Sep

Worlds Collide: A Merged Universe Superhero Roleplay

Happy Secretive Saturday, where secrets and conspiracies come head to head.

All the Martians are now on their ways to their next story beats.

@Cyrania

Argus being meanies and keeping the knowledge of Martians to themselves.

Worlds Collide: A Merged Universe Superhero Roleplay

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I'm cool then to connect Agent Black/S.W.O.R.D. by extension to Damage Control with the fallout in Metropolis?

@Lord Wraith

Yeah, everyone is free to use Damaged Control. I'm using them as an extension of the SWORD/SHIELD family.

Worlds Collide: A Merged Universe Superhero Roleplay

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BASED. BASED. BASED.

@Mao Mao

It's going to be my story tool for 'Hey you guys did an event and you're struggling to end it, so why don't the Government show up and tell you to get your shit together'

No Wraith allowed

The warbling and the trilling roused him, pulling him from his stupor and bringing him back to his senses. Krang coughed through a throat full of smoke, his lungs burning. Adrenaline shot through his system, bringing him back to his senses. The X-Wing bobbed and weaved slightly, then he looked out in panic as the nose of the craft, all broken and bruised, started to tip below the waterline. The cracks in the hull filling with water. Slapping one control, he watched as his bag of gear appeared in a flurry of bubbles. With his free hand, he undid his restraints and hit the switch to pop open the canopy. There was a dull thunk, and he pushed against the canopy, but it didn't open.

He tried it again. Thunk. Looking back at the controls, he scanned over them, as he noticed various switches and lights flickering on and off indiscriminately. The water was seeping into the system and shorting out the electrics. A sense of urgency was evident in his movements now; he pulled the manual releases, then heaved on the heavy transparisteel cockpit, forcing its hinge to give way. The humidity assaulting him, he looked up as the remaining TIE fighters performed a perfect spiral, then dove and shot off into the distance. Looking towards the shore, he could faintly see figures on the beach, which were no doubt the rebels he was supposed to rendezvous with. Jumping out of the seat, he grabbed his bag and swam for shore.

The water was shallow, just barely too deep to stand, as he kicked he tried his best to listen to the sounds going on around him. Every time Krang's head dipped beneath a lazy wave and he lost track of the world around him, his heart rate increased. He had already been ambushed once today, very nearly twice. To say he was on edge was a distinct understatement. A shadow crossed over his head as he surfaced, and he stood. His heavy feet sank slightly into the thick mud beneath him. A Gozanti-Cruiser passed overhead, two AT-ST scout waters hung from its belly. Followed shortly by a Sentinel-Class shuttle. Already laser fire started to go out between the rebels on the beach and the larger vessels, as the cruiser dropped low over the shallows it shook slightly as the walkers dropped into the water in a resounding splash. Their knee joints bending slightly to absorb the shock of impact.

Heavy laser cannon shots of angry red energy lanced into the rebel position, and he winced. The shuttle would be carrying at least a squad of stormtroopers. He was effectively cut off from his support, the only thing he had that could make a dent in the walkers was a well-placed thermal detonator and there wasn't any guarantee that he could make that shot from this far away. He looked around, panic setting in. For any other beach, any other angle of attack he could take or any other avenue for retreat that he could possibly find.

Worlds Collide: A Merged Universe Superhero Roleplay

Two posts in one day, who am I? @Lord Wraith

Worlds Collide: A Merged Universe Superhero Roleplay

@Half Pint@Cyrania@King Kindred@Taka@mattmanganon

The heroes stood gathered, discussing their victory and how to proceed as the city burned around them. Sirens blared, and people continued to scream and shout for help. Rain dropped slowly from the sky, whether the sky itself cried for the wounded and the fallen, or it was the doing of Thor, it couldn't be said. There was a roar of tyres as a black SUV rounded the corner near the heroes' congregation point. Unknowingly driving straight past Arthur Curry and his father as they fled into the city in an attempt to get away. The door to the SUV opened as a group of work trucks rounded the corner, and some stopped earlier than others. Dispelling men in grey coveralls, orange high vis. They moved in harmony, like synchronised swimmers. They didn't appear to communicate; they just got on with it.

Some wore arm bands with the red cross; those ran escorted by several of the regular workers. Meanwhile, the car at the front, which approached Thor and the ensemble of would-be heroes, came to a stop. Its door opened, and a man in a grey, smartly cut suit stepped out.

"I don't know who you all are -" He nodded to Thor. "-Except for you, you have friends in far-reaching places it seems." Agent Phil Coulson reached into his jacket and pulled out a sealed envelope; the insignia on it indicated it came from Frost Industries. Phil hadn't dared to break the seal; he wasn't entirely sure where the letter had come from, just that he had been told to deliver it to 'Thor'.

"I've been told to give you a choice: you either disperse or you come in for a debrief. The powers-that-be think there has been enough excitement for today. Let us handle the cleanup; we're the best there is. He looked around the unlikely group of allies, the heroes that had come together in the time of need. He knew that there were projects, groups of superpowered individuals working for various agencies and societies but this was the first time since the Justice Society that an unaffiliated group of heroes came together to do something good.

Perhaps the world was changing.

Worlds Collide: A Merged Universe Superhero Roleplay

“Hey Garfield, pack it up and push off, if you've got a problem with Earthlings we're going to have a problem.”

The girl with the fists of fury stamped on her landing, and Titus snarled in response. He pointed at her with his good hand, as a beam of energy lanced out from the mothership. The entire space around Sam buzzed and fizzed with energy, his lens in the helmet adjusting as the blast of energy collided with her. Sam instinctively went for her, but it was too late. In a flash of energy she was gone. He roared back at Titus, raising his fists he let loose a blast of energy, Titus dodged it and returned with a volley of his own. Sam pushed off the hull, energy surrounding his body as he twisted and weaved. Guided as if by some invisible hand. Up, down, left, watch for the shot on the twist, loop back over.

Titus roared in frustration. He pulled a small spherical object from his belt and thumbed the activation. Tossing it towards Sam, who attempted to weave out of its way. However, it followed him. Sam ducked and bobbed, and the sphere continued to follow him as he worked his way through the local debris of the ship still attempting to avoid the fire from Titus. Left, right, look back to see where- a blast of energy collided with him and he tumbled out of control, cursing in pain as he felt the energy contort through his limbs. He closed his eyes and covered his face with his arms as the spherical device came closer.

A flash of blue above Sam and Jaime was there, his right arm twisted and contorted into a sword. Allowing the scarab to guide him, the blade tore through space in a flash of sapphire, slicing the device in half and allowing it to drift off harmlessly.

Jaime turned to look at Titus, who had murder in his one remaining eye as he pointed up at them and yelled something obscene and inaudible. All around them, the weird-looking chariot craft from earlier appeared, out of the belly of the worms, out of the maw of the giant ship that seemed to be exchanging fire with the golden girl. Jaime offered Sam his hand, and the two locked hands around the other's wrist.

"Together hermano?"

"Together."

<THIS COURSE OF ACTION IS UNWISE JAIME REYES>

"Oh shut up."

"What was that?"

"Nothing."

In the distance, they could see Titus, jumping from one chariot to another, to debris, to another ship trying to close the distance between them. His mouth agape as the alien vented his rage out into the abyss. Jaime fired his cannons at Titu,s but he dodged at the last second sending the shots wide, what Titus hadn't expected was the blaze of light as Sam collided with him, sending him off course.

<I AM DETECTING A LARGE BUILDUP OF ENERGY IN NEARBY SPACE. A HYPERSPACE WINDOW IS OPENING>

Jaime turned to face, as in a flash of blue-green, the universe tore itself asunder. He looked too Sam, who returned the look and the two of them nodded in unison. Sam raised his arms, and bobbing and weaving amongst the debris being created by the golden-space-goddess (name pending), peppered Titus with shots, not enough to cause him damage but enough to keep him off balance. Titus fired randomly, and aggressively. Unable to get a fix on either of the two teens, when a large blue battering ram slammed into his back. Jaime groaned out of exertion as he felt his legs be joined together, he willed himself on.

<WARNING PRIMARY ENERGY RESERVES REACHING CRITICAL, BREAK OFF AND RECHARGE JAIME REYES>

"No! We can do this!" Jaime shouted through gritted teeth. Titus tried to turn, tried to claw, paw and punch at Jaime as their momentum changed direction, heading straight for the tear in space. Jaimes vision started to go black; he could feel the pull now; the gravitational force of the anomaly had started to pull in everything. Titus started to accelerate beyond him, and smaller ships and debris tumbled out of control towards the window.

<THE PULL IS TOO MUCH JAIME REYES, BREAK OFF NOW OR WE WILL BECOME TRAPPED WITH THE ENEMY>

"No! ^{Wecanfinishthis...}" His vision turned black, the thrusters disengaged and he felt himself float and drift aimlessly. His thoughts drifted to his family. Would they ever find out what had happened, or would he just be another runaway, and ungrateful child who abandoned his family, put them through hell and for-

A blaze of white-hot light tore through the darkness, and he felt his arm nearly be yanked out of its socket. Energy flowed through him, and he looked up to see 'Nova' pulling him away from the event horizon. Swear dripped down from Sam's temple as he pushed on. Energy flowed between them, the Blue Beetles arm grasped around his wrist, and Sam looked to see him twist as the Blue Beetles wings swept back, and his thruster activated. The two young heroes' arms remained locked as they pushed back away from the hole in space, as it finished pulling in the remains of the gold-goddess's conquest before collapsing in on itself.

Sam panted from the physical exertion as he turned to Jaime with a cheeky grin on his face.

"Not bad for our first day."

Worlds Collide: A Merged Universe Superhero Roleplay

At the end of the day in these games we do try and work together but it tends to be a first accepted gets the final say. @Half Pint gets the final say on this as I'm not a GM just the story guy, but I'd say what happens to Jean should be whatever will be most beneficial to the health of the Roleplay, and if they think both options are good, I'd say it should go to whoever was in position to use her first.

It sucks for the other person, but that do be the way these things to be doing.

Worlds Collide: A Merged Universe Superhero Roleplay

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As a Scottish person who must have played the Max Payne games at least 10 times I take personal offence to this

@Half Pint

Wait... Scottish friend?

Based.

We must be the two Play By Post roleplayers in Scotland.

Worlds Collide: A Merged Universe Superhero Roleplay

Has anyone touched upon the American government yet? I was leaning towards a Republican administration that won due to anti-mutant hysteria inflamed in the 2020s by conservatives and the far-right. But I wanna make sure before my next Genosha post.

@Mao Mao

It's been left unintentionally vague unless it becomes important to someone