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Paradise Falls - (Inspired by Divergent & X-Men)

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Paradise Falls - (Inspired by Divergent & X-Men)

Consider me interested! :) Have a few ideas in mind!

Young Avengers

Are Re-imaginings allowed? Or do we have to stick with Canon characters?

@mattmanganon

3 – You're welcome to remold the canon heroes however you please within reason. Mainly you need to keep the spirit of the character in tact through any changes.

This is what it said back in the interest check! :)

X-Men Noire: A Nation Reborn

So, like Mr. Immortal... but lamer.

@Wicked Sweet

Had no idea about this guy! But yeah I guess you're right! Was actually basing his immortality on that of Nathan from Misfits if you've ever seen that! You're right about the lame bit though! Kind of wanted him to have a decent/amazing ability, yet still be useless!

X-Men Noire: A Nation Reborn

What would you say about a weedy little guy (think pre-serum Steve Rogers) who had the abilities to essentially play dead; with him being able to stop his heart, only to wake up five minutes later? Or even going further and having immortality in general, with him getting "killed" every mission because he's useless?

Young Avengers

I was under the impression from the fact that Franklin and Valeria haven't been back long that the team is a new thing and not months old...

@Sep

Oh I thought Franklin + Valeria weren't part of the team? As that's why they've gotten Quire to come help them track the group down?

Young Avengers

Quentin opened his mouth to apologize, only to close it straight away and step into the elevator in silence. He decided it would be best to just not say anything on the matter after the last time he had apologized to someone. That someone had actually been the multitude of his classmates back at the Jean Grey School. It had been just after the incident with Mastermind; where his so-called inversion had taken place. After clearing things up with the faculty and finally seen the light as some may say, Quentin had decided that it was time to say sorry for all the anguish he had caused over the past few years. While he hadn't expected a series of hugs or pleas of forgiveness, he at least expected them to understand. Instead no one took him seriously, laughing at his attempts, claiming them to be all part of some mischievous scheme. It hadn't been until after a few weeks of peace and quiet that they started to believe him. Hence why now Quire kept his trap shut, as who'd believe him?

He perked up though at the comment Valeria made about needing him to help find someone. He thought back to everything he knew about these Fantastic-Kids and anything that could link him or the X-men to them. That's when the face-palm thought came in. They needed a telepath. However that only led to more questions.

"If you needed someone with telepathic abilities then why go for me?" He questioned, peering around the brightly lit elevator. "I'm pretty sure the likes of Rachel Grey and Psylocke could read minds the last time I checked! Unless this is something you don't really wish people to know you're up to?" He thought aloud. "You know that I've gone straight right? Thought it'll be best for me to put off partaking in my share of illegal activities for the time being!"

Young Avengers

I'll get a post up tomorrow! Apologies for the wait!

Young Avengers

question is everyone meeting at the baxter building or the restaurant? Does everyone know each other?

@Justice200

The young avengers are meeting at the restaurant and they're already a team I believe! The Richard Kids + Spidey + Quire are meeting privately before encountering the YA

Young Avengers

Ever since he had recieved that phone call, Quentin Quire had been thinking long and hard on what to do. Well, he had actually been thinking for a mere couple of seconds, although that was still a long time considering how fast thoughts usually flew through his head. What really struck him was why the two had come looking for him. They had spoken over the phone about desperately needing a telepath, although surely they wouldn't have picked him? Especially after everything that had happened during his time at the Jean Grey School, as his name had even been trending on twitter not so long ago after another failed attempt at a school wide riot. Regardless he had ended up phoning the two fellow teenagers back and now he was here, headphones in, music blaring and strolling through New York City.

His travels to and through the big city had given Quentin some time to think about things. About how maybe Wheel's hadn't been totally wrong about his views on mutant and human relationships. Chuck's beliefs on such a matter had shaped who Quentin had become over the years but in these last few months everything had changed. He had changed. Changed for the better he believed, with Quire even considered high fiving Mastermind the next time that he saw him for giving him such a solid. Although he noted for a fact that not everything was different. Walking through the streets of Manhattan, the mutant constantly found himself flicking through the minds of everyone around him, learning their names, lives and secrets. It was a filthy habit he had come to pick up, now that he thought about it. This was something the old Quentin would do. Hell, at least he knew it was wrong. That was a start.

Finding himself on 42nd street, the pink haired teenager spotted his destination ahead of him; the Baxter Building. Home of the all so fabulous Fantastic Four, Quentin Quire had often dreamed of this place burning to the ground, along with the Avengers tower and even the run down mansion those guys had also owned. Why did every team feel the need to live and operate in some fancy-ass estate. Chuck had an excuse, he was British!

The mutant punk approached cautiously as he had been instructed to do on the phone. Apparently this was a "kids only" event. No pompous super's. Just how Quire liked it. Running his hand through his mohawk, he made his way inside, quickly wiping the doorman's mind of his appearance as he passed him. Heading towards what appeared to be the central elevator, he reached towards the button only to find the door slide open to reveal his contact.

Valeria Richards was short and blond in appearance with calculating blue eyes, which Quentin found quite intimidating for age. He didn't need to have telepathy to know that she'd been through a lot, although in this case such powers could be useful. Besides, simply reading her mind would speed up things a lot! Delving in, he stopped after a few seconds and furrowed his brow.

"Nice place you have here, Miss Richards" Quentin Quire began, forcing a smile. "Any particular reason I can't see inside y' noggin'?."