‘The Wanted’ - Marvel Roleplay (Next Gens)

[Consulting_Angel]

Oliver Maximoff
18|Male|Homosexual
Son of Scarlet Witch
Location: Cafe
Tagged: Daithi, Christine.

Oliver approached the counter, and placed his order, not daring to look back towards Daithi or the non-Earth girl. He also kept himself positioned so that he was not facing, nor would he be recognisable on, the security camera that was watching from the corner. With the technology and the Government power these days, he knew that they may well be having a watch on any security camera, in the hopes of picking up the location of those that they were trying to capture and contain. He definitely didn't need that to ruin his progress of managing to keep out of the Government grasp so far, even if it had been a struggle. While he waited for his drink to be made, he could just about hear the conversation happening behind him - which he really had to focus on over the noise of the other conversations being made by other customers. Oliver couldn't help but feel himself get a little rigid, for he knew what was being referred to in the conversation. What if one of them worked for the Government?

Julian Lang
21|Male|Bisexual
Son of Antman&The Wasp
Location: Apartment.
Tagged: Open.

"Almost done..." Julian muttered, just fixing the last component on the iridescent wings that attached to the back of his suit. Then... "Finished!" he announced, and turned to face his audience - three large tanks that housed his ants. It was extremely odd, he knew, but he quite liked having them for company. Besides, the ants were incredibly useful. Holding a finger to his earpiece, he silently instructed several of his crazy and carpenter ants to help him put away his equipment. While he didn't have the luxury of having the huge space and resources of the Pym Mansion - where he used to reside - he still had pretty much all that he needed. The only reason he was here on his own was the help ensure that the Government wouldn't find him, since the Pym Mansion would be one of the places the Government agents would be sure to look. Once everything was away, Julian sent the ants back to their colonies, and he went to put his suit away.

Negasi Udaku
23|Male|Bisexual
Son of T'Challa
Location: Streets of NY
Tagged: Phoenix, Alena.

Sensing the slight confusion, Negasi wondered for a brief moment if he had mistaken these two people entirely, and that they weren't any of the people that were intended to be offered refuge or some other sort of protection. However, once they'd introduced himself, he knew that they were the right people... it just seemed that they had no idea - or very little - as to what was going on. It was not safe to talk too much about it in the open, especially as there was always the risk of someone overhearing something, or getting suspicious, since they were all just stood there, no matter how quietly they spoke. But it was important to him that they at least understood some of what was going on. "You do not know?" Negasi asked, somewhat confused and concerned. "It is not safe to talk at length about it now, but I can say..." he paused, glancing around for a moment, "...the Governments of the world - most of them, anyway - have elected to unite and have anyone that could be considered a superpowered or enhanced human - or being - to be captured and contained, away from the public. Therefore, my father, King T'Challa Udaku of Wakanda, and his council have decided to offer those people refuge or protection, to attempt to fight back against the regime."

[lokison]

Alena Ourania-Thordottir | Female | Location: Streets of NY | Tag[s]: Phoenix Quill; Negasi Udaku; Kari Odinson
She wasn’t sure as to why she thought she’d heard Kari but perhaps it was because she subconsciously missed her little sister? Phoenix and Nagasi’s words pulled her from her thoughts as she once again turned her attention to the two guys with her. Phoenix seemed just as confused as she did yet he was more than happy to be a part of whatever was going on. Alena on the other hand was even more confused. The earth government were rounding up people with powers? Why and what would she have to do with it? She wasn’t even if Earth. She shook her head and blinked. “I am sorry but why would you’re officials try to lock people with powers away? Is that not against some sort of Earthly law?” Alena wondered. This wasn’t the Midgard she’d heard so fondly about growing up, no this was almost like being on Jotunheim without furs or a fire. “What in Odinsbeard happened to Midgard? The takes my father told of this world were ones of unity, friendship and peace.”

[Darqua]

Kari Odinson | Female | Location: Streets of NY | Tags: Alena, Phoenix, Negasi (Briefly)

Kari had been standing for a while now, silently listening to the conversation. Problems on Earth must have been far more serious than she’d imagined, especially if supers themselves were offering refuge. She slid her bag across her shoulder after ensuring her armor was still secure and took a small step closer. But something else caught her eye. Or someone. Two men in suits stood across the street, seeming to watch her. Kari avoided eye contact and tried to focus on the group nearby. Perhaps those men were from the government. Should she warn her sister? Or try to divert these people?

James Strange | Male | Location: Library | Tags: Aittor

James was surprised. Was it that obvious that he was gifted? Unless of course, this particular individual had met many like him before. Though he wasn’t quite sure how to reply, he did behin to relax, assuming by his body language that he was not a threat. He removed his hand from behind his back, and examined the book that he held. “Magic? I guess you could call it that. A prefer the term energy manipulation.” That was what his father had told him anyway. He looked down at the man’s hands, as a glowing illusion appeared across his wrists. James rested his hands on his hips and nodded, a coy smile tugging at his lips. “That’s right. I’m James. James Strange. Illusions, huh? Must be an interesting gift to have. Anything else you can do?”

[AssassinPerson]

Phoenix Quill | Male | Location: The Streets of New York | Tags: Alena, Negasi
“And it had only been several years ago since I was last here...” Phoenix ponders, listening to the explanation. He counted himself lucky that barely anyone on Earth knew him, or would be able to recognise him, so he’d be able to mostly get away and pretend to be normal. Though, from the sound of things, it was a lot worse than it looked. Especially if somewhere most knew little about was offering refuge for the Superheroes. Alena commented about how she heard that Earth was peaceful, and then he nods. “A lot changes in several years. When I was last on Earth, nothing this bad was happening. It was just a minor thing here or there that got delt with pretty easily”

Daithi Maximoff | Male | Location: A Cafe | Tags: Christine, Oliver
Apparently she didn’t know about it. So, while he knew very little, he’d have to get her up to speed on it, before she ends up causing a mess. “It... It might?” Daithi glances back to his drink, taking a sip to give himself time to work out what to say. “Because of the other Earth Superheroes causing mess while defeating Villains, the government decided to capture, or maybe recruit, any super-powers individuals... I’ve not taken part in anything so I’m still under the radar, but your appearances alone will get you noticed by them...” he looks back to her, glancing past her only to see if the person he thought might be Oliver was still there. “I... I’m Daithi...” he then decided it would be best to get introductions out of the way as well. If they ended up on the same side, fighting against most of the Earth’s governments, they’d need to be able to recognise each other... Not like Daithi would be able to fight, anyway, because he was too nervous. This wasn’t something he wanted to be involved with, either, but he knew he’d end up being caught out in the end, no matter what happened.

Aittor Lokison | Male | Location: The Library | Tags: James
Aittor was glad that his talking made the other person calm down, not be ready to attack at any second. That helped him to stay calm and not try anything stupid. “Energy manipulation? I’ve not heard that term before” he comments, “Though it might be because I don’t hang around the people who can do that sort of thing” hopefully James knew what he was referring to. When James introduces himself, Aittor looks around, waving a hand slightly. before saying “Now I know we can’t be heard by prying ears... My last name is Lokison, that should just about sum up what I can do” and then he holds his hands out, teleporting Andesine, a cat, into them “The teleportation is just an extension of my illusions. That’s all. There’s some telekinesis if I’m annoyed, and then the main thing I can do. Shapeshifting” he then makes Andesine vanish, sending her home, before looking back up at James. “Just a demonstration” Aittor tells him, and then he makes himself look like James via the shapeshifting. “Down to the voice, as well”. Yes, he WAS showing sone he had just met the basis of what he could do, but Aittor knew that he’d still have the upper-hand in a fight, anyway, as he had plenty of tricks up his sleeves. Plus, he had already placed some trust in James, having sensed that the sorcerer, or whatever he called it, wasn’t working with anyone who would be a danger. Or maybe it was because magic users didn’t show up that often. Aittor considered it magic, anyway, because that was how he saw it.

[pecos]

i Samantha Darkholmes ii female iii location: New York alleyway & streets iv tags: Pheonix, Alena, & Negasi

Samantha walked down a New York alleyway, her red converse clicking against the wet stone floor. She was currently wearing ripped jeans and a gray pullover hoodie with an M for the monster energy drink logo printed in green on the front. The hood was pulled up, covering her eyes and the majority of her hair, although one wavy strand hung loose in front of Samantha's face. She reached up and brushed it away, exposing her pale freckled cheeks. The alleyway ended abruptly and led out to a semi-busy street where other people mingled. One group in particular caught her eye, and she pulled her hoodie back, briefly meeting the gaze of one of them, before running back into the alley and stopping for a moment. Samantha thoughy to herself, an image of a small, brown bird with a red belly filling her head. The longer she thought of the bird, her shape began to morph and shrink and blend until she had become the bird she was thinking of, every feather and inch of skin perfectly copied as an animal form. The Robin lifted its head and fluttered out of the alley, landing on the branch of a tree near the group that had interested Samantha. This was Samantha's ability. To change, or morph. She called it shape shifting, and at the moment, was the only shape shifter that she knew of. Samantha, now a Robin, hopped along the rough bark of the tree she was perched on, cleaning her feathers occasionally so she didn't draw too much attention to herself. The only way she would have been noticed is if someone saw her go into the alley and a Robin come out. (Wink wink).

[Spock and Kirk]

⁍------------- 𝒞𝒽𝓇𝒾𝓈𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑒 𝒯'𝒢𝒶𝒾
xxxxx"The mind replays, what the heart cannot delete"
Speaking ||Female || 22 || Mood: irritated || Tagged: Daithi, Oliver

xxxGreat. I have spent a very long time running from people. Those that were after me for one reason or another and yet they were going to come after me once again. I took in a deep breath as instead of feeling a wave of worry a twinge of anger took the place that it should have occupied. I was sick of running from those that were coming after me, I was sick of it. I wanted to be free and so that is why they sent me here. At least until Xandar is safe once again, which who knows when that will be. For all I know there is a hole drilled through the planet. Or worse case senecio, its nothing but a void wasteland.

xxx I picked up a spoon off of the table and began to fiddle with it. However as soon as the anger had hit me I felt myself beginning to bend it into a deformed shape as though it were a straw. I needed to calm myself down and this will probably be the best way for me to do so. Calming myself down was never one of my strong suits, but in this case I knew that I was going to have to get a disguise. I just needed some kind of powder to cover my green hue. Now my ears on the other hand I could cover with my hair down easily. It would still offer a risk but I suppose it will have to be a risk that I will have to take. "I cannot catch a break" I muttered hoping that my new companion would not hear my angry remark as the spoon bent in my hand. Which I immediately remembered that it was a bad idea as it would make me stick out like a soar thumb. I don't think that I can name a human that is able to bend a spoon.

xxx frantically I shoved the spoon in my pocket. Its not like the cafe would ever use it again. Sad enough to say, I am sure that they will not miss this one. Besides, who knows who could report me to the so called government out to find people that have super powers. I hated the thought of having to hide, but perhaps it is all for the better. there is really no need for me to stick out anyways. I would be better off to stash my uniform somewhere so that it would not stick out if someone happened to see it. But I wanted to keep at least one part of me on my person. I could shut the lights out by short circuiting them easy enough. "Its nice to meet you, Daithi. My name is Christine, or Tina if you'd prefer. Call me Chris and I will have to kill you" it was a pitiful attempt at humour. However it was nice to finally know my companions name, Daithi. I think that he had an accent to accompany his foreign sounding name. I would be the last person who would notice, I am so used to a wide range of people. Another thing that I miss about Xandar.

[goku.]

|| ｒａｇｎａｒ - ｈｏｗｌｅｔｔ ||
((wolverine || 18 || neutral || tagged; open))

In the middle of an alleyway there was a quiet, muffled yell followed by complete silence. The silence held for a couple seconds then light footsteps echoed off the buildings walls. Ragnar stepped out from the alleyway. Blood covered his knuckles, and extended claws, along with blood staining onto his clothing. Ragnar had been trying to mind his own business. He had been going to an old abandoned building he had been staying at when a group of men approached him. When a gun was jabbed into his back a fight was quick to break out. Unfortunately, the group of men didn't quite know what they were dealing with. Most of the blood was from the group of men. Minus some blood due to some cuts he had received, along with some blood from a bullet wound. But his wounds were already healed up, though the bullet wound took a bit longer. Ragnar took in a deep breath as his claws sunk back into his knuckles. "Great..." he whispered. Now he had to find somewhere to wash off at. But where could he casually walk into, splattered with blood, and not have the cops called on him?

[Consulting_Angel]

Oliver Maximoff
18|Male|Homosexual
Son of Scarlet Witch
Location: Cafe
Tagged: Daithi, Christine.

His order got called up - he'd used a fake name - and Oliver picked it up. Then, he turned around hesitantly, still avoiding looking at the camera. He could sit down, sure, and potentially listen into more of the conversation - though he was sure that it was obvious, and that Daithi had seen him. Going back outside and rushing back home was also an option, but he hadn't been in contact for so long. Oliver decided to at least greet Daithi, and maybe the young woman as well - who he'd heard her introduce herself as Christine - even if he wouldn't be able to stay for long, since he was so considered to be a big danger to everyone around him. Though he was nervous, Oliver approached the table. "Daithi?" he asked, quietly, even though he knew full well who the young man was.

Julian Lang
21|Male|Bisexual
Son of Antman&The Wasp
Location: Apartment.
Tagged: Open.

After a while, Julian got a notification on his phone. He read over it, and smiled to himself. "Alright, looks like we've got another job." Julian announced, and he went to go and put on his suit. He occasionally took up certain jobs for people - nothing too big, just things such as stealing getting back an item that was stolen, or dealing with someone who was taking part in some petty crime. Anything much bigger than that, then he wasn't too interested, for he didn't want to put himself on the Government's radar any more than he already was. This particular job was getting back someone's laptop that had been stolen, and had a lot of important personal and work files on it. Fortunately, there was also a lot of information on the perpetrator, so it wouldn't be too hard to track him down and get the laptop back - and he wouldn't even need to take any ants, which was both a disappointment and a bit of a relief.

Negasi Udaku
23|Male|Bisexual
Son of T'Challa
Location: Streets of NY
Tagged: Phoenix, Alena.

Negasi shook his head slightly, and glanced to each of the others in turn. He knew just as well how things had been, and how they have changed even in the span of just a few years. "I'm afraid that just isn't how things are anymore. I don't know the full details, but..." he hesitated, wondering if he should risk talking further about this. But he figured that the two had a right to know, and he could handle whatever may happen. "It appears that they - the Governments - have grown too tired with incidents happening all over the world - some of them having a root cause at the hands of those considered to be heroes, regardless of how much of an accident it was. Technological malfunctions that were akin to Ultron, explosions of misdirected, uncontrolled psionic energy... that sort of thing, along with any Earthly invasions that cause huge amounts of property damage and people losing family, friends and homes." Negasi explained.

[lokison]

Alena Ourania-Thordottir | Female | 22 | Location: Streets of NY | Tag[s]: Phoenix; Negasi, Kari, Samantha
As the young princess listened to Negasi's words she began to wonder if she should have disobeyed her father and come to earth. Did her father know about this? Was this one of the reasons he forbaide her from seeing the realm she'd longed to visit? "H..how long has this been like that?" She asked with slight hesitation which was rare for Alena as she seldom felt like this; like she wasn't sure of her decisions anymore. "Thank Odin that Kari is not on Midgard." She mumbled to herself. At least her sister would be safe form whatever was happening here. Just then she sensed something was a little off and her gaze turned to two men in suits. "Phoenix, is it normal on earth for people to be watching others as intensly as those men are?" She asked quietly, gripping his sleeve and non-nonchalantly gesturing over to where the two men stood. She had also noticed the strange little red and brown bird that was perched in the small tree near them but didn't really think much of it as it was just an animal...right? She was more focused on the two men in suits right not than a small harmless bird.


Cpls. Kaiser Stark | Male | 23 | Location: Streets of NY | Tag[s]: Ragnar
The young corporal had just come back from his recent tour in Iraq when his phone rang. Pulling it out of the top of his rucksack, Kaiser grumbled as he saw who was on the other end. "Great, I'm back for five seconds and already dad's ordering me to the office." He muttered as he simply ignored the ringing phone and walked on through the streets of his beloved New York. It wasn't long before his stomach began to rumble after passing several cafes and restaurants. "Okay I get the hint. Let's eat." He said quietly to himself as he placed a hand on his empty stomach. He hadnt eaten since 0200 that day. As he was rounding the corner to one of his favourite restaurants, Kai spotted a young man with blood all over his clothes and hands. Rushing over to him, the corporal dropped his rucksack against the wall and went to help the seemingly injured man. "Hey man are you alright? Want me to call an ambulance or something?" He asked.

[pecos]

i Jonathan Wilson ii male iii location: New York alleyway iv tags: open
Jonathan twirled his handgun on his finger as he leaned against the alley wall. He was currently wearing a black T shirt, jeans and grey Nikes. Sirens wailed in the distance, probably looking for him. He HAD just recently gotten into a fight with government officials and may or may not have killed one of them. But, it was their fault. They should have known better than to mess with Jonathan. He stood upright, running down the alley until he reached a beaten-up white voltswagon van. He pulled the keys to it out of his pocket and jumped in, not bothering to buckle up. He turned the key clockwise and the engine jumped to life, roaring silently. Jonathan looked both ways before pulling out of the alley, hopping lanes as he tapped his fingers against the steering wheel, humming quietly. [/center]