Do I really need an introduction? I'm the head of Morbeck Technology, an ESU Alum, and a multi-millionaire.
I've come here to clear my name and reach out to the community.
I welcome you to provide queries and I will do my best to answer you truthfully.
Just don't get me confused with Tony Stark.
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Hello! This is a RP/Character blog for Melissa Morbeck!
If you don't know who she is, here's her fandom wiki.
This is a 16+ blog please! ( Mun is 18+ )
Feel free to @ me on Open RPs if we've messaged before! If I don't respond for a long while, feel free to poke me! Your message probably got lost in my drafts.
*I try to respond within 24hours, but I might not catch up with everything by then if I have multiple starters open
Extra Info, Open RPs, Boundaries, & Tags are under the cut!
Extra Info!
This is the same Mun as @the-squirreliest-girl! Check there for my statuses & activity windows.
This is set after The Unbeatable Squirrel Girl comics. Melissa managed to escape prison and is working to rebuild her money, power, and influence. She still has the Iron Ring suit and uses it to continue her attempts to 'neutralize' Squirrel Girl.
As of now, I am still reading the Morbeck-arc comics (shout out to Hoopla having digital comics) so my responses may be a bit off until I'm done.
Open RPs!
"Luck Runs Out pt 2"
Boundaries!
Blogs who break these boundaries will be promptly blocked.
OKAY
- asks / submissions! ( Anons welcome! It's best if you add an emoji indicator if you intend to chat more than once! )
- Roleplay ( Please mark if so & use //ooc if out of character )
- Likes / Reblogs
- Fanart / Fanfics
- Marvel-Multiverse RP ( MCU is welcome! )
- @ for Open RPs or message chains ( if we've talked before )
IT DEPENDS / ASK
- DMs ( Only if we are mutuals, have talked before, or I reach out. DMs are strictly 16+ but 18+ is preferred. )
*Note: if you need to clarify my boundaries or ask a quick question, it's okay if we haven't met.
- Shipping ( The only ships I am okay with is SGxNancy. But this blog is preferably a no ship zone )
- Bringing in other blogs ( Please ask / let both of us know [ via an @ or DM ] before doing so. )
- Heavier topics / major angst ( This is more of a fun blog, but I am okay with angst in small doses. Preferably add trigger warnings, please. )
NOT ALLOWED
- ANY NSFW
- Any major heavy topics such as su//ide
That one in particular is triggering for Mun
- Rudness, Harrassment, Bullying
- Any of the phobias or isms ( racism, homophobia, abelism, antisemitism, etc )
- Doxxing, revealing ages, personal information
- Any explicitly Nazi characters or RP ( Hydra is okay, but I am very uncomfortable RPing with even fictional Nazis )
Open Marvel RP!
Continuation of this RP on @the-squirreliest-girl
"Luck Runs Out pt 2"
MCU & Multiverse welcome!
Melissa had finally gone after Squirrel Girl after the debacle that was her previous attempts. This time, she ended it with a notable amount of success... Even if Melissa was unable to fully destroy her foe.
She sits down at her desk, gingerly splinting her arm. That damn girl proved to be stronger than she anticipated, even if Melissa was able to regain her hijacked Iron-Man suit. She just hoped it wasn't broken as that would significantly lower her productivity. She still had a business to run, villain activities or not.
It was an unprofessional thought, but Melissa was hoping Squirrel Girl was faring worse than her. She had hit SG pretty badly in the side and Melissa found herself fantasizing that the hero would bleed out in an alleyway somewhere.
Melissa is torn from her thoughts as an alarm blares on her computer: an intruder had entered the building. She lets out a long sigh before shifting to face the door. Melissa maintains an unwavering cool composure, addressing the person as they enter.
"If you are interested a meeting, please schedule it with my secretary. I'm a very busy woman."
Loki strides in with all the confidence in the world. She's here with a mission, and a mission she will complete. She doesn't care much about Melissa's money, or status, or anything else the woman owns. Right now, she's just an old woman in a fancy room. Loki plasters on a smile as her gaze meets the other's.
"Oh, Melissa, I'm quite busy as well. Can't we do this now? I won't be free again for at least another month, far too many meetings and such." Loki briskly crosses the room and leans one elbow on Melissa's desk. "Tell me, dear, are you aware of who I am? The horns usually give it away." She taps one of the horns with a finger.
"Well, no, we don't. But calling you Morbeck implies respect, and I most definitely do not respect you, Melissa. Besides, I'm sure we'll be well acquainted soon enough."
Loki scoffs in mock hurt. "A cosplayer? Really? Does the gold not look real enough?" Loki leans back and sighs. "Besides, Comic-Con isn't for at least a few more months. Believe me or not, I am the real deal."
The goddess leans forward a bit, matching Melissa's bored gaze with a mischievous one. "I see that arm of your is injured," she hums, avoiding Melissa's question. "It's quite fortunate you escape your encounter with my friend with only mild injuries, is it not?"
Melissa tenses her jaw at Loki's response, mentally noting that she needed to up her security so as to not be caught off guard like this. She had prepared for a hero to come looking for her, not a god.
"Your... friend?"
Slow realization hits her as she leans back in her chair, looking Loki up and down. Of course that brat had ties to the Goddess of mishchief.
"So she sent you here for revenge? I'm pleasantly surprised... I was here thinking she was incapable of such a thing."
A thin smile crosses Melissa lips. It's devoid of humor, but a clear representation of her amusement at the situation.
"How is our little hero doing? If she can't face me herself, I must assume I dealt quite the blow. A shame I couldn't have stayed to see the outcome of my work, but I'm sure you'll no doubt lecture me on the details."
Loki gives a thin smile. "Quite the opposite, actually. She begged me not to; I had to promise not to do anything too violent. A shame, really. I wasn't all that up for mercy."
Loki leans away. Right now, she's really just trying to freak Melissa out, get her paranoid; she doesn'tneed to harm a hair of Melissa's head if Loki can just convince her she will. Making her fear the wrath of an angry god technically is not violent, now is it? She is operating within the parameters set forth by Doreen.
"She's quite fine. A bit of magic sped the healing process up, but I doubt she would have died either way. You know she has a healing factor, right? You hardly left a scratch." Loki was terrified at the time, actually, but Melissa doesn't need to know that. All she needs to know is that her efforts were utterly meaningless. "That doesn't I'm not a little upset, though. I am not one to let bygones be bygones. So, Melissa, what do you think a fitting consequence is? Nothing is below me, really. Go on, suggest away! I want to see what you think." She grins widely as she claps her hands together.
Melissa seems unphased by the threat, despite the circumstances. She couldn't let Loki feel like she had the upper hand.
"Does she? I'll be sure to take that into consideration the next time we cross paths. Hm. I should have noticed that earlier, given she survived a close ranged explosion in the past."
She speaks somewhat to herself, already planning her next steps. She was at least a small bit upset that Loki had intervened, but it meant she could continue to ruin Doreen's life. It's no fun when your enemy is dead for real.
Melissa looks up as Loki asks her to plan her punishment, raising an eyebrow.
"And what prevents me from airing on the lenient side?"
She pauses, her tone dropping.
"You're toying with me, aren't you? I don't much appreciate when people dance around the issue instead of coming out with it straightforwardly."
"Nothing keeps you from chosing a lenient consequence. I expect nothing less, really." Loki tilts her head. "You'd be crazy to pick otherwise. Who would say they want torture?"
Loki smiles wide. "Of course I am! I'm a trickster, a mischief-maker! Not a liar, though. I'm not of that life anymore." She taps a finger on Melissa's desk. "Unfortunately, dear, I am the last person you should ask to do anything straightforward. For one, I'm partial to all genders, and flow between them easily enough, so doing anything straight is out of the question. For two, I am the Goddess of Mischief, among other things."
The goddess steeples her fingers. "Now, if we could answer the question? Preferably without another question?"
Mellissa hums listlessly as Loki speaks, clearly unammused. She hated when people danced around their issues with her. It was much more effective to deal with things head on.
"How... pleasant."
She takes a moment to think. What would a goddess want from her? She assumed Loki would have no use with money, and power she clearly already held...
"I find your interruption punishment enough, don't you? I have much better things to attend to than a bitter Goddess. Doreen knew exactly what she was waking into when she decided to turn against me."
Melissa leans back in her chair, adjusting her injured arm.
"Now, unless you have something else to bother me with, the door is right behind you. I'm sure you can find your way off the premises."
Hm. It seems you have more in common with a simple roach than I gave you credit for.
Moving past your pest-like features... I'm sure you've been wondering what I've been doing since you and that little brat decided to meddle with my grand plans.
Mor-dick? That's quite childish. Even for you, Tony.
I wanted to announce that I'm back! I'm sure you and Doreen missed me so very deeply while I was gone. Good behavior and legal loopholes can really do wonders to get oneself out of... annoying situations.
I would have messaged Doreen directly, but what do you know? She's blocked me. How very ill mannered after everything we've been through together, don't you think?
How sweet. You weren't missed. I would've done a whole lot worse than blocking you in Doreen's position. It's because of her I didn't put you in a much less fancy prison.
Hm. Perhaps you shouldn't haven't listened. You'd be surprised how much power Doctor Doom has in the legal realm. He really did owe me a favor after up and ditching me.
Mmm you wish you could, Tony. Much better men have tried... and failed.
And I'm just here to check on the competition. There's nothing a little bit of money can't fix when it comes to rebuilding a name and company. People are fascinatingly willing to forget past indiscretions with enough enticement.
Still, it's shame the government seized my old files. I'm sure I have you to thank for that-
Hm. It seems you have more in common with a simple roach than I gave you credit for.
Moving past your pest-like features... I'm sure you've been wondering what I've been doing since you and that little brat decided to meddle with my grand plans.
Mor-dick? That's quite childish. Even for you, Tony.
I wanted to announce that I'm back! I'm sure you and Doreen missed me so very deeply while I was gone. Good behavior and legal loopholes can really do wonders to get oneself out of... annoying situations.
I would have messaged Doreen directly, but what do you know? She's blocked me. How very ill mannered after everything we've been through together, don't you think?
How sweet. You weren't missed. I would've done a whole lot worse than blocking you in Doreen's position. It's because of her I didn't put you in a much less fancy prison.
Hm. Perhaps you shouldn't haven't listened. You'd be surprised how much power Doctor Doom has in the legal realm. He really did owe me a favor after up and ditching me.
Hm. It seems you have more in common with a simple roach than I gave you credit for.
Moving past your pest-like features... I'm sure you've been wondering what I've been doing since you and that little brat decided to meddle with my grand plans.
Mor-dick? That's quite childish. Even for you, Tony.
I wanted to announce that I'm back! I'm sure you and Doreen missed me so very deeply while I was gone. Good behavior and legal loopholes can really do wonders to get oneself out of... annoying situations.
I would have messaged Doreen directly, but what do you know? She's blocked me. How very ill mannered after everything we've been through together, don't you think?
Open Marvel RP!
Continuation of this RP on @the-squirreliest-girl
"Luck Runs Out pt 2"
MCU & Multiverse welcome!
Melissa had finally gone after Squirrel Girl after the debacle that was her previous attempts. This time, she ended it with a notable amount of success... Even if Melissa was unable to fully destroy her foe.
She sits down at her desk, gingerly splinting her arm. That damn girl proved to be stronger than she anticipated, even if Melissa was able to regain her hijacked Iron-Man suit. She just hoped it wasn't broken as that would significantly lower her productivity. She still had a business to run, villain activities or not.
It was an unprofessional thought, but Melissa was hoping Squirrel Girl was faring worse than her. She had hit SG pretty badly in the side and Melissa found herself fantasizing that the hero would bleed out in an alleyway somewhere.
Melissa is torn from her thoughts as an alarm blares on her computer: an intruder had entered the building. She lets out a long sigh before shifting to face the door. Melissa maintains an unwavering cool composure, addressing the person as they enter.
"If you are interested a meeting, please schedule it with my secretary. I'm a very busy woman."
Loki strides in with all the confidence in the world. She's here with a mission, and a mission she will complete. She doesn't care much about Melissa's money, or status, or anything else the woman owns. Right now, she's just an old woman in a fancy room. Loki plasters on a smile as her gaze meets the other's.
"Oh, Melissa, I'm quite busy as well. Can't we do this now? I won't be free again for at least another month, far too many meetings and such." Loki briskly crosses the room and leans one elbow on Melissa's desk. "Tell me, dear, are you aware of who I am? The horns usually give it away." She taps one of the horns with a finger.
"Well, no, we don't. But calling you Morbeck implies respect, and I most definitely do not respect you, Melissa. Besides, I'm sure we'll be well acquainted soon enough."
Loki scoffs in mock hurt. "A cosplayer? Really? Does the gold not look real enough?" Loki leans back and sighs. "Besides, Comic-Con isn't for at least a few more months. Believe me or not, I am the real deal."
The goddess leans forward a bit, matching Melissa's bored gaze with a mischievous one. "I see that arm of your is injured," she hums, avoiding Melissa's question. "It's quite fortunate you escape your encounter with my friend with only mild injuries, is it not?"
Melissa tenses her jaw at Loki's response, mentally noting that she needed to up her security so as to not be caught off guard like this. She had prepared for a hero to come looking for her, not a god.
"Your... friend?"
Slow realization hits her as she leans back in her chair, looking Loki up and down. Of course that brat had ties to the Goddess of mishchief.
"So she sent you here for revenge? I'm pleasantly surprised... I was here thinking she was incapable of such a thing."
A thin smile crosses Melissa lips. It's devoid of humor, but a clear representation of her amusement at the situation.
"How is our little hero doing? If she can't face me herself, I must assume I dealt quite the blow. A shame I couldn't have stayed to see the outcome of my work, but I'm sure you'll no doubt lecture me on the details."
Loki gives a thin smile. "Quite the opposite, actually. She begged me not to; I had to promise not to do anything too violent. A shame, really. I wasn't all that up for mercy."
Loki leans away. Right now, she's really just trying to freak Melissa out, get her paranoid; she doesn'tneed to harm a hair of Melissa's head if Loki can just convince her she will. Making her fear the wrath of an angry god technically is not violent, now is it? She is operating within the parameters set forth by Doreen.
"She's quite fine. A bit of magic sped the healing process up, but I doubt she would have died either way. You know she has a healing factor, right? You hardly left a scratch." Loki was terrified at the time, actually, but Melissa doesn't need to know that. All she needs to know is that her efforts were utterly meaningless. "That doesn't I'm not a little upset, though. I am not one to let bygones be bygones. So, Melissa, what do you think a fitting consequence is? Nothing is below me, really. Go on, suggest away! I want to see what you think." She grins widely as she claps her hands together.
Melissa seems unphased by the threat, despite the circumstances. She couldn't let Loki feel like she had the upper hand.
"Does she? I'll be sure to take that into consideration the next time we cross paths. Hm. I should have noticed that earlier, given she survived a close ranged explosion in the past."
She speaks somewhat to herself, already planning her next steps. She was at least a small bit upset that Loki had intervened, but it meant she could continue to ruin Doreen's life. It's no fun when your enemy is dead for real.
Melissa looks up as Loki asks her to plan her punishment, raising an eyebrow.
"And what prevents me from airing on the lenient side?"
She pauses, her tone dropping.
"You're toying with me, aren't you? I don't much appreciate when people dance around the issue instead of coming out with it straightforwardly."
Open Marvel RP!
Continuation of this RP on @the-squirreliest-girl
"Luck Runs Out pt 2"
MCU & Multiverse welcome!
Melissa had finally gone after Squirrel Girl after the debacle that was her previous attempts. This time, she ended it with a notable amount of success... Even if Melissa was unable to fully destroy her foe.
She sits down at her desk, gingerly splinting her arm. That damn girl proved to be stronger than she anticipated, even if Melissa was able to regain her hijacked Iron-Man suit. She just hoped it wasn't broken as that would significantly lower her productivity. She still had a business to run, villain activities or not.
It was an unprofessional thought, but Melissa was hoping Squirrel Girl was faring worse than her. She had hit SG pretty badly in the side and Melissa found herself fantasizing that the hero would bleed out in an alleyway somewhere.
Melissa is torn from her thoughts as an alarm blares on her computer: an intruder had entered the building. She lets out a long sigh before shifting to face the door. Melissa maintains an unwavering cool composure, addressing the person as they enter.
"If you are interested a meeting, please schedule it with my secretary. I'm a very busy woman."
Loki strides in with all the confidence in the world. She's here with a mission, and a mission she will complete. She doesn't care much about Melissa's money, or status, or anything else the woman owns. Right now, she's just an old woman in a fancy room. Loki plasters on a smile as her gaze meets the other's.
"Oh, Melissa, I'm quite busy as well. Can't we do this now? I won't be free again for at least another month, far too many meetings and such." Loki briskly crosses the room and leans one elbow on Melissa's desk. "Tell me, dear, are you aware of who I am? The horns usually give it away." She taps one of the horns with a finger.
"Well, no, we don't. But calling you Morbeck implies respect, and I most definitely do not respect you, Melissa. Besides, I'm sure we'll be well acquainted soon enough."
Loki scoffs in mock hurt. "A cosplayer? Really? Does the gold not look real enough?" Loki leans back and sighs. "Besides, Comic-Con isn't for at least a few more months. Believe me or not, I am the real deal."
The goddess leans forward a bit, matching Melissa's bored gaze with a mischievous one. "I see that arm of your is injured," she hums, avoiding Melissa's question. "It's quite fortunate you escape your encounter with my friend with only mild injuries, is it not?"
Melissa tenses her jaw at Loki's response, mentally noting that she needed to up her security so as to not be caught off guard like this. She had prepared for a hero to come looking for her, not a god.
"Your... friend?"
Slow realization hits her as she leans back in her chair, looking Loki up and down. Of course that brat had ties to the Goddess of mishchief.
"So she sent you here for revenge? I'm pleasantly surprised... I was here thinking she was incapable of such a thing."
A thin smile crosses Melissa lips. It's devoid of humor, but a clear representation of her amusement at the situation.
"How is our little hero doing? If she can't face me herself, I must assume I dealt quite the blow. A shame I couldn't have stayed to see the outcome of my work, but I'm sure you'll no doubt lecture me on the details."
Open Marvel RP!
Continuation of this RP on @the-squirreliest-girl
"Luck Runs Out pt 2"
MCU & Multiverse welcome!
Melissa had finally gone after Squirrel Girl after the debacle that was her previous attempts. This time, she ended it with a notable amount of success... Even if Melissa was unable to fully destroy her foe.
She sits down at her desk, gingerly splinting her arm. That damn girl proved to be stronger than she anticipated, even if Melissa was able to regain her hijacked Iron-Man suit. She just hoped it wasn't broken as that would significantly lower her productivity. She still had a business to run, villain activities or not.
It was an unprofessional thought, but Melissa was hoping Squirrel Girl was faring worse than her. She had hit SG pretty badly in the side and Melissa found herself fantasizing that the hero would bleed out in an alleyway somewhere.
Melissa is torn from her thoughts as an alarm blares on her computer: an intruder had entered the building. She lets out a long sigh before shifting to face the door. Melissa maintains an unwavering cool composure, addressing the person as they enter.
"If you are interested a meeting, please schedule it with my secretary. I'm a very busy woman."
Loki strides in with all the confidence in the world. She's here with a mission, and a mission she will complete. She doesn't care much about Melissa's money, or status, or anything else the woman owns. Right now, she's just an old woman in a fancy room. Loki plasters on a smile as her gaze meets the other's.
"Oh, Melissa, I'm quite busy as well. Can't we do this now? I won't be free again for at least another month, far too many meetings and such." Loki briskly crosses the room and leans one elbow on Melissa's desk. "Tell me, dear, are you aware of who I am? The horns usually give it away." She taps one of the horns with a finger.
Hm. It seems you have more in common with a simple roach than I gave you credit for.
Moving past your pest-like features... I'm sure you've been wondering what I've been doing since you and that little brat decided to meddle with my grand plans.
Open Marvel RP!
Continuation of this RP on @the-squirreliest-girl
"Luck Runs Out pt 2"
MCU & Multiverse welcome!
Melissa had finally gone after Squirrel Girl after the debacle that was her previous attempts. This time, she ended it with a notable amount of success... Even if Melissa was unable to fully destroy her foe.
She sits down at her desk, gingerly splinting her arm. That damn girl proved to be stronger than she anticipated, even if Melissa was able to regain her hijacked Iron-Man suit. She just hoped it wasn't broken as that would significantly lower her productivity. She still had a business to run, villain activities or not.
It was an unprofessional thought, but Melissa was hoping Squirrel Girl was faring worse than her. She had hit SG pretty badly in the side and Melissa found herself fantasizing that the hero would bleed out in an alleyway somewhere.
Melissa is torn from her thoughts as an alarm blares on her computer: an intruder had entered the building. She lets out a long sigh before shifting to face the door. Melissa maintains an unwavering cool composure, addressing the person as they enter.
"If you are interested a meeting, please schedule it with my secretary. I'm a very busy woman."
