had bide her some time. As much as she didn't want to be the kid of the group she admitted to herself she was only 18 and she needed to finde acceptance in herself before she could earn it from others. SO in the nicest possible way of any of them doubted her and her ability's they could *Suck it* to put it bluntly. <br><br>Walker commented that he "Ain't heard shit from Vision." which was the nicest possible way he could say that. "Vis is still working out the kinks of his new programming, we may have to bare with him." Morgan said in defence of the Androids new AI concincouness. She would do what she could to help him adjust to not having a physical body (something which she was secretly working on replacing for him.) He then asked where Sam Wilson aka the New Captain America was. "He was recruited for the space team. They are on route to the last location of the missing heroes." Morgan stated as it was clear she had been briefed by Vision more then some of her current teammates. He then said they should finde some supervillian esque crime caper and put a stop to it, but using much cruder language then that. Gambit agreed with US Agent and asked if Vision was going to join them and they all clearly wanted to get on and do something. When one was in great mourning as they all were it was best to busy themselves with other tasks to keep their minds off things. Morgan chewed her bottom lip, maybe Vision was rebooting ore running some self diagnostic programme at the moment, looks like he was going to show. Morgan cleared her throat and addressed the newly formed Squad. "The World needs a Avengers team and we are it. The Avengers originally started with five member's so who`s to say we cant inspire some hope in desperate times. I know we hardly know each other...but were all the worlds got. So....Lets Assmeble." She said trying to be as mature and composed as she possibly could be. Just then Visions voice came over the speakers and told them the Raft had been breached and Villain's were escaping. She looked from one teammate to the next. "Blackknight, US Agent, can you guys fly us in a Quinn Jet to the Rafts location? I admit I don't legally have a pilots licence and haven't even been in a simulator yet, note to self to do that soon." She said as she glanced between the two *Seasoned* Avengers in the current mix. They needed to get to the raft and to protect the guards from getting ripped to pieces by the inmates. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: EMH Avengers {RPG} Avengers Facility NY</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cold Heritage</strong> on <strong>14-09-2019, 20:55:51</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/dLcz0kA.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> John Walker (USAgent)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> USAgent outfit<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Sep 10, 2019<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Early Day<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> The Avengers Facility <br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> John Has The Perfect Plan With No Downsides<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Black Knight, Iron Heart, Gambit, Blade<br><hr><br>"Fucking Goddamn limp-wristed Liberal pork barrel lowest bidder bullshit." John murmured under his breath and pinched the bridge of his nose with thumb and forefinger as Vision appeared in holographic format and told them that the Raft had been compromised <em>again</em>. But good enough - it was something that they could go and deal with. Quelling a super-riot at the Raft was old hat. John glanced over his shoulder and a brief look at a calendar affirmed that it was, indeed, Tuesday. Raft Riot Tuesday. Set your Goddamn watch by it.<br><br>"Been a while since I piloted a Quinn Jet. I can manage if the controls ain't changed much." The surly man replied to princess. With his luck whatever was in the hangar was twenty iterations and design changes from the last model of Quinn Jet he'd experienced - Tony, futurist that he was, was always rolling out the bleeding edge latest and greatest. It wasn't enough to be ten years ahead of the competition: he had to be a 100 years ahead. <br><br>In the back of his mind Walker wondered whether Blade, Dazzler, and Gambit could be trusted to quell a prison riot, but he didn't have time to pearl-clutch. There were good, honest, hard-working Americans in the Raft who needed their help. He broke out into a run and made his way to Flight Operations. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: EMH Avengers {RPG} Avengers Facility NY</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bowen</strong> on <strong>14-09-2019, 22:00:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/ad/8e/42/ad8e42941beab9b0ea622b2c48272e46.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> &nbsp;Black Knight/Dane Whitman (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=310417.msg15065586#msg15065586)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Elven Armour, Magic Sheild, the Ebony Blade...and a helmet<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Sep 10, 2019<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Early Day<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> The Avengers Facility -&gt; Upstate New York<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Command Deck<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Ironheart, US Agent, Dazzler, Gambit, Blade<br><hr><br>"No im good thanks. I've already had two bowls of cereal." Ms. Stark answered and he nodded to that and headed to the central table. He could feel them being watched but nothing to draw your sword and hack someone's head off over. They'd come out when they were ready; most likely just getting a feel for the room.<br><br>Dane placed his helmet just north of his plate when he noticed Alison come down. It was an interesting effect being around her scientifically, she was a living Doppler effect even when she wasn't actively absorbing sound to convert into those light motes that danced around her. <br><br>"Hello Mr Whitman, how are you doing this morning?" Dane stood and nodded when she greeted him. "<strong>Good morning Ms. Blair. I'm well thank you. You can just call me Dane please.</strong>" he said taking a seat and breaking his fast. More people started coming in. It was good to see Eric. "<strong>Eric, its been too long.</strong>" he greeted Blade in the warrior's clasp of forearms. He let Eric be the gruff one between them, a vampire hunter couldn't seem to be anything but stone cold or his reputation got called into question.<br><br>Most people couldn't appreciate tall, dark and moody people like Eric and Walker, but Dane had been around soldiers for years. He knew what the fight took from you, most people could do it for a year or two and then had to get back to normal. You had to respect the ones that stayed in it and held the line.<br><br>Ms. Stark asked "So has anyone heard from Vision in the last couple of days? Given he was the one to select us all for this mission?" It was easier to shake his head then chew for a few more times and swallow. Gambit came in from the hallway finally. He liked to make an entrance.<br><br>He was about to greet him when the Vision hologram appeared with their first mission and crisis before breakfast was even halfway through. Walker went of in a typical ultra right wing tirade before admitting that he was rusty but could do it. Dane nodded as well after wiping his lips. "<strong>I'm up to specs on the facilities technology and equipment. I'm sure Mr. Walker and I can get us safely there.</strong>" He watched Walker bolt towards the Quinjet. <br><br>"<strong>It seems we should do a pre-flight check. I'll see you all at the hanger.</strong>" he said and grabbed his helmet to run after Walker. He hated leaving his unfinished food behind but duty called.
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				Title: <strong>Re: EMH Avengers {RPG} Avengers Facility NY</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caradoc</strong> on <strong>15-09-2019, 06:35:16</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://cafart.r.worldssl.net/images/Category_35444/subcat_102868/lJnxrtix_1108142222461.jpg)</div><br>NAME: Remy LeBeau <br>WEARING: Body Armor, trench coat, his usual look<br>DAY: Sep 10, 2019<br>TIME: Early Day<br>LOCATION: The Avengers Facility -&gt; Upstate New York<br>CONTENT: Catching a Flight<br>TAGGING: Black Knight, US Agent, Iron Heart, Dazzler, Blade<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“Speak of the devil, and he shall appear, non?” Gambit murmured to himself. He studied the holo-Vision. It was a good projection, and he spotted at least a few of the devices creating the image. He filed that away for the future in case he ever needed it as he listened to the terse briefing. It didn’t say a lot, but then again, it was a simple situation, at least in concept. “Prison break? I’ve broken <em>out</em> of a few…” <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;He went to the Quinjet, not sprinting like the Knight and the Agent, but not leisurely strolling, either. He positioned himself just behind the pilot, so he could study the controls in flight. He didn’t have a pilot’s license, which Mademoiselle Stark was apparently far more worried about than he was, but he’d flown the various aircraft the X-Men had possessed at various times. He found a workstation and began working the keys. Soldiers, heroes, and thieves all had one thing in common: they could die from bad intel. “Lemme see who’s trying to abandon the Raft so determinedly, hm?” He wasn’t really talking to anyone in particular, but he wasn’t whispering to himself. Anyone who cared to listen could hear him. A list of prisoners would be very helpful. He wasn’t as skilled with computers as some he knew, but he’d picked up a few tricks here and there, and the fact that it was an Avengers machine meant he was already past some firewalls and protections to start with. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: EMH Avengers {RPG} Avengers Facility NY</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gannameade</strong> on <strong>15-09-2019, 15:13:22</strong>
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				&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;<br><div class="floatleft">(https://cdn.onebauer.media/one/empire-tmdb/films/36647/images/kTvGzXv4lIoQAOU8hAvdZtnEqy0.jpg?quality=50&amp;width=1800&amp;ratio=16-9&amp;resizeStyle=aspectfill&amp;format=jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Eric Brooks<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Blade<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Sep 10, 2019<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Early Day<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> The Avengers Facility -&gt; Upstate New York<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Command Deck<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Black Knight, US Agent, Dazzler, Gambit, Iron Heart<br><hr><br>&nbsp;Blade looked at all of this chaos. He had nothing against Morgan, she was just tryin’ to fill some really big shoes. He didn’t want to put her in this position as she was on a failing team. He wondered if he should have been on the secret avengers group if only to save her. But it seems to him that someone was willing to put up with the PR nightmare that was Blade. Far be it for him to keep someone from having or doing their job. He was who he was and after his entire life alive he wasn’t going to change just because a few people were squeamish. It was more about him getting the job done.<br><br>&nbsp;He was sure US Agent, Gambit knew it. He knew if anyone knew him Dane did, they even shared a few beers over it but for the most part, he wasn’t PC and the only pretty sparkly vampires he ever saw were the ones he pushed over a building in the noonday sun.<br><br>He did his best not to laugh at her hopeful speech.<strong> “Fine. You heard the lady gentlemen, lets…Assemble.” </strong>He checked his body for extra, clips more than likely he would get more when he got there, no need take too much extra he was already 22 lbs over. But he needed most of the gear he had on him.<br><br>To hear John talk you would think he was at a Klan rally, he couldn’t spell PC.&nbsp; &nbsp;He didn't seem like he had that bone, but you never know.&nbsp; Though he was Cap’s replacement for now and the pilot…never piss off your pilot. So Blade was quiet, immortal not stupid!!<br><br>To say that Dane and Eric were friends would be a big understatement. They had been on two teams together and Eric didn’t turn around when Dane was there. As long as that black blade was in his hand he seemed to fight with all of the energy and gusto that Eric fought with. He was the only one that had been inside and truly witnessed the loneliness that festered within the ageless hunter. The only one that had pulled him back from the brink when he nearly went too far. His grim demeanor hides the happiness of seeing his long-time friend.<br><br><br>When Dane called a pre-flight check, Blade knew he was getting some more ammo when this meeting finished. He didn’t like the sound of pre-flight check that translated into being gone a long time to Eric.<br>Since Eric took off the other way, he had to move fast. He made it to his loft room only to be back down the stairs in less than two minutes before he was on the plane. He was watching Gambit and peered over his shoulder. <strong>“I am gonna need that when you get it up Cajun!” </strong><br><br>He wasn’t sure if the nickname was bad or unwelcomed but he was aware of the sharing the love of food even though it didn’t give him quite the nourishment of blood…he still had a fondness for both cooking and eating.
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				Title: <strong>Re: EMH Avengers {RPG} Avengers Facility NY</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>15-09-2019, 19:23:51</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/4e/58/6e/4e586e196e4027a81911bc6e2cbda545.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Morgan Stark (Iron Heart)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Iron Heart Armour Mac 1<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Sep 10, 2019<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Early Day<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> The Avengers Facility -&gt; Upstate New York<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Command Deck -&gt; QuinnJet<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Black Knight, US Agent, Dazzler, Gambit, Blade<br><hr><br>Once again US Agent angrily spat in the room, he was having a go at anyone in particular but it was clear he was unhappy with the set up. Morgan heard him mutter under his breath. "Fucking Goddamn limp-wristed Liberal pork barrel lowest bidder bullshit." Was there really any need for that? Really. This guy was so angry all the time he clearly needed to get laid like yesterday. However she choose not to jump on him for it as he then said it was a while since he piloted a Quinn Jet. She could see he was really trying his best to stay calm and not snap and she actually found it rather funny actually. Kinda cute in a way when all said and done. He then broke out into a run and made his way to Flight Operations. Morgan got a nice view of his round ass bouncing away and she raised a eyebrow. He was cute in a Republican Asshat kinda way, she shook her head and put her Iron Heart helmet back on. Luckily this was the next wave in tech and she knew she could handle it like a dream in the field. She was trying not to panic at the thought of going out into the field and to the Raft of all places. Morgan knew she had this gig because of who her farther was, but she figured it didn't really matter how she got the job only that she lived up to it. Black knight said he was going to do a pre flight check and bolted after Walker. Iron Heart then turned inward to face Gambit, Dazzler and Blade, all badasses in their own wright, she knew she could trust them to watch her back and she was going to need to.&nbsp; <br><br>Gambit spoke up with that thick drawl Cajun accent which sometimes was hard to understand him if he talked too fast ore quietly.&nbsp; “Speak of the devil, and he shall appear, non?” Gambit murmured to himself. As he studied the holo-Vision. Referring to Vision as the Devil did cause some concern for Miss Sark. Sure Vision had been created by the Evil Ultron back in the day but he proved himself time and time again as a hero. Gambit then mused he himself had broken out of a few prison's back in the day. Morgan hoped he would show them the same loyalty he had to the X-men. It was a good thing his former teammate Dazzler was also on the squad to ensure that and she was known as been much more of a team player. He was next to leave and head towards the Quinjet, but in a much more relaxed manner, he did the none chaulent thing very well. <div class="floatright">(https://static1.srcdn.com/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2019/03/quinjet-mcu.jpg)</div> Blade went next, he was very stoic and kinda scary, but even her dad had worked with him and couched for him as a hero as had Captain America so despite been a half vampire she trusted him. He was also known for not holding back in a fight, that may be all well and good with Vampires but these criminal's were human so Morgan was well aware she may need to keep a eye on him and prevent him from ripping out the throat of a human criminal. As long as he didn't go into some kinda Besserker rage like the WOLVERINE she guessed that would be manageable. She looked over at Dazzler, the only other female on the team. "Boys am I wright? See how excited they are at the prospect of fighting?" She joked, displaying some of her fathers dry sarcastic witt which had been passed down to her along with his love of cybernetics and super heroing.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: EMH Avengers {RPG} Avengers Facility NY</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>keyotess</strong> on <strong>15-09-2019, 19:48:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTQvYbtotNuEbVVZ-vnmn79KV-Yb1SXCT30sMRqCBZQFxQ--a3U) <br>With Long strawberry blonde hair</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Alison Blaire | Dazzler &nbsp;(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=310417.msg15065568#msg15065568)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Blue Catsuit with a yellow sunburst in middle of her chest combined with a Black leather jacket and flat soled calf high boots<br><strong>DAY: </strong>Sep 10, 2019<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Early Day<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> The Avengers Facility -&gt; Upstate New York<br><strong>CONTENT: </strong>Meet and Greet<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Black Knight, US Agent, Iron Heart, Gambit, Blade<br><hr><br>She watched the others running out of the room, excited to get into action without a thought about why the raid was going on or about the moral problem that the Raft represented. <br><br>Turning to Vision, Dazzler addressed the hologram, "I am unable to go on this mission, Vision.&nbsp; The Raft holds people without due process, representation or trial.&nbsp; As I remember, Captain America didn't approve of the Raft and he broke people out of its clutches.&nbsp; We have on record the conditions that Scarlet Witch, Hawkeye, Falcon were all held under while at the Raft which was inhumane."&nbsp; She shook her head, "Since I fight for the rights of people, I will not be associated with people defending a facility that denies people their rights. It is best if I withdraw my membership from the Avengers.&nbsp; I understand that lives are at risk, but I doubt there is any plan to do something about the Raft.&nbsp; I wish the team well."&nbsp; <br><br>Dazzler then turned and returned to her rooms, gathering her stuff on her way out, fortunately she only had a suitcase to pack and then she would be gone.
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				Title: <strong>Re: EMH Avengers {RPG} Avengers Facility NY</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cold Heritage</strong> on <strong>16-09-2019, 03:26:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/dLcz0kA.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> John Walker (USAgent)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> USAgent outfit<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Sep 10, 2019<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Early Day<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Quinnjet<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Pre-Flight Checks, Loose Planning<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Black Knight, Iron Heart, Gambit, Blade<br><hr><br>John did an external pre-flight check - it was a rough check, since he did not know the full specs of the new Quinnjet model, but everything looked in good working order. He trusted Dane to catch anything he missed: Dane was up to speed and a good hand. And since Dane was up to speed on things, and probably not suffering from post concussion syndrome, John decided to take the co-pilot seat. The Georgian looked over the controls, panels, and so forth, and a lot of it looked familiar but as he went through the pre-launch routine he murmured a curse here and there as he found that some things had been moved around and were not where he was accustomed to. And then, once he got over the momentary irritation of that, he cursed some more because the changes were intuitive ones - innovation, not just change for the sake of change. <br><br>"Everything on the bird looks good to me." John said to Dane when he was done. He glanced over his shoulder at Blade and Gambit. "Blade, watch collateral - lots of good men and women working the Raft, working a shit job to provide for their families. Anyone else's fair game. Black Knight, figure you and . . ." John paused, "Iron Heart ought to see if y'all can do something about the inhibitor collars. Gambit, keep your eyes peeled for anyone trying to sneak out in the chaos. Anyone's able to spot that kind of thing, it'll be you." John barked out, quick and to the point. "You got other things in mind to do, now's the time to pipe and let everyone know what your part's gonna be." It wasn't precisely taking command - given everyone's proclivities it was what John figured they'd do anyway. But then again, he wasn't the brains of the outfit by any stretch of the imagination, and any one of them was free to speak up and lay out a better use of their talents.
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				Title: <strong>Re: EMH Avengers {RPG} Avengers Facility NY</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caradoc</strong> on <strong>16-09-2019, 03:48:17</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://cafart.r.worldssl.net/images/Category_35444/subcat_102868/lJnxrtix_1108142222461.jpg)</div><br>NAME: Remy LeBeau <br>WEARING: Body Armor, trench coat, his usual look<br>DAY: Sep 10, 2019<br>TIME: Early Day<br>LOCATION: The Friendly Skies<br>CONTENT: Up, up, and away… no wait, that’s someone else<br>TAGGING: Black Knight, US Agent, Iron Heart, Blade<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The Cajun pursed his lips as he read the file. There were far more supers on the Raft than he was vainly hoping. It was what he had heard fighter pilots call a “target rich environment.” He nodded at Walker’s works. “I will watch for the sneaky ones, oui. Mamessoille Stark, I don’ know what gadgets you have in your armor, but I’m bettin’ anything that freezes would be bad for either a cold-blooded lizard or a man made of water, no?” The Lizard might be as fast, or faster, than Remy himself, and he had no desire to find out in heavy combat. <br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“There are many of the bad guys here, mes amis. This will not be an easy fight. I have never fought Graviton myself, but I have heard of him standing off teams all alone.” He shook his head. The X-Men had faced long odds almost every time they went to fight, but this was ridiculous. With an untested team, no telepathic link, and no real powerhouses? It was going to be an interesting day, that was for sure.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: EMH Avengers {RPG} Avengers Facility NY</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>16-09-2019, 16:16:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/4e/58/6e/4e586e196e4027a81911bc6e2cbda545.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Morgan Stark (Iron Heart)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Iron Heart Armour Mac 1<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Sep 10, 2019<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Early Day<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> The Avengers Facility -&gt; QuinnJet<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Command Deck -&gt; QuinnJet<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Black Knight, US Agent, Gambit, Blade<br><hr><br>Morgan headed towards the hanger bay to finde the three heroes inside the Quinnjet. "Dazzlers Quit the team." She said quietly. Great, so now she was the only female on a all male team now. It was a bit of a shock considering how recently the former Singer had been a member of the all Girl Team A Force. But a lot had gone wrong on their last mission against Thanos She Hulk was mortality injured and James Rhodes aka War Machine (her uncle) had been killed. That hurt that pain was obviously still buried deep as well as the loss of the other heroes (most of the X-men) who were Alison`s family. But gambit was still here and he lost his wife and yet he was willing to answer the call. With only so many heroes and heroines left they had to answer the call, it was discounting those who seemingly scarified themselves to stop the Mad Titan. But Dazzler clearly had political and personal reasons for not wanting to go on the Raft. Morgan didn't agree with everything that the Government and SHEILD did but she understood it. She wanted so desperately to make a difference and to honour her farther that nothing was going to get in the way of that. Not even the crippling fear and self doubt she was feeling this very second. "It doesn't matter. We are more then enough to stop whatever were about to face." She said as she took&nbsp; her seat in the jet. She looked over at US Agent and BlackKnight as they were the pilots of this jet and she knew they could get them to the jet safely and securely without any fear of...you know....crashing. This jet did move at the speed of sound like her battle armour and she knew that she was in good hands with this team. But she needed to keepo a low profile to a degree because she didn't want her mother getting wind of this, it would kill her and even though she and her mom fought like cat and dog she still loved her deeply. But this was something she had to do and there was no two ways about it. Avengers Assemble and all that!!!
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				Title: <strong>Re: EMH Avengers {RPG} Avengers Facility NY</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gannameade</strong> on <strong>18-09-2019, 17:45:28</strong>
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				&nbsp;<br><div class="floatleft">(https://cdn.onebauer.media/one/empire-tmdb/films/36647/images/kTvGzXv4lIoQAOU8hAvdZtnEqy0.jpg?quality=50&amp;width=1800&amp;ratio=16-9&amp;resizeStyle=aspectfill&amp;format=jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Eric Brooks<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Blade<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Sep 10, 2019<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Early Day<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> The Avengers Facility -&gt; Upstate New York<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Command Deck<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Black Knight, US Agent, Dazzler, Gambit, Iron Heart<br><hr><br>&nbsp;Blade understood Dazzlers point of view and couldn’t blame her for leaving but to him they were bad guys. He just needed to be taken down. He was looking over Gambit’s shoulder. “Print that off on me player.” He said as he looked at those within the group. He was focused on what to do with his blade and he was more set on removing the elements that might come back to haunt them. And he never understood that due process crap. When you kill humans you died! The first time, might be an accident…after that you did that bull on purpose.<br><br>“So when do we get there and how we are going to break this out?” He asked totally about business.
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				Title: <strong>Re: EMH Avengers {RPG} Avengers Facility NY</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bowen</strong> on <strong>20-09-2019, 10:14:04</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/marvel-microheroes/images/4/4e/Black_Knight_%282015%29_logo.png/revision/latest?cb=20151016132730)</div><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/ad/8e/42/ad8e42941beab9b0ea622b2c48272e46.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> &nbsp;Black Knight/Dane Whitman (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=310417.msg15065586#msg15065586)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Elven Armour, Magic Sheild, the Ebony Blade...and a helmet<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Sep 10, 2019<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Early Day<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> The Avengers Facility -&gt; Upstate New York<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Command Deck<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Ironheart, US Agent, Gambit<br><hr><br>Dane pulled out his Avengers pad and used it to go through the electrical and computer systems of the QuinJet. It was made by the Wakanda Design Group and he trusted T'Challa and his sister Shuri to have built a device that could&nbsp; handle a little bit of rain. It handled battles with storm gods. He saw that John took the co-pilot's seat and finished off his pre-flight check taking the pilots seat plotting their course in the navigation computer. He listened to John's grumblings of things being moved around. "<strong>Sometimes engineers can ..over do something. I always prefer change happen from the end user's observations about what would be better than a cleaner design aesthetic.</strong>" he agreed with USAgent.<br><br>Dane listened to USAgent's suggestions for everyone's role in this. "<strong>We need to find out who initiated this. The chaos of a prison break tends to be a distraction for the real goal. We run around and try to gather everyone up, protecting those who could get hurt and it may not be about escaping anything. We need to find out the motives of the person or people who orchestrated this. That falls on all of us I suppose.</strong>" he looks at Ironheart. "<strong>So if I see something I may leave you to handle the inhibitor collars. You inherited a fine mind. I'm sure you'll be up to the task even without me. Without a telepath, we need to make sure that our comms work and they are clear.</strong>" <br><br>Dane nodded to Dazzler leaving them. It was better this way. If she couldn't handle the politics of being an Avenger of which many polices of the government were indeed hard to swallow depending on who was the current president--then not having a major melt down or disagreement in the middle of an operation was the adult thing to avoid.<br><br>“So when do we get there and how we are going to break this out?” He asked totally about business. "<strong>Quinjet under the radar, speed of sound travel should get us there quickly. John made some excellent suggestions about how to disperse and engage. I'm sure things will come up once we're there. No plan ever survived a deployment.</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>Buckle up if no one has any more to add.</strong>" he closes up the hatch door and uses the VTOL to get them up and out of the hanger.
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				Title: <strong>Re: EMH Avengers {RPG} Avengers Facility NY</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caradoc</strong> on <strong>20-09-2019, 20:01:09</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://cafart.r.worldssl.net/images/Category_35444/subcat_102868/lJnxrtix_1108142222461.jpg)</div><br>NAME: Remy LeBeau <br>WEARING: Body Armor, trench coat, his usual look<br>DAY: Sep 10, 2019<br>TIME: Early Day<br>LOCATION: The Friendly Skies<br>CONTENT: An abrupt departure, a flight, a plan <br>TAGGING: Black Knight, US Agent, Iron Heart, Blade<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Gambit nodded at Blade’s request and sent him a copy of the prisoner log. This was going to be difficult at best. He hoped Ironheart would take his suggestion about the cold. Aside from that… he had a few ideas about how to contribute, and they’d overall fit in with the Agent’s suggested plan. <br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Dazzler’s crisis of confidence could have had better timing, but better now than in mid-fight. The cynical part of him wondered if it had been her moral qualms or concern about the celebrity getting “off-brand” that drove her. Being as generous as possible, he supposed it could be both. He hoped Alison would be well, whatever her motivations. <br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“Anyone know if they were as stupid as usual and left all the bad guys’ toys with them?” There were some dangerous foes on the Raft, but some, like Trapster, Thinker, and Wizard, could only do so much without their equipment. He had an idea or two about that forming, but he needed to let the thoughts percolate a bit.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: EMH Avengers {RPG} Avengers Facility NY</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlackStone</strong> on <strong>23-09-2019, 22:20:01</strong>
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				Once cleared of New York airspace, the Quinjet accelerated to speed previously believe only obtainable by such former engineering marvels as the Blackbird and the F-23 Lightning.&nbsp; Thus it did not take too long, less than an hour, to get to the new location of the Raft.&nbsp; After the last time it had a breakout, the powers that be decided having it located next to one of the world's largest cities constituted as a "bad idea".&nbsp; So, it was relocated out to damn near the middle of the North Atlantic, where air and water temperature were cold enough to kill the unprotected, and no local land masses on the horizon to give those who could teleport a line of reference to use.&nbsp; It was not perfect, but it was a far better scenario than previous.<br><br>The scene on hand was fed to the Quinjet as it approached the hundred mile marker.&nbsp; There were several unknown airships hovering over the facility.&nbsp; The transponder was squawking unknown, but the shapes and configurations of the airships the computer had pegged as "Sons of the Serpent" and "Zodiac" designs used in the past by those organizations.&nbsp; SHIELD looked like they were caught between a rock and a hard place, caught in a crossfire from the air support raining fire down on them at the same time being hard pressed by criminals trying to escape.&nbsp; In fact, the computer stated the team at the entrance of Raft would cease to be combat effective in less than one minute.&nbsp; A total of six airships and what looked to be members of the Serpent Solutions pressing SHIELD.
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				Title: <strong>Re: EMH Avengers {RPG} Avengers Facility NY</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>25-09-2019, 19:51:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/4e/58/6e/4e586e196e4027a81911bc6e2cbda545.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Morgan Stark (Iron Heart)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Iron Heart Armour Mac 1<br><strong>DAY:</strong> Sep 10, 2019<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Early Day<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> The Avengers Facility -&gt; The Raft<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Command Deck -&gt; QuinnJet<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Black Knight, US Agent, Gambit, Blade<br><hr><br>Blade asked the question how they were going to break this out? Morgan looked over at him, he was all kinds of scary, he was a frigging vampire. But he was far more badass then the ones she read about in the Twilight books. "We will just need to work together as best we can and facilitate the Raft as best we can. I don't know who were going to face there but as long as were vigilante we should be fine." She then turned to listen to Dane Whitman. He said he always preferd change happen from the end user's observations about what would be better than a cleaner design aesthetic. It was agreed they needed to determine who initiated this. He was correct in saying it could be a distraction from the real goal. That they needed to try to gather everyone up, protecting those who could get hurt and it may not be about escaping anything. <br><br>The team buckled up and the jet took off and headed into the sky. They were on route to the raft, Morgan's heart was pounding so hard she thought it was going to pound out of her chest. But she kept calm best as she could and kept her head straight. Gambit asked if the bad guys would have their weapons with them. Morgan answer because she honestly didn't know weather ore not they would have their weapon's with them. As they descended down towards the raft it was obvious they prison was in serious disarray.&nbsp; Several unknown airships were hanging over the facility which Morgan didn't recognise. Criminals were trying to escape, chaos was running rampant. "We should disembark and NOW!" She said as she looked over at the members of her team. <br><br>[link to the Raft] https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=311137.0
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