Marvel's: The Avengers (Accepting)

[bucky.]

Name: Amber Griffin
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Appearance/Looks: medium-short and wild dark amber hair with blonde streaks, blue eyes, on the taller side, a few freckles, kinda slouchy, usually wears skinny jeans or short shorts, a black tank top and an oversized hoodie.
Side: (Heroes, villains, or neutral): Stuck between Hero and Neutral
Powers: Amber is a mutant-type girl. She was taken from an orphanage and experimented on with multiple other children when she was 11. The goal was to see if they could inject animal-like powers into humans and use them for their own reasons. Amber was the only one who survived in her group. She was given the powers of cheetah/lion, resulting in extreme speed (not super-speed like Quicksilver, but just really really fast), enhanced agility, and she can also communicate with cats (not that she really uses this one haha). Amber hates being a mutant-different, but she uses her powers when she needs to.
Personality: Cool and would be popular if she wasn't so depressed and un-confident. At her very best, she is brave and almost too bold, because she will rush in to do something or help her friends. Unfortunately, this side of her is very rare because she is always criticizing herself. Can be extremely sarcastic (her death will probably be from being sarcastic at the wrong time), and has a bad habit of zoning out when people are talking to her.
History: Her parents abandoned her as a young child, and she lived safely at an orphanage until, at age 11, a group of agents broke in and took Amber and a bunch of other kids with them and tested on them, injecting serums and things, creating mutants with animal-like powers. The rest of Amber's group ended up dying from too much testing or their bodies not being able to cope with such abilities. At age 14, Amber escaped and had been living at a homeless shelter since then.


Name: James Buchanan "Bucky" Barnes
Age: Uh, dunno... 100 or something haha... (Probably technically in his late 20's or something)
Gender: Male
Appearance/Looks: long dark hair, shadowed face, his left arm is made out of metal.
Side/Alliance: Either Hero or Villain; is he the Winter Soldier or Bucky in this? If I get to pick then Bucky, but maybe his trigger words will show up somewhere too :3
Powers: Enhanced strength, metal arm
Personality: Reserved, honest, flirty and funny when he's not sulking
History: Ok, I'm not going to get Into this since we all know him (I hope). See Captain America: The First Avenger, Captain America: The Winter Soldier, and Captain America: Civil War.

[Kat]

((@~Scarlett~: Your OC and Bucky are accepted. Thank you for joining. c:
You would be able to choose whether or not Bucky would be the Winter Soldier in this. If you would prefer for him to be Bucky, as he is in Captain America: Civil War, then that would be perfectly fine.))

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Loki Laufeyson Tags: Skye

Loki silently watched as the team of EMTs worked to keep Skye alive. In truth, it was a little unpleasant to observe. Their methods were just so different from how things were done on Asgard. More primitive and invasive. He wasn't a complete stranger to their ways, having undergone surgery at one point while SHIELD held him captive. In his experience, however, he had been heavily sedated. Due to his eventual loss of consciousness, he could hardly remember half of what was done to him. Only afterward did he find out what seeking medical assistance from mortals actually entailed. Absentmindedly, Loki's hand trailed to his side, his fingers brushing over the place where they had cut into him.

As the paramedics began to close the doors of the ambulance, obscuring Skye from view, Loki frowned slightly. They would be taking her to the hospital, he presumed, but as it became clear that they weren't going to allow him to ride with them if he did not also accept their medical attention, he wondered if this would be the last time that he saw Skye. For some reason, it was a thought that bothered him. Perhaps it was for the better, though. The people that tried to enter his life always had a habit of getting hurt in the process. Skye had already been given a taste of it, and Loki did not want for her to receive another. While he still could not bring himself to trust her entirely due to her SHIELD background, she had still succeeded in helping him to evade Thor, and for that he was grateful.

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Mark Delaney Tags: open

A few butterfly bandages had been placed over the cut on his face, and while it wasn't exactly an attractive look, it was much better than requiring stitches. Mark ran a hand though his short black hair as he left the medical wing. He was growing rather tired of getting hurt, but he couldn't complain too much. This crap is what he had signed up for, after all. Getting hurt was part of being an agent, unfortunately. Why did the guy have to aim for his face, though? The damn cut was going to scar, and Mark didn't think that his wife was going to be very happy about that.

As he walked down the hall, he straightened up his uniform a bit. There was really no point in changing out of it. He was still on call, and he could be sent out on another mission at any given time. In fact, he was hoping that he would be sent out once more. There was nothing worse than being cooped up inside of HQ with nothing to do. Yeah, he could always head to the gym, but even that sometimes grew to be a bit monotonous after a while.

[Stiles Hale]

((@~Scarlett~: Your OC and Bucky are accepted. Thank you for joining. c:
You would be able to choose whether or not Bucky would be the Winter Soldier in this. If you would prefer for him to be Bucky, as he is in Captain America: Civil War, then that would be perfectly fine.))

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Loki Laufeyson Tags: Skye

Loki silently watched as the team of EMTs worked to keep Skye alive. In truth, it was a little unpleasant to observe. Their methods were just so different from how things were done on Asgard. More primitive and invasive. He wasn't a complete stranger to their ways, having undergone surgery at one point while SHIELD held him captive. In his experience, however, he had been heavily sedated. Due to his eventual loss of consciousness, he could hardly remember half of what was done to him. Only afterward did he find out what seeking medical assistance from mortals actually entailed. Absentmindedly, Loki's hand trailed to his side, his fingers brushing over the place where they had cut into him.

As the paramedics began to close the doors of the ambulance, obscuring Skye from view, Loki frowned slightly. They would be taking her to the hospital, he presumed, but as it became clear that they weren't going to allow him to ride with them if he did not also accept their medical attention, he wondered if this would be the last time that he saw Skye. For some reason, it was a thought that bothered him. Perhaps it was for the better, though. The people that tried to enter his life always had a habit of getting hurt in the process. Skye had already been given a taste of it, and Loki did not want for her to receive another. While he still could not bring himself to trust her entirely due to her SHIELD background, she had still succeeded in helping him to evade Thor, and for that he was grateful.

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Mark Delaney Tags: open

A few butterfly bandages had been placed over the cut on his face, and while it wasn't exactly an attractive look, it was much better than requiring stitches. Mark ran a hand though his short black hair as he left the medical wing. He was growing rather tired of getting hurt, but he couldn't complain too much. This crap is what he had signed up for, after all. Getting hurt was part of being an agent, unfortunately. Why did the guy have to aim for his face, though? The damn cut was going to scar, and Mark didn't think that his wife was going to be very happy about that.

As he walked down the hall, he straightened up his uniform a bit. There was really no point in changing out of it. He was still on call, and he could be sent out on another mission at any given time. In fact, he was hoping that he would be sent out once more. There was nothing worse than being cooped up inside of HQ with nothing to do. Yeah, he could always head to the gym, but even that sometimes grew to be a bit monotonous after a while.

"Its starting to heal on its own, slowly but it is, It seems we just have to keep her blood level up while her body fixes itself," A paramedic said in awe as he watched the muscles slowly heal, He'd said this while the doors were partially open so Loki could hear though it wasn't intentional, He hooked her up to a bag of blood, and watched her heal.

[La Esmeralda]

Natasha didn't mind that Sam had called her mommy. She had a mothery instinct towards him while he was around her and thought hell I might as well be his mom since that censered of a woman's new husband hurt him and I will never hurt a innocent child ever. She smiled at Sam and said, " Well we are going to be stuck here for a while. "
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Anubis nods and used his teleportation powers and within moments they were in Sekment's temple. HE frowned at the appearance wasn't as exquisite as it once was. Anubis said , " Well I see mortals haven't been up keeping the temples for us gods."

[Stiles Hale]

Natasha didn't mind that Sam had called her mommy. She had a mothery instinct towards him while he was around her and thought hell I might as well be his mom since that censered of a woman's new husband hurt him and I will never hurt a innocent child ever. She smiled at Sam and said, " Well we are going to be stuck here for a while. "
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Anubis nods and used his teleportation powers and within moments they were in Sekment's temple. HE frowned at the appearance wasn't as exquisite as it once was. Anubis said , " Well I see mortals haven't been up keeping the temples for us gods."

Sam walked over and hugged Natasha, smiling, "My older brother would love you." Sam said smiling, His actual mom used IVF to be able to have his older brother, who was of course Also Clint's son, Though he was Clint's son though IVF instead of natural means, a Son was a Son. "my other mom said that he was yours too, and he was born nine years before me, isn't that great?" Sam asked.

[La Esmeralda]

Natasha replied, " Yes , it is Sam , I already feel like a mother to you ." She hugged Sam back and gingerly walked out of the room assuming that Clint and Sam would follow her out as well.
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Anubis nods and used his teleportation powers and within moments they were in Sekment's temple. HE frowned at the appearance wasn't as exquisite as it once was. Anubis said , " Well, I see mortals haven't been up keeping the temples for us gods."

[Stiles Hale]

What can I say, I love the guys[/quote]


Name: Dean Barton-Davidson (Step Father's last name)
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Side: Neutral
Powers: N/A
Personality: Dean, having been raised by their Step father is tough and hard to handle, though that's because of the way their Step father treated him and Sam, he's very protective of Sam as well as mistrusting of anyone but Sam.
History: Raised by Him and Sam's step father John he learned the hard way about life and how it goes. Because of this he sent his little brother off to live with their birth father, hoping that he would be kinder. He recently decided to run away and is on the search for his little brother, hoping that he's alright.

[Stiles Hale]

Natasha replied, " Yes , it is Sam , I already feel like a mother to you ." She hugged Sam back and gingerly walked out of the room assuming that Clint and Sam would follow her out as well.
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Anubis nods and used his teleportation powers and within moments they were in Sekment's temple. HE frowned at the appearance wasn't as exquisite as it once was. Anubis said , " Well, I see mortals haven't been up keeping the temples for us gods."

Sam and Clint followed Natasha out of the room and looked around. Clint knew that she might want to work off some of her stress.
Sam smiled at Clint before jogging up to Natasha.
Clint rolled his eyes and followed behind both of them.

[La Esmeralda]

Natasha lightly chuckled at Sam as he jogged next to her. She went to her training room and didn't push herself like she normally would.
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Anubis nods and used his teleportation powers and within moments they were in Sekment's temple. HE frowned at the appearance wasn't as exquisite as it once was. Anubis said , " Well, I see mortals haven't been up keeping the temples for us gods." ( *wajas*)

[wajas]

Alyona|Female|Tagged: Anubis
She looks around, scowling with mutual agreement, "Indeed. If only it's been properly taken care of," she trails off, gripping Anubis' hand with a light pressure.