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Young Justice Avenger (A Next Generation Amalgamverse)

"Don't suppose either of you know where the coffee machine is? I'm in dire need of a refill."

A woman with blonde hair had come in, looking for the Starbucks? The small Shi’ar had just shuffled his feet, still glancing around the room in obvious discomfort for how much he didn’t fit in. Or even know why he was there.

His mom wasn’t exactly one for lengthy explanations. Was this some kind of superhero camp? Was this, like, superhero school? He hadn’t really gotten any details other than find Mister Stark – which he’d apparently done now – and then he and his mom would talk later.

All of these doubts promptly left the feather-headed boy’s mind when, a moment later, Iron Man showed up and showed out!

...wait, that wasn’t Iron Man. Didn’t Iron Man have a different suit?

Whatever. It was power armor. And it was awesome.

“Hello, my name is Hiro,” this legendary figure of legendary armor of awesome uttered, as the helmet was removed to reveal...

...a teenager?

Whatever! It was still awesome. Particularly in the eyes of a kid who still played with transformers. Sai had no idea who Hiro was, but whoever the Iron Teenager was, Sai was already a huge fan.

“ Wow. The Black Panther JR, Stark, a small kid and a fcking power ranger... "

The F-bomb didn’t startle him. His dad drove a cab in London. Sai heard worse than that in the pub when his dad would start shouting about how Arsenal just walked it in.

No, for starters, he looked around at the mention of the Black Panther. Because Black Panther was, like, legend. But Sai didn’t see anyone fitting that bill. Mister Stark was the old guy with the goatee, right? So then Black Panther, Jr, was… the guy in the white suit?

How did that even make sense?

And the Power Ranger was... Hiro? Hiro looked nothing like a Power Ranger! And Sai knew Power Rangers. He’d been watching them since he was... well, old enough to remember watching anything. One, their suits were never that cool. Two, if anything Hiro would be closer to one of the Zords than an actual Ranger. Did this woman even know what she was talking about? Because Sai was starting to have doubts.

“ Anyways, I’m Ashe. Your very own resident supervillain. "

Seriously. Doubts might have been an understatement.

Two more adults joined them, with the woman coming in as though she’d just finished a workout in the gym.

Mister Stark didn’t seem thrilled. "Ok. Go ahead a get Miss triathlon a bottle of water, a coffee for Miss Lance, did I miss anything?"

“ Oh my, oh my. Looks like we’ve got the baby Joker in person, ” the super sus lady named Ashe blurted out. Then there were images that just seemed to appear around her. And a pair of puppets on her hands?

Then she was gone.

Or, no, she was standing next to the workout lady.

Before the boy’s eyes could even follow the sudden swap, Ashe seemed to douse the other woman with water.

Then she was gone. Or back where she’d been standing before?

And the water was gone..?

Another man walked into the room, prompting the already excited Ashe to point a hand at him as she said something.

Sai wasn’t paying any attention to that. Instead, his gaze locked on where a blade seemed to form right above the newcomer’s head.

The child’s eyes seemed to glow, the soft violet irises blanched as his powers kicked in. Throwing a hand up of his own, a rainbow seemed to leap across the room as a spinning disc-like shield that seemed formed of pure light appeared between the man and the falling blade.

...that was when everything seemed to go right to hell.

To start with, the blade passed right through his shield as though it was not even there.

Second, the man was no longer a man. Or, not the same man? There were four arms and a lot of teeth.

And with the second, came a scream. And not, like, a little scream. The scream is what caused the Shi’ar boy to launch into the air, his feet now hovering about a meter off the floor as the child’s shield vanished and the child just stared at Chie, then Mister Four Arms, then Ashe in turn.

“Bloody ‘ell,” the boy uttered flatly.

That was about all there was to say about all that.

Sensation & Wonder: An Absolute Comics Roleplay [DC & Marvel One Universe Style Game]

Did I kill the thread?

I can take back my compliment to Sep if that's what did it!

Sensation & Wonder: An Absolute Comics Roleplay [DC & Marvel One Universe Style Game]

So to try and get us feeling good about eachother, what are y'all favourite character interpretations from this thread?

@Sep

I'm enjoying Director Rogers. Its familiar, but a great take on "Old Man Cap".

Young Justice Avenger (A Next Generation Amalgamverse)

E A R L I E R
_{London | The United Kingdom}

“You’re watching BBC London. I’m John Patrick and this is the news.”

“Parents in the north of London are in an uproar this evening, as a protest turned violent outside John the Evangelist Academy, a secondary school in Tottenham. The Metropolitan Police Service are investigating the incident, which appeared to involve a protester brandishing a knife against a student believed to be both human and an extraterrestrial. The protest outside the school had been to voice opposition to the child’s attendance at the institution, and follows many earlier such protests regarding the role of mutation or extraterrestrials in Britain.”

“The child is reported to be unharmed and is not being named in our report because of his age. The alleged assailant in this incident was taken to a local hospital with what the Metropolitan Police are describing as non-life threatening injuries.”

“School officials have indicated that they will make available counseling services for students who may have been affected by the violence. We’ll have more on this story as the news develops.”

“In weather, the cold trend continues...”

The television blinked off. The man tossed the remote aside, a hand brushing against the stubble marking his face as he gave a heavy sigh.

Turning, the man peered over where an feminine silhouette was framed in a doorway, her body tense as she seemed lost in thought, peering inside of the room. As Chas made his way over to her, the man put his arms around the Shi’ar warrior, drawing her against him – the familiar feel of her feathers brushing against his cheek – as the two stared off into the dim bedroom.

Inside, a child slept soundly.

“The good Reverend’s been spewing hellfire the last month. Was only a matter of time before it got violent,” Chas noted in a quiet voice.

“Would that your good Reverend would challenge me openly,” Cerise hissed in a low whisper.

“Cowards don’t work that way, Love,” Chas answered dryly. Then, guiding his wife away from the doorway, drew the door shut. “And we can’t protect him forever,” the man noted somberly.

“You sound like that Alistaire,” the feathered amazon opined dryly, as the woman slipped from the man’s arm and moved toward the master bedroom in the back of the flat. “MI-13 wants to take Sai. Protective custody.”

“I don’t much like it either, Love,” Chas opined candidly, following behind his wife. “I want him to have a life – a normal life – but we can’t even send him to school without people protesting outside the gates.”

Making her way over by the wardrobe, the woman started removing her armor. “Half the United Kingdom wants to exorcize him like a demon, the other half want to study him like some...”

“Alien?”

As soon as he’d offered it, Chas winced with regret. The glare that Cerise hit him with made clear it was a poor choice of words.

Holding up his hands, the man tried to push on past the flub. “I think most don’t rightly care one way or another. We’re just caught up dealing with the wankers on either side.”

The look of disapproval didn’t leave her face. As he pulled back the duvet and got ready for bed himself, the man watched his wife for a moment. Then, finally, said, “Something else is bothering you.”

Cerise slipped into her side of the bed. “I received an... alternative proposal,” the woman noted, as Chas joined her in the bed.

“I’m not sure MI-13 is giving us an option so...” the man uttered in a matter-of-fact tone. Looking over at the woman next to him, he added, “What’s the alternative?”

The Shi’ar rolled on her side, a hand picking something up from the nightstand, and then rolling over as she passed the note to her husband.

A quizzical look crossed the cab driver’s face, as the man unfolded the missive and rolled closer to the light in order to read it.

When he had finished, the man lowered the note and blurted aloud, “You’re not honestly suggesting we trust our son to Tony bloody Stark?”

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PRESENT DAY
_{New York | The United States}

Sai didn’t get a whole lot of time to digest what was happening.

He’d woken up. Had some corn flakes. And then his mum had told him he was going to the United States. Not the normal way, either. Daytripper was going to give him a portal. London to New York in the blink of an eye.

The child found himself in freefall, taking a step through the portal and apparently stepping right off the edge of the sky itself.

A burst of light radiated from out of him, a myriad of colors sparkling as a rainbow seemed to swirl around him as his powers kicked in, slowing his descent to a halt as he righted himself in mid-air.

All around him, a metropolis spread from the sea inward. It was a lot like flying over London. Buildings on top of buildings. He’d been told to find someone named Stark. But how was he going to find one man in a city the size of... well, the size of New York?

As the boy turned in mid-air, one building stood out among the rest. To start with, he was right next to it. Secondly, the building had the word STARK across it. “Oh,” the boy uttered, large violet eyes blinking with the realization that this might not actually be very difficult at all.

For a moment, the youth pondered what he was supposed to do next. Should he fly down and walk in the front door? The top of the building looked like it was made for someone to fly in and land though. Drifting closer to the building, the boy set his feet down on the terraced landing pad.

A pair of flying drones came into view about the same time. Though, Sai realized a second later that there were several more hovering around as well.

“Uh, hi?” the British child uttered sheepishly, as he fidgeted from side to side.

To his surprise, a moment later the drones seemed to move aside, leaving open the pathway to the door that was now visible at the end of the ramp that Sai had landed upon. Hesitating for a moment, the feathered child made his way into the glassed-in suite, with a large couch and two men inside.

The small Shi’ar was a mass of black feathers, his slight frame swallowed by the faded Mucous Membrane t-shirt that he wore. A pair of Nike’s dressed his feet, making him appear to be quite an ordinary kid. Which, he was an ordinary kid.

Just not entirely human.

Sensation & Wonder: An Absolute Comics Roleplay [DC & Marvel One Universe Style Game]

A short and crappy post, but its a post.

Whoever posts next gets the 200th IC post!

Sensation & Wonder: An Absolute Comics Roleplay [DC & Marvel One Universe Style Game]

S E A S O N O N E : H O M E C O M I N G

_{Location: Newport, Rhode Island}

Multiverse Mayhem Tie-In: X-Men/New Mutants

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Interaction(s): @Retired

A brilliant flash blossomed outward from among the city block.

The force of the explosion struck before the sound followed, though in the shock of the force the only people who heard it were the masses huddled in the Morlock Tunnels. A tremor shook the dust from the ceiling and overhead pipes, as a loud rumble resonated through the earth.

From far above, there was nothing more than a flash caught in the clouds, as something like thunder rose from below.

Flaring one wing, the young Angel circled back over the city. “Uhhh, Dani? What was that?” the boy asked.

The question was only met with silence.

People had been talking over the communicators earlier, though, right? Were they not supposed to? “Katie? Are you guys okay?” the boy called out, finding no answer.

…wait, it wasn’t silence. Had there been this static before?

Another flash flickered below the clouds. A momentary glimpse of something red, before a beam lanced upward. The ray missed the blue-skinned child by mere inches. A yelp escaped as realization set in a second later, as a second flash heralded another piecing beam of light searing up through the clouds from the streets below.

Folding into a fetal ball, the boy’s wings tucked around his small form as he instinctively flinched. The world spun wildly, as the ray impacted against his left wing – bits of metal knocked loose as the silvery techno-organic material reflected the beam off, even as the child was batted out of the air.

Straightening his body out, the boy grimaced as he tries to spread his wings. The left wing seemed jammed, part of its hinge and joint restricted by the damage from the blast. With the right wing extended, he was spiraling in freefall.

Gulping in a breath of air, the boy tried to rotate against the spin, his wings fluttering with as much force as he could muster. The momentum seemed to stall, though between each beat of the wings, he’d drop precariously in the air.

He was bobbing just a few meters over the tops of a group of buildings, crashing down on top of a roof in a tumble of limbs and the flash of metal.

It was a rough landing.

He lay there for a second, dazed and winded as he wondered for a moment if he was still alive. Then the pain started filtering in. Wincing, the boy pushed himself up from the rooftop, so that he was sitting up. Rearing the wings up behind him, the left forewing was hanging at an odd angle.

Shifting around so that he was on his hands and knees, the boy crept toward the roof’s edge to peer over the ledge and get a sense of where he was.

The small gremlin-dudes were skittering about below, barking in a language that the boy couldn’t make out. And the static was still crackling over the communications line.

Was he all alone?

Young Justice Avenger (A Next Generation Amalgamverse)

Sai Chandler

Name: Syaoran "Sai" Kuli Chandler
Hero Name: Seraph
Known Alias':
Age: 11 years
Powers: Syaoran inherited his mother's powers and abilities, with some minor variations.

• Super Strength (~1 ton): Syaoran is roughly ten times stronger than an adult human male.
• Visual Light Manipulation: Syaoran can manipulate a broader spectrum of the visual electromagnetic spectrum than his mother, giving his powers a more "rainbow-like" effect. These can be used to generate light sources or kinetic force blasts.
• Flight: Syaoran can fly using his light manipulation powers, leaving a rainbow trail in his wake.

Equipment: Nintendo Switch, Smart Watch
Skills: Hand-to-Hand Combat, Shi'ar technology
Appearance: A skinny pre-teen, Syaoran displays a predominantly Shi'ar physiology, with the most prominent feature being the feathers that grow from his head (in lieu of the hair exhibited in humans). Like his mother, Syaoran's feathers do not adopt the traditional "triangular" shape, being instead downturned and giving him a more bed-headed appearance. His eyes exhibit the same markings and lines as his mother, as well as her same violet irises. While lighter in skin tone than the average Shi'ar (or his mother), Syaoran's pigmentation is more golden than the typical pink hue of a Caucasian.

Known Associates: Excalibur (by virtue of his mother), John Constantine (by reputation only, by virtue of his father)
Known Adversaries: Rev. Craig Sinclair, who believes the union of man and alien is an afront to God's image or design. By extension, Syaoran is a known target of both the Purifiers and Friends of Humanity.
Canon Basis: Son of Cerise and Chas Chandler.

Bio: It is a tale as old as science fiction itself. Cab driver working in London. Hot alien warrior chick crashes through roof of said cab, and the two fall in love whilst fighting for their lives in SoHo. Well, Cerise did most of the fighting and Chas did most of the driving, and when it was all said and done the two were alive -- and Chas discovered the Shi'ar don't use anything resembling currency on this planet. So, instead, he got her to agree to a coffee date. Then she left to save the world, but they saw each other again. Then again. One thing led to another and Syaoran was conceived six months later -- much to both their surprise, given that they were two different species.

Honor compelled Cerise to bring their family together before the child was born, a tense period for their relationship before the two unlikely partners tied the knot in Avalon. Over the next ten years, both would sacrifice their careers at times for the sake of raising the son that they had brought into the world. Chas stopped driving for awhile to be a stay at home dad, then Cerise took a leave of absence from Excalibur after a harrowing sequence of events that had nearly cost them all of their lives.

Now that Syaoran is a little older, both have been able to return to their chosen vocation with fewer reservations. Cerise still doesn't leave Earth as much as she used to, opting instead to stay behind as the rear guard while Excalibur does what needs to be done to keep England and the world safe. Likewise, Chas is home for dinner every night -- even though the most lucrative hours are when the pubs close. It leaves the family of three on a tight budget in a small flat, but it's a relatively normal life as one can have in jolly ol' England. The one exception is that both Cerise and Syaoran are clearly not human -- or not entirely human in the case of the boy. Their feathers, their distinctive eyes, and the golden hues of their skin distinguish them, which made Syaoran a rather public infant when revealed that a cab driver and an extraterrestrial had a baby.

Some of that attention has been good, or at least well-intentioned. The National Institute of Health would happily use Syaoran as a guinea pig for research purposes. Others have been ill-intentioned, whether intended or otherwise. The Right Reverend Craig Sinclair being the foremost voice in opposition, stoking religious fervor and even at times appearing to call for violence in response. These messages have found their home among those who believe humanity has lost its way, such as the Purifiers or Friends of Humanity. At times a nuisance. At other times a very real threat. While his mother has schooled him in the ways of the Shi'ar warrior culture, she knows that she cannot protect him all of the time. So the family turns to Tony Stark's new initiative, in the hopes that Syaoran can learn to protect himself and others -- and maybe make friends of connections to help keep him safe as well.

Young Justice Avenger (A Next Generation Amalgamverse)

Oh, what the hell, why not? If/when the concept is accepted, I'll hop into the Discord.

recycled OC

Name: Syaoran "Sai" Kuli Chandler
Hero Name: Seraph
Known Alias':
Age: 11 years
Powers: Syaoran inherited his mother's powers and abilities, with some minor variations.

• Super Strength (~1 ton): Syaoran is roughly ten times stronger than an adult human male.
• Visual Light Manipulation: Syaoran can manipulate a broader spectrum of the visual electromagnetic spectrum than his mother, giving his powers a more "rainbow-like" effect. These can be used to generate light sources or kinetic force blasts.
• Flight: Syaoran can fly using his light manipulation powers, leaving a rainbow trail in his wake.

Equipment: Nintendo Switch, Smart Watch
Skills: Hand-to-Hand Combat, Shi'ar technology
Appearance: A skinny pre-teen, Syaoran displays a predominantly Shi'ar physiology, with the most prominent feature being the feathers that grow from his head (in lieu of the hair exhibited in humans). Like his mother, Syaoran's feathers do not adopt the traditional "triangular" shape, being instead downturned and giving him a more bed-headed appearance. His eyes exhibit the same markings and lines as his mother, as well as her same violet irises. While lighter in skin tone than the average Shi'ar (or his mother), Syaoran's pigmentation is more golden than the typical pink hue of a Caucasian.

Known Associates: Excalibur (by virtue of his mother), John Constantine (by reputation only, by virtue of his father)
Known Adversaries: Rev. Craig Sinclair, who believes the union of man and alien is an afront to God's image or design. By extension, Syaoran is a known target of both the Purifiers and Friends of Humanity.
Canon Basis: Son of Cerise and Chas Chandler.

Bio: It is a tale as old as science fiction itself. Cab driver working in London. Hot alien warrior chick crashes through roof of said cab, and the two fall in love whilst fighting for their lives in SoHo. Well, Cerise did most of the fighting and Chas did most of the driving, and when it was all said and done the two were alive -- and Chas discovered the Shi'ar don't use anything resembling currency on this planet. So, instead, he got her to agree to a coffee date. Then she left to save the world, but they saw each other again. Then again. One thing led to another and Syaoran was conceived six months later -- much to both their surprise, given that they were two different species.

Honor compelled Cerise to bring their family together before the child was born, a tense period for their relationship before the two unlikely partners tied the knot in Avalon. Over the next ten years, both would sacrifice their careers at times for the sake of raising the son that they had brought into the world. Chas stopped driving for awhile to be a stay at home dad, then Cerise took a leave of absence from Excalibur after a harrowing sequence of events that had nearly cost them all of their lives.

Now that Syaoran is a little older, both have been able to return to their chosen vocation with fewer reservations. Cerise still doesn't leave Earth as much as she used to, opting instead to stay behind as the rear guard while Excalibur does what needs to be done to keep England and the world safe. Likewise, Chas is home for dinner every night -- even though the most lucrative hours are when the pubs close. It leaves the family of three on a tight budget in a small flat, but it's a relatively normal life as one can have in jolly ol' England. The one exception is that both Cerise and Syaoran are clearly not human -- or not entirely human in the case of the boy. Their feathers, their distinctive eyes, and the golden hues of their skin distinguish them, which made Syaoran a rather public infant when revealed that a cab driver and an extraterrestrial had a baby.

Some of that attention has been good, or at least well-intentioned. The National Institute of Health would happily use Syaoran as a guinea pig for research purposes. Others have been ill-intentioned, whether intended or otherwise. The Right Reverend Craig Sinclair being the foremost voice in opposition, stoking religious fervor and even at times appearing to call for violence in response. These messages have found their home among those who believe humanity has lost its way, such as the Purifiers or Friends of Humanity. At times a nuisance. At other times a very real threat. While his mother has schooled him in the ways of the Shi'ar warrior culture, she knows that she cannot protect him all of the time. So the family turns to Tony Stark's new initiative, in the hopes that Syaoran can learn to protect himself and others -- and maybe make friends of connections to help keep him safe as well.

Sensation & Wonder: An Absolute Comics Roleplay [DC & Marvel One Universe Style Game]

I had a medical 'emergency' of sorts that left me sidelined for a while. I've actually been back for several days now but have been enjoying some relaxation away from everything stressful, like the internet. Not sure if the event has been wrapped up yet but I'll take a look at the IC sometime soon and get back into action before too much longer.

@Retired

Just glad to hear that you're okay.

Sensation & Wonder: An Absolute Comics Roleplay [DC & Marvel One Universe Style Game]

I'd be ashamed to admit the volume of DC and Marvel movies I have not seen. I keep saying before I see the next one, I'll get caught up. But then I don't, so I just skip whatever the current movie is and get further behind.