#itsasquirrelthing

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itsasquirrelthing started following you

"Now what in the fuck are you supposed to be, DON'T TELL ME................" 

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        "You realize you have a tail?"

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itsasquirrelthing​:

"Who needs flowers when you’ve got popcorn, anyway?

"About seven, I think. Any particular favorites?"

"Mm, anything comedy? Kind up for that today. Though good comedy only, no Adam Sandler tier stuff."

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"Okay, but imagine this... What if you were bitten by a radioactive squirrel?"

"Then I guess I'd be Squirrel-man?? That might be kinda cool, actually." 

[shinobixshaw]

The Upstarts were, essentially, a super-villain competition in which points were awarded for the killing or kidnapping of powerful super-humans, be they heroes or fellow villains.

Squirrel Girl's list of bested evil-doers included the likes of Doctor Doom, The Mandarin, Giganto, MODOK, Thanos, Terrax, Bug-Eyed Voice, Bi-Beast, Deadpool (twice!), Pluto, Fin Fang Foom, Baron Mordo, Korvac, and Ego the Living Planet. She was a force to be reckoned with. A force enough to attract the attention of the Gamemaster, the telepathic referee of the Upstarts who chose the targets and awarded points for successes. He had put Squirrel Girl on the 'kidnap' list for added difficulty---killing was easy compared to the power and cleverness that it would take to hold such a being captive alive.

The other Upstarts had done their homework on this girl, and decided that it was in their best interests not to mess with her. But Shinobi, well...he'd never been the homework type. He'd never been the 'work' type in general either, so rather than going after her himself, he'd just sent wave after wave of hired goons her way with instructions to just bring her to him. Great thing about the Gamemaster, he’d still award you the points even if someone else did the work, so long as it was on your behalf. And Shinobi, being rich, had plenty of people to do just that.

Problem was, they'd all failed. She'd trounced them all, and if she hadn't, her little rodents had. Shinobi, still failing to comprehend the gravity of his chosen foe, was not so much impressed by her as he was offended by his minions. Why was good help so hard to find?

Finally, there was but one answer left: Doing it himself.

Which was why he had just walked into Doreen Green's home (no, literally, he just walked into it, he could phase), pointed right at her, and said angrily, "Do you have ANY idea how much trouble you're causing me?!

[shinobixshaw]

Sure, I’d love to! Do you have a setting in mind? Doreen might not want to beat up someone for no reason, lol.

Well, in canon Shinobi got his start with the Upstarts, which were basically a super-villain competition, in which participants gained points for the killing or kidnapping of powerful super-humans (both heroes and other villains) Since Doreen’s track record includes taking down big names like Dr. Doom, I figure she might make the hit list (going with the kidnapping option since I think it facilitates interaction better than him just trying to kill her). So either Shinobi showing up and trying to kidnap her himself, or his goons bringing her to him and interacting from there (Shinobi was hands-down the laziest Upstart and tended to have other people do his work for him, lol) Does that sound okay, or would you prefer something else? :3

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Hailing the Squirrel

itsasquirrelthing

Everything had happened all at once.  Of course, he couldn't live in Hydra supplied housing if he no longer worked there.  Moving everything he could in the short time he felt he had between quitting and their retaliation.  He didn't get to retrieve much from the house.  The other agents were already taking interest by the time he had removed anything of personal or monetary value.  Pictures, clothes, anything like that.  

Wondering around almost lost for a long time.  His life...that was his life.   Those were the closest things he had to friends in Hydra.  Picking apart his apartment for any clues as to where he could have went.  Of course, they wouldn't find any.  Because even Bob didn't know where he was going or what he was going to do.  What could he do?  Everything he ever worked for in his life was just left behind him in hostile search in an still full apartment.  

He almost wanted to go back if he wasn't sure that meant reprogramming for certain.  Zola may have liked him.  Loved him like a son.  But even her patience had limits.  If he kept trying to leave she would do something to keep him loyal.  If that would have to be altering his program than she would do it to keep Hydra from terminating him.  Bob didn't want to think what that would be like.  Would that be like death?  Or would it be worse?  The question didn't have an answer he wanted to know.  It couldn't.  

Bob bites his lip.  Looking around to make sure he wasn't followed for what seemed like the hundredth time.  He didn't know what he was going to do.  Where he was going to go.  He lost his job and home in one fell swoop.  He couldn't go to Doreen and risk drawing anymore attention to her.  She was already in so much danger now that Hydra was searching for him.  The very expensive weapon that used a lot of man-hours to make was not something they were going to let slip by so easily.

The last sweep of the city, he passes the Tower again.  Looking up longingly at it.  Would Tony be safe if he were to ask him for help?  He can't put them in the path of Hydra.  Of course it seemed to be a decision he wasn't going to be able to make.  A few agents trying to hide themselves behind papers were suddenly around him.  Blocking his paths both to the tower and to the park.  Cutting him off from his aid.  Bob doesn't know what to do.  There's so much he can do.  He can fly. He can teleport.  He can fight them, they wouldn't stand a chance.  But he stands there.  Numb.  That this has become what he wakes up to.  Leaving himself open for their shock batons.  Drawing out from him an involuntary 'Hail Hydra' and easily forcing him into shut down.  How terrible.  His first hours of freedom taken away so quickly and harshly.  

He wonders what the reprogramming will feel like again.  Hoping it won't hurt as much as thinks.  It's the only thing he can cling to before the static overtakes him.