“i can tell you the best place to see the never-ending sunset is up on the cliff over there. grab a pair of shades, a margarita, and sit back.” tony shrugged. “it gets boring after a few days, but then time moves differently here. honestly, all of you appearing is pretty exciting, even though i hope it means that you’re not all dead.”
the nicest thing that turning up in this after(?) life(?) had given him was the fact that he had some of his nanites here, enough to form a really kick ass looking pair of aviators. the margarita was harder. well, everything was a work in progress, right?
gamora recognises him, of course. her memory is sharp, and the man who sacrificed himself in the battle left an impression of sorts. which makes it that much more curious that he’s here. “wouldn’t you think your appearance would be more fascinating than ours?” she asks. considering the man had died, after all, perhaps there’s some secret around him being here that will help them get out. “where did you even find a margarita here?”
it wasn’t difficult to figure out who’s tracking her, even in this strange world. wherever they are, nothing is quite as it is back in their universe, back home. and gamora doesn’t like that. she doesn’t like not having the right stars and galaxies to work with, to navigate with. she doesn’t like knowing the easiest ways to disappear from prying eyes. It’s how she kept out of their sights since the battle.
now though, she doesn’t have the same options. it was only a matter of time before quill tracked her down.
“what do you want?” she asks shortly, a hand resting on the hilt of her sword. from all she’s heard of the so-called outlaw he doesn’t mean her harm, but she also knows there’s an expectation there of what he had. something she’s still not quite sure she believes. whatever it was her.. other-future-self saw in this man, she doesn’t see it now. she doubts she will. “i know you’ve been following me. explain.”
[ wreak havoc by skylar grey, sole survivor, metal & blood ] your world has gone black, time has shifted and halted still. wake up, GAMORA ZEN WHOBERI, you’re in a new world now. you used to be known as GAMORA back on earth, and were TWENTY FIVE at the time of your disappearance. now you must adapt at life within the soul stone or accept your fate. survive or disappear. it’s on you now. [ tati gabrielle, she/her ] ( lana, she/her, aest, 25+ )
following the events of avengers:endgame how does your character feel about everything that has happened?
a mixture of things. confused, unsure, lost - relieved. getting out from under thanos’ control is all she’s wanted for such a long time. but beyond that, she’s not sure what she’s meant to be now. it’s not like when she left, before. she had the team, she had peter. that made it easier to really figure out how to be.. what she wanted to be. after the event of endgame, though, she disappeared on her own. she doesn’t know the team, she doesn’t know peter - all she can do is figure it out herself, and maybe with nebula’s help.
what has your character brought with you into the soul stone?
her sword of course, a gun as backup, the knife thanos gave her as a child..
give us a bit about your character, tell us how you see them.
to keep this short and sweet i will be using mcu background with comic elements - if you play someone who knows gamora in the comics but isn’t in mcu/has a differing backstory to mcu but you still want their connection, please let me know! i’m happy to incorporate anything in w her as her timeline is pretty open ended and flexible
the basics:
gamora originally came from a planet called zen-whoberi - they were a peaceful people, but suffered from poverty and starvation due to overpopulation of the planet.
in his bid to reduce population to allow the galaxy to thrive, thanos removed half the population of the planet. having watched her parents die before her, gamora was alone. young and traumatised, she was taken in by thanos and raised as his daughter
as she grew she was “enhanced” - her body altered, changed, made into something else. she was implanted with a number of cybernetics to make her stronger, faster, more durable - fashioned into a weapon of thanos’ choosing.
life with thanos was cruel and hard - she was raised with nebula to become a warrior and nothing else. the sisters would often be pitted against each other to “train”, and the loser would be further enhanced. each and every time gamora won, determined to keep herself from further pain and agony - with no idea that the very same would be inflicted on her sister instead.
as gamora grew she built a name for herself as thanos’ right hand, his best assassin - the deadliest woman in the universe. her reputation spread far and wide.
as time went on and she learned more of his plans, more of his cruelty, she knew she had to stop it. before she could do anything about it though, the events of endgame happened - as per her timeline - and now... here she is
