#ssrpgrealworld

[col-rhodes-archive-blog]

Rhodey’s hips hurt. It was a truth he was loathe to admit even to himself, but since the battle at the rift, his alignment felt a little off. Something in his supports must’ve been knocked out of place during the fight - he knew he ought to call Tony to fix it, but at the time he figured his friend had enough to deal with.

Now, halfway through a walk through Central Park and nowhere near somewhere accessible by Uber, he deeply regretted this assessment.

“Fuck,” he sighed, stumbling a bit and sinking down onto a nearby bench. He was embarrassed at his own display and resolutely avoided eye contact with the people around him, wondering if he was imagining the grating sense of pity he felt being directed towards him. He forced a smile. “I know. Denzel and I are practically twins. I get it all the time, but unfortunately there’s no relation and I’m closed for autographs anyways. Please move along, folks.”

[jeanxgrcy-blog]

Emerge || OPEN

Light. Warmth.

Real warmth. Had she known what warmth felt like before? Had she remembered? or had she always taken it for granted? Even through the sweltering heat of that evil place, the rays and sunbeams there didn’t do justice to the strength of the sun. And now, feeling it on her skin again, Jean was sure that she was feeling it again. Really. Could it possibly be...?

Reaching out beside her, Jean grabbed the nearest passerby.

“Excuse me--...” She choked, the possibility of freedom-- of coming home-- stifling her breath. “Do you know... what’s happened?”

[peggys-value]

“---Does anyone have some semblance of a status report then? Or, at the least, a caramel latte which I must say was an excellent call.”

[mays-larb-blog]

‘One thing is clear- whatever is happening at the Baxter Building is dangerous, and the people we trust to protect us are keeping mum.’

Whatever was happening, whatever crap was happening right now, May knew that following its ever destructive trail was her best bet. It seemed like things fell from the sky every other day after New York's real life Mars Attack way back when but this was different. Everything that had happened since Peter hadn't come home from that school trip had been different. Being worried sick wasn't a new feeling for her, it wasn't but while she was trying to keep what was left of her deteriorating cool... Well, her barista had quite literally gone and turned himself into a big old pile of dust in front of her. Weird and undeniably unfortunate, like, mutant power it was not. Especially when he wasn't the only one and while May stood gripping onto a chai latte she wasn't even entirely sure she wanted, all she could think- the only, only thing- was 'where's Peter'. That thought had propelled her into waking up every day since. After all, for every day that she didn't find Peter, it meant that Peter might still be alive. That was all that mattered. She wouldn't even be mad, she wouldn't, if it turned out he'd just been bunking off this whole time or getting himself into some kinda trouble (probably aided and abetted by Tony Stark's internship). The alternative... That was unthinkable. She wouldn't. “Oh my god,” what had she just stood in?

If that was some sort of gross alien goo then she was so suing the city, she swore--- “Hey! Hey- C'mere. Hey. Have you seen this boy? My kid. Have you seen him? Here-,” at this point she'd been dolling out her phone like candy, “Take a closer look.”

[prcfessionalpctts]

Being the CEO of Stark Industries meant that Pepper was exposed to a lot of truly awful behavior from the men around her. She’d been catcalled, talked down to, mansplained at, and even one forced to file an HR complaint against one employee stroking her arm and calling her sweetheart. But the worst offense by far was one she found herself facing in her own home. Sort-of temporary home while Tony cleaned up the pieces of the broken world. “Who the HELL keeps finishing the coffee and then not rinsing out the pot?” She asked loudly, waving the offending object around by the handle. “You KNOW it has to be rinsed out immediately, or it all congeals in the bottom and the pot has to be soaked.” She was a busy woman, she didn’t have time to waste doing dishes seven times a day. Which, really, might be too much coffee for one person to consume every day, but that was not a train of thought she wanted to jump aboard at that particular moment.

[d-ottieunderwood]

“I mean... I’m not saying it isn’t nice. All I’m saying is I wouldn’t be caught dead wearing it if it was the last piece of clothing available in Alaska.” Fashion had really deteriorated over the years and Dottie simply had so many things to say about every outfit that passed by her.

[wclksthroughwclls]

From where she’s watching the news go on and on about who should get the blame for this mess, Kitty chews on a hangnail and hopes her missing friends get in touch with her soon. The hardest thing about being an X-Man dealing with this was having everyone she knew spread so far across the globe instead of consolidated to a few city blocks in New York. Not that she wanted to call out any of the Avengers or anything, but they at least knew exactly which of their members had fallen and which had survived.

“You’d think the city council could find better things to do than fight with each other,” She commented as she watched the tv anchor cover the famed fistfight between the mayor and his aide yet again. “But I guess this is why government’s useless. People have disappeared to who-knows-where and all we can talk about it some stupid political thing.” She sighed, eyeing the TV with scrutiny. “It almost makes me miss the days when all you could find on cable was good old hate rallies against mutants.”

[agcnthendrix]

Spreading out what minimal amount of information they had on what happened in the battle with Thanos, Gemma couldn’t help but let out a small huff. This had been everything and nothing like what she been trained for, what she spent so long preparing for. It was a bit overwhelming at first glance, and if she was being honest, second glance as well. She expected alien invasions, she was decently equipped with the knowledge of how to potentially deal with a situation like that. What she wasn’t really prepared for was a massive alien who was hellbent on wiping out half of the universe’s population and more importantly, succeeding in that very same task. It was a bit overwhelming, but she knew that she would have to power through it. 

With a decent portion of the S.H.I.E.L.D agents dusted away, Gemma got moved up a bit prematurely in efforts to try and figure out what was going on. There had to be something they were missing, especially with the addition of the people who came through the rift. It was a sign that there was another place where those who had gone were still alive, it was just getting them back that was going to be a bit of struggle. “Of all the things that I was anticipating going into this, our current situation was the last thing I was expecting.” she said with a slightly uneasy laugh, turning her head to look towards the closest person to her.