Marvel Next Generation Roleplay


December 2nd, 2013

Regrouping @ 07:36 pm

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Kal flew the ship to the rendezvous point to meet up with the other team. The affects of the time distortion were quite evident on the faces and in the hair of the members of her team. They all had more wrinkles and gray in their hair. Some were a little worse than others.

She brought the ship down on the small planet and they waited for the others.
 

October 15th, 2013

Knowhere Station @ 10:13 pm

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After the Avengers got the Kree into containment they headed into space to find out what was going on. Kal brought them to Titan and from there to Knowehere. They arrived suddenly out of the blue in the middle of the station. The alarms went off at the sudden appearance of strangers in the station.
 

May 27th, 2013

Courting Death - Signs @ 10:12 pm

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Kalypso wasn't sleeping, she didn't need to sleep, but she was letting herself doze a bit and let her mind wander. Jack was asleep next to her and she was aware of his rhythmic breathing. She idly wondered what he was dreaming of and while it was tempting to peek into his dreams, Kal respected his privacy.

Her mind wandered.

Then came the warning from her mother. "Stay away from Olympia!" Then Sersi's mental presence was gone. Cut off as quickly as it came.

Kal quickly sat up in the bed. "Mother?" she sent out.

No response.

She searched for other Eternals and found none.
 

April 15th, 2013

Cornerman (Meme response) @ 10:33 pm

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The bell sounded for the end of the day's matches at the gladiatoral games on Hala. Alex had sponsored Azura's entrance, so he was also responsible for her care. The tournament rules were very strict on how much aid a given combatant could receive. His girlfriend His friend His teammate had managed to avoid a direct beating that day, but he'd rarely seen her move that fast for that long without the Time Gem's aid. She must be exhausted. He meets her as she exits her ring, tossing her a towel.

"Come on champ. I've got something in mind for you."
 

November 17th, 2012

The Costs of Doing Business @ 09:17 pm

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 After her previous run was ruined, Jean-Louise was relieved to finally be on the Kree border sorting out oatmeal orders.  Just one little outpost now, but give her time.  She was giving the senior officers a sample of the new milkshake-like beer recipe she'd learned when she found herself looking out the window.
 

September 30th, 2012

Setting Up Shop. @ 04:55 pm

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 Jean-Louise sorted out all her docking permissions and began to look Knowhere Station over.  Not bad, she guessed.  If she could secure a permit, she could do well parking here for a while.
 
It was really hard to admit, but it'd be nice to be around lots of people.
 

August 13th, 2012

It Begins @ 09:50 pm

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 In a lot of ways, Ixtal-3 was at the back-end of the Kree Empire. It was common for officers at odds with command to be reassigned the planet's small fleet. Ixtal-3 had little in the way of resources. It's only real value was as a watchpoint in case the neighboring Skrulls made a push. In which case the planet would be overrun quick, but not before a warning would be given out to Command.

Mer-Vas grumbled at yet another day of meaningless work. Once he had led soldiers into battle! Now he was here..all because a general's daughter had some kind of fixation on him. He was about to call on in for the latest report, which he no doubt believed would be the same as always, an alarm came in. "What's happening!?"

"Something's breached the perimeter, sir!" came Lieutenant Her-Va from Station-34.

"Skrulls!?"

"Unknown sir, but they're coming in fa-!" The comm suddenly cut out.

At the satellite already!? He quickly put in a call to command, only to pick up static. "All troops, prepare for-!" Shots hit the base, the force driving Mer-Vas to the ground. He could hear fighting down the hall. He went to move before seeing a Kree soldier fall back into view, stained with blood. An armored figure walked into sight. Mer-Vas readied his weapon and fired on the intruder. The first two shots seemed to be repelled by some kind of miniature force-field, but the third did some damage as the invader fell back against the wall.  However, no sooner had this one fallen then two more appeared, one firing a series of shots, driving him agonizingly to the floor. He tried to move, but could barely shift as the armored figures came by.

"This is Command! Come in Ixtal-3! What's happening!?"

One of the armored figures went over to the comm, easily working the Kree equipment.  "We are coming, cousin. We are coming to take back what is ours. Enjoy your power while it lasts."  The second turned to the fallen Mer-Vas and raised his weapon. The last thought the soldier had before he died was why the invaders spoke Ancient Kree?

 

April 27th, 2012

(no subject) @ 08:38 pm

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With Irath's aid, the Guardians' teams where each given directions to the capitals of the Rorians and the Merai respectively.
 

April 1st, 2012

A Call for Help @ 09:07 pm

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The situation was getting worse everyday. The attack on Lord Varas made thing considerably more tense. He knew neither side would willingly allow mediation from the Advocacy. Thus Irath and his followers were doing their best to make some kind of outside communication, but still remain undetected by their respective governments.

They had to take a chance, and Irath sent an emergency ping out, hoping it reached it's target.
 

March 15th, 2012

Happy Birthday! @ 12:13 am

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Azura would never in a million years admit to having feelings for Quill, but it was his birthday and she would at least get him something. Though she still hadn't forgiven him for drinking the Ciegrim-7 Firebomb. Ontoda had yet to get another shipment of ingredients to make more.

Azura had managed to get a hold of some Earth movies he would like along with a new blaster. Abel had made some upgrades to Quill's ship.

Azura left the items outside of his quarters.
 

January 29th, 2012

Showdown at Ontoda's - Action 14 @ 04:06 pm

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"Ontoda, a Ciegrim-7 Firebomb please," Azura said as she slid onto a stool at the bar.

"You're in luck Miss Azura. I have just enough for one more."

Ciegrim-7 Firebombs were the most popular drink at Ontoda's and one of Azura's favorite. Ontoda usually ran out of the ingredients not longer after a new shipment came in. Azura tried to get at least one right after a shipment of ingredients came in.

She gave Ontoda a smile. "Thanks, Ontoda."
 

January 2nd, 2012

Not Far From Chandilar @ 08:01 pm

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The X-Men and Guardians of the Galaxy set out from Knowhere Station and headed toward Chandilar the throne world of the vast Shi'ar empire. They arrived not far from the planet and ready to put their plan into action.
 

December 14th, 2011

Knowhere Station @ 06:22 pm

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The Guardians of the Galaxy had managed to make it back to Knowhere Station with their guests, the X-Men and one Shi'art citizen. The visitors were shown to temporary quarters and given a chance to rest a bit after their battle.

The next day they were asked to meet in a conference room.
 

November 19th, 2011

Big Damn Heroes @ 10:19 pm

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Abel dropped them out of a space warp as close to Earth as possible. The ship shook as it entered the upper atmosphere and the hull started to heat up and started to glow red. Azura helped Alex pilot the ship through the turbulence. She hoped the rust bucket held together.

Once they were past the initial barrier and slowed down a bit, they set a course straight for Xavier's. They ignored hails from local enforcement agencies and continued on their way. Their passenger, the Shi'ar, had been antsy during the whole trip and seemed a little relieved once they arrived. It didn't last long and he fretted until they arrived over Xavier's.

Their timing was perfect. They arrived just in time to see the Imperial Guard standing off with the X-Men and Prince Starbridge. Azura shoved their Shi'ar guest into her seat and ordered him to take over. She grabbed her gun and Godslayer and raced for the hatch.

Alex gave the flying of the ship to their guest and raced after Azura. Once they were low enough the Guardians of the Galaxy exited the ship to help Prince Starbridge and the X-Men.
 

October 20th, 2011

Harbinger of Things To Come @ 02:13 pm

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The small ship raced across the black expanse of space. The engines were barely functioning and life support was minimal. The ship had taken heavy fire when it launched from the Shi'ar throneworld. There were parties on the planet interested in seeing that ship not reach its destination.

The pilot urged the ship on as if the ship was flying on sheer willpower alone. The message he carried was most urgent and it had to be delivered. The fate of many, perhaps millions, rested on this message. He had to make it and the message had to be delivered.

The ship drew closer to Knowhere Station. It wasn't Earth as the pilot had intended, but maybe someone there could carry the message to His Imperial Highness Prince Starbridge Nermani. He just had to get there! The engines whined and strained, but they kept working.

"Just a little more," the pilot said as the ship drew closer to Knowhere.
 

September 27th, 2011

From the Heavens to Las Vegas @ 06:04 pm

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The Guardians have come to Earth to visit - a planet Iason certainly has connections to. One of which is his partial ownership of a casino, and through it, his casual friendship with Donald Trump.

Once people got past that particular news, he called The Donald;s secretary, and had reservations made. Everyone has luxury rooms, things are set to Red will be treated as a guest rather than a pet, an account is set up so people can gamble if they wish, and everyone has a number they can call to have reservations for meals, shows, whatever else they'd like made for them.

Red is required to give up any and all weapons, of course - as is everyone else, and a personal attendant with a luxury cart is gotten for Red so there's no worries about his tail getting stepped on in crowded floors. Iason makes sure everyone knows the rules, and has a quarter million dollars put into the collective account to cover food, entertainment, gambling and the rest.
 

August 27th, 2011

I'd'd call it a road trip, but where we're going, we don't need roads @ 12:42 am

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"You ready for some time to head out, babe?" Alex talks to Ride absent-mindedly as he goes over an upgrade for her nav systems. He'd managed to put out enough brushfires that the galaxy actually seemed like it might get through a whole week without needing saving. With luck, any minor to moderate problems that would pop up could be handled by the Kree Elite and the Shi'ar Imperial Guard. So, he was planning some r&r and a long overdue visit to Earth.

Feeling charitable, or possibly mad, he'd even let it slip to his teammates that he'd be heading out. He hadn't gone so far as to say they were welcome to join him, but tagging along was certainly theirs for the asking.

He pats hand to the control console as he finishes the software maintenance, and double-checks his course with satisfaction. Everything's just coming up awesome. "Just you wait, Fed... we are gonna hit that town of yours."
 

July 1st, 2011

Having a drink (Open) @ 11:36 pm

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Abel sat the bar in Ontoda's and fiddled with a small device. He had been working on this gadget for sometime and wasn't close to being done with it. Ontoda and Yahi kept putting drinks in front of him. He didn't ask what they were, but eventually he would drink them. Azura would know what all the drinks were, but he wasn't going to bother her. He could tell through their link that she was sleeping. She usually did that when she was spending time in their pocket dimension.
 

May 24th, 2011

Sadly, Typical @ 09:37 pm

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"Well, if we want to look on the bright side--" Alex fired another barrage of covering fire. "--there are people that would pay enough to buy Knowhere to get to open fire on a situation like this."

Technarch-derived techno-organic clowns. CLOWNS. This is what his life is, Alex thought to himself, even as he pitied the poor circus that had apparently run afoul of some mad genius' work.

"If you get infected and start wearing giant shoes and telling bad jokes, I will mercy-kill any of you myself. Least I can do."

He could already imagine the old man laughing when he had to file this report. Assuming he lived through it.

 

February 11th, 2011

Your Mission Should You Choose to Accept It @ 01:35 pm

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The spaceship approached Knowhere Station at an alarming speed. Ships usually decelerated before trying to enter one of the hangar bays, but this one didn't show any signs of slowing down. Alarms went off all over the station as the ship drew closer. Fighters launched to intercept the incoming ship.

The pilot of the small craft had the sense to contact the command center in the station when she saw the ships moving to intercept. The fighters backed off and the incoming ship slowed a little. It wasn't enough and the ship crossed the forcefield barrier to the one hangar bay. The ship's landing gear touched the deck, but the ship kept moving. It skidded across the bay and came to a halt after hitting the far wall.
 

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