A Mysterious Island||Multi-Fandom||Accepting!

[gotta.blast]

Loki was looking at Lucille, moments from wanting to do the same he had done to Stark when they were in Stark Tower. Grab her by the cheeks, and then toss her off the side of something. In the way she acted, very similar to Stark, he could tell she'd probably do something to avoid imminent death, getting out of it before she even came close to hitting the ground. "I am more god than your archangel is! Assuming you and Red Skull," he couldn't help it; it came right out, "know him already." The god of mischief shot a plume of blue energy at Lucille as she teleported all over the place, then going back to her usual place. It passed right by her. "Consider that a friendly warning." He snorted, eyes drifting back to Ahkmenrah. "Multiple universes are the most plausible explanation," Loki smirked as the pharaoh became interested in his shape shifting skills. "Ah, as a god of mischief-" his words dripped with sarcasm, glaring at Lucille for a brief moment, "shape shifting is in my skill set. Have to trick people. I do it quite often, and get much joy out of it," with this, he morphed into Steve Rogers, throwing his shield, before becoming Thor. The shield changed as well, into a copy of mjolnir. In a flash, the hammer was an arrow, hammering itself into a tree. Clint Barton was now where 'Thor' had been standing. Seconds later, Tony Stark was in his place. Then, Phil Coulson. With a snap, he turned back to himself.

Only now was the archer realizing the large amounts of subtle affection that Thor and Milah were sharing. He found it to be quite adorable, having never met Jane for himself. So, he didn't really think of her. When Thor ruffled his already ruffled hair, Clint smiled a bit, like a five year old. Hey, even Agent Hill had come to the conclusion after working with him for a week that he had the brain capacity of a child. Sometimes. Other times, he could be quite intelligent. "Love you too, Lightning McQueen," Hawkeye shrugged, unsure what nickname to call Thor after he called him 'Hawky'. That was when he realized that Natasha was usually the only one whom addressed him by silly nicknames. Legolas, the one Stark had for him, was actually a compliment, especially now since Clint knew the actual elven archer. "But where? Don't think that his base is going to be unlike a hydra base. Guards, traps, and bad guys. Galore." At Milah's statement, he laughed. "Unless you have a giant glass cage and a Natasha Romanoff, you won't even get close to answers. At least Natasha can usually get answers in easy to solve riddles." he remembered what his girlfriend told him about the whole interrogation thing; before Bruce hulked out for the first time in a while. "Lets strategize. Gather the most powerful people, draw out a plan. I'm good at this stuff, or at least Tasha as trained me to," he said in reply to Thor.

Peter held up his right arm, his left hand reaching towards his holster. Just in case if she just happened to turn on him, he thought to himself. Quill had heard rumors of the secret evil agency that branched off from S.H.I.E.L.D. very recently after being secretly raised back up inside of it. Only because of Captain America, Black Widow, and Falcon it was uncovered before it launched it's newest project of helicarriers; Project Insight, if he wasn't mistaking. Anyways, he wasn't sure if she could have been one of those undercover HYDRA agents, that blended in so well. Then again, she didn't really seem like one. "Actually, I'm the alien here. Not you." he couldn't help but point out, even though he was from Earth, only being taken into space and raised there. "How am I wasting your time! There's nothing to do here except find whiny billionaires and not get killed by these weird lizard things that keep following me!" Three times earlier, he noticed them around his general area, unsure exactly what they were. Star-Lord looked over his shoulder, hearing the bushes shake, before running back up beside Chase. "I mean, it is. We have saved each others lives and do everything together. I bet she's looking for me right now!" he pretended not to hear her statement about everybody being annoying.

Bumblebee did the calculations in his mind; seventy-two hours converted into....three days?! Jeez, the autobot hadn't even experienced one night on this island. It apparently just seemed to stay day time. He noticed that the island seemed to keep all the humans that he saw looking surprisingly fresh. Their weapons, or whatever, charged, and stocked with bullets and arrows. The humans he had seen also didn't seem hungry or too tired; he wondered if that was a weird affect of this weird island. Maybe when he told Optimus about it when he got back to his universe he could codename the island 'Richard'. Then only he, Optimus, Jaguar, and Steel would know what was being talked about. Oh, maybe also Ratchet, Sam, and Cade. Possibly Tessa and Shane; but he assumed they were probably busy doing whatever they did nowadays. College classes and car races. When Jaguar questioned about the ex-decepticon being cybertronian, Bee tilted his head a bit. "Whoa, you okay there? Island taking a toll on ya?" he asked, looking around, tempted to radio in Stark or Jarvis or Steel. "Yeah, she's from the evil side of our kind. We don't talk to them. Only fight, except, it's a long story why I'm talking to this one..." Bumblebee figured that was the best way he could explain it to the Lamborghini for now.

Helga's mouth dropped open. Wide and agape, she closed her mouth a moment after, to continue speaking. "What idiot leaves a baby on an island? I'm sorry," she waved her arms in dismissal, shaking her head, "but your universe you come from, realm, dimension, whatever your refer to it as, is very weird. And just when I thought I had seen so much weirdness in my life before I came here. Oi!" She smacked a hand to her now throbbing forehead. It finally all came crashing down on Helga; everything she had been through, all the people, all the events. This made her even more motivated to reach one of these magic people. Sinclair desperately needed the help to turn her life back around.

Milo could see the evident worry on Hungary's face. "Maybe not fight to the death, but who prevails as the strongest," he tried to reassure the nation with a realistic sounding theory he came up with off the top of his head. "The creatures we've seen around here? The island could have 'tests' set up, including those creatures, and whomever solves them in the most quickest, efficient way, gets to claim this land?" This time, Thatch had been making up this theory off of the top of his head, adding along as he went. This caused him to speak slowly as he said all of this.

The Loki double made up his mind; he would let Zelena and Vegeta see the castle, and keep Zelena a secret from Rumplestiltskin. If he happened to tell the Dark One about her ahead of time, he could always just play the 'I'm a double; the real Loki wasn't exactly aware of the full situation' card if he needed to. With a flick of his wrist, he allowed Vegeta and Zelena see the mighty Asgardian castle. Leaning in to Jareth and Scar, he whispered. "Keep an eye on those two." he then disappeared in a cloud of green smoke, just as the real Loki would. Meanwhile, Zelena had already walked up to the entry way of the castle. She marveled the golden beauty of a castle. Had it been painted emerald, she would have thought of Oz, not Asgard. Stepping inside, she admired the empty halls, desperately hoping that the two other members she wanted to meet were there. From what it sounded like, Rumple was out doing whatever he did. Walking around the large, ornate halls, she suddenly felt as if she were being watched. Turning on her heels, the witch saw nothing. Shrugging, it was probably one of the tricksters playing a joke. Again heading forwards, Zelena screamed as something grabbed her. With quick thinking, she smacked her hand backwards, turning to see her attacker. On the floor, was a soldier in white and black attire. A strange helmet, if she did say so herself. Suddenly, more of these guys gathered around her. Oh crap. She wasn't sure if they were trying to kidnap her, or escort her, but they didn't look too friendly to her. Not wanting to showcase her powers just yet, especially with there being two members she hadn't met yet, she shouted. "Scar! Jareth! Vegeta! Loki? What are these white and black soldiers doing ambushing people in the castle? Associates of an associate? Or...." Zelena tried keeping calm.

[Aragorn.]

He nodded... Powerful people, who were some powerful people on this rock? Well, other than himself and Clint. There was Tony, and those car robot things, and maybe he could convince Rumple to be good.... maybe. "Well there is Stark, the car robot things, who else?" he asked aloud, somewhat to himself.

[gotta.blast]

Clint had been counting on his fingers, so far holding up six. Although Thor had only mentioned himself, Clint, Stark, Bumblebee and Steelshadow, he counted Milah as their sixth, since she reminded him so much of Natasha. If she weren't Russian and were a pirate instead, of course. Still, all in the same. "There was another S.H.I.E.L.D. agent, Telani Henderson. My only problem with her is that she was kidnapped, and had her memory wiped clear of us and everything besides a few details about what happened to her, as well as Fury and Coulson. Also Quicksilver, where ever he is right now," he was unaware that Pietro happened to be Zelena in disguise. Nor did he know that Chase was also here on the island, with three members of the Guardians of the Galaxy team. Another force he didn't know was present on the island was a third cybertronian; Jaguar. "I've got Ahkmenrah, Katniss, Legolas, Sombre, Oliver, Hook, and Merida all for backup. We're like a crew," Clint explained. "I could always see where they all got off to and reunite them to fight these forces," Barton suggested.

[pomni]

[laughing so haaaard]

Rumple's eyes were sparkling with mischief. Here was the Savior of Storybrooke herself, the product of true love, the epitome of light magic, and he had leverage over her because he knew where Killian Jones was. He wondered what exactly she might give him in exchange for the location of her beloved captain - assuming he was still hanging around that house that had sprung up from nothing in the middle of the woods, with those precious "fan" children of his and Sombre. "I go by Rumplestiltskin here, dearie," Rumple explained, taking a step towards her, then casting a glance back at Toothless, who seemed to be charging something nasty up. "Oh, there's no need for that. Ms. Swan and I are...acquainted." this was a gross understatement. They had worked together, fought each other, schemed against each other, schemed with each other. Not to mention, he had tried to manipulate her twice now - once to make her a hero, twice to make her a villain. Still, there was no need to go into all that. "As for what I'm doing here...well, that's my business. I'm more interested in what you're doing here...and what you want to do here. Say...find Killian Jones?"

"With a force like that, we might as well storm a castle," Milah joked, completely unaware of the fact that the villains indeed had their own castle, only it was cloaked and hidden from certain people. "It sounds like a sufficient fighting force to me! Even Norse gods can be beaten, right? I, unfortunately, don't know anyone here except Ahkmenrah," she explained. She completely missed Clint's reference to Hook - had she known he was talking about Killian, she would have leaped up and demanded to know his location...but she didn't know him by that name.

[ohhhh Belle, things are gonna get spicy!]
[gtg to school ^^]

[livingvirus.exe]

Loki was looking at Lucille, moments from wanting to do the same he had done to Stark when they were in Stark Tower. Grab her by the cheeks, and then toss her off the side of something. In the way she acted, very similar to Stark, he could tell she'd probably do something to avoid imminent death, getting out of it before she even came close to hitting the ground. "I am more god than your archangel is! Assuming you and Red Skull," he couldn't help it; it came right out, "know him already." The god of mischief shot a plume of blue energy at Lucille as she teleported all over the place, then going back to her usual place. It passed right by her. "Consider that a friendly warning." He snorted, eyes drifting back to Ahkmenrah. "Multiple universes are the most plausible explanation," Loki smirked as the pharaoh became interested in his shape shifting skills. "Ah, as a god of mischief-" his words dripped with sarcasm, glaring at Lucille for a brief moment, "shape shifting is in my skill set. Have to trick people. I do it quite often, and get much joy out of it," with this, he morphed into Steve Rogers, throwing his shield, before becoming Thor. The shield changed as well, into a copy of mjolnir. In a flash, the hammer was an arrow, hammering itself into a tree. Clint Barton was now where 'Thor' had been standing. Seconds later, Tony Stark was in his place. Then, Phil Coulson. With a snap, he turned back to himself.

Lucille was watching Loki's face, smirking inwardly as she did her best not to laugh. She glanced as the blue energy as it passed her, turning back and shrugging her shoulders. "A warning off...? You gonna turn me into blues clues?" She taunted, rolling her eyes as he started shapeshifting. "And considering Gabbi," She used her nickname for him, "..is literally only next to God and his older brothers, I doubt that. Red Skull?" She glanced at Lucifer, a smirk curving one edge of her lips upward in a half-smile, she turned back to Loki. "One thing you have in common, though, for tricksters, you really can't take a trick. You're both Mommy's boys, which is quite the ironic accomplishment" She snapped her fingers, and a ring of fire appeared around the limb of the treebranch immediately above the so-called God, cracking and threatening to fall on him and his little friend. She had an inkling it wouldn't hurt him, but she wanted to see his reaction. "By the way, if you want me to believe that you are a God of mischief, you probably shouldn't say it sarcastically." She snickered, tsking him on his improper use of the verbal gesture, her probably being the princess of sarcasm. Glancing at the branch, the whole thing was enveloped in flames, and started falling.

[Meowbles]

I'd like to join so tell me if I need to modify anything!

Name: Luneth
Gender: Male
Age: 15
Personality: Luneth is loyal to a fault and kind enough to have no problem helping strangers out even at the cost of his own safety. He will also not forgive himself if he feels he's failed someone. Luneth is fairly outgoing and talkative. He's also very reckless and curiosity will almost always get the better of him.
History: Sorry not putting that up.
Bf,Gf,Married?: Nope.
Crush: No One.
Kids: None.
Species: Human.
Fandom or Oc: Final Fantasy III
Other: I have him as a geomancer so he can semi-mess with weather. Think of it as for only five minutes he can control a certain weather type and the bigger it is the harder it is to keep going. Luneth also has to wait a bit after he uses one of his skills. The funny bit about this is the weapon he uses to control the weather are bells! XD

[ghostlyhamlet]

"I'm guessing you doing want to press on that subject. How come your called a Time Lady? Do you watch time? Keep track of it?" Hermione questioned as she gave up on the dog search.

Doug was sniffing for the bird, he didn't realized he bumped into somebody(Jack). The dog then looked up and sat down, panting and wagging his tail, wanting him to pet him.

Paris looked around for Thor into the direction she saw him fly off to. She had sprinted away from where she caught a look of Loki and now she thought she was lost. Lost and alone.

Peeta looked around, he wondered what help he could do. All he could really do was bake a cake, nothing special like a bow and arrows, or sword fighting, or knife throwing. He was useless.

[.muse.]

"Black and white soldiers?" Jareth cast a glance at Scar in confusion before following Zelena into the castle to see her surrounded by Stormtroopers. "Who exactly are you all? And how did you get in this castle?" Jareth asked as he tentatively stepped through them to get next to Zelena. Like most the fictional characters on the island he hadn't seen much of other fictional works and as such knew nothing of the Starwars universe and it's most vile Siths army of clones that did his bidding to spread his reach across the galaxy.


"Not the Doctor I remembered." Jack answered Stitches question as he surveyed the newest member of their merry band. "The Doctor I remembered had less hair, and was a tad more graceful." he held up his hand and left an inch gap between his index and his thumb, "Just a tad." He wondered if this Doctor was in the wrong time, was this a past doctor or a future doctor? Jack was very well aware of the regeneration qualities of time lords, he'd after all died when Nine was the face of the doctor and been revived to Ten. "Which regeneration is this one?" He quietly asked Rory not wanting to ask Amy or the Doctor so he could play it off that he'd already known.


Steel looked down at her blaster and smiled, the little fluff was nervous of it. How many times had Titan or Barricade told her she needed to up the power of it? But it was merely a distraction, to give herself the cover she needed to snake a grenade out with the other hand. She switched it back to her regular hand, as regular as cybertronian limbs got at least. "He knocked himself out running into me mid transformation," She stood up revealing her eighteen foot height, "Not that it matters," leaning back down she smiled at Rockets tenacity, he was a feisty little thing and she could appreciate that strong will in other species that weren't human. "Shame, Furrball is more suiting, you don't look anything like a rocket." She couldn't help but laugh a little at Rockets glare when he learned she wasn't just a hunk of metal like he originally thought. "Humans call us robots because it's the closest they can understand of what we actually are." Putting the grenade back as well she rubbed the back of her neck in a shy nature, "Eh, names Steelshadow, Ex Con in the cybertronian civil war, explosives expert, one of the longest lived in the war thus far dating back to it's younger days when I was an eager bot looking to make a name for myself." She introduced herself properly for a change, isn't that what good guys did? Played nice with others when they were asking simple get to know you questions.

[magic_swirl]

"Well I guess that is an aspect of jobs. We do travel in time" the Melody states simply

[ghostlyhamlet]

"Really? You've been to the past and future? I'm sorry to ask, but what's your name?" The young witch asked as she looked at her with a sweet smile.

Paris then heard voice and walked into a clearing where she couldn't believe her eyes. The eleventh doctor stood, with Rory, Amy.... and Jack. She couldn't contain herself and walked up to him and gave him a hug.