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6 yrs ago
Current Not just depression ... I have SEVERE DEPRESSION! :D :D :D
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6 yrs ago
That feel when its ur birthday but u have no friends to do birthday things with and last year ur family forgot it was ur birthday ... wew huuraaayyy
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6 yrs ago
Threw my back out today ... and I'm not even old ... wtf
6 yrs ago
Wtf shit phone don't triple post while I'm venting!!! XD I should have studied IT
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6 yrs ago
I'm not crying. My face normally leaks like this. Seriously, this isn't crying, pfft.
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My claim to fame is starting the "dicks in clocks" discussion on the status bar ... and shitposting in general.

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Unmuzzled ... it felt strange ... HYDRA kept him muzzled, kept him silent and anonymous. He didn't question, he didn't fight, and now his mask was ripped free.

But he was still the Winter Soldier, attacking without a moments hesitation.

The unmasked soldier rolled to the side, putting some distance between himself and Cap, hand reaching for a holster, for a gun. He'd aimed to slit her throat, quickly and quietly, it had turned into a brawl. As tough as she was, even Captain America couldn't swallow bullets all day. The pistol slid free, magazine empty, he had to reload and that gave the fraction of a second for Stephanie to see him. To truly see him and recognise him.

Black Widow couldn't believe it either ... Bucky? ... He couldn't be ... Bucky was in the Howling Commandos. He fought the Nazi's, he couldn't be ... He died in the Alps, he wasn't the monster who tested her in the Red Room. He wasn't the monster who broke the little ballerinas the KGB turned into assassins, he wasn't the monster who ruthlessly murdered hundreds indiscriminately.
He was the best friend Steph told her about. The cocky ladies man who always hauled Steph's ass out of trouble. The cheeky gent who flirted and danced the charleston and shrugged off his coat in the rain to throw over Steph's shoulders so she wouldn't catch a chill ... He was a jerk, a geek ... loyal to Steph when she became Captain America, even when she stole his thunder.

He'd been a hero, the only Howling Commando to give his life to beat the Nazi's. He'd covered for Steph when they were on that train, only to get blasted clean out of it.
This couldn't be him... and yet, Stephanie recognised that unmistakeable face although all life in those features had been stripped away.

"B-Bucky?"
For a fraction of a second the Soldiers eyes changed ... haunted, confused ... childlike. Natasha noticed, it was as if the ruthlessly efficient killer had been replaced by a dazed child. Utterly lost. He didn't know his own name, but something about hearing it had caught him off guard, more so than any sneak attack would have.

"Who the hell is Bucky?"

His voice lacked any emotion, but for the shortest fraction of a second, his eyes were alive, lit up with horrified confusion. His steely unwavering gaze faltered for a second before he snapped back to his mission, jamming the magazine into the gun and levelling it on Cap ... He was about to squeeze the trigger until Natasha fired off a Widows Bite, narrowly missing him, but it disrupted his clear shot at Cap's head. An explosion rocked behind him and there was shouting, SHIELD were closing in and the Winter Soldier scarpered, quickly scaling a stairwell and vanishing in the upper darkened levels, likely heading to the roof and running as SHIELD stormed in through the bottom, hoping to corner him upstairs ... Natasha knew they wouldn't corner him or catch him ... the Winter Soldier was a ghost for a reason. He couldn't be caught ... but now, he had an identity-

"Cap-" Nat's attention snapped back to Steph as the backup SHIELD troops done their sweep of the warehouse, finding nothing of course.

The Winter Soldier vanished ... Karpov waited for a confirmed kill ... It never came and the Winter Soldier never made it to his rendezvous point.
Sorry its a bit short, hope its okay! I posteddddd now to get back to painstakingly documenting 1920s cinema!!!!
Billy had the tremendous misfortune of running into Karla Sofen ... whom he promptly tried to distance himself from. She didn't do anything mean off the bat ... she was just hella intimidating. How could someone have so much self confidence and such a commanding presence?! Fortunately a girl with a pink streak through her silvery-blonde hair seemed to catch the blonde girls attention. It seemed they were students from last year, quick to pick up an old rivalry. If Billy wasn't so acutely afraid, he'd have grabbed popcorn (or rather he'd have conjured some popcorn magically) and watched the sparks fly like in Mean GIrls.

"Karla"
"Melissa"
"Did you spend all summer on your ass topping up your tan or are you going to be some healthy competition in combat training this year? That would make a change"
"Cute" Melissa smirked sarcastically. "You still stealing powers or have you finally developed some talent of your own?"
"I'm not going to say I missed you ... but I guess Avengers Academy would be dull as shit without you"

Girls are confusing ... I'm so glad I'm gay Billy mused to himself, gladly separating himself from Moonstone and Songbirds reunion. Billy wandered around campus to the various checkpoints he was supposed to go to for registration. He wondered how Teddy was getting on but barely had a second to dwell on him before he ran into Franklin, immediately recognising him of course, becauseof his ties to the famous Fantastic Four.
"Oh my god!" he gasped. "You're Franklin Richards- Whoa" It took Billy a couple of seconds to realise he ought to extend his hand for a handshake and he politely presented it to Franklin. "Are you new here too?" he realised he'd stupidly forgot to introduce himself, standing around awkwardly gawping at Franklin, and Franklin having no idea who on earth this strange fanboy was. "Sorry I- Um, I'm Billy Kaplan, Asg-" Wait ... his brain slammed on the breaks ... he was supposed to be working on a new nickname. Don't say Asgardian, Don't say Asgardian ...
"I have like um ... Asgardian ...Thor powers, yknow but without the hammer ... shooting lightning ... flight ... Yeah" he corrected himself. Smooth Kaplan ... real smooth ...

Tommy on the other hand impatiently wandered around campus. He'd already sped through the registration, now he was bored and he tended to get into mischief when he was bored. That wouldn't be a great start ... He sorta wanted to impress Captain America ... anything was better than juvie. He was loitering around like a spare part until Teddy started talking at him ... Not to him, but rather in his general direction, enough to catch his attention at least.

"Who the hell is Billy?" Tommy asked, looking up at the tall blonde who was yammering on about some Billy kid and looking right at him. He scrunched up his nose in confusion (kinda sorta exactly the same way that Billy did when he was confused). Aside from the silvery white hair ... Tommy was utterly identical to Billy, he moved similar (though a little faster ... or a lot when he used his powers), they had the same physique and facial features. Their attitudes were considerably different though. Tommy was brash and bold, Billy was quite reserved and hesitant.
He gave a confused wave as Teddy introduced him ... or rather Billy whom he thought he was talking to, to Kate Bishop.
"Tommy" he replied to Kate, correcting Teddy whom he shot a funny glance before focusing back on Kate.
"What are you in for then?" they didn't just select anyone for Avengers Academy it seemed ... so what made Kate so special, why'd she get to hang out with Hawkguy?
((Testing Karla))

Full name: William "Billy" Kaplan/Maximoff
Alias/Codename: Wiccan/Demiurge
Year: Freshman.
Skills: Hero Trivia & Norse Mythology.
Powers: Electrokenisis, teleportation, flight, [Reality warping magic]
Brief bio: The reincarnated son of Wanda Maximoff a.k.a the Scarlet Witch. Billy's soul was lost, when Mephisto cast his soul, and the soul of his twin brother, into worlds unknown. As a result of the loss of her twin boys, Scarlett Witch lost control of her powers wreaking devastating destruction. In her grief, she vanished, never to be seen again ... but the fate of her two boys was not quite over yet... Nor was she. Those two lost souls reincarnated, Billy was one, his brother Tommy (a.k.a Speed) was the other. Taking after his mother, Billy inherited devastating magical abilities which lay dormant for most of his childhood.

Billy was raised with two younger brothers in a Jewish family completely unaware of his "other" birth and his extraordinary powers, Billy had an average upbringing. High school was tough, he got bullied because of his nerdy-obsession with Heroes, Norse Mythos and comicbooks and also his homosexuality.

As luck would have it ... Billy wasn't entirely alone in the world. After another incident of bullying in school, he met Teddy Altman and encountered Scarlet Witch, whom told him he had great powers, he had to stand up and believe in himself.
Instilled with confidence thanks to Teddy and Wanda, Billy faced up to his bullies, accidentally awakening his powers and electrocuting the thugs. Fortunately there were no fatalities.

This terrifying awakening startled Billy and he refrained from using his powers, for fear he couldn't control this mysterious force. He was later coaxed into experimenting with and learning to control his powers by fellow "mutant" Teddy Altman (Hulkling). Unaware of their origins, the two believed they were both "mutants" and found comfort in one another and quickly formed a relationship.

Despite initial hesitance, for fear of losing control of his abilities. Billy showed great promise, particularly when Hulkling helped him practice controlling his power (through self-help books no less). Together they discovered that chanting a spell helped Billy to stay focused and maintain some control of his powers. The pair began using their powers to clean up the streets, under the aliases "Asguardian" and "Hulkling" and came under SHIELD's radar. In the field, "Asguardian" greatly reduced the level of his power, to protect his partner and civilians and also to try and keep a low profile. He limited his attacks to lightning based and flight, emulating one of his heroic idols, the Asguardian prince, Thor Odinson, however the true extent of his powers goes far deeper than levitation and lightning bolts.

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Initial observation report: William exhibits great potential but lacks confidence in his ability to control his power, limiting his skill-pool and refraining from pushing himself to achieve his full potential.
Training regimen/expertise: Training in flight/levitation is required to ensure safety in combat. William will also require tutoring in electrokenisis/precision training to prevent cases of accidental friendly-fire from stray shocks. Reality-warping magic lessons should be approached carefully and incrementally, focusing on maintaining control primarily and secondarily focus on increasing magical strength and dexterity. [William displays great awareness when meditating on his powers, however in extreme stress or emotion he shows less control and restraint (e.g. when T. Altman faced peril in combat, William unleashed substantially more aggressive/uncontrolled attacks.]
Potential outlook: A powerful asset. He shows a desire to protect his peers and would be a valuable asset on any team if he can maintain control of his emotions and his powers.
Best case scenario: A loyal Avenger with the ability to devastate enemies of SHIELD.
Worst case scenario: If he loses control of his powers/emotions, particularly after achieving Demiurge level of power, the results could be catastrophic. SHIELD must also be cautious about introducing William to his long-lost twin brother, Thomas a.k.a. Speed



Full name: Thomas "Tommy" Shepherd
Alias/Codename: Speed
Year: Freshmen
Skills: He knows how to hotwire a car (don't ask)
Powers: Superhuman speed (enhanced perception, reflexes, durability)
Brief bio: Tommy's parents, Frank and Mary, divorced while he was still young. A troublesome child, the divorce didn't do him any favours and he spent most of his youth in and out of one juvenile hall and another.

Eventually he fell in with a few local gangs, used his powers for no good and veered off on a criminal path that, given his history, didn't surprise anyone.

No one was surprised when he ended up in a high-security Young-Offenders Facility either.

His story isn't quite so simple though. Tommy wasn't arrested for joyriding, underage drinking or shoplifting. He wasn't even arrested for a fistfight or damaging property. Tommy was arrested when his powers manifested and he vaporised half his school building. While some would argue it was an accident, Tommy's checkered past didn't earn him much sympathy and many doubted it was an accident at all. Whether accidental or an act of pent up teenage angst paired with boredom and gang violence, Tommy was sent to a special facility built for super-powered and highly dangerous individuals. He was locked up for months and subjected to experiments, in a bid to create a human weapon ... They only made Tommy more angry ...

When SHIELD were made aware of Speed's powers and his situation, Steve Rogers took sympathy on him. He didn't see a psychopathic criminal, he saw a troubled young kid. He saw potential. Rogers volunteered to enrol Speed in the Academy to give him a second chance. Suspecting he was going to be subjected to more experiments he lashed out during the "transfer", only stopping his rampage when he recognised Captain America (who fortunately had the foresight to appear at the detention facility in his Captain America costume). When Rogers asked him to stand down and offered him the choice to join a school for specially selected individuals, Tommy agreed.

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Initial observation report: Thomas is a very unstable young man, but resilient. Rogers has great hopes for him. Despite his background, Thomas does not appear to lack a moral compass, he seems open to guidance from certain individuals. His power potential is tremendous, he can upset the molecular stability of objects, forcing them to explode simply by shaking them at super speed.
Training regimen/expertise: Speed's abilities are highly developed, attention should be paid to "social conditioning" to ensure he can work well in a team. Finding suitable partners is a priority.
Potential outlook: A valuable agent for extraction missions and intelligence gathering particular. Speed can be in and out of a conflict before the enemy even sees him.
Best case scenario: If paired with the right instructors and peers, Thomas could become a well adjusted, socially conscious teammate. He already possesses great power, teaching him to use it responsibly would yield great results.
Worst case scenario: If he disagrees with his instructors or peers, Thomas has the potential to cause significant damage to the school and personnel.
Keeping the Winter Soldier down was a good plan, he was fast on his feet, fast with his hands, at least if he was off his feet, she could slow him down just a little at least.
His bionic arm jerked back to life, but not quick enough for him to sufficiently fend off Stephanie. He went down, back heavily smacking off the floor sending up a cloud of dust around them. She was trying to pin him down of course, trying to keep him down.
The Winter Soldier fought back of course, lashing out wildly like a cornered cat. His fighting switched between terrifyingly precise and calculated, and downright blind thrashing.

Natasha was coughing and struggling to regain the strength to pull herself up. The knock had really winded her.

She rocked slightly on her feet, finally upright, sucking in a breath, she steadied herself, only to find Steph and the Soldier grappling on the ground. The Soldier struggled to try flip their positions, to pin Steph beneath him, but she was a slippery one.

Natasha waited till the Winter Soldier could struggle free to try choke him from behind, tugging him back with tremendous difficulty. He clawed at her.
"Cap- Cap get him now" she managed to shout, her grip beginning to loosen.
Desperation wasn't a factor ... The Winter Soldier had done operations with nigh impossible odds before. No, he was beyond desperation. He was disposable. If he needed back up, it wasn't coming, no one was waiting for extraction once the job was done. He either made it out or he didn't. His job was to kill the target, even if he died trying. He was more reckless than she was, more dangerous, because he wasn't inhibited by basic survival instincts, he wasn't fighting with the thought of self-preservation in mind, his goal was to neutralise target by whatever means necessary. His body was expendable.

The fall was hard and fast and the impact wasn't pretty. Stephanie had to sustain most of the blow with her own body, the Winter Soldier, though landing heavily, allowed his synthetic arm to absorb most of the blow, twisting himself like a cat in freefall miliseconds before impact.
It was a jarring blow, but he recovered quicker than Cap did, only because his metal arm absorbed the blow and if it were made of flesh and bone it would have shattered. The arm made a whirring noise, a number of clicks and he pushed himself up off the ground as dust sprinkled down around them. Already SHIELD operatives her trying to close in on him. Natasha aimed at him, a SHIELD agent edged forward to cuff him. The handcuffs wouldn't be strong enough, but the Winter Soldier stood eerily still, eyes scanning the agent and Natasha, Steph was groaning and getting back on her feet.

Of course, they wanted to take him alive if they could. The Winter Soldier was a ghost story from the depths of HYDRA ... he held so many HYDRA secrets, they'd kill him if they had to, but now it looked as if they could capture him, and if they could do that, they could interrogate him and dismantle HYDRA.

"Stand down" Natasha warned, but the Soldier moved too fast. He waited till the SHIELD agent was close, almost cuffing him, then he moved fast, too fast. The metal arm glinted in the light and the agent made a choking noise as silver digits wrapped around his neck. He flung the agent like a rag doll, crashing into Natasha who, in trying to protect him, dropped her gun. The agent was coughing and gagging, throat heavily bruised but ... still alive fortunately. Natasha scrambled to shake the dead weight off her, but the Winter Soldier was already descending upon Cap and her gun had skittered across the floor when she fell back.

The Winter Soldier watched Steph, the scuffs and dirt indicated what sort of position she'd landed in, and he went for it, readying a metal arm to deliver a precise punch to her already beat up side, where he knew it would hurt her most. She was fast, but he was fast too. It appeared as if he wasn't at all affected by his own injuries, the joints where bone met metal screamed in agony, the fall had taken its toll, even though he powered through it, he was conditioned to ignore pain, but even his body had physical limits.

Nat wanted to check on the shield agent the WS had taken out, but there wasn't time, he was breathing, gasping crazily, he'd be fine on his own, Steph needed back up. She ran up, going for her trademark move, lacing her legs around the Winter Soldier's throat to try choke him out or at least pull him off balance. She didn't know how he did it ... he staggered back two steps, violently jerking his weight to one side to throw her off, although she didn't slip off, she was surprised he managed to stay standing and fight so viciously. His organic arm reached up and snagged her by the shoulder, metal arm coiled up to defend from some of the blows from Cap. Nat tried to give Cap an opening to strike, though it was a narrow opening as the Winter Soldier yanked her down and chucked her aside as if he was just shrugging off a shoulder bag.

She tried to sting him with a Widows Bite as she tucked and rolled out of the rough landing. She ran up, hoping the shock would be enough to wear him down to let Steph get a proper advantage in the fight, but instead he struck her with a mean left hook that sent her clean across the room. Nat crumpled into a ball, nursing her aching ribs and stomach, dark spots flashing in her eyes from the pain. She couldn't see straight but she hoped the distraction gave Cap enough time to win this fight. Nat blinked furiously to refocus her vision, scrabbling for an EMP disc, hoping she struck her target. The Soldier was reaching for a holstered glock. The disc fried the circuitry in the metal arm and it hung dead, limp, glittering with waves of blue electro pulses shivering along the parts. A noise escaped under the muzzle covering the Soldier's face, a strangled grunt of shock ... pain?, but he yanked the EMP-disc off, the arm made a clunking noise but seemed to reanimate.

The WInter Soldier's tactical combat jacket absorbed most of the blow to the kidneys but ... Stephanie Rogers wasn't like other combatants, she struck exceptionally hard ... a weaker man would have let go, would have crumpled, but the Winter Soldier persisted, though faltering just a second, just long enough for Stephanie to pull herself into position.

Opting for the organic arm was a clever move ... Stephanie could break it, she couldn't break the left one though. The Winter Soldier didn't underestimate her, Karpov might have, but The Winter Soldier was an expert in combat and he could tell Stephanie was planning her moves just as much as he analysed his own. It was a game of chess, equally physical and mental.

With her arms and legs wrapped tight on his right side, his right arm was hyper-extending, even though he was enhanced and in peak physical condition ... he wasn't invulnerable and he couldn't support her weight in this difficult position for too long. She was wrapped around him in such an awkward fashion that he couldn't even get enough leverage to simply shake her off, at least not without throwing them both over the balcony. He could have stepped back, twisted his body to slam her against the wall behind them, but in this position, he could lose his right arm, a break or dislocation, and all he'd achieve was bruising her up a little and maybe shaking her loose ... if he even managed to shake her loose.

That left on option ... a gamble, even if the landing hurt and he broke his arm, he'd do a lot of damage to her too, more than just ramming into a wall. Maybe on the way down he'd get enough leverage to break out of her tight hold, only one way to find out. He threw both their weight over the bar, twisting like a cat to try break out before they impacted on the ground below. It would hurt them both to land still entangled ... Stephanie could try to save herself in the fall and le thim go, or hold on and wait to see who fared best when they hit the ground.
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I have a bit of english to do for college but I shall multitask and get the sheet to you asap


I should be reading a tonne of essays about censorship right now but ... it's not going well lol x'D don't even ask me about my history texts, I'm not doing it. hahaha pffffft school.
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