IceHeart

The Infinite Railroad [A Wild West Fantasy] <Not Enough Water, Railroad is closed, sorry folks>

@Reflection No I haven't had much time and I've just learned I got mandatory overtime this next week so that's gonna eat into my time. Probably the most I'll end up doing is maybe accepting characters and adding a rules section or something.

Ultimate One Universe: Season Two

Carol Danvers Is

Nevada Skies

"Alright Carol, gotta kick it up a notch to catch this death machine." With a little pep talk and a slap to the cheeks I started to rev up my engine into high gear. Really, I had no idea how my flight actually worked but there was one very interesting thing I had noticed, I didn't feel the wind.

Though it was just me that was flying it was like I was in a cockpit, protected from the air around me, which meant it was very easy to reach incredible speeds without the wind threatening to rip my face off. Also since it was just my body and whatever was keeping the wind at bay I was incredibly aerodynamic and able to achieve great speeds without worry. Mach I, Mach II, Mach III, I had already left the sound barrier long behind as I streaked across the sky, already catching up to my target.

The Kree Sentry must have noticed me as energy pulses and missiles screamed through the sky to try and knock me out. Dives, climbs, strafes, loops, all the tricks from my fighter piloting days coursed through my head as I blasted the missiles and tried to remember to let the pulses hit me so I could absorb their power, it was very hard since my reflexes for the most part took over which told me to avoid everything. Dodge, fire, explosion, hit, close call, all of these things and more occurred as I weaved through the air like an F-22 raptor.

I scored some strong direct hits on the sentry but it was only enough to knock it off course for a few seconds. My blasts were just not strong enough to knock it out of the sky. Terror gripped me as I looked beyond and saw the city of Las Vegas quickly becoming larger, if I was unable to stop this machine in time who knows how much of the biggest high-society gambling entertainment industry city would be reduced to rubble. Course, even if I did stop it I also had to find a way to stop its reactor from becoming the bomb that made the human race extinct like the dinosaurs.

My options were getting even slimmer as the Kree Sentry had finally realized it's energy based weaponry was completely ineffective against me so now I was only dealing with physical projectiles so no more power spikes for my blasts. If I had more time to practice and understand my powers maybe I could have figured something out, but there was no time for that I needed a new plan of attack. There was really only one option left that I had yet to try, it went against all common sense, but after my transformation I guess I needed to learn a new type of common sense, that of a superhuman's.

"I can't believe I am going to have to fight a giant hunk of metal with my actual body, I certainly hope this cellular restructuring is all it’s cracked up to me or I am going to make one colorful splat on that bad version of an Iron Giant."

Quickly I ascended into the air to gain altitude then, putting my arms out in front of me, I dive-bombed the Kree sentry. I gritted my teeth as my pilot reflexes told me to pull up at the last second but instead I smashed right into its back. The impact hurt but at last I had actually made a difference as the force of impact caused us both to careen straight into the ground. The screeching of metal, banging and clanging were about all I could hear as the robot scraped and dug into the ground from the force of impact, gouging out a large swath of ground in the process.

My body ached from the impact, especially my arms which took the brunt of blow, as I found myself partially embedded into the body armor of the sentry but I managed to get up and breathed a sigh of relief since we had crashed just shy of the city. Unfortunately Sentry 459 also managed to stand up and despite a lot of dents and scraps it was still very much active and decided to try and walk the rest of the way into the city. I threw my hands up in utter disgust, this automaton had more durability M1A2 SEP tank and felt like it was made out of the hardest of diamonds.

I quickly flew back into action to cut off the sentry as it started to try and bombard the city as it walked. The most intense game of missile commander in my life had quickly begun as I shot missiles out of the sky with the speed of an M-134 minigun. I had to find a way to end this battle fast or a missile was going to slip past me very soon and create a lot of casualties. The longer this went on, the harder it would be to keep up and the closer to reactor meltdown the sentry got, time was not on my side at all.

Las Vegas Stratosphere Casino

Beeps and boops could be heard from the various slot machines as people gambled their life savings away for the chance at making it big. People with already a lot of money just did it for fun with a chance to increase their pocket change. Gone were the days when coins clinked and clanked whenever a jackpot was to be found, everything was now electronic, quiet and frankly not as fun as it used to be.

The lights were there, the money was technically there, but without the clatter of dropping coins gambling really had lost a lot of its flavor. There had been a slight rumbling earlier but nothing major so it had been ignored. The traveling millionaire sighed as he took a sip from his overly fancy cocktail, nearly gouging his eye out with the tiny umbrella. With a grunt he wretched it out of the cup and tossed it toward the nearest trash receptacle but his aim was off and the umbrella fell to the ground.

He was considering if he should pick it up when all the televisions suddenly changed as a reporter appeared on the tube. “We interrupt this programming for an emergency announcement.” The report was reduced to the left side of the television as video emerged on the right. A giant robot appeared on the screen and the subtitles underneath it announced the location, just outside the north-east outskirts of Las Vegas and the LIVE title could be seen. A figure could be seen flying around it, blasting the robots missiles and trying to prevent the robot from advancing on the city.

“Currently an unknown individual is combating what appears to be a giant robot. Residents of Las Vegas are advised to seek shelter immediately until the danger has passed.” The video changed angles to an aerial view from a news chopper trying to get a better look at the action. As the helicopter got closer though suddenly a missile erupted from the shoulder of the sentry, heading straight toward the chopper. You could hear the news crew cursing, urging their pilot to take evasive action but then the missile blew up in flight before it could reach them and suddenly a blond woman in a mostly red outfit was right in front of the camera, urging the helicopter to fly away with her hands, before zipping back into action.

“Please seek your closest emergency shelter immediately! As you can see we almost lost our news chopper and we have no idea when one of those attacks might get past the superwoman currently in combat. We will inform you of the situation as it unfolds before our eyes.”

Well, that was all it took to send a large portion of the casino running and screaming to get out of there. Patrons and staff rushed for the exits and lower portions of the hotel. Drinks were spilled, shoes where lost, hair was undone as the masses descended into absolute terror. The millionaire however, just sat there, unmoving watching as the place was soon deserted.

The millionaire stood up, went over to an area without cameras and then remerged as not the middle-aged millionaire from before but as one of the female staff of the establishment.

“Might as well take advantage of the situation.” The now stunning brunette smiled devilishly as she went to work raiding the casino, it would not take her long to make way with a sizable sum. Sure this wasn’t the reason why she was currently in Las Vegas but it wouldn’t hurt to have some extra cash on hand.

Las Vegas Outskirts

I couldn’t believe the news had already gotten involved in my battle. Guess my existence was no longer going to be a SWORD secret. That stupid helicopter had almost gotten itself blow out of the sky and would have if I hadn’t been there to save it. My frustration was growing as I noticed despite my best efforts, the sentry was making some headway. What was doubly concerning however was the fact the sentry had started to glow all over its body, which could only mean the reactor was running quite hot.

A missile managed to streak past me and blow up what I hoped was an abandoned building, of course I had no way of knowing for sure as I was busy blowing all the other ones out of the sky. How did the sentry keep firing so many missiles? Was it creating them in its body somehow? Considering how many I had shot down, yet they kept coming that was the only option that seemed possible. This meant I could not just make the sentry run out of ammunition and even if that was possible, if the sentry started firing all of its energy blast it would be impossible for me to stop them all, I might be able to absorb and fight back more effectively but by then it would be too late.

“Ok Carol, you need a way to take this thing down once and for all! The problem is that armor is just so thick I can’t seem to get through it.” As I shot another missile down I suddenly remembered a very important piece of information. I had been so distracted trying to slow down the sentry that it had completely slipped by mind what had happened back at the base. I conked myself on the head for missing such an important detail.

“Of course! I should have been going for that section from the start! I need to do this before Las Vegas becomes a complete battlezone.” The SWORD railgun attack from early had managed to blast out a chunk of the sentry’s armor which meant that was my point of entry. I desperately flew around, blasting whatever I could as I tried to find the exact spot. There, I found it, three o’clock, back left side of the sentry, some tearing off of the sentry’s hull out be seen.

I had to be quick, I started gathering energy in my fists as I prepared to attack, increasing my speed I circled around the sentry, making it hard for it to follow my movements as well as to increase my momentum. Concentrating on the task on hand I had to let a few missiles sneak past, their explosions on the ground below gave me pangs of guilt but if I was unable to punch through the alien machine everything would be destroyed anyway.

With one final loop I released all my energy at the same time I stuck my fist into the spot. For the briefest of moments nothing seemed to happen and I feared I had failed, but then, I could feel my fist rip into the metal and with half a second I had already torn open a hole in the body. I slipped in right before a giant fist tried to knock me away.

The inside of the sentry took my breath away, it was positively gorgeous. It was like being inside of a giant computer but with no traditional wiring that I could see, everything just seemed to flow through the gigantic body on waves of blue-green energy and at the center was a round orb, glowing like a small sun in the middle with hundreds of threads of energy flowing from it to all portions of the body. That had to be the reactor core and I could tell it was nearing its limit by the way it glowed and flickered violently.

There was no time to think, I had to get it out of there before the doomsday clock reached midnight. I rushed to the center, blasting and knocking everything in my way while trying to avoid directly hitting the reactor. Ripping my way to the center I grabbed the orb, which was about twice my size, and yanked it with all my might. The connections groaned in protest but thankfully the innards of the machine were a lot less durable than the armored shell and I finished extracting it.

Instantly with the connection having been lost the once glowing body went silent and dark. It also started to topple over which forced me to quickly remove the robot’s heart through hole which I quickly had to blast open a bit more to safely extract the reactor. But now that energy was no longer being supplied to the sentry the reactor’s power had nowhere to go, what had been a mostly pure white glow was quickly turning a sickly bright green as the pulsing accelerated.


“If this thing is as strong as I think it is, then I only have one option!” I stared up at atmosphere, hauled the reactor core up on top it’s weight pressing down upon me but while dense, thankfully it was a weight I could easily handle. I steeled myself and took a sharp breath as I prepared to enter the stratosphere.

“It’s do or die now!” I shouted as I shot up like a rocket into the sky, the glowing reactor growing ever more unstable. I didn’t even know if I could survive in space but I was going to have to take that chance if the Earth was going to survive. Feeling the air quickly thinning, I took a final deep breath as a precaution and started to hold my breath before the atmosphere could complete disappear.

Schalg! It was getting cold as I started to leave earth behind but it seemed that my energy was keeping myself from freezing to death. Feeling that the reactor had achieved escape velocity I tossed it as hard as I could at the sun. It was breathtaking to see space in person, and while I wanted to see more it was exactly that, breathtaking. I needed to breath and I was not about to stay above the stratosphere longer than I had to, also a giant death bomb was still a little too close for comfort so I quickly divided back down toward earth.

I greedily gulped in some air as I floated in the lower atmosphere and look back at where the reactor had gone. As soon as I did the sky lit up with a brilliant green glow as the reactor reached critical mass and exploded. I had to admit it was pretty to look at but unlike normal explosions there was little aftereffects as it disappeared from existence as if it had never been in the first place.

Seeing that the earth had been saved by adrenaline left me and the full weight of all the energy I had used and the blows I had taken quickly became apparent. I could feel a cold sweat on my brow and my body ached all over, my stamina was certainly amazing these days but when you were forced to fight like an Amazon for half an hour straight with no break even my super stamina couldn’t completely counter all the fatigue that had built up.

I lazily floated down to the ground where the husk of Kree Sentry 459 was. I really did not feel like moving much for a while.
“Congratulations Carol…you somehow did it thanks to SWORD’s rail gun. Oh Lord, I’m going to have to deal with all that press aren’t I?”

I groaned as all sorts of news vans and every other news vehicle in the area rushed to the scene now that the danger was passed. I considered flying away but I just felt too tired to bother, it looked like my fight might not be over quite yet after all.


“I think I’d rather fight that Kree Sentry all over again…I wonder what happened to Captain Mar-vell and Colonel Yon-Rogg? Guess I won’t know for a while if these reporters have anything to say about it. This is going to be oh, so much fun.” My voice dripped with sarcasm as I touched down near the broken body of the sentry while my next mission approached, the mission of public relations.

_Joy.

Ultimate One Universe: Season Two

I always liked the dress up part of the holiday but...well not a big fan of all the nasty stuff in the first place so not really my holiday. Also one of the crew that had Fall Festivals rather than Halloween. Overall I much prefer just 'cosplay' type stuff rather than the Halloween theme. Well if I had friends that could help me make a costume then maybe I would be more interested but I'm a lazy bum when it comes to trying to make my own so usually I just end up not bothering.

The Infinite Railroad [A Wild West Fantasy] <Not Enough Water, Railroad is closed, sorry folks>

Would it be fair to assume that 'Station' would be synonymous with 'City', and with smaller towns East or West of the Stations, feeding them water/materials for either the Station's population or for trade North or South along the line?

@Athol

Not all stations are created equal, but in general since they are so important to the surrounding land, cities and towns do tend to naturally spring up around them since freight is so important. Then of course other towns and cities wherever there is water or sometimes an important natural resource like iron or trees. If for some reason a town did not develop around the station itself, perhaps too far away from a stable water source for other reason, usually there is at least a saloon, hotel, and of course places for the train staff.

<Snipped quote by Athol>
Also, a big consideration is whether refined metal or good wood is easier to come by. With low quality wood and average metal access, crossbow edges out bow. With high quality wood or high quality metal with access to proper adhesives, then composite reflex wins due to quality allowing for high, compact draw weight and thus offering nearly the same power for a faster shot. Crossbows are more durable overall and have half the weight on their ammo. The problem is rate of fire as well as how the character would get the draw full.

What type of armor is common in this era? If armor is at best infrequently used, then the crossbow would require far less "power" behind it as period mechanics could allow an inbuilt pull mechanism to reduce fatigue and increase speed.

@Lotrix Molick

As water is hard to come by, big trees and good wood can also be rather difficult to obtain. Often times stone and brick tend to be the construction material of choice as it is much easier to come by.

The closest you will probably get to armor would be things like hardened hides and leather. Of course a lot of people use knives and the like so something to protect against that would be good, but since guns are a thing, mobility and ease of wear is much more important. Course there are exceptions to every rule but as good metal can be hard to come by not very many have any types of 'armor'.

The Infinite Railroad

OOC is up! I didn't actually add very much unfortunately but I'll get to that eventually. Mostly just to get people thinking and interested for now while I try to set up the beginning when I have time.

@Lotrix Molick@Athol@ShwiggityShwah@Gisk@Miss Servitor@Etranger@Saltwater Thief@Reflection

Just mentioning all the peeps that were in here.

The Infinite Railroad [A Wild West Fantasy] <Not Enough Water, Railroad is closed, sorry folks>

"The World has no End"

By Famous Philosopher Quintin Kuatillian

This famous phrase has been the reality that has limited the land humans have been able to settle. The world is like a wasteland, full of deserts, badlands, little shelter, and only a few springs of water. The land goes on for eternity in all directions and all explorers would either return to one of the few livable towns or die out in the expanse. Then everything changed once a strange building was discovered out in the middle of nowhere, this was the first train station.

Since that fateful day centuries ago life forever changed. Two sets of infinite railway tracks were set side by side, allowing for trains to travel in either direction. Whenever a train leaves another is soon to take its place within a day or two. No one knows how this system came to be but humanity was soon to take advantage of it to travel the world. Pretty much wherever there is a train station a new settlement would pop up and various people would scout the nearby area for places to settle and riches to collect. Humanity continued to expand through these train stations and have stretched out across the expanse.

"The World is the Rail-line"

By Railway Entrepreneur Jonathan Steamholt

The tracks never bend and the only way known to revisit a location is to take the other line to head back the way you came. Philosophers and Scientist have concluded that the world is a flat, never ending plain that goes on for eternity. As it is infinite, it is unknown if the railways have an end themselves and as yet they appear to go on forever. As a result most people tend to stay in or near one train station for most of their life and only travel a few stations at most before heading back home. Of course not everyone is content to stay in one spot and constantly move from station to station for adventure and excitement. Such people are often called Riders.

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The roleplay follows several riders as they travel by train across the world. Dropping by various locations for exploration and interaction. The world is a Western type setting with guns, train heists with potential light steampunk and mystical elements. Due to its nature of traveling the rail line there would be few permanent fixtures as unless there is a need to head back for story reasons, each location will be left behind after its story has been told and the characters move on to the next station. Because of this there will be a log section would be used to keep track of locations along the railway sort of like the fashioning of a map of sorts and major story points.

World Information

Common Knowledge: The world is flat and infinite. Most of the world is, unfortunately, rather desolate with only a few fresh springs.

Water: Probably one of the most precious resources out there, no settlement can last long without a supply of water. One of the most lucrative jobs out there is water prospecting. Anyone who finds such a location can quickly sell the information and make a small fortune as settlers are quick to move in and create a new town wherever there is water.

The Stations: All stations have at least one train bay for maintenance, they are also the only places where there is a bit of extra track which can allow other trains to pass by if needed. The stations are generally run by Steamholt Transportation and they employ many people in various positions. Because trains in general can never go back the way they came, train crews are constantly changing trains, often employed on a kind of train loop where they travel a station or two before hopping on the other track and heading back to home base. Woe to anyone who leaves anything on the train as you will never see that item again unless you get back on that same train before it leaves.

Weapons: Weapons can be hard to come by as unless you are at a station where there are profitable mines around, supplies will often be quite limited. Resources are often scarce so frugality is the key to survival. Most travelers have at least a knife on them, especially since it has so many uses aside from fighting and doesn't need ammunition. Guns are expensive as is ammo so careful maintenance is key to keeping a gun in shape for a long time. Handguns, like revolvers are the most common type of gun since they are easier to carry, maintain, and tend to be the cheapest to buy and make. Rifles are hard to come by so usually only the rich, the lucky, or those with a family weapon tend to have one. Because of their longer range and firepower they are often seen as great prizes to be pilfered and looted.

Character Skeleton

Name:
Appearance: [picture or description]
Gender:
Equipment: [From weapons to other tools]
Abilities: [Skills that make your character unique, ex. Marksmanship, Excellent Cook, Survivalist, Tailor, etc.]
The Story: [Character biography, 2-4 paragraphs]
Quirks: [Anything random that you just want people to know about. Maybe you hiccup around water? Have a special birthmark on your butt? Can't keep company cause you snore like a saw mill? Etc.]

Rules

• No Powerplaying.
• Respect your fellows.
• Read posts before you post.
• Have your own stories and adventures, don't just follow along.
• Be aware of when the next train leaves the station.
• Participate in MEs[Multiplayer Events] or don't, course if its on the train you'll probably have to participate unless you're like, too busy gambling or something.
• I have the biggest gun, respect it.
• Have fun.

Station Log [WIP]

Ultimate One Universe: Season Two

Carol Danvers Is

S.W.O.R.D Nevada Base/Underground Hangar

All I could do was stare at the alien timer as it ticked down. One minute thirty seconds left and counting. I wanted to try something, anything to make it stop, but trying to type a completely alien password would probably just instantly set off the sentry's activation and if I tried to blast it I'm sure the same thing would occur. Then I heard a voice I hadn't heard for months, I couldn't help my heart give an irregular thump at his voice.

"Quickly make way! I should be able to stop it before it's defenses activate!" I turned around and almost froze as I saw him, Larson, no, Captain Mar-vell running across the floor straight toward the panel with two SWORD guards having trouble keeping up with him. His green eyes were focused on the panel and I could tell he didn't recognize me in my outfit though the slightest hint of surprise at my outfit registered on his face. Any questions he might have been thinking of were shoved to the side as he focused on his mission.

I stepped out of the way as he reached the panel and quickly started to tape away at the symbols. 30 seconds left and dropping. He quickly finished but then the screen glowed red.

"What!? I'm sure I did it right." Larson cursed and typed in the password again but his efforts were thwarted by the computer. "Impossible, the password was changed!?" Larson slammed his fist on the panel in frustration as his face contorted in frustration, his eyebrows knitting together in anger.

"Larson, what's going to happen next?" I asked, forcing myself into mission mode while suppressing the whirl of emotions stirring in my heart upon seeing him again. Now was not the time for anything personal.

"How do you know my-" He started to say as he turned to look at me, but once he got a good look at my eyes realization dawned on his face, his eyes opened wide in shock. "Carol?" I could see the clear confusion on his face but then the timer reached zero and the panel quickly shut closed. Then the whole massive device started shifting and changing.

We both quickly jumped back as what had been merely a large hunk of metal suddenly started to contort and change, like a giant transformer until it took on the shape of a large, robotic humanoid. Sentry 459 towered above us at a height of around 9 meters or so, what had at first been an only silver metallic object now changed color as a good portion of its body changed to purple as it activated. It shifted it's large head downward to get a good look at the array of people and machinery gathering before it. Then in a clear voice it started talking in Kree, which I and Larson could understand but no one else could.

<THIS UNIT, SENTRY 459 HAS DETECTED UNAUTHORIZED ATTEMPTS AT ACCESS. IN ACCORDANCE WITH KREE PROTOCOL THE OFFENDERS WILL BE TERMINATED>

As soon as it had finished the sentry's eyes started to glow bright blue and I knew instantly the fight had started.

"Open Fire!" Agent Brand commanded the staff and instantly gunfire and small rockets erupted from all corners of the hangar. Explosions washed over the sentry, dousing its entire being in orange and yellow fire, but the sentry just took the beating without budging an inch. Then the the sentry fired.

I jumped out of the way as did Larson while twin beams streamed out of the sentry's eyes. The twin beams started with our previous positions then it raised its head, causing the twin beams to travel in the same direction. I watched in horror as the twin beams ripped through the hangar, obliterating all in its path. Two hangar turrets, a parked quinjet, and an unfortunate SWORD agent were incinerated in the blast in the space of a single second.

I had no time to gap at its destructive power as I quickly had to run out of the way as the giant machine attempted to step on me. The force of it's foot causing cracks to appear in the floor. I quickly took flight, spun around in the air to avoid a gigantic fist and fired my photon blast straight at the robot's face. The yellow energy smashed into it, causing the robot to have to firmly plant its feet to steady itself. My attack appeared to be the first to actually do much of anything against the monstrosity, however the damage appeared minimal at best, the only sign of it being effective was the slightest chip out of the purple plating on the edge of its face. I knew the robot couldn't show emotion but for some reason, my eyes seemed to think the sentry looked a little pissed at my attack.

Brand went into full commander mode as she started barking out orders. "Keep that thing's attention occupied! Don't keep in one place and keep rotating around it. Open the bay doors! If this thing stays in here it'll blow up the entire base! Where's the heavy weaponry!" As she shouted the sentry started to really amp up its attacks as fingers turned into rocket launchers, metallic tendrils sprouted from its back equipped with high energy bolts, probably plasma based, which started to pepper targets around the hangar. Alarms sounded as the giant ceiling bay doors started to force themselves over ever so slowly while men scrambled in all directions, returning fire upon the sentry.

I watched in horror at the unfolding chaos and then a stray bolt exploded right next to Larson, causing his body to fly through the air. Without a second thought I raced behind and caught him before he could hit the ground. His entire body seemed to glitch out of existence only to be replaced with his actual form, a blue-skinned humanoid in an outfit quite similar to my own though showing a lot less skin.

"Not exactly how I wanted to reveal myself to the world." He managed to quip as he tilted his head back to look up at me, a slight smile on his face.

As much as I wanted to give a witty comeback or smack his head, the solider in me knew now was not the time.

"Head in the game Larson, now that you have no excuse to hide anymore how about you help us take down this thing." I let him go but instead of dropping to the ground he floated in the air, I noticed two glowing purple bands on his wrists that must have been giving him the power of flight.

"I'll help but, frankly Carol I don't know if it is possible to stop Sentry 459. Its combat mode is fully engaged and someone has changed the password, locking me out of its systems. My weapons will certainly be more effective than your human weapons but I just don't have the firepower to crack through that armor." I watched as some small green dots on his arms spat out some metallic substance which quickly reformed itself into a large-barreled gun.

"Stop flirting with you alien boyfriend Ms Marvel and start fighting!" Agent Brand yelled as she rushed over to where we were floating so we could hear. "I know you're new to this thing Ms Marvel but I need you to fight like a superhero! You're not just a soldier anymore so get out there and keep that thing from blowing up this base!"

I cringed in embarrassment at her stop flirting comment but I knew she was right, despite adding flying to the mix I was still only fighting like a solider, firing shots and avoiding getting hit in return. It was going to be tough undoing years of experience to change my fighting style but I had to remember I wasn't exactly human anymore.

The sentry's head turned to a rising quinjet and readied its eyebeams again. Instantly I sprang into action and rocketed directly into the attack path of the robot. All my senses screamed at me that I was going to get killed by the blast, disintegrated by the attack just like the SWORD agent during the first salvo, but I ignored my battle trained instincts and flew on.

"Carol!" Larson, no, Captain Mar-vell yelled as he tried to grab me but I was way quicker than him.

Within a moment I was in position and staring straight down into the soulless eyes of the giant machine. I crossed my arms in front of my face as I braced for impact as the brightest lights I had ever seen flashed, dousing my entire being in their overwhelming energies. I yelled out as the felt the massive energies course into my body, heat seared through my entire being and it felt as if my body was going to be ripped apart, yet that feeling only lasted for a moment. Soon my body got used to it and the my body, instead of threatening to burst open started to literally brim with energy from the sentry's beam attack as it finally stopped after what seemed like an eternity but was literally only about a second.

"I don't know why you are here but I can tell you right now, that you're not welcome on Earth!" Putting my hands out in front I let all the excess energy I had just absorbed flow through my hands, causing a massive burst of energy to slam right into the sentry's breastplate. The force smashing into the machine caused the massive robot to topple over and collapsed onto the hangar floor with a resounding crash.

I could hear a few cheers from SWORD members but that was short lived as the massive automaton started to rise back unto its feet. Once again Sentry 459 spoke while everyone, including Captain Mar-vell restarted the assault.

<POTENTIAL THREAT DETECTED, REALLOCATING RESOURCES TO PRIORITIZE ELIMINATION>

"I guess I just became Sentry enemy number one." I groaned as all of its efforts refocused themselves on me. At this point the hangar door was completely open and the remaining quinjets had all scrambled to safety. From the corner of my eye, as I was forced to do some intense flying acrobatics as massively limbs tried to swat me out of the sky, I saw the SWORD team get together what looked to be a massive rail gun from out of a side chamber in the hangar.

"Finally have my heavy artillery." Brand commented as the railgun was affixed to the ground. They pointed the massive gun at the robot's center mass and as I realized it was probably a good idea to move completely out of the way, a massive limb stuck me from the side. My head exploded in pain and my vision turned white as the massive kinetic force from the blow stuck home. Another wave of pain struck me from behind as I smashed into the hangar wall, the force was so strong I had literally sunk partially into the wall. My vision quickly came back and I was amazed at just how, non-dead I was feeling. I could still think, the pain had already subsided somewhat, and my body felt ready to propel itself back into action.

The sentry brought a fist back to try and finish me off but then a massive shot rang out as the rail gun fired onto the sentry. Once again the sentry stumbled and parts of its metal casing had been ripped apart, but it looked like the shot had not managed to get full penetration. Sensing another threat the sentry quickly fired some rockets at the railgun, ending its short but semi-productive career.

"So much for the heavy artillery." I mumbled as I removed myself from the wall and prepared to attack when suddenly, the sentry just stopped moving for seemingly no reason at all. But only for a moment, as the bottom of its feet flared up with a brilliant blue as the giant machine propelled itself through the opened roof and into the sky.

Captain Mar-vell stared at it for a moment puzzled. "That's strange, there should be no reason for it to stop fighting unless." I could see realization dawn on his alien features as he noticed a small hover sled, that kind of looked like a metallic desert skiff from Star Wars, floating next to the hovering sentry. "Colonel Yon-Rogg..."

I could feel my blood boil upon hearing that name as the two of us flew up after the sentry. Soon we were floating face to face with the colonel who had a disgustingly satisfied look on his face. Seeing him again reminded me vividly of my humiliating capture and how my life had been completely changed from that moment. The Kree Colonel took a long hard look at me and laughed.

"Ha ha so is this the reason you've become a traitor to your own race Mar-vell? You've fallen for one of the aliens you were ordered to observe?" It didn't seem like he noticed who I was but no doubt he was commenting on our similar outfits. Ugh, was everyone going to assume we were an item because of how we were dressed? I mean, technically we were almost to that point, before I figured out Larson was an alien spy, but this was seriously starting to annoy me. I collected energy in one of my fists but the colonel quickly positioned himself so the sentry would shield him if I tried attacking.

"Why are you doing this Yon-Rogg! I know you hate me but what do you hope to accomplish by hijacking Sentry 459? Are you doing all this just to kill me?" Captain Mar-vell asked, trying to get information while thinking of a way to turn the situation around.

"Please Mar-vell, yes I can assure that you will die for humiliating me but there is so much more to this than just our personal squabble. You see this planet has become to chaotic and dangerous of a place, in fact I've heard that a deadly warlord already has his sights on this world as we speak. If he manages to conquer this planet his power will surely increase to a point where he could even prove a threat to the Kree Empire! I am sure you know what this means Mar-vell."

As he spoke I tried to find a way to take him out but whenever I tried to discretely fly around, the colonel shifted his own position to compensate, the alien knew how to keep himself safe. Mar-vell's face distorted into understanding, I of course had no idea what that could mean.

"No! You can't do that Yon-Rogg! You'll destroy this entire planet! What about all the effort the Kree Empire has put into this planet!?"

I turned to look at the distraught Mar-vell, my own thoughts now racing with questions. How would Yon-Rogg destroy the planet and more importantly, what did Mar-vell mean when he talked about the Kree putting so much effort into Earth? What was the Kree empire planning all this time?

"I would love to kill you myself Mar-vell but I need to escape before this planet is destroyed. But because I do want you to suffer a bit more and wallow in despair I think I'll just add a little parting bit of sport for you to enjoy. It will take a little while for Sentry 459's reactor to warm up so in the meantime I'll just send it to attack the largest settlement in the area. I know how much we military men hate putting civilians in danger." With a few clicks on his own console, the sentry turned and shot off into the desert at an incredible speed.

"A shame to lose the potential Kree military might but I'm sure the Supreme Intelligence will understand why I had to do this. Good-bye captain."

The colonel quickly sped away in the opposite direction and though I wanted to go after him I knew that there was a much more pressing matter.

"Ok Mar-vell, speak to me here. How is he going to destroy Earth?"

"I'm sorry Carol, for everything." Mar-vell sounded defeated as she started sadly at me. At that look, all of my frustrations boiled over and without a second thought, I slapped him in the face.

"Damn it Mar-vell! This is mostly your fault! Now you're going to tell me how to fix this before my world is destroyed by your empire!" I knew my words weren't completely fair but he had a lot of explaining to do and I was royally pissed after everything that was going on and what I had been reminded of.

"It's impossible, there is no way to stop it in time! Look, Colonel Yon-Rogg has set Sentry 459 to overload, its reactor core will keep creating energy until it overloads its entire system, making the reactor core transform into a giant nega-bomb. Once it reaches critical mass there will be no stopping the explosion which will completely devastate the Earth."

"Maybe it is Mar-vell but I am not going to stop trying until the last moment. Also I think I may need to save Las Vegas from being utterly destroyed in the meantime if my pilot senses are correct. Either come with me and try to stop it or go after Colonel Yon-Rogg, but if you are truly sorry then I expect you to help me save my world."

I pushed him away, glared at where the sentry had disappeared to and started to give chase as quickly as I could. "I can't believe my first mission as Ms Marvel is going to be saving the world. No pressure Carol, no pressure, only all of mankind is counting on you right now. Still, it feels a little easier than facing Larson right now..."

The Infinite Railroad

@Lotrix Molick Well I never did set a limit, so potentially. Anyway, little busy this week, so probably won't see much happening until at least this weekend.

Ultimate One Universe: Season Two

What creator or piece of media directly influences your stories and characterizations for this game?

Huh well, I have a few random Captain Marvel comics from when she still had good hair, but of course I'm going to Ms Marvel not Captain Marvel. So really only some major ideas from Avengers: Earth's mightest heroes, which is the only good cartoon version of her I've found. Then I literally just scrouge wiki pages and stuff for characters and villains I can use, then just write how I think it should go.

All I can say is right now, I am 100% certain my story will be oodles more entertaining that whatever plot they come up in the upcoming Captain Marvel movie. I don't have much confidence in that movie after they made a big stink about her being a female superhero. I mean, it'll probably be ok but...I can write better. XD

Ultimate One Universe: Season Two

Carol Danvers Is

S.W.O.R.D Nevada Base/Corridor heading to Interrogation

Two fairly fresh looking SWORD agents were strolling down corridor, which had been made to look like it was constructed out of old brickwork. The corridor of course was state of the art just like everything else in the facility but that didn't mean it had to look like the agency had no taste. It added a nice bit of a rustic look that seemed a bit more homely than many of the other more stark and spartan, no frills metallic looking facilities.

A larger looking agent with black hair and quite a bit of muscle on him and a younger and slimmer blond walked as they talked about various things of interest. When two low level agents were together with no superiors around they usually had quite a bit to say.

The slimmer blonde started first.

"I've heard we're getting a Christmas present this year, heard anything about that?" The larger agent scratched his chin as he tried to remember.

"Heard it was some kind of update to our uniforms to distinguish us easier from the normal SHIELD agents. At the moment all that really separates us from them is location and our little SWORD emblems." He palmed the emblem on his chest and traced the outline for a moment. The emblem had a circle, with some that looked kind of like a dagger starting near the bottom them pointing up through the top of the ring; it did kind of look like a sword with the outline of perhaps a planet behind it.

"An update? So like some new equipment woven into it?"

"Heh I wish, we don't get that many new toys since most of our budget is going into that space base while the rest of the toys still go to SHIELD first. I think it was just a color change, from black to dark green."

"Dark green? Well guess I know who came up with that idea." The blond chuckled as his green haired superior flashed through his mind for a moment.

"Heh, I guess that's true, heard that she might be up for a promotion soon, could even be the next head of SWORD! Ya know, what I wouldn't give for some one-on-one time with that lady, if ya know what I mean." The larger agent winked and nudged his comrade with an elbow, who couldn't help but cringe a bit.

"She's your type Bartholomew? Eh, can't see what's so good about her, she seems way to cold and pure business for me. Plus all that green is just...like she's a plant or something, kind of weirds me out!"

"Bah, you just have no taste in women, she's got a heart of fire that one! I bet your type is those girly girls who love baking and dressing up and stuff. You're a bloody agent! Have a sense of adventure. Meh looks like we're here." They stopped their conversation as they stepped into a side room with a glass window where one of the agents was interrogating a man that was caught on the premises. There were two other agents standing outside of the windowed room on guard. They nodded as the two went in and left their posts to the two new arrivals.

The blonde agent tried to get a good look at the man inside, he was fairly average looking, with brown hair, a white blazer, shirt, light brown trousers, brown belt and shoes. It was certainly odd how such a man could have found the facility. "Wish I could hear what they were saying, this is the most action I've seen in a while."

"Believe me, its better when there is no action. This alien tech can be downright terrifying!"

S.W.O.R.D Nevada Base/Interrogation Room

Walter Larson had been caught sneaking onto the premises and taken into custody. He had tracked the trace negative particles from the Sentry's power core to this location but even his tracker could not effectively pinpoint a location inside the facility. This lead to a problem, either he had to sneak his way through the entire base and hope he could find the Sentry and get it away in time, or he could try to get the humans to lead him there so he could fix things. He knew even if he managed to find it on his own he would have had no choice but to reveal his true identity in the process and probably become SWORD's most wanted criminal, so a gamble on humanity was his choice.

Walter Larson had given himself up and was currently being interrogated. A hardened looking agent stared down at Larson from across the desk where he was currently handcuffed.

"So tell me again Mr. Larson, how did you find this facility?"

"I told you, I've been following the path of negative particles. I was present during the Kree attack a short time ago and I've been researching them ever since. Following that explosion I was able to isolate an unknown particle and noticed there was another source on earth but by the time I found it SWORD had already taken it away." This was of course completely bogus, another at the explosion site was completely different from the very special reactor Sentry 459 had but as humanity had very little information on them and they could verify that he had in fact been on staff at the location, there was a sense of validity to his story.

"I tracked it to here and I believe the device to be very dangerous, please you need to let me help you take care of it before something happens!" The agent glared, obviously not buying his baloney for a second.

"Sure, because a giant hunk of metal is so dangerous, and how would you know that Mr. Larson? Do you have evidence this particle is dangerous? How did you managed to get here undetected? Where is your ride? You sir, are one of the most suspicious people I have eve seen! I'm going to call my superiors to see what we should do with you." The agent reach for a phone hanging on the side of the desk and brought it up to his ear, all while keeping an eye on his captive.

Larson groaned, he knew it wasn't going to be easy but there had to be a way to get to the Sentry. "Look I know I'm sketchy but I'm sure you need every available resource to figure this thing out, as one of the few people who had directly interacted with this technology I have experience you severely lack."

The agent ignored him and made the call.

S.W.O.R.D Nevada Base/Underground Hangar

I looked at the large object, this Sentry 459. It was huge to be sure but there was nothing really too it other than the designation number. Even after reading the text I still had no clue what it actually was.

"So anything you can tell me other than its name?" Agent Brand asked as she stopped over beside me, her heels clicking on the floor causing a bit of an echo in the mostly empty hangar.

I shook my head. "Afraid not, maybe if I examine it a bit more but its not like I can just pick out the information in my head, it just kind of flows into me at random when I interact with anything Kree."

Brand raised a green eyebrow in irritation. "I've had agents crawling all over this thing, even tried to crack it open with diamond tipped-drills but the diamonds lost their edge before making a dent. I'm hoping that you get a sudden bout of inspiration or else we might just have to blow our way through it's shell just to get an idea what we're dealing with." As soon as she finished beep sounded and Abigail put a hand up to her ear where I guess was a hidden earpiece. I couldn't hear what was being said on the other end but I could see Brand was interested in whatever it was.

"So Ms. Marvel, I've gotten word that a Walter Larson has been found trying to locate our little package here."

My stomach dropped, I had a very uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomach. Walter was here? What was he doing here and how was he connected to the Sentry? I hadn't seen him in months and how he just suddenly pops back up, once again involved in something I had been roped into.

"If I remember correctly he was present during your abduction though he disappeared off the radar for quite a while. Now he shows up here? Obviously he knows quite a bit more about what's going on and I have a feeling you do too. I heard that you two were fairly close." I could feel Agent Brand's cold gaze dig right into my soul, it was a good thing I had military experience or I might have wilted under her mere presence. Still, it was impossible to get rid of the weird feelings swirling around in my stomach. The thought of perhaps meeting him again after so long was both enticing, and terrifying? What was I going to say? How was I going to react to the man who had been such a close part of my life but who was actually an enemy agent? Would I yell? Punch him? Cry? I really had no idea but I did know he would once again be the key to this recent dilemma.

"Listen, Agent Brand, I know you can't trust him, heck even I don't really trust him these days, but I think we may need to take a chance on him."

"So you're saying we should bring him down to have a look?" Brand sounded like she disapproved but I continued on anyway.

"Look, keep him under tight security, but he did help save my life back then, so let's give him a chance." Frankly I couldn't believe what was coming out of my mouth! Give him a chance after everything that happened? I desperately didn't want to give him another chance, I even wanted to hate him, but I just couldn't. My gut was telling me, despite my wishes, that he could be trusted to help out.

Brand stared at me hard, but seeing my mind was made up decided to relent and called for the boys upstairs to send Larson down under guard. The die had been cast while the knots in my stomach grew ever tighter as I turned back to the Sentry and put a hand on the smooth surface. Without warning a blue light appeared around my hand and a part of the object transformed in front of my eyes to reveal what appeared to be computer panel and green symbols appeared on the screen.

"Well that's new, it never reacted to any of us, must be that Kree DNA of yours coming through again." Brand quickly started to study the panel and asked me the obvious question, "What does it say."

As soon as the symbols made sense to me the blood started to drain out of my face as I realized I had really screwed up. "Well...it says Unknown Kree access attempted, provide security code or defensive measures will be engaged."

Brand cursed and activated her earpiece again. "Control, activate emergency measures SWORD Delta, things are about to get hot down here." She clicked it off then asked me a question I could tell she already knew the answer too. "I don't suppose you have a clue what that security code is?"

I just shook my head and watched as a countdown timer appeared on the panel while alarms sounded in the facility and the area was soon flooding with activity as agents scrambled to their posts and readied their weapons.

"Get the heavy equipment down here, we're going to need some serious firepower if this thing turns hostile!"

I stared down the Sentry's control panel but other than knowing what was on the screen as well as the buttons, no other useful information was coming, probably the only chance we had to prevent a disaster was Larson, but from the countdown timer of 2 minutes 38 seconds, I doubted he could make it in time. I was probably going to see first hand just what this Sentry 459 could do and I doubted it was going to be fun.

"My day certainly just took a turn for the worse, and I'm not even home!"