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Avenger's Academy; Volume 1

Lil bump to get things swimming

Avenger's Academy; Volume 1

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This is towards Garret, correct?

Causes if so, eh-heh, best of luck, Will.

@Winter Kitten

Aw come on, hes the only guy on board that isnt ripped as hell.

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He didn't like being confused or in the dark about these sort of things, about any sort of things actually. And right now Garret was being that confusing thing and it was even more frustrating because he was so absolutely sure he had glanced over his file while going through the system and that he had definitely seen his picture on Tony's computer and this had to be true because he swore he had a photographic memory and just a problem of taking too many photos, making it hard to find the exact photo-er-memory to remember. But he was really sure he had seen him on that monitor screen! And not just because he was a curious kid that wasn't allowed any toys, because he had made a promise not to ever hack into Stark Tech, he probably couldn't anyway. He had gotten a glimpse at that code just once! Once! And he had been confused! Him! Confused! And he hated being confused, but he was sure he had already thought that thought already. Speaking of thoughts, was it weird that just they got a cowboy come on board just as the conversation about whips were being brought up?

Well, cowboys didn't really use whips, but there was like some...weird connection between the two right? It was like trees and green ice cream right? Technically they had no connection unless someone liked trees as much as they liked pistachio, or maybe if you were a deer, technically both would be edible, but in the normal context, one didn't usually see a connection between the two, but there still was to some extent and he was frankly sure that the both of them were somehow connected to Christmas, but getting back to the point. Cowboys. AND whips! And hello cowboy! They had a cowboy now!

He wondered if making cowboy themed gear was beneath him, then decided that it wasn't because he could probably make something really really hilarious out of it or he could just get on someone's nerves. Cowboys and blue birds, they really had a lot of characters already, they weren't as colourful on their files as they were on their files, most of them had been really dull sounding. S.H.I.E.L.D probably didn't have any creative writing classes, which was a good thing, because he was sure that was his only real weakness. It was lucky that that wasn't one of the essentials of being integrated into the learning world, though it was probably all the parental unions that pushed for 'real' academic subjects to be integrated into the school. He just hoped they didn't start putting in actual 'curfews'. Oh, he shuddered to think about that, though he was pretty sure he could get around the security system at least after a couple of days or so.

He shouldn't be thinking so much about it, they weren't even there yet! And he was partaking in a conversation wasn't he? Speaking of which,

"Like your face is that memorable." He retorted, rolling his eyes as he grinned at the guy. If this was going to be a competition of wit, than it was actually going be fun because winning was fun no matter what anyone said. The newer people that had climbed on board had caught his attention for the time being though and he took his time glancing from Mr Cowboy over to bluebird over there. He supposed there were a lot students spanning across this region, for what ever quota the academy had to fill. He was frankly sure at least one of them would end up being his bunk mate, best to start getting on their good sides. It was exciting to have so meet so many new people, but it was going to be a little bit of a hassle keeping track of everyone and he was frankly sure tracking devices were readily becoming banned in an increasing number of countries. Sure the Hellicarrier technically wasn't over any country, but he was still frankly sure that Fury as a dictator wouldn't condone that sort of act unless he had thought of it first. Oh, he just got a little chill from that. Note to self; check for bugs in his room.

Speaking of bugs, which had absolutely no relation to the current situation whatsoever....no he couldn't think of a seamless transition for his thoughts because they were all sort of jilted when the Quinjet's door started to lower again, having docked once again without anyone having really noticed of felt it and-hello Adonis. Was there some kind of gene really being passed around? Because he was frankly sure by now that hotness was a gene and for some reason it was in abundance for all the testosterone that was occupying this space a hundred miles above the land by now probably. Off course it wasn't a hundred, Will knew the exact number, but really he was more preoccupied wondering if there was some relationship between being a hero and being a 10 on the hotness meter. Even the girls were pretty hot after all, he couldn't rely deny that looking at all of them, but the guys were really built like gods, most of them and that just wasn't fair. Even Damon had his wings to admire when he chose to hide himself behind them, speaking of which, he hadn't forgotten about him either because one way or another he was gonna get permission to study those things of beauty.

"Now that we have a cowboy and spy, you gotta be a pirate or ninja right? One of you?" He called out as their newest arrival greeted the lot of them, eyes darting from Magnus to Jen, before the automated voice of the Quinjet filled the chamber again.

"Target destination changed, on route to; Avengers Academy"

"Finally!" He piped up, turning to stare at the small overhead set above them, the geo map on the screen flashing as the Quinjet started on route towards the academy. Typical that the dotted lines that indicated it's path was non existent on the screen as the map flashed out of view, seems like it was supposed to be a secret from the students themselves, though the Helicarrier did constantly move around, there was no tracking it's exact location if one could even get past it's cloaking cover, speaking of which;

"Entering Stealth Mode"

He could feel the tingle of the electric signals coursing through the jet's body, behind the smooth wall that he pressed his back against, pinging softly. It probably looked cooler on the outside, where one could actually see the full form of the jet start to melt away into the background of the sky. He swore he could feel the arching branches of electricity spreading across the curves of the Quinjet, routing around wires, following the laid out paths of circuits and sensors, creating crystalline patterns that hummed softly to him before it screeched violently and started to scream in his ear.

"CREEEECH!"

The sound broke through the metal walls and Will winced as the jet lurched violently, throwing him off of his seat and many others off their own feet as the lights momentarily flickered and he knew the power was being directed somewhere else before the jet righted itself and the screen flashed a solid red before the calm automated voice started to fill the cabin again whilst he picked himself up,

"Please remain calm, the Quinjet is currently experiencing 'mild turbulence'. Please remain calm and seated, a new route has been selected to avoid turbulence."

"That's bull." He muttered as he picked himself up from the floor, before another screech bombarded his ears and the jet lurched again, albeit less violently this time and the screen flashed once more, this time giving way to the man himself, Nick Fury glaring up at the screen like it had wronged him somehow, then again, had anything not wronged him in some possible way?

"Recruits, we are experiencing a mild problem with the Quinjet, you are to remain in your seats until you reach the academy and not to act on your jurisdiction. I repeat; do not act on your own jurisdiction."

And with that his image flickered and flashed out as the jet finally seemed to settle for a few seconds anyway, another jerk rocking the them. It had dwindled down into something akin to actual turbulence on a plane flying through a storm, but anything able to rock the Quinjet just the slightest was worrying to him, probably the same to his rattled classmates around him, but they had all heard Fury and he was frankly sure that the doors had gone on lock down if any of them decided to go against his word.

Right now, he was just glad that no one had fallen on top of him because all that muscle probably weighed a ton and he didn't want to suffocate before he even got to lay eyes on the academy, though it wouldn't be the 'worst' way to die.

"So...you think this some weird hazing ritual?" He piped up, sitting up straight on the floor whilst he nursed his sore head.

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Well with my vacation
I figure Damon will be simply concentrating on not freaking out

Unless somebody really really wants to poke him or something

@BlackPanther

"Poke....poke..."

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Yesss Scott is cyoot. <333

Ahh I am done with exams too! The happiness is real.

EDIT: Also I am 10/10 dreaming of the Valentine's Dance now hot damn. Like will there be drama?? Nobody knows! Also cute dancing is a must. Copen whirling people around in a waltz yes please (because that boy can dance)

@Chicogal

Why do I feel like Will will be lost in the crowd...without his pumps.

Also finishing my exams up tomorrow, then I can post and then go into a short coma and my spirit will post. We'll be docking soon, so any more interactions you wanna get up, I advise you get up by tomorrow...today? Eh timezones, within 24 hours or so.

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Hey guys, some of you have already sent me some character arcs and aside from minor tweaking they're all wonderful so far even if theyve not been fully fledged out yet. So far theyre all major character plots unless someone contacts me and tells me otherwise. Anyhow. Here are the names for these plots. If you have your own name for yours dont worry. You can put it as a header when your arc starts. These names are just the little code names so no one not even the writer of these plots knows their arc. Just to add in a little more mystery and speculation to the mix :3

Remember you can pair with others to create arcs too!

Heres how im mostly going to have minor and major arcs work. Major arcs take the brunt of the story but can but doesnt need to have minor arcs woven under them depending on the arc off course. This is so, say even with all the attention focused on character A, the characters that may accidentally get pushed aside still have their own stories. Minor arcs can also be standalone and have multiple at a time if its not too messy. More on this in a democratic fashion later on

So without adieu, the major arc names so far courtesy of you guys;

Origin story
Breach in the code
Rewind and Replay
Cold Heat
Not even Castiel knows about this one(actual title)

Avenger's Academy; Volume 1

If Will wants to test any of his gadgets in the field, Garret would be more than happy to be his Guinea pig.

*comes into Will's lab coated in ice cream* "Your freeze grenade thing might need tweaking. But it'd be good for making a giant pile of soft serve ice cream. So maybe just a new gadget cause this ball of ice cream is actually pretty useful in casual and combat encounters." *he licks vanilla ice cream off his fingers* "You got any strawberry flavored ones?"

@Winter Kitten

"Not until Fury approves the shipment of strawberries on board. Hey, let's throw a couple of these over the Hellicarrier and make it rain ice cream on the world! And then we start on the sticky grenades!"

Fury may need more veins in his forehead after he bursts his current one.

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He had never really been short of meeting supers before, his parents were more than willing to introduce him to their fellow heroes and heroines to him, even if they much preferred to live in what little retirement they were still pursuing, but meeting already established heroes was different from meeting those whom he was eventually going to work with and call his team mates. For some reason, he felt a little bit more giddy and excitable sitting in the Quinjet with adolescent teens blessed with powers they had yet to learn to control or use correctly than with full fledged heroes like giant man or the fantastic four, given he had been just as excited then. None of them could hold a torch to Mr Stark though, that was one part of his mind that he kept carefully encapsulated by a velvet red rope as he looked around the little gang they had going on. Only partially listening to what they were saying, well partial was like fully listening for him, it was the most attention he'd ever give, the rest given to fuel the part of his brain that continued to run like a horse on a race track, spewing out thoughts and throwing out lines of incessant rambling; some of which went through a filter before it escaped his mouth, other's mostly just going straight to the talking parts of his brain. Luckily, he was aware enough to remain silent whilst everyone started to introduce themselves.

And whilst he catalogued away their powers into his chaotic system of order, his eyes couldn't help but light up a little just listening to them. Oh sure, hacking into their files gave him enough information about each of them for the most part, hearing them talk about themselves out loud just helped him match their faces to their files, but S.H.I.E.L.D was only so good at studying powers. He was going to make it his own personal goal to study exactly what these supers could do, in the name of scientific discovery off course and to add onto to his own creation. He would need more information on exactly what Captain Denmark over there could do, but already his brain was humming with all the possibilities, especially when Wingo beside him finally spoke a full sentence. His gaze immediately darting over to him as he licked his lips, wondering if he could create something to prevent that sort of consequence in the future. Maybe something that shocked whoever applied too much pressure to the base of his wings or some vibranium plating in his suit there...Vibranium wasn't exactly easy to come by, but he could dream and scheme and find some way to weasel out something from Fury. So lost in his own mind for that single moment, he nearly didn't catch when 'Hecate' started to speak to him,

Eyes darting over to her, his grin widened as he rocked on his seat, a testament to the nervous energy he felt coursing through him. Young enough where the racing of his mind seemed to match the energy of his physical body or maybe it was a sugar high, he had had a lot of sugar in the past hour, trying his hand at a bit of biology, involved a lot of saturated sweets, was maybe just an excuse for him to gulp down a lot of sugar in his own room for one last time before he went off. He was sure Mom knew something was up, but as long as he didn't border on diabetic, he figured she didn't mind so much. It wasn't like him on a sugar high was any different than him usually. Anyway, what was he doing in the span of the 0.45 nanoseconds that he had spaced out? Oh right, right, socializing.

"Well, everyone knows red always beats out blue." He retorted, flashing her a grin before he followed her gaze over to their latest arrival. When had they had their latest arrival? This jet was really smooth or the girl had some invisible quality to her powers, whatever the case, he leaned over in his seat just to catch a glimpse of their latest 'classmate' from over the large silhouette of Wingo and Ringo. Well, she looked rather petite as well, maybe she was just another spy on board, he'd have to go look up her file maybe, when he got around to it, but he did faintly recall something about a speedster in school. They were always really fun, at least the ones he knew off so far and he definitely knew speedsters. Heck, he could've been a speedster, well just without the speed. Anyhow, he couldn't resist piping up about that one,

"You mean the Flash like those comics? I think the writers were on a comic binge when they were writing him! I mean, instantaneous travel speed is one thing, but what do you think they were thinking with the whole spandex costume thing? Please tell me your superhero suit isn't spandex. I mean, I'm sure you'd look great in it, but you know how fast that stuff wears out, not that I know, but-"

He was interrupted as they started to make another touchdown, having not noticed until the door started to open again and more proof of perfection existing in this world walked in and caught his eye,

"Hey I've seen you around!" He exclaimed out loud at their latest arrival, eyes darting over to the guy in some brightened recognition, though he didn't seem to be the only one who knew him as Ringo, now only a Work in Progress name whilst he figured out something better, he was sure Frenchie wasn't a good one and Frog was a very bad racial slur instead of a quirky nickname to aid his failing memory about remembering people's real names, off topic, got up and practically rushed down the boy. Geez, did all muscle bound blue eyed brunettes just know each other? Were they all part of the same fitness club or something? Maybe there really was a boy band on board of this thing and if so, did they need a lead guitarist? Or modified guitars? He was never big into the musical scene or anything, but synthesizing a musical instrument or a rock robot, well that was an idea. Or maybe it was the sugar. No, definitely an idea....no the sugar, well, he'd do a blood test later on, but he was definitely sure it was an idea. A good one.

He came back to to a spew of French between Mr muscles and Ringo, WIP, over there. His gaze fixed onto the former. He was so utterly sure that he had seen him before and he didn't just remember any muscle bound adonis that crossed his path. The both of them seemed like close friends, must be what having a brother must be like and for all he knew, they could actually be twins with the way they looked; he was sure that hotness was a genetic trait that scientists had yet to completely isolate. But anyhow, he was so so sure that he had seen Mr muscles somewhere before, trying to sort through his memory of the files he had hacked to try and place him. There hadn't been that many new files, a testament to how little the school seemed to increase it's student body every year. It was more than just the files though as he narrowed his gaze up at the man, only vaguely listening to whatever banter was going on between them and he meant vaguely, because what was with all the non English? He didn't have anything against it, just why..They'd all need built in translators for every known language in the book if this kept up, actually that was an idea, but again again off topic, so very much off topic when he finally placed the face of the man before him to the correct memory,

"Your pictures on Uncle Stark's photos file!" He exclaimed aloud, pointing a finger at the man as if revealing some great accusation. Off course, he knew he had seen him somewhere before and that was on Stark's desktop computer, in the file he kept as his photo album. The man didn't see the point of physical photography and Will very much agreed because at this point, digital was safer than what could potentially be destroyed in a fire and despite this whole train of thought, he still couldn't place exactly who the guy was because Stark hadn't explained anything about the album and Will hadn't want to confess he had been snooping through his stuff when he wasn't suppose to, granted he hadn't gotten through any of the tougher firewalls anyway, but the point was he had seen Garret before, even if only in digital pixels. Question now was why did Stark have a picture of him? Granted, Stark had alot of pictures of various heroes and so on, but as far as he knew, this guy was pretty off the radar, he had certainly never heard of him before so well, the whole situation was just confusing and he really really disliked being confused.

Even more confusing now that he just admitted he didn't have any powers, unless.... "You have to be a spy then!" A second pointed finger, this time followed by his whole face lighting up, "Whatever spy gadgets you have throw them away! They're probably outdated anyway or hideous looking, you know I think Shield has something on about giving their spies cruddy looking gadgets? Like all spies in general, all those spy movies, I mean, the ones that are actually practical just look awful and clunky or the CGI looks like throw up." He started off into another ramble, gesturing for greater effect before a soft beep echoed through out the little gathering they had made and an automated voice filled the chamber,

"Remaining stops before final destination, 1 @Carlsberg."

"Whoo, we're finally getting things on the road! Whoever is bunking with me, I call top bunk!"

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Will will shut down the internet if hes called out on his youthfulness once more! Well he wouldnt cause he needs wifi but he can threaten it!

Anyway,if he ever has to he can pull off heels better than anyone!