* ✰ ･ﾟ: ( margot robbie. 86 (appears 33). she/her. trans female. ) are you a HERO? something tells me that watching the milky way through the glass of a spaceship, a worn-out brown leather pilot jacket, & an extra large pepperoni pizza make you who you are, CAROL SUSAN JANE DANVERS. with the powers of ENERGY MANIPULATION, you’re sure to have a confident, rebellious personality — and you definitely belong to SWORD. were you listening to JUST A GIRL by NO DOUBT on your way to the subway? it suits you. we can’t wait to see what you do next! ( jude. 24. he/they. est. )
character name: carol susan jane danvers
age: 86, appears 33
faceclaim: margot robbie
voiceclaim: brie larson
skill set: energy manipulation (photon blasts), superhuman strength, speed, stamina, and durability, flight, hyper-cosmic awareness, binary mode
affiliations: former member & leader of the avengers, former leader of the carol corps, current member of s.w.o.r.d.
family: carol has no contact with her surviving family due to the outcome of rogue stealing her memories
zodiac: leo
wiki link: https://marvel.fandom.com/wiki/Carol_Danvers_(Earth-616)
carol did not blip, but was overwhelmed with sadness when half of planet earth’s life disappeared. this not only had grave consequences for earth, but for the rest of the galaxy as well. she continued to do her sworn duties to protect the galaxy during the time, and shuffled through a billion ways that she could try and undo it all.
carol spends the majority of time in her spaceship, but she does have an apartment in new york. she lives alone, unless you count her cat, chewie (who is a flerken)!
she’s sworn her allegiance to s.h.i.e.l.d., but since s.w.o.r.d. has emerged, she works underneath them.
she has countless allies, being that she has been on many different planets. some of those allies include monica and maria rambeau, the avengers, and nick fury. the list of her enemies are even longer, including karla sofen, the kree empire (yon-rogg), & sir warren traveller.
the american government.
carol’s physique never changes, that’s just a part of who she is. her mental state is well. she does a lot of blowing off steam in the gym in her downtime!
“ this looks bad . . . “ teddy steps back , hands rising up in the air and a look of shock on his features . “ really bad . but . . . “ another pause . “ it’s not what you think , i swear . “ teddy really wasn’t stealing although it sure did look like it . and the look of guilt on his features didn’t help the situation at all . “ i was actually returning it . “
“ eh, i think i’m a pretty good JUDGE of character. teddy and stealing just aren’t SYNONYMOUS to me. ” says the blonde with a grin. “ i am gonna have to ask you to put it down, though... SLOWLY. that’s a dangerous artifact, and if you value your hands, you won’t touch it again. ” warns carol.
HE STOPS IN HIS tracks when the blonde approaches him . and while stephen would prefer to already be back at the sanctum , he kinda knew carol danvers . in passing at least . never really spoke to her but when does one ever get the chance while saving the world ? “ yeahh –– no . haven’t seen the cat around at all . but she’s probably bound to show up later ? ” he has no idea but isn’t that how cats are ?
carol sighed inaudibly at his response, yet maintained a FRIENDLY face. “ that sucks for me— i was hoping you’d have some kind of COOL spell to help me out or something. ” said the woman, obviously joking yet her tone remained DRY. carol didn’t joke much, this wasn’t a surprise. she already knew that magic without SERIOUS merit wasn’t good for time... or something like that. “ you’re RIGHT. i mean, she’s never ran away from home but i’m CONFIDENT that she knows the way BACK. maybe i could sit out some milk for her. ”
“not really the typical greeting here on terra, but i’m glad to know i’m not the only one around here just coming in from space.” the more the merrier, personally. if they were friendly, that was. though judging from the polaroid picture that was… definitely from his own era here on the planet, peter was going to go with the whole friendly assumption. peering at the image of the cat, he grimaced, already feeling a bit guilty to deliver the bad news. “not exactly, but i’m pretty good at finding lost things. and, besides, i guess cat finding is part of the guardians gig these days. i can help you find her, if you’d like.”
carol can’t help but grin once she hears peter’s response. he and his ragtag group of heroes had always brought her great JOY- and it was especially nice KNOWING that she wasn’t the only one with a set of eyes on the galaxy. “ really? you’d do that for me?! ” face IGNITES in joy. “ i’ll treat you to... er... pizza or something for all your help. ” pizza was no EXOTIC space food that she often found comforted her, but it did hit the spot.
it’s not surprising to anyone that tandy isn’t one to pay much attention to anything that didn’t involve her. she’d seen stray cats and dogs running all over new york like she’d been living in oliver & company for days now , but that just came with living in such a big city. steps coming to a halt at carol’s approach , tandy has to lift a hand to her forehead to block the sun as eyes scanned the photo. head tilts before her arm drops again , squint finding a way to settle upon her features while she lifts her shoulders in a light shrug. “ i think so ? i think i saw her hangin’ around one of the fire escapes before. i just thought she was getting some sun , honestly. ”
queue a sigh of relief once the girl responds. she promptly drops the old polaroid photo into her bag and smiles over at tandy. in her 86 years of life, carol had never had a child & really didn’t see one in her NEAR future, but chewie came close. the poor feline had practically been dropped into her lap, almost as if by magic. “ thank you... i guess she’s looking for a friend. ” there’s another smile that slowly spreads across her face. “ it’s nice to see you, by the way... ” the woman says, feeling like touching bases with a few people wouldn’t HURT considering her extensive absences.
sam’s surprised to be stopped in his path by carol danvers of all people. though, he supposes not everyone can stay off-world forever, especially if they’ve got a cat as cute as the one in the picture she’s waving in front of his face. honestly, carol is a little intense but sam likes that about her. and he empathizes; the panic he’d have if figaro went missing isn’t even something he wants to think about. “hey, welcome back. i haven’t seen her, but i’m happy to help you look for her? i can ask around with the birds, they might know something.”
“ thanks, wilson. i’m trying to remain lowkey right now so i would really appreciate some eyes in the sky! ” she had no idea whether she’d be staying on c-53 for long, so she didn’t exactly want to flash her face all over for the PAPARAZZI to see. “ how have you been? ” asked the blonde, a smile spreading ‘cross her lips.
·.·☾ 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐍 𝐀𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊 sure, but it’s new york – there’s always weird things and even weirder people , l.a was all about keeping up false pretences and acts / but this city , people really didn’t mind being as forthcoming as they needed to be. nico blinked once , twice , scrutinising the polaroid picture and mentally debating whether or not she should do the new yorker thing of just minding her business.
“ no, i don’t know – it was pretty dark, but the alleyway two blocks up is usually pretty lively with the neighbourhood cats. “
“ good place to start... ” the blonde mused allowed, as she simultaneously attempted to run through the events that took place moments before chewie decided to bolt. typically, carol wouldn’t have asked anyone for help, but it was no SECRET that she was a softy for her kitty & the thought that she might be lost, alone, or scared plucked tenderly at carol’s heartstrings. “ thanks... ” uttered the blonde. this made her realize she didn’t spend enough time in her apartment, or on EARTH, for that matter. so many things had changed.
HAD IT BEEN ANYONE ELSE JESSICA WOULD’VE PROMPTLY TOLD THEM TO FUCK OFF. but it wasn’t just a random stranger but carol danvers, her friend , one might say best friend even. puckering her lips she holds in her snarky remark in favor of examining the polaroid, carol had practically shoved in her face. jessica recognized chewie, of course she would, she had seen the flerken countless times before, “ i mean yeah, you two are practically attached at the hip,” she snorts realizing that wasn’t exactly the most helpful response, “ anyways no haven’t seen her care, maybe i could help you look for her?” sipping on her coffee she raises a brow at the blonde mouth quirked into a half smile , “ besides not like i got anything better to do,”
“ it’s much appreciated, jones. ” responded carol, a subtle smile tugging at the corners of her lips. jessica was correct— ever since the cat had appeared in her living room on the day she was attacked by sir warren traveler, carol, who hadn’t thought much about keeping animal, had instantaneously become attached to the alien kitty. now, the thought of surviving without the poor thing was a dark storm that clouded her mind. “ i had just got in from space & was unpacking my things, a-and i guess i forgot to close the door, or maybe she opened them with her tentacles... ” the blonde huffed. “ i would appreciate the help, jess. i'll repay you for your time with a cold beer or something! ”
carol cursed audibly when she’d returned to her apartment to find the door half-cracked and her cat, chewie gone. this was not an odd occurrence, though. she was an explorer and she loved the city. to be frank, chewie did not meet anyone who she didn’t show some kind of affection towards- whether it be a simple nudge of the leg or a pounce onto the lap. chewie was not your average cat, instead an alien species called a flerken who looked like your typical housecat native to planet c-53. carol exits her apartment and she’s now walking up and down the street, stopping when she runs into a familiar face. “ hey, sorry to bother you. just got in from space last night and my cat is missing. her name’s chewie... she looks like this. ” the blonde holds up an old polaroid photo of her cat, a hopeful look upon her face. “ please tell me you’ve seen her?! ”
