AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.
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				Title: <strong>AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>06-05-2014, 14:21:47</strong>
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				The Earth 616 New York City, Home to such heroes as the Avengers (In Stark Tower), The Fantastic Four in the Baxter Building, and the Jean Grey Institute in Westchester just outside the city limits for the X-men. With other more urban heroes like Spider-Man, Heroes For Hire and Daredevil resident more ore less in the area of the Bronx and Hells Kitchen. <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;(http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mB-71vVCn4U/UkSYw2ZSa1I/AAAAAAAADu8/BaIO8Tkqyb8/s1600/Agents+NY.jpg)
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>06-05-2014, 15:02:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://images.contactmusic.com/images/feature-images/captain-america-scarlett-johansson-636-370.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Natasha Romanov/Black Widow <br><strong>Location:</strong> Grand Central Station<br><strong>Time:</strong> 13:30<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Steve Rogers aka Captain America <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Civilian Clothes.<br><br></span></span><hr>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;(http://www.iphones.ru/wp-content/uploads/2011/10/55554-e1319483744656.jpg)<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;(http://www3.images.coolspotters.com/photos/1183985/black-widow-gallery.jpg)<br><br>Natasha was out and about with her fellow Avenger and friend Steve Rogers, aka Captain America. It was a rare day off, nothing was going on in the city and as such they decided to take some time shopping. Infact Steve had asked her to come out with him, he had seemed rather bashful at first, saying he needed a New Phone after Hulk sat on his last one and he hadn't a clue how to go about picking a good one. He had been living in the modern day for a few years now but with tech ever changing he found it harder then any of them to keep up. Really Tony was the best one to pick out a cell phone but Steve asked her and dam if she could resit those big blue eyes. <br><br>Since the death of James Bucky Barnes they had grew closer and she along with Sam Wilson aka the Falcon had been acting as Steve`s right hand man and woman respectively. She and Steven even were zapped for a couple of days to a alternate Earth where they met a doppelganger of herself who was less then friendly. Still they were able to save the multi verse and stop her evil *twin*. It was a very bazar mission to say the least. Both of them were currently servining on opposite Avengers teams, while Steve oversaw them all he was primarily a member of the Mutant Unity squad along with Wolverine, Rogue, Thor, Scarlet Witch, Havok, Wasp, Sunfire and Wonderman. They were based out of the redone Avengers mansion downtown where as she operated from Stark Tower with Tony and the others. <br><br>So many Avengers these days....it was getting hard to keep track of everyone. But it was nice to spend some time with Steven on there own. Really nice infact, she found herself thinking of her friend often these days. What a good man he was and how he was one of the few individuals she really trusted. Trust was a rare thing in the world of the Black Widow yet the Captain of the Americas had penetrated her defences and was now a confident. Natasha told him things she didn't even tell&nbsp; her best friend Clint Barton, when did that happen? As much as she loved Clint she found him frustrating, he was acting like a teenager and was in his 30s, it wasn't attractive at all. <br><br>Yet Steve at a similar biological age was so much wiser then his years and she found comfort in his words. Natasha looked over at him and smiled as they walked through the bustling Grand Central Station, Natasha loved this train station hence the detour to the Apple Store. Steve was sporting a disguise of sorts. She had noticed he had started doing this of late, putting on big glasses and a baseball cap when he went out. He was trying to keep a low profile and not attract attention when he went out. His face, like Starks was well known to the public and where as he wouldn't mind posing for a kid for a photo, twenty screaming college girls all horny for him made him uncomfortable. <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;(http://s42.radikal.ru/i097/1306/fc/3c4e28447f6e.jpg)<br><br>He was handsome, very handsome. Natasha had noticed that the first time she met him, a good strong jaw, full luscious lips, good cheekbones, blue eyes like the ocean, long eyelashes which for some reason fascinated her. Yes, it was safe to say she *Noticed* him a great deal. But he was off limits to her, her flings with her fellow Avengers had ended badly. Clint been the most prominent and she was amazed that he was still her friend given how they *ended*. Besides, Steven deserved someone better like Sharon Carter, but for whatever reason he was apparently single and his time with Sharon was *over*. Tasha didn't pry, she would leave that for Wasp (the team gossip) to do. But she found it odd that Carter would let such a man as Steven go. They got on the top of one of the higher escalators leading down. <br><br>Steve was quiet, he was VERY quiet and the Widow wondered what was praying on his mind so. She turned around to face him, he did have a very slum look on his face and she frowned as she reached up with one hand and caressed the side of his face. "What's Wrong Steve?" She asked him simply in her flawless American accent with only the faintest hint of her mother Russian tongue.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; (http://img.moviepilot.com/assets/tarantulaV2/embedded_images/1371115739_rs_293x473-130612142912-634.evans2.cm.61213_copy.jpg)<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cal1496</strong> on <strong>06-05-2014, 16:51:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://images.wikia.com/marvelmovies/images/archive/9/9a/20120416023223!Iron-man-site-tony-stark.jpg)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Tony Stark/Iron Man and Company <br><strong>Location:</strong> Stark Tower<br><strong>Time:</strong> 13:30<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Anyone in Stark Tower <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> A suit worth more than your house<br><br></span></span><hr><br>"Tony...Come to the pool with us."&nbsp; One stunning brunette (her name is Mandy?) said from the bought of them bed.&nbsp; She had changed in a tiny black bikini while he'd gotten on a suit.&nbsp; JARVIS had been nagging him all morning that he had some sort of meeting down stairs.&nbsp; Which he really didn't get how.&nbsp; Pepper was still CEO and President of the company despite their break up and he pretty much had zero responsibilities.&nbsp; Profits got dumped into his account as majority share holder, plus his various trust, and he owned the top ten floors of this building.&nbsp; Even if she ran the company into the ground his net worth would still be in the billions.&nbsp; Not that he feared she would do that.&nbsp; Pepper was a lot of things, but a vindictive bitch wasn't one them.&nbsp; Plus, Stark Industries was in reality more her baby than his.&nbsp; Tony's name was on it, but she was the one who had always kept the machine going.&nbsp; Woman was finally just getting some real recognition for it.<br><br>"Duty calls.&nbsp; World might need saving so..."&nbsp; Tony came out of the bathroom and there was the other brunette (Sarah?) in the same style bikini but with an impossibly tiny white skirt on.&nbsp; Could you even call that a skirt?&nbsp; You know what, he didn't really care.&nbsp; They both got out of bed, grabbing there purses and coming over to him, hips swaying and suggestive smiles on their faces.<br><br>"World can wait can't it?"&nbsp; Mandy said, grabbing his tie and forcing his attention on her.&nbsp; Sarah wasn't going to have that though, she pressed against him, rubbing a hand up his chest as she his neck and nipped at his ear.<br><br>"We get so lonely when you're not around."&nbsp; She whispered hotly, Tony fidgeting slightly and trying to remain in control.&nbsp; Were these two whores?&nbsp; Or just groupies he'd picked up?&nbsp; Did he pay them?&nbsp; And how long had they been here...Oh!&nbsp; Never mind, Tony thought as one of them grabbed his groin and be rubbing.&nbsp; Yes, Tony was thoroughly distracted.<br><br>"Forget the pool!"&nbsp; He grabbed one then through her on the bed, she giggling and laughing.&nbsp; Tony then grabbed the other and did the same.&nbsp; Both laughing they came together kissing and fondling each other, Tony enjoying the view before jumping into bed with them himself.&nbsp; Though his room had sound proof settings, he never turned them on.&nbsp; If anyone else was near they top floor they likely just heard everything.&nbsp; And would no doubt be hearing a lot more very soon.<br><br><div align="center">(http://www.littlestuffedbull.com/images/comics/letslearnstuffabouttonystark/playmates/tonystarkbabes.jpg)</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Guyver0335</strong> on <strong>06-05-2014, 19:09:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://theoverse.net/wp-content/uploads/2014/05/agent-venom.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong> Name:</strong> Flash Thompson/Venom<br><strong>Location:</strong> Queens NY, Liberty Ave Amtrak Station<br><strong>Time:</strong> 13:30<br><strong>Taggings:</strong>&nbsp; Anyone in the Area<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Civilian Clothes<br><br></span></span><hr><div align="center">(http://subwaynut.com/ind/libertyc/libertyc3.jpg)</div><div align="center">(http://theoverse.net/wp-content/uploads/2014/05/Untitled.jpg)</div><br>Flash Thompson sat in his wheel chair outside the elevator lift to take him down to the station plaza of Liberty Ave's Amtrak station in Queens NY. He was on his way to the heart of the city where he had scheduled meetings at three different banks to apply for a loan. He was nervous, being in countries who's names you'd never even heard spoken twice in the same decade facing off against soldiers and mercenaries was more comfortable to him then meeting with bank officials. Combat against the unknown hordes of the enemy was simple. It was like a football game, a decent strategy and enough determination was all you needed to win. But sitting in a stuffy office, answering questions about graph's and such intimidated him. Made him feel like he was still that dumb jock he was in high school. Liz Allen, his genius adopted sister, helped him draw up the plans. He needed the loan to keep his bar, The Horseman's Lounge, afloat. It isn't cheap saving the world so he's been taking money from his own bar to cover some of the expenses of his extra curricular activities. Now he needed the loan to repay what he had taken and do some needed remodeling which would hopefully attract new clientele. <br><br>He tried to put calming thoughts in his head to help him shake the nervousness away. Thoughts like how he would like to remodel the Lounge. He allowed his thoughts to ramble on until the elevator dinged letting passengers know it arrived at his floor. Passengers leaving the lift and getting on it shuffled around the handicapped vet. One man even pushed Flash's wheel chair out of the way so that he could board the elevator. The man even had the balls to grin at Flash as the elevator doors closed leaving the frustrated Flash right where he was before the doors opened. "Damn," Flash stammered while slamming his fist to the arm rest of his chair. He's probably inadvertently saved that man's life a dozen times and he couldn't even let Flash on the lift. This sort of treatment from people was typical for Flash. He considered it karma for the way he treated people when he was a teenager. He didn't expect any special treatment but is it special treatment to treat someone with courtesy? <br><br>By the time the elevator made it back up to him and carried him down the train he was hoping to board had already left. He had no other choice but to be late to his first meeting. <em>Well almost no other choice</em> he thought to himself. <em>I could duck behind one of these pillars somewhere, morph into Venom, absorb the wheel chair, and web sling it all the way. Then just find a place to morph back when I get there.</em> He looked down at his watch contemplating his options. <em>What would Spidey do? Oh what am I saying, if ole Spidey was standing outside of that elevator when the doors opened there would have been a whole harem of hot strippers in there just waiting for him. They would have dragged him in there and let him pound fuck the shit out of each of them one by one against the elevator wall while the crowd cheered him on. I'd like to see J. Jonah Jameson write that headline.</em> Focused on his fantasies about Spider-man's adventures with the Tenacious Titted Ten Teen Villainesses from the elevator Flash quietly sat waiting for the next train to arrive. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Matttheman89</strong> on <strong>06-05-2014, 21:51:51</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.blogcdn.com/news.moviefone.com/media/2013/07/captain-america-chris-evans.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Steve Rogers/Captain America<br><strong>Location:</strong> Grand Central Station<br><strong>Time:</strong> 13:30<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Black Widow <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Civilian Clothes.<br><br></span></span><hr><br>Steve pulled the baseball cap he was wearing on his head down a little bit more to help hide some of his features, taking a quick scan of the station just to make sure that no one was giving them more than a second look. So far, as usual, his disguise, simple as it was, was effective. He remembered a comic book he had used to read as a kid, where the main character would often disguise himself with a simple pair of glasses when out of his costume. He had always thought that was unrealistic, but having accomplished the same feat for himself several times now, he had to reconsider. Being as high profile a hero as he was, it was hard for Captain America to simply walk around on the streets without drawing a lot of attention. Some of his fellow Avengers, like Tony Stark, may have enjoyed the lime light, but Steve preferred to keep things low key when he could. So he had taken to wearing a sort of disguise when he went out, as he was right now. The feeling of anonymity was a welcome one.<br><br>Normally there was too much going on for Steve to take days like this, but things had been quiet lately. There had been no emergencies requiring the Avengers to intervene, so he had decided that today was as good as he was going to get to take care of something he had been putting off. Never the most technically advanced guy, he had been using his old cell phone for quite awhile, but when Hulk had accidentally sat on it, or 'smashed' it as he was fond of putting it, Steve had known he had to get a new one. But as much as it kind of embarrassed him to admit it, he had no idea what kind of phone to get. He might have asked Tony for help, but he could only imagine the jokes that Iron Man might make, so he had asked Natasha to come with him instead. To tell the truth, he would have rather spent the day with the red headed beauty anyway. The two of them had become very good friends lately, and he enjoyed spending time with her. She was as smart and capable as she was beautiful, and she had been on his mind quite a bit lately.<br><br>Natasha seemed to like Grand Central Station, so when she had suggested coming here on their way to the Apple Store to find Steve a phone, he had agreed. So now they were making their way along. Natasha was wearing civilian clothes of her own, aiding their disguise. To anyone who looked their way, they probably appeared to be a couple out for a day in the City. Steve met her eyes and offered a small smile back to her as she smiled at him before returning to his glum expression. Natasha must have noticed this, because soon after they got onto an escalator, she turned around to face him. Looking up at him, she reached up to caress his cheek, her soft hand sending a tingle of pleasure through him, and asked him what was wrong. Even now, it sometimes surprised him how well she could hide her Russian accent. You'd hardly hear it, if you didn't know her as well as Steve did. "It's...nothing." Steve said as he met her green eyes again. "I've just been a little down lately, since Sharon and I ended things." Normally he wouldn't be so open about something like this. But he was closer with Natasha then most, so it was easier to talk with her. A few more people had gotten onto the escalator behind them, forcing Steve to move closer to Natasha, her striking features even more alluring at close proximity. "I'd forgotten what it was like being alone."
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elven Sex Goddess</strong> on <strong>07-05-2014, 02:28:09</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://jamietyndall.com/wp-content/uploads/d50ec06953f23b5637a916604b41be07-d2yrazk.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Laura Kinney<br><br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; Avenger's mansion<br><br><strong>Time:</strong>&nbsp; 13:30<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Wolverine, Scarlet Witch, Rogue and anyone else within the mansion.<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong>&nbsp; Civilian clothing&nbsp; (see second picture)<br></span><br><br><div class="floatright">(https://pbs.twimg.com/profile_images/437637132459728897/NuJAz06T.jpeg)</div>Laura had come to the Avenger mansion.&nbsp; &nbsp; Through with Logan here.&nbsp; &nbsp;Those that know Laura might just assume that she has shown up at the mansion to see him.&nbsp; &nbsp;It was no secret that she had a thing for Logan.&nbsp; &nbsp;The truth through, since returning back to the city.&nbsp; &nbsp; Where she had been in prostitution as a prostitute.&nbsp; &nbsp;She had wanted to speak to the captain.&nbsp; That is captain America.&nbsp; &nbsp; He had arrested her on behalf of&nbsp; S.H.I.E.L.D.&nbsp; and through Murdoch had given her benefit of the doubt and washed her clean of the murders she had committed.&nbsp; &nbsp;The captain had wanted her to atone for those murders.&nbsp; &nbsp; Through he had allowed her to go.&nbsp; &nbsp; Through she suspects it was merely because he had weighed the option of her falling into the hands of S.H.I.E.L.D. with her particular assassin skills training.<br><br>Sure she owed him nothing directly.&nbsp; &nbsp;But his status as the ultimate hero.&nbsp; &nbsp;Well she wanted to be on his right side.&nbsp; &nbsp;Her life had been screwed up enough.&nbsp; &nbsp;An even through she has taken those steps and is part of the X-men.&nbsp; &nbsp; She wanted to show the captain she could use her skills of combat as a heroine. <br><br>She take a seat as she wait for one of the avengers to show up.&nbsp; To find when the captain would return if at all this day.&nbsp; &nbsp; Nervous she sits on her hands.&nbsp; &nbsp;Less she let the waiting get to her and she fall into an old bad habit of slashing.&nbsp; &nbsp;That is inflicting paper like cuts across her forearms.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;The doctors that is the shrinks call it a self mutilation.&nbsp; &nbsp; Through she didn't think so,&nbsp; its not like she is chopping things off and besides she heals at such an incredible rate.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Batman4560</strong> on <strong>07-05-2014, 07:01:21</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.filmjackets.com/FEATURES/IMAGES/Feature_XMen4-Wolverine-med.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><br><br><strong>Name:</strong> Logan (Wolverine)<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Avenger's Mansion<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> 13:35<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Laura Kinney/Open<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> See Photo<br><br>Logan strutted around the Avenger's mansion while looking around the area. It seemed very silent for the most part. He walked down the massive stairs, smelling the air. Laura was in the mansion. Logan couldn't help but wonder what she came for. He came to a stop at the bottom of the steps and readied his claws, slowly letting them extend. The first time they had fought she had beaten him up and down the X-mansion. In a way it was hot that someone could go toe to toe with him like that and she was easy on the eyes. <br><br>He walked to the living room and called out to Laura. <strong>"Hey, babe."</strong> He called out, knowing Laura wouldn't like being called bub. He walked over to sit across from her. <strong>"What can I do for you?"</strong> He asked with a raised brow. Eyes roamed up and down and a faint smile crossed his lips. It took everything he had to even spread the smile on his face. <br><br><strong>"It's just me and you here right now."</strong> He said to break the silence and dragged his chair closer so the two didn't have to shout across the room. Logan let the claws of his hands slide back into his hands when he got the sense that she wasn't here to fight.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>07-05-2014, 18:51:21</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://images.contactmusic.com/images/feature-images/captain-america-scarlett-johansson-636-370.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Natasha Romanov/Black Widow <br><strong>Location:</strong> Grand Central Station<br><strong>Time:</strong> 13:35<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Steve Rogers aka Captain America <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Civilian Clothes.<br><br></span></span><hr><br>He seemed so down and he said he was alone, Natasha in that moment wondered how Sharon could ever leave him (and she knew from Jan that's how it had ended) Steve was everything and more a straight woman could want in a man and it completely baffled her. Without thinking she pulled his handsome face down towards hers and she kissed him hard. It was unexpected but the First Avenger did respond to her advance even if it was sudden and unexpected. <br><br>(http://splashpage.mtv.com//wp-content/uploads/splash/2013/06/Black_Widow_Captain_America_02.jpg) <br><br>To say Natasha Romanov was a good kisser was like saying Jimi Hendrix was an ok guitar player. She was skilled in the art of seduction, a mistress of sex and passion. A kiss could render an mark useless, a man senseless with the way she worked her full Lucius lips. Natasha was lucky enough to have soft pillow lips and they were as deadly as her "Widow Stingers" and she knew how to use them. But Steven had soft and kissable lips too and boy did he taste good, minty fresh breath and a tongue he knew how to use. Natasha kissed him so hard the hoodie to her top fell off revealing her red hair. She moaned his name against his lips as they kissed. She wanted him and if she was honest with herself she had for years now. She had romance's with Clint, Matt Murdock and even Bucky Barnes, but they were all "Bad boys" and really Natasha had enough "Bad" going on inside her own head, she wanted to be with a "Good Guy." <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; (http://i.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2013/06/13/article-0-1A4B9866000005DC-174_306x475.jpg)<br><br>They don't come much Gooder then Steven Rogers, and it wasn't just because he was raised in the 30s when people had a different mentality. He was good because that was who he was, no matter what decade he was living in. But as much as she could list all the reasons he was good for her she herself had serious doubts how good she would be for him, she had Red In her ledger and he didn't deserve that. Natasha suddenly realised they were coming to the end of the escalator and broke free of the good Captains lips. She was smiling, grinning from ear to ear like a school girl, a pounding in her chest and she realized she only ever felt this before with Hawkeye when she first met him, before everything got complicated and went to Hell. But it was different with Steve, she didn't feel that sudden rush of dread seconds after the happy endorphins flooded her brain. "So....em.....you have any idea what type of phone you want?" She said changing the subject as they got off the escalator. She really was like a teenager, she didn't know what to say. This had never happened to her in her entire long life.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;(http://images.fandango.com/images/fandangoblog/CapWidowKiss3F.jpg)
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elven Sex Goddess</strong> on <strong>08-05-2014, 01:14:42</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(http://jamietyndall.com/wp-content/uploads/d50ec06953f23b5637a916604b41be07-d2yrazk.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Laura Kinney<br><br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; Avenger's mansion<br><br><strong>Time:</strong>&nbsp; 13:36<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Logan/(Wolverine), open.<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong>&nbsp; Civilian clothing&nbsp; (see second picture)<br></span><br><br><div class="floatright">(https://pbs.twimg.com/profile_images/437637132459728897/NuJAz06T.jpeg)</div>Sitting with a frigidity on the couch.&nbsp; &nbsp; Laura tilts her head ever so slightly,&nbsp; reaching up with her left hand she push back her long dark hair behind her ear.&nbsp; &nbsp;As she heard the faint whisper of something be drawn.&nbsp; &nbsp;It wasn't super hearing or anything like that.&nbsp; &nbsp;It was training&nbsp; and discipline&nbsp; to pinpoint something out of the ordinary.&nbsp; &nbsp; Someone is come into the room with her.&nbsp; &nbsp;Having drawn out blades.&nbsp; &nbsp;Not knifes through,&nbsp; the chorus of soft whispers spoke of multiple.&nbsp; &nbsp;Like claws are being released.&nbsp; &nbsp; Wolverine!<br><br>Laura sudden deduction is proven correct as Logan enters into the room.&nbsp; &nbsp;Announcing his presence,&nbsp; as she canters a look towards him.&nbsp; &nbsp;She could feel the bubbly of excitement building in her.&nbsp; She worships him,&nbsp; even with having kicked his ass all over the place that one time.&nbsp; &nbsp; She just catch the retraction of his claws.&nbsp; &nbsp;He grab one of the chairs and pull it closer to her seat on the couch.&nbsp; &nbsp;It makes the following conversation convenient as one didn't to raise ones voice to be heard across the room.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>"I'm here hoping to see the captain.&nbsp; &nbsp;To offer services in helping take down the bad guys plaguing the city and world.&nbsp; &nbsp;To atone for my sins.&nbsp; &nbsp;Through not all my sins, Logan."&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>As she spoke she had leaned forward the sits back.&nbsp; She pat the couch cushion next to her.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>"You didn't need to pull the chair up, you can sit next to me.&nbsp; I'll not bite, I promise."<br><br>On the inside Laura is doing cartwheels to contain her excitement with her quite extreme infatuation with Logan.&nbsp; &nbsp;The other thing it has done is taken her mind off of wanting to slash herself as she had been getting quite antsy with waiting for captain American to show up.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Matttheman89</strong> on <strong>08-05-2014, 02:47:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.blogcdn.com/news.moviefone.com/media/2013/07/captain-america-chris-evans.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Steve Rogers/Captain America<br><strong>Location:</strong> Grand Central Station<br><strong>Time:</strong> 13:35<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Black Widow <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Civilian Clothes.<br><br></span></span><hr><br>Soon after Steve finished talking, Natasha surprised him by suddenly pulling his face down to hers and catching her in a passionate kiss. It took Steve a second to realize what was happening, but almost immediately he began to kiss the beautiful spy back as they moved down the escalator. Heedless of the people around them, he put one of his arms around her, matching her intensity as their lips met over and over. They were amazingly soft and warm, and it didn't take Steve long to notice that she definitely knew how to use them. Odds are she had learned how to do this for her work as a Spy, and it had more than paid off. Caught up in the moment, Steve took it a step further, deepening the kiss by slipping his tongue into her mouth. Their tongues danced around each other for a few seconds, and as Natasha moaned his name against his lips, Steve's longing for her only grew stronger. If Steve was honest with himself, he had been attracted to Natasha for a long time, although he'd never acted on it. There had always been something going on, some sort of crisis to manage, or she'd been involved with one of the other Avengers. But here they were now, and he felt like he could kick himself for it.<br><br>It felt like it had went on longer than that, but after a minute they were coming to the end of the escalator, and they were forced to end the kiss, or end up falling flat on their faces. Natasha had a happy smile on her face, and Steve found a smile crossing his face as well. He knew it had always sounded corny, but the phrase 'walking on cloud nine' crossed his mind as a summary of how he felt right now. He hadn't felt like this in some time. As they stepped out, she shakily asked him what kind of phone he wanted to buy, and Steve remembered why they had come here in the first place. "As long as it...um...works, then that's good enough for me." he said, still feeling a little light headed from that kiss. If Steve had to guess, so she did she. But it was a good feeling, one he didn't want to let go. <br><br>"Maybe after we're done with that, we could get something to eat?" he asked as they started walking away from the escalator. He could feel a few people staring at them, not really surprised after a show like that. But he didn't care. Right now, he just wanted to focus on her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Batman4560</strong> on <strong>08-05-2014, 04:29:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.filmjackets.com/FEATURES/IMAGES/Feature_XMen4-Wolverine-med.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><br><br><strong>Name:</strong> Logan (Wolverine)<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Avenger's Mansion<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> 13:35<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Laura Kinney/Open<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> See Photo<br><br>Logan stood up and walked over to the seat that Laura had patted. Sitting close to her Logan went on. <strong>"Sorry, the Cap isn't here. But you don't need his permission to repent. It's something you need to do for yourself."</strong> Logan offered advice on the subject. Slowly and carefully Logan extended his hand so that it rested on Laura's thigh just above the knee. <strong>"Do you want to change?"</strong><br><br>Eyes glinted with and honest question and his square jaw set in sternly. Maybe she didn't, maybe she did. Either way Logan wanted Laura to be sure it was something she wanted. The attractive woman had a way of acting on impulse, something Logan knew about. <strong>"Say do you wanna go do something in the city?"</strong></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TamaRose</strong> on <strong>08-05-2014, 05:36:32</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/a/a7/167643.jpg/400px-167643.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Rogue<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Avenger's Mansion<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> 13:35<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> See Photo<br><br>As Rogue made her way to the Avengers pool to relax, she over heard the conversation between Tony and his two lady "friends". Something she wished had completely missed. There were times she hated being at the Avengers tower. Yes, Tony had been kind enough to let what was left of the X-Men and other teams stay with him but he had no self control or for that fact...manners. He constantly had women in and out of the building at all hours and the sad thing was that none of them were the same.<br><br>Where did he go to find half of his women...the local whore house? The sad part was is that he actually, put Logan to shame...and Logan had been around for hundreds of years and been with many women. Stark on the other hand seemed to be sowing more then just his oats when it came to sleeping around. <br><br>It wasn't like she was jealous or anything. The last thing she wanted was to be five feet with that nasty snake in between his legs. She just hated how he treated women like objects and then threw them away before going out and bringing more home. He was such a man whore and it was hard at times to come to terms that he was a super hero instead of some pimp on the street.<br><br>Doing her best to ignore the sounds coming from Tony's room, she turned the radio on...and up before setting her things down next to the lounge chair and then climbing in the pool for a nice long swim.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elven Sex Goddess</strong> on <strong>08-05-2014, 05:57:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://jamietyndall.com/wp-content/uploads/d50ec06953f23b5637a916604b41be07-d2yrazk.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Laura Kinney<br><br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; Avenger's mansion<br><br><strong>Time:</strong>&nbsp; 13:36<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Logan/(Wolverine), open.<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong>&nbsp; Civilian clothing&nbsp; (see second picture)<br></span><br><br><div class="floatright">(https://pbs.twimg.com/profile_images/437637132459728897/NuJAz06T.jpeg)</div>Logan takes up the offer, rising up out of the chair.&nbsp; &nbsp;Moving over to sit next to Laura upon the couch.&nbsp; He would comment she did not need the captain's permission to turn over a new leaf.&nbsp; &nbsp;The decision to do good was hers alone.&nbsp; &nbsp;That she needed to decide for herself on what kind of person she wanted to be.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>All the while Logan hand stretched out and slowly inched towards her thigh.&nbsp; &nbsp;It finally would tease a touch and slide across her thigh and clasp softly right above her knee.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>It had her turning inside out with emotions running wild.&nbsp; Her tummy filled with twisted knots.&nbsp; &nbsp;Yet his words rang true.&nbsp; <br><br>"Your right,&nbsp; the decision has to be all mine.&nbsp; An yes I like that, any ideas of what you want to do, or go and see?"<br><br>Of course she tries to subdue her eagerness and readiness to jump at anything that Logan suggested.&nbsp; &nbsp;However, it is clear she is quite eager to do what he wants.&nbsp; <br><br>Laura's eyes alight with what suddenly pops into her mind.&nbsp; &nbsp; She tilt her face slightly bring her gaze in that instants to meet Logan's own.&nbsp; &nbsp;She purse her lips wetting the upper one with a soft smack before she speaks and shares what has come to her.<br><br>"I want to be like you Logan.&nbsp; &nbsp;Mother use tell me stories about how your always there for everyone."&nbsp; &nbsp; Mother being her now deceased surrogate mother who not only hosted and gave birth to her and as best she could had tried to make a difference in raising Laura.&nbsp; &nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>08-05-2014, 20:02:05</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> George Irons (AKA: The Ghost Rider)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Phoenix Arizona (In Transit)<br><strong>Time:</strong> a couple days ago:<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Anyone<br><br>---------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>A cursed creature stood upon a towering office building in the capitol of Arizona, Phoenix. Hundreds of Feet below. Cops and SWAT Teams had the building surrounded. A grand chase that led through the city had climaxed upon this rooftop, and soon the hunt will be over. Across from him stood what appeared to be a Normal Officer of the Law. Heavily decorated and respected by his peers. He was the Force's "Golden boy". However, he hid an evil secret. "I must admit, you live up to your reputation for tracking me this far, Rider!" The Cop's laugh was otherworldly. The rider staring him down. he was strong, too strong for a mere human. "You think I'll tell you where the prize is hidden? Fool, I would never tell you where it is even if I Knew!"<br><br>(http://www.espaciomarvelita.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/Ghost_Rider+Concept_Art_by_Jerad_S_Marantz_02a.jpg)<br><br>The Rider stood silent. In his hand, a long length of chain that glowed like molten metal metal in his hand. Like a flash of lightening, the Chain lashed out with a flick of the Rider's wrist, and cracked along the Imposter's chest. burning a stripe into the flesh, and knocking him to the ground. This impostor began to know fear. The Rider had been toying with him all along. The Rider slowly approached. His chain skittering across the ground making splashes of fire as it bounced. He stood over the imposter, and pressed the heel of his boot into the wound. Waves of pain shot through out the vessel's body. "Where is the Demon?" The rider's voice was low, menacing. The flames flickered and began to grow hotter and brighter around his white Skull. "S-She is gone. Always one step ahead of you" The vessel laughed, knowing it had fulfilled it's purpose. To delay him. To give Her time. <br><br>The Rider knelt down and removed the glove from it's left hand. A fiery skeletal hand was revealed. Flames licking off of the fingers lazily. Placing his finger tips at various spots on the Vessel's face. The Rider began to burn the infection from within. "You kill me and the Host dies!" The Creature threatened, trying to stave off it's fate. "Don't take me for a fool. I know that the Soul is beyond Salvation. Now burn!" The Vessel let out a primal pain filled roar. At the end of the Rider's Hearing, the Dull thumps of a Helicopter rotor could be heard right as the the Police chopper crested the side of the building. Shining it's flood light upon the scene. the area was awash in a bright light. "This is the Phoenix Police-WHAT IN THE HELL IS THAT?!" <br><br>It was the usual reaction for him. A being simply know as The Ghost Rider. However, this did not deter him from his task. The Body quickly burst into flames as the screams died away. Leaving a pile of ash in the shape of a man. "Shoot It!" The Helicopter spun in place as two officer raised M4s. The Rider reach down and ripped up a large section of roofing to use as a shield. The 5.56mm rounds of the M4 merely bounced off the large plate. he waited for a break in the firing before tossing the plate at the chopper. The pilot yanking on his stick hard to avoid the impact. Drawing his fiery chain. The Rider lassoed the skid of the aircraft. pulling it in, the pilot pushing his throttles to max. The instruments screaming at the strain. "You're Pissing me off." The police looked at the creature before them. Clad in leather and fire it was visage straight from their nightmares. "S-Sorry"<br><br>The Rider Jerked on the chain. Sending the Helicopter spinning off as the pilot struggled to correct the aircraft. Whistling, The Rider summoned his mount. From the Corner of the roof, a flaming motorcycle appeared. It's long raked out appearance reminiscent of the Choppers of the mid-seventies. Rolling on wheels of fire. it came along side it's Master. It's motor revving, seeming eager for the ride. The Rider threw his leg over the Hell bike with ease as he rolled on the throttle. The engine screamed like the Howling of demons before he dropped the clutch. Flame and Smoke poured out of the rear of the cycle as the front rose skyward. Leaping off the Tall building. The Bike scorched a flaming arc in the sky as it came to land on the roof of a shorter neighboring building. Following this Pattern, The rider eventually made it to street level well out of sight of Law enforcement. He shed his demonic form and returned to the form of George Irons astride his beat up Harley Shovel. He rode out of the city unnoticed. <br><br>(http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRFCHTGpLaGS5u5AH81deSAUyzEwDsNZa_whrSHqmr9PZXu3qLv)<br><br>Riding for hours, the sun slowly began to raise. Pulling off the road, he came to high rise overlooking the desert. The soft blue glow of the dawn beginning to illuminate the world. He pulled out a bent cigarette and lit it up. Taking a few puffs before he blew out a cloud of smoke into the cold morning. Standing at 5'11" tall. George had a slightly muscular body. His deep blue eyes scanned the Vast wastes of the desert before him. He ran a hand through his unruly mop of dark brown hair. "What the hell do you want?" George didn't see her descend, but knew she was there behind him. leaning the bike on the kickstand, he spun around in the saddle. Behind him stood a Angel. Her large feathery wings stretched out to her sides. She bore a scowl of disapproval for George's actions. "Ah Hell. Don't give me that look. That cop's soul had long since been be taken to Hell." "There may have been a way to save him" Her voice was quiet and very gentle, almost like a whisper. George gave her a stern look. It was easy for her to say such things, but she was never at the battles. She didn't have to watch the vessels burn to ash. However, When she looks at him with those eyes, it always tore him up inside. He turned away, puffing away on the cigarette. The Angel approached and took the foul vice from his lips. holding it in her hand, she gently blew on it and it became simply mist. "That was my last one you know." Sam growled. "Haven't you decided to quit? I hear they are quite detrimental to your health." She asked in her same quiet manner. George couldn't help but laugh at the display of concern. Unsure whether it was real or not. "I think I have bigger concerns than smoking for my health."<br><br>(http://www.howmuchdotheyweigh.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/04/Jake-Gyllenhaal.jpg)<br><br>George looked at her again and quickly turned his head. The sun rose enough for him to see her clearly. "Aww, Jeez. Can't you cover yourself up? It's distracting" The angel was always confused by George's modesty. Clothes were meaningless in heaven and as such all were nude. She had always appeared to him like this ever since he was a small boy, but since reaching puberty. George had become uncomfortable around her without some covering. Her frame was petite, with a body that men would gladly go to war for and have. She stood about a foot shorter than Him. Her breasts firm and plump. She would have worn a large "C" Cup. Her long blond hair reaching to the back of her Knees. She wrapped her large white wings around her front and saw Sam visibly relax some. <br><br>"where is your destination from here?" She quietly asked. "I Don't know. Where ever the road takes me, I guess." She faded from view without a good bye. "Geez, she is cold." Taking a deep breath, George closed his eyes. trying to feel the world around him. Firing up his motorcycle. He rode off the raise and back onto the road. Heading into the raising sun.<br><br>(http://www.shovelhead-bobbers.com/shovelhead_1969/images-hd0087/1969_Harley_FLH_Shovelhead_Bobber_468x376.jpg)<br><br><strong>Location: New York<br>Time: 2 am</strong><br><br>The darkness of the night was split by a single headlight. the dull thrum of a Milwaukee Mill faded in the distance as George continued to head East. His senses directing him as he followed the dark ribbon of highway. The Yellow and white lines passing quickly under his boot heels. Rolling on he throttle, the Bike responding smoothly and instantly. His Long brown hair whipping behind him in the Breeze. Mild Temperatures of the Southwest quickly began to dip into the much cooler Temperatures of the northeast. George didn't pay this any mind. The large flaps of the collar on his jacket fluttered in the wind as he leaned his bike into the curve. Rolling on the throttle to power though the turn.<br><br>It was approaching 2 in the morning when the Single beam of George's headlamp fell upon the Sign welcoming him to New York city. He rumbled over the George Washington bridge as he was suddenly surrounded by the towering skyscrapers of New York City. George grimaced as a sense of Claustrophobia tickled at the back of his mind. It felt like the buildings were closing&nbsp; in on him. The lights blocking the stars from shining didn't help matters either. George Rolled his neck with a loud cracking noise. Snorting at the constant road construction that seemed to dominate the streets of New York. He found himself longing for the dark roads of the West. With its blankets of stars overhead. However, what he was tracking led him here. An evil was here that had the Innocent crying out for Vengeance. <br><br>George Rolled up to a stoplight, and suddenly he felt the rider stirring. Looking to his left he saw a Darkened alley. He pulled this bike down the alley and left it at the mouth. He didn't bother locking her up. She had a way of dealing with fools stupid enough to try and steal her. The last person to take her for a joy ride, took the EMTs and Hour to scrape his brains off the wall. Quietly, George walked down the dark alley. The only light coming from either the ambient glow of the street or a singular Flickering light. It didn't take him long to start hearing voices. "What should we do with him?"..."Lets string him up."..."P-Please, I'll do what ever you want. Please don't hurt me."<br><br>George lazily walked upon the scene. still concealed in the Shadows as he saw three Hispanic men crowding a smaller black kid. They chuckled evilly as they continued to talk about what they were going to do to him. The Kid trembling in fear and panic. So focused on their new toy, they didn't take notice of the stranger who was watching them. The biggest one was in the back was the easiest to take out. "Get the Rope, Jose. Jose? Dammit, you fucking Retard! The rope!" One of the men hissed. Yet they received no answer in return. Turning to see what was Jose doing. What they saw had their eyes grow wide in fright. The alley was awash in bright orange and yellow as the Flames lazily burned around the gleaming white Skull. "Stick it man! Stick it" One of the two surviving gang bangers shrieked as his friend pulled a Knife and tried to stab the Rider. Their came a lot smack as the Rider caught the Attacker's wrist. The Attacker started to whine and whimper as the flaming skeletal fingers began to burn and char his skin. Soon, cracks, and fissures appeared on the Thug's skin as the Rider was burning him from the inside out. His Screams quickly choked off by the fact that his lungs were burnt to ash. Soon, The rest of his body would follow, but not before he felt an agony unlike any other. A warm up for what is about to greet him down <em>Below</em>. <br><br>The Rider snatched up the last one, and slammed him so hard against the brick wall, that the masonry cracked. As He looked at him in primal fear. The Rider let out a blood cuddling roar as the flames around its head grew in intensity and heat. Starting to melt nearby metal. The Man cringed and squirmed as they felt the full intensity of the Heat. Finally losing control of their bowels before the Rider literally torn him in two. The pieces burning up into ash before they hit the ground. The Rider then turned, and approached the boy. His knees have given out with the appearance of the Demon. He kept rambling apologies for things he thought he had done. The Rider's head tilted to the side as if it was considering what to do with this person. After a moment, he let out a low growl as he motioned for the Boy to flee. The boy looked in the direction that the Rider indicated and saw a large dumpster impeding his path. He quivered with fear as he turned back towards the Rider. The Rider seemed to read his mind as he laid a bony hand on the dumpster and with what looked like no effort at all sent the several hundred pound Dumpster sailing through the air. The loud crash was the signal the boy needed. He scrambled to his feet and dashed out of alley, leaving the Rider alone in the darkness. <br><br><br><strong>Time:</strong> 13:30 Hours<br><strong>Location:</strong> Street side. <br><br>The day passed quickly for George, The hustle and bustle of New York being far more fast paced than it was out west. He could feel his senses on edge. So many here deserved to meet the Rider, but George kept him in check. He sat in the shade of a tree on his bike as he munched on a couple of dollar hot dogs, and knew he was going to regret it later. His eyes constantly shifting across the sea of people that move like herds of sheep, or cattle through their daily lives. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Raen234</strong> on <strong>09-05-2014, 07:49:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://static.comicvine.com/uploads/original/11111/111119218/3521505-1507341_459351724175471_1897183933_o.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Captain Marvel<br><strong>Location:</strong> Lower Earth Orbit<br><strong>Time:</strong> Last Week<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> None<br><br>------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>Carol looked down at the bright beautiful blur orb that was Earth. It had been some time since she had been back here and she was still at odds to how she felt being back. Thought it had seemed like as good as a time as any. <br><br>Recently she had lost many of her memories, her identity. She was told that she had given them up to save the Earth from a crazy alien trying to cause damage. That made her feel a little better, but it did not change her problems. For a while she had stayed on working with the Avengers, trusting in their confidence in her, while she wasnt quite sure what she expected to do. She had some of her memories and it didnt seem to affect her knowledge of places or how to do things, but so much of the connections and so many of the faces were foreign to her. So many people she was forced to re-introduce herself to, and even then all the friendship and trust, the information she needed to work, she did not have. She did her best, worked hard to fight against the lack of trust she felt for the others, because it wasn't their fault. For a while that was enough. <br><br>Then she had decided she needed a break, she needed to figure out, well everything. Cap had suggested helping the Guardians of the Galaxy for a while. It had seemed like a great idea. Get away and put things into perspective, while still getting out and helping people. She had jumped at the chance. <br><br>She had stayed, helping them for a while, had a bunch of different adventures, worked with Peter Quill to keep the Spartax from invading Earth. Dealt with several problems Rockets angry attitude had gotten them into. Still she had fondness for the raccoon, though she would never call him that to his face, man did that send him into a anger spiral. Groot seemed always to be there to help, which was stoic of him. Drax Seemed ready and very willing for any and every fight they came across, but then again so was Gamora. Carol had felt an strong attraction to Gamora, she seemed as ready to kick ass, as to enjoy life. They enjoyed a fun fling while she had travelled. Enough so that she almost took her up on her offer to stick around when it was time to head back to Earth. Maybe she would take her up on that at a later date, but Carol had spent too much of her time avoiding her problems so she came back. <br><br>She looked at the blue orb and took a few extra seconds to enjoy the silence before she let herself feel the exhilaration of falling to earth at top speeds. <br><br>---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Streets of New York<br><strong>Time:</strong> Today 1:30pm<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><br>(http://s2.postimg.org/ijyp6haa1/Captain_Marvel_Face.jpg)<br><br>Since she had gotten back she had tried to make herself at home. She tried to develop some kind of routine. To her knowledge no one really knew she was back, except maybe S.W.O.R.D since they would have seen her in the system. And whoever else might have some equipment. She had not gotten anything on big events going on, so she had kept it low key. She had been avoiding main areas because even after soul searching she still was not sure what to do. She had taken out a Hydra facility earlier in the week and she considered that to be at least contributing to the weeks work.<br><br>For now it was just enough to figure out her next point. She could not avoid her problems forever, sooner or later she would have to figure out a way to make what seemed like a really dysfunctional life work in her favor. Either that or become a permanent astronaut, Carol thought to herself while smiling. <br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Loves</strong> on <strong>11-05-2014, 18:12:10</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i975.photobucket.com/albums/ae240/samanthamazur/JK2JfgvxIxbO_zps2e8e4879.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>Felicia Hardy/Black Cat (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=202758.msg9932062#msg9932062)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Leaving a&nbsp; coffee shop, heading to NYU (currently walking on the city street) - New York City <br><strong>Time:</strong> 1:30 ish<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Open<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> &nbsp;This &nbsp;(http://i975.photobucket.com/albums/ae240/samanthamazur/ZTzDOztBjdw5_zps329c8f3d.jpg)<br><br></span></span><hr>&nbsp; <br><br><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong>”Hey sweet…”</strong><br><br>A hand was raised to stop the young man in his tracks who had thought he would try his luck with the pretty blonde sitting by the window of the coffee shop. His friends snickered in the corner, which didn’t do great things to his ego, but the cold rejection from the bitch engrossed in the newspaper article about some jewellery exhibit about to hit New York was worse. She&nbsp; hadn’t bothered to even look up to see who had been trying to talk with her. She simply raised her hand to stop the flow of useless compliments from filling up the dead air between them. <strong>”Bitch!”</strong> he spat in an attempt to ruffle her feathers, and maybe gain a rise from the girl. What he got was more of the same, with a few words added to prove that she had been listening. <br><br><div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/3f/Harry-winston-mrs-winston-diamond-necklace-profile.jpg)</div><br><strong>”You say that like it’s a bad thing”</strong> purred Felicia with a tone of voice that was obviously pleased with herself. She cared not for his delicate ego, nor his friends now howling in the corner, thrilled by the crash and burn of their friend. She could have said more, but really… he wasn’t worth the effort.&nbsp; After all she hadn’t asked for him to come over. In fact, Felicia had made a point at not making eye contact with a single soul, not even the girl serving the coffee. She had kept her eyes on her phone, texting as she ordered the medium dark roast, black. Not even when she had been asked if she wanted sugar… <em>”no, I’m sweet enough”</em> had been her only reply. So forgive her if she wasn’t over the moon at this jerk who thought it wise to disturb her during her afternoon break.&nbsp; <br><br>Glancing at her watch she signed. She had a class in about twenty minutes. Gathering her books and the paper together, Felicia placed them back into the black leather satchel that had seen better days and swallowed the remains of her coffee. She got to her feet with cat-like grace and brushed past the fool still staring down at her like she was going to wilt under his hot glare. <strong>”If that was meant to be intimidating you might want to work on it in front of a mirror. Come back when you’ve found your game”</strong> she taunted before escaping the coffee shop, leaving the young men behind and most certainly forgotten!&nbsp; <br><br>The day was sunny. People all around her were… well this was New York after all, it’s not like they were skipping down the street ready to break out into song at any moment. However, there was an odd smile that came her way… mostly by men who turned to watch her hips sway as she walked. Felicia didn’t return their inquisitive stare. However, she did stop to drool over a lovely diamond necklace that screamed out “take me!” <br></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>11-05-2014, 18:58:54</strong>
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				(http://www.moviescene.nl/image.php?img=/ckfinder/userfiles/images/Moviescene/posts/2009/03/persia01-431x650.jpg)<br><br>Name: George Irons/Ghost Rider<br>Location: New York City (Cruising down the street)<br>Time: 1:40<br>Tagging: Felicia, Carol/Captain Marvel<br>Wearing: Black Leather Jacket, Black shirt, Sunglasses, heavy boots, and bluejeans. <br><br>George finished his lunch, and pulled off the Curb. The lopping idle of his 69 Shovel sounding almost lazy against the multitude of other vehicles. The traffic, and congestion of this city was infuriating. Already he wished for the vast empty two-lanes of the Desert. Where he open Sophia up, and let her stretch her legs. He could feel it in her, Sophia wanted to run again, and he wanted to let her. Feeling the wind in his long hair, and the dust on his face. George ground his teeth as he could feel all the evil, and hate around him. The Rider was clawing at the back of his mind. Demanding that the Corrupt be purged, and the wicked incinerated. It was taking a lot for George to not lose his control over the Spirit within him. Then something caught his eye, a flash of Gold. From the crowd, he could see a woman strutting down the avenue, commanding the attention of any man that should happen to glance her way. She was fair to look at, he supposed, but something about her was off. Something that evoked a menacing growl from his throat. He watched as she stared hard at some diamonds in a store window. He could feel the intent radiating off of her, Thief. <br><br>George had to tear his eyes away, and focus on something else. He couldn't let the Rider come out here. It would be an utter catastrophe! Scanning up, and down the opposite street, he spotted another woman of golden Hair. Like the First something about her drew his attention to her, but not in the same way as The other. He could sense great power within this one. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moon Hound Hati</strong> on <strong>11-05-2014, 20:15:54</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/a0/Punisher-Warzone-Icon1.jpg)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Frank Castle / Punisher<br><strong>Location:</strong> Safehouse located somewhere in the New York subway system<br><strong>Time:</strong> 13:35<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> - <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Simple, dark clothing<br><br></span></span><hr><br>In the distance a subway train rushed by, the sound of it echoing faintly through the underground safehouse of a middle aged man with a penchant for spilling the blood of criminals. Humming softly to himself, his hands worked methodically, the actions pretty much second nature now, as he assembled on the nine millimeter pistol that laid before him on the workbench. Its parts had been cleaned and maintained thoroughly, each piece part of a deadly whole. One to three in the afternoon was usually the time of day that Frank Castle, also known and feared as the Punisher, cared for the arms and gear of whatever safehouse he was in that day. Today was one of his more spacious and secure hideouts, the one hidden away in the New York subway system. It also had the largest weaponscash of all his safehouses, so he visited it frequently, even if it was to simply stock up on weapons and ammo for the next hit he had planned.<br><br><div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/ac/Punisherwarzonebdcap2_original.jpg)</div><br>There were many out there that would see Frank pushing up daisies, some of them not even criminals. For years he's worked against crime, fighting mobsters, corrupt cops and other ill-willed ilk not only in New York, but elsewhere in the world too, on occasion. His list was long and red. Law enforcement such as the police, the F.B.I., the C.I.A., and even S.H.I.E.L.D. were aware of his existence and made many attempts to capture him; however, many rank-and-file officers have been, to date, reluctant to take action against Frank Castle because they largely agreed with him. The Punisher himself disregarded what police and the public thought of him. The Punisher killed corrupt cops, but in doing so stirred police into heightened action against him. Castle was also caught and imprisoned many times, but always escaped.<br><br>Taking the now fully assembled nine millimeter pistol, Frank turned around to face the weaponsracks. Many guns were on display there, from simply pistols to semi-automatic assault rifles. Many of these were taken from those whom he had killed, the various criminal organizations, or bought with their money via contacts and backroom dealers. Storing the pistol, he ran his hand through his slick, dark hair with a small sigh. The next hit still had some details that needed ironing out; the Chinese triads had been building up again and were shipping in drugs through the docks. They needed to be crushed once more.<br><br>Frank knew his work would never end; that crime would continue, even if he were to kill every single criminal in this city. Even after the hundreds of lives that he had taken, not even a dent had been made in the whole... But Frank Castle would continue until the day he died. He swore this on the graves of his family, who were slaughtered by the mafia years ago. The work of the Punisher would continue.
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TamaRose</strong> on <strong>11-05-2014, 21:12:57</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/a/a7/167643.jpg/400px-167643.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Rogue<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Avenger's Mansion<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> 13:35<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> See Photo<br><br><br>After spending a wonderful two hours, relaxing, tanning, and just enjoying a few hours to herself without anyone bothering her, Rogue flipped off the radio and climbed out of the pool, collecting her things before sauntering back inside the mansion to watch a little television in the main living room.<br><br>How long had it been since they had a day where they all could just relax and not think about what has happened in the past few days...weeks....months...years? It had been to long and for once she was going to enjoy every single moment of this day, whether Tony and his women screamed and moaned until the Congress in Washington heard them. <br><br>She was going to continue to ignore him and his hussies, while she sat and vegged on the sofa, ate ice cream and chips while watching Gone With the Wind, Steel Magnolias, and Terms of Endearment and cry her eyes out until she couldn't shed another tear.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Batman4560</strong> on <strong>12-05-2014, 05:48:26</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.filmjackets.com/FEATURES/IMAGES/Feature_XMen4-Wolverine-med.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><br><br><strong>Name:</strong> Logan (Wolverine)<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Avenger's Mansion<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> 13:40<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Laura Kinney/Open<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> See Photo<br><br>Logan laughed at Laura when she said that she wanted to do whatever it was that he did. Laura had seriously asked what Logan was into...<strong>"Laura, I have seen and done everything. In a literal sense. Seriously lets just go grab lunch or something."</strong> Logan suggested and stood up. Her words of wanting to be like him had made Logan feel strange. He had always had some sort of a daughter in Kitty, Rouge, Jubilee and Laura but Laura always felt like she was an ex lover more than anything else. Logan didn't want her to change unless it was for her.<br><br><strong>"Believe me kiddo, the last thing you want is to be like me.</strong> Logan reached his strong left arm out to help Laura up. <strong>"Besides if you were like me you wouldn't remember half of it."</strong> He joked and started to pull his jacket on over his shoulder. <strong>"...Rouge should be around here. Do you mind if I invite her?"</strong> Logan didn't want to leave anyone out since they had all actually had a day off. At the least he wanted to give her the chance to go with the pair. </span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elven Sex Goddess</strong> on <strong>12-05-2014, 06:15:46</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://jamietyndall.com/wp-content/uploads/d50ec06953f23b5637a916604b41be07-d2yrazk.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Laura Kinney<br><br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; Avenger's mansion<br><br><strong>Time:</strong>&nbsp; 13:36<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Logan/(Wolverine), open.<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong>&nbsp; Civilian clothing&nbsp; (see second picture)<br></span><br><br><div class="floatright">(https://pbs.twimg.com/profile_images/437637132459728897/NuJAz06T.jpeg)</div>In a sense she herself had done everything.&nbsp; Well that is everything on the flip side of the under belly of society.&nbsp; &nbsp; Laura takes the hand offered and rises up off the couch.&nbsp; &nbsp;Nodding in agreement to his suggestion of inviting Rouge along with them.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>"Sure,&nbsp; lets find and invite her."<br><br>Laura responds,&nbsp; as she has no qualms against such.&nbsp; &nbsp; Especially since she found it so hard with Logan.&nbsp; &nbsp; It was so much easier to just hit him.&nbsp; &nbsp;But that was just that, she didn't want to do that.&nbsp; She rather throw him down and get on top.&nbsp; &nbsp;Or let him get on top.&nbsp; &nbsp;But and a big but,&nbsp; she just didn't know how to act with him.&nbsp; &nbsp;He tied her all up on the inside.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>She offer a whimsical look to the room as she departs with Logan.&nbsp; &nbsp;For she guessed she have to wait to speak with the captain another time.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Batman4560</strong> on <strong>12-05-2014, 07:10:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.filmjackets.com/FEATURES/IMAGES/Feature_XMen4-Wolverine-med.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><br><br><strong>Name:</strong> Logan (Wolverine)<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Avenger's Mansion<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> 13:40<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Laura Kinney/Rogue<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> See Photo<br><br>Quickly Logan let go of Laura's hand and led her down a maze of halls and rooms. His nose working overtime to find Rouge. It had been hard, she was in the pool for a while but he could smell her scent pouring out of the living room with a massive T.V. in it. He could hear the movie she was watching and the sound of other annoying things. Some of the Avengers were more or less whores. It made Logan sick to think that anyone could get laid that much. Maybe it was just the romantic in Logan or perhaps it was the fact that he hadn't been laid in a while. <br><br>After a few minutes of walking down the halls Logan and Laura came upon the room that Rogue was in. <strong>"Rogue, Laura and I are headed into the city, you wanna grab lunch?"</strong> He asked and pointed over his shoulder towards the door. Weather she agreed or not he headed to the garage next and jumped inside his jeep. The top was down and moments after everyone was in Logan started to drive into town.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>12-05-2014, 17:44:19</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://images.contactmusic.com/images/feature-images/captain-america-scarlett-johansson-636-370.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Natasha Romanov/Black Widow <br><strong>Location:</strong> Grand Central Station<br><strong>Time:</strong> 13:45<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Steve Rogers aka Captain America <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Civilian Clothes.<br><br></span></span><hr><br>People were staring at them because of the *Show* Natasha had put on but also because of the fact her hood had fallen off and her face was known as the Black Widow of the Avengers. But for the first time in a long time Nat didn't care and reached out and took Steve`s had into her own as they walked through the station. He said he just wanted a phone that worked and then asked her if she wanted dinner with him. <br>"Id love to..." she said as they looked at each other. "You know Steve....youv been making a lot of excuses to come and see me lately....to hang out with me.....go on missions with me....if I didn't know you better id say you have a crush on me?" She teased him sexily and winked. before the super solider could stutter out a response she leaned in and whispered in a low and raspy voice. "Feelings mutual handsome...has been for years." She laughed before she pulled him towards the phone shop as Rogers just seemed in a daze by all of this. <br><br>Then as the clock struck 1:45 from an unknown location a message went out to the world. Broadcast from every cell phone, radio, television set, computer and every communication device you could think of. <br><br><strong>"The World you knew is over. The Age of Man is over, the Age of Flesh and Bone is over. Now we enter my Age, the Age of ULTRON!"</strong><br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;(https://fbexternal-a.akamaihd.net/safe_image.php?d=AQDrrfyqlIohdsWE&amp;w=470&amp;h=246&amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fs.scifi-universe.com%2Factualites%2Fillustrations%2F15000%2F15211-ultron-s-affiche-tout-en-entier.jpg&amp;cfs=1&amp;upscale=1)<br><br><strong>"My attempts in the past to overthrow you have been foiled by the Avengers and others like them....but now they are no more significant to me then the smartest termite and as such they shall be eradicated. Most of you shall not survive the Culling but those that do have one option. To Submit, Submit or Die their is no other alternative."</strong> And with that the message of the robotic basted creation of Hank Pym was cut off and followed instantly by the terrifying sound of Explosions. 300 Ultron units alone were descending on New York City, appearing out of thin air, been clocked somehow *a new skill* and were attacking Civilian's and buildings. Firing from their eyes lasers which decimated the once great City of New York each saying over and over in that chilling voice. <strong>"SUBMITT OR DIE, SUBMIT OR DIE!"</strong>&nbsp; <br><br>50 0f those Ultron Robots headed straight for Stark Tower as that was the main point of focus. <br>30 were out in Westchester targeting the Xavier School for gifted youngster's. <br>Another 50 targeted the Baxter Building in the Center of the City home of the Fantastic Four. <br>Another 50 went after the SHEILD Hellicarrer which was flying over head of the city itself. <br>And the remaining 95 Drones went about destroying the city as they Saw fit. <br><br>Meanwhile countless Drones were been dropped around the world in their thousands.<br><br>Within Seconds the tower was filled with Ultron robots attacking the Avengers, the battle fell out onto the street and the heroes kept on fighting. Natasha saw all of her comrades fighting them off one by one, First Steve, Tony, Clint, Wanda, Thor, Banner all in game mode and slugging it out with the machines. Then Quicksilver rushing around and trying to destroy as many as he could. <br><br>The fight continued on for hours with scared Civilian's running off in all directions. Soon the Avengers found each other keeping the battle as close knight as they could, in the heart of Central park. Natasha was directly behind the Hulk who was in full HULK SMASH mode and cleaning his path of the countless Ultron Drones. <br><br>Widow jumped on the back of a Ultron and zapped it hard with her "Widow Stingers". She looked over her shoulder at her team-mates, each dispensing with the Ultorns in their own unique ways. "We need a plan of attack!" She called out to anyone who might have a suggestion what they should do next. The Ultron drones just kept coming and they weren't even making a dent. What should they do? <br><br>Natasha`s plan was to get away and regroup. Maybe get some reinforcement's together. They needed to deal with this first and foremost, Ultron was created by an Avenger and they had to be the ones to stop his world domination scheme.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TamaRose</strong> on <strong>12-05-2014, 17:59:59</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/4/49/Sofia-vergara.jpg/419px-Sofia-vergara.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Rogue<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Avenger's Mansion<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> 13:40<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Logan/Laura<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> See Photo<br><br>As soon as Logan came in and asked if she wanted to go with him and Laura, she couldn't help but run for her room and change into a pair of blue denim jeans, a green spaghetti strapped top with matching gloves, and&nbsp; a pair of cowboy boots.<br><br>Any time she got to spend with Logan was special. Even though he saw her as just an "adoptive" daughter she still had one hell of a crush on him. Although, now that she was more of an adult, she wouldn't call it a crush anymore. She was actually in love with him but in a way she knew never would ever be returned.<br><br>In her opinion he still had a thing for Jean Grey. Something that probably would never go away...but it still made her slightly jealous that Jean was just as young as the rest of them but he didn't have a problem chasing after her skirt. <br><br>At one time she had heard it was said that they were alike...that they were old souls and had a connection that only the two of them could ever have....that is why he liked her and wanted to "connect" with her in more ways then one. <br><br>In her own personal opinion though it was nothing but bull shit because he liked pissing Scott off at the time and he didn't want to get held down by anyone else. God forbid if he fell in love with anyone else. Still, no matter what she thought or what ever happened. She would always love Logan no matter how angry she got at him. He was indeed a father figure but he was a friend and one hell of a loyal man that she could never seem to get out of her mind.<br><br>Laura on the other hand was just as cool as Logan. In this case they were actually a lot a like where Logan and Jean weren't. Maybe, that is why she liked Laura. It was like having two Logan's together at once...only one had different equipment then the other. She liked the girl like a younger sister but if truth be known she was starting to like her as much as Logan...which she felt was a big no-no.<br><br>She didn't want to make Logan angry with her or have Laura hate her for how she was feeling. Therefore she basically kept everything inside and said nothing. Maybe she was just as bad as Tony when it came to Laura and Logan but at least she tried to keep herself in check and not ruin the wonderful, yet odd little family they did have together.<br><br>After, Rogue was dressed and smelling sweet like a Honeysuckle tree, she grabbed her purse and ran for the garage where Logan and Laura were already waiting in the jeep. Sliding, in the back so they could get going, she shut the door and laid her purse by her side before she began playing with the radio in the back, trying to find some good old country music that she could sing along with. <strong> "Al'right, sugah'! L'ts hit the road. Ahm' starved!"</strong></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>12-05-2014, 20:25:30</strong>
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				(http://www.espaciomarvelita.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/Ghost_Rider+Concept_Art_by_Jerad_S_Marantz_02a.jpg)<br><strong>Name:</strong> GhostRider<br><strong>Location:</strong> New York Street<br><strong>Time:</strong>13:45<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><br>George was waiting for the light to turn green when all Hell suddenly broke loose. It began to rain Laser Beams, and masonry as the people shrieked, and scattered. Looking up, he saw metallic humanoids flying overhead, and attacking the populace. George let out a growl as These automatons were assaulting the innocent. As the others ran, He simply stepped off his bike, and grabbed a 100ft length of Chain that was wrapped around the handle bars. The Chain links clinked as they fell to the ground, Fire splashing off the pavement like water splashing out of a puddle. About 4 of the Drones landed a block away. George started to towards them as the crowds were pushing, and shoving their way past. Just behind him, Sophia followed obediently. Like a Horse following her Rider. Fire was starting to lick around her tires as her exhaust note sounded angry. By the Time George approached the Ultron Drones, he was George Irons no more, but the GhostRider.<br><br>Hellcycle:<br>(https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-VJPB0Yc42kk/UdcfEuDaafI/AAAAAAAAAGk/sPpe4oQAKSc/w800-h800/photo.jpg) <br><br>The Rider swirled his chain around, and launched it at the closest drone. Lassoing it expertly as he gave a jerk, and pulled it off its feet. Spinning it around in the air, he let it go once more to careen, and crash into the other Drones. Buying time for the Innocents to escape from this battle ground.
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Batman4560</strong> on <strong>12-05-2014, 21:12:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.filmjackets.com/FEATURES/IMAGES/Feature_XMen4-Wolverine-med.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><br><br><strong>Name:</strong> Logan (Wolverine)<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Avenger's Mansion<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> 13:45<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Laura Kinney/Rogue<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> See Photo<br><br>Logan winced when the sound of country hit his ears. It always reminded him of the bad times in his life. It took everything he had to not change the radio. The Wolverine smiled while looking in the back of his rearview mirror at Rouge who had apparently been much more hungry than he was. The Jeep roared to life just a moment later and Logan had begun to slowly drive down the massive parking garage of the Avengers Mansion. The door came up to allow the Jeep room to pull out when five figures fell from the sky and into view...<br><br>Ten beams of light launched from their heads and hit random areas, cars exploded around the jeep while Logan yelled. <strong>"JUMP!!!"</strong> He dove back for the one person who couldn't heal in the group and tried to tackle Rouge out of the Jeep, knowing Laura would be o.k. A Beam of light smashed into the front of the Jeep causing the engine to explode, then the rest of the Jeep.<br><br>Logan had fallen to the ground, shards of the Jeep landing all about him, while the five Ultron bots flew into the garage while the other bots started to surround the mansion. Concern, anger, sorrow, annoyance....RAGE!!! All of these things went through the body of Logan while he stood up. Claws ripped through his skin, between his knuckles. Logan ran down the hall of the garage and kept low to the ground, laser beams flew around Logan while he ducked, dodged and avoided them. He came up on the closest one and jumped into the air as far as he could only to be hit hard by a beam from his left and was sent hurtling into a car, crashing into the windshield and shattering it.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pumpkin Seeds</strong> on <strong>12-05-2014, 22:43:12</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://borradorcero.files.wordpress.com/2013/09/http3a2f2fimagescale-tumblr-com2fimage2f12802f2340a3be45bbdd1bcbb8f30063ad07d62ftumblr_msu4r0fqr1.jpg)</div><br><strong>Name:</strong> Elisabeth Braddock aka Psylocke<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Jean Grey School for Gifted Youngsters<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> 13:45<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Wolverine, Open<br><br>Eyes that were not inhuman peered out at inhuman foes.&nbsp; Already the flare and flash of the drones could be seen on fast approach to the Mansion.&nbsp; Only moments before the day had promised to be docile.&nbsp; Elisabeth Braddock had intended to merely settled into the day after her conference calls, reading a favored book and sipping a glass of wine while the children played at their games.&nbsp; Now she slipped on the tight fitting armor of days past, drawing her flesh into the alien armor that was presented to her as a gift for services rendered.&nbsp; Little was left to the imagination as the material folded over her flesh like ink, conforming to her body and yielding to her will.&nbsp; Psylocke was born through such a moment of readying for battle.&nbsp; Behind her the older students were ushering the younger into hidden tunnels and caches for them to remain safe.&nbsp; Those inhuman eyes bore an inhuman soul behind them that now fastened into place for the battle ahead.<br><br>Cold and calculating, the blade of her ninja-to was slipped into place at her back.&nbsp; A short blade, designed for the close combat that her ancestors so favored.&nbsp; Ninjitsu was not a static discipline that grew old and tired through the centuries.&nbsp; Instead the art expanded with the times and became more complex and versatile.&nbsp; So as the blade now rested at her shoulder so did a newly designed Kris Submachine gun lay slung on a holster to her body and a Browning Highpower nestled at her right thigh on a quick draw holster.&nbsp; Only a fool went into battle without weapons of the age, bringing a knife to a gunfight was never the way of her people.&nbsp; Slowly she stepped forward to peer out of the large window as those flares of fire grew brighter.&nbsp; Between the strands of purple hair a small device chirped.&nbsp; A touch of her fingers to the device opened the line.<br><br>“Martha please hold all my calls for the day, I will be indisposed for the next few hours.&nbsp; Also if you would be so kind to place a call to my associate, Logan Howlett I would be most appreciative.&nbsp; You can connect his call immediately.&nbsp; Thank you.” <br><br>Before the secretary could even voice complaint the line was cut dead.&nbsp; The woman would know better than to make another call to the number unless Logan was also on that line.&nbsp; Children cried down the hall as they were taken from their beds but she no longer cared.&nbsp; Betsy would have cared, Betsy would have stretched out her mind to soothe the young one.&nbsp; Psylocke would do no such thing as she instead set a booted leg to the window before her.&nbsp; Mentally she pressed open the large window, wanting to not be the one responsible for breaking the heavy glass.&nbsp; Delicately she hoisted a long barreled weapon to her shoulder.&nbsp; One arm tucked back to cradle the massive weapon, nuzzling her face to the stock as the LW50 was lowered with practiced grace.&nbsp; Quietly she closed her ears to the thunder that would be unleashed as the battle would start by her command and her command alone.<br><br>Psylocke, once known as Lady Mandarin and once feared the world over for the impossible tasks she performed, would now focus her powers on a single shot.&nbsp; Cross hairs lit up on her scope as she sighted into the onrushing drone.&nbsp; Mental senses stretched out not to make contact with her enemy but with time itself, searching and willing the place the metallic beast would come to next.&nbsp; Then the sound barrier was split as if by a flash of lightning and thunder.&nbsp; Through the halls the sound rolled back, but she did not care when a wail went up.&nbsp; Let them fear her and let them never follow in her footsteps.<br><br>The round ejected as the modified rifle used the gas to bring back the bolt and load into place another cartridge of high explosive, armor piercing rounds.&nbsp; Already she had set her sights to another, intending to dispel another round of ranged death before the drones truly made contact with the school and she would be forced into closer quarters than she would like.&nbsp; Humans were so much easier to kill than robots afterall.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Matttheman89</strong> on <strong>13-05-2014, 02:41:16</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.blogcdn.com/news.moviefone.com/media/2013/07/captain-america-chris-evans.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Steve Rogers/Captain America<br><strong>Location:</strong> Grand Central Station<br><strong>Time:</strong> 13:45<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Black Widow <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Civilian Clothes.<br><br></span></span><hr><br>Steve smiled as Natasha slipped her hand into his, accepting his offer for dinner once they were done shopping for a phone. He grew a tad flustered though, when Natasha began to point out how much time they had been spending together lately, almost as if Steve had wanted it that way because he had a crush on her. She gave him a sexy little wink, and before he could reply, she leaned in to whisper that she had wanted it that way as well. Not exactly a bona-fide ladies' man like Tony, Steve was at a bit of a loss for words, although he was definitely happy with this turn of events. She seemed amused by seeing the normally straight forward Super Soldier so tongue tied, laughing and pulling him along behind her. <br><br>It truly was shaping up to be a memorable day. But as Steve was about to find out, it would be memorable for all the wrong reasons.<br><br>A message began to be broadcast from all around them, and Steve frowned and began to tense up. He knew the voice even before it made itself known. It was a voice he and the Avengers had heard far more times than he wished they had. A robotic presence that continued to hound them again and again, no matter how many times they struck it down.<br><br>Ultron.<br><br>Ultron's robotic voice relayed his usual plan, to defeat the Avengers and rid the world of humanity, but despite the repetitiveness of the statement, Steve knew it was nothing to ignore. Ultron was an A-Level threat, right up there with the likes of Thanos. They were going to need as much help as they could on this one. He hoped Iron Man and the other Avengers were somewhere in the city. As Ultron's message ended though, and the explosions began, Steve quickly realized that they might need more than just one squad of Avengers to handle this problem. Looking over at a screen hanging in a lobby that had been playing the News, he could see a broadcast showing an entire army of Ultrons' coming out of the sky, shortly before one of the drones blasted the camera and ended the transmission.<br><br>Steve looked to Natasha just as she looked to him, and the two were swept up in a crowd of panicked people. Trying to keep his footing, he saw Natasha go down, and began pushing his way through the citizens to get to her. "Looks like getting a phone is going to have to wait." he said stoically. Right after that though, the sound of shattering glass was heard, and Steve whirled around to see five Ultron drones tearing into the crowd with their powerful lasers. Gritting his teeth angrily as this destruction and loss of life, Steve saw one of the Ultron drones spot them. Surely classified as high level targets by Ultron, one of the drones leveled it's weapon on Natasha, and fired. <br><br>Adreniline coursing through him, Steve charged forward, one hand moving over to tap a device worn on his wrist. He had left his mighty shield behind today, not having a way to carry it around without being noticed, but in the event that he was without his traditional shield, he had other options to fight.<br><br>(http://img2.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20120331224610/marveldatabase/images/a/aa/Energy_shield_001.JPG)<br><br>Getting in between Natasha and the blast, Steve caught the laser on his Energy Shield, the impact producing a solid boom against his shield, and responded in kind by hurling the shield across the Station at the offending Ultron Drone, intending on knocking it out of the air. Unlike his Vibranium Shield, which needed to bounce off of something to return to him, this one had been programed to simply return to the generator device that Steve wore around his wrist. It took all of the skill out of throwing it, but it had been designed for anyone to use, afterall. "Natasha, are you alright?" he asked, holding out his arm to catch the Energy Shield as it returned to him. "Talk to me, Natasha, we've got to move!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>13-05-2014, 04:11:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://images.contactmusic.com/images/feature-images/captain-america-scarlett-johansson-636-370.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Natasha Romanov/Black Widow <br><strong>Location:</strong> Grand Central Station/SHEILD safehouse on route.<br><strong>Time:</strong> 13:50<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Steve Rogers aka Captain America <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Civilian Clothes.<br><br></span></span><hr> <br><br>Steve helped her off her feet and activated his tech SHEILD which Tony had designed for him awhile back. Steve took down one of those Ultrons with that bad boy and the ordered Natasha to get running to which the Avenger did. She hot footd it through the crowds of people running in all-directions with Steve behind her using his Shield to protect them from the Ultrons blasts. Other civilian's were tragically lost in the cross fire and Grand Central itself was completely decimated by the Ultrons. But both she and Steve were the targets they wanted to truly eradicate and they both knew it. <br><br>The Widow pulled at Stevens free arm to a secret entrance that was going down towards one of the platforms it was heading down to the subway. It was a secret passage that lead to a SHEILD safe house. The sounds of Explosions and screaming could be heard outside but as they ran down the tunnels the Good Captain would be seeing for the first time yet another one of Nick Furys safe houses. She eventually stopped and looked back at Steve. He would want to fight back and save lives, but they were defenceless and would be killed in seconds. "Steve we carnt...we need weapons....we need the others..." she told him as she saw that look of resignation in his blue eyes. She rushed back over to him and put her hands on his cheecks. "I need weapons...im no good to you like this." And then she realised she had actually come out today without a weapon on her. How unlike her was that? It was because of him, she was so focussed on spending the day with Steve she let her guard for a second and look what happened. She felt guilt and anger at herself and pulled away from him. She then continued running down the underground corridors hoping Steve wouldn't be a fool and turn around and head back to the Station. But he was a Super Solider and she couldn't stop him if that was what he chose to do.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elven Sex Goddess</strong> on <strong>13-05-2014, 05:32:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://jamietyndall.com/wp-content/uploads/d50ec06953f23b5637a916604b41be07-d2yrazk.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Laura Kinney<br><br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; Avenger's mansion<br><br><strong>Time:</strong>&nbsp; 13:40-45<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Logan/(Wolverine), Rogue, open.<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong>&nbsp; Civilian clothing&nbsp; (see second picture)<br></span><br><br><div class="floatright">(https://pbs.twimg.com/profile_images/437637132459728897/NuJAz06T.jpeg)</div>Laura offered Rogue a warm smile.&nbsp; &nbsp; She liked Rogue a lot.&nbsp; &nbsp;Sort of a hero worship dogma Laura is inflicted with.&nbsp; &nbsp;It came with all she consider the core X-men.&nbsp; &nbsp;That she stared just now.&nbsp; Was because of the wow factor as Rogue is in bikini.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>A odd mix concocted for Laura.&nbsp; &nbsp;She would like Logan have that hunger look as she found Rogue appealing.&nbsp; &nbsp;Yet that introvert personality has her playing mousy and skittish in her silence as she lets Logan do the talking.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>Rogue of course accepts.&nbsp; As she goes to change,&nbsp; &nbsp;Laura and Logan head to the jeep of his in the garage.&nbsp; &nbsp;She and Logan get in and shortly&nbsp; Rogue comes and hops into the back of the jeep.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Rogue would put on some country music.&nbsp; &nbsp;Which was fine with&nbsp; Laura.&nbsp; &nbsp;She could listen to just about anything.&nbsp; &nbsp;She cannot help through to notice the soft groan that Logan gave.&nbsp; Lowering her head she grin looking away from Logan.&nbsp; &nbsp;Finding it amusing he is not a big country music fan.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Logan would back out and start driving out of the garage.&nbsp; &nbsp;As soon as they exit out of the garage onto the driveway of the mansion.&nbsp; &nbsp;All hell explodes upon them.&nbsp; &nbsp;As five beings, that appear to be all Ultron.&nbsp; &nbsp; Descending upon the mansion grounds.&nbsp; &nbsp; Ten beams of light suddenly flash around the jeep.&nbsp; Cars all around them are exploding.&nbsp; &nbsp;Logan yells jump as he turns and grabs for&nbsp; Rogue.&nbsp; &nbsp;They clear out of the jeep.&nbsp; &nbsp; Laura is not quick enough.&nbsp; &nbsp;The seat belt stuck&nbsp; &nbsp;as she fumbled with it to get it undone.&nbsp; &nbsp;A beam hit the engine block of the jeep and it would explode.&nbsp; &nbsp;The force of the explosion sends&nbsp; Laura sailing about thirty feet and into the wall.&nbsp; &nbsp;As it cracks and crumbles some, she slides, drops in a heap against the wall.&nbsp; &nbsp; Sticking out of her shoulder is part of the roll cage which has impaled into her.&nbsp; &nbsp; She is blinded by the blood in her eyes.&nbsp; &nbsp;She struggles to rise up.&nbsp; Its hard with the dam piping of the roll cage in her.&nbsp; &nbsp;Because of the blood blinding her.&nbsp; &nbsp;She is referring to her scenting.&nbsp; &nbsp; As she scents for the machines.&nbsp; <br><br>The use of scent increases the possibility she could lose it and go into a berserker killer rage.&nbsp; &nbsp;She reaches her feet, her own claws come ripping out in her growing frustration she slashes at the piping and it falls into pieces, still through a portion of it is inside of her.&nbsp; &nbsp;With her heart now racing as her instincts of survival are kicking in.&nbsp; &nbsp;The training and all that.&nbsp; &nbsp; She pauses herself.&nbsp; Then as her breathing slows.&nbsp; She slams herself back against the wall.&nbsp; &nbsp;Forcing the piping to push out her front.&nbsp; &nbsp;She would grab at it,&nbsp; but all the blood is making it slick, she needs assistance to get it out.&nbsp; So her incredible healing properties could work to their full potential.&nbsp; &nbsp;As it is not she is healing around the piping and just to push it through.&nbsp; &nbsp;Had torn at her fresh healing.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Matttheman89</strong> on <strong>13-05-2014, 23:57:49</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.blogcdn.com/news.moviefone.com/media/2013/07/captain-america-chris-evans.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Steve Rogers/Captain America<br><strong>Location:</strong> Grand Central Station/En route to Shield hideout<br><strong>Time:</strong> 13:50<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Black Widow <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Civilian Clothes.<br><br></span></span><hr><br>Natasha recovered quickly and began retreating with Steve right behind her, keeping his Energy Shield at the ready for any further attacks from the Ultron Drones, of which there were plenty. As he thought, they were after Black Widow and himself, but they definitely didn't care about any civilians caught in the cross-fire, and while Steve managed to protect himself and Natasha, each strike clashing mightily against his Energy Shield, there was little he could do for all of the people dying around them. Filled with anger, Steve hurled the shield again, this time putting a spin on it so it came at a Drone from the side as it was busy attacking a crowd.<br><br>Catching it upon it's return, he felt Natasha tug on his arm, and followed her off of the platform. At first he didn't understand where she was trying to lead him, but quickly caught on. Natasha was one of the highest ranking Shield Agents in the world. So naturally she would have knowledge of several different safe houses that Shield kept handy for situations just like this. But Steve felt conflicted. Able to hear the Ultron Drones attacking, and the screams of those in danger, he felt the urge to try and fight, to save lives. Natasha probably knew Steve felt this way, and urged caution, as neither of them were exactly equipped for this fight. Steve had his Energy Shield, and while it was a potent weapon, it wasn't on the same level as his Vibranium Shield, and Natasha didn't have any weapons on her. Like this, he knew the odds were high that they would simply join the list of those dead. But that didn't make running away any easier to accept.<br><br>Pulling away from him, Natasha began to leave. Steve looked back down the tunnel from where they had came for a moment, fists clenched angrily at the sounds of explosions. Sometimes it was better to flee, and live to fight another day. Even though it went against every fiber of his being, he turned and followed after Natasha once again. "Let's hurry. We have to get a handle on this before it gets any worse."
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>14-05-2014, 01:30:45</strong>
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				(http://www.espaciomarvelita.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/Ghost_Rider+Concept_Art_by_Jerad_S_Marantz_02a.jpg)<br><br><strong>Name:</strong> GhostRider<br><strong>Location:</strong> New York city street<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open, Carol, Felica<br><br>-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>The lassoed drone careened into the three others that seemed more interested in killing as many of the Humans as possible while destroying as much of the city as possible. They collided with an ear splitting crunch as the Rider gave a Jerk on his chain, and pulled it back. However, these drones were far more durable than a mere mortal. With The Rider their sole focus, more and more of the Innocents were free to flee. One of the Drones fired his eye lasers at the Rider. Hitting him square in the chest. Causing him to sail backwards into a new by tanker truck. The Hellish flames of his body igniting the flammable liquid. Causing it and several dozen feet around it to go up in a Huge Fireball. The Drones watched for a moment to see if the threat has been eliminated. However, the Tractor of the Rig could be seen in the reflection of their visors as being hurled their way. Knocking out two, and scattering their parts all over the intersection. <br><br>From the Fiery inferno of burning fuel, the Rider strode out almost lazily. The Rider cracked its neck as he readied himself for Round two. Now that he had a fairly good Idea of what these things were capable of he can fight a lot better. The Rider looked around the area. For a moment, deep inside, George wondered if both girls managed to make it to safety. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>15-05-2014, 15:46:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://images.contactmusic.com/images/feature-images/captain-america-scarlett-johansson-636-370.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Natasha Romanov/Black Widow <br><strong>Location:</strong> Grand Central Station/SHEILD safehouse on route.<br><strong>Time:</strong> 13:54<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Steve Rogers aka Captain America <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Civilian Clothes.<br><br></span></span><hr><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;(http://anibundel.files.wordpress.com/2014/04/winter-soldier7.jpg?w=600&amp;h=290)<br><br>Natasha was relived that Steve followed her instead of going back out to tackle the Ultrons. He could not withstand five of them especially given these new updates that they were fitted with. The *Bunker* was pretty bog standard, underground and fitted with SEHILD tech. It was unmanned but Nat was able to get them through all the security protocols. Steve was very quiet behind her and she guessed what he was thinking. "This isn't our fault. We thought we destroyed him last time....Pym was convinced we destroyed him....I don't know how it could be here...unless its a Ultron from another reality....wouldn't be the first time something like that has happened." she sighed knowing all too well the complex world that the Avengers operated in. <br><br>She started working on the main computer and sending out a signal to the two Avengers locations. Stark Tower and Avengers Mansion both operated by two separate Avengers teams. But it seemed that both were under heavy attack. "Dammit!" The Widow cursed as she couldn't get through. "We need to get to higher ground....id say the Avengers mansion first....as its receiving slightly less assault then the Tower." She looked over at Steve, praying their friends were still alive. "This base should be a good enough base of operations for now...." she said as she opened up the weapons cabinet, a replica of his SHEILD was there as well as a bow for Hawkeye. An Asgurdian Axe for Thor, a old Iron Man suit and other Avengers weapons. <br><br>She walked over and slapped on her Widow "Stingers" and looked back at her handsome *friend*. "Over one hundred Superhuman beings alone operate in this City...we find them....we bring them in and we take that robotic basted down." she said without hesitation in her voice. <br>"Avengers Assemble!" She followed it up with in a steadfast tone.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; (http://cfile21.uf.tistory.com/image/214DC03C53451CC3045BCA)
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cal1496</strong> on <strong>15-05-2014, 19:48:26</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://images.wikia.com/marvelmovies/images/archive/9/9a/20120416023223!Iron-man-site-tony-stark.jpg)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Tony Stark/Iron Man <br><strong>Location:</strong> Stark Tower<br><strong>Time:</strong> 13:47<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Anyone near Stark Tower <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Nothing at all!!!<br><br></span></span><hr><br>"Oh God...Ffffff-uh!&nbsp; OH! FFFFF-Uh!"<br><br>"Sir?"<br><br>"Yes Jarvis?"<br><br>"DON'T YOU DARE FUCKING STOP!&nbsp; I-UH!&nbsp; OH GOD!"<br><br>"I can multi-task Jarvis."<br><br>"Sir, the world seems in imminent danger."&nbsp; Jarvis switches on a screen close to Tony's line of sight, <strong>"SUBMITT OR DIE, SUBMIT OR DIE!"</strong><br><br>"I hate Pym."<br><br>"I know sir.&nbsp; Protocol 6?"<br><br>"Yes.&nbsp; Ladies,"&nbsp; Tony got up from in between the legs of (Melanie?) and also looked over to the seemingly satisfied (Erica?) "Stay here if you want to live...And save me some of the champagne."&nbsp; Tony got out from bed, glad he'd been somewhat selfish earlier cause getting into his suits with a full erection could well, be difficult at times.&nbsp; Walking naked to the stairs leading lab he grabbed a glass of scotch he'd left on a near by table and said, "I mean it about the champagne.&nbsp; This is the end of the world I am not going out sober."&nbsp; He then downed the glass, tossed it somewhere so that it didn't break and then went up too the top floor where his lab was.&nbsp; <br><br>The second he'd activated Protocol 6 Stark Tower had gone into complete lock down.&nbsp; Knowing it was Ultron he was against Protocol 6 disconnected from all outside networks and date bases, using only the Stark mainframe and satellite systems for information.&nbsp; Which was basically better than any outside network out there so no problem there.&nbsp; One problem was he was essentially abandoning the rest of the city.&nbsp; Stark Tower provided a considerable amount of power to the city, but during this Protocol it ceased that and put all energy towards defensive systems and maintenance of supplies.&nbsp; Stark Tower lost mere .001% of water and air in recycling, meaning it could withstand a siege for up too possible years if it had to.&nbsp; Especially now that Tony had installed his new phase shielding.&nbsp; The closest thing you'd be able to equate it too in the shields in Star Trek.&nbsp; Except instead of bouncing off or absorbing, matter would have its bonds individually sliced apart.&nbsp; In essence Kitty Pryde was pretty much the only thing which could get in this Tower when the shield was up.&nbsp; Tony would have to call her if they both lived through this. <br><br>"Sir, all persons within the building have been stationed or bunkered in appropriate locations and Phase Shield Defense is in full effect."<br><br>"Get Marc 7 suit ready for fitting and create an opening at front entrance for civilians to get threw."&nbsp; Tony said, still naked and walking over to his dressing platform as Pepper had used to call it.&nbsp; Looking at the information screens he noticed she wasn't in the building.&nbsp; Dammit, he thought as his suit was quickly applied.<br><br>"Sir, assuming you aim to defend the civilian retreat into the Tower without allowing any Ultron units to get in, I have to remind you that should one even touch your suit they could assimilate and overtake it within seconds."<br><br>"Marc 7 has no link up JARVIS.&nbsp; It's completely self operational, so the only casualty will be me.&nbsp; Cause I'll self destruct and fly right into the middle of them all before I let them use my suit to kill anyone."&nbsp; As the final arm piece locked in Tony got ready for the face mask and rolled his head when it was finally on.&nbsp; Though he would be without any outside communication and support besides and simple radio, the Marc 7 was hands down his most offensive short range suite.&nbsp; He couldn't rely guided missiles so all kills would be have to happen just before he was touched.&nbsp; It was going to be one hell of a fight.<br>hands already<br>"God's Speed Sir."<br><br>"Launch."&nbsp; Tony burst from Stark tower already at the speed of sound, his hand pulsing and killing one surprised ultron droid right away.&nbsp; He curved down towards the base of the Tower where the small opening for civilians had been made and did a pass that he knew killed at least one more.&nbsp; Rocketing back into the air he watched as his Tower came under assault.&nbsp; Some units died testing the shield, but most figured the limited entrance would be their only definite hope.&nbsp; Tony landed in his usual dramatic fashion, he ready to make the bottle neck and get as many people into the Tower as he could.&nbsp; During his flight he'd seen much of New York burning.&nbsp; He couldn't save them all though.<br><br>"Anyone who isn't one of Pym's crazy fucking robots fall back to Stark Tower."&nbsp; He said over his simple radio.&nbsp; JARVIS would have sent similar message over data streams and cell phone signal's just before the shield went up.&nbsp; The world was going to hell but Tony was determined to be one of the hold outs.<br><br><div align="center">(http://th06.deviantart.net/fs71/PRE/f/2013/167/7/3/iron_man_street_fight_by_benwootten-d69bj2z.jpg)</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TamaRose</strong> on <strong>15-05-2014, 20:30:42</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/4/49/Sofia-vergara.jpg/419px-Sofia-vergara.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Rogue<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Avenger's Mansion<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> 13:55<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Logan/Laura<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> See Photo<br><br>Before Rogue even knew what the hell was going on she found herself on the garage floor with Logan covering her frame and everything around the three of them exploding. <br><br>If it had been under normal circumstances, Rogue would have enjoyed the feel of Logan on top of her and maybe have copped a few good feels but with vehicles blowing up around them, she knew that now wasn't the time to take things lightly with her "adoptive daddy" and "baby sister" possibly getting hurt or injured...even though she knew both of them had the healing factor and could take care of herself. Although, though it didn't make things any easier or make her worry less when she saw one of them hurt.<br><br>Knowing, that Logan had covered her, leaving Laura vulnerable to the attack, she turned her head to see where the other girl had gotten to. Seeing, Laura against the wall, covered in blood with a rod sticking out of her body, she let out a blood curdling scream as she tried shoving Logan off of her as she tried to get to her feet to help.<strong> "Logan...get off mah'! Laura's hurt!"</strong></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Matttheman89</strong> on <strong>15-05-2014, 21:28:10</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.blogcdn.com/news.moviefone.com/media/2013/07/captain-america-chris-evans.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Steve Rogers/Captain America<br><strong>Location:</strong> SHIELD Safehouse<br><strong>Time:</strong> 13:55<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Black Widow <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Civilian Clothes.<br><br></span></span><hr><br>Natasha quickly got them into the Bunker, and Steve followed her inside. It appeared to be unmanned, likely intended to be used only in dire emergencies. If there was ever a situation Steve would call dire, it would be this one. How had this even happened? How had Ultron managed to come back yet again? Had they not been as thorough as they had thought? As usual, Natasha seemed to be able to guess what he was thinking, and stated that this couldn't be their fault. Pym himself has assured them of Ultron's destruction. And yet, here he was. "Maybe. With as much as we've come across, almost nothing surprises me anymore." Steve said with a shake of his head as Natasha brought up the idea that his Ultron could have come from another reality entirely. He wasn't so sure of that, but it was possible.<br><br>Steve stood by as Natasha tried to hail the other Avengers at Avengers Mansion or the Tower, but couldn't get through. They needed to get back up top, and Widow suggested making their way to Avenger's Mansion first, as it seemed to be receiving less attention from the Ultron Drones at the moment. "Right. Knowing Ultron, he's likely concentrating on Avenger's Tower. That's where Tony is, and he's the biggest threat to Ultron after Pym." Steve said with a frown. The Tower's defenses were topnotch though, so even Ultron would be hard pressed to make much headway against Stark. After suggesting that they use this safehouse as a base, Natasha opened up a weapon's unit, retrieving her stingers. Spying a replica of his shield, Steve took it, testing the weight in his hands. Until he could get to his apartment, where he was keeping his Vibranium Shield, this along with his Energy Shield would have to do.<br><br>"That sounds like a good plan to me. Ultron knows that as long as we remain scattered and disorganized, we won't be as effective." Steve said in agreement as Natasha proposed rounding up as many heroes as they could. Hopefully others would be thinking the same, and heading to areas where they could gather relatively safely, such as Avenger's Tower or the Mansion. "Avenger's Assemble." he echoed as Natasha voiced their group's famous battle cry, turning to head back out into the fray. Something told him they had a long walk ahead of them.
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Batman4560</strong> on <strong>15-05-2014, 21:56:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.filmjackets.com/FEATURES/IMAGES/Feature_XMen4-Wolverine-med.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><br><br><strong>Name:</strong> Logan (Wolverine)<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Avenger's Mansion<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> 13:45<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Laura Kinney/Rogue<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> See Photo<br><br><strong>End of previous post:</strong></span><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Logan had fallen to the ground, shards of the Jeep landing all about him, while the five Ultron bots flew into the garage while the other bots started to surround the mansion. Concern, anger, sorrow, annoyance....RAGE!!! All of these things went through the body of Logan while he stood up. Claws ripped through his skin, between his knuckles. Logan ran down the hall of the garage and kept low to the ground, laser beams flew around Logan while he ducked, dodged and avoided them. He came up on the closest one and jumped into the air as far as he could only to be hit hard by a beam from his left and was sent hurtling into a car, crashing into the windshield and shattering it.</div></div><br><br>Logan was pulling himself out of the car he had smashed in, small cuts and burnt skin sealing up and healing as he did so.&nbsp; The windshield he had smashed into was fragmented into his back but the glass had been pushed out. He could hear Rouge screaming about Laura getting hurt. His head started to throb with anger. Every muscle in his body rang out with rage. The short man jumped up onto his feet, claws aimed at the ground and arms pointed down at a 95 degree angle.<br><br><strong>"Rouge! Pull that out of Laura I got ya covered!"</strong> He screamed out before unleashing a blood churning scream and charging at the Ultron bots for a second time. When the first two beams came at Logan he jumped clear over them, using the weight from his metal covered bones to bring him back down swiftly before a second set of beams could get to him. The momentum of his movements kept him moving towards the Ultron bots. Logan lunged forward with his claws aimed at a Bot. <br><br>The hiss of his claws ripping into the metal of the bot was high pitched and ear grating. Using the bot as a shield Logan turned the bot into a pair of beams letting one of the Ultrons finish off one of it's own. Blasts rang out around Logan and caused him to duck and cover. <strong>"HOWS SHE DOING!!!??!</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>15-05-2014, 22:03:29</strong>
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				(http://www.espaciomarvelita.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/Ghost_Rider+Concept_Art_by_Jerad_S_Marantz_02a.jpg)<br><br><strong>Name:</strong> The GhostRider<br><strong>Location:</strong> New York City Street<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><br>------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>The Four Ultron drones did pose quite a challenge, but as the forth one melted into a puddle of metallic goo from the fires of Hell. The Rider stood victorious on his battlefield. Though not all the fires that were burning wildly out of control was the doing of the Ultron Drones. A lot of it was from The Rider. For Several minutes, he stood in the middle of the intersection. The fires lazily flickering from his charred skull. Stark's message wouldn't be able to reach the Rider as he didn't carry a cell phone, nor was he in the vicinity of a working radio. <br><br>A deep menacing growl rumbled deep in the chest of hte Rider as he tried to sense the origin of the Evil that permeated the City. He would feel a soft nudging at his leg as the fiery front wheel of Sophia rolled against him, much like a Horse coming to her master. The Rider quickly turned, and threw his leg over his loyal steed. Gripping the Handle bars, the Rider revved the throttle, and the Bike roared in response. however, Before he would leave. He would see if there was anyone left around.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elven Sex Goddess</strong> on <strong>15-05-2014, 23:16:54</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://jamietyndall.com/wp-content/uploads/d50ec06953f23b5637a916604b41be07-d2yrazk.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Laura Kinney<br><br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; Avenger's mansion<br><br><strong>Time:</strong>&nbsp; 13:45<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Logan/(Wolverine), Rogue, open.<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong>&nbsp; Civilian clothing&nbsp; (see second picture)<br></span><br><br><div class="floatright">(https://pbs.twimg.com/profile_images/437637132459728897/NuJAz06T.jpeg)</div>The blood has ceased to fall into her eyes.&nbsp; Those cuts and abrasions already healed due to her healing factor.&nbsp; &nbsp;No longer temporarily blinded.&nbsp; &nbsp; She sees Rogue,&nbsp; &nbsp;relief that the other woman is alright.&nbsp; &nbsp;Her eyes around,&nbsp; searching for Logan.&nbsp; &nbsp;All the wild her hands slick with her own blood.&nbsp; &nbsp;She is having a hard time grasping the piping and pulling it out.&nbsp; &nbsp;It is inching out slowly with each tug.&nbsp; &nbsp;Her own healing is closing so quick the wound around the piping of roll bar cage.&nbsp; &nbsp; That she has to tug at the piping and it rips open her ever healing body around it.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>She is still so close to losing it.&nbsp; To go into the murderous rage.&nbsp; &nbsp;That it matter not friend or foe is in front of her.&nbsp; As the growing frustration is mounting.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;She hears Rogue call out over her being hurt.&nbsp; &nbsp;She catches Logan as he rises and his claws come spouting out.&nbsp; &nbsp; It is a good thing she had not seen him smash.&nbsp; It would have driven her over the edge.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Her efforts to get out the pole renew with desperate attempts.&nbsp; Anxious to leap into the fray with the Ultron like bots that have attacked the mansion.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; She is a few seconds from giving up and leaving the pipe in side of herself.&nbsp; &nbsp;An join Logan in the fight.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dirtythesnapper</strong> on <strong>16-05-2014, 01:25:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/35jBtvk.jpg?1)</div><span style="font-size: 25pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Bruce Banner/Hulk<br><strong>Location:</strong> Stark Tower<br><strong>Time:</strong> 13:45<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> open<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Lab coat over civies</span><br><br><br><br>Bruce had been working in the lab since early that morning, focusing on his work. His eyes focused in on the X-ray crystallographer’s console screen as the warning beacon on his computer flashed once. Bruce knew what this meant, that something was trying to hack into his computers. He looked at the time at the bottom of the screen seeing the time to bee 13:45. Just as he saw that, the screen as well as every other one in the lab is taken over by a familiar image. Ultron issues his declaration of war…<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/ISOj0zu.jpg?1)</div><br><br>Bruce stands up from his desk moving over to the reinforced glass windows to see outside as he listens.&nbsp; Was Ultron really back for more? Before giving him a chance to answer, the message ends followed by the visage of a horde of robots descending from the heavens. Red lasers reign down upon the city below, as if sky had ignited and fell to the ground. The city was a mass of screaming and explosions as people ran for cover. Bruce looked at this and knew he had to do something about it. As if knowing his plan to act, a laser streams into the glass before him, decimating the wall. Bruce is flung across the lab into his scientific equipment. Just as any conflagration begins with a spark, this began Bruce’s loss of control. <br><br>His skin lost its usual pale hue, gaining a light green color. His muscles rippled as the arms and legs of his clothing ripped giving way to a new massive physique. Bruce’s mind fades as the rage enters him, filling him to the core, replacing what made him the genius scientist and making him into the monster. The Hulk’s emergence is announced with a crash of fists on tile and a cry. “GRRAAUUUGH”<br><br>Another set of lasers streams into the building crashing into the green mass of rage and muscle.&nbsp; The machines around him explode shrouding him in smoke. The attackers, two of the Ultron drones, land on the floor with Hulk hoping to kill the man before the beast showed.&nbsp; They fire into the smoke several more times to be greeted by yet another floor shaking hit and a roar. The Ultron’s&nbsp; lift off from the ground and begin their exit. <div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/NhYasuD.jpg?1)</div><br><br>From the smoke emerges an incredibly angry, savage hulk. The Ultron’s quickly turn to face the new threat, but it is too late. They have only succeeded in further angering the beast and now he is headed right for them. Hulk crashes his fists together as he runs towards them, opening his arms before grabbing the Ultron’s by the necks. With a leap, Hulk takes to the air, colliding with another Ultron midair. His hands meet together crushing the two Ultrons into a mass of metal. As he falls towards more enemies below, it becomes clear. Even with Hulk this will be a long fight.
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Green Goo Theory</strong> on <strong>16-05-2014, 07:10:35</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRm8hsvlvAYnd_xJyWJDuImOnbZrEivBSKg6qpa9ISNvaXvvn9Y)</div><hr><strong>Name:</strong> Peter Parker (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=203277.msg9943640#msg9943640)<br><strong>Location: </strong> New York Streets<br><strong>Time:</strong> 13:45<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Everyone in streets, Open<br><strong>Wearing:</strong>&nbsp; Pictured, jeans, sneakers[/url]<br><br><hr><br>It was a great day.&nbsp; Weather was amazing and not a single thing had gone wrong.&nbsp; He woke up with plenty of time for breakfast and it was delicious.&nbsp; He made it to work at the lab right when he wanted and not even a drop of coffee was ever spilled.&nbsp; That's exactly how Peter Parker knew that the world was about to take a huge dump on everyone.&nbsp; Why?&nbsp; When was the last day anyone remembered everything went <em>perfect</em> for Peter Parker?&nbsp; Peter knew it too. <br><br>He was stepping out from the small cafe and deli he had taken his lunch break at.&nbsp; The day had been slow enough that a break was warranted.&nbsp; The jacket was adjusted and he peered skyward.&nbsp; His spider senses weren't yet active; no direct threat was present.&nbsp; His phone and everyone's around him going off was just enough.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>Submit or die</strong>.&nbsp; <em>'Yep, your message is clear.&nbsp; Thanks a lot, Pym.&nbsp; This is why we can't have nice things.'</em>&nbsp; He was left thinking to himself.&nbsp; He had to act quickly as he ducked back into the shop.&nbsp; People weren't going to be paying attention of course.&nbsp; This is one of the few times he was happy to not be carrying around any new gadgets.&nbsp; Instead when the layers were peeled away the classic blue and red laid out a colorful terrain across his sculpted body.&nbsp; <br><br>He found the restroom and just as quickly as he was through the door he was out of the ridiculously small window leading to the rear alley way.&nbsp; Strings of web reaching outward and adhering to the corners of nearby buildings as he rounded the entire building to where he ended up in the main streets just in time.&nbsp; Even there he was already thinking and reacting ahead.<br><br>While in mid air his right arm shot back and from the launcher web covered an entire collection of steel dumpsters.&nbsp; His feet strikking the brick edge of a building.&nbsp; With all of that momentum and his own monumental straight the entire collection of dumpsters were lifted from the ground and sent out like a shot gun at the nearest hovering Ultron drone.&nbsp; <br><br>Even with virtually no one paying attention or even capable of hearing him Peter broke in with his usual quips. "Why are we always the ones cleaning up your toys, Pym?"<br><br>A brief though scary considering was made.&nbsp; The whole city was crawling with supers of every sort and the damage was going to be insane.&nbsp; Worse yet is Peter thought he heard Banner was going doing his research her.&nbsp; <em>'Big green is going to be pissed...'</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Garuss Vakarian</strong> on <strong>16-05-2014, 09:23:05</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7Cympyn132c/U3LFaJuuYlI/AAAAAAAAHYw/hPnKP_NdhCU/s1600/xx.jpg)</div>Name: Wade Wilson.<br>Time: 13:45<br>Tag: Deadpool's Apartment<br>Wearing: What else ladies? ;) . ((His costume.))<br>Multiple personality notes: Red stands for Wade. Blue stands for smart voice. Orange stands for his thought box. Green is his skater dude voice.<br><br>The sun shines bright through the nearby window. Despite the thick blanket draping over it. "huuuh..." He sigh's, as he lean's back in his recliner. His remote in one hand. A D-eagle in the other. "Well, today sucked. That Guanja I bought was bad, guy wouldn't return any call's." "Yeah, but it was so fun breaking down his door. And blasting him with that coach gun!" "Yes, it was quite enjoyable." . "Yeah, but then that girl down the hall refused to go out for chimichanges. And, worse off. She kicked me in the baby beans." &nbsp;"But, do remember good sir. You got a good feel of her breasts before running back to the apartment." "Yeah... True... Very true smart voice. They were quite perky too! Well, hopefully the tv has something entertaining on." As wade finished.... Talking to the many voices in his head. He raised the clicker, turning on his old crappy Television. <br><br><br>"The World you knew is over. The Age of Man is over, the Age of Flesh and Bone is over. Now we enter my Age, the Age of ULT-!" "BOOOOOOORIIIIING! Who let this dweeb on the telly." Wade said, as he changed the channel. "My attempts in the past to overthrow you have been foiled by the Avengers and others like them....but now they are no more signific-" He then flip's the Chanel once more, as he leans to the left, pressing the barrel of his pistol against his temple. "To me then the smartest termite and as such they shall be -" Ultron was interrupted once more. As Deadpool shut's the tv off. "Jeze lueze. Come oooooon? Nothings on but this overly smart sounding robodouche." Wade said, as he scratched his crotch with the remote. "Wait... I can still hear him?" Wade was confused. Jumping out of his recliner, he walked towards his window. Ripping off the drapes to see new york's entire tv system is corrupted by this guy. "Holly hell! Even Jameson is off the air! Come on. At least he had some enthusiasm. 'Ill get you spiderdweeb!'"<br><br>Soon though, robot's began filling the street's. And, chaos beg- "Nope dont care." Wait wh- "Shut up. I know your trying to narrate me. But, I just want to sit down. Watch tv. Masturbate. And cry myself to sleep with a picture of domino on one pillow, and Black widow on the other. " Wow Thats .... sad. "Ya it is. But thats my plans Narrator. Dont like it? Leave this story." Fine then... Ill narrate you watching tv. "Dam straight."<br><br>As Deadpool turned a blind eye to the innocent's in need. He jumped back in to his lazy boy. Turning on the tv to find that nothing was still on. Other then more Ultron propoganda. "Wait what?" Yes Wade.... Think this through. &nbsp;*Oh great. now we gotta use our brain.* "WHATS GOING ON!?" "Maybe we should ask the narrator." Well, you see. Ultron took over the entire broadcast system all across the US. "Soooooooooooo?" So, no tv. "No showtime?!" *No cartoon's!?* "No animal planet!?..... Well, we could live without animal planet." "But no Baywatch!"&nbsp; Wade quickly jump's up, pointing his gun at the tv, pulling the trigger and blasting his tv screen.&nbsp; "ULTROOOOOON! Your futile attempt's to keep me from seeing Pam ann's tit's bouncing down the beach end's today!"&nbsp; Does this mean your going to fight? "Dam straight." <br><br>Wade, then suit's up all his weapons in a timely manner. Armoring him self tooth and nail, with enough fire power to take on armies. And enough grenades to blow the earth out of orbit. "Bit of an exaggeration, but do continue good sir." &nbsp;Wade then takes a running sprint across his apartment. Screaming at the top of his lung's, jump kicking out the window. "ULTROOOOON! UUUUUP YOOOOOUR'S!!!!" &nbsp;he yell's as he fly's through the air. Soon he looses momentum, and stop's in a timely comedic fashion. "Wait why?" Your not the acception to the laws of physics. &nbsp;"We should have thought this through." &nbsp;<br><br>"Fuuuuck!" Wade said as he dropped like a rock. *Keeeersplat.* Wade hit's the ground with great momentum and force. A now shattered, and broken man. He moan's, as he reaches up, twirling his index finger. With the loud crackeling of his arm. "Ill be back.... Get to the chopper.... Alvalsalv... Arnold line.... well be back after these messages."
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>16-05-2014, 14:32:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://images.contactmusic.com/images/feature-images/captain-america-scarlett-johansson-636-370.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Natasha Romanov/Black Widow <br><strong>Location:</strong> Streets of New York<br><strong>Time:</strong> 13:58<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Captain America, Ghost Rider and Deadpool <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Civilian Clothes<br><br></span></span><hr><br>When they were armed Both The Black Widow and Captain America emerged up from the underground safehouse, it was chaos on the streets simply chaos, buildings on fire and people running away screaming. Natasha ran in the direction of the Avengers Mansion over on 5th but was stopped when a electronic bolt blew up a car infront of her, the blast sent the super spy flying backwards. She saw Steven dealing with one Ultron which was attacking a fire station with the help of the brave fire fighters who were literally using water to take down a Ultron. <br>As she looked across the street she saw across the street was a familiar face, and a terrifying one at that. The Ghost Rider, not much was known about him only he was a tortured soul who was kept alive by the mystic arts. He was a hero of sorts but by no means a Avenger of the traditional sort, she knew him to have teamed up with Spider-Man, Hulk and Wolverine once as a incarnation of the Fantastic Four.<br>He had briefly served with her in LA as a Champion but those were different days and at the time Natasha had been under the influence of narcotics as a part of the evil schemes of her *makers* the Red Room operatives. <br><br>From what Tasha could tell through the smoke&nbsp; he had dispatched of at least one Ultron as a smoking robotic corpse was close to him. His powers were off the charts and she knew despite his darkness he still was a champion for goodness. "RIDER!" she called out across the street to him before a serious blow by Ultron was made to her abdomen and sent her flying back into another parked car. It really knocked the wind out of her something aful as Ultron was incredibly strong. <strong>Submit or Die!</strong> The robot chided at her as he stood over her. Just then a explosion from a building across the street sent another costumed individual flying from a window and crashing down below. <br><br>Great, THAT guy. <br><br>Red and Black usually indicated Deadpool, the merc with a mouth, a mutant with a penchant for irritating her. <br>Although while she was *Disguised* as Yelena Belova she did flirt with him, she had a secret dirty sense of humour and Wade Wilson was the defiantion of dirty humour. Still as far as he knew it was the blond Black Widow who found him funny and no her. Natasha pulled herself up to face the Ultron bot and launched a series of well placed attacks , her hands and feet as ultimate weapons but the Ultron blocked every move. She jumped up and around him and stuck her Widow bracelets at either side of his neck and unleashed full electrical force on him. The Ultron bot shook and spasmed and eventually went down, while still smoking of corse. When it was over she moved across the road to greet the Ghost Rider and see if Wilsons healing factor had already started to kick in.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Matttheman89</strong> on <strong>16-05-2014, 19:02:21</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.blogcdn.com/news.moviefone.com/media/2013/07/captain-america-chris-evans.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Steve Rogers/Captain America<br><strong>Location:</strong> Streets of New York<br><strong>Time:</strong> 13:58<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Black Widow, Ghost Rider, Deadpool<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Civilian Clothes.<br><br></span></span><hr><br>It didn't take long for Steve and Natasha to get back to the surface, but even in the short amount of time the duo had been gone, the damage inflicted to the city was devastating. Many buildings had already been damaged, and people were running all over the place to try and get off the streets. It was like a nightmare. Natasha kept moving, and Steve followed after her, shield in hand. They were heading towards Avenger's Mansion, but as a nearby car was blown up in their proximity, they were both knocked off their feet. Steve was able to recover quickly though, and through the haze, saw a group of nearby fire fighters trying to bring down an Ultron Drone with a high powered hose. They were actually making some progress, but they had failed to notice another Drone coming up behind them. Unwilling to let these brave souls die right in front of him, Steve hurled his shield through the air, striking the Ultron Drone in the neck and knocking it's head clean off it's shoulders.<br><br>It fell to the ground in a sparking heap, and Steve ran to the Fire Fighters, who had managed to disable the other Drone. "Get as many people off the streets as you can, and take them to Avenger's Tower! It might be the only safe place left in the city! Go, go!" Steve ordered, reaching out and catching his Shield as it returned to him. If the Fire Fighters hadn't known who he was before, they certainly did now, and rushed to do as he said. "Try to keep to the alleys!" he called after them as he turned and started running again. Through the chaos, he managed to spot Natasha again, and nearby, a figure with a flaming skull that could only be a Ghost Rider. He wasn't an Avenger, but the Spirit of Vengeance was powerful, and they could use his help. Natasha called out to him, but was set upon by an Ultron Drone that knocked her to the ground. "Natasha!" Steve shouted, running towards her, only to skid to a stop as another Drone came flying at him from the sky.<br><br>It came in too fast, and crashed into Steve, tackling him into a nearby car. He winced as he felt the air knocked out of him, but quickly began to fight back. Pushing the robot back, Steve quickly raised his shield as it unleashed a laser blast upon him. Digging in his heels, he waited until the blast stopped, then rushed forward, backhanding the Drone with his shield. It staggered, and Steve struck again, bashing it with his shield and knocking it down. Raising his shield, he brought it down, and severed the Drone's head from it's body. Natasha had brought down the Drone that attacked her by this point, and Steve approached the Ghost Rider as well, noting with a bit of exasperation that they'd found someone else. Deadpool. "Beggars can't be choosers." <br><br>"Rider, Deadpool. We're heading to Avenger's Mansion. Come with us. We're going to need everyone we can get to stop Ultron this time." he said, raising his voice to be heard over the chaos. Deadpool had appeared to have fallen from a building, hitting the ground hard. But Steve had worked with Wade more times he would have liked, so he knew the Merc would be back on his feet in a minute or so.
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pumpkin Seeds</strong> on <strong>16-05-2014, 19:05:16</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://borradorcero.files.wordpress.com/2013/09/http3a2f2fimagescale-tumblr-com2fimage2f12802f2340a3be45bbdd1bcbb8f30063ad07d62ftumblr_msu4r0fqr1.jpg)</div><br><strong>Name:</strong> Elisabeth Braddock aka Psylocke<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Jean Grey School for Gifted Youngsters<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:00<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><br>The scope of the rifle allowed her to watch the streak of her round slam home into the drone.&nbsp; An outer layer of the round broke apart, tearing asunder the metallic armor of the drone.&nbsp; This allowed a second explosive to fire off and slam the core of the round home.&nbsp; Chemical interactions were set off with extreme heat and prejudice.&nbsp; Metaling metal separated as the round then exploded inside the target.&nbsp; Psylocke’s only response was the sound of a casing spinning forth from the massive rifle and striking the ground before another thunderbolt took to the sky.&nbsp; She did not intend to strike the same target twice for even if she did not manage to destroy the drone, a wounded enemy was better than a healthy one.&nbsp; Against her shoulder the weapon shivered as death was unleashed in ballistic form.&nbsp; Still she kept firing until the dry chamber’s sound struck home.&nbsp; By now the drones would have taken notice of their accurate opponent.&nbsp; Around them the mansion’s defenses began to erupt, but she knew their attention would come for her.<br><br>Out into the air she leapt as the first came slamming into the opened window, followed quickly by more of the drones.&nbsp; A harness kept Psylocke from crashing into the brush below.&nbsp; One long leg caught on the wall, allowing her to turn and look upward.&nbsp; Against her hand a button was pressed, thumb pressing firmly downward while her other hand undead the clasp that held her to the harness.&nbsp; Above her the sky erupted into flame as the claymore mine belched out deadly flame and shrapnel to tear out the drones above.&nbsp; Psylocke knew the interior of the mansion would do well as the blast was purely directional and the fire system would soon activate to control any collateral damage.&nbsp; As she fell there was the faint thought that she could just let herself tilt slightly and find rest.&nbsp; But there was no rest for her, not tonight and not tomorrow.<br><br>Carefully her body rolled with the impact so that she disappeared into the brush.&nbsp; Mentally her senses reached out to disguise her presence, to hide her existence from what now hunted her.&nbsp; The rifle was slipped beneath the shrubbery, leaves brushed over the length and the bolt removed in case a child might stumble on the weapon.&nbsp; Granted some of these children were more dangerous than any rifle she might possess, but no sense tempting fate.&nbsp; A rain of light came down to burn the ground and trees, an attempt to cut her flesh from bone but she slipped toward cover.&nbsp; With her mind she thrust home that she was not there, that she was elsewhere.&nbsp; While the machine held no thought, she still had the ability to manipulate the sensors.&nbsp; A hand reached up to lift a rock from the ground, tossing it out toward the fence where another barrage of fire was sent.&nbsp; Distracted, she made her move against the drone.<br><br>At her back the sword emerged, a glisten in the light before she plunged the length of steel into the drone.&nbsp; Muscles strained visibly against her tight armor, mesh weave encasing the biceps before she gave a jerk and the drone collapsed with her blade emerging on the other side.&nbsp; Another explosion and she was rushing forward to disappear from their sensors yet again.&nbsp; Just needed to buy the children time to escape, then she could make her own escape.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dirtythesnapper</strong> on <strong>17-05-2014, 00:35:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/5c51TR1.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Bruce Banner/Hulk<br><strong>Location:</strong> Stark Tower <br><strong>Time:</strong> 13:47<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Spiderman, Ironman, Open</span><div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/z5yrC0q.jpg?2)</div><strong>Wearing:</strong> Barely anything[/size]<br><br>Hulk’s arrival at street level was announced with a loud crash. Beneath his feet, the parked SUV had crumpled like an aluminum can, the ground beneath it cratering, the asphalt turning to gravel. Hulk focused his eyes in on another group of Ultrons now turning their attention towards him. He then takes and throws the hunk of fused metal and circuits he made from his last enemies, destroying one of the trio and clipping another.&nbsp; As the boulder of steel and silicon crashes into the structure behind them, more Ultrons take notice and take flight towards big green, preparing their lasers.<br><br><strong>”Surrender or Die.”</strong> The declaration is made as Hulk is surrounded by the golden armored robots.&nbsp; <span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>”PUNY ROBOTS NO SCARE HULK”</strong></span>. The Ultron’s response was fast and violent, raining down upon Hulk with a barrage of lasers. <br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/GfYg2ow.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>”THAT HURT”</strong></span>. Hulk leaps towards the wall of robots, carrying the crushed SUV in his hand. A laser destroys half of the SUV, but with the other half Hulk made the Ultrons pay. Two of them were cut in half by the mass of steel while a third was heavily damaged by the debris.&nbsp; <div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/llmbo0O.jpg)</div>Breaking through their flying barrier, he rams into the nearby skyscraper, before spring boarding off of it to fly back up Stark tower. As the green mass took flight, a red and blue flash swung below him, with his own entourage of Ultrons to deal with.&nbsp; <br><br><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>”HULK HELP BUG MAN. ”</strong></span>. He grabs onto the building, his fingers digging into the steel, glass, and concrete until he stops. He then again spring boards off of the building towards the web slinger, his hands balled in fists, a cry issued from his lungs. <span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>”HULK SMAAASH!”</strong></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Loves</strong> on <strong>17-05-2014, 03:03:19</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i975.photobucket.com/albums/ae240/samanthamazur/Vdu7FgAk6rKd_zpsc4407f20.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>Felicia Hardy/Black Cat (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=202758.msg9932062#msg9932062)<br><strong>Location:</strong> helping to keep bystanders safe on the city street - New York City <br><strong>Time:</strong> after 1:30<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Ghost Rider, Open<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> <del> This &nbsp;(http://i975.photobucket.com/albums/ae240/samanthamazur/ZTzDOztBjdw5_zps329c8f3d.jpg)</del> <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; Her Black Cat Costume &nbsp;(http://i975.photobucket.com/albums/ae240/samanthamazur/black_cat_0010_by_raffaelemarinetti-d3l3114_zps715a8b96.jpg)<br><br></span></span><hr>&nbsp; <br><br><div style="text-align: justify;">With her nose pressed against the glass, Felicia sighed, fogging up the clear surface enough to allow her to draw a heart shape on the glass, framing the necklace she adored. Her fingers slipped into her pocket to fish out her phone after the buzzing vibration alerted her to a text. At the same time as she read the strange message the very same echoed through the street from every possible radio, loud speaker, or television set within the area. Had it only been her text she might have figured it was someone being stupid, but this… this was different. <br><br>Her eyebrow shot up in a defiant move the very second the aggressor demanded her to submit. Obviously he, or whatever it was didn’t know her very well. Felicia Hardy submitted to no man, or thing...whatever! The point was she wasn’t bowing down to no one! <strong>”Sorry, ain’t gonna happen.&nbsp; I tried it once, didn’t like it!”</strong> Seconds afterwards the very ground shook from an explosion as robotic soldiers started attacking anything that moved. <strong>”Mother fu...”</strong> Unable to finish her thoughts, Felicia jumped and crouched behind a parked car as one of the metallic beasts turned in her direction. Closing her eyes for a moment, she tried to steady her breathing before peering around the automobile serving as her shield to take stock of what was happening. She had seconds to scramble out of the way before the metal soldier shot laser beams from its eyes, causing half of the wall she had been standing near to disintegrate. <br><br>Silently Felicia was cursing herself for not being prepared, but who could be prepared for something like this? Inside her backpack was a suit that could help her survive…she hoped! The question was could she change in time?<br><br>There was chaos on the streets with people screaming and running for their very lives. Some were looking out for their own necks, while others worked together to get to safety. Still, there were a brave few that seemed ready to fight. Heros of all shapes and sizes, each with one common goal. Fight. Protect. Survive. Felicia had a decision to make, and she had to make it fast!&nbsp; Either stay and fight or save her skin. Instinct had her weighing in for the fight! <br><br>What sounded like rebellion against those that chose to dominate drew her attention to the battle happening in the streets of New York. Felicia took a deep breath and attempted once more to peer around her makeshift shield. She watched as the beast became entangled with… a walking skull on fire? This city was getting weirder by the minute! <br><br>Seeing this as her opportunity, Felicia moved swiftly from her hiding place, pausing long enough to snatch the necklace that was (thankfully) unharmed by the explosion, even though half of the store’s wall was missing. She ran behind the nearest alleyway, stuffing the diamonds into her bag at the same time fishing out the black fitted suit she had stored within it. <br><br>Felicia wiggled out of her skirt, almost tripping onto her knees as she struggled to do too many things at once. <strong>”This usually goes so much smoother when I’m not rushed!”</strong> she grumbled. With her skirt and boots removed, Felicia tore at her top, leaving them on top of her backpack and wiggled into the skintight suit, and slipping on a pair of kickass boots to match. She could feel the power surging through her body as she pulled the zipper, drawing the black suit tight against her body. With a flick of her wrists she released her retractable claws, and kicked her bag with her clothes and glittery treat across the dirty alleyway, leaving it hidden behind a dumpster. <br><br>One powerful jump had her clinging to the wall, using her claws to scale the bricks until she was able to reach the rooftops. Three buildings over was the damaged building where only moments before she had been standing, admiring the window display. Felicia watched as the battle raged on. She ducked down for cover as an explosion rocked the city with a tanker truck going up in flames. Peering over the edge of the building, she silently mouthed “fuck” before watching as the tanker flew through the air taking out a few of the drones like bowling pins.<br><br>Felicia would have cheered but her attention was caught by a young girl lost and crying. She stood in fear as parts of the damaged invaders headed in her direction, obviously too scared to move. Felicia acted out of instinct, never once thinking of her own safety. Quickly securing the grappling hook on the building ledge across the street, she gave it a strong tug to assure its stability before stepping off of the building and swinging across the way, picking up the tiny girl with one arm and landing on her feet, out of harms way. <strong>”Where’s your ma-ma?”</strong> asked Felicity, but the girl was too scared to answer. <br><br>Picking up the child, the woman in black ran as fast as she could towards a group of police officers arriving at the scene. <strong>”Here!”</strong> she stated as she placed the girl in one of the cop’s arms. Not stopping to explain herself, the blonde bombshell turned and headed back to the battle. She wasn’t sure if she had power to stop the invaders, but she was determined to help as many innocent bystanders as possible. </div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>17-05-2014, 03:31:14</strong>
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				(http://www.espaciomarvelita.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/Ghost_Rider+Concept_Art_by_Jerad_S_Marantz_02a.jpg)<br><br><strong>Name:</strong>Ghost Rider<br><strong>Location:</strong>New York Street<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Black Cat, open<br><br>It would appear that the Rider's rest would be short lived as more of the Ultron Drones began to descend around that particular intersection. He saw a woman in black with flowing blonde hair running toward the intersection. She looked familiar, but more pressing matters were at hand. a section of the drones veered off, and started to try, and corral her. The Rider let out a demonic roar as he gunned the throttle on his Hellcycle. the Rear wheel spewing flames, and asphalt as he pushed the back end opposite the direction he wanted to go. Releasing the Clutch, the bike launched itself forward. the Front wheel coming off the ground as he rode towards her. There was 6 drones in total that had sighted her in. All chanting in creepy unison their mantra; "Submit, or Die!". The Rider was planning evening the odds a bit. <br><br>One of the cars that was abandoned was an empty car hauler. The Rider rode up the back ramp, and launched himself into the air. The Rider, swinging his long Chain, lassoing two of the Drones before he drug them out of the Sky as his bike came to a landing on the street below. the drones striking the asphalt with such force as to completely shatter them. Leaving four for The Black Cat, and Rider to Deal with as he brought his bike into a power slide/Stop about 10 feet from her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Garuss Vakarian</strong> on <strong>17-05-2014, 07:10:05</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7Cympyn132c/U3LFaJuuYlI/AAAAAAAAHYw/hPnKP_NdhCU/s1600/xx.jpg)</div>Name: Wade Wilson.<br>Time: 13:58<br>Tag: Deadpool's Apartment<br>Wearing: What else ladies? ;) . ((His costume.))<br>Multiple personality notes: Red &nbsp;stands for Wade. Blue stands for smart voice. Orange stands for his thought box. Green is his skater dude voice.<br><br>Wade quickly lost consciousness, his mind falling into a black and comfortable slumber. An all too familiar feeling filled his body. One of cold, darkness, chill, and the warmth of human affection. "Wade Darling.... Wake up." A voice said, coming from one of the most sultry women in the known universe. His eyes begin to open, as he find's himself in the company of the gothic beauty herself. Mistress Death. She sat next to Wade. Her upper body leaning over him. Her breast's barely pressed against his chest. The beauty had deathly pale skin, her face adorned in tribal like tattoo's. her eyes white and lifeless. She wore a long dark dress like corset. With a long narrow hood, ending at a sharp hooked point. &nbsp;"uuuuuh..Man... My he-.. Oh! Hey. Long time no see baby." Wade said, as he raised his arm, to caress her cheek. "Your looking quite good to day if I dare say so myself. I think the whole day of the dead theme suits you nicely. Although the deaths skull is much more intimidating."<br><br>(https://a3-images.myspacecdn.com/images04/6/5f43b947dacf4c1cbdbf041227d211fa/300x300.jpg)<br><br>She leaned further. Wrapping her leg over his waist, and laying on top of him. "Well, lately you have been lazy. Not many opportune moments for you to meet near imminent end. And what's with all the Domino fantasies? And Black Widow to? Whatever happened to your one and only gal." She said, as she rest's her head&nbsp; in his chest. Her dead white eyes, starring back up into his. "Well, a guy got's needs ya know. Were like dog's, our loyalty is only good when were kept on a tight leash. Sometimes a guy just want's to do other girl's." Death smiles. Reaching up, and pinching his cheek. "Your so shameless. If only you got enough action to&nbsp; Consummate your words." Wade chuckled, as he moves his hand's slowly down her frame, stopping at her round rear. "My lady. You wound me." He said, before giving her a small swift slap against her rear. She chuckles. As she slowly unstraddles him. Beginning to walk away. &nbsp;"Wait doll! Where you going!" Wade calls out. As he jump's out of the bed. He run's in front of her. Attempting to block her way. "I cant stay much longer. I have to go My darling." She said, as she took his hand. "But, despite how immature and downright silly your motivations are. I look forward to this upcoming battle. Please do make it fun to watch." Wade sighed. As he took hold of her other hand. Pulling her in close, And pressing their body's warmly together. "Oh no worries. It will be a blast. Some shoot out's here, explosions there. As for the battle... It'l be long and hard, but ultimately worth while."&nbsp; &nbsp;Death smiled. Slowly moving her lip's close to his ear. Her lip's softly rubbing along the side of his mask. "Thats what she said." And with a kiss on his cheek. It was all gone in a flash.<br><br>"Whuagh!" A loud shriek escapes Deadpool's lifeless throat. As he sit's up. *Cough cough...* "Ooooh man... This sucks..." He said, as he reached down, to grab his other arm. "Rider, Deadpool. We're heading to Avenger's Mansion. Come with us. We're going to need everyone we can get to stop Ultron this time." Cap said in the distance. Deadpool moved his detached arm towards cap, pointing his diss embodied finger at him. "Gimme a moment Captain president sir. I need to put myself together... Now wheres the rest of my giblet's."&nbsp; "Over there." "There!" *And over here.* "oh... Thanks guys!" Wade then began to pick up more of himself. The fall leaving him quite battered and broken. "By the way. Who elected Mr.Boyscout in charge?" &nbsp;"Himself mostly. At least he is competent." "What if we were in charge?" "Oooh... I perish the thought." "Well, for starters. There would be annual Bounce House day!"<br><br>&nbsp;As Deadpool quickly attached his broken pieces. He stood up, to see there is quite a number of drones out and about. "Hey, do you guys even like that guy? He is such a bore snore. Come on, let's call this quits and eat some mexican food." Dead pool said, as he put his arm's at his sides. Three stared at him in silence. Pondering... Either liking the idea. Or completely stunned at the man's inane stupidity. "Submit or die." A drone said. As he raised his arm, and shot a lazer straight through Wades chest. "Wooo.... I guess that's your answer...." He said as he looked down, to see straight through his chest. "Now I know what Radit's feels like." Wade then looked up, pointing his finger in the air. "You sure that's your final answer?" He asked. The three now shot him up in unison. Riddling him with holes. "Hey come on guys. That tickles." He began to laugh, as they continued to fire. Until, one shot off his jaw. He caught it mid air. But, their shot resulted in Burning the lower part of his mask. And up the left side of his cheek. The mood changed. The bot's stopping, in near uncalcualated disbelief that the man put his jaw back on. "Ok ok..... I GET IT!" He called out, as he drew his blades. Running towards them, he impaled the one to the right. And then slicing to the left. Leaving a chunked void in it's chest. As it fell, he kicked the one in the middle to the ground. Slicing the one farthest from him in half. Now looking down at the one he kicked to the ground. The one that shot off his jaw.... With his scarred face, it is hard to tell emotion. But a dark smile, is unmistakable. Wade smiled, as he stompped down on it's skull. " I wish you had a pulse. SO THIS WOULD HURT!" He said. As he continued to curve stomp it's mechanical skull. As the thing's light's went literally out. He stopped laughing. pulling out his pistol. "Bang!" he said. As he pulled the trigger. Blowing off what little was left of it's skull. "Wow... Harsh." The smart personality said. As Wade put away his gun. "Well, the dude had it coming." "It's all fun and games to shoot each other. But, I really dont like my face being revealed." He said to himself. As he pulled off his mask. His bald head, burnt skin, and near lifeless eyes revealing a horrible cross between Freddie Kruger and Ryan Reynolds. "Well. Good thing I got a spare." &nbsp;He jumped down from the rubble they fought on. As he pulled out a spare mask. Covering his face once more. "Sorry for the violent episode there guys. Some times. I just think I am Craaaaazyyyy.~"<br><br>Wade walked over to Cap, and widow. Watching as The rider went off into the distance. "That guys awesome. I can set my self on fire, but it wont go well. Id just be flailing and screaming. And it wouldn't be to funny. For me at least. Any way. Whats the game plan. We gonna huddle?" He asked cap. He then turned to widow. "As for you and me baby. We can cuddle." He said with a quick wink. Natasha, after all. Was yet another fem fatal with a body that screamed. BOMBSHELL.
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>17-05-2014, 14:40:57</strong>
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				(http://www.espaciomarvelita.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/Ghost_Rider+Concept_Art_by_Jerad_S_Marantz_02a.jpg)<br><br><strong>Name:</strong> Ghost Rider<br><strong>Location:</strong> New York City street Intersection<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Black Cat, Capt. America, and Black widow (If they're around), Open<br><br>------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>It would appear this strange woman in black was going to try, and get all the civilians out safely. If that was the case, and the Rider was going to ensure she was successful. He stepped off his bike, and approached a new by car. Hoisting it up over his head, he hurled it at the four drones that hovered over them. Three managed dodge, but the forth wasn't so lucky. The Rider had no reservation about destroying the area to take out his enemy. So long as Innocents are not lost than structural damage was no big loss.
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Guyver0335</strong> on <strong>18-05-2014, 07:09:26</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://theoverse.net/wp-content/uploads/2014/05/agent-venom.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong> Name:</strong> Flash Thompson/Venom<br><strong>Location:</strong> Protecting Civilians in the street, several blocks away from Black Cat, Ghost Rider, Capt. A., and Black Widow<br><strong>Time:</strong> After 13:30<br><strong>Taggings:</strong>&nbsp; Anyone in the Area<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> <del>Civilian Clothes</del> Venom Symbiote Suit -Armored Mode-<br><br></span></span><hr><br>Flash was riding in a train car heading towards the heart of the city when the train stopped abruptly. Passengers through out the car lost their balance and several fell over. The train was stopped on raised section of the track which gave a decent view of the city. Everyone was so distracted by looking out the windows at the coming onslaught that most of them didn't pay attention to their phones as they went off. In particular Flash Thompson didn't look at his, he didn't need to. He knew what the message would say, "It's time to go to work!" The distraction made it easy for the handicapped Flash to turn into the powerhouse Venom. Flash quickly worked the dial of his Venom binder like a lock on a locker, when the pass code was complete the symbiote was released and he gave the command to form in armored mode with lethal weapons loaded. No one noticed when the man grew legs and his wheel chair disappeared into his body. <br><br>While Flash transformed a nearby Ultron Drone noticed what an easy target the stopped train was. His eyes charged up and prepared to fire its disintegration ray when it was interrupted by Venom diving out of one of the train's windows. The machine tried to re-target the agile black creature that was escaping it's doom but it was to fast. Venom slung from web strand to web strand circling his flying prey looking for the right moment to strike. The drone worked hard to keep it's gaze on it's target turning it's head and body in various directions trying to follow it. Venom knew this would give him the opportunity he wanted. Venom shot a web strand at the base of the raised train tracks and swung under it, the drone began to follow looking under the tracks for it's target, with the angle and force that Venom swung under the track he was able to shoot himself back up into the air on the other side of the train and land on top of it. Quickly he dove back off the opposite side of the train that he had just came up from jumping down on top the droid. The droid crashed to the ground, Venom landed on top of it delivering a final blow the machines head to complete it's destruction. <br><br>After this small victory of one on one Venom climbed back up on top of the train tracks. Just in front of the engine car was debris which was why the train had stopped. He knew the train wasn't safe where it was and that he had to clear the tracks so that it could get somewhere where the passengers could get off safely. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Green Goo Theory</strong> on <strong>18-05-2014, 08:28:35</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://media1.santabanta.com/full1/Hollywood%20Movies/The%20Amazing%20Spider%20Man%202/the-amazing-spider-man-2-1a.jpg)</div><hr><strong>Name:</strong> <del>Peter Parker</del> Spiderman (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=203277.msg9943640#msg9943640)<br><strong>Location: </strong> New York Streets, Stark Tower<br><strong>Time:</strong> 13:45<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Hulk, Ironman, Open<br><strong>Wearing:</strong>&nbsp; Classic blue and red<br><br><hr>The robot crumbled under the force he exerted on it and with it a rain of garbage pelted the roadways and some of the gars below.&nbsp; Spiderman was left perched on a verticle surface with his eyes darting left and right.&nbsp; No immediate dangers to himself as that tingling towards the back of his skull wasn't pinging him but that didn't mean he could just take a break.&nbsp; There were numerous synthetics running around and everyone that had a pulse (and even a few that didn't) were their targets.<br><br>It was at that moment the world's largest pair of purple shorts went flying right by him.&nbsp; Hidden behind his mask was a large and bright smile.&nbsp; The highlight of his day was to know that the greatest insurance risk in the world had just declared an ally.&nbsp; <br><br>Down the street a robot was just about to take a shot against a privately armed citizen and even from this distance he secured a nice shot to its eyes.&nbsp; Web clouding its sensors and rather than firing it reached up to try to peel away the adhesives.&nbsp; when it was done all it found standing in fornt of it in place of the easy target was Spiderman. <br><br>"Hey, yeah....I think you pissed off my friend."&nbsp; He jutted a single thumb out towards the incoming wrecking ball.&nbsp; And just like that Spidey was leaping out of the way of the incoming Hulk.&nbsp; Just a short leap was all that was needed and Spidey was still in the action.<br><br>One arm extended out and fired a line to a bot that had zero'd in on the Hulk.&nbsp; His other arm launched towards a nearby building to provide some degree of leverage.&nbsp; From there he'd pull in order to redirect the course of the flying machine into a nearby wall.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TamaRose</strong> on <strong>18-05-2014, 20:48:46</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/4/49/Sofia-vergara.jpg/419px-Sofia-vergara.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Rogue<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Avenger's Mansion<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> 13:45<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Logan/Laura<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> See Photo<br><br><br>She hated it when Logan went in all gung ho, attacking things before thinking about anything else. Although, how could she really complain or judge when she was just as bad as him. When she felt that someone she loved was being hurt, she asked questions later and attacked first. Which she imagined Laura was just like her father. They were all so damn much alike it was scary. Maybe that is why they all got along so well.<br><br>After Logan went off on a rampage on the robots, Rogue quickly climbed to her feet and went over to Laura who was still trying to get the damn rod out of her shoulder. Not wanting to hurt her anymore then what she was, yet knowing she needed to get the rod out and that Laura had the healing factor to fall back on, Rogue took hold of the piece of metal with her gloved hands and pulled it out before throwing it to the ground.<br><br><strong>"She's bullheaded like her fathar'. Ready tah' fight even though she's covered in her own blood. Although, ah' think she will be alraght'. She has her healin' factor helpin' her."<br><br>Logan sug'! We need to get outta her. We need ta' get ta' Stark Towers. Can ya' carry Laura and I will drive?"</strong></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darth Dredd</strong> on <strong>19-05-2014, 02:04:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1048.photobucket.com/albums/s369/judgecred/magneto_zpsbeae158b.jpg)</div><hr><strong>Name:</strong> Max Eisenhardt/Magneto<br><strong>Location: </strong> Jean Grey School for Gifted Youngsters<br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:00<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Psylocke, Open<br><strong>Wearing:</strong>&nbsp; See image.<br><br><hr><br>Max Eisenhardt had not expected a fight when he returned to America; perhaps he should have, but he certainly would not have expected his fight to be with Ultron or his mechanical monstrosities. For once, he had come there in the name of peace, and yet still found himself staring at destruction. He had spent a long portion of his life fighting humanity, trying to protect his fellow Mutants from the evil that men could make. That did not mean that he would hesitate even for a moment to fight anything that would threaten their future; human, alien, artificial intelligence. Any and all threats must be dealt with, and Ultron was no different.<br><br>Magneto floated above the Jean Gray Institute, knowing that he could not affect the drones as easily as other robots. Ultron was too intelligent to allow his drones to have such an obvious weakness such as being affected by magnetism. But Magneto was smart, too, and knew that direct assaults with magnetism were not the only way to fight such opponents. He lowers slightly, his eyes surveying the area for anything that he could use as a weapon. He held out both hands, concentrating hard, pulling every piece of metal within his range towards his location. Once he was ready, he reached out a hand, and the nearby basketball goal rips out of the court. With a simple flick of the wrist, the entire, metal goal swings through the sky, slamming into the side of one of the Ultron drones.<br><br>Many of the drones turned to look at Magneto, who simply smirked, and waited for them to notice the fleet of empty cars, buses, manhole covers, and just about anything metallic that could be reached that were floating above him. He then lowered both of his hands, and the items turned into full on projectiles, cars and other vehicles slamming into any drone within his field of view. He glanced over just in time to see a drone slip past the initial assault, charging up for an energy blast. He pulled up his electromagnetic shield, just in time to block the blast, though it still shoved him back a few yards. Magneto reached out, pulled a manhole cover from the wreckage with his powers, and then launched it at the drone, decapitating it with one hit.<br><br>Magneto flew in closer, trying to draw as much attention away from the school as possible, just hoping that his shield would hold up long enough to keep them all distracted until the school was evacuated. He glanced over at Psylocke, the only other adult he saw in the vicinity.<br><br>"While I am certain you can handle yourself quite well, I assume you could use some assistance." Magneto stated to Psylocke, while still fighting off the drones that seemed to be coming from everywhere. "Are the children being evacuated? Where are the others?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Batman4560</strong> on <strong>19-05-2014, 04:41:03</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.filmjackets.com/FEATURES/IMAGES/Feature_XMen4-Wolverine-med.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><br><br><strong>Name:</strong> Logan (Wolverine)<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Avenger's Mansion<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> 13:45<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Laura Kinney/Rogue<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> See Photo<br><br><strong>End of previous post:</strong></span><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">The hiss of his claws ripping into the metal of the bot was high pitched and ear grating. Using the bot as a shield Logan turned the bot into a pair of beams letting one of the Ultrons finish off one of it's own. Blasts rang out around Logan and caused him to duck and cover. <strong>"HOWS SHE DOING!!!??!</strong></div></div><br>Blasts rang out all around the Wolverine, his fanged teeth stuck out over his bottom lip and drew just the slightest bit of blood. <strong>"Shame Magento isn't here.... What are you wanting to drive?"</strong> Logan asked, knowing he had no keys and most of the cars were destroyed. The other Ultron bots started to swarm Logan, one striking him directly in the face and knocking the short stocky mutant to the floor.<br><br>A second bot placed a boot on Logan's chest and looked down at him ready to fire. With a quick slash of his blades Logan took his foe's leg out from under him and caused him to topple just before the blast went off. The beams of light soared through the air and struck the wall next to Laura and Rouge. With a second slash he removed the bots head, just in time to feel the cold foot of a third bot strike Logan's ribs.<br><br>Wolverine rolled to his left, had he not had bones of metal his ribs would have been broken. The old man pushed himself up to his hands and feet. <strong>"Could use a hand here ladies...."</strong> He called out and looked back at the two. Logan hated it when he was called Laura's father, mostly because of the attraction the two shared but also because it made him feel very responsible for her safety, but now he really needed the help.
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TamaRose</strong> on <strong>19-05-2014, 05:45:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/4/49/Sofia-vergara.jpg/419px-Sofia-vergara.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Rogue<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Avenger's Mansion<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> 13:45<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Logan/Laura<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> See Photo<br><br><strong>"Don't ya' get sassy with me Logan Howlett. Ah was only tryin' tah' help."</strong><br><br>Alright, she hadn't thought about it when she first spoke but he didn't have to be a total jerk about it. Besides, she knew how to hot wire a car and if they left they could find a car somewhere that wasn't blown all to pieces. After all it would be hard as hell trying to carry two people with her as she flew all of them to Stark Towers.<br><br>Yet, knowing at how green Logan got when it came to flying, it would so be worth picking his heavy ass up and flying it the whole way to Tony's. Yeah, Rogue would definitely pay to see Logan toss his cookies all over the ground after dropping him at Stark Towers. She wasn't sure how the others would take it but she would at least laugh about it.<br><br>Stepping, away from Laura and going to help Logan with the bots, she called on her powers from Cyclops and began blasting the bots with his Optic Blast, while flying through the damaged garage and smashing others with her gloved fists. <strong>"Fuckin' bots! Ruined mah' date with mah' favorite gal. Ah' also hate it when ah' have tah' fight on an empty stomach. It pisses meh' off!"</strong><br><br>After Rogue blasted one more bot, she punched another's head off with her right fist before feeling something come from behind and hit her on the head, sending her spiraling down to the ground face first.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elven Sex Goddess</strong> on <strong>19-05-2014, 06:34:42</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://jamietyndall.com/wp-content/uploads/d50ec06953f23b5637a916604b41be07-d2yrazk.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Laura Kinney<br><br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; Avenger's mansion<br><br><strong>Time:</strong>&nbsp; 13:45<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Logan/(Wolverine), Rogue, open.<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong>&nbsp; Civilian clothing&nbsp; (see second picture)<br></span><br><br><div class="floatright">(https://pbs.twimg.com/profile_images/437637132459728897/NuJAz06T.jpeg)</div>Rogue makes it over and assists&nbsp; Laura in getting the piece of roll bar piping pulled from her shoulder and chest.&nbsp; &nbsp; Blood comes rushing out,&nbsp; through it immediately begins to dwindle as her accelerated healing is working.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Normally she would thank Rogue for the assist.&nbsp; &nbsp; But all reason is taken from her.&nbsp; &nbsp;As she sees Logan get taken down and the foot of a Ultron bot pressing and holding down Logan.&nbsp; &nbsp;It aims it to shoot Logan at the point blank.&nbsp; &nbsp;As she screams and lurches past&nbsp; Rogue.<br><br>"No!"<br><br>Ignoring the pain from the hole in her.&nbsp; &nbsp; Yes pain,&nbsp; even through it is rapidly closing.&nbsp; It still hurts like hell.&nbsp; She would go into a sprint towards Logan.&nbsp; &nbsp;Diving at the last moment to take out the ultron bot with her own claws in a decapitation attempt.&nbsp; &nbsp;Which might have worked.&nbsp; &nbsp;Except for Logan would take out the legs of the bot and it drop like a sack of potatoes.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>Laura goes flying past in the dive, she hit the ground on the shoulder that has the wound.&nbsp; &nbsp;She wince as she tucked and rolled to spring back to her feet.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Laura springs up and would sweep out her foot to take down another of the bots.&nbsp; &nbsp;Her training showing through as she goes on the offense despite the healing.&nbsp; &nbsp; She run her claws into the neck of the other bot she just dropped.&nbsp; &nbsp;She then twist and tear up the bots throat area.&nbsp; &nbsp; As it still tries to rise with its head barely attached and falling with only wires holding it to the body.&nbsp; With a scissor action with her claws she finish the decapitation.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br><br><br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elven Sex Goddess</strong> on <strong>19-05-2014, 07:03:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.historyguy.com/comicshistory/spider_woman_on-wall.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Spider-Woman (Jessica Drew)<br><br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; Stark Tower<br><br><strong>Time:</strong>&nbsp; 13:45<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; Ironman,&nbsp; Hulk and Spider-man<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Costume</span><br><br>Spider-Woman for now is the last to make it outside to join the fray in defending against the attack of the Ultron bots.&nbsp; &nbsp; She had raced to the to the roof of Stark tower.&nbsp; &nbsp;Enter the service stairwell to the very top of it.&nbsp; &nbsp;She had stripped off her civilian&nbsp; clothing in the process.&nbsp; &nbsp;Once at the very top of the building she would dive off using her flight to swoop downward.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>Prior to her racing up to the top and stripping down to her costume.&nbsp; &nbsp;She had made inquiries,&nbsp; spoken to Nick Fury.&nbsp; &nbsp; It seems the attack was wide spread, multiple targets were being hit simultaneously by the ultron bots.&nbsp; <br><br>Seeing one of the bots as she dived downward.&nbsp; &nbsp;She unleash one of her bio electrical blasts her venom blasts.&nbsp; &nbsp; As it distracted the bot for the few moments she needs.&nbsp; It is all she needs as she is up on top of it.&nbsp; &nbsp;Catching it by the head she would twist the head around with brute strength.&nbsp; &nbsp;It might not be the Hulk level,&nbsp; but she is plenty sufficient to accomplish the feat.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>With disposing of one of the bots she come to a landing on the ground.&nbsp; &nbsp;She see the others fighting.&nbsp; &nbsp;Accessing which one needed help.&nbsp; &nbsp;So far no one seem to need help.&nbsp; &nbsp;So she targets another of the bots to go after.&nbsp; While calling out the news she learned.&nbsp; <br><br>"These Ultron bots are hitting multiple targets as they attack here. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dirtythesnapper</strong> on <strong>19-05-2014, 10:02:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/asUAub4.jpg?1)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Bruce Banner/Hulk<br><strong>Location:</strong> Stark Tower <br><strong>Time:</strong> 13:47<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Spiderman, Ironman, Open<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Barely anything</span><br><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/ON5wQai.jpg)</div>Even if Hulk could basically jump himself into orbit, he cannot fly and that means he comes crashing down... Hard. The only semblance of cushion in his fall was the two drones he grabbed onto during his descent, now granulated in his big green paws. The ground beneath his feet craters from the mass exerted on them. Hulk looks around at the swarm of bots assaulting the street and lets out a ferocious roar, a taunt to every Ultron that Hulk bows to none. He follows this taunt with crashing footfalls, the balls of his feet recreating his landing on a microscale as more asphalt shatters.&nbsp; <br><br><div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/j5GJZGa.jpg)</div>He braces his shoulder in front of himself, crushing a line of Ultrons as if they were drywall and him, a bulldozer. He passes by Spiderman in his run, as he webs and batters the bots into buildings. Hulk takes a step onto the hood of an SUV and launches himself into the air towards a horde of airborne Ultrons. As he reaches the center of the flock, they turn their attention on him and open fire. Instead of simply taking out the two or three in his airborne path, the Hulk growls and crashes his open hands together. The shock wave that follows ripples like a rock in a pond, colliding with the Ultrons and buckling their armor inwards. They fly back from Hulks hands, the point of origin, with their metallic heads and chests caved in. Every window within 5 blocks shatters as well as any car windows that still had not. <br><br><br>Hulk began his descent once again only to be sideswiped by a pair of Ultrons carrying him into one of the office buildings. Concrete and steel crumple beneath the force as Hulk is skids to a halt upon the office floor. The Ultrons, just outside of the office, open fire doing an excellent job of further angering the Hulk. The green ball of rage simply responds by putting an arm up in front of his face, the action being worthy of a Wade or Parker quip about "Not in the face." Hulk then proceeds to once again sprint at his target, his footfalls almost punching holes in the crumbling structure's floor. He grabs a pair of desks and hurls them towards the Ultrons before bursting out into the open air of the street. <br><div align="center">(http://i.imgur.com/wPztx05.jpg)</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>19-05-2014, 17:54:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://images.contactmusic.com/images/feature-images/captain-america-scarlett-johansson-636-370.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Natasha Romanov/Black Widow <br><strong>Location:</strong> Streets of New York/Traincart above the city.<br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:00<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Captain America, Deadpool and Venom! <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Civilian Clothes<br><br></span></span><hr><br>Steve took control as leader, a role he was simply born to play and he told Deadpool they were heading for Avengers mansion. Strength in numbers was the only way to go and the Unity Squad would be skilled enough to deal with the Onslaught which New York was under. Logan would be there, and he was sure enough a survivor and he knew Wilson well and would be able to keep him under some semblance of control. Wade made jokes even in the face of this horror. He was truly insane and as such could be a loose canon in the field. But hero and adversary would soon find themselves locked together in a alliance against the common threat of Ultron which wanted to obliterate all life. They started to make their way down the blocks, avoiding the attacks from nay Ultron drones flying overhead as they secured the location. <br>"Do you think Unity team survived Steve?" She asked him with concern for their friends such as Logan, Simon, Janet, Wanda and Thor. As far as she knew the Thunder God was off world but she wasn't sure what the situation was for the X-men/Avengers hybrid team. <br><br>She looked behind to See Deadpool following them, did he really talk to himself outloud? He was seriously one fucked up individual and coming from the Black Widow that was saying something. But yes, Wolverine could *work* with him as he seemed to have some semblance of authority over Wade. As they headed down a couple of blocks Natasha stopped Steve by grabbing his free arm and pointing up to the train track which was over head, she saw that an Ultron bot had been disposed of. Given the Widow had perfect human sight she focussed her eyes and was able to make out a former Avenger was in the train cart no less. "Its Thompson. Agent Venom, he`s trying to help the passengers!" She told the Captain of America just as two nasty looking Ultrons changed corse and started heading for the train. "Deadpool, look alive!" The Russian beauty called behind her, yes, it seemed now even Deadpool had been drafted into the Avengers. Still...stranger things had happened.<br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://static.comicvine.com/uploads/original/11114/111144451/3622275-3183640101-Wonde.png)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Simian Williams/Wonder Man<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Ruins of Avengers *Unity* mansion <br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:00<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Wolverine, Rogue and X-23<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Costume<br></span><hr><br>(https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/oh4GwlKEMqV5_iIRkYQsG_JWIq4_PNhSOpn0E3RupeI)<br>Victor had been downtown at an Audition for a new Broadway play when the attacks started. He was looking at giving up his hero career and becoming a actor full time. He loved been a Actor and it was less stressful then been a Avenger. Yet, because of Wanda he had been drawn into the Avengers *Unity* squad. To be close to her, the Scarlet Witch, who he just couldn't seem to get over. No matter how he tried he just couldn't get over her and that was that. He knew she loved him in a brotherly way but something about her drove him crazy. She was so beautiful and pure and he just wanted to protect her. He always felt that way. But even though she was back with the Avengers the chances of them been happy together seemed nill. He didn't agree with the Avengers fighting motto and thought they did more harm then good, a fact he wasn't shy from telling them. But because of HER he was drawn back. As the attacks broke out he was onstage doing a cold read and suddenly the explosions shot out and he quickly suited up into his bio activated Wonder Man Costume. Flying out of the open window and ready to save lives but not to fight.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br><div class="floatright">(http://img2.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20051105065443/marveldatabase/images/4/4f/Cswonderman.jpg)</div>He flew across town to see the Ultorns tearing it up. This beautiful city which he loved so much. <strong>Submit or Die!</strong> The Ultorns kept chanting as they levelled the City. Simon shook his head, this was on the Avengers heads, Ultron was a creation by one of their own. His anger caused his entire body to cover itself in proto energy and he was transformed into the living weapon he hated becoming. Within minutes he was across the city at his home, the Avengers mansion, which was destroyed and he could see three of his comrades fighting off Ultrons. <br>It was Wolverine, Rouge and a girl who resembled Logan...maybe his kid? While Williams had issues with the X-men (other then his friend Hank) he would not stand by while they were attacked. He flew down to help Rogue off the ground. "Are you alright?" he asked her as he shifted back into his regular handsome form and helped the Southern beauty to her feet, careful not to come into contact with her skin.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Matttheman89</strong> on <strong>19-05-2014, 20:01:21</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.blogcdn.com/news.moviefone.com/media/2013/07/captain-america-chris-evans.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Steve Rogers/Captain America<br><strong>Location:</strong> Streets of New York<br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:00<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Black Widow, Ghost Rider, Deadpool. Agent Venom, Black Cat<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Civilian Clothes.<br><br></span></span><hr><br>The Ghost Rider didn't respond to Steve's call, continuing to lay waste to the Ultron Drones in the area around them with single-minded intent. The Rider, whomever it may be, usually tended to work solo, so perhaps this one was following suit. If anyone could handle themselves alone in a situation like this, it would be a Ghost Rider. Deadpool on the other hand, sprung up, although he seemed to have...fallen apart. "Make it quick!" Cap ordered to Deadpool as the merc said he'd need a minute to pull himself together. Catching another Ultron Drone flying by, Cap raised his shield to defend himself from it's laser blast, hurling his shield across the street to catch it in the chest. It landed on the ground, shield imbedded in it's chest as sparks shot out. Steve ran over to the Drone, tackling it to the ground, yanking his shield free, he raised it and brought it down, bludgeoning the Drone over and over until it stopped moving.<br><br>Getting back onto his feet, he grimaced to see that Deadpool was in even worse shape than before, having been filled full of holes by several drones. What would have killed anyone else though, simply slowed Deadpool down though, and he had soon dispatched the attacking drones. He came over to them, and Captain America found himself already having to resist the urge to try and smack the stupid off of Deadpool's masked face. "Just follow us, and bring down any Ultron Drones unlucky enough to cross your path." Steve said as Wade asked for the plan. Steve knew there was no need to get technical with Deadpool, it was best to just give him simple orders and a target.<br><br>Moving along towards their destination, Natasha fearfully asked Steve if he thought the rest of the Unity Squad would be alright. Steve was silent for a moment, gauging the odds of anyone making it through this mess, before nodding his head. "Everyone on that team is a survivor. They'll be alright until we can get there, Natasha." he said stoically. They would have to be. He only wished that Thor hadn't been off world. Having the God of Thunder around would be great, right now.<br><br>Natasha suddenly grabbed Steve by the arm, and Steve stopped, looking in the direction she was pointing. He could see a train car stopped on the tracks in the distance, along with a familiar figure mixed in among the citizens. Agent Venom. Two Ultron Drones were heading their way, and Steve was quick to follow after Natasha as she ran to his defense. They couldn't leave the former Avenger alone in the face of this danger. He could already see that the train was stopped by debris on the tracks. Was there anyway to clear the tracks? Did they have time? With so many Ultron Drones attacking the city, they'd be sitting ducks if they remained in one place for too long. "If anyone has a way to get that debris out of the way quickly, get it done! Otherwise, we need to get these people off the tracks!" Steve said, hurling his shield at the back of one of the Drones currently swooping in to attack the tracks.
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>19-05-2014, 23:36:32</strong>
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				(http://www.espaciomarvelita.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/Ghost_Rider+Concept_Art_by_Jerad_S_Marantz_02a.jpg)<br><br><strong>Name:</strong> Ghost Rider<br><strong>Location:</strong> New York Street<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Captain America, Black Widow, Deadpool,&nbsp; Agent Venom, and Black cat. <br><br>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>The Rider did hear Capt's call, but he couldn't leave the Black Cat to face the Drones alone before she could make her escape. Which would be best that she did Sooner, rather than Later. While she did do good every so often. She was still a thief, and the Rider would turn on her the moment the fighting settled down enough for him to focus on her. Once the drones, and area have been dealt with, It left the Rider free to catch up with Capt. America, and the others. <br><br>The Rider brought up his bony fingers to his "lips", and let out an ear splitting whistle, summoning his motorcycle. Revving the engine, he tore off down the road, following the path the others blazed before him. A trail of fire followed the bike, and burned into the asphalt as the Rider quickly caught up, and saw Capt, Deadpool, Natasha, and Venom trying to save a train load of Civilians. The Eyes of the Rider glowed, as he jumped his bike off of an angled piece of Debris, Launching his bike high into the air, Landing on top of the train cars towards the back of the train. Revving the throttle the hell bound cycle roared across the top of the train towards the Engine car. Seeing out the others were taking care of the Drones, the Rider figured he could make himself useful in another respect, a battering ram. Sliding off the third car from the engine, and onto the tracks. Gunning the throttle, the Rider quickly gained speed as the air in front of the front wheel started to glow, and vortex. Turning him, and the bike into a huge fire ball. The Fireball would slam headlong into the debris, smashing it off the tracks, and clearing a path for the train. The Rider brought his bike to a sliding stop to see if his handiwork would be enough to save the innocent. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kadigan</strong> on <strong>19-05-2014, 23:41:31</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i188.photobucket.com/albums/z302/redwillowwitch/lady_sif_dark_world_by_bucfan98-d6s6afs_zpsee9006b0.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Lady Sif<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> United Nations<br><strong>Time:</strong> 1400<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Anyone<br><strong>Wearing:</strong>&nbsp; Armor <br><br>"Come then mechananical fiends and taste a prepared warriors wrath!" Sif's voice echoed through the now ruined hallways of the United Nations building. She had been sent, at the behest of her Lord Odin, to make overtures to the people of Midgard thanks to Thor's recent dalliances in their realm. Assurances, agreements. She held little talent in these things, but more so then perhaps Thor and her "honor guard" the Warriors Three. Hogun had refused to talk to anyone, Volstaag, only the caterer, and Fandral only the women. She had been plotting some means of escape when the voice, booming as one had echoed through the hallways even as the beams of energy struck and shattered the glass. Hogun and Fandral had been lost in the initial wave of the Robotic Men, screaming their ultimatum of Submit or Die. She'd lost sight of Volstaag. The human guards had hustled their charges out of the room. The building had been rocked with several explosions, and had seemed to transform itself from a stately tower to rubble in a matter of seconds. <br><br>She herself had taken a blast of some kind, her mind drifting back to the battle with the destroyer. She had managed to slip a hand beneath the insipid diplomatic robes she was wearing and grasp her shield, though the blast had sent her spinning backwards. Her sword fell out of her grasp, tumbling down several floors through the ruined building until it dropped from site. Hissing a curse, she had snatched up the closest thing at hand, Hogun's mace, striking the heavy thing into one of the drone's chest with all her strength. She let out a war cry of delight as she dented the thing, something in it sparkling as it toppled. A file cabinet crashed into her back, sending her into the walland leaving a dent of plaster. <br><br>Groaning, she had stood and turned, prepared for whatever she may find, except for the dozen of the things hovering in front of her. Her hand had spun the mace once, before she glanced out the ruined wall of the building. MOre of the things were gathering, hovering. Even the most battle hardened warrior needed to know when to retreat. "Forgive me my friends..." she whispered, even as she moved in a fluid motion, rolling forward and grasping the belt from around Fandral's charred corpse, she yanked his sword free. Raising her hand, she smashed the mace down into the floor, crumbling it beneath her, dropping out of sight even as she feels the heat sear the nape of her neck from above. Falling through three floors before her motion is finally halted and she springs forward. Her shield extended forward as she crashed through the plate window and dropped to the ground below. The world around her shrouded in battle as she moved, trying to remember these strange streets, and where Thor's allies were to be found. </span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Green Goo Theory</strong> on <strong>20-05-2014, 04:43:37</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://media1.santabanta.com/full1/Hollywood%20Movies/The%20Amazing%20Spider%20Man%202/the-amazing-spider-man-2-1a.jpg)</div><hr><strong>Name:</strong> <del>Peter Parker</del> Spiderman (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=203277.msg9943640#msg9943640)<br><strong>Location: </strong> New York Streets, Stark Tower<br><strong>Time:</strong> 13:47<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Hulk, Ironman, Spider woman, Open<br><strong>Wearing:</strong>&nbsp; Classic blue and red<br><hr><br>Spiderman was ascending again trying to avoid having a low position.&nbsp; It made surrounding him that much easier and limited his field of view against an already highly mobile enemy force capable of flight.&nbsp; With those that had initially sought Hulk gone as well as Big Green already taking off further down the street it seemed as good a time as any.<br><br>The familiar sights and sounds were easily recognized as a long time ally (and whatever else) as Spider woman, or as Hulk could call bug lady, arrived on the scene.&nbsp; Not only that with some additional aid in the fight but some great information to boot thanks to lines of communication Peter himself was apprehensive about using sometimes considering his currently solo status.&nbsp; <br><br>"Pym's pet project has been bu--"&nbsp; And there was the tingling.&nbsp; Eyes visibly widened even through the mask in time for him to turn his gaze towards the Hulk.&nbsp; The solo game of patty cake once again increasing insurance premiums all over the city and Spidey at his current distance was reaching up to cover his ears. "watch out!"&nbsp; as a warning to Spiderwoman.<br><br>As quickly as it had happened it was over and his hands were drawn away. "I think he's having fun.&nbsp; Why can't we have him at multiple locations?"&nbsp; His pondering coinciding with the rather explosive burst as Hulk exitted the building.&nbsp; <br><br>"Maybe that building's valet lost his car..."&nbsp; A new swarm of bots and a perception check later (hah!&nbsp; D&amp;D reference!) he'd notice even more people endagered.&nbsp; Oddly enough none of which had been in part thanks to Hulk's recent outburst.&nbsp; "Shall we?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Batman4560</strong> on <strong>20-05-2014, 04:55:49</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.filmjackets.com/FEATURES/IMAGES/Feature_XMen4-Wolverine-med.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><br><br><strong>Name:</strong> Logan (Wolverine)<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Avenger's Mansion<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> 13:45<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Laura Kinney/Rogue<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> See Photo<br><br><strong>End of previous post:</strong></span><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Wolverine rolled to his left, had he not had bones of metal his ribs would have been broken. The old man pushed himself up to his hands and feet. <strong>"Could use a hand here ladies...."</strong> He called out and looked back at the two. Logan hated it when he was called Laura's father, mostly because of the attraction the two shared but also because it made him feel very responsible for her safety, but now he really needed the help.</div></div><br>Logan looked around above him, the mansion was leveled...He had to assume that everyone who was in it got out. He couldn't take the time to find everyone and do a head count. Luckily Rouge and Laura were in the fight now. Logan pulled himself up and called out. <strong>"O.k. Girls! Time to get going!"</strong> Logan couldn't fly and neither could Laura, they would have to run. It seemed like there were more bot's here than the three could deal with at the moment. They needed to regroup and meet up with the X-Men or the Avengers...<br><br>It was about that time that Wonder Man showed up. Normally Logan would have rolled his eyes at the arrival of Hanks friend. <strong>"William's can you take off with one of us?"</strong> He asked and waved Rouge and Laura over to him. The Bots started to circle around the four men and Logan dropped into a defensive stance. <strong>"Or at least Laura?"</strong> Logan would stay to fight if the three could get away. <br>&nbsp;<br>The group of Ultron bots took aim at the four and all said at the same time. <em>"Surrender or die!"</em> They commanded. Logan snarled at the remaining Ultron bots and cracked his neck. Wounds healed up around his body and his claws shot back into his hands. He looked at the three X-Men with him and placed his hands in the air. <strong>"Aright Bub's you win."</strong> He said and hoped to god that the two flyers would get him and Laura out of the area...
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>20-05-2014, 19:49:10</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://images.contactmusic.com/images/feature-images/captain-america-scarlett-johansson-636-370.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Natasha Romanov/Black Widow <br><strong>Location:</strong> Streets of New York/Traincart above the city.<br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:01<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Captain America, Ghost Rider, Deadpool, Black Cat and Venom! <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Civilian Clothes<br><br></span></span><hr><br>Steve commented that they either needed to get the debris out of the way of the train or to get the passengers off the tracks. "We don't have enough firepower between us to destroy the debris Steve." Times like this she wished they had someone like the Hulk around and on hand. "Il start getting the passengers off the train. As long as you and Deadpool can cover us with any incoming Ultrons. Could you give me a boost up with youre Sheild Captain?" She said with a small smile, it was a move they had perfected by now and he gave her a rather big boost with his shield coupled with her acrobatic skill. Their eyes met and she felt that connection that they shared, they were very much in sync in battle now. Even in the midst of such chaos the connection they shared was still at the root of her. Been around him made her feel like a better person, a better woman. She had the trust of Captain America and it spurred her on to be a better woman, a better Avenger! She ran at him waiting for him to put up his Sheild so she could spring into action and get onto that train track. <br><br>When she was up and in the air she fired out a grapple wire from her Widow *Stinger* and it attached to the tracks and she was albe to pull herself up. Just as she did the Ghost Rider came and cleared the debris out of the way in a fiery blaze of Glory. It was impressive to see and a huge relive given she was powerless against it. She moved towards the Rider as he stopped his bike to admire his handywork. "Johnny?" She said with caution as she knew him by name as Johnny Balze. But that was the Ghost Rider of old....little did she know this was a new Rider.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://static.comicvine.com/uploads/original/11114/111144451/3622275-3183640101-Wonde.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Simon Williams/Wonder Man<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Ruins of Avengers *Unity* mansion <br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:01<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Wolverine, Rogue and X-23<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Costume<br><hr><br>Logan asked Simon to take one of the girls and get them to safety, the Avengers Mansion was completely and utterly destroyed. He knew some of the other team members had been off world on a mission such as Thor, Havok, Scarlet Witch, Sunfire and Wasp so he was thankful none of them had been killed in the explosion. He walked directly towards Laura, Logan`s clone and young X-man. She was stunning up close, it was strange to see a younger and female version of the gruff Wolverine. "Here let me help you Laura." Simon said as he saw she had been bruised and cut but her healing factor was working overtime. Simon wrapped his huge muscled arms around the smaller mutant and looked back at her *farther*. "Where to? Everywhere is under attack....I guess we could try for your school......its on the outskirts of the city?" <br>He would need some semblance of direction as he had only been there once and that was a long time ago. "Hold on tight!" he told X-23. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>20-05-2014, 20:35:51</strong>
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				(http://www.espaciomarvelita.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/Ghost_Rider+Concept_Art_by_Jerad_S_Marantz_02a.jpg)<br><br><strong>Name:</strong> Ghost Rider<br><strong>Location:</strong> Railway, New York<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Black Widow (Directly), Captain American, Venom, Deadpool. <br><br>The Rider turned its flaming skull towards the train, and the others to see what he needed to do to protect the Innocent. With the Tracks now cleared, it was simply a matter for Capt., Venom, and Deadpool to get the train moving again. If he was needed, the Rider can drive the train. The Rider can drive anything.<br><br>From the group, a young woman approached him cautiously, The rider's empty sockets finding her eyes. He was peering into her Soul, seeing what she was. Corrupted, or Innocent. She then spoke a name, "Johnny" The rider tilted his head like this name was suppose to mean something to him. Johnny Blaze, yet another victim of Mephisto's one sided deals. The Son of Barton Blaze, Circus stunt rider extraordinaire. Lover to Roxanne Simpson, and Half-brother to fellow Ghost Rider Dan Ketch. Possessed by the Demon Zerathinos, Johnny and the Ghost Rider blazed a swath of Destruction, and Vengeance across the US, and even Europe. He even served with Black Widow on the team led by Hercules, The Centurions. A west coast version of the Avengers financially backed by the Mutant, Angel. <br><br>The Rider slowly shook his head in answer to her query. No, he wasn't Johnny Blaze. With a natural, swift movement, The Rider threw his leg off his cycle, and approached the stationary Train. Looking at the Engine his eyes began to glow as he grabbed the front of the inert locomotive. Soon a deafening roar could be heard as he charged the Train's engine with Hellfire. Causing the unit to morph into a hellish version of a turn of the century Steam locomotive. "All Aboard!" The Rider Declared as he climbed into the Cab to start the fiery Locomotive. Fire exploded from the smoke stack as the the Rider pulled on the train's whistle. A high pitch wailing moan of the Souls damned for Eternity could be heard for miles around. It sent chills down the backs of people who heard it. The Rider's cycle pulled itself up, and rumbled along the tracks along side the engine car. Intent on following her Master to their destination. <br><br>(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LJjVAhWDeuk/TFivCaxe9KI/AAAAAAAAB1k/L1jECS-2dfM/s1600/Grabinski+Demon+Train.jpg)&nbsp; &nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TamaRose</strong> on <strong>21-05-2014, 01:21:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/4/49/Sofia-vergara.jpg/419px-Sofia-vergara.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Rogue<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Avenger's Mansion<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> 13:45<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Logan/Laura<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Laura, Logan, <br><br><br>Using Logan and Laura's healing ability to hear the gash in her head, she turned toward her "savior" and smiled before giving him a small nod. <strong>"Ahm' alright. Just knocked me' for a' loop!<br><br>Ah' also think we should head to Stark Towers. If Tony's mansion is under attack, the school will be' too."</strong><br><br>After wiping the blood from her face, she quickly ran over to Logan, swooping him up in her arms bridal style just in time to get them out of shooting range of the robots.<strong> "Sorry, sug'. I just had to be the one to carry ya' like dis'. Besides, I always dreamt of carryin' ya' over the threshold one day. Although, ah' always figured you be in a long white gown when I did it."</strong><br><br>Even though her head still ached a little, Rogue tried to make things a light, in hopes of getting Logan's mind off of the fact he was flying.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Matttheman89</strong> on <strong>21-05-2014, 01:44:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.blogcdn.com/news.moviefone.com/media/2013/07/captain-america-chris-evans.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Steve Rogers/Captain America<br><strong>Location:</strong> Streets of New York<br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:01<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Black Widow, Ghost Rider, Deadpool. Agent Venom, Black Cat<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Civilian Clothes.<br><br></span></span><hr><br>It was looking as if they would have to go through with the plan to evacuate the passengers on the train. Black Widow volunteered to get the process started, if Captain America and Deadpool could work together to keep the Ultron Drones off her back. Natasha asked if he could give her a boost, and despite the chaos, a small smile mirroring her own ran across his face. She was one of the bravest woman Steve knew, willing to throw herself into a dangerous situation like this, despite not having any obvious powers like most of the other Avengers. It was a very endearing quality about her, and Steve nodded, knowing what Widow meant. It was a maneuver the two of them had down to a science, and he met her eyes as he readied his shield. "Be careful, Natasha." <br><br>She ran towards him, and Steve raised his shield, bracing himself as she jumped onto it. Bring his considerable strength to bear, he pushed upwards as hard as he could, sending her soaring into the air. Using his boost, along with a tether line she kept in her Stingers, Black Widow was able to pull herself up onto the tracks. Shortly after that though, Steve heard an explosion, and looked up, afraid something had gone wrong.<br><br>He was relieved to see that everything was still standing however, and let out a breath he hadn't known he'd been holding when he saw the Ghost Rider. It looked like he had decided to come along with them afterall. The Rider was a powerhouse, and had used his abilities to destroy the debris blocking the tracks, enabling the train to get moving again. The Ghost Rider went one step further, and using his power to alter or enhance whatever vehicle he desired, gave the train a hellish makeover. It wasn't exactly a comforting visual, but it may give the train a little extra protection. Following the direction of the tracks with his eyes, he looked over at Deadpool. "Come on Wade, we have a train to catch." he said, preparing to give Deadpool a similar boost as Natasha. Once that was done, Captain America found a way to climb up onto the tracks himself, and approached the others.<br><br>"We can use this train to get closer to Avenger's Mansion. After that, we can try to take it closer to Avenger's Tower." Steve said as he looked over at the nightmare train. "It'll cause a lot of attention, but if the Rider's curse can protect the train, then the speed will make up for it." He looked over at Agent Venom, nodding his head. "Glad to see you're still with us, Soldier. I hope you're ready to be an active Avenger again."
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Loves</strong> on <strong>21-05-2014, 04:46:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i975.photobucket.com/albums/ae240/samanthamazur/Vdu7FgAk6rKd_zpsc4407f20.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>Felicia Hardy/Black Cat (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=202758.msg9932062#msg9932062)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Leaving a&nbsp; coffee shop, heading to NYU (currently walking on the city street) - New York City <br><strong>Time:</strong> 1:30 ish<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Ghost Rider, Captain America, Black Widow, Deadpool, Agent Venom and a train full of people!&nbsp; &nbsp;Open<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> <del> This &nbsp;(http://i975.photobucket.com/albums/ae240/samanthamazur/ZTzDOztBjdw5_zps329c8f3d.jpg)</del> <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; Her Black Cat Costume &nbsp;(http://i975.photobucket.com/albums/ae240/samanthamazur/black_cat_0010_by_raffaelemarinetti-d3l3114_zps715a8b96.jpg)<br><br><br></span></span><hr>&nbsp; <br><br><div style="text-align: justify;">Felicia had been heading for an older couple trapped in the backseat of a taxicab that had come to a screeching halt, wedging its body between a large truck and what looked like half of a limousine, what happened to the other half was a mystery. But if she was to hazard a guess, she would say that one of the metal soldier had used it for target practice. The fate of whoever might have been in the front seat at the time was dire, though if anyone had been sitting in the rear, it was possible they had made their way out. However that was hardly the pressing issue. The couple trapped in the taxi, who had been abandoned by its driver… now that was a pressing matter! <br><br>She was so close when a group of the invaders decided to close in on The Black Cat. She came to an elegant stop, and scanned the immediate area, looking for options. <strong>”New in town fellas?”</strong> she asked <strong>”I’d recommend going to see a show but Cats closed. New York let me down on that one!”</strong> she taunted. <br><br>“Submit or Die”<br><br><strong>”How about option number three,&nbsp; C - None of the above!”</strong> replied the blonde.<br><br>Felicia was pretty sure she was gonna die. Her suit was made to help her, that was true, but help her with laserbeams shooting out of metal eye sockets? There was no gadget to help with that tricky senserio! Obviously she would have to put a complaint into the creator at her earliest convenience…. that is if she didn’t die first! <br><br>The sound of an engine ripping through the streets drew her attention in time to watch the amazing sight of the motorcycle riding skull on fire jump his bike and head towards her just in time for a rescue! Well, a sorta rescue. He managed to take out two, leaving four. That wasn’t so bad, right?&nbsp; At least he wasn’t planning on leaving her high and dry! <br><br>Thankfully the Rider had a plan all of his own. He would be the muscle and take care of the robot menace while Felicia did her best to free the older couple from the back of the taxicab. She would have to remember to send him a thank you note later, but where did you send a card to a flaming skull?&nbsp; <br><br>Leaping onto the roof of the Taxicab, Felicia used her claws to cut into the steel and rip open the roof. She pulled the woman out first and then assisted the old man, they were Japanese and spoke little English, especially when panicked. After pulling them free of the car she tried to guide them towards the police and out of harms way but spent majority of the time&nbsp; exchanging bows. Seriously, how did anyone get anything done with all that bowing going on? Her back was starting to ache and not from the effort put forth in tearing a hole in the car roof! <br><br>At last the couple was released into the hands of the authority leaving Felicia to head off towards the others that had gone to help evacuate a train full of passengers. She tried not to think of herself as a thief at that moment. She was nothing but a member of the human race capable of helping her fellow man in a time of need, that was it, that was all. After the day was done she could go back to thinking about herself and no one else, but right now humanity needed her. <br><br><strong>”Need an extra pair of claws?”</strong> she called out as she picked up speed, running to join the others. <br></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Garuss Vakarian</strong> on <strong>21-05-2014, 06:47:41</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7Cympyn132c/U3LFaJuuYlI/AAAAAAAAHYw/hPnKP_NdhCU/s1600/xx.jpg)</div>Name: Wade Wilson.<br>Time: 14:02<br>Tag: BlackWidow, Captain America, Venom, Other Deadpool's "Me." "Me.' &nbsp;*The inanimate thought box.... Me.*<br>Wearing: What else ladies? ;) . ((His costume.))<br>Multiple personality notes: Red &nbsp;stands for Wade. Blue &nbsp;stands for smart voice. Orange stands for his thought box. Green is his skater dude voice.<br><br>Wade sees the man on top of the train. And was curios to know who was so important? Who was this guy? And why did Widow and Cap wanna help him so bad? No matter. Wade would do whatever widow told him. After all, what else was he going to do? Stand around? "Well widow baby. Friend of yours friend of mine." He said, ready to go help them save the stupid innocents. "Yeah why must we always be so dam good around these people?" "For one. It is because we have our own code that compel's us to help. One way or another. We always find a reason. And a stupid excuse to match." "I need something better." "We also want to keep Widow happy so we can motorboat her TaTa's." "Now you speak my language dude." <br><br>Wade followed suit with Mr. Stars and stripes. Taking out the Drones. He drew his machine pistol's. Sending burst after burst. Into drone after drone. They were pilling. But also, growing in number. "Bang! BANGBANGBANG! BANGBANGBANG!" He called out. With each consecutive burst. Allowing the thrill and joy of the battle take root.&nbsp; As he was reloading. He was distracted by the train shifting. It's form changing into that of a train from hell it'self. "Wow! Thats what I call Hell On Whele's!" * This add is brought to you by deadpool. Whatch on AMC today! Hashtag@CHACHING* But, this was a mistake. Allowing the cool as hell actions of the Rider to distract him. Allowed drones to suround Wade. "Oh, well boys. You got me." Wade began to say. As he raised his hands. "Come on Wade. We have a train to catch." Wade looked to see the captain. As he jumped up onto the train. Most likely sure wade can handle himself. Wade smiled from under his mask. "Oh dear.... What ever will I- "Pineapple surprise!~" He said, But cut himself off to drop four frag grenades at the feet of the Ultron bots. He yelled out. And, in a flash was gone. Standing in the conducter's cabin of the train. With a satisfying boom. Chunks of bot were every where. "Here." "There." "Everywhere!"<br><br>Wade was excited. "I call conductor of this here locomotive." He said. As he placed a conductors hat on his head. "And widows the stuordess. And captain is-." But, he was soon distracted yet again. This time, by something far more important.&nbsp; "Need an extra pair of claws" A sultry voice said. Looking down, Wade can see her. Running for the train. A vixen. A blond goddess in sweet sweet leather. With the perfect visage of a cat. "Meow!"&nbsp; "Yowza!" Wade&nbsp; threw the hat off his head. Towards the rider. "psych." Your train any way." &nbsp;He said. As the hat landed perfectly on his head, before bursting into flame and ash. Wade then teleported down to the ground. "Hey doll." He said, as he walked forward. Blocking her way. He walked closer. His hand's reaching forward. "Where have you been all my life?" He asked. As he placed his hands on her hip's. Before she can even react. He walked behind her. Giving a firm slap on her rear. "You got all the right stuff. So of coarse we can use your claws." He grabbed her from behind. Holding down both her arm's, as he holds her body close to his. Wade was being as touchy as ever. " Hold on hot stuff." He warned. And with that. They were back in the train. With nothing more, then a sudden flash. "Well, all aboard the Deadpool express!" <br><br><br><div align="center">(http://media-cache-ec0.pinimg.com/236x/c3/03/03/c30303f6ec91503635a0b13aee9d0e36.jpg)</div>Name: Betty Ross<br>Time:14:20<br>Tag: Every one at Stark tower!<br>Wearing: <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"> (http://www.imexbb.com/Images/11421726/women-39-s-jacket.jpg)</div></div> And matching pant's.<br>Location: Stark Tower?<br><br><br>"Uuuuuh........." &nbsp;Betty moaned. As she tried to move in her rest. She tried to open her eyes. In and out of consciousness. Her eyes, barely making out the lifeless metal figure, standing over her. "Wh- What... Where am ..." She can barely speak. Her body numb. And weak. Drugged.... She can tell. She wanted to get angry. She wanted to change. But, she was to weak to do it. "Silence." The machine's voice said. She wanted to move. But, she can tell there was no use. Both arm's, constrained by two large steel rod's, intruding from the wall's of... The van? She was confused. Where were they taking her. The van soon came to a stop. Betty, barely making out the bot opening the large door's, of what she can now tell was an apc. "Ultron, this unit confirm's subject's arrival." A bot said out loud. Ultron? She was to drugged up to coherently tell what was happening. How long has she been out? Soon, a menacing voice plays all throughout the street's. As Betty, is unlatched from her bound's. And dragged out into the open. "Stark. Hulk. Spiderman. You have succeeded in slowing down my assault. But, this annoyance ends here and now. I will infiltrate Stark tower. I will, assume control. And, with her. I will. Even if I must make her crumble every last door. Wall. And floor. Into dust." Ultron's voice said. As a bot placed it's hand against Betty's neck. Soon, she can feel a long syringe enter her vein. With a sharp pain. A liquid goes through out her body. And, into her beating heart. Flowing, and stinging. It burns... Boils.... She grows stronger. Her eyes widen, starring over, to see him... The Hulk. She wanted to retain control. But it was to late. Whatever this was. Filled her with a perverse rage she had never known. She changed when she wanted to, not when she was told! But, try as she may. She couldnt take hold. And that made her even more angry. "BRUCE!..." She began to call. Her voice crossing between Betty's, and her alter ego. Her body grew larger. Her muscles bulged. Her skin pigment's to red... Her clothes tear. As she transform's. Stronger, and larger. Betty had become Red She Hulk. But... This was different. "Hulk!!!" She screams louder. Her eyesight is fogged. She see's nothing but a sea of red. Her mind tell's her the same thing. Again and again. Destroy. Destroy. Destroy. And, for the first time, in a long time. She lost total control. She was afraid. Helpless. Knowing, this is how Bruce must feel, when his control is gone. "Elizabeth Ross." Ultron spoke. "Destroy, everything." And with that. Ultron flicked off the air. As more propaganda fill's the air waves. The same message. Submit or die. She was not the red she hulk. No. She was stronger, bigger. And more aggressive then ever before. She was now some kind of... Savage she hulk. Not just anger. But, completely out of her mind.<br><br><div align="center">(http://static.splashnology.com/articles/Marvel_Comics_Superheroes_Showcase_of_Colorful_Fan_Artworks_part_1/Red_She_Hulk_by_ChildrenOfTheSea.jpg)<br></div>"GAAAAAHAAAAGH!" She yell's out like a savage beast. As she back hand's the robot to oblivion. She charges towards The Hulk. Seeing nothing more, then a haze of red. Her mind yelling. Chanting. Hate. Kill. Destroy. Betty was still there. Deep down. She knew whatever this was. Was not her. She loved Bruce. And, she hated very few people. Something was in that injection. Ultron did something with her. And it was near impossible to hold in. "DESSSSTROOOOOY~!" She said. With a perverse smile. As she charges forward, jumping into the air towards her former lover. A balled fist, aimed straight for the Hulk.
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dirtythesnapper</strong> on <strong>21-05-2014, 07:44:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/2u4K0jg.png?1)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Bruce Banner/Hulk<br><strong>Location:</strong> Stark Tower <br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:20<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Spiderman, Ironman, Red She Hulk, Open<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Barely anything</span><br><hr><br><div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/CsKyHjD.jpg)</div>Hulk was focused on fighting the Ultrons in front of him, enjoying himself as the steel shredded between his fingers. There were few people who could pull Banner out of the beast at a time like this, and Betty Ross was the top of that list. That is why Hulk was caught off guard to hear her voice calling to him in the middle of war-torn Manhatten. Following the declaration of his name was a feral growl that sounded like it could have come from Hulk himself. He smashes the Ultron directly in front of him and looks towards the sound, "Betty?" Before he can react, he is hurtling across&nbsp; the street, barreling through cars and Ultrons alike after taking the hit. Hulk skidded to a halt after rolling for 100 yards and shook his head, "Rrrghh what hit Hulk?" He stands up to see that the Savage Red She Hulk is charging at him again, but this time he is prepared. <br><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/L2iZms1.jpg?1)</div><br>One thing that anyone who fights a Hulk should know is that the angrier Hulk is, the bigger and stronger he is. And the Red She Hulk had just done a very good job of angering the green monster. His eyes shifted now closer to whats hers were at the moment, no longer under any semblance of control, but giving into the rage that seeped through their veins. Hulk let out a loud battle cry that would have shaken the foundations of Sakaar, "HUUULK SMAAASH!" <br><div align="center">(http://static.comicvine.com/uploads/original/5/57746/2551890-tumblr_lkdire44de1qhpx4lo1_500.jpg)</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Garuss Vakarian</strong> on <strong>21-05-2014, 09:18:48</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://static3.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20120616220714/marveldatabase/images/thumb/0/09/Betty_Ross_(Earth-616)_as_RedShe-Hulk_00.jpg/250px-Betty_Ross_(Earth-616)_as_RedShe-Hulk_00.jpg)</div>Name: Savage She Hulk<br>Time:14:20<br>Tag: Destroy... Kill everyone!<br>Wearing: <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"> (http://www.imexbb.com/Images/11421726/women-39-s-jacket.jpg)</div></div> And matching pant's.<br>Location: Stark Tower<br><br>She Hulk's wide open grin grew bigger. As her fist made contact with the green monster. With a satisfying crunch, the hulk flew across the block. "Ghuuuuaaaa!" She yelled a blood curdling scream. As she stomped against the ground. The concrete crumbling to dust beneath her feet. Ready to take charge once more. She watched as the Hulk stood up. Pausing, as he screamed. Hulk Smash. It rang through her ears. A sound she remembered... And it churned something within her mind. Something in her spoke.. Some one in her spoke!... "Take control...." Betty's voice said, ringing through Savage Red She Hulk's mind. "Dont hurt him!" Red She Hulk simply shook her head. Her long black hair, flowing in the breeze. She refused to listen. There was something there. Some presence, keeping Betty from controlling her powers. It went in between her. And something in her, that was angry. Angry with her father, with bruce, with everyone. A hate she never knew. It was like... Something else was in her mind. "GRRRRAAAAAAAH!" Red She Hulk shrieked even louder. As she leaped towards hulk.&nbsp; "NO! I SMASH!" She proclaimed. As she attempted to fall and slam her fist's on top of him. But, as she was in mid drop. The Hulk backed a few step's. And caught her fist's mid slam. "GRRR" She growled and snarled. Biting at him like an animal.&nbsp; Finally, she pull's away. Hoping to escape his strong grasp. "Die!" She yell's. As she fight's his grasp further. Trying to punch, and leap, with every resistant movement. And as the beast she was now fought on. Betty began to ponder, if she can ever fight through this.
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elven Sex Goddess</strong> on <strong>21-05-2014, 12:28:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://jamietyndall.com/wp-content/uploads/d50ec06953f23b5637a916604b41be07-d2yrazk.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Laura Kinney<br><br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; Avenger's mansion<br><br><strong>Time:</strong>&nbsp; 13:45<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Logan/(Wolverine), Rogue, Wonderman, open.<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong>&nbsp; Civilian clothing&nbsp; (see second picture)<br></span><br><br><div class="floatright">(https://pbs.twimg.com/profile_images/437637132459728897/NuJAz06T.jpeg)</div>"No!"Simon, i.e. Wonderman would show up.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Making it the four heroes now.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Four of the Ultron bots hover in the sky,&nbsp; calling out for their immediate surrender or face destruction.&nbsp; &nbsp; Logan would snark a comment towards the bot.&nbsp; &nbsp;While Wonderman approached Laura.&nbsp; &nbsp; Her claws out did not look nearly impressive from the fighting she has been doing.&nbsp; &nbsp;For no blood drips from the razor sharp bone talons of hers.&nbsp; &nbsp; Through blood a plenty is upon her person.&nbsp; &nbsp;The wound through is healed,&nbsp; the accelerated healing already having closed the wound.&nbsp; &nbsp; The hole in her shirt remains. <br><br>The shirt is torn in other places.&nbsp; &nbsp;As Wonderman approaches to team up with Laura,&nbsp; in carrying her away as they withdraw to form up hopefully with others.&nbsp; &nbsp;He comments about her giving directions as the would head to the X mansion.&nbsp; &nbsp; Or would it be Stark tower.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Before she asks she would take off the ruin shirt, leaving her in just her bra.&nbsp; &nbsp; She didn't want to have the shirt as a liability for the bots to grab onto.&nbsp; &nbsp;Plus it was ruined anyways.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>"Sure I'll give directions.&nbsp; &nbsp;That or are we heading towards Stark towers?"&nbsp; &nbsp;She would look over towards Wolverine and Rogue.&nbsp; &nbsp; Not sure where they will head to as Wonderman picked her up and took off in flight.&nbsp; She relax so he could carry her without resistance.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Her claws retracting once again.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br><br><br>I
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>21-05-2014, 14:01:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://images.contactmusic.com/images/feature-images/captain-america-scarlett-johansson-636-370.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Natasha Romanov/Black Widow <br><strong>Location:</strong> Streets of New York/Traincart above the city.<br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:05<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Captain America, Ghost Rider, Deadpool, Black Cat and Venom! <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Civilian Clothes<br><br></span></span><hr><br>Natasha was shocked to see this was infact a new Ghost Rider, she could only imagen what fate had befallen Johnny Blaze. The man she knew who was strong enough to control the dark magic which filled his body. The Widow watched as the new Rider transformed the train into a freight train to hell, using the same magic which enabled his bike to change in such a fashion. Natasha boarded it with Cap and Deadpool. She nodded towards Flash Thompson as a sign of recognition of their brief time together as *Secret Avengers*. Like the Rider Thompsons power was fuled by a dark presence, the symbiotic alien known as Venom. But Flash was a good enough man to keep it under control.&nbsp; Wade was been as loud and obnoxious as his reputation would expect but it was really grating on Nat given the circumstances. A final member of the *alliance* joined them in the shapely form of Black Cat. She was a&nbsp; former thief turned good apparently. Natasha nodded towards her and then stood directly behind the new Ghost Rider. She wondered who had been before his transformation, poor soul. "Pull up on 5th." She told him which was the nearest station to Avengers mansion. She looked over at Steve, the passengers were cowering in the corner. The combination of Ghost Rider and Deadpool wasn't the most reasureing, hardly as if it was Thor and Iron man. But Steve still had his Shield (or a copy anyway) and despite been out of uniform his face was well known. "Steven.." she said as she gestured towards the passengers. "I think they need a Captain America&nbsp; motivation speech." She said as she planted a kiss on his left check, she let it linger and stroked the other side of his face with her hand. Despite all this horror she was glad she was with him, it made her feel at ease.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://static.comicvine.com/uploads/original/11114/111144451/3622275-3183640101-Wonde.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Simon Williams/Wonder Man<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Ruins of Avengers *Unity* mansion <br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:01<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Wolverine, Rogue and X-23<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Costume<br><hr><br>"Get there in one piece Logan!" The Actor/Superhero said towards Wolverine and the Southern belle as he pulled Laura into his arms. He took off into the sky and avoided the onslaught of Ultrons which were targeting him and the raven haired beauty. Wonder Man started off in the direction he thought was towards the X-mansion when a Ultron bolt of concentrated energy shot them both out of the sky. Simon was not able to stop from falling and both he and X-23 toppled out of the sky and onto a nearby building. Laura was a few feet away from him, he reached for her just as three Ultrons surrounded him. <strong>Simon Williams, subject Wonder Man, you will be terminated!</strong> they chanted as they started hitting him repeatedly. Simon struggled to his feet and fought them as best he could be they knocked the wind out of him. His back was smoking from the concentrated back fired at him, these Ultrons were programed with a frequency which was deadly to him. Just as he thought he was getting the upper hand the Ultrons stopped, all charged up and fired at him. It pierced his skin, he screamed out in pain.<br>"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" and within seconds, Wonder Man, Simon Williams, brother to the vision, friend to the Beast, lover to Scarlet Witch and Ms Marvel. Was simply.......gone! <br><br>The Three Ultorns turned to face Laura and started to scan her for weaknesses.
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>21-05-2014, 14:20:32</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://fc01.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2013/011/3/1/invisible_woman___legacy_by_dalexisstpierre-d5r5bf9.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Susan Richards/The Invisible Woman <br><strong>Location:</strong> Baxter Building/Streets of New York<br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:00<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Lady Sif <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Uniform<br><br></span></span><hr><br>Susan was on skye with her kids when the attacked started. Reed was going to be headlining one of his energy fusion generators next week and he needed Susan assistance putting the machine together. They had planned to go to Disney world with the kids. But with all the world saving adventures the team got into Reed fell behind and didn't have his invention ready last week as he was supposed to. Luckily Johnny offered to take the kids with his new girlfriend Candy. He had been seeing her for two months which for Johnny was a almost record, he wanted to impress her and been the cool uncle who takes his nephew and niece to Disney world was a sure fire hit. Susan was grateful despite the tiniest bite of self serving Johnny had done. Candy had already mentioned Kids to him on one date, so seeing him in a farther role would only strengthen their relationship. But Sue liked Candy, she was a actress and&nbsp; intelligent as she was beautiful a good match for her bed hopping brother. Reed and Ben were lifting a heavy reactor for his invention while Sue was on the laptop to Frankelin. "Make sure youre sister eats her greens...." Sue said to her cute young son who was wearing micky mouse ears and in his hotel room with Val in the background putting on her shoes. <br><br>Then the attacks started and the computer screen went blank. Ultrons message went out and Sue looked up panicked at her husband who pulled up his goggles and looked equally as chilled by what he heard. Before the Invisible Woman and the boys had time to react they were been attacked by a swarm of Ultrons, bursting through the roof of the building and attacking herself Reed and Ben. The three of them fighting for their lives as the ten Ultrons destroyed the lab. She watched in Horror as they converted on Ben and shot him with a concentrated beam, but this beam didn't bounce off the THINGS rock hard skin as normal but it punctured through his rocky extera. It left a hole where his heart was and Ben dropped to his knees, the look on his face told Susan he was no longer with them. "NOOOOOOOOO!" she screamed as she reached out for him. The Ultrons then turned their attention on Reeds reactor, her husband tried to swat them out of the way but was unsuccessful. They destroyed it within seconds causing a core breach, Reed turned to his wife as two Ultrons held him down and picked heru with his extending right arm and tossed her out of the window before mouthing to her with sheer fear on his face. <br><br>"I love you!" <br><br>Susan smashed out of the glass and&nbsp; was thrown to the streets below, she reacted quick enough to shield herself with a invisible bubble just in time to look up and see the Baxter building explode. "REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEED!" she screamed like a wounded animal as she hit a car below and fell to the ground. Sue lost consciousness but came around a few minutes later, she shakily got to her feet. Smoke and ash was everywhere and the blond superheroine coughed as she realised what had happened. She looked up at the destroyed building which had been her home. Her Husband was dead....her best friend was dead. She dropped to her knees and sobbed uncontrollably. Little did she know standing a few feet behind her was another hero, the Asguardian Warrior called Lady Sif.
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dirtythesnapper</strong> on <strong>22-05-2014, 00:46:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/fKvu9R3.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Bruce Banner/Hulk<br><strong>Location:</strong> Stark Tower <br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:20<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Spiderman, Ironman, Red She Hulk, Open<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Barely anything</span><br><hr><div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/LfSWiKj.jpg)</div>Hulk was incensed, a growl escaping his throat as he saw Red She Hulk charging him. He caught her fists in his hands and roared at her. She fought to escape his grip and continue her assault, but Hulk was too angry at that point to be easily overcome. He twisted his hip, shifting his weight and started to swing She Rulk around in a semicircle, he body colliding with and crumpling an Ultron. Hulk released her and she took off flying down the street wailing in rage. Hulk did not give her a moments rest as he lept into the air to drop down and crush her.<br><br>&nbsp;As he dropped faster and faster towards her, he balled his fists and prepared to bring them down like large green hammers. His feet hit only a moment before his hands, and the ground rippled. The street crumbled as the wave traveled out towards Betty. Smoke rises from the cracks in the ground as the floor drops out below Red She Hulk.
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Matttheman89</strong> on <strong>22-05-2014, 02:23:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.blogcdn.com/news.moviefone.com/media/2013/07/captain-america-chris-evans.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Steve Rogers/Captain America<br><strong>Location:</strong> Streets of New York<br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:05<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Black Widow, Ghost Rider, Deadpool. Agent Venom, Black Cat<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Civilian Clothes.<br><br></span></span><hr><br>Captain America looked in the direction of a new voice coming towards them, spying the thief known as Black Cat coming towards them, asking if she could help them out. "Welcome aboard, Cat." Steve said, before letting out a sigh as Deadpool began getting all touchy feely with the woman. Wade never seemed like the type to actually force himself on a woman, so he wasn't exactly worried that Deadpool was going to do something like that, but this was still hardly the time to put up with his antics. So as the Merc with the Mouth pulled Black Cat onto the train, Cap bopped up on the back of the head with his shield. He didn't strike Wade hard enough to do any permanent damage, but he did put a little bit more oomph into it than he might have for a simple love tap, knowing that he would heal any damage done. "Deadpool. Heel."<br><br>Natasha brought his attention to the passengers at that point, pointing out those nearest to them, cowering in terror for their lives. He could hardly blame them. She pointed out that some words from him may help to assuage their fears, and Steve nodded, his eyes lingering on Black Widow as she kissed him on the cheek. "You're right. We have to let them know we're doing our best to handle this."<br><br>Walking closer to the people nearby, Captain America tried to put on a brave face. To tell the truth, he hated public speaking. But as one of the leaders and figureheads of the Avengers, he had had to get used to it some time ago. "I know you're all afraid. I'll be honest with you all. I'm worried too. We've faced the odds again and again, but rarely anything like this. Things look pretty bleak right now. But I'm not giving up, and neither are the brave men and women behind me." he began, gesturing to the other Heroes alongside him. By now, his civilian clothes had been fairly shredded, and he'd long since lost his baseball cap and glasses. So it was fairly easy for the people he was talking to to identify him, even if they didn't somehow see his shield in hand. "We're going to do everything we can to stop this madness. I swear to you all, that as long as we're still standing, we're going to do whatever it takes to keep you all safe. The Avengers will protect you. Once we arrive at Avenger's Tower, you'll all either remain there, or SHIELD will take you to one of the bunkers they have set up for times like these. Until then, I need you all to try to remain calm, and not to leave this train until we say so. Ghost Rider's armaments will keep any Ultron Drones that attack us at bay, until we arrive."<br><br>"If you can, spread the word to the rest of the passengers in the other train cars. With any luck, we should be at Avenger's Tower soon." he finished stoically, hoping that seeing him so calm and seemingly in control would help motivate the passengers to follow his lead.<br><br>Walking back over to Natasha, a small smile crossed his face. He was glad she had asked him to do that, sometimes, in situations like this, it was easy to forget about the people. "Not my best speech, but I think I got my point across." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Loves</strong> on <strong>22-05-2014, 03:18:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i975.photobucket.com/albums/ae240/samanthamazur/Vdu7FgAk6rKd_zpsc4407f20.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>Felicia Hardy/Black Cat (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=202758.msg9932062#msg9932062)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Leaving a&nbsp; coffee shop, heading to NYU (currently walking on the city street) - New York City <br><strong>Time:</strong> 1:30 ish<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Ghost Rider, Captain America, Black Widow, Deadpool, Agent Venom and a train full of people!&nbsp; &nbsp;Open<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> <del> This &nbsp;(http://i975.photobucket.com/albums/ae240/samanthamazur/ZTzDOztBjdw5_zps329c8f3d.jpg)</del> <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; Her Black Cat Costume &nbsp;(http://i975.photobucket.com/albums/ae240/samanthamazur/black_cat_0010_by_raffaelemarinetti-d3l3114_zps715a8b96.jpg)<br><br><br></span></span><hr>&nbsp; <br><br><div style="text-align: justify;">Heading for the train, Felicia waved in hope that if her voice hadn’t managed to get their attention that maybe signaling them with her hands might do the trick. She had expected a wave in return, maybe a shout for her to move her sweet ass if she was planning on riding along. What she got was totally something different, unexpected and frankly if she hadn’t been caught off guard she might have swung for him, regardless of his misguided assistance. <br><br>"Hey doll." <br><br>Green eyes narrowed as the masked warrior swaggered his way towards her. <strong>”Doll? Oh honey, I can’t tell you how much I am not your doll!”</strong> she replied, making sure the chill in her voice was present. Normally that stopped a guy in his tracks, often earning her a choice worded description. But not this guy! <br><br>"Where have you been all my life?" <br><br>Boldly Deadpool placed his hands upon her slim hips and continued with his cheesy pickup lines as if he hadn’t heard her warning. <strong>”Avoiding...hey!”</strong> she called out, interrupting her snarky comeback when the handsy mercenary slipped behind her and smacked her ass, hard! Felicia stumbled forward, eyes held wide with disbelief. It had been a very long time since any guy thought he could be so forward with her! <br><br>"You got all the right stuff. So of coarse we can use your claws." <br><br>Before she could utter a single word, the smartass soldier for hire grabbed her from behind and hauled her body up close against his. Felicia was strong, but this guy was stronger. His grip was not budging, no matter how hard she wiggled against him, attempting to free herself from his grasp. <br><br>" Hold on hot stuff." <br><br>One minute Felicia was being manhandled by some clown in a costume and the next she was inside the damn train. Well, hadn’t she wanted to be exactly where she was? She should have been thanking the jerk, right? right?&nbsp; Wrong! <br><br>"Well, all aboard the Deadpool express!" <br><br><strong>”I’m not riding on your express buddy, hands off!”</strong> growled Felicia moments before stomping on Deadpools right foot and stabbing her elbow into his gut with as much power as she could muster. What damage she might have caused was unknown, the pickup artist was very strong, and most likely wouldn’t be easily moved. But The Black Cat wasn’t about to go down without a fight. If she had to hiss and scratch her way out then so be it!<br><br>As she struggled to be free of Deadpools grasp Felicia nodded in return towards Natasha and Captain America as he welcomed her aboard. She flinched as the shield headed towards them and smirking when it hit its target. Glancing over her shoulder she smiled. <strong>”Ya, how about that Deadpool is it? Heel… there’s a good boy.”</strong> she whispered as, hoping not to interrupt the motivational speech designed to comfort the terrified passengers.</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>22-05-2014, 03:24:26</strong>
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				(http://www.espaciomarvelita.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/Ghost_Rider+Concept_Art_by_Jerad_S_Marantz_02a.jpg)<br><br><strong>Name:</strong> Ghost Rider<br><strong>Location:</strong> HellBound Express charging across New York<br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LJjVAhWDeuk/TFivCaxe9KI/AAAAAAAAB1k/L1jECS-2dfM/s1600/Grabinski+Demon+Train.jpg)</div></div><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open, Capt. Deadpool, Black Cat, Natasha, Venom<br><br>The Rider only gave everyone a minute or two before he Willed the Train forward. The 6 drive wheels on the 4-6-4 Style locomotive spun as they fought for purchase against the smooth rails of the tracks. Fire splashed off from the between the wheels like water as the Rider looked behind him to see Deadpool Jump train as it started to move forward far more quickly than a Steam locomotive ought to. The Conductor's cap landing squarely on the Rider's flaming crown before it burst into flame, and ash, and blowing away on the wind. He saw Deadpool bring the girl he helped earlier on board as the Train continued to speed up. The Wheels clacking on the tracks as fire continued to pour out of the front Smoke stack. Every so often, the Rider pulled on the Train's whistle. Sending a shrill wail that echoed off the surrounding buildings. Sounding like the anguished cries of the Damned. For the Passengers, and Avengers inside the Train car, They could hardly tell that the Train was moving save for the Blur outside the windows suggesting the Train was going much faster than some would believe it should, Safely. Along side the Engine, The Rider's loyal Steed, Sophia, roared as she kept pace with the track bound titan. <br><br>Capt. America would be right. The sight of the Train charging down the tracks definitely attracted more Ultron Drones. Some lobbing debris, and other obstacles on the tracks only for the Train to plow right through them with barely a jostle to the passengers, or the Drones attacked the Train cars themselves. The Rider had to keep focused on the Train to keep it under control otherwise it will fly off the tracks.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elven Sex Goddess</strong> on <strong>22-05-2014, 03:42:55</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://static.comicvine.com/uploads/original/0/77/246445-5892-spider-woman.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Spider-Woman (Jessica Drew)<br><br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; Stark Tower<br><br><strong>Time:</strong>&nbsp; 14:20<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; Ironman, Red She Hulk and Spider-man / open<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Costume</span><br><br>Sticking to the side of the building&nbsp; Spider-Woman reacted to the 'watch out call' by Spiderman.&nbsp; &nbsp; As she leap off the building and take to the air.&nbsp; &nbsp;She smile at the comment Spiderman makes about the Hulk.&nbsp; &nbsp;Gives a nod as she maneuvers to flank one of the Ultron bots while call out back to him.<br><br>"Why of course!"&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>With that she let loose with one of her bio blasts.&nbsp; Hitting the Ultron bot she stalked as she responded.&nbsp; &nbsp;Jessica calls out to the web-swinger then.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>"Web em!"<br><br>As soon as she calls out, she is speeding towards the Ultron bot.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Her plan is to grab the webbing and use it much like a sling and hurl the Ultron right into the path of the Hulk.&nbsp; &nbsp; And when the Red She Hulk appears,&nbsp; that is her plan also, to feed the Hulks a steady diet of bots to smash like toys in a sandbox.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>"So we can play batter up with big green!"<br><br>She is not worry about aim either,&nbsp; &nbsp;as she aim it right at the Hulk the packages of bots.&nbsp; &nbsp;This would serve two purposes to hopefully he would stop the collateral damage with having the bots handed to him.&nbsp; &nbsp;This of course is still a running fight,&nbsp; as she and Spiderman are ducking and weaving through&nbsp; what seems to be a legion of these Ultron bots.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Guyver0335</strong> on <strong>22-05-2014, 03:57:19</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://theoverse.net/wp-content/uploads/2014/05/agent-venom.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong> Name:</strong> <del>Flash Thompson</del> / Venom<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Howling Ghost Train<br><strong>Time:</strong> After 14:05<br><strong>Taggings:</strong>&nbsp; Capt, Black Widow, Black Cat, Deadpool, Ghost Rider...<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Venom Symbiote Suit -Armored Mode-<br><br></span></span><hr><br>Flash was glad to see he'd be facing the end of the world with friends, well not close friends but friendlies. Plus if today was going to be the day he died at least it was close to hot women like Black Cat and Widow. Their was something familiar about cat, her voice and face structure struck a memorable cord but he couldn't quite place it. He didn't spend much time trying to figure out where he knew her from, more pressing matters had his attention. He also didn't pay much attention to Captain America's speech, it just wasn't meant for him it was for the civilians. Instead he spent his time tuning his senses. He didn't trust deadpool, not that he ever met him before but the guy seemed off. Like the kind of guy that looses is it in the battlefield and pulls the pin on the grenade without throwing it out of the bunker. The twisted psycho would probably do it for kicks. As for ghost rider Flash is no stranger to Mutants but Ghost Rider looked like something out of a Steven King movie. <br><br>The train howled and screeched as it flew through the tracks. Venom's spider senses alerted him to danger outside the train. A blast hit the side of the train not enough to knock it off the tracks but enough that the passengers felt the hit. Venom climbed outside of the moving train, like a spider climbing the walls to the roof where 15 Ultron droids were rapidly catching up to them. <em>Chain Gun</em> Flash telepathically requested. The Symbiote armor seemed to push a mini gun out of Flash's body. <br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb267/squantoh101/minigun.jpg)</div>He targeted the closest drone and opened fire, the bullets didn't have a lot of piercing affect but after firing numerous bullets he did enough damage to cause the target to swerve off it's flight path knocking another chasing drone off the heels of the train. Venom quickly re-targeted another drone. He didn't have enough bullets in the gun to take them all out but that wasn't going to stop him from trying. <br><br><div class="floatright">(http://img4.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20120506183300/spore/images/a/aa/Imperial_Matter_Cannon.png)</div>Trailing behind the remaining 13 Ultron Drones were two more carrying what looked like a heavy cannon of some kind. This wasn't going to be good. <strong>"Huh, Could use some help up here!"</strong> Venom shouted. There were to many of them and the mini gun wasn't doing enough damage to hold them off on his own. At least his spider like ability to stick to walls was helping him keep a steady footing on the moving train top but the movement and the blasts to the train were bouncing him around enough that steady aiming wasn't easy. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Green Goo Theory</strong> on <strong>22-05-2014, 04:20:38</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://media1.santabanta.com/full1/Hollywood%20Movies/The%20Amazing%20Spider%20Man%202/the-amazing-spider-man-2-1a.jpg)</div><hr><strong>Name:</strong> <del>Peter Parker</del> Spiderman (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=203277.msg9943640#msg9943640)<br><strong>Location: </strong> New York Streets, Stark Tower<br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:20<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Hulk, Ironman, Spider woman, Open<br><strong>Wearing:</strong>&nbsp; Classic blue and red<br><hr><br>Not that he didn't appreciate the incredibly astute and intuitive company that was the Incredible Hulk he appreciated the arrival of Spider Woman even more.&nbsp; A conversation that could evolve beyond continued references to himself in the third person could only last so long.&nbsp; Pete at least enjoyed the nickname even if spider's weren't bugs...&nbsp; It was best not to think about it too much.<br><br>The called out tag team was carried out with several lines of artificial silk.&nbsp; With the tag line gaining purchased a solid tug brough another bot straight down to a buick somewhere down below in a fireball.&nbsp; He couldn't help but examine his work with mental comparisons to the bedlam the Hulk was creating.&nbsp; <em>'Wow...you know it's bad when I'm jealous of how destructive another good guy is...'</em> he couldn't help but bring about with his own internal naration.<br><br>That's when they got another visitor.&nbsp; A glance sideways to Spiderwoman and then back at the dueling titans. "Uh...I'm not sure getting into <em>that</em> game is a good idea."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kadigan</strong> on <strong>22-05-2014, 05:22:55</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i188.photobucket.com/albums/z302/redwillowwitch/lady_sif_dark_world_by_bucfan98-d6s6afs_zpsee9006b0.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Lady Sif<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> United Nations<br><strong>Time:</strong> 1404<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Sue Storm/Anyone<br><strong>Wearing:</strong>&nbsp; Armor <br><br>Sif had been charging down the street, her hand wrapped tightly around the mace, the other had fumbled for a moment, but eventually she had tugged the sword belt around her waist. A muttered curse escaped her lips, thinking of the horrible potential that her own weapon had in the hands of these things. A thing to be wary of, certainly, and once the battle lines drawn she would return and seek out her weapon. A strange thing, though she had held Hogun's mace in the past, it was unfamiliar compared to her own weapon, a thing like her own arm. <br><br>She had helped who and what she could, which was little. The screaming women and children made her heart ache within her breast, yearning to help, though the warrior in her knew she must seek out who could help. The mortal warriors had courage to be sure, but their weapons were ineffective, an annoyance at best. There were others who she must rally too, lest all be lost. Her feet pounded on the pavement, running almost blindly, until a large explosion drew her near. She was not far, and arrived just in time to see a white clad figure lying prone, one of the mechanical things moving near to her. Moving without pause, she ran over the hood of a nearby car and leaped into the air, the point of her shield extended out, driving it deep into the creature's skull, feeling a satisfying jolt run up the length of her arm from the impact. <br><br>Crouching low, eyes darting around to see if they've attracted more of the creature's attention, she turns, satisfied they're safe for the moment before approaching the blond. The Richards woman, she pulls form some dark corner of her brain. Thor had spoken of her more then once, oft in praise, oft in less polite terms when he had a few casks of ale within him. The woman seemed distraught and..what did the mortals call it...shell shocked. That was the phrase. Moving forward, she walked in a circle, bringing herself into the woman's field of vision. "I know of you...Richards yes? Mayhap you know of the Lady Sif. These..creatures spread across your land like a disease..a pox. We cannot tarry here, or risk sacrifices all being for naught. You know this world better then I, where we must go...you must think or perish now..."<br><br></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Batman4560</strong> on <strong>22-05-2014, 06:41:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.filmjackets.com/FEATURES/IMAGES/Feature_XMen4-Wolverine-med.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><br><br><strong>Name:</strong> Logan (Wolverine)<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Avenger's Mansion<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> 13:45<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Laura Kinney/Rogue/Wonder Man<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> See Photo<br><br><strong>End of previous post:</strong></span><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">The group of Ultron bots took aim at the four and all said at the same time. <em>"Surrender or die!"</em> They commanded. Logan snarled at the remaining Ultron bots and cracked his neck. Wounds healed up around his body and his claws shot back into his hands. He looked at the three X-Men with him and placed his hands in the air. <strong>"Aright Bub's you win."</strong> He said and hoped to god that the two flyers would get him and Laura out of the area...</div></div><br>Logan called out to Wonder Man, <strong>"Follow Rouge! I trust her!"</strong> The moment he said that, Rouge scooped him up off the ground and flew him into the sky. His face shifted shades to a pale white. He could barely keep his lunch down while he was being hoisted. Luckily Rouge was keeping the mood light so that Logan could keep his mind off things.<br><br><strong>"Thanks Rouge, but I don't plan on walking down the isle again."</strong> He replied to her joke about getting hitched. <strong>"But I wouldn't mind seeing you in a tight dress."</strong> Logan didn't have much time to go with anything else because Wonder Man and Laura was shot from the sky. <strong>"Rouge throw me at them!"</strong> He called out, expecting Rouge to do the Fast Ball Special he and Colossus used to do. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Garuss Vakarian</strong> on <strong>22-05-2014, 09:02:54</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7Cympyn132c/U3LFaJuuYlI/AAAAAAAAHYw/hPnKP_NdhCU/s1600/xx.jpg)</div>Name: Wade Wilson.<br>Time: 14:05<br>Tag: BlackWidow, Captain America, Venom, Black Cat, Other Deadpool's "Me." "Me.' &nbsp;*The inanimate thought box.... Me.*<br>Wearing: What else ladies? ;) . ((His costume.))<br>Multiple personality notes: Red &nbsp;stands for Wade. Blue &nbsp;stands for smart voice. Orange stands for his thought box. Green is his skater dude voice.<br><br>Deadpool was rather pleased with himself. Despite her struggling. But soon, got a wake up call. Or at least the attempt of such. First, a strong stomp to the foot. Secondly, a firm elbow to the gut. Lastly, a hard knock on the head. "Oww.... Hey come on, dont abuse me." He said, as he rubbed his head with one hand. His other still gripping at Cat's hip. "Come on cap, I aint no dog. But, as for you kitty baby. Im your doggy any day. Grrrwooof." " We are quit the dog Wade. We just want to fuck everything in sight." "So true smart me... So true." He said to himself. Without care that others can hear him. It was clear he was insane. But, to what degree is up to interpretation. As cap began his little speech, Wade paid no mind. His hand still grasping at Cat's hip. Despite her attempt's to fight, and wiggle away. Wade was Not about to start letting go of his iron grip. And he paid as little mind to her fighting it, as he did listening to cap's speech. His hand lowered. Rubbing gently down. Squeezing against her thigh, and partially against her rear. Soon though. He look's up to see that mister soldier boy was calling for assistance. "Assistance? Well, how about some assistance from the one and only Merc With A Mouth!" Wade spoke, as he point's his thumb at his own chest. Wade let's go of her. Turning to her, and giving Cat a wink. "See ya doll. Daddy needs to get to work." He joked, before giving her yet another firm smack against her rear. With that, he was gone.<br><br>Teleporting on top of the Train, Deadpool quickly looses his footing. Sliding down the train, completely unprepared for the force of it's speed. "Hoooooow Faaaaaast Iiiiiiis Thiiiiiis Thiiiing" He called out to Flash. But, was not quite sure if the guy heard him. Mid slide across the speeding train. Wade pulled his foot into a hellish groove, possibly created by the Riders transformation of the train. He stand's himself up, and grab's his footing this time. Now pulling out his duel pistol's. Firing into the flying bot's. "HOW MANY ARE THERE!" Wade call's out to Flash. As more and more get dropped between the two. "Did Wade just ask ,Wow, kenny harder?" "No he said, how many are there." "Oh, now I am sure he said Throw me the Larder." "Your an idiot....." Wade ignores his voices, focusing more on the oncoming onslaught. He pull's out another frag, biting onto the pin and spitting it out. He laugh's Miniacly, not caring one iota for the trains safety. The words, 'She can take it.' Running through his numskull head. He laugh's louder, as he gleefully watched the frag dismember four different bot's. <br><br>Between Flash, Wade, and whoever else went to the top. The bot's were pretty much gone. That's whoever else, in question form. If any one else was there. Wade didnt notice. "Yeah, why should we pay attention? What, you role players expect us to guess your post's? Pfft. Get real. Were not psychic." The train was just about secured. Although, more bot's can come at any moment. Wade teleport's back into the train. A satisfied look in his eyes. "You all see that. I was ace shooting like a boss! I went sliding at first. But me and big guns up there were like. Bang! Boom! And EXPLOOOOOSIOOOOONS!" He said with pride. Walking over to stand next to Cat and Cap once more. Natasha not to far from cap.<br><br><br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i1.ytimg.com/sh/1V4j8bEig9E/showposter.jpg?v=51a0b4e5)</div><br>"HEEEEEY THATS MY LINE! DONT TAKE TORGUES MOTHERF*&amp;^%$# CATCH PHRASE YOU D^%kWEED!" &nbsp;"Oh! Sorry torgue. Ya, I forgot you copy writed the word explosion."&nbsp; &nbsp;"DAM FU*&amp;ING STRAIGHT! NOW THAT MR.TORGUE TUAGHT YOU TO RECOGNIZE! I GET TO BLOW THIS JOINT WITH A BANG." &nbsp;"You mean?..." "THATS RIGHT! AND THIS TIME MR.TORGUE WILL LET YOU SAY IT WITH WITH HIM, WITH OUT A LAAAAAAWSUUUUUIT!!!!"<br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br>"EXPLOOOOOOSIOOOOOOOON'S!" <br>(http://www.ilfoglio.it/media/uploads/esplosione_nucleare.jpg)<br><br>"NOW IN THE F*$#KING FUTURE, DONT SAY EXPLOSION'S LIKE I DO! AND WERE COOL! TORGUE OUT BITCHES!"<br><br>"Huh.... I wonder when we will get our Border Lands 3. No matter. Let's forget about that. You all go ahead and move on with this role play. How about reading Betty's post below? To help you forget this little fourth wall interruption."<br><br><br><div align="center">(http://static3.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20120616220714/marveldatabase/images/thumb/0/09/Betty_Ross_(Earth-616)_as_RedShe-Hulk_00.jpg/250px-Betty_Ross_(Earth-616)_as_RedShe-Hulk_00.jpg)</div>Name: Savage She Hulk<br>Time:14:20<br>Tag: Destroy... Kill everyone!<br>Wearing: <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"> (http://www.imexbb.com/Images/11421726/women-39-s-jacket.jpg)</div></div> And matching pant's.<br>Location: Stark Tower<br><br>She growled louder, as Hulk lifted her into the air. Smashing her into more bot's, before throwing her back towards stark tower. "Raaaaaaagh!" She yelled, before hitting the ground with a deafening crack. She slowly got up, her teeth clenching as she clung to two car's as support, crushing their entire front end's into nothing more then crushed soda can's. Before she can get her footing once more, her eyes widen at the sight of the Hulk smashing into the ground. Forcing the road around her to cave in..... "RRRrrrrrrr" She growls. Her voice going through the rubble as a soft moan. <br><br>(http://media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/f6/b5/fc/f6b5fcf8ab3711c4bbb623d56532ef01.jpg)<br><br>With a satisfied smile, she lift's the rubble out from on top of her. Raising it high over her shoulder's. Her mind begins to sting, as something begins to compel her. "Stop. Take control of your self Betty." the voice said once more. Betty was still trying to reason with herself. Despite how futile it seemed. Red She Hulk Tosses the rubble chunk straight towards Hulk. She run's towards him once more, grabbing anything within her path, and tossing it at The Hulk mid Charge. Coming in for a earth shattering punch. Following it up with a swift kick towards the body. And a second punch towards the jaw. Betty was helpless. As well as disheartened. Ultron was getting his way. An ally of heroes, being used to destroy her ally's. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>22-05-2014, 18:06:50</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://fc01.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2013/011/3/1/invisible_woman___legacy_by_dalexisstpierre-d5r5bf9.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Susan Richards/The Invisible Woman <br><strong>Location:</strong> Streets of New York/Stark Tower<br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:05<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Lady Sif, Iron Man, Spider-man, Hulk, Spider-Woman and Red She Hulk. <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Uniform<br><br></span></span><hr><br>The blond heroine looked to see she had been joined by another super-powered being, Lady Sif of Asgaurd. She knew of her but had only met her once before, years ago and it was very brief. She slowly picked herself off the ground and stared at the tall warrior. "We must go...yes..." Susan said she was still in utter shock and couldn't take it all in, Ultron was taking over the world and he needed to be put down and hard. She walked with Sif through the Smokey ruins of the city and towards Stark Tower. "The Avengers....the Avengers will know what to do...they have faced Ultron before." Susan said almost absent minded as they approached Stark Tower which was under serious assault. Looking up both women could see Earths Mightiest heroes were locked in battle with the countless Ultrons circling the Avengers base of operation's.<br><br>Sue suddenly felt sheer anger towards them, Both Stark and primarily hank Pym had created this terrifying monster. This Machine which had just killed her best friend and her husband in front of her very eyes. Susan clenched both her fists as she saw the Iron Man across the way. The Invisible Woman was one of the most rational people you would ever meet but she was caught in the grip of shock and terrible grief. In addition to the Ultrons which were circling Iron Man, Spider-Woman and Spider-man and fight between two gamma powered individual's was occurring. between the Incredible Hulk and a Red She Hulk. Now was not the time for a Gamma powerd smack-down, Susan gritted her teeth.<br>Just then a Ultron bot jumped down in-front of her and Lady Sif. "Il take care of this Sif! You go help the others!" Susan said loudly as she pushed past the armoured warrior woman and engaged in a fight with the Ultron drone. <br><br>Using her force fields she started to unleash her uncontrollable anger towards the creature that had just made her a widow minutes ago. <br>It kept fireing its beams but Susans powers were amped to the max and she was not going down easily. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>22-05-2014, 18:17:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://images.contactmusic.com/images/feature-images/captain-america-scarlett-johansson-636-370.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Natasha Romanov/Black Widow <br><strong>Location:</strong> Traincart above the city.<br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:05<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Captain America, Deadpool, Ghost Rider, Black Cat and Venom! <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Civilian Clothes<br><br></span></span><hr><br>Natasha waited for the train to stop at the destination she had told the Rider about. "Alright people. Avengers mansion....is just around the corner....I think you should follow Cap and see if you can meet up with the unity Squad." She turned to face Steven, he seemed concerned as it was obvious by her words she wasn't going with them. "Join up with Logan and Rouge and whoever ellse you can find...but....I wouldn't go to Stark Tower just yet...we need to know exactly what we are up against....make tactical decsions....it could be Ultron has destroyed the tower...if so....Tony and the others could be dead." She looked back and gestured towards the four other heroes. "This could be the resistance...maybe for the City, maybe for the whole world. We carnt afrod to loose anyone." She looked back towards the 18 or so passengers. "I think your speech helped them....but they need to get to safety....I know a underground place I can take them. its not too far from here....I think once you meet up with unity squad you should take the *team* to the Hydra base you used during the Superhero Civil War. Tony never could find it so good chances are the Ultrons wont either...we can re-group there...." She never did tell him how she found out the location of the hidden former base of Caps Secret Avengers. A former HYDRA base of all things. Tasha then placed a kiss on his lips, gently but it still lingered a few seconds. "Il see you there in one hour." She said with every intention of keeping it. <br><br>Natasha then turned to the passengers. "Civillians your all with me. The Avengers are going into battle so we need to clear this....train..." She said as after the Ghost Riders *makeover* it was hardly a standard train anymore. When the doors opened the widow jumped out with the 20 pluse civilians with her, running for cover as the Ultrons fired down beams from above. Sadly a couple of human's were killed but the majority got around to the next block, Tasha knew the ultrons wouldn't follow their target was Cap and the others. of corse she had disguised herself by putting her hoodie back up.
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elven Sex Goddess</strong> on <strong>22-05-2014, 18:18:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://jamietyndall.com/wp-content/uploads/d50ec06953f23b5637a916604b41be07-d2yrazk.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Laura Kinney<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Near Avenger's mansion<br><br><strong>Time:</strong>&nbsp; 13:45<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Logan/(Wolverine), Rogue, Wonderman, open.<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong>&nbsp; Civilian clothing&nbsp; (see second picture)<br></span><br><br><div class="floatright">(https://pbs.twimg.com/profile_images/437637132459728897/NuJAz06T.jpeg)</div>They had not gone far when Laura and Wonderman are shot from the sky.&nbsp; &nbsp;Forced to land upon a building roof top.&nbsp; &nbsp; Laura is thrown from Wonderman landing with a roll to break the fall.&nbsp; &nbsp; As she comes up in quick response.&nbsp; Her claws piercing through her skin tearing it as they extend out.&nbsp; &nbsp;Turning in that moment to see Wonderman surrounded by the three of the Ultron bots.<br><br>It happens so quickly&nbsp; as Wonderman,&nbsp; Simon simply ceases to exist.&nbsp; &nbsp;At that moment the rage is triggered the killer within Laura comes to the surface instantaneously.&nbsp; &nbsp;Survival mode,&nbsp; as X-23 goes beast mode.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;With preternatural speed she launches into a deadly choreograph like motion of deadly blurring precision upon the three bots as they stand anyalize her for weaknesses. <br><br>Her claws slice,&nbsp; pierce in precision blows as she moves with singular purpose of a trained killer.&nbsp; &nbsp;It is beauty in motion.&nbsp; &nbsp;She take out the three bots.&nbsp; &nbsp;As Logan implores Rogue to do the fastball special and hurl him into the scene.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;He through would know that Laura has gone into the killer rage.&nbsp; &nbsp;As she finishes dispatching the three and goes racing off the roof to leap and latch onto another of the Ultrons.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;A move that is suicidal for once she takes out the Ultron as her claws plunge into its back.&nbsp; &nbsp;She will be in a free fall and will plummeted to the earth.&nbsp; It won't kill her,&nbsp; but it will mess her up and leave her vulnerable as she heals even with the quick healing.&nbsp; &nbsp;Rogue is going to have to catch her while she is in that killer rage, Logan would realize this.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elven Sex Goddess</strong> on <strong>22-05-2014, 18:34:54</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://static.comicvine.com/uploads/original/0/77/246445-5892-spider-woman.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Spider-Woman (Jessica Drew)<br><br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; Stark Tower<br><br><strong>Time:</strong>&nbsp; 14:20<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; Ironman, Spider-man / open<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Costume</span><br><br>Jessica calls out to Spiderman.&nbsp; "Alright!"&nbsp; &nbsp;Agreeing the idea of feeding the Hulk might not be such a good idea.&nbsp; &nbsp; Instead she concentrate on tag teaming with the web slinger&nbsp; in concentrated effort of tag team coordinated effort.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>Even within the chaos of battle that is being raged through out the city and within her immediate vicinity.&nbsp; &nbsp; Jessica is realizing that their presence is causing a lot more harm then good.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;The Ultron bots seem not to be targeting civilians primary through the fight is exacting a toll upon them.&nbsp; Along with the fact that not even the Hulk and them are putting a dent in the tide of Ultron bots.&nbsp; &nbsp;That perhaps a tactical retreat was in order in the greater strategy of things.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>As she worked in unison with Spiderman bringing down yet another of the bots with their coordinated effort.&nbsp; &nbsp; She call out to him and voice her tactical opinion. <br><br>"We're exasperating the situation.&nbsp; &nbsp;There is too many as they seem infinite in numbers.&nbsp; &nbsp;The collateral damage is doing more harm.&nbsp; &nbsp;We need to begin a tactical retreat to end this.&nbsp; Including them especially." &nbsp;<br><br>She motion to the Hulks,&nbsp; not sure what is going on if they're fighting together or with each other.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>"Reform with other heroes and heroines to and access what has happen and better prepare to take the fight back to Ultron."<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>&nbsp;<br><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>22-05-2014, 18:40:18</strong>
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				(http://www.espaciomarvelita.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/Ghost_Rider+Concept_Art_by_Jerad_S_Marantz_02a.jpg)<br><br><strong>Name:</strong> Ghost Rider<br><strong>Location:</strong> Hellbound express/Avenger's Mansion<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Capt./Blackwidow/Deadpool/Venom/BlackCat/Logan/X-23/Rogue/Wonderman/Open<br><br>The Drones continue to flurry around the careening train as they approached Avenger's Mansion. Yet, they would not arrive at the Station. Several hundred feet before, several Drones kamikazed themselves against the track itself blowing it to smithereens. Where a sane person would pull on the brakes in hopes of stopping the train, Rider speeds up, and makes it go faster. The Train hits the chewed up pieces of track, and the engine launches up, and into the air before its sheer weight makes it come crashing down upon the street below. However, where a normal train would have been destroyed, the Hellbound Express continues to chug right along as the other cars were pulled down to street level. Jostling the scared civilians only as much as necessary. <br><br>Just a ways ahead, The Rider could see others battling the Ultron Bots. Wonder man, X-23, Logan, and Rogue looked like they were going at it pretty hard as the Rider willed the enormous train to stop about 10 away from the others. Allowing the Passengers to get off while being led by The Black Widow. Thus freeing up the cars for The others to use if they wanted to take the Train all the way to Stark Tower.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dirtythesnapper</strong> on <strong>22-05-2014, 18:43:36</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/NFRAyGD.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Bruce Banner/Hulk<br><strong>Location:</strong> Stark Tower <br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:20<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Spiderman, Ironman, Red She Hulk, Open<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Barely anything</span><br><hr><br><div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/Gv0pTx9.jpg)</div>Having thrown and buried Betty had given Hulk a great deal of pleasure and gave the Hulk time to remember who it was he was fighting. <span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">"Why Betty hit Hulk!</span> Hulk said as she threw a stone at him, which he smashed with his fist before it hit him. As she got up and charged him, throwing things mid run, Hulk lifted his arms and started batting the objects off to the side. When Red She Hulk reached Hulk, she barraged him with a set of kicks and punches which would have broken anyone else in half. <br><br>Hulk felt the blows and as soon as he had a moment's break, he went in for a tackle of Betty. He lifted her off her feet, his greater size due to his anger allowing him to do so and slammed her into the ground. He stood over her, his fist balled and ready to punch the Red woman below him, <span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">"WHY BETTY HIT HULK!</span> he yelled at her as his fist shook with anticipation of striking her. <br><div align="center">(http://oi62.tinypic.com/ipntxh.jpg)</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cal1496</strong> on <strong>22-05-2014, 20:25:36</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://images.wikia.com/marvelmovies/images/archive/9/9a/20120416023223!Iron-man-site-tony-stark.jpg)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Tony Stark<br><strong>Location:</strong> Stark Tower<br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:22<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Spiderwoman, Spiderman, Lady Sif, Invisible Woman <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> A suit worth more than your house<br><br></span></span><hr><br>Ironman could honestly not remember the last time he had fight so intense.&nbsp; He was not analyzing information, not setting up battle plans with 360 view of the entire field, it was just him in his suit killing anything that got close.&nbsp; He had no uplinks, no JARVIS in his ear, just the suits operating system and that was completely closed off from any network, he was completely free just to fight.&nbsp; And he had to say, he kinda liked it.<br><br>Though as Spiderman and then the Hulk arrived he did become slightly more aware.&nbsp; Spidey was fine with his spider-sense, but the Hulk made Stark weary.&nbsp; He was focused on the pots though, and as more and more civilians rushed past him Stark felt things would be alright.&nbsp; And the Red She Hulk showed up.&nbsp; "Well there goes the neighborhood."&nbsp; He said blowing another botts face off.&nbsp; As Spiderwoman showed up he couldn't help but get a slight grin, Jessica was always a pleasant sight for sore eyes.&nbsp; And then the arrival of the stunning yet terrifying Lady Sif, accompanied with a very pissed Sue Storm...Wow she looked hot angry, really hot!&nbsp; Focus!<br><br>"Shit!"&nbsp; Tony yelled as a bot latched onto his forearm, flexing he ejected the piece before his whole suit was infect.&nbsp; Well there goes that layer of protection, he thought turned and shooting off the face of yet another Ultron.&nbsp; His right arm was exposed, as he looked around and saw more and more coming towards the small entrance in the phase shield, it was time to make a choice.<br><br>"Spirderwoman is right!&nbsp; Everyone fall back too the Tower!"&nbsp; Stark started providing covering fire for the other hero's to make there way towards the entrance.&nbsp; A lot of civilians had made it...But not all of them would.&nbsp; And frankly Tony had no intention of letting either of the Hulks in at the moment.&nbsp; "Fall back!&nbsp; NOW!"&nbsp; He said amplifying his voice so all the hero's and surrounding civilians would hear.&nbsp; "You all have thirty seconds before your trapped out hear!&nbsp; MOVE!!!"&nbsp; Tony was not lying either.&nbsp; They were about to be over run.&nbsp; If one of those things got into Stark Tower that was it, and he couldn't let that happen.&nbsp; Even if that meant watching the rest of New York burn.
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kadigan</strong> on <strong>23-05-2014, 00:46:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i188.photobucket.com/albums/z302/redwillowwitch/lady_sif_dark_world_by_bucfan98-d6s6afs_zpsee9006b0.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Lady Sif<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Avengers Tower<br><strong>Time:</strong> 1422<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> All currently at the tower<br><strong>Wearing:</strong>&nbsp; Armor <br><br>Sif had followed the heroine, who seemed to be in a daze more then anything. She had seen it before, with those who had recently lost those they loved to a random, senseless war. The pace was good however, and they made it to the Avengers Spire within several minutes of starting. The situation there seemed even less tenable then before. Though the warriors of midgard were fighting well, and from what she could see each other as well. The Green Giant, feared even in Asgard seemed content to attack friend and foe alike from what she could see. The Iron Knight was blasting the monsters from the sky as well, and more heroes then she could readily identify were lending their hands. <br><br>The mechancial voice, not of the drones bellowed throughout the area even as she had hefted her newly acquired mace once more, ready to rejoin the fray. Signaling a retreat, a withdrawal. Loathe as she was to do so twice in a given day, they were simply flailing at the problem randomly with no battle plan. They could survive, perhaps, and may even take the battle, but this war was just beginning and none would survive it should they fall. Moving towards the gleaming tower, rival to even Asgard's heights, she paused. One of the mortal conveyances had been flipped in the battle, and she spied a small, pale figure beneath it. Looking towards the rush of people to the tower, she stopped and turns, one hand reaching to grasp the hood of the vehicle and flipped it with all her might. The car went tumbling away, revealing a small child, barely 10 years if a day. Her face covered in soot, blood, and other things that Sif did not even want to hazard a guess at. <br><br>Strong hands wrapped softly around the small child, hoisting the little girl to her chest, even as she clenches the mace protectively, turning and eyeing the carnage even as she joined the retreat towards the tower. Bloodlust could wait, honor would be satisfied another day. The true purpose of a warrior is to protect those that cannot do so themselves. Holding the sobbing child to her, who clung tightly as if she would vanish if let go of, she stood guard near the enterance, ready to ensure the last possible person could be saved. </span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Garuss Vakarian</strong> on <strong>23-05-2014, 03:22:54</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://static3.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20120616220714/marveldatabase/images/thumb/0/09/Betty_Ross_(Earth-616)_as_RedShe-Hulk_00.jpg/250px-Betty_Ross_(Earth-616)_as_RedShe-Hulk_00.jpg)</div>Name: Savage She Hulk<br>Time:14:21<br>Tag: Destroy... Kill everyone!<br>Wearing: <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"> (http://www.imexbb.com/Images/11421726/women-39-s-jacket.jpg)</div></div> And matching pant's.<br>Location: Stark Tower<br><br>The Savage She Hulk growled in pleasure. As blow after blow made contact with The Hulk. But, soon. Her blows proved to be nothing more then annoying mosquito bites, to the already outraged monster. "WHY BETTY HURT HULK!" The Hulk yell's. She pauses, his words hitting the monster harder then any punch. But why?&nbsp; Her eyes widen, as the Hulk grab's her. As she was distracted by her own inner conflict, the Hulk lifted her. And slammed her into the ground. "WHY BETTY HURT HULK!?" the Hulk yelled once more, as he stood over her triumphantly. His fist was balled, his anger fierce.... She breathed heavily. Starring up at him, like a deer in head light's. His fist shook in anticipation. His teeth gritting. She wanted to yell out once more, to attack him while she still can. But... She couldn't.<br><br><br><div align="center">(http://i.imgur.com/skd9SI2.jpg)</div>Name: Red She Hulk, Betty (Note. She is still hulked out. Merely under control of herself.)<br>Time:14:22<br>Tag: Bruce Banner/Hulk<br>Wearing: <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"> (http://www.imexbb.com/Images/11421726/women-39-s-jacket.jpg)</div></div> And matching pant's.<br>Location: Stark Tower<br><br>"Hulk...." Betty said. As her muscles began to no longer tense. She lower's her head, resting it against the cold hard rubble. Her eyes closing, as her blood began to chill. Her mind was racing, a intense pain searing through out her skull. From anger, and possibly whatever is now inside her. Betty sends out a sigh of relief. Now, under some semblance of control. But, for how long she did now know.... "Thank you..." She said. As she continued to breath long, heavy breaths. Her heart still beating frantically from her... Incident. Why did she Thank him? She did not understand. But, deep down she knew it was for beating her senses back in place. She gave a small chuckle. Seeing the ironic stupidity of a now feminist women thanking a man for bashing her. But, she was not ignorant, and knew some times words dont work. Even if, the Hulk never used words to begin with. She began to sit up. Looking over to Stark tower, to see that Iron man was evacuating all he could. And, rushing to close the door's for good. She didnt blame him. Hard enough to stop the war zone she can now see was around her. He also had to worry about two Hulking monster's destroying his front lawn. She suppressed the urge to cry. Her emotions in a flux. She was completely aware. Watching herself attack The Hulk like a wild, rabid dog. She has let herself lose control before. But, nothing like this. It was like the early days all over again. But this time instead of a front row seat. It was replaced with a back stage pass, as she replaced Bruce as the star of the horror story. Looking back towards Hulk. Bruces other side... She can see the confusion in the creatures eyes. Especially with his fist still shaking. "Down boy... Im me." She said, now standing up. She places her hand gently on his fist. And, with very little force, makes him lower it. &nbsp;"Listen Hulk." She said, as she glanced over to iron man. She was not ready to try and convince any one she was just 'ok'. Especially since she was unsure if she was ok herself. 'Let them fear me for now." She thought. Looking back over to hulk, she moves closer. Keeping her eyes in contact with his. &nbsp;"I need to go. I need to get some of my things. And, hopefully give the others time to cool off." She knew she would need to give them time to take in what just happened. Before she tried convincing any one that she was not some Thrall to Ultron. "If you want, you can come with me. But, all I ask is you let me go. Dont chase me. And believe, I am still Hulks friend." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dirtythesnapper</strong> on <strong>23-05-2014, 04:06:16</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/9b0W2xD.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Bruce Banner/Hulk<br><strong>Location:</strong> Stark Tower <br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:21<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; Red She Hulk, closed<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Barely anything</span><br><hr><br><div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/CFQKwrl.jpg)</div>Hulk saw the shift in Red She Hulk's demeanor, her shoulders dropping as well as her head, the grimace falling from her face, her softened voice; all this was jsut enough for Hulk to drop his guard and trust Betty. Any other person would have been mulched by Hulks fists, but instead Hulk let She Rhulk stand up. His rage was still flowing like fire in his veins, but he had just enough control to keep from smashing. Betty's softer touch on his hand acted to calm him down enough to listen as he loosened his fist, his finger nails having left indents in his calloused skin. Hulks face fell from an angry grimace to a more neutral look as Red She Hulk worked to calm him slightly. <br><br>Hulk was still on edge, especially considering the hellfire's that the Ultrons were creating around them. He listened, however, to Betty's plan and noticed as well that Stark was putting the tower on lock-down. <span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">"Hulk stay with Betty."</span> Hulk said as he looked at her, his quick change in demeanor showing that he <span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">cares (http://i.imgur.com/spnXLRO.jpg)</span> about Betty. <span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">"Hulk go with Betty to get Betty's stuff."</span> The two of them shared a look before taking to the air, leaping towards where Betty had left her sword and guns.<br><div align="center">(http://i.imgur.com/aB3YZqR.jpg)</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TamaRose</strong> on <strong>23-05-2014, 04:13:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/4/49/Sofia-vergara.jpg/419px-Sofia-vergara.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Rogue<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Avenger's Mansion<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> 13:45<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Logan/Laura/Wonder Man<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> See Photo<br><br><br>While Logan was turning white, Rogue was turning a shade red when he said about seeing her in a tight dress. Apparently, he was getting bolder with his flirtation and to be quite honest she didn't mind one bit. Still, now wasn't the time to get all hot and bothered by his words. It was time to get as far away from the mansion as possible and as close to Stark Towers as they could. Although, it seemed that wasn't going to be as easy as she thought.<br><br>Watching, Wonder Man go down and disappear into absolutely nothing, she lost herself in silence for a few seconds, unable to really respond to what happened until she heard Logan's voice and saw Laura falling toward the ground.<br><br>Shaking, the cobwebs from her head, while trying not think about what had just happened to Wonder Man, she quickly pulled herself together and threw a Fast Ball Special before flying toward Laura and catching her before hitting the ground below. <strong>"Snap out of it hon. Now is not the time. We gotta' get Wolvie and get the hell outta' her' before we are killed as well. Ah' know how ya' feelin'...but there isn't anything we can do raght' now."</strong><br><br>If Rogue needed to take off her glove at any given moment she was ready. Not to hurt the girl in anyway...but to knock her unconscious for a little while if needed.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Green Goo Theory</strong> on <strong>23-05-2014, 04:30:36</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.newyork-business.com%2Fwp-content%2Fuploads%2F2014%2F02%2Famazing_spider_man_latest-1920x1200.jpg&amp;imgrefurl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.newyork-business.com%2F%3Ftag%3Damazing-spider-man&amp;h=1200&amp;w=1920&amp;tbnid=8esxEgB0qHRp-M%3A&amp;zoom=1&amp;docid=ww_Uls-ZTTaUNM&amp;ei=AqV-U73OKs_woATV0YFY&amp;tbm=isch&amp;ved=0CGwQMygGMAY&amp;iact=rc&amp;uact=3&amp;dur=313&amp;page=1&amp;start=0&amp;ndsp=11)</div><hr><strong>Name:</strong> <del>Peter Parker</del> Spiderman (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=203277.msg9943640#msg9943640)<br><strong>Location: </strong> New York Streets, Stark Tower<br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:22<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Hulk, Ironman, Spider woman, Open<br><strong>Wearing:</strong>&nbsp; Classic blue and red<br><hr><br>Spidey was having a hell of a time.&nbsp; If it wasn't one thing it was another and Spider woman was no safr than he was right about now.&nbsp; He wasn't sure where he'd be safer.&nbsp; Near the dueling Hulks or trying to play yo-yo with the Ultron bots.&nbsp; One way or another it was a rock <em>and</em> a hard place.&nbsp; With that he called out to his fellow arachno-related <del>street performer</del> super hero.&nbsp; Especially now that Iron Man decided to chime in with much the same information and advice. "Great!&nbsp; I'll drop some fishing nets!"<br><br>Not only were there fellow heroes that needed help (The Hulks were beyond any help Spidey could give) but plenty of people incapable of fending for themselves.&nbsp; Spidey in breaking away from the pack had shot between streets.&nbsp; His arms launching in a variety of directions.&nbsp; He wasn't targeting the ultron bots directly but targeting their flight paths to halt or slow down as many as possible.&nbsp; Between the scurrying people and the likes of Sif on the ground he was putting up large silken adhesive nets.&nbsp; <br><br>The whole thing felt like an awesome plan until the one thing that always, always, always, <em>always</em> happened to him happened.&nbsp; In mid air in an attempt to deliver yet another large net to catch the robots like flies both of his web shooters spit and sputtered.&nbsp; <em>'Way to go, Spidey.&nbsp; Get new cartridges!</em>&nbsp; <br><br>It wasn't just to get to the building but saving himself from the fall and whatever else may come.&nbsp; The empties were ejected and he was pawing away at himself to gather up more supplies.&nbsp; <br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Next time on Dragonball Z!</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Matttheman89</strong> on <strong>23-05-2014, 04:54:45</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.blogcdn.com/news.moviefone.com/media/2013/07/captain-america-chris-evans.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Steve Rogers/Captain America<br><strong>Location:</strong> Near Avenger's Mansion<br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:05<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Black Widow, Ghost Rider, Deadpool. Agent Venom, Black Cat, Rogue, Wolverine, Laura<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Civilian Clothes.<br><br></span></span><hr><br>The train came to a stop at their destination, about as close to Avenger's Mansion as they could manage on these train tracks. They had picked up a fair bit of attention from the Ultron Drones, but thanks to a little interference from Agent Venom and Deadpool, they had managed to arrive relatively unscathed. Black Widow spoke up at that point, suggesting that Cap take the other heroes on the train and head for Avenger's Mansion to see who they could find. The way she phrased it made Steve think she didn't plan on coming, and she proved that true, deciding to take the safety of the civilians into her own hands. She knew of a place to take them for safety. The Avenger's couldn't exactly cart these people around with them, so he didn't argue. He did raise an eyebrow though, as Natasha suggested taking whoever he could find to the secret base he had used in the Superhero Civil War from a few years back. "That's not a bad idea. But I don't remember telling you about-" Steve said, only to be cut off as Natasha kissed him softly. While it lacked the heat from the kiss at the train station, it was still very pleasant, and he smiled slightly as she pulled away.<br><br>"Alright. One hour." Steve said as Natasha assured him that she would head to the base once she had secured the civilians. After that, he turned to everyone else on the train in a costume. "You're all with me. Let's go, Avengers." he said, leading the charge off of the train as Natasha lead the people in the opposite direction. It was a risky move, clearly she was hoping the Drones would place so many Supers as a higher priority than a group of civies. In the end though, she would have been right, as he only saw a couple of the Drones head off after them, while the rest concentrated on them.<br><br>Thankfully, Avenger's Mansion wasn't far, so Steve would have been able to lead the others there, if they continued to follow him. What he saw when they arrived though, filled him with cold dread. The Mansion had been completely devastated. Caught off-guard, and without many of the same security systems programed into Avenger's Tower, it appeared to have been brought down very hard. Who had been at the Mansion today? Were they still alive?<br><br>Looking around, he was relieved to at least spy a few familiar faces in the carnage. Three of the X-men, two of them members of the Unity Squad, were battling it out with a squad of Ultron Drones in the area. "Let's back them up!" Steve ordered, drawing back his arm and hurling it at an Ultron Drone currently targeting Rogue, who was carrying Laura Kinney, otherwise known as X-23, in her arms. His signature starred shield coming into the scene was bound to get their attention, but if not, the rallying cry of, "Avengers, Assemble!" would certainly reach the trio's ears.<br><br>If they could just get some of the heat off, then maybe after that he could attempt to lead everyone to the decommissioned HYDRA base he and the Anti-Registration Forces had used several years ago.
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elven Sex Goddess</strong> on <strong>23-05-2014, 05:53:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://jamietyndall.com/wp-content/uploads/d50ec06953f23b5637a916604b41be07-d2yrazk.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Laura Kinney<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Near Avenger's mansion<br><br><strong>Time:</strong>&nbsp; 14:05<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Logan/(Wolverine), Rogue,&nbsp; Ghost Rider, Deadpool. Agent Venom, Black Cat and Captain America.<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong>&nbsp; Civilian clothing&nbsp; (see second picture)<br></span><br><br>Laura lets go of the now husk of a bot.&nbsp; &nbsp; As it drops she also is now in a free fall towards the ground.&nbsp; &nbsp;When&nbsp; swooping in suddenly is Rogue.&nbsp; &nbsp; But&nbsp; &nbsp;Laura is in her murderous rage.&nbsp; &nbsp; She tries to twist to turn and slice at Rogue.&nbsp; &nbsp;There is no friend or foe for Laura in this state, its all meat to be carved up.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>The Ultron bots have finished analyzing Laura molecular make up.&nbsp; &nbsp; The first assessment is being tried.&nbsp; &nbsp; Since she has extraordinary healing factor.&nbsp; &nbsp; For just as Laura starts to struggle.&nbsp; &nbsp; Two of the Ultron bots open up with with flame throwers and engulf the enraged Laura in flames.&nbsp; &nbsp;Flames that lick at Rogue at the same time.&nbsp; <br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://gallery4collectors.com/images/OctavioOcampoFirewoman.jpg)</div>Suddenly&nbsp; instead of trying to slash at Rogue,&nbsp; she is beating at her self to put out the flames as she is lighted up with flames as if she were Johnny Storm the human torch.&nbsp; &nbsp; As she begins screaming from being burned as even her hair has caught on fire.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Fortunately for Rogue the train has arrived the Avenger express as at that moment&nbsp; Captain America calls for the Avengers to assemble.&nbsp; &nbsp;She can drop Laura onto the train.&nbsp; &nbsp;Before she herself is engulf to in flames.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Batman4560</strong> on <strong>23-05-2014, 06:13:50</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.filmjackets.com/FEATURES/IMAGES/Feature_XMen4-Wolverine-med.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><br><br><strong>Name:</strong> Logan (Wolverine)<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Near Avenger's Mansion<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:05<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Laura Kinney/Rogue/Ghost Rider/Deadpool/Agent Venom/Black Cat/Captain America<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> See Photo<br><br>Logan was happy that Rouge had tossed him His claws smashed straight into an Ultron bot just in time to break his fall. He rode the bot down for a while then jumped hard. He sprung into the air and crashed into a building. Using his claws to slide down the building Logan smashed into a window and rolled into a small office. His claws sank back into his flesh and he pulled glass out of his chest, letting his body sew itself back up. Suddenly he could hear the cry of a good man. Steve Rodgers was calling for the Avengers. <br><br>He turned and looked out the broken window and a phantom train and people running. Logan smiled and took a few steps back then ran and jumped out the window. Logan began to free fall, rapidly due to his increased weight. He passed by a flying bot who was launching flames at his women and extended the claws of his right arm so that they dug into the Ultron bots back. The Bot struggled to fly with Logan pulling it down and it to started to fall but at a slower rate. Logan landed hard dragging the bot with him. He rolled and landed at the feet of Steve Rodgers and looked up at him. <strong>"How's it been Cap?"</strong></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elven Sex Goddess</strong> on <strong>23-05-2014, 06:14:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://static.comicvine.com/uploads/original/0/77/246445-5892-spider-woman.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Spider-Woman (Jessica Drew)<br><br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; Stark Tower<br><br><strong>Time:</strong>&nbsp; 14:22<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; Ironman, Spider-man / open<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Costume</span><br><br>Jessica gives a nod towards Ironman.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>"Alright,&nbsp; withdraw to Stark Tower!"<br><br>She yell out also to others.&nbsp; &nbsp; As it is their best option right now.&nbsp; They needed to regroup and come up with a better plan.&nbsp; &nbsp;Well at least a plan for this had happen so suddenly.<br><br>Seeing Spiderman using his webs to slow the Ultron bots and allow others to escape. She move over and would cover him.&nbsp; Blasting those bots that came to close and threaten her fellow spider, with her bio electric blasts.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>When runs empty and begins fumbling around with patting his costume.&nbsp; She move closer and array at him.<br><br>"Come on sweet cheeks lets withdraw."<br><br>He did have the damnedest tight hot cute buns in his spider costume outfit.&nbsp; An despite the chaos of the situation.&nbsp; She could not help herself with the quip when arraying at him.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cal1496</strong> on <strong>23-05-2014, 06:46:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://images.wikia.com/marvelmovies/images/archive/9/9a/20120416023223!Iron-man-site-tony-stark.jpg)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Tony Stark<br><strong>Location:</strong> Stark Tower<br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:22<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Spiderwoman, Spiderman, Lady Sif, Invisible Woman <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Nothing at all!&nbsp; Under his suit<br><br></span></span><hr><br>Good, Big Red and Big Green won't be a problem, Stark thought watching them both leap off into the sunset together.&nbsp; Truth was, he had no intention of letting either of them into his building.&nbsp; You could run the numbers anyway you want, facts were facts.&nbsp; Two loose canons like that in a confined space was just as bad as letting the Ultron bots get in.&nbsp; And if he'd had too, Stark would have fought them both in order keep them out, the rest of the hero's around him be damned.&nbsp; Thankfully though it hadn't come to that.&nbsp; What it had come down too was it was time to seal themselves in.<br><br>"Enough hanging about web head, get in the building.&nbsp; Jess, be a doll and fly bug boy in."&nbsp; Tony then did a massive chest blast that cleared the entrance, giving the last groups of people about fifteen of free space to work with before the next and final wave of Ultron bots came in.&nbsp; "Sif."&nbsp; Watching the Asguardian beauty smash yet another bot to pieces he simply said, "Just keep doing what you are doing."&nbsp; Then he took off into the air.<br><br>Flying once more near the speed of sound, Stark once more cleared the immediate area.&nbsp; He saw Susan was still in a fit of deep rage, and despite the warning bells going off in his head to tell him to stay the hell away from her, her went right at her.&nbsp; Getting within ten feet he slowed so that when he picked her up he wouldn't kill her, then swept her up in his arms, fighting desperately past any resistance she might give him and headed up for thehe&nbsp; opening in the phase shield defense.&nbsp; JARVIS, from the defense speaks with Stark Tower began a count down of the final closure of the shield.<br><br>"10...9...8...7..."&nbsp; A rallying effort by the Ultron bots was made, Stark thought he saw Spiderman and Spiderwoman make it in but he couldn't be sure.&nbsp; All he could really see was Sif smashing more and more of the enemy, holding the line till the last possible second.&nbsp; He would have to find a way to repay that girl...Asgurdian's...Head of the enemy maybe?&nbsp; Another time to think about that.&nbsp; "...5...4...3..."&nbsp; He could feel them all right on his tail, "2...1" Sif jumped into the shield, making room for him "...0."&nbsp; The shield closed Tony and Susan coming inside just in the nik of time, God he was good at that.&nbsp; Tony turned and smiled, watching at least a dozen Ultron bots got phased into near nothingness as they were torn apart by the shield.<br><br>"Ha!&nbsp; Take that Pym Heads!"&nbsp; Tony lifted the face mask on his suit and looked to everyone, "Get it, Pym Heads."&nbsp; Seeing that these people clearly did not understand his brilliant humour he said, "Okay, all superhero's too the top floor.&nbsp; We'll figure out where the hell to go from there."
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Loves</strong> on <strong>23-05-2014, 07:03:37</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i975.photobucket.com/albums/ae240/samanthamazur/Vdu7FgAk6rKd_zpsc4407f20.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>Felicia Hardy/Black Cat (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=202758.msg9932062#msg9932062)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Avenger's Mansion <br><strong>Time:</strong> 1:30 ish<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Ghost Rider, Captain America, Deadpool, Agent Venom, Laura Kinney, Rogue, Wolverine,&nbsp; and parched in a pear tree!&nbsp; &nbsp;Open<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> <del> This &nbsp;(http://i975.photobucket.com/albums/ae240/samanthamazur/ZTzDOztBjdw5_zps329c8f3d.jpg)</del> <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; Her Black Cat Costume &nbsp;(http://i975.photobucket.com/albums/ae240/samanthamazur/black_cat_0010_by_raffaelemarinetti-d3l3114_zps715a8b96.jpg)<br><br><br></span></span><hr>&nbsp; <br><br><div style="text-align: justify;">Still held tightly against the masked lunatic Felicia continued to struggle in his grasp before finally giving any attempt to escape. She watched, fascinated as he began talking to himself. This dude was certifiably crazy! She wasn’t sure if she was scared or impressed! But one thing was for sure, she wasn’t anyone’s fuck toy!&nbsp; <strong>”Watch the hands pal, or I’m gonna use you as my personal scratching post.”</strong> Her snarled warning didn’t seem to have much of an affect on Deadpool, in fact Felicia was willing to bet that he hadn’t heard a word that she said. He was too busy looking down at her cleavage. <strong>’Eyes up buddy! They don’t talk you know!”</strong> If she could roll her eyes and harder they might have just rolled themselves right out of her head. <br><br>With the request for assistance the Black Cat was almost pleased to get rid of her admirer, though before he left he managed to piss her off once again by slapping her ass with enthusiasm. <strong>”Don’t rush back on my account sugar, your peskiness being unleashed upon anyone that isn’t me fills me with joy. Annoy, annoy like the wind!”</strong> and she meant it. Once left alone she looked about the train, her eyes being drawn to the Rider. She was having a million second thoughts! The train was going faster than it seemed possible, the man responsible for it was literally on fire! There were serious warriors fighting for humanity, and some lunatic trying to get into her pants! <br><br>Felicia wasn’t sure where she fit in with the group. She wasn’t a hero, she was a thief. She had been born to a thief, was raised by one, and would most likely die a thief…. heck, if things continued on as they were going Felicia was pretty sure she was gonna die sooner rather than later. Her thoughts went to her father. Was he okay? He was most likely wondering the same thing. What she couldn’t know was at that very moment when she was here, trying to help save innocent lives, her father was trapped in a burning building, relying on others to do the saving rather than his daughter. <br><br>Her thoughts were interrupted with the return of deadpool, causing Felicia to jump like a startled cat. <strong>”Christ! Don’t do that to me!”</strong> she snapped, holding one hand over her chest while her heart beat a million miles a minute. <br><br>Then everything seemed to go in slow motion.<br><br>Everything, that was except the Hell Train. <br><br>The train moved at a speed that seemed to shake the very foundations of the steel beast. Felicia’s eyes widened in fear and disbelief when the train jumped the tracks and landed on the city street. She was thrown forward into Deadpool, with the momentum pushing him to the floor and her body landing on top. She groaned. <strong>”That one I’m gonna feel in the morning”</strong> she grumbled, shaking her head and hoping to stop the ringing in&nbsp; her ears. Had she been sitting down like the passengers then she might have been spared the embarrassment of losing her balance, but at least she had a soft landing!&nbsp; <strong>”Next time I’m taking a taxi.”</strong><br><br>With the Captain’s orders, Felicia scrambled up, back onto her feet and tried to forget the last little while, at the same time attempting to keep up. She was new to this hero group thing, and frankly Felicia wasn’t sure that she liked it. Thinking about only yourself was a lot easier than putting others before you. Still, as crazy as it seemed, she found herself keeping with the group, heading to god knows where, like she was one of them.&nbsp; <br><br>Soon they came upon their destination. The place was totaled. She stopped dead in her tracks and looked around the ruins that had once been a proud mansion. She did not think anyone had insurance for this sorta thing!&nbsp; More orders were called out, and she was to move into action, though she had no real way to take down these monsters, not on her own anyway. Again the thoughts spun in her head. What was she doing here? She was a thief, not a hero…&nbsp; </div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Garuss Vakarian</strong> on <strong>23-05-2014, 07:57:41</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7Cympyn132c/U3LFaJuuYlI/AAAAAAAAHYw/hPnKP_NdhCU/s1600/xx.jpg)</div>Name: Wade Wilson.<br>Time: 1:30 ish<br>Tag: BlackWidow, Captain America, Venom, Black Cat, Other Deadpool's "Me." "Me.' &nbsp;*The inanimate thought box.... Me.*<br>Wearing: What else ladies? ;) . ((His costume.))<br>Multiple personality notes: Red &nbsp;stands for Wade. Blue &nbsp;stands for smart voice. Orange stands for his thought box. Green is his skater dude voice.<br><br>Wade's feet shook. As he fought to keep balance. Looking out the window he can see that the Train had went off track. With quite the loud booming crack. "Uuuuh.... So we didnt talk to Mr.Torgue." "Of course not. We are simply crazy." . Wade followed the other's out the train, after it came to it's screeching halt. "So, this is the avenger's mansion?" Wade asked as he walked over to cap. "Looks like a dirty rotten shit hole." The Captain seemed to have a rather quick good by with his lady friend. "Oh, dont look so bummed out. Sure, it's a pig sty. But a pool here, and a tenis court there. It will be homeless paradise." Deadpool said, as he gave Captain America a quick tap on the back. He chuckled a bit. But, soon turned to see there were still many Ultrons to be found. At least they all weren't as powerful as the real thing. Cap seemed to pay no mind to his pestering. Despite the fact he meant it in good will. Although, in a misguided and ignorant way. He watched as captain america threw his shield. Issuing the order to back them all up.&nbsp; "Oh! I always wanted to say this... Uhem... Aengers! Assemble!" Wade said, as he drew his swords. And jumped into the fray. Slicing off both leg's to one, before scissor chopping the other in half. On to one bot, to the next. He sighed, feeling a bit bored. "These things are soooo easy..." He said, before turning to look at cat.<br><br>He looked behind him, to see his lady friend was out of the loop. "She is just as bored as we are!" A voice said in Wades head. Wade looked up, to see his thought box actually came out and about. It has not shown up much, but. After all, one needs to actually have thought's to fill a thought box. *We should include her.* It said. Wade agreed. He can tell, She was unsure of how she can help. And, wade decided to bring her in on the action. Help her feel a part of the team. "Come on. Were having all the fun without you!" He said to cat, as he sliced both arm's off a bot. And power kicked it in the back. The bot stumbled towards Cat.&nbsp; And Wade waited for her to take out the weakened bot, in her own way. "See, isnt carnage just fun! Come on, lets slice and dice!" He laughed, as he teleported to another, grabbing it, and teleporting into the air, dropping it to the ground in front of cat. It hit the ground, part's splatting off as Deadpool landed a few feet behind it. Another bot offered as an easy kill. He looked up, and gave her a quick wink. As he continued to handicap more bots. And send them her way. Each, just as weakened as the last. "See your helping out! Dare I say it. But your almost doing better then I am!"<br><br>&nbsp;"WE are so nice!" "We are going to be her friend in no time!" "ya... We are." Wade said to himself, as he quickly drew his Coach gun. And blew off the head of one, attempting to shoot him from behind. He smiled from under his mask, as he cut the arm's off another. This time it's legs to boot. Kicking the torso like a rolling tin can, safely towards cat. <br><br><br><div align="center">(http://img1.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20091003160412/marveldatabase/images/thumb/a/ac/Hulk_Vol_2_16_Textless.jpg/250px-Hulk_Vol_2_16_Textless.jpg)</div>Name: Red She Hulk, Betty (Note. She is still hulked out. Merely under control of herself.)<br>Time:14:22<br>Tag: Bruce Banner/Hulk<br>Wearing: <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"> (http://www.imexbb.com/Images/11421726/women-39-s-jacket.jpg)</div></div> And matching pant's.<br>Location: Betty's apartment building.<br>"HULK STAY WITH BETTY" ... Betty smiled. Setting her hand on Hulks shoulder.&nbsp; "HULK HELP BETTY GET HER STUFF." The hulk said. "Thank you Hulk." She turned to the direction of her apartment building. And along side Hulk. She leaped into the direction. Soon, with quite a few leaps. They made it there. And, Betty landed on the roof. She waited for Hulk. "Hulk" She said, as he landed by her side. She motioned for him to stop. &nbsp;"Hulk, I need you to turn back into Bruce. Is that fine?" She asked as nice as she could. She stepped forward. Placing her hand on his chest. She can feel his heart beat. Each beat, pounding against his chest like a drum. "You can trust me." &nbsp;She said. She didnt want to explain to Hulk, that he could not fit inside the building without destroying it. It might hurt his feelings. Or, at the very. The thought of massive proportional strength in a confined space may confuse him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dirtythesnapper</strong> on <strong>23-05-2014, 10:20:59</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/2SpPQWq.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Bruce Banner/Hulk<br><strong>Location:</strong> Betty's Apartment <br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:23<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; Red She Hulk, closed<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Barely anything</span><br><hr><br><div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/N7zpdtD.jpg)</div>As Hulk and Red She Hulk stood atop the roof of her apartment, the city still burned around them. Luckily, the focus of the Ultrons was on Stark tower, so when Betty made her request to Hulk, it was not asking him to commit suicide. Hulk did not understand completely though. He did not have the control over his transformation the way that Betty did and at that moment, he was still amped up from the carnage going on around them. Hulk wanted to please Betty though, <span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Hulk try get puny Banner."</span> Betty's hand on his chest as well as her tone seemed to be working, but there was one problem. When you are a pair of giants shining bright green and red on top of a roof, you are likely to attract attention. <br><br>Betty knew that the longer they stayed on the rooftop, the more likely an Ultron squad would see them and level her apartment before she could retrieve her items. A few things are a surefire way to get Hulk to transform back into, <span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">"Puny Banner,"</span> and showing him affection is one of those. Betty knew this so her next action not only was smart, but effective. She leaned in and gave Hulk a kiss. Hulk was surprised at first, but within moments, Hulk was suppressed and Banner was back in control. "Wow Betty, that was great," He said with a grin, "Lets head inside."
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>23-05-2014, 15:18:11</strong>
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				(http://www.espaciomarvelita.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/Ghost_Rider+Concept_Art_by_Jerad_S_Marantz_02a.jpg)<br><br><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Ghost Rider<br><strong>Location:</strong> New York Street outside Avenger's Mansion<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Rogue/X-23 (Directly), Capt. Wolverine, Black Cat/Deadpool (directly), Venom, Open</span><br><br>The Rider was the last person to step off the train. The moment his presence left the engine, it reverted back to that of a standard transit train. It groaned, and squeaked as it sank into the asphalt, and tilting to oneside. The Rider started to walk towards the battle, scanning, picking his targets. in his right hand, his fiery chain wrapped around his wrist, and in his left he drew what looked like an ancient cap, and ball revolver from a western style Gunbelt. The Rider was ready for War!<br><br>Gun:<br>(http://milpas.cc/rifles/ZFiles/Pistols/LeMat%20Revolvers/Lemat.jpg)<br><br>It didn't take long for the Rider to see his first Targets. He watched as a young girl was trying to descend with another one in her arms. The one was on fire, and the Rider suspected that she wouldn't be long for this world. Yet, the other was savable. However, Three Ultron Drones was diving right for them. He raised his Pistol, and took aim, thumb pulling back the Hammer as the cylinder slowly rotated a Fresh charge into the Barrel. He pulled the trigger, and the Hammer fell with Finality. The Hand gun sounded like a Howitzer going off as a fiery bullet screamed through the air, and smashed through two of the Drones. With a flick of his wrist, The Rider let his chain fly, and it wrapped around the Abdomen of the Last Drone, yanking it from the Sky. Smashing it against the ground. Shattering it to pieces. This should give Rogue, and X-23 time to clear the battle, and catch a breather. <br><br>The Rider then started to walk into the heart of the Fray. The closest to him were Black Cat, and Deadpool. As Deadpool lopped of the Arms of the Drone for Cat, another dropped in right behind him. The Rider quickly raised his demonic Revolver, and fired. Sending a bullet just over Wade's shoulder into the chest of the Ultron Drone. Destroying it before it could attack Wade. The Rider only paused his gait a moment as he stood by Black Cat. He gave her a glance, almost as if to see if she was alright. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Loves</strong> on <strong>24-05-2014, 05:49:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i975.photobucket.com/albums/ae240/samanthamazur/Vdu7FgAk6rKd_zpsc4407f20.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>Felicia Hardy/Black Cat (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=202758.msg9932062#msg9932062)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Avenger's Mansion <br><strong>Time:</strong> 1:30 ish<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Ghost Rider, Captain America, Deadpool, Agent Venom, Laura Kinney, Rogue, Wolverine,&nbsp; and parched in a pear tree!&nbsp; &nbsp;Open<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> <del> This &nbsp;(http://i975.photobucket.com/albums/ae240/samanthamazur/ZTzDOztBjdw5_zps329c8f3d.jpg)</del> <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; Her Black Cat Costume &nbsp;(http://i975.photobucket.com/albums/ae240/samanthamazur/black_cat_0010_by_raffaelemarinetti-d3l3114_zps715a8b96.jpg)<br><br></span></span><hr>&nbsp; <br><br>What the hell was his problem! Cat wondered as she moved swiftly to keep from being nothing but a grease mark on the ground. The crazy fool was dropping the bots right in front of her! Sure he had weakened them by pulling their arms off, but they still had laser for eyes! She was too busy jumping out of the way with each bot landing before her to be able to do much, but in her mind she was soooooo&nbsp; flipping Deadpool the bird!&nbsp; Honestly, if this was some sick way of showing that he cared then Felicia was pretty sure she would do better if he cared a lot less!&nbsp; <br><br>The ground trembled as the Rider moved along side of Felicia. He was intimidating. Every instinct inside of her screamed out… Run! Run now!&nbsp; But she held her ground. After all she had done nothing wrong… at least not today. The sound of the beasts powering up had Cat looking back at the presents that had been thrown at her feet. One of them had come out of the short lived daze and was preparing to blast her. <br><br>And still the ground trembled beneath her.<br><br><em>Right about now I could use the ground to open up and swallows these bots whole!</em> <br><br>Amazingly, the ground shook harder this time, almost as if it was reacting from her thoughts. A giant sinkhole gave way beneath the piled up drones, causing Cat to stumble back out of the way, almost bumping into Rider… not a good thing considering he’s all flamey! Thankfully she stopped herself by balancing on the edge of the hole. <strong>”Crap, crap, crap, crap!”</strong> she called out over and over, watching as the bots kept falling to their doom.&nbsp; Another rumble from deep within the earth had Felicia falling backwards onto her backside, and thankfully to safety! <br><br>It had never occurred to her that the cause of the tremors could have been a reaction from the train jumping tracks, or the transformation from the Ghost Train to the normal commuter style… but whatever the cause, be in natural or mystical, she would gladly take them!&nbsp; <br><br>Crawling towards the edge she looked down at the abyss and whistled. <strong>”Now that was convenient!”</strong> As if answering, the bot that had been preparing his laser kiss shot one last time, sending a blast upwards causing Cat to have to roll out of the way or otherwise get burnt. She lay on her back, arms spread wide at the side and grinned. She would need a moment or two in order to recover, but the bug to do good and destroy these invaders was growing stronger with each passing moment. Was this how it felt to be a hero? She doubted it. Death wasn’t supposed to be fun… was it?<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moon Hound Hati</strong> on <strong>24-05-2014, 22:20:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/a0/Punisher-Warzone-Icon1.jpg)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Frank Castle / Punisher<br><strong>Location:</strong> Safehouse located somewhere in the New York subway system<br><strong>Time:</strong> 13:45 to 14:22<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Open <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Strapping on his Kevlar vest, which carries that iconic Punisher skull<br><br></span></span><hr><br>Clockwork thirteen fourty-five hundred hours it began.<br><br>There was a small television set Frank had set up in the corner of his underground safehouse. It was an old, banged up tube TV set he'd salvaged from a scrapheap. Its purpose was not entertainment, as with pretty much anything the vigilante known as Punisher did, but rather to keep on top of current local events via the news. It was still one of the best sources when it came to crime and criminals and anything that was happening many yards above him, in the city of New York.<br><br>Suddenly, the female reporter who had been speaking about a the robbery of a jewelry store was silenced, causing the middle-aged man to look up from his work. Laying down the gun in his hands, he slowly circled around the workbench, approaching the TV. A metallic, robotic voice spoke. <strong>"The world you knew is over. The age of man is over, the age of flesh and bone is over. Now we enter my age, the age of ULTRON!"</strong> It said with the typical self-important sense of grandeur that most criminals and "super" villians seemed to suffer from. <strong>"My attempts in the past to overthrow you have been foiled by the Avengers and others like them... But now they are no more significant to me then the smartest termite and as such they shall be eradicated. Most of you shall not survive the culling but those that do have one option. To submit, submit or die their is no other alternative."</strong><br><br>And then the transmition cut out, returning back the regular broadcasting. It showed the main anchors of the newsprogram, all displaying the same expression of shock, confusion and even a little terror. He'd seen it often enough on the faces of innocents and criminals alike. It was the sort of expression one would have when faced with something uncertain and unknown, but at the same time obviously dangerous.<br><br>Just moments later the ground, the walls and ceiling all shook violently. This was no earthquake though, but rumbling caused by explosions above. Frank Castle did not know who the strange robot had been that had sent out the arrogant message, but one thing was certain: it wasn't messing around. When the news switched to live images of the events going on in the streets of New York, he could see clearly the siege the city now found itself under. Machine upon machine dashed through the airspace, raining down death and destruction, innocent civilians scattering left and right in terror, many cut down without a chance. At first he had thought this Ultron to be a fool to simply reveal himself like that, with such blatant arrogance, but a mere fool would not have such firepower under his control.<br><br><div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/18/FrankCastle_Armor.jpg)</div>Dashing back to his equipment lockers and gunracks, Frank moved with urgency and haste to put on his usual Kevlar armor and began arming himself to the teeth. There was no moment to spare, no moment to stop and think. It had been a long time since he had last seen an actual war <del>&nbsp; &nbsp;</del> the one he was waging with the criminals in this city not withstanding <del>&nbsp; &nbsp;</del> up close, but what was happening above had all the signs. Now was not the time to lay out a carefully crafted plan. Now was the time to act, to save as many innocent civilians as he could.<br><br>Holstering a pistol, Frank reached for an assault rifle when a loud, metallic bang echoed through the safehouse. Pausing with weapon in hand, his head slowly turned towards the only entrance: a narrow passage that lead into one of the many subway tunnels beneath the city. Then, another bang. Something was attempting to knock down the three inches thick steel door and, by the sound of it, it wasn't going to hold much longer!<br><br><strong>"Shit!"</strong> Cursing under his breath he scrambled to take position, crouching down behind his workbench, raising the assault rifle in his hands to aim towards the entrance passage. His hand moved with haste, flipping the safety off and preparing the weapon for combat.<br><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/2d/FrankCastle_WithRifle.jpg)</div><br>Punisher's safehouse was then breached, the heavy metal door designed to withstand even a bomb explosion flung into the main chamber with ridiculous force, sailing past his head and embedding itself into the concrete wall on the far side of the room. Frank did not flinch, keeping his aim steady and directed on the dark corridor. An experienced war veteran and vigilante with nerves of steel, he willed himself to remain calm and alert. The flight part of his fight or flight instinct had long ago been shown the door and told to move out. He would no longer allow himself to be the victim of fear. Instead, he taught those he'd punish the meaning of the word.<br><br>Slow, heavy steps resonated in the silence. They were metallic in nature, so it came to no surprise when a man-sized machine painted a bright gold colour stepped into view. It stopped when spotting Frank, who didn't wait to ask questions and immediately opened fire. Bullets flew rapidly from the barrel of his assault rifle, hitting the metal man squire in the chest and head, but to little effect, as they did little more then scratch the thing's damn paintjob. Its ruby eyes flashing, the drone raised its arm, pointing palm towards him. When Frank saw a bright red light growing rapidly there, he knew he had to get the hell out of dodge.<br><br>Punisher leaped backwards in a nick of time, a bright red laserbeam speeding towards his previous location, destroying most of his workbench in one hit. Stumbling back against one of the gunracks, Frank quickly discarded the rifle in his hands, its ammo spent with no other clips readily at hand to reload, and grabbed whatever was closest to him just before he was forced to leap out of his enemies range of fire again, the second beam burning a huge hole through the rack, rendering most weapons it held completely useless.<br><br>Rolling into a crouching position, Frank flipped the safety off the Heckler &amp; Koch MP5 he had managed to save and returned fire. Much like before though, the bullets seemed to have little effect. He might as well have been tossing paper spit balls at it!<br><br>The drone fired once more, burning a straight line into the concrete floor as its target dashed between the rows of gun and equipment lockers. It slowly walked forward, seemingly in no hurry to kill Frank off, walking at a casual pace with arm still raised, shooting beam upon deadly red beam in the general direction of where the middle-aged human male leaped back and forth to evade fire. While Punisher was indeed in a bad position, he found himself having one advantage: the thing was underestimating him severely. It wasn't the first to do so, and Frank would be damned if it was the last!<br><br>This safehouse was a lair of his own design. He knew every nook and cranny, knew every locker and rack he had placed there, knew all their contents, right down to the number of clips and bullets. Slowly but surely he managed to leap and roll himself to the one he wanted to reach, narrowly avoiding red hot death each time.<br><br>The latest beam sent the locker he wished to reach tumbling over, spilling its explosive contents across the floor. Down flat on his stomach, Punisher quickly lunged forward, grabbing hold of his gambit: a belt with a row of grenades hanging from it. His fingers worked without a moment's hesitation, pulling pin after pin from all six grenades. Rising up to his feet, he came face to face with his foe, who stood ten to twelve yards away. <strong>"Catch!"</strong> Frank yelled out just as the drone turned its arm to aim its palm laser at him once more, tossing the belt at the machine's feet. Apparently not the brightest bulb out of the robot factory, the drone decided to simply look down, the explosion happening just a moment after.<br><br>Frank had crouched behind the lockers for cover, raising his head again tentatively as dust and shaking had subsided <del>&nbsp; &nbsp;</del> though faint shaking could still be heard and felt coming from above. Taking the pistol out of its holster, he slowly approached the drone's last known location, finding only most of its upper body, minus half an arm, remaining. It lightly spazzed, the lights behind the red eyes flickering and jolts of electricity spilling from exposed wires. It attempted to raise its remaining hand at Frank, but had suffered too much damage from the explosion to actually activate the laser.<br><br><strong>"Tsk..."</strong> Crouching down, Punisher placed the deadly end of his pistol against one of the robots eyes, finger on the trigger. <strong>"Punk,"</strong> was all he said before unloading the entire clip, one bullet at a time, into the drone's metallic skull, finishing it off.<br><br>Looking around, he could now see precisely how much damage that one drone had inflicted upon his safehouse. Gunracks and lockers were melted down, metal still bright orange and red from the heat, with burn marks of the machine's laser present on walls, floor and ceiling as well. It was miracle none of the explosives had been hit and bullets were instantly vaporized by the heat, otherwise Frank might have gotten hit or killed by them, rather then the drone.<br><br>No time to thank God or whatever though. There were still innocent people in need of saving!<br><br>Punisher set about salvaging whatever he could, arming himself with a military grade assault rifle with custom scope, grenades and explosives, and even a rocket launcher. Of course, he also took plenty of ammunition, slipping clips into pouches and onto belts. Strapping the rocket launcher to his back, he set out into the subway system, jogging towards the nearest subway station, which took him a good ten minutes. No other drones were spotted along the way, but once he arrived at the station, he found many civilians running around in complete disarray. Ascending the staircase leading to the streets of downtown New York, he had to push past many screaming and panicing people, all of them rushing down into the subway system.<br><br><strong>"Punisher!"</strong> A cop in bright blue uniform hailed him halfway up, pistol in hand and ready to fight, but visibly shaking with fear as much as the civilians passing by them. <strong>"It's hell out there!"</strong><br><br><strong>"Lead people off the streets. Make them take shelter in the subway. It's not perfect, but it's a hell of a lot saver then up there!"</strong> Punisher told the cop, cocking assault rifle as he began climbing the staircase again. The cop nodded, yelling and gesturing for people to move down into the subway.<br><br>Reaching the top, Frank was met by warzone. Death and destruction were everywhere, with drones racing through the skies, picking people off like ants, deadly red laserbeams turning anyone and anything into ashes. Taking cover by a streetcorner, he peeked around and began opening fire with his rifle, aiming at the bright yellow robots flying down the streets, naturally funneled by the buildings. Again, whatever shots did hit, only scratched them, at best.<br><br><strong>"I'm gonna need a bigger gun,"</strong> he muttered to himself as slipped a fresh clip of ammo into his weapon.
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darth Dredd</strong> on <strong>25-05-2014, 15:44:01</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1048.photobucket.com/albums/s369/judgecred/magneto_zpsbeae158b.jpg)</div><hr><strong>Name:</strong> Max Eisenhardt/Magneto<br><strong>Location: </strong> Jean Grey School for Gifted Youngsters<br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:00<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Psylocke, Open, all available X-Men<br><strong>Wearing:</strong>&nbsp; See image.<br><br><hr><br>Magneto continued to battle against the mechanical monstrosities, a look of solemn confidence on his face, even if his mind had already realized that this was a one sided battle. If it were as simple as Psylocke and himself leaving the institute, there really wouldn't be much stopping them, but making sure that the children also made it was a major complication. Magneto could potentially shield the X-Jet filled with students from danger if given the chance, but moving and protecting the Jet would take up much of his concentration, making it harder to stay on any kind of offense. They needed reinforcements, yet none of the other X-Men appeared to be in the vicinity, most likely dealing with the similar situations all over the city, if not the world. But these children had to be saved; they were the future of mutant kind, which couldn't survive another decimation.<br><br>"Where is it..?" Magneto muttered to himself, as he sent a fleet of shrapnel into the body and face of an Ultron Sentry attempting to attack him from behind. His second sense for various metals searched the sub levels of the mansion, looking for something particular. He wrapped a lamp post around another Sentry, and launched it like a missile into another squad, knocking all of them out of the air. Finally, he found what he was looking for, and began the rigorous task of safely moving the item through the sub levels and through the mansion without damaging it. He also brought down yet another car onto a Sentry, before ripping the engine out and sending that through the sky, pinball-ing it between multiple Sentries in an attempt to keep them off of him. At last, the item (an X-Men comm device) rocketed through one of the already shattered windows, and landed safely in Magneto's hand, who quickly attached it to his belt and activated it. The message would only reach X-Men with similar devices, but if they were with other heroes then that would certainly make their chances of survival that much greater.<br><br>"If any X-Man or Woman can read this message, please respond. This is Magneto; the Jean Gray School for Gifted Youngsters has fallen. Most of the staff is dead, and a few of the students are as well; only Psylocke and myself are in the area. I understand that these attacks are most likely occurring everywhere, but we still have children on site that must be evacuated. We can hold off these monsters for a while longer, but they are beginning to overwhelm us, and eventually they will adapt to our tactics. If any of you are within range of the school, please help us. Ultron sees them as a threat, and will not hesitate in killing even the smallest Mutant child. Please...hurry. Magneto stated, his voice beginning to show signs of fatigue as he ended the message. Magneto looked up just in time to see a large squad of Sentries floating ahead of him, all locked onto him. He began to lift a large pile of shrapnel and debris behind himself, a look of anger flashing across his features.<br><br>"What are you waiting for, Monsters? We have faced extinction countless times before, but we always find a way." Magneto stated defiantly, launching another wave of metal at his foes. A few were torn apart by the onslaught he had just unleashed, while the others quickly retaliated by firing concentrated beams directly at Magneto. He just barely managed to summon his shield again, and yet was still sent flying backwards by the collective force of the attacks. His shield held on just long enough to protect him as he flew through the outer wall of the Mansion, but quickly fell before it could save him from being slammed through one of the inner walls of the building. Magneto's body hit the floor hard, rolling a few times before coming to a stop. He groaned and coughed as he forced himself up to his hands and knees, wiping away the trail of blood from his mouth. He looked through the holes in the walls his body had just created, and saw three more sentries outside, charging for another blast.<br><br>"The Humans, Extraterrestrials, Gods...they have all tried..." Magneto said, before a refrigerator flew out from another room, over his head, and struck two of the three sentries. The last sentry fired it's blast, but not before Magneto began flying to the left. He zoomed through the open doorways and halls of the mansion, as the beam began to tear deeper into the structure. Magneto built up just enough energy to form a weak shield that was just strong enough to protect him as he blasted his way through the outer wall of the mansion, pulling a few pieces of rebar out of the building as he curved through the sky. He quickly flew up behind the still firing sentry, shoving the pieces of rebar into the robots body, snaking the long pieces of metal through it's body, until he had control over the head and torso. The damage done to the sentry forced it to continue firing its beam, even as Magneto used a manhole cover to sheer it's arms and legs off.<br><br>"You are nothing but a mistake...a failure created by Humans. What hope do you have of accomplishing what they could not?" Magneto whispered into the Ultron sentries head, assuming that Ultron itself could hear what he said. As other sentries began to approach, Magneto forced the weaponized sentry to turn towards it's former allies, it's beam shredding many of the attackers to pieces. "I will fight all who threaten us until I can not fight anymore...until I stop breathing I will always be there to end abominations such as you... He flew up into the sky, his 'weapon' floating beside him as he turned it to blast any attacker that approached him.<br><br>"...and I don't intend to stop any time soon."
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pumpkin Seeds</strong> on <strong>25-05-2014, 17:39:44</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://borradorcero.files.wordpress.com/2013/09/http3a2f2fimagescale-tumblr-com2fimage2f12802f2340a3be45bbdd1bcbb8f30063ad07d62ftumblr_msu4r0fqr1.jpg)</div><br><strong>Name:</strong> Elisabeth Braddock aka Psylocke<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Jean Grey School for Gifted Youngsters<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:00<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Magneto, Open<br><br>Through the hallways of the mansion, Psylocke stalked with expert grace.&nbsp; Long legs carried her down the corridors that were now littered with bodies and blood.&nbsp; The distraction had lasted only so long before the robots pressed forward into the delicate interior of the mansion.&nbsp; Children and adults alike lay in various states of death.&nbsp; Others might have felt the burning anger of retribution or the dark pangs of guilt inside her stomach, but she remained a frigid creature.&nbsp; Already her mind ticked off the fallen as if compiling a secret registry and she knew that the majority were still very much alive and fleeing for their lives.&nbsp; Psylocke kept her focus on giving those children and their guardians the best chance for survival.&nbsp; Almond eyes narrowed with determination as she became the hunter now.&nbsp; <br><br>From the sheath her sword slipped out, while around her a psychic presence was assumed to hide her from the mechanical sensors for the monstrosities.&nbsp; Children screamed and she came, the blade sliding silently into the belly of the beast that haunted them.&nbsp; Psylocke remained a ghost to the machine, but a ghost whose touch was very much real.&nbsp; Already she knew a signal was being sent to the other drones that an assault was performed.&nbsp; Even as she drove the blade deeper for a killing blow she knew her time was wearing down.&nbsp; Quickly she gestured for the children to flee down a secret passage before she withdrew the blade.&nbsp; The sword was lifted and replaced into the sheath.&nbsp; From a bandolier she produced a small cylinder.&nbsp; Such advanced machines could only be fooled for so long.&nbsp; Smoke poured through the device just as the mansion was rocked with the actions of Magneto.&nbsp; Regret touched her for a moment that she had seemingly abandoned the man, but that feeling was short lived.&nbsp; Should they live, he would understand the need for their separation now.&nbsp; When the drones approached their sensors were befuddled by a natural camouflage of thermal smoke.&nbsp; Combined with her psychic powers, the machines would soon find themselves assaulted anew by the reported ghost.<br><br>This time though the metal bodies were torn asunder by explosive ammunition belched forth by the Kris slung at her side.&nbsp; Quickly she unleashed havoc upon them as the weapon’s advanced machinery kept the recoil minimal so that she could accurately fire automatic bursts of fire.&nbsp; Fragments tore into the walls as the rounds exploded in rapid succession and the two drones fell from their post.&nbsp; Yet only one had the sense to die quietly while the other pitched forward to slide along the floor toward her.&nbsp; A massive explosion rocked the hallway floor, destroying the supports so that the ground beneath her lurched forward.&nbsp; Instinct took over so that she tucked forward to roll amongst the metal bodies of her enemies and the flesh bodies of former colleagues and friends.&nbsp; Psylocke’s body rolled forward and then flew as the makeshift ramp of the floor cast her forward through the heavy glass of the machine.<br><br>Shards cut her body, slicing her flesh before her body landed harshly on the grounds outside.&nbsp; Quickly her hand grasped the pistol at her side as another cylinder and smoke were activated.&nbsp; Laser fire ignited the ground near her, but this time she merely took aim with the high powered pistol.&nbsp; From the smoke she made her stand as she returned fire beneath the feet of the rising Magneto.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>25-05-2014, 22:18:42</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://images.contactmusic.com/images/feature-images/captain-america-scarlett-johansson-636-370.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Natasha Romanov/Black Widow <br><strong>Location:</strong> Traincart above the city.<br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:15<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Mimic<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Civilian Clothes<br><br></span></span><hr><br>Widow made sure the Civilians from the train were safe, resureing them that the Avengers had fought Ultron before and bested him. She said the team united would easily bring him down and Avenge those souls who had been killed by his drones. She told a Doctor (who seemed to take leader of the group) to keep them as underground as possible and to get food from one of the nearby stores, cans and such and stay underground until the situation was resolved. She gave him a frequency to contact her if trouble broke out, she assured them she would be back once a secure location with Cap and the others. Natasha left them hopefully with some semblance of hope, and with Steves speech still ringing in their collective ears. The red head then made her way towards the secret HYDRA base where she was to meet the others. <br><br>Half way to the location she saw a super-powerd being looking to be in alot of distress. At first glance she could have sworn it was Warren Worthington the Third aka Archangel of the X-men, but on a closer look as she saw him flapping about looking rather out of it she realised it was Mimic. He was a enemy of the X-men and had recently been a porn in Norman Osoburnes games. Mimic had been recruited as part of Osborne's *Dark* Avengers as Tony called them. She ran up to him trying not to gain any attention from the Ultrons which were flying overhead. "Calvin?" she called out rather tentatively. "Calvin Rankin?" Tasha said using his real name hopeing to get him to calm down.
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elven Sex Goddess</strong> on <strong>26-05-2014, 03:39:43</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://jamietyndall.com/wp-content/uploads/d50ec06953f23b5637a916604b41be07-d2yrazk.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Laura Kinney<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Near Avenger's mansion<br><br><strong>Time:</strong>&nbsp; 14:05 to 14:16<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Logan/(Wolverine), Rogue,&nbsp; Ghost Rider, Deadpool. Agent Venom, Black Cat and Captain America.<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong>&nbsp; Civilian clothing&nbsp; (see second picture)<br></span><br><br><br><br>Laura is furiously trying to beat down the flames that cover her body,&nbsp; she is screaming as she attempts this.&nbsp; &nbsp; Her claws have retracted back into her body.&nbsp; &nbsp;The flames have really engulfed her.&nbsp; &nbsp; Rogue drops her on to the top of the train cart.<br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"> (I'll take out,&nbsp; but moving story along if not ok that Rogue drops onto the train.</div></div><br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://cdn2.bigcommerce.com/server5900/0ba1d/products/3708/images/8382/budget_burn_body_61__77460.1378945167.215.215.JPG?c=2)</div>The flames have diminished some on their own.&nbsp; Simply because material to burn is running out.&nbsp; &nbsp;Even as she burns the pain intense a hellish agony.&nbsp; &nbsp;Something Logan would know about, for her healing heals her only to burn again.&nbsp; &nbsp; Laura rolls on the train smothering and putting out the fire.&nbsp; &nbsp;Now she is a horrid sight of oozing burn flesh, her hair has been burnt off.&nbsp; &nbsp; Parts of her skin has literally melted.&nbsp; &nbsp; She lay there not moving.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Fighting to stay awake the intensity of pain threatening to knock her out and worst put&nbsp; her into a state of shock.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Like a&nbsp; one of those speed timed photo capture sequences over a period of time speeded up.&nbsp; Is how it looks with Laura as her high rate of healing is engaged.&nbsp; &nbsp;Hair begins growing back out,&nbsp; skin begins to shift and reform growing back at a incredible rate.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Her eyes are close as she is gritting her teeth.&nbsp; Trying not to think about the pain.&nbsp; &nbsp; But with each passing moment the pain is lessening as more of her self is healing.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br><div class="floatright">(http://ist1-1.filesor.com/pimpandhost.com/5/3/2/5/53250/2/9/l/L/29lLc/X-23_Nude.jpg)</div>&nbsp; Finally her eyes open and Laura sits up.&nbsp; &nbsp;She is near heal as if she weren't burn over nearly hundred percent of her body only about five percent now is still healing.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Through there is one thing that she could not heal and that is the clothes she had been wearing as they have been incinerated in the blazing inferno she had been wrapped in.&nbsp; &nbsp;As she sits on and is now in just her birthday suit.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;The stories never talk about incidents like this.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>Laura is no ordinary heroine.&nbsp; She is a trained ruthless assassin.&nbsp; &nbsp;She would set her right hand down and brace herself and turn and begin to rise up to stand on top of the train.&nbsp; &nbsp;It is plainly evident that she is going to be looking to get back into the fray of things at that moment.&nbsp; &nbsp; Not realizing that a retreat is being called.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Since being on fire had been a great distraction for her.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>Also would one of the other heroes be a gentleman and give their shirt of there back for her to cover up.&nbsp; Through she doesn't seem to have a modesty about&nbsp; the state of dress she is in.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>26-05-2014, 03:59:02</strong>
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				(http://www.espaciomarvelita.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/Ghost_Rider+Concept_Art_by_Jerad_S_Marantz_02a.jpg)<br><br><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>NAME:</strong> Ghost Rider<br><strong>Location:</strong> Near Avenger's mansion<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Laura (Directly), Rogue, Black Cat, Deadpool, Venom, Capt, Wolverine, Open</span><br><br>The Rider stands by Black Cat, and Wade, and continues to dispatch The Drones as they close on him, and Black Cat. Seeing the Ground fall away underneath a group was rather impressive, and gave the Cat a curiosory glance to see if she actually did that on purpose. However, soon, his attention would be directed back towards the train were he feels that Soul of the girl that he expected to burn to death continue on. The Rider had to remember there were more to many humans than meets the eye. As was demonstrated by the appearance of a Ebony haired beauty of Lethal Grace. <br><br>Let it not be said that the Rider was not considerate as he slowly unzipped his heavy leather Jacket, and tossed it to the now Naked girl. The heavy weight Riding Jacket falling at Laura's feet with a "Whump". <br><br>Jacket tossed to Laura:<br>(http://www.vansonleathers.com/images/jackets/er/e_md.jpg)<br><br>Now without his Jacket, everyone could see that the Flames of the Rider didn't simply engulf his head, but his entire body. The Cotton T-shirt looked like it was burning at the helm, but the muscles could clearly be seen perfectly. As if the T-shirt was painted over the statue of a greek God. It would be the Rider's intent to remain behind, and ensure that the Innocents were able to escape to safety. <br><br>The Rider stood there, Fire swirling up his bony arms as his knuckles popped. He was channeling his energy. Suddenly his eyes glowed like the sun as a Massive wall of Flames broke from the Street. Reaching six stories into the Air. It separated The Heroes from the Ultron Death Drones that would seek their destruction. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Matttheman89</strong> on <strong>26-05-2014, 05:05:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.blogcdn.com/news.moviefone.com/media/2013/07/captain-america-chris-evans.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Steve Rogers/Captain America<br><strong>Location:</strong> Near Avenger's Mansion<br><strong>Time:</strong> <br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Black Widow, Ghost Rider, Deadpool. Agent Venom, Black Cat, Rogue, Wolverine, Laura<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Civilian Clothes.<br><br></span></span><hr><br>Steve reached down to help Logan to his feet as the mutant fell from the sky to land in front of him. "Well, Ultron decided today was a good day to interrupt the first date I'd been on since the 40s, so I've been better." Steve said as he held out his other hand to catch his returning shield, having managed to hit an Ultron Drone in the back of the head and bring it down. He didn't see any other members of the Avenger's Unity Squad in the area, so he could only hope that they just hadn't been here when the attack had started. Otherwise...well...he didn't want to think about otherwise.<br><br>As the fighting raged around them, Steve's eyes were drawn over to X-23, currently strewn out on the ground, burnt down to a husk after being set aflame by the Ultron Drones. It was a horrific sight, but she still seemed to be alive. Knowing that she was a clone of Wolverine, Steve hoped her healing factor would be able to save her, and as he saw it beginning to take effect, remained nearby, shield at the ready to defend her from any Ultron Drones looking for an easy mark. He fought the Drones off as best he could over the next few minutes, catching energy blasts on his shield, and engaging a few of the Drones in hand to hand whenever they came close.<br><br>He swung his shield at an Ultron's head, only to grimace when the Drone caught it in a vice-like grip in it's metallic hand. "<strong>Submit or die!</strong>" the Drone warbled, it's eyes beginning to glow as it readied to unleash a laser volley upon Captain America. He only had seconds to react. Just as the Drone fired, Steve ducked, narrowly missing losing his head as he slipped his arm out of the loop for his shield. Touching the generator for his Energy Shield on his wrist, he slammed it into the Drone's chest, sparks flying as it tore into vital systems for the robot. "<strong>Submit or die! Submit or-bzzt!</strong>"<br><br>Shutting down the Energy Shield to conserve it's power, he pulled his other shield free and slipped it back into his arm. Looking back at X-23, he quickly averted his eyes, noticing that she was now completely naked. Thankfully, the Ghost Rider tossed her his jacket, giving her at least some coverage. Now that she was safe, he turned his attention back to the rest of the battle, and the sight wasn't uplifting. They had defeated dozens of Ultron Drones, but there were still plenty in the area. At this rate, they could be overwhelmed if the fight continued too long. "We need to get moving, everyone!" Captain America called, looking for a way to get out of the area.<br><br>Thankfully, a way out was provided for them, when Ghost Rider suddenly conjured up a six story tall column of fire between them and the Ultron Drones. It was an impressive display of power, a clear sign of the ability of the Spirit of Vengeance. Frowning, he realized what the Rider intended. He was going to stall for time. He warred with himself over what to do for a second, before coming to the only real choice. "Avengers! Retreat! Retreat!" he shouted as loudly as he could to be heard over the sounds of battle. He hated to leave someone behind in this, but Ghost Rider was powerful. If anyone had a chance of staying alive out here, it would be him. <br><br>Once he was sure everyone heard him, he turned and started running. It felt like that was all they had done since Ultron had started running. He wanted to fight. But now wasn't the time. He needed to get as many of the Heroes as he could to the decommissioned Hydra Base he had used during the Civil War, so they could regroup.<br><br>((I'm just gonna jump us ahead a little here. Don't feel discouraged from having things happen on the way during the jump though.))<br><br>(http://www.moviestillsdb.com/media/pictures/m/57/572bf8b0e327e1fa1210aa3904e72213.jpg)<br><br>Some time later, after tense traveling through the city, Steve had led those with him to a very large warehouse on the far outskirts of New York. The Ultrons hadn't come out this far, given that it was some distance from anything important. So for now at least, it would be safe. Steve wasn't foolish enough to think that an Ultron Drone wouldn't come out here eventually, but the Base hidden beneath the warehouse was completely off the grid, so with any luck, it would be undetectable to Ultron's systems. It had served Captain America and the rest of the Anti-Registration Forces well in the past, and it looked like it's time had come again. Heading to the entrance, he got the doors open, and led everyone inside. "Even Iron Man wasn't able to find this place, so we'll be safe from Ultron here." he explained as he activated a secret entrance that led to the actual base.<br><br>While it was far from a 5-star hotel, it would have more than enough room for all of them to get some rest without bumping elbows with each other. Steve had never taken account of how much space the base had actually had, but back during the Civil War, when they had been housing a much larger group, they had had little trouble finding room for everyone. "Is everyone alright? If anyone's hurt, there should still be medical supplies left over from the last time I used this place, in the Medical Wing." Steve said to the group, suddenly realizing how tired he was himself. It had been a long day, and all of the aches and pains from the long battle were now beginning to catch up with him. He didn't feel like he could rest though, until he knew everyone was set. Natasha hadn't arrived yet either, which had him worried.
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sasquatch421</strong> on <strong>26-05-2014, 18:46:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/1d/Colossus2.png)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Piotr Nikolaievitch Rasputin/ Colossus/ Juggernaut&nbsp; <br><strong>Location:</strong> Jean Grey School for Gifted Youngsters<br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:00<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Magneto, Psylocke, walking tuna cans <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Old X-Men uniform<br><br></span></span><hr><br><em>"What am I doing here?"</em> Piotr asked himself for what had to be the thirtieth time this past fifteen minutes... After everything that has happened and the anger he felt towards his former teammates, still when the shit hit the fan he came back to the school. In his arms is a shaking body of one of the female students as the big Russian herds the others towards a safe room for them. He would much prefer to be armored, but with Magneto up there tossing everything but the metal sinks... His eyes are drawn as hole appear in the floor and a pair of metal sinks go flying. Well OK, so he is using them... Still Piotr is needed here at the moment and armoring up would just result in him ending up in the thick of battle. Once the students were safely inside he puts the injured girl in with them and looks at the oldest students there, "You are in charge... Stay in here and do not come out until one of us comes and gets you all..."<br><br>Turning he shuts the door and starts running through the mansion. Moving up stairs and around corners he decides the roof would be the best spot and luckily there was an access door. The faint smell of ozone tickles his nose as the world around him becomes a little greyer and the sounds quieter as his body shifts into organic metal. Everything about him changes, and he does mean down to his swimmers. Piotr has no clue why the memory of that session between him and Katya came up, but it is a fond memory in a slew of bad ones. Unconcerned for the state of the school since it was a mess already Colossus just crashes through the door and makes his way over the roof to stare at the drones. One of them repeats it's tired phrase, <strong>"Submit or die..."</strong> At that point Piotr was officially ready to shut them up. A glance towards Magneto and a hurt, but still standing Betsy brought his anger up. Eyes shift back towards the drones as Piotr shouts, Idiots! Don't you know who the FUCK I AM?"<br><br>Gathering his legs underneath him Colossus leaps high into the air as he triggers the next stage of his transformation. Crimson energy courses over his body as he calls upon the Gem of Cyttorak. His mass swell even further as the armor of the Juggernaut surrounds him... The domed helmet covers his head and crimson bands encircle biceps, forearms and his fingers. His heavier body causes him to fall faster and crush down upon the drone that persisted in that lame phrase. Reaching down Juggernaut rips the arms up and completely off the drones torso, before he lifts a large boot and crushes it's head. Looking back up at the drones he shoots forward into the midst of them as he finishes his words from earlier, I'M THE JUGGERNAUT, BITCH!"<br>_______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________<br><br><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/27/Mimic.jpg)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Calvin Rankin/ Mimic<br><strong>Location:</strong> Somewhere in New York<br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:15<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Natasha <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> His Dark Avengers uniform<br><br></span></span><hr><br>What should he do? Calvin had just been out for a leisurly flight when the attacks happened... It tore him between rushing to see to any allies or helping the civilians that really needed it. He looks down at a group of people caught on a roof with drones closing in on them, and almost flew away. A rare moment of clarity hits him as he turns back whispering a single sentence, "I was an X-Man once..." Folding his wings he dives down at the group without a thought of his own personal safety. Looking towards the drones he channels the powers he has held the longest and knew the best... The drones find out that he's there the hard way as the first of them is hammered down with a crimson blast from Calvin's eyes. His hand points down and generates a sheet of ice that propels him forward on a Bobby Drake trademarked ice slide...<br><br>The free hand comes up as he circles around the drones blasting them with alternating shots of ice and optic blasts. Finally one of the drones gets a lucky break when a blast from the drones own eyes shatters the ice slide and sends Calvin spinning towards another. The other drone swings a metal fist towards a recovering Calvin when it gets surprised as Mimic grabs the arm and swings around it. Momentum brings Calvin around to bound off its shoulder and blast it in the face with a point blank optic blast. Wings work to take him around he hits the roof of the building as the first recovers enough to come after him. Only the drone doesn't make it as Calvin lifts a car from the ground using telekinetic power to slam up into it, then send it down and finishing it off.<br><br>Next moments he spends taking the survivors down to street level where they run off. As he comes down from the combat high Calvin suddenly flips as he is bombarded by enemies of his own making. Mimic has had few friends of his own, they might not have been the best of the bunch but they were friends. Weapon Omega, The Blob and the late Moira MacTaggert were the only few he counted. It was actually the late Doctor who he had grown close to before she passed away due to the Legacy Virus and she found that Calvin was Bipolar. Usually it just took the form of anger, but every once and awhile it could get bad enough to give hallucinations. With no access to his medication or a healing factor since his form of Beast's powers didn't include the furry form, it left Calvin in a bad way.<br><br>Flapping around dodging made up enemies he suddenly became aware of someone speaking his name. Turning about he sees Natasha and he also remembers something else... While he was with Osborne's Dark Avengers, he spent a lot of time with the mutant known as Mystique. Those moments had been on the battlefield and even a couple of times in the bedroom, but he kept her powers as well. Remembering that she could heal by shifting between forms, Calvin changes into the first person he sees which just happens to be Natasha standing in front of him. The episode drains away, but he looks to her, "I really don't feel like a battle right now... Things are really bad as it is." Calvin falls silent for a moment before his Natasha form cocks her head at the real one, "Do you mind if I keep this form for a bit longer? I don't have any medication for my bipolar disorder or a healing factor to mimic, and this episode kicked my ass..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>26-05-2014, 19:24:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://fc01.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2013/011/3/1/invisible_woman___legacy_by_dalexisstpierre-d5r5bf9.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Susan Richards/The Invisible Woman <br><strong>Location:</strong> Stark Tower (Whats left of it)<br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:10<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Spider-Woman and Spider-Man <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Uniform<br><br></span></span><hr><br>Susan was totally enraged by everything that was happening around her, she couldn't stop it, couldn't save everyone but she had to try. She watched as Hulk and Red She Hulk jumped off into the distance, which was totally selfish of them...she didn't know how much was Beast and how much was Banner...but they really needed some extra help at the moment and a Hulk and She Hulk would have come in handy. Susan focussed on the other heroes, Spider-man and Spider-woman. Peter had recently survived with her in then Future Foundation, he was a good guy, a close buddy of Johnnys. Johnny....she hoped he was ok...and the kids....oh God the kids. <br><br>The Invisible woman focussed on peter and Spider-Woman, it looked like parker was out of his trademark web fluid which left him vulnerable against the Ultrons. but the Spider Woman seemed to have his back, until two big drones dropped behind them. "Look out!" Sue screamed as she lifted her right hand and crushed the Ultrons together in a powerful force filed which caused her nose to bleed, she was exerting her powers and she knew it. She staggered forward towards them, needing assistance herself. They all needed to regroup and get off the streets. They were been overrun with Ultrons, and she had to wonder...was this it? Was this truly the end? <br><br>She was beyond anger, beyond grief for her loss. But she needed to go on, her kids were still out there and they needed her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>26-05-2014, 19:32:44</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://images.contactmusic.com/images/feature-images/captain-america-scarlett-johansson-636-370.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Natasha Romanov/Black Widow <br><strong>Location:</strong> Outskirts of the city<br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:15<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Mimic<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Civilian Clothes<br><br></span></span><hr><br>Natasha could read Calvins body language and tell he was tierd. As a power set he possessed ultimate possibilities. Very adaptable and in all sorts of combat situations. But his mind was unsteady and that was why he was seen as a loose canon. Not to be trusted. But the world was ending and Ultron was killing millions, strange bedfellows were made in times of war. No one understood this more then she. Approaching him slowly the Black Widow watched as he morphd into her. He asked if he oculd keep this shape for awhile as he didn't have his medication with him. "Of corse Calvin. Whatever you need..." She said with great trepidation still in her voice. <br><br>His skillset was truly amazing. <br><br>"I need to get off the streets and meet up with some other Avengers...we need to put together a strategy and corse of attack. Ultron has no doubt attacked the whole planet....somehow he was found a way to self replicate himself in mass quantity...a skill he never possessed before. I am on my way to meet Captain America and some of the others....we could really use your help. Perhapes if we work together we can find some medication for you as well." She paused, not really knowing anything about him because so little was available on him. He had wanted to be a Xman and fought and duplicated the powers of the original five. But he just wasn't mentally stable enough, not even Xavier could help him when he was alive. But maybe patience would win the day. "The Ultrons dont distinguish and intend to eradicate all life. I know you personally have had run ins with SHEILD and such...but now...we all need to work together.....agreed?"&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>26-05-2014, 19:44:03</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img4.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20131018142657/marvelmovies/images/c/cd/SifDark.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Lady Sif&nbsp; <br><strong>Location:</strong> Stark Tower<br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:15<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Iron Man<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Asguardian Armour<br><br></span></span><hr><br>The Battle raged on! <br><br>Sif sung her sword and shield and took out as many Ultrons as she could. Fowl beasts made of metal and Midguard Science! She slashed her powerful weapon deep into them and took them out by lopping off their hideous heads. She saw the Richards woman had joined the Spider-man and another warrior woman she did not know as well. Truth be told Sif had recently lost her memory and as such she was re-learning who all the protectors of Midguard were. <br><br>But she knew the Iron Man and watched as he valiantly destroyed the hords of Ultron drones. Stark flipped open his mask to reveal his handsome face and he called out to the others to all run into the building which was home to the mighty Avengers. But the Spider-Man and Invisible Woman seemed to occupied to get inside. Richards indicated to Sif that she go in with Stark and they would follow when they could. As much as it pained the Asguardian to leave them they were bar far outnumbered by the drones. "SON OF STARK!" she shouted towards Tony. "I shall join you in your crome tower....lead the way..." And with that she ran and smashed through the glass into what was the lobby area. But a Ultron came behind her and punched her in the back sending her flying across the room and crashing into the wall leaving an all-mighty dent in it. She would need&nbsp; the Son of Starks assistance in besting these beasts. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Garuss Vakarian</strong> on <strong>28-05-2014, 02:56:40</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7Cympyn132c/U3LFaJuuYlI/AAAAAAAAHYw/hPnKP_NdhCU/s1600/xx.jpg)</div>Name: Wade Wilson.<br>Time: 1:30 ish<br>Tag: BlackWidow, Captain America, Wolverine, X 23, Rogue, Venom, Black Cat, Other Deadpool's "Me." "Me.' &nbsp;*The inanimate thought box.... Me.*<br>Wearing: What else ladies? ;) . ((His costume.))<br>Multiple personality notes: Red &nbsp;stands for Wade. Blue &nbsp;stands for smart voice. Orange stands for his thought box. Green is his skater dude voice.<br><br>Mid robo slaughter, Wade turned back around to see what had just screamed past his ear. Quickly realizing that, the rider. Had blasted some kind of ball'o'fire at a drone. "Thank's a bunch bro." Deadpool said. As he tore off a drones head. He was not getting the hint with Black Cat. Not realizing, he was making her more mad then anything else. Looking back over to her though, he had not realized that there was about to be some chaos. Which he was not prepared for. Deadpool almost fall's over as the earth began to crack, and split. He watched as Black Cat fell. Almost rolling into the crack in the earth. He was in a paused state, allowing himself to get distracted like a baffoon, left him open to the drones. Three ultrons in unison, extend a blade from their arm's. And stab them straight through Deadpool, pinning him to the ground. Deadpool begins to cough, as he began to try and pry them from him. Everything seemed to go in slow motion. As he watched the drone that shot at cat, attempt another shot. Missing her once more, but narrowly. "F-...Fuck this." He said, as he reached both hands to one side. "Yeah, play times over. Time for us to get real!" &nbsp;Wade pulled against the ground. Tearing himself nearly apart, to get out of the ensnaring blades. Pulling until he completely ripped himself from them. "RAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!" He screamed in pain. But he left no time to let the pain stun him. He merely wailed, as he drew both his Shotguns. Pulling both trigger's, on both guns, he blasted them into chunk's. three bots, for the low low price of four shells. Soon, he quickly turns to cat. Pulling out his sword, he run's towards the drone that had taken aim at her. Running his blade along the ground, befor leaping into the air. He pounces on top of it. His blade piercing it's skull. <br><br>Wade takes a few deep breaths. As he sheathed his blade once more. " Huh....Oh man... Sorry doll." He said, as he forcefully grabbed her hand, and pulled her up. He pulled her in close. One hand holding her. Wrapped around her waist. The other drawing his pistol. Thoughts of being an action movie hero flood his mind, as he ignores the burst of light that came from the riders sudden wall of flame. "I blame myself on that one. Sometimes, I just have so much fun. That I endanger others! I guess even when I am trying to bring them into the fun. Any way, I think I owe you an apology." He smiles from under his mask. As he spin's her around, and away from the crack in the earth. "How about dinner. on me doll." &nbsp;But.... "Avengers! Retreat! Retreat!" Captains order spun Deadpool back into reality about as fast as he was hitting on cat. "Oh yeah! Were in a war. Pfft. We knew that." Deadpool turns to look. And he can see that the enemy is growing fast in numbers. "Well, I guess that dinners gonna hafta wait babe. Daddy's got some work to do. You go ahead and head with golden american boy over there. I am gonna stay with that thing from the twilight zone, and do some killing."<br><br>Deadpool let's go of her hand. Immediately turning to fire upon the drones in the air. Attempting to fly over the wall. As the others walked further into the Riders wall. Incinerating in seconds. "Well Skully boy. Arent you a 'hunka burning love'." Deadpool joked. As he continued to unload his pistol's. Dismembering each and every one with well placed shot's. As the others retreat. He can soon see Rogue amoung them. As well as x 23. "Oh arent we nimrods."&nbsp; "Yeah we just let two of our favorite girls run by without so much as a grab or a hassle. Aw well. We can save the flirting for later." "Cuss right now is killing time!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Batman4560</strong> on <strong>28-05-2014, 04:37:10</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(http://www.filmjackets.com/FEATURES/IMAGES/Feature_XMen4-Wolverine-med.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><br><br><strong>Name:</strong> Logan (Wolverine)<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Near Avenger's Mansion<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:05<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Laura Kinney/Rogue/Ghost Rider/Deadpool/Agent Venom/Black Cat/Captain America<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> See Photo<br><br>Logan followed the Cap into battle, furiously fighting off bot's back to back while they worked their way to Rouge and Laura. Claws slashed through metal and circuits causing sparks and small explosions to go off around him. The moment the Cap called for the Avengers to retreat Logan turned and brought up the rear, forcing himself to be the second to last one on the train out of the area. Logan had to struggle with his own rage to not run from the group and join the Rider in his battle to buy time.<br><br>The ride to the H.Y.D.R.A. base was long and full regret and wonder. How were the X-Men fairing out there? Why had they not met up in the city and was Laura and Rouge going to be o.k.? Logan walked down the path led by Steve and constantly looked over his shoulder to be sure they weren't being followed. With a sigh of relief Logan found he had time to rest once in the base. <strong>"Steve, Nat will be alright. She won't get in over her head. Maybe you should get some rest. I can hold down the fort."</strong></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Green Goo Theory</strong> on <strong>28-05-2014, 05:08:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.audioshocker.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/spider-man-quesada-1600.jpg)</div><hr><strong>Name:</strong> <del>Peter Parker</del> Spiderman (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=203277.msg9943640#msg9943640)<br><strong>Location: </strong> New York Streets, Stark Tower<br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:22<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Hulk, Ironman, Spider woman, Open<br><strong>Wearing:</strong>&nbsp; Classic blue and red<br><hr><br>it was a series of one close call after another.&nbsp; Jessica saved his ass from a fall and from incoming bots securing him enough time to accomplish the required reload.&nbsp; The web launchers now ready took him (figuratively) to the skies again.&nbsp; Only to have his ass saved again by a series of transparent walls that turned some of the bots into mush.&nbsp; <br><br>"have I told you ladies how much I loved you?&nbsp; No?&nbsp; I do."&nbsp; yeah, even when the action movie count down had been declared he still had to make his comments.&nbsp; Like Spiderwoman, Sif, and hopefully Invisible Woman he was getting himself into Stark's tower.&nbsp; <em>'why can't I have a tower...?&nbsp; Spiders look so cool'</em><br><br>He would have been sure to make it through the doorway.&nbsp; Additionally he would have made sure to grab everyone he could at a distance with his webs--super hero or not-- to get them inside the nearly sealed enclosure.&nbsp; <br><br>Once inside he had finally come to a halt in some time.&nbsp; As extensive as his earlier activity was he was hardly breathing heavily.&nbsp; Instead he was patting his own body down and looking around to find spots of crimson fluid, broken bones, or whatever.&nbsp; All he found however was the existence of a single hole and through which he poked his finger and wiggled it.&nbsp; "I should really start packing a sewing kit."&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Garuss Vakarian</strong> on <strong>28-05-2014, 07:08:15</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://img1.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20091003160412/marveldatabase/images/thumb/a/ac/Hulk_Vol_2_16_Textless.jpg/250px-Hulk_Vol_2_16_Textless.jpg)</div>Name: Red She Hulk, Betty (Note. She is still hulked out. Merely under control of herself.)<br>Time:14:22<br>Tag: Bruce Banner/Hulk<br>Wearing: <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"> (http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2013/059/2/d/red_shehulk_by_vest-d5wkg15.jpg)</div></div>Location: Betty's apartment building.<br><br>Betty smiled as she pulled away from the kiss. "Dont let it get over your head lover boy." She said, as she pulled away, and began to walk into the building. Below them were nothing but stairs. But, it was not that bad. At least she lived only a few floors from the top. Her building was not hit that hard. But, same couldnt be said about most of the other buildings. Or, quite possibly, their inhabitants. Betty thought for a moment, to go and search for survivors. But, that would be a waste of her time. Good as dead. Unless she heard crys for help, she was going to focus on wreaking a path of destruction all the way to Ultrons door step. After all, he made this quite personal for her.<br><br>Soon, they made it to her apartment. Looking over to Bruce, she gave a sly smile, as she began to undress. Or, at least take off what little clothes she had left intact. Stripping slowly down, to her bare skin. She walked over to her closet. Opening it, and slowly shifting through her larger sizes, for both clothes and under wear. "I have a feeling I am going to be like this for a while. But, I wont complain. Red She hulk is about as beautiful as when I am plain ol' Betty. " She said as she turned to bruce. Putting on a black Bra. "What, nothing you haven't seen before." She joked. Soon, she was fully dressed. And, quite ready to hit the road. But, for now, they had to hide out. She wanted to catch her barrings, and get the details on what has happened. Not to mention, figuring out, what the other heroes are planning. And how to reconcile with them.
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>28-05-2014, 15:50:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://topwalls.net/wallpapers/2013/06/Charlize-Theron-5-1350x2400.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Invisible Woman/Susan Richards&nbsp; <br><strong>Location:</strong> Stark Tower<br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:22<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Spider Man and Spider-Woman<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Fantastic Four Uniform<br><br></span></span><hr><br>Susan pushed her powers to the Max as she got inside to Stark Tower with both Spider-Man and Spider Woman. Tony then sealed off the building best he could with an Invisible force field, but it only stretched as far around the ground Floor. Susan looked over at her friend and Colleague Spider Man and shouted. "We need a plan of defence!" from the looks of it the Ultrons seemed to be converging here at Stark Tower, the current home to Earths Mightiest Heroes. Susan saw in addition to the *Spiders* was Iron Man and Lady Sif both of whom had got inside relatively unscathed by the drones. Perhaps the combined effort of the five of them could hold off against the rampaging robots? Yet Susan herself could feel herself drained and as such staggered towards the others. Her nose was bleeding and she had a terrible headache for extering her powers too much just now. Tony told them all to get to the top floor and Susan headed towards the elevator.<br><br><hr><div class="floatleft">(http://img4.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20131018142657/marvelmovies/images/c/cd/SifDark.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Lady Sif&nbsp; <br><strong>Location:</strong> Stark Tower<br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:22<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Iron Man<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Asguardian Armour<br><br></span></span><hr><br>Lady Sif dispatched of the Ultron which got past Iron Mans defences with a swing of her sword lopping off yet another Ultron head. <br>Stark then told them all to get to the top floor, to which the Asgurdian woman got in a elevator with the other costumed heroes. "Daughter of Storm you look unwell." She said as she saw the invisible Woman staggered towards them. The tall Warrior woman looked at Tony. "Son of Stark, how long can your defences hold up against the metal men?"&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>28-05-2014, 18:19:00</strong>
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				(http://www.espaciomarvelita.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/Ghost_Rider+Concept_Art_by_Jerad_S_Marantz_02a.jpg)<br><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>NAME:</strong> Ghost Rider<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> devastated New York Street<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>Deadpool (Directly), Captain America, Wolverine, Venom, Rogue, BlackCat, X-23, open</span><br><br>----------------------------------------------------------<br><br>Looking at it logically, It was really the only real option Captain America, and the others had. To Leave behind the Ghost Rider. He was the one with the powers to hold off the drones while they made their retreat. It was also good as a couple of the Group had dark things in their past that made it not a wise decision to be anywhere near the Rider. The Rider kept up the wall of Hellfire that continued to incinerate the Ultron Drones. Throwing themselves hopelessly against the powers of Hell in a futile gesture. <br><br><em>"Well Skully boy. Arent you a 'hunka burning love'."</em> The Rider turned, and saw that Dealpool decided to remain behind and continue to the slaughter. Poor Fool. The Rider watched as Black Cat, X-23, and Rogue made their escape behind Captain America, and Venom with Wolverine acting as rear guard for the group. The Rider's jacket easily long enough to protect Laura's dignity. <br><br>Once everyone was safely away, The Rider let out a low growl right before he channeled his energy into causing the Firewall to exploded outward away from Deadpool, and himself. Causing several of the towering skyscrapers to collapse, Knocking the remaining Ultron drones in the air down, and crushing the few left on the ground. For the moment, there was Peace. <br><br>However, not for long as the Rider's attention quickly found Wade Wilson, and screamed for the Wicked to be punished. The Rider turned towards Deadpool, and raised a bony finger. flames licked of the charred Tendril. "You...Guilty." The Rider spoke with deathly Finality. "Wade Wilson. For too long have the souls you hurt demand Vengeance against you for your grave trespasses. For Too long have your corruption demanded to be Purged." The Rider growled before reaching out, and grabbed Deadpool by his harness. Hoisting him up over a foot in the air like he weighed next to nothing. "Look into my eyes." The Rider commanded, a Command that none could disobey. "Your soul is stained by the Blood of the Innocent. Feel their Pain." The Rider's voice trailed off in to a long hiss. The Penance Stare, one of the most powerful weapons the Riders possess. The Ability to turn all the pain, fear, Hatred, and sadness they have ever committed against themselves. <br><br>&lt;iframe width="640" height="390" src="//www.youtube.com/embed/BL9kV98kjFY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elven Sex Goddess</strong> on <strong>28-05-2014, 18:24:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://static.comicvine.com/uploads/original/0/77/246445-5892-spider-woman.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Spider-Woman (Jessica Drew)<br><br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; Stark Tower<br><br><strong>Time:</strong>&nbsp; 14:22<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; Ironman, Spider-man, Invisible Woman, Lady Sif / open<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Costume</span><br><br>Invisible Woman would show up just in the nick of time.&nbsp; &nbsp;Creating invisible barriers that would push back the Ultron clones.&nbsp; &nbsp;Jessica could not keep up with them,&nbsp; there were so many.&nbsp; Two had slipped in behind her and Spiderman.&nbsp; Who finally is able to reload his web.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>She would follow Spiderman into Stark tower.&nbsp; &nbsp;Shooting at those clones that get around the force field shields that Invisible woman had thrown up.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;It is chaotic scene with regular civilians also crashing through.&nbsp; &nbsp; Looking around as she makes it in.&nbsp; &nbsp;She&nbsp; turns and looks to cover Invisible woman retreat into the tower.&nbsp; At first it looks like the woman is going to stay out their as she is stricken with grief it shows upon her face.&nbsp; &nbsp;But then to&nbsp; Jessica relief she follows suit and is coming in.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elven Sex Goddess</strong> on <strong>28-05-2014, 18:49:36</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://jamietyndall.com/wp-content/uploads/d50ec06953f23b5637a916604b41be07-d2yrazk.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Laura Kinney<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Near Avenger's mansion<br><br><strong>Time:</strong>&nbsp; 14:25<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Logan/(Wolverine), Rogue,&nbsp; Ghost Rider, Deadpool. Agent Venom, Black Cat and Captain America.<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong>&nbsp; Civilian clothing&nbsp; (see second picture)<br></span><br><br><div class="floatright">(http://ist2-2.filesor.com/pimpandhost.com/5/3/2/5/53250/2/9/M/9/29M9E/x23grj.jpg)</div>Laura snatches up the jacket from the Ghost Rider.&nbsp; &nbsp;She nod her thanks to him.&nbsp; But he has already turned and is once again focusing on what is going on around them.&nbsp; &nbsp; She take and slip on the biker leather jacket.&nbsp; &nbsp; She cannot help but to look over at the Ghost Rider.&nbsp; Seeing how the flames lick and slide around his torso.&nbsp; &nbsp;Yet he seems not to burn.&nbsp; &nbsp; She shudders at the sight for a moment.&nbsp; The pain of herself burning still quite vivid in her mind.&nbsp; It had been horrible agony.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>The train continue to whiz towards the abandon H.Y.D.R.A base and would arrive at it.&nbsp; It is a base used by those that had fought against the anti registration and the Captain had been a force on that side as a leader.&nbsp; &nbsp; Laura would hop off the train to head in with the others.&nbsp; &nbsp; Her mood a seething anger.&nbsp; &nbsp; Irrational to say the least.&nbsp; But when it came to Logan /Wolverine.&nbsp; &nbsp; It is like that love hate him.&nbsp; &nbsp;Why does she have her panties all in a bunch.&nbsp; &nbsp;She is upset he didn't come over to see how she was.&nbsp; Of course he would know she healed,&nbsp; their identical, she is his clone through of opposite sex.&nbsp; Still it was the point.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>She would go in search through the base.&nbsp; &nbsp;Hoping that she find perhaps spare outfits of like Madame Hydra and her outfits to slip on.&nbsp; The jacket was all cool and that.&nbsp; &nbsp;But it was Ghost Rider and his flames.&nbsp; &nbsp;An right now she just did not want to be reminded of the flames.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;She also wanted to get back into the action.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TamaRose</strong> on <strong>29-05-2014, 03:14:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/4/49/Sofia-vergara.jpg/419px-Sofia-vergara.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Rogue<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Avenger's Mansion<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> 13:45<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Logan/Laura/Wonder Man<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Blue Jeans and green lace bra.<br><br>Even though Laura would heal it was hard to see her skin burnt to a crisp. She knew it had to hurt like hell. Shit, just the burns she had gotten carrying Laura to the train hurt like a bitch. Even though she had Logan and Laura's powers coursing through her veins. Something, she had called upon as soon as she collapsed on the train floor and tried to catch her breath.<br><br>Once, she had gotten a a few good "clean" breaths in her lungs, she sat up and tore what was left of her blouse from her body and sat next to Laura who was unfortunately naked but not unappreciated green lace, barely there bra she was wearing on top. <strong>"Sorry sug!' I was to protect ya' while Logan went in. Sorry, ah' wasn't fast enough."</strong><br><br>Grateful, that there were still gentlemen in the world, even when the world was falling apart, Rogue watched as Laura put on the Rider's coat before snuggling up beside her and holding her while making their journey to the H.Y.D.R.A. base. A place that gave her the shivers as much as Weapon X.<br><br>Once they arrived, Rogue followed Laura, feeling the need to protect her even though she could protect herself. She hated being the "big sister" type when she saw Laura as more but she didn't like the thought of someone possibly being at the base, wanting to catch en eyeful or handful of the dark haired beauty when no one needed to be around her, eye balling what belonged to someone else. <strong>"Ahm' goin' with ya'.&nbsp; I just wanta' make sure there are no perverts hangin' around the base. Plus, I need ta' find a blouse. Don't need anyone gettin' an eye full of the girls."</strong></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elven Sex Goddess</strong> on <strong>29-05-2014, 13:30:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2012/338/6/9/x_23_backshot_by_idelacio-d5n10z0.png)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Laura Kinney<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Hydra base outside city limits<br><br><strong>Time:</strong>&nbsp; 14:25<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Rogue, Open.<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong>&nbsp; Ghost Rider's jacket, then as pictured to left.<br></span><br><br>Laura is drawn out of her morose sentiments towards Logan.&nbsp; &nbsp;She look towards Rogue with a look of surprise on her face.&nbsp; &nbsp;It was not Rogues fault in what had happen.&nbsp; &nbsp; Since the train Rogue has hovered near her like a big sister.&nbsp; &nbsp;Following her when they enter the Hydra base.&nbsp; &nbsp;That once housed the anti registration heroes and heroines in a civil war over the proposed hero registration act in the country.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>It took no time to find rooms for those to live in, the dormitory rooms.&nbsp; Searching through a few lockers, Laura would find some women's clothing.&nbsp; &nbsp;Other then Hydra uniforms.&nbsp; &nbsp;Rogue has followed her in that big sister-motherly way.&nbsp; &nbsp;It both irritated and made Laura feel good.&nbsp; &nbsp;So far she had let her do most of the talking as they had been going through the base.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>That stops,&nbsp; the not&nbsp; commenting back.&nbsp; &nbsp;Her anger at Logan official calmed.&nbsp; She had already selected by looking what she is going to put on.&nbsp; Instead of reaching in and pulling the outfit out.&nbsp; She turn towards Rogue and would step closer to her,&nbsp; her arms going to wrap around the other woman.&nbsp; &nbsp;"You nothing to apologize for love.&nbsp; Not when you caught me in the air,&nbsp; I could have been worse off if you hadn't done that.&nbsp; &nbsp;For that I am thankful."&nbsp; &nbsp;She would lean in and her own lips would seek out Rogues to kiss her.&nbsp; &nbsp;If allowed she would deepen the kiss with tongue seeking Rogues own.&nbsp; &nbsp; At the same time her left hand slides up to settle upon the right breast of Rogues.&nbsp; &nbsp;Her fingers lightly trailing over the large mound of flesh, over the flimsy material of the top.&nbsp; <br><br>What ever the reason for Laura,&nbsp; that she suddenly becomes promiscuous.&nbsp; &nbsp;Be it she was using it to thank&nbsp; her or was it to relieve the tension of everything, as the world had suddenly gone haywire thanks to Ultron.&nbsp; Regardless of the reason,&nbsp; also in the locker are sexual toys,&nbsp; who ever the agent of Hydra had used this room when the base was active had been into some kinky stuff.&nbsp; &nbsp;An the anti registration forces had left the stuff in the locker.&nbsp; <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TamaRose</strong> on <strong>30-05-2014, 05:11:12</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/4/49/Sofia-vergara.jpg/419px-Sofia-vergara.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Rogue<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Hydra base<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:25<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Laura<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Blue Jeans and green lace bra. <br><br>The last thing Rogue expected was to be kissed by Laura. True, she had thought about it in more private moments but never did she expect anything to happen. After all she had thought Laura only saw her as a friend...sister...confidant.<br><br>Yet, here they were...all alone at the H.Y.D.R.A base and she was being sexually assaulted by the dark haired goddess that she had been fantasizing about in secret for quite some time now. Yet, she wasn't going to complain. If anything she was going to enjoy it, for a few short moments before having to pull them apart so they could go help in the fight. After all...how fair was it, for them to have fun while everyone else was fighting for their lives?<br><br>Kissing, Laura fully on the lips, Rogue moaned into the kiss as she felt the young girl slide her hand up and over her lace covered breast, causing her nipple to harden and poke through the thin green fabric. Never had she ever had a woman touch her like this before and she had to admit, not only did she like it but she found it very arousing....and since Laura felt need to touch her body, Rogue felt the need to do the same by sliding her gloved hand under the Rider's jacket and running her hand over Laura's bare muff.<br><br>God, she felt good. So, good that she had to have just a little more taste of Laura's mouth as she slid one finger inside the girl's body, thrusting in and out a few times before pulling away, trying to catch her breath. <strong>"Ya' feel real good darlin'...but ahm' afraid we will have ta' take a rain check. We need ta' get out there an' help the' others. Ah' promise we will finish this later if ya' still want to. Ah' just don't want to leave them out there to fight alone."<br></strong></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sasquatch421</strong> on <strong>30-05-2014, 05:21:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/27/Mimic.jpg)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Calvin Rankin/ Mimic<br><strong>Location:</strong> Somewhere in New York<br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:15<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Natasha <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Currently the same as Natasha, including form<br><br></span></span><hr><br>Natasha's duplicate lets out a smile when she hears that she can keep the form on for the time being, "Thanks Widow... I promise I'll change back before we go in to avoid any misunderstandings." Honestly this was the first time that Mimic had used the powers he got from Mystique and it felt kind of weird being somebody else. Not to mention the differences to the body... Hands come up to tug on the shirt and resulting in some chest bounce, "This actually feels really different, especially the additions up top. Do they take some getting used to when they first start to develop?" <br><br>Stopping to listen as she details what she needs to do Mimic nods, "Of course... You all know more about these death machines then I do, although I have heard of Ultron. These things are a danger to everyone and we all need to pull together for this. In fighting won't help anyone... As for medication, even getting me around someone with a healing factor should help keep my episodes down. We can worry about other solutions later, but for right now let's get you to your allies." He was worn out from his fight earlier, but if he had to Mimic would do it all over again.<br><br>Letting the real Natasha take the lead, her twin hangs back watching everything. Just being this close to her allowed him to absorb her training and skills for the time being. He knows what to look for and eyes move about. What he said was true, Calvin knew of Ultron but his enemies were very different so any details were lost to him. He could absorb knowledge at times, but it usually involved the powers he was using at the time. Even now he could use the powers even in a different form, and his other interactions with the original X-Men later on had let him upgrade his gifts since he had them already. Still he stuck with what he knew best, "How far do we have to go?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Loves</strong> on <strong>30-05-2014, 06:29:43</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i975.photobucket.com/albums/ae240/samanthamazur/Vdu7FgAk6rKd_zpsc4407f20.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>Felicia Hardy/Black Cat (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=202758.msg9932062#msg9932062)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Avenger's Mansion -&nbsp; Hidden Base <br><strong>Time:</strong> 1:30 ish<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Ghost Rider, Captain America, Deadpool, Agent Venom, Laura Kinney, Rogue, Wolverine,&nbsp; and parched in a pear tree!&nbsp; &nbsp;Open<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> <del> This &nbsp;(http://i975.photobucket.com/albums/ae240/samanthamazur/ZTzDOztBjdw5_zps329c8f3d.jpg)</del> <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; Her Black Cat Costume &nbsp;(http://i975.photobucket.com/albums/ae240/samanthamazur/black_cat_0010_by_raffaelemarinetti-d3l3114_zps715a8b96.jpg)<br><br></span></span><hr>&nbsp; <br><br><div style="text-align: justify;">Felicia lay on her back thanking whatever god had chosen to save her life when a shot from one of the drones narrowly missed her, singeing the tips of her blond hair. <strong>”Hey!”</strong> she cried out, rolling over just in time to see Deadpool pinned to the ground. Her heart leapt to her throat. <strong>”No!”</strong> she cried out before realizing that it was going to take more than three drones with murderous tendencies to keep a man like him down… was he a man? From the way his costume fit snug in certain areas she was gonna go with a “hell ya” on that question! <br><br>Before she knew what was happening, Deadpool had shown the three metal bots who was boss and had&nbsp; her scooped up into his arms. She looked up at him and couldn’t help but smile. The independent side of her was screaming “let me go” but the other side that liked to be treated like a lady was happy as a pig in shit. <strong>”Dinner…you’re asking me out?”</strong> she was happy… it surprised the fuck out of her. He had driven her insane from the moment they met and now he was asking her out! But what was most strange was that Felicia hadn’t said no! <br><br>As fast as he had hit on her, Deadpool was sending her off with the others. Her eyes narrowed as she stumbled back out of his hands. She watched him walk away, growing more and more annoyed with each retreating step. <strong>”You can’t tell me what to do…”</strong> she began before being interrupted by a half destroyed drone.&nbsp; <br><br>“Submit or Die”<br><br><strong>”Fuck you!”</strong> whether the scream of annoyance was intended for the drone of for Deadpool was unclear. However what was clear was the sight of Black Cat using her foot to stomp down upon a large metal pole that might have been a post for a light or a sign before everything went to hell. It sprang up so that she could capture it, and use it like a spear, casting it with such force it struck right through the drone, shortening its circuits and killing the robotic annoyance instantly. <strong>”I can take care of myself you know!”</strong> she called out, still annoyed but not really knowing why. <br><br>Turning she stomped off towards Captain America, planning to remain with him for the duration. Afterall she wasn’t sure what else to do. Other than wanting to make sure her father was okay, there was no other choice but to retreat and live to fight another day. <br><br>Cat had remained silent during the entire trip to god knows where, though she couldn’t help but wonder about her father. Was he okay? Did he get to safety? Sadly she would learn that her father had perished in a fire that had set her apartment building ablaze, thanks to the drones and their need to kill anything and anyone that refused to surrender. <br><br>She walked around the base, blowing off the cobwebs and twitching her nose, irritated by the dust. Felicia felt out of place. She wasn’t part or their “Avenger” party. In fact, she considered herself a loner most of the time. Yet with these things attacking the city she wondered, was it wise to stay on your own, or join a team. First thing was first...she needed to make sure Deadpool was okay… wait… what?&nbsp; NO!, no she needed to find her father! <br></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Garuss Vakarian</strong> on <strong>30-05-2014, 08:58:21</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7Cympyn132c/U3LFaJuuYlI/AAAAAAAAHYw/hPnKP_NdhCU/s1600/xx.jpg)</div>Name: Wade Wilson.<br>Time: 1:30 ish<br>Tag: Ghost Rider. Breaking a bit of fourth wall. Other Deadpool's "Me." "Me.' &nbsp;*The inanimate thought box.... Me.*<br>Wearing: What else ladies? ;) . ((His costume.))<br>Multiple personality notes: Red &nbsp;stands for Wade. Blue &nbsp;stands for smart voice. Orange stands for his thought box. Green is his skater dude voice.<br><br>"Hey boys and Girls. It's me! I just need to give a shout out to my girls over at the Hydra base. Rogue honey, If only I was there to see your revealed 'girls. And some kissing action with x23? Well, I wish I was not being eyeballed by this clown. And over there, so I can have some fun with my Rogue and XXX-23. ;) Ah well. Enough of this forth wall buisnatch. Time to get penanced!"<br><br>Wade was happy to get the reaction he got out of Cat. She seemed... Actually into the idea of dating! "Ha! Score!". Perhaps he could get a date from the dame? Perhaps more? But, then again. She was soon mad again. "Can she make up her mind? We are to looney to tell if her actions say she wants us or not." Soon though. The drones were done for. Wade watched in awe. As the Rider dispatched the rest. The flaming explosion, was both breathtakingly beautiful. As well as incredibly deadly. "Man that was...- " Before he can finish. Wade was pointed at by the Rider. And interrupted by a quite familiar little phrase. "You.... Guilty!" "Oh... Not this..." Wade responded. As he dropped his guns. He sighed as he rubbed his eyes. "Time to cleanem, gett'en ready for the horror show." Wade just let's the rider lift him up. His harness nearly snapping by the strength of the beast. Wade listened as the Rider spoke. His hand, pointed towards him. Opening and closing like a mouth, the merc mocking the spirit's every word. " Ya ya. Wa wa wa wa wa. Wa wa wa wa. You must be charlie browns dad. Well, Listen up dude. I get it. You wanna show me my sins. Well, I am ready for this starring contest. So, hurry up and play the rewind button. Cuzz, it's time for the highlights of deadpool. Round dos." Wade said, as he starred down the creature. "Bring it on. You better hope I die this time."<br><br>"Your soul is stained by the Blood of the Innocent. Feel their Pain." And, with that Wade trailed off. His mind lost in a never ending storm of his sins. Fire shoot's out of his eyes. As he punches, and kick's, and throws himself from the Riders grasp. "AAAAAH! Man! It hurts!" He yelled. As he wobbled, and jolted against the ground. Flailing his body, with thrash after thrash. He began to laugh hysterically. As he had seen through the eyes of his victimes. All the goons, the targets.... Ya, he was not the best guy in the world. Did what he had to for money. Now of days he hopes he is a good guy. A hero. But, over the years. He has strayed some grey areas. And, he can not be sure... Not even by fifty percent. That every one he killed was 'bad.' "Ha ha ha..." He laughed. Interrupting with the occasional. &nbsp;"Oh! I remember that one." Soon. The fire went away. And deadpool starred into the air. His mask completely burnt off. His, scarred face showing it'self. He sit's up, like out of some horror movie. And, stares over to the rider. "OH man... We are so mad!" "I dont know. But, I think we are about to open a can of whoop ass." "Shut up..." &nbsp;Wade said to the voices. His hand pounding agianst the top of his skull until they stopped. With a few deep breaths. He finally stood up. Starring back over at the rider. "Ghost Rider. I dont think your one of the guys I met before. If you were, you wouldnt have tried this Bull shit again. I can tell ya this much buddy. It's useless. Nothing can kill me. Not even the soul crushing weight of my own sins. As great as they are. I dont mean to be so, well... Smart about this. And as much as I just want to fucking clock you. I wont. There is something more important to do right now... Bringing back television!... And, protecting the fine gal's like Rogue, Cat, or X-23. But, mostly the tv! But, for you... I guess. You know..." Wade begin's to pump his fist in the air, in a not so caring fashion. <span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">"Protect the innocent. wooooooooo"</span> He said, in a quiet and careless tone. "So you done trying to smite me? Cuss, I am one hundred percent sure. We got's some new yorkers than need saving."
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elven Sex Goddess</strong> on <strong>30-05-2014, 12:33:00</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2012/338/6/9/x_23_backshot_by_idelacio-d5n10z0.png)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Laura Kinney<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Hydra base outside city limits<br><br><strong>Time:</strong>&nbsp; 14:25<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Rogue, Open.<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong>&nbsp; Ghost Rider's jacket, then as pictured to left.<br></span><br><br>Laura tongue is met with Rogues own, in brief moments of heated passion.&nbsp; Tongues swirl, entwining in erotic dance.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;The nipple of breast played with, hardens to a taught pointy nub that teases against the flimsy green fabric of the camisole that Rogue wears.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>One of the gloved hands of Rogue's,&nbsp; would tease upon the muff of her mound.&nbsp; &nbsp;Sending shivers of sudden arousal shooting through Laura.&nbsp; She unconsciously within the kiss rub herself upon the hand.&nbsp; &nbsp;Her heat rising is driven to a dampness when a finger is teased pushing past the folds of her labia.&nbsp; &nbsp;Leaving a glistening tell tale sign upon the gloved finger.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>Rogue however breaks the kiss,&nbsp; her hand and finger slipping from the teasing plunge.&nbsp; &nbsp;Takes a step back and reminds them of the reality of the situation around them in the world at this moment.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Laura shivers,&nbsp; instinctively takes a step forward to close the distance once again between them.&nbsp; &nbsp;Then stops short,&nbsp; &nbsp;her face flushed with the heat of desire and want.&nbsp; &nbsp;Her own nipples rising in a perk state with deep breaths being taken.&nbsp; &nbsp;The pink virgin skin recently reform glistens with her dampness.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>"Later yes.&nbsp; &nbsp;Agree, we should rejoin the others, the fight is not over with.&nbsp; &nbsp;But later we shall make even Logan or even the one called Deadpool blush love." <br><br>Laura responds with low raspy voice filled with the desire to continue.&nbsp; Yet being a trained weapon she knew that Rogue was right.&nbsp; &nbsp;Yet she was drawn to her and wanted her.&nbsp; She felt a kinship with her.&nbsp; With that she would slip out of the jacket of the Ghost Rider.&nbsp; Draping it onto a chair in the room.&nbsp; &nbsp;Then would begin to slip on the outfit found in the locker.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>30-05-2014, 15:31:45</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://images.contactmusic.com/images/feature-images/captain-america-scarlett-johansson-636-370.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Natasha Romanov/Black Widow <br><strong>Location:</strong> Towards Caps Base<br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:25<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Mimic as Natasha, Captain America, Wolverine etc<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Civilian Clothes<br><br></span></span><hr><br>The Black Widow walked with her *duplicate* marvelled at the skill Calvin had to shape change, truly a wondrous gift. He asked her about breasts of all things, and saying they were different and he wondered if they took some getting used to. "At first." She laughed as she found it a much needed sense of levity given their dire surrounding's. "I can't remember much from my adolescent days, I was far more concerned with things....things that a young woman shouldn't have to think of. But..." She shrugged, a American gesture she had picked up and adopted.<br>"Such was the hand I was dealt." She said in a very unemotional and accepting way. "A sports bra always helps though."&nbsp; <br><br>He then switched gears. "Of course... You all know more about these death machines then I do, although I have heard of Ultron. These things are a danger to everyone and we all need to pull together for this. In fighting won't help anyone... As for medication, even getting me around someone with a healing factor should help keep my episodes down. We can worry about other solutions later, but for right now let's get you to your allies." She nodded and just said simply "Agreed."<br><br>They walked in silence for the rest of the trip until the Black Widow took Mimic to what he would think was a very large deserted warehouse on the far outskirts of New York. No one for miles around and it looked completely and utterly unassuming. She thought back to the *Civil War* and almost wished for those more simplistic times ironically. The perimeter defences would scan them both and soon they would be greeted by Steven no doubt. Natasha turned to Mimic and said to him firmly. "Now would be the best time to change back, although I hope you found the experience as me....educational." She said thinking it was best he morph back to not stir up any confusion in already confusing times. <br><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>30-05-2014, 23:03:11</strong>
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				(http://www.espaciomarvelita.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/Ghost_Rider+Concept_Art_by_Jerad_S_Marantz_02a.jpg)<br><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>NAME:</strong> Ghost Rider<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> New York Street<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Deadpool, Open</span><br><br>The Penance Stare started out the same as everyone else. The screaming, thrashing about, but something was quickly proving to be off as Deadpool thrashed himself out of The Rider's considerable grasp. The Merc thrashed, and flopped about the ground as he suffered in unimaginable agony. The Rider stood by, waiting for the deed to be done, and the corrupted to be purged. <br><br>However, the moment that Deadpool sat up, the Rider took a step back. his hand reaching for his pistol on his hip. If he had lips, a snarling growl would be heard, and seen from him. Wade was right, He, and George never crossed paths before now. The Rider tilted his head in curiosity at Wade's claim to being completely immortal, and how they had more pressing matters, like saving the Hotties of New York, and to (In deadpools consideration) Lesser extent, Protect the Innocent. The Rider didn't say anything, but gave a low growl as he had to concede to Wade's point, and a part of George was worried about the girls as well. <br><br>Turning, The Rider brought his bony fingers to his lips, and let out a high pitch, shrill whistle, "Sophia!" The Rider called. From beneath a pile of Rubble, His loyal Steed, The Hellcycle burst forth with an explosive entrance as it roared right up next to him. The Rider easily swung his leg over, and sat down on upon bike as he became motionless. He was expanding his senses, and seeking out where he would be needed next. <br><br>The answer would be quicker than expected as there was more evil in New York than just the Ultron Drones. Four young women were being chased by a band of rather nasty looking Street thugs. They were taking advantage of the Chaos to loot the places after Ultron passed over. It was simply by sheer Happenstance that the girls ran into them trying to find a safe place to hide. One of the Girls had a bad bruise on her ankle as she twisted her foot. "Come on, Jamie! They'll catch us!" One of the girls screamed, trying to help her friend. "I can't, it hurts too much." Jamie protested as she appeared to have stumbled for the umpteenth time. That stumble would cost them as it gave the thugs time to catch up, and surround the girls. They were chuckling, and laughing. Telling the girls what hellish things they had in store for the innocent girls. Causing the fours to collapse to their knees, and hug each other. Praying that they would be saved from a fate worse than Death. <br><br>There was about 15 thugs, each brandishing makeshift weapons at first glance. Pipes, bats, chains, etc. The Rider snarled angrily at the scene. the Flames around his head started the grow hotter, and whiter the angrier he got. If there was one thing George Irons couldn't stand was praying on defense women. His Mother being the victim of an abusive second husband after his own father passed away, bestowing the mantle of Rider to George. That night was the first Time George gave someone the Penance stare. <br><br>The Rider quickly dismounted his bike, and started to fast walk over to the group whom seemed more focused on their prize than serious threat of not only the Rider, but Deadpool, several dozen yards away. The Rider didn't stop as he grabbed the largest one in the group and hoisted him high into the air, his hands gripping the would be Rapist's shoulder, and collar bones, and began to pull. The Man screamed in pain as the sounds of bones popping, and crunching were followed by the sickly wet noise of Flesh tearing, and tendons snapping. Suddenly everything gave way, and the Thug was literally torn in two. His entrails, and blood splashing onto the ground, and against the girls whom looked like they were witnessing a Nightmare, and they were. The Rider tossed the two halves of the man away, and let out a menacing growl to the other thugs. Not that he was going to let any escape his Vengeance.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Garuss Vakarian</strong> on <strong>31-05-2014, 04:34:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://theoverse.net/wp-content/uploads/2014/05/agent-venom.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong> Name:</strong> Flash Thompson/Venom<br><strong>Location:</strong> Secret Hydra Base<br><strong>Time:</strong> 13:30<br><strong>Taggings:</strong>&nbsp; Captain America, Rogue, X 23<br><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Flash looked behind him one last time, before fallowing Steve. And protecting the girls. Honestly, that rider was... Something else. First the train, and then this wall? Absolutely powerful. Flash was impressed. But, still knew he himself had his own share of power. The symbiot was strong. Especially, when under his own control.<br><br>Speaking of trains.... He was relieved that Deadpool stayed. Ever since he met him. Flash was sure, the guy would be a constant liability. Despite the man being the first, to climb on top of the train and help. Deadpool was crazy, and although Flash himself was not the most mentally sound. He at least had a level headed mind. Unlike the merc, who did nothing but talk, annoy, and put every one in risk. The only thing Flash did not blame Deadpool for, was tripping himself over all the girls.He was being a bad soldier for out right flirting in a war zone. But, these girls had all the asset's a girl should have, so theres nothing wrong with being attracted to some one? <br><br>Flash himself, was ready to trip and fall. Due part to protecting Two.... Prominently nude distractions. And one in a rather tight leather suit. But he kept himself composed. He needed to focus on holding the back of the formation. Steve leads them in front. The mutant girl's watch the sides. The cat sticks in the middle. Logan watches their six alongside Flash. Good plan. If the guys can keep their eyes on the ball. And not on Rogues 'girls'. "Come on <span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Thompson...</span> You Know you<span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"> want to</span>..." A voice said in his head. "<span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Go on...</span> Why not take them for <span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">yourself</span>? You can do it. Start by killing those bast<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">ards</span>. Then you can <span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">OWN</span> the girls, and <span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">RIDE</span> this apocalypse In <span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">Sweeeet</span> <span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Sweet</span> <span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">Pleasure</span>..-"..&nbsp; Flash ignored the voice. The voice of the animal inside him. The thing, called Venom. The source of his power. The symbiot. <br><br>Soon, Flash gives a breath of fresh air. They made it to the base. Now, he can settle his nerves.&nbsp; For a moment at least. He was even more releaved, as the girls went to find some more appropriate attire, then basically nothing. Not that he was complaining. They were great on the eyes. But, not easy to keep the eyes off. As well as with his symbiot, it's hard to hide certain... Attractions. As they got settled into the base. Flash drop's his submaching gun, which vanishes back into his suit. Which trails along, and connects back with his body. He wanted to keep the suit on for protection. But, it was straining his body and mind. So, without much thought. Flash makes the rash decision, to go back to normal. His suit disconnects from his skin, like a million strand's of blackness, that float's into the air, only to vanish back into his body. Leaving him, back to normal. Wearing his civilian garb. <br><br>As the suit vanishes, he sit's down in a desk chair. Leaning forward against the desk to rest his head on his hand. What were they going to do now.... "Wait... I guess..." He say's to himself. A sigh escapes his lip's, as he run's his hand through his blond hair. He was still nervous. They were still in great danger. His senses, going crazy. To the point where he was unsure if the danger was outside, or inside. His suit, was itching to come out. It was after all, it's own being. Both minds constantly in a struggle of control over the body. He needed some relief. A distraction. Something to take the edge off.... "Man... What Id'do for a&nbsp; drink."</span><br></span></span><div class="floatright">(http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vAHqg45JVEw/Ug6TWR45jmI/AAAAAAAAAK0/VKaiTI7p8AA/s320/PacificRim.jpg)</div><br><br><br><div align="center">(http://img3.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20131221020455/avengersalliance/images/f/fe/Agent_Venom_Dialogue_1.png)</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TamaRose</strong> on <strong>31-05-2014, 19:45:59</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/4/49/Sofia-vergara.jpg/419px-Sofia-vergara.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Rogue<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Hydra base<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:25<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Laura<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Leather halter top and matching leather pants, boots, and gloves.<br><br><br></span><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/21/Leather_halter_top.jpg)<br><br>(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/1/15/Leather_pants_and_boots.jpg/333px-Leather_pants_and_boots.jpg)<br><br>(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/98/Leather_gloves.jpg)</div></div><br><strong>"Promise meh' you won't tell Logan what happened. Ah' think it should be a surprise."</strong> Giving, Laura a small wink, she stripped off her bra and jeans before pulling out a tight leather outfit that hugged her curves in more way then one. Still, figuring it covered more then the lace bra, she and burnt jeans, she adjusted herself until she felt comfortable enough to know nothing would fall out and slipped on her gloves while putting the wet ones in with the erotic toys. After all, she knew they would be back for the rest of it now that they had found the stash. Plus, she wanted the gloves back because it had Laura's scent all over them <strong>"Ah like your outfit. Looks good on ya'. <br><br>Ah' on the other hand have never worn anything like this before. I feel like a' dominatrix or somethin'. It will take some gettin' used to. Although, it will give the boys a nice eyeful while we fight.<br><br>Alraght' we should get goin'. Everyone will wonder where we are. Oh and hide our stash. We will be back for them later."</strong> Walking toward the door of the room, Rogue held her hand out to Lauar and waited to see if she would accept it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elven Sex Goddess</strong> on <strong>31-05-2014, 20:48:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2012/338/6/9/x_23_backshot_by_idelacio-d5n10z0.png)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Laura Kinney<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Hydra base outside city limits<br><br><strong>Time:</strong>&nbsp; 14:28<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Rogue (Anna Marie) -&nbsp; Flash Thompson/Venom, Wolverine, Captain America - Natasha Romanov/Black Widow, Mimic as Natasha -&nbsp; Black Cat - Open.<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong>&nbsp; As pictured to left.<br></span><br><br>As Rogue, Anna Marie would also slip into some of the leather fetish clothing.&nbsp; &nbsp;A leather bustier that would promote her ample size bosom.&nbsp; &nbsp;Laura picks up the leather jacket of the Ghost Rider.&nbsp; &nbsp;While she giggles and nods in agreement to Rogue's comment on Logan.&nbsp; She slip the jacket into the locker folding it up.&nbsp; &nbsp;To keep it in a safe place until the Rider shows up at the base.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;She let her hand caress the jacket after she sets it in the storage locker.&nbsp; A moment reflection on the gesture by such an act when he had gallantly given his jacket.&nbsp; &nbsp;She smile to herself and turn just as Anna Marie is down with putting on the fetish top.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>"Wow I see what you mean,&nbsp; the boys will definitely be glued to you."<br><br>With a nod then to hiding their stash of goodies found.&nbsp; She would take and push the locker under the bed.&nbsp; Pull down the blanket of the bed so it hangs covering the locker under the bed.&nbsp; &nbsp;At least from a casual glance around the room when one enters.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; With that she stands and turns back to Rogue.&nbsp; Seeing the hand held out.&nbsp; &nbsp;Laura would reach out and take her hand with her right one.&nbsp; While she reached up an fingered the D-ring around the fetish collar of the outfit she has slipped on.&nbsp; &nbsp;Her fingers would curl and entwine with Rogue's gloved hand and fingers.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>Then as they head out of the room she would playfully remark as she and Rogue leave the room.&nbsp; &nbsp; "You know since your going for the dominatrix look, there is a leash in the locker." &nbsp; She giggle in spontaneity to her comment.&nbsp; &nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Matttheman89</strong> on <strong>31-05-2014, 21:07:31</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.blogcdn.com/news.moviefone.com/media/2013/07/captain-america-chris-evans.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Steve Rogers/Captain America<br><strong>Location:</strong> Decommissioned Hydra Base<br><strong>Time:</strong> <br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Black Widow, Agent Venom, Black Cat, Rogue, Wolverine, Laura, Mimic<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Civilian Clothes.<br><br></span></span><hr><br>"You're probably right, Logan. Still. I'll feel better when she's here." Steve replied as Wolverine approached him, picking up on his concern for Natasha. He of all people knew how skilled Black Widow was, and that she was more than capable. But this was more dangerous than almost anything the Avengers had encountered before. He knew all of this worrying wouldn't do anything though, so he would just have to wait it out. Wolverine suggested he get some rest, but Captain America shook his head. "I'll be alright. I've been in worse shape than this before." In addition to Natasha, he couldn't help but think about those that they'd left behind. Were they alright? Ghost Rider was one thing, but leaving even someone like Deadpool behind galled at him. "I know you, Rogue, and X-23 are likely worried about the rest of the X-Men. If we can send out a message without Ultron tracing it, I'll try to get in contact with the them soon."<br><br>At least everyone else seemed to be alright. Rogue and Laura had gone off to find clothes, which was probably for the best. They could hardly go around fighting Ultron nude, though it was pretty easy on the eyes. He wasn't sure what kind of clothing they'd be able to find here. But anything would be better than nothing. Black Cat seemed to just be wandering around in silence. From what he knew of her, robotic invasions were likely way above her paygrade, so hopefully this wasn't getting to her. He spied Venom, or rather, Flash Thompson, sitting at a desk, having pulled the symbiote into his body and resuming his normal state. He looked worn out. That was worrisome. He knew Thompson could keep the symbiote under control most of the time, but from what he knew, it wasn't easy, and in times of stress, the symbiote could sometimes go out of control. He walked over to Agent Venom, and looked down at him.<br><br>"Thompson. You've had the symbiote under control for awhile now. But I need you to tell me if you start having any problems, understood?" he said stoically. He trusted Thompson, but he would still be foolish to turn a blind eye to a potential problem in their ranks. "Get some rest, Soldier. We're going to need you for this one."<br><br>Nodding his head, he turned and walked away from the others, heading towards the control center for the base. He needed to check and make sure all of the security systems were still in place. The base should hopefully be undetectable to Ultron, but in the event that they were, they would need all of the advance warning they could get. Sitting down at the console, he turned the power on, waiting a few seconds for everything to warm up. In a way, it was almost nostalgic, considering how much time he had spent here during the Civil War. Those had been dark times, especially considering he had 'died' in the aftermath. But he thought he would rather be dealing with that all over again right now, than this. Comparitively, the Civil War had been small time compared to Ultron's invasion. He could imagine the devastation facing the rest of the world right now.<br><br>The security system flashed an alert, bringing him back to reality as he scanned the many monitors that overviewed the base. Two figures were approaching the base, and as he brought them up on the monitor, he raised an eyebrow. He saw Natasha approaching the base, accompanied by...Natasha? Either the systems were malfunctioning, or he was seeing double. Standing up, he started heading topside to see this for himself.<br><br>Quickly arriving outside, he approached the pair of Black Widows somewhat cautiously. "Natasha?" he asked, looking back and forth between the two of them. With everything they had experienced in their careers as heroes, shapeshifters weren't a completely uncommon occurrence. He just wasn't sure what kind of shapeshifter they were dealing with here. The thought that there were so many running around in the world, such as the mutant Mystique or the aliens known as Skrulls, was often an unpleasant thought.
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Green Goo Theory</strong> on <strong>01-06-2014, 01:39:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.audioshocker.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/spider-man-quesada-1600.jpg)</div><hr><strong>Name:</strong> <del>Peter Parker</del> Spiderman (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=203277.msg9943640#msg9943640)<br><strong>Location: </strong> New York Streets, Stark Tower<br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:22<br><strong>Tag:</strong>Ironman, Spider woman, Invisible Woman, Sif, Open<br><strong>Wearing:</strong>&nbsp; Classic blue and red<br><hr><br>Spiderman looked on as some of the others started taking off towards the elevators.&nbsp; A gaze back and forth to several of the other fabulously dressed individuals.&nbsp; He saw Susan <del>Storm</del> Richards and a simple bit of basic math followed.&nbsp; The Fantastic Four seemed to be down to the Fantastic one; a group of people he knew fairly well.&nbsp; Not only that but a certain collection of rug rats seemed inconventiently misplaced.&nbsp; Susan herself had exerted herself more than he had seen her do in a very long time at that.<br><br>He halted her before they got tot he elevator and waved on to everyone else had they been looking.&nbsp; His hand touching her shoulder briefly and for the first time today since putting the mask on he didn't have his usual tone. "Hey, Sue.&nbsp; Hold up for a sec.&nbsp; Where's everyone else?"&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cal1496</strong> on <strong>01-06-2014, 02:55:49</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://images.wikia.com/marvelmovies/images/archive/9/9a/20120416023223!Iron-man-site-tony-stark.jpg)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Tony Stark<br><strong>Location:</strong> Stark Tower<br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:22<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Spiderwoman, Spiderman, Lady Sif, Invisible Woman <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Nothing at all!&nbsp; Under his suit<br><br></span></span><hr><br>"At this rate..."&nbsp; Stark did some quick math in his head, "Only a week."&nbsp; He certain that was more time than any other place in the world could offer, but it still was not that long.&nbsp; There were now thousands of people in the tower, the voice of JARVIS directing and managing them, making sure all the survivors of this first wave had somewhere to sleep and would be fed.&nbsp; Those people were his priority...After he stopped Susan from falling that is.<br><br>"Things to be talked about after we have all rested.&nbsp; Come on Spider, be a gent."&nbsp; Tony walked back over from the elevator and picked Susan up, holding her in his arms easily and walking back to the elevator, letting everyone get in he hit the button for the top floor and they jetted up.&nbsp; He was constantly getting updates on what was going on outside, and for now the defenses were holding.&nbsp; Susan was still bleeding some and when they got too the top floor he walked out and headed toward the med bay.<br><br>"Jess, you know where everything is, show Sif around.&nbsp; Feeds from what is going on outside are on the monitors.&nbsp; Spidey, check the sat feeds and see if you can raise well, anyone."&nbsp; Tony continued to the med bay and gently laid Susan out on the bed.&nbsp; She was instantly scanned by the system, the results coming up on a monitor.&nbsp; He'd taken his helmet off completely at this point, it laying on a table.&nbsp; As he watched the results he quickly looked to Sue and said, "I'll task some satellites to find the kids.&nbsp; Johnny will keep them safe, you know that."&nbsp; Tony said, trying to be sympathetic while no one else was around.&nbsp; He and Reed didn't always agree with each (rarely did they ever), but Tony had always respected the man for his work and as a fellow hero.&nbsp; He'd known about the trip to Disney on pure chance while talking to Pepper a few days ago.&nbsp; And his camera's had given him a feed earlier on what was left of the Baxter Building; coupled with Susan's recent actions it was easy to conclude what had happened.<br><br>Looking down at the beautiful blond he couldn't help but wish she wasn't in so much pain.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elven Sex Goddess</strong> on <strong>01-06-2014, 03:59:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://static.comicvine.com/uploads/original/0/77/246445-5892-spider-woman.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Spider-Woman (Jessica Drew)<br><br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; Stark Tower<br><br><strong>Time:</strong>&nbsp; 14:24<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; Ironman, Spider-man, Invisible Woman, Lady Sif / open<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Costume</span><br><br>The press of people,&nbsp; so many of them.&nbsp; Those left outside,&nbsp; it hurt Jessica to think of those outside.&nbsp; &nbsp; This is an epic proportions nightmare.&nbsp; &nbsp; For now she just sag against a interior wall.&nbsp; &nbsp;Gathering her wits about her.&nbsp; &nbsp;Looking at the others and their actions in the moment.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Watching them look to Susan.&nbsp; &nbsp; Ironman/Tony Stark takes of his Ironman helmet.&nbsp; She had questions herself,&nbsp; like what are the supplies like,&nbsp; there are so many people crammed into Stark tower.&nbsp; &nbsp;But for now she hold her tongue.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>She felt inadequate within the walls.&nbsp; &nbsp; Actually she felt like a coward when so many needed people like her out there fighting.&nbsp; &nbsp;She hit the wall in frustration and take off.&nbsp; &nbsp;Heading into the tower.&nbsp; &nbsp;Towards a stairwell to be precise.&nbsp; &nbsp; As she looks to climb the stairs to they very top.&nbsp; &nbsp;To let out steam,&nbsp; to get back into the fight.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;<br><br>&nbsp; <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Batman4560</strong> on <strong>01-06-2014, 05:04:20</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.filmjackets.com/FEATURES/IMAGES/Feature_XMen4-Wolverine-med.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><br><br><strong>Name:</strong> Logan (Wolverine)<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Old H.Y.D.R.A. Base<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:05<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Laura Kinney/Rogue/Ghost Rider/Deadpool/Agent Venom/Black Cat/Captain America<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> See Photo<br><br>Alot was happening around Logan. His X-Men teammates went off to find clothes, and honestly Logan could use one of his uniforms right now. Logan shrugged his shoulders and slid his jacket off while Steve walked away towards the man known as Flash Thompson. Logan was told about Flash by Peter some time ago and Logan hadn't really had a real opinion on the guy, so long as he did his job Logan wouldn't think ill of the former bully who hosted the Venom symbiote. <br><br>Logan began to smell a flurry of different scents, sex, Natasha, Steve....It was almost overwhelming. Shortly after he began to pick up on all the scents he saw Steve rush back out the way he and the others came. Normally he would have followed but Steve hadn't given him the order and knew that Captain America could handle himself. <br><br>The only other person he didn't know aside from Flash was the Black Cat. Logan got a good vibe from Flash and understood by the way he held the back of the line that he was a team player but he wanted to know he could trust the woman. Logan wandered around the base until he came up to the side of the young lady and stood next to her. <strong>"Hey kid, how you holding up?"</strong> He asked and glanced over at her.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Loves</strong> on <strong>01-06-2014, 07:39:41</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i975.photobucket.com/albums/ae240/samanthamazur/Vdu7FgAk6rKd_zpsc4407f20.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>Felicia Hardy/Black Cat (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=202758.msg9932062#msg9932062)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Avenger's Mansion -&nbsp; Hidden Base <br><strong>Time:</strong> 1:30 ish<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Wolverine…&nbsp; Open<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> <del> This &nbsp;(http://i975.photobucket.com/albums/ae240/samanthamazur/ZTzDOztBjdw5_zps329c8f3d.jpg)</del> <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; Her Black Cat Costume &nbsp;(http://i975.photobucket.com/albums/ae240/samanthamazur/black_cat_0010_by_raffaelemarinetti-d3l3114_zps715a8b96.jpg)<br><br></span></span><hr>&nbsp; <br><br><div style="text-align: justify;">Felicia felt lost. Alone. But mostly worried. She worried over her father. She worried over Deadpool. She worried about needing to worry about Deadpool! What were those things? Why had they come? There were too many questions, and no one to give the answers. Felicia wasn’t a hero, she was a thief. She used her talents to benefit herself, not to save the world from evil. There was evil in everyone, or so she felt. She had been forced in the victim role once before. It wasn’t a place she had enjoyed. After the assault Felicia had made herself a promise, never to allow anyone to put her back into such a vulnerable position again! She would do what she had to do in order to keep that promise, even if that meant shifting from thief to… whatever this was. <br><br>Hero? Cat shook her head, the idea seemed ridiculous. But then so did the idea of robots from god knows where invading the earth demanding the humans submit. Life had changed in a matter of minutes! Pausing to look at some old records in a file Felicia paused in the midst of flipping through the papers when she first felt a presence nearby. The deep timber of a man's voice sounded, to her left, drawing Cat to turn to face him with a simple, yet elegant turn on the balls of her feet. <strong>”I’m not gonna lie.. I’ve had better days”</strong> she stood before dangerous looking man, taking in his form, openly trailing her eyes over his body from head to foot and back again. <br><br><strong>”What were those things?”</strong> she asked, hoping to get some answers to the questions rolling unanswered in her mind. </div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Batman4560</strong> on <strong>01-06-2014, 12:36:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.filmjackets.com/FEATURES/IMAGES/Feature_XMen4-Wolverine-med.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><br><br><strong>Name:</strong> Logan (Wolverine)<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Old H.Y.D.R.A. Base<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:05<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Laura Kinney/Rogue/Ghost Rider/Deadpool/Agent Venom/Black Cat/Captain America<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> See Photo<br><br>Logan glanced down at the papers Felicia had been glancing at then made eye contact with the blonde. She had just asked what those things were, he assumed she meant the Ultron bots. Logan took a deep breath and closed his eyes for a second then spoke up. <strong>"Ultron. It's a robot built by Hank Pym, it was supposed to...If I got it right, help Hank with whatever it was he was doing."</strong> Logan didn't have the whole Ultron thing down just yet. <strong>"It didn't turn out right, as you can see. Since then it has been trying to kill people everywhere. Making more than one of itself is a new trick. Names Logan by the way."</strong><br><br>He extended a hand to shake then smiled at her. Logan started to walk around the room they were in and sat down at a small desk. <strong>"Hero thing is new to you isn't it?"</strong> Logan had been around a long time and knew just about everyone in the hero game. The old man fought just about everyone too but this girl was new to him. </span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sasquatch421</strong> on <strong>01-06-2014, 15:55:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/27/Mimic.jpg)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Calvin Rankin/ Mimic<br><strong>Location:</strong> Somewhere in New York<br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:15<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Natasha, Captain America <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Currently the same as Natasha, including form; changes back in Dark Avengers uniform and himself later on<br><br></span></span><hr><br>The double smiles hearing Natasha's laugh, the world was going to hell around them and yet they did manage to find something to laugh about. At first, huh? She did look over though, "When one thinks about it we are all born the same up top. Downstairs is a different matter though and we have the years to get used to it." A thought crosses through Mimic's mind and was voiced soon after, "Yes, human and mutant... Avengers and villians... We are all the same at birth, but life drives us one way or another." Silence fills the street as Mimic takes occasional glimpses at Natasha, and unlike Ultron, he knows a bit more about the Black Widow, "You know? With the exception of some things we are not all that different are we? Like me you never started out as a hero, and have done things that we are not proud of. Unlike me though, you have found a place where you belong and true comrades."<br><br>She lets out a sigh, "I never have had that many friends... Blob and Weapon Omega might not be the best people, but we understood each other. Moira MacTaggert was one I could actually consider my best friend, before she passed away from the Legacy Virus. It was because of her I joined Excalibur... Then years later I find myself in Osborne's little group battling depression..." Then the rest of the way was silent until Natasha spoke to him and suggested that he changed back. Nodding in agreement Mimic gets set to do that, "Very educational... Tight clothing is so much better when you don't have to worry about moose knuckle. Don't worry though I won't change back into you for any exploring. It would be quite rude..."<br><br>Before Mimic gets the chance to change back Captain America makes his appearance. Couldn't fault the Captain for approaching cautiously and Calvin gives up the form changing back to his original 6'2" body. The large white M graces the front and even runs down the thighs. The gauntlets around his wrists even have smaller versions of "M" on them and while Calvin might not have the greatest opinion on Norman Osborne anymore, the Dark Avengers uniform he got was pretty sweet. Mimic flexes stretching out the large white feathered wings that comeback with his form. He gives Cap a small smile, "Hi... I was giving Black Widow some company on her way here and she helped me out by letting me borrow her form, since I don't have any of my Bipolar medication with me."<br><br>He knew he had mentioned fighting together, but the more Calvin thinks about it the worse the idea sounded. If he didn't have his medication or a constant source for a healing factor, his mental illness would get in the way. Besides he had tried to be a hero more then once, but things never seemed to work out for him. His eyes flicker from the Captain to Natasha, "Well here you go... It was great chatting with you, but I'll make my exit now. The good Captain probably has the people he needs and I would be in the road. I'll find somewhere to roost myself and try and work to keep them flying drones away from you all...." Turning he takes a step and his wings spread as Calvin gets ready to leave....
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Loves</strong> on <strong>01-06-2014, 18:29:44</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i975.photobucket.com/albums/ae240/samanthamazur/Vdu7FgAk6rKd_zpsc4407f20.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>Felicia Hardy/Black Cat (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=202758.msg9932062#msg9932062)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Avenger's Mansion -&nbsp; Hidden Base <br><strong>Time:</strong> 1:30 ish<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Wolverine…&nbsp; Open<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> <del> This &nbsp;(http://i975.photobucket.com/albums/ae240/samanthamazur/ZTzDOztBjdw5_zps329c8f3d.jpg)</del> <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; Her Black Cat Costume &nbsp;(http://i975.photobucket.com/albums/ae240/samanthamazur/black_cat_0010_by_raffaelemarinetti-d3l3114_zps715a8b96.jpg)<br><br></span></span><hr>&nbsp; <br><br><div style="text-align: justify;">Felicia took a moment to consider how to introduce herself. Did she take a chance and give her real name? Did she stick with her assumed name? It all came down to trust. Only the rules had changed. No longer was it Black Cat against the liars and cheats of society. It wasn’t even Felicia and her daddy against the world. It was only Felicia… she was uncertain of her father’s fate, but the man had taught her well. She was to look after her own skin before considering the safety of others, even him.&nbsp; With the new rules that the attack had set into play Felicia knew her life had changed as she knew it, and that would mean the rules would have to change. She was going to have to take a leap of faith and trust these strangers that had worked together to save the lives of countless of innocent bystanders, not to mention saving her. <br><br>Accepting his offered hand, Felicia offered a genuine smile and put her faith in his hands. <strong>”Felicia Hardy...or… Black Cat”</strong> she paused for a moment and wondered if Logan might have heard of the cat burglar that had been making a name for herself. <strong>”I’m no hero. I was born a thief, most likely will die a thief… I’m not sure how good a hero I can be… “</strong> She paused, slipping her hand from his and turning to face the man before her. <strong>”I’m no angel. But with all that I have done, I’ve never hurt anyone on purpose, and I don’t plan on starting now. I want to help fight… whatever this is but”</strong> she turned to keep from staring into his eyes that seemed so intense that they could penetrate her mind. <strong>”I’m not sure how effective I can be. It’s not like breaking into a safe.”</strong></div> <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>02-06-2014, 00:59:51</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://topwalls.net/wallpapers/2013/06/Charlize-Theron-5-1350x2400.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Invisible Woman/Susan Richards&nbsp; <br><strong>Location:</strong> Stark Tower<br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:30<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Spider Man and Iron-Man<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Fantastic Four Uniform<br><br></span></span><hr><br>Peter asked Sue where *everyone else* was, meaning the rest of her team. She looked up at him, the blood had rushed from her face and she was as white as her new costume. "Reed and Ben were killed...Johnny....Johnny is in California with the Kids..." She was able to get out weakly before Tony bundled her up in his arms, which was a realif as she could barely stand any longer. He took her over to the medical bay and went about tending to her. He told her that he would put satellites to find Johnny and her babies and Susan just sniffed back her tears. "How will I tell them Tony?" She said in such a weak and desperate voice. "How do I tell my kids their farther is dead?" At that point she broke, her heart hurt her and she turned away from the handsome hero and slighlently sobbed as she wrapped her arms around herself as she lay out on the operating table. Her world was over, how was she ever to get through all of this without Reed? <br><br>He was her everything. <br>And now he was.....gone. <br><br><hr><div class="floatleft">(http://img4.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20131018142657/marvelmovies/images/c/cd/SifDark.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Lady Sif&nbsp; <br><strong>Location:</strong> Stark Tower<br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:30<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> SpiderMan<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Asguardian Armour<br><br></span></span><hr><br>Sif watched as Stark took care of Susan and took her in his arms to his medical lab, to check if her wounds were internal. Alas, she was feeling the pain of a love that was lost. The Warrior felt such pity for her as she watched the events unfold. The Invisible Woman had just broken the news to the Man Spider that the Fantastic Four were no more. Heroes the Thing and Mr Fantastic were no longer of this world, even though his face was hidden behind his red Mask Sif could tell by his body language the Man Spider was shocked at this.<br><br>His brothers in arms had fallen in combat. <br><br>Sif gently put her left hand on his shoulder.<br><br>"Fear not Man of Spiders. You're friends will be among the honoured dead in the Halls of Vahahalla. Songs shall be sung of their heroic deeds and those of us who still stand shall Avenge them when the time is wright."
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>02-06-2014, 01:18:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://images.contactmusic.com/images/feature-images/captain-america-scarlett-johansson-636-370.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Natasha Romanov/Black Widow <br><strong>Location:</strong> Towards Caps Base<br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:30<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Mimic, Captain America, Wolverine etc<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Civilian Clothes<br><br></span></span><hr><br>She was relived to see Steven come out to greet them from the hidden base, these were indeed Danger Filled hours and even Captain America could fall under a onslaught of Ultrons programmed to kill him. She went up to him and through her arms around him and pulled him into a tight hug, Her face nuzzled into his neck and she inhaled that familiar scent, the scent of him she grew so fond of. The hug would also let him know she was *her* as Mimic was still taking her form. <br><br>But as she broke away the Mutant shape shifted back into his normal handsome visage. She wondered if Steven would recognise him. As *Mimic* Calvin had a brief history as a hero, often been caught on the *wrong side* of things which had landed him in considerable trouble. Been aligned with Norman Osbourne was not going to be a popular decision for most of the current Avengers. However with Ultron attacking the way he was they would need all the allies they could get, no question about it. But moments before they arrived here Calvin was joking about the tight clothing their costumes often had about them. how ones genitals would sometimes be on display very much. So at least he had a sense of humour about the whole thing. <br><br>Calvin then started making excuses about how he should go but the Black Widow was having none of it. "Don't go Mimic. Its not safe out there for any of us on our own. You should come inside to the base with us. On our next run into the city il see if I can drop by a chemist and pick up some anti depressants for you. Help you get through this alittel easier." She offered him with a kind smile. She then looked back towards Steve. "I got the civilians to safety...I want to check on them in a day or two. What about everyone else? We didn't loose anybody did we?" She asked in reference to the heroes they bumped into who went with Cap.&nbsp; She hoped everyone was allright.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TamaRose</strong> on <strong>02-06-2014, 03:51:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/4/49/Sofia-vergara.jpg/419px-Sofia-vergara.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Rogue<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Hydra base<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:25<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Laura<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Leather halter top and matching leather pants, boots, and gloves.<br><br><br></span><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/21/Leather_halter_top.jpg)<br><br>(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/1/15/Leather_pants_and_boots.jpg/333px-Leather_pants_and_boots.jpg)<br><br>(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/98/Leather_gloves.jpg)</div></div><br><br>Rogue was no longer a little girl. If anything she grown up to be a very beautiful....very voluptuous woman...and by the way the tight leather hugged her round hips, thick thighs, big breasts, and and round rump, anyone with a pulse would take notice to her in her new outfit.<br><br>Then again Laura was quite a sight to look at as well. She may have been thin but she wasn't overly thin. She was tall, lean and full of muscle. Maybe she wasn't as tall as Rogue but Laura was just tall enough for her to lean in and kiss her at just the right angle.<br><br>In either case, she figured they looked as good as some of the other female superheros that were around the world. So, what the hell should she care?<br><br><strong>"As temptin' as that sounds I wouldn't want the boys creamin' their pants anymore then what they already will. Still, it does give me' an idea for much later."</strong><br><br>Giving, Laura a cocky smile, she led her out of the room and down the hall, hoping some of their friends made it to the base alive. <strong>"Let's see if Logan and anyone else made it ta' the base. Maybe they can give us a heads up on what we should do next."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Matttheman89</strong> on <strong>02-06-2014, 05:17:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.blogcdn.com/news.moviefone.com/media/2013/07/captain-america-chris-evans.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Steve Rogers/Captain America<br><strong>Location:</strong> Decommissioned Hydra Base<br><strong>Time:</strong> <br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Black Widow, Agent Venom, Black Cat, Rogue, Wolverine, Laura, Mimic<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Civilian Clothes.<br><br></span></span><hr><br>Soon after Steve began to approach, one of the Natasha's suddenly rushed to meet him, throwing her arms around her and coming in close for a tight hug. At that moment, the other Natasha, began to change it's shape, becoming a tall, blonde man with wings and a large M on the chest of his costume. Mimic. Before dealing with that though, Steve brought his arms around Natasha, hugging her back as she nuzzled against his muscular frame. She was so soft and warm, and feeling her pressed against him brought back memories of their kiss back at the train station, before Ultron had attacked. "I'm glad you're alright, Natasha." he said softly, stroking her hair for a second before turning his attention to Mimic, who was getting ready to depart.<br><br>Natasha tried to persuade the man to stay, and though Steve made note of the man's mention of his disorder, he raised a hand in Mimic's direction. He knew little of the man, but he remembered hearing that Mimic had ran with the X-men for a time, although he had also worked with Osborn a few years back when the man had taken over. Many other 'heroes' had, however, so he wasn't going to turn him away solely because of that. "Wait, Mimic. Widow is right. You should stay. With what's happening, we're going to need all of the help we can get. You're welcome to come inside."<br><br>Natasha turned back to Steve, informing him that she had gotten her civilian charges to safety before asking about the others. "Ghost Rider and Deadpool stayed behind to buy us time to get away, but other than that, everyone is fine." Steve replied as he turned and began leading the way back into the base. The less time they spent out in the open, the better. "I'm worried about them. But Ghost Rider is one of the strongest forces on the planet, and Deadpool is...well...Deadpool. So they'll likely be alright. The next time we're in the city though, we'll try to find them. Right now, we all need to get some rest. It's been a long day."<br><br>Already, Steve was trying to think of what their next step would be. He wished he knew how many of the others were still out there. He was sure Iron Man had his own plans on what to do next, and like himself, was probably already gathering allies. They needed to coordinate. Getting into contact wouldn't be easy though. Ultron wanted to keep them separate, and would do everything in his power to make it happen. "There's room for all of us, inside. We'll need to make a run for supplies eventually, but for now, we have enough to make do with what's left over from the last time we used this place." he said as they returned to the inner levels of the base. "We have some time to come up with a plan."
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elven Sex Goddess</strong> on <strong>02-06-2014, 06:00:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2012/338/6/9/x_23_backshot_by_idelacio-d5n10z0.png)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Laura Kinney<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Hydra base outside city limits<br><br><strong>Time:</strong>&nbsp; 14:28<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Rogue (Anna Marie) -&nbsp; Flash Thompson/Venom,&nbsp; Captain America, Natasha Romanov/Black Widow, Mimic as Natasha - Wolverine, Black Cat - Open.<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong>&nbsp; As pictured to left.<br></span><br><br>Laura gives a pouting look for a brief moment to Rogue declining the suggestion of the leash.&nbsp; &nbsp;It through is fleeting,&nbsp; as Rogue turns to head out.&nbsp; &nbsp;Laura puts a hand on her shoulder and pulls up along side her.&nbsp; &nbsp;As the walk back towards where the others are, or the last place they had seem them.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>"If things go to hell out there when we go back out.&nbsp; &nbsp;I want you to take off those gloves of yours and grab me, no objections to it."&nbsp; <br><br>She let Rogue obsorb that for a moment.&nbsp; Then would speak again.<br><br>"We need to find out about the X-Men mansion.&nbsp; &nbsp;If everyone is alright,&nbsp; was it attacked like the Average mansion, if so did everyone get out.&nbsp; &nbsp;Anyways lets find Captain America."<br><br>She knew Logan pitch or so she thought,&nbsp; it would be to charge ahead.&nbsp; &nbsp;A plan was going to be needed,&nbsp; a strategy.&nbsp; &nbsp;The Captain be better at that, she felt.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>While all the time she is talking.&nbsp; The hand she had put on Rogue shoulder, has slipped down the quite voluptuous beauty's back.&nbsp; Down across the small of her backside and onto that nice round booty of hers in the tight fitting leather pants.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>"You know I hope there is more of those pants.&nbsp; I got the perfect instruments to peel them off quickly." She say teasingly as they round a corner and come upon&nbsp; &nbsp;Wolverine and the Black Cat.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Batman4560</strong> on <strong>02-06-2014, 06:07:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.filmjackets.com/FEATURES/IMAGES/Feature_XMen4-Wolverine-med.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><br><br><strong>Name:</strong> Logan (Wolverine)<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Old H.Y.D.R.A. Base<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:05<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Laura Kinney/Rogue/Ghost Rider/Deadpool/Agent Venom/Black Cat/Captain America<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> See Photo<br><br><strong>"Well Cat, it's nice to meet ya. Don't worry about the possibility of not being able to help. We all have our skill sets. Some of us have more than others but none of us are un-killable. We need to help eachother."</strong> In his many years of living Logan had learned many life lessons, some of them over and over but often times those lessons stuck with him...when he had the fortune of having a memory. <br><br>Logan stood up and started to head back the way he came, unable to sit idly by for to long and also picking up the scent of Mimic. <strong>"Who knows, maybe the real Ultron is hanging out in a giant safe and you are the only one that can open the door."</strong> He smiled and reached into his back pocket where a metal case rested. He opened it and pulled out a cigar and liter. Logan cut one end off the cigar with his claw and lit the smoke. <strong>"C'mon kid, we have a guest."</strong> He waved over to Hardy and made his way back towards the central meeting room, ready to plan out the groups next move. <br><br>The elder X-Man stopped when he came face to face with Laura and Rouge. <strong>"Hardy go ahead and meet up with the others I need to talk with my teammates real quick."</strong> He said and waited for Hardy to walk off before looking at the two girls. <strong>"Have fun?"</strong> He asked and sniffed the air. Logan did his best to pull his eyes away from the girls but couldn't help but look them up and down. <strong>"I'm gonna try to scout ahead and find a safe way to the X-mansion. After meeting up with the Cap. I want you two to do whatever it is he says and help keep as many alive as possible got it?"</strong></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dirtythesnapper</strong> on <strong>02-06-2014, 23:37:35</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/n0cbox0.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Scott Summers (Cyclops)<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Jean Grey School for Gifted Youngsters<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:05<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Magneto, Psylocke, Colossus<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> New Cyclops Suit (http://i.imgur.com/Wl2m1Uw.jpg)<br><br><hr><div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/n2KZVWg.jpg)</div>A loud crash had followed the initiation of Ultron's attack and now a loud crash signaled the entrance of Juggernaut. Scott and Kitty had been inside the school when the gates of hell spewed forth, but now they were off in other areas of the school getting the kids safe. Piotr had been doing the same, but it was clear he was not in the fray. Scott knew he could be useful out in the battle, but he wanted to make sure this wing of the school was safe.<br><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/y12Gjum.jpg)</div><br>"Come on guys get in the center of the school quickly." he urged them in. As he got his area secured and got the kids safe, Cyclops knew he would be in the fight. He did a quick run through of the school all the while hearing the crunching of metal, but he didn't find Shadowcat. "Shit, she must already be out there. I am really the last into the fray?" Scott chuckled slightly now that he knew the kids were relatively safe and ran out to the front of the school. As expected Piotr was wreaking havoc, but as the brother of Havok, Scott knew he could add to it. He hadn't expected to see Magneto or Psylocke, but he didn't waste time pondering as the first bots came flying towards him.<br><br>"Submit or die." They chanted at him, but they were silenced quickly as his optical ray tore through them. He shut the visor and started running over to where the other were gathered. He hadn't seen Kitty yet and that worried him. Along the way he once again opened his visor to blast a few Ultrons out of the sky. The release energy was double what his last blast was. He thought to himself as he shut the red visor, "Damnit, the Phoenix Force might just get me killed if my blasts keep fluctuating like this." He knew he had to worry about alternating power levels, but at least for now it seemed his blasts were on the stronger side of the spectrum.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SydneyDrew20</strong> on <strong>03-06-2014, 00:30:12</strong>
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				Name: Kitty Pryde (Shadowcat)<br>Location: Jean Grey School for Gifted Youngsters<br>Time: 14:05<br>Tagging: Cyclops, Magneto, Psylocke, Colossus<br>Wearing: New X-Men Suit (http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z255/Pakkrat/Marvel%20Profile/X3_Kitty_Pryde_colored_by_windrider.jpg)<br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://m.cdn.blog.hu/me/mediashow/image/470_2686570.jpg)</div>Kitty thought she would be better at being on the outside when the attack began. Whatever had happened in the past was nothing compared to what was happening now. If she feared an enemy before, that was all gone. This new threat right here was the one that they were fearing the most. Even now, radical anti-mutant groups seemed like fairies compared to these guys. She summoned Lockheed from the room she had created for him in the basement since he had grown a lot and it was no longer possible to keep the little, or the big guy, in her room. Defending the home front was something she thought she was better suited at than herding the younger students to safety. <br><br>Lockheed came bursting out of the basement through the way Kitty had showed him and began his assault on the invaders with his faithful companion. Kitty and him had been inseparable and the little cute dragon she had once called a pet had risen to become a fierce protector of both hr and the X-Men. She looked around, hoping that Scott and the others were alright. "Come on, Lockheed!" Kitty and him shared a psychic bond and he sometimes permitted her to control him. This creature was not only a dragon, but he possessed abilities of his own that just fortified the bond between him and Miss Pryde. <br><br><br><br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://ifanboy.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/07/917167-lockheed07_super.jpg)</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>03-06-2014, 00:57:20</strong>
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				(http://www.espaciomarvelita.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/Ghost_Rider+Concept_Art_by_Jerad_S_Marantz_02a.jpg)<br><br><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>NAME:</strong> Ghost Rider<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> New York Street<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>Deadpool, Open</span><br><br>The girls watched as the two lumps of flesh fell to the dusty pavement with a wet splat. They Huddled in fear, whimpering at the sight of this walking hellish creature before them. The Other thugs, started to circle around the Rider, some afraid. Others too stupid to be afraid. "PUTA!" one thug screamed as he charged the Flaming skeleton, a crowbar in his hand. He brought it down with all his might across the Rider's lower mandible. The Rider's head snapped to the side as his jaw hung by one joint, rocking side to side. Threatening to fall off completely. The Girls could only watch, Their Fates with the Demon uncertain, but they were sure didn't didn't bode well. "HA! Takes that you fucker!" the Thug crowed in victory as the Rider's eyes slowly tilted up, and glared at him. His hand coming up, and grabbing the mandible. He reset the bone with a crunch that had the girls stomach churning. When the Demonic biker looked back at the thug that struck him. he raised his hand with the index finger extended upwards. Moving it in a sweeping Arc back, and forth in a mocking scolding manner. <br><br>the very next instant, the Rider's left fist came up, and uppercutted the gangbanger. Sending him skywards as his right arm drew back. the Chain unfurling from around his forearm, skittering back behind him. When the Rider decided the sack of flesh was high enough, He whipped his chain out, and the links ensnared the middle of the youth. With a sharp jerk, the Rider yanked him down, and slammed him hard into the pavement. The body bursting into flame, and ash. the Impact, hard enough to leave a crater.<br><br>The Rider let out a deep guttural laugh. He truly enjoyed the Killing of the Corrupted, and on a level, So did George. One of the thugs finally got it in his head to draw his gun. It was nothing more than a 9mm zipgun, but it was something that he could use so as to not get close to the Flaming harbinger of Death. He drew a bead on the Rider's back. Firing, the gun made a "Pap!" sound that echoed against the surrounding buildings. the Bullets ripped through the cotton t-shirt, glowing holes forming where they entered. Fives shots Fired, Five shots entering the hellish inferno of the Rider's back. Instantly the Rider's head snapped around as he glared at the terrified man. The Rider would cross the few feet between them in only a couple of strides. The Man raised the gun to fire again, but the Rider's hand clamped down on the Gun, and the gunman's hand. The Metal intantly began to melt as the man started yelling in pain. The Rider stood there, before him. Watching as the flames&nbsp; around his head flicked lazily into the air. <br><br>The man's screams continued as he felt a burning sensation deep within him. Soon, steam started to come out of his nose, mouth, ears, and eyes. His skin started to glow a soft orange color as bright yellow, and orange fissures started to appear in jagged lines along his skin. the Rider was burning him alive from the inside out. The Rider let out a low hiss of pleasure as he watched the life slowly evaporate from the Corrupted's eyes. The Screams became louder, and louder as the pain was all he could sense, and feel. Suddenly, the flesh began to crumble, and float away on the wind like burning embers into the darkening sky. The Thug lost the power to stand, and yet he still burned. Burned until there was nothing left, but ash. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sasquatch421</strong> on <strong>03-06-2014, 01:12:03</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/27/Mimic.jpg)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Calvin Rankin/ Mimic<br><strong>Location:</strong> Somewhere in New York<br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:15<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Natasha, Captain America, everyone in the safe house <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Dark Avengers Uniform<br><br></span></span><hr><br>He watched as Natasha ran to Steve and he had to admit, Calvin was a little jealous.... He had never found the one for him, and while he had flings like with Mystique which is probably why he had her gifts. Not one was that one girl.... That had only urged on his urge to leave, but he had stopped when he heard Natasha's voice. His head turned as Captain America offered a hand and also mentioned wanting him to stay. His eyebrows lift, "If I get a bad episode I could be a danger..." Then Steve went on and he heard the name of Deadpool which gave him a chuckle, "Deadpool? Sure, I'm not that nuts so it might not be that bad."<br><br>Falling silent as Natasha mentions the people she saved and even Mimic had to nod, "I also saved a group and I believe they mixed in with her group after I brought them down from the roof..." Reaching out he grips Steve's offered hand and catches surface thoughts about coordinating. Calvin nods at mention of supplies, "Get me near a healing factor and I should be fine... I do have an idea or two, let's plan...." Reaching out with his telepathy Calvin touches all the minds in the safe house before he comments, <em>"Meeting time...."</em> As they walk towards the inner base Calvin catches sight of Logan... When he had some problems namely duplicating everything down to even getting the adamantium, Logan sought him out to help him. They ended up fighting Hulk, but everything worked out in the end... Calvin offers Logan a wave, "World has gone to shit and you still have your cigars? You have a beer hidden somewhere as well don't you?<br><br>Looking at the Black Cat, Calvin offers a smile and continues walking til they got to where they where going. Holding up a hand towards the Captain, Mimic speaks first introducing himself to gathered hero's as his large white feathered wing flex and stretch, "For those of you who don't know me... My name is Calvin Rankin also known as Mimic... Get close enough and I can duplicate everything from powers down to knowledge on how to use your gifts." He looks towards Captain America before flashing a grin, "Under certain circumstances I can keep powers, and I have all the powers of the original X-Men and recently gained the gifts of Mystique. I have also did an upgrade, but don't need them yet." Looking about he focuses back on Steve, "I still do have Xavier's telepathy and could hopefully reach any of the other groups here in New York, depending on what Ultron has done. Get me to Cerebra if she is still functioning and well...."
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Loves</strong> on <strong>03-06-2014, 02:05:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i975.photobucket.com/albums/ae240/samanthamazur/Vdu7FgAk6rKd_zpsc4407f20.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>Felicia Hardy/Black Cat (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=202758.msg9932062#msg9932062)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Avenger's Mansion -&nbsp; Hidden Base <br><strong>Time:</strong> its got to be way after 1:30 by now <br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Listening to the speech&nbsp; (Wolverine, Mimic, Captian America, Natasha, and all the others listening to the speech. Mentioning Deadpool).…&nbsp; Open<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> <del> This &nbsp;(http://i975.photobucket.com/albums/ae240/samanthamazur/ZTzDOztBjdw5_zps329c8f3d.jpg)</del> <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; Her Black Cat Costume &nbsp;(http://i975.photobucket.com/albums/ae240/samanthamazur/black_cat_0010_by_raffaelemarinetti-d3l3114_zps715a8b96.jpg)<br><br></span></span><hr>&nbsp; <br><br><div style="text-align: justify;">Felicia decided then and there that she liked Logan. He was not your “typical” adult, ready to tell her what to do and how to do it. She hoped to get a chance to talk with him again, learn what his deal was. But for now it appeared like there were others joining the little gang of rebels that had found sanctuary in the… whatever this place was.&nbsp; Again Cat looked around her, curious to learn more about the people she had fallen in with, and the place the good captain had brought them to. But for now it was “lecture” time. Or so it appeared. <br><br>Cat smiled back at the newcomer that had entered along with the redhead from the train who was so obviously with Captain America. At least these strangers were friendly enough. No one had pointed at her and demanded she explain why she was there with them. Why was she there? It was a good question.&nbsp; When it came down to it, Felicia was there out of survival. Whether she would remain a thief, or morph into some kinda hero, the fact was Cat was a survivor! She had survived the rape, she had survived learning the truth about her father, and she had survived helping him break out of jail. Nothing , not even psycho robots were going to keep her from surviving War of the Words, Hero vs Machine. <br><br>Felicia moved along with the others, but was careful to remain on the outskirts of the gathering. She looked around as the new guy that called himself Mimic began to talk, introducing himself and explaining his talents. Was this what they were doing now? Show and tell of name, rank and talent? Slowly Felicia stepped back, hoping to blend into the background. She felt out of place among these heros. Cat missed Deadpool! He was crazy, and most likely would drive her crazy, but there was something about the guy that made her feel… not alone. <strong>”I hope he’s okay”</strong> she whispered softly. </div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>03-06-2014, 03:59:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://images.contactmusic.com/images/feature-images/captain-america-scarlett-johansson-636-370.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Natasha Romanov/Black Widow <br><strong>Location:</strong> Secret Avengers Base<br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:35<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Mimic, Captain America, Wolverine, Black Cat, Venom, X 23, Rogue<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Civilian Clothes<br><br></span></span><hr><br>Black Widow was pleased to see that Calvin was going to stay with them. As they walked into the *control* room which was still very much operational Natasha looked around at the faces of those who had survived. Black Cat was a little known individual and Venom....well...Flash Thompson was a good man, good Solider. But the alien symbiote had the power to corrupt even the most Nobel individual and the Widow wondered how long until he was corrupted by such a beast. Would he turn on them? <br><br>Wolverine, Rogue and X-23 were all Xmen and skilled freedom fighters and as such could relied upon to make the had calls. A good team but one with kinks to be sure and that made Widow uneasy. Mimic asked if they had a cerebro model around as he had harnessed some telepathic abilities from the late Charles Xaiver. "No...." she simply said in a very matter of fact tone as she looked over at Steve. He would surely be their leader in such troubled times. "But we should try and contact the Jean Grey Institute....as well as the SHEILD hellicarrier."&nbsp; <br><br>She looked back up at Steve. "Suggestions?"&nbsp; &nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elven Sex Goddess</strong> on <strong>03-06-2014, 05:45:01</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2012/338/6/9/x_23_backshot_by_idelacio-d5n10z0.png)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Laura Kinney<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Hydra base outside city limits<br><br><strong>Time:</strong>&nbsp; <br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Rogue (Anna Marie),Captain America, Natasha Romanov/Black Widow, Wolverine, Open.<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong>&nbsp; As pictured to left.<br></span><br><br>Laura sobers up into her elite highly trained covert assassin persona of&nbsp; X-23.&nbsp; &nbsp; She would let go of&nbsp; Rogue,&nbsp; shaking her head no to&nbsp; Logan on his plan to go cowboy all by himself.&nbsp; <br><br>"We go as a team,&nbsp; were all trained and right now we really don't need to be caught with our pants down.&nbsp; &nbsp;We stand a better chance operating as a team Logan.&nbsp; I know you and your going to disagree,&nbsp; and your wrong." <br><br>Soon&nbsp; the others are all gathered,&nbsp; &nbsp;Laura is not done, she has more suggestions to get out in regards to tactical planning.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;As she would let Natasha have her say.&nbsp; &nbsp; Once Natasha is done,&nbsp; Laura looks to&nbsp; Captain America.<br><br>"Alright,&nbsp; we have to assume one of two things have happen.&nbsp; &nbsp;Either most telepaths have been taken out, thus the darkness we find ourselves in with no contact with others.&nbsp; &nbsp;Second they may not be dead but&nbsp; some kind of dampening field has been set up.&nbsp; Ultron will be monitoring the radio frequencies and likely the telecommunication of cellular towers, wifi and likes.&nbsp; Figuring we will try to communicate with each other.&nbsp; &nbsp;So I going to ask does this base have an operational land line phone,&nbsp; &nbsp;you know the kind that still uses the telephone wires.&nbsp; Its something that likely will not be monitor by Ultron and his forces.&nbsp; &nbsp; Since he would have to tap into such directly&nbsp; and at each point to wire tap the system for each lines calls.&nbsp; &nbsp;Something that would unlikely to happen.&nbsp; The technology would be too low for him to consider it a threat.&nbsp; &nbsp; Once we start establish some contacts.&nbsp; We can determine where and who needs help.&nbsp; &nbsp;Before we go running off in all different directions." <br><br>Laura gives Logan a pointed look with her last part of her delivery of the small speech she given. After giving a look to Logan she look to Captain America and&nbsp; &nbsp;Natasha to see what they thought of her tactical suggestions.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Raen234</strong> on <strong>03-06-2014, 05:54:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://static.comicvine.com/uploads/original/11111/111119218/3521505-1507341_459351724175471_1897183933_o.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Captain Marvel / Carol Danvers<br><strong>Location:</strong> Skies around New York /&nbsp; Helicarrier<br><strong>Time:</strong> Early Afternoon<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Costume<br><br>Carol pulled herself out from some rubble of a building. She had gotten sucker-punched by a larger version of the Ultron robot. In the span of a few hours things had seem to have gone to crap, her main comm was destroyed and apart from running into a few heroes downtown she had not seen any other avengers. And at the moment she did not have the time. At best she figured whatever was going on, the others would need more time to get it implemented. And while that time ticked away people were getting hurt. she jumped up grabbed the robot that had hit her and smashed it hard into the ground. Visible sparks and dents made into its body. A second smash into the ground seemed to deactivate it. <br><br>All around the streets were chaos, she threw energy and blasted some of the bots, others seemed more resistant and a few managed to knock her back down, their strength higher than the others. It was possible they were adapting or perhaps Ultron had multiple variations of himself spread out in the attack. Whatever the result it made the situation all the more dangerous. Her comm was destroyed and it did not seem as though she could afford the time to get another so it would have to wait. <br><br>Carol did what she thought would do the most good, she fought, and she fought hard. She blasted through bots and tore others apart as best as she could, there seemed to be a number of variants that all had their own strengths, and it was hard to compensate. She thought about getting to Stark Tower or the Avengers Mansion to see if there was anyone that could co-ordinate, but as best as she could figure they would be busy with their own problems.<br><br>She flew up to the helicarrier which hovered above the city. Many of the Ultron bots, or whatever they might be called were currently launch an attack at it. She could not let them bring it down into the city, the damage would be tremendous. The SHIELD agents seemed to be doing their best but they were outgunned against the ruthless bots. She flew herself into the fight to see if she could clear the helicarrier. <br><strong><br>"Threat assessment revised, engaging new target." </strong> Was the cold calculating robotic voice that came from several of the bots as they peered off their attack to stop Carol.<br><br>They blasted at her with several energy weapons. It did not have much effect on her, her abilities allowed her to take something like that and make it into a strength. Though each robot seemed to cycle through different types of energy, the thought that they might be looking for some kind of frequency that could actually hurt her came to mind. But for now it was not taking, she absorbed the energy and pushed it deep into herself, pushing her speed and strength to new heights as she flew up and smashed her fist into one, knocking it from the sky.<br><br>She blasted at one and used the broken body of the one she had punched to block a blast from a third. She managed to find grip onto another robot as it tried to swarm her, she was able to ripped it in half. She used the now deactivated pieces as deadly projectiles that she used to take more out of the sky, though from what she had seen, some variations would likely be much more difficult to bring lasting damage to. Thankfully the bulk of these seemed to be rather dangerous, but deal able, if not for their overwhelming numbers.&nbsp; <br><br>The melee seemed to go on for minutes that felt like hours. It was not that Carol felt worried for her own safety or fear of bodily harm. It was more that there were so many innocents in these attacks and for every bot she stopped another seemed to get by to commit some terrible act or another. There were just too many of them. Where in the world had so many of them come from and where were Hank Pym or Reed Richards when you needed them. It would take every hero and perhaps more to stop Ultron if he had spread this far.<br><br>"You are not going to get this place so easily." She said to one of the bots as she tore its head off.<br><br>One of the others replied <strong>"It is irrelevant, just as humanity is irrelevant."</strong><br><br>She blasted several more as she pushed herself even harder into the fray. She was not going to let Ultron have his way so easily with her home when she had just started to make progress in it. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Batman4560</strong> on <strong>03-06-2014, 05:55:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.filmjackets.com/FEATURES/IMAGES/Feature_XMen4-Wolverine-med.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><br><br><strong>Name:</strong> Logan (Wolverine)<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Old H.Y.D.R.A. Base<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:05<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Laura Kinney/Rogue/Mimic/Black Widow/Agent Venom/Black Cat/Captain America<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> See Photo<br><br>Logan could smell Mimic from a mile away and the fact that he was in the same room as Logan made the X-Man vet turn and stand in front of the girls like a father would if he thought that someone was going to harm their child. He did his best to ignore the comment about Logan's cigars. <em>Just what we need. Another nut job in the mix.</em> Logan thought to himself and figured there was a chance that Mimic wouldn't have the smarts to stay out of Logan's head. <strong>"Do me a favor and stay sane..."</strong> He said to the unstable former X-Man. <br><br>The X-man turned his attention back to Laura who had attempted to tell Logan how to act. She was good bad lacked something Logan had more of than most. <strong>"This ain't up for debate kid. You two both have a healing factor and can keep others alive. I want you two here helping out where your needed. Let me handle this my way and don't interfere."</strong> Logan pointed at the two young ladies then stormed off to the rest of the group.<br><br>The Wolverine didn't like being told what to do and especially by Mimic, as such he hung out in the back of the growing crowd much like Cat did. Sadly he felt that the group needed to split up a bit. Mimic wanting to use the Professor's device to locate others, that was something Logan didn't intend to let happen. If Mimic snapped it was possible that he would kill all the mutants on the planet maybe worse. Natasha felt strongly about getting into contact with Fury or the school....<br><br><strong>"I'll head to the school, see if I can bring anyone back here. Cat why don't you come with me."</strong> Logan felt that her stealth skills would be a boon to him while traveling through the city, and the two would be able to keep each other safe. Before anyone had a chance to say anything else to him Logan headed for the doors, ready to get back out in the field.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TamaRose</strong> on <strong>03-06-2014, 17:58:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/4/49/Sofia-vergara.jpg/419px-Sofia-vergara.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Rogue<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Hydra base<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:25<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Laura, Mimic, Logan, Natasha, Captain, Black Cat<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Leather halter top and matching leather pants, boots, and gloves.<br><br><br><br>When Rogue heard what Laura had said about taking her gloves off and absorbing her powers, all she could do was give her a hurt look before it quickly turning to anger. How could Laura even ask her to do such a thing? She knew what it was like for her when she absorbed others powers. Not only did it leave her with their thoughts and memories but it left her feeling guilty for hurting the ones she loved. Yes, having others abilities was nice and it came in damn handy during a fight but at what price? No, she wouldn't do it. Not unless it was absolutely necessary and even then she would make sure she only took a little.<br><br>Wanting to stay angry with Laura for what she had asked of her but unable to do so with the girl's hand on her ass, she nudged her gently with her elbow as she let out a small giggle. <strong>"You are such ah' pervert'!</strong><br><br>As her and Laura made their way to join the others, Rogue took notice to an extra stray, following close behind Logan. Annoyed but not saying anything at the moment, she turned her attention to the others and Laura as they started kicking around ideas on what should be done and how things should be handled.<br><br>It wasn't until the meeting was officially over and Logan asked Cat to go with him while her and Laura stay behind did her temper really flare, causing her to give him a piece of her mind as he began storming off, away from the group of team members left standing there. <strong>"Fuck ya' Logan! You ain't mah' daddy. You don't like bein' told what ta' do. Well neither do I. Ahm' tired of you treatin' me like a kid. So fuck off!<br><br>Oh, and try and focus on what ya' are goin' ta' the mansion for. Wouldn't want ya' dick to fall out and fall in a flea infested pusseh'!</strong><br><br>Knowing, Logan had heard what she had said with his sensitive hearing, she smiled smugly before turning her attention to the one they called Mimic.<strong> "...and you! You even think of trying to use your powers to get into mah' mind or try and hurt any of mah' friends...you will find out what it is like to have ya' powers completely absorbed from ya' body."</strong><br><br>Knowing, she had to get out of there before hurting someone she quickly left in the opposite direction, finding herself a quite room where she let the Wolverine take over to the point of demolishing the room with her metal claws.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darthvegeta800</strong> on <strong>03-06-2014, 19:10:53</strong>
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				<div style="text-align: left;">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v457/Darthvegeta800/Moon_knight_inline_3_zps00484d99.jpg) (http://smg.photobucket.com/user/Darthvegeta800/media/Moon_knight_inline_3_zps00484d99.jpg.html)<br></div><div align="center"><strong>Name:</strong> Moon Knight<br><strong>Location:</strong> New York streets<br><strong>Time: </strong> 14:40<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> She Hulk / The Punisher<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Moon Knight Costume</div><br>Ultron...<br>Well Moon Knight had not too long ago had a most unpleasant experience involving Ultron's head. Or more precizely, the head of one of Ultron's surrogate bodies.<br>Count Nepharia had been after it and ironies of ironies only Moon Knight and the now deceased Echo... had been all that stood between this L.A. Kingpin and his ultimate prize.<br>But that was then.<br>This was now.<br>And just as Iron Man had promised, Ultron had come.<br><em>Ultron! The ultimate artificial intelligence. The ultimate genocidal machine!</em><br><br>The Moon-Copter, a crescent shaped VTOL vehicle stealthily sweeped over New York.<br>Moon Knight's thoughts wandering and contemplating the bold but all too real threat made by Ultron. He knew it was no boastful declaration. If Ultron had returned, he was in for a big fight!<br><strong>"Quite the understatement..." </strong>Moon Knight whispered with his deep voice.<br>"What was that?" his pilot and eternal aide 'Frenchie' asked. The moustached ex Foreign Legionnaire glanced back. He wore sunglasses and a headset.<br><strong>"Nothing Frenchie. I think i'm going for a dive..."</strong> the Moon Knight stated.<br>"You sure? Might be more effective to wait for trouble" Frenchie asked.<br>Moon Knight shook his head. His masked face and glowing gaze fixing his best friend with certitude. <strong>"You cover the high ground. Me... i'm going for a closer look. Besides... I suspect panic will erupt soon enough. Not to mention the capes and crooks will be out. One side to help. The other to cause trouble. I'd like to cover all angles. If you see anything let me know."</strong><br>"Roger that!" Frenchie said.<br><strong>"And if i need you to unleash you vulcan cannons on a couple of insane killer robots... well... i'll be in touch" </strong>Moon Knight chuckled. His gloved hand slammed a button and the underbelly of the white hitech VTOL slid open, revealing a circular exit. <br>And then, the suddenly the Moon Knight fearlessly let himself fall through the hole.<br>Frenchie flew off, smiling. He lived for this. The action. The thrill. But secretly also all the good he and his boss did.<br><br>(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v457/Darthvegeta800/406px-Moon_Knight_Head_zps99d6fb0c.jpg) (http://smg.photobucket.com/user/Darthvegeta800/media/406px-Moon_Knight_Head_zps99d6fb0c.jpg.html)<br><br><br><em>The rush, the adrenaline, the upward wind.</em><br>Moon Knight was falling between the New York skyscrapers. Suddenly he unfolded his glider cloak, thrusting forward on the wind and slowly descending upon the currents.<br>Below him the small cars became larger and the lunar themed warrior looked for anomalies or fellow heroes that might need his aid.<br>So far he saw few abnormalities. Traffic jams... worse than usual due to the panic.<br>Mild chaos. But all in all, things seemed for the moment relatively calm.<br>He knew though that this would change soon enough.<br><strong>"The Fist of Khonshu descends... villains beware... the Moon Knight has come!" </strong>he exclaimed grimly.<br>The hunt was on!
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Matttheman89</strong> on <strong>03-06-2014, 20:35:42</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.blogcdn.com/news.moviefone.com/media/2013/07/captain-america-chris-evans.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Steve Rogers/Captain America<br><strong>Location:</strong> Decommissioned Hydra Base<br><strong>Time:</strong> <br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Black Widow, Agent Venom, Black Cat, Rogue, Wolverine, Laura, Mimic<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Civilian Clothes.<br><br></span></span><hr><br>As the group came together for a meeting of the minds to try and decide on their next course of action, it didn't take Captain America long to realize that this wasn't going to be an easy group to manage. As always, Wolverine was eager to do things his own way. But Rogue and X-23 were very quick to shoot that idea down, and Steve was surprised by the venom and anger in Rogue's tone as she accosted Logan for his attitude, before also turning some heat onto Mimic, apparently for simply being here. Steve wasn't privy to everything that had gone on between the man and the rest of the X-Men, but he had heard things were tense. Clearly that was true. Sighing, he put an hand to his face in exasperation as Rogue stormed off angrily, reminding Cap more of Wolverine in the old days more than anything else. "Alright. That's enough. We don't need to make Ultron's job any easier by fighting ourselves instead of him." Captain America said sternly.<br><br>"Using land-lines isn't a bad idea. Ultron was built to tap into and use the most advanced technology on the planet. He might not consider using them worth his time." Steve said, looking at X-23, who had suggested the idea. It wouldn't be very reliable, but it was worth considering. "Contacting Shield likely wouldn't work that way, but as long as the lines are still standing, contacting the Jean Gray Institute should be possible. We'll need to get into contact with Tony at Avengers Tower as well, although that may be more difficult. He likely has the place on complete lockdown to keep Ultron from getting into his systems." If that was the case, one of the few ways left to them may have been the direct route, but that was far too dangerous. Avengers Tower would be receiving a lot of attention from Ultron and his drones, so approaching that would be almost certain death without any real heavy hitters.<br><br>"Right now, the most important thing is getting into contact with as many X-Men and Avengers as possible. We need to know who's still out there, so we can work together on this. Once that's done, we need to figure out where the real Ultron is hiding. So far, we've only been dealing with his Drones. We'll never get anywhere unless we stop this at the source." That would be easier said than done. Tracking Ultron down likely would take more than the collective expertise in this room. Iron Man would likely possess the technical knowledge needed to try and track Ultron down, unless they somehow managed to just stumble upon him, or Ultron was foolish enough to make his location known.
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>03-06-2014, 22:22:42</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.ohmygahh.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/07/idris-elba-shirtless-naked-2013.png)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Blue Marvel<br><strong>Location:</strong> Descending into Earth's atmosphere<br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:45<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Open<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Blue Marvel Uniform (http://static.comicvine.com/uploads/original/11111/111115328/3745572-blue+marvel+vs+king+hyperion.jpg)<br><br></span></span><hr><br>For the past week, Adam had been in deep space, assisting NASA and SWORD with several probe operations as well as helping a covert team with a terraforming issue on Mars. He'd been so busy he hadn't even had time to check in with the Avengers or anyone else back on Earth. But he'd been doing good work out here. With his help, several probes had been customized and were able to reach further points in space in much faster time, as well as the prospect of colonizing Mars much closer to becoming a reality. <br><br>After using his powers to weld the final piece of a transmitter tower into place, Adam stepped back and was clapped on his back by a small man in a utility suit. He didn't need a rebreather because this portion of Mars surface now had a habitable atmosphere thanks to a combination of genetically modified trees and an oxygen generator that would eventually become obsolete once the plants began to produce enough oxygen on their own. "Thanks, Adam. No way we coulda gotten this done in any reasonable time frame without your help." <br><br>He chuckled and turned around, holding his hand out to his friend. "No thanks necessary, James. It was my pleasure, and you know anytime you need me, just call. Now if you boys will excuse me, I've got some cultures back on Earth that need checking. Keep me updated on your progress, yeah?" James nodded and stepped back, already turning his eyes down to his work. Grinning, Adam looked up at the sky and pushed off of the ground. In moments he'd broken the atmosphere and was hurtling through space back toward the beautiful blue and green marble he called home. <br><br>When he arrived, the first stop was New York as always. He wanted some pizza. When he descended into the city though, what he saw wasn't the usual hustle and bustle of the Big Apple. It was destruction, carnage...just what had happened while he was gone? He gently landed near a crater in the street, and looked around. Then a metallic, robotic voice drew his attention. "Target Designation: Blue Marvel. Threat Level: Extreme. Immediate termination advised." He turned and was launched through a car and into a building by an Ultron Drone. So all of this was the mad AI's doing. They needed to find him and destroy him as soon as possible. <br><br>"Ultron...you're pretty stupid for an advanced AI. You keep attacking New York, yet every time you do, the result's the same. You get scrapped and run away with your processor between your legs!" Standing up and brushing the dirt and debris off of him, his eyes glowed and streams of pure Anti-Matter energy shot out of them. They hit the Drone center in the chest and melted through his housing before causing it to explode in a shower of parts and sparks. Tapping his communicator, he cycled the frequency for a moment. "This transmission is going out over all frequencies. This is Blue Marvel. Is anyone out there? I just got back on planet, I need an update or something."
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Garuss Vakarian</strong> on <strong>04-06-2014, 07:06:44</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft"> (http://static.squarespace.com/static/51b3dc8ee4b051b96ceb10de/51ce6099e4b0d911b4489b79/51d8bf0de4b0c6a357c51386/1373207503236/ryan-reynolds-says-deadpool-is-the-worst-relationship-hes-ever-had-preview.jpg?format=1000w)</div>Name: Wade Wilson.<br>Time: 1:30 ish<br>Tag: Ghost Rider. Other Deadpool's "Me." "Me.' &nbsp;*The inanimate thought box.... Me.*<br>Wearing: What else ladies? ;) . ((His costume.))<br>Multiple personality notes: Red &nbsp;stands for Wade. Blue &nbsp;stands for smart voice. Orange stands for his thought box. Green is his skater dude voice.<br><br>Deadpool smiled. As it became clear the Rider understood. Or, at least knew where wade was coming from. "All right. I'll assume Grrr is Specter for, ya. Or tacos. Do you want tacos? I know this really good taco stand, the owners name is Samantha. Her Chimichangas are totally <span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>legendaaaaryyyyy</strong></span></span>~ ha ha. And so is how long your going to live in the bathroom after. Huh, huh, ;) You know what I mean? ha ha.... You dont talk much huh?" Wade sighed. Brushing the dirt from his costume. He moves his hand across his cheek, as he began to notice the light breeze making direct contact. With a deep breath, he held in his seething anger. "Well, guess at least this time I aint the ugliest son of a bitch in the room." His mask had burnt off. But, hopefully he doesnt make anyone run in terror from him. He was not that bad. To be honest, it was pretty much scar's all over his face and all over his body. The only true problem being his eyes being a pure white.&nbsp; But, to him. He was hideous. He hated the way he looked. To him he was disgusting, and was always afraid others thought so as well. "Well let's-..." Before Wade can even suggest that they get going. He is interruped by the sound's of screaming girls. "Hey whats that!" &nbsp;"IS that...." Wade look's to his right. Nodding, as he read's the captions of his thought box. *Rapist's + hot victim's = CAN OF WHOOPASS! * Wade pull's out one sword. As he walk's over towards the thugs. Along the way, he comes across a store window. Apparently to some sport's story. Reaching with one hand as he passes by. He grab's a hockey mask, putting it on as to not reveal his face. Despite how much more intimidating it made him look. To the girls. And the thugs. If it was not for the rider taking most the agro. They would be afraid of Wade. Wade ready's both hand's onto the hilt of his sword. He slowly walk's up behind the horde. As the rider's taken all their attention. Ferociously ripping one apart. Smashing one into hellish oblivion. And penance starring another. <br>&nbsp;<br><div align="center">(Point of visual reference)<br>(http://img2.timeinc.net/people/i/2008/database/ryanreynolds/ryan_reynoldsa300.jpg)</div><br><div class="floatleft">(http://www.officialpsds.com/images/thumbs/Hockey-Mask-psd59831.png)</div>Wade sneak's up behind one. Readying his blade. He smiles as he cleaves down. In one foul swoop, the man was in two. The others at either side, did not notice. Wade found it laughably stupid. But, understandable. Why should they pay attention to anything other then a flaming skeletol beast? Wade tapped the other two on the back. "Hey, how you guys doing?" He said. They turned around confused. But, seeing the sword they imediately react. One goes for a punch, as the other swing's his bat. Wade dodges, the man walking into the bat's swing. The thug with a bat gasped, as he watched his friend back up a few step's. And slowly spiral to the ground. "Oh. Dude. I think he is clocked out indefinitely. Why did you do that? He owe you five bucks?" The man cry'd out. As he ran towards Wade. Wade simply twirl's around him. Grabbing him by his hodie, and flipping it up over his head. Along with the bat, he was effectively immobalized for a moment. Another two thugs appear. One grab's wade from behind, while the other procedes to send blow's to wades chest. "Ha ha... That tickles man." The man scoffed, and continued to punch. Wade, not really finding this too funny. heaves himself up. His lower body to head level. And double kicks the guy in the face. Using the momentum, he breasks free, and flip's behind his captor. He impale's the guy.His sword, quickly going in. Wade takes his time to twist a bit, left and then right. Before pulling the sword out. As he went to charge the other man, it ended up he had a gun, and was not a good shot. With a bang, Deadpool paused. And looked to see his sword was now broken by the bottom. Leaving a short, broken slab of metal against the hilt. "You fuck." Wade said walking over. "This cost's so much doo. You know hom many taco's this cost's me? Let's just say, far more then Ono, Dos, or Tres." Wade pull's the gun out of his hand. As he sent the broken blade in his chest. Leaving the blade stuck in. Wade turns to see that one nimrod finally was breaking free. As he finally threw off his hoody. He gave a nervouse smile, as he looked dead at the gun in his face. "Come on m-" Before he can finish. Deadpool pulled the trigger. A few drop's of blood spraying onto his red hockey mask. Barely visible against it. Wade moves the barel to the gun, towards his lip's. Blowing against it. Before he said that one little satisfying word. "Bang." Wade drop's the pistol. A small luagh escaping his lip's. five down. Seven left. Wade reaches at his back, tearing the empty sheath from his harness. He had only one sword left, but thats fine. Duel wielding is just more flashy. One sword is better any way. As another man ran towards wade. Wade snapped the wooden sheath across his face. Breaking it in half over his skull. Mid air, Deadpool catches the man's Aluminum bat. Another man comes at wade from behind, as one comes from the front with a pipe. Wade Send's the bat ramming against the side of the guys&nbsp; head. Ignoring the searing pain in his back. The man behind him, stabbing wade in the upper back. A thug try's to grab one of the girl's. So, Wade reactively swing's the bat through the air throwing it towards him. Thwopping the man to the ground, as it hit the back of his shin. Breaking his leg instantly.&nbsp; Pulling the knife from his back. Wade stab's it into his attacker's throat. And leaves him to die. Turning to see reinforcement's. "Really? Ah man..." Wade takes a deep breath. Leaving the Rider to take on the last three guys. Well... Four if you count the fact that one is only limping around now. Wade run's up on the mob. five make it past him. As another four stayed and swapped blows with Wade. Wade gives one the old One Two, before receiving a pipe to his own head. Ignoring it Wade sweep kick's his target to the ground. Finishing him with a swift elbow to his wind pipe. He teleport's, dodging the man with a pipe. The man hitting the choking ally in the rib's. Wade reappear's behind one with a gun, smacking it out of his hand's. Deadpool dodges a punch. And knee's him in the nut's. Before snapping his neck. Quickly, Wade teleport's behind the guy with a pipe. The nimrod's swing, clocking out his last ally. "Man, your a bigger threat to them then I am." Wade joked. Before curve stomping the man, at the back of his leg. Before he fall's. Wade grabb's the hair on the back of his head. Rolling back ward's, and kicking him in the back. Wade uses the momentum of his kick, to flip back onto his feet. The man flipping behind wade, rocketing face first into the wall. &nbsp;"You know he's dead." Wade walk's over to the last one. Still completely dumb founded by the pipe to the head. "Hey. How many finger's am I holding?" Wade asked as he raised four. "Uh... two..? Wow.. My head hurts.." Wade smiles from under the hockey mask. "Boy are'nt you not feeling good. Here. Allow me to help alleviate that head ache." And with that, wade knee's him in the face. Before Pulling out his pistol.&nbsp; *FINISH THEM!* His thought box said. Wad gave each of them a good few shot's while they were down. Rapists dont deserve to breath. Neither do their accomplices. Wade smiles, as he read's his thought box a second time. Sure that the four of them were all quite dead. *Fatality.*<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elven Sex Goddess</strong> on <strong>04-06-2014, 14:52:37</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2012/338/6/9/x_23_backshot_by_idelacio-d5n10z0.png)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Laura Kinney / X-23<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Hydra base outside city limits<br><br><strong>Time:</strong>&nbsp; <br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Rogue (Anna Marie),Captain America, Natasha Romanov/Black Widow, Mimic, Open.<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong>&nbsp; As pictured to left.<br></span><br><br>Laura merely shakes her head in response.&nbsp; &nbsp; After the initial outburst.&nbsp; It seem so ludicrous in its entirety.&nbsp; &nbsp;It really made no sense.&nbsp; &nbsp;First one could understand Logan wanting to charge off to find the others, it is in his make up.&nbsp; &nbsp; She knew this better then anyone else.&nbsp; &nbsp; Its her make up also, to want to go lone wolf.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;What didn't make any sense.&nbsp; &nbsp;Was him taking the basically unknown girl with him.&nbsp; &nbsp;Over herself a highly trained assassin.&nbsp; &nbsp;Or an tried and true X-Men such as Rogue.&nbsp; There is truth in Rogue's outburst,&nbsp; as how Logan little play comes off in appearance.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>Stifling a urge to follow and beat some sense into Logan, and or turning to follow Rogue as she storms out of the room in the opposite direction.&nbsp; &nbsp;She instead turns to Captain America and nods to his response to what she has said.&nbsp; <br><br>"So how long do we wait for Logan to find anyone.&nbsp; Two hours, 12 hours,&nbsp; 24 hours or a week?"&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>She does not wait for a response directly.&nbsp; &nbsp;Now turning she would head in the direction Rogue took off in.&nbsp; &nbsp;Her question held more meaning,&nbsp; they needed a leader to take charge.&nbsp; &nbsp;Or else they were going to splinter like this at every turn.&nbsp; <br><br>It is not hard for Laura to find Rogue.&nbsp; &nbsp;As the sound of a room being torn apart by one pissed off dynamo of a powerhouse echoes in the hallway.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Laura would not go in, stopping a little ways from the door and room.&nbsp; &nbsp;She lean back against the wall and would wait for Rogue to get&nbsp; it out of her system.&nbsp; &nbsp; Either to come out, or it seems safe to go in and not have her trying to take her head off in figure of speech.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>04-06-2014, 16:37:27</strong>
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				(http://www.espaciomarvelita.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/Ghost_Rider+Concept_Art_by_Jerad_S_Marantz_02a.jpg)<br><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>NAME:</strong> Ghost Rider<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> New York Street. <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Deadpool, Open</span><br><br>The four Girls whimpered, and huddled together in fear as they watched the Rider mutilate their attackers. What did he want? Was he trying to help them? That was impossible, just look at him! There was no way that <em>It</em> was Good, and they were right. THe Ghost Rider was neither Good, nor Evil. He was Vengeance, and the Balancer of the forces of Heaven, and Hell on Earth. The girls squeaked as another joined the Fray. A strange looking man in a red body suit, and wearing a red Hockey mask. Was he there to attack them too!? As much as they wanted to turn away, the couldn't. The Scene was simply two Gruesome, and it will fuel their nightmares for a long time to come. At least with Ultron, He killed you quickly, and looked rather painless in comparison. These two strangers seemed to be enjoying inflicting as much pain as humanly possible on the thugs right before killing them.&nbsp; <br><br>The Rider spared a moment to watch Deadpool dispatch a large portion of the assaulting group. Deadpool was certainly skilled, and vicious. Something that the Rider could appreciate. Seening the limping Gangbanger trying to make his way towards the girls, The Rider whipped out his chain, and lassoed him, around his broken leg. The chain tightening painfully around as he dragged the man away from the girls. THe man clawing, and trying to break free. Even if it meant he tore off his own leg. WIth a sharp jerk, the Rider had him up in the air, spinning around, and around over his head like a kite on the string. The Man's screaming echoing off the crumbled buildings around them all. once he was going fast enough, the Rider let enough slack out of the chain to cause him to slam into the side of the building. Splattering like an over ripe tomato.<br><br>The remaining three thugs that were left to him seemed to be real reluctant to approach. Not that they were any safer at a distance. Yet, the arrival of the five others helped to embolden them to make a stand. It was this time that the Rider decided to bring this farce to a close, and show these maggots what they're facing. Clenching his fist, The Rider jumped up into the air, and brought his fist crashing down into the asphalt. From his fist, a Fiery wall quickly exploded outward all around, incinerating the remaining Eight thugs in the blink of an eye. However, It appeared that the Fire was going to also wash over the four girls. They screamed in terror as they watched the wall rapidly approaching them. <br><br>Yet, as the Hellish flames washed over them. They didn't feel the searing pain, nor were incinerated. All they would feel was the light brush of a warm breeze across their skin. Once it was over, and they looked around. All they saw was the Rider, and Deadpool. The Girls quickly shot to their feet, and dashed over to Deadpool. Figuring their chances of survival were much higher with him, than they were the demonic biker. The Rider watched as they ran from him as all the others ran from him. It was the same reaction, no matter who he saved. Terror, and screaming. He long since grew cold to the pain of rejection. He simply turned away, and whistled once more for Sophia, his Loyal Motorcycle.<br><br>Sophia:<br>(http://images.amazon.com/images/G/01/dvd/sony/ghostrider/ghostrider6lrg.jpg)
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Loves</strong> on <strong>04-06-2014, 20:24:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i975.photobucket.com/albums/ae240/samanthamazur/Vdu7FgAk6rKd_zpsc4407f20.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>Felicia Hardy/Black Cat (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=202758.msg9932062#msg9932062)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Avenger's Mansion -&nbsp; Hidden Base <br><strong>Time:</strong> its got to be way after 1:30 by now <br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Wolverine, Rogue, Captain America, and whoever else is listening.…&nbsp; Open<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> <del> This &nbsp;(http://i975.photobucket.com/albums/ae240/samanthamazur/ZTzDOztBjdw5_zps329c8f3d.jpg)</del> <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; Her Black Cat Costume &nbsp;(http://i975.photobucket.com/albums/ae240/samanthamazur/black_cat_0010_by_raffaelemarinetti-d3l3114_zps715a8b96.jpg)<br><br></span></span><hr>&nbsp; <br><br><div style="text-align: justify;">Logan pulled Cat’s attention away from her private thoughts on Deadpool with his suggestion that she join him in.. in what exactly? She really didn’t know, she hadn’t been paying attention. However before she had a chance to decline or accept one of the girls Logan had been ordering about burst out with her own thoughts on the subject, leaving Cat all the more confused. Was she supposed to be the provider of the infested pussy? <br><br>Oh no she didn’t! <br><br>Cat’s eyes narrowed, glaring daggers at the big-mouth. This was exactly why she was better off on her own!&nbsp; She had been thinking that this group of freedom fighters were banding together, determined to deliver the world into peace and battle against whatever it was that had sent the metal warriors to the earth to attack, but apparently this bitch thought it was better to insult a perfect stranger…. and why? Was she jealous?&nbsp; Did she and this Logan guy have a thing? <br><br>Whatever the reason Cat wasn’t interested in getting to the bottom of it. Instead she simply flipped off Rogue and turned to walk out. Who the hell needed this shit! She would find her father and the two of them would head off to god knows where and start over. They had done it before, they could do it again!&nbsp; Felicia’s only regret would be not saying goodbye to Deadpool… the thought had her stumble a bit. Why was that crazy jerk always slipping into her subconscious? <br><br>Her attempt to leave the group was foiled by the words of Captain America. He was right. She didn’t stand a chance at keeping her father safe alone, not against robots that had the ability to shoot lasers out of their eyes! With a heavy sigh Cat turned back towards Logan and took up a spot beside him. <strong>”I’m with you big guy, and don’t worry… I’ve been tick free all of my life.”</strong> She couldn’t resist adding the quip, essentially making fun of the insulting remark that had been flung at her, intentionally or not. </div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Batman4560</strong> on <strong>04-06-2014, 20:57:16</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.filmjackets.com/FEATURES/IMAGES/Feature_XMen4-Wolverine-med.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><br><br><strong>Name:</strong> Logan (Wolverine)<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Old H.Y.D.R.A. Base<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:05<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Laura Kinney/Rogue/Mimic/Black Widow/Agent Venom/Black Cat/Captain America<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> See Photo<br><br>Logan sighed a deep breath at Rouge's outburst. He would have defended Felicia but he didn't know anything about her. Rouge didn't either and it was wrong to drag her into Rouge and Logan's problem. Still he understood that she was upset, Rouge was an X-Man too and in any other situation he would want the power drainer at his side but in a stealth mission he just didn't think Rouge would be a boon. Laura would have been suited to go with them but if you can't have the best there is at what they do, might as well have the second best. Laura was about to close as Logan as anyone would get if he was away. She had a temper like his as well... To Logan this just made more sense, it was nothing personal.<br><br><strong>"Steve, if the school is safe or there is anyone alive I'll get em back here."</strong> He wanted to stay but his family may be in real danger, the thought was all that drove the loner of a mutant who was trying to be responsible. He was glad to see Felicia jump up to his side and offer the joking comment about Rouge's insult. Felicia seemed to take it in stride. <br><br><strong>"She didn't mean it kid. She is just as worried about the others as I am and doesn't understand why I want her to stay here to help the others, she just isn't suited to sneaking around. It's not her style."</strong> Logan tried to ease the pain of insults that had been slung at the blonde woman. <strong>"Besides I want to see what your made of, maybe help you find your place in this strange little group."</strong> Logan added as the pair moved up the stairs to the exit.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>04-06-2014, 21:41:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://images.contactmusic.com/images/feature-images/captain-america-scarlett-johansson-636-370.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Natasha Romanov/Black Widow <br><strong>Location:</strong> Secret Avengers Base<br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:38<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Wolverine and Black Cat (Directly), Captain America, Mimic, Venom, X 23, Rogue<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Civilian Clothes<br><br></span></span><hr><br>Natasha watched as in fighting started to occur within the *group*. It was understandable given the situation outside. People were dying and as powerful as they were together and individually they were still up against horrific odds. Logan and Rogue had a spat. Natasha knew tensions had been running high with the mutant members of the Avengers before the Ultron Attack. Steve kept it all under wraps ever the professional but what she had gleamed the Red Skull had really rattled them up and then a confrontation with Apocalypse and Kang in a time travelling padidox where several members were killed and then resurrected by a changed timeline left psychological scars and post traumatic stress. She understood that, and she also saw where Rogue was coming from saying she had every wright to go the Jean Grey School. <br><br>But she understood Logan`s reasons for not wanting to take Rogue and X-23 to the school. <br><br>Chances were it was destroyed and their comrades were dead. Logan wanted to spare his adopted daughters that pain. <br>Steven stepped in and explained they needed to find as many allies as possible yet it was too dangerous to contact them directly. Any way for Ultron to track their signal back to the base was too high a risk. But he ever stayed the vigilante leader and quintessential Avenger. <br><br>Logan and the mysterious Black Cat started to make tracks to leave once Rogue had stormed off. "Wait!" She said as she approached the man she once refereed to as *Uncle* yes she too had a long standing history with the Wolverine. She handed them two ear communicator pieces, one each. "To keep in contact with each other in the field." And then she handed a black walki talki. "A primitive communicator but not one Ultron would be looking for. "Il set the bandwidth for single 359 for you to contact us here. I would suggest as soon as you get out of here you head to the main road and highjack a car....faster then going on foot to Westchester." She put a hand on Black Cats shoulder. <br>"Make sure he dosent do anything stupid." She then put her free hand on Logan`s face and stroked his dark sideburns slightly but more in a affectionate way then romantic. "Even you can die Uncle....don't forget that....find who you can and bring them back here...." <br><br>She then turned on her heel and walked back over to Steve, Mimic and Flash Thompson. <br>"So....any of you boys know how to hack into that?" She said as she gestured towards the huge computer system. "Steve? This was your base of operations once....how do we turn on the power?" They really needed to see if they could reach Tony back in the city. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>04-06-2014, 22:30:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://static.comicvine.com/uploads/original/12/125228/3780869-illyana_rasputina_(earth-616)_uncanny_x-men_vol_3_4_cover.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Magik/Illyana Rasputin <br><strong>Location:</strong> The Jean Grey Institute (Whats Left of it)<br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:38<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Cyclops, Shadowcat, Magneto, Colossus, Pyslocke<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black Leather x-costume.<br><br></span></span><hr><br>Illyana teleported in as the mansion was under siege from the Ultorns. They were killing everyone! Magik slashed at one as it came straight for her. Her large mystical sword was more the enough to slice the Ultorn into two and she watched as he fell to the floor dismembered. <br>But she watched to see several X-men she had known had fought beside get brutally killed. <br><br>First was Jubilee (only recently cured of her vampire allifition) Killed by a Ultorn who fired his energy beam shooting through her chest. As she protected a small mutant boy. Beast came to her aid and went into a animalistic rage as he saw she was no more and launched himself at her attack only to be grabbed by the Ultorn and engaging in a tussle which needed before Illyana could aid him. The sound of his neck been snapped rang in the young Russian girls ears. "Nooooooo!" She screamed curseing herself for getting here too late. <br>She ran into the next room with the small mutant boy tucked under her arm out into the main lobby. Where she saw two Ultrons beating Gambit into a bloody pulp at the top of the stairs. one of the students attempted to save him, a young girl called Pixie (another teleporter) but she two was zapped with a similar beam to which had killed Jubilee. <br><br>Illyana ran with the boy out onto the lawn where she found two other *older* X-men. Cyclops (the leader of the *other* team). Scott had come here today with Magneto to talk with Beast about building bridges between the two schools. ironically he had picked a day when Wolverine was out, otherwise maybe there would be more destroyed Ultrons. If the *runt* was good for anything it was destruction. <br>The other was Kitty Pryde....her oldest friend....the one X-man torn between both Scott and Logan's *argument*. <br><br>Kitty was like a sister to her, and she was glad to see her pet dragon Lockheed was with her and protecting her with his fire breath. <br>"KItty!" Illyana called out towards her friend not knowing a Ultron was moving directly behind her.&nbsp; &nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SydneyDrew20</strong> on <strong>04-06-2014, 23:05:16</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B7mnuaNwln4/UaFeB1z0czI/AAAAAAAAuvM/_gb0sL7aJ0w/s1600/X-Men-The-Last-Stand-Shadowcat.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Kitty Pryde/Shadowcat<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Jean Grey Institute (Whats Left of it)<br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:38<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Cyclops, Magik, Magneto, Colossus, Pyslocke<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> X-Costume<br><br></span></span><hr><br>Kitty was so busy running around trying to fight these things that she barely noticed the Ultron behind her. When she heard Illyana's voice from behind her, the young woman turned around and before the Ultron could get to her, Lockheed unleashed its attack on it. She took a deep breath and sighed in relief for a moment as she realized how glad she was to see her best friend. Her hand extended to caress Lockheed's head to thank him for protecting her and commanded him to keep striking while she tried her best to fend for herself out there. <br><br>"Took you long enough. I was beginning to think I was be doing a rendition of Army of Me by Bjork out here!" Kitty said softly with a smirk, getting up&nbsp; on Lockheed's back. He was big enough to carry a large group of people to escape and Kitty might just need him up in the air today. She looked back Illyana and rose up into the air with Lockheed's help, glad to be feeling the wind in her face. She looked back at Illyana as she planned her next move, having brought a few things with her. "Do you think I can get inside them to plant bombs in them? I brought a whole arsenal with me to win a World War."<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Green Goo Theory</strong> on <strong>05-06-2014, 05:07:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.audioshocker.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/spider-man-quesada-1600.jpg)</div><hr><strong>Name:</strong> <del>Peter Parker</del> Spiderman (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=203277.msg9943640#msg9943640)<br><strong>Location: </strong> New York Streets, Stark Tower<br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:22<br><strong>Tag:</strong>Ironman, Spider woman, Invisible Woman, Sif, Open<br><strong>Wearing:</strong>&nbsp; Classic blue and red<br><hr><br>The bucket of bolts was taking off and carrying Sue along with him surprisingly.&nbsp; She did need the medical attention and Tony likely had the facilities for such help well beyond what Spidey was capable of offering.&nbsp; It's not like Stark wouldn't have it at the very least for his very own health.&nbsp; She did get a chance to answer him before getting scooped up leaving him in disbelief.&nbsp; <em>'How...?'[/i[] he thought.<br><br>Iron man was giving the orders now and he couldn't help but make a face under his mask.&nbsp; His own thoughts ringing in his head in a semi-mocking manner <em>'He buys a building and he thinks he's Steve all of a sudden.'</em>.&nbsp; Even thinking such things he was still going to listen.&nbsp; The task was important and he was ready to step on over to the computers when he felt a hand on his shoulder and peered over at Sif.<br><br>"Thanks, lady Sif. I appreciate that.&nbsp; We have to see who else is left now.&nbsp; Want to help?"&nbsp; He gestured towards the computers.&nbsp; Not that she knew how to use any of it.&nbsp; </em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Landshark</strong> on <strong>05-06-2014, 22:00:50</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img4.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20101204051521/marveldatabase/images/a/ac/Dr_doom_ultimate02.PNG)</div><br><strong>Name:</strong> Victor von Doom Aka: Doctor Doom<br><strong>Location:</strong> New York<br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:00-14:30<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Stark Tower<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> as above<br><hr><br>Victor had made his way over the past week little by little to New York. After Ultron had invaded his robotics facility Doom had been forced to set off the autodestruct sequence. Ultron had already over ridden the&nbsp; power plant overload so only shape charges exploded but that was enough to damage the facility and completely destroy the Time Wheel. If Ultron were to get his hands on that he truly would be unstoppable. <br><br>Now Ultron had one of, if not the, most sophisticated robotics facility on the planet and Doom was wounded and on the run. His Doom bots would do him little good as they would succumb to Ultron control. What he needed were allies and when it came to Ultron…everyone was an ally. He knew that if he could get to New York and the Richards that he and Reed could answer this problem. But there was little time and Doom dare not make his presence know for Ultron would decend on him with a vengeance. So he hid and he scuttled all the things that disgusted him. A reckoning would be had on Ultron for lowering him to this tactic. <br><br>After escaping Latveria on a troller and getting to one of his back up facilites in the atlantic, Doom finally made good time to the states. He arrived in port too late though. As he watched the Ultron doubles began their reign of terror. Taking one of his diplomatic vehicles he moved through town better than most, as its tank armored body bull dozed debris aside. Half way across the city he caught sight of the flash. Looking west he watched as the Baxter building was erased from the skyline. <br><br>By the time he arrived on scene it was long over. The top 10 floor had been vaporized and Doom stood in the street brooding. He had just lost his best chance at destroying Ultron. He had lost a trusted friend and ally in Reed. He had lost a love in Sue and he had lost his restraint at the thought of the children he had sheltered once himself. The pavement vibrated around him as the clouds above darkened a blood red. Dooms anger had always been great but this was past anger. His manifestation of power bordered on the extreme for no incantation was spoken…it was a manifestation of will. Ultron bots caught on quick to the phenomenon and descended into the street.<br><em><strong><br>“Target Designation Doom….Exterminate With Extreme Prejudice.”</strong></em><br><br>Doom raised his hands to the heavens and before the Ultrons could bring their lasers to bare a horde of demonic minions rained from the sky upon them. They were like gum to the Ultrons handfuls killed with each swipe of the hand and blast of laser but for every 6 killed a dozen were tearing away at the bots. Doom simply stood and watched as the 3 Ultron copies were reduced to scrap. <em><strong>“You may have replicated yourself a million times Ultron but you are still no match for Doom.”</strong></em><br><br>His anger slated enough to move on he turned to his conveyance, only to see it had been cut in half by an errant blast from one of the Ultrons. So be it. His next point was to seek out other allies. From where he stood he could see Stark Tower and though it loathed him to admit it. Stark was the next best thing to Reed he could find. Levitating off the ground he surrounded himself with a protective field and moved rapidly toward Stark Tower.<br><br>Within minutes he arrived and the rain of Ultron bots on the perimeter was…impressive. Stark had erected an energy barrier that was holding for now but soon more Ultrons would arrive and end that stalemate. Doom had seen the field type before and with some scans from his armor he was able to pick up the energy band it radiated on. Adjusting the shield generator on his armor and strengthening it with his own power he moved to the barrier calling out to the building with a magnified voice. <em><strong>“Stark I am not your enemy this day. We need to speak. I am coming in.”</strong></em> He didn’t wait for an answer for the Ultrons would converge on him any second. With a few final steps he pushed his way through the field. Energy arched over his armor and singed the edges of his cloak but he was through as Utron copies collided with the field behind him, thinking he had made a breach.
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>05-06-2014, 23:14:53</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/01/c1/66/01c16689a8cf118b07e7cb82e98e706f.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Lady Sif&nbsp; <br><strong>Location:</strong> Stark Tower<br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:40<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Doom, Iron-Man, Spiderwoman and SpiderMan<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Asguardian Armour<br><br></span></span><hr><br>Sif walked over to one of the computers in Starks very tech savy lounge as the Spider-Man said he wanted to see who else was *left*. Meaning the remaining heroes and heroines of Midguard. "No doubt more of your brave brothers and sisters have survived Man of Spiders!" She said with a reassuring smile as deep down she knew the odds were very slim indeed. Just then a familiar voice was heard coming towards them, it was that of Victor Von Doom, a enemy of the nine realms. "Doom!" Sif hissed as she withdrew her sword as he came through the shield barrier which Iron Man had set up as protection from the Ultrons. <br><br>Sif launched herself at Doom once he was inside the tower. "ARGHHHHHHHHHHH!" she screamed at him in a bloodthirsty manner. Her sword clashed against his armour armour again and again but Doom just seemed to stand there without even flinching. "The All farther told me of you Doom, how you seeked&nbsp; to once concqer the land of Asguard. As well as your numerous Slights against this world!" She looked behind her at Tony and Spider Man "Help me brothers! For all we know he is aligned with the machine and is here to secure the tower!"&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Matttheman89</strong> on <strong>06-06-2014, 02:34:21</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(http://www.blogcdn.com/news.moviefone.com/media/2013/07/captain-america-chris-evans.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Steve Rogers/Captain America<br><strong>Location:</strong> Decommissioned Hydra Base<br><strong>Time:</strong> <br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Black Widow, Agent Venom, Black Cat, Rogue, Wolverine, Laura, Mimic<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Civilian Clothes.<br><br></span></span><hr><br>X-23 soon left the room as well, and Captain America resisted the urge to sigh in exasperation. Obviously it was going to take some time for everyone to settle down after everything they had experienced. Hopefully it would be soon. The more time they spent arguing and bickering with each other, the easier they were making it for Ultron to accomplish his goals. Laura did have a point though, they couldn't afford to wait forever for Wolverine. So as he began to leave, taking Black Cat with him for a little back-up, Steve was quick to follow alongside Black Widow, who gave the X-man some friendly and smart advice. "Logan. Be back here in two days, tops." Steve said tersely. "And be careful. Both of you." he said, looking at Black Cat. He didn't know how skilled she was, but she seemed confident enough, and Steve would feel better as long as someone was accompanying Logan.<br><br>After that, they walked back into the base, and Natasha asked if anyone knew how to get the main power to the base's systems running. Specifically, she asked Steve, as this had been his base once upon a time. Nodding his head, he approached the computer system. Entering in a string of commands on the keyboard, everything began to come to life before them, and the computer began displaying several different readouts of information. "Damn you, Ultron." Steve muttered as he cycled through several newsfeeds, showing the effects of Ultron's invasion worldwide. He could only imagine the devastation. Even if they were able to stop Ultron quickly, the amount of damage he had inflicted upon the world was already severe. There was no time to worry about what came next though, they had to focus on the here and now.<br><br>Calling up an image of Avengers Tower, Steve frowned. As he had guessed, it was facing heavy fire from Ultron. It was still standing strong. But who knew how long that would last. "It looks like Tony has his hands full." he commented. They would need a lot of heavy hitters to take out that many Drones, of which they were sadly lacking.
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Garuss Vakarian</strong> on <strong>06-06-2014, 08:46:04</strong>
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				(Note. Playing Logan while bats is out of town.)<br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://www.filmjackets.com/FEATURES/IMAGES/Feature_XMen4-Wolverine-med.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><br><br><strong>Name:</strong> Logan (Wolverine)<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Old H.Y.D.R.A. Base/ Leaving to the New York street's.<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Black Cat/Captain America<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> See Photo<br><br>Logan smiled at Steve's order. "Bub." He started, as he pulled out a cigar. He draws one of his blades, slicing off the tip before quickly retracting it. "We will make it back in one. 24 hour's, top's." He gave a small laugh. As he lit the cigar, taking in a long puff of smoke. Would he? He did not know. He only hoped, he wouldn't take to long. So much can go wrong. But the strong mutant was determined. Both to make a hasty return with the others. And, to keep every one safe. His frie- No, his family... And, this kid. She was young, hopefull, and ready to help despite all odds. It's admirable. And, just the kind of optimism they needed around right now. "Come on kid. Time for you to shine." Logan simply turned to leave. Certain she was following close behind. As they made it to the door, he slowly took in a deep breath. As he held his cigar in one hand. "Coast is clear." The smell of oil, and manufactured metal's was absent on the other side. He can tell, there was no one around. He slowly open's the warehouse door. Walking out to the cool evening air. They were a ways off. But, at the very least their trip to the Hydra base put them in the general direction of the Jean Grey Institute for the gifted.<br><br>Logan took in one last, long breath of smoke from his cigar. Before dropping it to the ground.&nbsp; With a swift stomp, and twist, the flame was extinguished. And he was ready. "OK. This is no stroll through New York. It's a war zone. Keep your head down, follow me. And don't be afraid to give me your own in put. And above all else, think for your self. Don't choke." With s mile. He motioned his hand. "Don't worry kid, you will do fine."&nbsp; With that, he began to lead her back towards the crumbling city. Even though it was evening, they had their own fair share of shadows to hide in. But, the Rubble, served as good cover. Logan tried to keep them to the alley's and through the broken buildings. Other wise they are out in the open, ready to get seen. <br><br>They walked for some time. And, evening began to turn into dusk. They were still some ways off. But, despite their distance or the current time. Logan was confident he will still make his quota.<br><br></span><div class="floatleft"> (http://static.squarespace.com/static/51b3dc8ee4b051b96ceb10de/51ce6099e4b0d911b4489b79/51d8bf0de4b0c6a357c51386/1373207503236/ryan-reynolds-says-deadpool-is-the-worst-relationship-hes-ever-had-preview.jpg?format=1000w)</div>Name: Wade Wilson.<br>Tag: Ghost Rider. Other Deadpool's "Me." "Me.' &nbsp;*The inanimate thought box.... Me.*<br>Wearing: What else ladies? ;) . ((His costume.))<br>Multiple personality notes: Red &nbsp;stands for Wade. Blue &nbsp;stands for smart voice. Orange stands for his thought box. Green is his skater dude voice.<br><br>"Wo...." Deadpool muttered at the sight. He not so much as flinched. As the flame wall seared through him. But, as it passed through him, his eyes widened in shock. No pain. A warm summer breeze. "What is this? Thats just overly thematic. A light breze. Blagh." "I actually find it endearing." "Yeah, if only I had long flowing lock's!" Deadpool luaghed, but was soon taken off guard by the girls. "Hey!" He said in excitement. As they held onto him. He wrap's his arm's around them. Quite pleased with this. "Come on ladies, one at a time. Theres enough of the Deadpool to go around." He gives them a quick wink. But, turns to see the Rider straddling his cycle. "Hey, Ghosty boy. Why the long face?" But, he knew what this was. They were afraid of him. "Thats fucked up. Not like he SAVED them or anything." &nbsp;"Maybe we should..." "Hey girls. Im no hero. Why not show mister skull and bones som apreciation. He was the first to jump to your aid." The girls look over to The Ghost Rider. But, were still too shocked to speak. Only holding Wade tighter. Wade frowns from under the hockey mask.... He sighed, as he began to speak again. Wade can relate to being seen as a 'monster.' Difference was. To Wade the Rider was a real hero. And wade though of himself&nbsp; as what a real monster is. A human monster. "Hey man. Your good. Dont worry, Im sure they understand. Just frightened for the time being." Wade was sure the Rider understood. A while ago he was being penanced and now Wade is feeling bad for the guy. Just how weird his mind was. It was starting to become dusk. And, now wade needed to figure out what he was doing next. Seemed the rider was ready to hit the road, to god knows where. Or possibly tag along. Can't quite tell when the guy doesnt talk mych. So, maybe Wade should find safety for these dames?
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>06-06-2014, 14:06:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://static.comicvine.com/uploads/original/12/125228/3780869-illyana_rasputina_(earth-616)_uncanny_x-men_vol_3_4_cover.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Magik/Illyana Rasputin <br><strong>Location:</strong> The Jean Grey Institute (Whats Left of it)<br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:40<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Cyclops, Shadowcat, Magneto, Colossus, Pyslocke<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black Leather x-costume.<br><br></span></span><hr><br>Illyana was relieved to see Kitty was ok and more to the point how Kittys dragon lockeheed just saved Illyana from a Ultron bot behind her.<br>The Little dragon breathed enough fire to destroy the robot which had fatal plans for the Russian beauty. Magik ran over to Kitty slicing through another Ultron which was fast approaching her *phasing* friend. Katheirne asked her if she could get inside them to plant bombs in the Ultrons to bring them down. "I don't know....were getting overwhelmed here...normally dosen`t your phasing just work on them like the Sentinels?" Illyana knew Kittys power had great potential and as such that could bring down these metal basterds.<br><br>"Wheres everyone ellse? I need to start teleporting you all out of here!" She said as she used her sword to slice through the fabric of space time to get out two of the younger students both of whom looked terrified. "Don't worry kids...Xmen are waiting for you on the other side!" she told them reassuringly as both mutant children hoped through the portal. Magik then quickly closed it and looked back at Kitty the young women were back to back as six Ultrons circled around them chanting. <strong>Submitt or Die!</strong> <br><br>"Not the best of options is it?" She joked as she readied her weapon to fight.
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>07-06-2014, 01:29:11</strong>
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				(http://www.espaciomarvelita.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/Ghost_Rider+Concept_Art_by_Jerad_S_Marantz_02a.jpg)<br><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>NAME:</strong> Ghost Rider<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> New York Intersection<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Deadpool (Directly), Open</span><br><br>-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>The Girls reactions were the same as all the others. It wasn't hard thing to believe. Particularly given the the situation they just narrowly escaped from, and then witnessing the carnage afterwards. Surely, one would not blame them to seeking protection from the more "Normal" of their two saviors. As Wade Consoled the Girls, as best as one can expect Deadpool to console Anyone. The Rider was once again letting his senses expand. He couldn't pick up on Ultron's location as he is unliving with no soul. There was so much evil in the City, and the Rider chomped at the bit to reek his vengeance across the lands. However, he couldn't. There were others that needed his help. Those that he aided earlier for starters. One of them has his Jacket. He would have to link back up with them unless something else called to the Rider. "The Rider's head slowly turned and gazed at Deadpool. "Are you coming?" He spoke. His voice deep, and rumbling.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TamaRose</strong> on <strong>07-06-2014, 04:18:21</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/4/49/Sofia-vergara.jpg/419px-Sofia-vergara.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Rogue<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Hydra base<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:25<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Laura<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Leather halter top and matching leather pants, boots, and gloves.<br><br><br></span><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/21/Leather_halter_top.jpg)<br><br>(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/1/15/Leather_pants_and_boots.jpg/333px-Leather_pants_and_boots.jpg)<br><br>(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/98/Leather_gloves.jpg)</div></div><br>After Rogue temper had calmed down, she sat on the edge of what was left of the cot and put her head in her hands and began to cry. Everything was going wrong. Her family was basically gone and on top of it Logan was hardly ever around anymore<br><br>Today would have been the first in a long time they had spent time together with everything going on and it had been all shot to hell within a matter of hours. <br><br>She was tired of losing people she cared about. People she had once called family. They were either dead, a part of another team (that is if that's what you wanted to call it), or was lost somewhere in what was left of this God forsaken world.<br><br>Scott Summers...their once fearless X-Men leader...was now possessed by the Phoenix Force. The things he would say anymore would scare her. "It" was really fucking with his head like it had with Jean's and she didn't like it. Yet, there was very little she could do to stop it.<br><br>Still, she missed him. He had been a good person at one time. She thought of him as a big brother...a strong leader. Even though Logan hated him and fought over Jean. God, how she missed those times.<br><br>Jean and Storm....she missed them as well. Yes, she was still angry with Jean for the Phoenix but in truth she really couldn't be mad...because all in all she knew it wasn't her fault. Storm....the weather witch. She looked up to her. She was so strong. Yet, so beautiful. She was a hell of a force to be reckoned with....but most of all she was a wonderful sister.<br><br>So, many gone or lost. Some that she didn't even know what happened to.....and then to watch ones like Wonder Man go down like he was nothing. Hell, that was hard to comprehend or understand....even when she knew that he wasn't a big fan of mutants. Still he cared enough to help and that's all that mattered. He was there to help and there wasn't a damn thing she could do for him when it came down to trying to save him from them damn bots.<br><br>Knowing now wasn't the time to mourn when they were still knee deep in the middle of a war, she wiped her tears and walked to the door, opening it to see Laura leaning against the opposite wall. Letting, a small sigh escape her lips, she waved the young girl in before turning back around to start cleaning up her mess.<strong> "Ahm, not apologizin' ta' Logan. Ah' ment what ah said. Everytime, Logan makes one of his excursions he ends up sleepin' with someone. Ahm' not saying it will be the girl he took with him but he will end up with someone. He can't keep that snake of his in his pants ta' save his life. Sometimes ah' think he is worse then Remy ever was. <br><br>Ahm' also tired of him treatin' meh' like a kid when ahm' not a kid anymore. Yeah, me tellin' Logan off and stormin' out to tear a room apart isn't helpin' mah' case but ah' was mad. He is always leavin' when he is needed the most.<br><br>Ah' don't blame ya' if you if ya' hate me. I am sure everyone else at the base does as well since ah' didn't make a good first impression. Ah' will apologize to Cap for bein' an ass. Ah at least owe that to him....but no one else."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dirtythesnapper</strong> on <strong>07-06-2014, 11:50:12</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/n0cbox0.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Scott Summers (Cyclops)<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Jean Grey School for Gifted Youngsters<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:40<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Magneto, Psylocke, Colossus<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> New Cyclops Suit (http://i.imgur.com/Wl2m1Uw.jpg)<br><br><hr><div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/blkOoAS.jpg)</div>Cyclops had been letting volley after volley of optical laser tear through the sky of Ultrons as he finally saw dead X-men, many of them kids all across the grass. Any victories he had won in the past seemed as if they did not matter, that this loss of life made half his career seem meaningless. As Cyclops lamented the loss of life, he heard a chant of death approaching. Cyclops did a side roll out of the line of fire of a pair of Ultron drones as they fired at him, charring the ground he had stood at moments before. Another laser came and grazed his suit leaving a slight burn on the fabric, he responded by opening up his ruby-quarts lens to unleash yet another volley of his optic laser, but something was wrong this time. <br><br>Instead of the usual straight line of energy, his optical blast instead had a slight curve that destroyed his accuracy, but was twice as powerful as any blast he had unleashed before. Suddenly he knew how his brother must have felt in the early days. Another set of Ultrons buzzed by and Cyclops opened his visor once again, this time instead of a beam of light, a cone of energy shot out scarring the landscape as well as taking out the Ultrons. His heart stopped for a moment...<br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/RqKgFbn.jpg?1)</div>He closed the visor in fear that his unstable cone of energy may have hit another X-men, but he was glad to see that the closest he had come to hitting anyone was about ten yards. His eyes focused in on who they were and he realized that it was Shadowcat and Magik. His breath released even though he had not realized he was holding it and he started to sprint towards the pair. As he ran he heard the Ultron's cry for his death approach from behind. He turned and readied to open his visor, but saw his worst fear come into view. <div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/cUw07xz.jpg?1)</div><br><br>Behind the Ultron was another person. He didn't take time to see who it was or stay another second to fire a burst of optical laser as he realized if his beams cam out curved or as a cone again, he was likely to hurt X-men behind the Ultron as well as his intended target. He made the decision to pull his hand away from his vision and leap for cover. As he jumped, the Ultron released a burst of energy that ripped into Cyclops's shoulder. His optical blasts were choosing a horrible time to fail him and now his left arm was basically useless. The Ultron hovered above and Scott saw an opening to fire. He took the shot and once again the blast was a cone of energy as opposed to a beam. <br><br>His decision vindicated, he got out from behind the rocks and sprinted back towards Magik and Shadowcat, his arm hanging limply to his side. As he got close to the duo he felt he was home-safe, but an Ultron shooting at him, nearly taking his feet off, caused him to stumble forward and fall 10 yards from their feet. The pain was excruciating as he arm was the first thing to contact the ground. He looked at the Ultron that tripped him as a car careened through the air and crumpled it. "Thanks Mag," he mumbled to himself as he began losing consciousness. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cal1496</strong> on <strong>07-06-2014, 17:36:25</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://images.wikia.com/marvelmovies/images/archive/9/9a/20120416023223!Iron-man-site-tony-stark.jpg)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Tony Stark<br><strong>Location:</strong> Stark Tower<br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:22<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Spiderwoman, Spiderman, Lady Sif, Invisible Woman, Doom<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Nothing at all!&nbsp; Under his suit<br><br></span></span><hr><br>Tony rested a hand on the beautiful heroine's shoulder, he truly having no words to offer which could ease her pain.&nbsp; The Iron Man also felt a bit selfish in this moment, he more than a little worried about Pepper.&nbsp; Looking at Sue's scans though he knew he couldn't afford a personal quest at this point, she needing to be put into fighting form and he had a Tower full of terrified citizens to think about.<br><br>"I-"&nbsp; A screen came up on the wall, it showed Doom trying phase through his shield.&nbsp; "Fuck.&nbsp; Don't show them exactly how to get threw grid or anything you dumb cunt." Tony said unable to tone himself down despite Sue's condition.&nbsp; "JARVIS, fix her up.&nbsp; And Sue, there are beds just beyond that door.&nbsp; After he gives you the all clear go crawl into you.&nbsp; Sleep will do you good."&nbsp; Tony walked from the med bay and out to meet Doom, Sif though seemed to have gotten the jump on him.<br><br>"Jesus!&nbsp; Lady Sif stand down!&nbsp; And Doom, what the hell are you thinking?&nbsp; Open the door and let them pour in why don't you?&nbsp; Dumb shit."&nbsp; Stark reworked the&nbsp; the shield harmonics then put two blasts from his hands at Dooms chest, forcing the villain to stumble back.&nbsp; "Another blast like that and I send you right back through that shield.&nbsp; Now get talking.&nbsp; Or the Lady here can cut you up a bit more."&nbsp; Stark stood back, getting a good shooting angle on the Doctor while still allowing Sif to hack away.&nbsp; Doom could handle a lot, but against the two of them and the others upstairs he was way out gunned.
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sasquatch421</strong> on <strong>07-06-2014, 19:32:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/27/Mimic.jpg)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Calvin Rankin/ Mimic<br><strong>Location:</strong> Hydra Base<br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:25<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Natasha, Captain America, everyone in the safe house <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Dark Avengers Uniform<br><br></span></span><hr><br>An eyebrow had lifted when Logan mentioned staying sane, but what would the old man know of what he went through... The meeting didn't go any better and the replacement Rogue decided to threaten him. A small smile crosses his lips as he responds to her retreating back, "You can try... Of course you know I would have your powers as well, so your absorption wouldn't work... Just for future reference..." He then fell silent for the rest of the meeting as they speculated on communication and Logan left with the new girl. Logan junior went in the same direction of Rogue, which left him alone with Steve, Natasha and Flash. He let out a sigh, "Well that could have gone better... Too many roosters in the henhouse..."<br><br>His eyes wandered as Calvin went to sit by himself, while Natasha and Steve welcomed the help he could give, it seemed they were the only ones. Of course he would be treated that way by the X-Men members. They had their differences and he was part of the group for awhile, until Xavier got rid of him. Never did they try to find out why Calvin was the way he was, it took Moira to discover his mental illness. Closing his eyes Mimic stretches out his mind searching where he can and trying to reach the Jean Grey school on his own. He had to prove himself, not that it would help any... Calvin sees those hiding, but his goal lies further and he does manage to reach the school. While they did not know who was around for telepaths, it stood to reason that he was the most powerful on the planet at the moment. Taking in what was happening his eyes suddenly snap open and he stands.<br><br>Making his way over to Natasha he speaks to her, "You might want to tell Logan to hurry... The school is a mess and they are fighting a losing battle... Magick is there now which gives them an exit if Logan can tell her where to take them. Warn him as well... There is a body there that he will not be thrilled to see and Scott is there as well..."<br>_______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________<br><br><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/23/Juggernaut_Demon_Form.png)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Piotr Nikolaievitch Rasputin/ Colossus/ Juggernaut&nbsp; <br><strong>Location:</strong> Jean Grey School for Gifted Youngsters<br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:40<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Magneto, Psylocke, Kitty, Scott, Magick <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Old X-Men uniform<br><br></span></span><hr><br>To tell the truth Piotr didn't know when he switched to that higher gear... He only knows that he was the god of destruction at the moment and that might have been enough to kick into that higher gear. The armor melds into his body as spikes shove through his skin and his eyes glow crimson. While his appearance shifts into that demonic form his mind remains his own for the time being. Clawed hands tear into the machines anew only to suddenly stop when a blast of energy arced past his face. Piotr knows that he is tough to see in the midst of the drones surrounding him, but really? Then a new pause comes and he knew that blast.... Marching out to where he could be seen with several drones still clinging to his metal form as his eyes narrow at the sight of Scott, "YOU!"<br><br>His force field comes up throwing the clinging machines away from him as Juggernaut takes a menacing step forward. A blast of flame again draws his attention and he looks up only to see a familiar dragon. If Lockheed was here then so was.... Yes, on the dragons back... His hard visage softens at the sight, "Katya...." Then of course there was his crazy sister... Lifting a torso of one of the destroyed drones his arm comes back ready to hurl the large object at Magick. A new drone disrupts the throw and Piotr snaps roaring his displeasure at the machine before tearing into it with his claws...
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elven Sex Goddess</strong> on <strong>08-06-2014, 06:20:31</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2012/338/6/9/x_23_backshot_by_idelacio-d5n10z0.png)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Laura Kinney / X-23<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Hydra base outside city limits<br><br><strong>Time:</strong>&nbsp; <br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Rogue (Anna Marie), Open.<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong>&nbsp; As pictured to left.<br></span><br><br>The very same thing is going through the mind of Laura as she waits for Rogue to calm down.&nbsp; &nbsp;She really did not know how to approach Logan, who she looked to as a father figure she never&nbsp; had.&nbsp; &nbsp; She really wanted a relationship with him.&nbsp; &nbsp;To truly be one of the X-Men and not feel like she didn't belong.&nbsp; <br><br>An it wasn't just about Logan running off.&nbsp; Now Anna Marie turn from her.&nbsp; &nbsp;The only reason she could give herself is that she truly was not one of the X-Men.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>The door suddenly opens to the room.&nbsp; Rogue stands within it.&nbsp; &nbsp;Drawn out of her own revery of thought.&nbsp; &nbsp;Laura looks up,&nbsp; noticing the redness of teary eyes that Anna Marie has.&nbsp; &nbsp;Who beckons her to come into the room.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Rogue would see Laura push up off the wall she leans back on her.&nbsp; Her movement lethargic, almost listless.&nbsp; <br><br>Rogue turns to begin cleaning up the mess she makes.&nbsp; &nbsp;While doing so she would go on about Logan and Remy.&nbsp; Remy being Gambit,&nbsp; who really is hot.&nbsp; &nbsp; It draws&nbsp; Laura briefly out of her melancholy.&nbsp; &nbsp;She wait for Anna Marie to quit going on.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>"I am sorry, I don't belong.&nbsp; Its not you, its me and the reason he left.&nbsp; For that I am sorry."&nbsp; <br><br>Not one to cry,&nbsp; trained to be emotional detached.&nbsp; &nbsp;A cold blooded stone cold killer.&nbsp; &nbsp;Tears now trickle down the sides of her cheeks.&nbsp; &nbsp;She turn to head out, not wanting Anna Marie see how hard it has affected her.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>She feels so very vulnerable in the moment.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; As she turns abruptly to hide the tears that come.&nbsp; An old habit comes flaring forward.&nbsp; As the claws rip through the skin of her left hand.&nbsp; &nbsp;She would take and rake the claws across the forearm of her right arm.&nbsp; &nbsp;Drawing blood, as she in that moment turns to her self slashing.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Rogue would not see the actual slashing across the arm.&nbsp; But the blood that begins to drip out rather rapidly for a few moments.&nbsp; &nbsp;Right before the wounds seal back up with Laura rapid healing factor.&nbsp; &nbsp;Through the fresh blood would be upon the floor and would take far longer to dry.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TamaRose</strong> on <strong>09-06-2014, 04:54:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/4/49/Sofia-vergara.jpg/419px-Sofia-vergara.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Rogue<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Hydra base<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:25<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Laura<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Leather halter top and matching leather pants, boots, and gloves.<br><br><br></span><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/21/Leather_halter_top.jpg)<br><br>(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/1/15/Leather_pants_and_boots.jpg/333px-Leather_pants_and_boots.jpg)<br><br>(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/98/Leather_gloves.jpg)</div></div><br><br>When Laura said what she did, Rogue stopped what she was doing and shivered as if someone had thrown cold ice down her back. Who the hell had ever told Laura she didn't belong? She belonged with her, even if Logan or anyone else didn't want her. She was family. Rogue's family. Just like Jubes, and Magma had been before they had died and just like Kitty was now. <br><br>Damn it! She never wanted Laura to feel like she was alone...at least not like she had felt when she had left home after the "incident" with Cody. For so long she was by herself. That was until Logan found her....but even then he would always leave and not come back for months at a times...and just like Laura she would blame herself for him leaving. Only this time she wouldn't allow Laura to beat herself up like she had. It was Logan's decision to leave like he did. She only wished she had learned long ago it wasn't her...nor Laura. It was him.<br><br><strong>"Laur.....!"</strong><br><br>Smelling, the blood due to Logan and Laura's powers, she quickly dropped what she had, had in her hands and turned around, seeing small puddles of blood on the floor as Laura's back was now toward her and not the wall. <br><br>Rogue, knowing what she had done, since she had seen it done many a times by other students and because she wasn't stupid, grabbed hold of Laura by the shoulders and swung her around before pushing her up against the wall, blocking her in so she wouldn't be able to avoid her and then wrapping her arms tight around her waist and pulling her into a tight hug as tears of her own began to fall down her cheeks. <strong>"It's not your fault. He didn't leave because of you. He did this long before you came along. So, don't you go blamin' yourself for what he does. <br><br>Also, don't you let me ever catch you doin' what you just did. I may not have seen it but ah' ain't stupid. You ever try and hurt yourself like that again I will rip them claws from your hands."</strong><br><br>Rogue, held Laura for a few seconds longer, letting what she had said sink in before pulling back just enough that she could lift the girl's face up with her finger so they were staring one another in the eyes. <strong>" You're not alone Laura....and none of this is your fault. You are needed. Ah' need ya'. You are family. Mah' family. Ah' love ya' sug' and don't ever forget that. Ah' don't think I could bare losin' another person ah' loved. Promise meh' you won't leave meh' too!"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elven Sex Goddess</strong> on <strong>09-06-2014, 16:45:50</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2012/338/6/9/x_23_backshot_by_idelacio-d5n10z0.png)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Laura Kinney / X-23<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Hydra base outside city limits<br><br><strong>Time:</strong>&nbsp; <br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Rogue (Anna Marie), Open.<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong>&nbsp; As pictured to left.<br></span><br><br>Rogue grabs her from behind and spins her around.&nbsp; At the same time pushing her hard up against the wall.&nbsp; &nbsp; There is no fight in Laura, she doesn't try to evade the sudden grab.&nbsp; &nbsp;Even through she had with her enhance senses been alert that Rogue moved to come up behind her.&nbsp; &nbsp;Her gaze fell to her right.&nbsp; &nbsp;Her eyes would not meet Anna Marie's, as her gaze fell onto the floor.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Rogue admonishes her for the slashing.&nbsp; &nbsp;The smell of blood her own reaches her own nose.&nbsp; &nbsp; Rogue had taken from Logan in the past,&nbsp; she two also could scent it.&nbsp; &nbsp; Laura clutches her right hand into a fist and her other hand with claws out scraped against the concrete wall behind as it laid pressed flat against it.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>The Anna Marie hand would capture her chin and lift her face.&nbsp; Forcing Laura to meet her gaze.&nbsp; &nbsp; At the same time the extend claw retracts back in.&nbsp; &nbsp; Laura face and eyes show the rush of emotion that rushes over the young dark heroine.&nbsp; &nbsp; Anna gives her some space then after the rush of words.&nbsp; &nbsp;All she can manage is a squeaky apology that is ecked out.&nbsp; &nbsp;"I'm sorry."<br><br>Gathering herself with the courage to answer fully.&nbsp; &nbsp;Her eyes now locked with Anna Marie.&nbsp; &nbsp; Laura hands reach out and set on the curvy hips of Anna Marie.&nbsp; &nbsp; She would break the stare down, for it was no contest.&nbsp; "I promise, I promise not to, I promise always to be here for you."&nbsp; On impulse she would sudden lean forward her hands coming up she capture her face.&nbsp; An she would kiss her with a fierce passion. <br><br>Perhaps it was not the right thing to do.&nbsp; With all the death and loss that was beyond the walls around them.&nbsp; &nbsp;But soon they would go back out, the future, their survival uncertain.&nbsp; &nbsp;She break the kiss she suddenly took from Anna Marie.&nbsp; &nbsp;"I love you very much.&nbsp; Your my friend, my big sister.&nbsp; Be my lover now for tomorrow is not promised?"&nbsp; &nbsp;As she spoke her hands have fallen to the tight fitting leather bodice that is worn by Rogue.&nbsp; &nbsp;As she begins working to undoing the buttons to pull it off of Rogue, unless she is stopped from doing such.&nbsp; &nbsp;Her eyes hold the pensive reflection as she awaits Rogues response to her initiative.&nbsp; &nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le Immortelle</strong> on <strong>09-06-2014, 16:47:32</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EQp67wVj8Fk/UYLPYWfQvZI/AAAAAAAAAno/qk2605Aj4bA/s1600/517023ee66d36.jpg)</div><div align="center"><strong>Name:</strong> She-Hulk<br><strong>Location:</strong> New York streets<br><strong>Time: </strong> 14:40<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Moon Knight / The Punisher<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> See image</div><br>It was the end of the world and she was right in the middle of it. Fucking typical. It had been an age since she had seen anyone familiar except bumping into nasty artificial intelligence that seemed way more powered than it ought to be. But again, it <em>was</em> Ultron so it should not have been a surprise. The nasty bastard had been a thorn in the side of humanity since the day he was born. Time and time again he had tried and his plans had been thwarted by the superheroes, but even Jen knew that one day was going to come when he would be able to outwit them, outsmart them. One didn't need to be a tech wiz like Tony Stark to know about that really. For Ultron was a constantly evolving entity and every failed attempt would spur it only to become better, to <em>learn</em> and program himself into more complex things from each successive failure and this time, he had struck with such ferocity that it had brought all of their kind down to their knees.<br><br>Her hands had crashed into those metallic beasts, crashing them into nothingness before the distress signals could be sent and an army could be summoned earlier. But that also meant she had to move fast because destruction in itself was a way to alert the AI. She had moved as fast as she could using stealth and in the distance machines could be heard scanning the perimeters. It had been good few days since she had seen anyone who could be labeled as familiar. Where was everybody? Where had they all gone? Surely there were more of them left than just her? She-Hulk pondered as she felt a shadow pass over her. Instantly, she hid behind a wall, watching something fly through the air. But then a figure was dropping down. The shape clicked in her mind. It was a crescent, was it Moon Knight?!<br><br>She couldn't be sure but she sure as hell hoped to. Two were always better than one was the motto she had preferred when it came to lovers, it seemed to apply more than anything else in current scenario. Her jade eyes continued to scan the falling figure until it was in range of her vision and she could confirm it as Moon Knight. She stepped out of the shadows with a smirk and cracked her knuckles.<br><br>"Time for fancy one liners to introduce yourself is long over boy because there ain't anybody to listen to them...and who can, is a freaking machine that really doesn't care about the ominous effect you are seeking to achieve there."
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darthvegeta800</strong> on <strong>09-06-2014, 17:04:51</strong>
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				<div style="text-align: left;">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v457/Darthvegeta800/Moon_knight_inline_3_zps00484d99.jpg) (http://smg.photobucket.com/user/Darthvegeta800/media/Moon_knight_inline_3_zps00484d99.jpg.html)<br></div><div align="center"><strong>Name:</strong> Moon Knight<br><strong>Location:</strong> New York streets<br><strong>Time: </strong> 14:40<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> She Hulk / The Punisher<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Moon Knight Costume</div><br>He swooped in gracefully and landed in a crouch. His cloak flowing upwards momentarily.<br><strong>"She Hulk" </strong>he nodded, hooded as ever. He rose up, the cape flowing around him, creating an imposing affect.<br>He 'knew' her but only somewhat. He had been in the Avengers and the Hidden Avengers but they had never been active co-teammember for any noteworthy duration.<br>She Hulk was a heavy hitter. Endurance, resistance, superstrength. Beautiful, tall, graceful and at the same time capable of ramming through a brick wall.<br>So the sort of metahuman that mattered and tipped the balance of battle wherever she popped up.<br>Moon Knight was a sharp contrast with that. The only reason he managed to keep up with the likes of her was cunning, determination and the fact he brought a very specific skillset to the teams he had joined.<br>In the end though... he was not that big a teamplayer. It was why he was more often than not a reserve Avenger not a fulltimer.<br>He held his high-tech truncheon in one gloved hand and spoke <strong>"I can't say i'm unhappy to have you in the neighborhood."</strong><br><br>A squadron of Ultron drones suddenly slammed down before them with cinematric theatricality.<br><strong>"They've been taking classes with the Doombots..."</strong> he jested while throwing a handful of his crescent darts.<br>As one of the Ultron bots grabbed one in mid-air, it got the shock of his life.<br>It seemed that Moon Knight had prepared for the encounter.<br>The same went for the others he hit, electricity surging through their high tech bodies where the powerful projectiles had penetrated.<br><strong>"Time for you to do what you do best..." </strong>he stated. It was clear their formation was now open for attack as the electricity surged among them momentarily, dazing and confusing them. But it would pass in moments with the Ultron drones adapting their tactics.<br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Landshark</strong> on <strong>09-06-2014, 22:29:10</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img4.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20101204051521/marveldatabase/images/a/ac/Dr_doom_ultimate02.PNG)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Victor von Doom/aka: Doctor Doom<br><strong>Location:</strong> Stark Tower<br>Time: 14:30<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Iron Man, Lady Sif, Spiderman, open<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> See pic<br><hr><br>Doom stood unwavering under Sifs assault and it was not until Stark added in his own blast that he was forced to move. The combination of Sifs magical weaponry and Starks technology was enough to lower his shield effectiveness.<em><strong> "Stark, eloquent as always I see."</strong></em> He lowered his shields and crossed his arms so as not to seem threatening. <em><strong>"If I had wished for the Ultron copies to enter this building they would have. As I stated upon arrival, I am not here as your enemy."</strong></em> Looking around the gathered heroes <em><strong>"Any of you. The Ultrons have destroyed the Baxster building and with it one of the greatest minds this world has ever known. I now seek the assistance of the 4th greatest technological mind to help bring an end to this madness."</strong></em> <br>He looked over the gathering and waited. Stark was arrogant but not a fool. He would know that Doom had no reason to back Ultron and at the end of the day Doom wanted this planet safe. Sure he wanted it safe for him to rule but that was a long standing issue, Ultron was an imminent threat to life. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elven Sex Goddess</strong> on <strong>10-06-2014, 05:42:00</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://static.comicvine.com/uploads/original/0/77/246445-5892-spider-woman.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Spider-Woman (Jessica Drew)<br><br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; Stark Tower<br><br><strong>Time:</strong>&nbsp; <br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; open<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Costume</span><br><br>Jessia taking to the emergency stair well had gone up several flights of stairs.&nbsp; &nbsp;Reaching the halfway point.&nbsp; When the anger would suddenly flee from her.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Her steps would begin to slow.&nbsp; &nbsp; As she grip the railings of the stairwell.&nbsp; &nbsp; Each step her hands began to tremble.&nbsp; &nbsp; An then finally Jessica who the world knows as Spider-woman.&nbsp; &nbsp;Would collapse sitting down on the last landing she has reached.&nbsp; &nbsp; Her whole body trembles as the fear now over takes her.&nbsp; &nbsp; The knowledge of all those that have died.&nbsp; &nbsp; The realization she is scared.&nbsp; &nbsp; She tries to force it down the fear and terror that is gripping her.&nbsp; &nbsp;Telling herself she needs to get to the top.&nbsp; To go back out and rejoin the fight.&nbsp; &nbsp;But her body will not respond.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;For the first time she is scared and it has rooted her.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>Fighting with herself, she begin to hyperventilate.&nbsp; &nbsp; Which gives more fuel to the fear that is within her.&nbsp; &nbsp;Rooted all by herself in the buildings emergency stairwell.&nbsp; &nbsp;Of course the only one that would know this would be Jarvis.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Loves</strong> on <strong>10-06-2014, 06:20:35</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i975.photobucket.com/albums/ae240/samanthamazur/Vdu7FgAk6rKd_zpsc4407f20.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>Felicia Hardy/Black Cat (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=202758.msg9932062#msg9932062)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Avenger's Mansion -&nbsp; Hidden Base <br><strong>Time:</strong> its got to be way after 1:30 by now <br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Wolverine, Deadpool, and Rider.…&nbsp; Open<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> <del> This &nbsp;(http://i975.photobucket.com/albums/ae240/samanthamazur/ZTzDOztBjdw5_zps329c8f3d.jpg)</del> <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; Her Black Cat Costume &nbsp;(http://i975.photobucket.com/albums/ae240/samanthamazur/black_cat_0010_by_raffaelemarinetti-d3l3114_zps715a8b96.jpg)<br><br></span></span><hr>&nbsp; <br><br><div style="text-align: justify;">Felicia wasn’t certain of anything, least of all whether or not she would hold any kind of influence over this stranger she had just agreed to head off with on some foolish mission. What was she thinking?&nbsp; In the end she figured getting out of this place was a hell of a lot smarter than sticking around.&nbsp; She’d hang with Logan for now. Whether she would remain loyal to him, or this group of rebel fighters was a question to be answered at a later time. For now they were her best chance of survival. After doing her best to promise to do her best in looking after Logan (something Cat thought was ridiculous since he seemed more apt to be saving her ass than the other way around) she headed off behind him, smirking at his chosen words. Was this what she was after? A way to prove herself to these superheros and mutants? To prove to them that she was worthy of a spot in their merry band of warriors? Never before had Felicia been so full of unanswered questions. <br><br>She didn’t like it!<br><br>Stepping out into the evening air, all seemed still. She glanced around searching for any sign that they might be attacked, all the while hoping to any god that would listen that they would find themselves alone. Her thoughts drifted to her father, and then towards Deadpool. His sudden appearance in her mind’s eye caused her to frown. What was he doing in her thoughts? Shaking her head, Felicia attempted to scramble him out of her mind and turned to focus upon Logan as he stated the obvious. Normally she might have said something cheeky, but the look on his face&nbsp; hinted that now was not the time for that sort of quip. Instead Cat simply nodded her head to show her understanding. <br><br><em>Warzone, got it!&nbsp; No tip toeing through the daisies! Ten-four big guy! </em><br><br>Logan seemed to be able to read her mind however and soon his serious words had turned into a vote of confidence, which was a boost that she needed more than she had realized. Her smile was hopeful and reached her pretty blue eyes. <strong>”Got it… think and don’t be afraid”</strong> she repeated aloud, more for her own benefit than his. <br><br>Stealth came easy to Cat. After all she had been trained by one of the best cat burglars in the country to remain unseen! Her small stature and light, limber body helped her glide over the rubble and hide within the shadows with apparent ease.&nbsp; She was like a shadow moving upon the wind, not making a single sound as she climbed over and under rocks and rubble, picking her way through the destroyed city. Most likely Cat would have remained quiet had it not been for a site starring her in the face as she and Logan turned a corner onto another street. <br><br><strong>”Son of a bitch!”</strong> called out Felicia as she narrowed her eyes and marched forward, forgetting completely that she had been “sneaking around” with Logan in an attempt to NOT gain attention.&nbsp; Why she was so upset over what she had seen was a question that would remain unanswered for now. There was no room for logic in her mind a she stomped over the rubble and&nbsp; headed for Deadpool and his “groupies”. <br><br><strong>”I can’t believe you! I can’t believe I was actually worried about you! Here we are heading back into a warzone to look for survivors and you’re out on a date!”</strong> she glared at the two girls clinging to their savior. It was enough to make her sick! She’d once been as spineless as that and it had gotten her nowhere! <strong>”I.. you… argh!”</strong> Throwing her hands up in the air, Felicia turned on the balls of her feet and headed back towards Logan. She didn’t want to look at him. She didn’t want to see disappointment lingering in his eyes, or worse… amusement. There was nothing funny in her feelings. </div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>10-06-2014, 08:52:37</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.ohmygahh.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/07/idris-elba-shirtless-naked-2013.png)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Blue Marvel<br><strong>Location:</strong> New York Intersection<br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:45<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> GR, Deadpool, Black Cat, Wolverine<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Blue Marvel Uniform (http://static.comicvine.com/uploads/original/11111/111115328/3745572-blue+marvel+vs+king+hyperion.jpg)<br><br></span></span><hr><br>He got no immediate response, and after waiting for a bit, still nothing. He knew that there was no way everyone was out of commission, so that meant something or someone was stopping transmissions from getting anywhere. Ultron of course. Having nobody to talk to meant he had to find everything out first hand, and he couldn't do that just standing where he was. Lost in his own thoughts, another drone snuck up on him. It didn't take long for Adam to get his hands on the thing and rip it in two. <br><br>Then he took back to the sky, hoping he could get a good vantage point from up there; maybe find one of the good guys fighting down on the street. Hell at this point he'd be happy for anybody in spandex. He flew around the city as a blur of blue, silver, and white. Nothing here, Ultron drones rampaging there. Finally, something caught his attention. A flaming skull, chains, and lots of leather. Only one person could pull that look off. During his descent, he saw&nbsp; more people, but still landed by the Spirit of Vengeance. "Rider! I just got back on planet and I'm lost. Just what the hell is goin' on?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>10-06-2014, 13:32:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://images.contactmusic.com/images/feature-images/captain-america-scarlett-johansson-636-370.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Natasha Romanov/Black Widow <br><strong>Location:</strong> HYDRA Secret Avengers Base<br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:45<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Captain America, Venom and Mimic<br><hr><br>Once Steven had the system&nbsp; up and running Natasha was able to hack into one of Starks Saterlights and get an idea what was happening globally. The Invasion of Ultron was happening everywhere, all around the world...every major city. Somehow the Basterd had found a way to self replicate on mass. It was simply horrifying and she couldn't believe her eyes.&nbsp; Wolverine and the Black Cat had left and gone back out into the frey and who knows if even Logan could come back alive from this? She moved over to Steve who had got a image up of Stark Tower which was under siege and he commented that Tony had his hands full. <br><br>The Widow placed her right hand inbetween the small of Stevens back as she looked up at him. "I don't know what we can do." it was the first time in her LIFE she didn't have a plan. How could they take Ultron down without been killed themselves. She calmed herself down closed her eyes and thought about it. "Hank." She said in a matter of fact tone. "We need to find Hank Pym. He created Ultron, he is the only one who can stop him. I think....I think he was out at the West Coast with Tigra on holiday." She saw Steves confusion at this as it was well known how much Hank HATED the West Coast. "They are together now..." she told him sharing some information he may not have known.
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>10-06-2014, 13:45:03</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://images.fandango.com/images/fandangoblog/sif8.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Lady Sif<br><strong>Location:</strong> Stark Tower, Top floor<br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:45 <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Iron Man and Doctor Doom <br><hr><br>Stark called for Sif to drop her sword as Victor Von Doom entered, as it was his home the warrior complied as she sheathed her sword once more. Von Doom stated he was not aiding the machine but rather wanted to be an ally in the coming onslaught. He stated that the Ultrons has killed one of the greatest minds. Son Of Richards, a great man with a great mind. Although Sif did not recall all of her Midguard History she knew enough that the Man of the Fantastic was arch enemies with Von Doom. "A great many souls have been lost this day." she stated sadly.<br><br>"Are you slighted so? That a former ally of yours, the beast known as Ultron slayed your greatest foe? Perhaps you had always dreamed of been the one to defeat the Man of the Fantastic and yet the machine has beaten you to it." She leaned closer to Doom. "Make no mistake Son of Doom, betray us and I will kill you." She then moved away from him to let the Iron Man speak with him. <br><br>She knew little of the science's of Midguard and could only serve with her sword in the coming days. She looked out the window down towards the ruins of this once great city and she sighed. "By the beard of the all farther." She muttered to herself. Even the Frost Giants tired after awhile but these Ultrons just kept on going. How would they ever beat them? 
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>10-06-2014, 14:01:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://cz.wallpapersus.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/10/Rosie-Huntington-Whiteley.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Illyana Rasputin/Magik<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Ruins of the Jean Grey Institute <br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:45 <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Cyclops, Shadowcat and Colossus <br><hr> <br><br>So much death around her. <br><br>An Ultorn jumped down infront of her and attempted to counter her moves but Magik was far too skilled a fighter now. <br>That sweet little girl who her big brother saved from a tractor in mother Russia and by doing so forever changed their lives was long gone. <br>Illyana was a warrior born of Magick and hate. She slashed at the Ultron with such relish until it was simply no more. She sliced open a portal for some of the students to get out of which was taking them to Emma Frost safely in Canada at the Weapon X facility. But as the kids escaped their teachers, the X-men stayed and fought and some lost their lives as such. "We need to go...NOW!" She called out panicked. <br>Magik would not die this day, she had a destiny ahead of her....Doctor Strange himself had told her so. Her best friend Kitty asked her if she could get inside the Ultrons and place bombs in them to stop them but the blond merely shook her head in response. <br><br>"Not enough time Kitty. We need to GO...we need to re-group." She saw her brother and she gasped and watched within moments him change to his demonic form. The sight of Cyclops had done thus to him, it was terrifying to see what her big brother had turned into. He was going to throw something at her, she was sure of it but a Ultron stopped him from doing so. Would Piotr really try to end her? Was there nothing left between them but hurt and hatred? She hoped they would live long enough to change that. <br><br>Cyclops was hit and injured and was loosening focus, Illyana grabbed Kitty by the arm and gestured towards Scott. "Grab Summers and il port you out of here. Were going to need him if we are going to live through this!" She said as she slashed open another portal with her sword, she couldn't keep them open for more then a few seconds for fear the Ultrons would get in. She looked around to see where the others were.....such as Magneto and Pyslocke....for she knew they were here and fighting on. And her eyes met with her brothers and almost pleaded with him to leave their personal issues for now and just focus on survival.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>10-06-2014, 14:51:17</strong>
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				(http://images.amazon.com/images/G/01/dvd/sony/ghostrider/ghostrider6lrg.jpg)<br><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>NAME:</strong>Ghost Rider<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> New York Street<br><strong>WEARING</strong> Not his leather jacket(X-23), Fire, Jeans, black T-shirt, Chain<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Blue Marvel (Directly), Deadpool, Wolverine, Black Cat.</span><br><br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>The Rider has been waiting on Deadpool's reply and to figure out where they needed to go afterwards when something rather unexpected happened. The Girl in deliciously form fitting outfit from before, Black Cat, came trotting up to him in a huff. Verbally berating him for apparently being a port in the storm for Four young girls terrified of the Flaming Demon not 10 yards away. He tilted his head as he watched the scene play out. A couple of the girls looked at this strange woman, and wondered why she wasn't afraid. The other two looking up at Deadpool to see his reaction. <br><br>It was a relief, sorta, to see the Black Cat had survived. That possibly meant that the others survived as well. Though as Black Cat stormed off, giving the Rider, and Deadpool a glorious view of her amazing ass. Another saw fit to drop in, literally. The Blue Marvel had landed next to his cycle. The Bike revving in warning for him not to get too close to her Master. When he asked what was going on, The Rider simply pointed over to Wolverine. A nonverbal communication that Wolverine was better suited at giving the briefing than he was, right before he threw his leg off the bike, and started to walk over to Wolverine. Sophia following obediently behind. <br><br>Though as he approached, the girls began to scream, and whimper as they huddled behind Deadpool. Terrified that the Rider would do to them what he, and Deadpool did, so easily, to those thugs that wanted to gang Rape them. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Matttheman89</strong> on <strong>11-06-2014, 23:50:57</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.blogcdn.com/news.moviefone.com/media/2013/07/captain-america-chris-evans.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Steve Rogers/Captain America<br><strong>Location:</strong> Decommissioned Hydra Base<br><strong>Time:</strong> <br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Black Widow, Agent Venom, Rogue, Laura, Mimic<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Civilian Clothes.<br><br></span></span><hr><br>Steve looked up as he felt Natasha put her hand on the small of his back, listening as she admitted to feeling lost in all of this. "I know, Natasha. I'm not sure of what to do next either." he said softly, only comfortable admitting something like that to her. "But we can't give up." he said, standing up beside her, putting his back to the computer console for a moment. Natasha seemed to calm herself after that, and after a few seconds, suddenly had a suggestion as to how to proceed. Hank Pym. Ant-Man, Giant-Man, Goliath, Yellow Jacket, whatever the hell the man was calling himself this month. He had been a founding Avenger, and though he had his fair share of problems, was a genius. He had created Ultron long ago, and thus, was their best weapon against him. He'd been keeping a relatively low-profile lately though, so Steve didn't know where to look for him.<br><br>Natasha had the answer to that too though, revealing that Hank had gone to the West Coast with Tigra. He blinked in surprise as she told him that they were 'together', but took it in stride. "Alright. I agree, Pym is likely our best bet of stopping Ultron. Getting to him will be easier said than done, though." he said, turning to look back at the computer console, watching Avenger's Tower still being attacked. "We'll likely need SHIELD's help on this one. We need to get into contact with them, somehow."<br><br>Coming back to Natasha, he put his hand on her shoulder tenderly, looking into her eyes. "You're the SHIELD Agent here, Natasha. Do you know any way we can get in touch with SHIELD without Ultron's interference? Maybe if we head back to the Bunker you showed me in Grand Central Station?" he asked.
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TamaRose</strong> on <strong>16-06-2014, 00:52:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/4/49/Sofia-vergara.jpg/419px-Sofia-vergara.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Rogue<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Hydra base<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:25<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Laura<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Leather halter top and matching leather pants, boots, and gloves.<br><br><br></span><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/21/Leather_halter_top.jpg)<br><br>(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/1/15/Leather_pants_and_boots.jpg/333px-Leather_pants_and_boots.jpg)<br><br>(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/98/Leather_gloves.jpg)</div></div><br>Rogue was surprised by Laura's words. Although, not as surprised as when she had began to undo her top. She knew what Laura was feeling because she felt it to...but was this really the right time to act on those urges? How would the others see them if they were gone to long? What would they think when they knew what it was they were doing for so long while they were gone?<br><br>Looking, down at Laura, Rogue, took her hands in hers and kissed them gently before looking deep into her eyes and smiling. Laura was right. What if they only had this moment right now? After all she had seen how quickly Wonder Man had gone down...who was to say either one of then wouldn't go down just as fast and end up leaving the other alone, not letting allowing..."them"...to have their moment? Especially, now that Rogue knew that Laura felt the same way about her as she did her.<strong> "Laura! No matteh' what happens. Know that ah' love ya'. Not only as a' sister or as a' friend....but as so much more. Ah' would love nothin' more then ta' be with ya' tonight. Although, if we make it through tomorrow and the day after that....ah' would like ya' to think about us bein' together for more nights to come."<br></strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elven Sex Goddess</strong> on <strong>16-06-2014, 02:48:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2012/338/6/9/x_23_backshot_by_idelacio-d5n10z0.png)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Laura Kinney / X-23<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Hydra base outside city limits<br><br><strong>Time:</strong>&nbsp; <br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Rogue (Anna Marie), Open.<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong>&nbsp; As pictured to left.<br></span><br><br>The odd noises within the facility serve as a backdrop to the two women.&nbsp; &nbsp;Both mutants and part of the famous group known as the X-Men.&nbsp; &nbsp; Their words of passion filling the air with a heated tension of pending eroticism.&nbsp; &nbsp; The leather bustier finally is free of being button.&nbsp; &nbsp;The ample bosom of Anna Marie would come spilling out as the bodice parted open.&nbsp; &nbsp;Through Laura eyes did not fall away to gaze on the unleashed babies of the more senior member of the X-Men.&nbsp; Her eyes locked,&nbsp; would remain so as she slowly bites her lower lip.&nbsp; &nbsp;Leaning forward then her eyes continuing to stare into the depths of Anna Marie's.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Her hands&nbsp; would come out and drape over the shoulders of Anna Marie.&nbsp; &nbsp; Laura finishes leaning in and her lips brush against her lips.&nbsp; &nbsp;A soft tender endearing kiss.&nbsp; Pulling back, but still close enough her warm breath would caress across the face of Anna Marie.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>"Yes to everything,&nbsp; yes to a future beyond tomorrow.&nbsp; &nbsp;But now let us just simply enjoy this moment, my lover."&nbsp; <br><br>As she spoke her hands would travel down over the breasts exposed.&nbsp; &nbsp;Softly caressing over the jiggling mounds of flesh.&nbsp; &nbsp;Her thumbs teasing over the hard perky nipples.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Laura hands do not stay there.&nbsp; The slip farther down to the edge of the tight leather pants of&nbsp; Anna Marie.&nbsp; &nbsp; With a deft dexterous nimbleness of her fingers she would unbutton the pants.&nbsp; &nbsp; Then her hands lash out catching the glove hands of Anna Marie.&nbsp; &nbsp;Fingers interlocking with hers. As now she leans in and kiss her hard.&nbsp; Her tongue looking to coax hers into joining hers in a exploratory dance of passion.&nbsp; &nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dirtythesnapper</strong> on <strong>16-06-2014, 11:25:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/dwd0nii.png?1)</div><div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/BFy0gtJ.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Bruce Banner/Hulk<br><strong>Location:</strong> Betty's Apartment <br><strong>Time:</strong> <br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; Red She Hulk, closed<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Barely anything</span><br><hr><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/2xjzLb2.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/eJr4mG1.jpg?1)</div>The walls of the apartment exploded inwards. A veritable conflagration engulfed the room. Ultron had found the love birds, but luckily they waited until the fun had stopped. Hulk looked out of the new hole in the building, a shit-eating grin crossing his features. <span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">"Hulk and Betty need be alone longer puny robots."</span> The Ultrons gave them their answer not in the form of words, but in the form of an attack (Apparently Ultron is against Hulks bumping hips). Hulk's grin disappeared behind a wall of smoke. For being a genius robot, you would expect the trio of bots to realize Hulk was still standing. They learned moments later as the smoke cleared and a newly angry Hulk stood in position. The anger brewing beneath the surface, Hulk's blood boiled. <span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">"Puny robots gonna pay for that."</span> His arms were open wide, as if ready to embrace for a hug. His hands came together with a crash as a shockwave issued forth, the robots crumpling and being sent flying. Fires behind the robot were extinguished, the few windows left shattered in a rain of glass. <br>(http://i.imgur.com/GLgE5GX.jpg)(http://i.imgur.com/yJScqWM.jpg)<br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/R7euwkj.jpg?1)</div>Had the Ultrons been made of adamantium like the main Ultron, they would still be in one piece, but these lesser Ultrons had their chests cave in from the force. Hulk hopped up onto a taller building and looked out at the Hell on Earth that used to be New York. Fires raged as Ultrons killed and destroyed. Hulk looked out at the legions of Ultrons and saw something that he was well suited for. A battlefield. A war. Hulk cried out in rage as he once again leapt into the air. The force of his lift off cratering the roof. As he flew through the air he collided with an Ultron. Then two. Then a third and a fourth. The air had become so saturated with the robots that his forward leap into the fray was an attack in itself. As he came down to ground level, the robots he had been colliding with were met with fists. As the robots parts fell from between his bulky fingers he looked up to see once again he was surrounded by a horde. The numbers grew and grew until the scene around hulk was more metal than skyline. Instead of firing on Hulk. The group pounced on him. Seemingly hundreds of Ultrons grab onto Hulk or onto the Ultron infront of them and take off towards the sky.<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/XEfQqaA.jpg)</div><br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/EpOM5p0.jpg)</div>As Hulk would readily tell you, <span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">"Hulk is strongest one there is!"</span> and Ultron learned a lesson Hulk's allies had learned before. The only way to beat an angry Hulk is to get away from the angry Hulk. Or in this case, get the angry Hulk away from you. The Ultrons took off towards the sky. A horde of golden bots pushing the green giant into the air. With each Ultron Hulk successfully smashed, another would replace it. Ultron wanted rid of him and tossing him into the void seemed like a solution. As they reached space, the air becoming non-existent, the Ultrons gave one last push and released the Hulk. Hulk drifted away, a handful of metal in each hand. <div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/3ux6zj8.jpg)</div>He was slowing down, but the Ultrons knew he was going just fast enough to break the Earth's pull. Hulk opened his mouth to scream in rage, but no air meant no scream. Hulk seemed beaten. <br><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/KJLCwg6.jpg?1)</div><br>Banner rose up in the Hulk's psyche. <span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">"Throw the metal away from the Earth."</span> Hulk hated Banner, but gave in to his request. Hulk threw the metal out into the void, Newton's third law taking effect, but it wasn't enough. It simply slowed the Hulk's drift. He drifted for a while, it seemed that Hulk would simply float into the cold vacuum of space, but he came upon a life saver. Something that once threatened Earth, something that Hulk destroyed now gave him salvation. A piece of SHIELDs old God's Eye satellite. Hulk grabbed it and threw it away from himself. This gave him the needed push. He approached Earth once again. The green elemental of rage roared as his voice gained a medium to transmit. The atmosphere ignited around him as he plummeted to the ground. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>17-06-2014, 00:52:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://images.contactmusic.com/images/feature-images/captain-america-scarlett-johansson-636-370.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Natasha Romanov/Black Widow <br><strong>Location:</strong> HYDRA Secret Avengers Base<br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:50<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Captain America, Venom and Mimic<br><hr><br>Steve told her they couldn't give up and she knew that to be true and the former Russian spy nodded and looked towards Venom and Mimic.<br>"You boys stay here with Rogue and X-23...I think you will find everything you need here to survive in terms of food and water...beds and such. Captain America and I are going to try and get in contact with the SHEILD Helli-carrier and as such see if we can call in some re-enforcement to our situation. Calvin...I promise I will try and find the correct medication you need and bring it back personally." Natasha knew all too well the pain of been reliant on drugs and needed them to ease the pain. Her early days as a spy for the Red Room meant she was kept heavily medicated on addictive pills so they could control her until her loyalty to them had been proven. Thankfully she was off such deadly drugs now. <br><br>Steven had suggested returning to Grand Central station and the SHEILD bunker to contact Nick Fury and the Agents of Shield. "New York could be classed as a contained area, we have to prepare ourselves for the worst. Fury might sacrifice all of us if it comes between that and saving the rest of the planet." She sighed as she looked into Stevens big beautiful blue eyes, if anyone understood that it would be him. <br>"Shall we head out now?" She said as she tilted her head to the left, and then added. "Or wait until it gets darker and maybe the cover of night can shield us somewhat."&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Matttheman89</strong> on <strong>18-06-2014, 02:04:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.blogcdn.com/news.moviefone.com/media/2013/07/captain-america-chris-evans.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Steve Rogers/Captain America<br><strong>Location:</strong> Decommissioned Hydra Base<br><strong>Time:</strong> <br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Black Widow, Agent Venom, Rogue, Laura, Mimic<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Civilian Clothes.<br><br></span></span><hr><br>Natasha was on board with trying to get into contact with Shield, and though it would be dangerous for just the two of them to go alone, Steve didn't object. A small group would be able to move about much faster and quieter than a large group. If they tried to bring everyone along with them, their chances of being found only went up. And this way, in case something bad happened, only the two of them would be at risk. Someone needed to stay behind to watch over the base as well. "Once we leave, make sure to lock everything down behind us. I'm sure this doesn't need to be said, but don't open up again unless absolutely necessary." he said to Agent Venom and Mimic.<br><br>Turning to Natasha, Steve frowned softly as she spoke of the lengths that Fury might go to stop Ultron. He knew all too well what Fury was capable of. "We'll deal with that as we come to it." he said, looking down at the red headed beauty with his usual stoic expression, softening only slightly as their eyes met. Hopefully it wouldn't get so bad that Fury would have to do something drastic. "We'll leave now. By the time we make our way back to the City, night will have fallen. We'll need that if we're going to be able to move around without attracting Ultron's attention." he said with a nod of his head. With that said, he turned to start to leave, knowing Natasha would be hot on his trail. "Hopefully by the next time we see each other, we'll have Shield's support. Until then, stay safe." he said over his shoulder to those staying behind for now.
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dirtythesnapper</strong> on <strong>18-06-2014, 09:12:12</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/n0cbox0.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Scott Summers (Cyclops)<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Jean Grey School for Gifted Youngsters<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:45<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Magneto, Psylocke, Colossus, Magik, Shadowcat<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> New Cyclops Suit (http://i.imgur.com/Wl2m1Uw.jpg)<br><br><hr><br>The pain was excruciating as the bolt had gashed deeply into his shoulder. His vision narrowed as he fought the pain. His shoulder was cauterized from the heat of Ultron's laser so he didn't have to worry about going into shock, but Ultrons still buzzed about ready to kill him. He fought through the tunnel vision and did his best to get to his feet. He stumbled as he stood up the first time, falling to his knees, his head still swimming. The second time he was able to shake it off and stand up just in time to dodge another Ultron beam, this one landing between his legs. Even though being hit by the Ultron's laser didn't do it to him, seeing the laser so high up between his legs caused a momentary flashback of his life. <br><div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/sJbYbPt.png)</div><br>As he moved towards Magik and the gate, his movements were still not 100%, the pain in his arm and head from the fall still clouding his thoughts. His mental wherewithal finally returning, he looked to the sky once more and opened his visor. The red cone of concussive energy tore through the Ultron directly in Scott's path, but he did not shut the visor, instead using the cone effect of his sabotaged abilities to strafe the sky of Ultrons. When he finally shut the visor, there was a hole in the sky where there were no Ultrons, but this changed quickly as more flooded in as if by diffusion. Scott turned back to Magik at the gate and moved the last few yards to their position. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le Immortelle</strong> on <strong>20-06-2014, 18:57:12</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EQp67wVj8Fk/UYLPYWfQvZI/AAAAAAAAAno/qk2605Aj4bA/s1600/517023ee66d36.jpg)</div><div align="center"><strong>Name:</strong> She-Hulk<br><strong>Location:</strong> New York streets<br><strong>Time: </strong> 14:40<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Moon Knight / The Punisher<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> See image</div><br>They couldn't be more different than each other. He was stealth, she was bombast. He preferred obscurity, she loved the spotlight. Sure they both fought for the same side, but had never really been in the same battlefield together like this. But that didn't mean they had been ignorant of oblivious of others existence. In Jen's case well, it was just difficult to miss her considering her celebrity status and Moon Knight was someone who was well known in metahuman community. He may have his share of quirks but he knew about showing up when it mattered and delivering the goods. She-Hulk hoped he had that ability of his pushed to the max in current scenario as they stood facing each other. "Neither am I. The superhero count for me just climbed up to two, now to find out where rest of the gang has gone hm?"<br><br>She-Hulk spoke with a smirk. But the conversation had to be cut short as a rather unwelcome interruption had occurred. With a powerful thud, the company of Ultron drones that had been on the hunt had managed to capture their heat patterns and had caught up with them. Jennifer's eyes widened at that as her palm balled up in a fist. "Bunch of junkheads..." She murmured and prepared to attack, but&nbsp; Moon Knight as quick to react as a handful of his infamous Crescent Darts flew in the air, catching attention of those machines to a disastrous effect that their master no doubt was observing with much intrigue.<br><br>Paralyzed they were. Jen didn't need to be told what to do afterwards as she smashed her fist through one of them and using that like a battering ram, pulverized a second one, then a third and fourth and so on, using their stunned state to her own advantage. Metal clashed against metal as it was crashed under the might of her strength. Sparks flew and smoke rose up in air around them as Jennifer's destruction derby continued on until it came to a sudden halt with any immediate enemy surrounding them had been eliminated, in swift motion, she brought them all down and converted into a giant ball of metal and smashed them into ground, digging a crater of her own.<br><br>"Well that's one more public property damage that I am gonna have to foot. One can only hope my latest bonus can cover it!" She-Hulk spoke with a chuckle before turning to look back at Moon Knight and grinned before soon enough her facial expression became solemn as she rubbed some of the dirt off her palms.<br><br>"Moony, listen up there's gonna be more, way more from where that came and we have an extremely short window. So you and I better find a safehouse or call that flying disc of yours and get us whererever the hell you have been cooped up so that we can at least discuss some kind of strategy. Because fighting like brutes here sure as hell ain't gonna stop them things from coming back countless by times...and each successive time they attack us? They're gonna be better, more equipped, more prepared. So what's it gonna be? Spill out, quick!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darthvegeta800</strong> on <strong>20-06-2014, 19:12:36</strong>
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				<div style="text-align: left;">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v457/Darthvegeta800/Moon_knight_inline_3_zps00484d99.jpg) (http://smg.photobucket.com/user/Darthvegeta800/media/Moon_knight_inline_3_zps00484d99.jpg.html)<br></div><div align="center"><strong>Name:</strong> Moon Knight<br><strong>Location:</strong> New York streets<br><strong>Time: </strong> 14:50<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> She Hulk<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Moon Knight Costume</div><br>Moon Knight dispatched a battered Ultron that came swinging his way, an arm ripped of. <br>The thing still sat up to try and attack her from behind but as he had planned, he stood ready to deal with her 'leftovers'. A stab in the neck with his truncheon, cut of some circuitry and moments later, he planted another small device inside it that finished of the Ultron. The flaring light left its optics, indicating its termination. The hand it had held out towards She Hulk, pre-emptively ended its charged blast attack and went limp.<br>He casually cast asside the shredded and now crispy metallic exoskeleton and watched the grinning green titan with interest.<br><br>He had heard she had an odd sense of humor.<br><strong><em>'...an odd sense of humor and large... euhm... fists. Yes fists is what we... I mean 'I' meant'</em></strong> he thought.<br>He smiled behind his mask at her bossy and demanding response.<br><strong>"You're just lucky...&nbsp; I tend to plan ahead. AND that I do love a woman with a...<em> 'strong'</em> personality"</strong> Moon Knight granted the muscular and tall beauty a brief chuckle. Because just as he casually swung back the right side of his white cloak, lifting up his right arm, he managed to grab hold of the ladder that would allow them entry into the Moon-Copter. If anything Moon Knight gave a good performance for a 'normal'. If one could call a veteran like Moon Knight with selfproclaimed divine supervision 'normal'.<br><strong>"Frenchie..." </strong>he said out loud, though undoubtably he spoke to some sort of build-in comm held by his mask <strong>"A trip for two to our nearest secondary hideout... after that head back to the main base for refuel".</strong><br><em>"Oui mon ami." </em>the pilot said. A homosexual ex member of 'la legion étrange', the man had kept his flamboyant behaviour from his mercenary days yet developped a strong sense of loyalty to Moon Knight. He did not question the fact they'd have a passenger.<br>Climbing up to make room for She-Hulk, Moon Knight spoke <strong>"It'll be a bit cramped in there. You have been warned miss."</strong><br><br>An uncommon sight... two heroes climbing a ladder while a crescent shaped stealthplane hovered over a rooftop.<br>Suddenly the Moon Copter opened fire with its vulcan canons, turning slightly to face an incoming threat. <br><em>"Vite vite!"</em> Frenchie said as Ultron robots came flying in.<br>Moon Knight climbed with acrobatic grace and atheletic speed, quickly entering the Moon Copter. The ladder shook lightly as Frenchie was getting ready to perform an evasive manoeuvre.<br>The Moon Knight looked down from the opening and held out his gloved hand to take She Hulk's large slender green hand.<br><strong>"I would have said... 'ladies' first but I suspect you're not a lady who is melodramatic about decorum during a crisis" </strong>he jested.<br>Frenchie glanced back from the pilot's seat.<em> "Hurry up already!"</em> he said. <em>"I don't feel like crashing yet again!"</em> he stated annoyed.<br><strong>"Coming coming"</strong> Moon Knight moved to the copilot seat. Another set of chairs behind him. He put on a seatbelt <strong>"Prepare for a rocky ride She Hulk. I doubt a planecrash will be lethal to you... but us commoners prefer to stay in the air... better for our health. Right Frenchie?"</strong>.<br><em>"Oui mon ami. Maintenant... évasion! Time to evade the enemy"</em> Frenchie said. He still sprayed the Ultrons with the Vulcan cannons but stopped firing as he veered to the right and accelerated at top speed. A few Ultrons had crashed but the others tried to pursue. It proved more difficult than they had expected as the Moon Copter was outpacing them.<br><em>"Backup base ETA... 4 minutes" </em>Frenchie said. <br><br>Suddenly he veered to the left. <em>"Make that 6..."</em> Frenchie said as he narrowly evaded energyblasts from Ultron clones coming from the opposite direction. <em>"Sacrébleu! Bandes de sardines surdévelopés..."</em>.<br>Moon Knight was checking the controls.<br><strong>"Still glad you took this ride Jen?"</strong> Moon Knight said. Clearly knowing her name. He spoke with confidence or was it bravado to encourage her? Or was he just that insane? In any case he seemed unphased by the damaged wing and the fact more and more foes were closing in on them.<br><strong>"Preparing missiles..." </strong>he said. He deployed a scanner. <br><em>"Understood..." </em>Frenchie stated.<br>Moon Knight held his breath, waiting for the right moment to fire.<br><strong>"Almost... almost... almost... NOW!!!"</strong> he pushed a button and a flurry of small missiles were fired upon a large 'flock' of Ultron robots trying to screen their most direct escape route.<br>It remained to be seen if the missiles would be enough!<br><br>The explosion was blinding. Black smoke and a fiery haze.<br>Slowly the smoke cleared...<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SydneyDrew20</strong> on <strong>20-06-2014, 22:02:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B7mnuaNwln4/UaFeB1z0czI/AAAAAAAAuvM/_gb0sL7aJ0w/s1600/X-Men-The-Last-Stand-Shadowcat.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Kitty Pryde/Shadowcat<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Jean Grey Institute (Whats Left of it)<br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:38<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Cyclops, Magik, Magneto, Colossus, Pyslocke<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> X-Costume<br><br></span></span><hr><br>"Everyone's inside. We need to get them out!" Kitty looked into Magik's eyes, clearly hiding the fact that she was really scared at that moment. She patted Lockheed in the back and mentally commanded him to go up in the sky and give them a little taste of his fire breath. The dragon flew up into the sky and as soon as it opened his jaw, a stream of bright embers shot up and began burning the incoming attackers. Those he could not burn, he destroyed by biting or slamming. When the number got to be too much, Kitty commanded him to come back into the ground, knowing it was no longer safe. She was not willing to lose him to the ultrons. <br><br>"Scott! We need to go!" Kitty yelled, afraid to get any closer. She walked with Lockheed over to Ilyana, wondering where they would be transported to next. It was clear that the poor girl was scared and she just wanted to get out of there. Seeing their safe haven destroyed, though, was not something she wanted to be a witness of. "I'm scared!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>20-06-2014, 22:45:17</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://topwalls.net/wallpapers/2013/06/Charlize-Theron-5-1350x2400.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Invisible Woman/Susan Richards&nbsp; <br><strong>Location:</strong> Stark Tower<br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:40<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Spider Man, Doctor Doom, and Iron-Man<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Fantastic Four Uniform<br><br></span></span><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://images.wikia.com/marvelmovies/images/archive/9/9a/20120416023223!Iron-man-site-tony-stark.jpg)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Tony Stark<br><strong>Location:</strong> Stark Tower<br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:40<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Spiderwoman, Spiderman, Lady Sif, Invisible Woman, Doom<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Nothing at all!&nbsp; Under his suit<br><br></span></span><hr><br><br><br>loislanekent01: Susan emerged from the medical bay Tony had set her down in. She stopped crying the moment she heard that familiar voice she had known for years. Victor Von Doom was in the tower. Slowly she got up and pulled herself off the table and walked towards the lounge. Sure enough the leader of Latveria was stood amongst Tony, Spider-Man and the Lady Sif. Dressed in his traditional green robes. No longer donning his white Future Foundation garment he wore when he served alongside them in her brothers absence. Her eyeliner had run from her tears and her face was flushed and slightly puffy and she slumped in the doorway. "Victor." she meekly greeted him. The good Doctor went on to tell them the Baxter building was destroyed and her husband was dead. Her heart sank as she relived Reed and Bens final violent moments. She could see Tony and the other two didnt trust Von Doom when he stated he was going to help them destroy Ultron. She watched as Tony flinched in his armour, he was wondering if this was another trick. A trick from a man who had caused so much pain over the years. The man who it was recently discovered drove the Scarlet Witch insane. Susan moved towards Tony and pulled him away from Doom and into the kitchen area. "We can trust him." she said in a flat and matter of fact voice. <br><br>moonhoundhati: "As much as I can trust Hulk to park my Ferrari safely," the billionaire playboy philanthropist responded with no small amount of sarcasm as the visor of his helmet popped up, revealing the face of Tony Stark beneath the suit of iron... well, technically not iron, but the point was clear. Doom was as trustworthy as Cap's capacity to lie, which wasn't very much at all!"Look, Susan... Things out there right now are worse then that new year's eve party I held in '99. The last thing we need is metal mouth stabbing us in the back halfway through!" As he raised his counter argument, his visor snapped back into place.&nbsp; Turning to face good ol' Vicky, he pointed an armoured index finger at the man, addressing the man that had caused much grief in the world clearly. "You want us to trust you, then you better start spilling some useful beans, Jack. Your word isn't worth much these days, I'm afraid."<br><br>loislanekent01: Tony was been as stuben as Reed used to be and it only made the Invisible Woman smile a sad smile. "I can vouche for him. Last year he helped us at the Future Foundation and made amends." She sighed as she leaned on the kitchen counter. "Does it really matter about all the crap we used to fight about? Ultron intends to wip us all out of existence and he is not bothered who we were aligned to. He sees us all as a threat. Organic life is a afront to him and he intends to exterminate us all." She looked over from Doom back to Tony. "We could use his head and we could use his power. Its that simple!" <br>&nbsp;<br>moonhoundhati: "You'd think it's that simple, but it never is," Iron Man responded as he crossed his plate metal covered arms lightly. Inside his helmet, he had Jarvis pull up images of live events happening on the outside. They were of private Stark camera's planted all around the city, though roughly half of them had already been destroyed by all the fighting. Things were getting worse by the minute. "Fine." After a long moment, he complied, nodding once but firmly. However, he raised his thumb over his shoulder and added, "But if anything happens, I'll be personally shoving you down the garbage chute we have in the back there, Dee Dee. Might smelt down that suit of yours into a statue of myself, while I'm at it."<br><br>loislanekent01:Susan was glad to see she was able to get through to Tony and he was willing to at least give Victor a chance. If she was honest with herself even she didnt truly know if he could be trusted or not. But she wanted at least to give him a chance after all, other then those in the tower who knows how many of their friends have survived these attacks? "I know its never good to ask a member of AA this but....do you have anything I could drink? Something strong..." it was the least he could give her to ease her insufferable pain.&nbsp; <br><br>moonhoundhati: "Jarvis, pour the lady a martini," Tony told his digital butler."Right away, sir," the voice responded, both inside his helmet and through the speakers build into the tower. The machines in the kitchen sprung to life, a glass slipping into a holster and a bottle of whiskey being lowered from a cabinet by a metal arm. Soon enough a martini on the rocks was placed on the half destroyed kitchen counter, in front of Susan.<br><br>loislanekent01: She sniffed as she watched as Tony used his ortimated system to order her the stiff drink she so desperately needed. "Thank you Anthony." she said using his full name as she gently kissed him on the left cheeck. And then sat down on one of the stools with her back to the room as she poured herself a large whiskey on the rocks. She closed her eyes and sipped at it. Making a silent toast to her departed husband that she would go on, she would avenge him and Ben and most importantly she would find and protect their children.&nbsp; <br><br>moonhoundhati: "Only my mother calls me Anthony, Susan," Iron Man responded simply as the visible Invisible Woman brushed her lips against his metal helmet. Turning to the others present, he took charge again. Now was not the time to dilly dally. Yes, that was like the sky falling when it came from Tony Stark, but now was not a time to kid around. People were dying by the dozens, hundreds or even thousands.<br><br>loislanekent: Susan looked over her shoulder back at Doom, the floor was his, it was his turn to talk and to tell them HOW exactly he was going to help them bring down Ultron.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>20-06-2014, 22:50:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://images.fandango.com/images/fandangoblog/sif8.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Lady Sif<br><strong>Location:</strong> Stark Tower, Top floor<br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:45 <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Spider-Woman<br><hr><br>Lady Sif said nothing as Stark raged on about how he did not Trust Von Doom to work with them, but the daughter of Storm came forth and pleaded the villains case. The Asguardian Warrior said nothing but merely noticed one of their party was now missing and as such she went out to find her. The Warrior sure enough Sif found the Woman of Spiders, she was slumped on the emergency stairwell. The spandex wearing Avenger had crawled several flights up, she was obviously trying to get away. Get away from the hordes of Ultron drones which were circling this building.<br><br>Looking like she was going to have what Midgaurdians called a *panic Attack*. Sif placed her hand on the womans shoulder and gently squeezed her shoulder letting her know she was not alone. "What ails you my friend?" she asked. But she knew the answer to that given the current circumstance's of the day. "You have been in many fights before as a member of the Avengers...least you even thought alongside my beloved Thor in the halls of Asgaurd when the serpent of fear attempted to overthrow all the nine realms. You are a great warrior woman of spiders and although things look dim this moment I am confident that we shall win the day." <br><br>She removed her hand slowly from Jessica's shoulder. "Is it been entrapped here in this glass tower which makes thou un-easy?"&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>21-06-2014, 01:11:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://images.contactmusic.com/images/feature-images/captain-america-scarlett-johansson-636-370.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Natasha Romanov/Black Widow <br><strong>Location:</strong> leaving HYDRA Secret Avengers Base<br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:55<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Captain America<br><br><hr><br>"You know finding Pym may not be as easy as we think!" Natasha said when she and Steven started to exit the base away from the others. "He is a slippery basterd at best and that's when he`s taking his medication." She could see the slight shock in Stevens face to hear her talk this way about one of their own team-mates, a fellow Avenger. "You telling me you don't blame him just alittel for all this?" She asked him openly given that it was Hank who created the first Ultron. "Even if we could pop back in time in one of Richards machines and tell him everything that was happening here and now we couldn't stop him from creating it. He`d just be more determined to perfect it...to get his robotic child correct. Look at the Vision....for all his tech advancements he was still a machine. We all attempted to fool ourselves into thinking otherwise....for Hanks sake....part of his rehabilitation....and for Wanda......poor Wanda...." <br><br>They exited out from the bunker and still Rogers hadn't said a word yet and the Widow kept on airing her thoughts. "He was....is....a sociopath and we kept brushing it under the carpet....the same with Tony only....God love him....he`s less dangerous then Pym. And what about the rest of us? Wanda? Sentry? Hulk? me? how many more chance's are we going to get before we wipe out the whole God-Damm planet!" <br>She stopped walking she was angry, enraged and loosing her cool, the clam collected spy that never showed emotion unless it was a ploy. "Seriously Steve....I want to know....what will it take for you to finally put us out of our misery? You...and Thor....and Carol....to be honest there's far more dangerous Avengers then there are truly good ones...I think you should just round us up and....and....BAH!"<br><br>She turned away from him and punched the air. <br><br>"I want to kill him....Pym....for this...I want to choke the life out of him....and Heaven help me Steven if I find him you might have to kill me to stop me." She warned him as she wrapped her arms around herself and hugged her body.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Landshark</strong> on <strong>21-06-2014, 03:14:46</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img4.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20101204051521/marveldatabase/images/a/ac/Dr_doom_ultimate02.PNG)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Victor von Doom (Doctor Doom)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Stark Tower<br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:40<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Susan Richards, Tony Stark, Spider Man<br><hr><br>He looked on as Susan came into the room from the door way. She was hurt and distraught but alive. His heart swelled at seeing her for he had assumed she had perished with the others. Ignoring the bravado of Stark as if he wasnt even there. His voice changed as the usual metallic reverb that strengthened it was gone <em>"Susan? It gives me great joy to see you alive. I had assumed the worst."</em> He made as if to step toward her then collected himself. Turning his attention back on Stark his voice returned to his usual glower.&nbsp; <br><em><strong>"Your tower is under siege Stark and in less than an hour it will be reduced to rubble. If it wasnt for your penchant to ignore common sense id say you have little choice but to accept my assistance."</strong></em> He stood his ground as Sif left the room. That made things easier if Stark decided to be beyond reason for without Sifs assistance he could over power Stark. He could see the Iron Man had been in battle where as Doom was at near full capability. <br><em><strong>"The wisest course of action would be to leave the tower by stealth then destroy it allowing Ultron to believe we have perished. At least for the time being. We need to find a base of operations that was unknown and begin to plan the final destruction of the mechanoid."</strong></em> Doom knew that it wouldnt be easy but nothing worth doing ever was. <em><strong>"Surely one such as yourself has made exit strategies in case of emergency."</strong></em> The sarcasm was so thick you could taste it with the insinuation that Stark had about as much forethought as a goldfish.
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elven Sex Goddess</strong> on <strong>21-06-2014, 15:35:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://ist2-2.filesor.com/pimpandhost.com/5/3/2/5/53250/2/8/E/N/28ENn/Spider_Woman__.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Spider-Woman (Jessica Drew)<br><br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; Stark Tower - top floor<br><br><strong>Time:</strong>&nbsp; 14:45<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; Sif, open<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;Costume</span><br><br>Sitting&nbsp; head bowed in defeated posture.&nbsp; The fear gripping her, clawing and grabbing at her very soul.&nbsp; &nbsp;Jessica struggles to get herself under control.&nbsp; To reign in the hyperventilation attack that has suddenly assaulted her.&nbsp; &nbsp; It is not fear for herself.&nbsp; &nbsp;It is fear she cannot make a difference.&nbsp; &nbsp;Fear of failing those that need her.&nbsp; &nbsp; The odds seem so overwhelming.&nbsp; &nbsp; So many of her peers dead.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>A hand settles upon a shoulder, the right one.&nbsp; &nbsp; It draws Jessica to glance up to see the proprietor of the hand.&nbsp; &nbsp;Recognition comes to her red rimmed eyes.&nbsp; &nbsp;For tears have stun her eyes amidst the panic attack.&nbsp; &nbsp; The presence of Lady Sif, through lends strength.&nbsp; Slowly the shudders of fighting against the hyperventilation subside.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;As she listens to what her friend has to say.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>"I fear we may not be enough.&nbsp; &nbsp;That the ultimate end has been constructed to mankind and the world.&nbsp; &nbsp;People were dying out there.&nbsp; &nbsp; An all we could manage to do is fight our way into this tower.&nbsp; &nbsp;That even now is being assault intensely.&nbsp; So many of our peers dead." <br><br>She rise up then,&nbsp; Sif hand has withdrawn.&nbsp; &nbsp; Spider-womans own hand would now reach out and clasp the others woman's own shoulder on the left.&nbsp; A soft clasp is given.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>"We should rejoin the others,&nbsp; I am sure Tony has by now come up with a plan."<br><br>She knew not that Doom has joined them in the tower and offers to work with them all. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>21-06-2014, 20:26:09</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://images.fandango.com/images/fandangoblog/sif8.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Lady Sif<br><strong>Location:</strong> Stark Tower, Top floor<br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:45 <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Spider-Woman<br><hr><br>Sif could see that the Avenger had been shaken to the core by the events of the day. Seeing your home-world destroyed had a damaging effect. Sif herself had seen the fall of Asgurd and even though the city once more stood proud and tall she recalled what it looked like in rubble and in ash. She felt for the Woman of Spiders and greatly wished she could spare her the pain that she felt, but she could at least offer comfort to a brave warrior who was having a moment of self doubt, which was perfectly normal for any specie's.<br><br>"You Midguardians are survivors and although things look grimm and lives have been lost we shall beat this machine!" She said with confidence. It was confidence that was well placed in the Avengers and in the Earth itself. "And we don't know how many of our brothers in arms have been slain so we should not wish them to Valhalla sooner then they deserve." She offerd with a smile as the two dark haired women made their way slowly back down the stairwell. <br><br>"Am I mistaken in thinking you were one of the Avengers who was transported to the future in which you saw this machine had overthrown the Earth? And you...along with my husband and Stark destroyed him? Surely if we can find how it is able to self replicate and destroy those means we shall have found his weak spot. Every creature has one...no matter what they are made of."&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Matttheman89</strong> on <strong>21-06-2014, 21:50:42</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.blogcdn.com/news.moviefone.com/media/2013/07/captain-america-chris-evans.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Steve Rogers/Captain America<br><strong>Location:</strong> Decommissioned Hydra Base<br><strong>Time:</strong> <br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Black Widow<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Civilian Clothes.<br><br></span></span><hr><br>Steve blinked in surprise as Natasha began to angrily go on about Pym as the two of them left the base behind them. She blamed the man for everything that was happening to them right now. She continued on this tangent for some time as they walked, and Steve remained quiet, feeling that she simply needed to vent. As she went so far as to say that certain members of the Avengers, including herself, may have simply needed to be taken out of commission though, he stopped, looking over at her backside as she punched the air. Frowning, he came closer, putting a strong hand on his shoulder. "I don't do that, because I know that deep down, no matter our faults, all of the Avengers are good, decent people. We've all made mistakes in the past. But as long as they realize it, and strive to do better, I don't think anyone is worth abandoning. Even Pym, and especially not you."<br><br>She warned him that she might not be able to stop herself from taking vengeance on Pym for all of this, but Steve shook his head, slowly turning her around so they were facing each other. "Honestly, there's a part of me that wants to give Pym a piece of my mind for this too." he admitted. To tell the truth, he wanted to punch the man right in the face. But he wouldn't. "But you and I both know you wouldn't kill him. That's not you anymore, Natasha. You're an Avenger, a hero." he said, looking down into her eyes. She was beautiful, even when she was angry like this. He trusted her though, and knew she was just trying to get something off her chest. Even someone like Natasha couldn't be completely calm in circumstances like this. As she hugged herself, he hugged her too, and as he looked down at her, he leaned in, and pressed his lips against hers, kissing her again like they had earlier today, before all hell had broken loose.<br><br>He let the kiss last for a short time, then pulled away. "Pym can't help us make this right if we don't give him the chance, so let's get out there, and do what we have to do so we can find him." he said softly, letting her go and starting to walk again.
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sasquatch421</strong> on <strong>21-06-2014, 23:39:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/a5/Mystique.png)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Calvin Rankin/ Mimic<br><strong>Location:</strong> Hydra Base<br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:55<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Natasha, Captain America, everyone in the safe house <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Dark Avengers Uniform<br><br></span></span><hr><br>First Logan and the white haired beauty and now Calvin watched the retreating backs of Natasha and the Captain as they left and left last instructions. He lets out a snort as his annoyance at being left behind from another thing adds to the growing attack of his mental illness, "Of course, I guess I'll find something to do since I'm obviously not trusted enough..." He lets out a sigh as he locks down the door, "Hero's...." Turning he walks away to get the lay of the land heading through out the base looking for something...Anything to keep him occupied while he left on his own again. It seemed a reoccurring thing anymore, but Mimic was used to it as that was how he lived his life. <br><br>True there were a few times he was with a group of others... First he was an X-Man, but of course he was forced out and Xavier never even made an attempt of learning why he had anger issues. Then he ended up with Onslaught were he actually made a friend of the Blob.... It was an odd friendship and now with Blob being dead, it was one fewer. Then came his time with Excalibur where it was his friendship with Moira MacTaggert that finally revealed the illness that the X-Men discriminated against him with. Finally years after he had left the British superteam, he found his way onto Osborne's Dark Avengers. It might not have been perfect, but at least they didn't judge him for a simple mental illness... There were also those nights with Mystique, but that was only to blow off some steam.<br><br>Now he was alone once again in a group of hero's... Well he should call it being alienated.... Rounding a corner he sees Rogue and X-23, but passes them by with a shake of his head and a snort. As he passes by Calvin changes form as he does so,"Get a room kids..." It's an innocent shift trying to stave off the effect of his illness. The form he picks might not be what others want to see though... The long red hair and blues skin are a clue, but the skull in her forehead is the dead giveaway... The now she continues on until she picks a room. Shoving out the extra bed and gear the door shuts behind and locks...<br><br><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/23/Juggernaut_Demon_Form.png)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Piotr Nikolaievitch Rasputin/ Colossus/ Juggernaut&nbsp; <br><strong>Location:</strong> Jean Grey School for Gifted Youngsters<br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:45<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Magneto, Psylocke, Kitty, Scott, Magick <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Old X-Men uniform<br><br></span></span><hr><br>The Juggernaut snorts as Illyana calls for a retreat, "Not until all the kids are out of here and then I go with to make sure you and your crazies don't ruin them." His eyes glare at Scott and the others before he goes back into the mansion... Making his way back to the safe room where he left the kids he opens the door and looks at the group. The students gasp at the demonic appearance but Piotr ignores that, "There is a way out... Let me go first and when your clear make a run for the portal." Turning around he moves forward protecting students the best he could and keeps watch as the students go through the portal.<br><br>The down turn to even worse situation was when Kitty yelled to Scott... Scott! There was a reason he refused Storms offer to return to the group and stayed on his own. Making his own way to the portal he looks at Lockheed, "Hey Lockheed how ya doing? Why don't we get out of here...." His glowing eyes turn to shoot daggers at Magick, "I have other business to take care of then..." Finally he does move through the portal not really caring where he turns up...<br><br>The notion of
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TamaRose</strong> on <strong>22-06-2014, 04:52:25</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/4/49/Sofia-vergara.jpg/419px-Sofia-vergara.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Rogue<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Hydra base<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:25<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Laura<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Leather halter top and matching leather pants, boots, and gloves.<br><br><br></span><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/21/Leather_halter_top.jpg)<br><br>(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/1/15/Leather_pants_and_boots.jpg/333px-Leather_pants_and_boots.jpg)<br><br>(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/98/Leather_gloves.jpg)</div></div><br>As Laura wrapped her arms around Rogue's neck, Rogue placed both hands on her lover's hips and pulled her closer into her body until her round breasts were firmly pressed into Laura's body. God, she couldn't believe this was actually happening. Ever since Laura had joined the X-Men she had, had a crush on her and now here she was...getting ready to make love to one of the strongest and most beautiful women she had ever met. She so wanted to make the first time for them special. So, unlike what it was now. Yet, with the way things were now, there was no time for flowers and a candlelit dinner. Although if they got through all of this, she would make sure to pamper her like she had hoped Laura would her when it came down to it. After all they both needed to be loved without any doubts or convictions. <br><br>After kissing, Laura back with just as much passion and love as she was receiving, she felt Laura pull away, allowing Rogue to look down at Laura breathlessly as she stared down into the other woman's deep green eyes, making her fall deeper in love with the young girl even more.<br><br><strong>"I want to devour every inch of you!"</strong><br><br>As Laura began touching her and undressing her further, Rogue began to do the same to her until Laura's hands captured and intertwined themselves with hers before feeling a tongue probe her mouth. <em>Damn, the girl had guts!</em> Although, she wasn't going to complain. She was enjoying everything Laura was doing to her and she wanted to taste even more.<br><br>~~~~~<br><br>After an hour and a half of pure enjoyment and exploring one another's bodies, Rogue kissed Laura on the nose before climbing out of bed in all of her glory and picking up her clothes from the floor. She needed to get showered as well as did Laura. They had been gone to long and Natasha and the others would be wondering what had happened to them. So, they needed to hurry and get back.<br><br>With her clothes in one hand, Rogue held out her other toward Laura and motioned for her to join her. <strong>"As much as ah' would like ta' lay in bed with ya' all day, we betteh' get showered and get ourselves back out front. We need ta' find out what is going on and what our next step is."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Garuss Vakarian</strong> on <strong>22-06-2014, 04:57:34</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=203347.msg10103467#msg10103467">Quote from: Loves on 10-06-2014, 06:20:35</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div class="floatleft">(http://i975.photobucket.com/albums/ae240/samanthamazur/Vdu7FgAk6rKd_zpsc4407f20.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>Felicia Hardy/Black Cat (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=202758.msg9932062#msg9932062)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Avenger's Mansion -&nbsp; Hidden Base <br><strong>Time:</strong> its got to be way after 1:30 by now <br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Wolverine, Deadpool, and Rider.…&nbsp; Open<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> <del> This &nbsp;(http://i975.photobucket.com/albums/ae240/samanthamazur/ZTzDOztBjdw5_zps329c8f3d.jpg)</del> <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; Her Black Cat Costume &nbsp;(http://i975.photobucket.com/albums/ae240/samanthamazur/black_cat_0010_by_raffaelemarinetti-d3l3114_zps715a8b96.jpg)<br><br></span></span><hr>&nbsp; <br><br><div style="text-align: justify;">Felicia wasn’t certain of anything, least of all whether or not she would hold any kind of influence over this stranger she had just agreed to head off with on some foolish mission. What was she thinking?&nbsp; In the end she figured getting out of this place was a hell of a lot smarter than sticking around.&nbsp; She’d hang with Logan for now. Whether she would remain loyal to him, or this group of rebel fighters was a question to be answered at a later time. For now they were her best chance of survival. After doing her best to promise to do her best in looking after Logan (something Cat thought was ridiculous since he seemed more apt to be saving her ass than the other way around) she headed off behind him, smirking at his chosen words. Was this what she was after? A way to prove herself to these superheros and mutants? To prove to them that she was worthy of a spot in their merry band of warriors? Never before had Felicia been so full of unanswered questions. <br><br>She didn’t like it!<br><br>Stepping out into the evening air, all seemed still. She glanced around searching for any sign that they might be attacked, all the while hoping to any god that would listen that they would find themselves alone. Her thoughts drifted to her father, and then towards Deadpool. His sudden appearance in her mind’s eye caused her to frown. What was he doing in her thoughts? Shaking her head, Felicia attempted to scramble him out of her mind and turned to focus upon Logan as he stated the obvious. Normally she might have said something cheeky, but the look on his face&nbsp; hinted that now was not the time for that sort of quip. Instead Cat simply nodded her head to show her understanding. <br><br><em>Warzone, got it!&nbsp; No tip toeing through the daisies! Ten-four big guy! </em><br><br>Logan seemed to be able to read her mind however and soon his serious words had turned into a vote of confidence, which was a boost that she needed more than she had realized. Her smile was hopeful and reached her pretty blue eyes. <strong>”Got it… think and don’t be afraid”</strong> she repeated aloud, more for her own benefit than his. <br><br>Stealth came easy to Cat. After all she had been trained by one of the best cat burglars in the country to remain unseen! Her small stature and light, limber body helped her glide over the rubble and hide within the shadows with apparent ease.&nbsp; She was like a shadow moving upon the wind, not making a single sound as she climbed over and under rocks and rubble, picking her way through the destroyed city. Most likely Cat would have remained quiet had it not been for a site starring her in the face as she and Logan turned a corner onto another street. <br><br><strong>”Son of a bitch!”</strong> called out Felicia as she narrowed her eyes and marched forward, forgetting completely that she had been “sneaking around” with Logan in an attempt to NOT gain attention.&nbsp; Why she was so upset over what she had seen was a question that would remain unanswered for now. There was no room for logic in her mind a she stomped over the rubble and&nbsp; headed for Deadpool and his “groupies”. <br><br><strong>”I can’t believe you! I can’t believe I was actually worried about you! Here we are heading back into a warzone to look for survivors and you’re out on a date!”</strong> she glared at the two girls clinging to their savior. It was enough to make her sick! She’d once been as spineless as that and it had gotten her nowhere! <strong>”I.. you… argh!”</strong> Throwing her hands up in the air, Felicia turned on the balls of her feet and headed back towards Logan. She didn’t want to look at him. She didn’t want to see disappointment lingering in his eyes, or worse… amusement. There was nothing funny in her feelings. </div></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div></div></div><br><div class="floatleft"> (http://static.squarespace.com/static/51b3dc8ee4b051b96ceb10de/51ce6099e4b0d911b4489b79/51d8bf0de4b0c6a357c51386/1373207503236/ryan-reynolds-says-deadpool-is-the-worst-relationship-hes-ever-had-preview.jpg?format=1000w)</div>Name: Wade Wilson.<br>Tag: Ghost Rider. Other Deadpool's "Me." "Me.' &nbsp;*The inanimate thought box.... Me.*<br>Wearing: What else ladies? ;) . ((His costume.))<br>Multiple personality notes: Red &nbsp;stands for Wade. Blue &nbsp;stands for smart voice. Orange stands for his thought box. Green is his skater dude voice.<br><br><br>Deadpool was pleased with himself, for the first time he felt like a real hero. A real hero gets the gal's! And.... "I guess save the day and stuff to..." What he said.<br><br>But, soon, it was dampened completely. He thought it was bad enough to see his friend get the short end of the stick. But now... "Oh Cat! Hey baby!" Deadpool said, but soon realized. That was not a warm response. "Hey, I think we just got yelled at by her. She said you son of a bitch." "Are you suuuuure she didnt say I wanna suck your d-" "NO! She said, you son of a bitch...." <br><br>Deadpool quickly pull's his arms back into his sides. But the girls still cling to them, as the Rider walks towards them. "What, does he got SKULLiosis or something?" "No it's just his skull, I am sure." Deadpool ignored his voices for now. "No babe, it's not what you think!" "Uh. Which part? The girls clinging to us? Or you ready to motor boat their breasts?" &nbsp;Deadpool finally pulls free. "These girls, were just showing me, and Rider some gratitude for saving their lives. I was just Telling them that I have a date to get to. And, was about to get them off me! I swear!" "Your a horrible liar." "But we have our evidence!" Oh.... Well, the Deadpool with the green text was right for once. As deadpool points towards the pile of burnt corpses. "See, rapists. We brutalized them like it was our job! Now, you girls go ahead and start smooching with the real hero." Wade pushes the girls aside, gently "Ugh!" Well... Roughly. Shoving one of them against the rider. And the rest towards him. "Go on, he's nicer then he looks. ;) " "Yes, CATastrophe avoided right!?" "Well, thats yet to be seen. But, we should walk a bit back before they flee back into our arms." "Yeah... I stopped the rapists, so thats all there should be to it. As much as id like to reap my reward, cats way more worth it then these girls! These girls are horrid in comp- Wait.." "You idiot. Dont speak to us out loud!"<br><br>^_^; "He he....Kidding." Deadpool said, as the girls stare at him with a gaze far more intimidating then the Penance Stare. Deadpool slowly backs away. "So, cat. Doll. Whats your mission! I would gladly well.... Be any where, but here right now."
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elven Sex Goddess</strong> on <strong>22-06-2014, 16:36:31</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2012/338/6/9/x_23_backshot_by_idelacio-d5n10z0.png)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Laura Kinney / X-23<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Hydra base outside city limits<br><br><strong>Time:</strong>&nbsp; <br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Rogue (Anna Marie), Open.<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong>&nbsp; Skyclad<br></span><br><br>All sense of time is lost for an hour or two.&nbsp; &nbsp;Anna Marie and Laura engaged in carnal love making.&nbsp; &nbsp; In Anna Marie,&nbsp; Laura has found a kindred spirit.&nbsp; &nbsp;More then a mere lover a best friend.&nbsp; &nbsp; Laura as she basks in the after glow of their recent passion.&nbsp; &nbsp;Anna Marie is gathering up her clothes in hand.&nbsp; &nbsp;Still sprawled on the bed herself,&nbsp; entangled in the white linen of the bed.&nbsp; &nbsp;Her raven black hair sprawled out over in stark contrast.&nbsp; &nbsp;Not quite ready to get up or to break the scene.&nbsp; &nbsp;Anna Marie with her other hand would clasp on hers and pull her up.&nbsp; &nbsp;Declaring they needed to go and shower and then join the others.&nbsp; <br><br>"Giggle."<br><br>Escapes from Laura,&nbsp; the idea of spending the rest of the day with Anna Marie is just the thought that had been flashing in mind.&nbsp; &nbsp;She reach out and grab her things really quick, the fetish outfit she had found in one of the H.Y.D.R.A.&nbsp; soldier locker.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>"Giggle.&nbsp; &nbsp;Shower, ooh I can be naughty in the shower."<br><br>She tease as she bounded up with hand clasped by Rogue.&nbsp; She press against her friend with her body before they take off to the showers in tease.&nbsp; &nbsp; Through she joked,&nbsp; she wouldn't stop if it happen again in the shower.&nbsp; &nbsp; However,&nbsp; Laura sobers up with her thoughts.&nbsp; The world outside has gone to hell beyond this facility they are now holed up in.&nbsp; &nbsp;People they knew, fought with,&nbsp; laughed with,&nbsp; loved were now dead and a crazed megalomaniac robot with artificial intelligence was now trying to take over the world with clones of itself.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>Laura give Anna Marie hand a squeeze.<br><br>"Yes we need to take out Ultron and send him to the metal scrap heap." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Loves</strong> on <strong>22-06-2014, 17:28:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i975.photobucket.com/albums/ae240/samanthamazur/Vdu7FgAk6rKd_zpsc4407f20.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>Felicia Hardy/Black Cat (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=202758.msg9932062#msg9932062)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Avenger's Mansion -&nbsp; Hidden Base <br><strong>Time:</strong> its got to be way after 1:30 by now <br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Wolverine, Deathpool, Rider, and Blue Marvel.…&nbsp; Open<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> <del> This &nbsp;(http://i975.photobucket.com/albums/ae240/samanthamazur/ZTzDOztBjdw5_zps329c8f3d.jpg)</del> <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; Her Black Cat Costume &nbsp;(http://i975.photobucket.com/albums/ae240/samanthamazur/black_cat_0010_by_raffaelemarinetti-d3l3114_zps715a8b96.jpg)<br><br></span></span><hr>&nbsp; <br><br><div style="text-align: justify;">Stumbling&nbsp; her way past the others to return to Wolverine, she glanced over at the Rider and noticed he had a new friend. Felicia had no idea who the Blue Marvel was, but assumed since flaming skull boy wasn’t trying to melt his flesh off that the guy, whoever he was, was okay. She might have stopped to say hello had she been in a better mood, but for now both the Rider and Blue Marvel would have to be satisfied with a quick acknowledgement that showed the fire burning in her eyes. Yes, the Black Cat was pissed! And getting more so with every step. <br><br><strong>”I can’t believe that guy...what were you thinking Felicia? Seriously girl!”</strong> she said mainly to herself as she climbed over the rubble. Most men might have chosen to let her cool off, but Felicia was soon to discover that Deadpool was not “most men”.&nbsp; His voice sounded closer causing Cat to stumble among the rubble. She grazed her knee and swore with conviction before turning to glare at her…. what was he to her? The fact that she couldn’t answer that question just added fuel to the fire that was already burning within. <br><br>Cat focused on the so called “evidence” as Deadpool tried explaining himself to her, resulting in digging himself an early grave for the women he had saved. Logic was beginning to seep into her mind, whispering thoughts such as “see, he was just helping” and “those girls were just showing their gratitude”.&nbsp; Felicia’s eyes narrowed as she glared at one of the offended women. <strong>”Next time a simple thanks might be better!”</strong> snapped the annoyed blonde before turning away from the gathering. She needed to get away from them…. from him! <br><br>Deadpool however wouldn’t stop in his explanation, even when he began to spill things that his inner selves didn’t wants revealed.&nbsp; Stopping in her tracks once more Felicia turned to look Deadpool right in the eye. She was trying to hold onto her anger, but knowing that he thought her affection would be worth something…. well it was making it near to impossible not to smile! <strong>”We’re heading to some fancy school for mutants… I think. The big guy here is leading the charge. If you’re gonna come then you gotta be quiet. Sneaky quiet.”</strong> Looking to Rider and his new friend and then back to Wolverine, Felicia asked him <strong>”What do you think Big Guy, you think they can join us? It might be good to&nbsp; have some help in case we meet up with more of them metal cans with the attitude.”</strong> </div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>22-06-2014, 18:04:40</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://cz.wallpapersus.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/10/Rosie-Huntington-Whiteley.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Illyana Rasputin/Magik<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Ruins of the Jean Grey Institute <br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:45 <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Cyclops, Shadowcat, Magneto and Colossus <br><hr> <br><br>Illyanya could see they would not win this day against the machines known as Ultron. They were outnumbered and outgun`d, she knew that the only way the X-men could survive would be to retreat. The Portals were open and the students got inside, next she usserd in her friend Kitty Pryde and the wounded leader Cyclops. Her brother was next who was still very much in a blood rage in his Juggernaut form. <br>Although he seemed to be calmed by all things by Kittys Pet dragon Lockheed and as such finally got into the portal after Pryde and Summers.<br>The last was the Master of Magnatism himself Magneto who had come here today with Cyclops in hopes of sorting through the difference's they shared with Logan and Hank McCoy who had run this school....the aptly named Jean Grey Institute. But the Wolverine was no where to be seen and McCoy was regrettably dead along with Gambit and Jubilee. <br><br>Illyanya could have sworn she saw the mutant Psylcoke making heavy work of the Ultrons but she was no where to be found and the portal needed to close before the Ultrons started following them through to Canada. "Magento!" she called once last time to Erick as he followed her through the portal and it closed. Once they were transported to the other side they would find themselves at the Weapon X facility which Scott and Erik had built into the New Charles Xaiver School for the gifted. And as such they would find that Emma Frost would be waiting for them. She had no idea how both her brother and Kitty would feel about this but given how the Earth seemed to be ending she thought it mattered little.<br><br>The action moves on here for those selected characters: https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=205725.0
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>22-06-2014, 18:19:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://images.contactmusic.com/images/feature-images/captain-america-scarlett-johansson-636-370.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Natasha Romanov/Black Widow <br><strong>Location:</strong> Streets of New York<br><strong>Time:</strong> 15:00<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Captain America<br><br><hr><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; (http://www.comicbookreport.org/wp-content/uploads/2014/03/cap-black-widow-e1394198953571.png)<br><br>Steve was such a good natured man that Natasha couldn't help but feel such loving thoughts towards him. He even planted a passionate kiss on her full lips to calm her down after he rant about how she was planning to kill Hank Pym in retribution for today. A tender moment amongst a sea of confusion and the Widow silently walked alongside the American symbol of hope. <br><br>It didn't take them long to come face to face with New York Citizens running towards them Panicked and trying to get out of the now smoking city. "Calm down! Slow down! Where are you going?" Natasha said trying to get through to one of them, any of them. Men, Women and Children just running to get out of the city limits. Fear stricken and now paying attention to anything really. <br><br>Natasha saw why a single Ultron as hovering over them getting closer to her and Steven. "We can take one!" She said angrily determined to take this Ultron down and thereby vent some of the rage which she was feeling. She didn't wait for Stevens response and ran towards the Ultron who was vaporizing the fleeing Civilians as it saw fit. Natasha jumped off a nearby car and up into the air summersaulting mid air to miss the Ultrons blast as it attempted to destroy her. She got on its back and activated her Widow Stingers at full force and jammed them in the side of the machines head. She electrocuted it with all she could muster and it convulsed and spasmed mid air. It then took hold of Tasha and flew her through a glass window into a destroyed building which had already been nuked...so to speak. <br><br>Covered in sut and ash the Widow continued fighting the Ultron with all her might until it knocked her to the ground, Natasha banged her head pretty hard but looked up to see Steven Come to her aid, jumping up behind the Ultron with his trademark SHEILD as his weapon. She lost consciences then and the next thing she knew she was been scooped up in Stevens arms as she blinked in and out of it. <br><br>Her anger had gotten the better of her. <br><br>For the first time in a long time. <br><br>Thank Heaven Steven was here with her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moon Hound Hati</strong> on <strong>22-06-2014, 19:10:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://images.wikia.com/marvelmovies/images/archive/9/9a/20120416023223!Iron-man-site-tony-stark.jpg)</div><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Tony Stark<br><strong>Location:</strong> Stark Tower<br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:40<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Spiderwoman, Spiderman, Invisible Woman, Doom<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Nothing at all! Under his suit<br><br></span></span><hr><br><strong>"Well, gosh jolly, Dr. Obvious! Where would I be without you?"</strong> Tony replied with no smaller amount of sarcasm then Doom was dishing out. Instead of a battle of wits or brawn it was a battle of snark. The insanely rich man was close to giving his opponent the robotic finger, but decided to put action above words for now. Jarvis had already been monitoring additional safehouses, the mansion and tower already marked as doomed <del>&nbsp; &nbsp;</del> pun not intended. Various images of security cameras flashed through the display inside his helmet and a map of the city had several red crosses on it, marking destroyed or unsafe locations.<br><br><strong>"Sir, readings indicate a sudden drastic drop in energy levels,"</strong> the voice of his artificial intelligence suddenly reported.<br><br><strong>"Come again?"</strong> Iron Man said blankly as a map of the tower and real-time schematics of the tower's reactor popped up on his display. The machine had been damaged, likely due to debris, and was leaking power fast. The forcefield keeping Ultron's drones out wouldn't hold long now... Scratch that, it was already too weak.<br><br><strong>"Everybody, get ready!"</strong> Parting his feet a little, Tony took a battle stance. His suit had sustained some damage already, so he hoped it would be enough to escape this impending clusterfuck. Not a moment later the drones broke through the forcefield and forced their way into the upper levels of the tower. Raising his hand, Iron Man shot a beam of concentrated energy at the first drone to shoot its way into the room, blowing one of its arms clean off and sending it sprawling onto the floor.<br><br>As the battle began, he saw Spider-Man getting knocked about like an insect by three drones, knocking the young hero out when one of the drones slammed into him like a truck. That moment of distraction was enough for another robot to tackle Tony to the ground. Wrestling for control, he rerouted some of the suit's power to the chest and blasted a hole straight through his assailant.<br><br><strong>"Jarvis, set the tower to self destruct. Use the reactor to make it a big one! Make the top collapse right on top of these rust buckets and destroy all tech we have."</strong> With a grunt he pushed the drone corpse off himself and scrambled to his feet. Dull metal footsteps echoed amid the chaos as he moved to the unconscious Spidey, opening up fire to clear more drones out of the way. It didn't matter that most shots were evaded or missed entirely; he just needed to clear a path. Heaving the wall crawler over his shoulder, he shouted to the other two, <strong>"Doom, Susan, we have to go <em>now</em>!"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TamaRose</strong> on <strong>22-06-2014, 22:27:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/4/49/Sofia-vergara.jpg/419px-Sofia-vergara.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Rogue<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Hydra base<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:25<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Laura<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Leather halter top and matching leather pants, boots, and gloves.<br><br><br></span><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/21/Leather_halter_top.jpg)<br><br>(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/1/15/Leather_pants_and_boots.jpg/333px-Leather_pants_and_boots.jpg)<br><br>(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/98/Leather_gloves.jpg)</div></div><br><br><strong>"...and here Logan used to call me a "spit fire"!</strong>, Rogue said as she smiled to Laura's response about being naughty in the shower. Still, she hoped that Laura wouldn't be upset at her refusing her if she tried something. She&nbsp; didn't want to take anymore time away from the others who were out there fighting. It wasn't fair to them. Especially, considering what they were doing to pass the time. They needed to be out there kicking ass, even when all she really wanted was to crawl in bed and forget about the world for just a few more hours.<br><br>Shaking, those thoughts from her head, seeing as it wouldn't get her anywhere, she gently pulled Laura along and headed for the showers, setting her clothes down on a bench before walking over to the stall and starting the water, getting it to a degree she found satisfying. Then grabbing a bar of soap that had been left behind by someone else, she sniffed it slightly before rinsing it off with her hands and then lathering herself up. <strong>"Sorry, sugh'. As much as ah' would love ta' lather ya' up, I can't. Ah' wouldn't want to hurt ya'. So, for this you are on your own."</strong><br><br>Doing the best she could with the what soap they had, she washed herself off until she felt human again and set it down so Laura could have her turn to get cleaned up. After letting herself drip off for a few seconds, she stepped back out of the shower and began looking through the different lockers until she found some towels that smelled a lot better then some of the others that she had found. Drying off as quickly as she could, she took one back to Laura and laid it with her clothes as she went ahead and began getting redressed, feeling as if she needed to hurry. <strong>"Hey, hon. Take your time. I am going to go check around. See where we are needed. Ah' left a towel for ya'."</strong><br><br>Rogue didn't bother telling Laura that she wanted to look for Mimic as well and give him another piece of her mind. He always wondered why people didn't like or trust him...all he had to do was shift into Mystique and that said everything and she was none to happy about it. He was one mutant she wouldn't miss if he got killed by Ultron....but that was something she wouldn't voice aloud.
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>22-06-2014, 22:56:14</strong>
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				(http://www.espaciomarvelita.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/Ghost_Rider+Concept_Art_by_Jerad_S_Marantz_02a.jpg)<br><br><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>NAME:</strong>Ghost Rider<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>New York Street<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Black Cat, Deadpool, Blue Marvel, Wolverine, Open.</span><br><br>---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>the Rider's head tilted just a bit as he watched Black Cat Storm off in a Huff. his bony arms arms swirled in flames, though one could make out the outline of a muscular arm in the flames. As Deadpool started to stumble over his own tongue to try, and salvage the crumbling affections for the Cat Burglar, the Rider could only watch it all play out. One would have even found the scene as a whole quite funny. However, the Rider didn't laugh. <br><br>As one of the Girls was literally flung against the Rider's chest. All the color instantly drained from her face as the mouth slowly opened in a soundless scream. She didn't burst into flames, nor injured in anyway. Yet to be this close, to see the charred Skull, and feel the heat of the flames from this close. It was no wonder that she fainted a moment later into the arms of her friend. Seeing that they'll get no more protection from Deadpool. the girls decided it was best to find shelter away from all the manics, and one Demonic biker. They would quickly vacate the area leaving the Heroes alone for the time being. <br><br>The Rider finished crossing the distance between him, and The others quickly enough, and was soon standing around with them, needing to hear their next move, and seeing if it is something he needs to be a part of. The Large, heavy chain clinked against the thin T-shirt on his chest, the links glowing, and smoldering from the heat of the fire that consumed the Rider. <br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Landshark</strong> on <strong>23-06-2014, 01:58:10</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img4.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20101204051521/marveldatabase/images/a/ac/Dr_doom_ultimate02.PNG)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Victor von Doom (Doctor Doom)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Stark Tower<br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:45<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Stark, Susan, open<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> as pic<br><hr><br>Starks childish comments were cut short when what Doom had predicted happened even sooner than&nbsp; thought. As the shield went down the Ultrons poured into the building. Activating his force fields both mechanical and magical he spun to stand between the onrush and Susan. There was little point in fighting back. Every one dropped would be replaced instantly with another.&nbsp; <em><strong>"Susan. Open a way to the next floor please."</strong></em> Victor knew she could easily blow a hole in the floor allowing them access down. <em><strong>"Whats the countdown Stark?"</strong></em> He knew he must have already begun the auto-destruct sequence. Seeing the slight variance on a few of the Ultron clones he took a chance and activated his Doom bot obedience program. If the bots had been hastily built using ready to use chips from Dooms facility then he might be able to make some of them obey him and turn on the others. Amplifying his voice he let it reverberate down the halls <em><strong>"I Am Doom And You Will Obey!"</strong></em> Assuming it worked it would be the only time. The bots that survived would be instantly reprogrammed so as it wouldnt happen again.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>23-06-2014, 15:22:49</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://topwalls.net/wallpapers/2013/06/Charlize-Theron-5-1350x2400.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Invisible Woman/Susan Richards&nbsp; <br><strong>Location:</strong> Stark Tower<br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:45<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Spider Woman, Doctor Doom,&nbsp; and Iron-Man<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Fantastic Four Uniform<br><br></span></span><hr><br>Before they had chance to catch their breath the Ultrons launched a attack on them, Starks force fields had been comprised and the hordes of Ultron Drones were coming through until they started smashing through the walls and glass firing shots through. Spider-Man was knocked out but Tony went to his aid just as Spider-Woman and Lady Sif Returned from the upper level. Tony activated a self destruct in the tower, it made sense to destroy all his tech rather then to let Ultron have it. Doom called out to her to smash a hole in the floor as the Ultrons were starting to get into the lounge area with every intention of killing them all. So the Invisible Woman did as she was asked and aimed her right hand and created a large invisible ball which smashed through the ground so the heroes were able to jump one level below. "If this place is going to blow we need to get out onto the street! Everyone huddle around me!" The blond heroine called out to those around her.<br><br>She could create a force-filed around them all like a giant hamster ball and roll them out to safety, they would need to be away from the tower as far as possible. Once they all got their baring's Susan Richards did just that creating a force-filed around herself, Tony, Spidy, Doom, Spider-Woman and Lady Sif!" As two Ultron bots jumped down to the level below Susan used both hands and her mind to roll them out of the glass window of what had once been Tonys executive office and out into the air. Moments afterwards the explosion of the tower caused them to be blown through the air hurtling at a alarming rate. <br><br>The Ball of Invisible Energy carried them across town until gravity took its toll and they hurtled down town towards the streets. They hit the concrete with a bang but Susan force field protected them all. It slowly dissipated and the former member of the Fantastic Four lost consciousness and slumped to the ground. Stark Tower was another causality but thankfully her friends weren't.....for now.<br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://images.fandango.com/images/fandangoblog/sif8.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Lady Sif<br><strong>Location:</strong> Formerly Stark Tower, Streets of NY <br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:50 <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Spider-Woman, Iron-Man, Doom, Ghost Rider, Black Cat, Wolverine, Deadpool and Blue Marvel.<br><hr><br>It all happened so fast, so fast. One moment Sif was talking to the Woman of Spiders about finding the strength to go on and the next the tower was under siege. The machines found a way to breach their defences and were getting in. Lots of shouting from Stark, Von Doom and Richards and the next thing she knew the floor beneath them was coming away due to the Invisible Woman. Sif jumped below as Doom suggested (although she wasn't happy trusting one such as he) and then Susan told them all to stay close to her. <br>Within seconds a force field was erected around them all and they were protected from the Ultrons blasts of energy.&nbsp; Then they were rolled outside in this bubble from the tower and free falling to the city below. But the explosion of Starks home carried them across the city. <br>The next thing the Wife of Thor knew they were hurtling to the pavement below. <br><br>Smoke cleared around them and they slowly peeled themselves off the ground, Susan`s protective force filed fell away and Sif was the first one on her feet and she saw several figures stood in-front of them, seemingly shocked to see such a dramatic entrance! She drew her sword without hesitation, a reflex reaction. <br><br>A man with a flaming head she did not know, a woman in tight black leather, a man dressed in reds and blacks, another in blue and white and finally one she knew.....the Wolverine of the X-men. "Wolverine...." she said with trepidation in her voice, it was shaky and unsteady for even she was physically shaken from the blast of the tower and been hurled across the city in seconds. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elven Sex Goddess</strong> on <strong>23-06-2014, 15:55:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2012/338/6/9/x_23_backshot_by_idelacio-d5n10z0.png)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Laura Kinney / X-23<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Hydra base outside city limits<br><br><strong>Time:</strong>&nbsp; <br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Rogue (Anna Marie), Open.<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong>&nbsp; Skyclad, towel, then dressed as pic to left.<br></span><br><br>Laura doesn't say a thing,&nbsp; she had been merely flirtatious on the way to the showers.&nbsp; &nbsp;But Anna Marie withdrew, subtle in her actions.&nbsp; &nbsp;Nevertheless it was there,&nbsp; her skills as a assassin allowing her to detect such.&nbsp; &nbsp;The subtle nuances of a person and how they act.&nbsp; &nbsp; Rogue even speeds up her washing in the shower.&nbsp; &nbsp;Laura would pace herself to let the other woman finish first.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>It is not taken wrong,&nbsp; understanding that her friend is anxious to get back to task at hand.&nbsp; The fight for survival against the Ultron clones.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>It merely gave Laura opportunity.&nbsp; &nbsp; Logan leaving with the tramp petty thief.&nbsp; &nbsp;Had made her realize her best strength was working alone.&nbsp; She has been trained to work alone.&nbsp; &nbsp; She due more good out there in working alone.&nbsp; &nbsp;Taking out the bots as she worked her way to towards finding the original Ultron.&nbsp; &nbsp;No not him, Laura thinks.&nbsp; &nbsp;The likely hood she could get close to the renegade robot was negligible.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>With having washed herself,&nbsp; she reach out and grab the towel left by Anna Marie.&nbsp; &nbsp; Drying herself off, she would consider thinking on this.&nbsp; &nbsp;Then remembering a file on the Black Panther, T'challa.&nbsp; &nbsp; How the leader had come into a possession of a artifact that allows time travel.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;She would need to find him and that artifact.&nbsp; &nbsp;For Laura knew what needed to be done in her heart.&nbsp; &nbsp;She had to go and assassinate Hank Pym,&nbsp; before he builds and creates Ultron.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; With towel wrapped around her she step out of the shower then.&nbsp; &nbsp;Going over to her clothing she laid down on a bench.&nbsp; &nbsp; Dropping the towel from herself she would begin to dress in the fetish outfit she had found, once again.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Finished dressing,&nbsp; she would turn and leave out.&nbsp; Through not to join the others.&nbsp; &nbsp;As she looks to slip&nbsp; out and begin what was needed to end this madness.&nbsp; &nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dirtythesnapper</strong> on <strong>24-06-2014, 01:36:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/dZSbMJU.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Bruce Banner/Hulk<br><strong>Location:</strong> Small crater in NY<br><strong>Time:</strong> <br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Barely anything</span><br><hr><hr><br>Hulk quickly approached New York, an incendiary bomb falling from the stars. Eventually the flames of reentry were put out by the rush of air past him, which slowed his descent slightly. Hulk turned himself around, his eyes struggling to stay wet and open as air rushed past them. He opened his arms wide to further slow his descent as well as aim it towards what looked like a wave of Ultrons approaching Stark Tower. As he came closer to the ground he turned himself over once again and pulled his arms in to brace for impact. He hit the ground hard, the concrete giving way as he crashed into what must have been some of the New York Subway system. He still had enough force in his fall to crater the ground below him, bending the subway tracks downwards. <br><br>Hulk groaned, <span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">"Hulk hate space"</span> before trying to get his feet under him. He stood up and saw a ways down the tunnel, there were people hiding from Ultron. Hulk looked up at the hole he created in the ceiling of the tracks and knew Ultron could easily find them, especially with him down there. He looked up to see an Ultron had approached to see what had cratered the city street, so Hulk knew what he had to do. He grabbed a piece of the rubble and threw it into the Ultron before hopping out of the tunnel into what must have been rush hour traffic. He hopped a few cars back and started to push the group forward. Some of the cars fell into the subway, but overall it created a block for the hole that he created. Hulk smirked at his quick thinking, <span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">"Hulk is strongest and smartest there is."</span><br><br>He listened for a moment before hearing two familiar voices relatively close by. <span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">"Hulk hear crazy man and cat girl."</span> He quickly hoped forward and around a corner before seeing the pair as well as many other heroes joining them. As he landed he saw the fire that once was Stark tower. Hulk then looked to the group, <span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">"Hulk back."</span><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>26-06-2014, 20:50:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://geek-news.mtv.com//wp-content/uploads/geek/2013/09/Sif_TDW_Header.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Lady Sif<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Streets of NY <br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:52 <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Hulk, Spider-Woman, Iron-Man, Doom, Ghost Rider, Black Cat, Wolverine, Deadpool and Blue Marvel.<br><hr><br>A band of valiant heroes if ever Lady Sif had seen them, the protectors of Midguard! She knew she was in good company here. This Ultron was indeed a violent foe who cared little for human life. He was as wicked as the Frost Giants King and more devious then Loki Himself. But she knew the *Avengers* would win this day just as she had always heard they had.<br><br>It was strange not having all her memory's for she knew she had fought alongside them before but she could not recall. Dying and then been brought back into existence had a way of playing with the mind. She knew of Tony Stark well, the All farther had great respect for him and Spider-Woman and Wolverine had too fought in the halls of Asguard. She knew their faces but could not recall if she ever considered any of them a personal friend. Infact the entire reason she was here on Midguard was to regain those lost memory's and try to reconnect with her estranged Husband Thor. To marry him she knew she must have greatly loved him yet she could not recall a hour with him, he was handsome sure and she was certain was a&nbsp; fine lover but marriage meant more then that surely.<br><br>Did he love her as much she had wonder these past few days? <br><br>For he kept leaving Asguard to come here and fight with his fellow Avengers. She feared that meant more to him then anything back home. Still he was not here and she was, so in his absence this world would have her sword and shield. Just as the heroes were shaking off a ready escape from Starks Tower another hero joined them, with a bang. A few feet away landed the Hulk, Thors friendly rival in the Avengers and once was the plaything of Loki. He apparently tore through Asguard once in the Hulks body yet Lady Sif could not recall it. <br>"Hulk." She said as she moved closely towards the gamma green hulking mass. <br><br>"We would have need of your strength strong one." She said unphased by the creature many on this world feared.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>26-06-2014, 21:20:49</strong>
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				(http://www.espaciomarvelita.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/Ghost_Rider+Concept_Art_by_Jerad_S_Marantz_02a.jpg)<br><br><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>NAME:</strong> Ghost Rider<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> New York City Street<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Lady Sif, Iron Man, Black Cat, Hulk, Wolverine, Doom, Deadpool, Blue Marvel, </span> (if I missed you, I'm sorry)<br><br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>It would appear more, and more Heroes were gravitating toward their location. It was apparent that they needed to get out of dodge, but how would try transport so many different Heroes all at once!? The Answer was clear as the Rider did it before. He walked over to the hole into the subway that the Hulk opened up. It was time for him to "Borrow" a set of wheels once more. <br><br>While the other heroes talked, and conversed, the ground suddenly began to shake as the road cracked, and swelled under tremendous pressure. The asphalt starting to glow, and melt as bright orange fissures appeared before suddenly the Road surface exploded upward, and split apart. Something rose up from the subway. Something Hellish, and evil. Deadpool, Wolverine, and Blackcat would recognize it, It was the "HellBound Express"!. <br><br>Fire, and chokingly thick black smoke billowed from the Smoke stack. The Wheels were pure fire as the large boiler churned with the fires of Hell that raged with in. The Train's whistle. that same chilling wail of the anguished dead. From the Cab, the Rider stuck his head out. They had a Ride, now they simply needed a destination.<br><br>HellBound Express.<br>(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LJjVAhWDeuk/TFivCaxe9KI/AAAAAAAAB1k/L1jECS-2dfM/s1600/Grabinski+Demon+Train.jpg)
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Batman4560</strong> on <strong>27-06-2014, 06:05:50</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2014/05/11/article-0-1D8D173400000578-922_634x533.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Logan/ Wolverine<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Streets of NY <br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:52 <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Hulk, Spider-Woman, Iron-Man, Doom, Ghost Rider, Black Cat, Sif, Deadpool and Blue Marvel.<br><hr><br>Alot had been happening and Logan remained silent through it all. However he was feeling the need to get on the move again. Just as he was about to say something to Black Cat, a massive explosion rocked the area around him as dust and the remains of Stark Tower fell around the group. In the smoke stood Sif. Thor's wife and a friend Logan had fought side by side with. <strong>"Sif."</strong> He returned and nodded.<br><br>The moment Hulk arrived Logan extended his claws and looked the massive green man in the eye. The two had battled more than once and Hulk would most likely always come out the winner but without a Thor to battle him Logan was the next logical choice. Once He was sure that Hulk was not going to rampage he retracted his claws.<br><br>Once Ghost Rider summoned up the "express" Logan turned back to Cat. <strong>"Can you get everyone back to the home base? I still need to check on the X-Mansion. I have a feeling that there isn't anything there but I have to be sure."</strong> Logan looked at everyone one by one then started to run off continuing towards the X-Mansion. <strong>"Stay alive Summers..."</strong> He muttered under his breath, knowing that if anyone would keep the students alive it would be Scott.
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Matttheman89</strong> on <strong>27-06-2014, 16:58:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.blogcdn.com/news.moviefone.com/media/2013/07/captain-america-chris-evans.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Steve Rogers/Captain America<br><strong>Location:</strong> Streets of New York<br><strong>Time:</strong> <br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Black Widow<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Civilian Clothes.<br><br></span></span><hr><br>After some time, Steve and Natasha found their way back to the outskirts of the City, but as they arrived, they were met by a sea of people fleeing in the hopes of finding safety. It wasn't hard to see why, as soon the duo found themselves faced with a single Ultron Drone who was chasing the fleeing crowd of people. Natasha was quick to rush to try and fight the Drone off, but Steve found himself slowed down by the crowds. "Natasha, wait!" he called as she attacked, knowing that even one Drone was a very real threat. He attempted to catch up, but by the time he did, the Drone had grabbed Natasha and flung her into the remains of a building through a glass window.<br><br>Beginning to shove his way through the last of the people in the crowd, he made his way towards the building as fast as he could as the Drone ducked in after her. "Stay out of the cities! Find somewhere to hide!" he shouted over his shoulder at the fleeing civilians. He knew they probably needed help and guidance, but right now all he could think about was Black Widow. If something happened to her...<br><br>Coming to the window, he saw Widow at the mercy of the Ultron Drone, and hurled himself into the room, raising his shield and slamming it into the Drone's metallic back, knocking it away from the downed Natasha. "You're not hurting her, or anyone else." Steve said in a steely tone, hurling his shield across the room at the Drone.<br><br>"Submit or-kzzt!" The Drone tried to say, only to be interrupted as his shield nailed it right in the face, dropping it to the ground. Natasha had already inflicted some damage to the Drone, so it wasn't at full strength. Descending on it before it could recover, Captain America grabbed his returning shield, and then used it to sever the Drone's head from it's neck, shooting up a shower of sparks for a few seconds as it went offline. Catching his breath, Steve returned to Natasha's side, and picked her up so he could carry her in his arms. She was hurt, and needed somewhere safe to recover. He looked out on the streets, trying to get his bearings, and quickly recognized the neighborhood. His apartment wasn't far from here. He could even see that the building was still standing.<br><br>After a few seconds of thought, he set off that way, sticking to the alleyways to try and avoid detection. He could take care of Natasha there, and recover his real vibrainium shield. The replica and energy shield he'd been using were working so far, but he'd feel better with the genuine article in hand.
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>27-06-2014, 18:02:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.ohmygahh.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/07/idris-elba-shirtless-naked-2013.png)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Blue Marvel<br><strong>Location:</strong> New York Intersection<br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:45<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> GR, Deadpool, Black Cat, Wolverine, Iron Man, Doom, Invisible Woman, Sif, Spider-Woman, Hulk<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Blue Marvel Uniform (http://static.comicvine.com/uploads/original/11111/111115328/3745572-blue+marvel+vs+king+hyperion.jpg)<br><br></span></span><hr><br>An explosion rocked the streets and the building that had stood for the symbol of the Avengers was no more. Thankfully it seemed to be mostly empty, and shortly after a small group floated down in a bubble. Invisible Woman, Tony Stark, Doom, Lady Sif of the Asgardians, even Spider-Woman. And then out of nowhere, a big green shape landed nearby. They even had the Hulk here. <br><br>This was looking like a nice group and they could seriously do some damage to Ultron. "Good to see you're all okay. We need everyone we can get right now, and Pym. He's one of the keys to this." Of course he didn't know if any of them had come to that conclusion or not, but he assumed at least some had. Regardless, for those who hadn't, it needed to be said. His eyes had followed the Rider as he hopped down into the subway, so while he was stills surprised, he wasn't taken off guard when a gigantic Hell Train rose from the concrete with the Rider as conductor. He looked on and nodded his head in approval. "Very impressive." His only concern was that a Hell Train bellowing shrieks of the damned and chugging down main street would draw some attention.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>30-06-2014, 16:03:54</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://images.contactmusic.com/images/feature-images/captain-america-scarlett-johansson-636-370.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Natasha Romanov/Black Widow <br><strong>Location:</strong> Steves Apartment building New York<br><strong>Time:</strong> 15:30<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Captain America<br><br><hr><br>Natasha awoke on a soft bed with the light streaming in from the window. She bolted upwards, she was inside Steve Rogers apartment. She had been here before, the 1940s décor merged with modern day. He was still trying to desperately fit his life into the modern world. She saw he had taken off her hoodie leaving her black vest top on, he had treated her cuts and bruises. He walked out of the bathroom looking as buff and cut as ever. Tasha sat up and smiled groggily, he save her...more from herself then the Ultron. <br><br>"Hey!" She said meekly as he moved towards her on the bed. "Sorry about that....I...well I think I lost it." It was so unprofessional, Tasha knew she was off her game. She wasn't able to think as clearly as she could before. So much had wayed the Avengers down over the past few years, Wanda`s breakdown and the House of M, the Civil War, The Skrull Invasion, the Fall of Asguard and now this. <br><br>How much more could even the Avengers withstand?<br><br>She patted for him to take a seat infront of her on the bed. It was amazing this apartment building was still standing. <br><br><br>(http://cdn2-b.examiner.com/sites/default/files/styles/article_large/hash/19/6b/196b8b7b84b7c32a6aa096afd3169ad1.jpg?itok=3fU0tPRE)
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Landshark</strong> on <strong>30-06-2014, 22:28:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img4.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20101204051521/marveldatabase/images/a/ac/Dr_doom_ultimate02.PNG)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Victor von Doom/ Doctor Doom<br><strong>Location:</strong> New York City street<br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:52<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Wolverine, Ghost Rider, Blue Marvel, Sif, Spider-Woman, Stark, Susan Richards, Hulk, Dead Pool and Black Cat<br><hr>The force of the explosion had carried them deep into the city and as they recovered from it all he turned to see Susan limp on the ground. Kneeling at her side he used one of the first tricks of magic he had ever learned. That of alleviating pain. It was a simple trick but he watched as Susans twisted face softened into restful sleep. He then administered what healing he could. Healing was not his expertise but he could do it when needed. The magic drained him some as he had to place a hand on the ground to steady himself. Marveling at the power of the Ghost Rider as his hell spawned train rose to the surface. Doom had heard of the Spirit but never encountered him. Now he saw why he was feared so. Such power would magnify Dooms magics several fold. But that would wait for Susan was of the greatest importance now. <br><em><strong>"We dare not dally here long. The automatons will be be here soon. Take half of the assembled with you Logan. If it is the Jean Grey school you speak of then the Ultrons would have attacked in force. You will need the firepower. I and the others can seek out this base or other such stronghold."</strong></em> He looked to Susan as his own strength returned. Now would be the time it happened. With so many of his assembled enemies at his back and he weakened this would be the moment to strike him down. His full strength would return in less than an hour and then the chance would be gone. None assembled her could truly stand against him but for the Rider and Blue Marvel. Starks energy was spent and the Hulk...well he was a force of nature and could be distracted or simply avoided.
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TamaRose</strong> on <strong>01-07-2014, 01:56:09</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/4/49/Sofia-vergara.jpg/419px-Sofia-vergara.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Rogue<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Hydra base<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:55<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Mimic<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Leather halter top and matching leather pants, boots, and gloves.<br><br><br></span><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/21/Leather_halter_top.jpg)<br><br>(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/1/15/Leather_pants_and_boots.jpg/333px-Leather_pants_and_boots.jpg)<br><br>(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/98/Leather_gloves.jpg)</div></div><br>Once Rogue left the room, she went in search of Mimic, still slightly upset by the image of Mystique that he had transformed into. He was such an asshole and didn't give to shits about anyone's feelings. If Kurt had been there and seen what she had, he would have been just as upset and angry. You don't keep fucking with people's feelings and emotions and expect people to trust you or accept you as a friend. He either had to change or he would end up alone...and for that he could only blame himself.<br><br>Sniffing, him out with Logan's powers, she stopped in front of his door, and knocked on the door that kept him and her separated.<strong> "Ah' know your in there, Mimic. So, open theh' damn door."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>01-07-2014, 20:34:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://topwalls.net/wallpapers/2013/06/Charlize-Theron-5-1350x2400.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Invisible Woman/Susan Richards&nbsp; <br><strong>Location:</strong> Stark Tower<br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:55<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Doctor Doom, Spider-Woman, Ghost Rider, Deadpool, Black Cat, Hulk and Iron-Man<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Fantastic Four Uniform<br><br></span></span><hr><br>When Susan came too she saw several other heroes had joined the frey and were looking to team up against the deadly machine. Doom suggested half the *group* go with Wolverine who was presumably going to his school on the outskirts of the city while the others got on something which looked like it was out of a 90s metal music video. As she looked at the flaming head skull man she realised the Ghost Rider had returned and he was different, she didn't know how but she sensed that it wasn`t Johnny Blaze&nbsp; anymore. Ben had told her only a few days ago that Blaze was believed to be dead. So Myfestio had found a new soul to be his Ghost Rider? She only hoped Blaze was at peace along with Ben himself and her beloved Reed. Dooms suggestion was not foolhardy as there was rather a lot of them now. But she couldnt help but wonder where this hellbound train was intended to go to. She frowned and rubbed her temple she felt terrible and was not up to a expedition. "We should head to the outskirts of the City...Captain America had a secret base during the Civil War...its underground and well protected and im betting Ultron wont even know about it." She crossed her arms over her chest and looked at the heroes. <br>"I think Tony and B...Hulk I mean...should come with us there...Cap had some pretty big computers and tech when I was last there....if we put our heads together...Victor included...we might be able to come up with a long-term plan." she wouldn't stop Logan from going after his mutant family as she had every intention of heading out to LA at the first chance she got to find her brother and children. <br>Slowly, the Invisible Woman poured herself onto the train.
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>01-07-2014, 20:42:49</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://geek-news.mtv.com//wp-content/uploads/geek/2013/09/Sif_TDW_Header.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Lady Sif<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Streets of NY <br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:55 <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Wolverine (and anyone else who decides to join)<br><hr><br>The Lady Sif was impressed to see the Skull faced hero create a train which would be suitable passage for them. He clearly possessed strong magic's, the brunette only wondered weather or not he was in control of his power, or if it was the other way around. But she did not wait to get on the train, instead she ran after the X-man called Wolverine. He seemed to recognise her, he called her by name. She knew of him, she knew of all the heroes and heroines of Midguard. But since her *Rebirth* her memory of her adventures with them had long since gone. The tales had been that the X-men had been in Asguard and fought valiantly alongside Thor and his Warriors Three but this was a long time ago.<br><br>Sif ran after the clawed mutant and caught up with him. "I have not seen as much battle this day as I would care to. You have my sword and shield wherever you go valiant Wolverine." She told him, yes she had another motive for going with him. Perhaps she could ask him questions about how she was back in the day, perhaps he could tell her more about her lost love...Thor. <br><br>Besides it was foolish of him to venture off alone without any brothers and sisters in arms. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moon Hound Hati</strong> on <strong>01-07-2014, 23:05:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/a0/Punisher-Warzone-Icon1.jpg)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Frank Castle / Punisher<br><strong>Location:</strong> Downtown New York -&gt; Cape Liberty Cruise Port in Jersey City -&gt; Grand Central Station -&gt; Another safehouse located somewhere in the New York subway system<br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:45<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> US Army Sergeant Mike Giles, US Army Private First Class Ike McTavish Open <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> His Kevlar vest, which carries that iconic Punisher skull<br><br></span></span><hr><br>Punisher wasn't the only one, aside from a cop here and there, that was trying to get innocent civilians to safety. Just as he had run out of ammo for his assault rifle a military Humvee came charging down the street, weaving its way through a maze of abandoned and destroyed vehicles. The M134 Minigun mounted on its roof was blazing wildly, firing many rounds every second, a loudly swearing soldier behind it, shouting such timeless catchphrases as "Eat lead, buckethead!" and "Did someone order a new cheese grater?" at the top of his lungs as he aimed for the drones that flew overhead.<br><br>Naturally, their presence had not gone unnoticed, with several of the drones, halting to shoot energy beams downs at the Humvee. With sharp turns and no small amount of luck the vehicle managed to avoid the shots, the soldier manning the minigun taking aim once more, laughing almost like a madman as he opened fire on the oversized flying tin cans.<br><br>Punisher moved away from the corner, taking cover behind a burning car wreckage. Slipping the rocket launcher off his shoulder, he moved swiftly to prepare the weapon. Slipping rocket securely into launcher, he lifted it up onto his shoulder and took aim. As the shot lined up he fired the missile, blowing the last drone assaulting the military vehicle clean out of the air with a bang. Said vehicle came skidding to a halt near Frank, the driver lowering his door window. From what the vigilante could tell there was only two of them; the driver and the gunner. The pair introduced themselves as sergeant Mike Giles and private Ike McTavish. It didn't take long to agree that things were fucked and that they needed to help those that could not help themselves. The minigun on top of the Humvee was about through its ammo and the car itself wouldn't last that much longer either.<br><br>Punisher was told that, while the US Army Department down in Jersey City was one of the first locations to be hit by Ultron's drones, and most of the equipment and vehicles were likely destroyed or taken already, that there was a cargo container stocked to the brim with the latest hardware down in Cape Liberty Cruise Port, just a mile or two down the road from the crater that was once the Army Department. It had been shipped in, off the record, and contained new, top tier hardware that was supposed to be moved to the department and then supplied to special forces. Punisher suggested it be used instead to arm an underground resistance force against Ultron, which the soldier voiced that they had also in mind. Inviting him along, Frank got into the Humvee and they sped away.<br><br>Crossing the bridge to Jersey City was tricky. They had to go through the Holland Tunnel, which was jammed with traffic. Having to leave the Humvee behind, the trio proceeded on foot. It was quite the trek, but luckily one that was mainly uneventful. Staying off the main roads as much as possible, they slipped through Jersey City and headed south, eventually reaching the port.<br><br><strong>"C-233... C-234... C-235, there we go!"</strong> Giles said as they snuck around the port, going through rows and rows of large, steel shipment containers. They now stood in front of a bright red one. It didn't stand out from any of the others, and thus could easily masquerade its military contents between the regular shipments. Key in hand, the sergeant undid the lock and pulled open one of the doors, revealing a fully stocked armory inside. Frank spotted pretty much everything they could need, from assault rifles and snipers, to high grade military explosives and body armor. There were even some crates with labels and names he did not recognize. No doubt they were new tech.<br><br><strong>"Sir, I found a truck!"</strong> McTavish reported as he returned from his little recon.<br><br><strong>"Alright, bring 'er here. We need to get this container loaded ASAP on the back and get the hell outta here."</strong><br><br><strong>"Leave that to me,"</strong> Frank interjected, turning his eyes towards the large container crane, not far away. Giles promised him cover support as he set out towards the large machine. Quickly he began to climb the ladder on the side. It was a pretty high climb, but luckily the Punisher wasn't one for fear of heights.<br><br><strong>"Shit, incoming!"</strong> Turning his head, he saw the lone soldier opening fire on an incoming drone, which swooped by through the air, releasing a charged shot from its hand. Making haste, Frank climbed into the crane's control cabin. He'd done it a few times before, so it only took a moment to remember which lever did what. Private McTavish lined the truck up next to the containers, with his commanding officer providing cover fire and drawing the drone away.<br><br><strong>"Come on, come on..."</strong> The Punisher muttered impatiently under his own breath as the clamps of the crane sluggishly descended upon the red steel military cargo container. Clicking into place, Frank jerked the stick to have the machine he operated raise it up off the ground. Trying to work fast but not carelessly, he loaded it onto the back of the truck, releasing the clamps as soon as possible.<br><br><strong>"Alright, we're good to go go go!"</strong> McTavish yelled as he did a very quick inspection, making sure the cargo container wouldn't fall off the back as they drove. As he jumped back into the driver's seat, Frank skid down the ladder and sergeant Giles came rushing around the corner, the drone in hot pursuit.<br><br><strong>"Drive, drive, drive!"</strong> Giles yelled as he lined up beside Frank, both men dashing towards the back of the truck as it began to gain speed. Leaping first towards the still opened door of the container, he pulled himself inside before turning and offering the military man his hand. Just then the drone appeared again and fired another shot of its energy beam weapon, hitting the area just behind Giles, the explosion sending him flying forward, jut barely managing to grasp the hand of the vigilante.<br><br><strong>"Motherfucker!"</strong> Giles swore loudly as he was pulled into the container. The flying machine lined up behind them, aiming its hand blaster once more. Thinking fast, Punisher grabbed a grenade off his belt, janked the pin out with his teeth and tossed it towards the drone just as it fired. The beam hit the grenade as it was about halfway between the truck and itself, the shockwave of the explosion sending the hostile agent of Ultron spinning out of control. As the truck made a hard right turn, leaving the freightyard and turning onto the main road, Frank saw the drone crash into a smash into a guardpost building.<br><br>Using some of the weapons from the container, Giles and Castle fired upon any drone that turned its attention towards them as they sped back towards the Holland tunnel. <strong>"Hold onto your tits! This is gonna get bumpy!"</strong> McTavish's voice came from Giles' radio as they entered the tunnel. The private turned truck driver steered the large vehicle left and right, attempting to avoid as many of the abandoned cars as possible, though that was a bold task. The pair in the back held on tight to keep themselves from being tossed around or, even worse, out.<br><br><strong>"Once we get out of the tunnel we'll need to find an entrance to the subway large enough to fit the damn truck and container through!"</strong> Giles said, his voice raised high to make himself audible over all the noise the truck and the things it violently rammed aside were making.<br><br><strong>"Head to Grand Central Station! We'll ram our way through!"</strong> It wasn't the most elegant solution, but the Punisher wasn't about flair or style, unlike certain superheroes, but more about efficiency. Giles was quick to relay it as an order to the private behind the wheel. Once they popped out the other side of the tunnel, back into the streets of Lower Manhattan, all hell broke loose again. There were still some people running in the streets, fleeing for their lives as they sped by in the truck. Giles and Castle provided them with as much fire as they could before getting out of range, hoping it was enough to keep the drones from killing more innocents.<br><br><strong>"Approaching Grand Central! Hold on tight!"</strong> McTavish said through the radio. Bracing themselves, vigilante and soldier were shook about as if in a salsa shaker as the truck drove up the stone steps of the station and rammed its way through the entrance. The station itself had already sustained its fair share of damage from Ulton's drones, with chunks of stone and roof lying about, forcing the truck to once again make S-shaped turns before it drove down the large staircase leading into the actual subway station. The horn resounded loudly, signalling sheltering civilians to get the hell out of the way. <strong>"Move! Move!"</strong><br><br>By the time the vehicle shot out onto the subway tracks it had already sustained a lot of damage. Frank hoped it would last just a little bit longer, just until they got to another safehouse of his. <strong>"Keep following this line!"</strong> he yelled out to the civilians. They needed safety and his hideout could offer that <del>&nbsp; &nbsp;</del> more then most other places in New York right now, at least.<br><br><strong>"Alright, stop here!"</strong> Frank yelled as they arrived at his hideout, about ten minutes later. Leaping off the back of the truck, he opened the entrance, which was hidden within the subway wall. The three of them began unpacking the equipment and weapons from the container, with civilians starting to pour in not long after, a few at a time. The more able ones began helping out, while others tended to the wounded and children. All sorts of folk showed up, from simple civilians, some of which were escorted by a random US soldier or two, to firemen, policemen, and even some medical personal from the nearest hospital, who were carrying whatever medical equipment and medicine they had managed to save and were able to carry. This was what would form the underground resistance of the ordinary man, with the man known as the vigilante Punisher as its unofficial leader. Frank didn't like it, because that wasn't who he was, whom he had not been in a very long time... but at the same time accepted the position, as hope was something he could not deny these people.
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sasquatch421</strong> on <strong>02-07-2014, 03:28:40</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/a5/Mystique.png)</div><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Calvin Rankin/ Mimic<br><strong>Location:</strong> Hydra Base<br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:55<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Rogue, open <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Dark Avengers Uniform<br><br></span></span><hr><br>In the darkness of the room he....Well she at the moment sat relaxed as Mimic's consciousness was elsewhere. With the doors locked down the only real way to patrol was to move through the astral. The unseen form had moved through the room where Rogue and Laura were doing there own thing. A shake of the head had him moving on, it wasn't like there was a war going on... Moving out through the hardened metal of the doors, Calvin kept watch but things were quiet as they had not been noticed yet. Moving back in she heads to the other side of the complex taking note of the training room and noticing that the two love birds were now in the showers.<br><br>Making her way out through the walls she checks and still finds nothing of note at the moment. Something pulls Calvin back in and finds Rogue walking the halls, her surface thoughts were too loud for Mimic to miss. Going to give him a piece of her mind huh? Eyes opened in the darkness as Rogue's fist beat on the door, the astral form disappearing into nothingness. Open the door? Yes, she could do that.... A hand lifted and flicked to the side mentally swinging the door wide as Mystique's voice came from the darkness, What do you want to rip me out for now kid? The forms I choose? Or the fact that a so called hero has a fling with an animal, leaving the only other person to protect the base before picking on the one with a mental illness?"<br><br>Eyes open and glow with a crimson light in the darkness as an optic blast is prepared, "Choose wisely... Stepping in might make me think you want to do bodily harm and I will defend myself. Also at the moment I do have you powers as well as the murderers powers, even her adamantium..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Batman4560</strong> on <strong>03-07-2014, 06:23:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2014/05/11/article-0-1D8D173400000578-922_634x533.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Logan/ Wolverine<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Streets of NY <br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:52 <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Hulk, Spider-Woman, Iron-Man, Doom, Ghost Rider, Black Cat, Sif, Deadpool and Blue Marvel.<br><hr><br><strong>"Half the group? No way. Rodgers needs all the help he can get. Half this group is gonna slow me down and get someone killed bubs."</strong> Logan responded quickly to Sue and Doom's suggestion of splitting up. He turned quickly and started to jog off down the streets of New York. He hadn't seen the Web head yet, or any of the other members of the F.F. That worried him a great deal, and where was Thor?<br><br>When Sif caught up to him Logan gave her a strange look. She was giving him her sword and shield. It's not like his body couldn't take a beating and deal one just as well. <strong>"Sure Babe, just do your best to not fall behind."</strong> Logan ran a long while, stopping only when he heard the sounds of the Ultron bots flying in the distance, or when he could smell the motor oil of something that wasn't a car. Deciding to break the silence he looked to Sif and asked, <strong>"So why are ya on Midguard?"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>04-07-2014, 15:24:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://geek-news.mtv.com//wp-content/uploads/geek/2013/09/Sif_TDW_Header.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Lady Sif<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Streets of NY <br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:57 <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Wolverine<br><hr><br>She and the Wolverine started to make tracks through the Smokey ruins of the once proud city of New York. The Mutant man asked her what she was doing here on Midguard and the buxem wench decided to answer him as honestly as she knew how. "I do not know." She said quietly with pain evident in her voice. "My people have been returned from a long slumber, but many of us have lost our memories of the last few years. Rebirth is a complicated process and part of who you were must be sacrificed so you may ever be. That is what the all farther is telling us anyhow. I know I was wed to his son, prince Thor, and we were apparently a worthy match. But with Thor offworld with his friends I can not speak to him to let him know I live once more. I came here looking for him, only to find death and destruction at the hands of Ultron."<br><br>She paused letting this sink in for Logan before she continued. "We heard stories how you and your X-men fought with us in Asguard. Another one of Loki`s ploys to steal his step fathers throne. Many of your kin aided us, the one called Storm even wielded the hammer itself. That proved she was true of heart and only a select few can even touch the hammer." She frowned wishing she could remember it. <br>"We know of these past events yet they mean little to us...it is a great tragedy to have ones memory taken from you."<br><br>Little did she know, that was something Logan understood all too well about. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mac84</strong> on <strong>05-07-2014, 16:12:06</strong>
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				(http://www.espaciomarvelita.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/Ghost_Rider+Concept_Art_by_Jerad_S_Marantz_02a.jpg)<br><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>NAME:</strong>Ghost Rider<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Hellbound Express (waiting on those to board)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Open, Black Cat, Deadpool, Dr. Doom, Susan, Hulk, Iron Man</span><br><br>Hellbound Express<br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LJjVAhWDeuk/TFivCaxe9KI/AAAAAAAAB1k/L1jECS-2dfM/s1600/Grabinski+Demon+Train.jpg)</div></div><br>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>The Hellbound Express was not an entity that wanted to remain idle for very long. The hellfire continued to billow out of its stack as bright red fissures along the engine's body pulsed like a heart beat. The Rider waited, but growled impatiently as those that remained decided to board the Hellish train back to The Avenger base. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le Immortelle</strong> on <strong>06-07-2014, 19:03:35</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EQp67wVj8Fk/UYLPYWfQvZI/AAAAAAAAAno/qk2605Aj4bA/s1600/517023ee66d36.jpg)</div><div align="center"><strong>Name:</strong> She-Hulk<br><strong>Location:</strong> New York Skies<br><strong>Time: </strong> 15:00<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Moon Knight<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> See image</div><br>As She-Hulk continued to pummel away at the metallic beasts, she watched Moon Knight do the same, but in his own calm and subtle manner. He was effective, but in this nonchalant, effortless way. A quality that Jennifer admired and made for a perfect contrast to her bombast. He had some fun words, that brought out a chuckle from her. "I hope you don't mean things like family planning around here...as for liking a woman like me with a strong personality, stand in the line!"<br><br>Jennifer teased him as the Moon-Copter came down and they climbed up on the ladder while it pulled up. A peculiar sight to say the least to see a large green hulking woman and a masked man climb up on a crescent shaped ship. Frenchie continued to maneuver the ship carefully as he avoided buildings and obstacles. Meanwhile, they had to be content with swinging wildly. "Say Moony, do you offer these rides when its not crisis time as well? This is so much better than Roller Coasters! Besides, I can't fit in them anyways!"<br><br>Finally Moon Knight jumped in the ship and he was quick to offer her a hand as Jennifer moved up expertly as well. His invitation was a playful one that elicited a grin from Jade Giantess. "Decorum? Screw the decorum man, what I do <em>is</em> the decorum!" She-Hulk boasted as she took hold of his hand and moved in. It was rather...cramped in there for her or so she felt.&nbsp; But Jennifer squeezed herself in while Frenchie was given instructions. "A bit cramped was a bit of an understatement, don't you think so?" This is worse than staying in a closet! Jennifer teased him back. But the conversation had to pause there&nbsp; as another flurry of Ultron bots had popped up while Moon Knight himself began to pilot the copter now to take care of this problem.<br><br>"I'll just hide you under my strong arm Moony. Works well for most of the people around me in time of crisis. But your little pal here seems to be a bit afraid of me hm?" The banter continued as some fireworks took place and then they began to move wildly. Jennifer almost thought of clutching on to something, but she felt she just might end up ripping out some of the things in this copter with her superior strength and instead just firmly sat her ground in a corner. They were struck, as it was evident by a blow that shook their ride but Moon Knight was unperturbed and he soldiered on.<br><br>"What's a good ride without little bit of chaos aye?" Jennifer replied back as fhey moved with bots hot in their pursuit until the two men conversed again and suddenly there was an explosion courtesy missiles that were fired. A loud, booming sound emerged and smoke filled air in front of them.<br><br>"Wow, that was a bullseye if there was one!" Jennifer remarked as air cleaned and it seemed devoid of the enemy for the time being. That was when a solitary bot came rushing in, but one that She-Hulk caught in her strong arm by outstretching it from the door and pulverized it. "Damn mosquitos. Even the repellants don't work on them anymore!" She spoke with a shake of her head before focusing back on Moon Knight and Frenchie.<br><br>"So handsome, are we going to location of our date anytime soon or not?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Darthvegeta800</strong> on <strong>06-07-2014, 21:06:06</strong>
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				<div style="text-align: left;">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v457/Darthvegeta800/Moon_knight_inline_3_zps00484d99.jpg) (http://smg.photobucket.com/user/Darthvegeta800/media/Moon_knight_inline_3_zps00484d99.jpg.html)<br></div><div align="center"><strong>Name:</strong> Moon Knight<br><strong>Location:</strong> New York streets<br><strong>Time: </strong> 15:10<br><strong>Taggings:</strong> She Hulk<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Moon Knight Costume</div><br>Moon Knight chuckled at her outbursts. Frenchie however quirked an eyebrow and glanced at her then Moon Knight.<br><em>"I really think you and Marlene should get together again..."</em> he frowned at She Hulk. For an old Frenchman he had balls, fixing her gaze with his own.<br><em>"Your tastes seem to have become rather... 'exotique'"</em> he smirked at his boss.<br>Moon Knight shrugged<strong> "A man should keep an open mind to all sorts of... prospects"</strong> he then added teasingly <strong>"You of all people should appreciate that"</strong> the Fist of Konshu declared.<br>Frenchie muttered something unpleasant.<br><strong>"...besides..." </strong>he purposely glanced back, his glowing gaze meeting She Hulk's. <strong>"I have experience with hellcats..."</strong><br><em>"...Aah oui. Mademoiselle Tigra."</em> Frenchie said sourly. He clearly preferred to see him with Marlene.<br>Moon Knight turned his gaze to the radar they slowly began their descent. The Moon Copter was surprisingly stealthy, responsive and silent.<br><br><strong>"Let us hope Ultron did not figure out this hideout's location. If not... we'll need to relocate to another one of my... tertiary lairs"</strong><br>The Moon Copter descended She Hulk saw the rooftop slide close. They were in some sort of penthouse on the outskirts of New York. <br>As the Moon Copter landed on a platform and he opened the door, she realized she was in a sophisticated hangar.<br>It wasn't as hightech as an Avenger base but given that this was a backup base... it hardly was surprising. <br>Moon Knight opened his cape a bit as he descended first, looking around wearily. She Hulk could see a large white armoured motorcycle to the side and some consoles.<br><strong>"Alright we'll need a plan. And dare I say... a light snack".</strong><br><em>"Given that Samuel isn't here... i'll get us something to nibble on. And after that i'll do some quick repairs on the Moon Copter."</em> he glanced wearily at She Hulk as he passed. She could notice he had trouble walking and held a cane.<br>Veteran indeed!<br>As he left them, Moon Knight walked to the controls and sat down, popping up a newscast on one screen while at the same time connecting with several satelites for an update.<br><strong>"The problem is spreading..."</strong> he merely stated in a very dry fashion.<br>His gloved hands moved frantically over the keyboard and he seemed to be analyzing the situation at a rapid pace, going over statistics and data, once in a while maps and charts popping up.<br>An awkward silence fell and She Hulk could only hear the rapid tapping of keys.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TamaRose</strong> on <strong>07-07-2014, 00:33:31</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/4/49/Sofia-vergara.jpg/419px-Sofia-vergara.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Rogue<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Hydra base<br><br><strong>Time:</strong> 14:55<br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Mimic<br><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Leather halter top and matching leather pants, boots, and gloves.<br><br><br></span><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/21/Leather_halter_top.jpg)<br><br>(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/1/15/Leather_pants_and_boots.jpg/333px-Leather_pants_and_boots.jpg)<br><br>(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/98/Leather_gloves.jpg)</div></div><br>When Rogue heard Mimic call Laura and animal, her eyes narrowed in anger. Laura was in no way an animal. No more so then what Logan was. It was also none of his damn business what her and Laura had done. True, they could....and maybe should feel guilty about the whole ordeal but why should they? Everyone around them was dying and her and Laura wanted to show each other how they felt about one another in case, something happened to where neither would see each other again. Hell, it might be the last time they see one another. She hoped not but nothing was ever guaranteed. <br><br>Noticing, "Mystique's" eyes turn to those of Scott's optic blast, she herself, channeled Scott's powers and let her eyes shine a crimson red, letting Mimic know she was not intimidated and that she would fight him if that is truly what he wanted.<br><br><strong>"Ah' would prefer yah' don't talk about Laura like that. After all she is a human bein'. She didn't ask ta' be born the way she was. Logan didn't ask ta' be the man he is either. Still, ah love him. So, if ah' were you...you would watch your mouth! <br><br>Now as for what me and Laura did...that is none of your damn business. We were living for the moment because we aren't sure there will be ah' tomorra'. Besides why were ya' snoopin' on us anyway....or have you taken on more of Mystique then her image?"</strong><br><br>Stepping, further into the room, Rogue kept her eyes focused on Mimic, not sure if he would attack her or if he would allow her to fully come in the room without inncident. <br><br><strong>As for ya' "mental illness" condition....we all have our problems. Some just a' little worse then others. Hell, Deadpool is even crazier then you! Although, when it comes down to you...I think you are more asshole then crazy!"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Matttheman89</strong> on <strong>07-07-2014, 18:34:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.blogcdn.com/news.moviefone.com/media/2013/07/captain-america-chris-evans.jpg)</div><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>&nbsp; Name:</strong> Steve Rogers/Captain America<br><strong>Location:</strong> Steve Rogers' Apartment<br><strong>Time:</strong> <br><strong>Taggings:</strong> Black Widow<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Civilian Clothes.<br><br></span></span><hr><br>Steve noticed that Natasha had woken up as he was coming out of the bathroom, and sighed softly in relief as she smiled over at him. She still looked a little groggy to him, but at least she was awake. While she'd been out, he'd treated some of her cuts and bruises, checking to make sure she didn't have any more serious injuries, and had then laid her down onto his bed to get some rest. "It's alright." Steve replied as Natasha apologized for flying off the handle earlier during the fight. It wasn't like her to be so out of control. But they were in a pretty desperate situation, so he could understand why. If possible though, he knew he needed to help her get her head back in the game, for her own sake. "I'm just glad you weren't seriously hurt."<br><br>He came closer and sat down beside her on his bed, part of him realizing the irony of having a beautiful woman like Natasha with him in bed in a horrible situation like this. "The building seems to have been more or less left alone by Ultron for now, so we should be able to hide out here for a little while and catch our breath." he said, putting a comforting hand on her shoulder. She looked beautiful, even in her current condition. "Are you alright, Natasha? You seem like you're struggling to keep it together."
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>09-07-2014, 14:42:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://images.contactmusic.com/images/feature-images/captain-america-scarlett-johansson-636-370.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Natasha Romanov/Black Widow <br><strong>Location:</strong> Steves Apartment building New York<br><strong>Time:</strong> 15:30<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Captain America<br><br><hr><br>Steve asked her if she was ok and the Black Widow responded by lightly shaking her head. "I feel like we`ve failed them. The people of this city and the world." She sighed and edged closer to the all American Super Solider. "Pym was one of us and we let him get out of control, and it happened before with Wanda....every time we mis-step and let a comrade fall the world pays the price." She said with a heaviness in her voice. "Friends have died today, I feel it in my bones and who knows how long we will still be here." She said with humbleness in her voice. <br>"How do we make this wright Steven? How? It doesn't feel like we can and I have this gut wrenching feeling this is it....this is the end. What did Thor used to call it? Ragronck the end of days." She stood up pulling away from Steve, she didn't want his comfort even though her body, her entire being was screaming out for it. She felt as guilty as Pym and felt the shame of his creation Ultron been let loose on the world. <br><br>"Im sorry Steve....I don't think I have ever felt as hopeless as I do in this moment." She confessed to him with such a sad look in her eye.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: AGE OF ULTRON: New York City General.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>13-07-2014, 21:29:04</strong>
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				This thread here is closed. The New York team post here please. <br><br>https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=208766.0
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