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"You wouldn’t care if the day your parents met me, they also saw me naked in front of all their esteemed guests?" She smirked, shaking her head.
"All their esteemed guests and me! Which might just make it worth it." He winked at her, just to amp up the sleaze the factor. "And at least everyone would get a good first impression of you."
"Come on, wanker! I’m only wearing this shit dress for another 2 hours even if I have to strip at your parents’ party."
"Just do it. I don't care." Denny challenged as he finally emerged, fully dressed. "And it's just one parent, thank you very much."
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Peter stared out into space, in the direction of Earth. “Happy New Years,” he muttered to himself, downing his drink.
A noise caught his attention and he turned, nodding at the newcomer. “I thought I was alone.”
"Happy New Years to you." Apparently, being of Earth was something Denny and Star-Lord had in common. That and being American specifically. "We're a long way from home.." he muttered, joining the older man.
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"Okay, what's this about an article I just need to read?" Dennison wanted to know. He wasn't impressed with the vague glorification he'd been hearing, but he was interested enough.
NOTICE:
Marvels Legacies has had a good run. It was an amazing creation that will always be in my heart. As for my characters, they're stories were never fully told and I wish they could have been. But my muse for them is tucked away somewhere and I feel it will not being coming out of hiding any time soon.
So: I will be revamping this blog and I will have all new characters (well, almost) and this time I will try to do it justice. I hope to put in as much effort for these new characters as I did Noah, Jarome, and Cass; and I hope to find as much pleasure in writing them as I did when I first started roleplaying.
This blog will be under construction until further notice.
I will be using a new theme, rewriting my OOC page, and creating new characters until further notice.
I hope to reopen this lovely little indie soon.
-Lee (for now)
Starting A New D&D Group
I'm in the Pensacola area and I'm looking to start a D&D group with dedicated members who are serious about progressing in campaigns and developing characters. I want this to be a fun and relaxed atmosphere.
I'd like to meet weekly or bi-weekly and I want this to be a long-term commitment.
If you're in the Pensacola area and you're a mature person interesting in D&D or group roleplaying please contact me!
”Thank you for pointing out that I have scars, as if I didn’t know that already.”
"I never said it was a bad thing."
"Pleasedon’tfreakout."
"Well that's kind of hard to do, all things considered." Noah snapped back.
Would anyone be interested in starting up an alien roleplay based off the TV show Roswell?
I remember watching it when I was a little kid and I've been rewatching it on Netflix and it's really something I think would be refreshing in the roleplay community. I even think in the future we could add other alien species!
If you're interested in being an admin or would be interested in joining as a member in the future please like this post or shoot me a message!
Noah | HYDRA Is Here | Jamie
Jamie looked at his badge but kept her gun in position. She nodded her head, allowing him to put the badge away. “State your name. What are you doing here?” She noticed his hands, yes, but he seemed as nervous as she felt. If he was HYDRA he would attack her. She could probably doge the fire for a bit, but not long enough without shooting. She scanned his body, planning possible attacks should she need to.
Noah sighed out a breath of exaggerated relief when she nodded, accepting that she had no reason to shoot him. "Noah Dupont. I train here sometimes. They want me to join but I never do." He cracked his trademark smile, "I'm like a bad boyfriend always jerking them around but never popping the-" A crash and the sound of medal bending on itself, crying out in agony at its misshapen, caused Noah to pause for a moment. "Popping the question." He pushed out hastily, turning his back to the S.H.I.E.L.D. Agent and heading toward the noises of destruction.
An Important Notice
I am currently an admin of an RPG called Fury Academy, formerly called The Next Avengers. A group of our former members have created a new roleplay called The Next Avengers Initiative (Very original, I know) and have been claiming to have created their own characters when the characters they are portraying are the exact same characters they portrayed, created by our admins, in our roleplay. None of the members or admins of this roleplay made any attempt to contact any three of the admins they stole characters from and none of them got any kind of consent or permission to use our work as their own. After my co-admin discussed this with them they not only denied having stolen our work and refused to admit to what they did, but they promised they would give us credit for the characters they "derived" from us but instead they created this page. They are basically trying to justify they took our characters and that this is okay when it is not. Our agreement with them was that they would either give us, the original creators FULL CREDIT or they would delete those characters. The most they have done was change the names and given one character another sibling. I am outraged at their blatant disrespect. Please help me get justice for this wrong-doing.
"Can I help you?" Rosie asked turning to the stranger.
"That depends on how well you know this nature reserve." Cass swallowed his pride and refused to indulge his urge to be mean, "I'm lost." he admitted.
Noah | HYDRA Is Here | Jamie
"Why are you here?" Jamie pointed the gun at the person that walked into the room. She glanced down at the dead agent, two shots to his chest, then back up. She couldn’t trust anyone right now, not until she got back up to the office. HYDRA was in S.H.I.E.L.D. and she was terrified. She already got attacked and luckily took him down, but the person that walked in…she wanted to trust them but she didn’t know if she could.
"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!" Noah shouted as he extended his hands up in surrender, showing that he was not a threat. His eyes shifted from one hand to the other, noticing the bright orange flames that danced on his fingers, engulfing them down to the knuckle. "Not a threat. Not the bad guy." He closed his hands into fist, extinguishing the flames instantly. "Look, see! I've got a S.H.I.E.L.D. badge and everything!"
He said, plucking the little square card in its clear plastic sleeve from the front of his shirt and holding it up to the armed S.H.I.E.L.D. Agent. He just hoped she wouldn't realize that his pass didn't have him cleared for this level of the building.
You're Not My Valentine || Noah & Raven
Having exhausted herself out from all the help she was barely giving she had to sit down and catch her breath. She looked over to Noah with a cocked eyebrow, watching him try to force the doors open brought a slight evil and almost Echo like smile to her face. She cleared her throat and even at her loudest voice she was very audible. “Noah! We’re underground, this is your turf! Also, can’t you control electricity? What do you think powers this train?” She was practically helpless in this situation, there was no enemy so her powers were rendered useless. “I don’t know how any of your powers work, Noah. But this is your shinning moment.” She sincerely hoped that her encouragement and hints would lead him to spark up an idea.
Churning in her mind was the wrath she was sure to come home to for not only being out so late but being hurt as well. Some of her worry drowned away she she realized Noah would probably get more shit from it. Soon she pushed through the crowd to try and get to the front and once she got their she opened the main power surge box and choked as smoke clouded her vision.
Noah sighed heavily and rolled his eyes at Raven's mention of his powers of electricity. He couldn't just control and manipulate electricity like he could with the other elements, it was experimental and dangerous... he would be risking too much. He knew she was just trying to help, to build his confidence, but the recent disappointments had left feeling afraid to try. "Come on, Noah, come on.." he muttered to himself before matter-of-factually stating, "Wow. I never thought I'd be the type to think out loud under pressure. Lame." he shook his head, a playful smile tugging at his thin, pink lips.
He turned to face Raven, with a refreshed expression that he hoped didn't look too forced. "You're right. And it's scary but... I can do this." His fingers folded in on themselves forming confident fists. The whites of his knuckled gleamed and sparks of fire flickered and danced and then dissipated around his hands. Opening his hands, the palms glowing red like hot medal, he spoke with authority. "First things first. Melt the doors. Get outside. I'll start making a tunnel-" there was another rumble that should the train ad threw more people onto their asses. Noah held his ground and looked around at the crowd that despised and needed him. "You deal with the almost-angry mob. I'll deal with-"
He was already backing up towards the emergency exit doors when another rumble shook their underground world. Noah stumbled the rest of the way to the doors until his back was pressed against them, his burning hands felt an ooze of some foreign substance bubbling against his skin. "I'll deal with whatever the fuck that is." he turned and pressed his palms into the doors with all his strength. His head cocked over his shoulder as he warned, "Raven.. I'm stating to think that an earthquake in the middle of New York City isn't what we're up against." He meant it to sound dramatic only to her, but he found his throat dried out as he gulped with true fear of the unknown danger.
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"Fine then." Gabbie started walking, not waiting for him to follow, simply expecting that he would. "I live a few blocks this way." She turned the corner, walking towards her apartment. She only hoped to God that it wasn’t completely trashed. Last time she’d come back from an accidental excursion, she’d been robbed. She couldn’t help but wonder what was so special about a T-shirt as they finally reached the building and she walked up to her apartment and opened the door.
It hadn’t been locked, because she hadn’t expected to disappear so suddenly. Her apartment was small, but it was neat for the most part and she didn’t really have many things since she’d only just moved in after being kicked out of her old place. The kitchen connected to the entrance and her nose scrunched at a moldy loaf of bread. “I just bought that yesterday…” She sighed, though the date on the package had passed a week before.
After the easy trek to Gabbie's home he immediately began to scrutinize what she defined as a home. Cass had never believed himself to be rich or privileged or anything of the sort. The idea that people defined their social status in terms of square-footage of housing and the number of bathrooms on one floor was a mystery to him until he'd begun paying close attention to the people of city. In his childhood, he had known only his mother's cottage. It was grand and beautiful, and some part of him, he guessed, wanted to believe that all people were blessed with lovely childhood homes. Cass chewed the inside of his cheek with a since of bitterness, he felt foolish and childish for wanting to pretend that the world was anything less than miserable and terrible.
The place was not a total wreck, he decided, feeling lenient in his judgement. Cass looked around at the front room/kitchen, it was so tiny he felt claustrophobic. Even Jarome's place looked like a mansion compared to this little apartment. Stepping inside past Gabbie, Cass strode in with his head held high. "Nice place." he commented dryly, without an ounce of genuineness. He turned to face her suddenly and prompted, "The shirt." extending his hand impatiently. He had no intention of looking at her without clothing, but he knew she would feel uncomfortable and that would allow him more control of the situation. So he stared.
I was looking for Noah, actually. I don’t know why I checked here..he’d never be in the place he’s supposed to be.
Yep. That sounds just like Noah. I think he's worried his reputation for being a "bad boy" or something will be tarnished if he actually does his chores.
