Jones Sparrow

Spider-Man: Childhood Friends (Jones Sparrow and EasilyAmused)

Peter was hypnotized. The way she talked after his question was much more playful, the way she moved, everything! Then she showed her lips, and he knew that those belonged to Lexi Rogers, and how he craved those lips! "Well, I'm pretty sure I have the number... and as for the dates changing, I think this is definitely the first time a man with spider powers has flirted with a woman with cat powers..." He trailed off, feeling her finger on his mask. He lifted his chin so that her finger pulled the bottom of his mask up. "Oh, they do... My hero deserve a lot of rewards..." he used his free hand to lift up the rest of his mask, and leaned up a bit to envelope his lips with hers. Yes. This was definitely his Lexi... "Wait... How did you get....?" He trailed off, getting lost in her lips. He wanted to know how she got these powers, but he wasn't complaining...

Captain America and Agent 13 (Jones Sparrow and EasilyAmused)

She was attractive to say the very least. Her blonde hair up, glasses... and those eyes.... A familiar look in them. He gave a shrug and embarrassed laugh. "yeah... dumb question...." He said with a smirk. "Really? I'm just next door." He said, as evidence showing him his set of apartment keys. When she said he could help her, he gave a nod. He was always happy to help. He walked down the stairs, and let her tell the guys that they can finish it off. He took both of the boxes, lifting them with ease. Then she asked about his name. "Steve Rogers." The blonde haired man said, giving a glance at her then focusing on climbing the stairs. He didn't know how she would react to the news. Most people asked for a picture, or autograph... He couldn't blame them. He did that a lot way back when...

"And yours?" He asked quickly, letting her take the lead to her new apartment.

Spider-Man: Childhood Friends (Jones Sparrow and EasilyAmused)

As she talked Peter felt more and more comfortable with her... Why was this? He just met the woman! She was holding him hostage! well... not really hostage, but he wasn't stopping her! Why?! The only time he felt like this was when he was with....

"Desserts.... Ah man, anything butterscotch..." He said with a shrug. Anyone who knew Peter Parker, though, is that he absolutely hated the taste of butterscotch. "But a close second has got to be.... cupcakes." He said, a smile hidden underneath his mask. "Now I think its my turn..... May I please see your lips?" he asked as if it was normal... He would know if its Lexi by her lips... It had to be her, right? But how? The more he thought about it, the more he could tell its her voice and her body... but what about the powers? The gadgets?

Captain America and Agent 13 (Jones Sparrow and EasilyAmused)

Steve wore a dark brown leather jacket, with a blue t-shirt, jeans, and some boots. He tossed his keys up and down as he climbed up the stairs. He wondered who was moving in. He wasn't really social. Sure, he goes on missions with Tony, and Natashia, and all that... but they weren't considered friends... But someone he did get along with was a man named Sam Wilson. A pilot veteran who now counsels fellow veterans. He was deep in thought until he heard a scream right above him. A woman with a box tripped and fell. Steve dropped his keys and caught the woman, he stepped back a bit to make sure they both didn't fall. "I got ya." He said, pushing her up gently so she can get her balance again. "You alright? need help carrying something?" He asked her. Steve picked up his keys, and looked up to look at the blonde haired woman. It was natural for him to help anyone... "You ah.... You moving in?" he asked. Of course she was!

Steve was literally a perfect human, but he had difficulty talking to women still. he was still that kid from Brooklyn.

Spider-Man: Childhood Friends (Jones Sparrow and EasilyAmused)

Peter wasn't expecting that. he wasn't expecting to be countered, to have her legs wrapped around his waist, and for her to ask him the questions! But this felt comfortable, flirty, and familiar... No, it wasn't, don't be stupid! When asked his favorite color, he thought about his options. He could easily get out. He's fought Venom, the Goblin, and hundreds of criminals... But she showed no threat. she was playing a game. Why not play this little question game. He tried to squeeze out of her legs though. He didn't want some photographer taking a picture of this woman on top of him, and Lexi seeing it the next morning. He very much enjoyed his girlfriend, and didnt' want to lose her any time soon.

"I'm a fan of the blue and red combo. But not purple." he said casually, giving up on trying to get away from her. "My question now. Besides the whip wrists thingies, which are cool I might add, and your ability to pur, what other little tricks to you have?" he asked, tilting his head, eyeing the mysterious woman behind the mask.

Captain America and Agent 13 (Jones Sparrow and EasilyAmused)

"Damn this place is freezing! You got a light?"

Two men were stationed on top of a wintery mountain in the Alps. Anyone would see two mountain climbers, but in reality, they were just above the entrance to a mountain based that is said to once belong to Doctor Johann Schmidt, the former leader of Hydra. A bitter chill blew on the two, them shuddering in their winter gear. They both held assault guns, staring at the rather beautiful sight. One man puffed out a cloud of smoke from his lighted cigarette. "Don't know why we even guard this place... No one's going to ever find it! this hasn't been used since World War II!"

As the two talked rather loudly, a man in a red white and blue uniform silently climbed the mountain towards them. It was rather easy for him, even with the rather heavy shield strapped to his back. He didn't mind the heights, and it didn't tire him out, what he was nervous about was slipping. For Captain Steve Rogers' recon mission, he couldn't wear a harness without being loud. Yes, he just scaled a mountain without any gear.

As he climbed a few more yards until the top, a rock gave way under his hand. He silently widened his eyes as he caught himself, holding his body with one hand, dangling, not daring to move and give away his position. the two men stopped talking. they obviously heard something. Steve slowly used his free hand to pull out a pistol from his side holster, ready for a fire fight, even if he was hanging off the side of a very tall mountain.

He heard the crunching of snow underneath some boots, slowly moving towards the edge. Steve slowly started to climb again, until he was right at the edge. He then saw a pair of legs, stopping cautiously at the edge as well. Steve in a flash grabbed the man's leg, and pulled him off the cliff, his screaming echoing off the mountains. Captain America leapt up, firing a couple rounds at the other guy before rolling on his shoulder, and grabbing his shield in a fluid motion. Bullets hit the iconic shield, but falling at Steve's feet. He took off the shield, and swung it at the man. It hit him hard in the chest, and flew right back at Steve. he caught it, and put it back on his arm, the unconscious man lying in the snow.

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Steve landed on the metal floor, the hatch to the cold mountain letting a bit of snow in. The door didn't stand a chance against Cap's shield. "I'm in." Rogers quietly spoke in the comms system in his wrist. The Cap looked as patriotic as ever. Blue armor with red and white stripes on his waist, and a white star in the center. He had his iconic red white and blue shield on his left hand, and a pistol in his right. His piercing blue eyes looked around. It seemed clear for now. But from the information Fury gave him earlier, he knew it wasn't.

Steve ran silently, and quickly. He saw a man walking down the hall the same way he was. Cap leapt up and hit the back of his head hard with the shield, not breaking the momentum as the body toppled over. he saw two others as well. He threw the shield at a man walking over to him, jump kicked a man in the chest, and grabbed the shield as it ricocheted off the wall. He memorized the blueprints of the base. Not only from the S.H.I.E.L.D. data base, but also because 70 years ago, he was in this very base.

"Peggy..."
"I'm here...."
"I'm gonna need a rain check on that dance."

As Steve kept running in and knocking out soldiers, he knew he was getting closer. He was being sent in to receive lost information about the origins of S.H.I.E.L.D... It was so much different now... The place clearly wasn't used in years. It was like it was out of time. just like him.

"All right. A week next Saturday at The Stork Club."
"You've got it."
"Eight o'clock on the dot. Don't you dare be late. Understood?"

Steve turned the corner, and dove away in surprise that five men walked towards him. They now knew he was here. Cap from around the corner threw his shield, knowing the exact angle where the shield needed to hit the wall to hit at least one of the men. As the shield went flying Steve fired off a few shots, hitting two of them, one being hit by the shield, and the other one still firing. His shield landed on the floor a few feet away. Steve dove for it, grabbing it, and in a roll used it to block the oncoming bullets, He inched closer until he was in front of him, swung the shield to smack the gun away, and used his free hand to pistol whip him. He also took out the groaning body that got hit with the shield first.

He opened the door to a now modernized version of what it used to be. Steve put the shield back on his back, and walked over to a console. He wasn't yet tech savvy, but the tech guys back home said he only had to insert the thumb drive. he plugged it in, and watched the screen auto fill everything for him.

"You know, I still don't know how to dance."
"I'll show you how. Just be there."
"We'll have the band play something slow....I'd hate to step on your..."

The sudden flash of being back on the aircraft carrier appeared in his head. How the only way to save thousands of lives was to sacrifice himself. To leave everything behind so that the world can live without the fear of Hydra or the Nazis any longer... He then thought of his very first kiss. On the back of a moving truck chasing after the same air craft carrier... To anyone it would sound badass, and heroic... But it was one of the hardest things he's ever done... But he wasn't going to say he regretted it. he did what was right.

The data was uploaded. he snapped back to reality when he heard shouts coming from the hall. Steve grabbed the hard drive, and ran out of the door. "There he is! Shoot the bastard!" Steve ran the opposite way, the bullets hitting the shield as he desperately ran. Although he was a super soldier, bullets still hurt very much.

He made his way to the main room, where a large window showed the Alps mountain range. It wasn't ideal, but it was his only choice. Steve took off the shield from his back, and held it in front of them. Then he dove out the window.

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"Here's the thumb drive."

Steve Rogers stood in military fashion in front of Nick Fury's desk. Steve was covered in dirt and pine needles from the mountain, and his face covered in small cuts. Nick stared at him, and nodded. "Good work... A lot of important stuff on this drive..." He said, eying Steve. He knew he had something on his mind. "Got something to tell me? Or we gonna have a staring contest?"

"I was just wondering if..."

"Ooooh... I understand... I'm sorry, Steve. This isn't for your eyes... high ranks only... But in a few days this might slip in to the databases for Level 6 access...." Nick said slyly. He knew he wanted to know if Peggy Carter was mentioned in the files he obtained. He couldn't blame the guy. "Why don't you take a day off? You have been working hard for a while now."

Steve slowly shook his head. "You're right. I still got a list of things I missed in the past seven decades to catch up on..." He said half jokingly. he still had to watch Episode VI of Star Wars, as well as the "Fuck" era of the 1970's. "You're dismissed until we need you again, Cap. Good work."

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Steve Rogers pulled up to his Brooklyn apartment complex on his classic style Motorcycle . As he climbed off, he noticed a moving truck parked out... He wondered if he got a new neighbor. The apartment next to his has been empty for a couple of months, ever since he started living there actually... he figured it wasn't just a coincidence.

He climbed the front steps, stepping out of the way of a couple movers, giving a smile and nod as they stared at him awe struck.

Captain America and Agent 13 (Jones Sparrow and EasilyAmused)

It has been months since the Battle of New York. The city has finally gotten back to "normal", and people with talents are now being praised. The Avengers are the biggest celebrities to date. While people like Tony Stark embrace this popularity, Captain Steve Rogers still feels out of place. He has been frozen to a time where the morals and beliefs that he once had are completely different. He doesn't know who he can trust. He is haunted by the fact that he left the War without ending it, that his soldiers were doing a job meant for him, and that he left Peggy Carter, the only woman he loved. She was one of the founders of S.H.I.E.L.D. and tried to finish Captain America's fight against Hydra long after he was gone.

Little does he know that Agent Peggy Carter's niece is now a notorious S.H.I.E.L.D. Agent, going by Agent 13, but Sharon Carter to Nick Fury. She has been put in charge of keeping an eye on Steve Rogers to make sure he is handling life well in the new world... But when trouble arises, she has to give up her cover so she can get Cap's help. After working together for a while, Steve finally realizes who she is, and after that, they have feelings for each other. But will the life of a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent guarantee that they will be safe?



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Name: Steven Grant Rogers

AKA: Captain America

Age: 92, but appears to be 22

Appearance:

Uniform

Steve Rogers

Bio: I was born on July 4, 1920 in Brooklyn. My mom and dad were Irish Immigrants. My dad died when I was a child, and my mom died when I was about 14. I was a weak kid that had about all the diseases you could possibly have. But that didn't stop me from standing up to people.... or get beat to a pulp. During one of these times, a man named James Buchanan Barnes saved my life, and beat up some bullies. We became friends for life that day... We made it through the depression, Bucky and I watching out for each other. Then the war came in. I felt like it was my duty to join, to help fight for our country. I tried many times to enlist, with many names and aliases... None of them worked. Until one day I was confronted by a Doctor Abraham Erskine. He knew I tried many times to enlist, and so he gave me a chance to see if I had what it takes... So, I went to boot camp, where I first met Peggy Carter. She wasn't like many people. She let their actions do the talking, and not their physical appearances... I wasn't the strongest. I wasn't the fastest. but I never gave up the whole time. Even there I was bullied. But I never once thought of giving up.

I showed a pure heart. While others ran for cover when a live grenade was thrown in the base, I jumped on top of it. It was a dud, but it showed Erskine that I was chosen for his experiment. The night before the experiment, I was told to stay who I am. Not a good soldier, but a good man. Operation Rebirth was a go. I was strapped in, and with the help of tony Stark's father, I took in the serum. It was a pain I've never felt before, but I fought it. I came out as the perfect human being, both physically and mentally. a lot of people were impressed, but the celebrations were short lived. An assassin killed Doctor Erskine, and before I could find out why, he killed himself. I was the first and only Super soldier in existence. instead of going out in to the front lines, the government thought I would be more use as propaganda, selling war bonds across the nation.

Everyone loved me. I was the icon of America, but I longed to help actually fight. It wasn't fair that good men and women died for our cause. I toured over to Europe to give a show to a bunch of soldiers, but I got boo'ed off. I felt like I wasn't living to my potential. That I should be out there more than willing to risk my life as well... Then I found out that a group of ally soldiers went missing behind enemy lines. One of those soldiers was Bucky Barnes. Howard Stark and Peggy Carter helped me fly over without government permission to help save them. We would all be in trouble, but I didn't care. I needed to save them. I snuck in with a metal shield, a pistol, and a prop helmet. I successfully saved Bucky and other allies, but not before seeing a man named Johann Shmidt. He was the first test of a super soldier, but it went horribly wrong. He was the leader of Hydra, code named Red Skull. We all escaped, and I became more than a propaganda icon to everyone. I fought with a team of trusted men called the Howling Commandos, and together we took out important enemy bases. I got a new uniform, and my signature shield. I got respect from everyone, and I was America's hunk as well. But the only woman that I was interested in was Peggy.

During a mission, I lost my best friend. He fell off a train heading to the main Hydra base. I was devastated, but had to keep fighting. We then found out that Shmidt was planning on annihilating whole cities around the world with ancient alien technology known as the Cosmic Cube (The Teseract known in Thor's world). Its main target was my hometown, New York. I infiltrated the base with the help of Peggy, and the Commandos, and I followed Red Skull all the way to the air ship. He was sucked in tot eh Cube, and no way to stop the air craft. Leaving my friends behind to stop the weapon, I crashed the airship in the middle of the arctic ocean.

I woke up 70 years later in a modern day New York. Everything I knew changed. We won the war, but I felt bad that I wasn't there to help finish the fight. Morals were different, technology, and a million other things. Although I was a living legend, I was also a man out of time. I had time to recuperate. S.H.I.E.L.D. taking me in. the only reason I was in it was because I knew that Peggy helped found it... Then the world needed us. A man with an iron suit, a rage monster, and a god. We didn't get along at all. I had the most trouble from Howard's son, Tony. But we finally got our act together. It took my master of tactics, tony's technology, Thor's hammer, and Doctor Banner's other self to take out an alien army. I became the undeclared leader that day, and like I did 70 years ago, I proved that I wasn't just an old soldier.

Now I work for S.H.I.E.L.D. whenever they need me. Its the only thing I can think of doing. Fighting the bullies of the world. I got a nice bike, apartment, and the meals are much better these days... Although I do think about everything I lost. Especially Agent Peggy Carter.

Personality: extremely brave and courageous, always protecting the weak, freedom, and justice. Always tries to see the good in people, but is also very torn on whats good and bad in this time. Fears that he won't live up to people's expectations of the "living legend", and that his ideals and beliefs are outdated. Will do anything for his friends and loved ones, especially the American people.

Weapons/skills: Master martial artist, adamantium shield, photographic memory, peak of physical and mental states, acrobatic, a master tactician. Knows how to speak German, Russian, Spanish, Japanese, and some Italian. immune to being drunk, poisoned, and many gases. Very strong willed. Dense bones and muscle, and a fast healing factor

Other: Loves Apple Pie, and a skilled artist

Spider-Man: Childhood Friends (Jones Sparrow and EasilyAmused)

There were a couple reasons why he didn't like to team up. He felt like he was too fast for others who didn't have the ability to swing around, although he knew that she had no problem with that. Another reason was that he wasn't going to spend the night crime fighting with what a flirtatious and rather attractive women when he had the girl of his dreams when he wasn't dawning the suit. And most importantly, he knew that whenever people were around him seemed to get killed, or injured. His Uncle, his girlfriend, his friend... People put a lot of trust in to Peter and Spider-Man. It was nothing personal to her, but if she died while fighting when she trusted him he wouldn't forgive himself.

But then he started to smirk when she talked about that girl in school, and although he was curious, that was it. She could flirt all she wanted, but Peter wasn't going to be stupid and lose the greatest person in his life. Then she jumped off the building. He laughed a bit and shook his head. "Lady, I've been the New York swinging champ for a year now." he said, running then jumping off the building, swimming after her. it didn't take long for him to catch up, and then for her to go faster.

Peter decided to use an alternate route to try and find her. He swung around a building, landing on top of it, and diving off. He guessed where she would be, or where he would be if he were swinging around. He knew this city better than anyone. And she was right where he expected. She thought she lost him, but Spider-Man had her in his sights. He strung a few webs to a water tower, and a flag pole, still holding them, he started to pull back, then he let go like a sling shot. Before she could realize what was happening, Spider-Man tackled her to the ground. They tumbled a bit, but at the end Peter Parker was on top of Catwoman, who was his girlfriend, but he had no idea.

His hands were on top of her small wrists. His masked head tilted a bit as he stared at hers. "Finally pinned down that girl at school." He referenced to her comment before the chase. "So what do I get for winning the game?" He asked, expecting her to keep to her word that she'll tell him everything he needed to know.

Outlaws to the End

IC is up! I took very little control of your character, Wolf hahaha. It was small things, hope you don't mind.

Outlaws to the End

"You boys ever visit these parts before?"

"No Sir, our first time here."

"Well, Drysprings has that ugly beauty to it, ya know? Everythin's dead for miles, but it has this sort o' peace. Doesn' help that the Prowlers are getting fiercer."

A dusty wooden wagon made its way down a dirt road. The deep blue sky had no cloud, the sun beat down, and over the horses' footsteps and the carriage wheels moving, you could hear a falcon screech, and rattlesnakes hissing. The man steering the wagon was a middle aged man with a stained white shirt and jeans. His dusty hat fit the attire, and so did his yellow teeth. But he was a friendly man who meant no harm.

In the coach were two men. One wore a dusty worn out suit, with an ammo belt around his torso. A handkerchief was wrapped around his neck as well, and a gold necklace was tucked behind his stained collared shirt. His black suit jacket was dusty and worn as well as his matching pants. On his sides were two silver revolvers in well condition, and as the older man talked, the man's dark green eyes under his dusty old hat examined his tomahawk. "Heard they killed off some of their high ranks. Now you gotta be a messed up son' bitch to do that..." The man said. The man with the tomahawk, Raymond Chase, looked up, giving a fake laugh of disbelief.

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"Come on! Here, Dwayne! Dakota! Take some of this shit!"
BANG
"They're here! Shit, get some guys blocking us, we need to go!:

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"Is that so?" They became sort of a myth back in the cities. No one really thinks any of them." Raymond Chase said, looking outside now, seeing a town coming closer and closer to them.

"Oh they're real and deadly alright, a lot of cold blooded killers they are. They seem to stay away from this town though, not sure why. Maybe its the sheriff here."
At that comment Raymond glanced over at his long friend, Dakota Hendricks, giving a grin as if saying "Yeeeaaaahhh, that's the reason..."

Raymond sat back and listened to the man ramble on and on about the stories of the legendary gang. Raymond and Dakota knew the stories well, and for the most part, they were the truth.

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"We got the cash in? Good, lets get the fuck out of here-- AGH!"

"What the--?!"

Raymond chase and Dakota Hendricks hit the dirt road, blood slowly dripping down them in the chest, both breathing heavily as the larger and crazier looking man stood over them. "Sorry, Ray... Nothing personal.... consider this your retirement."

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"We're here! Welcome to Drysprings!"

Raymond opened the door and stepped out. He glanced around as he placed his tomahawk on his belt. It was a rather large settlement. Mercantiles, gun shops, a barber, tailors, a sheriff's office, and the largest place a classic style saloon. There were also cabins, ranches, and a mansion leading off the main road. Drysprings wasn't a bad looking town... but it was filled with criminals though. But Raymond and Dakota didn't care. This was the ideal spot to start for their revenge against Dwayne Robins.

"Thank you, Sir. It was much appreciated." Raymond said, handing him his payment, plus extra. Ray knew he was a notorious outlaw, but he was trying to change that a bit to the innocent. It won't stop him from going to hell, but it makes him feel a bit better. "No problem, Mister. Hope you find what you're looking for out here in Nevada." The man rode off, leaving Raymond and Dakota in the middle of the dirt road.