Sam put his arms gently around Jennifer. "Take it easy, everything is allright." He whispered to her with his calmest voice. "You know, I got to admit something." He came really close to her ear, and whispered as soft as he could without being unable to be heared anymore: "I knew all along your suit was made with stolen tech. I just didn't tell you because it doesn't matter. You're part of the team now, and if Fury didn't want you on it, he wouldn't have invited you here in the first place. And don't worry about it, if I knew about it the moment I saw you, then I am sure Fury also knows about it. Yet you are still here, so he doesn't care either about how you got it." He whaited for him to look at her. "It matters about how you use it." He looked deep into her beautiful purple eyes. "And remember, someone doesn't choose to be a hero, faith makes the person one."
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I'm on the 10th day of looking for an RP where I can drop my new superhero OC idea. Hate dry spells.
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Returning for the first time in about 2 years. This is going to be interesting...
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Death Note RP in a nutshell: A person got a notebook filled with power. That person's name was <insert character name here>, and- *character drops dead for writing their own name*
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When RPGuild goes down for a few minutes and you are thinking "Is this the end?" and you cling on to hope it will come back up.
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Do people hold a neverending grudge against you if you take the last cookie?
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I will respond soon, just bussy with other RP's as well.
Name: Sam Spark
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Nationality: Dutch (from The Netherlands)
Appearance:
Biography: Sam's parents were smiths, and pretty good ones. He came with his parents to Salem a few years ago. His parents died not long ago because they were attacked by a bear. He now lives as the new blacksmith of the town and what most people notice when they enter the shop is the rug made of a bear on the floor.
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Nationality: Dutch (from The Netherlands)
Appearance:
Biography: Sam's parents were smiths, and pretty good ones. He came with his parents to Salem a few years ago. His parents died not long ago because they were attacked by a bear. He now lives as the new blacksmith of the town and what most people notice when they enter the shop is the rug made of a bear on the floor.
Some of the characters ain't showing up :(
Seems like we need an alternate universe, cause I believe there is already a lapis in the original show.
Sam raised an eyebrow at Jennifer when she told him that she didn't trust him at first. "You didn't trust me? How come?" He asked. Ofcourse he knew why: she was afraid of him knowing about her stolen gear. What she didn't know, was that Sam already knew it. He would probably never tell anyone about it, not even Jennifer. Only if she was ready to tell him about it, he would be ready to tell her. After he looked through the sample code and listened to her explanation, he smiled. "That's it! And if I add a target scanner to procedure, I can rule out people who I know to be friendly. The only problem is that in case of a disguiser like Mystique, they can trick the system and activate the override. I need to think of something for that." He than looked at Jennifer. She looks pretty cool with those glasses... he thought. "You like those glasses? I could maybe give you a design to make your own." He said with smile.
Sam was almost finished reprogramming the software, when he saw that Noir, who sat next to him, came a little closer to him, but neither of them said a word. He just kept on programming, when an error occured, and Sam made a slight growling noise. He then looked at Noir. "You know some stuff about programming suit-software, right? I can't get this to work." He said. He got a copy of his glasses out of his pocket and handed it over to Noir, so she could also see the coding as well. "You see, I need to be able to shutdown the weaponry without giving away the priority of the Fast Response protocol or dropping the anti-intruder-software's guard." Sam said to Noir. Before he gave the glasses to Noir, he made sure she couldn't get into any other systems, so she couldn't mess with it. Even though he trusted her most of all the people here, he knew about some of the technology she used for her armor being stolen (even though he didn't tell her that yet) and they only met today after all. The only things she could see were some unfinished projects and idea's, and the part of the fast response protocol he needed her to have a look at, but only after he activated the glasses. He held his hand at his earpiece. "Sirjav, could you please activate the guest HUD glasses for a temporary account with the name 'Noir'?"
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No, it's just that I'm a bit bussy lately so I give some RP's more priority. I will probably post later today.
No, it's just that I'm a bit bussy lately so I give some RP's more priority. I will probably post later today.
Sam looked at Noir as she came out of the changing room. She looks pretty cute without her armor... Sam thought. When she started about the way she acted before, he said: "No, don't apologise, it's my fault you needed those meds to begin with. I'm the one who should be sorry." He laid his arms losely around her neck. Not only did he want to show he was supporting her, but he also wanted her to be close to him for some reason. "Let's just forgot about this and go to the rec-room, okay?" He said.
He made his way to the rec-room, hoping Noir would stay close to him in case of an after-effect of the meds. He saw someone in a symbiote suit he didn't recognise. Once there, he put on special glasses that were a downgraded version of his visor. This way, he could see the holograms he made, and interact with them, like some sort of VR-goggles. He put his suit, which was in its backpack form, on the floor next to him, sat down and made a keyboard hologram for himself. As soon as he started typing on it, which looked for others like he was typing in the air, a screen popped up for him that showed him what he was typing. A few commands later, a screen of the Iron Assassin suit popped up. I need to reprogram it in such a way it's easier to override the fast response protocol. He thought.
He made his way to the rec-room, hoping Noir would stay close to him in case of an after-effect of the meds. He saw someone in a symbiote suit he didn't recognise. Once there, he put on special glasses that were a downgraded version of his visor. This way, he could see the holograms he made, and interact with them, like some sort of VR-goggles. He put his suit, which was in its backpack form, on the floor next to him, sat down and made a keyboard hologram for himself. As soon as he started typing on it, which looked for others like he was typing in the air, a screen popped up for him that showed him what he was typing. A few commands later, a screen of the Iron Assassin suit popped up. I need to reprogram it in such a way it's easier to override the fast response protocol. He thought.
A yellow portal appeared in the sky above a lake. Not much later, a man in blue cloth fell from it and dived into the lake. He got up to the surface again, and looked around. He saw he wasn't familiar with his surroundings. "This ain't France. Where did Paris go?" He swam towards the shore, and got on land. He walked around, hoping to find signs of civilazation.
Meanwhile, another portal opened not far away from there. A red man with a mask fell through it. He got a hard smack with the ground. He got up, and said: "That was unfortunate." He looked around, before saying: "I must be dreaming!" He clearly didn't recognise the area. He heard something. He hid behind a tree.
Arno was still wandering through the forests. He just headed towards the east, hoping to find a river that he could follow, as people mostly set villages at water. He heard a faint sound behind him, like smoke, or wind. He turned around, to see a man with a red mask trying to stab him in the back. Arno blocked it with his hidden blade, and a fight between the two began. They consistently tried to stab eachother, without succes, and when Arno dodged a stab, he pulled out his gold-plated pistol and aimed for the masked man, while simultaniously the spy pulled out his pistol and aimed for the assassin.
Only now the Spy could take a good look at Arno, and saw he wasn't a class he could recognise. "What the hell?" He said. "What the hell is that?!" Arno was a bit confused. "I could say the same from you. Are you a spy?" The Spy laughed. "But of course." Arno's face got serious. "Well, who send you? The Templars?!" "No." Arno was confused again. "Well, who then?" The Spy made a gesture like there was no one. "No." He said again. Arno was even more confused now. "Then why did you try to kill me?"
The Spy was now sure this guy wasn't with the Blu team. "With my apologies. Let's settle this like gentlemen, shall we?" He said while putting his gun slowly back in his pocket. Arno whaited for the Spy to holster the gun, then he did the same. "So, you don't want to kill me?" "No." "You thought I was someone else?" "Yes." "Then it's all good, I believe. What is your name?" "Spy." Arno got confused again. "I know you are a spy, just tell me your name." "Spy." Arno raised an eyebrow. "So, your name is Spy?" "Yes." Arno shook his head.
"Well, 'Spy' you have any idea where we are?" The Spy shook his head. "No." Arno sighed. It looked like he was stuck in a cubed world with a spy named Spy and no clue what to do. "Well, let's have a truce, shall we? We are both lost and we have a better chance of surviving by working together." The Spy smiled. "Excellent! After you." Arno lead the way. "You are taking this gentlemen thing really far, aren't you?" The Spy laughed again. "But of course!" They walked further into the forest.
Meanwhile, another portal opened not far away from there. A red man with a mask fell through it. He got a hard smack with the ground. He got up, and said: "That was unfortunate." He looked around, before saying: "I must be dreaming!" He clearly didn't recognise the area. He heard something. He hid behind a tree.
Arno was still wandering through the forests. He just headed towards the east, hoping to find a river that he could follow, as people mostly set villages at water. He heard a faint sound behind him, like smoke, or wind. He turned around, to see a man with a red mask trying to stab him in the back. Arno blocked it with his hidden blade, and a fight between the two began. They consistently tried to stab eachother, without succes, and when Arno dodged a stab, he pulled out his gold-plated pistol and aimed for the masked man, while simultaniously the spy pulled out his pistol and aimed for the assassin.
Only now the Spy could take a good look at Arno, and saw he wasn't a class he could recognise. "What the hell?" He said. "What the hell is that?!" Arno was a bit confused. "I could say the same from you. Are you a spy?" The Spy laughed. "But of course." Arno's face got serious. "Well, who send you? The Templars?!" "No." Arno was confused again. "Well, who then?" The Spy made a gesture like there was no one. "No." He said again. Arno was even more confused now. "Then why did you try to kill me?"
The Spy was now sure this guy wasn't with the Blu team. "With my apologies. Let's settle this like gentlemen, shall we?" He said while putting his gun slowly back in his pocket. Arno whaited for the Spy to holster the gun, then he did the same. "So, you don't want to kill me?" "No." "You thought I was someone else?" "Yes." "Then it's all good, I believe. What is your name?" "Spy." Arno got confused again. "I know you are a spy, just tell me your name." "Spy." Arno raised an eyebrow. "So, your name is Spy?" "Yes." Arno shook his head.
"Well, 'Spy' you have any idea where we are?" The Spy shook his head. "No." Arno sighed. It looked like he was stuck in a cubed world with a spy named Spy and no clue what to do. "Well, let's have a truce, shall we? We are both lost and we have a better chance of surviving by working together." The Spy smiled. "Excellent! After you." Arno lead the way. "You are taking this gentlemen thing really far, aren't you?" The Spy laughed again. "But of course!" They walked further into the forest.
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