ᴀᴠᴇɴɢᴇʀs: ᴍᴜʟᴛɪᴠᴇʀsᴇ // ᴀᴄᴄᴇᴘᴛɪɴɢ

[a. seemanni]

CLINT BARTON

Oh god, not another one. Tony had already stuck him with that nickname among his friends, if he had to take it from strangers too they were going to have a problem. With a chip on his shoulder he responded, ‘Name’s Clint. C-L-I-N-T.’ It could be a hard word to read, he was told, so he’d always spelt it out when he introduced himself to anyone. Just easier that way. He wouldn’t have to repeat himself and it gave him a chance to ignore Erik, who he had decided he didn’t like at all. Eddie, however, he didn’t mind. He seemed alright, but then, Clint knew some stand-up folks who he would happily put a bullet into at the earliest convenience, so only time would tell.

‘Look, you don’t want our help, fine. Give me back my weapons and let me go on my way. I didn't come here to fight you, and I like these pants, so for now I’m sticking to that. Give me a reason to defend myself and I will, but - as I said - I’m trying to help you and I can’t do that if you’re holding me hostage here.’ He reached up to scratch the back of his neck, still keeping a visual on the men in front of him in case Erik decided those arrows looked better in him or Eddie did whatever it was he could do.

[ᴀϙᴜᴀᴍᴀʀɪɴᴇ]

𝑬𝑫𝑫𝑰𝑬 𝑩𝑹𝑶𝑪𝑲
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[ forty-one ] [ male ] [ located: new york city ] [ tagged: clint barton, erik lehnsherr ]

Eddie thought for a moment, trying to figure out what they should do. Erik didn’t seem like the kind of person you’d want to stick around, but he also didn’t seem like the kind of person you’d want to anger either. “I’d rather stick with the archer than the mutant. We will have a much easier time defending ourselves against him.” Venom pointed out, and Eddie had to admit he was right. “Well Clint, we want to get home. Maybe we can help each other out.” He stuck out his hand, this time for Clint to shake. “The name’s Eddie.” He felt it wouldn’t be wise to mention Venom just yet.

𝑴𝑰𝑳𝑬𝑺 𝑴𝑶𝑹𝑨𝑳𝑬𝑺
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[ sixteen ] [ male ] [ located: wakanda ] [ tagged: bucky barnes, sparrow draco-pariunt ]

In his blacked out state, Miles could faintly feel himself being lifted up. He could also hear a voice; the voice was unfamiliar, but not unsettling. The young hero let out a groan as he slowly began to wake up. Miles blinked his eyes, trying to remember what had happened.

[lokison]

Nala Lehnsherr • Fifteen • Female • Loc: New York City • Tag[s]: Open

A heavy sort of pain began to grow in Nala’s head as if something extremely heavy was pressing down on it and she couldn’t seem to get it off. Reaching out her hands towards her head, she felt something hard and lumpy surround her head and then came the scent of rotting food, ammonia and vomit loads off it. The crazy thing was that Nala couldn’t feel the ground around her just the stuff that was on her head. Gradually opening her eyes, the girl suddenly gasped as she realised that she was upside down and laying on a load of trash bags that had been left in the street. She wobbled a bit before collapsing to the side crashing into the bags of trash with a loud THUD. Grumbling, Nala sat up running her head vivaciously to ward away the pain while she gathered her surroundings. So where was she and how did she go from being in the garden at the Professor’s school to the middle of New York City?

“Wait? Something doesn’t feel right.” She muttered to herself as she pushed herself up. The people walking past stared at her with disgusted expressions and confused looks. As if it were her choice she’d somehow ended up on the trash bags. Doing her best to ignore them, Nala fumbled forward and clumsily made her way down the pavement. At least she didn’t have to worry about bumping into anyone since they all seemed to be swerving round her.

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the white rabbit - wakanda

nothing but silence and the dull, soft heartbeat of the girl with the rabbit mask as she darted through the brush, keeping herself hidden from sight as best she could. when a wormhole had swallowed her, sure, she fell - but she was a little more agile than most. sure, her ankle was probably sprained something horrible, but she couldn't focus on that right now; usually when folks focused on their wounds in a foreign place, they ended up dead. or worse.
the pink-haired girl had her music silenced and her katanas sheathed to her back as she tried to figure out where the hell she was - this place was unlike any country she'd been to before, and while she refused to show any emotion beyond the blank stare of her mask, she was a little more than scared.
suddenly, she paused in her tracks; there were three figures up ahead. a man carrying some kid (probably no older than her), and a girl around her age as well.
deadbeat watched silently from the grass behind them, placing a hesitant hand on her katana just in case they turned out to be hostile. she debated walking over to them, but ultimately decided against it - she figured walking out of seemingly nowhere would scare the group (especially since she was cursed with shortness, standing at a rather unimpressive 4'9"). besides, if they did turn out hostile, it'd probably be better to get the jump on them while they didn't notice her.

[Arkeine]

Matt Murdock I Tags: Xeria Dream; Peter Parker(Out of sight) I New York

Matt stopped walking, shocked that he had accidently slipped up. "Its a bit of a long story. I can see, but in a different way. Everything looks like its... On fire. Besides that my senses are heightened. I can detect things far better then any person with sight can"

He laughed at the aliens comments "Im glad your alright. My place is right here, lets get inside before anything bad happens" Matt pointed towards an apartment building, heading into it.

[voxtexy]

Loki Laufeyson - location;; Wakanda - mentions;; deadbeat

The last thing the devious man remembered was taking the tesseract from Asgard and retreating to the ship of Asgardians as their home world was destroyed, and he was quite proud to have snatched the stone when he did. Of course Thor could never know about Loki having the stone, he'd get furious; hell, he might even strangle him. Now Loki was falling into a abyss, a portal. Throughout the fall, he wasn't sure if he had yelled or not... and if he did he wouldn't be too terribly surprised.
Thud! As painful as the fall was, Loki was thankful that he wasn't a human. His head pounded as he tried to wrap his mind around what had just taken place. As he stood up, he casually wiped himself off and surveyed the area around him. His green hues scanning every last bit of land around him before he came to a conclusion... he was on midgard, again.
Loki exhaled with irritability as he started to walk, one of his hands at his side in case he needed to draw one of his daggers. He had yet to be to this part of earth, and quite frankly, it wasn't hideous like New York was. Loki vaguely thought of what Thor would do once he realized that his brother had, once again, disappeared; however this time, it wasn't Loki's doing. If not for a small ,feminine, figure hiding behind grass, Loki would have kept thinking to himself and perhaps he would have made a plan to escape this planet, but he was all too intrigued with her, so naturally, he headed towards her. Once he was within hearing range of her, and as smooth as silk, he spoke, "You look lost, where'd you come from? "

[brokenpancreas.]

H A R L E Y ~ Q U I N N
Female - 26 - Villain - New York City - Tags: Eddie Brock, Erik Lehnsherr, Clint Barton

Harley quickly caught up with Venom, as she had figured out was his name, and Eddie. She ran up panting, leaning over to catch her breath. "Sorry fellas, I - uh - found a hot dog stand and it was just calling my name!" She smiled brightly and walked over to the group. "What'd I miss?" She looked at the new guy and gripped her bat a little tighter. "I'm Harley Quinn, by the way, nice to meet'cha!"

[starstebl1]

Cayenne Nowak/Female/20 years/M: Rosali

Cayenne put headphones on her head. She still didnt notice Rosali. She turned "Believer" in, listening to it. She found a bench and sat on it, then opened her mother's diary. Well, that wasn't only diary. There were many things about natural methods of working with horses. And pedigrees of a few horses her mother bred. They were such good colts and fillies. This time, however, Cayenne opened at the "diary" part of that notebook and started reading it. "Day: i don't even know which... I think Ronan changed. He cares more about the orb than anything. I think he doesn't need me anymore...". No. That was a day when her mother tried to kill herself. Let's find something else. "Day: Just a day, hahah. Today Ronan is trying to destroy Xandar. I am so worried about him...". No. Nothing interesting. She looked at the pages about horse caring and felt a bit better. She didn't meet her father. He was dead when her mother discovered she was pregant. Cay heard that her personality and Appearance was like her mother's. Only her strange purple eyes looked like Ronan's eyes. She sighed. Now she felt really, really lonely.

[ᴀϙᴜᴀᴍᴀʀɪɴᴇ]

𝑬𝑫𝑫𝑰𝑬 𝑩𝑹𝑶𝑪𝑲
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[ forty-one ] [ male ] [ located: new york city ] [ tagged: clint barton, erik lehnsherr, harley quinn ]

Eddie gave Harley a small smile as she finally caught up. “This is Clint. He says he can help us get home.” He explained, gesturing to the archer. Eddie felt Venom perk up at the arrival of the hyper blonde, and before he could stop him, Venom’s head emerged from his back like a snake. “We’re glad you could catch up.” The symbiote said, his toothy grin growing. Eddie’s eyes darted over to Clint, panicked. How would the man react?

𝑴𝑰𝑳𝑬𝑺 𝑴𝑶𝑹𝑨𝑳𝑬𝑺
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[ sixteen ] [ male ] [ located: wakanda ] [ tagged: bucky barnes, sparrow draco-pariunt ]

In his blacked out state, Miles could faintly feel himself being lifted up. He could also hear a voice; the voice was unfamiliar, but not unsettling. The young hero let out a groan as he slowly began to wake up. Miles blinked his eyes, trying to remember what had happened.

[LoadedPhilly]

Erik Lehnsherr

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location; New York City tags; Eddie Brock, Venom, Clint Barton, Harley Quinn

With a small gesture, the arrows came to rest on the ground in a neat little stack, Erik looking thoroughly unimpressed. ”Your team has the technology to open rifts to different places?” It would be useful to know what sort of potential dangers existed in the area. Space-altering technology was something he was vaguely familiar with due to previous experiences.

Bucky Barnes

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location; Wakanda tags; Miles Morales, Sparrow Draco-Pariunt, Deadbeat (mention), Loki (mention)

A strange look passed across his face at the golden-eyed girl’s question. Did he not remember something? Was he missing another part of his past? He stopped himself, trying to convince his own brain that he was cured and didn’t have to worry over that sort of thing anymore. His relaxed, lopsided smile returned as he responded, ”No, sorry, I can’t say we’ve met before. Sorry. But you can still come to my place if you want. It’s not the Ritz but it’s nice enough.” He shifted Miles a bit after hearing him waking up. ”You know what? Let me get him taken care of since I don’t have a spare hand and think he’s coming around again. I’ll be right back.” Nudging his pestersome goat along, Bucky made his way back to his hut house.

Making sure the spider child wasn’t going to roll off the bed and that all the livestock was actually secured, Bucky picked his way through the grass again to where the girl was. ”Correct me if I’m wrong,” he called out, ”but this seems like it’s a little bit more than a coincidence you both just — poof — appeared. This place isn’t exactly the easiest to get into or to find.” In fact, he half expected a visit from T’Challa, Shuri, or at least the Dora Malaje.

Unaware to him was the presence of two more arrivals, hidden out of sight.