Almalthia

X-Men The New Era Recruiting

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X-Men The New Era Recruiting

Hello all!!! Almalthia here letting you know if you've been looking for an X-Men RP that you can use an original character in X-Men the New Era is recruiting...like it says in the title...

Okay so I'm not the best at these adds and what have you but I try...and I digress. Back to the subject!!!

So we seem to have lost some players and we'd like to get some fresh new players in. It is set in LA and the surrounding area. It's a small private school that encompasses high school and college. All of the students, like your character, are mutants. Their identities are protected and they are learning to work as a team. Eventually the idea is that they become a new branch of the X-men.

I have to say I inherited this RP from a great man ShieldsOfWar. I have developed a great friendship with the players. With the advent that I will be putting them through their paces they are going to need more players.

So if you're interested we'd love to have you https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/174454-x-men-the-new-era/ooc welcome to the team.

Thank you for your time.

~Almalthia

Marvel: Shadows and Secrets (18+)

Name: Jocelyn Beatrix Victoria Harmon
Nickname (if any): Lyn, Vic or Bea
Title or Hero/Villain/Code name (if any): Tonic
Species: Human-Mutant
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Age: 85 but looks in her 20’s
Birthday: March 24th
Personality:

♦ Friendly ♦ Closed Off ♦ Listens Well ♦ Opinionated ♦ Honest ♦ Pacifist ♦ Outgoing ♦

Jocelyn is friendly and a good listener as her current profession entails. She is very withdrawn when it comes to herself. She has trust issues with others, men in particular. She is a pacifist and will try to talk her way out of a confrontation.
Appearance:

Tonic

Affiliation: None
Powers: Tonic’s abilities are a healing touch and a healing factor as well as a poison touch. Due to the toxins that she was experimented on with. She has been able to push them to specifically her left hand. She wears a glove on that hand. The healing does not mitigate pain from the injuries but as long as the subject is still alive; heart beating even faintly, she can heal them. Her healing factor can heal non-vital injuries within minutes but takes longer on mortal wounds. Consequently she can heal and harm at once. She is practically immune to poisons, diseases, and aging; which is reduced to a fraction of what it should be. Unfortunately it is also practically impossible for her to get drunk or high; she tried that route to deal with her nightmares. This also applies to fatigue poisons which gives her increased stamina and endurance. Which in turn allows her to run for longer periods of time, not faster just longer.
Weapon(s): None
Weaknesses:

☠ People that are injured or Tortured
☠ Good looking intelligent men
☠ Guns

Likes (optional):

✔ Animals
✔ Downton Abby (Reminds her of her youth)
✔ Helping Others
✔ Fast Vehicles
✔ Dancing
✔ Art

Dislikes (optional):

✘ Narrow Mindedness
✘ Confrontation
✘ Arguments
✘ Death
✘ Misogynists
✘ Guns
✘ Experimentation on animals or people

Current Residence: Apartment in Manhattan, NY. Boston MA
Backstory:

Prior to the Incident

Jocelyn Victoria Beatrix Harmon was born in 1933 and on her 10th birthday she fell down stairs getting to a bomb shelter in the town house they were living in. her mother broke her ankle for all of a minute. Jocelyn used her powers to heal her mother. As her powers presented themselves her parents were horrified. Turning her over to an agency that stated that they’d take care of her and that the “incident” would never be spoken of. Jocelyn was taken to Canada and experimented on as a side project of the Weapon X Program. She was genetically manipulated hundreds of times but the only one that took was a healing factor from another experiment. She was then put through more experimentation to see how well the healing both her original and the added gene worked. Needless to say she was tortured and saw others tortured. She escaped as one of the other experiments destroyed the place and somehow by luck was not discovered. She was 16 at the time but looked like she was 12. On the run she went from Canada into the US and went from school to school running just as she managed to find out someone was after her. She had a hard life but things got easier in the 1960’s about 20 years after she got into the US. She started waitressing to earn money to keep moving from town to town about every 7 to 10 years or so on the outside; at times she had to move sooner. She made sure that she was paid under the table so that she could disappear if she thought things were getting rough. Jocelyn realized that she’d have to get an identity every so often and knows a few people that she keeps in contact with and every so often she’d have a new identity made up. Eventually when computers were the new thing she started to learn how to hack into systems and be able to produce her own identification and background information that people were asking for. She attended a small colleges and has several degrees in computer technologies, C++ and Programming. She also has a Nursing Degree. Sadly even though it’s all her it is under pseudonyms. She was able to finally track down what happened to her in Canada and after almost 65 years she has a clue and that is the name “James Howlett”. When that name lead her on a wild goose chase she gave up. She applied and works as a part time bartender for a local bar.

Since the Incident about 2 years ago Joss has been working at Shamrock Syndicate Boxing as an receptionist/bookkeeper for them alongside Finnlay. Keeping a low profile she has kept up with the times in the medical field and has made a hobby of her obsession with genetics. With the help of Athena she has started to see if she can narrow down what exactly the “mutant” gene is. Unfortunately her personal life has started to get in the way and she hasn’t been back to her research for over a year now. Things have been different with Finnlay since she woke up in Boston. He leaves in the middle of the night or comes back late. She’s tried to confront him about the subject to no avail. There are strange people coming into the gym at odd hours and this is odd. She’s had enough this time she’s getting answers from Finnlay...Joss is planning something drastic.

Special Skills (if any): Dancing, Tai Chi, Judo, Karate and Parkour.
Other: Alias; Lynn Hamm, Victoria Joy, Joyce Han, Beatrice Harmon, Vicki Harmon, Joyce Victory most recently Joy Harmon

SOL CITY - Modern Slice of Life - Chapter 2 - Completed & archived. 2/2

Siobhan

Location: Sol City Outskirts

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Interaction: Joel @Pilatus

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Mentions: Paige

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Siobhan kept quiet raising an eyebrow at Joel's tone. Which was well deserved there at the end. Putting it all together she cut her eyes to the car and back to Joel and pulled off a poker face as she realized he was dragging info out of the sleazebag. Not that it would have that big an impact but knowing what you're facing could give you an edge.

Siobhan smirked inwardly keeping her poker face on. She nodded at the question at the end of Joel's speech. Walking away from that mess was easy. What wasn’t easy was the gnawing self esteem issues that came out of the woodwork at Joel’s tone. Damned if she was going to let it get to her through. They wandered back toward Joel’s car.

Siobhan’s phone made the noise of a lightsaber turning on and vibrated in her jacket pocket. Pulling it out she checked that she got a message from Paige, guessing correctly that she was still awake. You guess correctly. What’s shaking Marshmallow? She knew it would but Paige calling her Marshmallow. She was a Marshal not a sweet edible treat. Getting her to say that was brilliant. So the nickname stuck, well at least for her. She had yet to find one for Joel. Miláček might do. Laughing softly she changed his name to the Czech term of endearment. Translated to English it covered many terms.

She looked up from her phone and raised an eyebrow at Joel and giving into the smirk. It had been hiding for a bit but she couldn’t help it now. She leaned a hip on the car, tilted her head and put her hands in her jacket pockets. “See what you did there you smooth operator. I still get to pick the course so as long as I can out maneuver him then I have it in the bag. Otherwise it’s anyone’s game. More intel on the competition the better.” Taking her hands out of her jacket pockets she reaches out her hands on his biceps leaning forward and kisses Joel on the cheek whispering. “You’re dangerously close to getting more than you bargained for miláček. Or was that your plan all along?”

X-Men: The New Era

Colab with...Elijah Kingston; Nikolai “Demo” Markov & Nathan Caldwell

Location: Lounge to Institute Front Courtyard

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Interactions: Nik & Nathan

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Elijah smirks at Nik. “More than enough, since you're the first one here. So you get your choice of seat, with the exception that you're not driving my car. I'm open to plans if you have anywhere you really want to go." Elijah raises an eyebrow at Nik in question.

Nik gave a slight shrug. ”I don’t have any particular ideas. Figured you might though, especially if we’re properly partying.” He readjusted the backpack on his shoulder, a sly grin forming at the corners of his lips.

Elijah nods and lowers his voice conspiratorially. "Oh I have some ideas. I just hope we can get you in...and anyone else under 21. Ever heard of Avalon?"

Nik shook his head. ”I haven’t. Don’t have a fake either... so this’ll be fun.” Nik’s voice lowered to be somewhat conspiratorial as well, and the sly grin was only exasperated. It had been some time since Nik got into mischief.

Elijah seemed to think this over rubbing his chin. "I know one of the employees and he owes me a favor. Looks like I'll be calling that favor in tonight. You look like you could use a night to relax...or maybe not relax exactly but...let go?" Elijah looks at Nikolai a perfectly blank expression on his face. "If you want to talk about it that's fine but you seem more like the type that'd like to either drink about it or blow shit up because of it. But this is me letting you know I will listen if you want to talk. Possibly even venture advice, but only if you want it."

Nik shrugged. ”I’d rather blow something up... but I’m doing fine. Just trying to figure out something complicated.” He shifted uncomfortably, not really knowing Elijah well enough to know if he was reading his mind. He never felt comfortable, even back home, with people knowing too much about him.

Nathan comes walking up his face impassive but his eyebrows raised. "Elijah still have room?" He looked at Nik and his temper flared for a moment but he tamped it down then turned to Elijah. I always feel like he has alternate motives when it comes to Uná than being friends. As if anyone who looks at her doesn't want to be more than that.

Nathan stiffened. "I'll sit in the back. I'd like to go out. Do something different." He shrugged looking between Nik and Elijah.

Nik gives a nod, smiling. ”Then it’s decided.” He looked between the two of them for a moment before raising an eyebrow and looking towards Elijah. ”Could you hold my spot as shotgun for a moment? If we’re going to this... Avalon, I might as well dress for the occasion.”

Elijah grins at Nik. "Of course Nik. Figured you'd want to stop by one of the shops but I can wait. Besides I have to talk to Nathan about being a wet blanket and how this isn't the time for it."
This earned a grunt from Nathan as he crossed his arms and leaned on the couch.

Nik gave a curt nod, rushing back to his room. It didn’t take him long to put together his nicer outfit. After all, he had very few outfits with sleeves. It took about 10 minutes before Nik had returned in black slacks, a white button up, and a blood red sport coat. The sleeves of the coat were bunched up to the point they only reached high on his forearm. It seemed nearly brand new, given it had only seen use once before. The devilish grin spread to his lips once again. ”Alright, we doing this?”

Elijah gave him an once over. "Well now that you look like that Nathan you want to go change? Not that you want to really mess up the James Dean thing you have going but most people your age don't know who that is anyway."

Nathan pushed away from the couch. "If they don't know who James Dean is then they're not worth my time. Hell If they don't know who River Phoenix is they're not worth my time."

Elijah nods since Nathan kinda has that old school motif going. Odd that its on a fairly young kid but hey no judgement. His gaze connects to Nik and knows that at least he is ready to party. "I've got half my expected...so we can kick it for a few more minutes. So Avalon is not only the land of the Fey in the King Arthur Legend but also a pretty sweet nightclub, and one of the employees owes me a favor. Gentlemen leave that title here we are gonna paint this town red tonight."

Nik gives a slight nod before moving to take a seat while they waited. ”What was all that about Nathan being a ‘wet blanket?’”

Elijah nods toward Nathan. "Moody. Morose. Maudlin. Generally a malcontent. It is not only depressing to the rest of the party but it is a huge cock block."

"Christ El!! Seriously you make me out to be some martyr for abstinence. I just think that it should be somebody special." Nathan rolls his eyes.

Nik shrugged, leaning back a bit. ”I can’t exactly disagree with Nathan on this one. At least for myself. We all have different pleasures.” He motioned in the direction of Elijah, looking him in the eyes. ”You seem to enjoy a busy social life, a good drink, and... let’s just say carnal desire. Me... I enjoy the feeling of living the crazy lives on the big screen, and the idea of sharing that kind of crazy life with friends and a special someone...” His gaze turned towards Nathan, and he was forced to squint momentarily as if thinking long and hard. ”Nate... he seems to enjoy running away from danger and hiding from his problems, I guess.”

Elijah's face carefully neutral as he raised an eyebrow at Nathan. "Seems to have us pegged."

Nathan scoffs. "You maybe but I don't hide from my problems. It's called thinking and removing yourself from the situation to do so." Nathan turns on Nik then arms at his side and fists clenched. "Danger has a tendency to get people hurt and or killed. But you don't think about that when you gallivant around flinging marbles around. You don't even think what would happen to her if she wasn't as fast as she is. You put her in danger daily and the minute I say anything I'm the bad guy. You're such a bad influence," He narrowed his eyes mouth tightening. "I guess. I'm blaming you...no both of us if she goes off half cocked and does something stupid." Nathan folded his arms and glared at Nik.

Nik raised an eyebrow, moving into a more forward sitting position as he turned his gaze to keep with Nathan. ”I know how to control my powers, and I’ve saved her hide and yours from my count. If you think being an X-Man is just sitting with our thumbs up our asses lest we use our powers to protect ourselves and others, you might as well leave right now.” His tone had become increasingly serious, and his face tightened into slight anger as he leaned ever more forward. A blink seemed to fade it all away. ”Though, it seems you’re dumber than I am and will fail out of here soon enough if you think you or I have any control over Una.” The more jovial Nik had returned almost as quickly as he had vanished.

Nathan's jaw tensed and through gritted teeth. "It's not control. More like...a good suggestion. Sounds like I should start practicing with her."

Elijah looked at Nathan. "Wet blanket. Quit. So Uná well she is interesting. But she's not why we're going out. So no more talking about her. I think you two can let that be for a bit and possibly get along for a few hours."

Nik shrugged. ”I find it unlikely Mr. Control Freak is going to loosen up, but I’m down for a good time.”

Elijah sighed and stood up motioning for the two guys to follow him. “Well we’re not waiting around for anyone anymore. Let’s go rock this town!!” Elijah lead them out to a black Jetta and motioned for them to pick a seat.

SOL CITY - Modern Slice of Life - Chapter 2 - Completed & archived. 2/2

@The Muse Looks good to me. Welcome aboard!!!

SOL CITY - Modern Slice of Life - Chapter 2 - Completed & archived. 2/2

@MST3K 4ever Fresh blood... I mean... victim... err... go a head and move your character over.

SOL CITY - Modern Slice of Life - Chapter 2 - Completed & archived. 2/2

Siobhan

Location: Sol City Outskirts

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Interaction: Joel @Pilatus

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Siobhan gasps and squirms away from the pinch. “Ow!!! Barbarian!!” Siobhan rubbed the stinging area and punched Joel in the chest lightly but solidly. “Let’s get this over with.” Siobhan turned and rolled her shoulders then grabbed Joel’s hand. Looking back at Joel with a smirk she gently pulled him along. Well not really he knew where they were going better than she did but he seemed to let her take charge.

Sometimes I wonder if I move him. Maybe Jamaica will be different. I just wanna see where the end of his patience is. What I wouldn’t give for a hint of “If you don’t quit I’ll make you desert.” A look or something along those lines...HA Let’s face it you wouldn’t know that look even if you got it one of these times. Besides he wouldn’t appreciate being pushed.

Side tracked by thoughts of Joel’s never ending patience with her. Siobhan didn’t notice that Bradley walked right up to them and said hello. Siobhan’s stomach dropped and fire replaced it. Siobhan’s eyes sparked with fire. “Beat it douche. My boyfriend and I are here to enjoy a few races and you’re over inflated ego is in my way.”

Bradley smiled maliciously and Siobhan’s spine straightened more. “See sweetheart this is what got you in trouble in the first place. That pretty mouth of yours.” He turned to Joel and smirked. “Besides men are talking you should be quiet. After all you’re just a piece of ass, and right now I’m gonna convince him he doesn’t want you or need you.”

Siobhan let got of Joel’s hand and pushed Bradley hard. “Well this ‘piece’ can kick you to the curb. We’re done. No race is worth you stalking me. Oh and don’t try to deny it I have several recordings and pictures. Feel lucky I decided that I didn’t need to get the police involved. Afterall you can’t be that stupid. It’ll ruin you and your whole family. Daddy won’t get elected Mayor, or in turn Governor. So yeah don’t mess with me. Drop it and move on.”

X-Men: The New Era

Uná O’Brian

Location: Institute; LA various; Avalon

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Interaction: Khloe @KatKook

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Mentions: Sally @BoyMom69035; Aya @c3p-0h; Cloe @Damo021; Heidi @Silver Carrot; Zephyr @RumikoOhara; Nikolai @webboysurf & Nathan

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Uná pads into the dorm room and hears paper crunch under foot. Looking down she pulled up her foot and saw a slightly mangled note. Crouching down she picked up the note and read it her eyes lighting up. Snatching out her phone from her pants pocket her fingers fly as she texts. Soon Sally, Aya, Khloe and Cleo all receive the same mass text. We are all going out tonight. Ladies get your asses in gear go to your rooms and meet me in the hall of the girls dorm. And someone grab the new girl. ~Uná

Uná watched wide eyed as Khloe ran up to her another language poured out of her mouth. Then she translated which had Uná grinning and nodding. She patted Khloe’s back as Khloe got her breath back. “Still waiting on the others…”

As the afternoon fades into evening and Uná has dragged the girls shopping and out to eat an idea of epic proportions has formulated in her head. Something she never would have thought about comes to life. Something that seems a bit wild. It gives her pause but Uná firmly pushes caution to the wind. I'm so tired of being selfless and goodie-goodie. I want to let go. I want to be free like Zephyr and I'm tired of this tug of war in my emotions between Nikolai and Nathan. I want to have fun and I want to use my powers. Tonight.
Uná catches sight of a sign that simply stated "Avalon". Thinking of the mythical place that was talked about in the stories of King Arthur Uná smiled and told the Uber driver that was where they wanted to go but to stop at a nice gas station first. She turned to the other girls in the Uber her eyes sparkling, tone booking no resistance. It was as if she was almost another person entirely. "Grab your bags. We're changing at the next stop and we are going to a club."

After changing and throwing on some makeup Uná went back to the Uber not climbing in yet. When the other girls appeared Uná grinned and beckoned them over. "Take out your IDs ladies." When they comply she touches each one briefly. Each one that was under 21 states that they are. Uná grins and opens the Uber door. "We are gonna let our hair down. Flirt with strangers and maybe cause a riot. At least I hope so. It's time to live a little."

X-Men: The New Era

Kaylee Everose

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Location: Institute Parking Garage

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Interaction: Coleman St John @Pilatus

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Mentions:

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Kaylee wore her favorite pair of jeans. They were butter soft and skimmed her curves. She wore a nice pair of ankle boots with a low heel. Her mint green shirt bringing out the green in her eyes and jean jacket. The venue was casual so her outfit was perfect for it.

Yep. She took Cole’s advice and wore jeans and she was glad for it. Grinning she tucked her wallet into her inner pocket of her jean jacket. No purse tonight. Kaylee smoothed her hair just before she walked around the open front of the garage. Reaching up she gathered her hair into a ponytail so that it wouldn’t tangle in the wind on the ride. She’d been on a bike before and she’d loved it. The feel of the wind rushing by, the growl or purr of the machine. It was addictive.

Looking around her eyes lighted on Cole and her green eyes lit up like a candle was behind them. She contained her excitement well enough as she walked over to Cole. Kaylee admired the bike and the aura that came with Cole’s presence. “So you ready? Cause I am.”