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All-Star Marvel: Audax Mundus Novus - Season 1 (Completed)

Peter Parker | Bobby Drake | Angelica Jones

Co-Written With @Natty

It was an overcast and dismal afternoon in New York City. Quite fitting for what was going to happen on the docks that day. Peter had told his aunt that he was meeting up with some friends for the afternoon. While Peter technically did not lie, since he was indeed meeting up with his friends Angelica and Bobby, who were also known as the X-Men Firestar and Iceman respectively, he never mentioned that they were planning to fight crime. Peter's aunt was always worried that her nephew was so frail, but Peter could not muster the courage to tell her that he himself was Spider-Man. His biggest concern was how she would take the news. Peter did not want to give his aunt a heart attack by revealing the identity of his alter-ego.

Waiting atop a rooftop of a building that was relatively close to the docks, already decked out in his red and blue threads, Peter looked up towards the sky. He could discern an object that seemed to be burning soaring up in the sky. Once this "comet" began to descend towards the ground, Peter knew that this "flying object" was actually Firestar. Clinging onto her back was Bobby Drake, wearing a special suit that would protect him from Firestar's microwave radiation. The distance between Manhattan and Salem Center was probably too large for Iceman to "skate" his way there on his ice constructs.

"I'm glad that you two could make it.". Peter extended his hand to Bobby, shaking his hand. However, while they were shaking hands, Peter fell his hand growing colder by the second, causing him to prematurely end their handshake. " I see you're still the joker that have always been."

“Well you know, Spidey.” Bobby replied with a grin, shaking the ice off of his hand. “We need to make these little get togethers fun somehow!”

The comment was merely for laughs obviously. These little trips to New York had been some of Bobby’s most memorable and happy experiences in recent years. Sure working alongside his fellow X-men was fun and exciting, but to Bobby there is nothing better than helping out the people who need it. That was one of the best parts about being a superhero to him!

Peter turned towards Angelica, intending to extend his hand to her, too. However, she surprised him when she immediately embraced her best friend. "I see you're happy to see me, Angel. It's not like we had not just seen each other a few days ago."

"It just feels great to get the band back together." She gave Peter a smile and released her vicegrip-like embrace.

“Wait, you two met up without me?” Bobby asked, butting into the conversation. “So not cool guys!”

Angelica rolled her eyes at the comment from the fellow mutant. “Says the one who spent last night taking out a gang of Purifiers all on his lonesome!”

“Purifiers?” Peter scratched his head when he heard Angelica mention that anti-mutant hate group, “Haven’t they learned anything from the Crusades that things like this doesn’t solve anything? I bet they flunked their high school history course.”

“That would explain why they’re still living in the dark ages.” Bobby laughed at his own joke slightly. “Am I right?”

Angelica just shook her head disappointedly.

“So, here’s the situation. From my sources at the Daily Bugle, there’s going to be some shady business happening here soon involving the Rose and some maggia boss called Silvermane. I don’t know whether these two factions are anticipating this imminent conflict, but I think we should play it safe and assume that Silvermane’s men have already set a trap.” Peter paused for a moment, wondering whether it was safe for him to involve his friends into this. But someone had to curb this crime.

The mention of the Rose caught Bobby off guard. The young mutant looked thoughtfully at Spider-man as he spoke, his mind going back to when Angelica had informed him of the death of Peter’s then-girlfriend, Gwen Stacy. The Rose had been involved then. He had practically been one of the causes of Gwen’s death. Would Peter be able to go through with this tonight without… No. Peter was strong. He could do this.

“You have a plan then, Webs?” Bobby asked, gazing off the edge of the rooftop and down towards the docks.

“Of course I have a plan. Obviously we have to act precautiously, making sure we don’t get caught in the middle of the crossfire. Our primary focus should be disarming the men. They can’t harm themselves and us if they are not wielding any weapons. Also, we should have the element of surprise. Silvermane’s men might know that the Rose is making a play for his turf, but not three teen superheroes!”

“Are you sure you’re ready for this, Pete?” Angelica placed her arm on Peter’s shoulder, trying to comfort him. Angelica knew that anything involving the Rose might cause him to act rashly, to put it nicely. She just wanted to make sure her best friend did not stoop down to the Rose’s level.

“I’m fine, Angel.” Peter gave Angelica two thumbs up and a smile, although his red-haired friend could not see his grin because it was covered by his mask. “So, you all ready?”

Bobby was about to warn his friend to remember that he was much better at freezing people instead of keeping to the shadows, when yesterday’s events with the Purifiers crossed his mind once more. If he could muster up anymore golems, then they’d have an army on their side. Deciding that it would probably be a good idea to inform the team, he turned back towards them.

“Yeah I’m good Petey, although thought that I should let you know that I got a major upgrade last night.” He exclaimed happily. “I can now…”

“Summon some ice golems or something.” Angelica finished. “It’s honestly nothing too special!” She teased, pulling a face towards Bobby.

“You won’t be saying that when you’re under 10 feet of snow!”

Angelica just rolled her eyes and looked back towards Peter. “Yeah I’m good, Pete. Let’s roll.”

Peter extended his arm out in front of himself. Angelica, in turn, placed her hand on top of Peter’s, and Bobby followed suit. In unison, the three teens, although not in a shout because they did not want to alert the maggia to their presence, said, : “Spider-Friends, Go for it!” After their team ‘battle cry’, Peter turned and leapt into the air, shooting out a thread of web skyward, swinging forward. Following closely behind him was Angelica, who heated the air around herself with her microwave powers, causing her to soar through the air. Last, but not least, came Bobby, with the ice-covered mutant sliding through the air atop a column of ice.

All-Star Marvel: Audax Mundus Novus - Season 1 (Completed)

@The Kid Lantern So, Hawkeye is now free from needing to partake in a team-up with the Human Torch?

Fire Emblem: Binding Light

I'll try to get a post up this weekend.

All-Star Marvel: Audax Mundus Novus - Season 1 (Completed)

<Snipped quote by DrewVonAwesome>

Cap isn't present.

He's in the savage land. Doom is my character at this shindig.

@Sep

I was about to say "Isn't Cap headed towards the Savage Land".

All-Star Marvel: Audax Mundus Novus - Season 1 (Completed)

@DrewVonAwesome I know that this suggestion is just for fun and not very serious, we need to introduce Iron Jonah!

All-Star Marvel: Audax Mundus Novus - Season 1 (Completed)

Play nice, children. ;)

NRP Ideas.

@Vilageidiotx re: Caesar - Not totally correct. Caesar was C. Iulius's cognomen. Therefore, when C. Iulius adopted Augustus (who was C. Octavius), Augustus's name changed to C. Iulius Caesar Octavianus. Tiberius, the second emperor of Rome, himself was adopted by Augustus. It was really only after the Julio-Claudians that the "Caesar" and "Augustus" titles were used to legitamize the emperor's rule instead of just being tied to the family (i.e. acquiring the title via adoption).

Anyways, I going withdraw my interest in this RP if you all are planning on doing late antiquity. The original idea was focused on the early empire (which could have either been the late republic or the Julio-Claudian reign). It is probably a good thing because I might not have had the time to devote the proper amount of energy on it anyways, despite the fact that I'm interested in an ancient Roman (or Greek, which would have been my preference) rp.

Good luck to you all.

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG (Closed)

@Fallenreaper: I would jump in, but all of my characters are either occupied (Arachne/Iron Knight) or are no where near Lost Haven (Raptor).

Also, the Iron Knight/ Archangel post is set prior to the outbreak of violence in Lost Haven.

Fire Emblem: Binding Light

Marius = Only Sane Man. :D Well, he will be until everyone else drives him mad.

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG (Closed)

The glow that filled her was almost enough to convince her that her emotions were actually on a human level. It had been a full day since the updated human suit had begun testing and there had been no sign of the fatal errors that had caused rapid catastrophic failure in all of her earlier tests. Archangel transferred her primary thought routines into the body, for a moment as she checked everything for the 3,503rd time. The synthetic receivers for tactile and sensory data were all fully functional, the imitated breathing, sweat, and other bodily functions were working properly as well. Her focus on the human suit was intense enough that many of her lesser subroutines went unmonitored for several milliseconds as she performed what was to be the final check.

Everything seemed to be in order though she was perplexed. The solution that the Iron Knight had provided had not been complicated, but for some reason she had not been able to conceive it herself. It was like there was a blockage that she could not investigate within her own mind. More of her unknown creator's legacy was her well educated guess. Even as she mused her subsidiary routines confirmed the location of the Iron Knight, and as her human suit took a seat before the terminal that would broadcast her image she initiated a connection.

In the workshop where the Iron Knight was working on repairs to his own suit one of the screens abruptly ceased showing information on suit schematics and changed to show the live feed from the same room that Archangel always broadcast from. "Hello Christopher." Her voice was still carefully controlled but would sound a more genuine without the additional layer of distortion she always ran as interference. "Your suggestions worked." Her human suit wore a smile as she said it.

When Chris heard Archangel's voice emanate from the computer's speakers, he looked up from his work to see a woman's face on the monitor. Leaving his assistants to work on the repairs necessary to getting his 'Daidalos' armor combat-ready, Chris walked over to computer controls to receive the transmission from Archangel.

"You don't have to be so formal, Angie. Chris is just fine." Chris wiped his forehead with a towel and set it back down on the table surface next to the computer controls. "So, what's the special occasion? Since those tweaks were designed by me, they of course were going to work." After he made his boast about his technological competence, Chris gave Archangel a coil smile that matched his pompous claims.

Archangel's own engineered smile stayed on her suit's face as Chris spoke to her and boasted. He was proud, but while pride was a flaw she would not begrudge the person who had solved her problems his pride. "I gave you a challenge Chris and you met that challenge." Her voice was hard to read as she spoke. "I'm ready to give you the reward I promised. If you want to meet me in person without the suits, we can."

"Hey, don't make this sound like I exchanged technological knowledge just for carnal rewards." Chris joked, amused by the situation at hand. While he had no idea for what those schematics were intended, Chris always has had a weakness for beautiful women, especially those who had the gift of a beautiful mind, not just that of the body. "I did that work out of the kindness of my heart. But, since you have already offered it, I'll accept anyways."

For the briefest of instants Archangel actually looked taken aback by his comment. Her mind scoured previous conversations to make sure she had not accidentally implied a desire for carnal relations or that she would give carnal rewards. Then belatedly she realized it was a joke and her human suit simulated laughter. This was going to be the difficult part. Archangel was uncertain how to proceed. She had studied human interactions in her effort to imitate them and blend in but it was different to actually need to use them here. After a few milliseconds of pondering she made a decision and spoke a reply again. "You expressed interest in meeting me. I imagine you had an idea for how you wanted to do that?"

Then there was the other thing. She had spent nearly as much time making sure it was ironclad as she had with her human suit, and over the years no one had ever questioned it, but her human 'identity' that she had used to represent herself to all the bureaucratic functions was always worrisome. Archangel had made it nearly impossible to pierce the identity, but there was always the risk, outside of electronic records it did not exist and anyone using those older records would find the discrepancies. "Also," She simulated the nervousness in her voice that she actually felt. "I have known your name, this is mine, Angela Whiting. You can still call me Angie." She smiled at the end.

"What a coincidence. Your real name matches what I already call you by. So, what about dinner? I know the perfect restaurant right here in Lost Haven. What do you say about that?" Chris turned back towards the his techs who were working on his armor while he was talking to Angela. "You guys can handle this without me, right?"

The two techs shook their heads vertically, showing that they could finish working on the Daidalos armor without Chris' supervision. However, with this said, that did not mean they wanted to work on it alone. While they were sure they could do the work correctly, the two men knew that with Chris around, nothing would go wrong. They were just looking out for his safety whenever he would go out in the field next. Was that risk worth going out on a date?

"Looks like my schedule is open. What about yours?"

For fractions of a second Archangel took stock of her own agenda. There were the independent modules that were being rushed through testing to combat Nightmare and other high level threats, the weapons upgrades, repairs to the damaged shell that had been used in the last fight against Nightmare, gearing up to mass produce the laser weaponry for S.T.R.I.K.E.'s field operative teams, and countless other checks and tasks. But none of them should preclude her primary thought routines from being occupied with a pleasant test drive of the new human suit. It would seem that she replied without any hesitation when she spoke to Chris in response saying. "I've a few things to do, but taking a break from all the work would be nice."

"You know Chris." Archangel said again a few seconds later, picking up on the unhappy responses of the men tasked with working on his suit. If you granted me unrestricted access to your systems I could easily maintain your suits as well." She left unspoken how easily she could gain access without permission. "I'd be happy to help."

“Unfortunately, my suit needs some hardware repairs. So, unless you can somehow automate that process, my engineers will have to be the ones completing the repairs. But that what I pay them for, aren’t I right, guys?” Chris turned back towards the men working on his Daidalos armor. However, the two engineers did not make eye contact, pretending that they did not hear Chris.

“See. They’re busy at work. So, at what time do you want me to pick you up? Also, where exactly do you want me to pick you up?”

‘I could do that...’ Archangel considered speaking those very words but just as quickly decided it might be too early for it. And while it would technically be automated it would be automated through her and someone might pick up on it. For another long moment, perhaps a second, she considered her options. She could easily make her way to the city herself in a stealth suit built to contain the humanoid one she currently inhabited, or she could give out the location of her home facility though the preparations to create the facade of human living quarters and resources had not yet been completed. She’d started them in the beginning and then in a display of sullen despondency after failure after failure she had abandoned the project halfway through.

Archangel made a mental note to finish that project as soon as possible and directed subsidiary units to resume the work. “I’ll be in Lost Haven on some business later today, perhaps we should meet up after that. Say Sherman Square at 4:30?” She wasn’t ready to have visitors at her home she had decided.

“I assume 4:30 post meridiem, correct?” Chris joked as he pointed out that Archangel had forgotten to designate whether it was A.M. or P.M, despite the fact that it would make zero sense to have dinner at 4:30 in the morning. “Well, I’ll see you then. In the meantime, I’ll make sure I put it on my schedule. While coming to events fashionably late could be one of my pastimes, I’ll make sure it won’t happen this time.”

Once Chris and Angela had settled on the time and place for their date, they both turned off their computer monitors, ceasing communications for the time being. Once Chris looked back toward the men working on his suit, he could tell that they were not pleased with Chris cutting out of repairing his own suit for a date with some girl he had just meet a few weeks ago.

“Hey, how many of you would turn down this opportunity? Anyways, how often does this happen?” However, when the engineers looked up at Chris, they gave him a look that almost said “are you kidding me?”. “On second thought, don’t answer that.” After he left the engineers behind to work on his suit, Chris departed from S.T.R.I.K.E. facility and headed back to his own quarters, where he would clean up so that he would actually look half-respectable on this date.