The Marvels RPG_Basecamp
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				Title: <strong>The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>29-11-2022, 16:20:32</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 24pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Marvels Facility</strong></span></span></div><br><div align="center">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/marvelcinematicuniverse/images/3/3f/New_Avengers_Facility_%28Spider-Man_Homecoming%29.png/revision/latest?cb=20171019211848)</div><br>The New Avengers Facility (Renamed The Marvels Facility) was the primary base of operations used by the Avengers after the defeat of Ultron and the establishment of the a team's new roster. After the Avengers second Civil War, Tony Stark continued to use the facility as his primary place of residence, and after selling Avengers Tower, moved all the equipment into the facility as well. However when Steve Rodgers/Captain America and Anna Marie Rogers/Rogue told Tony they wanted to train the Next generation of heroes Tony gave it over to his two friends to do just that. It became renamed the Marvels Facility as the new Team had adopted the new team name. <br><br>The facility that would become the Marvels Facility started out as a series of Stark Industries warehouses created by Howard Stark. The warehouses were used to store Stark Industries equipment, such as the Signal Decoy. Certain S.H.I.E.L.D. agents, such as Hank Pym, were privy to the items being stored at the warehouse. Over time, the warehouses were no longer guarded, to the point where Pym referred to them as abandoned, despite them still housing Stark equipment.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>29-11-2022, 18:03:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://assets.mycast.io/actor_images/actor-alexandra-shipp-295411_large.jpg?1635828210)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Kendall Howlette (Torrent) <br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> X-men Uniform <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Ravager, Devils Nyght, Aegis, Roulette, Pandemic, War Bride, Mind Witch, Red Goblin, Magni, <br><strong>Warnings:<br></strong> None<br><br><hr><br>Kendall walked down to the main training room of the Marvels complex. This was her home now; she was a full time superhero. She was still trying to get her head around that one. Her parents had been superheroes both X-men and Avengers at separate times. She was the daughter of Storm and Wolverine, and she was living up to her parents' legacy. Dressed in her traditional X-men uniform which she had worn at the Xavier Academy, but she wanted to branch out from the Mutant Academy, her farther had other children from previous encounters she had a brother Dakken who was a loose canon to say the least and two sisters who were clones of her old man Laura and Gabby. Been a Marvel was different from been a X-man, because the world saw the Marvels as the natural successors to the Avengers who were the most beloved *Heroes*. Both her parents were pretty strict, and they ran the Xavier School, Kendall wanted a chance to break out on her own. She wasn't the only child of the X-man to sign up for this initiative. Myg Zhen was the son of former X-man Pyslocke and Sarah Rogers was Rogues daughter. Not to mention Jacqueline Gabreille LeBeau the daughter of Gambit. Megan Frost Summers the daughter of X-men leader Cyclops and Emma Frost aka the White Queen. <br><br>Her traditional Mutant family had always seen her as 'different,' so when she started to sneak out and lead a double life. Fighting muggers on the streets of New York. She had her father's animalistic hunting abilities. She also had his temper which was why as soon as she became a teenager she started to argue with him. Having a break from the Xavier School wasn't an bad thing, it gave her chance to find a path for herself outside of Wolverine and Storm. Kendall headed directly towards the training room; she had an iPad with lists of her fellow students.<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<br>Kaley Jones-Murdock was the daughter of Daredevil and Jessica Jones and was equally as heroic as her parents.&nbsp; The Red Goblin was the son of Harry Osbourne and given that family's history he was one Kendall might have to keep her eye on. Another former connection to the hero Spiderman was the being that was known simply as Pandemic. Born from Toxin as the 1001th symbiote of his lineage, Pandemic was accidentally created in a secret lab in a casino in Las Vegas.&nbsp; His parent, Toxin was taken away from his previous host, Pat Mulligan by Blackheart.&nbsp; Blackheart used pieces of the captured symbiote to bond with clones of X-23, creating the symbiote warriors.&nbsp; These symbiote warriors were later killed by X-23 herself.&nbsp; Sometime later, when Flash Thompson, Red Hulk, X-23, and Ghost Rider (Alejandra) went up against Blackheart, Pandemic found his opportunity to escape. Her had a connection to her older Sister Laura and as a result was connected to her as a result. But Symbiotes had a tendency to connect to people as hosts. Then they had the Sons of Thor Magni Thorsson and Modi but they each had different mothers. Asgardians did have a tendency to sire many children, Kendall wondered if the two brothers even got on. <br><br>Finally was Morgan Stark the daughter of Iron Man himself Tony Stark and the eldest of the heroes who was Roberta Marie Danvers-Rhodes the daughter of Carol Danvers and James Rhodes aka the War Bride. Roberta was very much her mothers daughter and as a result she could easily but put in the position of team leader along with Kendall for the two that had the most experience in the field. Torrent found herself in the training room. Her close friend Sarah had told her she was sneaking out today to have a date with Modi Odinson, the only reason she was doing that was her dad Steve Rogers was in Washington this weekend with her mom Anna Marie. While the Cats were away the mice would play as it were. But Kendall was all too well aware how things could get out of hand with so many young people with super powers and all this emotional baggage. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>30-11-2022, 05:26:30</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/665299663938650135/1007100826319339580/IMG_0010.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Dr. Morgan Stark (Aegis)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Aegis sensor suit<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Ravager, Devils Nyght, Torrent, Roulette, Pandemic, War Bride, Mind Witch, Red Goblin, Magni, <br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><br><hr><br>Morgan was dancing in the sky, enjoying the open sky and the flexibility of the suit. It was like being in a slice of heaven. She was dancing to Shakira at three thousand feet. Then her thrusters cut out and she dropped like a rock. She reactivated the thrusters a mere forty feet up, landing feet first with a ground shaking thump. She pulled her suit into her body, the nanites deconstructing and settling into her long bones. She had her Extremis amping her blood production which allowed the nanites to use half the space in her bone marrow. She nodded to Kendall as the suit was disassembled and stored. <br><br>“Tempest. Good to see you, any of the facilities need work?” She asked as she remotely connected with the facility mainframe to ensure that Friday was working fine and had no issues. She imagined the terrorists who tried to kill her might come looking to check her crib out and see what her four years in the Quantum bubble taught her about tech. Four subjective years to her but 15 minutes in the real world. Friday whispered in her cochlear implant. <br><br>Everything is at optimum conditions Dr Stark and congratulations on your degree. Does MIT have any science programs you haven’t broken thru the grade curve in yet? The AI asked with her Irish accented voice. Morgan chuckled as she shook her head. “No Friday, I’ve been asked to teach about the Pym particles once a semester while I look for orbital certification. NASA is being quite hide bound in their certification program.” 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>02-12-2022, 05:34:00</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://pm1.narvii.com/6860/952df0bb6492d40ac84c8925d56ff8bac0fee568v2_00.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Norman Osborn II (The Red Goblin)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Red Goblin<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Ravager, Devils Nyght, Torrent, Roulette, Pandemic, War Bride, Mind Witch, Aegis, Magni, <br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><hr><br>So *that* is a really good question. Why is a Goblin even here and not in Prison? Well - funny story ...<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">I'm Crazy For You</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="floatleft">(https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/81I8Q6exlHL.jpg)</div><em>My Dad used to tell me about something he called the Parker Luck. As he would say it, with the sole exception of getting dates with partners that by all rights were way out of his league, he just had the worst luck in the whole world.<br><br>Well, Mayday - looks like here's my version. I'm the Sensational Spider-Girl.</em><br><div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/43/c2/49/43c249f8954ed6915a02fcfb2da3de16.jpg)</div><br>Solar Square was a dumb name for a dumber mall, the Neo-Retro-Future-Nostalgia Fad clearly went too far when a mall was built around the idea. The whole place looked like something dropped out of a bad sci-fi movie from the 1970's but that of course was by design. So Unshway, this Mall was going to be here forever looking like something home to jumpsuits and bad haircuts forever. Still though, an iPhone 22b-Pro was an iPhone 22b-Pro. The latest fashion tend of "put solar tape on anything that can support it" was working at least. Heck, between that and the shoes that generated a little electricity when you step in them at least it was useful. Damn dumb names though. Again, Neo-Retro-Future-Nostalgia was dramatically prone to giving things dumb names especially since it got corporate enough to make Malls.<br><br>Solar Square Mall was going to be known for something else soon though, at least if the two men planning a massacre had anything to say about it.<br><br><div class="floatleft">(https://www.writeups.org/wp-content/uploads/Funny-Face-MC2-Spider-Girl-Marvel-Comics.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://static.wikia.nocookie.net/marveldatabase/images/f/f5/Crazy_Eight_%28Earth-982%29_from_Spider-Girl_Vol_1_25_001.jpg)</div>"<strong>Come On, I <em>told</em> you I was being paid to kill her.</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>Yeah, but I didn't know you meant <em>kill her</em>, kill her. Being Spider-Girl's Mentally Unstable Boyfriend is kind of my Bit. My fans <em>Love</em> it!</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>Name 3.</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>Shut up, Nerd.</strong>"<br><br><em>Funny Face and Crazy Eight. Twins with cybernetic implants to improve their agility, Gimmicks for weaponizing toys and games, and no regard for human life beyond entertainment value. Beating them individually is never really a problem, but together and without any of the hostages dying? That could be a problem. And I'm counting at least 200 hostages, mostly cornered in a kid's play area wired with bombs. Ah, frak this isn't good. I need a distraction. And apparently Crazy Eight thinks he's in love with me. Great. Just what my dating life needs. Welp, as long as they don't look up I can just get into the perfect position. </em><br><br>"<strong>Why are you just using bombs anyway? So boring!</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>Hired some goons to wire up the doors and escalators too. And not all of them are just bombs. Some have Razerwire.</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>Okay, nice touch - but still.</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>Did I mention I didn't <em>tell</em> the goons which was which?</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>Getting even better, but still not Funny enough.</strong>"<br><br><em>Spider-Sense Tingling! Move, Mayday!</em><br><br>"<strong><span style="font-size: 7pt;" class="bbc_size">Excuse Me!</span></strong>" comes a muffled voice from the other side of a ceiling window. The figure carries a sihloutte that brings such dread that even the hostages <em>already wired to explode</em> moan in fear. The figure doesn't ask twice, just places a Pumpkin Bomb on a window pane and steps back.<br><br><em>Oh no no no nonononono</em>.<br><br>The two psychos already present just giggle.<br><br>"<strong>Is that the Green Goblin? Now its a Party!</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>I know, right? That dude is like Beyonce for Supervillains.</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>And she's holding up so well for her age.</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>I know, right? I hope I look that good at 60.</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>That sounds wro -</strong>"<br><br>Smoke and Fury erupts for a brief moment on that roof, enough to obscure the Goblin on the Roof for precious seconds as the glass rains down and Spider-Girl thanks the Universe that the glass shards are raining down on Funny Face and Crazy Eight, not the hostages. And form the smoke descends a very familiar shape that New Yorkers have learned to dread over the years. The shape of a Goblin Glider. Then the shape clears the smoke.<br><br><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/CilRo4p.jpg)</div>"<strong>Wait, a Red One? There's a Red Goblin now?</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>How many Goblins are there?</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>2 Green, 4 Hobs, 1 Demogoblin, 1 Goblin King, 2 Goblin Queens-with-I's, 1 Goblyn Queen-with-a-Y...</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>FUNNY FACE! WHAT IS THIS I HEAR ABOUT YOU KILLING THE WOMAN I LOVE?</strong>"<br><br><em>Oh, what the <span class="bbc_u">fuck</span>?</em><br><br>"<strong>I mean, maybe - can you be more specific?</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>Spider-Girl! You can't kill her! She's the Marge to my Homer, the Morticia to my Gomez, and I will *GUT YOUR FAMILY LIKE FISH* if you so much as -</strong>"<br><br><em>Okay, props for the reference and Hashtag-Relationship-Goals but this is just what I need in my life right now.<br><br>Actually, hold on a second. This really is something I could use for the hostages.</em><br><br>"<strong>Get in line, Blood Goblin. I was here first. And she's MINE!</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>Blood Goblin? Are the 90's back in style again?</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>And how come none of you want to know my feelings? I love her too, you know.</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>No you don't, you're just caught in the moment. Which I love that about you bro, but this is between me and Blood Goblin.</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>That doesn't make my feelings any less real!</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>That's <span class="bbc_u">Exactly</span> what that means. And the name is Red Goblin.</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>Want to take this outside, Poser?</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>Gentlemen, Gentlemen - I have an idea. Women love it when you kill for them, right? So how about we just start killing hostages and whoever kills the most by the time she gets here wins?</strong>"<br><br>For a couple chilling seconds there's <em>3</em> giggling maniacs in that mall standing over 200+ hostages and counting that are themselves starting to shake in fear and test the edge of their trap - but then the Red Goblin stops.<br><br>"<strong>Wait, no - that won't work. When women say they like men that are willing to kill for them, they're usually talking like Rivals or Enemies.&nbsp; I don't think just randos in a Mall qualify for Spider-Girl.</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>...You serious? Explains a few things about my dating life, honestly.</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>So you're saying we shouldn't kill anyone?</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>I'm saying it's more likely to actually impress Spider-Girl if we kill Each Other, not the Hostages.</strong>"<br><br><em>Did he just - ? No, has to be a coincidence.</em><br><br>"<strong>Oh that's a bummer, was starting to like you. You realize we're twins and will turn on you first, right?</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>Really? I don't see it.</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>You don't? Funny Face - stand right here next to me, and take off the dumb hat.</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>The Hat is an Homage, <em>my</em> fans love it.</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>Name 3.</strong>"<br><br>"<strong>Shut up, Nerd.</strong>"<br><br>A pumpkin bomb is in the air heading for the twins before anyone realizes what is going on, just as Mayday manages to gum up the bomb trap enough to free the hostages in the play area.<br><br>"<strong>I can keep these losers distracted, my Love! But Hurry!</strong>"<br><br>“<strong>Appreciate the assist, but if you use the word ‘Mi’Lady’ I’m going to knock you out too.</strong>”<br><br>“<strong>Fair Enough, Honey Bunny.</strong>”<br><br><em>Again, Ewww - but props for the reference. Huh, so this Red Goblin is still batshit crazy but otherwise a *relatively* good Goblin? Wait until Dad hears about this...</em><br></div></div><br>Once is a fluke, twice is a coincidence, more than that though? Now its a pattern, this Red Goblin keeps showing up to situations with lives on the line and *somehow* things turn out for the best.<br><br>Do we have a Goblin that's trying to be good?<br><br>"<strong>Can Morgan come out to Play?</strong>" asks a sing-song-y male voice over Aegis frequencies. A streaking Goblin Glider swoops around the compound. He wonders who is smarter, honestly. Granted, he in effect cheats a bit - he got his intelligence boosted from exposure to the Goblin formula but po-ta-toe, pot-a-to.<br><br>"<strong>Last to hack the Pentagon is a rotten egg.</strong>"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>02-12-2022, 06:12:17</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/665299663938650135/1007100826319339580/IMG_0010.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Dr. Morgan Stark (Aegis)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Aegis sensor suit<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Ravager, Devils Nyght, Torrent, Roulette, Pandemic, War Bride, Mind Witch, Red Goblin, Magni, <br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><br><hr><br>”So sorry, I did that when I was six.” Morgan said with a grin. ”I was in my folks cabin when the Feds came storming in. Can you imagine the look on their faces when their hacker threat was six year old?” &nbsp;She smiled as she took in the capering mad man. <br><br>”Ma’am he’s flagged as a top risk on the SHIELD metahuman index. “ Her AI highlighted his weapons and she noted it would be difficult to over ride his glider easily. It was barely intelligent tech and worked mostly by the rider. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cold Heritage</strong> on <strong>02-12-2022, 07:14:40</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/nHeZWaE.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Magni Thorsson<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> White tunic, white trousers, leather boots<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Ravager, Devils Nyght, Aegis, Roulette, Pandemic, War Bride, Mind Witch, Red Goblin, Torrent<br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><br><hr><br>Within the main training room of what was now the Marvels complex, Magni was making use of equipment designed for use by the Hulk, Thor, and others of that strength category. It was a machine whose inner workings were no doubt elaborate and complex, making use of scientific principles that challenged and defied conventionally known theories in order to create something that could test the might of the gamma-fueled emerald giant and gods. Magni had set the device to its highest setting and was mildly pleased that it provided him with some modicum of challenge. It was not enough to truly tax the godly might of the son of þórr. Nor did it deplete in any significant manner his godly stamina. In fact, it seemed the opposite was true: Magni was placing strain upon the device by having it function at its maximum output for as long as he had. It gave a series of shrill beeps of warning, and read letters appeared upon the digital display screen that issued cryptic warnings and prompted an automatic shutdown before the device suffered a catastrophic failure. <br><br>Magni frowned, and stepped away from the huge device, watching it with a perplexed expression upon his face. The huge thing blasted Magni was heat as it engaged in an emergency heat shunt and there was a hissing as it began some esoteric process to cool its inner workings. <br><br>The demigod decided to leave the device be and allow the tinkerers to occupy themselves with it, should it require attention after the hard use Magni subjected it to. A few lengthy strides took him to where some free weights were arranged. The blue eyes of the demigod glanced over most of them without really looking, until his gaze got to weights in the multiples of tons. None of them were really in Magni's strength class, and lacking anything more pressing, he picked up a 50 ton weight. Magni began to play with it, twirling the central bar as a child might a baton. <br><br>The demigod paused, with 50 tons suspended above his head supported by a few fingers, bringing the weight's spin to a sudden halt. Adopting a more steady grip, Magni returned the weight to its proper place. The moment's amusement passed, and once more, Magni tried to make himself feel what his father felt for this world. Of all of the gods of Ásgarðr only þórr was called the friend of Miðgarðr. But nothing came. Magni was not sure what, precisely, he might feel, but no amount of exerting his will forged a connection between himself and the ground beneath his feet, though his paternal grandmother was Gaea herself. Perhaps, in time, Magni would come to feel it, and to feel something for this world as his father did. <br><br>But equally, he wondered if that absence of feeling was part of his carved destiny, and if that kinship with this world was part of the mysterious formula that made one Worthy of Mjǫllnir. <br><br>Magni did not allow himself to sink into deep melancholy, nor did he feel at the moment an urge to roam about in grief: it had taken þórr long and long to take up the hammer. Magni was not yet even a single century old. It was the stuff of a lifetime to become Worthy. And it was Magni's carved destiny to seek and strive for Worthiness, even if it was not his fate to achieve it. For an Asgardian, destiny is all.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>03-12-2022, 00:48:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://pm1.narvii.com/6860/952df0bb6492d40ac84c8925d56ff8bac0fee568v2_00.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Norman Osborn II (The Red Goblin)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Red Goblin<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Ravager, Devils Nyght, Torrent, Roulette, Pandemic, War Bride, Mind Witch, Aegis, Magni, <br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><hr><br>The Red Goblin Glider takes a turn in the sky, heading toward Aegis with a bit of a chuckle in his breath that comes over the comms.<br><br>"<strong>Good point - the Pentagon has since then paid Stark Industries enough money to up their cybersecurity that it wouldn't be a fair contest. You'd cheat.</strong>" he gives with a laugh.<br><br>"<strong>Roxxon? Those assholes make even Billionaires look bad to other Billionaires.</strong>"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>03-12-2022, 01:49:03</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/665299663938650135/1007100826319339580/IMG_0010.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Dr. Morgan Stark (Aegis) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349099#msg16349099)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Aegis sensor suit<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Ravager, Devils Nyght, Torrent, Roulette, Pandemic, War Bride, Mind Witch, Red Goblin, Magni, <br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><br><hr><br>Morgan rolled her eyes as she took in the cappering madman. She sighed as she looked at him as she deployed her suit, leaving her head exposed. “True, the Joint Chiefs were quite appreciative of my efforts fixing the gaps in their cyber security layout. Though some of their staff protested having a preteen as team lead.” She smiled up at him. <br><br>”So Junior, why the big scene on campus here? Trying to impress me? Sorry you’re not my type. I’m into girls. ” &nbsp;Morgan said with a smirk. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyrical</strong> on <strong>03-12-2022, 03:25:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/HWrcTrO.jpg)</div><br><strong>Character Name:</strong> Megan Frost-Summers (<strong>Mind Witch</strong>) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349257#msg16349257)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> GeNext Uniform <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Magni | OPEN<br><strong>Warnings: </strong> None<br><br><hr>A voice echoed in time to the steady clicking of heels as Megan walked down the empty corridor of Marvels Bascamp. It was a large building, you could get lost in this complex with all it's floors, sub floors, out buildings, maze of halls... and that is just what she did. Down one hall and through a door then stop dead in her tracks... LOST for the second time today! The hallway was equally empty and infuriated with herself, Megan grunted a muted scream of frustration. She began to spit verbal venom into the air at someone that was now getting a British accented tongue lashing from the young woman when the call suddenly dropped. Standing in the hall she clicked her foot on the ground rapidly, tapping toes now in time with her elevated stress levels. After taking a couple deep breaths she turned on her heels and made a course correction.<br><br>The young woman had a slim waist with full hips and breasts that currently threatened to break free of her outfit. Her skin was dewy and nearly flawless in that way you can only get with constant pampering and the best spa treatments money can buy. Spa days were a usual the way she interacted with her mother, otherwise they would spend most of the time arguing in frustrating circles. Today, Megan had on her old GeNext uniform from her days training with a new group of X-Men that her mother had ran. The uniform itself was composed of a black tube top with a big red X on it. The shirt left nothing to the imagination as it hugged her torso, stopped short to reveal her flat stomach, and it cupped her breasts in such a manner that it lifted them up and pressed them together. One might call the top, cheesecake... The pants were no better as they were skin tight and rode up the crack of her ass. The uniform had some rather cheesy large plated gloves and thigh high gold boots. The whole ensemble was mostly for show and she had no doubt that her mother had it designed specifically for it's attention grabbing photo worthiness. At least it wasn't a white lace corset and fur lined cape with a pair of white bikini bottoms or booty shorts.<br><br>Who exactly was she? Megan Frost-Summers had attended the finest private schools in England for most of her life at the insistence of her mother, Emma Frost. If it had not been for her father, Scott Summers, she would never have set foot on American soil but he, bless his soul, always insisted that she come home for summer season and do very rural American things like camping, fishing, horse back riding... The horses were about the only thing Emma approved of. So with her fine education she developed much the same mannerisms and attitudes of her mother but gracefully peppered with her father's more down to earth touches. If one can call a man down to earth that had spent most of his life in constant war with mutant hating humans and enemy militant mutants. <br><br>Eventually she got training at Xavier's with the super group GeNext so she wasn't completely untrained in working with teams and it gave her this wonderful uniform that she loved so much. Now the young woman going by - Mind Witch - was with a new team being called - Marvels. <br><br>Off towards her destination the posh ice princess went down the hall again and to the exercise room. Once inside that structure she spotted the Goliath god-like man known as Magni Thorson playing with ridiculous amounts of weight. She did not go down to the end of the room, it was far to dangerous for her. Instead she found herself a place on the nearest treadmill and began a nice leisurely walk... ear buds back in, phone set to pop-dance playlist and she blissfully let herself get carried away by the music.... and also with watching the bulging muscles of Magni. She would give him a friendly finger wave if he acknowledged her presence. At a normal gym talking to the others might feel a little off but these people were all supposed to be part of the same team. Megan thought that she should probably at least try to be friendly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bowen</strong> on <strong>03-12-2022, 21:54:16</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://img.nickpic.host/CIA7A5.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> &nbsp;Myg Zheng [Ravager] (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349087#msg16349087)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Training uniform <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Torrent, Devils Nyght, Aegis, Roulette, Pandemic, War Bride, Mind Witch, Red Goblin, Magni, <br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><hr>Myg was in the Danger Room. It had some other designation, he was sure. The training room was for the workouts and training powers. It had JARVIS there to deal with the difficulty level of some of the exercises that went beyond bench pressing the moon to impress your team mates. There was an obstacle course that included: walls that slam in on our heroes, giant orbs that roll out to trample, electrified snakes that come out of the wall, floor and ceilings and of course the standard deadly missiles that can come at you from all angles. <br><br>Myg was here for the more immersive experience from his mom’s past. The original Danger Room was filled with traps, projectile firing devices, and mechanical dangers. Then came the upgrade. After befriending the alien Shi'ar Empire, Professor Xavier had the Danger Room upgraded with advanced holographic technology and a tactical computer matrix. The Danger room was a spherical room that could produce holographic images that felt, smelled, sounded, and, most likely, could even taste like real things. It had been twenty odd years since then and along with that came the inevitable tweaks and upgrades from the eggheads and gear monkeys as they liked to be called. <br><br>Despite how many times Professor X’s mansion on Graymalkin Dr had been invaded or destroyed, the X-Men’s missions always managed to be recorded and analyzed. It was a great thing for someone like Myg. He wanted to face those threats and test himself against the enemies the generation before had faced. The wonderful thing was he was able to set the mission difficulty for any number of participants and the big brainy computers already knew the capabilities of all of the Marvels. <br><br>He wanted to push himself and have to rely on all his powers as well as his skills. Ok, telepathy sort of took a break today as he used his telekinesis to sheath his weapons with energy that made them hit harder or for that matter, his own body so he moved faster and could kick through steel and stone. His force fields resembled a knight’s round shield &nbsp;with the tiger and the dragon he had tattooed on his body. (https://i.pinimg.com/originals/cc/e1/e8/cce1e887bbf7dad0f4b8bd9eacae10f8.jpg)<br><br>Today’s mission was facing the early version of the Hellfire Club. It was an interesting mission because of the very nature of the top members of the organization. Sure, there was plenty of combat but there was also political intrigue, spycraft, investigation and a number of social elements that didn’t just test your brawn or fighting prowess. Here he was in his element, moving, reacting, planning next steps…what his father Shang Chi called the comfort zone. It was a crutch that stopped you from meeting Destiny head on and shaking its hand. Dad was weird like that, always with the philosophy.<br><br>His mom, Psylocke liked to train and could mix it up with the best of them basically being a psychic ninja, but she wanted Myg to join the Marvels for different reasons. There was an entire social aspect to being a hero Myg had mostly missed out on. It wasn’t like he didn’t know everyone here, he had met them a few times and had their files but he didn’t exactly interact with everyone on a daily basis. <br><br>Myg respected his parents greatly and wanted to do right by both of them. He cut the mission short, just after coming face to face with Emma Frost. Part of him wanted to bow a little and say “<em>Hello Mrs. Summers. Its nice to see you today.</em>” But she was wearing her..uhm..fighting clothes. Ending the program, he headed to the training room. He figured he could reacquaint himself with everyone and see if there was some plan for tonight’s get together. <br><br>It was had to miss Magni. That guy had muscles he probably hadn’t even used yet. “Hey there. Let me know if you need any help with that.” he jokingly greeted the large man. He nodded to Kendall. “Hi Torrent. Any plans for today?” he wondered out loud. Then he saw someone he hadn’t seen in a while and wandered over to Megan. His mom was buzzing about her. He didn’t get the full gist of it whether it was inviting her over for dinner or something but it seemed to involve getting dressed up. “Hi Megan, it’s been a while. How have you been?” Why was his tunic so tight?
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>03-12-2022, 22:42:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://pm1.narvii.com/6860/952df0bb6492d40ac84c8925d56ff8bac0fee568v2_00.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Norman Osborn II (The Red Goblin)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Red Goblin<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Ravager, Devils Nyght, Torrent, Roulette, Pandemic, War Bride, Mind Witch, Aegis, Magni, <br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><hr><br>"<strong>Pretty sure anyone whose spent more then 5 minutes on any sort of social media knows that about you.</strong>" Red Goblin quips back as he comes in closer, the glider slowing down and getting quieter as it gets closer. Soon he's basically just hovering off the ground nearby. When he steps off he kicks it up, and parts of it collapse until he can slap it on his back like a skateboard.<br><br>"<strong>I just figured Team Rich Kid Bratpack might have a little comraderie is all. Plus I wanted to see if you had any new toys.</strong>" he giggles a bit. It's not quite a full Goblin Giggle - but it's familiar.<br><br>"<strong>And admittedly I always wondered about the Fuel you and your dad used in your boots. I always assumed it was a cycloparaffins or a naphthene-derivative, line pressurization at different altitudes has to be interesting though.</strong>"<br><br>Yeah, yeah - Morgan Stark was a Genius. Everyone knew that too. That the Goblin Formula also improved the recipient's intelligence was less well known but - well, Normie's been exposed to a *lot* of Goblin Formula over the years. He was dying to know if he could keep up with a Stark intellectually. Might be fun for a laugh.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyrical</strong> on <strong>03-12-2022, 23:04:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/HWrcTrO.jpg)</div><br><strong>Character Name:</strong> Megan Frost-Summers (<strong>Mind Witch</strong>) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349257#msg16349257)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> GeNext Uniform <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Magni | Myg | OPEN<br><strong>Warnings: </strong> None<br><br><hr>With the earbuds in, Megan couldn't hear a thing that Myg had said to her but she did feel his intent to greet her. There was an underlying feeling emanating off of Myg that was hot and sweaty and something about his clothes being tight. Megan avoided trying to read his mind because Myg was a telepath too and would probably notice if she rooted about in his thoughts. Her hands went up under her long blond hair to remove the earbuds and she opted for a pleasant if reserved smile.<br><br>Still walking leisurely on the treadmill her hips rocked back and forth, the hip hugging pants and wide belt highlighting the gate of her stride and more importantly the flatness of her lower abs. If he were standing behind her there would be a lot more to see accented. <br><br>Megan spoke with her British lilt, "Come again?" She held up the earbuds as the treadmill came to a stop. "Was listening to music... You know every time I see you I can hear my father's voice in my head saying - that Myg is such a nice boy, his father is one of the men that I respect most in this world." She had dead panned it, the delivery was flat and her smile was gone. There was a pause, she shifted and fiddled with her earbuds for a moment. Had that been an attempt at humor or feigned contempt? Megan was posh, humor was not something she was all that good at. <br><br>Years ago Myg and Megan had been brought together in their early teens when powers were first developing. Their parents had used them as foils for one another to practice, each giving the other lessons in their particular styles of both mental and physical combat. Plus it was a huge help just to have them telepathically communicating when not training. Megan liked Myg but it had been a few years since they last saw each other.<br><br>"We should train together sometime," Megan suddenly said.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>03-12-2022, 23:14:17</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/665299663938650135/1007100826319339580/IMG_0010.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Dr. Morgan Stark (Aegis) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349099#msg16349099)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Aegis Suit<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Red Goblin, and Open, <br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><br><hr><br>“The suit AI models the usage of the fuel, sets the spray and thrust. I can have the sui manufacture a liquid oxygen mix on flight. The suit nanites are quite capable of reconfiguration on the fly. I can have the fabrication units extract the LOX while standing here. Micro factories build my ballistic ammo. Takes a bit longer than it does with LOX though.” Morgan said as she noted Stark tech, at least 4 generations out of current tech. <br><br>”I can’t help noticing that a bit of your gear is old propriety Stark Tech.” Morgan noted as she set her AI to throughly scan the gear in question. To see if it was native tech, which would stolen or pirated. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cold Heritage</strong> on <strong>04-12-2022, 00:40:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/nHeZWaE.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Magni Thorsson<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> White tunic, white trousers, leather boots<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Ravager, Devils Nyght, Aegis, Roulette, Pandemic, War Bride, Mind Witch, Red Goblin, Torrent<br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><br><hr><br>Magni turned his head as Mind Witch entered the training room. He nodded his head in acknowledgement, and received a finger wave in return. Then Ravager's arrival followed, and Magni was not sure if he was being mocked or if the mutant was speaking in jest. <strong>"Aye, it shall be so."</strong> Magni replied to Ravager's offer of aid, suspect as it was in its legitimacy. <br><br>After that it was interplay between the mutants. They all knew one another of long, and it was an exchange that Magni had no part of. He was interested to know if the one known as Torrent - the daughter of a truly unlikable troll of a mutant called the Wolverine and a mutant named Storm - had any plans. She was the leader and thus it was her prerogative. It did not bother Magni to take orders from a woman - in Asgard, there were goddesses who had learned and forgotten so much of war that it could fill libraries to drown the world in paper. <br><br>The demigod did not listen on as Mind Witch and Ravager spoke. His attention turned back to the weights and he took a 50 tons in each hand and began to do some curls to pass the time until Torrent divulged if there was aught on the agenda for the day for the team. It was a day of some consequence, as Magni understood it: a day to honour the life and death of one of the original Avengers, the Iron Man, Anthony Stark. Magni had little love for small men in their metal suits, but þórr held the Iron Man in high esteem. And the Iron Man had, ultimately, given his life for the Earth, so whatever else he may have done in life, he had been noble beyond reproach in death. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kuroneko</strong> on <strong>04-12-2022, 03:11:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgbox.com/MEGptC0X.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Jacqueline Gabrielle LeBeau – Roulette (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349352#msg16349352)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City&nbsp; - Firing Range &gt;&gt; Training Room &gt;&gt; Cafeteria <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black Leather pants, Doc Martens, Ramones T-shirt <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> All in the training room, OPEN <br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><br><hr><br>It had been just over a week since Jacqueline pulled up to the Marvels compound on her Ducati Scrambler with all she thought she’d need for the moment in a duffle bag slung over her back and a fair amount of skepticism clinging to her shoulders. She wasn’t even sure how the message asking her to join up with this outfit had even found its way to her, given how clandestine she operated. But somehow, <em>someone </em>had managed to find her and suggest that it would be worth her while to haul her ass over here and make nice with this new team. <br><br>Jac still had her doubts. Like her mother, she wasn’t exactly the hero type. It wasn’t as if she actively <em>didn’t</em> help someone out of a bad situation if she found them in it or anything, but she didn’t go looking for those jobs. She had other priorities. Hell, she didn’t even have what anyone would call a costume. Plus, she worked alone, and liked it that way. Here, it would all be very different. This was a team, and she had no idea if she wanted to be part of one. Especially when she was older than most of them, and many of them seemed to be full of raging hormones. <br><br>So far, aside from spending time getting to know the others at mealtimes and mandatory group training, Jac had spent a fair amount of time on her own, honing her skills with the facility’s fancy schmancy – and oh so expensive – high tech equipment. This morning she was working her way through the facility arsenal on the firing range, proving that – like Callisto – Jac was a dead eye shot at an incredible range, thanks to her enhanced eyesight. She had to admit, the new toys were <em>fun</em>, and more than a few a few would be hella useful on missions. But when she reached the furthest distance the range had to offer, she finally set the sniper rifle in her hands down and pulled off the ear protection she was wearing. “<em>Merde</em>,” she sighed. “’Dis is borin’. I’m gonna need an outdoor range if I want a challenge. Or mebbe I find dat Danger Room t'ing.&nbsp; Firin’ standin’ still is one t’ing. Doin’ it on de move is another.” She spent some time cleaning the firearms before putting them away, and then slipped out of the firing range on cat-like feet to pad around the complex, drawing a playing card from her pocket and then absently rolling it between the fingers of one hand as she walked. <br><br>The facility itself was huge and had everything that anyone there would want or need, it seemed. Every state of the art whatchamacallit and then some. All of it futuristic and so damn clean. Jacqueline was already homesick for the sights, the smells, and the simple feel of ‘Nawlins. It wasn’t home, and it was proving hard to get used to.<br><br>Deciding that perhaps something to eat – and maybe a drink besides – was in order, Jac altered her direction and headed towards the part of the building that housed the cafeteria. Her path took her by the training rooms and gym, where it appeared half of the team was engaged in a variety of athletic activities. At the sight of Magni lifting the biggest set of barbells she’d ever seen, Jac came to a slow stopp and simply blinked, doing her best not to stare with blood red eyes rimmed in heavy kohl. “<em>Ga lee</em>,” she whispered, blinking again. What the hell was she doing here with people that could do things like <em>that</em>? <br><br>“I dunno ‘bout ‘de rest ‘o you, but I got an <em>ahnvee </em>for somethin’ t’ eat,” Jac said, loud enough for all of them to hear. “Any o’ you wants t’ join me feel free. Otherwise, keep on up with yer <em>fais do do</em>.” She absently waived a hand towards the group to encompass all of the activity going on within it before dropping it and continuing on towards the cafeteria, card still spinning lazily in the other. Maybe she’d get lucky, and they’d actually have something truly spicy on the menu today. <br><br>… naw.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wyatt</strong> on <strong>04-12-2022, 04:39:44</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/1046096199834419311/1048797087141199993/Carly_Foulkes_T_Mobiles_Alter_Ego_ad_campaign.png)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Kaley Jones-Murdock (Devils Nyght) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349128#msg16349128)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black and hot pink riding leathers and black knee high boots<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Ravager, Aegis, Torrent, Roulette, Pandemic, War Bride, Mind Witch, Red Goblin, Magni, <br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><br><hr>Kaley parked her bike and secured it an hour earlier.&nbsp; Her life was decidedly middle class since her Father’s law practice was half pro-bono, and her Mom only took on the cases that really interested her these days.&nbsp; Her custom-built Super-Sport Ducati cycle was all her own, paid for by the modelling and representation deal she had with Ducati.&nbsp; She might not have been born into billions, but aside from the mega brains of the two she was slowly circling from above, Kaley had inherited all sorts of useful metagenes, along with her Father’s sense of dedication and her Mother’s penchant for doing the right thing in the sassiest manner possible.&nbsp; Most of the right things anyway, the ones that mattered, a girl’s gotta have some fun, right?<br><br>Enough practicing her hovering and slow-paced flights, which were admittedly not a strength yet, Kaley landed just down wind of the bickering billionaires, then walked a casual line between them,<br><br><strong>“No one likes billionaires, bunch of self-important, well-funded a-holes,”</strong> Kaely tosses off cheekily as she walks by, never wearing a mask just like her Mother chose not to, and leaving her suit for missions when it was absolutely needed, then turns to Morgan,<br><br><strong>“Of course tall, gorgeous and stacked geniuses are always an exception to any rule,”</strong> she adds, winking towards Morgan and blowing a kiss Dr. Stark's way as she heads into the building, hoping that her irreverent presence might break up the little tiff between Morgan and Goblin and get them moving into the building to find out what was on the menu of training or missions for the day.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>04-12-2022, 04:48:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://pm1.narvii.com/6860/952df0bb6492d40ac84c8925d56ff8bac0fee568v2_00.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Norman Osborn II (The Red Goblin)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Red Goblin<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Ravager, Devils Nyght, Torrent, Roulette, Pandemic, War Bride, Mind Witch, Aegis, Magni, <br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><hr><br>"<strong>What? Goblin Tech has a bunch of Old Propriety Stark Tech? I'm shocked! SHOCKED!</strong>" he gets out, and starting to laugh soon after.<br><br>"<strong>Well, I'm not *that* shocked. The idea that post Goblins occasionally would *steal* things? *Gasp!*. I bet the OG Green alone cleaned out a whole SHIELD armory and picked your Dad clean more then once.</strong>" he gives, rolling his neck as he considers what he heard.<br><br>"<strong>And you have the old AI - Nanite Combo going. I mean yeah, that would work. It's got that really obvious weakness though -</strong>" he starts before they are interrupted by Devil's Nyght and he looks up. Can't really disagree, Billionaires do tend to be assholes in his experience and he's one of them.<br><br>"<strong>What were we talking about? Oh yeah - Hacking Roxxon.</strong>"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>04-12-2022, 04:59:58</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/665299663938650135/1007100826319339580/IMG_0010.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Dr. Morgan Stark (Aegis) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349099#msg16349099)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Aegis Suit<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Red Goblin, Devil’s Nyght and Open. <br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><br><hr><br>”Well, hello Nurse…” Morgan said as the girl blew a kiss at her. She knew who she was before the AI ID’d her. She watched the saucy girl walk inside the building. She looked at Norman Jr. ”Nope, not interested, I see someone more interesting. She was on my dorm wall at MIT. if you don’t mind Mr. Osborne I need to go meet my future girlfriend. Buh bye.”<br><br>Morgan trotted after Kaley. ”you know I was supposed to meet you last spring but I got trapped in a Quantum realm time bubble for four years or 15 minutes, depending on your point of view. Then I was in quarantine for five months at Project Pegasus. I was going to ask you to sign my poster on the dorm wall. “ &nbsp;Morgan said with a grin ”So you look me up on social media?” She asked curiously. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deathnote</strong> on <strong>04-12-2022, 05:27:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/24/Venom_Klyntar.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Pandemic (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349300#msg16349300)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City - Cafeteria<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Er...<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Ravager, Devils Nyght, Aegis, Roulette, War Bride, Mind Witch, Red Goblin, Magni, Torrent<br><strong>Warnings:<br></strong> None<br><br><hr><br>Meanwhile, deep in the kitchen, somebody or... something was creating a heart-attack waiting to happen.&nbsp; A large mass of black and red sludge moved about the kitchen, grabbing stuff from the cupboards and rummaging through the refrigerator, dumping various contents into a large pot.&nbsp; Further examination of the contents would reveal that he was heating up and mixing together various chocolatey contents.&nbsp; Chocolate syrup.&nbsp; Chocolate milk.&nbsp; Chocolate cocoa powder.&nbsp; He had to be careful not to accidentally touch the stove in all that madness.&nbsp; Just being too close made his tendrils start to quiver and melt from the heat alone, so he had to turn the stove down and cook at a low heat.&nbsp; It took much longer for the chocolate to melt and mix together, but... the wait was worth it.<br><br>Taking the pot of chocolatey goodness, the Klyntar lifted it high up over a tower of pancakes and started pouring over it.&nbsp; Soon... the pancakes couldn't even be seen anymore, having been completely engulfed by the chocolate mixture.<br><br>Throwing the now empty pot aside, Pandemic then proceeded to devour his meal with vigor.&nbsp; He barely realized that somebody else had walked into the cafeteria in time to see what he was doing.<br><br>"Oh, hello!" Pandemic waved a tendril in greetings between mouthfuls.&nbsp; He pointed it toward some more pancakes left on the counter and said, "Help yourself.&nbsp; I made extra!"<br><br>It was a bit of a curiosity as to how a hostless symbiote got invited to join a superhero team like... what were they called again?&nbsp; It wasn't the Avengers.&nbsp; It was a new team.&nbsp; The Marvels!&nbsp; Yep, that's it.&nbsp; Apparently, there was a bit of an urban legend going around of a monstrous vigilante operating in Las Vegas.&nbsp; Captain America and Rogue were... well... they followed up on that, expecting to find a potential new recruit.&nbsp; Imagine their surprise upon finding out that the Las Vegas vigilante was a Klyntar, a symbiote born from a piece of Toxin, the symbiote of a former superhero.&nbsp; Deciding that they couldn't just leave such a creature loose and out on his own like that, they brought him back to Marvels Facility with promises of chocolate treats.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wyatt</strong> on <strong>04-12-2022, 05:52:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/1046096199834419311/1048797087141199993/Carly_Foulkes_T_Mobiles_Alter_Ego_ad_campaign.png)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Kaley Jones-Murdock (Devils Nyght) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349128#msg16349128)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black and hot pink riding leathers and black knee high boots<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Morgan Stark, Red Goblin, Open <br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><br><hr>Goblin was self-aware, which Kaley sure as hell appreciated about anyone, a major plus in his corner.<br><br>Morgan reached the building and found Kaley holding the door open for her, leaning against it with her lanky and leggy frame filling the doorway until she stepped deftly aside as fell in step with Morgan as the two started to make their way into the depths of the cavernous building,<br><br><strong>“Did you just use math to justify standing me up?&nbsp; Fair, I never got past Algebra I, so I will have to take your word for it,”</strong> Kaley returned Morgan’s grin and almost shyly tucked her long, dark mane of hear behind her ear on the side closest to Morgan.<br><br><strong>“Seen your social media?&nbsp; Dear gods woman, I would have to nix all social media platforms except for that Mongolian Goatherders of the Month app, that I am pretty sure is ransomware since even the Nigerian Prince guy trying to get me to help him offload all of that free money won’t download it, if I wanted to avoid seeing you,” </strong>she joked and turned to face Morgan, who was just slightly taller than Kaley and utterly stunning, yet had a sweetness about her that matched her determination and drive, not an easy combination to find anywhere.&nbsp; <br><br>In all honesty the two of them were all over social media, with Morgan drawing every fanboy, nerd, geek, gamer and especially the fangirls, while Kaley was happy with her more pedal to the metal, gearhead sort of fanbase, since after all, a lot of them had disposable cash to buy her merch.<br><br>Taking out her phone, Kaley held the screen art up for Morgan to see,<br><br><strong>“You tell me, have I seen your social media and do I totally want to sign way more than just your poster?”</strong> Kaley waggled her eyebrows and teased as she admitted her long held crush on the drop-dead gorgeous Dr. and the real reason she just happened to drop in then and there of all places.<br><br><div align="center"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Kaley's Phone Wallpaper</strong></span></div><div align="center">(https://assets.mycast.io/characters/iron-woman-285880-normal.jpg?1569741844)</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>04-12-2022, 06:14:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/665299663938650135/1007100826319339580/IMG_0010.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Dr. Morgan Stark (Aegis) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349099#msg16349099)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Aegis Suit<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Red Goblin, Devil’s Nyght and Open. <br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><br><hr><br>“Oh god. The mark 2 suit. I built it in the Quantum Bubble after the Pym-Stark Quantum Pyschics lab got dropped into it with me. Let me tell you it was a hell for me. I had to make a still to make original Gatorade pallletable. 4 years of piss yellow Gatorade made want to nuke FSU. And I have the skills to make them.” She told her as she took in the other woman’s photo. “Anyway the fabricator I cobbled together was a bit odd. Hence the odd color of the suit. So, you’re a fan girl huh? Mutual fans.”<br><br>She grinned as she shunted her suit back into her leg marrow storage. ”I can arrange for a lunch before the meeting. Tempest is waiting for the whole team to show up.” &nbsp;Morgan said with a wide grin. ”I like your Ducati, it’s an amazing bike. “
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>04-12-2022, 06:42:57</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://pm1.narvii.com/6860/952df0bb6492d40ac84c8925d56ff8bac0fee568v2_00.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Norman Osborn II (The Red Goblin)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Red Goblin<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Ravager, Devils Nyght, Torrent, Roulette, Pandemic, War Bride, Mind Witch, Aegis, Magni, <br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><hr><br>Well, he considers getting mad at her just on principle but finds that he can't really. If a woman like that wanted to talk to him he'd be shifting dance partners too.<br><br>"<strong>Understood, Fair Enough, and Godspeed.</strong>" he gives a little salute as Morgan goes one way and he has to find someone else to annoy. Popping off his glider to redeploy, he clears a path for the lovebirds and takes off again.<br><br>Maybe someone in the kitchens? A snack sounded nice.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kuroneko</strong> on <strong>04-12-2022, 07:37:10</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgbox.com/MEGptC0X.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Jacqueline Gabrielle LeBeau – Roulette (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349352#msg16349352)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black Leather pants, Doc Martens, Ramones T-shirt <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Pandemic, OPEN <br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><br><hr><br>Walking into the cafeteria, Jacqueline slowed to another stop at the sight that awaited her. It wasn’t every day that you watched a sentient string of liquid pour a non-sentient puddle of liquid onto a pile of pancakes and then gulp it down like it was its last meal. But after three years, she was fairly used to the way Pandemic ate, not to mention his love of chocolate.<br><br>“<em>Non</em>, ‘dat’s okay <em>homme</em>,” she said when he offered her the remaining pancakes. “I’m looking for sumtin’ w’ a few more food groups in it.” Not to mention a lot less sugar and a <em>helluva </em>lot more spices. Walking further into the room, she made her way towards the counter and leaned over it, perusing what was on offer with a heavy sigh. In the end, she settled for a plate of scrambled eggs with a side of sausage and peppers, along with a glass of orange juice. She carried all of it back to the table on a tray along with a bottle of tabasco sauce and set it down on the table across from Pandemic and set about covering the food with a generous helping of the spicy condiment. <br><br>“So, you not up for showin’ off in de trainin’ room dis mornin’ w’ de others?” Jac asked, as she set the bottle down and began to push her food around on her plate with a fork. “Magni’s liftin’ … everytin’ … again.” She took a bite of the eggs and reached for the tabasco again.<br><br>“Anyway, how’s yer mornin’, <em>mon ami</em>?”&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bowen</strong> on <strong>04-12-2022, 13:43:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://img.nickpic.host/CIA7A5.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> &nbsp;Myg Zheng [Ravager] (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349087#msg16349087)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Training uniform <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Torrent, Mind Witch, Magni, <br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><hr>Myg wasn’t mocking the big guy, he did mean it as a joke though. Judging from the way Magni answered, it most likely wasn’t taken that way—unless, Magni was a master of sarcasm… Dammit, now he had to pay attention to the demigod lifting weights. When you say you are going to do something for a team mate, you do it. His psychic abilities were near his mothers but without the years of experience to fine tune everything. He had seen her lift an adult whale and a crane barge…quick math, carry the four and that brought him somewhere between the fifty-to-seventy-ton range. <br><br>Ok, just because he had never done it didn’t mean he couldn’t. Please don’t sneeze in the middle of your reps and drop that on someone. He silently wished Magni. Hmm…maybe he should be trying to lift this stuff too? And a new training program needs to be created. <br><br>He turned back to Megan and had to replay it in his head what she said. “Right…earbuds..” he agreed. He had seen Megan the least but remembered her the most. No one else in here had been inside his head. It’s a rather intimate experience to share your inner most doubts, fears, hopes and even your corny dreams. He had never really said most of that out loud. “I was just saying it had been a while…” <br><br>Her dead panned humour made him smile and then chuckle. Both his parents spoke ‘British’ rather than American as far as accents went. His mom because she grew up there, his dad because his English instructor was an Oxford professor. He had no trouble hearing the joke for what it was. He nodded “It must have been in one of those private moments. All I remember him saying when I was trying to work out a costume was "<em>Well, What Would You Prefer, Yellow Spandex?</em>"<br><br>You would think he would be used to seeing model gorgeous women working out in tight clothes, he did train with his mom. The thing is, Megan wasn’t his mom and he had to concentrate to keep his eyes level with hers. He probably didn’t succeed in the beginning. Her comment about training had him nodding easily. He looked around and shrugged. “We absolutely should.” he agreed. “I have some programs I developed for the danger room.” <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wyatt</strong> on <strong>04-12-2022, 17:49:49</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/1046096199834419311/1048797087141199993/Carly_Foulkes_T_Mobiles_Alter_Ego_ad_campaign.png)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Kaley Jones-Murdock (Devils Nyght) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349128#msg16349128)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black and hot pink riding leathers and black knee high boots<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Morgan Stark, Open <br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><br><hr>Kaley listened as Morgan launched into another discussion of her other worldly, er, other realmly adventure and challenges, appreciating the sense of humor that Morgan attached to what she said in subtle and smile inducing ways, but there was also a bit of worry in Kaley’s eyes as Morgan spoke and accepted what Kaley had said and shown so easily.&nbsp; It was true, Morgan was definitely one of her crushes, but even with all that Kaley was capable of, she was still far from as powerful, gifted or armed as the rest of the group here, and yet…<br><br><strong>“You do realize I could be bullshitting you?&nbsp; Not about being attracted, hell’s bells, I am pretty sure the grass blades get a boner hoping you will walk across them every time you pass a lawn, but Morgan, I could have pulled that pic up without you seeing, played the preening and pretty fangirl with a killer ass…you do think I am pretty, right…anyhoo, what I am saying is that I think so many of the Team spend their time fighting entire armies, gods and monsters from other worlds and realities, that sometimes people forget just how tricky everyday life can be back here on the ground in our own reality,”</strong> Kaley shared, it wasn’t in a chastising tone, she truly adored and admired Morgan, but her words had a sound of concern.&nbsp; Kaley was the daughter of a lawyer and detective, both from the grittiest parts of NYC, and soon to be an attorney herself, conning and convincing people of things that didn’t exist, or twisting reality with no power other than a wink of an eye, turn of a hip or a word, those might be the superpowers, so to speak, that had landed Kaley among this amazing group.<br><br><strong>“I’m very real, fangirl and all, but I just worry sometimes that the biggest dangers to the Team, to you and the others, might not show up on radar or advanced sensors, but walk right up to us and tear us into pieces like Zemo almost did to everyone,”</strong> Kaley shared and put her phone away, her smile brightening again, <strong>“Lunch would be fab, I’m allergic to salads, not really, but with my meta-metabolism, just why, right?”</strong> she teased Morgan, slipped her arm in that of the lovely Dr. Stark and knew that her inclusion on the Team was for a very real reason, to watch and keep their asses from being bitten by those things and people that never look remotely like a threat, much less a supervillain, until their boot is figuratively on your throat.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>04-12-2022, 18:05:19</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/665299663938650135/1007100826319339580/IMG_0010.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Dr. Morgan Stark (Aegis) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349099#msg16349099)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Aegis Suit<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Devil’s Nyght and Open. <br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><br><hr><br>”Oh sorry. Trying too hard again. I’m still a very big nerd. Not used to being thought of as hot or sexy.” Morgan confessed as she let Kaley lead her towards the kitchen. ”Just clue me in when you’re teasing me okay? Truth be told, unless I’m in geek mode , I’m a social klutz. A complete dork. “ She confessed with a deep red blush on her face. <br><br>She looked around the building as they walked. Comparing the layout to the map laid out in her internal display. She felt her heart beat start to race as she felt the foxy model’s arm holding hers. She liked the young woman’s wit a lot but felt she was a social genius and that made her feel out of her depth around her. It felt kind of challenging to not be the most aware person in the room. ”So who do you think is our most underrated foe we might face? Dad always said Peter Gyrick was the most dangerous normal person the Avengers faced. “
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wyatt</strong> on <strong>04-12-2022, 19:21:51</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/1046096199834419311/1048797087141199993/Carly_Foulkes_T_Mobiles_Alter_Ego_ad_campaign.png)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Kaley Jones-Murdock (Devils Nyght) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349128#msg16349128)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black and hot pink riding leathers and black knee high boots<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Morgan Stark, Open <br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><br><hr><strong>“Trust me, you are trying, and succeeding, just right, Morgan,”</strong> Kaley replied and without asking permission and never the sort to seek forgiveness, she pressed a warm, more than just friends, still far from lovers, yet, kiss to Morgan’s fiercely blushing cheeks, <strong>“My eyes mess up red and green you know, so right now I’m guessing you are blushing something fierce, because your cheeks are looking all She-Hulky to me, which yes, is a compliment too, and no, I am not teasing at all…”</strong> Kaley added after the quick kiss ended and her own cheeks blushed warmly as well.<br><br>Nodding, Kaley considered what Morgan asked about Gyrick,<br><br><strong>“A worthy place for me to look, and really, any of their old enemies could have spawn that find it deliciously ironic to take out the kids of their parent’s nemesises, nemeses, whatever the plural of nemesis is,”</strong> she joked at the end, very aware of her own limitations and foibles, <strong>“Might be someone completely new, but I sent for all of my Mom and Dad’s old case files to be added to the databases here, half of them are hard copy, snail mails, printed pics and old fashioned manilla file folders, so hoping your tech includes uber fast scanning and the ability to read really bad handwriting…and hey, my bike is built for two any time you like, just sayin’,”</strong> Kaley offered and let Morgan pick where they would have lunch and what was on the menu.<br><br>They were already making a great team, each balancing the other in ways their opposites needed.&nbsp; Kaley was one of the new kids on the block and knew it would take time for them all to gel, in training, battles and life in general, but this was a very, very good start.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>04-12-2022, 20:03:44</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/665299663938650135/1007100826319339580/IMG_0010.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Dr. Morgan Stark (Aegis) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349099#msg16349099)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Aegis Suit<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Devil’s Nyght and Open. <br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><br><hr><br>”I think the plural is <em>nemesi</em> actually. I have a few companies who might try to sneak in and filch some tech. So keep an eye on the team gear. ” She wanted to trust Osborne but he was utilizing proprietary StarkTech. Not to mention his grandfather’s colorful past. She turned slightly as Kaley moved in for her kiss making the kiss a slight miss of being on the lips rather than on the center of her cheek. Her heart started racing again at the feel of her lips on Morgan’s blushing face. <br><br>Morgan wanted to kiss her back but wasn’t sure enough to try it yet. ”So, want to go to the kitchen and meet most of the team?” Morgan cupped her free hand and projected a holo of the kitchen mayhem. ”It appears our symbiote discovered every source of chocolate on campus and made a mess. The other’s are in there or approaching.” She changed the point of view to show the rest of the team and to highlight the mess the most alien member of the team had made. ”or we could go off campus to a nice Greek bistro in town?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deathnote</strong> on <strong>04-12-2022, 20:40:58</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/24/Venom_Klyntar.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Pandemic (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349300#msg16349300)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City - Cafeteria<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Er...<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Ravager, Devils Nyght, Aegis, Roulette, War Bride, Mind Witch, Red Goblin, Magni, Torrent<br><strong>Warnings:<br></strong> None<br><br><hr><br>"Alright, more for me, then," Pandemic shrugged as he snatched another plate of pancakes.&nbsp; He dipped the pancakes in the chocolate sauce mix before tossing it into a large, fanged open mouth that suddenly formed out of nowhere.&nbsp; Just as quickly, the mouth disappeared along with the chocolate-covered pancakes.&nbsp; Small bubbles formed along the surface of the black goo before gathering into one place in the middle, then being released with a rather vocal <em>burp</em>.<br><br>The symbiote rippled along the top of the table right across from Jacqueline as the many multiple tendrils retracted, withdrawing back into the main globular body.&nbsp; The goo condensed itself, becoming smaller in volume until it was just the size of a soccer ball.&nbsp; Letting out a small sigh of satisfaction after enjoying the meal, a pair of eyes reformed along the surface, opening to look over at Jacqueline, giving her a face to talk to.<br><br>"There's not much point in me using the training room.&nbsp; No real muscles to work out, ya know?&nbsp; I can't exactly do any real feats of strength without a host," Pandemic explained.&nbsp; He could use his shape-shifting to form muscles and take on a human form, but what was the point of that?&nbsp; His human form was no stronger than your normal average human being.&nbsp; He certainly wasn't going to be able to contend with the likes of Magni.&nbsp; At least... not without a host.&nbsp; "How about you?&nbsp; You don't look like you got a good workout this morning.&nbsp; Did you try out one of the other stuff they had to offer?&nbsp; I've basically been going through the vents and I've basically got most of this place mapped out and there's quite a bit of options for training.&nbsp; I was thinking I'd try one out.&nbsp; The Danger Room looks like it could be some fun, anyway."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kuroneko</strong> on <strong>04-12-2022, 21:25:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgbox.com/MEGptC0X.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Jacqueline Gabrielle LeBeau – Roulette (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349352#msg16349352)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black Leather pants, Doc Martens, Ramones T-shirt <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> OPEN <br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><br><hr><br>Jacqueline continued eating as Pandemic did the same, making quick work of the remaining pancakes and then reforming itself into the semblance of a face, giving her something to focus on when she spoke. “Point taken,” she agreed, as he explained why the training room would be a waste of time. “Still, you ain’t always gonna be in a host, <em>non</em>? Might be worth your while t’ train a bit in your human form from time t’ time, <em>weh</em>?” She reached out for her orange juice and drank down a fair amount. <br><br>Jac grinned at the question. “I spent most o’ de mornin’ checkin’ out de firin’ range, <em>homme</em>,” she replied, spearing more eggs with her fork. “’Dere’s a lot o’ <em>really </em>nice toys down ‘dere.” Her grin grew sharper. “A girl could learn t’ love dat arsenal.”<br><br>The eggs disappeared and Jac chewed thoughtfully, considering Pandemic’s investigation of the facility and the Danger Room itself. “I had my eye on givin’ dat t’ing a whirl myself. I need someplace where I can make a big bada boom, <em>non</em>?” She paused to pick up more food. “Besides, de trainin’ room was a bit too crowded fer me dis mornin.’”<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>04-12-2022, 22:16:51</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://pm1.narvii.com/6860/952df0bb6492d40ac84c8925d56ff8bac0fee568v2_00.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Norman Osborn II (The Red Goblin)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Red Goblin<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Ravager, Devils Nyght, Torrent, Roulette, Pandemic, War Bride, Mind Witch, Aegis, Magni, <br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><hr><br>It's considered rude to fly indoors, of course. So, of course, the Red Goblin is gliding away. It's actually a lot safer then it sounds, some of the things the Goblin Formula has done to Normie II's nervous system has in effect let him do super-speed in short bursts. Not great if you're talking a distance race - but you'd be amazed how ast he can react to obsticles.<br><br>He throws what looks like a Pumpkin Bomb at the doors to the cafeteria and for a glorious moment he imagines fire and gas and explosions and - none of that happens. He intentionally didn't arm this one. It just hits the handle for him so that he doesn't have to stop flying, slipping in through the open doors with a catch.<br><br>What? Can't a guy have a little fun?<br><br>He giggles, but does then just set the glider down on an empty table. He's crazy, not rude.<br><br>"<strong>Roulette and Pandemic. Did I stumble into Team Moral Grey Area? Where was my Invite?</strong>" he gives with a chuckle, stepping off the Trademark-Goblin-Glider and spinning what looks like a Patented Goblin Pumpkin Bomb across his fingers. Again, it's not actually armed - but how could anyone know that.<br><br>"<strong>Please tell me there's at least plenty of hot sauce in this place. If I have to hire a cook I'll be annoyed.</strong>" he speaks, the helmet hissing as he starts taking it off.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Armphid</strong> on <strong>04-12-2022, 23:04:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://pbs.twimg.com/media/FOZwdFoXMAMj9Mr?format=jpg&amp;name=large)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Harada Ichiki Kenichi – The Silver Samurai (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16352545#msg16352545)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City - Walking from the grounds, past the training room, to the cafeteria<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> grey tank top, black workout pants, sneakers, carrying a bokken<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> OPEN <br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><br><hr><br>Harada Ichiki Kenichi's day had started before dawn.&nbsp; He had left the facility proper and gone out onto the grounds for his workout.&nbsp; First a run, then swimming in the river, then calisthenics, practice swings, and forms alongside the river as the sun rose.&nbsp; Among the children of gods and legends, a simple mutant would need to train hard and be in peak condition to be of use.&nbsp; In truth, he would have done all of it anyway, but it was a good piece of motivation.&nbsp; He had been working out and training for hours before the gathering in the training room where most of this new team was assembled.&nbsp; He did not think that he would be missed.&nbsp; His parents were not well known outside of the hero community and his father had been a criminal for many years and fought many of those whose children were now training together.&nbsp; <br><br>No, he would not be missed.&nbsp; These calm times are not where he could make his mark and his connections.&nbsp; At least, not at first.&nbsp; The Silver Samurai would have to prove himself in the field and then he might be worth notice.&nbsp; Another goal to work towards, which was helpful.&nbsp; <br><br>He had stripped off his tank top and trousers to take another dive and a few laps in the river before giving himself a light toweling, redressing, and then returned to the facility.&nbsp; Kenichi paused as he passed the training room and glanced in.&nbsp; The son of Thor was lifting massive barbells with his fingers while three of his fellow mutants spoke to one another.&nbsp; He stopped long enough to toss his towel into the hamper for them but didn't tarry any longer than that.&nbsp; He didn't wish to witness the braggart preening and showing off, nor anyone else fawning over him.&nbsp; It was distasteful.&nbsp; Megan and Myg seemed to be paying more attention to one another and that was a good thing.&nbsp; Kenichi would give a brief wave to anyone that noticed him and then went on his way.&nbsp; It was time to get something to eat.&nbsp; <br><br>He passed Dr. Stark and Miss Murdock-Jones in the hallway to the cafeteria and nodded in passing, though he did not interrupt their conversation.&nbsp; He did note that their faces were flushed and they were speaking while looking at a holographic projection that he could not quite make out from his angle.&nbsp; Nothing dire or they would be alerting everyone.&nbsp; Or so he hoped.&nbsp; <br><br>Kenichi happened to enter though the second entrance to the cafeteria as the Red Goblin flew in and began to yammer.&nbsp; There was no other word for it.&nbsp; He was speaking while saying nothing, simply being as noisy as possible for his own benefit.&nbsp; "Had I but known, I would have ensured all the hot sauce was destroyed," he said.&nbsp; His voice was a smooth baritone, cool and clean.&nbsp; "Alas, there is plenty in the kitchen and a few bottles are out at the end of the buffet table."&nbsp; Kenichi did not point out the fact that there was breakfast food here other than what Pandemic had made and none of them had prepared it meant that there was at least one cook already on staff.&nbsp; It did not need said.&nbsp; <br><br>"Good morning, Miss LeBeau, Mr. Pandemic.&nbsp; And Mr. Goblin."&nbsp; The sleekly muscled young man took a healthy helping of roasted vegetables, two links of sausage, a scoop of scrambled eggs, and a banana onto a tray.&nbsp; After a moment he added a bagel and butter as a small indulgence.&nbsp; "May I join you?"&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyrical</strong> on <strong>04-12-2022, 23:58:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/HWrcTrO.jpg)</div><br><strong>Character Name:</strong> Megan Frost-Summers (<strong>Mind Witch</strong>) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349257#msg16349257)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> GeNext Uniform <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Magni | Myg | Harada (mentioning) | OPEN<br><strong>Warnings: </strong> None<br><br><hr>The petite blond stepped off of the treadmill then picked up her small towel and patted her face with it. There wasn't any sweat but she still didn't want to ruin her eye liner just in case. The interaction between Myg and Magni had proven interesting and with Myg not trying to hide his thoughts she could pick up on some of his emotions. So when he mentioned the danger room she raised an eye brow. The idea of going up against him again was appealing and brought back the days of what was childhood fun and innocence. The thoughts however turned again to humor.<br><br><strong>"Yellow Spandex, eh?"</strong> Megan looked Myg up and down a moment letting her mental picture of him in a sort of shiny golden yellow lamé form solidly, then she allowed that image to project into Myg's mind. It was impossible for her not to smirk just a little when she did it. <br><br>Harada passed by the door, Megan sensed him before he approached, with a flick of her eyes she was ready when he passed. She raised her hand and gave him a quick wave with well manicured fingers.&nbsp; <br><br>Megan spoke again, <strong>"Why wait for the Danger Room... We can have some fun here."</strong> With that Megan tried to probe Magni's mind and allowed Myg to see what she was doing. She thought loudly at Myg so he'd pay attention. Magni was telepathically protected but she wondered if it would hold up against someone with as much mental telepathic power as her. <br><br>Megan said out loud to Magni, <strong>"Let's do some training here without the weights..."</strong> And she forced her mind on him, attempting to make him feel like the weights were far far heavier than she attempted to attack him with the mental illusion of a great golden serpent that only Magni could see... but she allowed Myg to also see and know what was happening. <strong>"C'mon, Magni just go with the fun,"</strong> she said aloud again.<br><br>If Magni either allowed it to happen or if she was able to force the mental hallucinations on him, the golden serpent would be nearly biblical in it's size and ferocity. A demonic scaled creature the length of the room, coiled about weight machines and bent double around the room. It's slithering form trying to rapidly crawl up the glistening muscled torso of Magni Thorson, the unhinged jaw large enough to swallow a man whole and rearing back to strike with fangs the size of his ribs dripping with toxic smelling venom....<br><br>If Magni did resist successfully then all he might get was a flash of what Megan was attempting and she'd probably just cross her arms under ample bosoms while giving him a slight scowl of annoyance.<br><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deathnote</strong> on <strong>05-12-2022, 02:14:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/24/Venom_Klyntar.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Pandemic (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349300#msg16349300)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City - Cafeteria<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Er...<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Ravager, Devils Nyght, Aegis, Roulette, War Bride, Mind Witch, Red Goblin, Magni, Torrent<br><strong>Warnings:<br></strong> None<br><br><hr><br>"Yeah... my human form isn't exactly... real?&nbsp; It's just an end-product of my shape-shifting abilities, ya know?&nbsp; Besides, my natural gooey-self is way more useful in a fight, even when on my own," Pandemic continued explaining.&nbsp; When Jacqueline mentioned that she also wanted to try out the danger room, he said, "In that case, how bout we go check it out together?"<br><br>That was when Norman came bursting through the doors on his glider.&nbsp; Through the other entrance, Kenichi came into the cafeteria as well.<br><br>"Hi there.&nbsp; Norman... right?&nbsp; And... Kenichi?" Pandemic looked between the two new arrivals, sprouting out a long, thin arm to wave at them in greetings.&nbsp; "The more the merrier."<br><br>His attention briefly went over to the bottle of tabasco sauce on the table.<br><br>"Hey, is this stuff really that great?&nbsp; Everyone seems to want it," Pandemic tilted his... face... as he grabbed the tabasco sauce and examined the label.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wyatt</strong> on <strong>05-12-2022, 04:15:43</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/1046096199834419311/1048797087141199993/Carly_Foulkes_T_Mobiles_Alter_Ego_ad_campaign.png)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Kaley Jones-Murdock (Devils Nyght) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349128#msg16349128)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black and hot pink riding leathers and black knee high boots<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Morgan Stark, Open <br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><br><hr>Kaley nodded at Morgan’s comment about watching the team’s tech, knowing that the technology here, though she didn’t personally use or even understand most of it, would be incredibly dangerous in the wrong hands,<br><br><strong>“Your Dad did right by my parents, helped out whenever something went down in Hell Kitchen that required a rebuild and never took credit for it, but the cash flowed from little holding companies no one realized were owned three levels up by Stark Industries.&nbsp; You probably know that, but not many others do…I think your Pops liked being seen as a billionaire douchebag, made some people underestimate his reach and the breadth of his lesser-known allies,”</strong> Kaley told Morgan, the daughter of Daredevil being open about her admiration of Morgan’s Father.<br><br>When the kiss landed upon Morgan’s sumptuous lips, gawd how Kaley loved just looking at those full, soft lips, actually kissing them, even if by accident sent a thrill up and down her spine.<br><br>She listened to their options for lunch and watched the scene in the cafeteria on Morgan’s screen,<br><br><strong>“Uh, I’m on a symbiote cleanse at the moment, thanks, though chocolate, I can’t fault his, her, its taste.&nbsp; How about we order in from that bistro and you show me around one of the labs you do your science-y stuff in?&nbsp; That way we are still near the team, buuut, maybe avoid the crush in the cafeteria and have our own crush in the lab,”</strong> Kaley said, winking,<strong> “Hmm, that didn’t come out the way I meant it…or did it…and yes, that was teasing, because I totally mean it,”</strong> she grinned, making only one condition be that it could not be a biohazardous lab, and nothing that would want to bond with her other than Morgan herself.<br><br>As they headed wherever Morgan decided they would order in lunch, Kaley asked,<br><br><strong>"I assume your little gadget there is just hopping on the closed-circuit camera to show the cafeteria and stuff, I mean, it would be kind of pervy if you could check people out in any room you liked,"</strong> Kaley said, knowing she might well induce a bit more Morgan blushing and was all about that.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamo</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>05-12-2022, 04:51:12</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/665299663938650135/1007100826319339580/IMG_0010.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Dr. Morgan Stark (Aegis) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349099#msg16349099)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Aegis Suit<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Devil’s Nyght and Open. <br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><br>Morgan smiled at the girl as she stepped back from the kiss, while she touched where her lips had touched Kaley’s. ”My AI is constantly discussing things with the resident AI. I can view the public areas but places like bathrooms and living garters are off limits. Dad liked privacy quite a bit. The most the AI can do in those locations is sensory feeds, heart beats, BP and such and limited audio. It has a dumb circuit that relays queries to her. It’s like a smart house family without the direct AI listening in to you.&nbsp; It listens when you call out her name Friday and closes the connection when you finish your queries. &nbsp;Morgan shifted her holo display to the Greek Bistro’s website while opening the door dash app on her internal phone. <br><br>”I'm thinking the lamb tenderloin with a Greek salad and a side of Tadziki with their bread. We can check out my fabrication lab, I suddenly have a reason to update my cyber defenses on it and my internal networks. So, what do you want to try out?” Morgan asked as she let her look over the menu. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kuroneko</strong> on <strong>05-12-2022, 04:57:55</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgbox.com/MEGptC0X.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Jacqueline Gabrielle LeBeau – Roulette (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349352#msg16349352)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black Leather pants, Doc Martens, Ramones T-shirt <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> OPEN <br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><br><hr><br>Jac couldn’t argue with Pandemic’s assessment of his own abilities. He knew them best, after all. It certainly wasn’t her place to tell him how to use them, or improve them. “Sounds good t’ me,” she agreed. <br><br>Long before anyone else arrived in the cafeteria, Jacqueline’s sensitive hearing warned of an impending arrival. Though she’d only become acquainted with the sounds made by the Goblin’s glider and other accoutrements, the noises made by them were distinctive, and she’d committed them to memory. By the time metal clanged against the cafeteria door, she was whispering under her breath at her companion. “Head’s up. Company’s comin.’” <br><br>The Goblin’s arrival was dramatic, as Jac had come to expect from the man. But she didn’t rise to his quip. “It’s just breakfast, <em>homme</em>. No need t’ read any’tin’ into it,” Jac replied, continuing to eat as the sound of the twirling pumpkin bomb filled her ears. “You know I can absorb de energy o’ dat,” she added, unconcerned, as she took another bite. She was about to answer his second question when the sound of approaching footsteps heralded the arrival of another person. Thankfully, it was a face she knew. <br><br>The new man had a quick wit, something Jac had always liked about him. But there was one thing …<br><br>“I told you, it’s just Jac, <em>homme</em>,” she drawled, looking up at Kenichi where he stood across the table as one corner of her mouth drew up in a lopsided smile. "An' please do."<br><br>When the conversation turned back to tabasco, Jacqueline chuckled softly. “I just grabbed ‘de first “Sriracha woulda been better.” She titled her head for a moment. “Looks like de wonder twins are optin’ fer another kind o’ meal,” she observed wryly. “You see ‘em on yer way in, Harada?”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>05-12-2022, 06:22:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://pm1.narvii.com/6860/952df0bb6492d40ac84c8925d56ff8bac0fee568v2_00.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Norman Osborn II (The Red Goblin)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Red Goblin<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Ravager, Devils Nyght, Torrent, Roulette, Pandemic, War Bride, Mind Witch, Aegis, Magni, <br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><hr><br>So does everyone here know his secret identity?<br><br>Hell, screw it then. He takes off the helmet to reveal Norman Osborn II, the other cheeky young billionaire in the group apparently. The heir-apparent of Oscorp.<br><br>"<strong>It's a sad truth of Corporate-sponsered Kitchens. They tend to play it safe. Hot sauce is usually as risky as they get.</strong>" he grunts, straightening his hair.<br><br>"<strong>Believe me, I know. And don't call me Norman. Norman was my Grandfather, I might be Crazy but he was a Fucking Psycho.</strong>" he gives, not getting out of costume otherwise. There's more then a little disgust in his voice. Funny, he sure hates the guy a lot for a man who died before Norman II was born.<br><br>"<strong>As for the wonders of Corporate Cooking - imagine Corporate Soulless Pop Music in Food Form and you're about there. Get it?<br><br>As for absorbing some of my tricks - I don't doubt that for a second Jac. But that's not the only trick I have.</strong>"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cold Heritage</strong> on <strong>05-12-2022, 07:40:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/nHeZWaE.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Magni Thorsson<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> White tunic, white trousers, leather boots<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Ravager, Devils Nyght, Aegis, Roulette, Pandemic, War Bride, Mind Witch, Red Goblin, Torrent, Silver Samurai<br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><br><hr><br>Unaware of the compounded misunderstanding on Ravager's part, Magni continued to lift. But there was no need for the mutant to have doubts. The demigod lifted solemnly and seriously. Every motion was controlled and there was no sign of strain or the approach of failure as his curls passed from single figures into the double figures and above. <br><br>Magni's form as he did curls was not <em>exactly</em> perfect. There were ways it could be improved. He was indeed lifting the weights with his fingers, but equally, his thumbs, hands, arms, and shoulders! His feet were shoulder width apart and facing straight ahead. His back was straight and true. The demigod had ceased to play when others entered the training room. Both to reduce the risk to others if he were to lose control of one of the weights, and to, in some measure, avoid giving shame to the others. Magni knew well the sting of not having something another did and did not wish to engender it in others over his strength unending. But what did strength count for, in the end? It did not make one Worthy. Captain America had grasped Mjǫllnir and wielded the hammer true, and his strength of body was no grand thing. <br><br>The demigod's mind was like unto a mighty fortress with its gates barred and locked. He felt the mind of another force upon it, and he halted in his exercises to turn his gaze upon Mind Witch. Slowly, the demigod spoke, choosing his words with care. <strong>"I say thee, Mind Witch, hath thou a care. My trust in thee - in <em>all</em> Marvels, yea, e'en mine half-brother Modi - is as a seed newly sown, not yet hath it grown: neither roots nor trunk it hath. I do not easily grant thee access to mine self unguarded."</strong> He doubted his words would be well received, but he was ill at ease compromising the sanctity of his mind to anyone at this point in time, especially for the sake of 'fun.' There was not anything, really, of any particular value in his mind compared to that of anyone else's: it was not as though Magni were entrusted with the secrets of the Realm Eternal, nor that he had lived so long that his mind had grown labyrinthine and dangerous in its breadth as a long-lived immortal's would. His thoughts and memories were merely different. But they were his own, and no more did he wish to flaunt them than other parts of him that were intimate.<br><br>Though he might wish it were a secret, it was disclosed within Magni's file that he was susceptible to the Sin Unpardonable. It was too great a danger to keep a secret from all others. But if these people were to be more than strangers, Magni reflected, there had to be trust. If any of them were to be friends, boon companions, ones who would stand at his side still though even the whole of the Ten Realms . . . there had to be trust.<br><br>Slowly, painfully slowly, Magni lowered the defenses that made his mind proof against invasion and control. It caused him unease that was now palpable. Such was writ plain across his face and his mindscape. The weights in his hands began to feel as though they were many, many times heavier than they were within his hands, as if he carried in his hands a pair of great mountain ranges and not mere barbells. <br><br>And then, wrought from nothing more than the manipulation of his senses, the golden serpent. Alarm triggered, it played upon Magni's face and in the tension upon his shoulders. His eyes followed something that only he and the two mutant psychics could perceive. It was an especially fearsome creature of golden scales and sinuous coils that were great enough to wrap him and more within its grip. It brought to mind an avaricious World Serpent, and as the toxic smell of its venom appeared to strike his senses he was forced to think of what was his father's carved destiny Ragnarǫk. That dread cycle that held all of the Æsir in its cruel, inexorable grip. Destiny is all.<br><br><strong>"And what wouldst thou make of this, Mind Witch? 'Tis Ása-Þórr's carved destiny to fall, killed by serpent's breath, three steps after he hath slain Jǫrmungandr. Of mine own carved destiny, all that is known is though I striveth for Worthiness, but eternally shall it rest beyond mine grasp."</strong> It was a triumph of Magni's will that he remained as calm as he did under the circumstances. All about him coiled a foe to challenge his great and mighty father fully arrayed in his panoply of dwarf-wrought treasures, and every one of his divinely heightened senses was being tricked to tell him that it was a real, true thing he beheld. His logical mind knew that it was not so, and it warred with what his body told him was true. The impulse to fight, to strike out at the serpent, was powerful beyond all measure and sensibility. With every beat of his immortal heart, Magni felt the temptation to loose upon the auric creature the anger within him that threatened glory and ruin, to give himself over to that unknown Will that triumph might be assured even though it was forbidden by he who was the Way and the Wrath and the Wonder in heaven high and caverns deep.<br><br>It shamed Magni that, though he was confronted by mere illusion, trickery of the senses, it came to his mind at all. Was he being made sport of by the mutants?
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bowen</strong> on <strong>05-12-2022, 11:00:37</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://img.nickpic.host/CIA7A5.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> &nbsp;Myg Zheng [Ravager] (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349087#msg16349087)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Training uniform <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Torrent, Mind Witch, Magni, <br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><hr>Myg was always highly aware of his surroundings. When you weren’t bullet proof or any kind of proof really, you sort of needed to be in this business. Kenichi passed by; he waved back. At some point they would need to spar. He wondered if he let himself be called Ken or was he traditional and such familiarity frowned upon. His father had been trained by MI6 and a few other covert agencies. He had files on everyone here but the files didn’t have deep psyche profiles because most of them were young adults and still in mental flux.<br><br>Turning back to Megan he nodded at the yellow spandex comment. The illusion was pretty neat in that she was capable of it, he still needed to work on that sort of thing. He looked ridiculous like that and snorted. “Yeah, I think that he was making fun of one of Wolverine’s outfits and seeing if he could rattle me. I’d look horrible like that.” Their parents were always doing that sort of thing, consciously or unconsciously testing them, each in their own way. <br><br>Myg was about to explain why the danger room when he caught onto what Megan was doing. “I have no real ability to do that sort of thing.” Well, he could sense everyone around them, just because you were invisible didn’t mean you weren’t thinking and a group link still took him a second to achieve. He did watch Megan go about it though, everything was a learning opportunity. He wondered if he could from a link with Megan and share his mental strength with hers. It was an idea. She was messing with Magni and playing with some big mythical motifs. Thanks to Magni, Modi and Malfactor…what was it with this generation of Asgardians and their nom de guerre…ok Magni and Modi were their actual names to be fair. Vincent Von Doom was just a jerk. “Yeah think of it as a warm up.” <br><br>Thanks to the three Asgardians, Myg had read all of those Eddas and Sagas of Voslungs and Icelanders to get a hold on what they baggage they brought to the table. Its easy to see the muscles and magic but that came with the price of someone wanting to have them or being mad at their parents and wanting to get even through their children. Waiting to see what kind of reaction Magni had only taken a second and he went full on Shakespear. That was pretty cool really. Listening to the seriousness in his voice along with what Magni actually said Myg felt he had to explain. “We’re just messing with you Magni.” Myg stated. “It’s a form of acceptance to build that trust you’re talking about. . We all …jest with each other and it breaks the metaphorical ice.” <br><br>The reaction the big guy had went beyond sporting fun. His father had told him that when you worked with strangers and they didn’t mock or mess with you a little, it meant they were never actually comfortable around you. They would just be professional, do their mission and then go to a bar without you. Seeing what was going on in Magni’s eyes and the little micro expressions on his face Myg shook his head. <br><br>“I actually have a very different take on your father and Jörmungandr.” he stated. “Captain America once told me that Thor already faced the Midgard Serpent and fell over nearly dead. He didn’t die because Hela wanted him to live in agony as his poison liquified his bones and organs. Eventually someone healed Thor and things carried on without Ragnarok happening. Then again, somebody messed with time, Jörmungandr returned and the count down was back on. Captain America remembers this because he was there with Thor. Most people don’t.”<br><br>“The point I’m trying to make Magni is that I have some difficulty with the absoluteness of the Norns or any of trilogy of sisters dispensing fate and destiny. They always talk in riddles; they never give you what you need to know and most of the time you only see what they were saying after the fact…like you could piece the puzzle that way if you had to see it from a certain point of view. Thiers.” <br><br>“Do I think that Thor will meet Jörmungandr again…sure, its a big cross roads. The one problem with the Norns is that they don’t talk about people like me or Megan. Do you think an end of the world battle is going to happen and we are just going to stand back and watch munching on popcorn?” Many of the next generation had powers and abilities that rivaled their parents now. Who knew what they could learn in a few years or a decade? Modi could heal, he just wasn’t seeing him watch his father die if he knew what was coming up. He was going to get into the idea that according to all that mythology, Magni and Modi were full brothers by the giantess Jarnsaxa, but that felt like quibbling. <br><br>“And another thing. Who said you aren’t worthy?’ he asked. It was like the Norns were bullying the big guy and it just didn’t sit well with him. “No one can bestow things like honour and dignity or rip them away from you. That is all up to you. The hammer is Thor’s. He needs it in the final battle, so it makes sense that it stays with him until he’s done with it.” 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyrical</strong> on <strong>06-12-2022, 00:36:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/HWrcTrO.jpg)</div><br><strong>Character Name:</strong> Megan Frost-Summers (<strong>Mind Witch</strong>) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349257#msg16349257)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> GeNext Uniform <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Magni | Myg | OPEN<br><strong>Warnings: </strong> None<br><br><hr>Smiling as the godling dropped his mental defenses and allowed the scene to play out, Megan walked forward and then stepped up on a weight bench. The vision in their minds would notice that she also stepped off the bench in several different directions only to fade from sight completely.<br><br>Magni had gone on to talk of worthiness and serpent's breath and that's when she realized that she had inadvertently struck a nerve. If when his defenses were down she had gone exploring his mind she may have saw this coming... but she had not done so. Instead she discovered her error as his prose revealed it. Did she formulate this illusion with intent? There are some that knew her mother well enough to do know that she most likely would have... That stigma often haunted Megan. <br><br>Myg explained to Magni that they were just messing with him and breaking the ice. Megan nodded her agreement and mentally thanked Myg for pointing it out. Mentally she projected the image of the gold tights in his head this time but with a big flapping gold cape to go with it. In those thoughts, very separate from everything else going on, she giggled a little and sent the message to Myg that she approved of this golden outfit.<br><br>Myg spoke to Magni more and shared his thoughts on some of what he knew about Magni and the Norns and all the other Norse mythology that Megan feigned to not understand.<br><br>With all the trauma of the situation laid bare, Megan let the illusions fall. She was not the ice princess that many believed her to be and emotionally traumatizing a teammate was not part of her game plan. The serpent turned to motes of golden dust. Through the sparkles that drifted to the ground all around, Megan reemerged as one solid non-illusion walking up to Magni. It would appear in the moment like an apparition coming from the dazzling fog of sparkles until she solidified before Magni as real as her tiny form could appear next to a god.<br><br>Tentatively she reached out a hand to touch the enormous man with care, attempting to place her hand somewhere that he would allow, aiming for his chest and heart but would gladly settle on just the edge of his hulking forearm. A touch to ground the situation back into reality.<br><br><strong>"This is not jest or mockery. It was not my desire to cause you pain or trauma."</strong> She looked up into his eyes and did not need her mental gifts to see the vulnerability etched onto his features. <strong>"Friends... A training game. I cannot match you in strength or physical prowess so I conjured a vision that only you can wrestle with - one projected into your mind so great and fearsome that it can only be defeated when I dispel it. Which would have been when I believed that you had truly challenged yourself. No weight in this gym will ever challenge you and no being will ever match you in strength. Your greatest foe will always be your own self doubt. If you ever feel that you want to do this again, but maybe when you're more well prepared for it, we can give this another try."</strong> She let her hand fall down by her side but continued looking up at him for another moment. <strong>"I promise that I will never hurt you in anyway."</strong><br><br>Through telepathy she said to Myg only, <strong>"If he crushes me, tell my mom that I borrowed her Jimmy Choo stilettos and spilled wine on them. Tell my dad that I love him. And also, you can have my comic book collection if you promise to delete my browser history."</strong><br><br><br><br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cold Heritage</strong> on <strong>06-12-2022, 06:10:41</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/nHeZWaE.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Magni Thorsson<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> White tunic, white trousers, leather boots<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Ravager, Devils Nyght, Aegis, Roulette, Pandemic, War Bride, Mind Witch, Red Goblin, Torrent, Silver Samurai<br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><br><hr><br>As Ravager spoke, the coin-scaled serpent's open jaw loomed over Magni. It was a thing of the mind only, but as the toxic venom dripped down and splashed upon Magni's face, neck, and chest, it felt so very, very real. His body trembled as the toxic venom seemed to burn him. <br><br><strong>"Time is a flat circle. All that was shall be again."</strong> Magni said in a faraway voice. <strong>"Ragnarǫk hath been fought, and shall be fought, again and again, o'er an' o'er."</strong> Those within his mind could see another Magni (http://) - one who was the image of Þórr, with fierce red hair, born of the loins of the Enchantress. The vision was fleeting and Magni was not aware that he conjured it to mind. <br><br><strong>"Most know not their fates, yet it hath been carved ne'ertheless. The measure layeth in the manner by which we face the end."</strong> Magni said as the serpent dissolved into golden motes. The weight he felt lessened until it was normal. He shook his head slowly, closing his eyes, and brought his mental defenses back into place. The mighty fortress of his mind was no longer open, no more were its gates unbarred and unguarded. <br><br><strong>"Mine hand hath grasped Eitri's great work, and for all mine strength I couldst no more lift it than thou couldst lift the horizon."</strong> The demigod said softly after Ravager spoke of Worthiness. <strong>"Mistake me not, teammate Ravager: I shall cease in my efforts to be Worthy, though it hath been denied me by the carvings of the Nornir. I comprehendeth that it is no prize that canst be bestowed 'pon me by another."</strong> He gave a shrug. <strong>"Mayhaps thou art correct, and there be more to mine carved destiny than standst revealed. It is enough that I strive with all that I am."</strong><br><br>Mind Witch's hand came rest where she chose to place it. Magni looked at the blonde mutant and he nodded as she spoke. <strong>"I mark well thine words, Mind Witch."</strong> He paused and returned the weights to their place, emptying his hands of them. His lips pursed and he tried to choose the best words. <strong>"An' now I mark well thine intent. I hath observed such as thou and Ravager describest among the warriors of the Realm Eternal."</strong> From the rank and file warriors to the Warriors Three, there was the banter between companions. Even Hogun the Grim took part in such things in his own fashion. <strong>"I wouldst not count myself included in such things, yet thou hast made me so. Anon mayest thou conjure thy worst and I shalt contend with them. In another place . . . one made of sterner stuff."</strong> In the demigod's imaginings, he figured this sort of thing would take longer to happen, when a certain level of familiarity and comfort was established. Perhaps he simply lacked the empathy and socialization to grasp it. This realm was still so very new to him and its ways he knew poorly.<br><br>There was a beat.<br><br><strong>"Tell me, an' truly: doth thou and all men and women of Miðgarðr bend the knee to the Burger King and the Dairy Queen? I hath been told that it is so . . . but I hath mine doubts."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bowen</strong> on <strong>06-12-2022, 17:21:49</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://img.nickpic.host/CIA7A5.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> &nbsp;Myg Zheng [Ravager] (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349087#msg16349087)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Training uniform <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Torrent, Mind Witch, Magni, <br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><hr>Although he was a telepath, Myg tried to stay out of his teammate’s minds. It was a powerful ability but he respected the privacy of others during day-to-day life. Now if one of them was looking or behaving crazy, that was different. He was open to Megan though and had the ghost of the whisper she felt about the stigma she faced. He could try to reassure her mentally but that would mean he would have to actually start reading her mind instead of just skimming the surface, so he just lightly nudged her with his shoulder. <br><br>They all may resemble their parents on a number of levels, but they were not cardboard cut-outs. Megan was her own person.<br><br>He listened as Megan explained herself to the demigod. She had good words. And then he felt the mental touch that was only her. There was a lot to parse there. He came back with. “<em>I’m not going to let him crush you…although there will be a lot of running in our near future as we try to apologize. Also, I’m now intrigued about both the comic book collection and browser history…but done.</em>” He had no idea how he was possibly going to handle an enraged demigod, Magni may be as big as the Hulk but he wasn’t stupid. He would have to go with the flow if that happened.<br><br>He never had comic books growing up, just manuals from various espionage agencies and special forces. He watched as Magni stoically endured the illusory venom. Catching the mental image of Magni born of Amora he left that alone. It would make him full brothers with Magni, which would mean they would have grown up together. Myg didn’t want to speculate on something that was just a fleeting thought. <br><br>He considered Magni’s take on Ragnarök. “I find that interesting. I understand the cyclical nature of time and things repeating themselves. And yet, it never exactly the same for each iteration…although, the dour Norns only have one prophesy to cover them all.” More and more these prophetesses were beginning to annoy him. If he met the Norns, the Parcae or the Moirai, they were totally going to get a piece of his mind. <br><br>He nodded to Magni’s statement about how you faced your end. He could get behind that. Megan deflected with humour. He wondered about his own reaction. “You can just call me Myg when we aren't on mission.” he states. “You know, those gloomy sisters are big on telling people when they are going to die and who is going to try to kill them. They are big on telling you what you can’t do…not so much on telling you what is possible.” Myg points out. “So in all of creation, you can’t lift one thing and that is what they pick to comment on. Why not ask Mr. Etri there to make you something for you? I’m sure it would involve some great quest to be worthy of it and hey, I’m pretty sure we would come along.” he offers nudging Megan again.<br><br>Who wouldn’t want to visit Asgard? <br><br>Myg can only shrug about the whole buddy banter thing. “Too late. You’re in.” He snickered at the question about the Dairy Queen and the Burger King. “Well, if obesity rates are anything to go by, then yes there is a lot of obeisance paid to those two…but no, they are names of food chains, they aren’t actual nobility or royalty in any sense of the word. Someone was jesting with you about that.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyrical</strong> on <strong>06-12-2022, 23:37:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/HWrcTrO.jpg)</div><br><strong>Character Name:</strong> Megan Frost-Summers (<strong>Mind Witch</strong>) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349257#msg16349257)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> GeNext Uniform <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Magni | Myg | OPEN<br><strong>Warnings: </strong> None<br><br><hr>There was a lot more talk of destiny and the end of days, but Megan wasn't as well versed on this topic as the two boys next to her. What she did know though was a vision from her mother about an apocalyptic set of possible futures as seen through the eyes of others. Ones where the mutant race lost out, the world ended, in others the Phoenix obliterated all life, in yet another only machines rules and united with a great mechanical entity. She had seen those probabilities lived out repeatedly and knew that every horrible possibility lay in wait. But it wasn't today.<br><br>Myg had agreed to cover up her browser history tracks and was fascinated by the comic book collection. <br><br>Thinking and communicating only telepathically with Myg she responded, <strong>"Get your mind out of the gutter about my browser history... I just don't want my mother know where I spend all her money. If she saw my Primark account history going back to through high school she'd bring me back to life just to murder me again."</strong> The voice in Myg's head from Megan was flat and emotionless when she spoke to him.<strong> "The comics on the other hand are pure Hentai. Hope you like tentacles. I do."</strong> Again, she didn't flinch or affect any emotional tone in her delivery. <strong>"I'll loan you a few but the pages better not come back sticky."</strong> Was she serious or just toying with him?<br><br>Megan stepped back as the boys talked more Norse mythology and shrugged her shoulders not really getting the conversation at it's height. Instead she planted her backside on a bench, leaning back casually to stick out her arms and rest on her palms. The effect stuck her breasts out a little more, the tops of them straining and threatening to escape of the edge of her top. Slipping one leg over the other, she crossed them slowly and smiled back and forth between these interesting individuals. Was she aware of the way she sat? Maybe. Given her mother's proclivities to accentuating dress and tantalizingly extra behavior, it might be reasonable to assume the former was true.<br><br><strong>"All this talk of burgers and ice cream is making me hungry for some real food."</strong> Megan said. <strong>"And you know what Myg said is true. We'll help in anyway that's needed. That's what we are all here for. You should both know this though, I only go places where there is indoor plumbing... So before anyone makes travel plans. Just keep that in mind, okay?</strong>" Her ice blue eyes looked back and forth between Myg and Magni. <strong>"Does anyone want to go watch the ceremonies for today's festivities online? I think the President or something is probably going to give a speech and I think there's a free concert after.. We can watch it in my room. I see stacks of snacks in our future.. at least until they need us for something."</strong><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Armphid</strong> on <strong>07-12-2022, 00:40:12</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://pbs.twimg.com/media/FOZwdFoXMAMj9Mr?format=jpg&amp;name=large)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Harada Ichiki Kenichi – The Silver Samurai (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16352545#msg16352545)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City - Walking from the grounds, past the training room, to the cafeteria<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> grey tank top, black workout pants, sneakers, carrying a bokken (currently resting on the table)<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> OPEN <br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><br><hr><br>Kenichi inclined his head in thanks to the symbiote's invitation.&nbsp; He was not entirely sure how it was able to speak without a respiratory system.&nbsp; Or do most other things.&nbsp; His Japanese heritage and upbringing twinged in him at the entity using his given name like that.&nbsp; They were not that close, after all.&nbsp; But he had also been raised in America and Krakoa, and so it was merely a twinge.&nbsp; "Thank you."&nbsp; As he sat, he looked to Jac and inclined his head again, "Of course, Miss LeBeau, as you say."&nbsp; The corners of his mouth were turned up in a hint of a smile, which he was sure that she would catch.<br><br>"And what then should we call you, Mr. Goblin?"&nbsp; Since he didn't want to be called Norman.&nbsp; Kenichi recognized the face as one he had seen before in the media somewhere.&nbsp; A business man of some standing in America, though he did not believe the company had much of an international presence.&nbsp; Perhaps he should took into if it did or not.&nbsp; "I think the kitchens may surprise you.&nbsp; Those behind this place never do anything by half measures, after all, and we are not here to be company employees eating the scraps offered by betters but as a band of heroic warrior."&nbsp; He then chuckled, "What an obnoxious thing to say, now that I hear it out loud."&nbsp; <br><br>He then again looked to the pretty trouble at the table.&nbsp; "I did not see the Thor brothers, but I did see Dr. Stark and Miss Murdock-Jones in the hallway," he gestured towards the entrance he came in.&nbsp; "They were speaking closely as I passed but I made no attempt to overhear.&nbsp; You may be right, though I had gathered that we were meant to stay together for some...event later today?&nbsp; &nbsp;Or am I mistaken?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wyatt</strong> on <strong>07-12-2022, 01:14:59</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/1046096199834419311/1048797087141199993/Carly_Foulkes_T_Mobiles_Alter_Ego_ad_campaign.png)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Kaley Jones-Murdock (Devils Nyght) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349128#msg16349128)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black and hot pink riding leathers and black knee high boots<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Morgan Stark, Open <br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><br><hr><strong>“Shawarma beef and lamb sandwich, oooh, sweet potato fries, I don’t know if they are Greek, but they are on the menu, um, yeah, lots of bread, Tzatziki for me too, and baklava for dessert, I like my yummies sweet and sticky,”</strong> she ordered playfully, avoiding anything with the word salad in it as promised.<br><br>Kaley listens as Morgan describes the reach and limits of her tech within the building and more than once realizes that she has her own sensor array of the biological variety,<br><br><strong>“I can hear heartbeats, can’t quite take blood pressures completely, but I can get pretty close.&nbsp; I’m still finding my way around, so give me general directions and let’s see what my sonar can do to guide us the rest of the way…it is a little less acute when the lights are on, but unlike my Dad I can add it to visual data and create an overlay map of sorts, things seen and unseen.&nbsp; Yeah, my brain is pretty much a computer working on its own algorithm, scary thing that,”</strong> she grinned and went along, using Morgan’s directions and her advanced senses to get them to the lab, trying not to set off any inadvertent alarms in the process.<br><br><strong>“So…no current significant or even moderately important other?&nbsp; Just asking for a friend,”</strong> she grinned and playfully flirted, in some ways Morgan seeming an untouchable beauty and creature, and yet there she was arm in arm with her, so definitely touching in the literal senses.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cold Heritage</strong> on <strong>07-12-2022, 01:28:41</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/nHeZWaE.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Magni Thorsson<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> White tunic, white trousers, leather boots<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Ravager, Devils Nyght, Aegis, Roulette, Pandemic, War Bride, Mind Witch, Red Goblin, Torrent, Silver Samurai<br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><br><hr><br>Magni nodded as Ravager explained about the true nature of Burger King and Dairy Queen. It was in some ways a disappointment and there was little solace in the vindication of his doubts. The demigod remained ignorant of the mental exchange the two shared and the proclivities that Mind Witch revealed to Ravager. <br><br>He let the comment of asking the dwarf to fashion a weapon for him alone. It was not that he desired a weapon for its own sake. There was much more to it than to possess an enchanted uru weapon. But Magni was not sure how he could put it into words. To be Worthy meant more than power. It spoke to a greatness of character and a purity of heart and soul. There was a legend and legacy to Mjǫllnir, and it need not end when the hammer passed from the hand of its current master. The new world that would come after the Twilight of the Gods would have need of it, and one to wield it. <br><br><strong>"Afore any plans art made, I wouldst know what Torrent hath to say. Mayhaps there be a quest to be undertaken. Thou goest as thou wilt."</strong> Magni answered to Mind Witch's invitation for a change of scenery and activity. He was not about to stop either if they chose to go off and do whatever they might decide to get up to.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>07-12-2022, 02:51:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/665299663938650135/1007100826319339580/IMG_0010.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Dr. Morgan Stark (Aegis) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349099#msg16349099)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Aegis Suit<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Devil’s Nyght and Open. <br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><br>”Fair enough, I got the order in and will have a dron collect the order.” Morgan said as she lead the way towards her fabrication lab. She stepped in, let the biometrics systems scan her ”Morgan Stark plus one guest. &nbsp;She said as a laser played over her face and she pulled her glove off and placed it on a hand panel.&nbsp; The door opened with a pressurized hiss. Morgan gesture for Kaley to head on in with a bow and flourish of her hand. <br><br>”So here is the fabrication lab.” Morgan said as she stepped onto a platform and literally stepped out of the suit by phasing out of phase and then stepped off the platform as she phased back into normal density. ”So, the fabrication unit will link with the suit systems and update the system.” She said as a variety of cables slid out and slipped into the suit access points. <br><br>A pointed probe the length of her forearm slid over to her. ”Okay this part is a bit squicky. My internal network needs updating both of security system and power management systems.” Morgan said as she took the probe and stuck it in her arm, piercing it and slipping it into her arm till it clicked audibly in place and her arm lit up. <br><br>“I was born with the dormant Extremis gene package. Dad cured mom of her active Extremis genes and I inherited them. So as I worked in genetics at MIT I used the complex to create a biorganic computer network and a quintet of micro arc reactors. The power plants for the suit. “ She gestured to the suit. <br><br><em>Indeed Ms Jones-Murdock. Dr. Stark created the Extremis 2.0 with the idea of updating the human genome. She decided to undergo long term testing before submitting human trials.” </em> Her AI appeared as a holographic anime girl. <br><br>”Kaley, meet my in system AI. She’s how I can hack things wirelessly.” Morgan said with a blush at the Holo of a girl in a fuku. ”I designed her avatar when I was 12 and she refuses to update her look.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wyatt</strong> on <strong>07-12-2022, 05:34:36</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/1046096199834419311/1048797087141199993/Carly_Foulkes_T_Mobiles_Alter_Ego_ad_campaign.png)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Kaley Jones-Murdock (Devils Nyght) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349128#msg16349128)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black and hot pink riding leathers and black knee high boots<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Morgan Stark, Open <br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><br><hr>Kaley is all eyes and very sensitive ears when they enter the lab.&nbsp; She may not be a scientist or math genius, but it doesn’t mean things and places like this don’t utterly fascinate her, which Morgan can easily see despite Kaley’s satiric tongue,<br><br><strong>“See, different worlds, you say fabrication and it means making the most incredible things, I say fabrication and it means I am accusing someone of lying in court, well, moot court anyway since I am still in school,”</strong> she quips and watches Morgan to make sure that she doesn’t get too close to anything she might break or interfere with as she looks around.<br><br><strong>“I’m kind of into squicky, don’t tell the goopy guy though,”</strong> she replies and actually comes closer as Morgan steps out of, well, more like through her armored suit and then inserts the probe right through her flesh, <strong>“I mean, I guess no Blu-tooth, huh, but also yikes, and pretty damn cool at the same time.&nbsp; I don’t know about your internal network, but I can assure you Ma’am that your external presentation needs nothing but my eyes drinking you in,”</strong> she tells Morgan and waggles her eyebrows playfully as she blushes herself.<br><br><strong>“Huh, so your Dad inactivated the genes from expressing and making the Extremis proteins, makes sense, like genius level sense, most DNA that integrates is there forever, even cold viruses.&nbsp; Yeah, I whizzed through college bio, it’s a no math science,”</strong> she winked, having had quite good grades in school, just not in the math heavy sciences or hardcore arts.<br><br>While Kaley is usually unflappable the sudden appearance and speaking of Morgan’s AI causes her to blink twice and take a few steps back,<br><br><strong>“Um, sure, yeah, okay.&nbsp; I’m not a fan of genomic messing around, history shows that rarely ends well or being used in the right way, but it takes guts to be your own test subject…though isn’t that how Goblins family went nutso? Still, I drew lucky from the deep end of the gene pool for the most part, so who am I to judge, right?”</strong> Kaley finishes with a shrug, trying not to let the gene rearranging stuff bother her as much as it probably does.<br><br>Trying to adjust to the image and presence of the avatar and its outfit and image, Kaley unzips the jacket of her riding gear and slips out of it the old fashioned way, revealing a plain white, form fitting tank top beneath,<br><br><strong>“Well, some looks are just timeless, right?”</strong> she replies to Morgan’s concern about the unevolved look of her avatar, as well as her own partly unsuited self, <strong>“Does your…do you have a name?”</strong> she asks the AI being.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>07-12-2022, 06:32:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/665299663938650135/1007100826319339580/IMG_0010.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Dr. Morgan Stark (Aegis) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349099#msg16349099)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing</strong> Aegis Suit<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Devil’s Nyght and Open. <br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><hr><br>“Yeah I had this stuff in my genome amped a saw how it could be properly utilized. I ran it by Hank Pym and both Dr Richards. Sue is a genius in biochemistry.” Morgan said carefully. ”It breeds true so my kids are stuck with it. &nbsp;She smiled at Kaley, enjoying her flirting as she took her jacket off and showed her physique in the tank top. <br><br>”She’s a bit slow in establishing her identity. Took her a year to decide on Gender.” Morgan chuckled as she looked at the anime girl. <em>Well I prefer to take my time shaping my life and making decisions like that.</em> The AI said primly while Morgan mouthed “She’s indecisive.” Behind her back. <br><br>Then a small rotor drone dropped in as a pair of arms brought out a pair of vanilla shakes. Morgan gives a smile as she opens it’s bay and pulled the styrofoam boxes out. ”Well lunch is here.” she said as she set out the meal on a workbench. <br><br>She stopped to pull the probe out her arm and the wound heals shut as she cleaned the probe off and tossed it on another bench. In moments it was gone and the scar bubbled away. She flexed her hand to ensure it was not creating any problems. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bowen</strong> on <strong>07-12-2022, 11:23:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://img.nickpic.host/CIA7A5.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> &nbsp;Myg Zheng [Ravager] (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349087#msg16349087)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Training uniform <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Torrent, Mind Witch, Magni, <br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><hr>There was some mental surprise there. “<em>My mind was nowhere near a gutter. I just wanted to know what, even in death, you didn’t think your mother could handle</em>.” It was easy to imagine Megan in different outfits which was a rabbit hole he did not intend on going down but here he was. <br><br>It was becoming more difficult not to notice her current outfit a bit more or how attractive she is. The tentacles comment brought out the inner sarcasm. “<em>Oh? Tentacles really? Mom’s avatar is a butterfly, mine’s a dragon…I’m guessing yours is an octopus?</em>” He did mentally step back for a moment. “<em>Ewww, I would never return…. I mean…never mind..</em>” Thanks to his complexion it was more difficult to see the mild blush. <br><br>Magni looked like he was wrestling with something he had been contending with for a long time. A few choice words from someone he had just met weren’t going to change that. The big guy didn’t seem too keen on getting his own weapon forged by the master weaponsmith. It was too bad really. Such quests weren’t about getting a magic item of mass destruction usually, they tended to reveal your inner character beyond the shadow of a doubt. Sure, Magni could have gotten some magic spear with the haft made from a branch of Yggdrasil and a head of Uru but Myg was pretty sure the prize would have been to discover that he was a guardian of humanity and Asgardians as well as a mighty warrior. <br><br>That and it would have been pretty cool to see Asgard with Megan. The thought had him looking over to her where she sat and his eyes nearly bugged out as she slowly crossed one leg over the other. It would be nice to be warned when a beautiful girl took on a provocative pose like that. “Indoor plumbing…right.” Now he had to go ask Modi if Asgard still had outhouses or had moved into the modern age on that front. <br><br>“Yeah, I’ll watch the ceremonies with you.” he agreed. Torrent was around, if she wanted them for some mission or anything special she would let them know. "Good talk Magni. I'm looking forward to more chats with you."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wyatt</strong> on <strong>07-12-2022, 18:08:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/1046096199834419311/1048797087141199993/Carly_Foulkes_T_Mobiles_Alter_Ego_ad_campaign.png)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Kaley Jones-Murdock (Devils Nyght) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349128#msg16349128)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black and hot pink riding leathers and black knee high boots<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Morgan Stark, Open <br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><hr>Kaley smiled at the AI and its answer, while catching Morgan’s mouthed comment too,<br><br><strong>“Fair, you aren’t very old even by human standards and likely have a near infinite lifespan I suppose, infinite compared to our own at the very least, maybe you should think about a nickname first, something not permanent and worth trying out, and if it doesn’t fit, no biggie, right?”</strong> Kaley asked, trying to give the unique being more options and ways to think of things.<br><br>She looked around for the best spot for lunch as it arrived and a tabletop desk sort of thing seemed to be most fitting and headed that way, but not before offering her hand to Morgan to hold for the very short walk over there,<br><br><strong>“You know, if you keep healing that fast I won’t be needed to kiss your boo-boo’s, hmmm, maybe I will have to find other places in dire need of kissing instead?”</strong> she smiled coyly and still pressed her lips to Morgan’s arm where the flesh had self-healed over the port she had used to log into the system.<br><br>Taking a seat once they reached the table, and leaving loose Morgan’s hand, Kaley set about checking the different items received and divided them up between the two based on their orders, with all of the delicious breads and things to spread on or dip them in at the center,<br><br><strong>“So, was the kids thing an off the cuff remark, or do you really want to be a Mom some day?&nbsp; I’ve thought about it, and there is this nagging fear that what if my funky genes cause problems, like birth defects or supervillainy, or worse, they become Mets and Jets fans, ewww…I was enough of&nbsp; pain in the ass to my parents just being, well, in fairness, being a lot like my Mom, so she can’t really complain, but my poor Dad, now he has two of us to deal with,”</strong> she joked, but there were some serious concerns behind her joking, a trait Morgan would likely pick up on in time, Kaley using humor to hide difficult or painful things.<br><br><strong>“Also, if you are serious about being Mama Morgan, any, ahem, gene donors you might have in mind?”</strong> she asked as they started eating, knowing well that Morgan was primarily attracted to women, one in particular at the moment, but also that the Dr in Dr Stark likely had a clinical alternative to the more natural way of answering that question.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>07-12-2022, 18:47:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/665299663938650135/1007100826319339580/IMG_0010.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Dr. Morgan Stark (Aegis) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349099#msg16349099)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing</strong> Aegis Suit<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Devil’s Nyght and Open. <br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><hr><br>“Well I don’t know about the selection of teams is genetic or not.” Morgan said with a sheepish grin. Still a bit turned on by the kiss to her injury. Healed or not. She liked the display of affection, but wasn’t sure how to respond. Morgan was very attracted to her, but she was a little on the bashful side, whereas Kaley was very flirty and sociable.<br><br><em>God, you’re so sexy and pretty. I don’t know how to start flirting with you. </em> Morgan thought as she rubbed her fingers over where the woman had kissed her ‘boo boo’ away. ”So what’s it like being Jessica Jone’s kid? The premiere hero of Hell’s Kitchen and all that.” Morgan said dodging the question of having kids. Which, of course, she did want. Taking a bit of flat bread and dipping it in the taztziki. She took a big dollop and put it in her mouth, closing her eyes and moaning in bliss. ”Eunice makes the best dips out there.” She said as she wiped a bit that had slipped out of her mouth. <br><br>”And to answer your question, yes I do want a kid. She’d be the regular two arms two legs and all the other parts sort of girl. Well except for not having a dad. I’d do her up in the lab, the invitro implant her in me. From there on it would be all up to nature. Nine months later, a little bundle of joy. No sleeping the whole night, burping her and all the rest of the maternal bits. “ Morgan confessed when the mamahood question came up a second time. <br><br>”Simply genetically screened for any DNA quirks that might be dangerous her health. Mom wants three kids, that was what she had planned out with dad. Of course with the quirks I picked up in the Quantum Realm, going au natural would be crazy. ” She imagined what sort of kid she’d have if Kaley got serious with her. Definitely a pretty girl, brunette with blue eyes unless her mom’s red hair popped up. She had time though, she hadn’t planned on doing such a thing till her late 20’s at the earliest. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyrical</strong> on <strong>07-12-2022, 22:43:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/HWrcTrO.jpg)</div><br><strong>Character Name:</strong> Megan Frost-Summers (<strong>Mind Witch</strong>) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349257#msg16349257)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> GeNext Uniform <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Magni | Myg | OPEN<br><strong>Warnings: </strong> None<br><br><hr>The lips on Megan's face formed a straight line because the big guy seemed hesitant to leave until he had a chance to speak to Torrent. Her slim exposed tan shoulders shrugged nonchalantly before uncrossing her legs with an equal amount of grace to the moment that she had folded them one over the other. Her thighs slid apart, the dark material gliding like silk and clinging hungrily to the shape of her lean toned legs. She leaned forward into an upright position in one graceful motion as she stood up, ran a hand over her torso to smooth out the wrinkles in the fabric of her uniforms top, giving it a gently tug just below her left breast to pull at it and even the one side with the other. <br><br>Megan turned to Myg, <strong>"I guess it's just us for now."</strong> Her head swiveled back to Magni. <strong>"I'm staying in the dorms. I'm sure you can find me if you change your mind."</strong> Then taking a few step towards Myg she walked past to lead the way. <br><br>Speaking to Myg, <strong>"Want to stop by the cafeteria to pick up some food? I got snacks in my mini fridge but nothing substantial."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wyatt</strong> on <strong>10-12-2022, 20:26:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/1046096199834419311/1048797087141199993/Carly_Foulkes_T_Mobiles_Alter_Ego_ad_campaign.png)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Kaley Jones-Murdock (Devils Nyght) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349128#msg16349128)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black and hot pink riding leathers and black knee high boots<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Morgan Stark, Open <br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><hr>Morgan’s softly rubbing her fingers over the spot Kaley had kissed and then asking about Kaley’s Mom had her wondering which was Morgan switching subjects on, the kiss or the kids question, but it was a worthy question and Kaley was a fangirl of a sort of her Mom’s, so easily answered,<br><br><strong>“My Mom is fucking amazing, I’d say pardon the French, but pretty sure that word isn’t French, even though they do plenty of it.&nbsp; She is feminist without ever having that label attached to her, in fact she would punch anyone who called her that…in fairness, she would punch a lot of people for a lot of reasons.&nbsp; What better role model could a girl have growing up than a woman hero who refuses to wear a mask, take a superhero name, gawd she hates to be called Power-Woman, and Dad isn’t thrilled with it since, you know, even with him and Luke getting along, you don’t want your girlfriend and eventually your wife having her ex’s supe name being called out every time people see her.&nbsp; She is unapologetically her, I think that’s the best any of us can be, and she actually does apologize when it’s the right thing to do…usually after punching you,”</strong> Kaley explained, laughing at times, especially at the end of her answer, knowing she had inherited something from each of her parents beyond metahuman genes, and also that they encouraged and insisted that Kaley still be herself.<br><br><strong>“Devil’s Nyght, homage to Dad and with a bit of chaos all my own since devil’s night is a chaotic night to say the least.&nbsp; I threw in the ‘Y’ because, well, I thought it was kind of hot at the time,”</strong> she admits, blushing at her reason for spelling her own supe name that way and how silly it seemed in retrospect.<br><br>She reached over with a fingertip and scooped up a bit of tzatziki that Morgan’s napkin missed, and pondered it for a moment before popping it into her own mouth and suckling it clean with a teasing, “Mmm, tasty, the tzatziki too.”<br><br>Then Morgan was explaining her wishes to be a Mom and just how she would go about that, with Kaley keeping quiet for a bit by eating as Morgan explained her plan, the mix of science and normality that she saw her life becoming some day, and she realized then that having a baby and kids was easier for Morgan to chat about than being kissed, which was cute as fuck in its own way.<br><br><strong>“So, what you are saying is I still have a chance to be your Baby-Momma-Daddy then?”</strong> Kaley asked teasingly, adding her own bit of chaos to Morgan’s thoughts of a normal child or children and all of the inevitable chaos they bring into anyone’s life, <strong>“Very cool, you will make a great Mom, just like your own, Morgan,”</strong> Kaley didn’t push her playful flirting any farther, or soon Morgan would pass out from blushing so much, not that Kaley lacked any rosiness on her own cheeks.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>10-12-2022, 21:13:57</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/665299663938650135/1007100826319339580/IMG_0010.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Dr. Morgan Stark (Aegis) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349099#msg16349099)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing</strong> Aegis Suit<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Devil’s Nyght and Open. <br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><hr><br>”Well not anytime soon. I just have plans if Mr Right turns out to be a Ms. So, I have to think outside the ox, you know.” Morgan said with a shy grin. She wasn’t sure how Kaley got such honesty from her without effort ”Why do you get me so easily?” She asked as she looked at the intoxicating woman. She was so enchanting, there was a rugged hardiness that spoke of life in the streets that complimented her actual beauty. <br><br>”Anyway, I’m a futurist. I try to be open to what can be done to improve mankind’s destiny. The Aegis started as my first effort to make my start up to work. Stark Transorbital. The guys in Space X and such are going to dominate the satellite business but Stark TO could dominate the satellite repair industry. Imagine if when the Hubble satellite was launched they could have had someone to go troubleshoot it in 20 minutes after the issue it had was diagnosed. I’m just having problem getting orbital certified. NASA has been throwing up all sorts of exceptions or losing my paperwork. I think Musk is trying to build something to compete with my suit.” &nbsp;She shrugged. Her father got permission in two days, Dr Reed Richards was orbital certified before he formed the FF. <br><br>She smiled as she watched Kaley eat the stray bit of Tadziki she’d slipped off of her face.&nbsp; She smiled, her blush fading as she considered her next words. “How can you get so much out of me so easily? And why do I want to kiss you dearly? 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wyatt</strong> on <strong>10-12-2022, 22:07:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/1046096199834419311/1048797087141199993/Carly_Foulkes_T_Mobiles_Alter_Ego_ad_campaign.png)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Kaley Jones-Murdock (Devils Nyght) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349128#msg16349128)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black and hot pink riding leathers and black knee high boots<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Morgan Stark, Open <br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><hr>Kaley shrugged a happy shrug,<br><br><strong>“I haven’t <em>gotten</em> you yet, emphasis on yet, so clearly it isn’t as easy as it seems,”</strong> she replied with a wink and then grinned all the more as Morgan went through the travails and pains in the asses of getting the government to approve her request for orbital status.<br><br><strong>“And that is why I am in law school.&nbsp; Not planning on being a criminal defense attorney like my Dad, or a prosecutor, Mom would disown me if I did that given her colorful history with law enforcement types.&nbsp; Maybe when I graduate and concentrate on civil practice I can use NASA’s ass off, Musk’s too, as if you need any more billions.&nbsp; You know your Dad was always interested in having superheroes work within the system, not above it, not even for those that can go orbital or farther.&nbsp; Sooo, I figured if there is a system to sometimes work with and within, and at other times to go against when it does the wrong thing or is just plain corrupt or incompetent, which is harder to tell apart than you think, that is when my modestly big brain gets to help your supercomputer brained self to get where she wants to go, you know…but also mostly for people struggling in the parts of the every day system, cut out of benefits they deserve, denied due process and equal treatment, I can be their quiet hero and the system’s worst nightmare, well, nyghtmare with a “Y”, because everyone wants hot dreams, even the scary ones,”</strong> Kaley shared, managing to work her sense of humor into explaining the importance of her nearly completed law degree to her and her own future plans.<br><br>Kaley smiled a little less teasingly and definitely more dreamily as Morgan asked her last two questions, then&nbsp; stood up, leaned across the table/desk thing in between them and with her lips just millimeters away from Morgan’s even more sumptuous lips, replied,<br><br><strong>“You ask a lot of questions that you already know the answers to, politeness I think they call that.&nbsp; Me, I just say and do what I think and feel and let the cards fall where they may…”</strong> she said and pressed a warm, deep, as romantic as it was sexy kiss to Morgan’s lips, the kind of kiss that lasts, builds up slowly and yet feels timeless, never ending and ending all too soon all at once.<br><br>When the kiss finally broke, Kaly drug her teeth across Morgan’s lower lip, not biting it, but tugging on it just a bit before she released that lovely lip from the grasp and touch of her own,<br><br><strong>“I mean, maybe it’s because you thought I was just so damn kissable…so now tell me, am I?”</strong> Kaley asked, her lips an inch or two away, far enough that if Morgan wanted to kiss her again, this time the move to do so would be all up to her.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>10-12-2022, 22:26:59</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/665299663938650135/1007100826319339580/IMG_0010.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Dr. Morgan Stark (Aegis) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349099#msg16349099)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing</strong> Aegis Suit<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Devil’s Nyght and Open. <br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><hr><br>”Oh hell yeah.” &nbsp;Morgan half growled as her passion and desire for the New Yorker drove her to phase thru the table till she was beside Kaley rather than across from her. She pulled the law student into her lap and kissed her hungrily. She runs her teeth over her lower lip as she impishly moves to give her some space as she mimics the move with a teasing tug on her lip as well. <br><br>”so, that worth the flirting?” &nbsp;Morgan asked with a grin as she enjoyed her size and smooth move in her pulling Kaley into her lap as she held her hand on the other woman’s waist. Her eyes were sparkling with enthusiasm as she savored the warmth Kaley put off and the scent of her in such close proximity to her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bowen</strong> on <strong>11-12-2022, 01:12:31</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://img.nickpic.host/CIA7A5.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> &nbsp;Myg Zheng [Ravager] (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349087#msg16349087)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Training uniform <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Everyone, Mind Witch, Open<br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><hr>It seemed like Torrent was looking after some things and Magni was sticking with his workout. Despite what Megan said, he doubted Asgard was a land of outhouses. He just couldn’t see Odin or Loki not liking modern conveniences. Sure, maybe their showers and toilets were based on magical principles instead of pipes and plumbing, but hey, that just meant he could take a hot shower as long as he wanted.<br><br>He would have to get back to that with Magni or Modi just to make sure. And then Megan stood up and he forgot what he was thinking about. How do you manage to stand and make it look like that? Women had extra super powers that men didn’t. “Talk to you soon Magni.” he says nodding to the demigod.<br><br>He smiles at Megan. He had just finished a four-hour workout, his stomach totally agreed with the idea of fuel. “The cafeteria is a good idea.” he easily agreed. Walking with Megan it wasn’t a long trip to the cafeteria. Inside were Aegis and Devil’s Nyght being rather close as well as a few other people. Myg was never sure how to handle such things. Do you say hello and interrupt them? Just walk on by like you somehow missed them? He ended up just waving and heading over to where he could get some food after picking up a tray. <br><br>“What are you in the mood for?” he asks smelling the garlicy tzatziki and deciding he was going for some Greek food tonight. And some parsley to counteract the garlic along with some tic tacs. “Hey.” he waved at Roulette, Pandemic, Goblin and Samurai. He loaded up the plates with what Megan wanted and grabbed them something to drink as well. <br><br>“Did you want to be social?” he asked. They could watch the ceremonies from any room he figured. Everyone did seem caught up in each other, then again he was a bit of an introvert so social interaction was difficult on him.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>11-12-2022, 03:00:01</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://pm1.narvii.com/6860/952df0bb6492d40ac84c8925d56ff8bac0fee568v2_00.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Norman Osborn II (The Red Goblin)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Red Goblin<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> OPEN<br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><hr><br>Normie actually chuckles at that one, looking back to Kenshi.<br><br>"<strong>Let's be honest, I'm kind of a genius - pretty sure I'll pick it up no matter what you use. Mr. Goblin would even be fine, just don't call me Norman. Only reason I haven't legally changed is the brandname thing.</strong>" he remarks, obviously a little aggrevated.<br><br>"<strong>Seriously, I'm just glad I didn't get the hair. Fuck it, my middle name is Virgil, let's go with that.</strong>"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deathnote</strong> on <strong>11-12-2022, 05:06:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/24/Venom_Klyntar.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Pandemic (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349300#msg16349300)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City - Cafeteria<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Er...<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Ravager, Devils Nyght, Aegis, Roulette, War Bride, Mind Witch, Red Goblin, Magni, Torrent<br><strong>Warnings:<br></strong> None<br><br><hr><br>"Oh yeah, come to think of it, I think there was supposed to be some sort of group teamwork thing going on later today?&nbsp; I'm not entirely sure, I wasn't really paying attention," Pandemic tried answering Kenichi's query as best he could.&nbsp; Glancing over toward Nomie, the symbiote nodded (by moving his face down his spheroid body, then back up again) and said, "Okay, then we shall call you Virgil."<br><br>The symbiote was still holding the bottle of tabasco sauce.&nbsp; He glanced at it again, then looked back over at the others.&nbsp; He glanced over at the bottle again... popped it open and poured its entire contents down his gullet.<br><br>"Hmm... it's not so bad.&nbsp; Not suuure what... biiiiiiiggg deeeaaaaal...!" Steam immediately started shooting out of the sides of the black and red mass of goo ball as the surface started rippling again.&nbsp; As though he had lost control of his camouflage capabilities, it started changing into various different shades of colours.&nbsp; Suddenly, he was all blue.&nbsp; Next half second, he changed to yellow.&nbsp; Hot pink!&nbsp; Lime Green!&nbsp; Icy white-blue!&nbsp; Magenta!&nbsp; Different rainbows of colours passing by within a matter of seconds!&nbsp; Before long, he was looking like he had been dipped in tie-dye!&nbsp; Multiple times!&nbsp; "AAAAARRRRRRRGGGHHHHHH!!!"<br><br>Screaming out in pain, the symbiote started bouncing around all over the cafeteria like some sort of super bouncy ball.<br><br><strong><em>Clang!&nbsp; Smash!&nbsp; Tonk!&nbsp; Boink!&nbsp; Whap!</em></strong><br><br>Landing directly in the center of the table, the ball of goop splattered across the surface, turning into a puddle of messy goo.<br><br>"Water..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyrical</strong> on <strong>11-12-2022, 16:00:53</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/HWrcTrO.jpg)</div><br><strong>Character Name:</strong> Megan Frost-Summers (<strong>Mind Witch</strong>) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349257#msg16349257)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City - Cafeteria<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> GeNext Uniform <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Myg | Aegis, Devil’s Nyght (mentioning) | Roulette, Pandemic, Goblin and Samurai | OPEN<br><strong>Warnings: </strong> None<br><br><hr>Still adjusting to the Marvels Basecamp, Megan looked around on the walk to the cafeteria. She gave Myg a smile as they walked along. There was a bit of an awkward silence. She mentally kicked herself - <em>don't be a dumbass Megan, talk, to him!</em> She couldn't think of what to say. It was so much easier to put on a mask and be charming or coyly flirtatious but this man knew her. She both didn't want to do that to him and she knew that mentally he'd probably sense if she was not being genuine... Had he grown since they last saw each other? Of course he did, that was several years ago and look at him. He wasn't that boy anymore. Her mother's voice whispered in her ear something she was trying to block out. Megan had to ask herself if that was actually her mother or just a memory of something she had said. It wouldn't surprise her if her mother was literally telepathically checking in on her. <br><br>When they arrived at the Cafeteria Myg finally spoke.<br><br><em>“What are you in the mood for?” </em>&lt;Myg asked&gt;<br><br>The voice raised her out of her thoughts. <strong>"I don't know,"</strong> Megan said and followed him. <strong>"This looks good."</strong> She said as he started selecting foods. <br><br>Had she really been that lost in her own headspace that she barely noticed them arriving. This is literally what was meant by getting too wrapped up in your own head and over thinking things. She found that hard to avoid when everyone's voices were floating around up there all the time, it took a low key effort to always be blocking them out.<br><br>There were several others around the cafeteria. Megan nodded politely to Aegis &amp; Devil's Nyght if they glanced their way when they entered. She would say hello if anyone spoke to directly to her but she wasn't inclined to interrupt and it seemed that Myg wasn't either.<br><br>Megan caught him sniffing the air, clearly with a choice on his mind as she watched him head straight for something. Her nose was a little turned in the air as she looked around the cafeteria. It wasn't a normal cafeteria and it was well appointed because this building was probably built by Tony Stark or someone equally associated with his tastes so it had some warmth and style to it but a cafeteria was still a cafeteria. The thought of it was distasteful to her, she waned to be around the people but having been raised in a private school the whole cafeteria vibe just wasn't cutting it for her no matter how dressed up it was.<br><br><em>“Hey.”</em> &lt;Myg&gt; waved at Roulette, Pandemic, Goblin and Samurai. <em>“Did you want to be social?”</em> &lt;he asked Megan&gt;<br><br>Seeing the people and familiar faces Megan walked a little closer to them on the way to the food and she waved as well, giving Samurai a smile and a finger wave. She knew Silver Samurai (Jr) from Krakoa and as a child they had played together often. She decided not to interrupt his conversation though, if Samurai wanted to find her then he'd know how to track her down. <br><br>Finally answering, Myg's question as she gathered some food nearly mirroring his. <strong>"Maybe let's just go to my room. Everyone here seems very involved at the moment and I want to get out of this uniform.&nbsp; Do you need to stop to grab civilian clothes, maybe some Tic Taks, or are you okay?"</strong> <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wyatt</strong> on <strong>11-12-2022, 21:15:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/1046096199834419311/1048797087141199993/Carly_Foulkes_T_Mobiles_Alter_Ego_ad_campaign.png)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Kaley Jones-Murdock (Devils Nyght) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349128#msg16349128)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black and hot pink riding leathers and black knee high boots<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Morgan Stark, Open <br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><hr>Suddenly Morgan is there, literally right there next to her, pulling Kaley into her lap and kissing her wildly in response, even returning the draw of teeth across Kaley’s lower lip this time.&nbsp; More than anything, and the kiss and being pulled into Morgan’s lap were utterly amazing and breathtaking, Kaley is taken by the way Morgan’s hand curls around her waist near her hip.&nbsp; All of the teases, flirtations, even the kisses were a back and forth dance between them, but now with Kaley ensconced in Morgan’s lap and claimed by that hand, a hand that is not letting go, Kaley simply smiles as her lips move back to reclaim Morgan’s, only to graze across those soft and pillowy lips as Kaley begins kissing and nibbling down along Morgan’s jawline and eventually to her neck, until her teeth tug this time on Morgan’s ear lobe as warm, moist breath rushes over Morgan’s flesh each time Kaley draws another ragged breath as she curls further into Morgan’s grasp upon her,<br><br><strong>“That move was totally cheating, Ms. Stark,”</strong> Kaley cooed in response, <strong>“Which you know I adore, that you have the will to achieve your goal and claim your prize no matter how and what you need to do to claim it.</strong> she breathed the words just before nipping that sensitive lobe, then drawing back just a bit so that her eyes could kiss Morgan’s gaze.<br><br><strong>“Worth it?&nbsp; Every moment of flirting, talking and being with you is worth it, but you want to know more than that, you want to know if my touching that final nerve that set the anxious genius wild and uninhibited enough to claim what she wanted the entire time was worth it…and like every lawyer learns first day of law school, the answer is it depends.&nbsp; You’re gorgeous, brilliant, a girl crush of mine since we were both still girls and not yet women, but what am I now, Morgan, what would you call me when someone asks, who are you hear with, if we go someplace together…what would you tell them I am, to you?”</strong> Kaley asked and bit her own lower lip this time.<br><br>It would be very easy for this to be a fling, a one-time thing, maybe a whenever time fling, teammates with benefits, and from almost anyone else, that would be enough.&nbsp; But Kaley’s eyes weren’t soft and glassy simply because Morgan was beyond beautiful.&nbsp; There was a building full of people who could fit that description, and yet it was Morgan Kaley truly wanted…and now she has asked, what did Morgan want? <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>12-12-2022, 03:34:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/665299663938650135/1007100826319339580/IMG_0010.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Dr. Morgan Stark (Aegis) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349099#msg16349099)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing</strong> Aegis Suit<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Devil’s Nyght and Open. <br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><hr><br>"My my.. aren't you quite blunt?" &nbsp;Morgan said with a wry smile. "I confess I'm not in love, that taks time ut I'm not my dad drawn in by a pretty face. I've had more than a few gold diggers willing to try and build enough time in my arms to sue for palimony when we broke up. Usually for some guy. Then there was me vanishing for 4 years, my personal time, and coming back at 23 years of age when I was 18 only 45 minutes ago." She ran a finger thru Kaley's hair. <br><br>"I won't lie and deny that my Stark genes had my libido drooling at the site of you. The cycle outfit and the memory of you posing on that hot bike on my apartment wall had the engine purring. " Morgan grinned as she replied with how she'd thought about her at first sigh. "AS for that it being more than 'Lust at first sight?' Well we will have to see, sexy girl. I won't lie about being .. wicked and fickle but you interest me Ms. Jones-Murdoch." &nbsp;She said as she leaned over and nibbled on her ear. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wyatt</strong> on <strong>12-12-2022, 17:04:58</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/1046096199834419311/1048797087141199993/Carly_Foulkes_T_Mobiles_Alter_Ego_ad_campaign.png)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Kaley Jones-Murdock (Devils Nyght) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349128#msg16349128)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black and hot pink riding leathers and black knee high boots<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Morgan Stark, Open <br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><hr>Kaley listened and enjoyed Morgan’s attentions to her hair and reciprocated to her ear, smiling and sighing at the same time,<br><br><strong>“I am blunt, but I am not looking for love, at least not before I have even felt you up,”</strong> she grinned, <strong>“Not that I doubt for a moment I would be anything other than wilder about you once I do…I mean, love is a slow burn kind of thing, and in my family that slow burn tends to run thermonuclear explosive hot at times, but you do over analyze everything, Hon’, which is totally adorkable of your gorgeous self,”</strong> Kaley teased and pressed a deep, slow, sizzling kiss to Morgan’s lips, before the kiss broke and Kaely spun up and out of Morgan’s lap.<br><br>With an agile and sexily elegant cartwheel using the table as her support, Kaley landed in the seat Morgan had originally been in and grinned a crooked grin as she began eating Morgan’s part of the lunch order, though of course they had been sharing food freely and easily anyway, <br><br><strong>“I do have super hearing, remember?&nbsp; What did you tell Goblin, hmmm, I see my new girlfriend or something to that effect when I walked by.&nbsp; That is all I was asking, not love, lust will take care of itself, but…would you call me your girlfriend, or at least one of them, lovely Lady Stark?”</strong> Kaley asked and blew Morgan another kiss, this one definitely a teasing sort as she sat back with a bowl in her hands and put her feet up on one corner of the table, stretching out those endless legs.<br><br><strong>“What interests you after lunch, and no, that is not seeking a completely pervy answer, but, it isn’t completely ruling that kind of an answer out?”</strong> she asked and winked, enjoying the back and forth and simply enjoying the moment and the company, both of which were brilliant and beautiful.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>12-12-2022, 19:59:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/665299663938650135/1007100826319339580/IMG_0010.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Dr. Morgan Stark (Aegis) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349099#msg16349099)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing</strong> Aegis Suit<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Devil’s Nyght and Open. <br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><hr><br><em>Well mom I get what you meant about the good ones </em> She thought about her mom’s advice in recognizing the ‘One’. Kaley was easy to chase but hard to keep Morgan thought as she looked at the hot model/law student/super heroine. <br><br>”Well I was mostly telling him that as a brush off to be honest. Junior is an Osborne and the family are a bunch of corporate thieves. Half his suit is pre nanotech Stark property. I don’t want him stealing my Extremis tech or the Aegis suit. He’s the reason I’m updating my security NOW rather than later.” &nbsp;She shivered at the thought of the Goblin gaining her Extremis abilities. <br><br>”As for after lunch, I’m open to do whatever you want to do. Jacuzzi, hot tub, steam room?” she joked. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wyatt</strong> on <strong>12-12-2022, 20:29:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/1046096199834419311/1048797087141199993/Carly_Foulkes_T_Mobiles_Alter_Ego_ad_campaign.png)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Kaley Jones-Murdock (Devils Nyght) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349128#msg16349128)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black and hot pink riding leathers and black knee high boots<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Morgan Stark, Open <br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><hr>Kaley takes Morgan’s response in stride,<br><br><strong>“Thanks for getting my hopes up then dashing them on the rocks below, Missy, hmmm, maybe we can rename you Iron Tease,”</strong> Kaley said, very much joking as evidenced by the way her tongue was sticking out in a playfully petulant manner after she said it.<br><br>She ate a bit more, mulling things over,<br><br><strong>“You, Ma’am, are way too caught up in whatever Goblin said and did that has you all nerves on edge and distracted. I am not going all Jacuzzi with you until I have ALL of your attention entirely on me, and if that sounds a wee bit vain, trust me, I am more than a wee bit that and many more things.&nbsp; Let’s work on locking down whatever it is that is bothering you, I’ll play assistant, and who knows maybe some weird chemical gets spilled on me in the lab and I get superpower…oh, right, already got those, dang it,”</strong> she replied with a grin, but was very serious about helping Morgan out on whatever this was, even if her help was of questionable scientific value.&nbsp; <br><br>Her day was going amazingly, and Morgan’s seemed more of a mix of amazing and things gnawing at her mind, and helping fix that was what this superheroine intended to do.&nbsp; Standing up, she grabbed a handful more of the yummiest of the breads,<br><br><strong>“I’m going to change out of my leathers, seriously I am sweating my ass off literally and figuratively and it sounds like any riding to do won’t be on my bike.&nbsp; I’ll make you a deal, I get changed and wear a swimsuit under my clothes, we get your issues looked into and afterwards, whatever you want to do I will have an outfit ready for it…just fair warning, when I say swimsuit, that is a very moving target in my mind,”</strong> she offered with a curling of her lips into a coy half smile and waggled her eyebrows, which she knew was cute AF, then walked around and past Morgan, but first stopped to kiss the curvy cutie’s hand,<br><br><strong>“You do know I would have given you a hickey, but you heal so damned fast, how am I going to ever properly show that off to anyone?”</strong> she teased and was off, unless Morgan stopped her, promising to be back in ten minutes tops.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>12-12-2022, 20:57:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/665299663938650135/1007100826319339580/IMG_0010.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Dr. Morgan Stark (Aegis) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349099#msg16349099)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing</strong> Aegis Suit<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Devil’s Nyght and Open. <br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><hr><br>”Directed metabolism remember?” Morgan pointed out as she pulled her back into her lap. ”Any hickies will be reciprocated and posted on social media to remember.” She threatened with a teasing smile. ”Afternoon plans depends on the team though. If the ominously quiet Torrent or Cap’s kid make an announcement we’d be doing their bidding remember? As for the gear, Friday and my AI have updated most of the Stark gear already.&nbsp; Should be done in an hour or so. I doubt Goblin Jr will make a move yet, most of the StarkTech has access points over heavily encrypted wireless or require access that require you to phase thru walls.” &nbsp;Morgan grinned as she snuck in another kiss. <br><br>“Sorry about the dashing of hopes. I tend to come off scattered brained. The multi parallel thought process is hard to follow at times. Always had it since I was like 5. Dad had a touch too. He’d&nbsp; have liked you too.” She brushed her hair out of the way, baring her neck with a wry smile. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bowen</strong> on <strong>12-12-2022, 23:07:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://static.wikia.nocookie.net/marveldatabase/images/b/b1/Zheng_Shang-Chi_%28Earth-616%29_from_Shang-Chi_Vol_2_11_001.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> &nbsp;Myg Zheng [Ravager] (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349087#msg16349087)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Training uniform <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Everyone, Mind Witch, Open<br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><hr>He was horrible at this. His life had been mostly about training. His parents knew the threats would never really end or be put down for good. People seemed to have this nasty habit about coming back to life or someone had a clone of them and decided a younger version with all the same powers and experiences would be fun to try out. Myg was training to fight the next generation of Sentinels or Apocalypse 2.0.<br><br>He should be able to meet Megan again after so many years and just talk to her. They had been inside each other’s heads—he didn’t let just anyone do that. He would just wait for a good opportunity. Yeah. <br><br>It was easy to just add the foods Megan liked to their tray, they were generous in size and Myg had excellent balance. He was glad that some of her favourites were some of his too. “Good choices, I’ll get enough so I don’t have to wrestle you for them.” he jokes with her. He makes sure there is plenty to drink since he’s a bit parched. <br><br>If anyone wanted to stop them before heading towards Megan’s rooms they would. Looking around for anything else he added a few desserts to their tray. He put in a cheese cake and a carrot cake wedge for each of them, if more or different was needed, they could always make another trip. <br><br>Looking around after she stated that everyone was involved in their own conversations he nodded. “Agreed. Apparently, we should meet more than once every few years.” he said. “Tic tacs are important where garlic is concerned. And yes, a change of clothing may be necessary if we want to head out after this. We can just head to my rooms if we end up wanting to go out.” he figures.<br><br>He gestures. “After you.” He had never been to her suite before and walks with her when she starts heading there.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wyatt</strong> on <strong>13-12-2022, 00:05:50</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/1046096199834419311/1048797087141199993/Carly_Foulkes_T_Mobiles_Alter_Ego_ad_campaign.png)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Kaley Jones-Murdock (Devils Nyght) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349128#msg16349128)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black and hot pink riding leathers and black knee high boots<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Morgan Stark, Open <br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><hr>Once again pulled into Morgan’s lap, with Lady Stark now knowing that keeping Kaley there was not nearly as easy as she was to capture, especially because Kaley liked Morgan drawing her close and capturing her again, this time Kaley’s long, willowy hands rested atop Morgan’s shoulders and she turned more fully into the beauty with the fast hands and even faster brain,<br><br><strong>“For someone who won’t admit they want me to be their girlfriend you are an awfully bossy babe, which I would complain about, but even I am not capable of being that hypocritical even when I am teasing,”</strong> she replied and when Morgan mentioned her directed healing, Kaley grinned crookedly, since her threat of a hickey was made precisely so that Kaley could be sure any mark she made would past.&nbsp; <br><br>Though she was notorious for how much and often she talked, the Devilish one sat quietly and listened as Morgan walked her, really talked both of them through the reasons not to worry about Goblin getting up to any shenanigans with the tech that was so literally a part of who Morgan was, and everything else she said.<br><br><strong>“I can be buck nekkid and ready to fight at a moment’s notice.&nbsp; Uniform, I hate word costume except at Halloween, is nice for some ballistic resistance, but the truth is I was born without it and born to fight, also clearly lacking in what one might call modesty,”</strong> she replied before doubling up on that stolen kiss with one of her own, and was either really stealing anything but the other’s heart somewhere down the line at this point?&nbsp; Her readiness for the moment they were called upon, was in other words, something that did not crimp whatever the two wanted to get up to, or down to, that afternoon.<br><br><strong>“As for Gobby, you start making social media posts of hickeys we give each other and he will be in his bunk firing off Goblin goo missiles out of his cannon for the next few hours,”</strong> she said brashly, then began laughing hard at her own joke and the images it caused to be imagined.<br><br>The turn of Morgan’s head and wry offering of her lovely neck ended up not with a hard bite and visible mark, but the soft, sensuous caresses of Kaley’s lips and tongue in all of the right places and ways until she was as breathless as she could ever make Morgan through her sexy ministrations, whispering into her ear,<br><br><strong>“Hon’, where I want to plant those hickeys, trust me, you won’t be posting them to any sites unless we open an OnlyFans together,”</strong> Kaley purred and growled a bit, <strong>“I take it you don’t like the idea of me pretending to be your lab assistant and you just taking all kinds of advantage over innocent lil’ ol' me,”</strong> she teased in a honey dripping southern twang.<br><br>Kaley was up for work, it was why she was here and working with Morgan was as enticing as nearly any other possibility, or play, which was the other possibility and even more enchanting.&nbsp; Morgan didn’t need to apologize for her ways of thinking and being, Kaley was not the woman who wanted perfection, hell, perfect was so damned boring, and Morgan’s duality of sorts somehow made the gorgeous and powerful mega-genius entirely freaking adorable in addition to all the rest.<br><br><strong>“Just so you know, I am now declaring you as mu girlfriend, one of many some might think, but very much one of a kind in my mind, and in my life, like I said, just so you know-oohhhh-mmmm,”</strong> she said as Kaley turned her incredibly agile and plaint form in impossible ways until her long legs were straddling Morgan’s as Kaley drew back and offered her own long and aquiline neck and throat to Morgan’s tender mercies, if she was so inclined.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyrical</strong> on <strong>13-12-2022, 00:20:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/HWrcTrO.jpg)</div><br><strong>Character Name:</strong> Megan Frost-Summers (<strong>Mind Witch</strong>) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349257#msg16349257)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City - Megan's Suite<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> GeNext Uniform <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Myg | OPEN<br><strong>Warnings: </strong> None<br><br><hr>It was absolutely adorable that Myg stacked his tray with food, drinks, and desert for both of them. Maybe Megan was a bit too used to this sort of thing, she had a history of boys back in private school following her around and carrying her books for her, so she never really noticed when he made a couple comments about tic tacs and changing later if needed. Instead she heard the words, <em>"After you,"</em> and that's exactly what she did. Megan walked past and out of the cafeteria into the hall. The only thought that crossed her mind was wondering if he was watching her walk again. She intentionally strutted just a little bit, letting her hips swing provocatively. Like mother = like daughter.<br><br>As they walked she talked but she did so telepathically because it was much more fun. She put up a mental shield to block other psychics out of their conversation. No one short of Professor X or Jean Grey could even hope to penetrate the psychic shield of Mind Witch.<br><br><strong>"I can ask you all sort of personal questions like this and no one will know what we are talking about. We are shielded." </strong>She tossed her hair to one side and looked back over her shoulder for a moment at Myg carrying the tray before turning back to continue leading the way. <strong>"What have you been up to? Go on any exciting missions? Dating anyone? Anyone that I might know?" </strong><br><br>Next stop was an elevator system.. up/down/sideways... whatever it was, it took them in the direction of the living quarters for people staying on base. They rode alone and she stood side by side with him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>13-12-2022, 07:51:25</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/665299663938650135/1007100826319339580/IMG_0010.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Dr. Morgan Stark (Aegis) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349099#msg16349099)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing</strong> Aegis Suit<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Devil’s Nyght and Open. <br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><hr><br>Morgan was happy to see Kaley was as interested in her as Morgan was in Kaley. The fact that she kissed and licked her neck till she shivered in arousal. She wanted to literally pull the woman out her suit and do wicked things to her. She’d happily go for a OnlyFans with her but aside from donating the profits to charity why do it?<br><br>”Fair enough. I’ll acknowledge your claim.” &nbsp;She murmured. ”we being open about the arrangement or keeping it secret.” She asked breathlessly but with her thrilled state evident. She took advantage of her offered neck to reciprocate what Kaley had done to hers. ”You know I could fabricate something for you.Not Aegis, the would require extensive genetic changes and the implantation of micro arc reactors. I was thinking more bullet proof with build in comms, recording gear and&nbsp; nano repair capacity when it’s damaged. Maybe a reconfigure mode for different outfits.” &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bowen</strong> on <strong>15-12-2022, 07:41:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://static.wikia.nocookie.net/marveldatabase/images/b/b1/Zheng_Shang-Chi_%28Earth-616%29_from_Shang-Chi_Vol_2_11_001.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> &nbsp;Myg Zheng [Ravager] (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349087#msg16349087)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Training uniform <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Everyone, Mind Witch, Open<br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><hr>Manners may be old fashioned for some people but they were a big thing in the Zheng household. His maternal side were low end English gentry and his father was raised by an 18th century Chinese sorcerer with eyes upon the imperial throne. When she walked ahead of him, he was going to walk beside her but the view he got was hard to ignore. He was polite, not dead.<br><br>He did match strides with her shortly after wondering how any of their parents ever managed to train together. He felt her telepathic link and accepted it. His mother had told him it’s a lot harder to lie when you were in telepathic communication because you were in each other’s heads already, there was no such thing as telepathic poker face once you let someone in. He did wonder what she wanted to secretly talk about. “Ok, what kind of things did you want to discuss?” he asked.<br><br>The elevator came and he stepped on with her. Ok these were easy. “I’m not sure about exciting, but Modi and I were on patrol when we saw this large …gang? I’m not sure how rats travel, but a huge group of them were swarming one of the poorer areas of down town. We came in to investigate and it turned out that it was the son of Sabertooth, a guy called Carlos Creed going by El Tigre and the twins Vladimir and Ana Kravinoff, who are children of Kraven the Hunter.” <br><br>As the elevator takes them to the residential wing, he keeps going with his story. “We thought they were using the rats to cause a distraction so they could get away with whatever they had stolen. Turns out they are super rich and just wanted to test themselves against someone who wasn’t paid to keep them safe.” He shrugs. “Their plan was weirdly elaborate. Ran into the sewers which they had already opened a manhole for and mapped out. Which was as disgusting as you can imagine. They popped out by the zoo and split apart. I faced the twins in the lion’s den. Which I felt was sort of stretching it for symbolism and Modi fought El Tigre by the giraffes.” <br><br>“Mostly its just me recreating our parents old adventures in the danger room and seeing how I would fare.” The second part of her question took far less time. “Uhm..no. I’m not dating anyone. Up until a few months ago life was either school or training.” he mentally answered her questions. <br><br>When the door opened dropping them off in the residential wing he asked. “How about you? What is life on Krakoa like? I imagine you have a number of people interested in you.” 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyrical</strong> on <strong>16-12-2022, 01:22:57</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/HWrcTrO.jpg)</div><br><strong>Character Name:</strong> Megan Frost-Summers (<strong>Mind Witch</strong>) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349257#msg16349257)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City - Megan's Suite<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> GeNext Uniform <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Myg | OPEN<br><strong>Warnings: </strong> None<br><br><hr>From time to time as Myg gave her the low down on his adventures, Megan cast him a glance or two. She didn't hide her emotions or thoughts so he'd be aware that she was a little shocked by the stories of Creed and Kraven's spawn. She was wondering if they could end up being a threat to Krakoa in anyway then quickly but mentally rolled her eyes at herself for thinking too much like her mother. <br><br>She wanted to probe about his training sessions in the Danger Room but cut that thought off short as something they could talk about later when they planned to do some training together. It just felt too much like work to her. <br><br>As they got off the elevator and headed to her room &lt;Myg asked,&gt; <em>“How about you? What is life on Krakoa like? I imagine you have a number of people interested in you.” </em><br><br><strong>"I don't spend a lot of time there really,"</strong> Megan said. <strong>"Mother only lets me go back during summers and holidays.. a few other special occasions. I suspect it's so she can keep me safe from the politics and since I'm destined to rule the Hellfire Corporation as the new White Queen she wants me in the world and ready for what it's like to do business with them."</strong> She gave him a glance before she answered the next question and halted as they came to the room. It scanned her and opened. <br><br><div align="center">(https://i.imgur.com/SGYq5vL.jpg)</div><br>Inside the room was a typically well appointed suite. Tony Stark and the Avengers had invested a lot of money into this place. It wasn't a luxury condo but probably comparable to a small luxury hotel suite. She motioned to the end table. <strong>"Go ahead and put the stuff down over there."</strong><br><br>Then Megan switched her actual speaking voice. <strong>"Room... change view to Chicago Night."</strong> One wall which was actually a monitor changed from blank wall to a view of the Chicago downtown at night with a huge old clock tower view.&nbsp; <strong>"Room... Set broadcast screen to memorial programming."</strong> Another wall display changed to begin the broadcasting.<br><br><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/CNnzZdw.jpg)</div>Megan thought it before she said it. <strong>"I'm going to go change... Follow me if you dare."</strong> She laughed and said out loud. <strong>"Got to use my outdoor voice..."</strong> Megan was speaking as she walked to the bathroom. Once inside she continued to speak out lout. <strong>"... but your answer is no. I'm not seeing anyone. I was dating a guy from GeNext but I'm fairly certain my mother put the run to him. I'm the heiress to the Hellfire and blah blah... all that stuff."</strong> She kept the bathroom door open as she peeled off and hung up her uniform before slipping into casual clothes, white off the shoulder top that hugged her bare breasts revealing every detail through the thin material and below she wore a pair of hip hugger blue jeans with strategically worn holes, they were slung low and exposed a strip of her bare midriff and belly button. Once changed she popped her head back out and made her way over to sit on the sofa unless of course he had followed her to the bathroom.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Armphid</strong> on <strong>16-12-2022, 04:03:57</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://pbs.twimg.com/media/FOZwdFoXMAMj9Mr?format=jpg&amp;name=large)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Harada Ichiki Kenichi – The Silver Samurai (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16352545#msg16352545)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City - Walking from the grounds, past the training room, to the cafeteria<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> grey tank top, black workout pants, sneakers, carrying a bokken (currently resting on the table)<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> OPEN <br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><br><hr><br>The Goblin clearly thought that Kenichi should know what he was talking about in terms of the 'brand name' concerns and the like.&nbsp; He didn't see a need to correct him, however, merely nodding.&nbsp; He also had to fight an eyeroll as the man described himself as a genius.&nbsp; In his experience, those who said such things about themselves rarely lived up to it.&nbsp; They had usually just been told they were geniuses because they were good at one thing or lucked into a success or just had incredible financial backing like the Musk dolt.&nbsp; "Mr. Virgil then.&nbsp; A name rooted in the classics is quite respectable."&nbsp; <br><br>He saw the mistake that Pandemic was about to make.&nbsp; His eyes widened and he almost felt like it happened in slow motion, "Wait, not-"&nbsp; Then he threw himself backward from the table into a set of back handstand flips to dodge the bouncing and ricocheting symbiote.&nbsp; "Shimatta!"&nbsp; He sighed as the cafeteria was further trashed by the alien's antics, shaking his head.&nbsp; The kitchen staff were the last people that you wanted to make enemies of.&nbsp; Yet here they were.&nbsp; <br><br>As the alien collapsed, Kenichi walked to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator, returning with an open gallon of milk.&nbsp; "Not water, Pandemic.&nbsp; Milk will better neutralize the chemical tormenting you."&nbsp; He took up a glass and filled it, holding it out to the symbiote.&nbsp; "Drink this to start."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>17-12-2022, 07:34:45</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://pm1.narvii.com/6860/952df0bb6492d40ac84c8925d56ff8bac0fee568v2_00.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Norman Osborn II (The Red Goblin)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Red Goblin<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> OPEN<br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><hr><br>"<strong>That assumes Pandemic's taste-buds and our taste-buds work the same way. They probably don't if Tabasco is that hot to it.</strong>" Red Goblin replies, rolling his neck a bit and vaulting over a counter to hit the fridge. Takes a bit, but he thinks of something.<br><br>Orange Juice. And he adds multiple packets of Sugar and Coffee Creamer to the glass.<br><br>"<strong>Acids and Sugars, react to the molecules of the spices themselves.</strong>"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deathnote</strong> on <strong>18-12-2022, 07:38:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/24/Venom_Klyntar.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Pandemic (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349300#msg16349300)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City - Cafeteria<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Er...<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Ravager, Devils Nyght, Aegis, Roulette, War Bride, Mind Witch, Red Goblin, Magni, Torrent<br><strong>Warnings:<br></strong> None<br><br><hr><br>"Ah, good ol' casein," Pandemic reached out with a long tendril upon seeing the glass of milk in Kenichi's hand.&nbsp; Instead of grabbing the glass of milk, however, he grabbed the open gallon of milk.&nbsp; He dumped the entire contents into his reformed open mouth.<br><br>Before anyone could see if the gallon of milk had worked, however, Red Goblin had already come back with a glass of orange juice.&nbsp; The symbiote immediately took that as well, throwing in the entire glass.<br><br>Sound of... digestion could be heard?&nbsp; After that, the ooze stayed there as a puddle of a bit.&nbsp; He stayed there, unmoving for a long few seconds... then...<br><br><strong><em>"Urrrrrppp!!!"</em></strong> Pandemic let out a loud, rumbly burp.&nbsp; The black and red ooze spat up the empty glass that once contained orange juice.&nbsp; "Hey, I think that might've worked.&nbsp; Thanks, guys!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bowen</strong> on <strong>18-12-2022, 08:30:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://static.wikia.nocookie.net/marveldatabase/images/b/b1/Zheng_Shang-Chi_%28Earth-616%29_from_Shang-Chi_Vol_2_11_001.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> &nbsp;Myg Zheng [Ravager] (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349087#msg16349087)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Training uniform <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Mind Witch, Open<br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><hr>Myg had never visited Krakoa, not yet anyways. To him it was sort of like Camelot for Mutants—a nearly magical place where everyone was like you and it was cool. Myg was very safely a mutant and could travel there if he wished. His father on the other hand, that was a murkier issue. Krakoa was mutant haven for mutants. There was a lot of feelings about humans, based on the faction it could be good or bad, but it was always strong. While it was a place he was interested in and could talk about, it was also mentally tricky for him too.<br><br>He listened to her answers about Krakoa. It was all fascinating to him. He knew that his mom’s side of the family was notable and prominent. Hell, his uncle was both Captain Avalon and Captain Briton. His dad’s side was …lets just stick with murky or shady as a polite term. Technically his parents were …well off? Old world rich ..not like Iron Man or White Queen rich. It didn’t matter because Myg’s existence had never been like that. <br><br>Oh sure he had access to the Marvel’s mansion and its equipment, but just because you belong to a gym doesn’t mean you own it. “Is that something you study for? Being the White Queen I mean or do you just sort of pay attention to your mom for pointers?” He wasn’t being snarky; he was curious about how she saw her future. He glanced around her room; it was very different from his own as far as décor and style. He did like it though. <br><br>The memorial programing came on which he was aware of but didn’t pay attention to. He put their food down where she indicated and turned back to their conversation. He quirked an eyebrow at her comment. “Follow you if I dare?” he snorted. “You’re switching outfits not antagonizing the Hulk.” he said following her. Being around superheroes his entire life meant being around what basically amounted to insanely fit world class super models wearing skin tight outfits that left little to the imagination. <br><br>He walked over to the bathroom with her and leaning on the doorframe. He was polite enough to not be facing her as she changed out of her fighting uniform and into something more casual. It was difficult not to look. He decided to head back into the room and get a plate of food. “I guess your mom wants you to remain focused the blah blah and the heiress thing.” he noted. “Still, if this person were interested in you, he should have seen it as an opportunity to impress her.” he said with a shrug. He was also kinda glad too. <br><br>He watched her as she came out of the bathroom. It was impossible not to stare a little bit. “You’re just one of those people that looks good in anything you wear.” he observed out loud which he probably shouldn't have. Too late it was out. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Armphid</strong> on <strong>18-12-2022, 16:01:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://pbs.twimg.com/media/FOZwdFoXMAMj9Mr?format=jpg&amp;name=large)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Harada Ichiki Kenichi – The Silver Samurai (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16352545#msg16352545)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City - Walking from the grounds, past the training room, to the cafeteria<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> grey tank top, black workout pants, sneakers, carrying a bokken (currently resting on the table)<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Pandemic, Virgil&nbsp; |&nbsp; Open <br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><br><hr><br>Kenichi bristled a bit at the dismissiveness in the Goblin's voice.&nbsp; Perhaps it was unintended or imagined.&nbsp; Having just met the man, it would be wise not to leap to conclusions or judge too soon.&nbsp; Whichever of their methods was successful would be unknowable as the symbiote took both and drank them down, including the glass the orange juice had come in.&nbsp; But not the gallon container of the milk.&nbsp; Was there a reason?&nbsp; Was one mentally categorized as a container and the other not?&nbsp; It was intriguing to consider given an alien mind.&nbsp; After the titanic belch and the glass spinning across the table, it seemed the issue was resolved.&nbsp; "Take care in drinking or eating something in bulk if you do not know what it will do to you, young one."<br><br>He rose to his feet and looked around the now thoroughly trashed cafeteria.&nbsp; Jac was no longer at the table, having apparently slipped out in all of the chaos.&nbsp; A disappointment, he had hoped to talk to her more.&nbsp; But then why shouldn't the rest of this experience be disappointing?&nbsp; <br><br>He sighed.&nbsp; "Please continue your meals but try not to make more of a mess if you can," he said to Pandemic.&nbsp; "Let us be respectful of the staff.&nbsp; They are taking a risk even working here, after all."&nbsp; Kenichi didn't think that the being intended to be so disrespectful to the facility, the staff, or everyone else.&nbsp; In many ways, he was as a child was.&nbsp; But this had to be contained.&nbsp; His own appetite had quite been put off by all of...this.&nbsp; So he took his plate up and carried it to the trash, dumping the food and then taking the utensils and plate to where they were to be left for cleaning by the staff later.&nbsp; He did take a few moments to drink the glass of milk that he had poured for Pandemic, since that had been left in his hand.&nbsp; He began to pick up after that, lifting fallen chairs back onto their feet, straightening tables, and then to start taking up the fallen and sometimes broken tableware that had been thrown about by the stricken symbiote's flailing.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyrical</strong> on <strong>18-12-2022, 17:33:37</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/CNnzZdw.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/SGYq5vL.jpg)</div><br><strong>Character Name:</strong> Megan Frost-Summers (<strong>Mind Witch</strong>) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349257#msg16349257)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City - Megan's Suite<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> white off the shoulder top, hip hugger blue jeans (faded/holes), bare midriff, bare feet (pearl white toe nails) <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Myg | CLOSED<br><strong>Warnings: </strong> None<br><br><hr>It was amusing when Myg had come to the entrance way of Megan's bathroom where she changed. Clearly he was not shy but it made sense given the world that supers lived in and the things they all went through together. She intentionally did a few things like pull her top on a little slower than necessary just to see if he'd sneak a peak but after a moment he dismissed himself out into the main area. At that point she could have probed his mind to see what he was thinking or feeling but Myg would know it if she did so she resisted the temptation as much as it would have been amusing to do so.<br><br>Standing in the middle of the room now with him she snorted a little chuckle at Myg. <br><br><strong>"You know the Hulk would have snuck a peak back there,"</strong> Megan said while chuckling at his comment that she was one of those people that looked good in anything. <strong>"It's the designer jeans, they make anyone's ass look good."</strong> She turned around to give Myg a good view of her backside before she slapped it herself laughing. The taught fabric over her well rounded yoga ass made a loud smack as her hand clapped against it. A small worn away patch on the inside cheek of her jeans revealed white lace panties. She then went over to take a seat on the sofa by the food, continuing the conversation while dishing out some for herself. <strong>"You know sometimes I don't know what Mother wants from me. There is always a bit of tension between what she wants and what Father wants. He is fully dedicated to fighting the battles that Krakoa needs fought. Like the general of the army or something, without them talking about it like that. If Krakoa was a chess board he'd be it's knight. What he wants from me is to do the right thing, be honorable, be brave, and do for others what they can't do themselves..."</strong> She paused with a fork in her hand about to stab some food. <strong>"I don't know if I can do that... I want to make him proud of me but sometimes I just want to go lay on a remote beach in the south pacific somewhere and forget everything... You know what I mean?"</strong> Megan finished stabbing her food and began to eat. She had momentarily skipped the part about her mother because that required a lot more thought and she let Myg know that telepathically by projecting her conflicted emotions. The emotional energy let him know that she was sometimes frustrated, sometimes angry, sometimes confused, other times confident about wanting to be like the White Queen and other times incredibly unsure of herself. There was a lot of nuances floated around in there and she tried to fight back a bit of a tear over all the overwhelming emotions... instead she let it all fade away and stared at the programing up on the monitor. It was easy to let yourself get distracted, even with real life programming happening instead of a fictional show because it still provided a very brief moment of escapism. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Callie Del Noire</strong> on <strong>18-12-2022, 20:53:16</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/665299663938650135/1007100826319339580/IMG_0010.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Dr. Morgan Stark (Aegis) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349099#msg16349099)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing</strong> Aegis Suit<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Devil’s Nyght and Open. <br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><hr><br>”so, you want to se my quarters?” Morgan asked curiously as she got up and smiled at Kaley. She got up, her sensor suit shifted into a denim jacket and jeans. She grinned as she spun around. ”I can wear anything with a thought. “<br><br>She took her girl friend’s hand and led the way down the halls till she came up to her door. “There is a room just across the hallway that hasn’t been filled.” she said as she opened the door and led the way into the luxurious suite. ”I was allowed to decorate the place when I was 12. For spring breaks after my first degree. Mom let me have Dad’s suite. I was in a goth phase. “ She said quickly as she closed the door to the bedroom. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVillain</strong> on <strong>19-12-2022, 06:37:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://pm1.narvii.com/6860/952df0bb6492d40ac84c8925d56ff8bac0fee568v2_00.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Norman Osborn II (The Red Goblin)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Red Goblin<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> OPEN<br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><hr><br>Well, nobody said the Red Goblin was a nice person. Or even particularly polite. He pretty much was what you see on the package. As batshit insane as any other Goblin - but actually trying to be a Hero. Trying. Failing often, but Trying.<br><br>"<strong>Just basic kitchen Chemistry. Been doing that since I was a kid.</strong>" he gives with a bit of a giggle.<br><br>"<strong>Honestly, I'd love to get you in a lab. Biochemically, you're nothing like a Human. Non-Invasive, Promise. I'm trying to be the Good Guy.</strong>" he adds laughing again. Kenichi might be put off by all this but Normie's even hungrier as he goes for a pastry and Coffee. Breakfast of champions and late nights in the lab.<br><br>"<strong>Not right now, obviously. Right now I'm in the mood to blow something up. Not you, obviously.</strong>" he gives with a full Goblin Giggle, rolling his neck and eating like a starving child.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bowen</strong> on <strong>19-12-2022, 07:51:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://static.wikia.nocookie.net/marveldatabase/images/b/b1/Zheng_Shang-Chi_%28Earth-616%29_from_Shang-Chi_Vol_2_11_001.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> &nbsp;Myg Zheng [Ravager] (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349087#msg16349087)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Training uniform <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Mind Witch |CLOSED<br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><hr>Myg had spent the majority of his life training in one way or another. He likened it to a nearly monastic existence because of the isolation, intensity and hours involved. You would think that would make him naïve, but he chose to look at it as more like being book smart rather than street smart. It was a strange upbringing or so he was told. The thing is with both parents being elite spies, that was part of his training as well.<br><br>Watching Megan…flirt, yes, lets go with flirt, with him was reminiscent of part of his seduction training. He understood the basics and that spies were supposed to be able to use their natural charms to distract or gain access to places they probably shouldn’t—that wasn’t what was going on here. His intuition told him that she was just enjoying her affect on him. It didn’t matter what she wore, she was an alluring person. He was just currently trying to focus on the fact that she was rather smart.<br><br>Myg thought about her observation on the Hulk. “Well considering your age and his—that would make him a pervy old man.” he joked. When she smacked her butt, he had to laugh, that was pretty funny. “No, I don’t think you could put those on just anyone and get…well that.” he said pointing at her well-rounded bottom. “You need to be able to fill it out in a certain way.” There was a difference between working out and having the ass of a supermodel.<br><br>He listened to her perceptions on her parents and what she felt they wanted from her. He doubted that was easy to share, she could have kept her answer a bit more vague or less detailed. “I understand the dichotomy you are speaking about. Mine is a bit different than yours though. Both my parents are nationalistic—China and England just don’t have the hundreds of supers that New York has, never mind the rest of the US. Dad’s human, mom’s a mutant; he believes in raising your skills while she wants me to lean into my powers.” he says letting out how different his parents were in their hopes for him. <br><br>“It was driving me over the edge for a while. The only thing I knew was I wasn’t ready to face their enemies while I was growing up and figured I had time. Mom felt I was sad; psi screens had kicked in by then so she couldn’t tell exactly what unless she became intrusive about it. It took dad to realize that I was going through the same thing he was as a child…well, he wasn’t a supervillain reaching for global domination but he saw that their wants were affecting me strongly.” He decided to spear some food with his fork and take a bite giving him a second to think.<br><br>“He told me that being who I am, there would always be expectations on me but I had to choose who I wanted to be.” He takes another bite of dinner. “How do you choose between England or China when you grew up in the States? I just chose to help everyone who needed it. That is why I stayed here.” He couldn’t possibly give her advice on who she should be, that was something everyone had to decide for themselves. No input was unacceptable too.<br><br>He nods to her question. “I know what you mean. I would like a day or two off of constantly being battle ready.” he agreed. “How about both?” Myg offered. “You don’t always have to be the knight standing at her post. Divide your time with some ‘you’ time where you take a break…like say, do a mission, then take a break?” You could honour your parents and still be true to yourself.<br><br>He read her emotions about her mom because she projected them fairly strongly. It occurred to him that sometimes you could understand someone even without the words, and with both of them being powerful telepaths, they had an easy way to share. He reached over and brushed away the tear without comment. “You know, mom made it a big deal about not being intrusive about telepathy, no matter how easy it would be to just figure things and people out with it. I spent half my time tuning everyone’s thoughts out and keeping mine to myself. I’m going to open myself up to you. You can …visit my brain anytime you want. If you want to talk or anything.” 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>19-12-2022, 08:41:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://hips.hearstapps.com/elle/assets/16/20/1463693899-x-men2.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Kendall Howlette (Torrent) <br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> X-men Uniform <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Magni, <br><strong>Warnings:<br></strong> None<br><br><hr><br>Kendall walked up to the demi god who was known as Magni. He was Thors son and he was rather imposing, his body mass was huge and he had thunder in his veins. As did Kendall as she got that from her own mother Ororo Mundero. Her Mom had a connection to Asgard when the X-men and the New Mutants had been transported there to fight Loki when he was planning to overthrow his step farther Odin and eventually enslave Earth. Her mom had told her story's of Asgard and how incredible it was like something out of Lord Of The Rings and it had sparked young Kendall's imagination as a child. "Hi Magni, I`m Kendall I don't think we have been formerly introduced. Well my chosen code name is Torrent." She offerd with a warm smile towards the son of the Thunder God. Her Mom had told her while in Asgard she had been worshipped as a Goddess among Gods and even wielded her own version of Thor`s signature hammer when fighting Loki and his dark forces. Her dad Logan didn't talk much about the Asgardian adventure only that he was glad when it was over and the X-men and the New Mutants were returned to Earth. However what her Mom told her was that at the time both teams were offered the chance to stay in Asgard and at the time a few of them were indeed tempted by the offer. The X-men were at the time dealing with alot of Mutant hatred back on Earth and they had lost several members of the X-men at that time to violence, the chance to start again on a new world was tempting for some of them. Her mom herself even admitted she was tempted to stay and to be a Warrior, a Valkyrie of Asgrad but in the end her duty's to the X-men brought her back to Earth. Kendall wouldn't have been born as her dad made it clear he wanted to return to Earth. It wasn't until later after much heartache from both her parents they eventually fell in love and married. Having a friendship as a foundation first before they became a couple, although her aunt Kitty did once admitt to her that her folks had been hooking up for years before they eventually crossed the line to committed relationship. <br><br>Kendall took a deep breath as she looked up at Magni who did tower over her somewhat. "So In terms of raw power what are you packing? And what kinda moves do you want to werk on? I presume you're dad has taught you all kindes of things over the years?" She asked him with a smile and a shrug. "My pa is big on hand to hand combat as well, given he`s the Wolverine, and my siblings can all fight up close and nasty so...I kinda picked it up from them." other teammates she wanted to fight were Myg who was the son of another X-woman with her aunt Betsey who was Psylocke was one of the deadliest women within the *hero* community. She also knew that the Red Goblin would pack a punch given who his family were, both Goblin and Morgan Stark had the most expensive tech on the planet and even they could neutralize a mutant like herself with ease if she didn't learn knew tactics and ways of fighting. Her Pa said you never stopped learning new things and skills and given how old he was he should know what he was talking about. Kaley Jones Murdock had two skilled fighters as parents with Daredevil and Jessica Jones which meant she knew how to throw a punch and Pandemic was a symbiote which still people knew so little about after all these years. Finally MindWitch who was another telepath and daughter of fellow X-men Cyclops and Emma Frost could literally get into you're head and disabled you, Kendall needed to learn some tricks to know when a telepath was working in you're head. Kendall waved over both Pandemic and Norman to come and speak with her and Magni if they wanted.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyrical</strong> on <strong>20-12-2022, 00:44:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/CNnzZdw.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/SGYq5vL.jpg)</div><br><strong>Character Name:</strong> Megan Frost-Summers (<strong>Mind Witch</strong>) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349257#msg16349257)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City - Megan's Suite<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> white off the shoulder top, hip hugger blue jeans (faded/holes), bare midriff, bare feet (pearl white toe nails) <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Myg | CLOSED<br><strong>Warnings: </strong> None<br><br><hr>There was food and Megan was currently shoveling a good sized portion into her trap as she shut it to listen to Myg talk. She smiled around her mouthful of food and nodded as he spoke. <br><br>He said <em>"... she&lt;mom&gt; wants me to lean into my powers." </em><br><br>She telepathically projected feelings of sympathy and understanding. Her mom was exactly the same. ... in her head and his, she mimicked the White Queen's voice with over exaggerated tones but did it to the shared vision of a radiant Emma Frost seated on a throne of ice, draped in white furs and nearly completely bare legs as she lectured, <strong>"Darling, what is the point of power if one doesn't use it to get what you want. Embrace it."</strong> At the same time, Megan in the physical world waved her fork like an orchestra conductor and rolled her eyes.<br><br>Megan resumed her nodding as Myg talked about the stresses of it all and trying to choose between England or China when he grew up in the USA. <br><br>Between mouthfuls, Megan mumbled, <strong>"Your lucky it's not Krakoa."</strong> Her eyes were still damp with all the frustrated feelings.<br><br><em>&lt;Myg&gt; reached over and brushed away the tear without comment. “You know, mom made it a big deal about not being intrusive about telepathy, no matter how easy it would be to just figure things and people out with it. I spent half my time tuning everyone’s thoughts out and keeping mine to myself. I’m going to open myself up to you. You can …visit my brain anytime you want. If you want to talk or anything.”</em><br><br>Not moving, Megan let Myg touch her cheek and brush the tear away. She looked up at him with her big round ice blue eyes, stray strands of pale gold/platinum hair framing her face then she tilted her head and leaned into his hand a little while projected her thoughts at him more instead of saying anything.<br><br>Giving him access to her feelings, she felt assured, comfort, safe, and familiar with him. Other than her mother, few other people had spent as much time in her mind or exercising their minds with her as he had. Usually when she practiced it was with people unable to share back or actively resist. So Myg's mind was like home, it felt right to share thoughts or feelings with him. And until this moment she hadn't realized just how much she missed that and let him feel all of that as well as a sensation of being welcome to her thoughts and feelings as well. <br><br><strong>"I missed you,"</strong> Megan said out loud. <strong>"Glad you're here... of course you know, now I'm going to wake you up in the middle of the night telepathically every time I have a bad dream or I just can't sleep."</strong> She grinned, wagged her eye brows and shoved more food into her face. <br><br>Tossing herself back into the cushions of the sofa Megan looked up at the TV and saw some famous super hero on the screen. <br><br><strong>"Mother would say that his costume was gauche, it looks so uncomfortable and not practical. Like it should at least be stylish. Someone call Yves Saint Laurent.. To bad for him he can't go to see Jumbo Carnation (https://marvel.fandom.com/wiki/Jumbo_Carnation_(Earth-616)). That is a master craftsman of fine costumes. The main body of mine was created by him. Although that was several years ago so it's a little snug in the wrong places. The ungodly gloves and boots are the practical parts that someone else added... Don't get me started on those...."</strong> She paused and looked Myg up and down. <br><br><strong>"This is a silly question but would you consider being my White Knight in the HellFire Corporation and sit in the White Council with me?.... I mean not now.. But theoretically if i suddenly had to take the White Queen's throne?..."</strong> Megan gave mischievous grin and thought for a moment as she ate a small bite then smacked her lips with satisfaction. <strong>"You know.. Just in case I had to depose the ruling class."</strong> She laughed because she was just being silly about that last part. Megan wasn't hiding any feelings or thoughts from Myg she just let him have it all. Including the part where she was clearly picturing him in a badass sort of white ninja like costume and bare exposed bulging biceps... plus a pair of very tight pants. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cold Heritage</strong> on <strong>20-12-2022, 09:15:17</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/nHeZWaE.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Magni Thorsson<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> White tunic, white trousers, leather boots<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Ravager, Devils Nyght, Aegis, Roulette, Pandemic, War Bride, Mind Witch, Red Goblin, Torrent, Silver Samurai<br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><br><hr><br><strong>"Hail and well met, Torrent."</strong> The demigod greeted Torrent. <strong>"I am Magni as thou knowest."</strong> He introduced himself, though it was not needful, to make the whole thing official and proper. Magni was not well versed in the affairs of the X-Men or mutants as whole. He understood the broad strokes and knew they now had their own homeland called Krakoa, but he was still confused by the integration of individuals like Magneto into the ruling body of Krakoa. It was, however, not of much moment to the demigod - the mutants were more often victims through no fault of their own. The strife between humans and mutants seemed to Magni like a brother war rather than a conflict of two different peoples.<br><br><strong>"I hath great strength. E'en greater than mine father's."</strong> Magni said of what he had in terms of raw power. <strong>"An' I canst give of mine own godly lifeforce to heal all beings, ere they be living."</strong> <br><br>He looked off and to the side as she spoke of what his father taught him. Magni looked back over to the young mutant and gave a small nod. <strong>"Aye, 'tis so. Mine father hath taught me of things in the by and by."</strong> The demigod said noncommittally. <strong>"By my troth, I am but middling in skill in any contest of arms. All must I learn, though methinks I must restrain myself to doing so within Ásgarðr."</strong> <br><br>The demigod put his hands on his hips. It seemed like they were alone. <strong>"I had the thought that thou camest to announce some great deed that must needs be done by the Marvels, or some quest that must be undertaken. Is it not so, Tempest?"</strong> 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>21-12-2022, 18:01:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://hips.hearstapps.com/elle/assets/16/20/1463693899-x-men2.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Kendall Howlette (Torrent) <br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> X-men Uniform <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Magni, <br><strong>Warnings:<br></strong> None<br><br><hr><br>"Hail and well met to you too Magni!" Kendall said with a warm smile towards the big young man who was known as Magni Thorsson. "We have met before but their are so many of us these days...Prodigy babies I guess you could call us. The Kids of Heroes of yester year." She shrugged with a smile. Living up to their parents legacy's was a tall order and yet it was a path so many of them had already chosen. From what Storm knew of Magni his mother was the heroine known as Zarda the Power Princess who had conceived a child with Thor, but she didn't stay around to raise her so, he hadn't known love in the way Kendall had with her parents. She felt sorry for him in that regard, but he was still a hero, he was still his fathers son and he was still a huge asset to this brimming new team called the Marvels. "Sometimes its hard to keep up with everyone you know? Given their are so many of us. She offerd with some slight shame in her voice that she hadn't gotten to know her new teammate's yet. She felt guilt about that, how could she put her life in their hands and vice versa if they didn't know each other. The X-men were a family and it was that closeness which held them together for so long. He said he was stronger then his farther and had healing abilities, which to be honest would always be useful given how many injuries the team would and could sustain. He stated he thought she had come to talk of a upcoming mission for the team, which would be nice but no such problem had arisen....yet. "You keep calling me Tempest...my codename is Torrent. I did think about Tempest but that name was already taken. By a foe of the X-men infact, his abilities and mine are similar...as far as I know he was killed fighting X-Force they were a more aggressive branch of the X-men. Believed that they could kill their enemies as a suitable way of putting them down once and for all. But the Marvels. We arn`t going to be about killing, were going to be about following the confines of the Law. But Magni....perhapes you and I could...spar? I want to test my powers and my limits." She said with almost a mischievous smile. Her fathers bloodlust and rage was something that lived within Kendall and something that she was very aware of within herself.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cold Heritage</strong> on <strong>22-12-2022, 06:41:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/nHeZWaE.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Magni Thorsson<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> White tunic, white trousers, leather boots<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Ravager, Devils Nyght, Aegis, Roulette, Pandemic, War Bride, Mind Witch, Red Goblin, Torrent, Silver Samurai<br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><br><hr><br>Magni was chagrined to have called Torrent by the wrong code name. He bowed his head. <strong>"Please, grant me thine forgiveness for mine error."</strong><br><br>The demigod understood that they would not kill. It was not the way of the superheroes of this realm to do so. Magni had no particular moral compunction against killing in open combat or as a penalty for a criminal of proven guilt, but the ways of the gods were not the ways of mortals. And here, in this place, it was by the customs of mortals he would conduct himself. He wondered, precisely, how the laws of the realm might pertain to him - he was only, in a sense, a part of it through his paternal grandmother who was Gaea herself. And Magni did not for a moment believe that Gaea was concerned about any of the laws that the mortals had conceived and codified for themselves, whether past, present, or future. There had been times when his father had been sanctioned by certain governing bodies when he acted as an Avenger, and other times when he was at odds with them. Whatever the case might be, legally, Magni was intent on following the path trod by his father before him. To be a hero, to defend, to help the helpless. <br><br><strong>"If thou wish it so, we may spar."</strong> The demigod said, inclining his head. <strong>"Doth thou wish to do so within, or without? My mighty body is made of sterner stuff than aught about us . . . if thou wouldst truly test thy limits I fear thou wouldst tear asunder the roof overhead and bring low the walls about us."</strong> It would not do after all for Torrent to bring down the house on everyone if she let loose. Magni was confident that he could withstand the worst storm that Torrent could bring into being, even though he had no more command over storms, thunder, and lightning than Torrent had command over frogs and newts. It would be through sheer durability that Magni would endure, not because he could tame the elements she could bring to bear against him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bowen</strong> on <strong>22-12-2022, 06:54:32</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://static.wikia.nocookie.net/marveldatabase/images/b/b1/Zheng_Shang-Chi_%28Earth-616%29_from_Shang-Chi_Vol_2_11_001.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> &nbsp;Myg Zheng [Ravager] (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349087#msg16349087)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Training uniform <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Mind Witch |CLOSED<br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><hr>Watching Megan eat reminded him that he didn’t have to be so tentative. They could eat and talk, they weren’t eating at Buckingham palace or anything. He was glad that she wasn’t one of those girls from television that had something small like a salad and tried to be all dainty about it. Being a Marvel burned a lot of calories every day. <br><br>Watching the teleprojected illusion of her mother made him chuckle, especially the vocal imitation. “That was really well done.” he commended her. “Doesn’t she get cold sitting on that thing?” he joked. “Good thing I have you here. You can help me practice.” he projected into her mind as he shoved a forkful into his mouth and chewed. <br><br>He nodded to her comment about it not being Krakoa. “We get pulled a dozen different ways. I imagine the gravity that island exerts is hard to ignore.” He really didn’t think about brushing her tear away. She was sad, he wanted to comfort her. It was that simple. It was only when she leaned into it that he was happy she didn’t flinch or pull away. He was good at group links; his mother taught him that. Right now, it was just a group of two but he easily accepted her presence. <br><br>Just as she opened up to him, he naturally did the same. It felt ..normal with Megan. He smiled when she said she missed him. “I think it would be impossible to say that I didn’t miss you too, especially since you were just in my head and everything.” he easily admitted. He nodded at her criteria. “So, its sounds like we’re going to be inside each other’s heads a lot.” Her mildly lewd insinuation made him laugh out loud. “There are worse fates in the world then being woken up in the middle of the night by a beautiful girl who wants your attention.” he points out. <br><br>He shifted his position then just headed over to the couch to be beside her and watch tonight’s event. Part of him was expecting some supervillain to interrupt the proceeding in some explosive way. Her discussion of superhero fashion went from the guy onscreen to herself. He found himself mentally reviewing what she looked like for the places that were ‘too tight’. That could lead down a rabbit hole.<br><br>He turned and faced her. “So, you want me to be your White Knight?” he asked. He knew some of it was jokey but these questions had a partially serious air to them too. “I’m good with the title…but we walk side by side.” he states as he catches her thoughts on what his attire should look like. He never liked the idea of following someone. There should be a tactical leader in case of a fight, that made sense—in all other situations, people were equal.<br><br>This of course prompted a similar wondering for him on her attire. In his head she displayed a lot less skin than her mother, &nbsp;definitely her midriff (https://static.wikia.nocookie.net/marveldatabase/images/f/f4/Emma_Frost_%28Earth-41001%29_from_X-Men_The_End_Vol_1_2_0001.jpg/revision/latest/scale-to-width-down/150?cb=20220715040239) and her costume was still form fitting. He leaned in so they were close “I’m not sure how we will actually run anything.” 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyrical</strong> on <strong>24-12-2022, 21:27:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/CNnzZdw.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/SGYq5vL.jpg)</div><br><strong>Character Name:</strong> Megan Frost-Summers (<strong>Mind Witch</strong>) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349257#msg16349257)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City - Megan's Suite<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> white off the shoulder top, hip hugger blue jeans (faded/holes), bare midriff, bare feet (pearl white toe nails) <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Myg | CLOSED<br><strong>Warnings: </strong> nothing... yet<br><br><hr>During the conversation, Myg had alluded to how cold the ice throne must be on the White Queen's ass and Megan giggled a little at the idea. It brought to mind the concept of that her mother could turn into diamond, a trait that she shared with her. There was a good reason why people called Megan the Ice Princess at times. She even toyed with that as her super name for awhile. She was still very undecided on the whole super name in general.<br><br>It was hard not to beat the concept that you could talk telepathically while eating and still able to hear the live televised programming being displayed on the monitor. Nothing of excite was happening there although at one point she did hear Myg half wondering if some evil doer was going to show up to make a mess out of it. But she was distracted more about the idea that they would be inside each other's heads a lot more and the fact that Myg seemed to welcome it. She was glad that he admitted to missing her as well. She fought off the dirty thought that was creeping into her mind when he talked about having a beautiful girl wanting his attention, she was used to the idea of men finding her beautiful but it was a much more pleasant experience when the feeling was mutual. Her old friend, had grown up and filled out well. She caught herself glancing at his arm flexing as he also ate his food.<br><br>After Myg's thoughts toyed around with the concept of Megan's outfits being too tight and fighting the urge to not go down that rabbit hole she allowed her own mind to slip into the rabbit hole. Momentarily the mental image that Myg would receive from that would be graphically explicit and very inviting, the most embarrassing part of that is that with Megan's abilities she would accidentally make him feel it as much as visualize it. Her eyes went wide and she sunk down into her seat a bit, quickly stuffing her mouth with another bite of food and focusing extremely hard on how good the foot tasted instead of the details of her previously intimate thought.<br><br>Those thoughts she had came just at the tale end of Myg talking about becoming a white knight and not sure about running anything.<br><br>Megan welcomed the opportunity to dive onto that topic instead of her lewd thoughts.<br><br><strong>"White Knights or Bishops are more protectors and enforcers,"</strong> Megan said. <strong>"Mom's White Bishop is actually the captain of one the Hellfire Corporations primary ocean vessels. It's a submarine-battle cruiser that faeries mutant refugees from countries that refuse to allow mutants to leave or have rights... Her friend the Red Queen also ran a sort of pirate vessel that patrolled helping mutants and delivering the Krakoa flower medications to those same countries underground markets... Not sure what it's happening right now with either one of them. I only learn stuff long after it's happened."</strong> She shrugged her shoulders. Her words were on the topic but she couldn't lie to Myg. Her mind was still on very intimate ideas. She really really wanted to kiss him right now and caught herself looking at his lips as he was drinking or eating something. They looked soft and his eyes were so dark and mysterious. Megan wanted to move closer and could feel her heart racing. She pushed on in the conversation but found herself involuntarily move a little closer to him while setting her food down. <strong>"I'm not my mother. As White Queen, i'd want my White Knight beside me all the time. Just so I could have someone that i trust watching my back."</strong> She had attempted to move in closer to him one leg leaning over, knee rubbing against Myg's thigh. <strong>"Who knows that the future holds.. but mom is helping a lot of people and I could get behind that."</strong> She swallowed because she was very close to Myg now, one of her arms draped along the back of the sofa and her slender fingers coming very close to touching his shoulder. Her mind was anticipating the touch of her long white painted nails to his taught rippling muscles. Her mind was not on the conversation at all anymore. All she could think about was Myg. <strong>"Would you... watch my back and keep me safe?"</strong> She let her fingers try to touch him, hoping that he wouldn't pull back. She swallowed hard.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bowen</strong> on <strong>26-12-2022, 10:12:38</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://static.wikia.nocookie.net/marveldatabase/images/b/b1/Zheng_Shang-Chi_%28Earth-616%29_from_Shang-Chi_Vol_2_11_001.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> &nbsp;Myg Zheng [Ravager] (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349087#msg16349087)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Training uniform <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Mind Witch |CLOSED<br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><hr>Myg wasn’t used to talking like this in an intimate setting. Maybe he should have been way more nervous but it was Megan. She may have been one of the most beautiful girls he knew, but she was also the most comfortable person to be around. She had already seen inside his head when they were younger and she still wanted to talk to him. That was probably the most embarrassing moment of his life, and it turned out pretty good.<br><br>He could feel the idea of her toying with Ice Princes at some point. Code names were code names. Sometimes they were awesome and clever and then there was his dad who just went with this birth name—which was all kinds of strange for a covert operative. He got his from the Jarvis computer after it watched him fight. Megan could have gone with something like Psyche or Psyren…hell she could have gone for Siren and that would have worked too. <br><br>He was enjoying this meal as much for the company as for the food. That they moved from words to telepathy and back without missing a beat felt perfectly normal, even if he had never done that with anyone else. One of the images he conjured for her outfit was far more risqué and sensual than the others. Did he do that or did she as a reaction to his costume concepts. All he knew was that his body was fully on edge and energized as if she were dressed like that and close. <br><br>The blood raced through his body and it was rather impossible to disguise the fact that he was suddenly hard from her. A table or a pillow wouldn’t matter to someone sharing your headspace. Well, he was clearly attracted to his dinner date, its not like he had been quiet or subtle about that. The thing that made this all bearable was that he could feel Megan had similar feelings coursing through her mind as well.<br><br>He listened to the way she described the position of the Knights and Bishops. It was sophisticated organized crime meets a chessboard. Myg was not so naïve as to believe that the prejudice against mutants had died down or even gone away. For whatever reason, someone like Thor coming from another dimension and displaying godlike powers was widely accepted. The idea of mutants being the next evolutionary step and having powers that other humans did not was crazy. Why? No one ever put billions of dollars trying to create a Sentinel program to hunt Wonder Man or Atlas down. Johny Storm could burst into flame…but when Sunfire did it…completely bad?<br><br>They both scootched over a little. He didn’t think about it, he just wanted to be closer to her. “You are going to have to learn this though.” he pointed out. “I doubt your mom is going to just spring this …promotion on you if you aren’t qualified.” He nods when she speaks about trust, trust was the basis for pretty much everything in a friendship or a relationship. “And I want to go with you when you get this on-the-job training. We would need to work together from the beginning, not have an adjustment period.”<br><br>When he felt her leg over his, she was anything but an Ice Princess, Megan was rather warm and he was heating up too. “Helping people is important. Fighting threats happens once in a while, people need help daily.” It was like a magnet was drawing them closer. She asked about trust again and he easily found an answer “You can always trust me. I would always have your back.” He stopped trying to reason or plot the future. He only noticed the girl he crushed on was now all grown up. <br><br>Maybe it was just his practicality, but he really wanted to kiss her and craning their necks seemed to be a rather uncomfortable way to go about that. Taking her by the hips he lifted her onto his lap and pulled her close. God she smelled nice. The kiss just happened.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VoluptuousVixen</strong> on <strong>29-12-2022, 13:17:31</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://hips.hearstapps.com/elle/assets/16/20/1463693899-x-men2.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Kendall Howlette (Torrent) <br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> X-men Uniform <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Magni, <br><strong>Warnings:<br></strong> None<br><br><hr><br>Torrent needed a good sparing session and Magni was certainly built to give her a run for her money. She gestured towards the Danger Room Section. Installed by Tony Stark himself she knew that it would be enough to create a situation for the two heroes to fight in, the Marvels had such potential to be a great team. To live up to the legacy of the Avengers, The Fantastic Four and the X-men. Just then the comms on the wall went off, Kendall frowned and rushed over it it indicating to Magni this was urgant and she needed to do so. It was a live newsfeed&nbsp; a young mutant was been attacked in central park New York by a Sentinel. A Sentinel? Those cybernetic mutant hunted had been decommissioned YEARS ago and now one was fighting a young mutant in public. Her family had told her all about the mutants who had been slain and captured by these mechanical demon's years ago, enemies' of the X-men, her parent's. She gasped as she watched the footage flashing before her eyes. "Magni! I think we might need to assemble the team." She said rather loudly with panic in her voice. <br><br>She turned to look at the towering man over her right shoulder. "A ghost from the X-men`s past has remerged in central park." She was worried as any of the team who carried the X gene would be a target to this thing. She herself was the child of 2 mutants and she would be the first target the Trask Sentinel would go for."[/color] Her eyes flashed white like her mother when she felt her blood pressure rising which was indicative of her farther, the Wolverine.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyrical</strong> on <strong>29-12-2022, 17:34:16</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/CNnzZdw.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/SGYq5vL.jpg)</div><br><strong>Character Name:</strong> Megan Frost-Summers (<strong>Mind Witch</strong>) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349257#msg16349257)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City - Megan's Suite<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> white off the shoulder top, hip hugger blue jeans (faded/holes), bare midriff, bare feet (pearl white toe nails) <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Myg | CLOSED<br><strong>Warnings: </strong> Heated make-out sesh?<br><br><hr>The heat coming from Myg's thoughts were embarrassingly exciting. And the idea that he wanted to be a part of her life and was seriously even talking about being her knight or bishop or being her anything at all felt like she was moving to fast but it didn't matter. Everything had that feeling like being a date in high school and finding yourself clicking with someone so well that you start talking about what life would be like together as a serious couple before even going that far. It was exciting, heady, and had her heart racing with sexual tension. She didn't even care if they were moving a little too fast because he seemed to be clearly into it as she was. As they touched and got closer her heart thudded hard in her chest, and being in his mind with it so freely open she could feel the actual physical throbbing of attraction for her. It was wild. <br><br><em>“You can always trust me. I would always have your back.” &lt;Myg&gt; stopped trying to reason or plot the future. He only noticed the girl he crushed on was now all grown up.</em><br><br>Megan couldn't swallow, he was so close now and his thoughts were cemented in her mind. His actions and hers were seamless. She could feel the touch his of hand on her hip before he even moved her. She leaned into it and pressed her hip to his fingers then almost floated over into his lap, spreading her legs so they could rest on either side of his body. The heat between her thighs ached to be closer to him and she pressed them down straddling his lap. Her slim arms rested along his, fingers reaching up to caress his face while their lips begin to touch. Illusion, real, mental impression, desire, it was all melding into one. She let him feel all of her desire and pleasure, intermingling it with his. Like an echo chamber reflecting physical sensation and emotional connection she melted into the kiss, her tongue reaching out to touch his. She didn't even notice when she began to grind against him, her hips rocking back and forth. She felt the man that Myg had become and all thoughts of him as a boy were completely erased. Her body leaned into him, soft full warm breasts pressing against his chest through her shirt and his. The thoughts were lusty and sensual, if she wasn't nude against him then it didn't matter because she projected onto him exactly what it would feel like if she were.<br><br>In the heat of their passionate exchange she also let him know that this was as far as she logically wanted to go in the moment... Well, she physically wanted to go all the way with him but she let him know that she was intentionally holding back... Keep it above the waistline was the message... I don't want to ruin whatever this could be. <br><br>That was the great thing about having a mental connection with someone, Megan could let him know exactly how she felt and what she wanted without having to say a word. No guessing games and she didn't have to stop what she was doing unless he was the one that wanted to stop.<br><br>Her lips pressed hard against his, wet, warm, and soft. Parted with tongues dancing. Megan wanted to devour him with lust and even fully clothed she couldn't help but project every bit of her intense naked sexual energy onto him as she continued to grind against him physically. With a free hand she reached out and tried to hold onto his hand, to intertwine their fingers with one to grip him, feel his strength and shape. If he let her she'd eventually put that hand onto her waist and with her hand on the back of his attempt to slide it up under her top to grasp her breasts hungrily.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cold Heritage</strong> on <strong>30-12-2022, 07:03:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/nHeZWaE.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Magni Thorsson<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> White tunic, white trousers, leather boots<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Torrent<br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><br><hr><br>Magni looked towards the Danger Room as Torrent gestured to it. He proceeded towards it, but came up short when Torrent paused and went to a comms unit on the wall. The demigod stood patiently while she watched, and Magni turned his gaze to see what it was. His blue eyes took in the scene, and while it was easy to grasp that there was someone in distress who required assistance, Magni lacked the context to grasp the full gravity of the situation. Even with the context of Torrent's reaction denoting that it was serious Magni could not help but feel as though a single automaton was hardly sufficient cause to rouse the whole team, but he did not give voice to this thought. Because Torrent was taking it seriously Magni kept a lid on the impulse to suggest that the pair of them could handle it by themselves.<br><br><strong>"As thou deem best, Torrent. Rouse the team to action!"</strong> The demigod declared. He felt vindicated in remaining to hear what Torrent had to say - thus was Magni among the first to know that there was a battle to be fought and a foe to be laid low. The Sentinel did not look very impressive on the comm screen, and Magni was certainly not afraid of a single man-made construct. Would such a thing even be able to withstand a single blow from his mighty fist? Even though Magni doubted the fortitude of the mechanical menace, he was in a way rather pleased: it was a machine, and as such, he had no need to worry about holding back his godly strength. Against a living opponent, he would need to restrain himself so as not to slay any he contended with. Yet, his father had always held back from using the fullness of his divine strength. Magni realized he ought to as well, even if this opponent was one he might reasonably unleash it all upon without any stain upon his conscience.<br><br>Although perhaps the base was equipped with a quinjet or some other conveyance, Magni thought of his great steed, Gullfaxi (https://i.imgur.com/yVbSm38.jpg). The great steed stood some 24 hands tall, and his weight was considerable, as the horse boasted the super-dense musculature and bone of beings from Ásgarðr. <br><br><strong>"I shall meet thee at the Central Park."</strong> Magni said with barely restrained enthusiasm for the upcoming fight. It made him feel oh so very alive to be going into combat. There was a thrill to it that nothing he had so far encountered in his life could hold a candle to.<br><br>Magni departed from the training room and went quickly to where his horse was stabled. He approached the huge stallion and patted Gullfaxi's head with a huge hand. <strong>"'Tis the hour, Gold-Mane, when we ride the heart of battle."</strong> Magni said to the horse in a voice who softness belied his roused warlike nature. The horse snorted and stamped one uru-shod foot. Magni smiled and led his horse forth from the Marvels building. It was only outside that there was sufficient clearance for him to vault up onto Gullfaxi's back. <strong>"To the Central Park, Gullfaxi! Race with all thy swiftness!"</strong> The demigod urged, and in response to his command Gullfaxi neighed, reared, and then took off! The horse moved forward, coming quickly to a gallop that saw the horse ascend from the ground to race through the air. Only Sleipnir could run faster, and no mortal horse could match Gullfaxi for swiftness.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bowen</strong> on <strong>30-12-2022, 09:50:25</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://img.nickpic.host/CczDpf.png)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> &nbsp;Modi (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349086#msg16349086)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> As picture<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Torrent, Magni, Open<br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><hr>Some times you shouldn’t go to your mother for advice. Well, if your mom is Amora, the Enchantress, that is. You wake up, feel like you are in a rut, doing the same things every day. Training with weapons, training with magic, training in a danger room. As an immortal, you do not want to get stuck in a rut…you want to be rut free. Mom noticed my mood in the morning when she made breakfast—and by make breakfast, I don’t mean she got in an apron and toiled over an oven, that is just for roleplay with dad. <br><br>She gestured at the table and enough food to fuel a jamboree appeared in front of me. Mom sat having a latte and asked what was bugging me. I explained the whole ‘rut’ thing and she nearly laughed into her coffee. She explained that men and women of Asgard don’t have these issues. They train, of course you train—you don’t want to fall from your horse riding into battle or try to pull off some maneuver and end up doing the splits when you aren’t really limber enough to do that. It was simple. You train and then you go off and find one of your enemies and you fight. None of this simulated battle, with all these safeguards. <br><br>It seemed like pretty solid advice. Ok, most moms wouldn’t tell you to go off and find or make an enemy to get over something but Modi’s parents were complicated. He didn’t want to cause problems for the sake of causing problems and once again, mom to the rescue. Go to Asgard, she said. Plenty of his dads’ enemies still lived amongst the jotun’s there. I ate breakfast and kissed mom good bye. It was perfect. Find some giant habitation and then walk whilst looking like Thor. It was a no brainer. <br><br>I managed the teleportation spell to Asgard. And yeah, I knew the city, sort of, I mean I’ve been there during summer vacations and stuff. I knew were Magni lived. Yeah, things got a whole lot less ‘no brainer’ it was totally brainer. I guess I must have looked a little lost, this totally beautiful woman…ok she’s a goddess, they are all beautiful walks up to me. She was eyeing my axe Jarnbjorn, so I guess she figured out who I was. Turns out she’s a Valkyrie by the name of Sygnet. <br><br>We get to talking and she’s impressed with mom’s advice. Normally Amora a lot sneakier and all that. Sygnet decided to help me out. She loans me her flying horse with wings that is not a Pegasus…apparently the Greeks got a copyright on that and drew me a crude map to where the storm giants live. And off I go. To make a long story slightly shorter. I land, meet someone called Drang the Younger and he did not like the cut of my jib…not sure what that means but he pulls out a huge mace and tries to smoosh me into the ground. <br><br>Mom was right, rut gone. On the other hand, this guy is trying to kill me for walking while blonde. We go at it, trading blows and smashing each other into trees and houses. I get cut, bruised and not sure if anything broke, but my bones did make some alarming noises when we were wrestling. I blast the guy with a fireball and he stops all shocked and calls me a cheater. I was like…whut? And then every brother, cousin and friend this person every made just comes out of the woodwork to try and kill me too. <br><br>I smash Drang the Younger in the head and then throw him at his friends before deciding to get on the not-Pegasus and flying off. Who would have known that giants can throw lightning bolts? I imagine a native would know and it seemed Storm giant wasn’t just some fierce name to separate them from the frost and the fire giants. We survive thanks to having Thor as a dad and learning to dodge lighting bolts growing up. Sygnet wasn’t even pissed over the blood on her steed, she would have figured I lied if there were no blood or bruising.<br><br>Teleporting back to the Marvel compound I hear Torrent saying “Magni! I think we might need to assemble the team.” I walk in to see my brother and Kendall. “Hey I’m totally in!” Modi tells them feeling charged up. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bowen</strong> on <strong>02-01-2023, 01:21:43</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://static.wikia.nocookie.net/marveldatabase/images/b/b1/Zheng_Shang-Chi_%28Earth-616%29_from_Shang-Chi_Vol_2_11_001.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> &nbsp;Myg Zheng [Ravager] (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349087#msg16349087)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Training uniform <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Mind Witch |CLOSED<br><strong>Warnings:</strong> None<br><hr>Myg wasn’t one of those people that had an idea or a hunch and then waited for something like a New Years resolution to act on it. When they were talking about running the Hellfire Club it was a combination of fun, making plans with Megan and a challenge. He was always going to be part of the Marvels but just like his parents, he had no doubt he would join a few other teams as well. Megan asked so he answered and was completely in the moment doing so. Was it too much too fast? Maybe? He just knew if she asked, he would join her. <br><br>Mentally they shared a space where they could see and feel each other’s desires—it was either insanely brave of both of them or just a normal extension of the way they had learned to communicate years ago. Maybe it was a bit of both. Physical touch made everything even more intense. It never occurred to him to dial back being mentally linked in order to soften all these emotions. This is the way people would be if they could, he wasn’t going to stop this and mute the feelings.<br><br>His hands glided up and down her thighs and waist, his mind touched hers as their tongues dueled. Their desires were similarly growing and in need of exploration. Thanks to Megan he could feel what it would be like to be naked and grinding against each other—it was bliss to put it mildly. Her soft breast against his hard chest just brought out the passions in the normally stoic young man. Wherever she touched his body flexed.<br><br>He could feel how far she wanted to go on an intimate level. It was kind of perfect not to feel you were overstepping. They both wanted the same thing as an end goal, but they didn’t have to rush in getting there. Which was great with him, he wanted to spend time doing other fun things with Megan and discover her hobbies…like did she bowl? He let his hands wander up her back, learning her body and caressing her through her white top. <br><br>She reached for his hand and he went with it, liking the feeling of their fingers interlacing. It was physically anchoring and there was a symbolism there that appealed to the philosopher in him. His free hand slipped beneath the thin material of her top and caressed her bare skin. He couldn’t help himself, cupping and fondling her breast. Nibbling down her neck his thumb circled her nipple. <br><br>Outside there were news of Sentinels but no alarm had begun so Myg continued to search out Megan’s pleasure as well as his own.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deathnote</strong> on <strong>02-01-2023, 04:49:40</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/24/Venom_Klyntar.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Pandemic (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349300#msg16349300)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City - Cafeteria<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Er...<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Ravager, Devils Nyght, Aegis, Roulette, War Bride, Mind Witch, Red Goblin, Magni, Torrent<br><strong>Warnings:<br></strong> None<br><br><hr><br>Pandemic immediately started bouncing on the spot as soon as he recovered from his... ordeal.&nbsp; He proceeded to completely ignore Kenichi's suggestion and started shoveling more chocolate-covered goodies into his open mouth.&nbsp; He really needed to get that spicy taste out... even though he technically didn't have taste buds.&nbsp; He could grow taste buds if he wanted to.&nbsp; It made the chocolate-eating experience all that much more enjoyable, but he could easily get rid of the spicy hot sauce taste by retracting his taste buds.<br><br>"Ooh!&nbsp; If you wanna blow something up, how bout we go check out the Danger Room later on?" Pandemic suggested as soon as Norman expressed a desire to blow something up.&nbsp; He glanced over to Kenichi as well and said, "How bout it?&nbsp; It'll give us a chance to get to know what each of us are really capable of."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Marvels RPG_Basecamp</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyrical</strong> on <strong>02-01-2023, 16:50:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/CNnzZdw.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/SGYq5vL.jpg)</div><br><strong>Character Name:</strong> Megan Frost-Summers (<strong>Mind Witch</strong>) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349257#msg16349257)<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Marvels Building Upstate New York City - Megan's Suite<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> white off the shoulder top, hip hugger blue jeans (faded/holes), bare midriff, bare feet (pearl white toe nails) <br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Myg | CLOSED<br><strong>Warnings: </strong> Heated make-out sesh, including graphic mental nudity<br><br><hr>Those hands were rough and calloused, attached to arms with rippling muscles and a body made of iron. To say that Myg was hot would be an understatement. Megan had thought about him like this before when they were young, back then wondering what he'd be like to make out with but now she was finally getting to feel it and mentally experience it. She let him know this, not holding anything back. It was embarrassing and a little funny to let him know that the first time she had masturbated was while thinking about him back when they were young. But it felt good to share the thoughts so that he knew that this didn't just come out of nowhere, she had a secret little crush on him for years but never actually thought anything would come of it.<br><br>Locking lips with Myg was fantastic, she shared her physical sensations with him and continued grinding in his lap, giving him all those dirty little thoughts of hers, impressing on him all the feelings of her naked body. As she mentally could imagine his maleness pressing up against the soft folds between her legs she shared that sensation with him... Letting a man know what it was like to be a woman experiencing this and feeding back off his own sensations. The loop of pleasure was intoxicating and rapidly building into her first orgasm. She was so very close to letting loose right there in his lap with his hand on her breast and her jeans covered sex humping the bulge in his pants. While his thumb was making circles over her nipples they responded, growing stiffer and plump under the attention. The soft areolas puffing up and the tips growing tight while swelling at the rough caresses. She held onto the back of his hand knowing his thoughts on the intertwining connection which easily translated into a full sexual entanglement between the silk sheets of her bed. Trying hard not to project those thoughts into his head they slipped in as little flashes while she grew more heated from the steady motions of her body in his lap.<br><br>Whatever was going on with Sentinels or what not didn't enter her mind, because Myg's lips on her neck was one to many acts of stimulation bringing her over the edge and into orgasm. Rocking hips faster and pressing down like she was trying force him inside of her through the clothing her whole body trembled. Megan's clit was throbbing so achingly hard she thought for a moment that she might wet herself right then and there. <br><br>Leaning into his, face Megan licked his ear and nibbled on his earlobe while she softly moaned, <strong>"Oh fuck..."</strong> Her breath was hot against him. <strong>"I'm cumming.... Please don't stop."</strong> One of her arms looped around his neck and she clawed at his back and shoulder hanging on, her long nails leaving small pink lines across his tattoos.... those sexy fucking tattoos... Oh my god, she was so attracted to him. She bit down on his shoulder before rapidly going back up to kiss his neck and nip playfully at his ear again, all the she moaned up against his body, muting the breathless cries of pleasure.
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